I have seen exactly this text in 1998. Unlike wine, jokes do not age well.
Well, the Washington Press Corps is all a twitter about it again!
Me too. I think it was called "Administratium" back then.
What makes a joke old is the fact it is funny. If it isn't funny it isn't repeated.
Once critical morass is attained the resulting levels of mass destruction attained are nearly indescribable.
Detonation of such devices causes a massive implosion, sucking all energy, resources and common sense within a blast radius of many miles depending upon the size of the device. Blast equivalents are measured in mega-dollars and giga-dollars. Weapons of kilo-dollar size were deemed obsolete decades ago.
Damage is produced by Heat (Measured in Fines and Paperwork), the Initial Blast (Measured in OSHAs) and Fallout (Measured in regs ((Short for regulations)).
Delivery Systems for such weapons are usually in the form of Lawyers and bureaucrats located in hardened underground bases called Law Firms or Agency Buildings.