...about the possibility of someone conducting successful psyops on legislators. The nightmare goes like this (shamelessly lifted from a comment on this post from frequent commenter-from-Terra Australis, Argent):
Sekrit Si-opz Masta: Senator, see this medal, I want you to relax and keep your eyes on it. Back and forth. Back and forth.
A Stupendous Senator: Nice medal, I earned one when I dodged sniper fire..
Masta: You are getting sleepier.. and sleepier... you feel like you're in the senate. Obama is speaking again and it's already been three hours....
Senator: <snore>
Masta: It is time for your to go back. Go back to your childhood back back and feel how you feel when you were a child.
Senator: I feel the same.
Masta: Er.. try to feel how it was when you were small.
Senator: Before I was elected? It was horrible. No gifts from companies and unions. I had to buy from Walmart and there was no room service.
Masta: Well let's just cut down to what you must do. For now you lost the election and are totally under my power. Mwahahahaha.
Masta: You will try to win this war. You will not run away.
Senator: <struggles>
Masta: You will work hard to represent your constituents and not line your own pocket
Senator: <pain is evident on the Senator's face>
Masta: You will balance the budget!
Senator: <Wakes up and screams>
Bought stock in Replacement Keyboards and Monitors, Inc., did we?
And just when I got the keyboard all dried out, too...
Cheers
So far I've not needed to buy replacements. But, one day, he'll catch me in a weak moment and all will be lost.
I really liked the last two lines.