Me thinks all the birds of a wounded feather felt they had a home to feel safe in under the 8-year guidance of the 44th President Barack Obama.
I guess the great link (Obama's Press Farewell)-it's like being President: I can't remember all the links and all the nukes and all the names and all the....WAIT A GODDAM MINUTE! ) that was here went down and all the people get is Thank you for your interest in this subject. Sounds like an Amerika to me-always to be challenged....Is that all the 44th President Barack Obama is worthy of. An automated bot net response?! I slept with both Bill and Hilary last night: Thank you for your interest. Well: you get to keep the title Obama Ali? I guess the First Lady doesn't get to keep her carrots or tomatoes. But where there is soil and love there is hope. Eh? Certainly more dignity than the nameless stealing salt and pepper shakers from Air Force One. Like someone don't notice...;)!
Steal Air Force One and get our attention !
That's OK with CBS. Endless TV hours to fill even if the plane is totally empty! Lube jokes have a wee problem, me thinks. ;) But an empty plane quite possibly with empty people quite possibly with empty pilots. ! LUCREART 797300
Can we get the American people watching empty skies ad infinitum on network TV ....YEAH !!!! That is our artistic terrorism !!! Not sure some may get that irony ....
And I was destined to win a Pulitzer in Poetry! I took your lead Mr 44th- what is that thing called Pulitzer? Who say I do's not listen:) !!!!!
I was docile as a doped limpet (yeah,,as if but that's what you tell my dad) until you screwed up my links. HERE is (methinks the original content not link). Not that I quite trust the NYT either but if you can't beat 'em: join them;)
As if!
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One night, a little suspicious thing infiltrated their ranks. They knew the wings were fake but clearly no legs. No arms. Barely a song. They bristled. They argued. They watched. They feared. Strangely, very strangely many wings in the community slowly healed as the presence remained.
And then one day. Suddenly.....
Brief Reflection on Cats Growing in Trees
When moles still had their annual general meetings
and when they still had better eyesight it befell
that they expressed a wish to discover what was above.
So they elected a commission to ascertain what was above.
The commission dispatched a sharp-sighted fleet-footed
mole. He, having left his native mother earth,
caught sight of a tree with a bird on it.
Thus a theory was put forward that up above
birds grew on trees. However,
some moles thought this was
too simple. So they dispatched another
mole to ascertain if birds did grow on trees.
By then it was evening and on the tree
some cats were mewing. Mewing cats,
the second mole announced, grew on the tree.
Thus an alternative theory emerged about cats.
The two conflicting theories bothered an elderly
neurotic member of the commission. And he
climbed up to see for himself.
By then it was night and all was pitch-black.
Both schools are mistaken, the venerable mole declared.
Birds and cats are optical illusions produced
by the refraction of light. In fact, things above
Were the same as below, only the clay was less dense and
the upper roots of the trees were whispering something,
but only a little.
And that was that.
Ever since the moles have remained below ground:
they do not set up commissions
or presuppose the existence of cats.
Or if so only a little.
Miroslav Holub
I swore an oath to myself that I wouldn't link to a song in a Presidential Speech;) !! BUT: I think real life needs more real songs...
mi dispiace El Presidente.....
while that time portal is still open....may I suggest, with all due what the f;) this song. Billions upon billions upon this planet but suddenly, somehow, somewhere, someone or other makes all the difference.
