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I Want My…I want My ….I Want My AM Radio…..?

Nobody Cares:
I know no one else is thinking about this: I know no one else in the whole wide United States seems to care: but last Saturday, I found another bastion of American culture…disappeared before my very eyes. My AM radio stations!
 
There I was, going out on my new shopping trips where I am on a lean diet of “If it’s over five dollars, don’t buy it!” escapades. I got into my car, backed out of my driveway, and turned on my AM radio, which stands for… mostly talk radio for all those out there who have no idea what AM does anymore.
 
ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZSSSSSSSSSSZZZZZZ
 
What? Where are all the stations? No “corn prices are up”… no people talking about the problems in Iran…no jazz greats…NOTHING!
 
It’s not like I’m in the middle of nowhere.
 
So, I pressed that wonderful new invention button called SCAN. I love that button. You can get a few seconds of every station and look for something you might like. Never mind that you often do not find a damn thing that you like, it’s just plain fun. I could really use that button on my TV. Surely, I thought, I’ll find something.
 
ZZZZZZZSSSSSSSZZZZZSS----ZZZSSSSZZZZ---ZZZSSSZZZ---ZZZSSSZZZ— Nothing.
 
As I looked out of my windows, I reminded myself that there were actually CARS on the highway---I was not in the Twilight Zone--- yet. It was a beautiful, hot, sunny, day. As far as I could tell, no EMP or nuclear blast had occurred, which is, according to every movie I’ve ever seen in my life, the only event that can make radio waves disappear.
 
Putting up camera’s disguised as King Kong totem poles is one thing. Even though no one got to vote on the millions of taxpayers dollars it has taken to put up the entire big brother spying system all over the country, we are reminded that we have enemies every day. But, taking away a whole band of radio’s stations is quite a bit more disturbing.
 
So I did a little research and happened upon Rob Pagoraro’s article in the Washington Post.
 
Suuureeeerrpriiiiiz!, Surrseeeerrrrpriiiiisz!” Gomer Pyle would say: The FCC passed a ruling saying that AM stations can now go digital…but here’s the catch…only at night. This means that the new digital technology MAY block the sky-wave reception of AM radio, which explains the silence. Sky-wave signals allows radio waves to bounce off the ionosphere after sunset and also allowed listeners to tune in from hundreds of miles away.
 
Gee, I can’t think of a better way to muffle Rush Limbaugh, can you? You can still get Rush, but his signal is very weak now, I was wondering about that. Now I know why.
 
After a complete circle of the whole AM radio broadcast…I counted, out of at least twenty AM stations that I got before, only two stations left. And they were molting fast. The static was so bad it was annoying to even listen to it.
 
This bothers me because the radio-free broadcasts of America have freed many a country from tyranny. The radio of western music and voices of freedom were potent weapons in helping take down many a nation, including Russia. Is this FCC ruling going to only affect us? And what does that mean?
 
And while everyone was talking about the wonderful “digital” turnover on the television stations, I don’t remember hearing one person talk about AM being completely demolished---almost overnight.
 
As I read down Rob’s article, I found a comment by Wolfman Jack:

Without skywave I never would have become a big star broadcasting from XERB in Mexico during the early 60’s, a signal you could catch all the way to Northern California every night. No skywave, no Wolfman, no cruising, no American Graffiti, no Star Wars---what a different world it would be, all because of radio signals skipping off the atmosphere. Ain’t life grand?”
 
So, nobody will care if an EMP attack comes, and everything is knocked out…because no one will be listening to the AM stations for directions, because… THEY ALREADY GOT RID OF THEM! If they come knocking on my door and say “Why didn’t you go to the shelter? They broadcasted everything on the radio..’’ I’ll say, “I don’t listen to static anymore...so, go away.”
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GE Wants to Control Your Right to Lamp

Nobody's Perfect: How many egomaniacs does it take to screw in a brand new energy saving GE electric light bulb?
One is too many.
 
As everyone has heard, Obama and Jeffery Immelt, CEO of General Electric have decided to merge in order to form a more perfect electrical union. Oh, and if they just have to control every electrical wire and bulb on the earth while they are at it, it's a small price to pay.
 
So, not only has our Congress, Obama, and Jeffery decided we all need to get those mercury filled new light bulbs soon, we also will all need new electrical lamps and sockets to go along with them as well.
 
Obama and Jeffery must have heard that many of the people are stocking up on the old light bulbs...and if you are stocking up on the old bulbs, forget it. No lamp in any store will light them up, in the future...that's the plan.
 
It's an easy defense. It's much like the "Why take away guns? Just don't make bullets." logic. Who's going to make their own bullets and light bulbs? Mmmmmm?
 
