Breast Cancer Reduction Act

Breast Cancer Reduction Act!
Remember when the Paper-Work Reduction Act made its debut? It was an act in-acted upon by Congress in efforts to cut down on paperwork. The question, did it work? See, following the act’s ribbon cutting ceremony, it seems government procurement went budget crazy buying printers. But that may have been OK, as paper is recyclable. What’s that? Oh, there was also a worker reduction act put in place at the same time in efforts to boost the congressional pay, so there isn’t anybody available to manage the recycling efforts. Can you imagine being in a position to give yourself a pay raise? So, as far as P-WRA, it didn’t do anything for nobody – except make toner cartridge distributors handsomely well-off. Yes soirée, just throw that damn black crap right into the landfills. And landfills are getting ready to infiltrate, with “trash gas” electrical generation. Think about it. Is all that garbage and crap breaking down to “methane” only? Anyway, I have taken it onto my own to declare a “bin” reduction act - or BRA - in efforts to streamline the delays when checking in at an airport. Look at it this way. Congress is out to lunch. The presidency is out to lunch. So somebody must look after my own good. Anyway, it means only one bin to escort one’s belongings along. So the motto can be “one bin, no sin”. So the other day I held my own trial debut. There would be no “bin” for the shoes. And no “bin” for the small carry-on pack I usually travel with. In the end, it meant only one “bin” for the laptop. Now I just happened to get stuck in a “Homeland” line that for some reason or another was built and designed by one of those monkeys under quarantine down at the National Institute of Health. Really, there was this damn building “I” beam right in the critical path, where you have to direct your own bags into the “tunnel of Hell”. And it was like a mini detour for cattle under siege! Confusion is what they like and nowadays the TSA can’t help move the goods along, something to do with liability laziness. And please by all means remember this tidbit. Don’t look entertained when in line, as the “Face Lift Behavioral Specialists” are watching your every smile. According to TSA briefings, the general public should behave like cattle being rounded up for slaughter. What gets me is this. I don’t smoke. And I don’t care if others smoke, but why in hell do these idiots have to smoke right at the door exits? And the other day, at this same airport I was trying out the “bin” idea, travelers were outnumbered at least 3 to 1 by the proud men and women in uniform. So it looked like a TSA smokers’ convention. No wonder health insurance is skyrocketing. Anyway, I finally succeeded in getting my sneakers, carry-on and laptop onto the gismo conveyor belt that shoots rejected suspected terrorist stuff back at innocent travelers like it is a Raptor missile engagement tryout. I saw one guy get his hand caught between “bins” during the reject act. He required medical attention. So I finally get through the maze of amusement, only to find my right foot’s sneaker “gone” astray. Maybe that is what caused the burning rubber smell! And when I tried to explain this to the agents, I was verbally prodded to move along. With that, I insisted on making a mini-scene, until out of nowhere two big bouncers quickly moved into arrest the commotion. I knew it was time to move on. You don’t mess with the TSA bouncers. Did you see that photo op when they made that poor young mom pick up a dropped then broken nursing bottle? They must import these goons from the Russian Gulag. So I was now walking through the airport lopsided. And I had to pee. And it was past noon, so urinals at the airports are on overflow. I was pissed, until I caught a glimpse of Katie Couric advertising herself in efforts to fight cancer. Really, she is the cover-girl for breast cancer check-ups. It is still a major atrocity right here in America. What a smile of life she portrays. Plus, she is a good looking babe! So it calmed my nerves. Then the thought came upon me that maybe I could get on the plane early, as I now had a handicap – being lopsided. Hey, how come everybody needing extra time to board a plane these days accounts for about 80% of the plane’s capacity? Because people cheat! So I thought I could play the same game. But that was a short lived possibility, as I was