'All the dead people say yes'

Post #358,230 by Ashton 5/30/12 7:06:51 PM Reply	'All the dead people say yes' By Mark Morford, SF Gate Columnist http://www.sfgate.co...0/notes053012.DTL A day late, but a soupçon of, er.. scale & relativity? amidst our kampffs du jour. Morford, the Patron Saint of still-alive Curmudgeons What if we had Kurt V. and George C. around to fumigate the next 6 MONTHS of pestilence? We'd still worry that the mouth-breathers, now repeating '00 and '04 in FL (via disenfranchising another bogus 'list of the unWorthy'--in broad daylight) shall successfully marlow-ize enough gullibles to really FUCK-UP any next chances for reconstruction. Right? Pshaw! say I: There is an irresistible-Force which can un-do all the malevolent $B-funded mind-fucking: Al Punte humor -with all subtlety- down to voice inflection, as when George C. did the skit on the morphing of shell shock --> into battle-f a t i g u e ... and on to --> the double-speak next. When he lowers his voice into overt sarcasm-mode ALL (except the unDead) Love the point-being-Made, I. Wot. ie Fund your local/National comedians--before IT'S TOO LATE~~!!11ONE O N E !!! See? SIMPLE!
Post #358,234 by boxley 5/30/12 9:08:41 PM Reply	its all about the donuts and who gets to pass them out to their friends, anything else is a sideshow. thanx, Bill Any opinions expressed by me are mine alone, posted from my home computer, on my own time as a free American and do not reflect the opinions of any person or company that I have had professional relations with in the past 55 years. meep
Post #358,252 by dmcarls 5/31/12 12:21:30 AM Reply	Thanks! Jogged some brain cells From the newspaper article: [...] "How many radical feminists, artists, individualists, wild poets of bygone eras were trapped like animals in cages of religious dogma and social/familial stigma, forced to toe the moral line, marry against the grain of their soul, live a narrow and constricted life that their own deepest spirit recoiled against every minute of every single day? " made me think of this from 1751: [...] "Full many a gem of purest ray serene The dark unfathom'd caves of ocean bear: Full many a flower is born to blush unseen, And waste its sweetness on the desert air." Elegy Written In A Country Churchyard, Thomas Gray plus ça change, plus cÂest la même chose.

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