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You, in your fit of anger, said ...

"You didn't frighten this Brit, you made him ferociously angry and more determined to see that you all die. We are coming now, you bastards. The SAS is going to cut out your hearts and shove them down your ignorant throats. "

Calm thyself, MadIvan! Write in pith, as is expected of any good Brit.

You meant, I'm sure:

"We are coming now, you bastards. The SAS is going to cut out your hearts and shove them down your ignorant...."

You said "throats" .... you meant: SHOVE THEM UP YOUR ARSES. (Simple slip on your part... understandably done in anger.)

I've taken your great country's tube ... and made it a point to do so as it was a fantasy of mine. (I'm Southern, what more can I say?) And to think of the people I met harmed so innocently, begs the worst of my imagination.

Your Tube is -- outside of being clean and decent -- loads of fun!

You tell 'em, MadIvan. And tell 'em this, too:

"You freaks, poison the chickens. Blow up the subway. Crash the world of the Internet. Down the reception of information by way of telephone. Do I care? No.

"Least that way, when you have your pathetic say, I'll hear no F$#@!^(* more of you."

"You think my homeland's politics bad? Well, not beating up on you here, but at least we -- ahem --- have the system.

"ESSSCUSSA ME... I meant: AYYYY System. Any system. Any system that does not condone systematic killing because of creed, race or religion.

(OOPS! Now, there I've gone and done it. I said that dirty word. That word... you know.... starts with and "R" and ends with an "M," but has wittle to do wif Religium.

Dang it. Bet I get the goats of lots of people... OOOPS! I said "Goats." What is wrong with me???

No matter. I 've got seventy-something virgins coming to me --- But what do I do with them?!?! Hell, I'm female! What's my prize? When I terrorize the crap out of a nation, WHAT THE HELL DO I GET??

(Oh. Just that... Hell. 'Scusem moi, again, dear sir.)

"You fight for yours, first. When you finish that job, you're more than welcome to set straight my country's problems.

"Until then... Hmmm. How does one say "F#@% off, die, then grow up" in Terrolese?

How about, "I'm not impressed."

How about, "Get thee hence, Satan."

Sorry to spew this venom amongst such a great crowd. Seldom it is that I respond to anything. This, however, grabbed my attention. It screams, "You befriend, you die."

How pathetic.

How pathetic, indeed. But what encouragement. If that's the depth to which one must sink, that sinking shines light to their utmost weakness.

Love to you all.

Claire