Texas! Our Texas! All Hail the Mighty Republic - El Zorro appears with lightning in the background!! Exciting Stuff!!

(sent by El Zorro to remind us what all this stuff is really about)

Have you ever looked at a map of the world?
Look at Texas  with me just for a second. That picture,
with the Panhandle and the Gulf Coast, and the Red River
and the Rio Grande is as much a part of you as
anything ever will be. As soon as anyone anywhere
in the world looks at it, they know what it is.
It's Texas.

 Pick any kid off the street in
Japan and draw him a picture of Texas in
the dirt, and he'll know what it is. What happens
if I show you a picture of any other state? You
might get it maybe after a second or two, but who
else would? And even if you do, does it ever stir
any feelings in you?

  In every man, woman and child on this planet, there
is a person who wishes just once he could be a
real live Texan and get up on a horse or ride off
in a pickup. There is a little bit of Texas in
everyone.

Texas is the Alamo. Texas is 183 men standing in a
church, facing thousands of Mexican nationals, fighting
for freedom, who had the chance to walk out and
save themselves, but stayed instead to fight and
die for the cause of freedom.

We send our kids to schools named William B. Travis and
James Bowie and Davy Crockett, and do you know why?
Because those men saw a line in the sand and they decided
to cross it and be heroes.

John Wayne paid to do the movie The Alamo himself.
That is the Spirit of Texas.

Texas is Sam Houston capturing Antonio Lopez

 de Santa Ana at San Jacinto.

  Texas has huge forests of Piney Woods like the Davy Crockett
and Sam Houston National Forests.Texas is breathtaking

 mountains in the Big Bend. Texas is the unparalleled beauty of

 bluebonnet fields in the Texas Hill Country.

  Texas is floating the rivers of the Hill Country on a hot summer day.
Texas is the beautiful, warm beaches of the Gulf Coast of South Texas .
Texas is beaches you can drive on and have many memorable

 bonfires with close friends.

  Texas is that warm feeling you get when someone asks where you're from.
Texas is the shiny skyscrapers in Houston and Dallas.

Texas is world record bass from places like Lake Fork .
Texas is Mexican foods like nowhere else, not even Mexico .

  Texas is chicken fried steak and world famous Bar-B-Q.  Texas is the

Fort Worth Stockyards, Bass Hall, the Mort Myerson in Dallas,
The Ballpark in Arlington, the Cowboys Stadium in Arlington,
the American Airlines Center in Dallas, and
the Astrodome (the Reliant Stadium now) in Houston.

Texas is larger-than-life legends like Michael DeBakey,
Ann Richards, Denton Cooley, Willie Nelson, Buddy
Holly, Gene Autry, Audie Murphy, Tommy Lee Jones,
Waylon Jennings, Farrah Fawcett, Janis Joplin,
Sandra Bullock, Kris Kristofferson, Tom Landry,
Eva Longoria, Darrell Royal, ZZ Top, Roger Staubach
Eric Dickerson, Earl Campbell, Nolan Ryan, Sam Rayburn,
Howard Hughes, George H. W. Bush, Lyndon B.Johnson,
George W . Bush, and let's not forget GEORGE STRAIT,
the Big Bopper, Tex Ritter, George Jones,
Clay Walker, Mark Chestnut, and Tracy Byrd to name
ONLY a few. (and no, we didn't forget Norma Rae [MM])

Texas is the world's capital of wild  flowers.  All year around,
but especially in the Spring and early Summer, the Flower
of the Republic, the Bluebonnet comes forth, joining and
being joined by scores of other species of wild flower in a
frenzy of happy, jumbled, explosive, and elegant colour.

Texas has great companies like Valero,
Dell Computer, Texas Instruments, EDS and Compaq,
Whataburger,  Southwest Airlines, Bell Helicopter, and

LOCKHEED MARTIN AEROSPACE, Dairy Queen,

and we invented the Toyota pick-up, (some say)
  Home of the F-16 Jet Fighter and the SF Fighter.
And Texas is NASA.

Texas is huge herds of cattle, beautiful horses and miles of crops.
Texas is home to the world famous King Ranch.

Texas is home to the most amazing sunsets of gold over an empty field.

Texas is skies blackened with doves and fields full of deer.
Texas is a place where towns and cities shut down to watch the
local high school football game on Friday nights
and for the Cowboys on Monday Night Football at
the new Cowboy Stadium, and for the Night
In Old San Antonio River Parade in
San Antonio.

