1,000,000 Americans for Obama

big boy sisjr aunt lillene is standing right thre in torture chambers in your child bearinf prime texan natives born and bred rainbow up texas do not mess with cherokee on their land

Lillene Ebanks — Thu, 07 Jan 2010 16:42:14 EST

Rainbow endorsed coming at ya

thats what we do

Filo — Thu, 07 Jan 2010 16:38:15 EST

and more

God changed the rainbow to a smile on 1-28-09 in Hemble TX over the Health Care Pres Obama and VP Joe Biden 's family photo , God wrote 1MJWV with birds on 1e-25-09 on the Trinity River Texas, , God used doves to write 81 on 9-11-09 on the Colorado River

Lillene Ebanks — Thu, 07 Jan 2010 14:30:22 EST

These sign were given but only the rainbow smile was video taped! Jehovah Jirah my provider we give you praise! Espiritos De Santos! Thank you Jesus! He went about healing all who were sick! We bind corporate greed, diseases, cancer, aids, diabetes, heart attacks, strokes, ADHD, and we release healing from disease and all forms of medication for sickness and disease creating profits and corporate cgrred at the death of God's people! What time is it? Rainbow smile time! Hallalulah! You are an Awsome God! We give You Glory!

God changed the rainbow to a smile on 1-28-09 in Hemble TX over the Health Care Pres Obama and VP Joe Biden 's family photo , God wrote 1MJWV with birds on 1e-25-09 on the Trinity River Texas, , God used doves to write 81 on 9-11-09 on the Colorado River

Lillene Ebanks — Thu, 07 Jan 2010 10:08:32 EST

The Latin American Solidarity Coalition, from the United States, and the Canada Haiti Action Network, wish to express our grave concern about human rights in Haiti.

Jacob Fran�ois — Tue, 05 Jan 2010 17:58:18 EST

The Latin American Solidarity Coalition, from the United States, and the Canada Haiti Action Network, wish to express our grave concern about human rights in Haiti.

Our delegation came to investigate human rights violations, and in particular, violations by the United Nations’ MINUSTAH forces. We will send a report of our delegation’s findings to the United Nations, to the United States Congress, to President Barack Obama, to the Canadian government, and to Prime Minister Stephen Harper. We will also circulate our findings to the media in our respective countries.

From December 28th to January 3rd our delegation has collected testimony from 71 residents of Port-au-Prince, Cité Soleil, Bel Air, and Petionville.

We have learned of MINUSTAH attacks and assaults, including sexual assaults. The most serious of these occurred in Cité Soleil and in Bel Air. The attacks have resulted in injury and death, with no compensation for the victims or their families. Our report will urge the United Nations’ General Assembly to investigate MINUSTAH attacks, and to arrange both financial compensation and medical aid to victims and survivors.

We have further learned of the exclusion of political parties from the April 2009 and upcoming February 2010 elections. We are particularly concerned that the Provisional Electoral Council, handpicked by President Rene Preval, has arbitrarily excluded Fanmi Lavalas, the most popular political party in Haiti. Our report will urge the governments of the United States and Canada to stop their funding of the February 2010 election, and to send no election observers, as observation might thereby legitimize the February 2010 election.

We have learned as well about severe problems in the judicial and prison system. Prison conditions in Haiti are unconscionable. Furthermore, prisoners often spend months or years in custody without charges. This violates the Haitian constitution. Our report will express particular concern with the case of Ronald Dauphin, who has yet to receive a proper hearing after years in prison. Our report will also call on the Canadian and United States governments to urge Haiti to launch a formal and public inquiry into the disappearance of political activist Lovinsky Pierre-Antoine.

We have heard from broad sectors of Haitian society about their terrible economic situation. Access to a living wage remains a concern for the majority of the Haitian people.

Industrial workers face waves of layoffs through privatization. These include employees at the Port, the sanitation sector, and Teleco. Our report will urge our respective governments to encourage investment in Haiti that offers a living wage.

In the informal sector, vendors and merchants face threats to their livelihood. This pressure comes from both government policies designed to favour large merchants, as well as criminal attacks on their inventory. Peasants and farmers in rural areas similarly report that they receive no help from the government.

We have especially heard that the people in Haiti feel that conditions in their country have grown worse since the 2004 coup against President Jean Bertrand Aristide. People have seen little benefit of aid promised to Haitian society by the international community, but channelled ineffectively through non-governmental organizations. Our report will urge our governments to launch formal investigations of their aid to Haiti.

Above all, our delegation discovered that the Haitian people believe that their government neglects them and ignores their demands. The main demand we heard was for the immediate return of President Jean Bertrand Aristide. Our report will urge the Canadian and American governments to put immediate pressure on the government of Haiti to send a passport to President Aristide, who remains in exile in South Africa five years after the 2004 coup sponsored by the United States, Canada, and France.

HAPPY NEW YEAR . . .all

"NERVIE" — Tue, 05 Jan 2010 17:39:52 EST

I believe the beauty in everyone paying close attention adds a layer of understanding that many didn't hear or don't remember learning in high school. Some group members haven't experienced the making of a Congressional Bill. Some may have underestimated the opposition and how effective they can be when under dire pressure to represent their constituents. Since we have had the opportunity of seeing "the sausage" being made in healthcare insurance reform, we may well understand "how strong the vigilance must be", that Obama spoke of as being quite a "huge ingredient" to make change. The advantage of so many still embracing Obama's message of hope is that he at least knows there will be squeezing from the grassroots which normally would have walked away or lost interest. Our voices will have to "stay present" and highly activated for the changes we all agreed to to happen. OKAY to happy songs and crazy jingles, Saturday night comedy, happy celebrity and "wanna bee producers" exquisite videos, still love the diapered babies dancing before the TV AND on to house and neighborhood educational parties, townhall meetings, voter registration, writing resolutions, visits to congressional officials, letters to the editor, strategy teleconferences, op-ed pieces and appearances on local, state and national media, door to door knocking, aligning with like minded groups, faxing, fundraising, posting banners on freeways and highways, teaching others, chat rooms, blogging, eblasting updates, text messaging, sending tweets, billboard signs, learning the language of the opposition, positioning our message, classroom debates, library meetings, and YouTube declarations. "Pdrich" I agree, this is only the beginning of the next three years! Happy New Year! See you in the Matrix, Minerva, Santa Clarita Valley

Kybalion Moorine Troopers Storm Capitol Hill; Congressional Staff Caught In The ACT!

Blastamillion Action Media — Tue, 05 Jan 2010 14:26:00 EST

NATIONAL ECONOMIC SECURITY SERVICE

Dwight D. Eisenhower Office Building – Washington D.C.

_________________________________________________
For Immediate Release January 4, 2010

Kybalion Moorine Troopers Storm Capitol Hill; Congressional Staff Caught In The ACT!

WASHINGTON (January 4, 2010) – When it rains it pours! What is the Obama Presidency up to?

Kybalion Moorine Troopers stormed the staff offices of the Congressional 13 TEAM at the Rayburn House Office Building – Congresswoman Nydia M. Velázquez (D-NY) leader of the Congressional 13 TEAM - - - - - House Majority Leader Congressman Steny Hoyer - - - - - Speaker of the House Nancy Pelosi - - - - - House Majority Whip James E. Clyburn - - - - - Congressman John B. Larson - - - - - Congresswoman Barbara Lee - - - - - Congressman John Conyers - - - - - Congressman Charles B. Rangel - - - - - Congressman Dave Obey - - - - - Congressman Bernie G. Thompson - - - - - Congressman Barney Franks - - - - - Congressman George Miller - - - - - Congressman Henry A. Waxman.

Why not? Saturday, January 2nd – two days earlier, Dwight D. Eisenhower Executive Office Building was raided by Obama Morines and Recovery Act Morines, volunteers from Organizing For America. POPLUV THE PAYGO - - They announced commencement of “Operation Point Guard” and the cash paper started flowing from the U.S. Treasury Department.

Federal investigators with the Government Accountability Office (GAO) today observed POPLUV THE PAYGO in action. It was simple, fast, efficient, and exciting.

Has "Change" changed Your life?

Telethia Barrett — Tue, 05 Jan 2010 12:31:39 EST

Has the Obama Administration helped you start a business, go back to school or buy a home, let's talk about how Change has changed our lives.

Part II: 'Soul Food' Lessons --- 21st Century

Ailene — Tue, 05 Jan 2010 06:47:17 EST

Part I: 'Soul Food' Lessons http://my.barackobama.com/page/community/post/invisibilityblanket/gGMyJK

"As the country moves gingerly towards economic recovery, we should ask ourselves 'What lessons have we learned?' For many of us (individuals and businesses) it may have been the first time we had to adjust to utilizing meager resources to create something that is satisfying. In my opinion, the best thing we could do is learn the 'Soul Food' Lesson."

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In the 1980s, everything was big, big, big....more, more, more. There were big hair, big cars, more houses, more money. The excesses came to a halt in the 1990s when 'thrifty' became the goal 'downsizing' became the process of many businesses. It was an opportunity to pursue a vision for America that would've allowed us to be more competitive globally and maintain sustainable economic growth. It was a beginning.Yet, generally speaking, we faltered and became complacent. We didn't fully learn the 'soul food lesson'. The measures taken to make our families, businesses, and organizations more efficient were painful, but produced savings. However, instead of building on the more efficient processes i.e. developing new technologies/products for the future while expanding into new markets; as soon as we begin to see positive economic growth again we piled on the 'excesses' that were cut and making us less competitive and productive. So what have we learned this time?

Now, we are faced with similar challenges. Cutbacks are being made in order to bring about more efficiency and productivity. Do we go back to old habits? It's like an obese person who has lost weight. After the initial thrill of experiencing the weight loss and the benefits that come with it, s/he must guard against reverting back to ole' habits that contributed to weight gain. So what have we learned?

Have we learned the value of relationships and to appreciate the unique contributions of others?Have we learned perennial life skills such as discipline, budgeting, time management, creative but practical problem solving, flexibility, and adaptability? Yes, the 'soul food lessons' we should learn concerns developing the ability in utilizing meager resources to create something that is satisfying.

Closer To God, If One Would Dance, Chapter IX

James — Mon, 04 Jan 2010 22:00:15 EST

Closer To God

If One Would Dance

Chapter IX

The view in front of the train was wide and clear when seen through the huge open space at the back of the engine. It was windy, however, as our speed was about forty-five. Dawn was moments away and visibility was less than a quarter mile, but it was enough.

As we came in toward the area of the station, according to the engineer standing at my side, the track would curve left to head in around the outer edge of the station. He showed me the small radio console that controlled four switches in the yard, the left most of which was the one that, when thrown, would allow us to proceed straight into the yard.

“We’re going in hot,” I said, seeing the buildings of the yard appear out of the morning gray.

“Hot?” he asked, his voice rising an octave.

“There’s nothing there. We can see. Hold the speed,” I replied, keeping my eyes on the tracks, noting how many more spread out further ahead. I slipped another five thousand shilling note from my pocket, this time passing it directly to the man’s squatting wife, who grasped it quickly, smiling again. I saw the track curve away to our left.

“Hit the switch,” I instructed, but the engineer shook his head.

“One more moment. We must give them no time to switch it back.”

The man’s hand hovered over the board. We were only feet from the curve when he eased down on the small lever. I watched the track ahead break and spread, and then we were over it.

“How far to Moi Road?” I asked. Both of us peered intently ahead, not moving our heads to look at one another. If there were something ahead there would be no stopping in time to avoid a collision.

“Kilometer. Minute. Two,” he clipped off, his voice tense, both hands braced to push back on a huge lever rising from the steel floor. I presumed the lever to be the brake, not that it might matter. There were at least twenty cars behind us. The inertia of the train was tremendous. We blew by the yard buildings, one man running out to watch us go by, a look of wonder on his face.

“Better slow this thing down,” I mentioned, as if I knew anything about stopping a train. “Where does the line end?” I asked.

“Used to be the Lakoni ferry, but we don’t go that far anymore. Don’t think there’s any track,” he answered. I recalled that the Lebanese and his family ran a ferry at that location.

The train began to slow, the engineer reaching for a cable that ran along the top corner edge of our small space. I caught his arm.

“No whistle.”

The man returned to his position, gently pushing on his big lever.

Jack saw cars crossing the tracks ahead. A lot of cars for so early in the morning. The intersection had to be Moi. I heard the universal ding ding ding of the railroad alarms signaling, as wooden guards descended to the block the road.

“You’re doing fine,” I said, my voice calm, although I didn’t feel calm at all. Had Burt received and properly interpreted the message? Was there going to be a Pajero waiting, or were we on our own? I punched the auto dial button for Burt on the cell phone. He answered after the first ring.

“Hot, high and dry,” he said, and then hung up.

It was flight talk. I had not known that Burt was a flier. Hot, high and dry referenced the most dangerous kind of landing for an aircraft, outside of an emergency. If conditions were hot in temperature lift was less across the wing. High meant high altitude. There was less lift in thinner air. Dry finished the description. Dry air had less density than moist air, and ergo less lift. Using the expression as he had, meant that the Pajero was coming in but it was going to be a very risky landing.

“Gee, like I wouldn’t have guessed that,” I said to nobody, the engineer fully taken up with stopping the train. We were moving at about fifteen miles per hour when we approached to within fifty yards of Moi Road. I climbed around the rear guard of the engine, then jumped ten feet down to the slanted earth next to the tracks, using a series of Aikido rolls to minimize damage to my body as I decelerated.

The Pajero pulled around traffic, and then came right down the railroad right of way, bouncing to near where I was rising, patting the dust from my shirt and trousers. The train’s air brakes gave off a huge whooshing sound, up and down the sides of the long line of cars. Burt and the Earth Mothers ran toward us from that direction.

Sam jumped from the vehicle and opened the back door. The Pajero was big but it was going to need all of its space for the six of us getting aboard. It would have been much simpler and safer to leave the Earth Mothers behind, but I knew they would have nothing to do with that. Burt and I would have to ditch them when we found some place to stay, and get our act together.

I ran to the passenger side of the vehicle and opened the front door.

Joan smiled down at me.

“What?” I asked, in total surprise and confusion. “What are you…”? I began, but got no farther.

“I thought it would be a good idea to provide a little guidance. My ex-husband has had a hand in all this, and it’s my responsibility to make sure no more mistakes are made and that there’s no more violence.” She slammed the door in my face when she finished speaking. I got in the back.

Wendy was wedged between Burt and I, while the other three were crammed over the back seat into the cargo area. Sam hit the gas and rocketed around in a tight circle, throwing us roughly about the interior of the car.

“Where to?” he asked, looking back with a huge smile, obviously enjoying the driving and our obvious discomfort.

“We need a place out of the way where people won’t think to look,” I said to Wendy.

“The Beach Africa is it. Student hostel. About three hundred shillings a day

and okay. No air conditioning. You get a paraffin lamp and a mosquito net in a banda built for two. We got the sleeping bags though,” she said. “Go North on Moi,” she went on, leaning forward and pointing her finger for Sam to follow.

The wood crossing guards were still down. The engine had come to stop in the middle of the intersection, the engineer having delivered accurately for his money. Sam careened around the barrier, narrowly slipped between several cars and then accelerated in the direction Wendy had indicated. There were no cars in our way, as the barrier behind us blocked them all.

Wendy held to her center position, body wedged between the front seats, instructing Sam as to our direction. I peered over Joan’s right shoulder and grew ever more uncomfortable. We were headed back into the center of Mombasa, which was built on an island. The rail station was close to the center of town.

“Just head north and we’ll hit D eight, the highway and get off island. It doesn’t matter what road we take,” Wendy said.

We crossed another major road. There was little traffic. Sam did not bother to stop for the stop sign, and my worst fears were confirmed. A Maruki four-wheel drive drove right past the rear of our Pajero at high speed, narrowly avoiding a collision, before screeching to a halt, and then spinning around to pursue us. Sam hit the gas. There was a sharp crack from behind us. Our windshield turned into biting little chunks of safety glass, and blew inward. European safety glass, not the good stuff used in America, which has a thick sandwich of gooey plastic in the middle, to prevent just such catastrophic failure.

There was a scream from the back at the same time. I turned, with glass pieces cascading from my throat and shirt.

“Helen’s hurt,” Anice stated, loudly, but not in panic. “I think the bullet hit the outside of her arm.”

“Get some material on it and apply pressure,” I instructed, hoping the projectile had not hit bone or an artery. We were in no condition to make for an emergency room, and we were not in a country where there was any decent medical care anyway.

I had not been angry since entering Kenya for the mission. I was not angry when we had been shot at earlier, and I wasn’t mad about the attempt on the train.

Those were the risks that went with the business. Fear I had experienced but not anger. However, I was getting sincerely pissed off that the Aegis people thought it was just fine to fire away at anything that moved.

“Give me the nine millimeter Burt,” I said, pulling the AMT from my pocket. I had one in the chamber and five in the magazine of the little back-up gun. The short barrel, and therefore lower muzzle velocity, would not allow for much penetration of the heavy .45 rounds however.

Burt handed me his gun.

“Loaded to fifty thousand C.P.I., one plus sixteen, “ he said, pushing the butt of the weapon into my open hand, behind Wendy’s back.

I examined the automatic for a brief second. The side of the slide read ‘F.N. 65.’ I knew the manufacturer. Belgian. The gun itself was made in the U.S. I liked that. Burt only seemed to carry American armament. Fifty thousand units of chamber pressure meant that the bullets, one third smaller than the .45 rounds, would launch from the barrel very fast indeed. Penetration was not going to be a problem.

“Take the next right hard, and then slow enough to drop me. Flip around

after a few more blocks and pick me up. Unless I go down. Then leave me and proceed.”

“Yes sir,” Sam replied crisply, veering the vehicle into a ninety-degree turn. I loved the Marines. The vehicle slowed as we passed a wall. With the AMT back in my pocket and the FN in my right hand, I operated the handle with my left hand, opened the door, and leaped out. Sam had slowed to the perfect speed for my egress.

I was able to run a few paces and stop, without having to go down and roll out. I pulled out the AMT, flicked the external safety off by pushing it with my right palm, as the sharp little lever was made for right-handed use.

The Matura rocketed around the corner. I stepped to the edge of the crumbling curb holding up the FN. When the SUV was twenty feet away I opened up, shooting at the front glass, then the passenger doors as the car drove by.

I emptied the gun, brought up the AMT and waited. The Maturi slowed to a stop.

I moved into the street and steadied to take down anyone stepping from one of the

four doors, but nothing happened. The car just sat there.

The Pajero braked to a halt next to me. The passenger door was thrown open right at my side. Sam Hill was one hell of a driver, I realized, jumping in.

The door slammed as Sam accelerated us away from the scene.

It had all taken only seconds. My ears rang from the gunfire. The FN had been loaded to the maximum and the vibrations generated had caused some damage to my ears. The AMT was back in my pocket. I handed the used up FN back across to Burt.

“What happened back there?” Joan asked, twisting back to face me, her eyes wide, her lip quivering, but just a little.

“If one would dance, one must expect to pay the piper,” I answered. “Those clowns have been getting away with murder, or at least trying to get away with murder for days. I gave them something to think about.”

Joan turned, giving me her back again.

“Are they dead, the guys in that car?’ she asked.

“I have no idea,” I answered, truthfully. That I didn’t give a damn I kept to myself. Citizens were, after all, citizens, and it did not pay to attempt to bring them into the real world Burt and I lived in world. The Earth Mothers had come into our world for a brief visit and one was already wounded.

I checked the rear cargo area. Only Dingo was visible.

“How’s Helen?” I asked.

Anice spoke from the floor. “She’s got a slice out of her outer left arm, but he bleeding has stopped. A bit of shock. She’s real tired. But it’s so cool. Helen’s got a bullet wound.”

I rubbed my face, noting the bleeding cut across my right hand when I did.

The safety had cut right into the meat my palm. I had not noticed. The adrenalin of combat had cut the pain receptors and quite possibly the bleeding. Now I had both.

I grimace, clenching the hand to apply pressure. We had to get cleaned up, both Helen and I, before we entered any kind of hostel. Blood gets reported to authorities, and there was going to be some kind of very active investigation over the mess I’d left behind us. Possibly, there were no dead bodies in the Maturi, but I doubted that that was true.

Burt methodically replaced the empty magazine in the handle of the FN, pulled back on the slide, and then seated a round in the chamber. It took him another minute to take out the magazine, squeeze an additional round into the top of it, and then reset it into the automatic. The gun disappeared back into his multi-faceted outfit. He looked over at me. We both communicated the simple fact; it was good to be working with a real professional, without word or expression.

I looked out the window and watched our vehicle pass over the bridge. Mombasa was behind us. My clenched hand shook. I caught the wrist in my left hand, securing it. I wasn’t used to shooting people, and it didn’t feel good, even when the people getting shot had it coming to them in the worst way.

Wind blew with gusto right through the Pajero. I didn’t realize that the vehicle was a different one than the one we’d rented until that moment. How had Stevens and Sam come up with a vehicle of the same type and color? At the Safari hotel we’d lost the driver side passenger window and the rear glass. Either the damages had been repaired in extremely short order or we were riding in a different car. I tucked the information away for later consideration.

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Time to Get Back to Work!

Obama Donna — Mon, 04 Jan 2010 19:03:43 EST

Where is everyone? We have an important election coming up in 2010, and all the experts are predicting the Republicans will win back the House and gain seats in the Senate. Our grassroots effort in 2008 needs to be repeated with that "Fired Up and Ready to Go!" energy. The Republican talking points are working with the help of Dick Cheney's big mouth to turn all energy to the right,

Another Chance

James — Sun, 03 Jan 2010 14:58:45 EST

Another Chance

By James Strauss

He was the first out for the season. The lake had iced over days before, which was uncommon so early in the year, but he’d taken the opportunity to beat any other ice fisherman and establish his fishing hut in the best location. Ten degrees below zero for three days was sufficient to form an ice layer thick enough to drive his truck across, tow the shack out, then park back at the edge of the lake and walk. He trudged back toward the run down ‘out-house’ looking shed he’d left near the middle of the lake. Inside the clapboard structure was a propane heater, six-inch ice drill, fishing equipment and half a case of Bacardi Rum. It was Saturday. He would have two whole days to do nothing but ice fish and drink, with a strong emphasis on the drinking.

When he arrived at the shack he turned around, and then studied the shore of the big lake for signs of other ice fishermen, but there was not a soul about. Smoke came from a few chimneys and he knew, even at six in the morning, his presence out on the ice was noted by many of the people who lived year around in the lakeside cabins. Several binoculars were probably sighted in on him, he thought, as he studied the shore. That conclusion did not give him any discomfort. Quite the opposite. If anything happened, like the ice not holding, then help would be only minutes away.

In past years many fishermen had gone through, one guy had even lost his Porsche, but all had been saved due to the ‘watchers’ on the shore and their quick actions. Because of the Porsche, and the potential pollution such a sinking might have on the lake ecosystem, no vehicles were allowed to park out on the ice during the frozen winter months. All the fishermen hated the discomfort and inconvenience that the rule caused, but they all understood the need to keep the lake pristine. Without the freshwater fish population there would be no ice fishing, and certainly no place to get as securely and quietly drunk as most ice fishermen loved to be.

Once inside, he turned the knob of the propane tank to full open and started the heater, making sure to pull down on the vent lever. Propane was clean but in a small enclosed space even the small waste of carbon monoxide it produced could be deadly. The next order of business was to mix a Rum and Coke, his favorite drink. Two parts rum and two parts coke mixed, without ice, inside a small ceramic cup.

He finished off two cups in as many minutes, warming him to the point where he could remove his heavy sheepskin coat and hat. The propane heater was extremely efficient. The thermometer read sixty degrees and he could see it slowly climbing.

He checked the ice surface around him. He had never built a floor into the shack. He preferred the walls to contact the ice directly, allowing him to pull fish right from the hole instead of up through a hole in a wood floor. He was a purist and proud of it.

Mixing a third drink, which he momentarily set aside, he worked on this fishing rig. A short flexible rod, light line and leader, two small hooks and a heavy sinker. He was going after bottom feeding bass. They were all fairly small, no bigger than nine or ten inches in length, but he loved their taste. Many of the other fishermen went after perch, a milder fish. The propane heater had a side burner. If he cared to, and was lucky enough to catch something early, he would have grilled bass for his breakfast. The thought made him smile. Downing the third rum and coke added humming to the smile. Auld Lang Syne. It was, after all, New Years Day, and he was dead set on changing his life. He was going to visit the children who’d gone away so long ago after the divorce. He was going to stop drinking after this last season of ice fishing. He was going to go back and get a real job, one more in keeping with his college diploma, rather than continue being a vacation cabin caretaker and handyman.

He set the prepared rod and line aside, built a back up, and then took hold of his powered ice drill. The guys at Home Depot said that it would drill a six-inch diameter hole through two feet of ice in one minute. Placing the point of the drill in the exact center of his small space he balanced the tip on the slippery ice, holding the machine perpendicular with his left hand while pulling on the rope handle sharply with his right. The machine screamed to top speed instantly, jerking him a little off balance with its torque. The blade bit into the ice, bounced upward, then slammed back into the ice, grinding in with great crunching sound.

He was under water. The impact of entering the thirty-two degree water was stunning. He body screamed in pain, and then flashed with a deadly numbness. He surfaced, dropping the drilling machine into the depths. He treaded water for a few seconds. Debris was all around him in the water. The heater, flame gone but gas bubbling from the tube, floated next to him, along with his hat and coat. Even the small stool floated inside the confines of the shack, bobbing among all the chunks of broken ice. He twisted around. The ice had broken under the shack he realized, his brain slowly recovering from shock. It had broken perfectly,

He moved to one wall of the shack and tried to lever himself up, grabbing hold of a cross-bracing two by four. The shack pulled down. He did not rise at all.

He paddled to the door. He pulled the shack downward, and then tried the handle. The door opened outward, designed to save as much of the shack’s small space for occupancy as possible. But it opened only two inches, and then jammed against the edge of ice outside. He started to panic. He was already losing the feeling in his hands, and strangely, in his hips and midsection. His legs still worked. His frog kick still kept him afloat, along with his weak grip on the wooden supports of the shack wall. He had to think, so he calmed himself. Help was not far away, if he could just maintain himself, get free of the frigid water and make his way outside. Simply waving his arms out in the open would bring immediate assistance.

More attempts at climbing failed. He fell back. A bottle thumped against his arm. He looked down. It was the half empty bottle of Bacardi. Treading water for a few seconds using only his legs, he grasped the bottle in deadened hands, got the cap off and took it to his lips. He drank the half bottle down in continuous swigs, but could not release it from his frozen hand when it was empty. Instant heat blossomed from his stomach. He could feel the heat move slowly up to his head. He could only prop his hand on the wooden support of the wall, his fingers no longer usable for grasping anything.

He half lay against the bobbing wall, wondering what was going to happen to him.

“Please God, help me. I’ll quit drinking. I’ll take care of my kids. Just give me another chance.” His last words were slurred, even to his own hearing. He tried them again, but he couldn’t improve the pronunciation. He had to rest or he was not going to be able to help himself, he knew. He closed his eyes for a second, to take a break.

On the shore William and Harriet Barrow stared across the mile of ice and snow that separated them from the shack.

“The damn thing was four feet higher, I swear, when he set it up out there earlier,” William said to his peering wife, “and I’d bet a season ticket to the Cubs that its moving around somehow.”

