Somebody Got Ripped Off...

 Nobody Wins: 

On the news today: THE STOCK MARKET IS FALLING,FALLING, FALLING!" So, here's
where I get confused. How can the stock market fall, when so many companies are really racking in the dough? I'm not a math wiz, so somebody explain this to me. 

The U.S. Department of Commerce reported last week that American companies just had their best quarter ever, earning profits at an annual rate of $1.659 trillion in the third quarter. The next-highest annual corporate profits level on record—$1.655 trillion—was in the third quarter of 2006. In fact, American corporate profits have grown for seven straight quarters at some of the fastest rates in history.

No wonder it's so easy for Obama to play the rich against the
poor.  The rich CEO's at the multinational corporations make enough money to buy
houses like this one in Switzerland. It's the most expensive house in the world, at
$7.5 billion...not because it's the biggest, but because all the fixtures are
solid gold and platinum, and the floor is made up of old T-REX dinosaurs bones.
 

Maybe it's Ahab the Arab living there. He wanted to feel right at home.

In the meantime, once again, millions of little black babies are dying of starvation in
Africa, which shows you what tyranny and plain stupidity does.  Somebody is
going to help save those poor babies, and it's usually the taxpayers of the
United States that have, up to this point in time, contributed the most. If
allowed to vote on it, most of us would say...save the babies...forget the wars.

Funny isn't it? We give weapons and billions of dollars now to the Taliban in Libya:we bail out Greece as many tmes as we are allowed, but starving babies are just not on an American list of "things to do".

But think---if this rich guy who built this house in Switzerland, had just used regular old facets from Sears instead of solid gold ones, he could have saved the lives of hundreds of black little darlings, if he had so chosen.

And gee...what a butt-ugly house.  Stark, empty, and cold. Must make the owner feel
right at home.

You cannot tax these rich. They feel they deserve their riches, and rightly so. Nevertheless, since the gap between the rich and the poor really is expanding expediently, most of us would like to see them use their money on something besides gold faucets. Because LOOK what this guy got for his bucks.
The most expensive house in the world?

What's it's sitting on...oil?

Nobody's Absurdities, No. ...92 It's been a while since I did an absurdity, and I can't think of anything better to start up again with than the new Spider Man comic book character. He's black, he's Spanish...and like Stan Lee himself..he might be gay.

First off: Besides the obvious social engineering aspects of creating a character to influence upcoming young minds...I find it an insult. Not that young Latinos, Blacks and Gays shouldn't have superheroes in their comic books, they should have all that they can muster. What bothers me, is---Why continue a WHITE guy from Brooklyn's character, kill him off, and change the character into a politically correct new B/S/G being? Why not invent a whole new comic character? Why?

It's like saying, "Hey, get rid of the white guy, it's the black/Latino/gay turn now. "

It's pretty plain: money. They already have the whole Spiderman thing copyrighted, trademarked, merchandized,--- and Stan Lee is according to most gay sources...gay himself. But...then why did Stan Lee have to go to the gay area, when all these years he has kept his superheroes very hetersexual?

Most of us have had, and do have gay friends: we love them..they are in our families, our jobs, our beauty parlors. BUT, they are not the majority of the people. The reality is: we don't want a gay superhero, not because we all hate gays, but simply because it's human nature to want to identify with the superhero...and if that superhero is GAY, it very hard for a heterosexual to get it.

Make of it what you will...but many people associate gay with: the softer side. Having said that, the new James Bond guy who we were told was gay, and acted very masculine, much to everyone's surprise, just got married to a woman.

Besides, Spiderman has always been for kids. Why even mention his sexuality? We hurt the whole society by forcing little kids to learn about the difference between gays and straights, and its being done in all our schools without the parent's consent. They don't be even need to think about "sex" at a young age.

But that doesn't matter. The purpose is to get all kids used to the gays...and perhaps, making more of them in the future. Not to mention, get the blacks to assimulate with the Spanish.

