Black XXIX: "Shed Powers!!"

Folks, when you're sitting there, thinkin' 'bout supportin' Kerry...
Votin' fer some rich bloke you don't know...
Well, Hanoi John LOATHES the FRee...prefers Sosh'list Tyranny!!
He's a Massachusetts Lib'ral to the bone!!

Devolve Power, Prez'dent Dubyuh!! Devolve Power!!
Our Righteous dreams can be real if Bush leads US now!!
That's Right...we can devolve Power to individuals...
Must devolve Power to the States...
States, devolve Power to the Counties...
Folks, it's time we Liberate the U.S. of A.!!

Now hear me, DemonRATS...Right did Liberate Iraq!!
Folks're FRee 'cuz George Dubyuh led the way!!
Ol' MUD'll be in his basement room, laughin' while FReepin' Leftist tunes...)8^D!!
In a Righteous Quest fer Independence Day!!

Devolve Power, RightWing Congress!! Devolve Power!!
Our Righteous dreams can be real if Bush leads US now!!
That's Right...we can devolve Power to individuals!!
Must devolve Power to the States!!
States, devolve Power to the Counties!!
Bush, it's time we Liberate the U.S. of A. - yeah!!

Devolve Power, Prez'dent Dubyuh!! Devolve Power!!
Our Righteous dreams can be real if Bush leads US now!!
That's Right...we can devolve Power to individuals!!
Must devolve Power to the States!!
States, devolve Power to the Counties!!
Folks, it's time we Liberate the U.S. of A.!!
Bush, it's time we Liberate the U.S. of A.!!

"RichBoy Kerry!!"
(To be sung to Simon and Garfunkel's "Richard Cory")

RATS say that RichBoy Kerry was predestined to hold Power...
With political connections...a wife whose wealth astounds!!
Massachussetts Senator...Ol' Teddy's bastard child...
Kerry's everything the Left could want: Commie, Fake, and Vile!!

But Right works 'gainst this "destiny"...
'Cuz Left LOATHES the life I'm living...
DemRATS curse our Liberty!!
Folks, I wish that Right would be...
Oh, I wish that Right could be...
Folks, I wish that Right would be...Reagan-worthy!!

Left's Medyuh loves John Kerry 'cuz he'll make Big Guv'ment grow!!
RichBoy Kerry lied 'bout Viet Nam...RichBoy Kerry is Slick's 'HO'!!
Folks, the DemocRATic Party's givin' orgies on his yacht! (LOL!!)
RichBoy surely must beat Dubyuh with Left's Medyuh up his butt!!

But Right...we LOATHE Guv'ment Tyranny!!
And we curse the lies Left's spinning...
And RATS' Moral Poverty!!
Oh, I wish that Right would be...
Yes, I know that Right can be...
Folks, I know that Right shall be...Reagan-worthy!!

Kerry believes in Tyranny...thinks sheeple need a King!
We should be grateful to pay higher tax...then say, "Thank you very much!!"
So RATS cried on 9 November...when the evening headlines read:
"RichBoy Kerry lost HUGE last night"...RATS learned that Liberalism's DEAD!!

'Cuz Right...Right whupped RichBoy John Kerry!!
And we cursed the LIES Left's spinning...
And RATS' Moral Poverty!!
Folks, I wish we'd RE-IMPEACH!!
Yes, I wish we'd RE-IMPEACH!!
Oh, I wish we'd RE-IMPEACH...SlickBoy Willie!!

Mudboy Slim (06/30/2004)

"Rally Fer Our Nation!!"
(To be sung to the Red Hot Chili Peppers' "Californication")

Slick's a spy fer China...
Leftists' zeal's to smite FReeNations!!
Lib-uh-rulls love Sweden...
Dreams of Amsterdam libations...
Dem Lib'rals want Big Guv'ment dreams...
Right, Rally Fer Our Nation!!

