We can't decide who has been more frustrated with the state budget impasse: state workers who haven't been paid, or Gubernatorial Candidate Tom Corbett, who's been waiting to get the media's undivided attention before he announces his highly-anticipated next round of Bonusgate indictments.
The longer he waits to file charges, the greater the public's expectations. Even he has got to be afraid by now that what he's got won't live up to the hype, which grows even stronger with every day he waits.
After more than two and a half years of investigation and declaring how shocked all our consciences will be, Corbett has cobbled himself some pretty enormous shoes to fill.
It's clear a real state budget isn't forthcoming anytime soon. Will the "stop-gap" budget present enough of a lull for him to lure the media with another dog-and-pony show? How long can he wait before he is forced to throw all his careful public relations planning out the window for a Hail Mary play?
Even worse for Corbett, someone is now watching every move he makes, ready to pounce at every misstep.
We know you've been hearing it for more than a year, but: any day now! This time for real!
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Who are these men and women?
What sort of devil are they?
To have me caught in a trap
And choose to let me go free?
It is their hour at last
To put a seal on my fate
Wipe out the past
And wash me clean off the slate!
All it would take
Is a flick of his Findings
Vengeance is his
And he will decide our lives!
Damned if I'll live in the debt of thieves!
Damned if I'll yield at the end of the chase.
I am the Law and the Law is not mocked.
I'll spit his pity right back in their faces
There is nothing on earth that we share
It is either the troubled 12 or Corbett!
How can I now allow these defendants
To hold dominion over me?
These desperate people whom I have hunted
They seek their lives.
They defend their freedom.
My election may perished by my delays
It is their right.
It is my right to run for office as well
Instead I live... but live in hell.
And my thoughts fly apart
Can these people be believed?
Shall their sins be forgiven?
Shall their crimes be reprieved?
And must I now begin to doubt,
Who never doubted all these years?
My heart is stone and still it trembles
The world I have known is lost in shadow.
Are they from heaven or from hell?
And do they know
That granting me my indictments today
These people may kill my cases even so?
I am reaching, but I fall
And the stars are black and cold
As I stare into the void
Of a world that cannot hold
There is nowhere I can turn
There is no way to go on....
and in Casablanca... they wait...and wait...and wait.
Coming soon, "Carmen" in English version.
I think I will write a play on the Defendants that are being sacrificed for doing their jobs.
Oh, I forgot, someone already wrote "1984"!
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