This-- let's make everybody gay and gay is the new normal---is going to backlash someday, as it has in Sao Paulo, Brazil. Some heterosexuals want to have a "Heterosexual Day" parade.

Sao Paulo Mayor Gilberto Kassab must sign the legislation for it to become law and has said only that he is studying it. His office declined Wednesday to say whether he supports the proposal. The legislation's author, Carlos Apolinario, said the idea for a Heterosexual Pride Day is "not anti-gay but a protest against the privileges the gay community enjoys." In a recent report, the gay rights group Grupo Gay da Bahia said 260 gays were murdered last year in Brazil, up 113 percent from five years earlier.

And why it that? Just your typical gay -hating going on? Nope. Every year in Brazil all the gays of the world come down and put on their pretty girl costumes...and the straights are tired of it. What's fair is fair.

Will we get the same thing here in America, a few heterosexual parades?

Can Spiderman swallow an elephant?

No, but we will get the New Spiderman: who will, you can be sure, have a MUCH prettier costume, have a Spanish name, and no doubt be able to rap while he's spinning spider webs. Will Mary Jane Now become Merry John?

Nobody Thinks the new Spiderman will be the biggest hit next year in Brazil, just in time for the Olympics.  What do you think?

Nobody's Perfect: Today we have the United States Congress VS Billy Joe Madden, the father from Mississippi, who passed out in Mississippi, and let his eight-year-old son drive his pickup truck to Texas. Let's consider a few facts before we start comparing the two.

Remember, the father was drunk.

This week, we were told that our Congress and the President, reached a deal to "save" the country from default. Currently, if you can believe the stats: we have a $14. trillion dollar debt, and this deal will cut expenses by $21 billion in 2012, and $42 billion in 2013.

Wow.

They all did Obama a favor, they said, by letting it all slide till AFTER the elections. This was...more Washington as usual..smoke your mirrors and get out that flask of whiskey.

According to Ron Paul: "This deal will reportedly cut spending by only slightly over $900 billion over 10 years. But we will have a $1.6 trillion deficit after this year alone, meaning those meager cuts will do nothing to solve our unsustainable spending problem. By denying members the ability to offer amendments and only allowing an up-or-down vote that will take place in the hectic time between Thanksgiving and Christmas, this Commission essentially disenfranchises the vast majority of members from meaningfully participating in the debate over reducing spending and balancing the budget."

"Furthermore, despite the claims of the bill's proponents, there is nothing to stop the commission from recommending tax increases. What should bother Americans most is that under cover of this debt ceiling circus, we learned from a recent GAO one-time, limited audit that the Federal Reserve secretly pumped $16 trillion into American and foreign banks over three years. All of the Fed's fat cat cronies were taken care of at the expense of the American public."

So, what was this whole big, "The sky is falling and we will never get up!" facade that went on for weeks? It was all about...what? What really happened, it seems to this nobody, is that they are just getting a few more trillion to spend. An eight year old with half an education could have done a better deal.

And speaking of eight- year -olds... Billy Joe Madden was so drunk, he let his eight- year- old son drive to Texas from Mississippi, with his four- year -old sister in the back seat. Billy Joe Madden was sent to prison, as well he should have been.

But...consider this: It was just reported that Washington D.C. has the highest alcohol rate of any city in the country among adults, at 8.1 percent. Another nifty statistic is that D.C. is among the top contenders when it comes to cocaine and marijuana use. Are we surprised? This explains why Marion Berry kept getting elected right next door to the White house...with the White House silent. The Mayor was caught on tape selling cocaine? And yet he was re-elected? Doesn't that tell you something?

Could it be, the reason the country is going off the road, is we are letting men and women with the experience of a stoned and drunk eight- year- old kid run the country? Are they all drunk? High? Freaking out on coke? Shouldn't they all be in prison with Billy Joe Madden with the crimes they have committed?

You have to hand it to that eight-year-old kid. Somehow he managed, despite having a drunk father sitting beside him, to get that pickup truck quite a few miles without hurting anyone. If Congress was driving that car, it would still be in a ditch by the side of the road, and would never make it out of Biloxi.

