WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
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There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we’ll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we’ll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
by Shel Silverstein
The steel mill sky is alive.
The fire breaks white and zigzag
shot on a gun-metal gloaming.
Man is a long time coming.
Man will yet win.
Brother may yet line up with brother:
This old anvil laughs at many broken hammers.
There are men who can’t be bought.
The fireborn are at home in fire.
The stars make no noise,
You can’t hinder the wind from blowing.
Time is a great teacher.
Who can live without hope?
In the darkness with a great bundle of grief
the people march.
In the night, and overhead a shovel of stars for keeps, the people
march:
“Where to? what next?”
— Carl Sandberg
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Yesterday was absolutely demonic in its scope of naked evil. I wept, and it has been a very long time since I wept. When Hizzoner came out and stated fearlessly, that he would not be withdrawing his nomination, I felt proud. Clearly, voting is not going to suffice against these monsters.
Amazing performance by an amazing man. Kavanaugh would do well to produce something similar on Thursday, but that may be too much to ask. I was struck by the brief look at Biden we get during Thomas’s remarks. He is sitting back, leaning a bit to one side, with what I judge to be a smug, fake concern look on his face. Someone should have smacked him across the face and told him to sit up straight.
Biden; Backpfeifengesicht
That was profound, Biden, Leahy and the other Democrat descendants of Nathan Bedford Forrest, Bull Connor, George Wallace, the Birmingham church bombers and the rest of the Democrat Klansmen were too stupid and vile to appreciate the irony of carrying on the leftist racist heritage in the Senate
I’d like to hear Thomas’s take on this Kavanaugh travesty, with 27 years of hindsight.
You can read what his accuser dock slut says about it here:
https://www.npr.org/2018/09/25/651489805/anita-hill-says-kavanaugh-accuser-hearing-cannot-be-fair
What gets lost in the Anita Hill he “said/she said” shuffle is the utter insanity and unbelievability of what “she said” She charged a man of completely sound mind with no record of any misbehavior, of saying “Who has put a pubic hair in my Coke?” Why we he does this, to get Anita Hill turned on? Only a man in a padded room would think that
And then there was the one about getting Anita Hill alone in his office to talk about porn movies. Again, what adult man would think that was a proper way to approach a liberal, college-educated woman proffessional … other than Travis Bickle in the movie “Taxi Driver.”
On the other hand, there just might be something about a scrawny, tightly wound, ultra-leftist black woman that triggered Thomas beyond the point of madness. It’s a possibility, seeing as how, at the time, he was dating a well-padded, fair-skinned, laid-back conservative woman of the Red Irish persuasion. You know, the absolute polar opposite of Anita; a woman so different from Anita Hill that if the two ever touched each other, the entire universe would be annihilated
Anita Hill, Christine Ford, and the US Senate are defining mediocrity down.