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Anna Nicole Smith has died in a South Florida hospital after being discovered unconscious in her hotel room. She was 39.

Underneath the assigned social function of being a larger than life womyn-appliance, she was a human being. At least that's what many horny men wanted to believe. Could it be that being a human was the cause of death?

It had to be a terrible human pain to look back at how her life style of an automated erotic appliance had screwed up her son's mind to a point of dying in her presence from a drug overdose. On the pictures he seemed like a nice vulnerable kid who didn't deserve it.

Imagine what he might've tolerated from his sandbox playmates: "My mom's vagina is more expensive than your mom's vagina." And later in high school: "Man, if I had a mom like this I'd pump her every day." That could lead to a malfunctioning that a Maytag repairman wouldn't be able to fix.

It's that human aspect that the TV talking heads should be discussing right now instead of interviewing the medic worker who was the last man who had the privilege to have pumped Anna's legendary silicone chest (in the long line of other men who've done it and many, many more who only wished they had).

The sad moral aspect of the story is likely to escape the progressive media experts, one half of whom possess the moral and analytical capacity of the vulture, and the other half treats humans as appliances.

But that's another sad moral aspect of yet another story beyond Maytag repairman's qualifications.

Didn't the same thing happen with Marilyn Monroe? Did the Kennedy's have anything to do with Ms. Smith just like last time? This all seems very familiar to me....

ah hell...why not a Kennedy?

Michael Skakel, Teddy, John, who knows who else...

Yeah... but chances are Anna Nicole, like Mary Joe and Marilyn, probably involved drugs/alcohol... Martha Moxley could be called a 'sports injury"...

FORE!!!

Someone was seen on a grassy knoll looking like a big W... That's where the shots came from. A briefcase with frozen $90K was involved. Laika help me... You saw it all from orbit, why don't you transmit the frequency to my tinfol hat? Please?

I know! Here's how it happened:

HOW BUSH KILLED ANNA NICOLE SMITH

First Bush killed her son in a proxy Zionist war against the Middle Earth. So she wanted to meet with Bush and feed him yellow cake but they outed her connection to alternative ethanol-powered Scooter which she drove to New Orleans while wearing a diaper and the yellow cake fell out and Bob Novak picked it up and smeared it on a column, but Tim Russert ate it and covered it up, so Cheney and Rove sent macaca to poison her with some Ukrainium or Estonium or Bulgarium or something because they wanted that yellow cake and she told them "eat shit you Zionist corporate fascists." Yeah. Those were her exact last words. A.N.Smith will be remembered as an all-American hero mom who died for oil, and Charlise Theron will play her part in the upcoming documentary called "Battleship Potemkin II: Elvira Strikes Back."
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Red Square wrote: Read this and other takes on current events in the new hard-cover edition of the "Complete Idiot's Guide To Reading The New York Times."

Oh Thank God... I thought I'd become contagious for a sec there... it was like "The Countdown Button" all over again...

Red,
You have it absolutely right. She was a human being, though that's not why anyone cared about her before and it's not why anyone cares about her now. They're whorshipping [sic] Fame for Fame's Sake - an empty value system that requires its supplicants to sacrifice meaning on the altar of the Cult of Personality. If anyone doubts this, all they have to do is watch the 'news' coverage of her death. It hasn't even bothered to teeter on the verge of emptiness - it just dove straight into a deep dark cravass of crapulation without first taking a breath, and somehow still manages to talk and talk and talk... and talk and talk and say absolutely nothing at all.

The verbal spew doesn't even qualify as speculation. At Dictionary.com, the definition of "speculation" and "speculate" includes such concepts as, to engage in thought or reflection; meditate; to indulge in conjectural thought; the contemplation or consideration of some subject. Even conjecture is pushing it. But they validate saying nothing of any substance by having it come from a succession of 'specialist reporters'... Sanjay Gupta is discussing possible causes of death, which at this point amounts to saying the most likely cause is a problem with her heart. That's quite meaningful when you take into consideration that death, for most individuals anyway, involves a serious problem with their heart, insofar as it stops beating. It's about as meaningful as the phrase sudden death (you're alive... you're alive... you're alive... YOU'RE DEAD!). He's also touching on the possiblity that drugs were involved, subcategories of which include overdose, interaction, negative reaction, lack of appropriate medication... in other words, everything and nothing. There is no concrete information about anything related to cause of death, so why is he discussing it - why even entertain the question? Why not simply say, there's no way to know at this stage because there is such a complete and total lack of information - we'll have to wait for the autopsy, or more information. Because that would be an admission of emptiness and it might actually force the 'audience' to acknowledge that they value a null set as stand-in for actual information.

