The Complete Tales of Uncle Remus.

Pompeii

The Discoverers

The Killer Angels.

Jackdaws.

The Man Who Flew the Memphis Belle.

Good for me.

Latino groups in North Carolina are challenging attempts by the state to make it hard for illegal aliens to get a driver's license.

Lawsuits by the Durham-based Latino Community Credit Union and Latino Community Development Center ask a judge to block ID restrictions from taking effect next week, the Associated Press reported.

The state should not make it hard for illegal aliens to get a driver's license, they should make it impossible.

Side note: When I moved to North Carolina, I was required to take both the written and visual examination to obtain my driver's license. After doing so, the examiner said to me - "Do you see that kid (alien of undetermined status) over there? He was in here yesterday, and I failed him. Do you think he learned to drive overnight?"

HaHaHa!!!

Via Kim du Toit

Here's where I've been and not been.

I once attempted to drive up the coast from San Diego to Alaska, and we made it as far as the Yukon. That was a good trip. Never tried to drive to Hawaii. I've got to hit Vermont during a Fall, and Delaware if I ever incorporate.

This is a Beautiful Country.

Generate your own map here.

Give me a break! I know this is all over the place, but....

Another Whacko in cyberspace.

Three boys were suspended for bringing to school miniature toy guns from G.I. Joe action figures.

This is absolutely stupid.

A young woman was about to finish her first year of college. Like so many others her age she considered herself to be a very liberal Democrat and had
grown to be in strong favor for the distribution of all wealth in America. She felt deeply ashamed that her father was rather staunch conservative which she expressed openly.

One day she was challenging her father on his beliefs and his opposition to
higher taxes on the rich and more welfare programs. In the middle of her heart-felt diatribe based upon the lectures she had from her far left professors at her school, he stopped her and asked her point blank, how she was doing in school.

She answered rather haughtily that she had a 4.0 GPA, and let him know that
it was tough to maintain. That she had to study all the time, never had time to go out and party like other people she knew. She didn't even have time for boyfriends and didn't really have many college friends because of spending all her time studying. That she was taking a more difficult curriculum.

Her father listened and then asked, "How is your friend Mary."

She replied, "Mary is barely getting by", she continued, "all she has is barely a 2.0 GPA" adding, "and all she takes are easy classes and she never studies." To explain further she continued emotionally, "But Mary is so very popular on campus, college for her is a blast, she goes to all the parties all the time and very often doesn't even show up for classes because she is too hung over."

Her father then asked his daughter, "Why don't you go to the Dean'soffice and ask him to deduct a 1.0 off your 4.0 GPA and give it to her friend who only had a 2.0." He continued, "That way you will both have a 3.0 GPA and certainly that would be a fair equal distribution of GPA."

The daughter, visibly shocked by the father's suggestion, angrily fired back, "That wouldn't be fair! I worked really hard for mine, I did without, and Mary has done little or nothing, she played while I worked really hard!" Her father slowly smiled and said, "Welcome to the Republican Party."

Author unknown.

Jack has produced some of the best material I've read in a long time.

Trust me.

Pleasant melancholy and the Black Pit of Despair - Part I: The seeds are sown

Trust me again.

Pleasant melancholy and the Black Pit of Despair - Part II: The road has no signs

And again

Pleasant melancholy and the Black Pit of Despair Part III: The chain is forged

There is a guy out here in the blogosphere I've read for a long time. As a matter of fact, he is one reason I started this piddly ass blog. His friends think he is in trouble. Whether he knows it or not - his friends are people who care about him. Apparently, he doesn't realize it.

Everyone seems to be blogging about it, but doing nothing.

I think Key might have to make a short road trip.

Someone needs to cut to the chase, and stop the the speculating. Either there is, or isn't, a problem. At least she could take a look see, and then you'll know.

Right or wrong - someone has to do it. Agent Key - this will self destruct in....

If he's pretending - that's good - then you can be pissed. If he's not - then the trip will be well worth it.

Of course - he could be faking it.

And most probably - I should've kept my mouth shut. But.....

