"Welcome to 1984" by Anti-Flag

WAR IS PEACE
FREEDOM IS SLAVERY
IGNORANCE IS STRENGTH



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"Franco Un-American" by NOFX

"I don't want to be another 'I-don't-care-ican'."
--"Franco Un-American" by NOFX

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Support the Troops. Stop the Escalation.

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Microchipped Population

Aaron Russo talks with Alex Jones about Nick Rockefeller's plans for a microchipped society.



Read the report at The Jones Report.

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Say, "Hi" to the Bad Guy

Hello FBI, I am just the lowly guy that types all the crap on this page. I pose no threat.

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FBI turns to broad new wiretap method

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Update: James Brown Still Has Not Been Buried

He's not Aretha Franklin. He's "The Hardest Working Man in Show Business," but James Brown deserves some respect. Thirty-six days after his death, he has still not been buried.

Check out the footwork on this James Brown video.


No (final) rest for James Brown

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Shock and awe

I've seen loose change and many other 911 films on regular TV and the net. This is by far the best film.

Asking questions is good and healthy.



This other clip is from the John Carpenter movie "They Live." I feel it is some how appropriate.

"Whadda I got to, whadda I got to do to wake ya up?
To shake ya up, to break the structure up."
--"Wake Up" by Rage Against the Machine

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"Eight O'Clock in the Morning" by Ray Nelson

-- Ray Nelson's
"Eight O'Clock in the Morning"

At the end of the show the hypnotist told his subjects, "Awake."

Something unusual happened.

One of the subjects awoke all the way. This had never happened before. His name was George Nada and he blinked out at the sea of faces in the theatre, at first unaware of anything out of the ordinary. Then he noticed, spotted here and there in the crowd, the non-human faces, the faces of the Fascinators. They had been there all along, of course, but only George was really awake, so only George recognized them for what they were. He understood everything in a flash, including the fact that if he were to give any outward sign, the Fascinators would instantly command him to return to his former state, and he would obey.

He left the theatre, pushing out into the neon night, carefully avoiding any indication that he saw the green, reptilian flesh or the multiple yellow eyes of the rulers of the earth. One of them asked him, "Got a light buddy?" George gave him a light, then moved on.

At intervals along the street George saw the posters hanging with photographs of the Fascinators' multiple eyes and various commands printed under them, such as, "Work eight hours, play eight hours, sleept eight hours," and "Marry and Reproduce." A TV set in the window of a store caught George's eye, but he looked away in the nick of time. When he didn't look at the Fascinator in the screen, he could resist the command, "Stay tuned to this station."

George lived alone in a little sleeping room, and as soon as he got home, the first thing he did was to disconnect the TV set. In other rooms he could hear the TV sets of his neighbors, though. Most of the time the voices were human, but now and then he heard the arrogant, strangely bird-like croaks of the aliens. "Obey the government," said one croak. "We are the government, " said another. "We are your friends, you'd do anything for a friend, wouldn't you?"

"Obey!"

"Work!"

Suddenly the phone rang.

George picked it up. It was one of the Fascinators.

"Hello," it squawked. "This is your control, Chief of Police Robinson. You are an old man, George Nada. Tomorrow morning at eight o'clock, your heart will stop. Please repeat."

"I am an old man," said George. "Tomorrow morning at eight o'clock, my heart will stop."

The control hung up.

"No, it wont," whispered George. He wondered why they wanted him dead. Did they suspect that he was awake? Probably. Someone might have spotted him, noticed that he didn't respond the way the others did. If George were alive at one minute after eight tomorrow morning, then they would be sure.

"No use waiting here for the end," he thought.

He went out again. The posters, the TV, the occasional commands from passing aliens did not seem to have absolute power over him, though he still felt strongly tempted to obey, to see things the way his master wanted him to see them. He passed an alley and stopped. One of the aliens was alone there, leaning against the wall. George walked up to him.

"Move on," grunted the thing, focusing his deadly eyes on George.

George felt his grasp on awareness waver. For a moment the reptilian head dissolved into the face of a lovable old drunk. Of course the drunk would be lovable. George picked up a brick and smashed it down on the old drunk's head with all his strength. For a moment the image blurred, then the blue-green blood oozed out of the face and the lizrd fell, twitching and writhing. After a moment it was dead.

