Stolen Furniture?

GOP Response

Finally after waiting some 72-hours to respond, the GOP has found a spokesperson to deliver a rebuttal to Obama's 7^th State of the Union:

Squeal, squeal like a PIG!

Desolation Row - Remake

This re-make of Dylan's Desolation Row in honor of Barack Obama's recent State-of-the-UNION:

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Swine Eric is selling invitations of the lynching
They’ve sealed the House off with clowns
The beauty parlor is filled with tan faced Boehners
The circus is this town
Here comes the blind Sergeant at Arms
They've got a bullet to his head
With one hand in the Treasury safe
The other is in someone else's pants
And the Tea-Party losers they’re restless
They need more Beck blowjobs
As Lady Michelle and the Chief look out tonight
From Desolation Row

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Unionella, she seems so restless
“It takes one to grow one,” she frowns
And puts her lips to the old wine bottle
Nanny Pelosi style
And in comes the Cruz, he’s moaning
“You Bow down to Me I Believe”
When someone says, “You’re no friend and in the wrong country,
You better go back home”
And the only sound that’s left
After the misfired missile is gone
Is America weeping upon the circus trash
Littering Desolation Row

~

Now the law protecting the poor is forbidden
The rich have taken it all
The future-telling lady
In a black limousine taken for a last ride
All except for Madman McCain and Lindsey Little Boy
And the douchebag of the broken Dynasty
Everybody is faking trust
Or else expecting more of the insane
And the Good Chief, he’s dressing
He’s getting ready for the showdown
He’s going to the carnival tonight
On Desolation Row

~

Now Lady 1st, she’s ’neath the goal post
For her I feel so afraid
On her seventh worthless recital
She already is an aging patriot
To her, equality is quite romantic
She wears an iron smile
Her profession’s her religion
Her sin is her peacefulness
And though her eyes are fixed upon
Barack's great Socialistic rainbow
She spends her time peeking out for now
From Desolation Row

~

With McConnell, disguised as Senator Good
And his Negro memories in a trance
Passed this way an hour ago
With his friend, Mr. Clueless Clan
He looked so immaculately frightful
As he bummed a cigarette
Then he went off sniffing dirty diapers
And reciting the K Street alphabet
Now you would not think to look at him
But he was a terror long ago
For playing Russian roulette with the America goal
And today we have Desolation Row

~

Dr. Hannity keeps his world
Inside of a lubricated Trojan horse
And all his brain dead FOX hounds
They’re trying to blow this America up
Now his nurse, some local boozer
She’s in charge of his sinking ship
And she also keeps the cards that read
“Have Mercy on Our Souls”
They all play and pray for the other side
You can hear them tell no truths
If you lean your head out far enough
From Desolation Row

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Across the isle they’ve readied his crucifix
They’re getting ready for their feast
The ghost of Mr. Lincoln
A perfect image of his peace
They’re spoon feeding Miss Liberty
To get her to feel more assured
Then they’ll kill her off with self-confidence
After poisoning her with words
And us pilgrims are shouting to our youth
“Get Outa Here If You Don’t Know
Obama is being punished for trying to fix
This Desolation Row”

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Now at midnight all the lobby kin
With the lead of the inhumane Romney scum
Come out and round up everyone
That have less than they do
Then they bring them to the mutiny
Where the electrocution machine
Is strapped across their testicles
And then comes the kerosene
Brought down from the mansions
By insurance men who go
Check to see that nobody is escaping
From Desolation Row

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Praise be to America's Neptune
As the Bernies still hail at dawn
When everybody’s still shouting
“Which Side Are You On?”
And Mr. Lee and his pregnant whore
Still fighting for the captain’s head
While True America laughs at them aloud
As we workers still hold the sword
From sea to shining sea
Where once good times ruled our destiny
But today nobody has to think too much anymore
We have landed on Desolation Row

~

Yes, I received your letter yesterday
(About the time the Constitution broke)
When you asked how America was doing
Was that some kind of joke?
All these people that you mention
Yes, I know them, they’re quite lame
We need to rearrange their faces
And give them all new brains
Right now I can’t see too good
Don’t send me no more excuses, no
Not unless you mail them
Far from this Desolation Row

So long Pete

Sorry, as I am not going to fall for the snare-trap set by the impostors. See, it is a “Happy Day”, as I can say that I was in tune to Pete Seeger's trials & tribulations as one of America's greatest of heroes. Folklore wise and politically correct wise. And proud to divulge that at one time had the opportunity of a one-on-one smile with Pete, at a low-down dirty laundromat in Fairbanks, Alaska, back in the mid-70's when Pete was praising the “Union” that built the Trans-Alaska-Pipeline. Oh, that impostors' snare-trap, the fact that Pete's departure as a “brother of love” was the last covered story for the morning news this day, on NPR even so, wherein like the norm political corruption continues to steal away the main stage thunder. What in hell do you think Pete was trying to tell us all these years? When is enough political corruption truly enough wherein we start to take back our “Union”? Yes, if only we would put down that damn hi-tech crap shoved down our throats and just listen, for once....but the “snare-trap” is working! “Don't you weep after me”...... Thanks Mr. Seeger, enjoy the next journey.

