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In the Trough - A Little Drabble Do Ya! - May 27th
Napoleon Solo sighed in frustration as he read his newspaper. From the other side of the diner table, where he was eating breakfast, Illya asked what was wrong.
“There’s a story about the local mayor,” Solo told him. “He’s been caught using campaign funds to bankroll a secluded villa, a luxury yacht, and a mistress.
Illya didn’t reply. It seemed to him that most people in power, no matter their allegiances, were only there for what they could personally get.
“The desire to be a politician should bar you for life from ever becoming one*.”
Napoleon reluctantly nodded in agreement.
*Borrowed from the Big Yin, Billy Connolly.
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“There’s a story about the local mayor,” Solo told him. “He’s been caught using campaign funds to bankroll a secluded villa, a luxury yacht, and a mistress.
Illya didn’t reply. It seemed to him that most people in power, no matter their allegiances, were only there for what they could personally get.
“The desire to be a politician should bar you for life from ever becoming one*.”
Napoleon reluctantly nodded in agreement.
*Borrowed from the Big Yin, Billy Connolly.
.
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