Demographics of cigarette smoking
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I appreciate your feedback re: the DailyKos article, Greenfellow, and aye, I do think that I'm more sensitive to Librul firefights because, as you say, I care more. Passion is a tricky thing; while it can be energizing, kick it up a notch too high and it turns off the thinking process altogether, and the Left can be every bit as asinine as the Right.
On the other hand, I think that the Wright "nontroversy " gave Obama the opportunity to do something vital and long overdue, even though it might not be entirely to the benefit of his campaign; get a painfully candid discussion of the state of race relations in America going.
As far as Barack's VP selection, Richardson remains my first choice, because of his experience in international relations, his backing of alternative energy, and the potential to attract the Latino voters. 2nd choice is Wesley Clark, to help bring Clintonistas into the fold, and, of course, his successful military experience.
I wouldn't want Hillary considered for the VP spot, it would muddy Obama's theme of "Change;" however, if President Obama were to select her for, say, the Supreme Court, I would applaud.
Lead Rooster
John the farmer was in the fertilized egg business. He had several hundred young layers (hens), called "pullets,"
and ten roosters, whose job it was to fertilize the eggs.
The farmer kept records and any rooster that didn't perform went into the soup pot and was replaced. That took an
awful lot of his time, so he bought a set of tiny bells and attached them to his roosters. Each bell had a
different tone so John could tell from a distance, which rooster was performing. Now he could sit on the porch
and fill out an efficiency report simply by listening to the bells.
The farmer's favorite rooster was old Butch, a very fine specimen he was, too. But on this particular morning
John noticed old Butch's bell hadn't rung at all! John went to investigate. The other roosters were chasing
pullets, bells-a-ringing. The pullets, hearing the roosters coming, would run for cover.
But to Farmer John's amazement, old Butch had his bell in his beak, so it couldn't ring. He'd sneak up on a
pullet, do his job and walk on to the next one. John was so proud of old Butch, he entered him in the Renfrew
County Fair and he became an overnight sensation among the judges.
The result... the judges not only awarded old Butch the No Bell Piece Prize but they awarded him the
Pulletsurprise as well.
Clearly old Butch was a politician in the making. Who else but a politician could figure out how to win two of
the most highly coveted awards on our planet by being the best at sneaking up on the populace and screwing
them when they weren't paying attention.
Vote carefully this year... the bells are not always audible.
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