They had to do something to stop this nonsense!
 
According to both, this will make them billions, and save the planet, after people are gone, which is a subject that the History Channel is stuck on. Frankly, I'd like to do a program called, "After the History Channel is gone." I suspect it doesn't like people at all...because it said at the end of humanity we shouldn't worry.---
 
 "The earth started out in light, and there will STILL be light after we are all gone."
 
What?
 
I'm lost, here. Who writes this stuff?
 
Obama has recently commented on how much he admired China's great superiority in their "infrastructure" and how we need to catch up...in case you missed it. So, Jeffery took a day off from sitting on the board of that wonderful organization of upstanding American citizens called the New York Federal Reverse Bank, to seed his crackpot team of observers over to China in order to learn, just how those clever Chinese do it. And as you can see from this picture...working out the bugs to the new "green" electrical energy, is going to take a lot more time, along with a lot more money...
 
But hey, Nobody's Perfect...just ask Jeffery Immelt. He can't help it that he wants to control the world, and every single light bulb in it. Obviously, he has broken just a few too many of his own new light bulbs, and I personally hope he has them all over his house.
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The Price of Fame

Nobody’s Opinion: First off, let me unwillingly admit---I watched Michael Jackson’s old video’s on MTV all day, because face it, the music scene from the last decade…stinks. And as much as Michael’s disappearing nose got creepier and creepier with each progressing video---.it was far less scary than seeing Nancy Pelosi scream again and again: “Jobs, Jobs, Jobs, Jobs!” on the floor of Congress.
She couldn’t remember the four horsemen of the Apocalypse so she said the only thing she could think of.
 
No…Nancy’s face is much scarier We have been SOOOOOO tortured by our politicians lately that even an old MTV visit from the past is like getting off the water-board.
 
I must admit, watching those video’s brought back some fine memories…back when jobs were so plentiful that you could actually make money as a…not so famous musician, as I did. I worked in bands (I was a drummer) and played in local clubs where most of the people who would come to the bars to hear music wanted their favorite songs played, and many a time it was Michael Jackson that they wanted to hear. I was in a lot of “Top 40” bands, and Michael was more often than not, at the top of the forty. And because I was a girl, and could sing high, getting hired was easy.
 
NONE of the boys wanted to try to sing him.
 
Guitar player, “I’m not going to sing him.”
Bass player: “Well, I can’t sing that high.” (Which was a blatant lie.)
Keyboard player: “I refuse…it’s up to you Joy”
Joyanna, “You can’t be serious.”
 
Singing, “Got to be Starting Something” while playing that complicated drum beat and making all those (Hee…Heee…Heeeee, gasp, Upoppp…) sounds at the same time, is one of my greatest achievements. I bet even Michael Jackson himself would have had a hard time doing that.
 
In fact, I’m sure that Michael Jackson would never have even attempted it, which shows that underneath that “I’m Peter Pan” exterior was a ruthless business man. So said Elizabeth Taylor.
 
Sooooo…how ruthless was he? Was he ruthless enough to fake his own death for money? Is he going to go live out his days as the concubine of some Saudi Prince in Dubai?
 
HA! Got ya!
 
It’s okay…I’m not going to suggest that Michael would do such a thing…( I already did one conspiracy theory this week, thank you very much.) because I believe my 85-year-old neighbor could have beat up Michael’s on one of his good days, which he didn’t appear to have many of… It’s a wonder he lived this long.
 
I did notice something new today. Most of Michael’s best videos had one thing in common: They were all different versions of the Sharks and the Jets from West Side Story, gang fights in the ghetto…with the message: don’t fight. But, sing to the girl, and grab your crotch so everyone will think you’re really not gay. And although everyone in the world knew Michael was gay, no one dared say that he wasn’t. Because Michael was trying soooo hard to pretend he wasn't.
 
Remember when Michael kissed Liza Presley on MTV and said, “And they said it wouldn’t last.” (And it didn’t.) That was the most…revealing kiss in all television history. If you didn’t think Michael was gay before, you knew it then. He kissed her like she had…a big case of Country Music Ebola.
 
I use to think he was after her money, but after seeing that kiss again, I now think it might have been the other way around.
 
And while watching a bit of the BET’s awards and tribute to Michael Jackson tonight, the proof of the horrible state of black music right now was embarrassingly evident. I’m sorry---putting on your underwear and reading a rap verse, does NOT a musician make, and I don’t consider rap artists, musicians. They don’t sing, and most of them look ridiculous when they dance. The guy who invented the drum machine should get their royalties.
 
Michael Jackson may not have been a musician, but he could sing and dance, and he was an excellent entertainer, and so, Michael’s fans are going to have a hard time letting go.
 