“Nope,” Harriet said, in finality, “that’s the wind and the temperature differential caused by sun reflecting off the ice. “That guy is in there, probably sitting in a drunken stupor, waiting to catch a fish he’d pay three dollars a pound for at the Sentry.

“We ought to call it in, just to be sure,” William said, still staring out across the lake with his binoculars.

“Nah, we’ll have us some hot coffee and consider. If you think its still moving then, we’ll call.”

Half an hour later the couple returned to the great window. Both agreed that the shack was not moving at all.

Inside the shack, ice sealed everything over, catching all the debris and broken chunks in a jumbled frozen setting. The highest thing to rise above the surface was a man’s arm. Thrust upward, almost from the elbow, was a plaid covered forearm ending in a hand tightly clutching an empty Bacardi bottle.

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The Biggest International LIE of 2009: The Rumor about Election Fraud in Iran

ARK — Sun, 03 Jan 2010 08:00:00 EST

1-Some US sources, 2-an independent US pole, 3-election results in Iran as well as 4-Maziar Bahari a Newsweek reporter and a CNN commentator (as well as a staunch anti Iranian government person) all had CONFIRMED that Mr. Ahmadinejad had won the summer 2009 Presidential elections in Iran. However some Iranian Green Movement leaders spread the “Rumor of the Year” that there was election fraud in Iran?! That rumor brought thousands of unsuspecting people to the streets. Meanwhile some hoodlums and some members of the 100% anti-US anti Iran MKO terrorist Gang seized the moment and turned those peaceful demonstrations violent by burning buses, bikes, buildings, police cars and banks. Then Iranian police had to respond. afterwards the game of name calling against the Iranian government started all over again and two great countries of US and Iran grew further apart. That BIG rumor and all the above was to further isolate Iran and prevent improved relations between US and that country and so far they have succeeded! Now others are benefiting from these lies and rumors and the situation created as the result of such lies, but certainly NOT the US of A…

OPERATION POINT GUARD: Recovery Act Morines RESOLVE To Extinguish 12 Trillion Dollar PUBLIC DEBT!

Blastamillion Action Media — Sun, 03 Jan 2010 07:27:46 EST

NATIONAL ECONOMIC SECURITY SERVICE

Dwight D. Eisenhower Office Building – Washington D.C.

_________________________________________________
For Immediate Release January 2, 2010

OPERATION POINT GUARD: Recovery Act Morines RESOLVE To Extinguish 12 Trillion Dollar PUBLIC DEBT!

January 2, 2010 – Recovery Act Morines from the National Economic Security Service (NESS) commence “Operation Point Guard” to advocate cooperative economics and consumer education outreach that effects eradication of poverty and the public debt.

NESS is an independent financial agent authority of the United States Treasury Department; United States Labor Department; United States Commerce Department: Federal Id #1226462.

Obama Morines staffing the Dwight D. Eisenhower Office Building have joined cash paper forces with Recovery Act Morines in New York City to POPLUV THE PAYGO. Most of the frontline troops are members of 32BJ, one of the largest building services labor unions in the country.

What is POPLUV THE PAYGO?

Closer To God, Silver Streak, Chapter VIII

James — Sat, 02 Jan 2010 19:04:46 EST

Closer To God

Silver Streak

Chapter VIII

The train seemed to take forever to reach its maximum velocity, as dinner came and went inside our small cabin. We prepared for the night ahead. I sent Burt off to check on the men we had left in custody, while the Earth Mothers prepped our area for sleep. I moved into the top bunk, by direction. The laws of sociobiology reigned, much as I knew they would, and Wendy declined to join me, preferring the company of her friends on the floor. Burt would be relegated to the bench seat, which would suit his overly large body badly, while Dingo would remain zipped in below.

Women do not have sex for sport. No women. Men believe they do, because women perpetrate that myth, just as men claim to be in love in order to enjoy sex.

Each gender gets mad at the other when it is time for real cards to be turned over on the table of life. My card was the empty upper bunk, but I was not upset about it. Sex always comes with entanglements. No matter what is said going in, the old phrase: “will you respect me in the morning?” has true merit. Plus there was the group phenomenon. Women do not like to perform in front of their peers. And I was bone tired, which had to be close to Burt’s condition. You do not get shot at, or play the fugitive, without substantial psychological, and emotional, energy output.

Burt returned, but motioned me from the door.

“Secret stuff?” Wendy intoned. “I thought we’d thrown in together.”

There was a silence in the room following her remark. Burt had closed the door, no doubt pacing up and down in the outside passage. Whatever he had to say I knew I was not going to want to hear.

“I think Burt’s afraid to come in. I better go reassure him,” I said, getting some small snickers, but nothing from Wendy. I didn’t feel guilty. The Earth Mothers were bright, tough, and had been around the Horn, but they were not equipped or ready to deal with what was facing Burt and I. Collateral damage was acceptable, but I did not want it to be any, or all, of these women. I stepped out, closing the door carefully behind me. I didn’t say anything, leaning back against the hardwood.

“They’re gone. Room’s empty. None of the porters or the conductor is saying a word. What do you think happened?”

I could tell from Burt’s tone that he already knew what had happened.

The Aegis men had used the money I’d given them to bribe the train people. They had skipped right over the custody issue they’d committed to and gotten off while the train was still stopped. I had underestimated just how tough they were. I pictured the two guys with broken wrists trying to support the broken ankle off the train, and across the quarter mile, or so, of rough country to Mombasa Road. The passage would have been a physical nightmare to go through. But those guys had nightmares every night anyway, I knew. We were all brothers in Post Traumatic Stress.

“My mistake,” I said, seriously. “We’re now more than likely to have company at the station when we arrive. They don’t have cell phones but they might just find a willing soul passing by on that road tonight.”

Burt stared out of the window into the fading light. The sun was already down, but the play of evening sunset splayed through the tops of the Baobab trees.

Our movement magnified the great beauty of the Savannah.

“I don’t know. Three white guys, rough looking, damaged, and trying to thumb a ride on that road at night? We might just get lucky here.” Burt turned to meet my eyes. We both knew that we had been ungodly lucky just to be alive to ride the train.
Could our string last? But there were no options. We could stop the train and bail out ourselves. That would put us in the same pickle as the Aegis team. Our odds were best if we continued on down to Mombasa as we were doing, and rested for the day ahead.

“You’re on the bench. I’m up in the top bunk. Both alone,” I said, opening the door behind me.

“Figured. Life just isn’t that good,” he replied.

I didn’t know what time it was when a poking finger in my right side awakened me. I looked down at my wrist in the dark, but the Omega was long gone.

“Can I come in?” Wendy’s voice said quietly, near the edge of the bunk.

“Just to sleep. I haven’t slept with a man for years. I’d like that. Just too sleep?”

“Okay by me,” I replied to her request.

She settled in next to me, her back pressed into my side. I stared up into the dark, seeing nothing. Her body felt comforting and protective. I hadn’t slept with a woman in years, but I would never admit that to Wendy, or anyone else.

Kenya is one of only ten countries in the world through which the equator passes, and Mombasa was about a hundred kilometers from that imaginary line. Dawn was always, year round, at about six forty-five in the morning, and the sun set around seven at night. It was dark when I awakened to the sounds of the Earth Mothers preparing for a new day. A paraffin lamp burned atop what passed for a dresser inside the tiny cabin, sending an eerie wavering light flickering off the lacquered wood of the walls.

I checked my non-existent watch again, grimacing at the thought of not having one.

“What time is it,” I asked, noting that I was alone in the bunk.

“Five,” Burt said, his voice penetrating up from among the girl’s moving bodies. Burt appeared to be making believe he could fall back into sleep.

“What’s our plan?” Wendy said, her head popping up from below, chin

resting on the edge of the bunk. She looked like the portrait of a beautiful angel, backlit by soft yellow light from the lamp.

I slung my feet over the side of the bunk.

“What do you think, Burt?” I asked.

“Mmmmm,” was all he responded.

“They’re likely to be waiting at the depot in Mombasa, Wendy. We can’t exactly get off with everyone and get lost in the crowd.” I massaged my unshaven chin. I hated not having a shave in the morning, or brushing my teeth and a shower, for that matter.

“Silver Streak,” Burt mumbled from across the cabin, Dingo having pushed him into a sitting position, then hugging him closely.

“Yeah, it was a movie, what about it?” I shot back, impatiently.

Burt frowned at the girl, uncomfortable with her physical attention. I wondered if he was one of those people who hated any contact with humanity just after rising in the morning.

“In the movie the train ran out of control, right through the station. We could try that,” he said, massaging his temples with both hands. There had been a lot of wine consumed the night before.

“ I’m not even sure we can reach the engine on this thing,” I replied, thinking about his idea. “And the depot is just a side building along the tracks, like the one in Nairobi, but maybe the tracks continue somewhere for shipping purposes.”

I climbed down to the floor, and then put my shoes on. “We’ve got a lot of shillings. Let’s see what I can find out. Wendy, you see if you can get hold of some coffee from the dining car, maybe something sweet to get the blood flowing. I pulled out a five thousand shilling note. She took the money. We both headed for the door.

“Be right back,” I said to Burt. “Maybe you can handle all these women on your own.” The light was sufficient for me to see that Helen and Anice, unlike Wendy and Dingo, were dressed in only panties, as they prepared for the day ahead.

I followed Wendy through the dining car, and then went on into the fourth class carriages until I found the conductor. I wondered, as I shelled out another five thousand, whether he also held some of the money I had given the Aegis guys. He informed me that the engine could be reached, but it would be a climb, as the thing was attached backwards. I would have to jump down to a catwalk, and then make my way back to the engineer’s small capsule on the other end. He didn’t bother to ask why I wanted to reach the man. The conductor was having a rewarding run down to Mombasa, no matter what I might be up to.

When I got back to the cabin, coffee steamed up from a pot set next to the paraffin lamp. Everyone was eating some sort of pastry, including Burt, who had grown more accustomed to Dingo having attached herself to his right side. The women were dressed, and all the packs were lined up near the door. Things could not have been more organized on a Marine Corps operation.

I explained the plan over coffee, standing with my back pressed against the door. Wendy poked a hole in the plan immediately.

“Right past the station the rail ends. We could only get fifty or sixty feet past it, which wouldn’t be enough to help at all. Unless the train didn’t switch tracks to run into the station, I mean.”

“What switch?” I asked, my coffee ignored in my left hand.

“The train storage facility and turn-around is right there, on the other side of the station. We have to switch tracks to curve into the station or we go right past on the other side,” she answered.

“Time?” I asked the room.

“Six,” Burt said, checking his watch. The window next to him was beginning to give off faint light. Dawn was minutes away. We were supposed to arrive in Mombasa at dawn. I wondered if the engineer had run faster because of our stop or whether we were going to be late, not that it mattered.

“Wendy, what’s the first major road the train would cross if it went through the storage facility?” I inquired.

“I don’t know Mombasa that well,” she answered, but Helen has a Michelin map.”

Helen of Troy opened a zipper in her pack, and then began unfolding a large road map. Mombasa took up on whole corner. Anice brought the paraffin lamp to the floor, holding it just above the flattened paper. I peered at the map.

“Moi,” I said, pointing at the only main road to cross the tracks after the depot. If we can get to that interchange, then we’ll be a good mile or more from the station, and I’d be willing to bet the Aegis people will take a while getting organized before they figure out what we’ve pulled, anyway. If we pull it off.”

“I’ve got to go forward, see if this can be done, then come back,” I went on. “If we can do it then you’ve got to call our Marine on the cell and have him meet us. If he’s made it himself, that is.” I pointed at Burt’s chest when I spoke.

“You have to go back up there if we can,” Burt said, after a moment. “You can’t just pay the engineer, then expect he’ll do the job. Our lives are riding on this.”

I did not miss his slight inflection, the words left unsaid, the words that would have stated my complicity in risking ourselves so badly.

“Yeah,” I replied, simply, gulping my coffee down, then went through the door. I checked my pockets filled with shillings and the small automatic. One way or the other we were going to Mombasa, but not to the station, not if I had anything to do say about it.

Standing on a small platform outside the passage car, I realized that the job I had taken on so casually was going to be fairly challenging. I stood at least eight feet above the coupling that connected us to the engine. There were no handholds to use in climbing down, or back up on the engine on the other side, if I was able to get there. The catwalk that ran around the noisy diesel was not open at the end. The only way to get over was to jump six feet through the air, catch the rail at my waist as my feet found purchase under it, and then vault over the top. Everything was made of very hard looking metal, and the light was so slight that I could not fully make out the far end of the engine. The jump was three feet down to the engine’s catwalk level. There would be no jumping back. I was a field agent in pretty good shape. I was not a gymnast. I returned to the cabin.

“Here it is,” I said, grabbing another cup of coffee from Helen. “The trip to the engine is one way. You’re right Burt, I can’t leave the man to change his mind, if this can be done. And I can’t make it back. We have to gamble that we can do it. Bailout is that I have him stop before we hit the station.” I motioned for the map again.

“There it is,” I pointed. “Makande. Quite a ways before the station, and in a lousy area, but it’ll do. If we have to bail there we’ll be running across a lot of tracks, then some through some swamp and cardboard housing. I know that area.

Give me the extra throwaway cell,” I said to Burt. He handed it over. The phone only had half a charge left. We had no charger. I checked the autodial screen.

The other phone was the only number listed. I hit ‘send.’ Burt’s phone rang once and I hung up.

“I’ll call. If I don’t, then I’ll use the train’s whistle. Three short means Plan A is a go. Two means Plan B. If there’s no call, and no use of the whistle, then you’re on your own.” I looked around the brightening room. I noted that the Earth Mother’s no longer seemed as certain of the adventure, as they’d been the night before, but there was nothing to be said. Mortal danger was upon us, and nobody sane ever took that lightly.

I wanted to grab Wendy, bend her over for a kiss and say something like “Here’s lookin’ at you kid,” but that feeling quickly passed. I headed back to the front of the car. We were operational. My body and mind were running on all twelve cylinders. I was doing what I lived to do and I felt the adrenalin kicking in to help.

The leap to the engine was not as difficult as I had considered earlier. The pain of hitting my hips on the single pipe, which served as the rail, was worse. I almost bent over the rail and fell into the face of the engine’s metal cover, but I caught myself. It took a few seconds sitting on the catwalk to get my breath back, and let the pain lessen to a tolerable level.

I made my way to the angled window where the catwalk ended. A small door was cut into the side of the engine cover just forward of the window. There was no handle on the outside. I breathed in and out deeply, considering. Finally, I took out the automatic, and then smacked the window several times hard, but not hard enough to break it. I quickly put the gun back in my pocket, took out a handful of shillings and pressed them against the glass. The engineer’s face appeared over the splayed bills. His eyes grew large. He disappeared and the door opened.

Once down inside the small enclosure I realized that the engineer and I were not alone. A woman crouched in one corner, clutching two small children to her with both arms. The children stared at me as if I had landed from outer space.

“My family. They ride for free here. You not notice. I not notice you.”

The engineer smiled a big smile, extending both arms out wide. I looked at him and smiled back. His family’s illegal presence might help me. I told him what I wanted.

“Yardmaster and switch operator control everything in the yard. I can use the remote control switches here when we get near the yard, but the yardmaster will be very very angry. The switch operator there may change the track back. He knows we are supposed to go to the station, and we don’t know what is on the tracks up ahead. There is terrible risk.”

I produced thirty thousand shillings. More than the man made in a year of operating the train.

“If you don’t tell them, go very slow, and we make it to Moi Road,” I said, handing him ten thousand. “The rest when we’re there. You can tell them what you want, but not about me.” Kenya took its railroad system very seriously. I did not want the authorities to pursue us with any kind of zeal. The engineer took the two bills, and then handed them to his wife. Her face lit up. I stared into the darkness ahead, hoping that I’d made the right decision. If we hit something, the engineer, his family, and I would certainly be among the earliest fatalities.

I pushed the button for Burt on the cell phone. He answered on the first ring.

“Three quick blips on the whistle,” I told the engineer. He complied, a look of question on his forehead.

“Got it?” I asked into the device. The sound of the engine was too loud for me to hear anything. I imagined it was the same for Burt on the other end, but there could be no misunderstanding the signal from the engine’s whistle.

The Silver Streak was headed on in to Mombasa, come what may.

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Four Kennedy's asked God to sent a signB God made the rainbow smile over a Health Care truck underneath was the Sen Teddy Kennedy name on the day he entered GloryB

Lillene Ebanks — Sat, 02 Jan 2010 17:47:08 EST

Glory!

The Mythical Mandate

Keite Young — Sat, 02 Jan 2010 16:38:12 EST

If the Democrats lose Congress in 2010 or the presidency in 2012, it will be the fault of the Far-left. All of the lack of compromise and ignorance on the part of people who DEMAND this and DEMAND that is TOTALLY COUNTERPRODUCTIVE AND WILL ONLY LEAD TO MORE STAGNATION.

Chameleon, Line of Sight, Part IV

James — Fri, 01 Jan 2010 20:15:28 EST

Chameleon

Line of Sight

Part IV

Peter stayed on at Rendezvous for a full week, learning something new each day about the art of a mountain man’s daily life, and his survival. He did not get his rifle back until the day he was ready to leave. On his second day at the encampment, the day Johnson, discharged by Bridger from his service, left with a small band of followers, Peter ran into an armorer while practicing at the shooting range. The man was trying to sell a newly invented device called a telescopic sight. It consisted of a brass tube with lenses running its length. It magnified any target about four times normal size, or so the armorer said. He asked the armorer why nobody else used them, but the man replied he had only one and nobody at the rendezvous would pay the twenty dollars for purchase and installation.

Peter had not been sold until the man had taken him down range. The range ended at two hundred paces, about as far as a man could see a fist sized target. He demonstrated how an imaginary line from the tip of the barrel, two hundred paces away, to the center of the target was called the line of site. Line of site always remained the same. Then he pointed to the tree line, about five hundred paces distant, and asked Peter what he could make out from the bark of a tall oak.

“Can’t make out a thing,” he told the man, honestly.

“That’s right. The line of site to any spot on that tree, however, remains

the same. It’s straight and true, but what you really see is called the line of sight, and you don’t have any sight of that tree trunk at all. Now look through this Chapman device.” He handed a long brass tube over.

Peter squinted, staring with one eye through the tube. He could make out almost all the detail of the oak’s bark.

“That there beautiful Percussion you got can shoot accurately all the way to that tree and beyond, but your line of sight is lacking. This here invention fixes that, and its got regular blades atop it for short stuff.”

Peter was convinced. He handed the man, almost unwillingly, his rifle.

“I got one double eagle. You can have it if you’re done by the end of the week.”

The armorer left with his rifle. Peter was happy that the man trusted him for the money, until he reflected upon the simple fact that the man also his rifle, while he himself had nothing.

With his rifle once more comfortably positioned, hanging from his shoulder, Peter hefted his pack, loaded with powder, shot, beans and flour, plus a folded supply of calico material covered with a pleasing floral print for Neema. He planned to return later to pick up the beaver traps he’d ordered along with some Castor lure. He’d never trapped a thing, but he figured he could learn during the long winter. Beaver pelts were bringing top dollar. Peter didn’t need the money but he’d found out how easy it was to spend at Rendezvous. He was leaving four double eagles lighter than when he’d gone in.

If you bought traps, then you had to have a sled to tow them, and, nothing was cheap to buy at Rendezvous. Most mountain men were constantly indebted to the operation they worked for, drinking away whatever profits they might make.

He was three days in, about half way to the camp along the side of the river when Cat joined him. He could hear it in the brush nearby for hours before it revealed itself. He knew it had been making all that noise on purpose, but he couldn’t figure out why. The animal was well capable of moving through any terrain with the silence of death. Peter could not help but smile at its loping presence nearby. Before he encamped for the night, Peter noted something else. A number of men were traveling the same trail before him. Their tracks criss-crossed back and forth but they were definitely headed south, through the exact same valleys he himself was following.

By the fifth day a knot began to form in Peter’s mid-section. There was not going to be any way that the troop of men before him, if they continued to the river, could miss the encampment. The thicket of birch and willow would conceal it somewhat, but he now had a healthy respect for the perception and capability of mountain men. They would not miss it.

When he came to the top of the hill, overlooking the camp, he was immediately able to ascertain that the cache was intact. The snows were long gone, even from the higher altitudes, and there was no beaten path. Neema was smarter than to leave one. Peter stopped at the very edge of the ridge. The cat stopped with him, sitting erect, staring down toward the river below, where Neema stood naked, tied between two trees by her wrists. Peter knew it was she, even from the distance, as it could be no one else.

He confirmed his fearful angry suspicion using the Chapman device. Even in such a state, he still felt a great pang of longing when he stared through the scope at her naked body. One of the men he had been following came through the thicket. He was as naked as Neema. He took her while Peter watched.

He pulled the rifle down, then, with shaking fingers, unstrapped and opened his pack. He’d purchased the new paper cartridges. No more pouring powder down the barrel. And the paper was marked with the number of grains it held. He took out a half dozen marked ‘hundred,’ for the one hundred grains of powder it held.

It was the longest-range cartridge the store sold. One was already set at the bottom of his rifle’s barrel.

Peter lay across the top of the hill, using his pack to brace the rifle. The cat lay next to him, about five feet away.

“Its tough to estimate range, Cat,” he told the animal, trying to calm himself down. You could not shoot long distance with the kind of shaking he was doing. He breathed in and out deeply, sighting the glass cross hairs, then adjusting the knob that raised and lowered the brass tube above the barrel. He set it for seven hundred yards and hoped he was close.

“Windage is even harder than range, Cat,” he murmured, trying to gauge the wind, but the air seemed completely still. He waited for the man to step back from Neema. It was an agonizing wait.

When the man finally stepped back, Peter squeezed right through the trigger. The gun bucked and the cat raced away with the blast. Peter didn’t try to see through the billowing smoke. He stood and reloaded in his now automatic fashion.

He dropped and lay as before, studying the terrain. Neema stared out toward where he lay. He wanted to wave, but did not. The naked man was down, not moving. Two clothed men rushed to his side. When they stopped to consider the downed man, Peter fired. Again he reloaded as the smoke cleared. When he returned to his position he could see that one of the buckskin clad figures was down next to the naked man. He was moving, but not much. Nobody else was visible.

Quickly, he picked up his pack, backed from the edge of the berm, and then ran east for about two hundred yards. He set up, as before, the warming rifle across the back of the pack. Two men came into view. He knew that one of them was Johnson. The man had found another garish coonskin cap. Peter resolved never to wear his own again. They stood, peering through the bracken of the thicket, trying to see their attacker. Both men had their rifles braced against the sides of willow trunks. Peter heard the cat behind him.

“Not much of a shot this time, Cat, they’re in the trees,” he said, his voice now smooth, his breathing steady. “Looks like seven hundred was right on, for the range, I mean.” The cat made some kind of purring noise behind him, as if in assent.

Peter fired at the tree one of the men was braced against. He reloaded,

this time hearing an awful scream from below, as well as the first return rifle-fire.

He smiled to himself, coldly. Unless those men had a Chapman device and had invested in paper cartridges, which was most unlikely, then they were firing out of fear and frustration. Seven hundred yards was well beyond their line of sight.

He stared down through the smoke and trees. Both men were down.

“Now how did that happen, Cat?” he asked the animal, knowing it was just behind him. There was not answer.

“Wood splinters,” he whispered, after observing for a few more moments.

“I love you, Mr. Chapman, wherever you are,” he finished, patting the rifle before he held it out before him. Dragging the pack, he headed down the hill toward the camp, remaining aware that wounded men could still be extremely dangerous.

The cat preceded him. Before he could come upon the scene he heard one more loud scream, then it was suddenly cut off. Peter peered around the trunk of thick birch. The cat had one downed man by the throat. He shook once, and then cast the body aside. The strength of the animal was astounding to observe. The cat stared at the remaining man. It was Johnson. He held his rifle up, as if that might deter the cat from attacking. His face was covered with blood. It appeared obvious that he’d been unable to reload after being hit, or Cat would have been shot.

“Don’t let him eat me?” Johnson begged, his voice quivering. Peter ignored him, collecting guns. Four rifles, all flintlocks. Up on the hill he was never in any danger, Peter realized. The importance of the new equipment came home to him.

Cat sat, ten feet from Johnson, looking at him quizzically, tilting his head upon occasion, as the quivering man shuddered and tried to ease backward in his half-sitting, half-laying position. Peter moved to cut the woman down from the trees.

Once released, she rubbed her wrists, quickly pulled her torn leathers over her, and then smiled. Peter stood stunned. He’d never seen the woman smile before.

“Did not think you come back,” she stated, as if they were in the middle of some celebration.

Peter examined the men he’d shot. Both were dead. He’d aimed up around their shoulders but hit both in the center of their torsos. He walked over to Johnson. The man next to him was dead, his neck bent at a ninety degree angle. Cat still waited, watching Johnson in its curious manner.

“Please,” the man begged. Peter grabbed his leather jerkin, then dragged him all the way to the river and dumped him in. Johnson floundered for a while before recovering. He crawled to the edge of the water.

“What are you going to do?” he asked.

“Do?” Peter asked. “I’m not doing anything. Get the hell out of here.

I’ve killed enough scum like you for one day.” Peter didn’t mention that the men were also the first men he’d ever killed, and the last he ever wanted to kill.

“Who are you?” Johnson asked, climbing to his feet, holding one hand against the damaged side of his skull. Peter just looked at him.

“First you were a tenderfoot. Then you were a mountain man. Now you’re some kind of shooting expert. Who are you?” Peter stared at him, unmoving. Slowly Johnson backed down the riverbank.

Neema stood beside Peter, Cat moving to sit next to the body of the man he’d killed. All of them looked in the direction of the slowly disappearing Johnson.

“Chameleon,” Neema said.

“He is chameleon,” she yelled through cupped hands, before turning to the river and throwing off her leathers. Suddenly, Peter realized, there seemed to be no barrier between them.

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Rush Limbaugh Hawaii political strategy to restore his tarnished image begs for sympathy says health care is the best But should not be made avaibable to those uninsured reminds me of VP Chaney in the wheel chair at the inaugration!

Lillene Ebanks — Fri, 01 Jan 2010 16:37:53 EST

Happy New Year NFL!

God chose to make a rainbow smile during your watch Pres. Obama! How Awsome to be chosen by God for such a time as this Arabs! We worship You Father! All your people across the globe lift up our hands and voices to glorify Jehovah God!

Lillene Ebanks — Fri, 01 Jan 2010 02:36:41 EST

Jehovah Jirah Our Provider!Praise You Jesus! Thank You Heavenly Father! Glorio Adios! Espiritos de Santoes!Thank you for allowing us to be the generation to witness You showing us that when we praise you and stand up for your people all the least of these avoiding greed and spreading love God will make the rainbow smile when God never did that before in all timeB Arabs Your God Our God has chosen your generation to smile upon so just lift your hands and voices and let the blood of jesus transfer to you the rightousness of God! The rainbow up video is your grain of mustard seed so you can have the faith to bring peace, stability, and prosperity to the Middle East permenantly! Rainbow up smile from God our father just for all of you Arabs,Indians, Chinese, and Africans too! God did what He never before did just for us! Praise and love! We love you and God loves you!

