Letters posted here are associated with the following Salon Premium Member:
Published Letters: 1971
Editor's Choice: 1
If every time I had to mail a package at the post office, I had to look up at the friendly smiling face of President Medusa staring down at me from a picture frame, while afterwards walking to the newstand, I pick up a paper and read about the American marine corps attempting to suppress Iranian insurgents in Tehran, going now on 8 straight years.
Now THAT would make me BIG TIME bitter!
For now, relax a little.
If you're trying to be luminescent, you're not trying hard enough.
For now you're just about the dimmest bulb in the box.
Are you the actual disease or just a symptom?
Don't go looney!
Do I need to be vaccinated against you?
KateTex in the HOUSE!
My momma always taught me to eat my vegetables, not become one.
At least that's the shit I heard.
Hillary's insipid inspiration is Barry Goldwater!
Put on the payne!
I'm all for integrity, and if I could find an ounce of it in Hillary I'd vote for her.
Ain't it thrillin'? I'm illin' like penicillin!
To be frank
I don't get the big contentious bone, And I don't like Joan's grandious tone, but knowing the way she lords it, she won't let this one alone.
You can bet on it. That's not a prediction, that's wait and see, this is what WILL be.
Is it okay to pack thousands and thousands of our people off to fight a trillion dollar boondoggle war in Iraq, and not even admit you were wrong? She's a waste of a discrace.
You say you're an elitist. You should try some of my fine wines. See I like to buy a bottle of cheap champagne, say like a bottle of Cold Duck, and mix it with a fifth of ripple. I like to call it Champipple.
It's 'ol Shithouse Billy!
Don't get mad. Everybody knows that the Clinton's are the most maxed out Machiavellians that Mephisto ever gave the grade. In their Billary book, it's by hook or by crook. So you gotta know when to duck and know when to weave, and then take a step back, and just try again to breath. To me their both starting to feel like a soul sucking tumor, so I just try to hold on, and keep a good sense of humor.
Why don't I off myself? Because I have to innoculate the good people of this planet from all ugly viral strains of cythera45. The symptoms of contracting cythera45 are serious. They start with the shits, then progress to postules, then delerium, liquidification of the brains, and then eventual spontaneous combustion. It ain't pretty - it's really pretty shitty.
I swear by all that's holy, that I am the one, the only, MANOS the HANDS of FATE!
We are the many amongst the few
We are the mountain of the dew
We are the keepers of the zoo
We are coming after you.
WE ARE LEGION
Welcome to the legion brother.
I don't think luminesce's brain pan is big enough to remember much.
Flo - from Alice
...the MCcain mindfuck.
It IS easier to criticize than create, but the problem is that you so consistantly create shit.
I'm nobody's spokesman, I'm a humble supporter. Obama speaks for Obama. I'm Manos. Manos speaks for Manos. If I were receiving a salary - THAT would make me a spokesman!
I know that you're not too swift, but do you think you're begining to get my drift?
Then I'd be his SpokesManos.
We've heard your talking points about a million times before, they're like bad tee vee reruns, and they just don't score.
About the middle aged woman who goes back to college with Michael Caine as her alchoholic professor-mentor? I remember that movie. It was a popular play in London in the early 80's too. Now THAT was a movie.
You might be right. But people's nerves are worn to the bone, they're worried about their country, their kids, and their homes. Parsin' words just ain't acceptable, and Joan should know that, if she's half way respectable.
But she'll win the nomination on Neptune.
They're not seeing the whole picture. The word twisting machinations of the Clinton machine are calculated and intentional, they're so transparently trashy, they're classically Clintonian, and convetional. If people elect not to think outside of the box, Hillary will give a few more Iraqs.
Sleepy Time for Suarez
WAKE UP!
I think somebody can see clearly now.
I'm in the curtains, I'm in the plants, I'm the ancient ghost of Cyrus Vance. I am omnipresent it's plain to see, an inescapable who-what-and-where mystery.
...is that work class whites are injected into the end all election equation, as the only important variable.
Hillary be nimble, Hillary be slick, but don't count your chickens, so sure or too quick.
Grow yourself a heart
and get yourself smart.
I like your looking ahead attitude.
I'm not afraid of jack sprat shit, the McCain in the fall thing - it don't mean spit.
It's nothing but a ruse, "that guy's gonna lose."
but fear is the mind killer.
Concerns appreciated.
I know I read that. "The black and white overclass." Is there any such animal, or does Joan just perceive people in pretty oversimplified black and white terms anyway?
What is a "black & white overclass?" An underground freemason's lodge of yuppies and buppies banded together to shaft the working man?
What's it all about Alfie?
You make your living at language?
Suarez it is impossible to disguise, as the fact drops from your eyes, that you making your bad living, by bare naked lies.
Looks like this clap trap flap all full 'o crap
is just a withering weed.
Maybe the black and white overclass can solve this dumbly entrenched ethnic rivalry.
I know you're sore
but wailing whine
is such babyish bore.
To be first secretary of the Dog pound. A tisket a tasket, a bone in every basket.
you ARE a flower
your words have
sincerity
grace
and power.