You know what’s coming…just wait.
 
The rumors--- a rumor like: Michael faked his own death, to get out of the embarrassment that he couldn’t sing anymore. And he was so smart; the best way to get out of his massive dept was to die, in order to raise billions more for his “estate.”
 
The longer they can keep his image “alive” the more money they will make.
 
Remember Elvis? When Elvis died, too many fans just couldn’t bear the thought. Elvis didn’t die they said, he couldn’t have…he is somewhere just living out his life, and driving through hamburger stands.
 
Let’s face it: If Elvis was going to fake his death, the last thing he would want is anyone to picture is him dying of an overdose, sitting on his toilet. Elvis not only is dead, the buildings don’t even remember his name. Give the History Channel a few months and they will have a special on called: “Life after Elvis Presley and Michael Jackson.”
 
Michael’s Graceland is already being planned and the money is already pouring in. The family is going to cash in…finally.
 
Today, we witnessed Michael Jackson’s father: his first words were all about how Michael was going to be more famous now then he ever was…so go out and buy anything you can because…we have his kids.
 
Joe will be shameless. He wasn't even upset that he lost a son...he was just concerned about the "superstar." Good god.
 
 Jesse James mother did much the same thing after Jesse's death. She sold “fake’ rocks off of Jesse’s gravesite and made a nice living. Greed…I actually think Michael was right in one thing, his father was ruthless. He proved it today.
 
So...if you DO happen to see Michael on some desert island, living as a woman with a good looking construction worker… Don’t tell anyone, just go home and watch MTV…I’m sure they will be playing MJ’s video’s until doomsday.
 
And as I don’t have to tell you, is coming soon.
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Nobody Flashes: I-pods, Baths, and Mel Gibson

Nobody Flashes:
 
Tell me Michelle Obama doesn't have one of these.
 
I will admit, I'm the last person on earth to get an I-Pod. Even my older brother has one, and he grew up with Elvis.
 
But...this might just do it for me. With the right software ($6,500) you can turn on your bath, choose the exact temperature, the depth, how many bubbles you want...all by using your I-Pod...
 
Now, that's something worth spending the money for, I say.
 
Apple needs to work on getting Mel Gibson into that tub for me...in 3-D, with a glass of wine, and some really good jokes, and lies...and a nice long...backrub...
 
Hey...get your own fantasy, and have a great Sunday.
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Nobody Muses Coincidences on a Hot Summer's Night

Nobody’s Fool: Tonight I waited, and waited…for any news on the outcome of the House’s vote on “energy.” Glenn Beck and Sean Hannity had been especially vigilant all week in calling out the alarm to the people of the United States to stop the most greediest and malevolent bunch of thieving criminals in the annals of our history from grabbing too much power and money for themselves.
 
And then, Michael Jackson died. How convenient for them.
 
You know, I don’t care. There is so many billions and trillions of dollars at stake here, I’m going to say it, and I don’t give a hoot what anyone else thinks: Nothing in politics is a co-incident. Even FDR said that. It’s hot out here in no man’s land, and we are not all fools.
 
Like many Americans, I called politicians. I sent e-mails. And I bet MORE than half of Americans contacted their “representatives” in hopes that they could stop it. Who are we kidding? These people have so much power that they can literally do anything…will we never learn?
 
When Obama fired the head of General Motors, we should have known right there. They are all, as P.J. O’Rourke says, “Parliamentarian W----s,” and they represent only the rich. Which in case you forget---includes them.
 
I remember the night that JFK Jr.’s plane went down. Right after the news broke, there were at least three witnesses that said they heard rockets shots---one even witnessed it. You didn’t hear it anymore after that first hour. It would have been so easy to “arrange” an accident. After all…over 60 people who had worked for the Clintons’ had died by “accidents.” And Hillary wanted the New York Senate seat. JFK would have beaten her--- no contest.
 
I cried a lot that night. I believed with all my heart and soul that the moment was waited for, and the “accident” arranged. JFK was just a little too popular with the American people.
 
I also thought that Princess Diana had an “accident” too. In the first minutes of reporting eye witnesses saw a car race off…and we waited for “hours” for anyone to come to the scene. Anyone. Many of the people of the world, deep down, believed she was killed, but, you could not accuse the rich and powerful, nooooooo...you just couldn’t.
 
And so, Michael Jackson has a doctor who shoots him up, and it kills him--then the doctor disappears? Doesn’t even go to the hospital with him? Right on the very cusp of our Congress passing the biggest global warming tax in the history of the world?
 
Coincidence? Sorry. I don’t buy it.
 
Tonight, you couldn’t find the news on whether the bill had passed or not. Not anywhere. I had to go on Drudge to find out. Not even FOX. No--- the world was mourning a pop star---one that might even have been a child molester.
 
