The Piercing Truth

This is right from the dictionary and seems to describe Albuquerque, Berry and Schultz. Fascism (f ash ,izem) noun An authoritarian right wing system of government and/or social organization. (in general use) extreme right wing, authoritarian, chauvinistic and/or intolerant views or practices. Fascism tends to include a belief in the supremacy of one group over another, national, ethnic, especially social strata or monetarily; a contempt for democracy, an insistence on obedience to a powerful leader, and a strong demagogic approach. Compliments of one of our Eyes

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Apr 11, 2008

Funny Business

We normally don't talk about stuff like this. In fact, we've only mentioned it once that we can remember. Last time - coincidentally just about a year ago - we were just a little miffed to say the least (read it here). This time we think it's hilarious.

According to our Eyes the boys up on the 5th floor have asked Journal Reporter T.J. Wilham for a bit of a favor. They would like him to use his investigative prowess to find your ever lovable Eye. Yep, T.J. is on the case and looking for yours truly.

Why do we think it's funny this time? Well, last time they were using department personnel and resources to seek out our identity in what could only be deemed an illegal investigation of a private citizen exercising their First Amendment rights. That's a big no-no folks that can land someone in the clink. This time they're so desperate that they've called in Wilham to try to accomplish what they have thus far failed to do - get a look at The Eye.

Wilham is a reporter working for a private company. If the Journal wants to pay him to seek us out they've got every right to do so. But somehow we can't imagine T.J.'s bosses caring much about the likes of us, so this is probably more along the lines of a personal favor. Perhaps it's even a form of repayment for getting some exclusive stories out of the folks on the fifth floor.

Who knows... T.J. might even be successful in tracking us down as we lurk the halls of power and spy on the very public business that goes on down at city hall. There is one thing that's sure though - after all this time they still don't know who we are.

Don't worry - we won't let it go to our head. We talk about far too many serious things to take ourself (or is it ourselves) too seriously.