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Lillene Ebanks — Fri, 01 Jan 2010 00:38:25 EST

God bless us all with good health, wisdom, and prosperity! We love you! Thank you! We are proud of you! Rainbow up witnessed by a gum chewing cowgirl who likes men using her God given gifts to promote health care and pennyless she witnessed the only upside down rainbow God ever created B Can you buy That? Friends sending slurs about gum chewing while they use disgusting New Year jokes keep your moneyInfluence women and friends we will keep poverty men abuse and our upside down rainbow! Pillar of Salt New Year Party Predidents! Oprah Palin Hillaty?

Give Lower Level Officials the Ability to Act Against Terrorism

mitch90210 — Thu, 31 Dec 2009 21:56:17 EST

Mr. President, the problem with the anti-terrorism bureaucracy is typical of all bureaucracies. Lower level employees who see problems and can deal with them at that level are either prohibited from acting or afraid to act because an upper level bureaucrat will become offended that they were not consulted. Because there are so many layers of upper level bureaucrats nothing gets done. In the case of anti-terrorism, the lower level bureaucrat who has been made aware of potential danger should be empowered to at least take some temporary actions until upper level officials can get involved. For instance in the case of the Flight 253 attempted bomber, why not make it possible for the bureaucrat in the US embassy to order a suspension of the Visa until a full investigation can be done to determine if this individual is a threat. If there is a threat, permanently revoke the Visa, if there is no threat, restore the Visa. This should be done immediately and not have to wait for the potential terrorist's name to filter through layers of bureaucrats and warning lists.

Right now Government workers are afraid of being accused of religious and racial profiling. The best way to cure that is to make sure that workers understand that regardless of race or religion, anyone who is interacting with Extremist elements should be under scrutiny and should be investigated to determine the nature of the contacts. If the individual has not only interacted with known Extremists but also has uttered words that can be considered threats to the US or fellow citizens then actions must be taken to determine the nature of the threat if any.

Chameleon,Rendezvous, Part III

James — Thu, 31 Dec 2009 18:38:23 EST

Chameleon

Rendezvous

Part III

It was a hard winter, with snow coming regularly about every third day. Treks back and fort to the cache were long, and potentially treacherous. The Indian woman had proven to be more than simply difficult. She and Peter shared the lean-to, separated by a pile of supplies. The woman was cold, demanding and almost totally silent unless poked or prodded in some way. The cat demanded meat. Peter had become a good shot with the rifle by practicing on a target range he’d established by the river, and because it took fresh meat, at least every other day, to satisfy the damaged predator. He’d gotten so good at muzzle-loading that he could shoot twice in ten seconds, faster if he just spit the ball down the barrel without a patch, but not as accurately.

Neema had fashioned snowshoes from twine and twigs. The ungainly things worked well but they were extremely work intensive to use. In spite of the food supplies they had, and the constant flow of fresh game, Peter lost weight. He could cover miles in the shoes by the end of winter, however, and the rifle, which has once seemed so clumsy and heavy had become like an extra limb of his body. The woman came up with solutions to every problem they faced but never discussed any of them.

“The cat is a better companion than you,” Peter said to the woman, in exasperation one day.

“Cat likes you,” she responded.

“And you?” he asked, but there was no answer. He looked at her for a long while, waiting for the answer that never came. She worked on sewing some new piece of fur and leather adornment while she prepared their meal at the same time.

She was severely attractive. Peter felt longing deep inside his body, but rejected it. The woman was an Indian, and she had about as much regard for him as she had for the cat, which was close to nothing at all.

Peter could not touch the cat. Any time he came close the animal focused its eyes on him intently. The message was easy to read: ‘touch me and you die.’ Peter got the message clearly each time, drawing his hand back, happy to still possess the appendage. But Neema was not governed by the same rules. She shooed the animal, sometimes smacking it hard on the rump to get it further away from the fire or out from under the small leather tent Peter had built for it off to one side. The cat would simply move, and then sit a distance away, licking its bad paw. Those were the only times when the cat and he looked at one another with any understanding.

He’d taken to talking to the cat, which caused Neema to stare at him as if he was insane. The cat did not seem to mind. Somehow, Peter found it more comforting to be deliberately ignored by the beast rather than by the woman. He called the cat ‘Cat,’ which seemed to bother Neema all the more.

In the spring Peter prepared to leave for Rendezvous, hoping that he was guessing right about when the event was and what day it was in his life. The woman seemed to understand, equipping him with new lighter moccasins, new pouches for his ‘possibles’ and a fine coonskin cap. The cat simply disappeared one day in the week before. Peter had looked for the animal constantly, sometimes calling his name, then looking back to see if the woman had heard him. She never turned, however. Peter realized that the animal’s paw was probably healed and that the predator was doing what predators were set upon the earth to do. He missed whatever the cat had provided, as well as being forced to hunt successfully every few days. With that need no longer in place, his shots with the rifle seemed to miss as often as they hit.

One day, with the sun just above the horizon, Peter prepared himself to leave. Neema helped load the pack onto his back, strapping it down securely, then patting it sharply to indicate she was done. He turned to the woman, prepared to say something about his leaving and eventual return, but she walked away into the brush above the camp.

He walked for days; dry camping at night without a fire. He knew nothing about who or what might be about in the strange valley he was traversing. He moved north. He knew nothing about trapping, skinning, or even jerking beef. He also knew he was about the poorest excuse for a mountain man as had ever prowled the area. Only Rendezvous could help him. There he could find advice from real mountain men, some supplies and possibly friendship. He had money. He could pay for the advice and supplies. Friendship would be more difficult, he knew.

Once he had crossed the last swale into the final valley Peter knew he was headed for the right location. He had not run across a single living soul. In fact, he had not seen another man since he’d left rendezvous the year before. Peter heard movement in the brush off to his right side. He froze, and then slowly dropped down to his knees, swinging the beautiful rifle up smoothly. He stared over the top of the barrel into huge unblinking eyes.

“Cat,” he whispered, lowering the weapon. The mountain lion sauntered out of the brush, walked right by him, and then swatted him once across the thighs with its black-tipped tail. It sat ten feet from him, staring. Peter sad down too, cradling the rifle across his knees.

“So, you’re going to Rendezvous? That would be some scene,” he laughed out loud at the thought, “there would be real mountain men running for the hills, I’d be willing to bet.” The cat just stared, licking its lips, as if wondering whether Peter was worth biting into or not.

“Don’t get any ideas,” he cautioned the animal. “I’m pretty good with this thing now,” he said, gesturing with the rifle. The cat blinked once, very slowly, as if completely discounting the threat. Peter pulled his pack from his back, took out his remaining supply of Pemmican, about half a pound, and tossed it before the cat’s front paws. The cat sniffed, and then lay down to chew.

“There, I’ve bought momentary safety from your clutches. I’ve got to go down. Maybe we’ll see one another again some day.” The cat ignored him, as it chewed on the Pemmican. Peter began the long hike down to the bottom of the valley, where smoke rose up in the distance. He didn’t look back. He knew the cat would never give him the benefit of looking to see him leave.

Men began appearing out of the trees, walking parallel to his own path. He heard them before he saw them. His hearing had seemed to improve immensely since living through the winter. Peter came upon the welcome scene of the rendezvous. Fires burned everywhere. Temporary shacks had been thrown up that appeared as substantial as any built on the main street of a regular town. Animals were corralled behind fences all over the end of the valley, with open areas occupied by men playing games, riding horses or putting up new tents. Peter slowed as he walked through the area, from one end to the other. He looked for the men of Jim Bridger. The same men he’d tried to get on with the year before. They proved to be easy to find. Laughing, yelling and an occasional gunshot came from their camp.

Without preamble he stepped in among them, meaning to announce himself, but he never got the chance. The same man who had fooled him into being a target for the previous year’s spitting competition encountered him directly.

“That’d be Jed’s rife,” the man stated, flatly, bringing a quiet over the entire area. The man’s outstretched finger pointed directly toward Peter’s chest. Peter stopped. He thought for a moment about explaining how he had come by the dead mountain man’s rifle, and other stores, but he again did not get the chance.

“I’ll be taken that,” the man said, moving sinuously toward Peter, his hand still outstretched, but no longer pointing. He wore a huge coonskin cap, the kind with the Raccoon’s head set above his own.

“What?” Peter asked, shocked by the turn of events.

“The rifle. He promised it to me, if he went over to the other side. You wouldn’t be strutting around with his rifle if he weren’t a deader. Maybe you had something to do with that. The rifle is mine, hand it over.” The man stopped five feet before Peter. They stared into one another’s eyes.

Peter saw mean-spirited drunkenness in the man’s eyes. He’d seen that same look in his uncle’s eyes, the day he was cast from his family’s property. He brought the rifle down from his shoulder, and then swept it up, all in one continuous move. He aimed quickly and fired. The man’s coonskin cap shredded, with bits flying all about through the air, while the man screamed, clutching his head in both hands.

Peter reloaded faster than he’d ever done before. Spitting the ball down the barrel, tamping the rifle butt once hard upon the earth, then swinging it back up into battery. Men ran all about around him. He held the rifle barrel rock steady, aiming at the recovering man’s chest.

“Gentlemen!” a powerful voice shouted. Quiet again came over the encampment. A tall man in splendid new buckskins walked into the open central area. “What do we have here?” he said, opening his arms wide.

“I’m gonna gut him,” the man who’d lost his hat said, through gritted teeth, his face near black from powder stains. His large ‘Bowie” knife was extended in his swinging right hand.

“Put that away,” the big man intoned. He was instantly obeyed, but not without complaint. “What about my cap? He shot my cap right between the eyes.”

“Tell me,” the big man demanded, looking straight into Peter’s eyes, ignoring the other man. Peter knew that he was standing in front of Jim Bridger himself.

“Jed died. Tree fell on him. I found his body. Took him awhile to die. I got this,” Peter pulled up his Jerkin, and then carefully retrieved the paper he’d found on Jed’s body. “I found this note in his hand.”

Bridger took the scrap of paper. He read, and then began to laugh. “I’ll be damned,” he said, “that son of a bitch had more class than I thought. Actually thought of somebody else but himself in the end.” He handed the note back.

“This here is the White Man who found Jed’s body. Jed left him everything proper and legal. He’s got the paper.” Bridger talked to the men around him, almost all of whom nodded back at him in agreement. When he was done with his speech, he pulled Peter aside. “Walk with me over to the exchange.” They walked for a bit before the big man spoke again.

“You’re the tenderfoot from Ohio who came though here a year ago, aren’t you? The one my men spit on?” he asked. Peter said he was. The man looked Peter up and down as they walked. “That idiot Johnson was lucky you didn’t shoot him right between the running lights, instead of his coon. Shouldn’t have happened, what they did to you. What’d you come back for?”

“Need some advice and supplies,” Peter said, leaving out the friendship part.

“You can get all the supplies you can buy over at the store. What advice you lookin’ for? Bridger stopped. They faced one another.

“I got this rifle, skins, twenty-one double eagles,” Peter pointed at his stomach, “an Indian woman back at the camp, a cache of stuff and some strange mountain cat who’s adopted me, I think.” Peter blurted out everything he could think of.

“Don’t tell another living soul about the double eagles,” Bridger replied, looking around them, but there was no one nearby. “What’s the advice you’re lookin’ for?

“I don’t know what to do? Do I go back to Ohio and claim the land my uncle stole? Do I go back to school? Do I try to sign up with one of the companies here? I have money, and all this stuff, but I don’t know what to do.” Peter finished, feeling exhausted in giving his huge problems over to a man of such known wisdom. They walked for a while without speaking.

“Let’s see if I got this right. You came here last year with nothing. Now you got what you learned during the winter, a fine rifle, skins, an Indian woman, a cache of supplies, some sort of mountain lion, and twenty-one double eagles. I don’t have any advice. But I do have a question. What does God have to do to get your attention?”

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My nomination for Top Villain of the Decade

The Bard of Wilmette — Thu, 31 Dec 2009 16:46:51 EST

In a recent post, I commented that elected public officials almost always have sought public office in large part motivated by the genuine desire to perform good public service. This is not to say that there are also less altruistic motives involved, but only to point out that it is generally not fair to say that a particular president/senator/congressman/etc. is simply in office for the purpose of enriching himself or his family and friends. The specific example I cited was former President George W. Bush. I thought he was a substandard president for many reasons, and I thought that most of his important political decisions were wrong. To be fair, however, I also believe that he was doing his best to be a good public servant to the American people. Mr. Bush acted with grace and class in the way he handled the transition period between the November, 2008 election and the January, 2009 inauguration of President Obama. In the time since he left office, Mr. Bush has refrained from any public criticism of his successor, and I am sure that President Obama appreciates that.

In broader terms, the distinction is between the politicians and the hate-mongering pundits who have never held positions of genuine responsibility. Glenn and Rush and Sean, and some others, have identified an audience, and have made a fortune by exploiting people’s fears, bigotries, and insecurities. They are answerable to nobody, and contribute nothing positive to American society, other than (I presume) paying taxes on their huge incomes. They are professional haters, and there is not even a serious pretense that there is any intended public benefit to their, uh, activities. Most politicians, however misguided we may believe their policies to be, are at least trying to give reasonably honest service to their constituents. This is the contrast I have in mind.

Then, there is former Vice-President Dick Cheney. The contrast could hardly be more striking. Dick Cheney has shown that he does not have an ounce of class in him. Based on the generally observed tradition of ex-presidents (and vice-presidents) refraining from criticizing their successors, it would already be in poor taste for Mr. Cheney to publicly trash the Obama administration for alleged mistakes of policy. He could argue, for example, that Mr. Obama’s intended health care reforms – despite good intentions – would do more harm than good for the U.S. economy. That is at least a debatable point. Of course, Mr. Cheney goes far beyond suggesting that the current administration is well-meaning but mistaken. He has repeatedly suggested that President Obama, and his top associates, are actively engaged in a campaign to ruin this country. Dick Cheney has got to be one of the most loathsome creatures ever to hold such high office in American history.

While I can credit Mr. Bush, and most other politicians I don’t particularly like, with at least some good intentions, I cannot say the same thing for Mr. Cheney. To my way of thinking, he is more in the category of Glenn and Rush and Sean. He may have been an honest public servant once upon a time, but he has become an unequivocally malevolent force in American life. History’s verdict on Dick Cheney should be a very harsh one.

Here is a link to an excellent column by Eugene Robinson regarding Mr. Cheney:

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/12/30/AR2009123001696.html?wpisrc=nl_opinions

MESSAGE FROM MITCH

Debbie — Thu, 31 Dec 2009 08:37:58 EST

Friend --

Looking back at 2009, it turns out you were right.

Early this year, millions of you chose to keep working together and create Organizing for America, to build on the momentum of the Obama campaign, take on the defenders of the status quo, and make change happen.

Special interests thought they could steamroll you with hundreds of millions of dollars in lobbying and attack ads. Meanwhile, you built a massive organization, driven by local leadership, that reached out to millions of fellow Americans and made your voices heard to Congress in record numbers.

In the coming year, our opponents will make a final stand to block health reform and seek to defeat many of the President's other crucial initiatives. And they're already targeting those in Congress who are championing change.

So I wanted to take a moment at year's end to reflect on everything you've built, and to ask for your help one last time this year to hit the ground running in 2010. Please donate $5 to keep our organizing strong in all 50 states.

This has been a remarkable year for the movement you've built from the ground up.

Beth Kimbriel, a mother of four from Richmond, Virginia, has no formal political experience. But every week, as an OFA "Community Organizer," she trains and manages other volunteer leaders to organize effectively around the President's agenda. Hundreds of her fellow OFA Community Organizers around the country have already volunteered more than 200,000 hours doing similar work. Thousands more have taken on other leadership positions in every single state. And we're still growing -- nearly a million people who had never volunteered for the presidential campaign have signed up with OFA this year.

Supporters spread the word throughout our communities, with more than a million conversations with neighbors on the phone and at the doorstep, and 250,000 letters to the editor about how President Obama's policies would help ordinary Americans.

And when Congress was making crucial decisions, you spoke out more powerfully than the special interests ever could. In the last few months, you've made more than 1 million calls to Congress -- including more than 300,000 on one amazing day in October that created huge momentum for health reform. Thousands of supporters attended town halls to counter the shouting mobs and speak out in person. And you even held 37,107 events in every congressional district -- bus tour rallies, phonebanks and forums to inform your neighbors.

These incredible efforts have powered victories on a wide range of issues. OFA volunteers provided a huge boost to help pass the Recovery Act, President Obama's historic budget, an expansion of children's health care, credit card and student loan reform. Your voices helped pass a historic green jobs and energy bill in the House, and the confirmation of the nation's first Latina Supreme Court justice, Sonia Sotomayor, in the Senate. And of course, you were instrumental in passing comprehensive health reform through both houses of Congress for the first time in American history.

With every phone call to a member of Congress, every door knocked on a rainy day, every event held in a town center, you've helped to push this country forward.

But with the special interests and their allies in Congress fighting us for every inch, we need your help again to keep our organizing strong in 2010. Can you chip in $5?

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Thanks for making it all possible,

Mitch

Mitch Stewart
Director
Organizing for America

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Why did God change the RAINBOW when God never in the history of earth did that? One Mighty Jehovah World Victory! Jehovah Jirah My Provider! Virgin Mary mother of Jesus ! Majesty Jehovah we worship with our voice!

Lillene Ebanks — Thu, 31 Dec 2009 00:07:18 EST

It was not a C like I said in my excitment with the bird writing 1 M J W V One God Majesty Jesus World Victory. I tried to think letters when I saw the rainbow turned up! But my niece said it was a rainbow smile from God! First Lady Michelle Obama when we prayed as I believe we did God changed a rainbow for us later ! First the doves with the 8 and 1 or two O O's Then the 1 M J W V;Then the rainbow smile! The rainbow stayed long enough for me to think of video taping it for science, history and for enernity it will be remembered or at least it should as it happened and on film too! A rainbow in the past was God's promice not to destroy the earth in anger! Was God frowning? Is God happy now? I know I was desperate broke and family was sick and I should have vomited but I praised god instead and then The elements fixed since the foundation of time changed in the sky above my Health Care truck in Atascocita Texas on 1e-28-09! Can you imagine the signifance of that! What do you think Queen Elizabeth II? Did you see the videoV filmed by a little girl from a little island where you visited and your husband took by the hand to visit Hell! For He Hath Founded It Upon the Seas queen Elizabeth II the rainbow in your generation! What do you think Fidel Castro? Do you have the ability to get those kinds of videos sent to you? What do you think Chris Owens? I must show more people as God is good! Praise You Jesus! Awsome! You are an Awsome God!Personally since it came over the health care truck and I preach that the ultra rich knows the causes and cures of cancer and other diseases and will not tell to promote disease for profit and this must stop ! We must take steps to be healthy and free of disease! There were diseases in Jesus day too leprocy and Jesus cured them all and He said greater things shall we do than He did! If you have faith and doubt not you will say to this mountain move and go into the sea and it will move! I say we must have judicial justice, share our wealth so the poor will live better, grow healty food and get it to everyone daily so we can live healty lives not with health care but because we are free of sickness and diseases! That is greater things than Jesus did! He healed all of them who came to Him but we shall live healthy disease free lives by setting our resources to that goal without yielding to the greed of ultra rich corporation that profit from our diseases! We serve one God. Who is Mighty, and the World has Victory though Jesus! God Dios, Majesty Wonderful Victory in Jesus! The two O were pearls of the Pearly Gate and the one is one way throught those gates! That is what I feel God is saying to us today! It is your world too India and the Middle East what do you think? Do you think the M is Mohmed or the Mormans may think it was the Angel Moroni right Sen Oren Hatch from Utah! But the one is God one God fir every religion! J jehovah is what the Jews will call the J and the Islam too! The Catholic may call the M And the V The Virgin Mary mother of Jesus! One God Majesty Jehovah Jesus born of a Virgin Victory in Jesus!! One way through the Pearly Gate through the blood of Jesus born of the Virgin Mary! One God made Jesus for the world though Jesus born of a virgin so man has victory over sin sickness and disease! God made made and sent Jesus to this world of a virgin to give us victory to go through the pearly gate As Jesus is the one way!

Gov Arnold Scwartsnegger and First Lady Maria Shriver help us with immigration, "Hasta La Vista. We will be back!" "IT will not be like this for long"

Lillene Ebanks — Wed, 30 Dec 2009 19:59:28 EST

First Lady Michelle I asked in a blocg for you to believe with me to move the mountain of injustice! With in days of that prayer God turned the rainbow up ! A dozer can do a lot toward moving mountains but turning a rainbow up has never been done or imagined by post people! God is doing greter than we can think our imagine! Glori Adios! Espitito de Santos! Gracias De Dios! Father we praise You! We worship You! Jehova Jira our Providor we magnigy you Holy Name! Thank You Jesus! Our rainbow is turned up like a smile!

Smooth as a hickory wind that blows I can Feel it to my boes in that "Southern Voice!"

Lillene Ebanks — Wed, 30 Dec 2009 19:44:14 EST

Tim McGraw avaiable for $10 at Walmart! I can feel it down to my bones smooth as a hickory wind! Yes and the rainbow iwas upB

Last chance for Republicans to influence health care reform

The Bard of Wilmette — Wed, 30 Dec 2009 15:56:33 EST

Historically, political leaders from the two major parties have often been able to work together to advance the public interest. There is deal making and compromise, and the result may be nobody’s ideal, but still something pretty good. In 1986, President Reagan and House Speaker Tip O’Neil – despite being almost polar opposites – worked effectively to get a major tax reform bill done. I know that it is tempting to reminisce about the good old days that, in reality, were maybe not so good.

Still, it seems to me that the political climate in Washington is in some ways worse than it has been in a very long time. President Obama made clear from the beginning that health care reform was to be his top legislative initiative during his first year in office. It could not come as a surprise that Republicans in Congress would oppose many aspects of the proposed reforms. As an Obama supporter, I do not like some of the proposals, either. It was my genuine (and apparently naïve) hope that moderates in both parties would be able to get together and produce a bill that took some of the better ideas from both sides. The Republican lawmakers had basically two choices available to them:

As the minority party, they could recognize that their influence on the bill would be less than that of the majority party, but they could still work to get a bill much more to their liking, and one that would be better public policy from their point of view. Or…
They could simply oppose everything that was proposed in the name of health care reform, so that President Obama would be weakened politically, and probably enhancing the chances of GOP gains in the 2010 elections.

Well, they made their choice. It is almost funny to hear Republican officials complain that President Obama is refusing to work with them. I also heard one of their leaders complain about being forced to cast votes at 1:00 AM or on Christmas Eve. It was Republican stalling tactics that forced these roll call votes at such odd times. Obama has tried to work with Republicans, but without exception, they have refused to work with him. The likely result is going to be a health care reform bill that will only contain provisions favored by congressional Democrats. The Republicans, or even just a few of them, could have improved the bill (with some sensible tort reform, for example), but instead they made the calculation that their party’s political interests would be best served by making the president look bad.

There is still an opportunity for some Republicans in Congress to show some statesmanship, although I have no reason to think this will happen. The House and Senate have passed different versions of health care reform, and a conference committee will have to reconcile the two versions. Everything is open for reconsideration, and the final bill can contain provisions that were not in either the House or Senate bill. Would a few Republican senators or congressmen be interested in improving the bill? My guess is that President Obama would gladly accept some GOP-backed changes in exchange for a few of their votes in favor of the final bill. Obama has some bargaining power, because he can get a bill without any GOP support, but it would be preferable to get at least some support from the opposition party. Unfortunately, the Republican attitude appears to be that this is a zero sum game, as if to say: “If the process helps Obama, it necessarily hurts the Republicans.” I prefer to think that voters will reward incumbents (in either party) who do a good job, and punish those who cynically weigh partisan calculations over the national interest.

Jesse Jackson, Area Black Leaders Blast Banks on Foreclosures

G from Delray Beach, FL — Wed, 30 Dec 2009 12:12:44 EST

The Rev. Jesse Jackson joined more than 100 African American community leaders Tuesday to plot strategy against the wave of foreclosures that has affected homes and houses of worship across the country.

After PRAISING GOD a rainbow shaped up like a cup of blessings over the Health Care truck on 12-28-2009! Praise GOD in your trials, poverty, in diseases and God's will change even the elements for you!

Lillene Ebanks — Wed, 30 Dec 2009 08:13:04 EST

God put a rainbow in the sky in the shape of a cup turned up to hold our blessings! We have videos of it in Atascocita, Texas on Monday, December 28, 2009B turn your cups up to receive what God is transfering from the wicked to His believers in 2010 and until He returns! Blessings will chase you down and over take you! God has changed the elements and greater things shall you do in His name than Jesus did! All you need to do to receive is to worship and praise God especially in the midst of your trials and poverty just paise God! Glorio Adios illegal immigrants who are American Indiands God has heard the praises of our ancesters surrounding the throne and God said NO WEAPON FORMED APAINST US WILL PROSPER as God has turned the rainbow up so your cup runneth over! Glorio Adios! Espiritos de Santos! We worship you FatherB We thank you Jehovah Jirah Our Provider! We lift our hands up to worship and praise Your Holy NameB Thank you GodB Praise you Jesus! Glory Adios! Gracios De Dios! We Worship You Father! God put the rainbow in the sky over my health care truck after I praised him on the internet and on a video! Gd put a rainbow over the truch turned up like a cup or like a smile! God did what He never did before so rejoice praise His Holy Name as this is what moves the hand of God to change the elements and your diseases and your situation bring His blessings!

Llaughter is the best Medicine: This tribute goes out to Tyler Perry for his efforts in both joy but to intergrate the television and movie industries! May God bless your companies so that your fuit will manifest quickly multiplying in wealth and joyB

Lillene Ebanks — Wed, 30 Dec 2009 07:47:27 EST

God bless and prosper you in the name of Jesus! Thank you we are proud of your success to make our Constitution a reality! Oprah as you launch into production and cable TV may God prosper your efforts so that women around that world will be encouraged and may your prosperity spread throuh out the world changing the life styles of women especially in our fight to see our Constitution a reality in every aspect of our lives! God's hand of blessing shower your work to reach others with joyN therapyN and good will toward others! Happy New Year!

Congress wastes time and money on college football playoffs

Pat from Pittsburgh, PA — Tue, 29 Dec 2009 21:47:04 EST

The U.S. House Energy and Commerce Committee is currently considering HR 390, the College Football Playoff Act of 2009. If enacted, the bill would require the National Collegiate Athletic Association (NCAA) to establish a playoff system to determine which college football team is the national champion. The NCAA currently uses the Bowl Championship Series for that purpose. This is undoubtedly the most absurd use of Congress’ time that I have ever seen.

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Deep in Derivatives

G from Delray Beach, FL — Tue, 29 Dec 2009 13:19:35 EST

Greed may be out of style, but risk is still good.

That seems to be the lesson big banks like Goldman Sachs and JPMorgan Chase have learned from the credit crisis.