So, how will they manipulate the masses to accept Universal Health Care? I’ll give you one good guess--
 
Old Ted Kennedy will die at JUST the right time. Every politicians will be saying that we should pass it for his legacy…it was his “baby” He gave his whole life to the cause, and we owe it to him. They are planning the propaganda packages now. They are SOOOOO good at this stuff. Makes you glad you’re a nobody…
 
So, what does a nobody do when they're disgusted, like tonight? I conned my husband into going to Diary Queen.
 
And this was sad. As we pulled out of the driveway, we noticed that our neighbors across the street were moving in beds, furniture, clothes…which meant, that one of their sons (it’s a retired couple) had lost his job, and house, and needed to move home. They were doing it in the wee hours of the night to save face.
 
They are such decent and proud people. That house is barely big enough for two. Now there will be nine. They are ashamed, I’m sure. Proud people don’t like pity.
 
And tonight my husband, in order to cut some more corners, suggested I stop feeding the birds outside. Hey…I’ll go without a lot before that happens.
 
By bedtime, I was more than ready to let it all go...the emotions of the day. I let the dogs out, and they started barking, and doing circles. I went out in the back yard to see what the dogs were barking at and heard a cute little “yelp!” And up in my closest tree, were three of the cutest little baby raccoons you ever saw, in their new home.
 
So…let the rest of the world mourn Michael Jackson…I now have three more mouths to feed… And I thank the Lord for small favors...they're not Michael Jackson's.
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Michael & Farrah...American Dreamers

 Nobody's Feeling too well today.
 
Two great American icons... gone.
 
Michael Jackson made us all sing and dance...Farrah Fawcett gave us our own updated Marilyn.
There is so much to be said about both of them, the hours we all spent admiring them...trying to imitate them...
 
In the end, it's best to remember the good that they gave. They dared to dream the American dream...and oh, what grand dreams they gave us all.
 
It's almost uncanny that they should die on the same day...these two beautiful stars.
 
And I think it would be wise to remember them at their very best...in their prime. The rest can be saved for the biographers...at least that's what I'm going to do.
 
Oh...and let's not forget that due to the American dream of a Thomas Edison... they are only a I-Pod or video away, and can be with us...always.
 
Thanks to the American dream, our lives and the lives of all the people in the world, have forever been enriched by great people who pursued it...
 
LETS NOT LOSE IT!
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Nobody Suggests Stimulus Package Contain Blow-Up Companions for Politicians

Nobody Wins: Today we wake up to find...(sigh) another “politician (Gov. Mark Sanford) found messing around with some hot young chick while the wife that devoted her life making him a success, gets the sham” scandal.
We are going to be hearing about this nonsense for days.
 
So, which party bombed this guy? Who made the phone call? The Democrats?
 
Obama’s “Don’t worry, be happy because I’ve invited all the Iranian ambassadors to all the tea parties we will be throwing all over the world,” foreign policy did not exactly go as planned. Something had to take up some news time to get the criticism of him off the front page. Why not release this story at the proper time and get the most out of it? Its good timing.
 
God forbid anyone pay attention to Universal Health Care, Immigration “reform” or that draconian energy bill that will kill thousands of Americans because they won’t be able to afford to heat or cool their homes anymore.
 
But then, that might not matter because they will be starving due to the inflationary price of food.
 
Why should we want to hear about North Korea threatening to annihilate us when we can sit around imagining our vicarious vacation in Argentina? Why should we care about Iranians getting killed on the street? A Republican is having SEX!
 
Obama is telling us that the Republic of Iran was just going to have to work itself out…God forbid any more women step out of a car and get shot. After all, that happens in Obama’s hometown of Chicago just about every summer night, and he is really sad about that fact.
 
It’s not right, this random shooting of people stepping out of cars.
 
And now that Governor Stanford has his steamy, sexy, “e-mails” blasted for the entire world to see in print--- you have to wonder…maybe it wasn’t the Democrats that got onto this story, maybe it was the Republicans. Best to get rid of all competition for the White House early, especially a good-looking threat from a Southern State.
 
I’m waiting for the nude photos of Sarah Palin to surface just about a year from now.
 
No, we expect this stuff. It’s almost become as entertaining as wondering if Brad is going to get back with Jennifer…or if Brad will come out of the closet anytime soon, or if Brad Pitt will be found getting drunk with some wino in New Orleans and crash his car into one of those new "green" houses that he loves so much.
 
But, what really is annoying this nobody is all this analyzing being done. I just wish they’d keep the psychiatrists out of it. Sorry, most of them are full of it. (I’m NOT a big fan of psychiatrists.)
 