Here is the *UPDATE*

Flattered I am.

Sam has asked me to house-sit in two weeks while he is away, and I have eagerly, yet apprehensively accepted.

I only hope that I can do the man justice. I'd hate to disappoint my blog-darling.

Hey, ya know--this is an alright pad. You'd better watch your back, man. I might get comfy here. In twelve days, then...

-Key in the house!

This is one reason the French did not support the coalition. They knew, sooner or later, we'd find proof of their involvement with Saddam's regime after the sanctions were put in place.

The evidence is mounting, remember this.

The French cannot be trusted, period. Not in the past, not in the present, and not in the future. Some people believe we should involve 'em in the war, and the reconstruction of Iraq. That is ridiculous...

France is directly responsible for the loss of American lives...remember the Libya mission when France refused to let us over fly their airspace? Remember the illegal arms sales to Iraq, and who knows what else? Remember, the French hate Americans.

The USA just needs to take them out of the loop. To hell with 'em.

I feel better now.

These people think so. I think it's a good story.

24 January 2004: On 22 January 2004, we first reported a story that the major press discounted as quickly as US officials denied the "rumor" that Osama bin Laden was in US custody. In the face of denials by the US, and "presuming" that such a large story could never be kept quiet, why would we even suggest that this "rumor" could be true?

They invite you to review some of the evidence that they collected here.

You know, if I lived in the country Howard "the Coward" Dean believes he lives in; it would be a horrible place. I do not live there. Never could - never would.

This guy is way out there.

But, he'd have been a slam-dunk for Bush.

What happens now?

What do you think?

Talk to me...

Is this normal - do you attract the same type? I don't really care about this POS, but check out his comments on the Memo from Israel to Palestine. I'm just curious what you think.

Memo from Israel to Palestine

Like I said, there are some whacko's out there. This is tame in comparison to others I've received.

Spinnaker flying is one of the most lifting flights I’ve ever taken.

All you need is some decent air (wind), one medium to large sailboat, preferably a “masthead rig”, a boson’s chair, and (preferably) a tri-radial spinnaker.

1. Anchor off the stern.
2. Attach boson’s chair to the clews of the sail. No guy, no pole for this.
3. Enter the water off the bow, sit in the boson’s chair (with the sail collapsed), and release the sheets.

You will be launched from water level, to the height of the mast…in about 1 second…

Then, you can control horizontal and vertical movement by manipulating the sheets.

What’s funny is this: the force of the launch usually leaves whatever you’re wearing around your ankles, so boys, and girls (if you’re wearing a bikini); you just might be flying naked.

The only way to pull ‘em up is to bail, and most of the time, when you bail – you’re bottoms are lost forever.

We’ve thrown many a towel overboard.

Anyway, it just takes a couple of times before you get the feel of it.

It’s too much fun and too many laughs. Everyone always has a good time.

Here we go again, and this one could be bad. If it logs keystrokes, as some suspect, you know what that could mean.

Here's the deal.

*UPDATE*

My virus pattern file and damage cleanup pattern file, for Windows, have been updated 5 times since 12:49 PM on MON 01/26.

I've received about three hundred so far.

Some of them are .zip attachments.

This is just one reason I believe Linux is the only way to go for networked systems.

des Brierfleckens

Now, this is interesting.

The sport involves riding the airwaves and performing gymnastics on a snowboard-like board after freefalling out of a plane at about 13,000ft.

This is Radical.

Howard "the Coward" Dean says the Iraqi Standard of Living is "a lot worse" now. Howard - the key here is "Living".

Had to do it. Midnight Rambler? - Nope...

Excerpt:

...so what I'm trying to do is just try to enjoy walking along and enjoy the moment...

All of it is here.

I sliced up a bunch of vegatables and threw 'em in. Topped it off with a big ass slab of cow. Cooked 12 hours.

I still chanted over the corn bread. Ain't nothing like a cast iron skillet.

Delicious!!!

"It seemed that my virginity was something really valuable yet at the same time something I could do without."

Now, this is wierd.

