If you are a Republican, it is YOU that should dissolve quickly and START OVER! I don't mind if there's a conservative party, but when the purpose of the proposed defeat of health care is to return back to the period of 1994-2008 where you assholes ran Congress and later the White House, then go to FUCKING HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! In the name of all those who died due to insurance industry practices, 9/11, the Iraq War, and Hurricane Katrina, if I ever go to the Next Life, I don't want to see you There. You don't deserve First Class Tickets, you all deserve Cargo Passes. You are no better than Tony Montana or Alejandro Sosa. You all are a "real contribution to human history". You believe in corporate welfare, and starvation for everybody else.
If Jesus was born in Bethlehem, Pennsylvania, instead of what is now Bethlehem, Jordan, would you revere him as your King? NO! You all get your cat-o-nine tails, your thorn crown, your two pieces of wood, your four nails, and your sign in that says "JESUS DAVID, KING OF THE JEWS; JESUDAVID, REY DE LOS JUDEOS", and crucify Him all over again. You Republicans and Teabaggers are the most Unchristian assholes. The only People that are worse than you are Cain, Judas Iscariot, and William Law, because they knew better, and still betrayed our Lord. The Lord was a Lord of charity, and if you don't see that, I hope you don't have to make a trip to the E. R.
From Keith, who I liked when he did the Sports on KTLA, and KCBS-TV:
Theodore C. Olbermann, 1929-2010
My father died, in the city of his birth, New York, at 3:50 EST this afternoon.Though the financial constraints of his youth made college infeasible, he accomplished the near-impossible, becoming an architect licensed in 40 states. Much of his work was commercial, for a series of shoe store chains and department stores. There was a time in the 1970's when nearly all of the Baskin-Robbins outlets in the country had been built to his design, and under his direction. Through much of my youth and my early adult life, it was almost impossible to be anywhere in this country and not be a short drive to one of "his" stores.
My Dad was predeceased last year by my mother, Marie, his wife of nearly 60 years. He died peacefully after a long fight against the complications that ensued after successful colon surgery last September at the New York Presbyterian-Weill Cornell Medical Center. My sister Jenna and I were at his side, and I was reading him his favorite James Thurber short stories, as he left us.
I can't say enough about Dr. Jeff Milsom and his team at the hospital, and all of those physicians and nurses and staffers in the Surgical Intensive Care Unit who looked after my Dad all this time, and kept him in their hearts. And I feel the same way about all of you who have expressed your best wishes and prayers to him, and to me, and to our family.
My Dad was my biggest booster. A day after I was hired by CNN in the summer of 1981 as a two-week vacation relief sports reporter, I traveled by train to my childhood hometown, and walked from the station towards my folks' house. I was stopped half a dozen times before I got to my Dad's office by people congratulating me on my impending television debut. There was, of course, only one way they could have known. My Dad, the press agent.
Of course it was he and my Mom who took me to my first Yankees games (even though my father nursed a delightful grudge against the team for trading away his favorite players, Steve Souchock and Snuffy Stirnweiss - in 1948 and 1950). But as my interest in the sport began to take the shape of a dreamt-of career, it was my Dad also sacrificed family vacations so we could buy ever more tickets to Yankee games. When we could afford both games and vacations, four times those vacations were to Spring Training.
He was my inspiration, and will always remain so. His bravery these last six months cannot be measured. He is as much my hero now, as he was when I was five years old.
My Comment in response:
It's a sad day for you. Three years ago on August 22, 2007, my mother, Thelma Irene Ramey, passed away in a warm bed. She was born in 1919. She suffered from Alzheimer's, a condition that could have been treated with stem cell research, if it wasn't for the [fucking (OK, I self-censored myself. I didn't wanted to get TOSSed off of mlb.com.)] Bush Administration.
I'm also [pissed] that my dad's in-home support service (he's 89) was cut by Herr Ahrnold [Schwartzefucker]. We had the chance to pass health care in 1994. That was stopped because the GOP lied to us in 1994, and continues to lie today over the dead of 9/11, the dead of every one of the Iraq War dead, and the dead of Hurricane Katrina.
The GOP needs to dissolve yesterday, and START OVER!
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The GOP needs to START OVER, because it no longer represents the original party of Abraham Lincoln. In fact, today's GOP almost resembles the Democratic Party between 1865-1931. Furthermore, the Republican Party of 1854-1876 resembles in part today's Democratic Party. What happened? The GOP sold out America to the big corporations of the day after 1876. They also sold out the Blacks, allowing the South to pass Jim Crow laws up the wazoo. It wasn't until after October 1929 that the shit hit the fan big time when the Stock Market crashed. The GOP should have died then.
They still don't get it. They keep pushing for "free market principles" FOR THE CONSUMER (i. e., the poor, minorities, etc. They don't believe a middle class actually exists.), but they believe in corporate handouts. In other words, they'll use fear, and appeals to racism, but won't help the shit out of you. You "have to accept Jesus" for that. (They never knew Jesus. They're like the fucked-up Pharisees and Sadducees of old.)
If you believe in Jesus, then let's remember the charity and non-judgmental statements he has made since He was baptized in the Jordan River. Our duty is to help the poor, because we have been given much, we should return in kind.
From the Desert to the Sea, and all of Southern California, goodbye Theodore. Please say hi to Jerry, Clete, Bill, Gil, Bob, John, Francis, Chick, Stu, Hal, Larry, Chris, Don, the other Jerry, Merlin, and even that stupid old fart, George.
May his son continue to count the days Chimpy McFlysuit hung that sorry-ass banner on that ship.
"What About Now" by Daughtry
Shadows fill an empty heart
As love is fading,
From all the things that we are
But are not saying.
Can we see beyond the stars
And make it to the dawn?
Change the colors of the sky.
And open up to
The ways you made me feel alive,
The ways I loved you.
For all the things that never died,
To make it through the night,
Love will find you.
What about now?
What about today?
What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?
What if our love never went away?
What if it's lost behind words we could never find?
Baby, before it's too late,
What about now?
The sun is breaking in your eyes
To start a new day.
This broken heart can still survive
With a touch of your grace.
Shadows fade into the light.
I am by your side,
Where love will find you.
What about now?
What about today?
What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?
What if our love, it never went away?
What if it's lost behind words we could never find?
Baby, before it's too late,
What about now?
Now that we're here,
Now that we've come this far,
Just hold on.
There is nothing to fear,
For I am right beside you.
For all my life,
I am yours.
What about now?
What about today?
What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?
What if our love never went away?
What if it's lost behind words we could never find?
What about now?
What about today?
What if you're making me all that I was meant to be?
What if our love never went away?
What if it's lost behind words we could never find?
Baby, before it's too late,
Baby, before it's too late,
Baby, before it's too late,
What about now?
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