traveling on SWA, wherein seating assignment is replaced by chaos. Wow, it worked – the missing shoe routine – as I was able to recover a window seat. I would say that the boarding agents felt sorry for the one-shoed lopsided guy. It was good until Fred Flintstone and Barney Rubble showed up to each take an entire seat plus an extra third to fit their fat asses upon. I am getting perturbed spending money for a seat and getting ripped off by only getting to use a portion of it. The airlines should have a rebate system. And Fred kept stepping on my shoeless foot, thinking that “myspace” was his floor space. People are truly rude when traveling. I had about enough room to read maybe a quarter length of the newspaper that was stuffed in the puke bag holding compartment. What is that stuff dripping off the paper? It smells like puke. Talk about puke, why in hell is Laura visiting Dubai in efforts to educate woman about cancer? Hey, idiot, what about the problem right here at home? See, if her idiot husband wasn’t spending all this money on some ridiculous war, maybe there would be more smiling woman around, just like Katie. But no, as many smiles are short-circuited by the bad news, which means get used to having a boob removed and then the loss of hair. It is such an atrocity, and Laura is out campaigning oversees. When right here and now my wife is going through the grieving process because “another” good friend has been given the bad news. Actually, the picture of Laura away from her castle – a.k.a. White House – was one for the record books of “OOPS”. And did you get a look at how uncomfortable Laura was when sitting there amongst ladies of a different culture? It was interesting, as all the ladies were so close that their bodies were touching, but Laura was sitting their like she was amongst lepers. See, these women had cancer! Yet, Laura had her legs crossed and had space. It was that body language thing saying she was pissed. Bottom line, it has been known for years that the number one possible breast cancer “seed” is that caused from “aluminum”. It is in body deodorant. That is where the lymph nodes can digest the metal. Hey, it has been known for eons that “heavy metals” when absorbed into the human dietary tract can over time cause everything to fail. Like the liver and kidneys. So, would a “light weight” metal be of any difference? And we get an extra boost of the “enlightening metal” from drinking out of aluminum cans - it is called the etching process. Hey, when I was a kid, we used soda to clean the metal spokes of our bicycles. Now when that stuff stays contained in a can on a shelf, you don’t think some kind of reduction reaction is taking place? Anyway, to see that mediocre advances in breast cancer have kept this debilitating disease on the forefront of the American female killing fields, it doesn’t sit so well. When at the same time we can spend billions for mediocre democracy infiltration. Maybe we need some new acts of contrition. But like mentioned beforehand, don’t expect anything tangible or concrete from Washington. It is called the “lame” decease. They are all out to lunch. And Laura, well she needs to get a life, and focus her efforts on extending life right here in this country instead of taking her stuck-up snobbish royalty attitude over to some rich oil country – where she can’t even feel comfortable amongst the “people”. She could go on the warpath against the big aluminum magnates. But that would mean siding with the democrats, and then she may also be in competition with Katie, and she doesn’t have the willpower or gusto to ever come close to competing with a real lady. Jealousy, a pretty lousy sin isn’t it? So Laura, your husband has squandered away a bunch of resources that could have cured this dreaded disease, or at least placed it on the endangered list. But no, his majesty thought that invading another country was more important. More important then “41,000” Katie Couric like smiles! So in a nutshell Laura, in 2006 your husband spent $200-billion to fund his stupid war. All total for that same year, only $2-billion was spent on breast cancer research. It is estimated that 35,000 people were killed in Iraq during the 2006 time-frame. On a comparison basis, 41,000 AMERICAN women died, because there is yet a cure for breast cancer. War, is it more important then a women’s smile? Breast Cancer Reduction Act, what a concept!

