Global
I. Learn to swim, or trust their life preserver around your neck…up to you
It’s either sing along or
make new music,
get on your knees or
get aroused
I prefer standing to bowing
I like to see my reflection in lying eyes,
writing poems to reading prayers
I’ve got my own words for God,
he must get tired of hearing the same old
please pleas day after day
after all,
God’s an artist with a big dick
craving satisfaction
and evolution
like the rest of us,
divine spirit,
sexy morning sun,
I saw her reach out to me
her still burning ashes blowing into the breeze;
I sweat like I do in my sleep God,
I miss how you used to tuck me in at night
I always felt so lucky and loved
like a chosen soul, even though I knew
you fondled me and raided my wallet
while I slept,
at least it was something…
now here I stand whistling under cloudless skies,
the time to be an angel has passed,
thousands of thirsty flies spin ‘round
as I sever my wounded wings for cash.
II. It’s The Rich vs. poor, Nothing More
Yet another ten-hour day
make new music,
get on your knees or
get aroused
I prefer standing to bowing
I like to see my reflection in lying eyes,
writing poems to reading prayers
I’ve got my own words for God,
he must get tired of hearing the same old
please pleas day after day
after all,
God’s an artist with a big dick
craving satisfaction
and evolution
like the rest of us,
divine spirit,
sexy morning sun,
I saw her reach out to me
her still burning ashes blowing into the breeze;
I sweat like I do in my sleep God,
I miss how you used to tuck me in at night
I always felt so lucky and loved
like a chosen soul, even though I knew
you fondled me and raided my wallet
while I slept,
at least it was something…
now here I stand whistling under cloudless skies,
the time to be an angel has passed,
thousands of thirsty flies spin ‘round
as I sever my wounded wings for cash.
II. It’s The Rich vs. poor, Nothing More
Yet another ten-hour day
It’s a complicated organism,
Multi-celled, hairy
I find it quite sexy
With tits like missiles
An ass like man’s defeat,
I’ve heard it nurses it’s young
To full maturation
Without once feeding,
Sleeps on cliff tops
To dream of flying,
Darts through traffic
To sniff fresh bodies
Of squished squirrels,
It’s said to be extremely toxic
Eating wormholes in plush carpets,
It no longer fights by biting
It’s learned to eject poison for miles
Leaving a pregnant future
Prowling silent nights
For wheezing carcass’
Lungs bloated like cooked eggs,
Tongues numb and of no use.
Multi-celled, hairy
I find it quite sexy
With tits like missiles
An ass like man’s defeat,
I’ve heard it nurses it’s young
To full maturation
Without once feeding,
Sleeps on cliff tops
To dream of flying,
Darts through traffic
To sniff fresh bodies
Of squished squirrels,
It’s said to be extremely toxic
Eating wormholes in plush carpets,
It no longer fights by biting
It’s learned to eject poison for miles
Leaving a pregnant future
Prowling silent nights
For wheezing carcass’
Lungs bloated like cooked eggs,
Tongues numb and of no use.
When I met him I didn’t know
but he told me with clenched fists
how men’s heads explode like chicken bones
crushed by rocks
and how rubber bullets hurt worse than real ones,
how homeless was nothing
compared to nationless or
defenseless or
how tanks crushed his sister’s shoes
along with a star of David he had copied from soldier’s sleeves
while he, his father and brothers rebuilt the home
they lost during the previous occupation.
He told me without tears
of years and years of genocide
swallowing their blessed cities
inch by inch,
of soldiers with bloody gun butts
kicking aside dead boys
still clutching rocks,
of swarms of children with murdered parents
and stolen land
forming tiny armies in the sand,
of teenage girls with bombs
in their pants
of wars I’d never heard of
through my electric earplugs,
I was terrified
at these truths,
so raw and beautiful
I knew what I had to do
as an American,
it was my duty
to feed my smiling mouth and get some sleep.
but he told me with clenched fists
how men’s heads explode like chicken bones
crushed by rocks
and how rubber bullets hurt worse than real ones,
how homeless was nothing
compared to nationless or
defenseless or
how tanks crushed his sister’s shoes
along with a star of David he had copied from soldier’s sleeves
while he, his father and brothers rebuilt the home
they lost during the previous occupation.