The Beacon fer the world...
Pride of the western civilization...
We're warriors fightin' fer Peace!!
Unleash the wisdom derived via liberation!!
Left's oh so queer...RATS're HollyWeird!!
Folks, Rally Fer Our Nation!!

Dubyuh's surgin' very well...
November 3rd awaits US!!
Reject the Left's spin...help FReedom win...
'Tis Culture War we're waging!!

[Chorus:]
Airborne...uniform...
MUD's corps...just war...
FReep fer Righteous Liberation!! FReep fer Righteous Liberation!!
FReep fer Righteous Liberation!! FReep fer Righteous Liberation!!

Kerry's [like] a girl...Hanoi Kerry, he destroyed...
Lied about his own conflagrations...
JohnnyBoy LIED...fer the Viet Cong side...
Genghis Khan's mis-information!!
Lied 'bout his bronze star...and three purple hearts...
John LIED to the whole Nation!!

TRUTH is what the Lib'rals most fear...
Should be shamed by their Michael Moore baseness!!
Limbaugh, you shall hear fer years...
Righteous songs on yer AM stations!!
Our liberties are here to stay...
We're FReepin' fer our Nation!!

Oooh-ahh-ooooh...oooh-ahh-ooooh...

RATS're stained...they chose their way...
Devolve Power to the States, men...
Everybody, we're due fer Right's righteous liberation!!

[Chorus:]
War-torn...Desert Storm...
Must win...fight sin...
FReep fer Righteous Liberation!! FReep fer Righteous Liberation!!
FReep fer Righteous Liberation!! FReep fer Righteous Liberation!!

Corruption breeds 'cuz Dem Lib'rals WON'T know...
But good FReepers rulle this Nation!!
'Cuz God looks out fer those hearts so stout...
We're just another FReedom station!!
Come, righteous waves, Truth'll save the world...
FReep fer our Liberation!!

Dubyuh's surgin' very well...
November 3rd awaits US!!
Slick's takin' a rest...John's just a test...
'Tis Clinton's scalp MUD's craving!!

[Chorus:]
War-torn...Desert Storm...
Must win...fight sin...
FReep fer Righteous Liberation!! FReep fer Righteous Liberation!!
FReep fer Righteous Liberation!! FReep fer Righteous Liberation!!

Mudboy Slim

The Hill
September 14, 2004

Don't fault Bush for N. Korea
by David Keene

The explosion that shook North Korea over the weekend led almost
immediately and perhaps inevitably to an attack in this country. Within
hours, Democratic presidential candidate John Kerry figured out a way
to blame President Bush and his administration for whatever is going on
in Asia.

It is Kerry's contention that Bush, obsessed with Iraq, ignored
developments on the Korean peninsula and must therefore bear
responsibility for the continuing antics of the lunatic who runs North
Korea. The contention is ludicrous given our dealings with North Korea
during the Clinton years. It was then that President Bill Clinton
decided, with the connivance of former President Jimmy Carter, that the
way to Kim Jong Il's heart was free oil.

During Clinton's watch, we sent North Korea hundreds of millions of
dollars' worth of oil as part of a naive and foolhardy attempt to
change that nation's behavior. Kim said he needed nuclear reactors to
supply power for his people, but the reactors he had were capable of
producing the material needed to build thermonuclear bombs.

Clinton decided that if the United States gave North Korea oil and
promised help to build reactors that wouldn't generate thermonuclear
material, Kim's energy problem would be solved and the world would be a
safer place.

The problem was that the success of the scheme depended on accepting
Kim as a basically well-meaning national leader who tells the truth,
cares about his people, wants peace and can be trusted. Clinton, Carter
and Secretary of State Madeleine Albright were possibly the only three
people in the world willing to do that. Most everyone else recognized
Kim as a madman who cares not a whit for the people he rules and seems
incapable of dealing forthrightly with anyone.

