Wednesday, May 24, 2006
The Subtle Value Of Nonsense
One would think that after three decades of tireless search, endless leads and clever clues, we would simply give up and realize that Jimmy Hoffa was never buried in some remote location in the Andes in order to cast a shadow of mystery on future generations of gumshoes.
Whoever offed the Hoffa, probably tossed him into a wood chipper and repainted his barn with the airborne debris. I mean seriously, why wouldn't you spend your time searching for a buried treasure which at the end of the day may afford you a new pair of cuff links.
Regardless, I must admit that fiasco after farce fiasco, I am pleased that the search continues. Particularly because it produces moments like this.
And I laugh, and it is good.
(Pulled from The Moderate Voice)
Whoever offed the Hoffa, probably tossed him into a wood chipper and repainted his barn with the airborne debris. I mean seriously, why wouldn't you spend your time searching for a buried treasure which at the end of the day may afford you a new pair of cuff links.
Regardless, I must admit that fiasco after farce fiasco, I am pleased that the search continues. Particularly because it produces moments like this.
And I laugh, and it is good.
(Pulled from The Moderate Voice)