If you'll check my "Countdown" on the left sidebar, you'll know why. I'm ready for some Limbo in La La Land. You know – the kind with the stick…

I'm so fortunate - I've got great friends.

Ten of us are having a "Meet Up" in the British West Indies, for ten days.

…and, all the girls get along with each other...all the boys get along with each other...all the girls get along with all the boys...and all the boys get along with all the girls.

We're going to have a GOOD time.

We have an Ice Storm approaching...ETA tomorrow morning. Last year we had two, and my power was out for 4 and 3 days respectively. All the trees around here were topped as a result of those storms, so there's really nothing left to fall...but you never know. What didn't come down with the ice came down with Isabel. Yeap - hurricane this far inland - it was blowing 80 mph ...strange. I can tell you though; there won't be a hotel room within 300 miles.

So, we'll just break for the beach.

Bring It On...

Really?

...and liberals in the media would complain about the dislocation of fish.

It’s always the same with these people.

The moral of the story is as follows:

If you take a vacation
And for relaxation
Decide to shake your booty,

‘Twill soon be your loss,
For back home your boss
Will be forced to do his duty.

He will tell you, to wit,
It’d be best if you quit,
That your post you should henceforth resign

For you decided to strip
On your holiday trip,
And the photos have now gone on-line.

So anchors beware,
Don’t let down your hair
Though you’re feeling exuberantly free;

For a spy may be lurking
To punish your shirking
Digitally

Too Funny!

This is a deal...

Like they said - good condition - one owner.

Today is a beautiful day in North Carolina - cool and crisp - you can see for miles.

It reminds me of the first time I rode in a hot air balloon. My friend Julian has one, and Louie and I met him on a day like today - and took off (launched). We ascended to a couple thousand feet, and just drifted with the wind. Beautiful, is all I can say...Peaceful...Quiet...until...

we started floating over populated neighborhoods - and the damn dogs were barking like crazy. From one neighborhood to the next - bark..bark..bark.

Hot Air Balloons drive the dogs F_____g crazy. It was strange.

Anyway, we'd been aloft for about 5 hours and Julian decides it's time to set 'er down. We'd covered, as the crow flies, boo coo miles - and dusk was approaching fast.

We were crossing the river when we spied a field that looked promising for a "landing". Problem was: there were TVA power lines between Earth and us, and it was almost dark.

Let me say - we had a radio, and had been directing the chase vehicle (full of some other friends) all day long. They were toe (lift leg) up - I'm willing to bet. Right.. Right.. no no I meant left.. OK OK good...we see you loud and clear. See not hear - whatever.

The Balloon Driver says - "I see a place where I think we can set 'er down, but everybody get down in the basket - I'm going to go through the top of those trees to bleed off some speed." WTF. Man - he did exactly what he said - we hit those trees and wood was flying everywhere.

We hit Earth, and bounced upside down for about 100 yards.

It was GREAT!!!

An American Is Drinking In A Canadian Bar. He gets a call on his cell phone. He hangs up, grinning from ear to ear & orders a round of drinks for everybody in the bar because, he announces, his wife has just produced a typical American baby boy weighing 25 pounds. Nobody can believe that any new baby can weigh in at 25 pounds, but the American just shrugs, "That's about average down South, folks. Like I said, My boy's a typical American baby boy."
Congratulations showered him from all around & many exclamations of "WOW!" were heard. One woman actually fainted due to sympathy pains. Two weeks later the American returns to the bar. The bartender says "Say, you're the father of that typical American baby that weighed 25 pounds at birth, aren't you? Everybody's been makin' bets about how big he'd be in two weeks. We were gonna call you....so how much does he weigh now?" The proud father answers, "Seventeen pounds." The bartender is puzzled & concerned. "What happened? He already weighed 25 pounds the day he was born."
The American father takes a slow swig from his Budweiser, wipes his lips on his shirt sleeve, leans into the bartender & proudly says, "Had him circumcised".

Captain Kangaroo is gone. He's now with Mr. Greenjeans.

I just got off the phone with the State Department of Revenue. They are assessing me for taxes, penalties and interest - for a year I didn't even live in the state... WTF is going on with this.

