Posted on 06/27/2005 5:30:51 AM PDT by mware
Does anyone have a grammar checker that would convert "Eichmanns" to "Entenmanns"?
I bet someone could have fun checking the dates on his personal dictionary.
I am looking for a second source article. Already reported on Fox & Friends.
"Does anyone have a grammar checker that would convert "Eichmanns" to "Entenmanns"?"
Not here...
Even a layman recognizes the hypocrisy in claiming to oppose all forms war in one hand while advocating the use of guerilla warfare tactics in another.
Well, try this metaphor, Pysco Ward: "You are as complex as abcess on Ted Kennedy's butt"...
I would also like to point out the lameness of the event.
Since there is no draft - there really cannot be any conscientious objectors - except for some who volunteered for military service. and those are the really puzzling ones - why would they volunteer for service which they object to?
Meanwhile the current C.O. mentality is to advise ppl how to officially file your C.O. status IN THE EVENT there is a draft and IF you are drafted. In other words - it's a big steaming pile of liberal nonsense.
How about a punji stick or two in your campus office, Ward ?
Just forwards the article to Matt Drudge, if anyone can track the story down he can.
Ask Ward Churchill if he would support rolling a grenade under university professors to neutralize the educational capability of the unit.
Little Entemenanns? It would be nice to see the company sue his plagiarizing ass..
No, he needs to die.
Good. Then he will be extremely understanding when someone throws a firebomb through his window, won't he?
How much unmitigated gall does it take to change your story after having publically defended it for so long? No one is supposed to remember how ardently he defended the calling the victims little eichman's I suppose.
Apparently not. The current group in power in this country may call themselves conservatives but their complete disregard for the treason and subversion being carried out on grander and grander scales is damning as far as I'm concerned. Hell, maybe we shouldn't have gone to war because apparently NO ONE in our government seems the least bit interested in actually being serious about winning it.
I suspect O'Reilly will be all over this story tonight, and on his radio show.
He's just nuts.
I can't believe he still has a job there. This waste of oxygen needs to be fired ASAP. The taxpayers of Colorado should demand it.
The Thinker
It started out innocently enough. I began to think at parties
now and then to loosen up.
Inevitably, though, one thought led to another, and soon I was
more than just a social thinker. I began to think alone "to relax," I told myself --but I knew it wasn't true.
Thinking became more and more important to me, and finally I
was thinking all the time. That was when things began to sour at home.
One evening I had turned off the TV and asked my wife about
the meaning of life. She spent that night at her mother's.
I began to think on the job. I knew that thinking and
employment don't mix, but I couldn't stop myself. I began to avoid friends at lunchtime so I could read Thoreau and Kafka. I would return to the office dizzied and confused, asking, "What is it exactly we are doing here?"
One day the boss called me in. He said, "Listen, I like you,
and it hurts me to say this, but your thinking has become a real problem. If you don't stop thinking on the job, you'll have to find another job."
This gave me a lot to think about.
I came home early after my conversation with the boss.
"Honey," I confessed, "I've been thinking..."
"I know you've been thinking," she said, "and I want a
divorce!"
"But Honey, surely it's not that serious."
"It is serious," she said, lower lip aquiver. "You think as
much as college professors and college professors don't make any money, so if you keep on thinking, we won't have any money!"
"That's a faulty syllogism," I said impatiently.
She exploded in tears of rage and frustration, but I was in no
mood to deal with the emotional drama.
"I'm going to the library," I snarled as I stomped out the
door.
I headed for the library, in the mood for some Nietzsche.
I roared into the parking lot with NPR on the radio and ran up
to the big
glass doors.. They didn't open. The library was closed.
To this day, I believe that a Higher Power was looking out for
me that night.
Leaning on the unfeeling glass, whimpering for Zarathustra, a
poster caught my eye.
"Friend, is heavy thinking ruining your life?" it asked.
You probably recognize that line. It comes from the standard
Thinker's Anonymous poster.
Which is why I am what I am today: a recovering thinker. I
never miss a TA meeting.
At each meeting we watch a non-educational video; last week it
was "Porky's." Then we share experiences about how we avoided
thinking since the last meeting I still have my job, and things are a lot better at home.
Life just seemed...easier, somehow, as soon as I stopped
thinking.
I think the road to recovery is nearly complete for me.
Today, I registered to vote as a Democrat.
The alumni at UC ought to be overjoyed about this latest revelation
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