| Earlier this year, four gaunt horsemen in black shrouds cantered down Pennsylvania Avenue. Since no one complained or even noticed, they grazed their hungry steeds on the White House lawn. They've been there ever since and threaten never to leave.
This interview with them is a Tomdispatch exclusive: "First Horseman, please state your name for our readers." "My name is Oil and my price is $50 per barrel and higher yet to come." "Fine, and you're from…?" "Huppert's Peak." "Is that in Colorado?" No response. "Are you in Washington for business or pleasure?" "Both, actually. While wrecking the American economy, I'm also hoping to bring immense happiness to a handful of giant energy corporations." "Well, that's a popular cause in this town, so please enjoy your stay. Now, Second Horseman, can I have your name for the record." "My name is Proliferation, son of Wot and destroyer of worlds." |
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