Letters to the Editor
Jill S
Published Letters: 73 Editor's Choice: 3
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And your point is, what, Peter?
[Read the article: Memorial Day]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]That you can kill 3,000 people just as good as they can?
PS EMStoveken, you once said something so perfect I quoted you on my blog, and when I read Bush saying, "In other words..." again, I had to resurrect it on your behalf:
"Incidentaly, I want a government program that gives me a dollar for every time the idiot child-emperor utters the phrase "In other words..." Just pick the right words the first time, you hack!"
:)
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Goodwill Anonymous
[Read the article: The art of snooping]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]I used to work for Thrift Town. We also found many things like you described. The one that got me was a box of photographs. I bought it and kept it. Apparently whoever donated it didn't care about these memories or people the way the deceased had. It made me sad to think that no one remembers who these people are. One was a 1940s pic of three young people goofing around, a young man playfully holding up a young woman while another man laughed. Who are these people? What was the story there? We'll never know.
I also collect postcards and found many from an estate. They were from 1910. There were no addresses, just the man's name and the name of the tiny Texas town. One talked about how his friend's post office was going under, and where to send mail. But the best two were these:
The first has a picture of a man and woman canoodling in the moonlight. A girl had written on it, "Kiss me in the moonlight, darling." On the back she said it was the best Christmas she had ever had.
The second has a picture of a housewife being grabbed around the waist by the ice delivery man. A man had written on it, "How'd ya like to be the Ice Man?" (implying that these delivery men that visit housewives alone have their pick of... what? women to assault? but said in a playful way, like you could do in 1910). The back writing asks our guy how his "Christmas" went, apparently he knew what our guy was up to with the aforementioned young lady. Did the lady know that her Christmas fling was a player, like his buddy did? Did he marry the girl? Or wish he had? All I know is that he--or someone-- kept both cards for 85 years.
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I just don't have time to read all these letters
[Read the article: Inside the Creation Museum]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]So sorry if someone else said this, but...
On the other hand, he says, the Book of Genesis is true "from the first word to the last."
"We're not sure what kind of fruit it was, but we do know it wasn't an apple," says Looy...
So, which is it? Is everything true, or was it not an apple?
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tomreedtoon
[Read the article: "Sopranos" wrap-up: Hide-and-seek]
[Read more letters about this article: Here]Please tell us where you work so we can come and criticize you there, perhaps suggesting to your boss that you could use some correction with a cattle prod. Or perhaps you don't have the balls to put your work on display in front of other people.
In any case, I'm sorry that you "had to take abuse from the normal people you used to count as friends (mundanes) who will consider you retarded and a poor choice for a sex or marriage partner. The moment a prospective date [saw] the [whatever show you like] poster in your apartment, [she left] skid marks on the carpet as she retreat[ed]." That's a sad story. But it is no excuse for attacking Heather.
Now that you've been patted on the head and had your pain acknowledged, please go away. I want to finish reading this so I can go back to my Firefly DVDs.