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Just Shut Up!

Just Shut Up!
What is up with the referee that monitors the “just answer thy question” time allotment during these presidential wannabe debates? Oh, they are employed by FOX, so IQ missing is a prerequisite as the time keeper. And just how many debates are necessary? Instead of debates, how about a psychological evaluation test, sometimes called a “fit for duty” test. See, an employer cannot demand its employees to subject themselves to the “psycho” possibility, as it is against the law. Because psychoanalysis is based on “to lie or not to lie”, so it approaches a polygraph indictment. Remember, they tried it on Abe, with the cherry tree. Yet the “fit” test is allowed. But it is in disguise just that, a “psycho” test evaluator by a different name. So if the common worker is not immune from such persecution, I say let the candidates meet their match maker. That is all a psychologist is in reality, somebody that tries to match a politician’s behavior with some sense of ethics. It never passes the muster, as politicians are prone to a behavioral trait in line with that of Charles Manson – Helter Skelter relief! I feel sorry for some of these republicans that run on “gotta beat the bitch” agenda. Hillary I am talking about. If for one iota you don’t think that each and every GOP wannabe when behind closed doors doesn’t refer to her goddess as the you know what, you also are IQ lacking. Guys running for the top dog position must cringe when running against the opposite sex. See for guys, just like a male dog that has to lift, it becomes a balancing act. Whereas with female dogs, it means the squat upon you, which by right is never unbalanced. Actually, I would like to see Barb Bush run for the presidency. Talk about marking territory! We had the same thing make for laughter up here in Alaska, during the last gubernatorial debates, for governor. Frank the incumbent thought he had the re-election in the bag, as “Big Oil” had him by the “you know what it hurts”. Then the “Sad eyed lady of the low land” came along. Sara, “So easy to look at, so hard to define” unseated the saggy baggy elephant man. In reality, Frank lost the seat because his wife was always complaining that the bathrooms in private jets were just too damn small. That is when the voters realized we didn’t have a governor but a golfer. Maybe more like a gopher, with respect to “Big Oil”, has he designed enough escape away from taxation loopholes in the state’s oil and gas tax reform that it looks just like the old “Hippie Homestead Act” - claim it and it’s all yours. Hey, wasn’t Frank interviewed by the FBI? Oh, it was a wire tap. Get this. The FBI has hot-wired about a dozen Alaska state senators and also this state’s congressional delegates, Senator Ted and Congressman Don. It was all made possible by the “Patriot Act”. The same controversial act that the jerks voted on! They got caught in their own web! So anyway, it seems as though the wannabe make believers - GOP presidential prospects - take pleasure in making fun of Woodstock. Now anybody that fails to see the importance of this historic gathering, it scares me. One may not be all accepting to a free and open society, but this event was the greatest exercise of our 1st Amendment Right! Why? Because it involved the masses. So with due respect to those potentials that ridicule this out on the farm and field exercise in love, libido and the pursuit of sex, I would rather cast my vote for a slug. In fact during a most recent debacle debate, Madman McCain said something to the effect that funding for a Woodstock museum was preposterous, something Hillary voted for. I bet if somebody approached John with an interest to build a hostage museum, he would be applying the secret pork formula for his own statue. OK John, you were held hostage by the enemy during the Vietnam War, we were also held hostage back here in America - by corrupt politicians who gave us lie after lie after lie about the war efforts. As a matter of fact, we are held hostage again, and you are part of that corrupt political machine that continues to lie and cheat, with respect to what is really going on in Afghanistan and Iraq. So McCain, shut up about being tied up! These misfit candidates even have the audacity to make fun of Aerosmith concerts. Hey guys, this is AMERICA! To top a most recent debate off, there came a barrage of commingled comments like all the “Old Hippies” would appreciate an American Health Plan, because they would love the free drugs. Look idiots, we don’t need Viagra! And what is with that background laughing from the audience? It sounds so fake like prompted. Oh, that’s because Sean Hannity is acting like an IQ missing cheer leader, egging on the imposter American audience. Now here is a guy that I feel really sorry about. He is an insult to the Irish. Now just the other day, I was watching a Woodstock review. Those were such good old days. It was an exercise in the Constitution’s basic and dedicated principles. Maybe that is what is wrong with the republican presidential candidates, constipation. McCain always looks stuck up. Romney, well? And what is with this Fred Thompson make believe in reality a weirdo? Anyway, during such debates a question is asked. It is the same set of questions that have been asked for the last 10 elections. Like I mentioned beforehand, Congressional constipation! Then the EDFM – Explosive Diarrhea From Mouth – begins to compete with the clock. Ding, these idiots keep rambling on and on and on. See, I am not going to vote for an idiot that doesn’t understand and follow Simple Simon rules and regulations. Then again, maybe they are deaf, possibly selective hearing and will never hear a mom crying over her dead son’s military casket returning home. What we need at these debates is one of those Catholic nuns, with that metal edged ruler. Hey, out of time and out of line? Whack! So it goes to show one thing in common, that psycho evaluations should be a requirement, not just a consideration. Now the same thing happens during the Democracy debates. Exception, John Kucinich. This guy is pretty cool and campaigning on a peace and justice agenda. Much better then a “please no justice” campaign! So American voter, the test before us is not a complicated choice. We just need honesty and simplicity back as the agenda. The presidency has been tarnished, not by George, as he was just a puppet for the likes of Don “I like to shake Saddam’s hand” Rumsfeld, Dick “Dead Heart Beat” Cheney, Paul “Pre-emptive Strike I Like” Wolforitz and PNAC’s putrid punks. Cheney is the holdout of the PNAC leftist gorillas that believe that you cannot give peace a chance or “Imagine” that “war is over if you want it”. Anyway, I cast my presidential vote to Arnold. See, he has figured out a way to bring the troops home. His state is on fire, again. So he is calling off the National Guard troops assigned to watch the border. With that, the gap in Michael “Not My Shirt-off to Katrina Refugees” Chertoff’s coverage will guarantee that troop deployment is in the works. Why? The border is a more volatile subject then the war itself, especially for the presidential debates. Hey, what a concept I just thought about. America is a republic, right? And we live in a democracy, right again. So why is it that such entities like the GOP and DNC can claim ownership of the popular parties and time after time garnish away the popular and unpopular vote - when both parties are in contempt of corrupting this once great country and society? How about a name recognition change? For the Republicans, the “Constipated” and for the Democrats, “Runs”, and while we are at it, “Hemorrhoids” should suffice for the PNAC and for the independents, Woody! Now getting back to Woodstock and Alaska’s Hippie Homestead Act and also reminiscing when it was legal to grow and smoke marijuana in the 49er. Honestly, I feel sorry for a politician that never let loose and had a hit. And for a wannabe politician to use the debate forum to make laughter at something of national interest, like Woodstock, herein laughter is not the best medicine. We indeed need a national health plan, so constipational agendas can be challenged. And for the true “freedom” generation, maybe a good hit, of fresh air and more!

