Path to national suicide

Thanks...

BB I wasn't serious about America giving land back to the NA's...

But if you need a hand taking your family land back from the Mexicans, I'll gladly come over to help, if you buy me a sombrerro to wear.....



But no thanks...I love Nevada...I exited from Cali...back in 94'...they can have that shit hole now...thanks to the libs...a sorry state of affairs...it's too bad cause Cali was a fun place to grow up in during the late fifties and early sixtees....'Surf was up and all was good'..not now though just a bunch of pervs taking my old Cali down a dirty road... But I will buy ya a beer if ya visit Nevada someday...maybe at the 'Bucket of Blood' Virginia City...lol
 
Robert Frost rules.

Totally, and the hits just keep on coming

http://writing.upenn.edu/~afilreis/88/frost-mending.html

Something there is that doesn't love a wall,
That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,
And spills the upper boulders in the sun,
And makes gaps even two can pass abreast.
The work of hunters is another thing:
I have come after them and made repair
Where they have left not one stone on a stone,
But they would have the rabbit out of hiding,
To please the yelping dogs. The gaps I mean,
No one has seen them made or heard them made,
But at spring mending-time we find them there.
I let my neighbor know beyond the hill;
And on a day we meet to walk the line
And set the wall between us once again.
We keep the wall between us as we go.
To each the boulders that have fallen to each.
And some are loaves and some so nearly balls
We have to use a spell to make them balance:
'Stay where you are until our backs are turned!'
We wear our fingers rough with handling them.
Oh, just another kind of out-door game,
One on a side. It comes to little more:
There where it is we do not need the wall:
He is all pine and I am apple orchard.
My apple trees will never get across
And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.
He only says, 'Good fences make good neighbors'.
Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder
If I could put a notion in his head:
'Why do they make good neighbors? Isn't it
Where there are cows?
But here there are no cows.
Before I built a wall I'd ask to know
What I was walling in or walling out,
And to whom I was like to give offence.
Something there is that doesn't love a wall,
That wants it down.' I could say 'Elves' to him,
But it's not elves exactly, and I'd rather
He said it for himself. I see him there
Bringing a stone grasped firmly by the top
In each hand, like an old-stone savage armed.
He moves in darkness as it seems to me~
Not of woods only and the shade of trees.
He will not go behind his father's saying,
And he likes having thought of it so well
He says again, "Good fences make good neighbors."
 
Here.

Darkness...

Darkness, Darkness
Away from the Light,
Darker, Darker
Than the Night

Pain kills Emotion,
Like aspirin kills Pain.
A momentary release,
When emotions reign...

(EMO Lapse!)
 
ahhh...so original...

Here's one I just wrote. tell me what you think

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Ornot's an assjacker
AnyOld eats poo

:)


Roses are red...lol but hey old Iron isn't all that bad..just needs a little 'old time religion!' as for ono..what can I say...a professor he wants to be...lol
 
Cool...

Here.

Darkness...

Darkness, Darkness
Away from the Light,
Darker, Darker
Than the Night

Pain kills Emotion,
Like aspirin kills Pain.
A momentary release,
When emotions reign...

(EMO Lapse!)


Beer beer for me...the food of the Gods I wanna be...oh please God let me drown in a sea of beer...for man has foresaken me... but alas the golden beer let's me relax in that wonderful sea of golden light!
I pray to thee let the flood gates pour out the golden light and sooth my spirit in your golden light!


I could go on but alas...work calls for me to correct the right!

See y'all later as I am getting hungry and must make a serious grocery run...lol
 
But it doesn't make sense that it should necessarily be our problem.
It's our problem by definition because Mexico is our neighbor, geographically speaking. It doesn't matter whether 'tards like you and Buchanan think it should be our problem or not. Pretending it's not our problem is just going to make things worse.
 
I've got one for AssCap. Let's see if anyone recognizes the poet.

God never listened to Charlie Parker
Charlie Parker lived in vain
Blasphemer, womanizer
Let a needle numb his brain
Wash away his "Monkey Music"
Damn his demons, damn his pain

What's the point of Albert Einstein?
What do we need physics for?
Heresy's his inspiration
Which side was he working for?
Curse his devious mathematics
Curse his deadly atom war


There's a message on the wind
Calling me to glory somewhere
There are signs too deep for the dumb
Like perfume in the air
And when I get to heaven
I won't realize that I'm there


Shakespeare, Isaac Newton
Small ideas for little boys
Add them to the senseless chatter
Add them to the background noise
Hard to hear my oratory
Hard to hear my inner voice


Van Gogh, Botticelli
Scraping paint onto a board
Color is the fuel of madness
That's no way to praise the Lord
Gray's the color of the pious
Knelt upon the misericord


There's a message on the wind
Calling me to glory somewhere
There are signs too deep for the dumb
Like perfume in the air
And when I get to heaven
I won't realize I'm there


I'm familiar with the cover
I don't need to read the book
I police the world of action
Inside's where I never look
Got no time to help the worthless
Lotus-eaters, mandarins, crooks


There's a message on the wind
Calling me to glory somewhere
There are signs too deep for the dumb
Like perfume in the air
And when I get to heaven
I won't realize that I'm there
 
I've got one for AssCap. Let's see if anyone recognizes the poet.