And on that note...I think I'll go have a drink.

Nobody Wins

Terror...often arises from a pervasive sense of disestablishment: that things are in the unmaking. ...Stephen King

One thing you can say about most of the Republicans: When they don't get their way, they are very lame. Not so the Democrats...they throw big temper tantrums. Veins stick out. Lips tighten. Fingers go up. They make DEMANDS. Do what I say: right now.

Remember when Bill Clinton got mad about being impeached and then went out the next day and bombed an aspirin factory? Obama's numbers started dropping, and he went and dropped bombs on Libya. And our Congress...lets them.

At this point, I'm all for getting rid of the office. The ones in power go into megalomania, and the older ones just won't go away. Each President gives themselves even more power than the last, by executive degree. Like Kings crowning themselves. It's NOT what our founders intended.

While watching Obama throw his little temper tantrum on TV today, his anger barely being held beneath his condescending exterior--- all nobody keep thinking was, "Hid the football!" We saw the great "black" rage of Obama today, because he wants more money, and John Boehner, the majority leader of the House said, "no more taxes" and then walked out. Good for him.

Obama got so mad, he called a news conference, immediately. NOBODY walks out on Obama.

Uh....didn't Obama walk out on John Beohner just a few days ago? I'm pretty sure he did. What? He can walk out, but nobody else can?

The speech was the usually democratic lying: "We" need more revenue, and a BIG DEAL, and he'd better get his way because the Republicans want to punish the middle class and the poor. Frankly, I think Obama has been doing just fine in the area of punishing the middle class and poor.

There is only one thing Obama knows how to do really well...strike terror into everyone who is listening. His mindset is : Lie, deceit, and destroy. Obama causes chaos, which many say: is his intention.

On FOX, someone said that Boehner has to get control of the "tea party" representatives because they are the ones demanding no new taxes, and are the "ignorant" ones who are going to destroy the country. Yes, have you noticed? FOX is putting on more liberals.

So, what's this all about? Here's how one nobody put what's at stake: "Obama's only chance at re-election is to get the GOP House to agree to a tax increase. This would anger GOP voters, and get them to stay home, and get Obama re-elected. Just say no to any tax increase, and he is gone in 2012, guaranteed. "

That about sums it up. We WILL remember if they cave in to the bully on the block.

What stuck terror into my beating heart today was this: I heard a respected news reporter say that IF the debt limit is not raised, then the process of deciding where all the money will go will be up to the President and the Secretary of the Treasury.

What? Isn't Congress suppose to do that according to our Constitution? Do we even HAVE a Constitution anymore?

Bill Clinton says Obama should just site the 14th Amendment and do what he wants.

You know, I'm about fed up with Bill Clinton. I don't know about you, but at this moment in time, I almost wish some bimbo would take him to Alaska and leave him on an iceberg with Al Gore.

Nobody Thinks the crooks in Washington have run up such a big debt hole, passing trillions to their friends, and leaving us with the bill, and we know it. And they KNOW we know it. So they are passing the hot potato subject of "budget" cuts back and forth so that no one is left standing with it in their hands. And the rest of us that are watching this feud feel...that things are in the unmaking...forever.

If Obama gets his way...getting complete control of the money: terror might not be here yet, but it's coming.

Nobody Reports: I was reading an excerpt last week, from a guy who was at Jamestown, Virginia, during the starving time of 1609, and it got me to thinking about...food. Those first adventures to the "New World" were not exactly easy..in fact, due to poor management and planning, everybody started to starve...and this guy wrote about it:

As for our hogs, hens, goats, sheep, horses, or what lived, our commanders, officers, and savages daily consumed them: some small proportions sometimes we tasted until all was devoured. Then swords, arms, pieces, or anything we traded with the savages, whose cruel fingers were so oft imbrued in our blood that what by their cruelty, our governors indiscretion and the loss of our ships, of 500 within six months after Captain Smith's departure there remained not past 60 men women and children. And those were preserved for the most part by torts, herbs, acorns walnuts, berries, now and then a little fish. Nay so great was our famine that a savage we slew and buried the poorer sort took him up again and ate him : and so did diverse one another boiled and stews with roots and herbs. And one among the rest did kill his wife, powdered (salted) her, and had eaten part of her before it was known for which he was executed as he will deserved. Now whether she was better roasted boiled or carbonadoed broiled, I know not. but of such a dish a powdered wife I never heard. (rim shot)

 Nobody Knows if that last line was a joke, or if the guy was serious.

