In a dark corner of Washington filled with ghostly Grey light, the remnants of could have and should have been lie in dusty heaps. The hollow and empty skeletons of forgotten political careers. Where all would be great leaders careers go to die. A place filled with forgotten slogans and scandal ridden files filled with half truths. Ghost haunt this place whaling and bemoaning their ends. Where never a thought is given to those who ran and lost. The political bone yard is a reminder to all would be giants, of just how far one can fall into obscurity and to what end a political career can come.