Then they go to Nancy Grace (may she burn in hell), and her legal pronouncements. She informed everyone that there's bound to be a terrible legal mess left because Anna Nicole's legal battle with her late husband's family hasn't yet been settled, and now her baby daughter's two potential biological fathers will have to battle it out for the right to control Anna Nicole's estate... which will then pursue a settlement from her late husband's family on behalf of her daughter... and for her daughter's benefit, of course. This is about as informative as saying A = A, and B = B... trivial to the point of meaninglessness (thank you Bertrand, for your deep insight)... even Nancy Grace had difficulty making that sound in the least bit salacious.

Then there's Larry... and this is most telling, because he's the High Priest of the church of Fame for Fame's sake and no sacrifice upon its altar is complete without an hour of his benediction, re-aired four times over the course of the next twelve. There is not one individual who wasn't a close friend, shocked at the news, and wanting to explain that they alone knew the 'real' Anna Nicole... that they alone were privy to her private persona as opposed to her public one, and that she was, at heart this or that. What is most sad is that there is no way to know who, if any, of these satellites might actually be telling the truth. If Anna Nicole was Famous for Fame's sake, then these people are the moons that orbit a sun, weakly reflecting whatever glow they can manage to bask in. And this is where the reality that a human being died becomes saddest, because not once in that hour is there any mention or visual of Anna Nicole before her public persona began with her marriage at age 16 to a fry cook. It's as if she sprang fully formed from the collective imagination of the people who had influence over her life, and it appears that not one of them actually cared about who she might be as an individual.

This is where her 'appliance-hood' becomes most obvious because the very people who should, in her life, be able to consider her as other than an "it", didn't, couldn't or wouldn't... too much of what they were relied on her being nothing more than a joke. That she came from a mother who didn't offer much in the way of contemplating or considering her potential is obvious. Certainly the fry-cook she married when she left high school at 16 was unlikely to bother to entertain thoughts of her human or intellectual potential - not at all likely to wonder at her chances of discovering a cure for cancer, unified field theory, or the answer to any number of the world's humanitarian ills. We assume this is a joke, because not one of the people who would normally want those they ostensibly loved and valued as idividuals to explore that potential, ever seems to have believed she was capable, and it was so pervasive that she would probably have had to reach critical mass and become fissile simply to break out of whatever mould others had created for her. That her ideal in this regard was her late husband, who she claimed was the only one who ever just took her at face value and accepted who she was, is pathetic. What is truly tragic is that having left her infant daughter under the care, control and influence of these very same people, Anna Nicole's daughter is likely to become (at least) the third generation of women in this lineage.

The problem, then, for me, is not only that a human being has died, but that she has left behind another human being who will now be raised by people as likely to exploit and damage her as nurture her. That the media continues to treat her humanity as a footnote is a symptom of the degree to which they truly have become The Complete Idiot's Guide to Fame for Fame's sake - the logical outcome of which is that what they have to 'report' is as empty and meaningless as the values that promote and foster Anna Nicole as worthy of celebrity, and which define both her life and her death as entertainment. In that respect, it is probable that her true cause of death was, as you say, her humanity - the fact that she was a real person who was surrounded by people who only wanted to exploit her and whose interest in proximity was based on her value as an 'it'. I have no idea whether I'm projecting my own values onto her by assuming that which constituted her "humanity" must have been horrified at least on some level, by the death of her child, the perpetuation of 'thing-ism' in her own daughter's life and the possibility of what that held for her daughter in the future - and the pain that must have come with that and with knowing that she was no more than a walking joke, an appliance, or a meal ticket to the very people in her life who most of us would rely on for mutual respect, love... or even to allow that we might be more and to help us be that.

