wayne's latest post is on beagles and how they've been used in horrific ways by human scientific experiments because they're so trusting sweet and compliant. well, barak obama was sweet, but he had almost no experience of the world. he lived closeted with bed-ridden sisters, and pooped on pampers in the hall, except for the few times a week i came to walk him, but he was like a prisoner lost in the world, and i got too sad and fustrated and i had to quit and then the sisters both died and barak obama moved to east chicago or hobart. it was ironic the family put this prisoner outfit on the kid. anyway i reckon he's passed by now, and the other barak obomba has come to occupy our park and build his conning tower. what a world we live in. sometimes it feels like we're all prisoners.