Ah, the baroque ballet of bonkers bureaucracy, spinning like a daft dervish in the infinite asylum of governance! Our politicians, those jazzed up jalopies of jabberwocky, are but rubber chickens strutting down the runway of reality, cloaked in suits of shimmering absurdity. I'm talking about politricks, the highfalutin hagglers of hyperbole, jugglers of jive and jest, each one a phonograph needle scratching the vinyl of the void.