in that 5-4 decision mode in which we are presently stuck --- let the bullets fly! i'm with roger ebert's assessment: "Supreme Court sides with squirrel hunters and drug gangs against cops and innocent bystanders.” --- between the surveillance cameras and the guns and the armed groundhogs (thnx wonkette), is anybody else feeling just a little uneasy about being out in public places anymore?
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6/28/2010 06:26:00 PM
Each of us is all the sums he has not counted: subtract us into nakedness and night again, and you shall see begin in Crete four thousand years ago the love that ended yesterday in Texas.
The seed of our destruction will blossom in the desert, the alexin of our cure grows by a mountain rock, and our lives are haunted by a Georgia slattern, because a London cutpurse went unhung. Each moment is the fruit of forty thousand years. The minute-winning days, like flies, buzz home to death, and every moment is a window on all time.
john northbrooke, c. 1570
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