This is the perfect example of shit I don't need to deal with, but will be forced to, because they are probably running some obsolete application and can't keep their database synched. Hell, probably all flat files.

Just Kidding - but it is a pain in the ass all the same.

As usual, this is a must read.

My friend Rosen, who is Nepalese, lives in a village on top of a big hill. From there you can see another village on top of another hill. It's a 5-minute helicopter ride between the two, or a 3-DAY hike.

That's some tall hills, eh?

Eric made me remember.

I was in the fifth grade and it was the last day of school. I was headed to Florida with my family the following day for a vacation. My brother and I were looking forward to it - I think my parents were as well.

I'm riding on the back fender of my friend’s bicycle, when we hit a "bump". My foot went into the spokes. I sliced my heel to the bone, which means my Achilles tendon was completely severed. I was wearing shoes.

I'll spare you all of the details...but let me say....I'm (my foot is) still not right...even after surgery and the years. Damn thing just won't stretch out.

It didn't stop me from getting my ass kicked in contact sports, but it did enable me to forecast the weather.

Anyway, it's by far the worst injury I've ever had - and I've had a lot.

Give me a shout if you want to know if it's going to rain.

Excerpt:

"...Exhausted...drunk...and extremely pleased with ourselves after our assault, I sheathed my sword..."

Head on over to the Straight White Guy and read this.

I like a good Black and Tan. I've had many across the Pond, so to speak. There seem to be so many explanations as to how the name originated, I'm still not sure. Go here, and you'll even learn how to pour one.

Everyone expects a wedge of lime with a Mexican beer. I happen to like a little lime in mine, but, originally, the lime was placed on top of the bottle to keep the flying bugs out.

Just want to make sure we're clear on that.

I need some backup on this.

We had a magnificent dinner last night, but my kitchen is still trashed. You know, sometimes, it's OK to leave everything for tomorrow. I've considered the solution that worked every time when I was in college.

Forget cleaning - we'd just throw it all away - pots, pans, dishes, glasses, and silverware - everything.... Hell, once we even threw the table away.

It might happen again.

Laura Ingraham interviewed Zell Miller on Wednesday. He said something like this: Howard Dean knows as much about the South as a Pig does about Sunday.

Food for Thought!

Thanks for the pointer Donnie, he's right.

...speaking of cell phones. If you have a cell phone and give the number to people - Turn the damn thing on!

Having a cell phone that is "turned off" is like having a gun with no bullets.

That dog won't hunt.

I was thinking about what I do for a living. I'm very fortunate - I've got a great job, BUT every time my cell rings I know in the back of my mind that I might have to drop everything and head for an airport.

Damn - for me, this defines 24/7.

Internet Security and "Root Servers".

Go here to learn all about it.

You know - listening to Nancy Pelosi slam Bush after the State of the Union address with words that were obviously written before he even gave the "address", makes me sick. Who does she think she's fooling? What an idiot!

Hey Nancy - "kiss the north end of a duck flying south."

Anyone see Teddy "the Swimmer" Kennedy during the "State of the Union" address?

Disgusting Point Of Sale!

Maybe it should be "Teddy the Shaker"

My friend Key tells it like it is.

I learned to drive when I was twelve years of age. My father had an old Ford with a “three on the tree”, and it was never a problem. Just seemed natural.

Anyway, I was sixteen years and two days old when I had my first crash, wreck, accident - whatever.

My friends and I had driven out to “Huts” in the country to buy some beer. Back then, everyplace had some joint where you could buy beer – no ID, and no questions asked.

We picked up five cases of short Country Clubs, some PBR, and headed back to town. We were ready for a good night. We were cool beyond belief, and we were interested in the Girls. We could “show off” with the best.

I was T-Boned by a friend of mine, (at least I knew him) and it was amazing nobody was killed – much less injured. The damn passenger side door was smashed in all the way to the radio. Knocked Jimbo and me clear into the back seat on top of Billy, Bill, and Terry.

