Pynchon's back catalogue

[Robin Landseadel]

On Jul 27, 2009, at 6:33 PM, Paul Mackin wrote:
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> Please stop shouting.

	"What, you—you guys gamble, w-with federal funds? Holy cow,
	 maybe there is a budget squeeze around here!"

	"We're nobody's protégé this administration, State Department
	hates our ass, NSC thinks we're scum, if Customs don't steal it
	out from under us, Justice and FBI try to either run it or fuck it up,
	and frankly," lowering his voice, "notice how cheap coke has
	been since '81? However in the world do you account for that?"

	"Roy! Is you're sayin' the President himself is duked into some
	deal? Quit foolin'! Next you'll be tellin' me George Bush."

	Roy kept a prop Bible on his desk, useful when he needed to
	get along with the born-agains in the Agency. He opened it and
	pretended to read. "Harken unto me, read thou my lips, for verily
	I say that wheresoever the CIA putteth in its meathooks upon
	the world, there also are to be found those substances which
	God may have created but the U.S. Code hath decided to
	control. Get me? Now old Bush used to be head of CIA, so you
	figure it out."
	Vineland, pages 353/354