George dragged the body into the shadows and searched it. There was a tiny radio in its pocket and a curiously shaped knife and fork in another. The tiny radio said something in an incomprehensible language. George put it down beside the body, but kept the eating utensils.

"I can't possibly escape," thought George. "Why fight them?"

But maybe he could.

What if he could awaken others? That might be worth a try.

He walked twelve blocks to the apartment of his girl friend, Lil, and knocked on her door. She came to the door in her bathrobe.

"I want you to wake up," he said.

"I'm awake," she said. "Come on in."

He went in. The TV was playing. He turned it off.

"No," he said. "I mean really wake up." She looked at him without comprehension, so he snapped his fingers and shouted, "Wake up! The masters command that you wake up!"

"Are you off your rocker, George?" she asked suspiciously. "You sure are acting funny." He slapped her face. "Cut that out!" she cried, "What the hell are you up to anyway?"

"Nothing," said George, defeated. "I was just kidding around."

"Slapping my face wasn't just kidding around!" she cried.

There was a knock at the door.

George opened it.

It was one of the aliens.

"Can't you keep the noise down to a dull roar?" it said.

The eyes and reptilian flesh faded a little and George saw the flickering image of a fat middle-aged man in shirtsleeves. It was still a man when George slashed its throat with the eating knife, but it was an alien before it hit the floor. He dragged it into the apartment and kicked the door shut. "What do you see there?" he asked Lil, pointing to the many-eyed snake thing on the floor.

"Mister...Mister Coney," she whispered, her eyes wide with horror. "You...just killed him, like it was nothing at all."

"Don't scream," warned George, advancing on her.

"I won't George. I swear I won't, only please, for the love of God, put down that knife." She backed away until she had her shoulder blades pressed to the wall.

George saw that it was no use.

"I'm going to tie you up," said George. "First tell me which room Mister Coney lived in."
"The first door on your left as you go toward the stairs," she said. "Georgie...Georgie. Don't torture me. If you're going to kill me, do it clean. Please, Georgie, please."

He tied her up with bedsheets and gagged her, then searched the body of the Fascinator. There was another one of the little radios that talked a foreign language, another set of eating utensils, and nothing else.

George went next door.

When he knocked, one of the snake-things answered, "Who is it?"

"Friend of Mister Coney. I wanna see him," said George.

"He went out for a second, but he'll be right back." The door opened a crack, and four yellow eyes peeped out. "You wanna come in and wait?"

"Okay," said George, not looking at the eyes.

"You alone here?" he asked as it closed the door, its back to George.

"Yeah, why?"

He slit its throat from behind, then searched the apartment.

He found human bones and skulls, a half-eaten hand.

He found tanks with huge fat slugs floating in them.

"The children," he thought, and killed them all.

There were guns too, of a sort he had never seen before. He discharged one by accident, but fortunately it was noiseless. It seemed to fire little poisoned darts.

He pocketed the gun and as many boxes of darts he could and went back to Lil's place. When she saw him she writhed in helpless terror.

"Relax, honey" he said, opening her purse, "I just want to borrow your car keys."

He took the keys and went downstairs to the street.

Her care was still parked in the same general area in which she always parked it. He recognized it by the dent in the right fender. He got in, started it, and began driving aimlessly. He drove for hours, thinking--desperately searching for some way out. He turned on the car radio to see if he could get some music, but there was ntohing but news and it was all about him, George Nada, the homicidal maniac. The announcer was one of the masters, but he sounded a little scared. Why should he be? What could one man do?

George wasn't surprised when he saw the road block, and he turned off on a side street before he reached it. No little trip to the country for you, Georgie boy, he thought to himself.

They had just discvered what he had done back at Lil's place, so they would probably be looking for Lil's car. He parked it in an alley and took the subway. There were no aliens on the subway, for some reason. Maybe they were too good for such things, or maybe it was just because it was so late at night.

When one finally did get on, George got off.

He went up to the street and went into a bar. One of the Fascinators was on the TV, saying over and over again, "We are your friends. We are your friends. We are your friends." The stupid lizard sounded scared. Why? What could one man do against all of them?

George ordered a beer, the it suddenly struck him that the Fascinator on the TV no longer seemed to have any power over him. He looked at it again and thought, "It has to believe it can master me to do it. The slightest hint of fear on its part and the power to hypnotize is lost." They flashed George's picture on the TV screen and George retreated to the phone booth. He called his control, the Chief of Police.