God never listened to Charlie Parker
Charlie Parker lived in vain
Blasphemer, womanizer
Let a needle numb his brain
Wash away his "Monkey Music"
Damn his demons, damn his pain

What's the point of Albert Einstein?
What do we need physics for?
Heresy's his inspiration
Which side was he working for?
Curse his devious mathematics
Curse his deadly atom war


There's a message on the wind
Calling me to glory somewhere
There are signs too deep for the dumb
Like perfume in the air
And when I get to heaven
I won't realize that I'm there


Shakespeare, Isaac Newton
Small ideas for little boys
Add them to the senseless chatter
Add them to the background noise
Hard to hear my oratory
Hard to hear my inner voice


Van Gogh, Botticelli
Scraping paint onto a board
Color is the fuel of madness
That's no way to praise the Lord
Gray's the color of the pious
Knelt upon the misericord


There's a message on the wind
Calling me to glory somewhere
There are signs too deep for the dumb
Like perfume in the air
And when I get to heaven
I won't realize I'm there


I'm familiar with the cover
I don't need to read the book
I police the world of action
Inside's where I never look
Got no time to help the worthless
Lotus-eaters, mandarins, crooks


There's a message on the wind
Calling me to glory somewhere
There are signs too deep for the dumb
Like perfume in the air
And when I get to heaven
I won't realize that I'm there

I do not reconize the poet, but I don't think this is a poem, I think these are lyrics? But I don't know the song or artist, and I could be very wrong and it could be a poem written by someone I am unfamiliar with.

This "sounds" more like a song though. I like the words!
 
I do not reconize the poet, but I don't think this is a poem, I think these are lyrics? But I don't know the song or artist, and I could be very wrong and it could be a poem written by someone I am unfamiliar with.

This "sounds" more like a song though. I like the words!
Yeah, you're right: I cheated. Outside of the Inside, by Richard Thompson.

:)
 
It's our problem by definition because Mexico is our neighbor, geographically speaking. It doesn't matter whether 'tards like you and Buchanan think it should be our problem or not. Pretending it's not our problem is just going to make things worse.

by definition of what? "Neighbor"? "problem"?


SO a neighbors problem "by definition" automatically and rightfully becomes ours? You're a dumbass.
 
by definition of what? "Neighbor"? "problem"?


SO a neighbors problem "by definition" automatically and rightfully becomes ours? You're a dumbass.
By definition, a neighbor's problems are going to affect you, where "you" and your "neighbor" are both nations.

National borders are just abstractions of convenience, even where they coincide with linguistic boundaries.
 
By definition, a neighbor's problems are going to affect you, where "you" and your "neighbor" are both nations.

National borders are just abstractions of convenience, even where they coincide with linguistic boundaries.


So it's by definition of "you" and "neighbor"?

Your idiotic use of language aside, it's not our problem. Borders exist for many reasons, labor market protections being one of them. Why do you hate american workers? ANd why do you support driving down wages?
 
So it's by definition of "you" and "neighbor"?

Your idiotic use of language aside, it's not our problem. Borders exist for many reasons, labor market protections being one of them. Why do you hate american workers? ANd why do you support driving down wages?
I don't hate American workers, but I don't hate Mexican workers either. You seem to be like the militarists: if I don't hate the "enemy" I must hate the troops. That's just more childish thinking. Or non-thinking, more accurately.

Your idea of protecting "our" labor markets is nothing more than keeping the darkies down. The darkies here are hispanic rather than African, but the principle is exactly the same. I want to support American labor, certainly, but not your way. Your way is immoral.

Finally, my "idiotic" use of language is manifestly rather better than yours, kiddo. You might want to give that some thought. ;)
 
I don't hate American workers, but I don't hate Mexican workers either. You seem to be like the militarists: if I don't hate the "enemy" I must hate the troops. That's just more childish thinking. Or non-thinking, more accurately.

Your idea of protecting "our" labor markets is nothing more than keeping the darkies down. The darkies here are hispanic rather than African, but the principle is exactly the same. I want to support American labor, certainly, but not your way. Your way is immoral.

Finally, my "idiotic" use of language is manifestly rather better than yours, kiddo. You might want to give that some thought. ;)

This will harm american workers of all colors. It hurts african americans and legal hispanics worst of all.

How do you support american labor? Describe your superior "WAY" of support.
 
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