Head over to Jesus’ General and pay your respects.
If you have no idea what this is about, check out this remix of a classic, by Karl, one of the General‘s loyal soldiers, or the Colbert Report below it.
As long as we’re rewriting the values our nation has so long held dear (from liberty and justice to tyranny and oppression), perhaps we must also rewrite our songs. My humble submission:
America the Beautiful
My country tis of thee,
Sweet land of liberty tyranny,
Of thee I sing.
Land where my fathers died!
Land of the Pilgrim’s torturer’s pride!
From every mountain side,
Let freedom screams of the tortured ring!
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Yes America has died! Can you give me tips on the HTML over here when writing the diaries ?
Oh, the stories I’ll have to tell my grandchildren . . . . after I’m released from the local secret police headquarters.
But then there’s the good excuses I’ll have not to make donations: :United Way? Are you sure you’re not on the stadt’s wachtlisten? Girl Scout cookies? Don’t these go to support Hamas? Red Cross? You all supply blood for wounded Lebanese, dontcha?
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Afraid I can’t help you with the HTML: I know nothing. Unlike dystopian literature, in which I seem to unfortunately specialize.
FE, you can always flee North. Claim refugee status as a minority (octoroon, I think it was?).
“unlink” or “unlike”? Should I get rid of the link?
*confused*
Not at all; it is I who is confused, and it’s no wonder, given that I’ve been up for two straight days. I should just crash, like my blog stats.
Hmmm, steppin-n-fetchin for Canucks? Probably end up with a lot more self-respect than I have now. Wanna colored boy do your washin and shoppin ma’am?
Sure. I could use a servant. We pay in maple leaves up here, by the way. When you have enough you trade them for Canadian Tire Money and work your way up.
Wha shurrree massah! Dat Massuh Allen always knockin mah on da head and sayin he’s a good Jewish boy. Bet he said dat bout dem two jewish boys and black man burried in dat pile o clay back in de 60’s too.
I could use dat tire dough and start my own tire bidness too. Woooooweeee, next thing you know, I be a Quebecker too and singin Alouettah!
Wouldn’t that make you Cajun? Laisser les bon temps rouler!
The good times are rolling right over us
That would explain why I feel like a speedbump.