"Hello, Robinson?" he asked.

"Speaking."

"This is George Nada. I've figured out how to wake people up."

"What? George, hang on. Where are you?" Robinson sounded almost hysterical.

He hung up and paid and left the bar. They would probably trace his call.

He caught another subway and went downtown.

It was dawn when he entered the building housing the biggest of the city's TV studios. He consulted the building director and then went up in the elevator. The cop in front of the studio recognized him. "Why, you're Nada!" he gasped.

George didn't like to shoot him with the poison dart gun, but he had to.

He had to kill several more before he got into the studio itself, including all the engineers on duty. There were a lot of police sirens outside, excited shouts, and running footsteps on the stairs. The alien was sitting before the the TV camera saying, "We are your friends. We are your friends," and didn't see George come in. When George shot him with the needle gun he simply stopped in mid-sentence and sat there, dead. George stoond near him and said, imitating the alien croak, "Wake up. Wake up. See us as we are and kill us!"

It was George's voice the city heard that morning, but it was the Fascinator's image, and the city did awake for the very first time and the war began.

George did not live to see the victory that finally came. He died of a heart attack at exactly eight o'clock.

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The Build Up To Iran Timeline

Raw Story Investigative Report: The Build Up To Iran Timeline

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"Happy Xmas (War Is Over)" by John Lennon

I know Christmas was a month ago, but this song is still very relevant and powerful no matter what time of year.



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"BOOM!" by System of a Down

Great song and an awesome music video.

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A Public Service Announcement

This a great video explaining the concept of Net Neutrality, and what it means to you.


PublicKnowledge.org

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Round-Up Can Kill Your Pecker Too..

According to work done by distinguished Professor of Zoology Louis J. Guillette Jr., contaminants in the environment will affect penis size and cause other genital abnormalities.

Yikes, put the Round-Up in the trash.

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Pesticides may affect penis size

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Helmet Cam Iraq War

This isn't Counter-Strike.



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Ron Mexico

A tribute to Ron Mexico. He runs like his crotch is on fire.



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National Problematique: North American Nightmare

The Jones Report

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American Gulag?

Scary Stuff.



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License to Kill

"This business will get out of control, and we'll be lucky to live through it."
--Rear Admiral Joshua Painter, USS Enterprise
from "The Hunt for Red October"

Troops Authorized to Kill Iranian Operatives in Iraq

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"Frank Sinatra" by Cake

Have a piece of cake.

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Alex Jones "Why The Globalists Want War With Iran"

Alex Jones "Why The Globalists Want War With Iran" Part 1 of 2


Alex Jones "Why The Globalists Want War With Iran" Part 2 of 2


Learn More:
Infowars
Prison Planet
Jones Report

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Safe Music

This music is safe according to Love God's Way.

We know that it can be difficult to differentiate what is good or bad for your child. With that in mind Love God's Way has created this powerful tool to let you see some bands and entertainment that is safe for your children.

Safe Music:


* The Right Brothers (a roaring lamb!)
* Dresden Dolls
* UnderOath
* Cyndi Lauper
* Falling Up
* Flyleaf
* THE TURNING
* Disciple
* P.O.D
* Evanescence
* By The Tree
* Scott Reed
* Michael W. Smith
* Jars of Clay
* DC Talk
* Danielson

Safe Music

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Love God's Way

A group called "Love God's Way" are worried that music will make you gay. How can a song make you turn gay?

I've listened to some really crappy music, but no matter how bad it was, I've never thought, "Boy, this song makes me want to take it up the ass."

"Not that there's anything wrong with that..."

Isn't God, to borrow the president's line, "the decider?" God is the creator, and if you are gay, then it is reasonable to assume that He made you that way for a reason.

Here is the list. It could be funny, unfortunately, these people are serious.

One of the most dangerous ways homosexuality invades family life is through popular music. Parents should keep careful watch over their children's listening habits, especially in this Internet Age of MP3 piracy.

