I had a dream.
I was out running on a country road.
A back country highway, it was.
Beautiful day - no clouds, thrushes singing and answering, the smell of cow manure wafting up from the manure streak down the middle of the road, a slight breeze mixing the manure with a flowery scent.
I think I heard John Denver singing.
"West Virginia, mountain mama..."
That lyric wafted across the beautiful green mountains, most of them truncated and surrounded by heaps of slag.
"Welcome to West Virginia" I heard someone say; then the someone cleared his (it was a man, of course) throat.
It wasn't John Denver this time, but this one was also singing; he sounded like Jimmy Buffet.
"Yonder stands Joe Manchin
"With a dram glass in his hand
"He pretends that he's a Democrat
"But that's not what he am".
Then there was another voice; this time it was a woman.
The woman spoke; she had a West Virginia accent, but it was obvious that it was Dame Judy Dench.
"If we had wanted to have another asshole in the Senate, we would have voted for a republican".
I just kept running.
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