Neil Cavuto had a psychiatrist on his economic show today. What was depressing was that the psychiatrist was on a big pity men rant---men who are trying SOOOOOO hard to stay with their wives, my god it’s hard, marriage--that is. After all, the passion goes away, and what’s a man to do?
 
It’s just too hard, he says. Men, as we all know, can’t help themselves.
 
Hey, neither can my dogs…they are neutered but that doesn’t stop them from trying to impregnate their stuff dolls. I often take pictures, it’s so funny. They get so caught up in the desire they often hit their heads on the floor. That doesn't stop them from continuing, they just keep going, damaging puppy brain cells.
 
What also bothered me is that this doctor barely mentioned just how much this Governor had hurt his kids. Don’t you think that now and forever more they will remember that Dad left them alone on Father’s Day to go to Argentina to bury his head in the ….sand? He was really there for them, wasn’t he?
 
Well the good news is: any governor that can be so distracted by a pair of mammary glands that he leaves his job and takes off for some sex and sun, when North Korea is threatening to kill us all, along with just about a billion jihadists…needs to quit the “public service” business.
 
Maybe that stimulus package should supply all politicians with their own blow-up dolls. After all, dolls work pretty well for my dogs. Then maybe we could get back to real issues.
 
Nobody wins when sex scandals take our eyes off the balls..(good lord, did I really say that?) No, I did NOT say that...
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Einstein, Gesturing Humanity

Nobody Knows--that this is probably the most famous picture of Einstein ever taken, and it was just actioned for $74,330 dollars.
 
Well, not too many people know. We're too busy waiting for North Korea to nuke Hawaii, Iran to gas it's people, Goldman Sachs to lose money, Congress to disappear for good, everyone who is not a politician to lose their jobs, gas prices to go up again, and Obama to try a few hot-dogs, with ketchup on July the 4th, so that we won't "tea-party."
 
Oh, some of us wish Paris Hilton would come back from Dubai. I said: SOME of us.
 
I have this same picture up on a bedroom wall, and I bet my $9.99 poster looks about as good as the original...I certainly wouldn't have been stupid enough to pay that much for a print, unless of course, there were copyrights.
 
The copyrights have probably expired by now, but you never know. When Mickey Mouse's copyright expired, the Patent Office just extended it for all eternity. It pays to be somebody, as any nobody will tell you.
 
Did you know that this was taken at a birthday party, which was being held for him at Princeton? I didn't, until just a few minutes ago.
Wonders never cease.
 
I thought he was making a face after meeting FDR, or Charlie Chaplin. Or maybe he just heard he was going to be a papa from one of his many "girlfriends." I like to imagine that he suffered from insanity like most highly creative people.
 
Or maybe he was thinking..."What! There IS not big bang? There are fifty dimensions?! "
 
 "What...I forgot a square?" 
 
But, let the man speak for himself---Einstein, reportedly ordered five copies for himself, and then sent one to a good friend with this quotation on the back:
                            
                    "This gesture you will like, because it is aimed at all humanity."
 
So, Einstein didn't think much of "humanity?" Can you blame him?
 
I wonder what kind of faces he would be making now?
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Jimmy Carter...Iran is Calling...Pick Up the Phone...

Nobody's Perfect:
Okay, the good news is the tea parties in Iran are being blasted around the world, despite the ban on CNN reporters...
And many think the bad news is that Obama is not doing enough to support the "people" of Iran.
 
 
So...why is he not, sending in the best, the most talented, the overestimated 800-year-old ace-in every liberals hole?--That lovable peanut farmer, turned nuclear physicist, turned President, turned traitor...Jimmy Carter?

Nobody's Perfect.
 
The man who loves to assure every dictator in the world that he did in fact: win his fraudulent elections, and thank you very much for that big check sent to the many Jimmy Carter's "election" offices around the world. Granting blessings on dictatorships is a thriving business, and the book deals are nice too.
 
If you are a more than an unworthy character, then Jimmy can really clean up that image. Just send that check.
 
After all, look how many years he has gotten by with the, "I'm just a good-old-boy" who lusts, and talks, and travels, and collects checks spreading "democracy" the world over.
 
Our own home-grown potato head....
 
So when, I ask you, WHEN is Obama going to bring him out?
 
Maybe this will be the ONE time he won't take credit. Maybe Khomeini might just not let old Jimmy leave the country. Khomeini and his buddy, Ahmahinajad, are on the same path.
 
Consider what he has said;
 
"We do not worship Iran. We worship Allah. For patriotism is another name for paganism. I say let this land (Iran) burn. I say let this land go up in smoke, provided Islam emerges triumphant in the rest of the world."
                                                                                                                     ---Ayatollah Khomeini
 
Spoken like a true idiot.
 