Bands to watch out for

* The Spores (endorse suicide)
* Scissor Sisters
* Rufus Wainwright
* Merzbau
* Ravi Shankar
* Wilco
* Bjork
* Tech N9ne
* Ghostface Killah
* Bobby Conn
* Morton Subotnik
* Cole Porter
* The String Cheese Incident
* Eagles of Death Metal
* Polyphonic Spree
* The Faint
* Interpol
* Tegan and Sara
* Erasure
* Le Tigre
* The Gossip
* The Magnetic Fields
* The Doors
* Phish
* Queen
* The Strokes
* Sufjan Stevens
* Morrissey(?questionable?)
* The Pet Shop Boys
* Metallica
* Judas Priest
* The Village People
* The Secret Handshake
* The Rolling Stones
* David Bowie
* Frankie Goes to Hollywood
* Man or Astroman
* Richard Cheese
* Jay-Z
* Depeche Mode
* Kansas
* Ani DiFranco
* Fischerspooner
* John Mayer
* Angel Eyes
* The Indigo Girls
* Velvet Underground
* Madonna
* Elton John
* Barry Manilow
* Indigo Girls
* Melissa Etheridge
* Eminmen
* Nirvana
* Boy George*
* The Killers
* Lou Reed
* Lil' Wayne
* Motorhead
* Jill Sobule
* Wilson Phillips
* DMX
* Lisa Loeb
* Ted Nugent (loincloth)
* Dogstar
* Thirty Seconds to Mars
* Lil' Kim
* kd lang
* Frank Sinatra
* Hinder
* Nickleback
* Justus Kohncke
* Bob Mould
* Clay Aiken
* Arcade Fire
* Bright Eyes
* Corinne Bailey Rae
* Audioslave
* Red Hot Chili Peppers
* Panic at the Disco
* Elton John(really gay)



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Love God's Way

There are really bigger things to worry about.

Enjoy the video, Donnie.


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Letting the Propaganda Sink In...

A rock and roll newsreel concerning the Iraq war, independent media and media reform.

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Camping with Dick and Bush

Another great music video. This one features Dead-Eye Dick and President Stupid-Monkey Face delivering his "Bushisms" while camping.

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State of the Union 2007 - Bush Impression

Funny, funny stuff.

James Adomian is back with his fantastic Bush impression and another pre-emptive satirical strike on this year's State of the Union address. And the Democratic response at the end is hilarious!

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(Didn't Know I Was) UnAmerican by Ian Rhett

This is a great music video.

Watch the video here at Ian Rhett's website. Heck, buy a CD or donate some money so he can make another video, if you're so inclined.

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Olbermann Rips FAUX News a New One

Keith Olbermann blasts FAUX News like he is Mark McGwire playing at a tee-ball game.



Start your morning right with Stupid-O's on FAUX and Fiends.

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"I Pity the Fool."

Ron Artest is doing his best Mr. T impression. Good job, Ron.

Insidehoops.com

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Man Hanging from Billboard

My friend got this video of what appears to be a man hanging from a billboard. It is really freaky.

Thanks for the video, Luis.

This is not a re-enactment of the Saddam hanging. It's just a really bad billboard ad for an industrial supply store in San Juan, TX, along Expressway 83.

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The Super Bowl

I commented to several friends last week that I wanted the Indianapolis Colts and the Chicago Bears to make it to the Super Bowl, and have the Bears win it all. I said this not because I had any kind of special insight on the game or teams, but because I am a concerned Dallas Cowboys fan. My reasoning as follows:

No way I wanted the New England Patriots to have the opportunity to win 3 Super Bowls in 4 years, or God forbid, 4 in 6 years.

The New Orleans Saints were the feel good story. They clobbered the Cowboys, and shortly after that, the wheels came off the Cowboys season. No way I wanted the 'aints to win. I enjoyed watching 'Da Bears kick the crap out of the 'aints. True to their name, the Saints "ain't" never made the Super Bowl. Ha-Ha.

So, I'm rooting for Chicago in the Super Bowl. It's not that I care for 'Da Bears, though, I did like the Super Bowl Shuffle when I was a kid(it's pretty bad when I watch it again).

I think it'd be great if Peyton Manning loses. He's on every 5th commercial, and I can't stand it. I'd be awesome if Peyton Manning ended up like Dan "crybaby-supertool" Marino. Great passer, just not a Super Bowl champion.

Regardless of who wins, a February Super Bowl is just WRONG!

On this date in 1984, the most famous Super Bowl commercial of all time aired.

The 60-second spot featured a female athlete running through a dystopian landscape inspired by George Orwell's Nineteen Eighty-Four, to throw a sledgehammer at a TV image of Big Brother, meant, in this case, to represent IBM. It ends with the promise, "On January 24th, Apple Computer will introduce Macintosh. And you'll see why 1984 won't be like 1984."
--Wired News

1984 Apple's Macintosh Commercial

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In Unrelated News...