We were dazed and confused, my Mom’s brand new 327 4 barrel Impala was totaled, and so we threw the beer into the ditch. We weren’t really thinking – know what I mean?

The Cops show up and ask what happened? We all lie. They asked where’d this beer come from? We said, we don’t know – it was just here. He leaned over and picked up a can.

Ice Cold? he asked.

We were busted, but they let us go with a promise to call our parents – which they did.

Damn, the times have changed.

Personally, I have a great deal of respect for Ann Coulter. I've read everything she's ever written. She's smart, witty, pulls no punches, and never backs down. I admire these traits in anyone, not just women.

Read this for another perspective.

This was too good!

The IslamoFascists don't recognize borders - neither should Israel.

...who is picking Clark and Edwards - for the Demo Dopeful run.

What do yal'l think? I've got five bucks against.

I'd really like to know, and why.

In a small small nutshell, for end-users:

People often ask me what is the difference between Windows and Linux?

I say, what is the difference between night and day?

They ask, why do people say Linux is more stable?

I say, in Windows - the GUI is part of the kernel (linked with no way to separate - unless you use bullshit safe mode which is limited because the operating system hasn't fully loaded ), so when a misbehaving application crashes or hangs, it freezes (possibly the blue screen of death) the GUI AND the kernel, so you have to reboot or turn the damn thing off to get up and running again. You can't have one without the other.

I say, in Linux - the GUI is not part of the kernel (operating system), so you can run whatever GUI you want. If the GUI seizes up, it doesn’t bring the kernel down. You just kill the misbehaving application - be it the GUI or not - and be on your merry way.

It's really not that complicated - my wife loves Linux. It's kind of like that damn energizer bunny - it just keeps running and running and running.

Cool Stuff!

You never have to reboot.

Anyway, this is the two cent response.

I am a Patriot, and this post is right up my alley.

Following is an excerpt from a Geoffrey Allen post. I could not say it better.

"For as long as I can remember, I've been extremely patriotic. It isn't because I agree with every politician, or think that the US always does the right thing. I think it's just because I appreciate what we have here. Probably more so because I've traveled."

Click here to read it.

Dax is on. This is a great post.

As a matter of fact, I have several. I'm going to break 'em out, go thru 'em, and remember.

Thanks man.

Read this, and tell me - who cares?

I feel obligated to give a short review of M$ Windows XP Operating System.

It SUCKS!!!!!!!

If you must use Windows - use 2000 Professional.

XP is a POS, and I don't mean Point-of-Sale.

I was traveling with two lady friends in Europe. We were in London, (we�d been pub crawling all day) riding in the lower level of a big Red Double Decker bus, and I had to go � know what I mean?

I told the bus driver, �you need to stop and let me off; I need the loo bad - now.�

He said, �no, you have to wait until my next stop.� I asked again and received the same response.

Fortunately, there was no one seated in the back (not that it would've mattered). I went aft past the passengers, anchored each leg against a seat � whipped it out and cut loose.

Well, guess what? He stopped that damn bus, and he was pissed. Excuse the pun.

I hit the back door with my two friends in tow, ran around the corner and disappeared into the first pub we came across and ordered some more pints.

The way I see it; I had two options, and the first one was unacceptable.

While I'm linking - THIS is also a must read.

Good Night.

You must add this and this to your stack.

This is good stuff.

Just in case you've ever wondered:

The de-icing fluid used on aircraft is pink.

The anti-icing fluid used is lime green.

First, you de-ice, then you anti-ice, then you're late.

I guess it's better to be late than dead.

Thanks to Jim for This Must Read.

I’m in the airport sitting at the bar overlooking the runways, it is snowing fairly hard, and I’m ready to go home. Everything is cold – the beer and the food. Damn.

I just had a long conversation with Sgt. So-and-So who just returned from Bosnia, and is headed for Iraq in two weeks. He was in an artillery unit (105 MM Howitzer), but has since been retrained as an MP.

He believes we should not be in Iraq, and they have no WMD. Furthermore, he believes the war is unjust, but said he’ll do anything to support the USA. He wanted to make it clear, that regardless of his beliefs, he was part of a team – and his team has a duty – and he will do whatever is necessary to ensure his team is successful.

