I'm just sitting here quietly minding my own business, when you know who just has to stick his camera lens into my business again, for crying out loud. I mean, shit, I'm feeling bad enough that Jack Kerouac has been dead for 38 years. Here's what white wine boy has just left on my cyber doorstep, he just couldn't stop after the info for the previous post.
The “new” strategy of surging troops in Baghdad has simply wasted more lives and bought some time for the president. His strategy boils down to keeping as many of our soldiers engaged as possible, in order to stave off definitive defeat in Iraq before January 2009.
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As we watched the pressure build on President Bush, looked toward the additional challenges we expect him to face over the next 18 months, and pondered his tendency to disregard the law and the Constitution, we felt very much in need of professional help in trying to estimate what kinds of decisions he is likely to make.
Dr. Frank, it turned out, had been thinking along the same lines,....
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Parental discretion advised. The outlook is not only somber but potentially violent—and includes all manner of threats born of George W. Bush’s mental state (as well as the unusual relationship he has with his vice president).
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George W. Bush is without conscience....
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George W. Bush seems also to be without shame.
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He lies—not just to us, but to himself as well. What makes lying so easy for Bush is his contempt—for language, for law, and for anybody who dares question him.
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What gets lost in this process is growth—the George W. Bush of 2007 is exactly the same as the one of 2001. Helen Thomas has said that of all the presidents she has covered over the years, Bush is the least changed by his job, by his experience. This is why there is no possibility of dialogue or reasoning with him.
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He has always had a sadistic streak: from blowing up frogs, to shooting his siblings with a b-b-gun, to branding fraternity pledges with white-hot coat hangers.
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A good rule of thumb for when a man needs to lose weight is when his titties are bigger than his girl friend's. Just thought the world needed to know that at this moment.
Don't you wish it were 1967 again so you could have a "extremely brief time out" to get away from this crap.
How bad could 1967 been?
Nice try, but "that" timeout had nothing to do with getting away from crap, so there. Oh, I suppose one could imagine this as a clue, but I wouldn't be holding my breath. In fact, gin does a good job of getting me away, plus a few grandpa's little helpers.
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