Still, while Kim may be crazy, he's no fool. He knew a sucker when he
saw one, accepted the oil and went right on doing what he'd intended to
do all along. He built himself a bomb and now has as many as half a
dozen to hold, use or sell. We stood by and let this happen in the '90s
and at the same time watched him build and test missiles capable of
carrying the bombs we were praying he wasn't developing. As a result,
he is in a position to threaten his neighbors and the western United
States.

How this is Bush's fault is beyond me. When Bush declared North Korea a
part of the "axis of evil," he did so precisely because of
the threat Clinton ignored. Bush knew that if terrorists like Osama bin
Laden ever acquire nuclear weapons, they are likely to be labeled
"Made in North Korea," since Kim himself has bragged that he
intends to sell at least some of his bombs to whoever may have a use
for them.

The problem Bush faced was not of his making, and it was certainly not
his "obsession" with Iraq that prevented him from eliminating
the North Korean threat. Our pre-emptive strike against Iraq was based
on our belief that Iraq had chemical or biological weapons of mass
destruction and was well on the way to going nuclear. Our troops went
in knowing that Saddam Hussein might use what he had against them but
secure in the knowledge that he couldn't launch a full strike against
us at the time we launched our assault. The fear was that if we waited,
the window of opportunity allowing us to strike would close and we'd be
forced to deal with a truly dangerous rogue state.

North Korea is that rogue state. Given the resources at its disposal,
going after Kim militarily would make Iraq look like a walk in the
park. Had Bush nevertheless moved to take Kim out, Kerry would be
blasting the president as irresponsible and Democrats would be in the
streets protesting another Asian war. It is disingenuous to assert that
while Bush should not have acted against a Middle East madman, he
should have against an Asian, or that his obsession with one prevented
him from going after the other.

Perhaps Kerry actually believes that he could sit down with Kim and
come up with an agreement that decades of presidents have failed to
get. After all, Kerry promises that if we just elect him, France and
other nations who oppose us now will jump at the chance to help America
in Iraq. Maybe he also believes that he can soothe the madman who rules
North Korea.

It would be interesting but very dangerous to let Kerry try.

New York Post
September 15, 2004
Terror's Pals In The Press
By Ralph Peters

Journalists across the world are horrified. A U.S. helicopter gunship killed an al-Arabiya producer in Baghdad. And the international solidarity between scribblers immediately kicked into gear, outraged at American brutality. Not a single journalist asked the fundamental question: How is it that "reporters" from al-Jazeera and al-Arabiya are on the scene immediately when U.S. troops are ambushed or when a massive car bomb explodes?

It doesn't take a new CIA director to figure it out. Arab journalists are not only in contact with terrorists, they're in collusion with them. Time and again, we see dramatic video and photographs from the terrorists' angle, killers with rocket-propelled grenades on their shoulders and blackened U.S. military vehicles. Iraq's a big country, the size of California. Baghdad's a big city, a blue-ribbon victim of urban sprawl. It's simply impossible to believe that the handful of Arab TV journalists on the scene are so brilliant that they instinctively know where the action's going down. Our journalists need to drop the feigned naiveté. Reporters who cut deals with terrorists for gory footage, who know a terror bombing's on the way and say nothing or who accompany thugs as they ambush U.S. soldiers, are not neutral observers.

As this column has consistently maintained, al-Jazeera, especially, is not a news organization. It's an anti-American propaganda bureau. Does anyone imagine that al Qaeda and other terror groups - the head-choppers for Allah - send their tapes to al-Jazeera because the postage is cheaper? We are at war. Not only with terrorists, but with their supporters. That al-Arabiya producer joined forces with killers who ambushed a Bradley infantry fighting vehicle. He wasn't a journalist. He was a terrorist. Whether he carried a camera or a gun.

