Several years ago, I posted a copy of this 1830 poem by Tennyson called The Kraken:
Below the thunders of the upper deep;
Far, far beneath in the abysmal sea,
His antient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep
The Kraken sleepeth: faintest sunlights flee
About his shadowy sides: above him swell
Huge sponges of millennial growth and height;
And far away into the sickly light,
From many a wondrous grot and secret cell
Unnumber'd and enormous polypi
Winnow with giant arms the slumbering green.
There hath he lain for ages and will lie
Battening upon huge seaworms in his sleep,
Until the latter fire shall heat the deep;
Then once by man and angels to be seen,
In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die.
For a look at a real kraken, click here. This is by far the best looking giant squid I've ever seen. Real footage will be available soon.
MORE FEDERAL BUDGET DRAMA TO COME. But dealing with it by cuts alone is a really bad idea.
GOAT ROPE ADVISORY LEVEL: DEEP