alpha males tunnel to freedom

You can tell a lot about a man from the hole he hides in when the going gets tough. Say you are the not-so-beloved leader of a Middle Eastern country. Imagine your country is being attacked (liberated) by a much larger country. The much larger country has bombs the size of minivans and they are dropping them everywhere, all day long, hoping you'll eventually be under one. Where do you go? Since your gross national product is tied up in leopard skin bedding and heroic statuary of you looking all bronze-like, your hiding hole options are limited. You may seek asylum in a modest earthen opening, finished off with a plywood ceiling slab. Cozy. Classic dig-it-yourselfer. Disposed? You could be home now! But what if you're a rich white guy and you are second in command of the larger country. You know, the country actively spending down its virtuous WMD stockpile to rid the world of your bad WMD? Congrats! You are Dick “over easy” Cheney. When you’re feeling vulnerable, you don’t crawl into just any hole in the ground. You go down, down, down to your sprawling underground fortress; a state of the art “undisclosed location” paid for by taxes collected from the rank and file, who won’t even notice you are gone. They will be too busy looking out the windows of their (alas) above-ground bungalows, wondering in unison why the sky is all purply and glowing. It’s good to be almost King.