.... heh. Observed via spy's secret surveillance network systems, while just

sitting in bed together slurping chicken, recycled corn kernels, and rice soup,

neo-conservatives are in "happy" singing moods at the right wing authoritarian tyranny bash.

O. The GOPS begin to panic hearing word of American's disgust. They hide under the bed.

Lying under the bed counting the millions of folks they annoyed, neocons begin shuddering.

The Bush's 'tag-along' loyalist "pals" look at the reminders of their LIES written on their wrist.

They count former angered "sheep" with iron pitch forks and ablaze torched human irate souls.

Also:

During the pre-planned Hague 'What To Say Session Talks Behind Closed Doors" 'um request:

O. another protect American children recall!

O. Chinese sugar lollipops with lead in them colored red, white, and blue swirled licking pops.

Feed to Trolls!

In bed late at night, every GOP who lies like a Oval Rug weeps. Why? Because jail guards sent GOPS to bed without yellow jell-o desert.

O. If the GOPS were a modern Humph-Dummy, the cranium noggin would be so hard that just 'if' the skull was knocked upon a black-cast iron-skillet, the hard GOP scrambled heads would dent the frying pans.

My advice to you is not to inquire why or whither, but just enjoy your ice cream, noodles, rice chicken soup, and peanut butter and jelly sandwich when it's on the plate. Use plastic silver ware? heh. Respect.

I hope we feel better.

If we agree with Anonymous @ 8:38 we'd get on a greyhound bus and buy a color digital T.V with the stolen returned tax-rebate dough...

Or use a hand drill and 5/8th inch bit to bore holes in white oak logs for shitake mushroom soup. Serious. That's the plan around here...

A psychotic GOP encouraging the fellow pals to buy black and white TV's without remote controls and urging Wall Street to buy retail...

Sell wholesale? A pitcher up the river at Capital Hill "interrogations" ask, "What's a vegan?"

That stopped me in my tracks and made me delve into a box of some Walt Whitman chocolates.

W.W. was the son of a Quaker carpenter who grew up with an affinity for Nature. The 'dissident' wrote 'Leaves of Grass' and he loved NYC. O, he was a bit hedonistic, sensual, and even narcissistic?

In his subject matte,

W.W. was even banned.

The guy pushed the envelope?

He was an original first beatnik?

He can get ya's too be a child too.

Anonymous @ 8:38 had me read Nature poet Lucretius.

Then I viewed a art work by child illustrator Margaret Kyle.

In 'The Burning Bush' by M.K., taken from Exodus 3, she depicted real beauty.

OT? It's just that the quote, "I Am Who am I Am" reminded me we are all encountering Life changing 'wonders' if we wish to not be a mere "dead" GOP troll jabbering here for a greedy buck troll-hire. People are oppressed and enslaved. I'm not sure if the colorful (Pop-eye) was quoting Moses when he defended the oppressed? Kyle has an affinity for colors. Margaret Kyle loves children. OT?

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I read today that the "terrorist want and intend Americans to be very afraid." Mr. Bush wants to give them their wish. It's obvious. The Constitution, anyhow, as written /expressed by many here -- does not, according to the founding fathers... Does not provide for the dismantling and suspension of the Real Constitutional/Bill of Rights Protections in times of A FEARFUL president's loonies in a time of war and public dangers....

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So- If we are very full of fright, Bush serves the terrorists well. Then- Americans give up and sacrifice rights of persons -- in deference to the Bush secrecy schemers WHO renounce the Real Constitutional Protections and Bill of Rights? No.

I even read an encouragement to old 21st century geezers: "Leave the old geezer's bed."

The read said: The Impostors are the GOP frauds, pro-kill-war-hawks, and the actual people who are in fright! GOPS are The Crime Syndicates Who Bow To

Bush's Fear Tactics of Disgrace!

GOPS will not be able to chase,

decay, horrid, shadows away.

O. The GOPS are in real Fright.

I'm so far behind. William, just between you and me....

O. @ 12:51 and YNW? Don't you want to give a red rose?

William?

Do you ever blush?

I meant.... 12:51 gets a red rose.

Also: etc., 11:29, 11:34, 11:36, 11:42, 11:46, 12:45, 12:49, 12:51*, 12:52, 4:35, 4:45, 5:46, 5:43, and YK-Who? Everybody here.

Why not go yo bed? okay.

A rose for the two @ 5:04.

Why not give 5:56 a rose?

okay.

A last goodnight thought and memory....

My father died the week that Diana and Mother Teresa died.

The poet Scott Cairns recounts a Dan Rather interview with her...

Mother Teresa was asked what she says when she prays.

Mother Teresa said, "Nothing." She said she just listened.

I imagine my dad having a great time in their company?

Good Night. It must have been a great bash? Who knows?