He also dropped out on the French. Said he knows firsthand that they are backstabbing cowards by nature.

I asked him why, if he didn’t believe the US was doing the right thing, does he do what he does. His reply was, “I’m an American and a Patriot first, and an individual second. Even though I believe the war is unjust, there are no WMD, and I disagree with the policies of our current administration – these Islamic Radicals must be stopped. I have two young daughters.”

Anyway, I picked up his tab.

Once upon a time I was in a bar. It was a hot summer night, and raining like hell. The place was packed and the service was good. Amazing! Anyway, a couple of guys got crossed up, and drew their guns. The next thing I knew – the guy next to me was dead, (we were shoulder to shoulder) and his brains were splattered all over me. (took an errant .45 to the forehead – missed me by 15 in.) If you’ve never seen gray matter, well I just don’t know what to say. Brains are gooey. I exited the bar (hauled my ass out as fast as I could – had some friends with me as well), and met the 60 year old Cop who was about to retire on the way in with a Billy Club. I said “You’re going to need a little more than that club – they’ve got guns going on in there”. He ran in anyway, turned his ass around, broke for cover, and called for backup. It was like the Wild Wild West.

Bottom Line: 3 DEAD & 2 WOUNDED.

Bad JuJu!

Anyone want to go drinking with me? Shit happens.

Good thing it was raining – I was able to wash in the gutter.

I'm telling you - it will cut right through you. If it is 10 degrees out, and you are hit with a 40 knot blast - it hurts.

I'm ready to go. It's just too damn cold.

Oh Well!

Well - my heat is working, but where I'm going in the morning - 11 degrees.

I'll be out and about for a few days - so y'all be cool with it.

Clue - I hope the sniper is too cold to shoot straight.

My damn heat is still out! Damn!

Sunday night, the ceiling in one of my remote locations collapsed over a couple of servers of mine. They were under a "shower" of water for about seven hours, so they are fried. I'm talking burnt weenie sandwich. Damn!

I've been loading operating systems, SQL databases (and populating them), and applications since Monday morning. And that ain't been going as planned either. Damn!

Monday am., we did physical inventories. Damn!

I've got to do some emergency plane tripping over the next week or so. Damn!

My heat should be restored tomorrow, otherwise my cute ass wife will freeze her cute ass off. Damn!

I guess it could be worse.

I'm submerged, or I'm asleep!

More Later - It's been a HELL of a day!!!

The damn heat in my house is out...

One Space Heater is on full tilt boogie, and the other Dyslexic one, is on full boogie tilt.

Whatever!

I'm new to this, but do y'all get as much weird correspondence as I do? Man, there are some Whackos out there.

Who cares? I'll be here soon.

For around here anyway.

It snowed hard yesterday from 5:00 am. until (about) 2:00 pm. It's all still here - none of it has melted. I have a huge thermometer on a tree in the back yard - it hasn’t moved one degree all day. Not even in the sun.

No big deal - BUT IT WAS 73 degrees five days ago.

Damn, this weather is crazy!

Whap!!!

Thanks to Dragon Bear Cave.

I awoke this morning and it was snowing - hard. My wife made a batch of banana pancakes, and I'm telling ya - good good good.

She took the day off, and I can work virtual, so I'll just be hanging in.

I soaked beans last night for 15 bean soup. Add to the pot a big ass ham bone, make a skillet of jalapeno cornbread, and we're in business.

Great start to the weekend. I think it's time for a cold beverage.

Don't even think about it.

Damn, the right to......

SHE will make you think!

This is just a damn good post.

That is all.

I'm sitting here blogging, and my wife just cruised by and handed me a note.

Sam,

I love you Moore!

Damn - Life is good!

Via Drudge.

Madonna Urges Others to Support Clark; 'Future is At Risk'
Wed Jan 07 2004 23:59:59 ET

I've never done this before. But life is about taking risks is it not?

Is it? Life is about many things.