To drive across Texas is to drive 1/3 the way across the
United States.  Texas has ocean beaches,
deserts, lakes and rivers, mountains and prairies,
and modern cities.

If it isn't already in Texas, we probably don't need it.
No one does anything bigger or better
than it's done in Texas.
By federal law, Texas is the only state in the U.S.
 that can fly its flag at the same
 height as the U.S. Flag.

Think about that for a second.
 You fly the Stars and Stripes at 20 feet
 in Maryland , California or Maine,
and your state flag, whatever it is,
goes at 17 feet. A body can fly the Stars and Stripes
 in front of Klein Oak High or any place else at 20
feet, the Lone Star flies at the same height - 20
feet. You know why? Because its the only state
that was a Republic before it became a state.

Also,
being a Texan is as high as being an American
down here. Our capitol is the only one in the
country that is taller than the capitol building in
Washington, DC. And we can divide our state into
five states at any time if we wanted to!
We can become a Republic again at any
 time the voters of Texas choose, and we
 included these things as part of
 the deal when we came on.  That's
 the best part, right there.

Texas even has its own power grid!!
And don't even lie to yourself.
Did I mention the LIVE music

 capitol of the world?

If you are a REAL TEXAN, you won't
even need to be told to pass this on..!

GOD BLESS TEXAS

Oddities among the Great Thinkers and Elites

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    (Sir Edmund) Hillary, perpetual Queen of all Universes, has done so much for everyone.   Just think of all she accomplished....especially for the oppressed.  No one can name any concrete or even abstract thing she has ever accomplished beyond slandering and bullying women with no power or leverage whom she believed to have an extra key to the door that leads to the inside track.

     "Why don't you just settle with Paula Jones?  Get it over with?"  Monica asks the fellow who appears to be fattest eunuch in the Garden of Girlies.

       "Well, if I settle with her, " he grins, "I'll have bunches that will come out of the woodwork who want me to settle with them."
        
      "What do you mean by 'bunches'?" asks the chubby girl with the blue dress more or less on.

       "Well, probably hundreds."

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    And after all the corruption, lies, distortions, abuse, shenanigans, ineffectiveness....including four rough years of recession  1993 - 1994 and 1999 - 2000), now called "boom times" by the Obsolete Press....we are led to believe by that same press that, Hillary, having accomplished nothing in almost 70 years of what she calls "life".....(Telling people that she has no idea where Vince Foster's briefcase came from to so suddenly appear in his office with a conveniently forged and torn in 29 easy-t0-assembled pieces 'suicide note' and imagine he'd already been dead almost three day.  Then she must have had "King's  X",  when she told the families on the tarmac at Dover that "We're gonna get that bad man who made that terrible video that incited all those rag-heads over there, by golly!"), she is now considering doing the Nation a favour by being appointed President.

   Sometimes a girl's gotta lie, when a girl's gotta lie.  Donchuneaux?   That particular lie in Dover AFB was the fault of the parents who did not really have any standing in the presidential campaign that (Sir Edmund) Hillary has been plotting since she was 4 years and 4 months old.  They were just some of those peripheral meddlers, who really aren't even that peripheral to these matters that are way, way, way out of their league.

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    Next comes the Bishop of Rome who tells us that the United Nations needs to establish a system and force it upon the nations of the world.  The purpose of that system?   To more correctly redistribute wealth so that the "poor" receive their fair share.

     (1)  To begin, the obvious.   A bigger gaggle of whores, pimps, crooks, thugs, racists, and syphilitic perverts cannot be assemble than what is found at the "United" Nations.  They specialise in the repression and active or passive enslavement of their peoples.  They do it by the imposition of socialist organic law that is made up on the run, and by the most incomprehensible despotic dictatorial brutality.   There are nations that have non-royal ascension where successive generations of despots brutalise their citizens.

    The most enlightened among them teach their children that Americans, especially troglodyte Americans with guns, cause earthquakes and tsunamis because they hate Coloured People.  And that, because George Bush did not sign the Kobe Agreement, we are all going to drown to-morrow. 

      Way to go, Il Papa, you chose a great saloon scene to open your movie-shoot.  

