Undercover Work

Plotter:    I'm just really pissed off and mad.
FBI Guy: Who are you mad at?
Plotter:    I don't know, I'm just mad.
FBI Guy: Are you mad at the Jews?
Plotter:    Yeah, I'm really pissed of at the Jews.
FBI Guy: Are you mad about Afghanistan?
Plotter:    Yeah, that too. I hate about Afghanistan.
FBI Guy: What do you want to do about it?
Plotter:    I don't know, man, can't do nothing.
FBI Guy: Well, there must be something you could do.
Plotter:    Nope ain't nuntin. Gimme another beer.
FBI Guy: You could bomb something.
Plotter:    I ain't got no airplane, man.
FBI Guy: No, I mean plant a bomb and blow up something.
Plotter:    Well, who the f--k would I blow up?
FBI Guy: Who are you mad at?
Plotter:    I forgot. Gimme another beer.
FBI Guy: You're mad at Jews and about Afghanistan.
Plotter:    So I'm going to blow up Afghanistan?
FBI Guy: No, dipwad, blow up some Jews.
Plotter:    Hmmm. Okay, but I don't know any Jews.
FBI Guy: I can find you some Jews, don't worry.
Plotter:    So, how do I blow them up, then?
FBI Guy: Don't worry, I can get you a bomb.
Plotter:    Can you get me an airplane, too?
FBI Guy: Not that kind of *!#!$^&*# bomb!
Plotter:    Okay, calm down man, have a beer.

Headline: FBI Informant Penetrates Terrorist Plot.

California goverment is dysfunctional in many ways, I admit that. But we don't allow the FBI to come onto our turf to play cowboys and indians with out-of-work drug addicts, and then give them pretend bombs so that we can charge them with "employing weapons of mass destruction." That New York crap is just plain buffoonery.