Nice cars though!

http://www.hoax-slayer.com/barn-cars.shtml

My glass is full. The insanity that pervades this blog is not what I expected, and certainly not what I want to read. I'll just go to my little corner of the world (and it's a pretty nice one) and not visit this menagerie again.

My thanks to those on my friends list, and those who had positive comments to make about our candidates. To the rest of you, I do wish you, well, I wish you.

Peace to all.

Ciao.

http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=iCz3BA-oNlY

The last words in "A Christmas Carol"

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/25437003/

Perhaps the last words in our liberties.

"God bless us, every one" We could need it!

Ah, the bliss of noon in Kuwait. It's like watching grass grow here; no Blogs, no replies (constructive or otherwise), only the sound of the sand hitting my window. Of course I miss the intelligent discourse and sometimes pedantic replies, but the USA is sleeping. The USA is sleeping because of the eight years of administrative cacophony that we have experienced from the inept handling of our resources, human and natural. But as Admiral Yamamoto said after the attack on Pearl Harbor, "I'm afraid we have awakened a sleeping giant and filled it with terrible resolve." We are about to awaken, as a nation, and once again we will be filled with a resolve; a resolve to muster our forces to defeat this monster that has stolen our spirit, sold our jobs, ruined our economy, and sent our loved-ones to war. This is your 6AM wake-up call!

Ah the bliss of Noon in Kuwait. It's like watching grass grow here; no Blogs, no relies (constructive or otherwise), only the sound of the sand hitting the glass on my window. Of course I miss the intelligent discourse and sometimes pedantic replies, but the USA is sleeping. The USA is sleeping because of the eight years of administrative cacophony that we have experienced from the inept handling of our resources, human and natural. But as Admiral Yamamoto said after the attack on Pearl Harbor, "I'm afraid we have awakened a sleeping giant and filled it with terrible resolve." We are about to awaken as a nation, and once again we will be filled with a resolve, a resolve to muster our forces to defeat this monster that has stolen our spirit. This is your 6AM wake-up call.

I think FemDemo just disappeared off the face of this Blog! Pity!

that is calling ITself Obamas Mama was Democrat in Thonotosassa, FL a while back today, IT has shed its skin and is morphing before our very eyes! Gotta be a white republican skinhead!

in Kuwait again. Sand storm here today...can't get no rays! Can't get no beer here either...can't get no satisfaction! Don't fight! ma salama to all...see you here tomorrow same bat-time same bat-station. As a very wise friend once said: "He spoke of many secret things of how he'd loved to roam and journeys to amazing lands that always led him home" And I hope to do that soon! Goodnight Mrs Calabash, wherever you are!

A real CLASS ACT!

Sandi is back as "symbol person" AKA "Glyph" Here's the proof (if you REALLY need it) http://www.democrats.org/page/community/post/karstar/Cn7C :)

Glad I saved this! ONE PERFECT MOMENT By Jackie McIntosh - Mar 29th, 2008 at 11:37 pm EDT Not so long ago I sat with my partner to watch one of the televised debates. "This makes me so proud," I said,"this just makes me so proud." I didn't have to say anything else, he knew what I meant and shared in my emotion. We were democrats. It was the triumph of progressive thought, manifest. Standing on that stage, a group of talented, accomplished individuals representing the union of interests, ethnicities, idealogies and faiths that form the democratic party, proclaiming our common creed of equality, inclusion, tolerance and liberty. It was a moment that generations had waited to see and we were that generation. This moment was our truest victory. It is hard to believe that only a short time later we have forgotten what that moment felt like. No matter which candidate you supported, for this one brief moment, it just felt good to be a democrat, it felt good to be an american. It just felt good. Today we are inflamed by the passions of our convictions and determined that "our side" must win. We all feel cheated, abused and powerless in this malestrom of emotion that has overtaken that one perfect moment. Many are dissenchanted with an electoral process that has delivered us into chaos. Many resent an elite, political aristocracy that would assume to impose its will, but seems to have no control of the sytem. Supporters in each camp are suspicious, angry and dedicated to "our cause." Issues are being lost to rhetoric and I have been as guilty as most. A certan thugishness has taken root in our debate and emotions have replaced reason. This party is in real trouble and to believe these wounds will heal without remedy is foolishness. Many will leave regardless of the outcome, others will simply not vote in the fall. Some will stay and fight for change. I fear the outcome of this. If the fractures in this fragile alliance are not tended, that one perfect moment may never come again. THANK you Jackie!

