2/11 – The Old Coots’ Shoot – When Dick Shot Harry
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Every now and then Fat E cooks up a Scenario so sublime, so birdshot-blast-of-obsidian-hilarity in your face that you forgive her for her many other petulant & mulish sins.
2/11 – The Old Coots’ Shoot – When Dick Shot Harry will at least get me through the next decade on ruby slippers of tap-dancing glee. Yippee. (Yes, I am surely glad that old Harry isn’t dead or blind.)
Here’s a guy, Darth Dick, who sends soldiers to death with never a qualm, deals 2000 lb. bombs and white phosphorous and never breaks faith with his sneer. Maybe, oh maybe, the genuine horror he felt when he “saw Harry fall” could conceivably seep into his consciousness – every bombed or tanked or Apache-helicoptered or M16ed death is someone’s Harry, Dick. There’re lives and friendships and families at the other end of that ordnance, Dick. And if blasting shotgun pellets into Harry was “one of the worst days of your life,” maybe you could finally get it why we must love our enemies and turn the other tower. Everyone we’re killing in <?xml:namespace prefix = st1 ns = “urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags” />Iraq is somebody’s Harry, Dick. Think that deeply through.
Note: On December 08, 2003, Dick Cheney shot 70 semi-tame pheasants at the Rolling Rock Game Club in Pennsylvania. I grew up on the Eastern Shore of Maryland before there were any bridges to it. I knew a lot of rich people who hunted. My stepmother tho not rich was an avid hunter. As ghoulish as I found it all, I can assure you I was exposed to enough to know that the idea of slaughtering 70 pheasants in a morning is a bloodthirst so disgusting and sick that this man should be taken to a room with soft walls and put on meds and treated for life. No real hunter I have ever met, however wed to their gun and to blazing away, would ever contemplate such sickness. The typical bag limit is 2-5 birds in a day. 70 is utterly disgusting. I wish I could explain it to you. Not just disgusting to some lily-livered bleeding heart liberal, but sick and disgusting to any proper hunter.
Hearing about the 70 pheasants shocked me like being struck by lightning. Mr. Cheney is a sociopath. No normal person could blast that many birds. It’s seriously sick. We should be afraid. This man’s wiring is deranged.
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4 Lizard . Kan . South . tzol 3 02.20.06 mon
the education-obsessed world begins today with you ..
.. let’s spend the $820,000 per minute Military Budget on education instead