He told me without tears
of years and years of genocide
swallowing their blessed cities
inch by inch,
of soldiers with bloody gun butts
kicking aside dead boys
still clutching rocks,
of swarms of children with murdered parents
and stolen land
forming tiny armies in the sand,
of teenage girls with bombs
in their pants
of wars I’d never heard of
through my electric earplugs,
I was terrified
at these truths,
so raw and beautiful
I knew what I had to do
as an American,
it was my duty
to feed my smiling mouth and get some sleep.
Countless crippled inches of soul crave release
from civilization’s circular marching herd,
metal shoed hooves pounding dirt and grass
like ten-thousand Sioux drumming war
punishing the silent ears of their enemies
choking on screams for mercy as their heads implode;
Under Bill Gates’ trance swarms of ants sit staring
through monitored Windows stained
waiting for God to appear on their computer screens
via www.heaven.com …
…Something’s gone so very wrong;
The truth is blurred and hidden
lost in sounds and television
masked by textbooks facts and proofs,
Look into the reflection pool at foolish eyes
blind to the depths
beneath the rippling wet portrait
from civilization’s circular marching herd,
metal shoed hooves pounding dirt and grass
like ten-thousand Sioux drumming war
punishing the silent ears of their enemies
choking on screams for mercy as their heads implode;
Under Bill Gates’ trance swarms of ants sit staring
through monitored Windows stained
waiting for God to appear on their computer screens
via www.heaven.com …
…Something’s gone so very wrong;
The truth is blurred and hidden
lost in sounds and television
masked by textbooks facts and proofs,
Look into the reflection pool at foolish eyes
blind to the depths
beneath the rippling wet portrait
AUSTIN, Texas -- "I said you were a man of peace. I want you to
know I took immense crap for that." George W. Bush, diplomat extraordinaire, to Ariel Sharon, The Washington Post, June 3,
2003.
The effort to find peace in the Middle East is something on which all Americans can support the president, whether we think he knows what he's doing or not. He has recently been getting some criticism for letting his religious beliefs into the process. According to the New Yorker, he told Prince Abdullah of Saudi Arabia: "I think God loves me. I think God loves the Palestinians. I think God loves the Israelis. We cannot allow this to continue." This is good news: It seems to me Bush's attention span is longer and more focused when his religious convictions are involved.
The effort to find peace in the Middle East is something on which all Americans can support the president, whether we think he knows what he's doing or not. He has recently been getting some criticism for letting his religious beliefs into the process. According to the New Yorker, he told Prince Abdullah of Saudi Arabia: "I think God loves me. I think God loves the Palestinians. I think God loves the Israelis. We cannot allow this to continue." This is good news: It seems to me Bush's attention span is longer and more focused when his religious convictions are involved.
Power plant pollution is taking an enormous toll on public health and the environment. But the Bush administration's so-called "Clear Skies Initiative" would do more for powerful utilities than public health. Despite the name, the proposal relaxes key provisions of the Clean Air Act, including its mercury protections, and would worsen global warming.
Earlier this year, thousands of people responded to our e-mail on this issue in support of cleaner air, but now I need your help again.
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Earlier this year, thousands of people responded to our e-mail on this issue in support of cleaner air, but now I need your help again.
The Clear Skies bill is expected to come up soon either in a Senate subcommittee or directly on the Senate floor. Please take a moment to urge your U.S. Senators to oppose the White House's Clear Skies proposal. Then, ask your family and friends to help by forwarding this e-mail to them.
Take action: www.pirg.org/alerts/route.asp?id=9&id4=OHFreep
Merely from the whines and howls of his numerous enemies on the
right, you can tell that Sid Blumenthal has drawn blood in his book, "The
Clinton Wars," within which many pages are spent detailing what his pal
Hillary Clinton famously referred to as "a vast right-wing conspiracy." The
only word I'd quarrel with here is "vast," since the prime players seem to
have numbered under 20. And, of course, these days, Senator HRC rather
strongly resembles a largish right-wing conspiracy herself.
Blumenthal's is an awfully long book, but the chapters that I have thus far worked my way through do make a pretty good case in buttressing HRC's claim. Blumenthal's chapter on the Hitchens affair is vivid, too, on the latter's disgusting behavior.