Our gunship didn't target him. It fired at the disabled Bradley so looters couldn't make off with weapons, ammunition or communications gear. Self-defense. The looters and terrorists clambering over the vehicle were fair game. So was their sidekick from al-Arabiya.
OF COURSE, we can't even get our media house in order here at home. It's been a loathsome week for American journalism. CBS won't name its source for those "incriminating" documents about President Bush's National Guard service. That would violate its high journalistic principles (although lying about our president does not).

Instead, we get poor old Dan Rather, the crazy uncle of network news, insisting that those documents could have been typed on an early-1970s super typewriter, that there might have been just the right outrageously expensive machine in that fly-specked National Guard office - and that an officer who had never used it before would use it for note-taking. Let me share some reality with Uncle Dan. I served in our active-duty military five years after those documents purportedly were written. I was in Army intelligence. And only the big boss's secretary had an electric typewriter - one too primitive to create those documents. I worked on a manual machine made in East Germany (swear to God). In 1977. In a front-line division. The National Guard got the junk we didn't want.

CBS lied. The sad thing is that they just might be able to stonewall America. That's network news, folks. Defend forgeries. Defend "journalists" who support terror. Let our soldiers die. Let the American people rot. And trash our president in wartime.

No wonder al-Jazeera and al-Arabiya get away, literally, with murder.

Email from a co-worker...MUD

Red Hot Chili Peppers' "My Friends"

My friends are so depressed
I feel the question
Of your loneliness
Confide..., 'cause I'll be on your side
You know I will, you know I will

X Girlfriend called me up
Alone and desperate
On the prison phone
They want... to give her 7 years
For being sad

CHORUS:
I love all of you
Hurt by the cold
So hard and lonely too
When you don't know yourself

My friends are so distressed
And standing on
The brink of emptiness
No words... I know of to express
This emptiness

CHORUS
I love all of you
Hurt by the cold
So hard and lonely too
When you don't know yourself

Imagine me taught by tragedy
Release is peace
I heard a little girl
And what she said
Was something beautiful
To give... your love
No matter what

CHORUS
I love all of you
Hurt by the cold
So hard and lonely too
When you don't know yourself

Pre...MUD

"FReepers, Git Ready!!"
(To be sung to the Impression's "People Git Ready!!")

People get ready, JusticeTrain's a'comin'...
We don't need RATS' baggage, you must git on board!!
All you need is strength to see the DemonscumRATS!!
Don't need no DrugWar, you just Thank yer Lord!!

Guitar break #1:

GoodPeople get ready fer the Jihad 'Gainst Clinton!!
Right's sendin' out messengers from coast to coast!
TRUTH is the key!! Reject RATS' WHORE'D...Ignore 'em!!
There's hope for all among those loved the most.

Guitar break #2 (w/key change to D):

TRUTH's Been Exhumed...Slick's a hopeless sinner...
Who would hurt all mankind just to save his own!!
Seek Justice fer those whose TREASON kills children...
For there's no hotter place than where Bill Clinton's goin'!!

[repeat verse 1 in D]:

So FReepers, git ready!! JusticeTrain's a'comin'...
Folks don't need BigGuv'ment, must REJECT RATS' Whore'd!!
All you need is Truth to see DemonRATS Love Tyrants!!
Clinton can STICK IT--in Slick's CellMate's hole!!

Mudboy Slim (03/01/2003)

"My FRiends!!""
(To be sung to the Red Hot Chili Peppers' "My Friends")

My FRiends, I'm quite impressed...
Yer zeal's unquestioned!!
FReepin' excellence...
Uprise!! 'Cuz TRUTH is on our side!!
Reject Left's swill...you know I will!!

Hanoi John's got it rough...
Left's gettin' desperate!!
Willie's Prison-bound...
MUD wants...to give Slick many years...
Fer TREAS'NOUS Acts!!

CHORUS:
I love all of you...
Who're Right and Bold!!
Fight hard, demanding TRUTH!!
RATS!! Y'all don't know yerself!!

