It Is You Who Makes Me See

You Don't Have To Twist My Arm To Work.

I Am A Veteran Of The War On Christmas. I Am Just Emerging From A Battlefield Strewn With Dead Trees And Torn Shreds Of Brightly Colored Wrapping Paper.

Shirley Sherrod Seems Like A Good And Dedicated Person.

We Should Treat Each Other Better. Why In The Hell Would You Still Have Racism? This Ancient, Moronic Hatred? Why Does Our Foreign Policy Have To Always Involve So Much Death And So Much Death Of Innocent People As A Matter Of Course, To The Point To Where No One Bothers To Say Anything. I Guess A Lot Of People Don't Want To Move Forward. It's Frustrating At Times.

I Don't Have Any Spiritual Anything.you Shoot A Guy With A Gun, He Dies. You Step On A Bug, The Bug Dies. There Is No Heaven For Me And No Hell. And Certainly Not Any Karma.