     (2)   Thank the great god, Yahweh that King Henry VIII did what he did.  That way I can remind people that the Roman Church ordered celebacy of its clergy, not so much to imitate the sacrifice of Jesus of Nazareth and his Apostles, but to assure that there would be no primogeniture to muddy up testaments, and that all the life's wealth of the clergy would go to the Vatican for "safe-keeping".   The English Church figured that boys would be boys, and they might produce well-guided citizens were the priests to marry.   The Roman clergy has demonstrated that sometimes  boys will be boys for other reasons over the years....but, of course, all Christian denominations have their dark stars.   Billy Jeff and Jesse Jackson loved to lug the Bible around with them when they were doing all that there atonement stuff.   And Jerry Lee Lewis did manage to run off and marry his 14 year old first cousin....and him a choir director in a real, live Primitive Baptist congregation.

    (3)    The trick is, Most Reverend Father, not to have thugs extort money from the productive for the final purpose of buying votes or paying women of convenience for their participation in parties for the high ranking ambassadors who are incessantly partying in New York City and various important capitals of the World;    it is to convince people to take their private money and "....let your light so shine before men that it might glorify your Father in Heaven." and the admonition, "....Remember what our Saviour Christ hath taught us, that it is truly better to give than to receive."   Whatsoever good was done by James Earl Carter was that he swung a hammer.

     In other words, it is not the correct game to play, to turn over to Caesar what has been left to the children of God to do.   The care of the oppressed, the prisoner, the hungry, the naked, the unsheltered, and those lost on the path of life are not the charges of Caesar.  They are the charges of each of us, privately, and under the roof of church....be it Protestant, Orthodox, Roman, Hebrew, or  Ishmaelite.  Might it be of the philosophical faiths, such as the Buddhists, or Hindus, or any number of other faiths and creeds, it is  up to us, not Ceasar in any and many of his manifestation.    All goverment programmes to help the poor become patterns of enslavement.   They are all corrupt.  They are all ineffective and passively designed to grow and grow, and provoke and provoke more people in need.

     (4)   Taking from one for no good reason and giving to another for an even worse reason is the worst form of extortion.  He who is divested (GM - Chrysler, the entire income tax system) resents the removal of his property and gain.   The receiver of the largess  hates the giver, because the taking of un-earned bounty is a form of thievery that only leads the receiver to hate the giver all the more.   The hatred intensifies over the generations because the people receiving the unearned bounty develop what El Gringo Viejo likes to call a well-deserved sense of inferiority.

     (5)   It behooves the various forms of socialist governors who pretend to democratic process, as well, to maintain an impoverished and craven underclass, so as to always have a mindless mass of wanters....of victims of captitalists and capitalism and free enterprise....when in fact they are victims of notions like the "living minimum wage" concept and "the right to free medical care".   Such things are patently impossible to establish, much less maintain in any workable sense.   It always forms and maintains an underclass forever in want.

     (6)    So, nope, nope, nope.  In the Pope we do not hope.  The only cure to income redistribution problems is to have a population that is an investing, risk-taking population, a population that is disposed to it self-provision, each and every person, and a population that has either a business or a high skill and work ethic so as to be among the builders and not the destroyers.   So, Father Frank, a bit of Calvinism never hurts even the most Orthodox.  What hurts the Church is the idea that man can perfect the condition of man.   The duty of the Church, first and foremost, is to tend to the souls of humanity.   A full stomach is worth nothing if the soul is corrupted.

    (7)     Lamentably, this priest who made his fame in Argentina fighting against the "collective salvation" people who puke up intellectual bile like "Liberation Theology"  has become one of them after only a few days of rare air in the halls of enlightenment.   Perhaps it would be best if he returned to some capitalist-caused slum in Buenos Aires and establish the mission-church of San Ernesto, or Santito Che', el salvador de los humildes y los explotados.

This is what 40% of the Roman Church
and about the same of the Anglican
Communion has become.   Churches
of Secular Humanism.   Global
Warming, Anyone?  