The one media personality who could possibly have truly contemplated her reality with any understanding was the one who had the least to say... Anderson Cooper. Perhaps it was too much of a reminder of his own mother's early incarnation as America's Poor Little Rich Girl. Ironically, if Anna Nicole's humanity was resonsible for her death, then Sanjay Gupta was probably right. It was her heart that gave out.

Damn those Zionist! I knew it; I just knew they were behind this latest tragedy! For the record, I'm still responsible for shooting J.R.

Chairman M. S. Punchenko wrote:Damn those Zionist! I knew it; I just knew they were behind this latest tragedy! For the record, I'm still responsible for shooting J.R.

You're dreaming...

Sister Massively Opiated wrote:

Chairman M. S. Punchenko wrote:Damn those Zionist! I knew it; I just knew they were behind this latest tragedy! For the record, I'm still responsible for shooting J.R.

You're dreaming...

<looks around nervously> Aren't we all?? I have to go now... I was never here... if you see anybody asking about me concerning fraud, insurance or Beverly Hills you just tell them you know nothing! <scurries away>

Chairman,
If I did that, I would not be fulfilling my duties as Kommissar of Housekeeping... can I not just "clean" them a little? Please? It has been a trying few days and you know what they say... "A mopping a day keeps the... um... floor clean... "

Cleanliness is next to Correctness
SMO

ps... when you get back to the bunker, I have some nice new relaxing bath products for you to try... lovely smells and colours... the green one reminds me of the smell of freshly laundered Ca$h with undertones of new car smell... I know how stressed you can get when you're 'on the road'.

Yeah, the MSM has Zsa Zsa Gabor's husband claming he fathered Anna Nicole's baby. Hang on, comrades – a special transmission is coming through on my Tele-Marching-Order Machine™.

People's Newswire -------------------------------------------------------------------------

Special transmission from Laika the Space Dog has confirmed that Hillary Rodham Clinton is claming that she is the father of Anna Nicole Smiths baby {stop}

Millions of dollars are on the line {stop}

Florida judge has summoned Mrs. Clinton to perform DNA test to confirm her claim {stop}

Stand by for further orders {stop}

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This is certainly a revealation... I think I will take a soak in the tub now, SMO.

Comrades, it is obvious to me that the execution of Anna Nicole Smith was committed by an imperialist NASA hit squad, in order to distract attention from the crazy, bourgeois antics of astronaut Lisa Nowak. Think about it: With the death of Anna Nicole, all of the Greta Van Susterens of the world would immediately be winging their way from Houston to Florida to cover the story, and completely forget about Nowak. All of the media vultures trampling her front yard would flock to the scene of the new big story. And how far is it from Cape Canaveral to Hollywood, Florida? Not far, comrades, not far at all. Give her a lethal injection of drugs and everyone will think it was an accidental overdose or suicide. A brilliant plan!

Thank you for sharing Laika's transmission, Chairman! We added it to the News Headlines. Continue reception through Tele-Marching-Order Machine™ (aka Red Star Radio). Over.

Comrade Clyde wrote:Comrades, it is obvious to me that the execution of Anna Nicole Smith was committed by an imperialist NASA hit squad, in order to distract attention from the crazy, bourgeois antics of astronaut Lisa Nowak.

Does anyone else get the feeling of deja vu? Last year when Cindy Sheehan was about to lead the revolutionary workers and peasants to storm the Crawford Ranch, arrest Bush, and take over the reigns of the country, the Bush-Cheney junta used the weather machine to unleash Hurricane Katrina, ultimately succeeding in diverting the short-spanned attention of the masses from the revolution.

And now this. It's a clear pattern, and it's only a matter of time before someone in the progressive news media says it openly.

Chairman M. S. Punchenko wrote:Yeah, the MSM has Zsa Zsa Gabor's husband claming he fathered Anna Nicole's baby. Hang on, comrades – a special transmission is coming through on my Tele-Marching-Order Machine™.

