Escaping Flatland: The poetry of Donald Rumsfeld

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Friday, March 12, 2004

The poetry of Donald Rumsfeld

I heard this on NPR while driving to work this morning. It is irresitably hilarious! Secretary of State Donald Rumsfeld (unintentially) regales the press corps with poems daily. Here's a sampling...

The Unknown
As we know,
There are known knowns.
There are things we know we know.
We also know
There are known unknowns.
That is to say
We know there are some things
We do not know.
But there are also unknown unknowns,
The ones we don't know
We don't know.

—Feb. 12, 2002, Department of Defense news briefing

According to slate.com, a San Francisco-based pianist has put the words to music as well. Droll Neo-classical music :). See npr.org for more.

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