Last year I whined that while the text [haggadah] for our seder last year was progressive enough, discontent with the Pharoh from Texas had not progressed at all.
Last night was different. As we pronouced the 10 plagues, one by one several of the particpants began spontaneously adding new plagues to the list: "Rumsfeld", "Cheney" and so on.
We may yet be free. And it may not take a miracle this time around.