Entry 1145

"Lost, lost I tell you. Without the support of the people Operation Enduring Digitarti will be lost and the world will never know the truth!"

And so it is he pines away broke, alone and crying in his Oval Office tiny room, a broken desperate man with an army of blood thirsty writers awaiting his next command. What evil lurks in the heart of a desperate poet?

Today's installment of Operation Enduring Digitari was made possible by... Who does this guy think he is, Santa Claus? Nobody is going to sponsor this crap!