After the Flood God sent a rainbow to remind us He would not send a flood to keep what is good and destroys the rest! God sent an upside down rainbow. This is a sign for us to act as agents of good not corporate geed keep the wealth Pharasees who killed

Lillene Ebanks — Tue, 29 Dec 2009 11:49:42 EST

God sent the rainbow to remind us that He would not destroy the earth again! God's rainbow changes the shape of every thing that seems to be permenant! If the shape of a rainbow is the same for over two thousand years but it changed yesturday December 28, 2009 we can not depend on two hundred years of injustice! Segregation in homes, unequal job opportunities, police that entrap and hunt down poor minorities to prevent them from going to college so that the jails and prisons have clients! You can not turn a rainbow up side down and you have been given an up side down rainbow to guide your future actions! Be like the people who ignored Noah's preaching and God will wipe your memory from history keeping only the good is what I think God wants me to write! God used a natural disaster to replenish the earth in the day of Noah preserving animals and only the people who had not been giants children of Satanic fallen angel created to wipe out all that was good and to control the earth with devil giant children! Noah's family were not giants but worshiped The Living God! What God did before greater things shall we do!The power of God to change long standing elements: an upside down rainbow ! God is about to rebuild the earth with people of His own heartAnd let the wealth of the wicked be spread around B Yes the rainbow cup is up B Fill it up with the wealth of the wicket stored up for those who love thy neighbor as thy self and protect the least of these My children who have been used , abused, jailed for the wealth of the wicked who refuse to share the wealth of nationsB mighty Majessty Mining Minerals and making misery for the multitudes! The smile shape rainbow is the sign to give Lazzarus a seat at the table not just the crumbs that fall from your table!

Chameleon, All Alone, Part II

James — Mon, 28 Dec 2009 23:50:29 EST

Chameleon

Part II

All Alone

The sun shown brightly against the wall of supplies just in front of his face, as Peter groaned, working his way out from under the pile of blankets he’d pulled on top of him in the night. The fire was long gone, and it seemed that the biting cold had departed with it. He refolded the blankets, just as he would have done back on the farm, then he attacked the small wooden box of Pemmican. It was impossible to eat it fast. It was just too tough. Made from jerked lean meat, bison fat and local berries, it was considered the indispensible travel food of all mountain men, even though it had originally been created by Indians. With one pocket stuffed full of the rope-like strands, Peter chewed while climbing from the life-saving cache.

The sun was high and everything was melting when he climbed out of the hole. He examined Jed’s body. He realized that he needed the man’s leathers and gear. Travel through winter altitudes with the season just coming on was not possible in his condition. Not in the hopelessly threadbare garments he had. A hand axe lay atop all the boxes stacked in the hole. Peter bent and retrieved it. The tool was so sharp and well made that he was able to chop and worry one of the sprouting branches from the fallen oak in only minutes. Using a nearby rock for a fulcrum, it didn’t take much longer to lever the much larger branch upward, brace it and then pull Jed from under it’s fatal weight.

The man’s rifle was under the brush behind him. Peter retrieved it. His father had owned a flintlock, although he’d never taught Peter to shoot it. Jed’s gun was percussion, a much more advanced weapon. The hammer struck a small brass cartridge instead of a flint and open powder. There was no flash in the face of the shooter, no failure to fire from moisture, and only an occasional misfire, at least according to the men who had gathered for the rendezvous.

Peter hefted the rifle. He decided to examine it in more detail later. The sun was melting the snow. Before long the beaten trail Jed had made would be gone. Peter knew he needed to find out where that trail led. He stripped the body, changing into the dead man’s soft leather jerkin and pants. They fit badly.

Peter was too hefty, but they would do. The heavy leather moccasins were most welcome and nearly a perfect fit. Pulling them on, he noticed a leather band that circled Jed’s body. Loosening a leather tie he pulled the band to him. It was a long pouch. Inside the pouch, between thin folds, were new gold coins. Peter sat on the snow. There were twenty-one coins, each bearing the word twenty over the top of an eagle. They were ‘double eagles,’ Peter knew. He’d heard of them but never seen one.

Strapping the leather band around his own waist he looked down to see a piece of paper in the dead man’s hand. He pulled it free. A pencil fell from Jed’s stiff white fingers. The note said: “If White Man finds me have all. Use well. Body be buried at river, face water.” Peter tucked the note into a fold of the belt under his leather jerkin, and then proceeded to cut more branches with his new hatchet.

At rendezvous, the Indians present, those with horses, had traveled with triangular shaped devices called travois. He loaded the body onto newly cut branches, covered the cache as best he could, slung the rifle over his left shoulder, and then took up the pointed head of the travois. He would act as the horse.

The trip was not a long one. Melting snow lubricated the branches splayed out behind Jed’s bouncing body. The last hill was the hardest, not because of the incline but because of bad footing. Finally Peter came to the top of the rise. He stood, panting, gazing down upon a thin winding river. It was early in winter so the line was of black moving water instead of white covered ice. The tracks he was following also meandered in a dark line, right down to near the edge of the river.

Half sliding, half running, Peter guided the travois toward a thicket where the tracks seemed to end. He wondered what he would find. He fell twice, swore, got up and then went on. The leathers had not been dry when he started. After two plunges into the wet soggy snow they were nearly soaked through.

Smoke came from the far side of the thicket. Peter stopped, dropped the travois and crept slowly forward, peering through the branches of trees for which he didn’t know the names. His new rifle was at the ready. A lean-to came into focus, set forty feet, or so, up from the slowly moving water. He could not see inside it.

“How could a fire have burned that long?” he said, aloud.

A woman in pigtails stepped out of the lean-to. Peter almost sat down in shock. The woman stared at the thicket. She was an Indian, he realized.

“Come,” she said, very softly.

Peter backed up, regained his hold at the point of the travois, and then moved around the thicket. He lowered it next to the lean-to. The woman did not move.

Peter took the rifle from his shoulder. He leaned on it uncomfortably.

“He died when the tree branch fell near his cache,” he said, haltingly.

The woman walked to the side of Jed’s body, took a step back, and then kicked it in the head as hard as she could.

“Made sure,” she stated flatly, before returning to the lean-to.

Peter stood frozen, gazing from the body to the woman, and then back at Jed’s newly crooked neck. When he looked up again he caught movement further up the hillside, above the lean-to. Quickly he shouldered the rifle, pulling back on the hammer.

A large cougar sat not twenty yards from the lean-to, staring down at him hungrily. He took careful shaking aim, centering the top of the long barrel on the animal’s chest. He pulled the trigger. Snap. Nothing happened. He tried it again.

Another loud snap. The animal did not move. The woman walked to his side and stared up at what he was trying to shoot at.

“Cat,” she said, unconcerned, while Peter struggled with the weapon.

The cat took a few steps toward the lean-to, holding its left paw up, limping badly. It sat down once again.

“Cat sick, why shoot?” The woman asked.

“Its dangerous,” Peter said, his voice shaking, his eyes glued to the wild animal. “What’s it doing here?”

The woman sighed. “That one,” she motioned with her foot toward Jed’s broken body, “was feeding it, try to draw closer so he could take fur, but would not come close enough.”

“Oh,” Peter stated, knowingly, as if he understood. “What should I do?”

“Feed cat. Cat sick. Why shoot. Then learn to use rifle.” The woman sat next to the small hot fire when she was done. “Cat never come this close. Must know you cannot shoot.”

“What does it eat?” Peter asked, curious as to what the strange talking woman would answer.

The woman kicked a haunch of meat nearby, half buried in the melting snow.

“Deer. Cut. Throw. Cat comes close in night. No other animals. That,” she motioned toward where Jed lay, “not notice.”

“Not notice,” Peter mouthed. “And why’d he leave such a visible track to the cache?” The question had bothered him while he’d been dragging the travois.

The woman pointed toward the lean-to. Peter went to the pine and mud covered structure. Ceramic bottles, like the mountain men at the rendezvous had ‘pulled’ from lined the back of the lean-to.

Peter took out his new knife. It was a huge wonderful piece of sharpened metal. He severed the half frozen leg at the haunch of the deer, hauled it up behind the hut-like structure and tried to throw it. It thudded to the earth ten feet away.

The cat stared at him, the injured paw raised, as if in a wave of encouragement.

Disgusted, Peter grabbed the haunch again. This time he dragged it up toward the wild beast.

“If she’s not afraid of you then I’m not either,” he gasped out, slipping in the bright white snow. The cat never moved. Ten feet from the beast, Peter balanced it on end then let it fall forward. The cat slowly rose up on to its three feet. It stared into Peter’s eyes until the boy had to look away.

“Alright, alright, you can have it. I’m going now. Please don’t attack me.” He breathed the last words quietly, so the woman would not hear him. Bravely, he held his back square, not looking back as he made his way to the fire. Once there he squatted down, across the embers from the Indian. He fondled the rifle, wondering what was wrong with it, but not wanting the woman to see him trying to figure out the problem.

“Needs cap,” the woman said, in her unemotional way.

“What?” He gasped, understanding that she was trying to explain what was wrong with the weapon.

“Cap. In bag. On stomach. There.” She pointed at his waist. Peter looked down at the small bag hanging from a tied leather fringe secured to his belt. He opened the drawstring on the bag. The inside was filled with small brass caps. Carefully he took one out. He examined it. It was a tiny pointed thing, flat at one end. He brought the rifle up, pulled the hammer back and saw a similar brass surface. It was crushed. He turned the rifle over and pounded lightly against the lock with one hand. The old cap fell out. He put a new one in, and then carefully let the hammer down. He smiled thankfully at the woman.

“Load,” was all she said, looking into the fire. Peter’s face turned red. Of course, the gun had been fired and not reloaded. Jed had probably fired it to try to draw anyone nearby to him. Peter decided to load the weapon later, when the woman was not watching him. He did not know how to load the rifle, even though he’d seen his father load the flintlock many times.

“Who are you?” he asked, to change the subject. Steam came off his buckskins from the warmth of the fire.

“Take off skins. I fix. Skins too small. I take care. You no sell me.”

Peter stared at her. What was he supposed to put on if he gave her the skins? He was naked underneath. He’d left his farm clothes back at the cache. He shivered, and attempted to change the subject again.

“Name?” he asked, trying to talk like the woman.

“Neema. I Shoshone. That thing bought in summer,” she again pointed at Jed’s naked body. “Bad man. No honor. No soul. Bad heart. I with you now. Do not sell me.” Her last statement was not delivered as all she had said before. It was impassioned, and she had extended her hands before her, where they still were. Her face was down between her arms. Peter was deeply affected.

“I won’t sell you. I’m not sure I own you,” he replied uncomfortably. His life had suddenly become complex. He was a rich man. Four hundred and ten dollars would buy almost sixty fine horses, or a hundred head of cows. And now he had this woman. He looked up toward the cat, as it had moved again from where it had been. Somehow it had worked itself down to the side of the lean-to. It lay and munched comfortably, ignoring Peter and the woman.

“Cat has pride. We pride. But cat sick. Make good fur coat.”

Peter was stunned. “No, the cat can stay. Or the cat can go. But we won’t hurt it.” He didn’t know why he said the words, as they seemed to have come out all on their own.

“How is it that Jed,” Peter pointed at the body as the woman had, “said that he lived alone. That he howled at the night alone. That he’d die alone?” He didn’t expect the woman to understand him. She put her hands up, smoothed her raven black hair, and then looked at him intensely with her huge brown eyes.

“Did live alone. Did die alone. Is true,” the woman said.

Peter looked at the body, then all around him, and understood.

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Letter To Tha President

Mr. Diamond — Mon, 28 Dec 2009 21:36:39 EST

Mr. President Obama,

You Can Be More Then Just Tha 1st Black President Of Tha United States Of America. You Can Save Our Nation From Tha Works Of Tha Bush Admin. Have Done To Us In Tha Pass 8 Years And Counting. Here Are Some Keys.

1. Raise Min. Wage By $5 Across Tha Nation. Everyone Will Get A Blessing For Tha New Years. Goverment And Tha People. You Will See Positive Results Within 60 Days. Then Afther 2 Years Raise It To Where It Belongs...

2.Reverse Them INc. Tax Breaks. Our Nation Depends On Them. You Know Tha Ones Tha Bush Admin. Gave Themself In 2000, 2002, & 2004.

3. Give Them Contracts The Bush Admin. Gave Themself To Rebuild What We Are Bombing Do To This War That They Created, Over A Lie. This Way We Will Be Recycle That Money Within Tha United States Of America. We Will Go Over Their And Build. What We Destory. We Could Rotate Citizen Back And Foward. Those At Home Will Train Others At Home To Do Tha Work Necessary To Rebuild Africa. It Will Put Alot Of People, Young People To Work.

4. Put A Cap On Gasoline. Gas Should Never Be More Them $2 A Gallon. From 2000 On Down Gas Has Never Been This High Or Has Raise As High As They Are Doing To Us Right Now. Lets Boycott Tha Gas Pump. Till They Bring Tha Price Of Gas Back To Where It Should Be. Under $2 A Gallon. When Your Gas Note Is Higher Then Your Car Note. Tha Government Has To Bail Tha Auto Companies Out. Cars, Trucks, Get Parked. Gas Should Have Never Gotton This High Anyway. All This Started When The Bush Admin. Kicked In Our Door And Took Over Our Nation. Do Not Forget.

5. Stop The No Child Left Behind Act. It Has Shut Down More Schools Then Anything Within Tha United States History. And It Will Not Stop Till No Child Is Left Behind. Our Education Of Our Citizen Our Nation, Is Worse Now, Then When We Did Not Have The "no Child Left Behind Act".

6. Stop CCA Prision Industries. They Are The Modern Day Live Slave Trade. They Already Do Business With 19 State And Our Capital Washing D.C. They Are Feeding On Our
Nation. INS Is Their New Client. Everyone Is Game Now.

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God Bless America.

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Mainstream news editors let us down

Pat from Pittsburgh, PA — Mon, 28 Dec 2009 21:22:32 EST

So here we are, just in time for the year-end lists of bests and worsts and New Year’s resolutions. We’re all here for pretty much the same reason – we like news – new, old, good, bad, serious, and silly. We like to know what’s going on. We all have our favorite topics. Examiner is so popular because there’s something for everyone. But the editors of “mainstream media” outlets must decide what’s newsworthy and what isn’t. They didn’t do such a good job this year. There’s been some pretty ridiculous stuff passing for news lately. News reports are supposed to inform the public, not just make profits for the media.

CONTINUE . . . . http://www.examiner.com/examiner/x-14931-Pittsburgh-Public-Policy-Examiner~y2009m12d28-Mainstream-news-editors-let-us-down

Glorio Adios! Espiritos De Santos! God changed the shape of the rainbow after our praise ! An up side down rainbow like a smile ! It was not raining! We Video taped it!

Lillene Ebanks — Mon, 28 Dec 2009 17:36:32 EST

Praise the Lod Thank You God Glorio Adios Thank you for the up side down rainbow God! Your Mighty Hand in the Sky!

President Obama kept his BlackBerry and created an open communication line directly to his army of change agents:US Oh Victory in Jesus! God put a rainbow turned up like a cup to be filled and running over: an Up side down rainbowB

Lillene Ebanks — Mon, 28 Dec 2009 17:10:25 EST

Thank you GodB We praise you FatherB We lift our hands toward heaven and magnify YournameB The Name above all names! Can you feel it Saints? Yes God is about to move so fast it will be Awsome!Thank You Jesus, Praise You Father! Jehovah Jirah My Provider!With in a few minutes of posting this God sent a rainbow shaped like a smile B God sent a rainbow like He did after the flood to Noah and his family in the arkB This time God did moreB God changed the shape of the rainbow to a smile not a frown! We video taped it and sent it nationally and globally! God is about to move through His army of believers so quickly! The flood was forty days, Moses was in the wilderness forty years, and Civil Rights laws were created and Martin Luther King was assinated about forty years ago! This smile rainbow is from God for this generation! Imobolize believers God is smilining on US

US IRAN RELATIONS & THE GREEN TRAP

ARK — Mon, 28 Dec 2009 08:19:43 EST

At the beginning when President Obama took office US Iran relations jump started and was moving towards normalization at a very rapid pace…Normalized US Iran relations were contrary to the strategic interests of some countries. Hence came forth the so called Iranian Green Movement. First these Green people run a fierce 24-7 campaign among students as well as middle and upper class Iranians whom make up about 35% of Iranian population while ignoring a 65% majority. Naturally they lost the summer election and then they cried wolf and that there was election fraud! AND many of their 35% followers whom had only seen their own surroundings and listened to Voice of America (VOA) and BBC believed them. Then sporadic street demonstrations started. Most demonstrators were peaceful people yet due to the infiltration of a few undesirable elements and members of the 100% anti-US MKO Terrorist Organization, those demonstrations turned violent. Cars, buildings Buses, Banks, motorcycles and trash cans were burnt. Stones were thrown at security forces and many of them were beaten and injured. So they reacted and some demonstrators were harmed as well just as is the case in Afghanistan and Pakistan. If terrorist attack US forces, then they will receive a harsh response. Only a hypocrite would blame some other country for what one is doing and it is justified. One might say the situation in Afghanistan and Pakistan is war and I would say the situation in Iran is the same. If Iran becomes another Iraq or Afghanistan, then oil and gas flow will be seriously interrupted and the world will experience a real and severe depression and that severe situation is not reversible as was the case in 2008-9. Even Maziar Bahari a staunch anti Iranian government Newsweek reporter who had recently returned from Iran claimed on CNN that Mr. Ahmadinejad had won the election. But no other network covered his statements and none of the opposition people listened to him, so sporadic demonstrations, violence and riots continued. Who gains from this situation?

1-The 100% anti American MKO Terrorist Organization will gain and they had terrorized Americans and Iranians prior to the 1979 Islamic revolution and afterwards.

2-A few Arab countries whom wrongfully think it is a zero sum game and US-Iran relations would be against their own strategic interests.

3-Some none American countries who rely on the Middle East as the sole source of their energy supply. BUT CERTAINLY NOT THE GOOD OLD US of A!

Some of the leaders of Iranian Green Movement were those who took over the American Embassy in Iran and took American diplomats hostage for 444 days. Namely Mr. Mohammad Khatami, Mr. Asgharzadeh, Mr. Mirdamadi, … planned and were deeply involved in that take over. Then they said they had made a mistake! And Mr. Ahmadinejad had opposed the Embassy take over from day one. How can we trust such leaders now and know they are not mistaking again? These people are playing Russian roulette with the destiny of Iranians and are misleading their followers again.

Meanwhile VOA Persian people are having their own agenda completely contrary to that of President Obama’s and are doing their best to promote unrest in Iran. One of VOA Persian commentators, Mr. Sazegara is the same person who was one of the architects of Iranian Revolutionary Guards Corp (IRGC) at the beginning of the 1979 Revolution. Now if the Guards are good then why is opposing them? Just because he is not having any power in Iran right now and for a few Dollars more! The other Iranian expert is a London based Journalist on Saudi Payroll! And these people claim to be objective and when some one calls with a different point of view, they cut him off! That is why the Iranian Government is saying the US is interfering in their internal affairs. How would it sound if Iranian press TV network constantly told a disgruntled American minority such as White Racist Extremists to demonstrate against this American Government and told them where, when and how next demonstrations should take place in the US. That would certainly be called meddling in internal US affairs even if it was contrary to the official Iranian government policy. And that is exactly what VOA Persian is doing. Who do these people work for? Certainly not for the US Government, because every thing they are doing is contrary to US strategic interests.

Voice to skull

Soleilmavis — Mon, 28 Dec 2009 01:58:20 EST

V2K (voice to skull), in 2002, the Air Force Research Laboratory patented precisely such a technology: Nonleghal weapon which includes
(1) a neuro-electromagnetic device which uses microwave transmission of sound into the skull of persons or animals by way of pulse-modulated microwave radiation; and
(2) a silent sound device which can transmit sound into the skull of person or animals. NOTE: The sound modulation may be voice or audio subliminal messages. One application of V2K is use as an electronic scarecrow to frighten birds in the vicinity of airports.

More information about Voice to Skull, please go to:

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Mind reading technology

Soleilmavis — Mon, 28 Dec 2009 01:53:57 EST

http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,426485,00.html
Homeland Security Detects Terrorist Threats by Reading Your MindTuesday, September 23, 2008
By Allison Barrie
Baggage searches are SOOOOOO early-21st century. Homeland Security is now testing the next generation of security screening — a body scanner that can read your mind.

Most preventive screening looks for explosives or metals that pose a threat. But a new system called MALINTENT turns the old school approach on its head. This Orwellian-sounding machine detects the person — not the device — set to wreak havoc and terror.

MALINTENT, the brainchild of the cutting-edge Human Factors division in Homeland Security's directorate for Science and Technology, searches your body for non-verbal cues that predict whether you mean harm to your fellow passengers.

It has a series of sensors and imagers that read your body temperature, heart rate and respiration for unconscious tells invisible to the naked eye — signals terrorists and criminals may display in advance of an attack.

But this is no polygraph test. Subjects do not get hooked up or strapped down for a careful reading; those sensors do all the work without any actual physical contact. It's like an X-ray for bad intentions.

Currently, all the sensors and equipment are packaged inside a mobile screening laboratory about the size of a trailer or large truck bed, and just last week, Homeland Security put it to a field test in Maryland, scanning 144 mostly unwitting human subjects.

While I'd love to give you the full scoop on the unusual experiment, testing is ongoing and full disclosure would compromise future tests.

But what I can tell you is that the test subjects were average Joes living in the D.C. area who thought they were attending something like a technology expo; in order for the experiment to work effectively and to get the testing subjects to buy in, the cover story had to be convincing.

While the 144 test subjects thought they were merely passing through an entrance way, they actually passed through a series of sensors that screened them for bad intentions.

Homeland Security also selected a group of 23 attendees to be civilian "accomplices" in their test. They were each given a "disruptive device" to carry through the portal — and, unlike the other attendees, were conscious that they were on a mission.

In order to conduct these tests on human subjects, DHS had to meet rigorous safety standards to ensure the screening would not cause any physical or emotional harm.

So here's how it works. When the sensors identify that something is off, they transmit warning data to analysts, who decide whether to flag passengers for further questioning. The next step involves micro-facial scanning, which involves measuring minute muscle movements in the face for clues to mood and intention.

Homeland Security has developed a system to recognize, define and measure seven primary emotions and emotional cues that are reflected in contractions of facial muscles. MALINTENT identifies these emotions and relays the information back to a security screener almost in real-time.

This whole security array — the scanners and screeners who make up the mobile lab — is called "Future Attribute Screening Technology" — or FAST — because it is designed to get passengers through security in two to four minutes, and often faster.

If you're rushed or stressed, you may send out signals of anxiety, but FAST isn't fooled. It's already good enough to tell the difference between a harried traveler and a terrorist. Even if you sweat heavily by nature, FAST won't mistake you for a baddie.

"If you focus on looking at the person, you don't have to worry about detecting the device itself," said Bob Burns, MALINTENT's project leader. And while there are devices out there that look at individual cues, a comprehensive screening device like this has never before been put together.

While FAST's batting average is classified, Undersecretary for Science and Technology Adm. Jay Cohen declared the experiment a "home run."

As cold and inhuman as the electric eye may be, DHS says scanners are unbiased and nonjudgmental. "It does not predict who you are and make a judgment, it only provides an assessment in situations," said Burns. "It analyzes you against baseline stats when you walk in the door, it measures reactions and variations when you approach and go through the portal."

But the testing — and the device itself — are not without their problems. This invasive scanner, which catalogues your vital signs for non-medical reasons, seems like an uninvited doctor's exam and raises many privacy issues.

But DHS says this is not Big Brother. Once you are through the FAST portal, your scrutiny is over and records aren't kept. "Your data is dumped," said Burns. "The information is not maintained — it doesn't track who you are."

DHS is now planning an even wider array of screening technology, including an eye scanner next year and pheromone-reading technology by 2010.

The team will also be adding equipment that reads body movements, called "illustrative and emblem cues." According to Burns, this is achievable because people "move in reaction to what they are thinking, more or less based on the context of the situation."

FAST may also incorporate biological, radiological and explosive detection, but for now the primary focus is on identifying and isolating potential human threats.

And because FAST is a mobile screening laboratory, it could be set up at entrances to stadiums, malls and in airports, making it ever more difficult for terrorists to live and work among us.

Burns noted his team's goal is to "restore a sense of freedom." Once MALINTENT is rolled out in airports, it could give us a future where we can once again wander onto planes with super-sized cosmetics and all the bottles of water we can carry — and most importantly without that sense of foreboding that has haunted Americans since Sept. 11.

Allison Barrie, a security and terrorism consultant with the Commission for National Security in the 21st Century, is FOX News' security columnist.

More information about mind reading technologies

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Chameleon, The Cache, Part I

James — Sun, 27 Dec 2009 23:59:47 EST

Chameleon, The Cache, Part IChameleon
Part I
The Cache

Peter moved as quietly as someone wearing leather street shoes and fabric clothing could move through heavy snow. The trees were spaced fairly closely so he could creep from one to another in turn, wait a few seconds and then move on. That he was lost and cold no longer mattered. He had a trail. A mountain man who went by the name of Jed left his tracks nearby. The mountain man’s trail did not flow from tree to tree, as he did not appear to be tracking anyone, attempting to avoid detection.
Peter had been following the man for five days. He calculated that he was about a day behind. Both men had come from the Green River Rendezvous up above the Utah Territory. His attempt to become a mountain man at that annual celebration had been a complete and utter disaster. Coming out of Ohio, with farm clothes on his back, without a gun or proper travel equipment had been his undoing. That and his childlike wonder and enthusiasm. He could not shoot, wrestle, knife-throw (he had no knife) or tell tall tails. He also had no money. To the bands of mountain men and trappers he had been nothing but a ridiculed source of rolling entertainment. They’d tossed him coins after they’d used him as the target in a spitting competition. When he had simply stood there, not bending to pick up the coins, tears in his eyes, they’d laughed some more and taken them back. Reflexively, he looked down at the brown stains still adorning his torn woolen coat. There had been no chance at all that any of the companies filling the valley would let him join them, much less as a sharing member of their group.
He was going to die in the pine forest. He knew it, but he continued to trudge from one unfeeling foot to the other anyway. There was no place to go back to, and he lacked the energy. He followed Jed, his only hope. The man was a loner. He didn’t hunt or trap as part of a team, as most of the men did. Peter had figured that it would be easy enough to follow the man to wherever he was going. But there had been no snow at the lower altitude of the Rendezvous. There had been no intense cold. He could not go back. He knew he’d come to far. He could only go on, hoping that Jed might be holed-up just ahead. Peter knew that he could not last another night without proper clothing, a fire or a place of warmth.
He was twenty-two, but he looked fifteen. He was tallish, thick of body and whipcord tough. His blue eyes were bright with an educated glint of intensity. He could read. He understood numbers and he knew how to work, long and hard, but the snow was slowly sucking the feeling and life from his body with each swishing step. He thought about the farm, where his sister and parents had perished in the fire. About his uncle who had come and taken ownership of the land. Ohio law, the sheriff had told him, when he’d guided him to the county line.
Jed had won the shooting competition and Peter had been impressed. The beautiful English rifle the man had used had impressed him even more. Jed had proclaimed the rifle itself to be the real winner, as it had shot so straight. The mountain men had loved that. But it was Jed’s other comments that had caused Peter to follow him. After drinking, or‘pulling,’ as they called it, many times from an acrid smelling bottle, in celebration, he’d told everyone why he was a loner.
“I was born of woman who left me to be alone. I’ve lived alone, hunted alone and howled into the night alone…and I’ll die alone.” The mountain men had laughed, but not Peter. He’d understood.
“And I like it that way,” the mountain man had finished, to more 'pulling' from the ceramic container. Peter had watched the man intently after that. He wanted to live alone too, but he needed someone to teach him how to do it. So he’d decided to follow Jed and learn.
The light was beginning to fade when Peter saw a large oak rise above the pine in the distance. Following the tracks, his mind beginning to grow numb as the rest of his body, he made for the tree. A huge branch had fallen from it earlier. The great thing lay atop the snow, with only a light dusting on it’s bark. Peter squinted. The branch had fallen recently, he knew. The wound way up on the oak’s trunk was bright and fresh, although barely visible in the fading light. He crouched with the smell of smoke. Someone had had a fire nearby. He knew the smell of old wet smoke.
Slowly, Peter moved to the main trunk, then eased around. He looked for Jed’s tracks. He found them, but saw immediately that they were too thick and deep.
It was like the tracks had been made by several people walking the same path, or one person going back and forth to some distant destination. His eyes grew round. The deeper tracks began at the far side of the fallen branch. Peter ran to the mess of limbs and old dead leaves. Down through the bracken he saw the outline of a man’s torso.
“Oh no,” he whispered, gently climbing up over. Breaking branches and casting twigs aside Peter uncovered Jeb’s upper torso. A small pile of ashes lay near the man’s head.
“He lit a fire, but there wasn’t enough fuel,” he said to himself, having brushed aside enough to see the man’s pinned and mangled legs. The branch had fallen across Jed’s lower body. The man was frozen hard to the touch. Peter knew he had died during the pervious night, when he himself had almost passed, warmed only by a thick layer of needles beneath a large pine tree. He climbed back atop the main trunk of the branch, to consider how to free Jed’s body. The climbing activity warmed him, but he knew he didn’t have much light left to work in, or much energy either. Fleetingly, he wondered why it was important to move the body at all, but he discarded the thought. He jumped down to the ground at Jed’s side, having come up with an idea, but the ground was not there. Peter plunged right through the earth, wood and dirt cascading around him as he fell.
He hit the bottom hard, knocking the wind from his lungs. In panic, he clutched his chest, and then looked up. As the first breaths sucked through his gaping mouth, he stared at the broken opening above him. He breathed deeply several times. All around him were stores. Hides, blankets, boxes of lead and pemmican were neatly stacked against the walls of the pit.
“The cache,” he sighed, thinking of Jed at the Rendezvous. The men had talked of caches buried around special high mountain hideouts. In such secret store houses the mountain men kept supplies which enabled them to weather through the long cold months of winter.
Peter climbed to his feet, his head just barely rising to the height of the hole he’d created by jumping through the roof of the cache. A stack of split firewood lined one side of the pit. Conveniently, a forged iron bar and a flint striker hung from leather thongs over the wood. Using the kindling from broken door pieces, Peter set to work building a fire at the bottom of the cache. Once lit, he propped ‘Tee-Pee’ stacked chunks of fire-wood over the small fire. He then pulled down several thick blankets from a pile, threw then under, around and over him. He stared at the box with pencil writing on its side that said ‘Pemmican.’ His mouth watered but he could not move to get the box as deep sleep claimed him.