So, is it any wonder so many people are in the streets? How would we feel if Obama said something to that order?
 
And will Jimmy Carter be BRAVE enough to saunter into this mess? Does he really think that Khomeini will fork out the money for the Jimmy Carter stamp of "approval?"
 
Or does Obama want to take all the credit, for "peace"?
 
The question is, all you paganists: Where, oh where is Jimmy?
 
Jimmy...are you feeling lucky today? Iran is calling yoooooooouu!

Go ahead...make our day Mr. Carter..verify the Iranian elections results.
 
The People are waiting.
 
(Cartoon and quote from "My vast right wing conspiracy" blog.)
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Happy Father's Day!

Nobody Knows---
Just how many fathers received this solid gold beer mug, made by Ginza Tanaka, for Father's Day.
 
It's only $50,000. A real steal.
 
Frankly, it's not enough for all the grand dads that I personally count as my friends, because they will be happy with the simple ties, and silly gifts that I'm sure they will be overjoyed to receive instead.

Happy Father's Day!
And don't forget, most of the family is just being nice to you so that you will barbecue, because everyone knows, NO one can grill like a dad.
 
No one.
 
And be thankful that you don't have to make the potato salad.
 
Have a great day! And if you can't get the mug, ask for the geisha.
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Nobody Flashes ALMOST Naked Women

Nobody Flashes: Now that I've got your attention...no, this is not Obama's personal water attendant, it's an old add from a fashion magazine...selling water.
 
I mention this only because Calvin Klein continues to use sex to sell his clothes.
 
Have you seen his latest add? Check it out...who needs clothes? Why bother?
 
Now, I would say that this picture of the woman behind the purse is about as suggestive as one can get...I got both these pictures from the March issue of IN STYLE, 2001.
 
Why they think pictures like these sell products to women, I have no clue. More likely, the photographers just wanted a kick. Certainly, no woman thinks her purse is going to get her a man...but then again, maybe that's what purse's are really for. You could carry some wonderful manly tools in that thing,...
 
"Here, I happen to have an electric drill right here in my purse, cutie! No need to go to Sears!Wait, there's a really nice socket wrench too! And here's some lug nuts!"
 
The difference is these pictures are of woman old enough to have legal sex, where as Calvin Klein's models look like they are all just shy of seven, which of course gives Sarah Palin ammunition at the world when they start attacking her, and her daughter.
She should say, "Well, I have to compete against Calvin Klein...telling kids that they should buy his jeans and have sex as soon as they don't put them on...it's not easy you know. David Letterman should attack Calvin Klein, he makes millions promoting sex to underage girls."
 
Really, it's all about the age. At least that's my opinion.
 
Hey, I just posted these pictures for the guys. I happen to think that is one butt-ugly purse and would not be seen with it, even if I had no clothes on and my life depended on it!
 
So there.
 
I wouldn't mind having a pair of wings though.
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Nobody's Perfect: Muhammad BP

Nobody's Perfect: Right after 9/11, try to recall, if you can, just how many times President George W. Bush said,“We must take the fight to Iraq, in order to fight over THERE, instead of here.”
 
Most of us were having trouble with that statement, because, well frankly, we just didn’t see too many Saudi’s in our neighborhoods standing ready with guns in hand at our local corners to blow us all up. That’s how isolated they made the twin towers destruction appear to us. It was a one-time fluke.
 
 “Who knew?” said Condi Rice. Later we found out quite a few people knew, but were not allowed to talk about it.
 
Here it is almost nine years after 9/11, and yesterday, I went to buy my usual Powerball Lottery ticket at my local BP gas station, (leave me alone---don’t even go there.) and there before me was yet another pair of grinning Saudi men, boisterously bantering with the all-white Anglo Saxons before them, paying for their gas and lotteries tickets. It was then I realized that now, every gas station around my house inside a ten mile radius are owned by Saudi’s. All of them.
 
Oh, they are courteous to the Americans; they smile at you when they take your money---but in their eyes, you can see their disgust, especially if you happen to be a blond woman. Okay, it’s a free country, right? Get over it I tell myself.
 
So there I was, dreaming of how I should win 72 million on my birthday when I noticed the paper. Right up front, there it was. Not USA Today, not our dearly un-beloved Post-Dispatch, but a paper for only those who can read Arabic. Right there.
 
Up front.
 
So I said to myself…this is NOT good. Just how many Saudi’s are now here?
 
If I had seen a French paper, all in French, I would have said the same thing, but as I looked at these guys, it looked as if they had just gotten off the bus, so to speak.
 
Yes, welcome to America, guys.
 
