French PM Sarkozy, Israeli PM Olmert, and Palestian Pres. Mahmood Abbas, may have worked together closely to get peace out from under the bus. It maybe that something has been productively worked, where the failures of so many American diplomacies repeatedly often clumsily lurked. An Israeli offical was quoted to say that Damascus and Tel Aviv may both have embassies one day. If a new peace agreement somehow works, it will his really puts America's pride in a place, where it most deservedly hurts. Good luck to all, GWBush once again really dropped the ball.

She's looking terrific. Why not more movies for Holly? She was hilarious with Nick Cage in "Raising Arizona."

I think most Americans are aclimated to "ethnic humor, as long as it doesn't have the tone of a malignant tumor.

Sometimes my memory ain't all that good.

If you don't all hear your Lost in Space robot's cries of "Warning! Warning!"

Then I pity what your people will wake up to one morning.

If you get embroiled in a new mess of another near eastern war, you'd might as well close up and sell the whole store.

It's about an alternative mirror universe America in the election year of 2008, where if you think things are bad in our America, just you sit back and wait. Things in the mirror America have accelerated to a 24 hour climate of world war, fear, and hate. In this desperate world people are becoming increasingly disaffected and losing heart, and one of the film's best lines of dialouge is that of the character Boxer Santos, who wonders if his life is one he has absent mindedly tried to depart.

His amnesia gradually begins to clear, and then a realizization dawns on him to dispell his sense of self doubt and fear:

"I'm a pimp...and pimps don't commit suicide."

I'm with you, I've long been weary of one wind of controversy breaking wind until the next. Why people fixate on controversy has always left me coldly perplexed. Foul hot driven air is not my favorite informational pursuit, I don't find it at all facinating, captivating, quaint, or even remotely cute.

I hope your PC police work always strives to protect.

Smokin' up all the hype

There are a lot more legitimate things

About which to gripe.

Why don't you just get off of your constant "Obamaphile" kick? Go polish off your Naderaid. And no, I don't wanna take a big sip.

Too bad your troubles with all those NYC doodz.

That's an interesting what if to imagine an invasion of America from some strange out there species, perhaps it would be a mutated pile of Dick Cheney's feces.

I just hope folks don't pull the lever for McCain, cos his shit's just about exactly the same.

Some seem to have an endless appetite for shit, their hunger is bottomless, and just doesn't seem to quit.

There's one you forgot, the one that always ends with "bot."

In a nutshell what I think those words mean is this: "You must be high to believe in that guy!"

Or: "Your koolaid is spiked, and your candidate is not liked."

But without all the sharpness of wit that Voltaire's own satire does not thankfully lack.

What are your thoughts on this new television mini-series "Generation Kill?" That is I mean to ask, what is a show like this to a person such as yourself who has actual genuine experience of military life etc.? Isn't it weird to put the happenings of what's going on right now as we speak, into some kind of serialized mini-series of the week? I mean I've seen this show hyped from here to the moon, "it's coming to HBO and your living room soon." Maybe people need to see a dramatic facimile of the war in their houses? I dunno. I've read your thoughts in the past and found them coming from a fresh perspective, is generation kill the new post-high school elective?

So walk very softly and don't make a peep.

You could've simply said "Flake off!" and it would've said the same fuckin' thing, and then you wouldn't have had to use the word "fuck" and stooped to being so mean.

"Lots of fat stupid women."

I don't know why so much effort is exerted, to always invoke gender, and keep its mention so constantly inserted. Bein' on the net hardly any of us now what sort of genatalia each other wears, and frankly for myself it's one of the very least of my cares.

and then well - there you go.

The New Yorker cover was a caricature of Obama and Michelle, dipicting the right wing's imaging them as black militant 70's radicals from the depths of hell. Michelle is rendered toting an Ak-47, and Obama is depicted as a turbaned imam, perhaps hoping to get martyred up to heaven. Of course these stereo types have long been drawn up and traded around, and I think that this issue of the New Yorker and its articles are trying to delve into images more realistic and sound. Don't judge a mag by the stangeness of its cover, cos there might be much more in its pages to eventually discover.

The New Yorker thing might start a small fuss or the odd scattered media brush fire, but most with any brains will see its just an example of satire. The joke of course is on the ugly aspirsions generating right, but I'm sure there are plenty of people all around, who'll just thrill at a another chance to get uptight.

Y'all get of a that pipe!

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Don't believe the hype!

An apt and excellant question that deserves introspection.

AKA Smith could probably do with some contemporary updating, it could probably start with a chill to some of the gender related baiting.

And that dear freinds is the fake doctor's final proctological assessment,now I know I no where all of the after the primary fairness and goodwill went.