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President Obama announces nomination of Lillian Sparks (a Lakota woman) Commissioner, Admin. for Native Americans

Leslye J Allen of Atlanta, GA — Sun, 27 Dec 2009 21:22:52 EST

Making good on a campaign pledge to focus on issues sensitive to Native Americans, President Obama appoints Ms. Lillian Sparks as Commissioner for Native Americans:

Peace

Leslye J Allen

White Wolf: President Obama announces nomination of Lillian Sparks (a Lakota woman) as Commissioner, Administration for Native Americans

President Obama announces nomination of Lillian Sparks (a Lakota woman) as Commissioner, Administration for Native Americans

Saturday, October 24, 2009 at 9:22am

WASHINGTON – Today, President Barack Obama announced his intent to nominate the following individuals to key administration posts:

* Betty E. King, Representative of the United States to the Office of the United Nations and Other International Organizations in Geneva, with the rank of Ambassador

* Lillian Sparks, Commissioner, Administration for Native Americans, Department of Health and Human Services

President Obama said, "I am grateful that these two talented and dedicated individuals have chosen to serve my administration and the American people, and I look forward to working with them in the months and years ahead."

President Obama announced his intent to nominate the following individuals today:

Betty E. King, Nominee for Representative of the United States to the Office of the United Nations and Other International Organizations in Geneva, with the rank of Ambassador

Betty E. King served as the United States Representative to the Economic and Social Council of the United Nations under Presidents Bill Clinton and George W Bush. In that capacity, Ms. King worked on human rights, children, development, aging and population issues. She was the principal U.S. negotiator on the Millennium Development Goals. Ms. King has an extensive background in philanthropy, having served as the Vice President of the Annie E. Casey Foundation in Baltimore, Maryland, the Senior Advisor to the CEO of the California Endowment in Los Angeles, CA and an advisor to the Atlantic Philanthropies in New York. She was the Deputy Commissioner of Mental Health in the District of Columbia, the Executive Director of the Southwest Society on Aging, the Director of the Arkansas Department on Aging and an Assistant Professor at the University of Arkansas. She currently serves on the boards of Refugees International, the United Nations Association of the United States, Phoenix House, and on the Advisory Board of the Annenberg School of Public Diplomacy. Ms. King earned a Bachelor of Arts degree at the University of Windsor, Ontario, Canada, a Masters degree at the State University of New York at Stony Brook and was a National Humanities Fellow at Harvard University.

Lillian Sparks, Nominee for Commissioner, Administration for Native Americans, Department of Health and Human Services

Lillian Sparks, a Lakota woman of the Rosebud and Oglala Sioux Tribes, has served as Executive Director of the National Indian Education Association (NIEA) since 2004. Prior to joining NIEA, Ms. Sparks was a staff attorney with the National Congress of American Indians where she worked on international indigenous rights, sacred sites and religious protection, and issues related to youth and healthcare. She also previously served as a law clerk for the National Indian Gaming Commission in the Department of the Interior where she, among other duties, reviewed tribal gaming regulations to ensure compliance with the Indian Gaming Regulatory Act. Ms. Sparks is a member of the National Congress of America Indians, the Native American Bar Association, and the National Trends & Services Committee. In 2004, she was named one of seven young Native American Leaders by the USA Weekend magazine. She received a Bachelor of Arts degree from Morgan State University and a Juris Doctor degree from Georgetown University Law Center.

THE WHITE HOUSE

OFN-Jax Shared Vision 2010

Jerry E Fluellen Jr — Sun, 27 Dec 2009 15:21:16 EST

The Obama Family Network of Jacksonville, Florida

Shared Vision 2010

The Obama Family Network of Jacksonville, Florida (OFN-Jax) fosters learning, leadership, and change. Members engage professional development in such stellar ideas as Peter Senge’s fifth discipline framework for becoming a learning organization. This systematic development of minds empowers members to change from within and leave fingerprints on other organizations in the network. Additionally, with an eye on sustainability, members create strategic actions aimed at solving fundamental problems in the key issue areas of health, education, energy/economy, and political action. OFN-Jax hears President Obama’s call to action: make the world a better place for seven generations to come.

Health-care reform? insurance reform? More reform?

Soleilmavis — Sun, 27 Dec 2009 05:40:20 EST

While I am hearing about the "health-care" reform legislation running through Congress. Some people said: What the office holders are putting together is not health-care reform, it's insurance reform.

What I said, it is not only health-care reform, and it is not only insurance reform. It is about whether the government has the ability to ensure social equity.

While we are talking about full marketing economy, we can see that full marketing economy itself could not ensure social equity. Rich people own more good social resources, and have more opportunities.

People live in the same country, they must have basic human rights to enjoy the development achievements, they must have the rights to enjoy social equity.--education, health care, old age care and many more.

It is government who must have the ability to keep social equity. Government need have laws, rules, policy, and also enough funds to ensure social equity.

Health-care reform is just the beginning. More reforms need to be taken to make sure the government have the ability to ensure social equity.

Thanksgiving and Dedication

Soleilmavis — Sun, 27 Dec 2009 05:37:28 EST

Bible Genesis

24 And God said: Let the earth bring forth the living creature in its kind, cattle and creeping things, and beasts of the earth, according to their kinds. And it was so done. 25 And God made the beasts of the earth according to their kinds, and cattle, and every thing that creepeth on the earth after its kind. And God saw that it was good. 26 And he said: Let us make man to our image and likeness: and let him have dominion over the fishes of the sea, and the fowls of the air, and the beasts, and the whole earth, and every creeping creature that moveth upon the earth. Let us make man to our image...27 And God created man to his own image: to the image of God he created him: male and female he created them. 28 And God blessed them, saying: Increase and multiply, and fill the earth, and subdue it, and rule over the fishes of the sea, and the fowls of the air, and all living creatures that move upon the earth. Increase and multiply..29 And God said: Behold I have given you every herb bearing seed upon the earth, and all trees that have in themselves seed of their own kind, to be your meat: 30 And to all beasts of the earth, and to every fowl of the air, and to all that move upon the earth, and wherein there is life, that they may have to feed upon. And it was so done. 31 And God saw all the things that he had made, and they were very good. And the evening and morning were the sixth day.

When God created everything, God asked grass:"Would you like to dedicate yourself to the earth? You would be eaten by lamb. With your dedication, the earth can go well with love,happiness and peace." The grass answered:"I am willing to sacrifice to God." That is the reason that lamb eats grass with thanksgiving. and grass is eaten by lamb with happiness and peace of dedication.

God asked lamb:" Would you like to dedicate yourself to the eath? You would be eaten by tiger. With your dedicatioin, the earth can go well with love, happiness and peace." Lamb answered:" I am willing to sacrifice to God." That is the reason that Tiger eats lamb with thanksgiving. And lamb is eaten by Tiger with happiness and peace of dedication.

God made a promise with everything, and Everything made a promise with God. When the little lamb gives his life to the earth as the dedication. It brings to the earth with Love, Happiness, Peace. It goes to Heaven with happiness of Eternal peace, and joyful.

Buddhism don't eat animals. They know that animals have the same feelings with Human Beings. But Plants also have feelings. God allows Human Beings take everything on the earth as their food. Because Everything keeps promise to God -- dedication to us as our food. What we should do is to love, respect everything and thanksgiving for their dedication. Before we take them as our food. We need cherish them.

Because the excessive killings and exploitation, some Species are going to extinction. We must protect them, cherish them.

When we seeing everything in the earth, we should understand without their dedication, we can not see such a beautiful earth. We should thank God give us all these beautiful things, we should thank everything in the earth.

I don't want to teach anyone about the Bible or interpret the Bible. But I think people should know about Thanksgiving and Dedication.

Without Thanksgiving and Dedication, we can not build real peace on the Earth.

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The Present

James — Sat, 26 Dec 2009 11:10:35 EST

The Present

James Strauss

The child who was not a child crouched, his back to the warm window. It was below zero in Wisconsin, but not in the deep window well. A mouse looked up at him, its puzzled stare demonstrating no understanding, but also no willingness to back down. The child smiled. He looked down at his fellow traveler, but did not extend a hand. He knew about wild animals. Wild animals survived. Wild animals fought and died over territory. He was in the mouse’s territory, but he wouldn’t fight. They could not be friends. Wild animals had no friends. He knew that, at eight years of age, for he was a wild animal himself.

His name wasn’t Zack, but that was the name he called himself. His real name didn’t matter. The police couldn’t do anything with Zack, because he’d made it up. A couple of times he’d been printed but his finger-prints were too small to register in their computerized network. He’d been remanded to youth authority custody as Zack Zack each time, a name he’d seen in a cartoon somewhere. The window was warm to his back. He turned his head to study it. The basement light was unaccountably on. If someone was in the basement he would be visible, but he’d seen no one at all in the hours he’d been there. The lock to the window was not fastened. He pushed. Very very gently he applied sideways pressure to the multi-layered glass. He didn’t have gloves. The glass was so cold, even though much warmer than the above-ground temperature. It moved. An inch. Then a few more. Warmth cascaded out, filling the window well. Zack checked back for his companion, but the mouse had disappeared. Zack was not disappointed. Everyone disappeared in his life.

He didn’t try to open the window far enough to enter the basement. He was not stupid. If he went in, and got caught, then the cops would be back real quick. If he stayed out he could jump out of the well and run.

The window was open about four inches when the cat appeared. A gray cat. Big. Sitting there, having come silently form nowhere. Zack felt a pang of fear. The cat was nearly a fourth of his own size. If it had claws it could hurt him, he knew.

The cat stuck its head through the window, its eyes wide open, unblinking, as if in question. Zack stared. He didn’t know what to do. He’d never had a pet. Cats ran when they saw him. Dogs too. But not this one. Unable to stop himself, Zack reached out one dirty hand to pet the cat’s head. The cat did not react. It blinked once. Zack patted its head several times. When he stopped, the cat stepped through the window, and then curled up on the cold detritus of autumn leaves and junk which had fallen into the window well earlier, before the snow had come.

Zack stuck the fingers of his right hand into the cat’s gray fur. The cat looked up at him, but made no move at all. The boy’s hand felt wonderful. The cat’s fur was warm and it seemed to draw his fingers in welcome. He sighed deeply. The coming night was the best he’d had in a week, no matter what. Sleeping in the fields, even under rolled crops or piled hay, had been terrible. But that was before the colder temperatures. When it was as cold as it was there was no sleeping. Zack intrinsically knew that. Sleeping in the fields was the same as dying, and he didn’t want to die, so he’d come to this house. The lights had attracted him. There were other homes about but they were all dark. He knew he would have been safer from discovery there, but the promise of warmth from the lights had drawn him in.

The lights were Christmas tree lights. A single tree, down the hill right in front of the house, glowed. Across the back yard was a row of five more trees, all lit up as well. Only one tree, in the middle of the five had colored lights. The rest were little white ones. Zack wondered why the one tree was colored. Deep snow covered the trees so the lights were a glowing soft white, except for the colored tree.

Zack loved Christmas. Not for the presents. He’d never had a present. His family had not been a family at all, just a collection of people laying around in different states of sleep. Zack loved Christmas because people were nicer during the Christmas season. They gave him money and things. That didn’t happen during the rest of the year. But he wanted a present. One Christmas present would be okay. Zack sighed again. He didn’t know anybody. He’d run from where he had been weeks before. He’d only gotten to the country because a drunken man had picked him up by the side of the road. He’d wanted Zack to drive for him, not understanding that he was only eight years old. Zack hadn’t minded the drive. The car had driven all over the road and it had been kind of fun, like circus rides he’d heard about but never experienced.

A boy appeared in the window. Zack froze in terror. The boy called softly, not looking a the window.

“Harvey, Harvey, where are you?” The boy said the same words over and over, looking up into the basement rafters, then at the many boxes stacked along the concrete walls.

Zack looked down at the cat. The cat had to be named Harvey, but he didn’t move. Zack gave him a gentle shove, but the animal just looked up at him, as if he was smiling in pleasure at the other boy’s inability to find him. The boy, who appeared to be about his own age, turned to the open window, noticing it for the first time. He saw Zack. They stared at one another for a full minute.

“What are you doing with Harvey?” the boy asked, pointing at the curled up cat.

The cat ignored the boy, remaining on the cold ground next to Zack’s foot.

“Nothing,” Zack whispered, truthfully, through the opening.

“Its cold out there. Why are you there? Its warm in here. Come in here, and bring my cat.” The small boy crossed his arms, waiting for his orders to be obeyed.

Zack crawled through the window, after pushing it open. He didn’t touch the cat. The cat seemed to know that he was supposed to follow, so he did. Both of them stood to face the child, once they were in and the window was closed.

“You don’t look happy,” the little boy said, “but Harvey seems to like you. Do you live around here? I didn’t know there were any kids around here. All the rich people go back to Illinois at this time of the year, and they take their kids. Not that those kids like me anyway. I don’t have any friends.”

“I don’t know,” Zack said, hesitantly.

“You don’t know what?” the little boy responded.

Zack’s face grew red. He didn’t know what to say.

“I think I need to go before the police come,” he forced out, turning to look back at the closed window.

“Why would the police come?” the little boy said, “Are you a criminal?”

“I don’t know,” Zack responded truthfully. “I don’t know what a criminal really is, but I may be one.”

“No, I don’t think so,” the little boy replied. I think you’re here because of Christmas tomorrow. I asked God for a different Christmas gift this year. I didn’t want a sled, an electronic game or a scooter. I wanted something interesting, like a real friend. My parents don’t understand me. So God sent you. Do your parents understand you?”

“I don’t really have parents and I don’t know about God. I went to school but only for a year. I’m not sure why. I learned to read, but I don’t have any books.” The little boy reached out one small hand. “I’m Clark, and I live here. You learned to read in one year? I can read now, but it took me three years. Maybe you can’t really read. Maybe you’re just saying that.”

Zack shook the serious little boy’s hand. “That box over there says ‘Maytag, this side must always be up," he intoned, pointing.

Clark followed Zack’s gaze, then nodded.

“Okay, you can read,” Clark said.

“Why are you down in the basement?” Zack asked, tentatively.

“Harvey,” the little boy replied, instantly, picking up the big cat, but not for long. Harvey twisted and jumped down. The boy laughed, delightedly. “Harv is my only friend, but he runs away from me and hides. He likes the basement.”

“What time is it?” Zack asked.

“Almost midnight on Christmas Eve,” Clark responded. “My parents are asleep. They ‘overserved’ themselves a bit. That means they drank booze. That’s why all the lights are on. I kind of like it. I can do whatever I want. What do you want?”

The question caught Zack off guard. He almost said that he didn’t know, but held back. He thought about what he really wanted. “I’d like a present,” he said, smiling for the first time.

“Cool,” Clark said. “I’ve got lots of presents. Let’s go upstairs and check them out. They’re all wrapped but I’ve opened every one without Mom or Dad knowing about it. Maybe you can guess what’s in the boxes.” Without another word Clark walked to the stairs Harvey followed him, then turned to look back. Zack realized that the cat was more like a dog than a cat. He liked that. He moved to follow the boy and the cat up the stairs, brushing the dirt and leaves from his clothes as best he could. The house was warm.

Clark lead him through a hallway at the top the stairs and into a front room library. A decorated Christmas tree stood against the outside window, its lights blazing with reflections of the lights in all the many decorations hung on its branches. In the distance, out the window, Zack could see the softened light of the snow covered tree in the front yard. Clark and Zack moved presents about until they’d handled every one. Zack had not been able to guess even one of the presents correctly, but he had loved trying. There was only one flat box left.

“This is from my crazy grandpa. He’s crazy but I love him. I never can guess what he’s going to give me. My Mom says that’s because he’s crazy. But that’s okay. Old people can be crazy and still love you. My grandpa taught me that."

Zack handled the wrapped box. It was wrapped with some kind of bright gold paper. He shook it. “Gosh its pretty,” he said, delaying his guess.

“Yeah, my grandpa is colorblind so he goes for the wildest colors possible. He has no clue. That’s why the one Christmas Tree outside is colored. Its for grandpa. But he’s crazy, so it doesn’t matter.”

Zack nodded, as if he understood at. He had no grandfather that he knew. The crazy grandpa sounded pretty neat to him.

“You can have it,” Clark said, out of the blue.

“What?” Zack asked, in puzzlement.

“The present. If you can guess what’s in it then you can have it.”

Zack set the box down. It was too much. He knew he could never guess what was in the box. It was like the rest of his life. He was never going to understand any of it. That was just the way it was. A tear almost rolled down his face. He grimaced, then turned away. He would not cry. He could not cry. He was in the best Christmas place he’d ever been in his life. He wanted to crawl under the beautiful tree and sleep. Then wake up and live there.

“You don’t have to guess. Here, its yours. Merry Christmas. Grandpa is so crazy he’ll never know his gift is gone when he comes tomorrow.” Clark pushed the box toward him.

Zack fought his tears back, knowing that Clark knew he had almost cried. He liked the boy for ignoring it. “He’ll know. You’re not telling the truth. I can’t take it if he’ll know.” Zack slid the box back.

Clark sat back on his think knees, staring at Zack. “Okay. You’re right. But grandpa is different. When he comes I’ll take him aside and tell him that there was this boy who came in the night and needed a present. Grandpa is the only person in the world who will understand. I just know it. He’ll just shake his head, and like me even more.”

Clark pushed the present over to Zack again.

This time Zack grabbed it and tore the wrapping off. It was a small model train. Inside there was even a small transformer. He opened the box very carefully. The train was from Switzerland, a place Zack had never heard of but loved the sound of its name name. Both boys worked to set up the tracks into an oval. They connected the transformer and plugged it in. The train ran. Zack could not believe it. The present was a marvel of wonder. A small light illuminated the engineer in the engine compartment. They ran the train around the oval many many times. Finally Clark told Zack that he had to go to sleep. Carefully, they packed the train back into the well formed box. Zack followed Clark upstairs to the bedrooms. Clark showed him his sleeping parents. Both of them snored gently. The boys smiled at one another.

“My Dad is kinda serious when he’s awake, but he’s a great dad. He wears an expensive watch called a Nardin, which I’m not allowed to touch, but I do when he's in the shower. Mom acts silly but she's not, even though she's a blond. She's okay.

Zack made believe he understood. They moved to the last bedroom on the floor. Clark climbed into his bed, then pulled the covers up to his neck. A small blue blanket was on the pillow next to his head. He reached for it, then inserted part of it into his mouth.

“Mom says I have to give up my blanket soon, and Dad says my 'rag' is unhealthy.”

“Its okay,” Zack said, standing next to the bed, with the train box under his arm, wondering what it would be like to have such a blanket.

“Will you be gone when I wake up?” Clark said, his voice beginning to grow sleepy.

“Yes,” Zack said, gazing down upon the boy.

“Are you the friend God sent me?” Clark asked.

“Yes” Zack replied, not knowing why he said it.

“Will you come back again.? You can live in the basement. Nobody will know. And then we can play every night when my parents are asleep. Harvey can come too.”

Zack stared at the boy. Clark’s eyes closed, then his breathing slowed, although the blue blanket never left his mouth. Zack reached for the light switch, and then flicked it off. He stayed for a few more minutes, just watching the sleeping child.

Back before the window in the basement he crouched. His back was to the glass, which now felt icy cold. He would sleep until morning and then be gone. The train set, his first Christmas gift ever, was clutched tightly under his right arm. Harvey lay stretched across his left ankle. Zack thought of Clark, in the bedroom way above him, as he waited for the dawn.

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i can t change

Filo — Fri, 25 Dec 2009 15:40:07 EST

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A BLESSED CHRISTMAS TO ALL ON MYBO!

Jason & Linda Izumi — Fri, 25 Dec 2009 06:15:00 EST

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Merry Christmas

"NERVIE" — Thu, 24 Dec 2009 13:59:55 EST

Thursday,December 24, 2009

We wish you a very
Merry Christmas and a
Happy Holiday season.

Peace in the

Middle East . . .

Huggs,

Todd L. Hoover and

Minerva L. Williams

California 37th Assembly District Representatives for LACDP. Please check us out in Santa Clarita Valley all year long at . . . http://www.scvyoungdems.org; http://www.scvdems.org; http://www.dn38.org and http://www.daa.org

Merry Christmas to David Goldman who is headed home with his son Sean after his mother died last year and his step father continued an international custody battle for five years between New Jersey and Brazil!

Lillene Ebanks — Thu, 24 Dec 2009 13:14:28 EST

This is in the best interest of Sean to be with relatives of his only living genetic parent! Merry Christmas Sean! Love is all you need!

President Obama said the Senate passed a piece of legislation which brings us closer to the end of a century worth of struggling to reform our health care system!

Lillene Ebanks — Thu, 24 Dec 2009 11:45:57 EST

By a 60 to 39 vote the Senate passed a health care bill with all democrats voting in favor of the bill and the republicans present voting against it on Christmas Eve which is a significant achievement for reform of our health care system. . President Obama said the Senate passed a piece of legislation which brings us closer to the end of a centuary worth of stuggling to reform our health care system. This is the most historical piece of legislation since social security passed in the 30's and Medicade passed in the 60's and that it will redice the budget by 1.3 trillion dollars over the ten years.The Senate Bill will prevent denial for preexisting conditions.It will prevent insurance companies from putting a limit on coverage. Insurance companies will not be able to drop people who have claim. This Bill comes close to making Sen Ted Kennedy's dream a reality. . CNN reported that the Senate bill does not include a Public Option but the House bill does. We congratulate all the democrats for uniting to give us a Social Security Bill, a Medicare Bill and now Health Care Bill despite opposition from the republicans through out our history! Thank you Senate democrate: well done thou good and faithful servants enter into the pages of history as the guardians of benefits for We the People.of the United States in our fight for life, liberty and the persuit of happiness! Merry Christmas and a successfully prosperous New Year America and our international friends, our troops around the world and all Americans working, living, or vacationing around the globe! God Bless America Stand Beside Her and Guide Her now and Next Year!

Regulator Approves Millions for Fannie, Freddie Execs

G from Delray Beach, FL — Thu, 24 Dec 2009 11:41:43 EST

The top U.S. housing regulator said on Thursday it approved multimillion dollar pay packages for the chief executives of mortgage giants Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac.

Christmas Eve is here and Health Care is going to be Passed in the Senate today by 60 democrats despite the delays and unfounded Constitutional violation false allegations as it is a political move not a Constitutional issue!

Lillene Ebanks — Thu, 24 Dec 2009 04:14:54 EST

Good Morning Speaker Pelosi and the Health Care Team I am praying for you as you make one little Step for the Senate but a giant step for Health Care for generations to come!

The Senate democrats cleared the final procedural blocade set up by the Republicans with a 60 to 39 vote and the final vote will occure today on Christmas Eve! The Democratic Senators will give us a wonderful Christmas present that will keep on giving

Lillene Ebanks — Thu, 24 Dec 2009 00:00:16 EST

Thank to all 60 democratic senators for your votes yesturday killing the objections of Unconstitutionality and budget violations put forth by republicans. Today democrats will be "answering the call of history" to use a phrase coined by a female republican Sen Snowe who stood up earlier voting in favor of discussing health care! On Christmas Eve starting at 7 AM, history will enshrine those who vote in favor of health care and cast a most dissappointed view of those who objected to the most important historical leglestation that will have more benefits than any other legislation in history equal only to social security and medicade legislation! Merry Christmas and God bless us all and prosper the least of these His beloved children, His born again body of believers working togeter in agreement or disagreement but always in the best interest of maintaining a two party legeslative body with checks and balances upon which our federal system of government has succeeded for over two hundred years one nation under God indivisible with liberty and justice for all a goal that we hope to achieve with each passing day we draw closer to realizing the benefits promiced in our Constitution of life libery and the persuit of happiness including freedomfrom excessive bail and Equal Protection two area that need change to move us closer to our goal!

