The speaker told reporters that she did not learn about the Massa allegations until Wednesday.When I read this, I was thinking, where have I heard that before? Oh, I know! On an essay by Tom Simon about Michael Moorcock's criticism of Tolklien. "What does Michael Moorcock have to do with Nancy Pelosi?" you may ask. Well, the answer is "nothing that I know of." However, in the essay there is a wonderful passage quoted from Tolklien's Farmer Giles of Ham:
“I asked my staff; I said, ‘Have there been any rumors about any of this before?’” Pelosi said. “There had been a rumor, but just that, no formal notification to our office that anything — a one-, two-, three-person-removed rumor that had been reported to Mr. Hoyer’s office that had been reported to my staff, which they didn’t report to me, because, you know what? This is rumor city. Every single day, there are rumors. I have a job to do and not to be the receiver of rumors.”
But more news came in next day. The dragon, it appeared, was exceptionally large and ferocious. He was doing terrible damage.The lame excuses of the knights remind me more than a little of Pelosi's excuses for why she has continued to tolerate all of the crooks in her caucus. It's going to be the most ethical Congress in history, real soon now.
‘What about the King’s knights?’ people began to say.
Others had already asked the same question. Indeed, messengers were now reaching the King from the villages most affected by Chrysophylax, and they said to him as loudly and as often as they dared: ‘Lord, what of your knights?’
But the knights did nothing; their knowledge of the dragon was still quite unofficial. So the King brought the matter to their notice, fully and formally, asking for necessary action at their early convenience. He was greatly displeased when he found that their convenience would not be early at all, and was indeed daily postponed.
Yet the excuses of the knights were undoubtedly sound. First of all, the Royal Cook had already made the Dragon’s Tail for that Christmas, being a man who believed in getting things done in good time. It would not do at all to offend him by bringing in a real tail at the last minute. He was a very valuable servant.
‘Never mind the Tail! Cut his head off and put an end to him!’ cried the messengers from the villages most nearly affected.
But Christmas had arrived, and most unfortunately a grand tournament had been arranged for St. John’s Day: knights of many realms had been invited and were coming to compete for a valuable prize. It was obviously unreasonable to spoil the chances of the Midland Knights by sending their best men off on a dragon-hunt before the tournament was over.
After that came the New Year Holiday.
But each night the dragon had moved; and each move had brought him nearer to Ham. On the night of New Year’s Day people could see a blaze in the distance. The dragon had settled in a wood about ten miles away, and it was burning merrily. He was a hot dragon when he felt in the mood.