I know that people seem to pay attention to everything I do. Big or Small. Ridiculous or Sublime. So I am hoping they pay attention to this:

Not me - I could give a shit what you do, how you feel, or what you think. In my book, you're a loser. Everyone knows you got lucky, because you have NO talent.

I am supporting General Wesley Clark for President.

Anyone who cares who you support is demented.

Not only as a "celebrity" but as an American citizen and as a mother. I want my children to grow up with the same opportunities that I had Ð to know and understand what's going on in the world and to travel that world safely and with pride.

Give me a break! You live in England, where you continue to bash the United States. You are a traitor, and should be brought up on charges.

Now I'm asking you to join me.

Kiss the north end of a duck flying south.

I am writing to you because the future I wish for my children is at risk.

Bullshit - you didn't write this - you signed it. We all know you can't write, so don't lie about it.

Our greatest risk is not terrorism and it's not Iraq or the "Axis of Evil." Our greatest risk is a lack of leadership, a lack of honesty and a complete lack of consciousness. Unfortunately our current government cannot see the big picture. They think too small. They suffer from the "what's in it for me?" syndrome. The simple truth is that the current administration has squandered incredible opportunities to bring the world together, to promote peace in regions that have only known war, to encourage health in places that are ravaged with disease, to make us more secure by living up to our principles at home and abroad. The simple truth is that the policies of our current administration do not reflect what is great about America.

You really don't have a clue, do you? You say the Bush administration "squandered incredible opportunities to bring the world together, to promote peace in regions that have only known war, to encourage health in places that are ravaged with disease, to make us more secure by living up to our principles at home and abroad"

Come on, get with the program, your boy Clinton let bin Laden go. If he had been a responsible human being, we wouldn't have the problems we have now. We've been forced to clean up the mess that you and your kind left us.

Thankfully, there is now a candidate running for President who is committed to ensuring that our country lives up to its promise and its people. He is a decorated soldier and a respected diplomatic leader, who has already given 34 years to his country. He is smart and he is good. He has worked hard to get where he is and he is a national hero.

You've given zero years to my country. As a matter of fact - you moved out. Please, STAY OUT and SHUT UP!

A perfect example of the American Dream.

You? Him?

I've never aligned myself with a presidential candidate during the primary season. But this time, the stakes are too high, we have too much to lose and there is so much work to be done.

You must be too high.

I'm supporting General Wesley Clark in 2004 and have committed to do all that I can to help his campaign in the coming months. I ask you to visit his website today to learn about his candidacy, his vision for our nation and the many ways you can get involved.

Yeap - I went there and checked it out. You are both full of shit. At least, he is an American. You, on the other hand, are a traitor.

I've looked at all the Democratic candidates. I respect them all for their dedication and patriotism. But I'm supporting Wes Clark because in him I see the qualifications, character and vision that we so desperately need.

On a first name basis now? How would you know what I need? F__k O_f!

We are a country with incredible promise. As Americans we enjoy opportunities like no other. Unfortunately we take these opportunities for granted. You may not agree with everything I say or do, but whether you're rich or poor, young or old, black or white, gay or straight, I know you share my concern and recognize the need for change.

I don't share your concern at all. I laugh at you, because you are a joke. As far as recognizing "the need for change" - what do you think we're doing? We are changing this mess that you and the people you support got us into in the first place.

Even if you've never been involved with politics before, please consider joining with me. If you can give, give generously. If you can volunteer time, get involved now. And if you can vote, this time... make sure you do.

Did you give generously? Probably so, because losers like you always follow the "Lost Cause".

Wesley Clark has asked for my support and now I'm asking for yours

Right!

Madonna

Use your real name - Coward

PS: Please spread this message to everyone you know.

Don't worry, I spread it to more people I don't know, than I do.

STAY OUT OF MY COUNTRY AND SHUT THE HELL UP. YOU ARE A LOSER!

You've got to read this.

Link via Laura Ingraham.

My good friend from the Southern Hemisphere suspects this is consistent with my views.

What is your take?

Remember - everything spins backwards down there.

I'm Frog and a Toad!