Wednesday, May 26, 2010


Readin' on 'bout that miserable MMS, all the new shit comin' out in yet another IG report. Saw a rather weird bit; "acting inspector general," Mary Kendallin, tells us, get this:
"we discovered that the individuals involved in the fraternizing and gift exchange — both government and industry — have often known one another since childhood."
How freaking, fuckin' weird is that? This can't be normal. Okay, maybe back in the day, in something like Little Shitcake on the Prairie, where and when, yeah, y'all grew up in a dusty little shithole of "town," or near one, and no one ever moved anywhere, forever, and generations of families all live in, not just the same town, but the same goddam house! Well, at least until that show got canceled. Succumbed to poor ratings is the general understanding.

But I digress, which is pretty much the whole endeavour here, so there ya go. As advertised.

Now, what I wanna know is, is this weird shit known to people? That this Louisiana MMS agency, which managed to give bloom to "a variety of violations of federal regulations and ethics rules," appears to serve as a childhood friendship continuity vector? Do little kids who pledge BFF know about the MMS? Is that why they think they can pull it off? What is their fiendish friendship plan? To continue their "childhood," to become just "hood," friendship through the generous friendship climate provided by the Minerals Management Service of the United States Department of the Interior, and the petroleum industry, and hence embark on parallel career paths of petroleum engineering and mineral resource wonkery?

So, yes, the MMS must be dismantled. If for no other reason than to prevent childhood friendships from turning into meth-fueled orgies funded at taxpayer expense. Please, at least stop that!

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