In my own opinion, President George Bush is fucking nuts. My diagnosis was that he has gone "apeshit." No, I am not a doctor, and as far as I know, my diagnosis is not an actual psychological condition.

I like this definition for "apeshit."

apeshit: to lose all self-control, and in general go fucking crazy

John P. Briggs, MD, and J.P. Briggs II, PhD are experts. The article they wrote on truthout.org is chilling. Read it. (Thanks for the heads up, Jeff.)

Bush and the Psychology of Incompetent Decisions

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The Ministry of Truth

Representative Maurice Hinchey (D-New York) has a great idea. He believes that the current mass media monopolies should be broken up. He has introduced H.R. 3302 (MORA).

"New bill would break up media monopolies & restore fairness doctrine."
--Representative Maurice Hinchey

Currently, the "internets" and it's "series of tubes" is my primary news source because most times, I feel as if I am missing the full story when I watch the major news networks.

Corporate media giants are not content with the monopolization of radio, print and television. The assault on the internet has begun with the questioning of "network neutrality." If they get their way, little websites like mine could relegated to the slow lane on the internet, or be pushed out the exit ramp of the information superhighway.

Read the Rep. Hinchey story here.

If you are unconcerned about the whole mass media monopoly situation, then perhaps you should watch "Orwell Rolls Over in His Grave."



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Sam, I am the Man, McGuffie.

I sent this to some friends a while back, but can't resist posting it here.

This run is unreal.

Sam McGuffie incredible run captured by photog Owen Robins and shown on High School Sports Live with Todd Freed. Airing Saurday, Sunday and Monday Nights at 6 on Channel 55 The Tube in Houston.

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This Kid is SICK.

Austin Southlake Carroll's, Riley Dodge, pukes, throws a touchdown pass, and then pukes again at the Texas State Championship at the Alamodome on December 23 2006. Great pass, kid!


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You Make the Call

Alberto Gonzales thinks that George Washington and Abraham Lincoln would be cool with the fact that he is wiping his ass with the constitution. Come on, how can you believe the George Washington and Abraham Lincoln could have ever imagined or even have conceived th notion of "electronic surveillance?" The argument is absurd. The Attorney General is obviously stupid, insane, drinking the kool-aid, and smoking crack. You make the call.

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Alberto: George Washington loves electronics too

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The Godfather of Soul

James Brown billed himself as "The hardest working man in show business", and I believe it. Sadly, he is still working hard. Twenty-four days after his death, the Godfather of Soul has still not been buried. Let the brother finally rest in peace, bury him.

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Me Gusta la Gasolina

Gasoline is a necessary evil. The Sierra Club has put together a list of the least evil gas companies. Here are the crib notes.

Bottom of the Barrel

* ExxonMobil
* ConocoPhillips

Middle of the Barrel

* Royal Dutch Shell
* Chevron
* Valero Energy Corporation
* Citgo

Top of the Barrel

* BP
* Sunoco

I go with Citgo because I like that crazy bastard, Hugo Chavez, from Venezuela.

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Pick your Poison

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Iran gets army gear in Pentagon sale

What a bunch of retards. Mr. Bush has said that Iran is part of the axis of evil. He has said that if you aid the axis of evil, you are a terrorist. According to Mr. Bush's fucked logic, he is a terrorist by aiding and abetting the axis of evil, so we must "bring him to justice."

Read it here.
http://www.usatoday.com/news/washington/2007-01-16-army-gear_x.htm

Good job with the garage sale, dumbass.

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I Have A Dream

A great man delivers a beautiful, eloquent and extremely powerful speech. Dr. King is a truly great American. According to Rage Against the Machine, Dr. King is a "Renegade of Funk", and I must agree. He had his own philosophy. He changed the course of history.



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F**k Da Eagles

I'm not a fan of either team, but good job 'aints.

Eagles suck

Saints 27
Eagles 24



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Target: Iran

It seems that President Bush's speech on January 10, 2007 was not so much an address on Iraq, but rather, it was an announcement of his intentions to attack Iran.

Item #1

This begins with addressing Iran and Syria. These two regimes are allowing terrorists and insurgents to use their territory to move in and out of Iraq. Iran is providing material support for attacks on American troops. We will disrupt the attacks on our forces. We will interrupt the flow of support from Iran and Syria. And we will seek out and destroy the networks providing advanced weaponry and training to our enemies in Iraq.