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Finally, something that the Holy Father should read and re-read twice a day, and perhaps even render as a homily once every week on Saint Peter's Square so that people can actually grasp the poetry of cultural decay, promoted by people in high office.   When the Roman Catholic Church stops "qualifying" to administer programmes through Catholic Charities that are funded by the agents of Caesar....thereby indebting the institutions of Jesus to do the work of Lucifer....then El Gringo Viejo will have some hope that the Roman Church will return to some usefulness.   Holy Father, read this from Rudyard Kipling: 

The Gods of the Copybook Headings

AS I PASS through my incarnations in every age and race, I make my proper prostrations to the Gods of the Market Place. Peering through reverent fingers I watch them flourish and fall, And the Gods of the Copybook Headings, I notice, outlast them all. We were living in trees when they met us. They showed us each in turn That Water would certainly wet us, as Fire would certainly burn: But we found them lacking in Uplift, Vision and Breadth of Mind, So we left them to teach the Gorillas while we followed the      March of Mankind. We moved as the Spirit listed. They never altered their pace, Being neither cloud nor wind-borne like the Gods of the Market Place, But they always caught up with our progress, and presently word would come That a tribe had been wiped off its icefield, or the lights had gone out in Rome. With the Hopes that our World is built on they were utterly out of touch, They denied that the Moon was Stilton; they denied she was even Dutch; They denied that Wishes were Horses; they denied that a Pig had Wings; So we worshipped the Gods of the Market Who promised these beautiful things. When the Cambrian measures were forming, They promised perpetual peace. They swore, if we gave them our weapons, that the wars of the tribes would cease. But when we disarmed They sold us and delivered us bound to our foe, And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: "Stick to the Devil you know."  On the first Feminian Sandstones we were promised the Fuller Life (Which started by loving our neighbour and ended by loving his wife) Till our women had no more children and the men lost reason and faith, And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: "The Wages of Sin is Death."  In the Carboniferous Epoch we were promised abundance for all,  By robbing selected Peter to pay for collective Paul;  But, though we had plenty of money, there was nothing our money could buy,  And the Gods of the Copybook Headings said: "If you don't work you die."  Then the Gods of the Market tumbled, and their smooth-tongued wizards withdrew And the hearts of the meanest were humbled and began to believe it was true That All is not Gold that Glitters, and Two and Two make Four And the Gods of the Copybook Headings limped up to explain it once more. As it will be in the future, it was at the birth of Man There are only four things certain since Social Progress began.  That the Dog returns to his Vomit and the Sow returns to her Mire,  And the burnt Fool's bandaged finger goes wabbling back to the Fire; And that after this is accomplished, and the brave new world begins When all men are paid for existing and no man must pay for his sins,  As surely as Water will wet us, as surely as Fire will burn,  The Gods of the Copybook Headings with terror and slaughter return!

We depart to drink some more AirWick
And nibble on my NoDoze tablets. some more.
Then stand watch in my humble quarters
With my pistol pointed square at the door.

El Gringo Viejo

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Alleluia!! El Gringo Viejo fixed our problem

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   After considerable effort, and useless "on-line" support by, I am sure, well-meaning persons....El Gringo Viejo stumbled, but in good order, into a fix for our problem with blog-site maintenance, enhancement, modification, etc.  It was an adventure, perhaps rewarding, but not at all pleasant.

     At this stage in what has been a guilt-laden transit through a largely misspent life, any variation from my anticipated day's path is followed by a sharp feeling of claustrophobia....oddly enough.   The same occurs, now if I were to found on a deluxe bus that will not make any stops for several hours, and on any airplane, and in the back seat of my son's fancy Ford Mustang.  So, my advice to everyone is "Do not become old."

Now for the News....

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WHAT MAKES THE DEMOCRATS AND LEFTIST SO ENTERTAINING?.

(1)   Democrats assume and know for certainty that they are more informed and more sensitive to "minority, women's, children's, homosexuals', lesbian Eskimoes'" issues than Republicans and other types of troglodytes.   It's Mothers' Daze coming up, so let us throw in Mother Earth and her sister Mother Nature who are also top-drawer concerns for The Democrats and their Marxist clones. 

    The problem?   Very, very, very few Democrats, Progessives, and others of the many forms of ghastly socialism actually know anything that is true.   Also Democrats and the leftist under-pinners excel in being  the Witch's Cauldron that calls the crystal punch bowl black.   Teddy Kennedy kills a girl either in a drunken stupor or with the intent to eliminate an inconvenience....one or the other or both....and he is awarded the title of "Lion of the Senate".   He is also considered to be a "....advocate for women's issues and rights".   As are all the tireless workers for such issues on the left...who have done so much to bring women to the condition that these Advocates now declare have left women in such a miserable condition.   They are so poorly attended and "given to" that they have to send Miss Flukie out to panhandle for pills, or to demand that the 1% (or the 2%, or the 20%, or the 50%) pay for her contraceptive devices.

