Friday, November 07, 2008

Enjoyed a late lunch with Mary Ann Van O. We just went to Dynasty in town (that's Tuckerton, the booming metropolis with a population of at least 5,000). A. came down to be with Pat. She borrowed two crock pots and a few other things for her party tomorrow night.
Talked to Betty and son, Steve, who's having surgery tomorrow. Pat about the same. His appetite is okay, but the breathing is very bad. Awaiting a call from the "home physician" today. Am still not sure whether he can make it to the surgeon's to get the ear checked.
Just a little heads-up from Anti-War.com:
"Perhaps the greatest failure of the political system today is the lack of leaders appealing to the large number of Americans opposed to a policy of empire."
And this from from Chris Floyd:
"While America continues its giddy, self-congratulatory celebration of 'change,' Afghans find themselves mired in the tragically familiar: yet another round of mourning for yet another massacre of innocent civilians in yet another blind, bludgeoning air strike by American forces.This time almost 40 people, including 10 women and 23 children, were ripped to shreds of bone and viscera when an American missile struck a wedding party in the remote village of Wech Bakhtu, according to Washington's own hand-picked native satrap, President Hamid Karzai."
Ominously, Obama has emphasized his determination to turn his military sights and war preoccupation to Afghanistan. Hey, we're just priming the pump here, folks--getting the electorate used to tearing babies limb from limb in yet another country.
Okay, okay, I'll stop--but first this from Dennis Perrin:
"Let's not forget whose interests (Obama) truly serves, that Wall Street chose him over McCain, and worst of all, that Joe Biden is a heartbeat away. I know -- better Biden than Sarah Palin. Scumbag trumps psycho, one of liberty's many blessings. Again, you gotta work with what's lying around."
Love that "scumbag trumps psycho," Dennis!

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