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Cesspool Runith Over

Cesspool Runith Over
I like to travel outside of Alaska, as it is interesting to witness “other” Americans practicing vigilante like dedication in efforts to uphold law and order. And recently I read where some concerned citizens had turned in their neighbors - for wasting water. There is a drought in the south land! And then there came the story about the off-duty policeman who called the on-duty men and women in uniform, because a neighbor was shouting out profanities, which is a misdemeanor in some states. Really, the arrest came about from what was considered a “public nuisance”, for disturbing the peace when this lady’s toilet overflowed! Now I heard it went “plugged” from a dump that held an image of John Thune. Called a “pareidolia”, for an image in natural phenomena. Like the “Nun Bun”, or “Jesus Tortilla” or the “Pope Tart”. What is with this guy Thune? Talk about an imposter. See, I take pleasure in ridiculing “other” states’ senators and congressmen when I travel, following that sentiment that it goes with the territory. Hey, Mark Twain made me do it! Honestly, it became a habit while living in the 49er, as political corruption is rampart up Alaska way - to the point it is allowing the rewriting of the book on “How To Screw the American Citizen’s Vote”. A majority of Alaska’s representatives are under surveillance by the FBI, for corruption. In fact, Alaska’s political clout has its very own club, called the “Corrupt Bastards”. Just like the Skull’n Bones, with hats, shirts and jackets with the logo, “CBC”. Rumor has it that Geronimo’s skull, in possession by John Kerry’s and George Bush’s own corrupt club - the Skulls - it will soon get another prized piece, Dick Cheney’s “dick”. So I pick on Mr. Thune based on the fact that he is probably on the same senate page as Ted Stevens with respect to views and opinions. I believe that page reads, “Intentionally Left Blank”. Talk about being watched, Ted’s house was raided by the FBI and IRS! Anyway my victim John was having a one-on-one with some news’ hour pundit and spun it all out of control. You could see it in his smirk that he knew too much on the subject of “WWIII, George’s Invasion of Iran”. Wait a darn minute, didn’t we arm Iran? Why is it that our representatives hide things of “national security” from us? It is our security, so we should know just what the hell they are up too behind closed doors. Most likely the secrecy and “All Americans Left Behind” is based on the fact that if the plan fails, there is no one to place blame upon. Politicians have made it clear and convincing that responsibility is somebody else’s responsibility. Matter of fact during Thune’s interview, he looked and acted like Castor Troy. From “Face Off”. In fact, it looked as if Thune’s face was authentic but it was suspect that it was Rick Santorum behind that “smirk”. Wow, cloning or face swapping, it is scary. There’s another political gem, Rick Santorum. There must be a lot of tired politicians, as there is no way in hell they can sleep peacefully at night, not when kids are dying in Afghanistan and in Iraq and in America. Really, since the opium harvest is back up and running wild in Afghanistan – it was banned before our occupation – drug related deaths and rapes are skyrocketing, especially in Alaska. Warning to tourists heading to the “Corrupt Bastards” state, bring a gun! So it makes me sick when guys like Thune even hint that Iran is in the crosshairs. Our ways and means seems to now follow that “Richie Rich” kid syndrome, wherein nothing is ever done for the good, but for selfish pity and selfish greed. Talk about a water shortage. I recently spoke with an individual “troop” who just finished his duty to keep secret the rest of the story. He mentioned that one of the biggest logistics problems in Afghanistan and Iraq is getting bottled water to the bases, sub-bases, and everywhere else the troops maintain vigilance. That puzzled me, as working at an Air Force facility in Anchorage I did gain an understanding that our military machine is always prepared. See, the battalion engineers knew that someday we may be engaged in warfare, in the desert. So they designed and built portable potable water purifying equipment. And they can set a well deep down in no time flat, anywhere in the world. Water is readily available, as a first priority just like a landing strip. So getting water for the troops was considered a done deal wherever George thought it was necessary to exercise Barbaricracy. But that wasn’t good enough in today’s theater, as water can make money. And get this, further research found that the war has become nothing more then a “whore like” money Now granted the troops need to be refreshed. But it goes to show that the multi-country war has become just a money maker, not just for the HailBurtons! What is with all these living lying commercials paid for by the “Big Oil” companies? It is scary, as “Big Oil” doesn’t give a rat’s ass about how they screw us more and more, not only at the gas pump, but what is up with the price of cereal? Please sing along, “From the farmlands, to the store shelves, with a price tag full of greed.” Anyway, oil today is running at $90 dollars. This country is running on empty. Ethics I am talking about. Without ethics, politicians don’t have to give a dam about nothing, except selfishness. They don’t even give a damn about our kids getting blown to smithereens. I was at the National Institute of Health not too long ago. Right across the street from the Bethesda Navel Hospital. It was jammed packed, with medical personnel here, there and everywhere. At the hotel just down from the hospital frequented by Navy men and women, I couldn’t help but to eavesdrop on nurses and doctors engrossed with disgusting talk over the injured kids. How many legs and arms have been lost? Try wiping your ass without the help of your arms, it means no hands! Then maybe the point of contention will sink in. So I make a proposition. Even though Constitutional term limits does indeed restrict Bush’s terms of endangerment, he should be kept in office until such time he fixes his own mess. Just cancel the 08 “Capathon” that has placed Hillary and Bama center stage. Hey, the cesspool is full. And maybe George will enjoy his detention to the point that he will engage and listen to Colin Powell, and an exit strategy will help our kids find their way home. Then at least Bush would have one thing that no other president can claim privilege upon, the longest yard! Detention, what a concept for all the “Corrupt Bastards”. Actually, how about a cesspool dunking, with proceeds going to charity to retrieve something of sacred importance! Now answer me this. Does that Skull and Bones club down Yale way really have “Geronimo’s” head on ice? How sick. It needs to be returned to its rightful owner, just like Afghanistan and Iraq and AMERICA.