So, here's the question: if you were starving would you put salt on your wife or husband and eat them? Wouldn't it be easier to eat someone you'd never met? OF COURSE! It's okay to eat your enemies, but not your wife. (insert your joke here........)

Did anybody bother to ask Jeffery Dahlmer what part of the human being tasted the best and what herbs he used? Was a toe, better tasting than an ear?

 Remember in the movie "Alive" about the survivors of Flight 571 where the rugby team broke down and ate...butt?

Aren't you glad that you're biggest problem of your day today, was whether to turn your air conditioner down one more notch?

Nobody it seems, but me, thought that cannibalism was a very rare human event, and had only happened a very few times in history. Well, if you think that...THINK AGAIN!

According to Wikipedia, (and do we believe them?) millions of poor souls have been somebody else prime rib for most of our history. Thousands (nay, millions) have gone into some guy's barbeque pit for stew. The Korowai still eat human flesh as a "cultural" practice.

If it's "cultural" does that make it okay? That means it would be permitted in San Francisco.

Cannibalism has been documented from Fiji, (better known as the Cannibal Isles) to the Amazon Basin, to the Congo, to New Zealand, and to the Marquesas Island of Polynesia, where the delicacy of human was called LONG PIG.

Does this mean that humans taste like Bacon noodles?

And let's not forget America, where the Mohawk, the Attacapa, the Tonkawa, and other Texas tribes were known to their neighbors as "man eaters." ( Not to be confused with Hall and Oates.)

Is that why George W. Bush won the Florida Recount? 

And don't even talk to me about the Crusades, where the victorious army would have human thighs after a hard day of killing.

Reports of cannibalism were also recorded during the First Crusade, as Crusaders fed on the bodies of their dead opponents following the Siege of Ma' arrat al-Numan. There were also further cannibalism incidents on the march to Jerusalem and efforts made to delete mention of these from western history.

Did you know that? No wonder they took victory so much more seriously back then, if you lost...you would be roasted slowly over a fire with sweet onions.

So, now you know. Men have been literally eating each other since the beginning. Nobody thinks that now we need to pay attention to the main menu where jihadists have listed : American Pie as the first entre.

Should we eat our enemies like in the old days? Would you really want to suck on the fingers of bin Laden?

Me neither...I'll...stick with McDonalds.

But, back to the question. What would you do?

Nobody likes to think I would just eat...dirt. I tried it as a kid, and as I remember...you don't even need salt.

Nobody Flashes: Okay---so I spent too much time in the pool today, and there must have been some brain melt there because all I want to do is watch Sam and Dean kill Ruby one more time. (Supernatural is addicting) For once, I feel like telling all my own pesky and raving opinions to go take a hike.

Nobody watched Rupert Murdoch today, stand up to the British Inquisition while being smeared with shaving cream. Really a prime moment for the British Parliament of elites--- sadly, we here in America are their progenitors.

So, I'm posting this email I got because it REALLY makes me want to jump right back in the pool and cool off. Obama is going to tax us on bank transaction. This HR4646, is a nightmare. (Thanks to Pattie)

 Subject: 1% tax on all bank transactions

I RECEIVED THIS TODAY FROM VFW MEMBER

Watch for this AFTER November elections; remember this BEFORE you VOTE in case you think Obama's looking out for your best interest. 1% tax on all bank transactions HR 4646.

This government just cannot think of enough ways to hurt the American people! I sure hope this dies!!!!

