[SoCalPol]

A new thread up exposing the Left groups with
Sheehan, has had trolls. They are freaking out.
Their ship is going down.

[no more apples]

Rats in a sinking ship...whoda thunk it!

[Wolfstar]

Good evening, Pol. That Sheehan witch has got my temper up.

On my way back to the office from lunch today, I happened to hear a stunning song by Trace Adkins called "Arlington." I'm not one to blubber easily at songs or movies, but this one really got to me. He has a wonderful, deep, resonant voice which combines beautifully with this song. Too bad you can't hear it right now, but here's the lyrics:

Arlington
by Trace Adkins
written by Jeremy Spillman and Dave Turnbull
From "Songs About Me", © 2005, Capitol Records.

I never thought that this is where I'd settle down.
I thought I'd die an old man back in my hometown.
They gave me this plot of land,
Me and some other men, for a job well done.

There's a big White House sits on a hill just up the road.
The man inside, he cried the day they brought me home.
They folded up a flag and told my Mom and Dad:
"We're proud of your son."

And I'm proud to be on this peaceful piece of property.
I'm on sacred ground and I'm in the best of company.
I'm thankful for those thankful for the things I've done.
I can rest in peace;
I'm one of the chosen ones:
I made it to Arlington.

I remember Daddy brought me here when I was eight.
We searched all day to find out where my grand-dad lay.
And when we finally found that cross,
He said: "Son, this is what it cost to keep us free."

Now here I am, a thousand stones away from him.
He recognized me on the first day I came in.
And it gave me a chill when he clicked his heels,
And saluted me.

And I'm proud to be on this peaceful piece of property.
I'm on sacred ground and I'm in the best of company.
I'm thankful for those thankful for the things I've done.
I can rest in peace;
I'm one of the chosen ones:
I made it to Arlington.

And everytime I hear twenty-one guns,
I know they brought another hero home to us.

And I'm proud to be on this peaceful piece of property.
I'm on sacred ground and I'm in the best of company.
We're thankful for those thankful for the things we've done.
We can rest in peace;
'Cause we are the chosen ones:
We made it to Arlington.

Yeah, dust to dust,
Don't cry for us:
We made it to Arlington.