     Women are underemployed, overworked, underpayed, beaten up, and generally treated roughly 349 billion times worse because of George Bush, than the lucky girl who gets to have her brains blown out at a semi-pro soccer game half-time show in Nowheristan because she was accused of thinking about being a harlot.   Would George Bush go so far as to deny this girl her 15 minutes of fame?   Discrimination is just inbred in the Bush Family.   Solution to this and any problem....blame the millionaires and billionaires and Republicans. Then go and have a fifteenth re-face-lift, just in case the Democrats win back the Lower House in November.    Seems likely from Nancy's point of view, considering she can no longer blink or close her eyes in any manner.

(2)  Differential Measuring Devices and Systems.   Had any Republican stumbled through any administration as poorly and as stupidly at the present incompetent incumbent he would have been dispatched by a scythe and pitchfork crowd, sprinkled heavily with semi-literate, Ivy-league graduates  who call themselves "reporters".

    Nixon took the blame for that which John Dean was largely responsible.  The "enemies list" is an example.   The escapades, lies, and corruption of the Rodham and Clinton show, had it occurred during the Nixon Administration, would have resulted in something like the post Mussolini capture scenes.

    The Scooter Libby silliness about him outing a "special CIA secret agent girl" who had a CIA parking permit on both her autos...and who had done a lengthy article in Vanity Fair.   In that article she spoke openly and frankly about how important she was and how great she had always been. Her unemployed husband even manage a gig in Nigeria and or Niger looking for yellow cake, semi-processed uranium.   He assured the world that although he established that Saddam Hussein was either buying or attempting to buy yellow-cake, it was his opinion that Saddam Hussein was not attempting to buy nor was he buying yellow-cake.   It all makes sense.  Once you vote for it, you can read the 25,000 pages of rules and regulations.  Keep repeating, Alice, It all makes sense, It all makes sense.

     So far we have several monstrous cases of imperial presidency syndrome.  We have a serial offender in the White House and a facilitator in the Secretariat of Justice.   Benghazi, Fast and Furious,  IRS - I, IRS - II and innumerable executive orders overturning "settled law" at them whim of a small little wimpy milquetoast "community organiser" who likes to play President and see how much china and crystal he can break in eight years. 

    The same press circles the wagons...as they had done for a brutalising misogynist with a pronounced communist-leaning background and a woman raping and beating history extending all the way into the soul of Jolly Old England.   The one with the sneering, snarling hag of a wife who, when asked about the effect of her socialised medicine takeover plans on the small business community, hissed,"I can't be held responsible for every little under-capitalised business in America."       Fairly typical response of a person who is either a National Socialist or a Bolshevik-Leninist Socialist, or sometimes both at the same time.

THE IMPORTANT PART OF THIS MISSIVE:

     El Gringo Viejo is sadly humoured...(?)....to think that there might still be people in our own ranks who think that Barry Soetoro was an incompetent president.   It is demonstrable to whomsoever wishes to think it through that Barry is not Americanian, Kenyanian, or Himalayanian.   He is a naturalised Manchuranian, without a doubt.  He was bought, brought, and trained up as a trained seal in the water park, happily applauding himself for being able to eat as directed by the mackerel-prompter, all the admiring mackerels thrown to him during his flipper-clapping, self-congratulatory performances.

    He is Mr. NoWhere Man.  He is the nephew of Auntie Zietuni (r.i.p.) and Uncle Omar Onyango Obama, and the spawn of Lucifer and Margaret Sanger.

We leave and celebrate a clunky but better situation than the posting procedure we had during the past few days.   Thank you all for your time and patience.   As an aside, we have noticed a sharp increase in activity concerning our advertisement placements.  We try to weed out some leftist and all coarse and deceptive announcements....seeking to look for products and services that might actually be a bargain and /or useful.   We would appreciate, that if you see something that is obtusely gross, offensive, or deceptive, you notify us.   AND, notify us if any product or service is not compliant with normal business ethical and moral codes of conduct.

El Gringo Viej0

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From the Folks Who Hold Down the Outpost in Extreme Central Texas

Great message for all ages….

 

How much do we notice as we go through a day?????

Lisa Beamer on Good Morning America - If you   remember,   she's the wife of Todd Beamer who said 'Let's   Roll!' and   helped take down the plane over Pennsylvania   that was heading for Washington,DC back on 9/11.  