People's Newswire -------------------------------------------------------------------------

Special transmission from Laika the Space Dog has confirmed that Hillary Rodham Clinton is claming that she is the father of Anna Nicole Smiths baby {stop}

Millions of dollars are on the line {stop}

Florida judge has summoned Mrs. Clinton to perform DNA test to confirm her claim {stop}

Stand by for further orders {stop}

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This is certainly a revealation... I think I will take a soak in the tub now, SMO.

As an 'outside' observer to your country's political dealings and the entire campaign funds thing with Hillary, I can't say I'm surprised... I had a feeling that people were going to start dropping quickly... and I have made some strategic investments in Samsonite on the Party's behalf, as I believe there will soon be an increased demand for lightweight high quality, yet indistinct personal cash transference wear. Yes... small suitcases are about to become all the rage. I've ordered you one for each outfit, Chairmain. I hope you don't find it presumptuous of me, but I know how important it is for you to maintain your image in all the work you do for the Party... and FOR THE CHILDREN!

Quickly now... the bubbles will disappear if you don't hurry... Oh - and I sprinkled a little bit of your special white bath powder in for you... just a pinch. Warm towels are on the rack, your clothes are laid out but please ring if you would like Chicken Sushi to give you a hand (she has missed you very much), and dinner will be served in an hour.

Red Square wrote:

Comrade Clyde wrote:Comrades, it is obvious to me that the execution of Anna Nicole Smith was committed by an imperialist NASA hit squad, in order to distract attention from the crazy, bourgeois antics of astronaut Lisa Nowak.

Does anyone else get the feeling of deja vu? Last year when Cindy Sheehan was about to lead the revolutionary workers and peasants to storm the Crawford Ranch, arrest Bush, and take over the reigns of the country, the Bush-Cheney junta used the weather machine to unleash Hurricane Katrina, ultimately succeeding in diverting the short-spanned attention of the masses from the revolution.
And now this. It's a clear pattern, and it's only a matter of time before someone in the progressive news media says it openly.

Again, I was thinking just this, as well as wondering who will be the next large donator to Queen Hillary's campaign. I am betting on Donatella Versace, given her statement of yesterday (below). However, if the Agitprop were doing its job properly, they would have much better control over Dr. Joshua Perper, the chief Broward County medical examiner. He is so straightforward in his pronouncements that it requires that the media ask a suspiciously high number of permutations of the same question before they find one, the answer to which they can use to say anything they like. And even then, this wily old curmudgeon (I think he might be a Nazi... which would make sense if it were a NASA hit squad) managed on a number of occasions to clealry insinuate that he had already answered their question and that they were repeating themselves to no purpose. He even dared to repeat the same answer a number of times and explain why it hadn't changed, as well as correcting 'mistakes' made by the media in phrasing rhetorical questions posed to him... He is slippery... very slippery... and I should know (ahh... I wish you could see my little zipper smile right now)...

This Dr. Perper has also cautioned that definitive results could take weeks. “I am not a prophet, and I cannot tell you before the autopsy what I am going to find,” he said. I believe that this wilfull lack of inventiveness extends to the time between conducting the autopsy and receiving the results of any toxicology or pathological testing on retrieved samples. Well... if he cannot tell the media what they want to hear before he has any real proof to the contrary, what good is he to his respective association's machinery. Really... there is just not pride in work any more.

As for the following, I cannot even begin to think how to comment so I will leave it to pundits more sophisticated than myself... The Chairman, I'm sure, can craft an appropriate response. Suffice to say, Queen Hillary adopting female garb might have unknown implications for her paternity claim to Anna Nicole's daughter.... though the chips might fall in her favour... it is just so complicated and we Dolphins have absolutely no compass for this sort of thing. It is why we rely so much on the judgement of Glorious Red Square, and our Dear Chairman. They have our dorsal fins in this and so many other things, and for that we salute you.

Eeeeeeee-e-e-e-e... click-click-click-pffsshht!
SMO

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'Hillary Clinton should ditch the trousers'
Reuters
Thursday, February 08, 2007 19:58 IST

BERLIN: US presidential candidate Hillary Clinton should tap into her feminine side and wear dresses and skirts instead of trousers, fashion designer Donatella Versace was quoted as saying on Thursday.

