M. DF,
It is true that Cambodia is a country so small that even now we lack the scientific instruments sensitive enough to measure its height, its depth, its teeny weeny width. It is rumored that Cambodia actually lacks a third dimension and turning it sideways hides it from view. To find Cambodia one must believe, and not to believe not only vanishes Cambodia from the seared recesses of the brainpan, but Tinkerbell also perishes.
No, Mr. Kerry believes and Cambodia jumps to life, the air perfumed with wild orchid and napalm. Portside can be heard tiny tigers and tinier gaur, and tinier yet elephants stealthily moving like lumbering neutrinos in a lush tropical forest half the size of a muon. As Mr. Kerry settles on Santa's lap in the USO cantina, a platoon of egg-nogg besotted ARVN welders jumps atop his head and begins the painful searing that will trap these deliriant memories within. Years later in the midst of a presidential election, an exorcism conducted in the blogosphere successfully detaches Mr. Kerry forever from his personal derangements.
Oh, and very nice work it is.
Regards,
DGB