Thanks to Mr. Bush, I think we will all learn a valuable lesson one day. As hard as it is sometimes to tell the truth, it is even harder to hide from it.

From Max Muller:

"All truth is safe and nothing else is safe; and he who keeps back the truth, or withholds it from men, from motives of expediency, is either a coward or a criminal or both."

And finally from our own George Washington:

"Truth will ultimately prevail where there are plans taken to bring it to light."

Good night all, and to all a good night!

They were aiming at the British officers, and because many of the frontiersmen had new rifled weapons, they were deadly accurate. As far as many British officers were concerned, rifles were the difference maker in this war.

...But rifled musket balls first hit the battlefield in the Civil War. Rifling wasn't commonly found in infantry weapons until then.

@ 4:47 the black sky looked blue. Honest. @ the Riverbend "we meet at the bend where hearts can mend, my friend." Bye Baghdad.

A RealNameEvil must remember that if NABALZBBFR can't sing the ABC's backward, a black-forged big-bird cage would be constructed in latter times preaching a end to a naked kingdom's reign.

A person who never learned to sing, "Skip To The Zoo My Darling" in a backwards beat, cancan get hauled away. Law officers locked up RWA radicals. Often the chastity belt, a buckle from a bible belt, became a relic. Bones were stored in a iron caged as testimony!

No get hung up there in a Felon Yule Tree outside Lafayette Park, in D.C.. REMEMBER. It's a neo-deterrent incentive. A honor. A noble protest. A tourist in France etc., use to whisper THIS: "that person was placed in the iron cage with no food or sea water. See, that what is left. White Bones. The white as snow bones got picked clean by carnivorous crows. Those ilk were incompetent (Texan) vagrants and assumed they would be the "radical dominant political force" to ruin a world. They use to call them "left" and "right." But now, they hang just in the sun, bleached republican skeletons in big bird cages."

The ornery blacksmiths needed work after the neonates era crumbled. Gardeners' bought ridiculously, imo, over-priced imported tractor tines. A Baltic 52-inch-wide rototiller can discern what to plow, and where. At nightfall, while all normal people fall asleep, grey-sky would carry a bright candle to illuminate the paved thoroughfare pathways in town and make his escape. Greysky used a jackhammer and burned all steel bridges in interstates, and he used the sharp black tines on Wall-mart's etc., parking light.

The water-boys for bloodthirsty war-hawks left in the iron cages in the Felon Trees, didn't hear a ting-tang-cluck. When the natural non-king, acting barred rock-rooster, crowed, it was a wake-up crow! The Red Rooster's crown was tilted. He critiqued the area, but appeared so shabby. A freeze-burn on his crown from a harsh winter couldn't be repaired post winter-thaw. The wam-bam bird comes scratching, crowing, three times, 'kook-Koo-coo donut'...Every Day!

Right at the crack of daylight. How you think the sun knows when in Dar' hell to wake up?

Well, the sun came to greet the morning well dwellers, the lady gossipers, and all the tooth brush "ministrable's" who jumped out of the sack of hay for a day of singing, "Skip, skip, and skip, and hop, to the pea-pod field! O, skip skip, and try to NOT trip, or you will drop in the wet dewdrops...O, take with y'all the ladies and gals...O, squeeze their hands, NOT too tight, and drop your hoe and scythe...O, so you can swing your partner 'round and 'round...O, so she won't doze-doe...asleep all day long! O, and if ya fall down with a spell of gleefulness, just sit a while in the 4-Leaf green clover patch...O, skip, yip, ya,ya, Maya, yahoo, and that's when we get to un-pop the RealCork bobber!

'Um, drink the sparkling dry honeymoon champaign...No,no,no,no,no, grump's can come...or play and drink the yeast, my darlings..." huh?

Maybe we have to just be there to discern what difficult work it takes, and how many band-aids it cost the Red Cross staff, and valuable time to patch and mend them sore blisters. It hard work to burn brick bridges, s**t house, and do the cultivating till-chore for a crumbling dust age. Grey-sky can begin at K-mart's shopper's black top and Sufi's used car lots? huh. Why wait. Buy your own old tine mule. Save fuel.

They are sham naked. Water-boys need jobs. The Palace/White House needs scrubbers. Yea, I should have hit the hay instead of typing coma's in the wrong place this eve. Pop banana tops off on a Wimsey dumpsters. Put the slippery yellow skin under the pillow with a bottle of Saki, Pepsi, and lavender or sage?

Light a candle. Blow it out at noon or you'll waste Bessy. Don't let the mouse in the White House burn the outhouse down. Thanks. It's often not easy to discern if a person having a mental breakthrough is having a laughing fit or attending a liberal giggle party. I love to hear a happy giggle.

I say we can begin to celebrate with that...okay. cry aloud or sing now, our CBA'a...ZYXWVUTSRQPONO...sorry. yes__no___ 'shad-up.'

Mona:

Paul R.

Translation: Ooops! My bad!

Now Paul, not at all. People from your POV are never going to agree with people of mine on a great many issues, and it didn't make sense for libertarians to favor Democrats for quite some time. (Tho it did make sense not to vote, which I had taken to doing.)

That's hardly my argument. Rather, it's that the actually existing results of "libertarianism" are authoritarianism. And this contradiction was evident for quite some time. The coffee's over there on the counter.

This is, of course, the same reason that folks like me regarded the Russian Revolution at the earliest, and Stalin's purges at the latest as the "death of communism," a good 6 or 7 decades before the fall of the Soviet Union. Please note the symmetry here. When the theory produces its opposite in practice, it's time to junk the theory. There may be some useful insights to be salvaged as parts--which is why I like "Marxian" analysis, as opposed to "Marxist," it provides a useful perspective for getting at certain problems--but the vehicle itself is a goner. "Withering away of the state." Right.

What binds us right now is that the things the left (excluding Stalinists and allied types) has always had in common with 'tarians are the most pressing matters du jour -- civil liberties under attack and authoritarian power running amok and beyond control. Not to mention opposition to a neocon war cult.

Ah yes, the Stalinists. All 20 of them. This is one thing I'd hoped that you might learn from Altemeyer--there really never was any attitudinal affinity between American leftists and the Soviets. Authoritarians on the left are almost always high RWAs who've gotten lost somewhere along the line. And when they figure that out, they usually leave--like the neocon ex-Trots, Ronald Reagan and David Horowitz. We American leftists were always fundamentally at odds with the Soviets' authoritarian ways. It was the Swedes, with their saunas we were kin to. Not the Soviets and their Gulags.

But we can return to our regularly scheduled disagreements when the immediate crisis has been averted. In the meantime, do you realize that I put you on the frontpage of LGF, albeit Johnson omitted my link to your Altemeyer post?

Yipes! I had no idea! Cooties!