Then I got to thinking how right after 9/ll, all our local gas stations closed down. Poof. Just like that. Actually, it was shocking to me. Stations that I had gone to for over twenty years…one morning…just gone. Like a bad one-night stand. Whole stations, left to rot in the sun, in the middle of a crowded highway. It didn’t make any sense. BUT…around the corner brand new superstations were going up all over the place..which were really great, until you realized that they were owned by Hugo Chavez.
 
One really stupendous one called Chevron was a favorite until we found out that we were actually giving money to a guy who called our President the Devil. Who knew? So, what’s that make us I thought…Satan worshippers?
 
After the news got out, people stopped going to Chevron…so, within a few months; we saw a new station, under a new name.
 
They think Americans are stupid. They judge us by our politicians.
 
So I got to thinking about it. What if…the Saudi’s plan is to buy up every single gas station here in America? Every one. What a perfectly stealth way to overtake a society. Infiltrate the infidels…control not only their gas prices but the very stations where they buy that gas. Get as many relatives as you can over here.
 
You can make a lot of road bombs with all that gas. (Hi, NSA!)
 
After all, both President Bush and Obama just love that Saudi King, and he has a lot of relatives. Maybe that’s why we had to have a President called Barak.
 
And here we all thought it was our Congress and Monica Lewinsky that was holding our politicians hostage.
 
If you see this happening around YOUR neighborhood, maybe we ought to ask ourselves: its one thing to not drill for our own oil, but it’s quite another thing altogether to let every Saudi and their cousin into our country to own the gas stations that sell it to us.
 
So…Mr. Bush….what good was taking the fight OVER THERE, when you let them come freely into our country, to infiltrate and set up camp here? You tell me, next time your dad jumps out of a plane. I’d love to hear it. In fact, you are being blamed for Obama being elected in the first place you know.
 
Somewhere in that paper that I couldn’t read was a statement I bet… “We must take the fight over there, so we don’t have to fight it here.”
 
No wonder they want us to get electric cars.
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Nobody Knows Why I Like Birds

Nobody's Knows:
I love birds. Most people who know me think I am practically on the cusp of severe neurosis when it comes to my dear parakeets. I still have my little dead parakeet “Sunny” downstairs wrapped up in tissue paper in my freezer.
You see, I just couldn’t bring myself to put him in the ground when he died. Sunny, got very sick a few years ago, right in the middle of winter. And of course, as luck would have it, our “electric” went out for three days, and we couldn’t keep the fire going, to keep the birds warm. We finally took them (at the time I had four parakeets) to a local hotel…in a last effort to save my little yellow soul mate. It didn’t matter. That first night did him in…the house was a good 20 degrees…and that was sitting NEXT to our fireplace. The houses of today might as well be made of paper, all the good they are for holding in the heat.
 
And this morning, very early, there I was, on my birthday, at the Vets, with two more “sick” parakeets. One, who goes by the name of Snowball, was filled with protein evidently. The Vet, who has been there at the “passing” of many of my dear “pets” was surprised that she was still alive. It seems she can’t make eggs, so she just fills up with fluid. She looks like she sitting on a huge balloon. He stuck a big needle in her and filled it with…junk. Protein he said. Gee.
 
He couldn’t remove the ovaries of a bird he said…so therefore, I must just wait for the inevitably day when Snowball (who is an albino) just pops, I suppose.
 
And then there’s Smoky. Smoky has a limp leg. He pulled a tendon one day trying to get away from me catching him to take him to the doctor. He hobbles, but his future looks good, although somewhat depressing, because Snowball was his girlfriend, and I must admit, I envied their sex life which has passed them both now, due to her balloon and his limp leg. And like a true male, Smoky is taking the loss of his morning hump pretty badly.
 
Now, there is a point to this meaninglessness talk about birds.
 
I had taken both “sick” birds out of the big cage to be by themselves, but it was obvious, they couldn’t WAIT to get back to the other birds…four other happy, loudmouth buddies who have not a care in the world. These are birds who have never known what it is to really fly. They don’t miss it. They just miss each other.
 
Today, my husband and I went to the zoo. We only go once a year usually on someone’s birthday. And every year, my most favorite animals are…you got it..the birds. From the ducks, to the flamingos, to the eagles, to the koo-koos, to the bustards…I don’t care. I talk to them all. I also don’t care if it embarrass whoever I’m with. “Oooooo…you’re a pretty bird aren’t you? “
 
While the prairie dogs were pretty entertaining, but... in form, style, variation, sound, color, and sheer amazement, you can’t beat birds in my book.
 
