Rene Descartes had a lesser-known thought, likely far down the pantheon ladder than, say, from The Cogito, and which is essentially this: If my senses sometimes deceive me, then it's possible they always deceive me.
Which has nothing really to do with my thought on the Cloris Leachman of Congress, Jane Harman, who must've pissed off some Intel bastard, who in turn leaked to the public her being wiretapped making sausages with an Israeli agent... except to say that if the bastard leaked on her, then it's possible s/he will, when the time comes, leak on the other 534 stupid bastards that are also members of Congress, and who almost certainly were thoroughly wiretapped as well.
This could get ugly.
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