Dear George,
Visionaries founded America; administrators are overseeing her decline.
Wisdom drives the visionary; details drive the administrator.
The visionary is passionate about ideals; the administrator is passionate about policy.
The visionary cares about ethics; the administrator cares about proper interpretation.
The visionary builds communities; the administrator builds departments.
The visionary embraces the public; the administrator manipulates demographics.
In short, George, the administrator is your John the Baptist who has prepared the way for your rule. The top priority for the administrator is to have a policy to execute. Whether this policy is sane or insane is irrelevant as long as it to if-thens itself from idiocy to idiocy in a linear and rational manner.
The crossed “t” and the dotted “i” matter more to the administrator than the suffering the policy causes. It is of no concern if the policy liberates or oppresses. In the grey amorality of the administrator’s world, proper implementation is all.
For him, slaughter is bloodless; gore is wrapped in neat plastic packages and kept in a back room, out of sight.
The administrator is fastidious about the proper execution of policy as he squeezes the spirit out of the letter, leaving only the dry rattle of value-free words. This is why, in our postmodern age, fastidiousness is the midwife of oppression.
In days past, visionaries were honored. Now they are put on Prozac to numb the turmoil they experience whenever they get out of their recliners long enough to notice America’s disintegration.
Without the administrator, the Patriot Act, the Military Commissions Act, and all of your other executive orders, signing statements, and Justice Department directives would be mere sheets of paper. The administrator breathes life into them.
Without out your penultimate administrators, senators Schumer and Feinstein, Michael Mukasey would still be on the bench instead of heading up the Justice Department that so skillfully rationalizes your every outrage. The poor senators simply could not entertain the idea of a department floundering without an administrator in charge. Morality mean nothing.
No booming cannon brought down America. The rustle of paper did.
Your admirer,
Belacqua Jones
6:25:02 AM 
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