My FRiends are FReedom-blessed...
Let's FReep the World!!
Ignore the LeftWing Press...
They forge...TRUTH, RATS wanna suppress!!
Left must confess!!

CHORUS
I love all of you...
HOO're Right and Bold!!
Fight hard...demanding TRUTH!!
RATS!! Y'all don't know yerself!!

Imagine...dream...export Liberty!!
Bein' FRee is "peace"!!
I hurt fer Lib-uhh-rulls...
'Cuz Left is DEAD!!
Each tyrant's bound to fall...
Muslims...yer trust is what we want...
As FRiends, we'll live!!

CHORUS
I love all of you...
HOO're Right and Bold!!
Life's hard...Demand the Truth!!
RATS!! Y'all don't know yerself!!

Mudboy Slim

BTW...three years ago this evening, I was sittin' alone in a hotel room in Crystal City (accross 95 from the Pentagon), less than one week removed from the occurrences on 9/11/01...I was up there fer a conference, but I found time to sneak up to my room after the speakers were done, begged off from doing the dinner circuit with my co-workers, and sat down to contemplate the events of the last week and what I could do about it. So I FReeped a few songs by Jewel, knocked out the Stones' "Muslims!!" and FReeped Pearl Jam's "Black"...the next morning, I woke up late fer the early sessions of the conference, so I swung by the nearest Kinko's and transcribed the Innyrds of Black I...this next Black thread will be XXX...the final Black thread will be XXXIII...MUD

"The significance of "33" being?"

All will be made clear in due time, my FRiend..."33" has much significance.

"And let's face it Mud, you're no Callipso Louie..."

Hah!! Actually, I have developed quite an affinity fer the Science of Numerology.

"...so your explaination had better be good."

It will be...I don't wanna oversell it, but Black Thread's XXX, XXXI, XXXII, and XXXIII will all have a special legitimacy. I'm lookin' forward to knockin' them out and moving on from there.

"...I'd never make it."

Hah, again!! Betcha mightta had some similar thoughts when you began your journey to attaining your Black belt, and look how THAT ended up!!

FReegards...MUD

>The significance of "33" being?"
"All will be made clear in due time, my FRiend...'33' has much significance."

Stop it, you're scaring me.

>And let's face it Mud, you're no Callipso Louie...
"Hah!! Actually, I have developed quite an affinity fer the Science of Numerology."

OK, you subtracted your age from Callipso Louie's, added 16 & came up with *19*.
No reason to get carried away with this numerology stuff, son.

>...so your explaination had better be good.
"It will be...I don't wanna oversell it..."

Hmphhhh, since when.

"...but Black Thread's XXX, XXXI, XXXII, and XXXIII will all have a special legitimacy. I'm lookin' forward to knockin' them out and moving on from there."

Special *legitimacy*?
And just where you moving onto [from there] anyway, huh?
Where you goin', boy.

>...I'd never make it.
"Hah, again!! Betcha mightta had some similar thoughts when you began your journey to attaining your Black belt, and look how THAT ended up!!"

Don't have it yet, y'know.
*If* I'm still alive in 4 weeks and *if* the tests are successfully passed, yea.
But you're mixing apples & oranges, belts & discs, blowin' smoke.

Don't change the subject.

...where you goin'.

"The Manifesto of Pukin Dog!!"

"“Open Letter to the Main Stream Media:

“We are not amateurs and we are going to kick your butts. We have watched you for years try to tell us how to think, what to think, who to vote for and what to believe based solely on your own agenda. In past years, you have come to think of yourselves as the fourth branch of government, the movers and shapers of opinion and the arbiters of truth. In case you have not been watching, America is sick and tired of you. We are turning away from you in record numbers. Your audience and readership is declining faster than you can say the word 'bias', and instead of recognizing the trend, you have only become further entrenched and determined to force society to play by your rules.