"I can understand trousers are comfortable but she's a woman and she is allowed to show that," Versace told Germany's weekly newspaper Die Zeit in an interview.

"She should treat femininity as an opportunity and not try to emulate masculinity in politics," Versace said.

Skirts should reach to the knee and be worn with a short jacket or coat, she said. The best colour would be black rather than the blue Clinton currently favours, she added.

"I admire her for her determination, which will hopefully take her to the White House," Versace told the paper.

::PRESS CONFERENCE::

NYT Reporter: Chairman Punchenko; what do you think of Hillary being the father of Anna Nicole's baby and how will this effect her fashion choices?

Meowsevich: Now now, Her Excellency has no intention on becoming a woman anytime soon. I will personally assure you that Her Excellency will continue to sport a fashionable pantsuit which is created by this seasons least artistically inclined lesbians. We will not repeat the mistakes of the early '90's when trying to define Her Excellency and her femininity. Masculinity works, folks, we have to get the career-driven penis-envy womyn vote for 2008. Next question...uhhh... Helen

Helen Thomas: Chairman Punchen.........................

Meowsevich: Josef H. Stalin! How many near death experiences is this broad going to put us through... someone please resuscitate Ms. Thomas.

EMS Guy: CLEAR! <dooommppfff> CLEAR! <dooommmmppfffff> OK, I got a pulse!

Helen Thomas: ...ko. When will we expect Hillary to announce she was completely against this war and if she could go magically back in time she would.....she........

EMS Guy: We lost her again....CLEAR! <dooommppff> CLEAR! <doommmppfff>

Helen Thomas: ...she would have never listened to the Intelligence Community, much like her old man did.

Meowsevich: Helen; this press conference is strictly for questions concerning us trying to claim that ca$h-baby and Her Excellencies fashion choices. I refuse to comment on the current War for Blood and Oil™ and will kindly ask you to ask the pre-scripted questions that are in your press folder that is underneath your chair. OK? OK, no more further questions... I will see you all at the Party Gala and fundraiser tonight at the Watergate... you can pick up your passes in the Hart Congressional building... that is all.

Press: Chairman Punchenko.. One more Question... What about the Zsa Zsa Gabor... She is voting democrat isn't she... Please, one more question Chairman Punchenko!

Meowsevich: I said THAT IS ALL. Now kick off your tweed suites, get into something more comfortable and head on down to the Watergate... there will be plenty of time to ask questions there and remember the good'ole days.

HOW BUSH KILLED ANNA NICOLE SMITH

OF COURSE!!!!! damn, we really should have known!

WE SHOULD HAVE KNOWN!!!!!! GAAHHA!!!

I learned today that Anna could be popping up to 70 pills a day to maintain that level of high she was known for. Does this make her Sister Massively Opiated's sister?

By the way, SMO - how's the mop up coming along in that casino? I hear some witnesses may still be alive and talking to Greta. I hope it doesn't come to ordering limo service for poor Greta with subsequent dissection and composting.

I overheard you say once that a mop up day keeps our noses clean. Here's a better slogan for our line of work:

A stiff in time saves nine.

Red Square wrote:I learned today that Anna could be popping up to 70 pills a day to maintain that level of high she was known for. Does this make her Sister Massively Opiated's sister?