Happiness for Christmas 2009 is

Lillene Ebanks — Wed, 23 Dec 2009 21:54:38 EST

A Tribute to the Armed Forces sponsoed by Busweiser and arranged by Senator McCain for the troops in Iraq and his campaign supporters (I presumed) for Christmas 2008 when it snowed in New Orleans. I was wearing an Army used uniform from Goodwill with an army like camo santa hat to take pictures saluting the troops on the Budweiser truck in front of the New Orleans WW II Musium, saluting the troops in Iraq in front of the US flag as the snow fell on Saint Charles Street, sitting on the Budweiser truck for photoes in the snow by on Bourbon Street by the Cowboy Western Club close to where I hosted the debate party between Senator Obama and Senator McCain and Senator Biden and Governor Palin which was on Canal Street at the Sheraton Hotel, by the trolly cars, standing next to a cannon with a fifty foot Christmas tree withe the famous cathedral in the background.I remember photoes next to the Budweiser clydesdale horses and wagon covered in snow on Les Champs Elysees in Paris, France! I lived in Paris to come into Arkansas where the quota was lower than Houston's as I got me green card and waited 18 years unsuccessfully like my parents have waited sixty years in Houston unsuccesfully to get our citizenship. I got my citizenship quickly in Ft Smith, Arkansas, twenty years ago! After the Buswiser photo opt tribute to the troops I wrote a picture book tribute to the troops inserting the photoes commemerating a political and military bond created between a campaign supporter/writer and a Vietnam War Air Force Prisoner of War (POW), a Budwiser business family, a Senator, a Presidential candidate,Sen John McCain, who put a woman Governor Sarah Palin, into the presidential race in 2008! A Bourbon Street Christmas Eve Wedding!in the same Army outfit with a preacher, a maid of honor as a witness, and a fluggy white shitzu puppy. "Strange" Reba, you are right!! Listening to Alan Jackson singing "When we all get to heaven what a day of rejoicing that will be! When we all see Jesus we will sing and shout the victory".This gospil song means so much to me as it reminds reminds me of being rocked to sleep nightly in a hammock and my grand father singing me to sleep in the light of the setting sun on the beautiful shores of the Cayman Island a British Crown Jewel loved and visited by all the royal family and the British Navy sailors with their soccer tean and bagpipe band!.Praises lifted to heaven "Oh Holy Night" sung by the Boys and Girls Choir of Harlem featured on CNN Larry King Live! Carols sung by Brooks and Dunn, and Faith Hill. "Seeing your black dress hit the floor and all I can think about is getting you home" by sung Chris Young and A song that always causes me to get up and dance is " I Just Want to Dance with You!"! Then my favorite memory is "Cowgirls don't cry" by Reba surviving in a shelter after a robbery and my truck being towed with my belongingings and a snow storm in North Carolina, my Georgia Bama sun glasses and meals, my Toby Keith California Cowgirl hat and American Indian and bluegrass outfit with boots on my trip Washington DC in March to advocate for illegal immigrants and to help President Bush feel better after successfully taking us through the biggest natural disasters and terrist attack in resent history by reading Palms 23 after the twin towers and our hearts fell. "The Lord is my shepherd I shall not want He leadeth me beside the still waters. Yeah though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil for thy rod and thy staff they comfort me" President Bush and Barney and First Lady Laura Bush help provide beautiful educational lessons fron the White House and Oval Office just so no Child is Left Behind! "I turn to You" is when I am most vunerable and need strength I put on my POW army jacket, 9-11 army couage jacket, or my inaugural presidential e-mail thank you letter to acquire courage for whatever situation life may throw in my journey to carve that first woman president face in the side of the Ozark mountain! A old time Country melody on the radio,"There may not be any snow in San Antonio but it feels like a TEXAS Christmas sung with ain a "Southern Voice" like Tim McGraws most historic song! The smell of two eleven pounds of Angus beef roasts baking slowlyin the owen reminding us that there will be a family reunion and a health care bill this Christmas Eve! Everyone chosing their favorite cup for a spot of London Earl Grey tea! Two health care e-mails from President Obama to Lillene entitled "We will Not Back Down" and "Where We Stand"! Notes in my Blackberry of the Democratic Senators working to get Health Care passed on Christmas Eve with the republicans delaying it as they could not stop it if the democrats were united in purpose! They united and many states benefited with extra rewards! A video in support of health care e-mailed around the United States to millions of people and around the globe for hours on the night of 12-20-09 and into the early morning of the day before the senate stayed up all night too on 12-21-09 to get a health Care Bill that secured the 60 votes needed for the 60 democratsto pass health care on Christmas Eve! The video was staring British Barbie and Jamestown promoting health care- Dallas Cowgirl style beauty and Texas humour! A Dutchess Daisy spot of Twinning Earl Grey tea with bourgamont and.a message from London "Enjoy the Experience" "Reward youself" sweetened with Maui Sugar in the Raw stirred with s silver spoon! A slice of a Betty Crocker First Prize Cranberry Fruit Cake.made ny Aunt Dell with her secret ingredients and moms Cayman Heavy Cornmeal Cake made cornmeal and coconut milk seasoned with nutmeg, allspice, vanilla, and cinnamon served on a cake plate with the Eifel Tower in Paris and the Big Bend clock in London! Sometimes I use my Regency tea cups from London a commemerative gift to remember the meeting betwwen President Obama and First Lady Michelle Obama and Queen Elizabeth II in Buckingham Palace and in Regency Square like on the saucer earlier this year! Little things can trigger an adreline rush that warms the cockels of your heart! A Houston Astros baseball with an entire team's authoraphs and a President Clinton autographed photo baseball! A House of Webster ceramic holder from Rogers Arkansas to hold a dictionary to help me edit my live internet history book;;the pink and white dogwood flowers on the holder is Arkansas state flower. This reminds me of the 58 acres and cabin my daughter and I own in Dutton, Arkansas with the White River running through it and the Ozark National Forest on one side with a private mountain ledge beside the White River waiting for an artist to carve the face of the first woman President and the First Gentlem, First Lady Michelle Obama, and First Lady Barbara Bush who spent the most time in the White House through her spouse as Vice President to President Ronald Regan for eight years and President H W Bush served four years as our forty first president and their son, President George W Bush served for eight years as our forty third President during 9-11-01 attack on the Twin Towers, the Pentagon, and a missed attempt on the White House was averted by the cheroic crew who gave their lives in a crash in a field in Penselvania with a total death toll of 3000 people that day and Hurricane Katrina destroyed bew Orleans Ninth Ward and Louisana evacuated with Mississippiand parts of Texas all declared disaster areas! A wooden foot massager and a jar of.Therapy for Aches and pains made with eucalyptus oil and inhaled periodically to relax the body! The six fags over Texas to remind me of how intelligent our third woman Governor Kay Bailey Hutchinson looked and sounded trying to use the Constitution as her reason to remain with her party on Health Care what a job politics is when you can not vote. for the voters needs but must vote your party because of the need for campaign funds! Our United States flag! An acorn sented candle to remind me of squarrels in the large oak tree in my Texas former home office for "They Are Helping People" a nonprofit educational organization! A light pink rose from God! A Jean Lafete Ship book! A Princess Moments figurine of my TV choir prayer partner. A basket of pancies, a pancy frame with President Bush and Jenna in her fish tail wedding dress and a heart shaped box covered in yellow, purple and hot pink pancies like my landlord Chris Owens with her Easter parade on Bourbon Street. A chrystal glass of water in a yellow dog like President Clinton and First Lady Hilary to remind me that was my first vote and only one with a deceased daughter watching in a country church in Pettigrew, Arkansas close to the University of Arkansa Law School where I shook hands with First Lady Hillary Clinton. A Qualla bear to give me a noozle knose kiss from heavenly angels and a memory of DC subway! A little American Indian cow girl with a tooth missing in a blue and white pearl heart frame! A Cutty Shark ship with mutted yellow sail and a British Union Jack flag. Yellow and blew linen napkin a picyure of Queen Elizabeth and Prince William and Prince Harry. A Metal of Honor Portrait of Valor Beyond the Call of Duty to honor out troups signed by Pres HBush with a letter from Senator McCain about his sacrifice as a prisoner of war and who helped him survive. And angel ceramic cookic mold which we will make cookies to eat with my Earl Grey Twinning tea! A Princess Diana book! My US Navy whit hat with black band and te Navy seal sitting on my citizen Navy Veteran brother's head! A Texas Longhorn frame with my long curly hair straight A nephew from Hargrave High dreaming of valadictorian , then a Longhorn football player and I pray a NFL line backer for the Dallas Cowboys with his Captain Sulley winner spirit and republican upbringing! Then ther is Sis my niece and Big boy recuperating from public school pit bull dog assignment growing a foot in two months after President Obama won and sis calling and writing President Obama her life line in their fight to live in Texas! Miley syrus on the backgroung "These are the moments I will remember cause there always gonna be another mountain I gonna want to make it move. Always gonna be another up hill battle somebody is gonna have to lose. It not about how fast I get there,it the climb! Keep moving! Keep the faith" Miley Syrus inspirational help to move that mountain! A window frame with a little baby brother sitting in immigration holding like all the others waiting for President Obama, Speaker Pelosi to fight those republican to pass Health care in the Senate tomorrow on Christmas Eve and then fight to pass immigration reformB A copy of my two health care e_mails from President Obama" We will Not Back down" Dec 8 09 and LWhere We Stand" Dec 21, 09 as a valuable Christmas present that has such historical significance.I will will them to my only grandaughter as they probable could be sold for enough to pay for a house because a copy will be registered in the Library of Congress to preserve them for history lessons! My Blackberry with the pictures of a Texas tribute Senator Teddy Kennedy a funeral on the yaught in Corpus Christi with the World War II aircraft carrier and a US Navy plane on deck and a bouquet of lavender shamrocks gentle placed in the Rio Grand River as a last act to help illegal immigrants and my 200x truck painted in red white on blue with his name on the day he died which later became the Health Care Mobile a cause that he was passionate about and dedicated his life to get passed but he went to heaven after battling cancer to endorse President Obama as president! And I will take them and register them in the Library of Congress our create a Pesident Obama Internet Library to store memobelia and documentsn videosb and magazines. I prefer to have a law school for felons to become attorneys to be public defenders for the indigent to get a trial with a Beyond a reasonable Doubt Standard instead of a plea bargin and excessive bail cause them to agree as they are raped and lied to to get a plea often for crimes they are innocent of and the state knows they will lose in a trail so they offer a plea to rape victims who are innocent since they could not afford the bail and they are raped and assaulted! Yes that is my Christmas jewel laid up in my mansion beyond the Pearly gate! My retirement pearls my red white and blue comfy jeans red leather jacket and stretch no iron white shirt! I am trying to get used to my longhorn color hair Loreal Paris - Lynda Evengilist signiture color 8G! I wanted some Paris Hilton perfume for Christmas but I will get it to celebrate the final passage of Health Care when President Obama gives us a present that will keep on giving forever!

Sen Jeff Sessions R Alabama bragged about the US had excess money in the budget in 2001! Yes a democratic President balanced our budget leavin us lots of excess and houses too but after two terms of Rep spending Pres Obama inherited trillions in deficit

Lillene Ebanks — Wed, 23 Dec 2009 20:19:51 EST

I surprised me that today when republicans a complaining about staying late near Christmas and you waste time trying to misrepresent the facts. Pres Clinton created the excess money*vailable in 2001! We want Health care so do not delay so we can have time to do things to cover the cost of health care like negotiating with insurance companies to pay over $100billion for health care! This money was obtained by democrats! Republicans have not lifted a hand to get money to fund health care from corporations but the democrats did! We will all reap the benefits of the democratic efforts to get Health Care and get most of it funded by insurance companies!

Sen Jeff Sessions R Alabama bragged about the US had excess money in the budget in 2001! Yes a democratic President balanced our budget leavin us lots of excess and houses too but after two terms of Rep spending Pres Obama inherited trillions in deficit

Lillene Ebanks — Wed, 23 Dec 2009 17:34:27 EST

Debates on Health Care on day before the vote by the Senate on Christmas Eve

Lillene Ebanks — Wed, 23 Dec 2009 14:04:21 EST

Thank you President Obama and the First Family for delaying your vacation in Hawaii until late Christmas Eve so our democratic majority in Congress can give us a nice hope for Christmas! Our gratitute goes out to all the Senators for all helping us get a comprehensive Health Care Bill approved by the Senate to go before the Representatives where anoth compromise will lead to a final vote by the Representatives on a bill to present to President Obama in the first of next year we hope! Some of these senators are:1..Sen Dick Durbin, Majority Whip, 2. Sen Jay Rockefeller, D West Virginia,Commerce, Science and Transportatio Cmte, Chairman Passing Heal Care means 31 million uninsured will have insurance; family dependant children will be raised to age 26; it will protect Children Health Insurance CHECK by covering 7 million and 14 million by 2013; guaranted prevntion like check ups will be covered; we will close the donut hole in Medicare improving coverage where now there is none, it is illegal to impose arbritary or life time limits, stop denials of pre existing conditions. 3. Sen Harry Reid.D 4. Sen Mary Landreau, D. Louisiana, 5uring the discussion Sen Kay Bailey Hutching said it would result in opressive new taxes,and we are forcing burdens on small business so they will not hire new employees she complained that they had to meet two days before Christmas and that they did not have time to read the bill introduced on Saturday. Senm I head it being read aloud after countless months of debate and I know what it covers based on C-SPAN repots on Congressional hearing. The Health Care Bill is unconstitutional by forcing people to buy undesired insurance. It violates the 10th Amendment The powers not given to the federal government is reserved for the states and the people! Texas has taken responsibility for oversight of insurance now we lose that and we mustseek permission from the federal government. The states must justify it before they can get it. What will justify mean will become an encrochment on the 10 *mendment , It is the states that have kept the Federal government restrained! Health Care is removing rights and preogratives. She cited the case law New York vs The United States is a case relating to this issue. She asked the Attorney General to challenge the exemption given to Nebraska from exempting Nebraska from some taxes for health care!The Sen felt duty bounge to question the Constitutionality of the Amendment requested a vote on this question: Does it violates the 10th Amendment of the Constitution? Think about the consequences that will alter the lives of people by doing it fast! Sen John Enseign R Nevada The Constitution limits the power of the national government. Health Care violates Artilcle One of the Constitution! This bill violestes the US Constitution no time has a law forced someone to do some thing when they are doing nothing. This is false as auto insurance is an example to prove we have laws to force us to act when we do nothing. But I agree this will harm poor and I wonder if they will be jailed as a result. This is not free this is another method of reducing the income of poor. I heard him say the limit was 2 percent of their income but I heard it was eight percent of their income before they will be exempted. My uninsured disabled niece who is trying to get social security disability but her presecriptions are not covered returned excited that the UTNB Conroe Clinic in Texas all are excited and are supporting health care bill!!! Sen. Kay Bailey Hutching so you do not represent them and their Constitutional rights as people like you said states had rights so people have rights under the 10th *mendment! . Rep Sheila Jackson Lee try to get the fines removed! 7. Sen Orrin Hatch R utah called it partician hyprocricy, dreconian policy and unconstitutional,Tax payer dollar used to use federal dollars to cover elective abortion- 1976 :yde *mentment prohibits this! But the Sen from Nebraska negotiate with those like me who wa|t abortion paid for with federal dollars to protect butchering of pregnant mothers without anesthesia like I had to endure twice by choice! Well D Senator from Nebraska negotiated that states can chose. Could be Sen Harry Reid who is a D from Nebrasca or it could be Sen Baucus a D from Nebraska as I am confused on this! Just because we have a law in place that denies coverage it does not stop us from abolishing the law any making a new one and I want abortion covered so they can get anesthesia instead of listening ang feeling their insides ripped out in the raw Sen Warren Hatch N You are inhumane to say otherwise as I was in college and I had no extra money for a hospital stay and I was uninsured sen Hatch! Do you not even feel my memories of such horrible pain because I could not afford to be hospitilized for my abortions! I want all women to get federal money for abortions like men get money for vastectomies and we fund contraceptives so all these are a form of aborting eggs sperms or fetuses. Health care should cover every thing doctors do as we are not lisence to help ourselves! Sen John Ensign R Nevada did not refute the tax exemption the Democratic Sen from Nevada got through giving his support! The other could have received perks for votes but chose not to yet they are jealously trying to complain now for using a time held method used to get bill passed! Sen Jon Kyl R Arizona, Minority Whip I could not vote for it unless it was deficit nutral. Well the insurance companies are funding billions in exchange for keeping higher prescription prices rather than allowing us to buy drugs at a cheaper price like Canada and other companies! I still can not get over a R Congresman lying about there is no time in history that we have made a law to force action where ther is none! We are fined and jailed for auto insurance! Why not just say we do not want fines but insted of staying up late to vote on the bill republicians stayed home and complained about having to work before Christmas, Thank you democrats fro going the extra mile and for not going to Hawaii President Obama but seeing Health Care passed by negotiating with willing democrats who stayed up until one in the morning to put together extra perks to ensure the people get health care! Thank you! Thank you Sen Max Baucus D Nevada for getting help for your state. I am proud of you and so are your voters! The Vote on the Constitutionality of the Health Care which will require 60 votes to change the rules. Violates the 5 *mendment Said Sen.Ensign R Nevada demanded a vote on the Constitutionality of health care as a violation of (he 4th *mendment and *rticle 1 4ection 8 of the 9onstitution! Tax for first time in history will do something it has never done by forcing us to act when we did not by forcing us to pay fines for not having inurance Article one Section 8 and *rticle 5 of the Constitution! This Christmas Eve the Republicians complain about meeting but pose delays based on Constitutionality but I say that I thank God their delays will be of no awail as the people voted for more democrats to prevent a bipartician grid lock Sen McCain and do you not hear history calling today Sen Snowe? Sen negative Bacus Brown Kasey Finegold Nelson Udal Landreau and more.The votes that health Care Violated our Constitution included these Yes. Trafune Snowe McCain Hutchinson Kraper Luker Brownback Roberts Inhauf Alexander!BonnHatch Grasley mcconell Bennet. Those voting.No,s.Buy McCloske Udal of Colorado Rockefeller Lautenburg Lyncolyn McCasco No Nelson Cakah Byrd Reid Enoway Frankin Widen Burris No Liberman Bennet Dilabran Murkley Levin Cole Feinsteine Dorgan Rucken Reid Rhode Island Spector Warner Crofman Dodd Boxer Clobochof Menendez Computer glich barred from some names I took these listening without notes so I may have been wrong. Yes 39 No 60 it is Constitutional the delay was unappreciated as we want to go home republicans but be prefer to help people Sen Bob Corker R Tennesse vote against this motion. As it was not funded Sen Max Baucus D said this was a good deal for tax payers. The motion to wave the budget was on the floor. Roll call. If I misspelled names or missed names when a hacker interupted my cell I apologize but I am trying to learn your names and as a project I can correct the spelling later. Vote to kill Sen Cornyn's R Tx motion that it violates budget rules. Do you not think about your poor and uninsured Hispanic. Voters especially who want insurance as they go to emergency rooms and get treatment in life and death situations but not for minor illness . To keep a job you need a doctors letter if you miss more than two days and illness can cause loss of jobs too without a job they will not pay taxes and the budget for unemployment increases the federal budget so your claim is not practical or hummane for your poorer voters Sen Cornyn of Conroe Texas! The motion was defeated by a 55 to 44 votes with the democrats killing the motion! This procedural motion and Constitution motion and the reading of the bill were republican delaying vendictive taactics as the people voted for a democratic majority and a republican minority as we want health care as we voted for it.Sen Leahy D Vermont asked to have the vote today not tomorrow! Sen John Cornyn R TX claim the bill violates budget rules but his claim was killed! Go democrats! Get Health Care for generations to come like social security and medicare the republicans voted to kill them but democrats got them for everyone to enjoy even the republicans who faught against it benefit now as a result like they will benefit from health care they appose now! Irony! Why even vote republican if they oppose all that is great like social security, medicade, and health care! Do you see any wisdom or compassion in their votes?They voted on voting on Christmas Eve rather than change it to tonight! They voted to vote on the bill 57 to 42 motion to table is agreed to ! They will vote today! Then they voted on Sen Hutchinson motion that the bill violated the 10th Amendment of the Constitution! The result was the democrats killed the motion as healh care is constitutional! The powers not delegated to the federal government is given to the states! She said the commerce clause did not cover this and it was the clause it was premised on! Sen Max Baucus said it is a power given to the federal government and does not violate our Constitution as the federal government can raise taxes for services! The Senate voted and killed Sen Hutchinson motion allegging that our health care bill violates the 10th Amendment! The Senate voted by a majority that health care bill was not a violation of the tenth Amendment of our Constitution killing Sen Hutchinson allegation made in an most eloquent but substantively feeble attempt to delay health care for her constitution who make up the grestest percentage of uninsured in any state in the nation! The governorship is sailing away fast if the votes of the uninsure and Hispanic are required to have the third woman governor of Texas! I must try to help a woman and she delayed health care! Oh well I will as women needs out rides any differences in opinion on issues! I am helping you get your governorship I think! If you want lobbying to harm us why worry about ear marks to help people in exchange for senate vot in the en people somewhere benefit but lobbying that funds campaign fund are against people our there would be no need for lobbying for tobacco, gambling, drugs, insurance companies2tcM IntegrityV Rule 22 Sen DeMint so another delay from republicans! Sen Baucus D Montana Purly subjective content as would Senators have to be questioned under oath in order ruin Senator's integrity? Vote on adopting Sen Reid language into the bill! Seems the republican Sen DeMint all of a sudden feined he wanted to be more ethical and did not want ear marks for Senate votes which is a long standing Senate tradition He said Representatives can not do it as tHere is a rule in the House of Representatives but not in the Senate preventing ear marks in exchange for votes on bills in the House! This third delay since midday failed too if they had voted to vote on health care today these delays may have caused the vote on the bill to be so late that if the democrats were not so dedicated and stayed all night before may have left! But Democrats get the job done in spit of republican delays! By a 60 to 39 vote they. Kept the language in the Bill as Sen Reid has it defeating the motion claiming earmarks for states were not ethical in the Senate because the Hpuse can not do that! On the issue that health care violates the Constitution by forcing us to act when we have not acted any no bill in history ever forced us to act B I thought about federal taxes are forcing us to do someting so that is a federal example even if states force us to act to buy auto insurance! I do not want health care fines! Would not paying be a credit problem or a crime? I wish I knew!

Hold your nose, and support the Senate HCR bill

The Bard of Wilmette — Wed, 23 Dec 2009 12:00:42 EST

Barring a last minute snag, the Senate will finally pass its version of health care reform within the next 24 hours. Then, the real challenge begins, trying to reconcile the House and Senate versions to arrive at a single bill that can pass both houses, and then sent to President Obama for his signature. If they manage to get a unified bill through both houses of Congress, it will almost certainly more closely resemble the Senate bill than the House bill, which has zero chance of getting through the Senate. The one thing that every American can agree on is that there is a lot to dislike about the Senate bill. The part about exempting Nebraska (unlike the other 49 states) from Medicaid financing is probably unconstitutional. Critics from both the right and left have legitimate objections to various provisions in the bill. I doubt that any lawmaker is a good enough actor to keep a straight face and tell us that this bill is anything close to ideal. Assuming that the final product will be something close to the Senate bill, the real question is this: Is it better for the country if this bill becomes law, or conversely, is it better not to pass any bill at all?

My own opinion is that, for all of its serious flaws, the Senate bill is preferable to the House bill, and it is better to pass the bill than to defeat it. I am against the public option and the expansion of Medicare, for reasons I have discussed in previous posts and which do not need repeating here. The issue is not my personal preferences, but rather political reality. Many of the more radical or progressive reformers complain that they are the ones having to make nearly all the concessions in the negotiations to get any kind of health care reform bill passed. That may be true, but they do not advance their cause by wishing that things were different. Former Vermont Governor Howard Dean has basically said that the Senate bill does not deserve the “reform” label, and that it is therefore better to defeat the bill. Those members of Congress who share Dr. Dean’s attitude have a choice to make. They can hold their noses, and support a disappointing health care reform bill, or they can refuse to support it, effectively killing off any kind of health care reform for the foreseeable future.

As President Obama and others have noted, various presidents in both parties, and spanning several decades, have attempted to reform the health care system in the U.S., and all previous efforts ended in failure. Major reforms are seldom accomplished in a single piece of legislation, but they have to start somewhere. This proposed reform is a beginning, and if it is passed, further reforms and improvements can follow later. The first bill is by far the most difficult in the process. On the other hand, if this bill is killed off, there is no doubt in my mind that there will not even be a serious attempt at health care reform for a very long time. Republicans are likely to make significant gains in the 2010 elections, and the resulting shift of power in Congress assures that health care reform will be dead for many years to come. The progressives who turn down the reform bill currently available will regret it later, because this is the best deal they are ever going to get. While the Senate bill may be disappointing to those who think that the public option (or single payer) is a great idea, it is still a major step forward in extending coverage to tens of millions of Americans presently unable to get health insurance. Then again, don’t take my word for it. The Washington Post’s Eugene Robinson, who favors much more progressive reforms than I do, makes an excellent case for supporting even the watered down version of health care reform:

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/12/21/AR2009122102488.html?wpisrc=nl_opinions

Merry Christmas Dirk, Big Boy, Brandon, Those in Immigration jails, county jails, and prisons: What kind of Christmas will you have? Awsome! Which means Put Your Hands Up It Is A Party In The USA!

Lillene Ebanks — Wed, 23 Dec 2009 09:50:00 EST

I prayed and asked God to put in my heart what to write! God told me to name my relatives and reach out to those in the same boat! I cringed thinking it is embarassing possibly to list names, Dirkie! But I know God is wiser than me and I work hard for my mansion in heaven! So I had to shake of all the method people use to break your happiness and steal your smile and hope that God is fighting on your behalf! So I said to myselfM Lillene Put your hands up! It is a Party in the USA! Right Miley Syrus! Awsome! Right away I had God's unspeakable joy! What do you mean it is a party in the USA? Every body can have a party in your mind! Out here the Senate will pass Health Care on Christmas Eve! This is hope as one victory leads to another and like a stack of dominoes we will see blessing of jobs, judicial justice, immigration reform, Constitutional right to vote with voting booths in jails and prisons which will bring justice and equality to the least of these God's children, and healthly disease free lives as we win this war against cancer, diabetes,aids and heart attacks! I said Merry Christmas to you and put your hands up sing "It is a Party in the USA!" Hust Believe with me and God said if two agree as touching anything on earth it will be done in heaven! We want a Constitutional right to vote so we are a group of people politicians want to have their vote which is the fastest way to lead to justice! Yes we want appointed attorneys to be on salary with a budget like the district attorney so the scales of justice are balanced and there will be trials with a standard of "Beyond a Reasonable doubt" prior to prison or jail time andd excessive bail will be based on individual income not an arbritary amount depending on the judge justified by some statement that it is the standard bail for that crimeB No we have Constitutional right to be free of excessive bailB The fact that this is abused for all the poor or those unemployed is a violation of our constitutional right to be free of excessive bailM Dirk while you sit in immigration jail when you came here legally and have an American wifeN children and grand children and brothers and sisters who are citizens who will be hurt if you are seperated from us but you could not get bail as they claimed you were a flight risk when you were trying to stay in the USA but your USnavy brother was given bail and his citizenship too is evidence on blatant injustice and arbritary application of the Patriot Act! This abuse of your Constitutional right to an excessive bail by denying bail all together when you have lived at the same address for thirty years with you brother who was given bail while he waited for his decision from Homeland SecurityB The only difference to me is the fact that he is white and you look Mexican and he make blond hair blue eye children and your look HispanicB But Dirk this is not justice and it will change as President Barack and Speaker Nancy Pelosi with the support of democrats have started a victory that we will preserve and protect so our Constitutinal rights are realized and we have a Constitutional right to vote for All including felons with access to voting boots mandatory even on death row! Yes We Can! I am not alone even though I do not hear any political promice I still believe that just like the gays are a group that gets political favor you too will be a voting factor to appease and to try to win over producing justice that is a right not now a reality for the indogent or minorities! What kind of day are we going to haveV Awsome! What kind of year will 2010 be? Awsome! I know your judgement was deportation while your brother with his Georgia peaches got his citizenship and since you were ine ICE holding center they chained up your feet and did not keep a hand to prevent you from getting hurt and you fell an mashed up your face but justice is on the way Dirk and all those with American Indian blood in ICE Homeland Security even when they came here legally but those who came illegally most have children who have the right to sponsonsor theeir parents to ensure their right to live liberty and the persuit of happiness! Children born in The USA have rights and a clss action suit is possible until two years after they reach twenty I think but I am not an attorney but I do know they right are a factor that should be considered next year when we get immigration reform after our Health Care historical victoryM Immigration reform is not as important as Healyh Care as it does not effect everyone! But it does have historical significance as Central Americans especially Mexicans are almost all American Indidians renamed Mexicans by settlers who wanted to identify them for exploitation of their native Ancestrial lands!