Blumenthal's is an awfully long book, but the chapters that I have thus far worked my way through do make a pretty good case in buttressing HRC's claim. Blumenthal's chapter on the Hitchens affair is vivid, too, on the latter's disgusting behavior.
It's hard to choose which deserves the coarser jeer: the excited
baying in the press about the non-discovery of weapons of mass destruction
in Iraq or the wailing in the press about the 3-2 decision of the Federal
Communications Commission (FCC) earlier this week to allow corporate media
giants to increase their domination of the market.
Actually, they're all part of the same binding curve of nonsense, and if we meld the two, we're left with the following proposition, mostly promoted by Democrats eager to impart the impression that only greedy Republicans are serfs of the corporate media titans and that the Telecommunications "Reform" Act of 1996 was actually a well-intended effort to return the airwaves to Us the People.
The proposition: Until the FCC vote this week, we the people, surfing through the TV channels or across the AM/FM radio dial, were afforded diversity of choice, the better to form those reasoned political judgments essential in the functioning of this democratic republic.
Actually, they're all part of the same binding curve of nonsense, and if we meld the two, we're left with the following proposition, mostly promoted by Democrats eager to impart the impression that only greedy Republicans are serfs of the corporate media titans and that the Telecommunications "Reform" Act of 1996 was actually a well-intended effort to return the airwaves to Us the People.
The proposition: Until the FCC vote this week, we the people, surfing through the TV channels or across the AM/FM radio dial, were afforded diversity of choice, the better to form those reasoned political judgments essential in the functioning of this democratic republic.
Here's what we know so far about Iraq's alleged weapons of mass destruction: of the 600 or so sites identified by United States intelligence and Iraqi officials as places where the country biological weapons may be hidden, about 100 of these sites have been searched over the past six weeks and not a single spec of anthrax or other WMD has been uncovered.
Two skeletal trailers that may have been used to develop anthrax or botulism, scrubbed from top to bottom when it was found, leaving no biological weapons traces behind, according to the Department of Defense, is the only evidence the U.S. has found so far to justify it's preemptive strike against Iraq. But this is far from a "smoking gun and the prospects for finding any WMD in the months ahead are becoming grim.
The media is peppering U.S. military officials in Iraq on why WMD haven't been found yet. The responses are short and to the point.
"I honestly don't know," said Stephen Cambone, undersecretary of defense for U.S. intelligence, during a briefing May 30.
Two skeletal trailers that may have been used to develop anthrax or botulism, scrubbed from top to bottom when it was found, leaving no biological weapons traces behind, according to the Department of Defense, is the only evidence the U.S. has found so far to justify it's preemptive strike against Iraq. But this is far from a "smoking gun and the prospects for finding any WMD in the months ahead are becoming grim.
The media is peppering U.S. military officials in Iraq on why WMD haven't been found yet. The responses are short and to the point.
"I honestly don't know," said Stephen Cambone, undersecretary of defense for U.S. intelligence, during a briefing May 30.
While the hawks in the Bush administration attempt to justify the logic behind a preemptive strike against Iraq now that its become clear the country's alleged weapons of mass destruction are nowhere to be found, the true reasons for going to war are finally coming to light.
In his State of the Union address in January, President Bush said intelligence reports from the CIA and the FBI indicated that Saddam Hussein "had the materials to produce as much as 500 tons of sarin, mustard and VX nerve agent," which put the United States in imminent danger of possibly being attacked sometime in the future.
Two months later, despite no concrete evidence from intelligence officials or United Nations inspectors that these weapons existed, Bush authorized the use of military force to decimate the country and destroy Saddam Hussein's regime.
Now it appears the weapons of mass destruction will never be found and many critics of the war are starting to wonder aloud whether the community was duped by the Bush administration.
In his State of the Union address in January, President Bush said intelligence reports from the CIA and the FBI indicated that Saddam Hussein "had the materials to produce as much as 500 tons of sarin, mustard and VX nerve agent," which put the United States in imminent danger of possibly being attacked sometime in the future.
Two months later, despite no concrete evidence from intelligence officials or United Nations inspectors that these weapons existed, Bush authorized the use of military force to decimate the country and destroy Saddam Hussein's regime.
Now it appears the weapons of mass destruction will never be found and many critics of the war are starting to wonder aloud whether the community was duped by the Bush administration.