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“Now we hang back and wait for the next peace movement.
“—Speaking of which, did I mention that my hat just celebrated its thirty-eighth anniversary of speaking Truth to Power? The wife and I took it to Red Lobster for Shrimpfest—then afterwards, we let it get its freak on with this cute little Pueblo hooker David Crosby was kind enough to spring for. Good times…!” |
Pueblo hookers ROCK!
The moral authority of people who tip their server is absolute.
I don’t know if anyone has mentioned this, but Billy Jack was a korean karate exeprt, not kung fu.
TW: congress. I dunno, what the hat was getting?
I’ve got to say, it wasn’t that way when I last lived in Pueblo.
Cindy who, now?
Shrimpfest, a hooker, and David Crosby? That’s really asking for a hangover.
Damn skippy, Fred. Damn skippy.
So where, respectively speaking, does that leave the moral authority of people who tip their hats?
Cindy needs to learn how to CASH IN, like Choam Nomsky, the super-captialist:
http://www.techcentralstation.com/1019055.html
Whereas readers of The Prospect found the top public intellectual in Chomsky, I found a poster child for modern-day capitalism and, because of his anti-capitalist views, a complete hypocrite.
One of the most persistent themes in Chomsky’s work has been class warfare. He has frequently lashed out against the “massive use of tax havens to shift the burden to the general population and away from the rich” and criticized the concentration of wealth in “trusts” by the wealthiest one percent. The American tax code is rigged with “complicated devices for ensuring that the poor—like eighty percent of the population—pay off the rich.”
But trusts can’t be all bad. After all, Chomsky, with a net worth north of $2,000,000, decided to create one for himself. A few years back he went to Boston’s venerable white-shoe law firm, Palmer and Dodge, and with the help of a tax attorney specializing in “income-tax planning” set up an irrevocable trust to protect his assets from Uncle Sam. He named his tax attorney (every socialist radical needs one!) and a daughter as trustees. To the Diane Chomsky Irrevocable Trust (named for another daughter) he has assigned the copyright of several of his books, including multiple international editions.
If we’re going to be pedantic about it, I might as well point out that Karate is a Japanese word.
Without getting picky about what kind of “marshal artist” Billy Jack is/was, Cindy is going to need more than one. Day by day, the Iraqi people are getting more free, better armed and trained. If Cindy and her side are going to win that war, she’s going to need a much bigger army.
I know she has the “Navy of Liberation” composed of Ted Kennedy in an 18 foot Boston Whaler and Sean Penn in a leaky something, but naval power alone won’t do it. Wonder if she can get Louis Farrakhan to march his million men from D.C. to Baghdad?
Cindy who?
Little Cindy Lou Who.
Cindy is like something out of a George Romero movie: Night of the Living Left. Not content to be ignored by all sentient beings in the surrounding galaxies–with the exception of Michael ‘Krispy Kreme’ Moore and his millionaire minions in Huffingtonland–she’s come alive once more to insult imitation war hawk, Hillary Clinton. Well hush my mouth and call me John McCain. Perhaps this will be the silver bullet that finally puts her away.
Dindsdale: perfect.
Someone should have advised her to steer clear of Jesse Jackson. Do you remember the name of anyone who hangs with Jesse? Kiss of death to fame it is.
*I know she has the “Navy of Liberation†composed of Ted Kennedy*
I believe you mean the “Navy of Libation”.
Hey, let’s not forget the avatar of the marshal arts—Walker, Texas Ranger.
TW = room, as in give him more for his roundhouse.
I thought Bob Eubanks was the master of “marshal” arts.
The hat, it had sex and all-you-can-eat shrimp!
What a gas!
CINDY! on Michael Moore’s site:
How do you suppose Hillary fancies being compared to ElRushbo? LMFAO!