I’m Not “Buying” It!

Spin Detective (St. Thomas, VI) — Wed, 23 Dec 2009 07:59:56 EST

Where do Republican Senators get off accusing Democrat Senators of “buying votes” for Health Care Reform? Democrat Senators’ vote “buying” PROVIDED HEALTH CARE BENEFITS FOR THEIR STATE. Republican Senators’ vote “buying” PROVIDED CONTRIBUTION BENEFITS FOR THEIR 2010 CAMPAIGNS! If Republican Senators believe that I’m gullible enough to fall for their, TYPICALLY, hypocritical vote buying spin, I’m not “buying” it!

Right of the US Born Hispanic formally known as Native American Indians in their percuit of life liberty and the persuit of happiness! Felon's Need for Voting Rights by a Constitutional Amendment to achieve Justice!

Lillene Ebanks — Tue, 22 Dec 2009 16:15:00 EST

Well, our Constitution is the foundation of Justice and upon which all caselaw is measured for evidence of Justice! But when our prisoners lose their Constitutional right to vote but keep their right to a speedy trialn to have an attorney, right to avoid two trials on one crime, right to avoid excessive bail, right to confront their accusers and right to due process we know that by taking their right to vote away this done to keep the US White Supremacy in our Executive BranchN supreme Court, Legislature and to trickle down to federal and government as well as corporate jobs! Well, to have JUSTICe in the United States we must start by Amending our Constitution to give prisoners and ex felons Constitutional protection that will bring justice as their voice on the voting system will cause all politicians to try to get their vote and result in action to bring justice! Nothing short of an amendment will bring justice and this is our most important need as everything we do resolves around a functional ConstitutionM When it function for maintaining White. Supremacy then we are no better than other countries whre the rich employed majority abuse the poor who usually are of a different part as they cost money while the rich produces taxable income but America Change Is On The Way! I am reconsidering and reevaluating my understanding of how to get justice so I must be able to understand the acts of Texas second governor and the prisons she built and Janet Reno and the Clinton Justice Department! Remember Prison Alamo and the plight of the parents of our Hispanic children who are in deportation jails as all citizens have rights to life liberty and the persuit of happiness! !

Health Care Bill Passage Will Immortalize All the Congress People In History As Next To Our Constitutional Amendments This Is The Most Significant Legislation With Perpetual Benefits For Generations To Come!

Lillene Ebanks — Tue, 22 Dec 2009 14:49:43 EST

Thank you Speaker Pelosi, Senator Reid, Senator Dodd, Sen Mary Landreau President Obama, And all the Congress people whose names I will add tomorrow when you cast your final historical legacy vote in favor of Health Care Legislation. Thank you President Obama for e-mailing me giving a teacher who stayed up nights with Congress e_mailing people and blogging each speach in your debate a document of historical significance a legacy of the US move to an era where our 44th President laughed us into the internet legislation by the people and for the people via www.mybarackobama.com our first site for two way communication with the world, Congress, and the President if the words are significant enough to get read by the leaders! This is a step toward a disease free world, a disclosed cure for cancer, and cures for all diseases that we choose to medicate on a continual daily basis guaranteeing pharmacutical coffers a profit so big that they run our Congress through lobbyists but for our democratic Congress and President who negotiated a way for us to have a Health Care Bill that can fight disease by releasing research held secret for centuries! But we can refute my claim by arguing that Canada and Britain and Sweeden with their single payer Health Care System have not been able to get the research data of a cure for cancer. My counter argument is that the depend on drugs too and are victims too! But with an emphasis on organic foods and unclorinated natural mineral water, no tobacco, and reduced radiation from microvaves,exrays. electricity we can reduce the risk of diseases! We will not find a cure through a drug as it is not profitable so a move to single payer government controled drug research and production paid for by tax payers will result in cures as it will balance the budget and have more money for lowering taxes and making a true government by the people for the peopleB I pelieve America will win this war against diseases created for profit and thus help humanity world wide! YES WE CAN pass Health Care and later have a life style that prevents Cancer and other diseases too!Fight for humanity's right to Health and long life! The vote tomorrow is the first victory that will have a domino effect that makes all diseases fall and prosperity be realized by all the least of these Americans spreading to the far corners of Africa, India, the Middle East, Russian the islands, Central and Soth America, Australia, and Antartica! The is a move that is immesurable with our technoly today but will be felt by generations until the earth is part of heaven in eternityB

Immigration Reform vs the Economy Political Strategy for A Democratic Victory Analysis!

Lillene Ebanks — Tue, 22 Dec 2009 13:25:40 EST

With the Hispanic vote woth about. 15 percent dependent on immigration reform as their vote is an swing vote and has potential of increasing to twenty five percent if illegal immigrants are given their citenship and their voting rights prior to election, the African American vote worth about 15 percent stable as a democratic vote but only if the candidate motivates them to come out to vote otherwise it is not dependable especially for Congress people and governors, the gay vote will always be democratic I estimate at about 5 percent, and progressive white votes from independents out of college depending on if they have a job, a house, and health insurance.Young people in college, working or unemployed will vote in favor of the candidate with interactive internet access where they can blog. Amother group that is always over looked are felons who can not vote if this group was given a Constitutional right to vote we will have another eight percent vote and it will go to the democrats if the initiated the voting right in prisons and out of prisons! The conservative upper middle class are going to vote republican as a competative move to maintain their monolopy on executive positions in federal, government and corporate jobs as well as great paying jobs! The military is not a catagory of voters as they vote according to the above groups that the fit into but when we are in a war they probably will be loyal to their commander in Chief to keep their cognitive disodence in the field as it is hard to be in a war and vote against your Commander in Chief without feeling funny! So with this in mind I think the immigration reform is next! The republicans will harp on the economy but the job market for most of them will not change and their home will still be secure so they would not vote differently anyway so they are not a majority as the young people in college votes internet access, those with foreclosures probabely lost their job through an unequal EEOC experience and is now an independent whose vote is swayed by many factors! The women's vote is fifty percent of the vote and it is the season for equality for women as the African Americans have had their turn so historically the women gained their voting rights after the African Americans did and it may be the fifty percent woman vote that is anothe seperate unified group not previous unified but part of other groups that will change all prior political analysis to determine the out come of the future presidential elections!

Merry Christmas Tiger Woods Who Credits God with The Blessing of a Swing: You said when you were kicked off the golf couurse at four with the N word it motiveated you! Pains me!

Lillene Ebanks — Tue, 22 Dec 2009 00:46:19 EST

Thank God for your gift and your praise to God for His blessing to you of the SWING! Changing the world what a team President Obama and Tiger Woods strength and confidence from a mixed heritage! You know what you did and stuck with it Why did the President not invite me before I won rather than capatilize on my Grand Master Victory! I take shots for everything I do and I had just finished a press conference after winning the Grand Masters when I got an invitation from the President that it was so important that Tiger come today but Tiger said if it was so important the President would have invited him before he won(the interview was with Larry King in 1998)! I admire your onesty and strenth to stand up for your beliefs and not be influenced by a call from a President who wanted to captalize on your fame but pretending you were important to him! Awsome Tiger so Awsome! Tiger said you must influence people in general! Awsome idea to let kids get to play for very little money! I love you Tiger now that I heard you God gave you the swing to influence people so your influence is the bigger gift and your swing made the way for you to influence people! I am crying At your genuine self relevation so we can have the strength you grew up with! God work His will through this world creating love in His garden here on earth! Happy Swinging that Godly Influence Changing hearts worldwide!

Local homelessness up 71 percent as providers observe homeless persons memorial day

Pat from Pittsburgh, PA — Sun, 20 Dec 2009 21:57:36 EST

As the US economy disintegrated this year, millions of Americans faced unemployment, mortgage foreclosures, needing social services, or homelessness for the first time in their lives. The Allegheny County Department of Human Services identified 1,308 homeless people, including 164 families with children, in January 2008. That number grew to 2,242 in January of this year. That’s an increase of more than 71 percent.

Today marks the 20th annual observance of Homeless Persons Memorial Day. Begun in 1990, it is sponsored by the National Coalition for the Homeless, National Health Care for the Homeless Council, and the National Consumer Advisory Board. They chose December 21 because it’s the first day of winter and the longest night of the year. They want to bring public attention to the tragedy of homelessness and to remember those who suffered and died because our nation has failed to end it. Service and advocacy groups in more than 120 US cities held events to honor the homeless in 2008.

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Sen Ben Nelson D Nebraska making the 60 votes needed for Health Care- he negotated that states have the option to fund abortion. Sen Mitch McCornell R Minority Leader called our Health Care Bill the "Biggest Legislative Train Wreck in History" DV 40

Lillene Ebanks — Sat, 19 Dec 2009 17:33:36 EST

The Republicans do not have enough support to fillabuster Health care so all they can resort to are delaying tacticts One of these delays included Sen Mitch McConnell's demand that all of the bill be read aloud even though thay had the chance to read it privately and to dabate it they should all have read it thoroughly! Chief Snow and Ice is pleased to see the blizzard on the Capitol buildingas as the Democrats work hard at night on weekends and republicans make snide remarks! God is giving us a warning that God protects His people's lives and moves heaven and earth to assist Good Samaritians working long into the night on pre Christmas weekend to give the gift of life to the 30 uninsured, those dying untreated with preexisting conditions, The Congress people are working on the weekend before Christmas to try to get Health Care in 2009 while the R scrouges taunt that they a sneeking aroung on snowy weekend when people are. Preoccupied with Christmas! Giving it 140 percent the progressives trugged throug the deadliest blizzard Washington DC has seen in history to get a historical gift to the American legacyB Dedication aided by God to let the world know that God controls the weather and the heart of leaders too! Your life is in His Hand! God bless America! When God wanted to talk he choose a Donkey and when he choose a favorate brance to wave it was the coconut brance as he rode a donkey not an elephant likewise God support Good Samaritians working through the blizzard to bring us health Care for Christmas!

You Can’t Have It Both Ways!!!

Spin Detective (St. Thomas, VI) — Fri, 18 Dec 2009 23:27:38 EST

You can’t criticize the President for the current status of Health Care Reform if you let anti-health reform conservative extremists take over Health Care Forums with NO EQUAL BUT CIVIL pro-health reform representation at the Forums; if you stood on the sidelines as anti-health reform conservative extremists held Tea Party demonstrations with NO EQUAL BUT CIVIL pro-health reform demonstrations, and/or if you didn’t call, email, or write your Congressional representative demanding health reform while anti-health reform conservative extremists were making sure that their sentiments were made clear to Congressional representatives in Washington as well as at “home”. If you don’t like what’s happening to health reform, DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT because you can’t expect a President to ‘walk on water’ if you don’t provide him with a life boat!

Contact Republican and ‘Blue Dog’ Democrat Senators at 1-866-783-2462, www.senate.gov/general/contactinformation/senators cfm.cfm , www.congress.org. It’s not too late to have it both ways!

Redirect Infrastructure Dollars to Shore Up Aging Water Pipes, Dams and Levees

mitch90210 — Fri, 18 Dec 2009 17:10:24 EST

Mr. President this is an opportune time to do something really constructive that every day Americans can appreciate. Every year we hear of one catastrophe or another caused by our aging infrastructure. I live in Maryland where it seems a major water pipe bursts daily and homes and streets are flooded and even lives are endangered. This is much more critical than potholes. Please redirect the money already alloted for potholes to this much needed repair.

Countdown to JANUARY 15, 2010

korkie — Fri, 18 Dec 2009 11:14:21 EST

Please read and pass this on to as many people as you can. I also suggest you join "Countdown to JANUARY 15, 2010." This is the FaceBook group
responsible for this great event.
Korkie

On January 15th, 2010, Americans will gather, peacably, on the DC Mall to show our continued support for the progressive agenda our POTUS campaigned on. We voted for President Obama b/c we hoped for more from our government: more compassion, more diplomacy, more honesty, more protection, and more equality.

On January 15th, 2010, we will stand in opposition to the voices of fear, ignorance, and hate that have, thus far, garnered virtually all the attention of the main stream media and skewed the debate over issues that are far too important to ALL Americans. We've written and phoned our Representatives in the House and Senate. We've remained a diligent, anonymous, but silent majority. Now, is the time for America to see our faces and hear our voices.

January 15, 2010 - Supporting the Change We Still Believe In

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FsyU0Rzw2LI

Apology to DeGeneris and all gays: Holy Spirit told me to be a covering because my sins are covered by the blood of Jesus! Saints Shaking the Super Dome Saturday! Who Dat? Saints Cowboys! I will Cowgirl up! Ellen DeGeneris that "dance" to attrack Ande

Lillene Ebanks — Fri, 18 Dec 2009 02:25:37 EST

The Saints and the Cowboys will have an adreline rushing game Saturday in the Superdome! I sure wish I could be on Bourbon Street after the game for the celebration 14 down for the Colts! The Manning Legacy but the Saint have every team member they need to rock any arena on Superbowl day! The Saints will leave a legacy that will not be washed out with any storm! Shake the Super Dome Saints! Ellen, I quess you were not cut out for farming! By the way I quess Sarah Palin may not find too many paparatzi on Hawqii but what do I know I am just a Texas Cowgirl? I am sorry Eellen DeGeneris as trying to be funny at the expense of others. This is not a Godly goal and I want to have Godly goals. Please forgive me as I was out ou line with my joke at your expense especially when you were being nice. I feel like I am supposed to be a covering but I can not find the scripture to back it up.I felt the Holy Spirit tell me this watching Oral Roberts' funeral! I owe President Obama an apology to for saying his priority in the first year should have been immigration reform before the safety of gays! But the safety of American citizens born in the United States serving in our military comes before American Indians born in Central America trying to continue living on their Ancient Ancestrial Burial Grounds!This was an easier fight to win and we always do the easy questions on a test first to have more points on a timed test! Struggling on a difficult question could cause us to fail a test if we did not first finish all the easy questions that we knew if all the questions have the same point value! In the case of Health Care the value is so high it is worth X years democratic victory to 40 years progressive's victory! Immigration reform is the percentage points needed for that victory so hold out on Representatives in Congress and get immigrants a choice to buy insurance as that is cheaper than emergency care at taxpayers expence for their citizen children or for the illegal immigrant in a life or death emergency! All our rightousness are as filty rags but through the blood of Jesus we have the rightousness of Christ and can sit on the right hand of God sinless as God can not be in the presence of sin! Have a happy Christmas and mayI get my Awsome happy smile back because I am walking in my destiny! Life is not easy and choices right or wrong can be redone is my philosophy as a teacher I let everyone redo tests if they want a 100 as success is the best motivator! I certaintly do not want to be caught judging you or anyone else as I do not want to be judged by God so let's just spread love and be united in our belief in the saving grace of God. Who is not a respector of people.Jesus is our covering because by His blood we are washed clean and can sit at the right hand of God! I will remind myself that the Holy Spirit said Jesus is my covering for my sins and likewise I must not expose the sins of others but be a covering so we can be together at the right hand of God covered in the blood of Jesus!

Mr. Dean,

Spin Detective (St. Thomas, VI) — Fri, 18 Dec 2009 00:11:22 EST

If the CURRENT state of the Health Reform Bill ONLY benefits health insurers, why are the health insurance industry and the Republican Senatorial insurance industry ‘band wagon’ blocking it?

Court overruled labor strikers in favor of British Airways helping 1,000,000 Christmas travelers' reliance interest as paying customers making jobs possible for the employees! Reliance interest overrides labor if there are no contingency fees in Britain!

Lillene Ebanks — Thu, 17 Dec 2009 13:52:57 EST

I agree with the ruling as it stand on the reliance interest of the customers who pay tickets relying on business to perform without gross neglence due to labor strike! Without passangers you would not have a job strikers and your right is not higher than the customers' reliance interest and their finincial loses that would give rise to lawsuits in the US but England has no contingency fees so it would not have been a legal battle to get back travel related loses so the British Court had to protect the paying customers' reliance interest! That is my opinion on the judge's ruling in favor of British Airways and their customers!

Massachusetts Resident Lobbies White House for Foreclosure Help

G from Delray Beach, FL — Thu, 17 Dec 2009 11:18:35 EST

A city resident facing foreclosure met with a top White House official Tuesday to push for action to help unemployed homeowners at risk of losing their homes.

Resident Nylton Andrade attended a meeting with Lawrence Summers, the head of the White House National Economic Council and former Harvard University president, according to a press release from the Brockton Interfaith Community, a coalition of local religious groups.

911 Colunbus, Texas on the Colorado River bridge on Interstate 10 one armadillo made a one and many doves made an eight then a one!

Lillene Ebanks — Thu, 17 Dec 2009 06:37:11 EST

I went to put orange flowers on the Water as a token of the suffering of the illegal immigrants who are on their ancestral land and were there long before the illegal immigrants came and slaughtered them to made this country what it is today! The following message was given to me from god before I placed the flowers in the water on 911."On 9 11 09 an armadillo made a 1 then many doves made an 8 and a 1 on the Colorado River in Columbus Texas and it was after twelve I have to look back on my calander to see what time!It was between 2:15 PM and 2:28 PM on the right side of the bridge if you are going to Houston from Seguin.I know it means something but it was not a dream as I was there in person and I saw it unfold before my amazement." What does the one made by the armadillo mean and what does the 8 and the 1 made by the doves mean to us American Indians in immigration jails to be deported seperated from our American born children on our ancestral lands treated like terriorists on the land that was once our fathers hunting gound where the blood of our ancesters cry out for justice! God sent the doves a sign of the Holy Spirit and peaceto make an 8 and a 1 after an armidillo made a 1? It is not clear to me so is it clear to you? I am trying to understand but there are five political interpretations and I ko not have a gift of intrepretation now I do not think so I am praying for understanding! But I will wait on the Lord! His plans ar good and for prosperity as we love Him and we praise Him so His Blessings will chase us down and over take us! I want the Blessings of God to over take me yes chase me down and force it on me blessing that I can not contain and I must give it away! Awsome smiles like gifts of love freely given in the darkest corner of hopelessness over taking them too!

This Bud's for You Senator McCain you "Put a Girl In It"-Brooks and Dunn!

Lillene Ebanks — Wed, 16 Dec 2009 23:50:13 EST

I am still dreaming of a Woman as Commander in Chief! For all those first Lady Hillary Clinton supporters crushed you lifted our spirits by putting a woman in it! Eased the pain and gave us hope again! Women are the biggest minority group and historically we got the right to vote after African American got the right to vote so that is the order of Civil Rights Movement for Women! Who could be in the running for Commander in Chief: Second Hillary Clinton, Sarah Palin, Oprah Winfrey, Speaker Nancy Pelosi, First Lady Michelle Obama, Condelisa Rice, Senator Kay Bailey Hutchings, and Senator Mary Landriou from Louisiana. Who knows as I never heard of President Obama until he was a candidate but he was being prepared from before his conception! What is in the works to be revealed or are the contestants already in the race to the finish? Put a girl in it! You have style Senator McCain! Thanks for the adreline rush!

What Are HC Polls REALLY Telling Us?

Spin Detective (St. Thomas, VI) — Wed, 16 Dec 2009 22:56:38 EST

News headlines are swarming with poll results on the public’s “dwindling” support for Health Care Reform, but what are the poll results really telling us? Is the public’s support for Health Care Reform dwindling because the public believes we DON’T NEED Reform within our present health care system, or is the public’s support dwindling because the Reform debate looks like it’s heading towards more of the same thanks to Lieberman, Republican “Break Obama” Lawmakers, Forums, Tea Parties, Conservatives, and the health insurance industry? Is the public’s dissatisfaction with the President’s “handling” of health care reform dwindling because he didn’t follow the Bush/Cheney/ Republican dominated Congress play book by designing his own Reform legislation and ramming it down the throats of Lawmakers whether they agreed or not, or is it dwindling because he kept his Campaign promise of “CONSENSUS BUILDING” which has proven to be a gigantic fly in the ointment thanks to Lieberman, Republican “Break Obama” Lawmakers, Conservatives, Forums, Tea Parties and the health insurance industry? When you break it down into nuts and bolts, what are HC polls REALLY telling us?

Things Are Heating Up In Copenhagen Global Warming Summit As the Leaders Plan How to Create A Greener World Amist the Protest From Speakers for Oil Rich Super Leaders!

Lillene Ebanks — Wed, 16 Dec 2009 21:37:40 EST

Secretary of State Hillary Clinton is in Copenhagen negotiating a deal with China. Seems like the Us tax payers will have the money to help developing nations curb carbon emittions annualy to the tone of $100 billion! Isn't that more than we spend on th war annualy? But funding health care is an issue but not this! I am confused now! Prime Minister of Britain Gordon Brown is representing Britain. CNN reported that Prince Charles jets over in his private jet, President Obama will use Air Force One to get there with his Cadalac on Friday 12-18-09, Al Gore jetted over in his jet, plans are in place for Speaker Pelosi and her Congressional team of bipartician Congress people to jet over with her. Protersters are restrained in the streets and oil Spokes person Sarah Palin is crying, "President Obama should boy cot the Copenhagen Global Warming Summit" We know what her agenda will be should she run for the Predicency! The same as President LBJ to create a profit for his wife's company, Brown and Root who had the contract with Lykes Brothers Shipping to profit from the Vietnam War! The there was the Gulf War, then securing Kuwait as a sea port for American Oil out of the Middle East! American lives returned with only a folded flag to console families for their service to keep our vehicles on the road, to keep us in elecrticity, and in oil related jobs to stimulate the economy keeping us in the lap of luxury compared to other nations! The transition will mean less lives sacraficed to fight oil related wars! But there will still be rich green people like Al Gore! The only difference we will not have to die to get green! Transition is difficult but it is more humane for the Middle East who are fighting back and for all our military who have to die to maintain the luxuries we have created all our industries and business around! So it will be difficult to transition to solar electricity , cars that run on some fuel source other than gas and thus reducing carbon emissions which is according to research creating global warmingM According to Alaskan residents like Sarah Palin the polar bear population is not endangered due to melting ice caps! She said it is not true! To me I do not know about global warming but I do know pain and grief of the death of a child so we need wind and solar means of maintaining our luxuries and the sooner we begin the quicker it will evolve! Save our troops! Stand up for Green as it does not cost lives and leads to peace in the Middle East which should be a global goal Palin! I voted for you but you promised to stand up against Washington lobbist but your comment about the death panel is standing up for insurance companies! Also, we want less death and peace globally so a move to a greener America is a move toward saving lives of americans and that is the better option than fighting for oilB I know all your caree was buil$t around getting oil royalties for Alaskans and I admire you for your great achievements for Alaskans and indirectly to help me and all Americans get more fuel to get to work and have electricityB Thank you Palin but it is time to transition to a safe, cheaper, less hostile method of fueling vehicles and heating or cooling homes and buildings! We must try and we must support those who are trying to get a more peaceful luxury system in America and the world! Change is green! Support global peace as terriorist are only those rich Arabic oil who are resisting our attempts to get oil by force! England chose to release the terriorist back to libia to get a contract to precure oil without shedding English blood to get oil and thus keeping the taxes lower too! Scottish "temper justice with compassion" translates to mean compassion for British military lives and compassion for British tax payers tooB That is justice tempered by compassion when the people come before the lined coffers of the oil rich executives! God lead us toward a more peaceful prosperity captilizing on wind and sun light given freely by God!

Hold them responsible

Myron — Wed, 16 Dec 2009 18:45:46 EST

Hello my friends,

As you know, the Senate version of the public option was a weak version but at least there was an option. Thanks to the effort of one Senator, Joe Lieberman, that option has now also been killed in the senate. There are a few democrats that opposed the option from the beginning but they never blind sided the people the way Joe did.

The public option is wanted by the American people by over 60% but over the past few decades, our government has been slowly taken over by big business and the voice of the people, our government, has been shrinking. It's time to take our government back and to make our Senators and Congressman represent us and not themselves or their own interest.

Let's start with Health Care. We need to hold those who WE elect to represent us answer to us. We can only do that in numbers. I ask all of you to sign this petition and pass this e-mail to others so they may sign.

"For the people"

http://livepetitions.us/index.php/publicoptionnow : The actual site address.

Let's show Joe and the other politicians that they will and must represent the people over all else!

I also encourage you to look and see how much money each of your candidates are taking and how they are voting.

OpenSecrets.com

Remember, together we stand, divided we fall.

Thank you,

Myron Fendall

Casusty of War Includes Mental Disabilities Created By Service To Our Count And All The Military Awards Tflag and condolence letter from the Commander in Chief) is the Least We Can Do As A Nation In Return for a Direct war Related Death!

Lillene Ebanks — Wed, 16 Dec 2009 17:09:37 EST

When someone puts on the military uniform and puts their life at stake for us we should stick by them forever through life and death and we should give them all the honors if the commit suicide while in service or after the get out of service as the service they rendered is directly responsible for creating a disfunctional mind or a Serious Emotional Disturbance Disability cover by the American With Disabilities Act and therfore is an death caused by service to the United States MilitaryM Their spot should be reserved in Arlington because when you take someone's mind and will to live you have created a torture than required a purple heart as if they died from torture as a POWab Torture is torture and when a military man gives their life for their country the counrty should be embarassed to even think that they do not deserve al benefits as if they were shot on the battle field or died as a POW from mental or physical torment! There is nothing to discuss! War casulties come in many forms and death are not instanstant but some come years after the war is over but is a direct result of the war! Support Our Troops to the end no matter what when, where, or what instrument caused the death the War is the Causal Factor of the death of the service person and we owe them all the military awards, recognitionN compensationN and benefits to their families who suffered the loss of income as a direct result of their loved one enlisting into the United States Military! Do not even doubt that they are in heaven as the war caused the disability the same as it a bullet made them die of a coma! God is no respector of person and a war casaulty is a war casaulty! His or her place by the right hand of God is secure as they gave their all to the best of their capabilities given the abilities God gave them to with stand the War they endured! ! Change the laws to eliminate all distinction as to the cause of death as suicide is a mMental Disability that has a direct causal link to the War and their injury rendered them unable to sustain life on earth given their disability caused by the war!

In (limited) defense of Senator Lieberman

The Bard of Wilmette — Wed, 16 Dec 2009 17:07:56 EST

Senator Joe Lieberman of Connecticut has been an irritant to most left-of-center Americans for several years. I would not exactly call myself a big fan of the guy, except probably in comparison to most OFA bloggers. Unlike most Democrats in Congress, Sen. Lieberman has been a long time supporter of free trade. In my view, Lieberman is right and most other Democrats are wrong, regarding this particular issue. My general preference is to have political leaders who have socially liberal instincts but who are also supporters of free trade and reasonably friendly to small businesses. Bill Clinton combines these characteristics. To a greater degree than most members of Congress, so does Joe Lieberman. On the other hand, I strongly disagreed with his support for the disastrous invasion of Iraq, so my overall opinion of him is mixed.

