GUNJEL LEBJUM The men and women wearing pinstripes in those hallowed halls Seek to deceive us like zebras gathered at a water hole But we know that things are never black and white. That the elephant bellowing in the brush Is every bit as gray as the jackass kicking up the dust All wishing to bewilder us by displays of pretended sharp relief of shadow and light Though they are sunk to the waist in muds again made in America. O where are you now Buckminster Fuller? Washington Zoo could use a crafty hand. Someone to solve this jungle jumble.