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Fishing Pole TAX

Fishing Pole TAX
It is a well established fact that gangs of “real” Americans and a few Alaskans have taken a fancy to pick on Congressman Don “Billy Goat” Young, but maybe it is time to give this guy a break. See, he must be slick. Now this personal opinion has nothing to do with that “sealed” appropriations bill that sat on his desk yet “mysteriously” was tweaked to include an “unasked for” $10-million dollar gift. For those not in the know, it was money for a Coconut Grove. Except, coconuts don’t grow where the landscape has been turned into the back 9! And such an alteration could have been caused by an office “ghost” as the Rayburn HOB complex where Don hangs out is very close to “KY Jelly” Street where Don also hangs out. Talk about “slick”! This now famous street is supposedly where disenfranchising the voters through redistricting came to be. Some guy named Tom Delay was the culprit behind this “Ban the Constitution” for everybody but “I” crap. For some reason or another, whenever I get writing about Don, Tom enters the picture, like they have something in common commotion. Anyway, such a slickness sickness can do better then that – better then Don’s almost best “Nowhere” bridges and “Nutcase” follies I am talking about. So why in hell would a House Bill contain a secret “tax” on fishing poles? H.R.3 – the Safe, Accountable, Flexible and Efficient Transportation Equity Act – contains a damn fishing pole tax! I would guess to help pay for crap, like bridges to Nowhere and a coconut grove! Hey, Alaska got the “bridge” money regardless of what every sane American thinks, believe me. That is why Bill “Nose Bleed” Sheffield hosted the Don Young and Bill Allen “Pork the Hard Working Americans” snob bash this year. Bill “Nose Bleed” is the Port Director and most likely has an interest in the Bridge Authority. But before the first bridge to nowhere is erected, we Alaskans are all waiting patiently for the Navy to deliver the “high-speed” amphibious assault passenger ferry. A ridiculous gift, from the Billy Goat. Did you know that the Anchorage Swat Team was put on alert for Don’s pig sty event? The powers-to-be thought that maybe things were to get a little out of hand, in light of all the corruption attention here in Alaska. And then Don had the audacity to send the leftovers down to the Town Square, so the peasants could feast. But only after the grub was heated up on a “VECO” grill! Maybe it is a sickness over slickness. Anyway, Sec.5213 of H.R.3 allows Don to collect an excise tax on sport fishing poles in the amount of 10% on the retail value. And this is no joke. This is how our representatives screw us from the left to the right and topside to bottoms up. Basically, in every “bend over” position they can think of, then some. Once elected, they take up residence in some far away place and have one and only one agenda and priority, screw Americans more and some more. That is why “Term Limits” is a long overdue action of importance. One cannot get so cozy with the system, as it has for eons lead to shenanigans which leads to corruption with only one way out, more corruption. And John Law is now paying attention. Finally, maybe we will get some of our money’s worth with the corruption probes going on here in Alaska. Now nobody in their right mind notices crap like a “fishing pole tax”, as it is buried deep down in the annals of cesspool sleazebag legislation. I would bet that there is also a tax on toothbrushes somewhere in the orifice legislation. Hey, don’t believe me, just try to understand your phone bill. It is all a ways and means to collect more money for scoundrel favoritism. It is in no way shape or form a legitimate “Taxation” as outlined by the forefathers of this country. But like mentioned before, the “Constitution” has been crapped upon by Don and company. Congress needs a Roto-Rooter job. Our system of legislation has become a backed-up cesspool of crap on top of crap. I learned to use the “crap” word from my U.K. friends. Talk about “slick”. That is what “phthalates” are all about. It is an additive in plastics, to make it slick and flexible. It is found in nipples and baby tooth soothing rings and yes, dildos. It is also known to cause cancer, liver disease and reproductive defects. But everybody was wrong with this adverse health assessment, as one lonely university here in America said it wasn’t a problem. I wonder who paid for that research? Anyway, even though it was not really safe, legislation was introduced into the House and Senate to amend the Child, Worker, Consumer Safe Chemicals Act. Now get this, it was to empower the EPA to police the levels of this “phthalate” crap in kids toys. The EPA, held responsible to look after our health? Not during Bush’s terms of endangerment! But nothing ever came to be in efforts to protect our little kids. Now get this. All proposed Congressional bills must get either a yay or nay within two years or it is cleared from the books! It disappears, for good. So that is why our representatives go into hiding. No roll call, no voting and no bill. In this case, one that was supposed to protect our babies. Dysfunctional? There comes a point in time wherein we must take matters into our own hands. I hope we start seeing more and more of “vigilante” type uproars. And plastic containing this pathetic “phthalates” from the Wal-Mart subsidized China is causing uproar in California. The Terminator is about to “terminate”. Really, Arnold is taking matters upon himself to do what our corrupt leadership has failed or refused to do – protect our kids. Hey, we need to protect these kids as they need to grow up healthy in efforts to continue fighting the Iraq blunder! It is now estimated that the earliest troop retreat date from that theater is 2037. Anyway, for the “Beach Boy” state, this is a mini-coup secession. Great I say. I always wondered what conditions allow states’ rights to supersede that of the Fed.’s? See, here in Alaska we enjoy our very own “Constitution”. It is my belief that the 49th state is jurisdictional above and beyond the crap that comes out of Washington – especially when Don gets attacked by a “rabid skunk”. Maybe California should secede from the Union. So should Alaska. So should….See, the House and Senate has become so corrupt, it has no retreat. Just like the Iraq War, no exit strategy. So by succession, there will no longer be a need for representation outside the local governance. So people can once again gain control of destiny. Wouldn’t that confuse the terrorists, if all of a sudden targets were no longer targets of interest? It is the “government” that the terrorists want to destroy, not the middle class here in America. Our own government is doing a good job of destroying the latter on its own, so the terrorists just sit back and laugh. Why isn’t there one damn Senate or House member speaking up when oil is now at $87.43 a barrel? See, the political system has become constipated. It also suffers from ED, both explosive diarrhea and erectile dysfunction. I believe feminism itch is also part of the problem. So the choice Americans have is simple. Pill the ailment away - which is just a temporary reprieve - or get rid of the disease altogether. The latter is the only way forward. And that is where secession plays an important role in righting this wrong way dead-end political “heroin” addiction that has corrupted the Union’s Constitution. Secession, wow, what a word, what a concept, hopefully someday soon a reality. Go get them Arnold! Arnold, rings a bell. That’s right, Benedict Arnold. Seems all of our Congressional bandits have taken a lesson from Mr. Benedict. It is called “TRAITOR”! Secession, our only hope.

