Then, don't you have Southern Pride?
Posted on 04/20/2005 7:16:10 AM PDT by OXENinFLA
Then, don't you have Southern Pride?
Would you rather they say "when the left throws blood on a fur coat"?
It is all in the same league. "Pie in the face" is not funny when you consider all of the contaminents put into food deliberately every day. It is all the same offense.
People get bent out of shape over "white powder" being sent through the mail. At least the origins of this fluid were known.
OK. I will officially declare you the loser. But in doing those important, yet tiresome, Delay series' pieces, please be careful not to offend the other side. We wouldn't want them to be upset with us.
He might not have spit, but to hear John Wayne speak to audiences about those who trashed ROTC offices, he would have used his fists, not his mouth (to speak or spit), if he encountered the culprits.
that woman needs to be run out of town on a rail.
To live among her own kind in Vietnam.
Fine. If I have the time and it will make you feel better, I will do a song about how you vanquished Doug from Upland. You can have it recorded and it and can be passed down through generations in your family. It is probably the most important thing you ever did in your life.
This man's sentence should be free beer at any VFW for a year. How funny and great to hear. I hope someone got it on tape
LOL. OK Dougie, you better get back to that important DeLay series first. We are all waiting for opus #10, which I am sure will have a profound impact on all of our lives.
It couldn't have happened to a nicer person :) She's just lucky that it wasn't a cup of urine or a cup of urine/feces mix like the inmates throw in the face of the prison guards :) Maybe we'll get lucky and somebody will offer up a cup to Hanoi John Kerry :)
[Broadcast]
This is Jane Fonda. During my two week visit in the Democratic Republic of Vietnam, I've had the opportunity to visit a great many places and speak to a large number of people from all walks of life- workers, peasants, students, artists and dancers, historians, journalists, film actresses, soldiers, militia girls, members of the women's union, writers.
I visited the (Dam Xuac) agricultural coop, where the silk worms are also raised and thread is made. I visited a textile factory, a kindergarten in Hanoi. The beautiful Temple of Literature was where I saw traditional dances and heard songs of resistance. I also saw unforgettable ballet about the guerrillas training bees in the south to attack enemy soldiers. The bees were danced by women, and they did their job well.
In the shadow of the Temple of Literature I saw Vietnamese actors and actresses perform the second act of Arthur Miller's play All My Sons, and this was very moving to me- the fact that artists here are translating and performing American plays while US imperialists are bombing their country.
I cherish the memory of the blushing militia girls on the roof of their factory, encouraging one of their sisters as she sang a song praising the blue sky of Vietnam- these women, who are so gentle and poetic, whose voices are so beautiful, but who, when American planes are bombing their city, become such good fighters.
I cherish the way a farmer evacuated from Hanoi, without hesitation, offered me, an American, their best individual bomb shelter while US bombs fell near by. The daughter and I, in fact, shared the shelter wrapped in each others arms, cheek against cheek. It was on the road back from Nam Dinh, where I had witnessed the systematic destruction of civilian targets- schools, hospitals, pagodas, the factories, houses, and the dike system.
As I left the United States two weeks ago, Nixon was again telling the American people that he was winding down the war, but in the rubble- strewn streets of Nam Dinh, his words echoed with sinister (words indistinct) of a true killer. And like the young Vietnamese woman I held in my arms clinging to me tightly- and I pressed my cheek against hers- I thought, this is a war against Vietnam perhaps, but the tragedy is America's.
But now, despite the bombs, despite the crimes being created- being committed against them by Richard Nixon, these people own their own land, build their own schools- the children learning, literacy- illiteracy is being wiped out, there is no more prostitution as there was during the time when this was a French colony. In other words, the people have taken power into their own hands, and they are controlling their own lives. .......
......I think Richard Nixon would do well to read Vietnamese history, particularly their poetry, and particularly the poetry written by Ho Chi Minh."
(edited--only partial quote)
On November 21, 1970 she told a University of Michigan audience of some two thousand students, "If you understood what communism was, you would hope, you would pray on your knees that we would some day become communist."
At Duke University in North Carolina she repeated what she had said in Michigan, adding "I, a socialist, think that we should strive toward a socialist society, all the way to communism."
Jane Fonda also helped in the organization of a production group called the F.T.A. (F*** The Army). This group helped to set up coffee houses near military bases where they would perform anti-war derogatory-type sketches for the visiting soldiers. The coffee-house sketches were intended to counterpoint the U.S.O. shows, such as Bob Hope and other U.S.O. sponsored performers whose performances increased morale and gave positive support to American soldiers. Some of the F.T.A. coffee house employees would mingle with the soldiers to help them to "relax and unwind", while encouraging the soldiers to desert. Some soldiers alleged that they were promised jobs and money by the F.T.A. if they deserted.
Jane Fonda, in her response to allegations by returning POW's of torture and abuse at the hands of the NVC, referred to the returning POWs as being "hypocrites and liars."
In 1975, after the fall of the South Vietnam Government, Jane Fonda returned to Hanoi with her newborn son Troy for a celebration in her honor for the work she had done for North Vietnam. During the celebration, her son was christened after a Viet Cong hero, Nguyen Van Troi. Troi had attempted to assassinate Secretary of Defense Robert McNamara while on his visit to South Vietnam in 1963. The South Vietnam Government executed Troi for this attempted assassination.
She had to be expecting something like this to happen traveling through the heartland, mainstream America, you know the RED states.
What was she thinking. Los Angeles would been a more palitable place to start.
Good aim, Mr. Smith! I wish you could meet Fidel Castro face to face!
" Disgusting isn't the word for a long stream of 'baccy juice delivered by someone who really knows how to sling it .."
" Smith, a Vietnam veteran, told The Kansas City Star on Wednesday that Fonda was a "traitor'' and that her protests against the war were unforgivable.
He said he normally does not chew tobacco but did so Tuesday solely to spit juice on the actress."
"I consider it a debt of honor,'' he told The Star for a story on its Web site, www.kansascity.com.
"She spit in our faces for 37 years. It was absolutely worth it. There are a lot of veterans who would love to do what I did.''
My grandma dipped snuff but I never used either that or chawing terbaccer. Men spitting in women's faces are the lowest of the low.
The weasel didn't spit on me or any man. The little girl doesn't have the guts for that. Nothing could be lower than spitting on a woman. That is below White Trash standards.
Why don't you post some pictures of the crude lowlife. I'm sure he has a police record worse than Jane's. He was probably taking a break from the Jerry Springer Show.
Buy that man a case of Skoal!
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