You arnt suggesting giving up all freedom?

Post #15,899 by boxley 10/31/01 3:09:41 PM Reply	You arnt suggesting giving up all freedom? I thought you were more like me, get used to living with the sh*t and kill them when you can. thanx, bill tshirt front "born to die before I get old" thshirt back "fscked another one didnja?"
Post #15,925 by tuberculosis 10/31/01 5:22:55 PM Reply	I don't think he is I don't think he is. He's making a point. Worst thing these assholes have done is destroy the illusion of safety most Americans have been living under. Everything is dangerous. Most anything can kill you. Its a crap shoot. Try to have a good time while you can and stay alert. Heck, some guy got flattened a couple weeks ago driving across the bay bridge going home. A construction barricade landed on his car and flattened it, killing him and producing a commutter's nightmare for the whole evening. My 1/2 hour bus ride turned into a 2 1/2 hour ordeal.
Post #15,942 by Brandioch 10/31/01 6:39:12 PM Reply	Todd got it. We aren't safe. We never were safe. We won't be safe. Not without going 100% fascist. Total lockdown of your ENTIRE life. Anything less than that can be exploited. Any freedom can be used against you. There are a lot of people out there who will try to take your freedoms, one by one, to "protect" you. They won't be able to protect you. Keep your freedoms.
Post #15,949 by Ashton 10/31/01 8:17:55 PM Reply	Good enough to become a working Creed, y'know? But then.. we'd have to worry about someone Deifying Thee. {harp arpeggios over Zildjian cymbal brushed lightly in 5/4 time.} {Fade-in to} The darkling mirror clears and reveals a supplicant on knees near a K-Mart polyester Damask-ish bedspread, intoning - Rogue-Saint Brandioch, save me from all things which go bump in the night. Lead me not into temptation, but give me the credit cards with which to buy them all now. Deliver me from evil unpredictability. Assure that I shall dwell forever in blessed certainty that nothing shall go wrong.. go wrong.. go wro -=-=-= {scene fades into mushroomy-cloud bkg. surmounted with a dewed, freshly-plucked single rosebud, rampant upon a Gucci purse} {sound fades-in from ppp < into the dissonant first movement of the Honegger Christmas Cantata} Verily I say unto thee amigo, do not go gently into That good night. They'll tear yer clothes off fer a relic, blame you for that canker sore just before the Big night, and finally.. Sell plaster dolls fer the UAV windshield, build giant structures and train acolytes to speak in tongues.. ax=16328h bx=77340h Zope internal error 3211 Home/mea/culpa null Punter error {(Hello(world)) Goodbye} omnes omnes post coitum triste O mio Dio - Tertium Organum; da capo ... or Worse!

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