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American Pie

American Pie
Crap! Work duty is sending me to the lower 48. And to travel from Alaska, it means a disruption in sleep. So I am going to miss the “Greatest Show on Earth”. As Senator Ted “Under Investigation” Stevens is going to be the focal point of the Katie Couric anchor show. Now there is a neat woman! I don’t watch the morning show anymore, not unless Bruce is singing a protest song. Wow, 58 and coming out, against the “WAR”. Where the hell is Joan and Bob and… And our Ted is getting a little celebrity notoriety, while making a show here in Alaska - right this very week. But he wasn’t seen hanging around in Girdwood. Wonder why? He was here on a fact finding mission. What he found was this. It is easy to blame shenanigan irresponsibility on others. First found fact, Alaska oil production is down. Maybe because British Petroleum can’t keep the fire breathing dragon away! Second found fact, the Valdez Glacier has only retreated some 30-yards since he last visited this historical gold rush, earthquake, oil drilled, oil spilled town back in the 50’s. Damn, seems like the glacier in his own backyard down there in Portage is gone for good, something like a 7-mile retreat in 4-years time. But good for him insisting that we have to pay attention to “global warming” as this phenomenon is approaching its 100-year old birthday! Really, according to Ted, this thing has been a problem for a lot longer then he has been a sitting “duck” senator. Sounds more like “Global Moaning”. MoanaLisa, MoanaLisa, a vieille mule, frein dore. Interpretation: Unknown. And didn’t Al just win the Nobel Peace prize, for his addiction to the warming trends? Had it been around for as long as Ted would like most of us to believe, somebody would have already claimed the “prize”. Just what Gore needs, more money! Talk about patriotism. If the “other” party does one iota of disrespect with respect to the men and women in uniform – like messing with the “military budget” – a kamikaze like attack commences. Most likely funded by Boeing and Lockheed and Blackwater Jack. Wasn’t there a song about Blackwater Jack, by Carole King? “Blackwater Jack he bought a shotgun. Cause he was in the mood for a little confrontation…And on the whole, it was a very good year for the undertaker”. You never hear the military commanders go frustrated over funding shortfalls, as in the end when all the wasted spending goes drywall - similar to AWOL - the troops would still hit the trenches, even if they were out of ammunition. Hey, they still have a brave-heart and a bayonet. Anyway, I have to get to the airport. My wife wanted to drive me, but I chose to take a 222-2222. I need the language practice. That’s what so great about America, such an ethnic cornucopia. With that in mind, best place to practice language skills comes by spending time in the backseat of a cab. Now in my line of business, respect was afforded those with that so-called photographic memory. Cab drivers must be in that same category. Every city I visit, yet have I seen a cabby take out a map. Never once witnessed a cab driver getting lost! And city emergency response managers should include cabbies during evacuation planning, as these guys know more about the ins and outs then the weather man knows about which way the wind might blow. Now, it wasn’t due the fact that the weather was bad - the cab ride - just that it was early morning time. The latter makes it unsafe for ladies to be out and about alone. Guys get a little break from the lunatic street sleaze. Anchorage is the “crime spree” capital and the scale of criminal activity has upset the balance. In fact, it has tilted the scale. Even Morocco enjoys safer streets for its inhabitants. And some say that is where the terrorist hideout! Actually, it is where the French hangout. So now I have to be on my best behavior as the TSA has the “Behavioral Facial Expression Experts” on duty. Remember the posters that were found here, there and everywhere wherein it was stated that “God is Watching You”? We need it back, accept it should now read, “TSA is Watching You”. I wanted to tell that young girl she was being watched, by a bunch of sexually deprived ancient men – all decked out in those “blue” uniforms of importance. See, she was bending over during the shoe removal processing and her “thong” started to second as a bra strap. Soon it was to hell with the X-ray and eyes all around were lowered to half mast attention. Really, I think out of boredom the TSA has invented this secret “hand” signaling. Hey, the guys in prison do it. Soon Tom will be learning it. Was there really a Tom Anderson rally at the Ann Stevens building in downtown Anchorage? Who owns that property? Anyway, grasping the coveted prison hand gestures code is good for Tom, as it gives a heads-up learning experience wherein this cry-baby felon can share his expertise with Pete and Vic and Ben and….Can’t I not even laugh? This TSA guy thought I wasn’t acting like a cow, so he started asking stupid questions. Wow, made it through once again on best behavior. I wonder if one can wear a mask through the homeland gates? It is getting close to Halloween, so why not. I have this fake Don Young mask that would be a gas to try out! Hey, there is commotion at the Gate C8 podium! It looks like Ted in the raw. And with the temper tantrum, it must be our beloved senator who likes keeping company with the FBI and IRS. False alarm, but it could be a “Ted” mask. Damn, the airlines have succeeded in obeseifying a 757. I bet cattle travel in better conditions then this. And