When is Enough....

Just how much are the un-informed Alaskans willing to let Parnell get away with? As we speak, the governor is raiding the hen-house again, and we sit back doing nothing. Remember, we impeached Bill Sheffield for far less crimes, but back then we had a citizenry that cared about the futue....

Alaska Historical Hysteria

STATE OF ALASKA

Natural Resources

Division of Oil and Gas Conservation

Alaska Oil and Gas Conservation Committee

Conservation Order No. 145

Prudhoe Bay Field - Prudhoe Oil Pool

June 1, 1977 - Gas sales in large volumes from the Prudhoe Bay Field will not be possible until a gas conditioning plant and a large gas sales pipeline are constructed. The completion of a large gas sales pipeline and plant to condition gas is estimated at approximately five years from start of oil production.

Enemy of the Senator

Enemy of the Senator

“Enemy of the Senator” has received monetary backing for initial production from an anonymous source. The production of this documentary finds overwhelming evidence that U.S. Senator Ted Stevens(Alaska) was the target of an assassination by his very own “friends”, due a break-in at the IRS headquarters in Anchorage, Alaska. The IRS maintained its enforcement branch at the very office building owned by indicted VECO chief Bill Allen. Over the years that Steven's enjoyed the position as one of the most powerful U.S. senators, Anchorage found “pork money” to rebuild almost every Federal government building, except that of the U.S. Treasury. And this came about for a reason. Allen was one of Ted's closest compatriots, until the law caught up and Bill ratted out what he knew in a plea bargain agreement – wherein he was even acquitted for taking advantage on under-aged girls – his bimbo whores. It appears that the IRS office in Anchorage was security compromised, wherein the bimbo whores were allowed to ramshackle the tax returns of powerful politicians that were being audited – basically a back-door ways and means to resolve and erase $millions$ in fines and overdue tax payments. One of the worst nightmares for a politician is a “Tax” problem, so this back-door was how powerful state lawmakers and campaign contributing friends were rewarded and problems erased. The evidence that this documentary portrays points to a connection, wherein Ted was about to spill the beans as to what he knew of the IRS breakdown – with names, rank and serial numbers of those that were rewarded amnesty. The reason the entire Ted Steven's trial has come to a dead halt – as one thing the Federal government cannot and will not stand for is to find proof that the Tax system had been compromised, as that would be the death wish of those adamant that it is a failed system and must be destroyed. Eat Pie Productions - which is also moving forward with a documentary on the EXXON Valdez wreck and how that was also a well planned sabotage attempt by a local environmental group from Valdez - plans to have the “Enemy of the Senator” available for viewing by late 2014. Any inquiries into this documentary should be forwarded to storylineonline@gci.net.

Don't Turd On Me!