We are also taking other steps to bolster the security of Iraq and protect American interests in the Middle East. I recently ordered the deployment of an additional carrier strike group to the region.

We will expand intelligence sharing, and deploy Patriot air defense systems to reassure our friends and allies. We will work with the governments of Turkey and Iraq to help them resolve problems along their border. And we will work with others to prevent Iran from gaining nuclear weapons and dominating the region.

--President Bush, January 10, 2007

Why the hell do our troops need Patriot Missile Systems in Iraq? They don't stop IED's or "insurgents".

Item #2

Jan. 11, 2006 (Toronto Daily News)
Shortly after U.S. President Bush addressed the nation on the increase in military presence in Iraq, U.S. troops raided an Iranian consulate in northern Iraq and detained several people.

Iran's Islamic Republic News Agency reported today that U.S. military entered the Iranian consulate in Irbil and seized computers, documents and other items. The report said six staff members remain in custody.

U.S. officials have not confirmed the consulate raid, but did say that they had taken six people into custody in Irbil during the course of "routine security operations."

The Iranian foreign ministry appealed to the Iraqi government to obtain the release of its personnel.

It is a clear provocation of Iran.

Item #3

On January 5, 2006, Admiral Fallon was named the new Commander of Central Command to replace a General Abizaid. Admiral Fallon has experience in air and naval warfare.

Wait a minute, Iraq doesn't even have access to the sea. On the other hand, Iran does have a navy.

President Bush is hell bent on triggering war with Iran. The man has gone fucking apeshit.

Good luck, folks. We are going to need it.

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US Attacks Iranian consulate in Iraq

" The situation in Iraq is unacceptable to the American people – and it is unacceptable to me. Our troops in Iraq have fought bravely. They have done everything we have asked them to do. Where mistakes have been made, the responsibility rests with me."--President Bush, January 10, 2007

US Attacks Iranian consulate in Iraq

Baghdad, Jan 11 (Prensa Latina)

US soldiers invaded the Iranian consulate in Erbil city, in the northern Iraqi region of Kurdistan, on Thursday, Qatar s Al Jazeera TV channel informed.

According to Al Jazeera, the soldiers detained several people, while other sources affirmed those arrested were five Iranian employees, but did not specify whether they are diplomatic or administrative workers.

Members of the US air and land forces carried out the attack, and the facility was later surrounded by Kurdish militants.

Iran s IRNA official agency explained the attackers disarmed the guards at the facility, entered about 05:00 local time, and confiscated computers and documents.

Teheran s embassy in Baghdad sent a setter to the Iraqi foreign ministry protesting the illegal action. Neither authorities of the autonomous Kurdish region nor the government of Nuri al Maliki officially notified the incident.

Media sources highlighted today this is the first US attack against Iran a few hours after US President George W. Bush linked that country, along with Syria, to terrorism in Iraqi territory.

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Bush and Abramoff have met. Here is the photo.

Photo of President Bush and Jack Abramoff taken at a campaign fundraiser in December 2003.

At a January 26, 2006, press conference, referring to
Abramoff, President Bush said “You know, I, frankly,
don’t even remember having my picture taken with the
guy. I don’t know him.”

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Every Romo Hurts

"It was all that Dan Marino's fault, everyone knows that. If he had held the ball, laces out, like he was supposed to, Ray would never have missed that kick. Dan Marino should die of gonorrhea and rot in hell."
– Mrs. Finkle, mother of the deranged Ray Finkle in Ace Ventura

As a lifelong Dallas Cowboys fan, the only thing I can think of is, "Leon, rest easy brother because 'The Bobble' may eclipse your bonehead plays." Other than that, I really don't know what else to fucking say.



GO COWBOYS!

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The Truth is Out There

So, the truth is out. It wasn't about WMDs, democracy, our thug Saddam, the Iraqi people, or fighting terrorists. It's about "liberating" the Iraqi people of their oil and money.

So, put that in your SUV and smoke it because if you think 1 dead soldier is worth a $2 gallon of gasoline then you've got to be high on something.

Read it for yourself.
Leading article: The oil rush
Iraq poised to end drought for thirsting oil giants
Blood and oil: How the West will profit from Iraq's most precious commodity
Future of Iraq: The spoils of war

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