🚀 go-pugleaf

Simple.   They both eagerly await the reguritated mush to be stuck in their
craws by the bird in charge.   
See them all chirping with excitement every day as Mother Lockhart comes out
with his mouthful of mash that has already been digested by the Clinton White
House.
Never questioning, just damn happy to fill their bellies with half digested
truths, out right contradictions, and so many loose ends they wouldn't know
where to even begin questioning what's being shoved down their throats.

Hey Sam, ya got a bit of worm meal hanging on yer chin.  
;-)