There's very little intelligent life left here.

There's very little intelligent life left here.

There's very little intelligent life left here.

Opps Did I put all that in the title?

Too much in-fighting for me. Too much negativism. I believe that my candidate (check my posts if you don't know) would not be happy with a few of the comments I've made. I have ceased to be positive; I am not presenting a welcoming attitude towards Independents and Republicans who wish to join us.

To the friends I have made here, and my WORTHY opponents, I wish you well. I'll be back in a few weeks; hopefully the dust will settle a bit.

A departing thought from the song "Mr. Businessman":

"Did you see your children growing up today
And did you hear the music of their laughter
As they set about to play
Did you catch the fragrance of those roses in your garden
Did the morning sunlight warm your soul,
Brighten up your day
Do you qualify to be alive
or is the limit of your senses so as only to survive"


I look forward to the music of laughter from my grandson.

Peace!

a genius speaks, not in equations, or rhetoric, or even in actions. Sometimes in life we have visions, visions that are thoughts of what might be rather that things that must be. That's what hope is about. We didn't invent it, but John Lennon sure explained it.

Peace, and good night from Turkey.

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world

You may say that I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one

John Lennon 9 October 1940 â€" 8 December 1980

ONE PERFECT MOMENT
By Jackie McIntosh - Mar 29th, 2008 at 11:37 pm EDT
Not so long ago I sat with my partner to watch one of the televised debates.
"This makes me so proud," I said,"this just makes me so proud."
I didn't have to say anything else, he knew what I meant and shared in my emotion. We were democrats. It was the triumph of progressive thought, manifest.
Standing on that stage, a group of talented, accomplished individuals representing the union of interests, ethnicities, idealogies and faiths that form the democratic party, proclaiming our common creed of equality, inclusion, tolerance and liberty.
It was a moment that generations had waited to see and we were that generation. This moment was our truest victory.
It is hard to believe that only a short time later we have forgotten what that moment felt like. No matter which candidate you supported, for this one brief moment, it just felt good to be a democrat, it felt good to be an american. It just felt good.
Today we are inflamed by the passions of our convictions and determined that "our side" must win.
We all feel cheated, abused and powerless in this malestrom of emotion that has overtaken that one perfect moment.
Many are dissenchanted with an electoral process that has delivered us into chaos. Many resent an elite, political aristocracy that would assume to impose its will, but seems to have no control of the sytem.
Supporters in each camp are suspicious, angry and dedicated to "our cause." Issues are being lost to rhetoric and I have been as guilty as most.
A certan thugishness has taken root in our debate and emotions have replaced reason.
This party is in real trouble and to believe these wounds will heal without remedy is foolishness. Many will
leave regardless of the outcome, others will simply not vote in the fall. Some will stay and fight for change.
I fear the outcome of this.
If the fractures in this fragile alliance are not tended, that one perfect moment may never come again.

THANK you Jackie!

This was a great post, but the replies were even better! I really saw some hope for us coming together in November. There's lots of barking and nipping at heels etc. but there's also a lot of reason (not 100% but passing).

I personally thank ALL of you who replied for a VERY interesting read. I REALLY HOPE (there's the "H" word) that we can unite behind whomever is the Democratic nominee and kick these bums to the curb!

http://www.democrats.org/page/community/post/ronhotstream/ChQ7/commentary#comment-gGCBXy