Not in the least... 70 pills is not a measure of anything... could be Midol... could be asprin... could be 120 mg MS Contin (time release morphine)... then, what is dosage?... Statex (full release morphine) comes in 5 and 10 mg pills... MS Contin (also called Ratio-Morph) comes in 15, 30, 60 and 120 mg pills - maybe also 160, but I have never had these... Ditto Valium.. could be 1 mg, 2 mg... 5... 10... all different dosages designated by different pretty colours... and that is only morphine and diazepams... Don't even get me started on the other benzodiazapenes such as Ativan or Klonazapam... or the other opiate-based such as codeine formulations (some OTC in Canada, others by Rx only), the Oxys which can be the Percs... such as Percodan or Percocet which is OxyCodone - full release, or OxyContin, which is the time-release version and the abuse of choice after Hydrocodone (Vicodin)... Bizarrely, in Kanadistan where morphine is available, OxyContin is still abused more regularly and is actually more addictive, despite the fact that the Oxys are derived from Thebaine - a lesser part of opium, rather than morphine which is derived from a more potent component of opium. Hydrocodone is not much used here, as we prefer to actually treat pain with more effective and less addictive formulations (ie. morphine)... The reason the Oxys and particularly OxyContin - the time release version - is more addictive is that unlike morphine, Oxys work partly by disassociation. Rather than act on the central nervous system in a way that blocks pain, they act in a way that, for lack of a better explanation, makes you care less about experiencing it... It certainly lessens the experience of pain, but Oxy acts on both nociception - the signals that communicate pain in the nervouse system - as well as the emotional component of pain, which is very often a strong component of people's experience of pain. And because it can make you not care about physical pain it can also make you not care about emotional issues as well.

The second problem is that with the Oxys, there is often a period of depression or black moods associated with it wearing off. And so, if you are someone who is not only in pain, but also has emotional problems, it is a very attractive drug because it give pain relief in the physical sense, as well as pain relief in the emotional sense - except is not relief... is just temporary not caring followed by chemical induced serious bum-out... and that makes people want to take it again, even if they don't need it to treat nociception.

In comparison, morphine is excellent for treatment of nociception - the actual pain signalling, pathwways and mechanisms of the body. People mistakenly assume that if you take it, you automatically get high, but if you do, it means you are over-medicating. A body will use what it needs to in order to block nociception, but if there is much more than is necessary to do that, the body perceives it as toxin, same as say, alcohol, and the physiological response is to feel high, just as with alcohol... this is effects of too much central nervous system (CNS) depression, as well as the body's vestigeal reaction to "toxicity" - which is to become dizzy by having the 'toxin' effect the inner ear and so balance, and when there is enough toxin, making person unswallow it... is useful left-over from our time as hunter gatherers when the only way to get rid of bad berries or meat was to unswallow it... also the reason that if one in the commune pukes, often, many will puke for no apparent reason other than fellow party-member did... in hunter-gatherer groups where foods were shared, if one at bad food, chances are all did, and so there is vestigeal response to trigger group unswallowing... But I digress...

Morphine, because body uses it more effectively than Oxys, and with less emotional aftermath (may be partly because orally dosed morphine is actually less bioavailable than Oxys are), is not only much better pain medication, but also when used reponsibly by those with acute or chronic pain, much less addictive. When discussing "dependance", often professionals are referring not to physical dependance as understood by addiction, but dependance in the same sense that diabetic is dependant on insulin to function.

So.. is trick question Red... How many pills a day is meaningless - what pills... what strength... and why... I have never taken 70 pain pills in one day, but then I have never taken them to become 'altered' or more 'happy'... I have only ever taken them to be able to... say... walk... or sometimes sit... or sometimes even lie down without screaming... but generally I am a happy person... and insofar as I am happy because of pills, is only because they make me not experience nociception. When it comes to emotional 'stuff'... good or bad... happy or sad... would much rather experience it and either enjoy it or deal with it... I have enough problems already without becoming junky too.

So no... I do not think she was sister... she was chasing high... I am chasing life and self-sufficiency and functionality... I like working brain... she wanted to shut hers off, and seemingly succeeded. As discussed in this thread, she had many problems - some thrust upon her and others of her own, if not creation, than acceptance... I have many problems because of health problems but other problems - life problems and emotional problems are better solved by running toward them and addressing them realistically, rather than running away from them by addressing them chemically... and ultimately, this sister would rather experience pain than not, because over time, habit of not experiencing pain has a bad tendency to turn into permanent inability to feel pain... Maybe if she had had a sister with a better understanding of her pills, she would still be capable of having a sister, so to speak... Is very sad...

So... sorry to go on at such length, but is important, I believe.