here is what gets me. I was a “Good Samaritan Passenger” for the young lady sitting by the window, with a 16-month old miniature Ted – “mini-Hulk”! As I was allowing the use of my table tray for her depository, which consisted of all kinds of crap. Is that a used diaper? Soon it was table top on overload! But there was not a flight attendant to be found and it was a 5-hour flight! And when they must do the duty, they run the isles like there is no tomorrow, like they do not want to mingle with the animals. If this plane goes bump, there is going to be shrapnel gone wild, just from 37B. I have an idea to enhance travel. Take that “Flight Attendant” call button, the one that arouses everybody’s attention like a terrorist is asking for directions, it should become a different kind of button - like a trash pickup icon. Maybe a decal of “Oscar the Grouch”. What I get a kick out of is when you get to your destination about 20-minutes early. The pilot comes on like this is a major accomplishment. Wow, then the bad news, as the arrival gate is already booked up with an outgoing flight, so just stay patient and you will arrive on time, not early, not late, but as planned. So you have to camp out for what seems like an eternity. And everybody races for the hidden “cell”. What the hell did we do to get along when cell-phones were something that only prisoners were aware of? I had a $35.00 glass of wine on my way to the Spirit city. See, I had this airline voucher from a previous flight that was cancelled because the flight crew complained about a foul odor on board. So I splurged on the final leg of this trip and used it on a 1st class upgrade. The wine was supposed to be free, but I was a little confused to what warranted the high price for the upgrade. Oh, a normal sized seat! I am running for any of the political offices that will soon be vacated as the Alaska FBI raid continues. My platform will be new and exciting. As far as the airlines, all planes will be government issue, one class only with seats that fit the obese so I don’t get stuck paying full price for a 2/3rd’s size seat. It will cost you though, with 50% of your income going to Uncle Sam. But traveling will decrease by the same. Finally, an arrival gate in sight. Hey, the shoe shine guy has a framed picture of Missouri’s elected officials. Alaska’s representatives are soon to be framed. And get this, when I went to relive myself, I noticed there is a framed picture of Larry Craig in the airport’s outhouse John. I noticed it because it is late at night and construction crews were installing this heavy mesh like screen so “no more footsies”. It confuses me these days, the way we fix problems! Back to Anchorage. The construction crews are real busy here at the Ted Stevens International Pirate ship. See, they are preparing another area for a wildlife display. It will be dedicated to the Katmai “pet” bears that are being gunned down as they no longer have a fear of humans. Really, somebody in their wisdom decided it was time to allow big name big game hunters to shoot Yogi and company. And these bears have names, so this new display will be the mounted bears, names and all. Hey, you won’t be able to photo shoot the live bears any longer, so the stuffed ones at the airport will have to do. Anyway, I guess Ted blamed every body and his brother over the fact that “global warming” is causing the coast of Alaska to float away to Russia. Sounds more like “global moaning”. He had a temper tantrum because “no one asked” for money to help rescue the erosion problem. See, we went spoiled in this state, as things just showed up and “no one” was ever required to ask for help in the first place. You won’t find a single Alaskan that asked for those “Bridges to Nowhere”. Or a single sane Alaskan that asked for that road money for Coconut Grove. Anyway, over time we became complacent, and learned that we didn’t have to ask for things. And this erosion thing affecting Alaska’s coast because the ice pack has disappeared, every 3rd grade student knows it’s a problem. To say you are appalled that nobody has asked for money, what a cop-out! Ted, if you didn’t know about this problem, you have no business representing “people”, try cattle instead. Maybe that is what happens once you win that seat and head so far away, you loose touch of what is really happening in this state. Anyway, it is sad when you try to blame innocent true grit Americans. And answer me this. How come you knew all about the “erosion” on the banks of the Kenai River? Wherein you sent millions to a buddy, who never asked for it. Don’t you think that the money could have been put to better use, like saving a villager’s home? Instead of pacifying Boeing executives and Blackwater Jack creeps who would descend upon this sacred river each and every year, for that “Crap Classic” you would sponsor. Bottom line, instead of the blame game, lets have a sane game, where we all get on the same page and get things in our own backyard’s fixed. But when one looks at New Orleans and the convincing evidence that we build to destroy, what can one expect? What really irks me is the sad fact that you Ted, continues to support a war, when that money should be exhausted right here on our own soil. It is “my” money that you throw away. Pushing democracy on another country when at the same time our coastline is disappearing, it goes to show that this country has its priorities “tilted”. And without due respect, that was supposed to be your job, what we paid so dearly for and will probably pay more fines for a long, long time to come. By, by Miss American Pie! No lie.