FORWARD THIS TO EVERYONE YOU KNOW! 1% tax on all bank transactions HR 4646 -

 ANOTHER NEW OBAMA TAX SLIPPED IN WHILE WE WERE ASLEEP.

Checked this on snopes, it's true! Check out HR 4646. President Obama's finance team is recommending a one percent (1%) transaction fee (TAX). Obama's plan is to sneak it in after the November elections to keep it under the radar. This is a 1% tax on all transactions at any financial institution - banks, credit unions, savings and loans, etc. Any deposit you make, or even a transfer within your account, will have a 1% tax charged.

If your paycheck or your social security or whatever is direct deposit, it will get a 1% tax charged for the transaction. If your paycheck is $1000, then you will pay Obama $10 just for the privilege of depositing your paycheck in your bank. Even if you hand carry your paycheck or any check into your bank for a deposit, 1% tax will be charged.

You receive a $5,000 stock dividend from your broker, Obama takes $50 just to allow you to deposit that check in the bank. If you take $1,000 cash to deposit at your bank, 1% tax will be charged. Mind you, this is from the man who promised that, if you make under $250,000 per year, you will not see one penny of new tax.

Keep your eyes and ears open, you will be amazed at what you learn about this guy's under-the-table moves to increase the number of ways you are taxed. Oh, and by the way, you receive a refund from the IRS next year and you have it direct deposited or you walk in to deposit that check, you guessed it. You will pay a 1% charge of that money just for putting it in your bank.

Remember, any money, cash, check or whatever, no matter where it came from, you will pay a 1% fee if you put it in the bank.

Some will say, oh well, it's just 1%. Are you kidding me? It's a 1% tax increase across the board. Remember, once the tax is there, they can also raise it at will. And if anyone protests, they will just say, "Oh, that's not really a tax, it's a user fee"!

Think this is no big deal? Go back and look at the transactions you made from last year's banking statements. Then add the total of all those transactions and deduct 1%. Still think it's no big deal???

Nobody's Opinion: For over a year now, I have been turning to my husband and saying when we drive , "Where is everybody? It's Sunday!" It upsets me that on certain days the streets are empty, and not for lack of people. What are they doing? Hiding in their cell phones? I know why: Everyone has to conserve gas, ...trips are being carefully planned by all of us, and I KNOW it's shouldn't bug me...but it does. The car to most Americans-- represents, plain and simple: freedom. Especially if you live in California, where according to the movie, "MACHETE" we will be invaded by Mexicans in their elevated chassis bearing giant machine guns, bazookas, and various home-made bombs, with men reeking of the need for a strong deodorant.

The future's so bright, I gotta wear a bullet proof vest.

Obama has made it clear: He wants us OUT of our cars, and onto the trains. I don't know how most feel about it, but lose the ability to get in your car and drive to Colorado, or New York, or Texas, and you lose your freedom.

I woke up thinking about this...really. I was remembering all the cars that I have owned, and realized I could measure the years and events of my life by my cars. America has been...all about the car. Just ask P.J. O'Rourke. For the boys: it the car. You reach puberty and that first car is probably, next to sex, the most important thing on your mind.

So, my second waking thought was--- why I liked one car over another?  My favorite car, was not what you would have expected.

"The Purple People Eater" was my first car. I was sixteen, and I had purple everything: boots, bell-bottoms, shirts, dresses, eye shadow to match. It was my ticket to college.

Free at last! I liked that so much, that I traded it in for a brown duster. My favorite memory was in that Duster: I was eighteen when I asked a young fellow to be my escort, and we drove 13 hours straight into New Orleans, to see Mardi Gras, where we both, innocent as lambs, went to our first strip bar, and got kicked OUT of our first strip bar, because neither one of us had more than dollar bills on us. The strippers had to have tens. Who knew? But the back seat folded down, and left plenty of room for two to sleep. And you know what? We were completely innocent. Not even a kiss. I remember, a hand on my hip, because it was cold. Boy, was so glad he was there.