Red Square wrote:By the way, SMO - how's the mop up coming along in that casino? I hear some witnesses may still be alive and talking to Greta. I hope it doesn't come to ordering limo service for poor Greta with subsequent dissection and composting.

It is well in hand. As professional, is not... elegant... solution to simply spray everything down with bleach, metaphorically speaking... has tendency to ruin upholstery. Why use harsh chemical when something subtle and artful is more effective and has potential to create future relationship wherin the Party is owed a little favour here or there... So... there are some witnesses still alive, but quite happy at craps table with comped drinks... Meanwhile, Greta is enjoying nice evening in the spa with Esteban - a lovely Cuban transplant to Florida who has found fulfillment as Cabana Boy "slash" walking Latin Love Pump... Greta is wearing that cute crooked smile of hers... and... hang on... I check... not much else... except Esteban...

And I have been in close contact with The Chairman in case I must call on his very particular skill set. All is in hand, and the rest is compost, soon to fertilize the Revolution. Spring is coming and I think the garden will be beautiful this year! And it is so much more enjoyable to rely on subtlety and artfulness and find oneself left with a full root cellar, than to simply salt the earth to rid ourselves of a few annoyances. That these annoyances then become assets to us in the future, to use as we see fit... to crush under our thumbs, to move as one would chess pieces to win glory for the People, or simply to kill in the future if I happen to wake up one day, look in the mirror and decide that my zippery little dolphin smile would be make wider by catching and gutting, rather than catching and releasing... Well... I can't help it if I love my work (and this spiffy new metal mallet I cadged off that flaky Nowak astroloony... she had good taste in tools... rubber tubing indeed... nice to see the old ways being respected...

Hmmm... ... sorry... am in good mood for some reason today... has made me expansive...

Red Square wrote:I overheard you say once that a mop up day keeps our noses clean. Here's a better slogan for our line of work:
A stiff in time saves nine.

I like this very much... I think I will see if Aki is willing to stitch it on a sampler for me... or even a little throw pillow... I know... is slightly bourgeoise, but until braces come off is still shy about crooked zipper smile and so is taking time while teeth straighten to strenthen homemaking skills as he has already earned highest marks in sniper training... Pod's edukation must be kept balanced for the good of the Party. A well-rounded dolphin can only be of benefit to the Revolution.

Spakoyiny noche... is as close as I can get transliterating... though in Serbian they would say Laku noche... Sweet night comrade.
SMO

SMO, cheers to you, and not intoxicating ones at that, for doping yourself to survive and not turn off the brain. That route always ends either in death or reform. One way, there's no one to care, and the other, if you're lucky, a sense of incredible luck. In the first case, an atheist might consider that, being gone, it won't matter a whit to him if people shake their heads in sorrow, but that's the hardest belief to shake, I've found. In the second, there is the desire to give thanks to something that you don't believe gives a damn. Very perplexing.

While in El Paso this weekend, as I said in other pages, I saw people on VH1 who seemed to have such borderline personalities, and I don't mean that in the diagnostic sense, well, maybe I do, that I'm not surprised, really, to see all the spilt electrons on a stupid, brazen gold-digger (brass beneath the gilt?) who confused a catwalk with a cakewalk.

And why not spend time with her? As distinguished from other people in the public limelight? Once I remarked that I couldn't care less about a certain election for it was like sorting turds in a cess pool and my brother, with customary asperity, remarked, "You might as well get the driest turd." And Anna Nicole was the juciest one of the moment.

A California court awarded Anna Nicole over $400 million but it was set aside. The Supremes decided to give her another chance, which at first I didn't understand until I remembered that Justice John Paul Stevens is only 4 years younger than J. Howard Marshall II was when Anna Nichole gave him a little dance in a Houston hot-spot and gave him a smile. A one-eyed one, perhaps. And Justice Stevens divorced the mother of his children (John Kerry, any one? Do I detect a pattern?) and married another woman. Since Justice Stevens is notoriously, and I know how I'm using that word, inexact in his appreciation of other peoples' property, it stands to reason that he would not be exact in his appreciation of other people.

But still Anna Nicole must have been worried and looking for anther sugar daddy, and choked on cooked spaghetti.