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Alaskan Poet Fellow

Office of the Publisher 10 October, 2007
Poetry Division
London, U.K.

Dear S. Pam MaGee, Nom de Plume,
Recently, I was discussing the appointment of this year's Poet Fellows with various editors, colleagues, and publishers. The Poet Fellowship is an elite group of international writers who share a common passion for writing. In recent years, the number of Poet Fellows has grown with members from all over the world. It started in London and then quickly spread to New York, Paris, and Venice . . . and now its members literally circle the globe. It is with great enthusiasm that I am officially inviting you to join this legendary group as a Poet Fellow. This is a marvelous opportunity for you to finally join the upper echelon of poets and writers.

Freedom of the Pen

by S. Pam MaGee, Nom de Plume

What defines Freedom?

Answer not mine.

Then what warrants Freedom?

Merely life shall suffice!

Yet I have life.

But this Freedom?

Is yet to bring.

When even though I hear someone sing.

“Let Freedom ring”.

So my dreams fulfill Freedom missing.

But such it merely that,

Only this dream!

Yet with pen in hand,

This Freedom does bring that ring!

Alas, be it the only Freedom won.

Is that of this pen and written upon.

Freedom not denied,

But Freedom defined!

My 1st Amendment Right,

Is that right to life.

Let Freedom ring,

I now can sing.

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Body Parts

From the Old News is still Good News Diary:

Email For: Representative Lesil McGuire

Sent: Friday, June 2, 2006

~ Will the Real Crook Please Stand Up ~
From the Chinook Journal of S. Pam MaGee

As most “Alaskans Left Behind” may or may not be aware, Lake Otis Parkway is no ordinary drive-by. From the Tudor intersection towards Avenue 36, the terrain has been transformed into a first class medical neighborhood. Building continues, year after year. It is an almighty investment. And good planning, as it is in close proximity to the University of Hamilton, the Anchorage Edition youth jail and Providence Hospital. And it is situated not too far from the other major hospitals, including the Pink Elephant. The original pharmacy on the corner of 42nd, a historical landmark, continues to be swallowed up by high-rise medical outlets. From day surgery accommodations, dental, sight unseen to pet clinics! Just like a modern day city, it is a professionally established domain, all together now. Most cities utilize one-stop medical facilities, as it cuts down on the overall costs associated in efforts to satisfactorily cater to the unhealthiest civilization ever to roam the earth, Americans! This type of convenience makes staying unhealthy easy. So to pick up the Daily Rag and read about the state giving away money to some outfit to purchase an old establishment far and removed from mainstream medical row, it makes no sense. And it is in itself a medical facility. Hey, whatever happened to legitimate businesses taking out loans? All good bankers know it is their duty to provide loans if the request application meets strict criteria, that return-on-investment deal. So this giveaway scam is beyond ridiculous! The state has nothing to gain from this. In fact, it is just as bad as Denali Commission money secretly loaned out to build a pizza shack or a peanut galley! And the building I am talking about in this current caper is old, most likely built during the asbestos era. How come we have this mentality that insists on buying buildings constructed during the asbestos era? Hey, don’t we now own the Seward asbestos arcade? And isn’t there another asbestos arcade down in Ketchikan that is on the must have must buy list? But I guess with the price of oil refreshing the state coffers with more allowances, the kids in diapers have no qualms about the explosive depositories. So who really owns the Ann Stevens Building? Now to start off, where in high-water hell is there a leadership that can be trusted with oil bucks hot off the press? Hey, you put money in a legislature’s hands, right off the bat they are thinking of how to turn it into a deficit. Now according to the Rag, the state is about to give some medical outfit called Life Alaska Donor Services a $750,000.00 dollar “freebee” so they can buy the third floor of this old building now mortgaged to the Alaska Chapter of the Red Cross! At the same time, the same clowns down in Juneau are giving the Cross an additional $150,000.00 dollar “freebee”, so the combined giveaway can pay off the mortgage. Something wrong here? Doesn’t seem to be, even though the owner of the tissue outfit is the dad of Representative Lesil McGuire, but that bears no consequence on the outcome of the “pork” handout – trust me! My friend works for a non-profit outfit that is working with the city to revitalize the Mountain View area of Anchorage. For those of you “Alaskan’s Really Left Behind”, this is where Anchorage really started out as a city, but it has been “Left Behind”. Anyway, my friend and the staff have to work endless hours, just trying to get a few bucks here and a few bucks there to promote this area. They work by ethics not by “who’s your daughter”. The bottom line, if the state has money to burn for the tissue man, spend it over in Mountain View. It will be closer to where you can get body parts! Anyway, like is the usual case, the one and only Rag provides just a smidgeon of the true story behind yet another Alaska atrocity when it comes to corrupt political shenanigans. And now for the rest of the story! Who really cares? But just out of curiosity, who really owns the Ann Stevens building?

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