I have never called myself a Democrat, but rather an independent who usually favors the Democrats in national elections, and I have been an enthusiastic supporter of Barack Obama. Although I have a generally negative opinion of the top Democratic leaders in Congress (especially Harry Reid and Nancy Pelosi), I do want President Obama to succeed as a president, and for that to happen, the Democrats have to be able to stay in control of both houses of Congress after the 2010 elections. On that basis, therefore, I am advocating for the Democrats. The Democrats need to be a “big tent” party if they are going to be successful, and this means that they should not insist on ideological purity within their ranks. If some Democrats in Congress tend to side with the Republicans on selected issues, I do not have a problem with that. In Lieberman’s case, he sides with the Republicans on most defense and national security matters, but with the Democrats on most other issues. Some other Democrats, especially those from conservative states or districts, are “pro life” or “pro gun” regarding those particular issues.

At the national level, the Democrats should understand that it is better, for their general political interests, to have a state or district represented by a Democrat who caucuses with their party, and who votes with their party half the time than to have it represented by a Republican who opposes them nearly all the time. One might argue that it is one thing to have a relatively conservative Democrat in a “red” state such as Virginia or Montana, but that it should not be acceptable in a “blue” state such as Connecticut. In my opinion, the big tent principle applies across the board.

When Lieberman lost a well-funded challenge from Ned Lamont in the Democratic primary for the Senate in 2006, he won the election as an independent, mainly with the help of Republican voters who correctly determined that their own party’s candidate had no chance of winning. As a consequence, Lieberman had little reason to remain loyal to his old political party. Following his reelection, he secured a deal with the party leadership that would keep him caucusing with the Democrats. This was critical to the balance of power in the Senate, which otherwise would have stayed under Republican control. He may not have been a reliable vote on various issues, but most critical under the circumstances was his continuing to caucus with the Democrats, giving that party the committee chairmanships.

Like most Obama supporters, I was appalled by Lieberman’s decision to conspicuously support Republican John McCain for president last year. I would have tolerated it if Lieberman’s support was very low key. Suppose, for example, that Lieberman made no public appearances related to the presidential campaign, and issued a statement such as: “Senator Obama is a good and intelligent man who might make a good president some day. However, at this time I believe that Senator McCain has superior experience, and is better qualified to be president right now. For that reason, I will vote for John McCain in November.” While I would have sharply disagreed with the premise that McCain’s longer experience implied that he would make a better president, it would have been an understandable public position for Lieberman to take. Instead, as we know, Lieberman energetically campaigned for McCain, and joined others in disparaging Obama. I did not like that, but again, it is not as if Lieberman still owed any allegiance to the Democratic Party. When Obama won anyway, and was gracious enough to welcome Lieberman back as a semi-official ally, I figured that the rest of the Democrats ought to do the same.

The most ambitious challenge of the early Obama presidency is the attempt to enact a major reform of health care in the U.S. Sen. Lieberman has serious misgivings about some of the provisions in the proposed legislation, and so do I. A lot of Republican opposition is heavily motivated by a desire to weaken the presidency of Barack Obama. They (meaning most, but not all, congressional Republicans) will oppose anything that appears to help Obama politically, regardless of its merits. I do not believe that this is true of Lieberman or the other relatively conservative Democrats who have been working to water down the bill. They want to get a bill passed, but are rightly concerned about removing the elements of the bill they regard as unacceptable.

My hope is that a health care reform bill will be passed very soon. We already know that whatever passes will not be anybody’s idea of perfect legislation, but it can be a significant improvement over the House bill and what was initially proposed in the Senate. If we do get a final bill that is pretty good, it is quite possible that part of the credit should go to the contributions of Joe Lieberman and a few other centrist senators from both parties.

United States Broadband Status 2009

Jon Radoff — Tue, 15 Dec 2009 18:57:06 EST

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Queen Elizabeth II tells Pres Bush not to divorce over an alleged affair with Sec Rice, and Pres Bush retorted to stop medling; so the insulted Queen replaced PM Tony Blair with PM Brown to pull troops out of Iraq!

Lillene Ebanks — Tue, 15 Dec 2009 16:58:06 EST

Dutchess Daisy Blarney From Hell Where the Banana Orchids Bloom! Once upon a time in London and in The Garden of the Cherry Blossoms in DC former Prime Minister of Britain Tony Blair said he would have taken the British troops into Iraq even if he had known that there were no weapons of mass destruction . The British want to know if he had asked the Parliment to vote on entering the war would he have gotten the support of the Parliment? However, he was a strong supporter of Pres H Bush to his own political demise but he still holds that he would have followed Pres Bus into Iraq even with the knowledge that there were no MWD the key factor that convinced Congress People to enter the War in Iraq! Remember Senator Barack Obama voted against going to war! According to a TIME and to CNN Pres Obama who is a distant cousin of billionaire Warren Buffet, Former British Prime Minister Winston Churchhill, Brad Pit and Vice President Dick Chaney, and Pres Bush is related to Queen Elizabeth II and to Pres Obama! My Aunt Ludie Farrington, spose of WW II British Prisoner of War in Germant for eleven years, Uncle Eddie Farrington, danced with Prince Charles when he was single and visted Cayman and she kissed his cheek after wards! Well, Uncle Eddie the Prisonr of War, his mom was Daisy and he cried singing "Daisy Daisy give me your answer true I am half crazy all for the love of you. I can't afford a marriage but you look sweet upon the seat of a bicycle made for two." Daisy was a mixed Scotch Irish and black maid to a father of a prominant Cayman politician Willie Farrington and she got pregnant! Willie Farrington went to see the Queen and I think he was knighted for his leadership of Cayman Well, for Christmas I have a Dutchess Made in England tea cup with a Daisy as it symbolisez racism today. When a fat black guy with an ex white wife with mixed children who was a Harvard graduate who played football and lived in Paris like me tried to create a relationship with me in Louisiana when I went to a friends house to publish an inaugural dance for President Obama at Jean Lafette's Workshop in the French Quarter New Orleans. He said he needed a ride hope but just would not tell me where he lived so he asked to stop to eat a pizza and without letting me hear he went to the bartender and ordered a pizza with shrimp! I took off the shrimp but I am deadly alergic to shrimp and I could not breath and my face was swollen! I went to his apartment to get water to take the actifed to make the swelling go down and I saw the French paintings in the hall a political plan for an inter racial marriage. I listened to a movie on the God father like the message the same day that Rev Jessee Duplantis preached on the God Father! My antigue furniture from my cabin in Arkansas was in his apartment and he played the song my daughter danced to the day she was killed in an auto accident! Coincidence? This is Louisiana! Well, I fell asleep from the actifed and when I woke up he was trying to kiss me I screamed, "All my flowers are gone! Where is Barney?" I did not want to be part of any great jobs politically using that method! So I ran out and drove home! The next day the "Chicken Fried" sexy police laughed at me as he knew what happened as it was probably taped so I felt sick and left on a family leave of absence as I could not deal with that and the fact that my Navy brother and my retarded brother were here legally for 40 years had to fight deportation under the Patriot Act that President Bush made after 9-1w. I was copying a picture that President Bush and First Lady Laura Bush autographed to my brother Deal R. Ebanks with a personal letter, "Thanks you Deal R. Ebanks for your committmentment and dedication as a Charter Member of the campaign in Texas. Grassroots leaders like you are the key to building a winning team. Best Wishes Laura bush George Bush" I was also copying photos of President Obama and First Lady Michelle Obama "At Last" inaugural dance in her white gown and the inaugural WithPresident Obama and the First Familynext to the white only US Navy band when a little red haired girl who told me that her name was "Daisy" smiled and gave me a card in Kinkos that had a fat black cat that said, "Whenever anyone gives you flowers again I will eat them." I sang "Daisy" to her in memory of my deceased POW War II uncle as her name was Daisy and the little Irish red haird girl was hanging around my computer as her dad used her to create a connection to the "All my roses are gone" Louisiana incident! Well, I thought President Bush's reputation was destroyed to help President Obama win and while he was being destroyed he was helping little Katrina public school children learn to read and to write a tribute to him and his memoirs from the White House using his staff,the National Barks, Christmas in the White House, 9-11 terriorist attack on Anerica, the troops in Iraq, the world leaders who visited the White House, the baseball games that President Bush loved, President Bushes favorite pecan pie recipe, the time that President Bush was reading to school children when he was told that the Twin Towers were hit but he remained calm and finished the short story so the nation could remain calm, the long horn cows on his ranch in Crawford, Texas, and his dogs Barneyand Miss Beasley who had a picture in the Oval Office sitting on a chair like he was talking to President Bush which was the children's favorite picture! President Bush believed in doing every thing to make sure that "No Child Left Behind" was a reality in their education. The Katrina kids were writing a tribute book. The First Lady Laura Bush loves books as she was a librarian! I was unable to let Texas go down without fighting back so I took President Bush and First Lady Laura Bush's picture all the way back to Washington D C to let them know how Texans felt about President Bush and his legacy and the Yellow Rose of Texas! I advocated for the illegal immigrants with Senator McCain's office but I have to set up an appointment if I get money to travel again! Well, I got pretty photos with Louisiana Charter School children in the Library of Congress.I went to research in the United States Library of Congress to verify who created the Patriot Act as a black and Sweedish African born guy called me from Dallas where he said he had a professorship to convince me that President Clinton made the Patriot Act in the 80's. He lied as I confirmed it myself through researching it at the Library of Congress. He too was tried to create a relationship with me on the phone during those final days of prior to the 2009 election! President H. Bush made the Patriot Act that will deport United States Navy patriots! While I was in the Library of Congress I was also taken to a private place somewhere in the tunnels of DC to read and get to use a computer N Thanks for hospatality but the French guy was pushy, but to get me to go through tunnels I quess it was necessary! Thanks for the memory! Hope I turn out to be worth it on behalf of the Civil Rights Movement that does not need more marches but a "Passe de blanche" way of bridging the gap! Well. that's me the American ride- Toby Keith! Well, a book is a book an this one is free but permenant and an undercover detail of the way it was in 2009! Which country is in charge or is it a long standing joint effort of England who maintained indirect control even after losing the war and the Jamestown settlement! Who are Pres Clinton and Pres Kennedy related to? Where did Chelsea get her pretty curley hair? I think she got it from First Lady of Arkansas and the US and Secretary of Statr Hillary Clinton who had curly hair in her early photoes! Pres Bush went with Secretary of State Condelisa Rice to London and made First Lady Laura Bush upset and threatened to divorce the president while in office. The Queen came to the US to urge Pres Bush to stay married but Pres Bush told her to go back and run her country and he will run his. Insulted the queen asked PM Blair, who was a strong supporter of Pres Bush, to pull the British Troops out of Iraq. PM Blair remained loyal to Pres Bush and refused to pull out all o the troops! The Queen replaced him with a new PM Gordon Brown who pulled out the British troops out of Iraq! Publicity is publicity according to People Hollowood style! I even saw where Prince Williams paid Camela Bowles several hundred million to disappear from all pictures of the next royal wedding as it would ruin the royal family photos as the British subjects do not want to display any royal photoes with her ugly face in it! Mom, a proud British Subject whose sister and sister in law won awards in Brisish aristrocracy for good public service and her sister Aunt Let sat next to the Queen on her visit to Cayman. Mom said that was the best first financial decision a future king of Great Britain could make as we all keep the royal family pictures up with our family photoes as a token of sincere love for them so strong that it is impossible to erase the pride we feel as British by birth or by death which ever comes first. Once a Brit always a Brit as they never give up on your British passport even if you naturalize into another country or fight in their military or swear to fight against England! The blood line of the British over rides politics! Remember I am proud to have presented flowers to the Queen's Mother and gave a speech to her on behalf of the West Bay Public Schools on her visit to Grand Cayman, a British Crown Colony. Also, I gave yellow shamrocks to the Duke of Eddingburg on his visit to Hell Hole in West Bay as I held his hand acting as a little tour guide to the famous Hell that we still own! The Duke of Eddingburg is the spouse of Queen Elizabeth II and grand father of William and Harry who are the two children of Princess Diana and Prince Charles, I think by getting a divorce and remarring a divorsee Camella, Prince Charles relinquished his throne and now Prince William will become King when Queen Elizabeth II abdocates or goes to sit at th right hand of God in His Throne with the rest of us who accept the blood of Jesus as our rightousness to cover our sins allowing us to be spotless sin free in the presemce of God! It is a good deal Moslums, Islams, and Jews! Take it as it is easy!I do not know Camela's last name as the wife of Prince Charles as I do not know the last name of the royal family. Long Live the Queen and God Bless America land that we love, stand beside her and guide her through this perilious fight! So Dutchess Daisy AKA General E Leea, Chief Snow and Ice, Tea Cup Princess lived happily on a waterfront Lake home with her military spouse who never beat her and spread awsome smiles to those less fortunate school to prison pipe line victims and foster home disfunctional adults! The squirrels came by as she drink her tea while getting a foot massage and listening to country music as she watched the sunset over the water in a comfy recliner wearing fleecy pajamas and lying on goose down pillows! The end! She never stopped writing her live historical journals or giving a voice to the least of these, the hurting, the poor, the high achievers, the famous, the politicians and the world leaders with her little Schitsu dog, her truck which was some times a health care mobile but always a teaching tool as she lost her back board and her promethium remote which is another Blarney set in Jean Lafette's Black Smith's shop on an 2009 inaugural day on January 19, 2009 near the Mississippi River and the Creole Queen River boats, the tug boates, the foreign flag ships, the cruise ships and the ferry! What a Orchid, CoConut, Zulu, Navy, French, Scotch Irish, Bagpipe, Blues, Pirates,Jazz, razorback Law School, Presidential, Ozark White Water Connection! What about the first woman president? That book has begun already and has been published live via an ingenious tool created by the 44(h President's superior campaign team!

Who Cares?

Spin Detective (St. Thomas, VI) — Tue, 15 Dec 2009 16:41:11 EST

Who cares if Republican Senators and Lieberman won’t support the public option? You could give them everything they want in a Health Reform bill and they still wouldn’t vote for “quality, affordable health care for all” UNLESS their vote was accompanied by a hefty campaign contribution from the health insurance industry. Republican Lawmakers didn’t care about bi-partisanship when they were in DEFICIT SPENDING power for the previous eight years and they sure don’t care about bi-partisanship now. All they want to do is take the money and run. When Republican Senatorial candidates and Lieberman are flaunting their fancy ads, posters, flyers, rallies and disingenuous, hypocritical rhetoric in 2010, remember that their campaign monies came from the “PEOPLE’S” UNINSURED blood, sweat and tears and vote them ALL out!

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Dr Oral Robert went up to heaven pass the stars in the arms of an angel sing it for me please Alan Jackson_ Sissy's Song! We love you Roberts!

Lillene Ebanks — Tue, 15 Dec 2009 15:39:59 EST

Sing it Alan Jackson as it hurts!

Joe Liberman, you did not have the character to win the presidency but you are pirate enough to retaliate with insurance money to put a wrench in healthcare and your opponant legacy who stands up for the people! Pirate! Steal from the poor and give to th

Lillene Ebanks — Tue, 15 Dec 2009 15:32:56 EST

Sen McCain standing up for Sen Joe Liberman and his beliefs that the Public Option must be out as Joe took more money from the lobbyist for the insurance and drug companies than the other Congress peopleB Let us die and keep the. Cash that the slogan! Take the money and put it in your hospital bed pillow just before you enter the Pearly gates Liberman! It is woth it to you!

'Soul Food' Lesson

Ailene — Tue, 15 Dec 2009 07:57:34 EST

As the country moves gingerly towards economic recovery, we should ask ourselves 'What lessons have we learned?' For many of us (individuals and businesses) it may have been the first time we had to adjust to utilizing meager resources to create something that is satisfying. In my opinion, the best thing we could do is learn the 'Soul Food' Lesson.

"Soul Food" This term originated from the cuisine developed by the African slaves mainly from the American South. A dark and despicable period in the history of the United States resulted in a cuisine fashioned from the meager ingredients available to the slave and sharecropper black families. The meat used was the least desireable cuts and the vegetables, some bordering on weeds, were all that was available for the black slaves to prepare nutritious meals for their families. From these meager ingredients evolved a cuisine that is simple yet hearty and delicious." http://www.thegutsygourmet.net/soul.html

Politics is Very Candid and Trabsparent in the Privacy of a Public Restroom door! No Retaliation is Possible a a Result of Freedom of Political Opposition in Texas! Jail? the LEAP frog? Jazz? musician? Katrina Public School Victims? No

Lillene Ebanks — Tue, 15 Dec 2009 05:35:14 EST

The issues debated are the war, 9-11 and net profits resulting from the war going to the executive branch, immigration reform for Native American Indians labeled illegal Hispanic Immigrants. Strengthen our borders is one argement. On the other hand those on our southern border are not terriorists but were here long before we came as illegal immigrants two hundred years before! Our southern neighbors are not the terriorists! I would rather lose my son fighting a war in Iraq than take a chance of getting another attack was one argument but the counter argument was that Vice President Chaney profited from the 9-11 War on Terriorists! In Cuba they punish you for speaking out by depriving you of wealth and that is done in Texas too through many organizations using government tax funds to keep democrats poor, uneducated and jailed for misdemeanors on a sliding scale depending on your wealth it determine your punishment. A poor person with an appointed lawyer can get 25 years in jail for a car accident if they were not drunk but people died but Senator Teddy Kennedy can get to live and stay a famous senator doing so much good if he drinks and drives and commits manslaughter or someone dies as a result! Sliding Scale Justice Systems are Unconstitution as a violation of the egual amendment portion of the USConstitutionB There sould not be an appointed legal representative bit a salaried defence to combat the salaried district attorney if justice is our goal otherwise injustice is the result! There is so much injustice in our legal system currently but there will be no changes under President Obama as he appointed as former district attorney to the position f Attorney General! Sorry poor you will have to wait until some better appointment for Attorney General comes along to straighten out our justice Sliding Scale School to Prison System! I would like to believe in change now but my head tells me not yet and I know If we get a woman like Secretary Hillary Clinton it will not happen either as President Clinton bragged about increasing the police force! That is not exactly promoting justice when the appointed attorneys are bought off to negotiate plea bargins agreeing to crimes that could not be proven in a trial beyond a reasonable doubt! Inmates without bail who are innocent as they have not been proven guilty are tortured with rape, sodomy,lied to by the interriogrators who attempt to help their appointed lawyer convince them to agree to the District AttorneyKs plea bargin as the prosecutor can not prove their allegations or the police allegations beyond a reasonable doubt and they do not want it to go to trial so the judges enhance misdemeanors to aggrevated felonies scaring the inmates who are also being beat up by correctional officers shackled until scars are left on their legs stripped naked to humilate and stake their dignity away from them as innocent before being proven guilty too poor to bond out victims of a Sliding Scale Injustice System in a Police State! Well we must wait as Attornry General Eric Holder was aDistrict Attorney and thinks like one so the injustice stays the same as with those who created twenty eight prison using our second woan goivernor as the fall guy knowing she was not running for a higher position! No we need paid salaried defence attorneys preferably training former offenders as attorneys who know how injustice is perpetuated and can provide justice by experience as a proper defence attorney taking everything to trial so our jurors can decide if a crime was committed beyond a reasonable doubt! Why did you select a former District Attorney when you know our prison are over populated with minorities and we need judicial reform in our Supreme Court all the way down as they are all like the executive branch was before this election filled with biased injustice seeking proponants who want nothing better than segregration in suburbs! This is accomplished in the employment arena as the majority of the executives in government positions as well as in private corporations keep minorities out of good positions keeping the prison states busy! I listened to refugees from Fedel Castro's regeme tell the methods used to keep the political opposition poor and I listen to the prisioners and ex felons and those out of jails in Texas and I see too many sililiarities to believe in American Democracy as a superior system to Communistic injustice as in both the poor of political opponant are tortured, kept pooran and are financially deprived of jobs and are hounded by police who help the opposing political parties remain in power! It is a unibersal systen like Sudam and in Iran too! Thank God for Sweeden France and England where it is not so blatant! If you would like to believe in our justice system aske Martin Luter Kingan Abraham Lincoln and wear First LadyJackie Kennedy pink pill bos hat and blood staind brain scattered pink suit to help Vice president look good for his inauguration ceremony when she did not have a chance to cry yet! Justice Dallas syle bluebonnets and American Indian paintbrush red white and blue trail of trears 9-ww Patriot Act style justice for Ubited States Navy and mentally retarded people chained up and fallin in the cement skinning up their face is not patriot after we served in the United States Navt and saved New Orleans from an fire explosion at the gates on the Mississippi River on Coastal Towing with United Stes Merchant Marine ubited Stes Navy Veteran breaking his back to do a six man job! He succeeded and went on to make babies little Georgia peaches! Castro looks good in light of all that I hear and see in the land of the free only difference they have more rich and cars but the methods to keep political opponants financiaaly deprived and imptisoned are the same! Sorry Charlie I tell it like I see it as I am a dual citizen and I can live and have a teaching degree to work any where there is no political financial deprevation! If you donKt want to hear it stop doing it as it is the internet age and it will be as part of our history in the making like Darius Rucker sang! I have attended funerals of billioners and of the poor and the only thing I saw or felt was the little acts of kindness they left behind! A prisoner wispered out through barred door,LI love you" . Scared but the tone was sincere and was not creating a relationship so I said a higher power pays me so I said LI love you too" Thank you Ms Ebanks I love you so much" I never saw his face and I donKt rember which of the billions cell counts he was in but it was my most precious reward for my Awsome therapy program I am paid by the Holy Spirit to give and I hope my little brother feels it in his day of tribulation behind bars 3-11 Patriot Act bars! I love you Dirkie! Yes tax dollars used to promote hostile interview environments in government institutions: jailed jazz musician frogs! Next to the Alamo and the Texas Rangers! Another form of financial deprevation using psychological statements B sorry LEAP Katrina dropouts and sorry President Clinton jazz musician cowboy! What else will they think of next in the name of free speechB the proper venue is not at an ibterviw but on an open political forum like this one I am using ladies! Thank you Alan Jackson for Counting Your Blessings as you give others blessings too! The season of I Need A Liitle Twang is a dying breed and I thank God there are no more like him coming up in the Younger singers like Sixteen and It is a Prty in the USA by Taylor Swift and Miley syrus! Music is God's way of reaching His people and Satan was the best musician with the most beautiful face but Pride comes before a fall to the pits of HELL! It is not a bad word as I was born and raised in Hell Cayman Island and there is a Post Office- Hell Post Office with "I have been to Hell and back" postal stamps! The Bible is laced with that word too!

Say It Isn’t So, Joe!

Spin Detective (St. Thomas, VI) — Mon, 14 Dec 2009 18:45:12 EST

Independent Connecticut Senator JOE LIEBERMAN is, publicly, threatening to go full throttle GOP on Health Care Reform and his self-serving stubbornness can kill all hopes of a bill. The “MAJORITY” cannot let this happen.

CONTACT JOE LIEBERMAN and keep the pressure on “Blue Dog” Democrats, BEN NELSON (Nebraska), MARY LANDRIEU (Louisana), and BLANCHE LINCOLN (Arkansas) EVERY DAY at 1-866-783-2462, www.senate.gov/general/contactinformation/senators cfm.cfm and/or www.congress.org .

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Historical Gifts Changing the World: Grown Men Waving Old Gorld For the First Christmas Proudly Believing "It Is Our Turn" Thanks For the Presents Commander In Chief 44! One Down 39 to Go Old Glory and Lady Liberty want to Smile Too and Believe! !

Lillene Ebanks — Mon, 14 Dec 2009 16:22:27 EST

Don't look at me with that smurk as I am an import who was raised on the Union Jack, lived in Paris and went all over this globe so I know what God garden looks like and they have smiles this Christmas and so does our French Lady Liberty! It is not over til the US Constitution sings clearly in voting booths in prisons with a Constutional Right to Vote for ALL even those on Death Tow should be able to give their last vote for the future of the USA! , A First Gentleman gracing the covers of Vogue magazine while our fifth woman predident gives her inaugural address on a cold Washington DC lobbyistless time in our history! No more lobbyist ! They are the terrorist killing us with tobacco, lifetime medications and bottles, cans and diseases! Happy Constitutional Season America! Changing pains don't hurt the young people and fifty years from now all the segretionists will be in a better place leaving us better off too!

Thanks for the Historical Christmas Presents of Smiles and Free health care for mending those heats torn over the past hundred year with a domino trickle posperity in smiles from a president in office

Lillene Ebanks — Mon, 14 Dec 2009 15:33:35 EST

Thank you for your two emails about heathcare with my name a priceless historical document to teach reading hundreds of generations to come! I painted by truck for health care and emailed internationally to get health care. If what I wrote in the other posts seem like a present you could do without just have faith as laws do not change hearts only the Holy Spirit can produce the change you promiced so believe that I believe I gave you the very best present God gave me and it is fit for the President of the United States as it came from a Holy Spirit lead heart and it will help you achieve the change that will make you happy about your legacy to the generations to come! Have a Merry Christmas and the New Year will amaze you as you will reep your harvest in due time if you do not back down and you keep on keep on giving free health care to all those who have been torn apart for over two hundred years in the United States! These gifts of smiles that you gives reproduce other smiles that will trickle up to unify al those frozen snowmen! $$$$$!$*

Thanks for the Christmas Presidents Obama: two personalized emails fro the 44th Present while in office and my Dutchess teacup with Daizies and Iris, the quala bear noozle and the hybiscus red and blue dog bowl for my dog by faith!

Lillene Ebanks — Mon, 14 Dec 2009 15:20:20 EST

I painted by truck for health care and emailed internationally to get health care. If what I wrote in the other posts seem like a present you could do without just have faith as laws do not change hearts only the Holy Spirit can produce the change you promiced so believe that I believe I gave you the very best present God gave me and it is fit for the President of the United States as it came from a Holy Spirit lead heart and it will help you achieve the change that will make you happy about your legacy to the generations to come! Have a Merry Christmas and the New Year will amaze you as you will reep your harvest in due time if you do not back down and you keep on keep on giving free health care to all those who have been torn apart for over two hundred years in the United States! These gifts of smiles that you gives reproduce other smiles that will trickle up to unify al those frozen snowmen! $$$$$!$*

Thanks for the Christmas Presidents Obama: two personalized emails fro the 44th Present while in office and my Dutchess teacup with Daizies and Iris, the quala bear noozle and the hybiscus red and blue dog bowl for my dog by faith!

Lillene Ebanks — Mon, 14 Dec 2009 15:20:16 EST

Thanks for the Christmas Presidents Obama: two personalized emails fro the 44th Present while in office and my Dutchess teacup with Daizies and Iris, the quala bear noozle and the hybiscus red and blue dog bowl for my dog by faith!

Lillene Ebanks — Mon, 14 Dec 2009 15:20:15 EST

Thanks for the Christmas Presidents Obama: two personalized emails fro the 44th Present while in office and my Dutchess teacup with Daizies and Iris, the quala bear noozle and the hybiscus red and blue dog bowl for my dog by faith!

Lillene Ebanks — Mon, 14 Dec 2009 15:19:59 EST