“Technology has allowed us to ignore you, and in many cases, replace you altogether. I grew up watching Walter Cronkite every night, not yet aware of his agenda, his bias and his overwhelming desire to turn the nation against its leaders unless they agreed with him. I saw him replaced by the most dishonest, agenda-driven anchorman this nation has ever produced. That Dan Rather is one of you should be enough to make you feel dirty....“You believe yourselves to be solely qualified to pontificate on the day-to-day events going on around the world as if journalism school gives you a special insight into the truth. When I was in college, people went to J-school only if they flunked out of business school and did not want to become teachers. “Well guess what? The world is on to you.

WOOOOOOOOOOOO-HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!...MUD

"W's Promise!!"
(To be sung to Bruce Springsteen's "The Promise")

Sultan's workin' fer Victory...the BigMan works downtown...
CM works in a rock and roll band,
Lookin' for that diff'rence-makin' sound!!
We've gotta li'l job up in DeeCeeTown...
We're Right, THAT I know!!
Some nights, I FReep with Black's judges...some nights, I write songs...
We'll follow our dreams just like those RATS do way up on TeeVee!!
We'll Whup RATS' Challengers 'til Left's Benign...Screw the Sosh'lists' and DemonRATS' FReaks!!
Lib'rals' Promise's been broken...DemRATS ain't gonna git MUD's Dreams!!

Folks, we won't haveta challenge Left by ourselves...
Righteous folks got somethin' that we'll embolden!!
I lived a secret...I should'a kept to myself!!
But I got drunk one night and I smoked it...
All our lives, WE Fight Fer Right...
The Fight that Mankind must ALWAYS Win!!
Every day, it just seems hard to believe...
The LIES RATS're believing in!!
Lib'rals're DO-O-OLTS!!! Yo, FReepers, you are so Right!!
Clinton's a HO-O-O!! SlickWillie's Lyin' and Slick Righteous Shall Smite!!

Right won big once off the Normandy coast...
But somehow FRench fergot our loss!!
It's TIME Right fights like we wuz makin' up fer broken spirits...
Of all the liberties we've lost!!
Lib'rals' promise's been broken...RATS Defend TREASON!!
BigGuv'ment steals something from down in your soul!!
Fight when the TRUTH is spoken and the RATS say, "NO JUSTICE!!
Something in OUR Heart Grows Bold!!
We'll Defend the FRee from the Sosh'list RATS...
WHUP the HollyWeirdo Stars!!
'Cuz when the LeftWing hath Broken...We'll Defend Our Righteous Home!!
FReepin' Fer the Soldiers Who'll Liberate Iraq!!
Lib'rals are DO-O-OLTS!!...for the lost lovers and all the fixed games
Thunder Road, for the tires rushing by in the rain
Thunder Road, Billy and me we'd always say
Thunder Road, we were gonna take it all and throw it all away

Mudboy Slim (03/19/2003)

CCR's "Fortunate Man"

Some folks are born made to wave the flag,
Ooh, they’re red, white and blue.
And when the band plays hail to the chief,
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, lord,

It ain’t me, it ain’t me, I ain’t no senator’s son, son.
It ain’t me, it ain’t me; I ain’t no fortunate one, no,

Yeah!
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,
Lord, don’t they help themselves, oh.
But when the taxman comes to the door,
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes,

It ain’t me, it ain’t me, I ain’t no millionaire’s son, no.
It ain’t me, it ain’t me; I ain’t no fortunate one, no.

Some folks inherit star spangled eyes,
Ooh, they send you down to war, lord,
And when you ask them, how much should we give?
Ooh, they only answer more! more! more! yoh,

It ain’t me, it ain’t me, I ain’t no military son, son.
It ain’t me, it ain’t me; I ain’t no fortunate one, one.

It ain’t me, it ain’t me, I ain’t no fortunate one, no no no,
It ain’t me, it ain’t me, I ain’t no fortunate son, no no no,

Pre...MUD

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