From Bumpkin to Loon
Shake it up is all that we know
Using the bodies up as we go
--Out of Touch, Hall and Oates
Standing well outside the Bush compound in Kennebunkport the other day, we can report the dialog was far from happy.
Even those pilgrims whose bloated SUV's sported "McCain" stickers were not in jovial moods. Most faces were drawn into pensive stares, and the scene had something of a Bastille feel about it. But instead of a quickening, there was a sense of dejected dissolution from among the spectators.
The only amusing point was a glance at the map: the neighboring Island to the compound on Walkers Point is "Bumpkin Island." One must ask: How did they know to issue that name, generations en avance of Mr. George W. Bush? Just brilliant topography.
Addendum: I just learned we are one mile away from Loon Mountain, where the Highland Games will be held this weekend. As far as situations in the country right now, I feel like we are in the place to be.