Now, I came back, and my parents who were real sticklers about trading in a car every three years, and they talked me into getting rid of it. So, I got a blue firebird, with white leather seats. I remember the guy who sold me the car, he could NOT believe that I actually wanted to keep my old brown duster. (That's me standing next to the car, the day I bought it. )

I traded that blue firebird in for a van, because, as a musician I had a lot of equipment to haul. I had four 4560 JBL speakers, and they took up the whole back end. It was carpeted. I loved that van, and had it for a good ten years, but then I traded it in for another firebird. Yellow. When I saw that care on the Pontiac display floor, I wanted it bad. The headlights folded up..so cool. . My five year old son kept saying "Get this one mommy" ...Okay. Sold. I kept it and gave it to him when he was sixteen.

That's him going to his first dance.

Once, Americans could fix any car. It's one of the reasons we won WWII. When a machine broke down, our men could fix them, the Germans, not so much. . Now, with parts from all over the globe. Give it up.  Unless you are fortunate enough to have the talent to fix cars. Those men should be videotaped and their knowledge preserved. Hell...those men should be worshipped.

We are a vast country, and when Obama starts into his dreams of high speed trains everywhere, it gives me the willies. Here in St. Louis we have a train going downtown, and be real, I won't ride it. Why? I can sit in a air conditioned car, with the power of the wheel, the speed as I pass the lonely streets...are you kidding? Take away the freedom to explore?

The elites want to change all that. If they had their way, we'd all go to work holding our lunch bags cruising along on our Segways. Nobody says" You will tear my car out of my cold dead hands!"

Every car in my life brings back memories...drive in movies, back seats, driving in a blizzard in the mountains of Colorado. Even being tortured by the vast wheat fields of Kansas.

But the brown duster was my favorite.. You want to know why? Because it was in that plain old brown Duster that I learned, that men can be noble, kind, sweet, gentle, and your best friend if you let them. They are not all out to get women, and trust me, that was the message from the great feminists at the time.

I don't know what it's like for men, but I still wonder where Mike is. Looking back on it, he looked like a young Keeana Reeves. And If I had to do it all over again, I might never have gotten the blue firebird. I'm a practical gal.

UNLESS of course, you gave me the new Lamborghini Aventador.

So, tell me your favorite car. Go ahead.

Harlequin Novel, Updated .... 2011 Version:

He grasped me firmly, but gently, just above my elbow and guided me into the empty room. Then he quietly shut the door and we were alone. He approached me soundlessly, from behind, and spoke in a low, reassuring voice close to my ear. "Just relax." Without warning, he reached down and I felt his strong, calloused hands start at my ankles, gently probing, and moving upward along my calves, slowly but steadily. My breath caught in my throat. I knew I should be afraid, but somehow I didn't care. His touch was so experienced, so sure. When his hands moved up onto my thighs, I gave a slight shudder, and partly closed my eyes. My pulse was pounding. I felt his knowing fingers caress my abdomen, my ribcage. Probing, searching, knowing what he wanted, he brought his hands to my shoulders, slid them down my tingling spine and over my buttocks. Although I knew nothing about this man , I felt oddly trusting and expectant.

This is a man, I thought. A man used to taking charge. A man not used to taking 'No' for an answer. A man who would tell me what he wanted. A man who would look into my soul and say . . . . Keep reading. . . . . .

"Okay ma'am, you can board your flight now."

Nobody Flashes Email It's the weekend and I have gotten lots of nice emails this week--so let's start out with a salute to a farmer who STILL owns his own land.

Why do I know that? Do you really think a government owned farm would do this? Naw...me neither. (Thanks to Mona)

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This is just south on Hwy 75 south. A farmer does it with his tractor and not sure if he uses a plow or a disc. He uses GPS to get the letters readable. He has done this every fall for several years now. Here's the view from the flight pattern into OFFUTT AIR FORCE BASE (Bellevue , NE., just south of Omaha). This is what our servicemen see when landing at Offutt AFB. Hat tip to the Bellevue farmer who made it happen!

