Continuing the expeditions of Jeff MacNelly, James Kilpatrick, and Eugene McCarthy, with apologies.

The Blue (or Red) Wave

Moving with some force after it gathers momentum, this creature also gathers a flock as it moves. Its crest, bristling with static electricity, accumulates all kinds of unlikely fellow travelers, and its coat-like tail feathers are known to carry lesser species to fairer weather. Migrating only in political seasons great change, the species arrives to roost in November and remains for irregular intervals that are seemingly governed only by instinct. It stays until it feels the political winds changing. The blue and red variations of the species are essentially similar, and aside from color, differing only in the affiliation of the stowaways attached to them.

 

-Danny Grosso

Continuing the expeditions of Jeff MacNelly, James Kilpatrick, and Eugene McCarthy, with apologies.

The Moral Imperative

Impressively muscled with a volcanic temper, the mercurial M.I. acts with abandon when aroused, showing an uncanny ability to destroy long held political niceties and norms. A fierce adherence to its own sense of mission makes it an irresistible force during times of legislative conflict, and an ascendant M.I. has sent many formerly intransigent legislators into political exile.

The creature appears irregularly, but sightings may be expected after electoral upheaval or military emergency. The M.I. is the flag around which disparate sets of partisans rally. Its sense of superiority is infectious to those that share its policy interests and to political thrill seekers wishing to ride the wildest winds of change. That said, its closest relationships are found among members of the media, who provide the M.I. with the fawning adoration it uses to fuel its very egocentric existence.

 

-Danny Grosso