Letters to the Editor
tom payne
Published Letters: 1101 Editor's Choice: 3
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ding dong
[Read the article: Hillary's team crosses the line]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]the bitch is dead. a real shame, since she came into this contest with a well earned reputation for intelligence and tactical acumen. She's still smart, and will be a good, maybe eventually great, senator, Tactically she got her ass handed to her. Bill did that before, so she should be ready. Pity. She's fundamentally a good person.
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loose the white house!!!!
[Read the article: Hillary's team crosses the line]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]Now, there's a slogan we can all coalesce around: loose the white house! free the lawn! no more egg rolling, log rolling, or earmarking! And there are no mountains in Texass, dumbass. I've ben there. A butte, maybe, a hill, sure, but a mountain? What, the cowshit Himalayas? Mercy. Well, it's good to see another day has dawned, and we're further down the yellow brick road where Hillary will click her magic red heel together and everyone will see the light, fall to their knees, with or without the Klinton approved kneepads, and defeat the evil Wicked Bitch of Arizona, Lumpy John McLame. It's heartening, all this comradarie, this insouciance, this curdling milk of human kindness. All together now: "when I find myself in times of trouble, mother Hillary comes to me, speaking lines of bullshit, DLC (DLC, DLC, etc. ds al fine). Morons.
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Hillary/Huckabee
[Read the article: Hillary's team crosses the line]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]You know we've devolved when one becomes wistful for the kind of campaign Mike Huckabee ran when he was so far behind only a miracle would have changed the outcome. He was positive, spoke to his base, talked about his issues, and didn't piss in the punchbowl. He was a lovable lunatic, a creationist cartoon, but at least he stayed on the issues and didn't assassinate McLame. This is how far we've fallen. Thanks, Billary, bilious, bulbous, and blithering.
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Ignorance
[Read the article: Michelle Obama on "ignorant" America]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]Well, let's see: by every objective measure in academic achievement, America, in the past thirty years or so, has gone from first or second to somewhere in the twenties. Geography? High school students think Belgium is the capital of France. Wall Mart booms. Tech jobs go begging. Before I retired, one of my jobs was to review resumes and interview prospective employees. Let me answer the clue phone for you: the typical college graduate cannot write, cannot think extemporaneously, and cannot speak effectively. Call it what you want, but it looks, smells, and sounds a whole lot like ignorance. Geez Louse, look who's president. He has an MBA from fookin' Harvard. Does he sound ignorant to you? IF not, you can find ignorance just by looking in the mirror. The dumbing down of America is not hypothetical. It's heeeeeeeeeere.
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Dope
[Read the article: Hillary's team crosses the line]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]If anyone knows dope first hand, it's shawnie boy, paid freak republik lackey. Yes, dear readers, no one on the Obama side 'ceptin' dem darkies and reefer madness rejects, latte sippers, elitists (to shawn, anyone with a GED or above is an elitist), Volvo drivers, vulva nibblers, frito banditos, flaming faggots, and Wall Mart greeters. Is that 'bout right, shawnie baby, you cute little bundle of bigotry? How's that pissing contest comin' along? Not so well? Just remember (maybe one of your three by five cards would help) it's WITH the wind not INTO the wind. Your paper towels will be tax deductible. love heywood
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brotha
[Read the article: Hillary's team crosses the line]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]Isn't it gratifying the way Shawnie baby extends the hand of friendship, a conciliatory phrase, a congenial, gap toothed grin? You can tell its his hand- paw, really- by the bloody knuckles. Draggin' 'em all day 'll do that. He's a species peculiar- and I do mean peculiar- to the reich wing, a subtrata known biologically as homo semi-erectus, klintoonia negrophobia. Its characteristics can be seen in the keep choice of phraseology- pig shit, or butt scratching, for instance- that is the hallmark of this increasingly rare breed of mouthbreathers. their rarity is assured, since their social life, when not flinging dung and typing interchangeably, consists or relentless masturbation. (that last phrase courtesy of Hunter Thompson, RIP). Now, sit back, my brotha, and watch shawnie boy work it. best, tom
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tiny tot tyranny
[Read the article: The parent trap]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]It's materialism, nothing more. We raised four children, and have, at last count, four grandchildren (6,4,3, and 1). The one year old can't read. The others can. They get books. They get stuffed toys, and if they have batteries, we rip 'em out. There was one particularly offensive bear, which we referred to as the pedophile panda, that was seriously creepy. Every toy does NOT have to do something. Children come with imaginations, if you don't swamp them with over stimulation. I wrote a song for them, "Let's Go Outside and Play", which means what it says. It's never too young to get a life. Safer strollers, better car seats, and many other improvements are way better than we had available in 1972, when our first was born. But if you succumb to all the Baby Einstein marketing hype, it's not the kid's fault. We didn't have many hard and fast rules; kids are different, every single one, and you can't treat them interchangeably. But, the rule: if you whine, you do not get it. Period, works extremely well. We took our kids in public at the earliest possible age (our eldest, at two months, was kicked out of a bar in Sausalito, as if we were gonna feed the infant girl a gin and tonic!), and they get acclimated. I see so many tiny tot tyrants, in the supermarket and elsewhere, in which the parent is negotiating with a screaming two year old. No. Won't work. You're a parent, not a pal. Act like one. Does this mean militarism. It does not. Humor is a great teacher. So is fear of humiliation. when they got to be six or seven, I'd threaten to start singing in the food aisles- and they knew I"d do it. They were very good, immediately. Love, of course, is really all you need. The Boys from Liverpool had it right. tom