Playpenalized Page Pines in Passage

Bushbabied at the airport, the Page pined in the penalty box for hours on the way from Court back home, finally arriving 8 hours later than planned, his suitcase hanging at some of the various airports somewhere on his presidentially altered route.

FRANKLINTON, N.C. - President George W. Bush arrived by helicopter in rural North Carolina Thursday morning, landing amid cornfields - a fitting setting for his ensuing talk on his new energy initiatives. [The Chronicle, The Independent Daily at Duke University, By Victoria Ward, 2/23/07, News Section]

Needless to say, the Page was not at all pleased to have ended his Court visit to the Countess with an encounter with a bushbaby closure of an entire airport and its airspace for an hour to return from some cornfield where a Danish company is producing fartable energy for American overconsumption of fuel-inefficient automobiles. The number of plastic bags, styrofoam cups, and other various articles made of plastic (a petroleum product after all) thrown away by the Chicks of Chicora Court on any one day represent enough discarded petroleum to power a small village in most parts of the world.

The result of the publicity hungry bushbaby warrior's visit was the waste of fuel tanks full of jet fuel for innumerable passenger jets in the area and beyond. The delays rippled over to Washington, Newark, and New York airports at least, and probably to others as well. A group of 25 high-school students starting out from RDU for a class trip to Rome for study of the ancient ruins there lost one entire day of their stay, as such a large group could no longer be booked out of New York that evening after missing their connection because of a 4-hour-late arrival at JFK. My own journey was prolonged by a full 8 hours, and many many others on many other planes lost valuable time; planes flew without their planned passenger load, others were overfilled, others were cancelled because their crews were stuck at the wrong place along with thousands of passengers.

The bushbaby playpen just can't do anything right.

(Even though I had to wait another day for my bag, I did have the pleasure of flying Air France instead of Delta, as I had planned: this was somewhat of a compensation, as I could eat what I could stomach, given my nerves, of excellent food with real flatware instead of having to use the famous Delta plastic forks, knives, and spoons on that airline's food-material a hacksaw would have trouble making pieces of.)

So I was glad to learn that the Southern Co-Ed did a good job of standing in for the Lady-in-Waiting attending the Countess last night and wish them excellent time with the radiance at Court. The Countess deserves every bit of fun she can get!