Jul. 12th, 2007
This is part of a long-established pattern from this administration: when the public begins to see them for what they are, they scramble to issue a bunch of terrorist attack warnings, so we'll be afraid and give them whatever they want, so they can "protect" us. Perfect example: the stupid security theater in airports isn't about safety (certainly not the War On More Than Three Ounces Of Liquid), it is about keeping people afraid and under control.
And -
To that male protester, I only have this to say. You are neither Christian or a patriot, and your actions defame both.
Seconded.
I'm going to admit to a consistent bit of laziness - I find it hard to keep whining 'yeah, what they said' over and over again.
Particularly when I can't say it any better.
And -
To that male protester, I only have this to say. You are neither Christian or a patriot, and your actions defame both.
Seconded.
I'm going to admit to a consistent bit of laziness - I find it hard to keep whining 'yeah, what they said' over and over again.
Particularly when I can't say it any better.
This is part of a long-established pattern from this administration: when the public begins to see them for what they are, they scramble to issue a bunch of terrorist attack warnings, so we'll be afraid and give them whatever they want, so they can "protect" us. Perfect example: the stupid security theater in airports isn't about safety (certainly not the War On More Than Three Ounces Of Liquid), it is about keeping people afraid and under control.
And -
To that male protester, I only have this to say. You are neither Christian or a patriot, and your actions defame both.
Seconded.
I'm going to admit to a consistent bit of laziness - I find it hard to keep whining 'yeah, what they said' over and over again.
Particularly when I can't say it any better.
And -
To that male protester, I only have this to say. You are neither Christian or a patriot, and your actions defame both.
Seconded.
I'm going to admit to a consistent bit of laziness - I find it hard to keep whining 'yeah, what they said' over and over again.
Particularly when I can't say it any better.
This is part of a long-established pattern from this administration: when the public begins to see them for what they are, they scramble to issue a bunch of terrorist attack warnings, so we'll be afraid and give them whatever they want, so they can "protect" us. Perfect example: the stupid security theater in airports isn't about safety (certainly not the War On More Than Three Ounces Of Liquid), it is about keeping people afraid and under control.
And -
To that male protester, I only have this to say. You are neither Christian or a patriot, and your actions defame both.
Seconded.
I'm going to admit to a consistent bit of laziness - I find it hard to keep whining 'yeah, what they said' over and over again.
Particularly when I can't say it any better.
And -
To that male protester, I only have this to say. You are neither Christian or a patriot, and your actions defame both.
Seconded.
I'm going to admit to a consistent bit of laziness - I find it hard to keep whining 'yeah, what they said' over and over again.
Particularly when I can't say it any better.
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That's the WTF for the day. Scratch that, the year.
Cliff's Dad called me this evening. Just - out of the blue.
That never happens. And I've been agonizing over calling them - thinking I really should, and then talking myself out of it with 'they never call, I'll just be bothering them' - yes, folks, even I do that.
When Cliff died, that side of the family just kind of rolled up the sidewalks and went home.
I'll call them this weekend and talk more.
And I really need to move that trip to Switzerland to the front burner.
STUNNED.
Cliff's Dad called me this evening. Just - out of the blue.
That never happens. And I've been agonizing over calling them - thinking I really should, and then talking myself out of it with 'they never call, I'll just be bothering them' - yes, folks, even I do that.
When Cliff died, that side of the family just kind of rolled up the sidewalks and went home.
I'll call them this weekend and talk more.
And I really need to move that trip to Switzerland to the front burner.
STUNNED.
That's the WTF for the day. Scratch that, the year.
Cliff's Dad called me this evening. Just - out of the blue.
That never happens. And I've been agonizing over calling them - thinking I really should, and then talking myself out of it with 'they never call, I'll just be bothering them' - yes, folks, even I do that.
When Cliff died, that side of the family just kind of rolled up the sidewalks and went home.
I'll call them this weekend and talk more.
And I really need to move that trip to Switzerland to the front burner.
STUNNED.
Cliff's Dad called me this evening. Just - out of the blue.
That never happens. And I've been agonizing over calling them - thinking I really should, and then talking myself out of it with 'they never call, I'll just be bothering them' - yes, folks, even I do that.
When Cliff died, that side of the family just kind of rolled up the sidewalks and went home.
I'll call them this weekend and talk more.
And I really need to move that trip to Switzerland to the front burner.
STUNNED.
That's the WTF for the day. Scratch that, the year.
Cliff's Dad called me this evening. Just - out of the blue.
That never happens. And I've been agonizing over calling them - thinking I really should, and then talking myself out of it with 'they never call, I'll just be bothering them' - yes, folks, even I do that.
When Cliff died, that side of the family just kind of rolled up the sidewalks and went home.
I'll call them this weekend and talk more.
And I really need to move that trip to Switzerland to the front burner.
STUNNED.
Cliff's Dad called me this evening. Just - out of the blue.
That never happens. And I've been agonizing over calling them - thinking I really should, and then talking myself out of it with 'they never call, I'll just be bothering them' - yes, folks, even I do that.
When Cliff died, that side of the family just kind of rolled up the sidewalks and went home.
I'll call them this weekend and talk more.
And I really need to move that trip to Switzerland to the front burner.
STUNNED.


