[The Spirit Of Allegiance]

Ping and ponder. Thanks.

[Miss Marple]

Very good! Thank you for taking the time to write and post this!

[onyx]

I too am FURIOUS. So is Doug from Upland, Jim Robinson, Pukin Dog, Lazamataz, Southack, Mia T, JohnHuang2, Hole_N_One, Congressman BillyBob, Yaelle, 68-69TonkinGulfYachtClub, Petronski, B4its2late, Charlite, Peach, Onyx, Prairiebreeze, Mo1, Kcvl, Kristinn and the list here could go on for probably FIFTY THOUSAND more.






I'm furious too? OK, if you say so! LOL.
Well done, blur.

[rdb3]

I can dig it.

[Victoria Delsoul]

Let's pull together here and play as a team. We are to pray for our leaders, are we doing that? We are to humble ourselves, are we doing that? And we are to be as wise as serpents and yet as innocent as doves. Beefing here doesn't change the minds and hearts of your uninformed neighbors who voted for Kerry, deceived into empowering the Democrats to nip at our heels as we march forward in the war for America's heart, mind, soul and future. YOU are the person best able to convince people you know--of the truth. Get the news out, don't just be an info-sponge, SHARE the news with others!

Now let's get back to more productive types of FReeping, Okay?

Well said, BB. I agree with you.

[Lonesome in Massachussets]

A VALEDICTION FORBIDDING MOURNING.
by John Donne



AS virtuous men pass mildly away,
And whisper to their souls to go,
Whilst some of their sad friends do say,
"Now his breath goes," and some say, "No."

So let us melt, and make no noise, 5
No tear-floods, nor sigh-tempests move ;
'Twere profanation of our joys
To tell the laity our love.

Moving of th' earth brings harms and fears ;
Men reckon what it did, and meant ; 10
But trepidation of the spheres,
Though greater far, is innocent.

Dull sublunary lovers' love
—Whose soul is sense—cannot admit
Of absence, 'cause it doth remove 15
The thing which elemented it.

But we by a love so much refined,
That ourselves know not what it is,
Inter-assurèd of the mind,
Care less, eyes, lips and hands to miss. 20

Our two souls therefore, which are one,
Though I must go, endure not yet
A breach, but an expansion,
Like gold to aery thinness beat.

If they be two, they are two so 25
As stiff twin compasses are two ;
Thy soul, the fix'd foot, makes no show
To move, but doth, if th' other do.

And though it in the centre sit,
Yet, when the other far doth roam, 30
It leans, and hearkens after it,
And grows erect, as that comes home.

Such wilt thou be to me, who must,
Like th' other foot, obliquely run ;
Thy firmness makes my circle just, 35
And makes me end where I begun.




Not not my valedictory opus... Just like the plaintive tone, and the call to fortitude. There's no crying in baseball, dust ourselves off and fight another day.

This is no where as depressing as the non-impeachment impeachment.

[nopardons]

I like it! :-)

[bitt]

ping and ponder to LT ping list

[Malsua]

I'm pretty furious at it too.

I cannot understand the motivation of the Marxists in our midst. Frist needs to grow a pair and it makes me want to have him punished by not getting re-elected. Then I think of the alternative and that's simply unfathomable. A dem conrolled house/senate. Shudder.

Makes me want to tune it out entirely and move to Vanuatu like a friend did. (unrelated to politics, has a banking job).

[airborne]

Good rant, rookie! ;^)