Confabulation

I've spent all morning writing and deleting.  What remains are some confused ideas about sexual misconduct, the theory of transference and the Three Card Monte, politicians' fear of big financial institutions, the Country Club faction of The Tea Party, media pandering to the marketplace. . . oh, well. . . you can see what a mess I presumed to explain over my morning coffee.  It is what I'm thinking about, but as I see now, not very concisely.  But what I think I wanted to say is that the personal easily wins out over something complexly global.  That doesn't even come out right.  I give up.  And I hear the factory warning whistle.  I don't want to be late, times being what they are and all.  

I'll just leave you with this.  You can figure out the other stuff for yourself.