So, there we were, on the first sunny day of the summer months…relaxing in a closed bird cage when this little guy (see picture) flew down, inches away from our feet… and spread out both wings…and sat there. Odd…what is he doing we whispered? Well, who knows? His blue wings were enough to make you realize that no human could have designed something so perfectly, wonderfully blue. At first I thought he was maybe drying his wings…but they weren’t wet. No, he was showing off
 
After about five whole minutes of being just incredibly breathtaking…he flew off. Unlike the poor huge Eagles, who were in cages so small it seemed almost cruel…he could…fly off that is.
 
 Freedom.
 
If you’ve never experienced it, you don’t know what you’re missing. My parakeets don’t want freedom. They prefer the safe cozy confines of the secure cage they have always known.
 
We have been so very free in America. And the question arises: Will someday our children, and their children, not want to be free, but instead prefer to remain happy in their secure little worlds…taken care of by this global nanny state, where class, and race tell the purpose of your life?
 
Will future children raised in a less free America desire freedom…having never known the feeling of what it’s like to be free? Is it in our genes to fight for freedom?
 
Well, if you look at the liberals of today, they act just like my parakeets. They prefer the zoo.
 
Too bad we just can’t put them all there.
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Nobody's Opinion is back: Pass the Iceberg

Wow. I take a month off and what do you know…the world gets worse. What happened? Everything was supposed to get better---but the message that keeps coming at us is…
We few at the top just wish you’d people would shut up and leave us alone. You’re too stupid to realize the problems we have, and we CERTAINLY don’t want you to know what we really do in the back rooms, so just stay home and do what we say.

If we say that we have to control all the banks and businesses in the world---we do.
 
If we say that you use too much water, are too selfish with your time and money, and should not drive at all, you should listen to us---we know.
 
 
If we say that we must have CZARS put in place to report only to the President, we should. Trust us--- it’s the fastest way to get anything done.
 
If we say that the brand of America is being transformed into a country that was much too “arrogant” in its image, and it must be changed because we have decided it’s going to the experimental ground for the New Global Corporate Order, where millions of immigrants from all over the world will be enticed to come and join in the new experiment of getting all the different cultures of the world to live together, controlled by a few multinational companies, in newly raised cities, where everyone will posses a big propaganda screen, and look forward to eating boxed pre-prepared dinners, ----you will.
 
Cooking with gas will become too expensive, due to the energy tax…your energy use will be monitored…not ours.
 
 
And cancer will grow to unimaginable bounds. But you will be happy, and feel safe, if you work for us---and we will take care of your young. The old will just have to face their end sooner than later. They must realize it’s for the good of the planet. Don’t worry, we will legalize marijuana and you will feel no pain in your death.
 
 
And quit being so selfish…we know, there are just too many people on the earth for our liking, and we have big plans to rectify that problem. And you dear people are on the “need to know basis, and you do not need to know…just to obey.”
 
If you want to make the big bucks, you will need to move to another country. In the meantime, everyone will make less. We will take the excess and use it wisely. We have drained the wealth from the nation, and it’s all for the purpose of a higher calling, you must realize…we are saving the earth.

Yes…we are saving the earth…for ourselves. America has to be downsized. Somebody has to do it.
 
In the meantime…go ahead and complain all you want. Gather together. Have tea parties. Whatever makes you feel good, because we know what’s coming, and we know you’ll be too busy trying to survive the big tsunami we have planned for you. Get used to it…you are, in case you haven’t heard…the new enemy.
 
And hey there, Glenn Beck: There ARE no conspiracies, right? Right. This all just happened, much like how “man” just happened to appear out of nowhere on the earth. It was the evolution of greedy corporations and stupid politicians that put us all on the brink of disaster. People are basically good..right? There ARE no conspiracies.
 
So, when Hiller gathered with his top men, and planned the elimination of the Jewish people over a nice dinner and vodka, that wasn’t considered a conspiracy, that was,...what…a fact?
 
I have complete faith in Glenn Beck’s common sense. It’s just that good men find it hard to believe in complete evil. It’s too hard for them to comprehend. And Glenn Beck is a very good man.
 
Obama said yesterday, in his well controlled media event: “People’s voices should be heard and never suppressed.” He was talking about Iran, but what he was really doing was setting up his defense for the upcoming protests here. Obama will be the FIRST in line on July the 4th, where he will be proclaiming that our great nation was born on the Fourth of July, praising our traditions…
 
And all the while, he will continue to put the final destruction of our great people and nation with blinding speed and malevolent dictatorial energy. The stealth deployment of a vicious enemy.
 
Hey, it’s Bunker Hill Day. It’s also my birthday. And yeah, I’m pretty much still crabby. Odds are, I’m getting older and I will probably get worse. Move over, and pass the bottle. Let the fight begin.
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