She said it's the little things that she misses most   about Todd, such as hearing the garage door open as he   came home, and her children running to meet   him.

Lisa recalled this story:

"I had a very special teacher in high school many   years  

ago whose husband died suddenly of a heart   attack.  

About a week after his death, she shared some of   her  

insight with a classroom of students. As the   late

afternoon sunlight came streaming in through the classroom windows and the class was nearly over,

she moved a few things aside on the edge 

 of   her desk and sat down there

With a gentle look of reflection on her face, she   paused  

and said, 'Class is over, I would like to share   with all of  

you, a thought that is unrelated to class,   but which I feel  

is very important. Each of us is put   here on earth to learn,  

share, love, appreciate and give   of ourselves. None of  

us knows when this fantastic    experience will end.  

It can be taken away at any   moment.

Perhaps this is the power's way of telling us that   we  

must make the most out of every single day. Her    eyes,  

beginning to water, she went on, 'So I would like   you all  

to make me a promise. From now on, on your way   to school, or on your way home,

find something beautiful to   notice.  

It doesn't have to be something you see, it could be   a  

scent, perhaps of freshly baked bread wafting out   of  

someone's house, or it could be the sound of   the  

breeze slightly rustling the leaves in the trees, or   the  

way the morning light catches one autumn leaf as   it  

falls gently to the ground. Please look for these   things,  

and cherish them. For, although it may sound   trite to  

some, these things are the "stuff" of   life.  

The little things we are put here on earth to   enjoy.  

The things we often take for   granted.  

The class was completely quiet. We all picked up   our  

books and filed out of the room silently. That    afternoon,  

I noticed more things on my way home from   school than  

I had that whole semester. Every once in a   while, I think  

of that teacher and remember what an   impression she  

made on all of us, and I try to   appreciate all of those  

things that sometimes we all   overlook.  

Take notice of something special you see on your   lunch  

hour today. Go barefoot. Or walk on the beach at   sunset.  

Stop off on the way home tonight to get a double   dip ice  

cream cone. For as we get older, it is not the   things we  

did that we often regret, but the things we   didn't do.  

If you like this, please pass it on to a   friend,  

if not just delete it and go on with your   life!  

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we   take,  

but by the moments that take our breath   away."  

HAVE A GREAT DAY!

GOD Bless you every day of your life.

-- 

This is the day the Lord has made.

Rejoice and be glad in it.

And

God be with you!

(Sir Edmund) Hillary and her interrogation posture

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A SPECIAL WORD TO (Sir Edmund) Hillary:

     Hillie, any police detective who asks a question to the guy in the interrogation room, and observes that the respondent looks down, so as to conceal his/her eyes from the question, and usually somewhat to the right, knows that the respondent is lying.   You are a chronic pathological liar so it is odd that you still have some twinge about flopping out whoppers at every turn.  Perhaps it is simply the fear that someone will finally say, "Why would you un-load a truck-load of camel-vomit-fungus on me with an answer like that?   You lying hag.  The next time you pull that off during one of my interviews, I'll slap the snot straight out both your ears, dog-breath!"

    You do a little better with the Coke-bottle lenses that allow you to act like you are looking at the little people who torment you so, when in fact you are watching the closing bids on pork bellies and cattle futures with your special Xeroskanner Glasses (made in Red China), and equipped with their own Reset Button.

Brownie Scout's Honour

  I told them six months before that damned video
 ridiculing Mohammed came out that they needed
 to go on a listening tour throughout Libya and
 an apology Camel ride tour and explain just
 what kind of a crummy dump America is.
Nobody told me the Red Cross
 and the Brits had left.

     The nerve of some people to think that they can actually question the Queen of the Universe.   For the OROGs, simply ask (Sir Edmund) Hillary if she knows the name, Mary Catherine Mahoney...Starbucks.   One might put those names into a good search engine and find out what happens. 

          Anyway (Sir Edmund)Hillary, we know what its like to have 142 people with whom a person has had close or fairly close friendship or dealings, die on you....No!  Wait a second, nobody outside of an Army officer at the Battle of the Bulge or Gettysburg or some such place would have ever had such a thing happen...by the age of the mid-forties.  Not 142 dead by murder, suicide, or 'undetermined'.    Thatsa lotta pietra tombale!

El Gringo Viejo

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