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The Twelve Days of Halliburtonmas

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Fund for Local Reporting! On the twelfth day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: twelve no-bid contracts asmellin’.



On the eleventh day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: eleven cost overruns arunnin’.



On the tenth day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: ten insurgents insurgin’.



On the ninth day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: nine CFOs acookin’.



On the eigth day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: eight tanker trucks overchargin’.



On the seven day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: seven war profiteers aprofitin’.



On the sixth day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: six Pentagon auditors awhitewashin’.



On the fifth day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: five broken pipelines.



On the fourth day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: four bawling Kurds.



On the third day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: three French freezeouts.



On the second day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: two dead doves.



On the first day of Halliburtonmas, my true corporation gave to me: a chickenhawk in a date palm tree.



James K. Sayre

Oakland