Nobody's Opinion: Obama was determined today to get his debt limit "money." After playing the class warfare card, the "kill grandma card," the Ronald Reagan card, he went back to the one card he could always count on: The race card.

Sheila the Jacka***s...son Lee, did it for him: "I do not understand what I think is the maligning and maliciousness [toward] this president,” said Jackson Lee, a member of the Congressional Black Caucus. “Why is he different? And in my community, that is the question that we raise. In the minority community that is question that is being raised. Why is this president being treated so disrespectfully? Why has the debt limit been raised 60 times? Why did the leader of the Senate continually talk about his job is to bring the president down to make sure he is unelected?”

Sheila shows her vast knowledge of American history here. Why, there is not one example, since George Washington ran back to Mt. Vernon, of a opposing Senator EVER wanting to out the President holding office, right? Nobody Thinks that Sheila knows better...because to think that she knows nothing of American history is beyond scary. and speaking of scary...

Nobody Wonders where Obama gets his stats. Obama claims that more than 80 percent of the people want more taxes. Right-- just like we want more poisoned dog food, higher gas prices, crack houses, someone feeling us up at airports, gangrene, a bullet through our head, our child picked up by a serial killer, or to see another exposing Wiener picture.

Obama: "And I think increasingly the American people are going to say to themselves, you know what? If a party or a politician is constantly taking the position 'my way or the highway,' constantly being locked into, you know, ideologically rigid positions, that you know, we're going to remember at the polls,"

Obama doesn't seem to care that he is the one for the past year saying "my way or the highway" Funny how reporters never ever points out that the Democrats always accuse the other party of doing EXACTLY the crime they are committing at the moment. It's a daily exercise for them.

On the other side of the ocean, Rebekah Brook, the editor that resigned over the Murdoch scandal, costing his company millions, has lost a friend: Murdoch's' daughter. Elizabeth claimed Brooks had been "f****ing the company."

 Nobody Knows if MS Brook was a diehard liberal planted to bring down the company, BUT, Murdoch has a weakness for pretty woman. If there is one thing you have to be, it's a very beautiful woman, or you will not work for Murdoch. Nobody Thinks Murdoch, was brought down by a pretty face, but then again,  Nobody's Perfect.

And speaking of Perfect: it seem Hugh Hefner just can't believe that his very young fiancé dished him. (That's Hugh with some of his x wives)

'But in the weeks immediately afterward, as we got very close to the marriage, you know, something was not right. But I didn't see it coming, I truly didn't see it coming.' say Hugh.

Besides the fact that he insists that all his girlfriends and wives never leave his bunny estate, and that despite his millions, most of those girls want the guy of their dreams ..and they are using HIM to get ahead---he still doesn't get it? No wonder he locks them up.

 Nobody Flashes that Hugh has a serious case of dementia, with a heavy side cocktail of deliriums.

And speaking of deliriums...Prince Alwaleed, the man who demanded that Rebakah Brook be fired due to the fact that he owns major stock in FOX and was salivating for the big FOX deal about to go through in England, said this: "Ethics to me is very important, definitely. I will not tolerate to deal with a company that has a lady or a man that has any sliver of doubt on her or his integrity,"

 Nobody Remembers that Giuliani turned down the $10 million that the Prince offered him after 9/11, and how we all cheered. Giuliani said that his statements drew "a moral equivalency between liberal democracies like the United States, like Israel, and terrorist states and those who condone terrorism. Coming from a man who also said the United States should re-examine its policies in the Middle East" after 9/11, you have to wonder where his "Ethics" lie.

Blaming America for 9/11 is not what most would call "ethical" at all.

 Nobody Cares: In the mist of all this political grand soap opera today, my little blue parakeet, Pepe, died . He had a grand eight years of singing to me and making me laugh. He has had pneumonia for over three weeks, and fought bravely to not let it show. He pretended to eat at the bottom of the cage with the other birds...and then, gently went to sleep among them this afternoon, while they ate around him.

We loved each other very much, me and my Pepe. He was my little joy, and I will miss him, dearly.