Wow, after a long winded study, Russian scientists under the Vladimir Putin-on-a-Sochi-Show have discovered that dogs align themselves like a magnet, N to S, before taking dump. So if you take a dog hiking, you'll never get lost. Now combine this with the factoids that dogs smell their own farts and lick their own ass, it appears as if man's best of friend caters to an anal affair. So, with this study combined with other “dog day” facts tested through time, we now have a gauge to compare our very own Congress – thanks Mr. Putin! Let's see, Congress also aligns its ass before taking a daily dump, to make sure the alignment is such that “We the People” are shat upon. And since they have nothing better to do but collect a very healthy make-me-wealthy salary at “We the People's” expense, I guess smelling a colleague-across-the-isle's ass goes with the territory. Let's face the facts, politics today in these United States is a kiss-ass affair. What you think made “K Street” jelly so popular? And the only difference I can find between a dog and a member of Congress, it is the “magnet” effect mentioned above during the shit aiming replaced by the “maggot” effect. It's only January 22nd, with Congress in session a single day and already I am convinced that God made leaches in the form of a human. Think of it this way Mr. & Mrs. American. In January, you'll work about 176-hours for the “Man whose name is never on the label”. Congress on the other hand, well it will work less then half that amount, and bring home how much – and what's in your wallet? On to more exciting news. So what that a death ray – from way out in outer space – is heading our way and will blow our asses to smithereens – we just don't know when it will hit as we would rather spend science bucks on studying how a dog shits. Too bad, as if man-kind did survive, the future tells us that Jamaica would become the strongest nation on earth. See, since they know how to handle the “Mary Jane”, that nation was in line to become the globe-trotting gate keeper. Wow, can we find a dog to shit away that death ray? Look, imagine if Jamaica was the most powerful nation on earth, not from a strong military, but from a “Peace & Reggae” only mandate - “My belly full, me hungry no longer”! Look, all the so-called great nations have failed, because of “Greed”. We must begin to realize this nation called America, it will be no different in the “failure” category and since it is inevitable because we have become greed like son's a bitches by letting Congress get away with ass sniffing rape, we are on the decent to gloomy afternoons. And here is one for ObamaCare. If I stay healthy by staying away from McDonald's and not having anything to do with my representation, can the money saved by my healthy attitude be transferred to a person in need, say from a country that has very little to no health care? Think of what this would be as an incentive to stay healthy – so what that the Big Mac would go out of business. So I am waiting for the scientific community to tell us that death ray is heading this way because of a “Big Mac” attack, so what, as we have all suffered from sub-standard living conditions ever since Congress went destitute and started acting like a dog's turd! Score-Card: Congress vs. the American Workers. So, by the end of January, you will have worked some 176-hours, no over-time included. And for this same time-frame, Congress will have worked a whopping 76-hours, for $15,000-dollars - compare that with your pay-check. If we continue to vote for members of Congress that keep voting away our existence, then maybe the “Death Ray” will be our only hope for resurrection – to free us from under the curse of the Dog Turd, an Act of Congress. Don't Tread On Me? How about “Don't Turd On Me”!

Vladimir Putin

Dear Vladimir;

If I had a hammer,
I'd hammer in the morning
I'd hammer in the evening,
All over this land 

I'd hammer out danger,
I'd hammer out a warning,
I'd hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land. 

If I had a bell,
I'd ring it in the morning,
I'd ring it in the evening,
All over this land 

I'd ring out danger,
I'd ring out a warning
I'd ring out love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land. 

If I had a song,
I'd sing it in the morning,
I'd sing it in the evening,
All over this land 

I'd sing out danger,
I'd sing out a warning
I'd sing out love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land. 

Well I got a hammer,
And I got a bell,
And I got a song to sing, all over this land. 

It's the hammer of Justice,
It's the bell of Freedom,
It's the song about Love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land. 

It's the hammer of Justice,
It's the bell of Freedom,
It's the song about Love between my brothers and my sisters,
All over this land.

Merry Weiner

Wow, I was beginning to think that I was no longer on Tony Weiner's gift list. But with UPS so slow like the economy and so slow like Congress - except when it comes to approving a salary increase for themselves - along with bad weather across the nation...Don't touch that prick!

Holiday Wrapper

And so...that was Christmas and a Happy New Year! I'm glad it is all over with again, along with putting to rest 2013. Now there are 2-things only I do still enjoy about the Holidays, listening to Ave Maria's countless versions and tasting the countless revisions of fruitcake – especially if from England, spotted Dick in disguise. I used to have a 3^rd liking for this time of year, when there came good music played outrageously loud to bring in the New Year's “hell fire red” fireworks display. Like with Hendrix, the Rolling Stones, Dylan – the icons of a civilization with hope for peace, love and..! Nowadays, what the hell has happened to good'ol R&B, and peace seems to be but a suggestion and of no interest to the infidels – John Kerry's legacy as Hawk-of-all-Hawks, sorry Hillary. Honestly, had NOT Obama intervened and sent Mr. Windsurfer to detention to count his “blood red” gold doubloons, we would have been once again engaged in a serious WAR. How much ketchup does John sell to the military when our troops are on foreign soil? Sometimes I believe WAR is just that, a ketchup throwing contest! What a concept, how about “food fights” instead of napalm! But what do I know? How about this said with authority, I despise “Saran Wrap”! Has anyone out there figured this stuff out? It reminds me of Congress, comes off so smooth but turns to confusion immediately upon entering the constituencyosphere – when out of the closet. So that is my biggest gripe for the year now passe', and I have put away the “wrap” until...OK let's give Congress a break, as they did accomplish 2-things of importance during the 113^th session wherein the Sargent-of-Arms was again “blackmailed into leaving his post”. That dereliction has been going on since our last good president – I didn't say “Great”. See, since old man Bush vacated the premise, the SOA has refused to arrest the “Beast of Burden” unrest – with Congress! And when Congress is AWOL, we find that the Oval Office gets turned into a “Red Light” district or pre-school. So in 2013 Congress granted itself a “pay raise”, and that same ceremony will be blessed upon them again upon their return next week and they all signed on the dotted line to fund the WAR machine, again. See, there are 2-things that will get a representative castrated - which only affects the he-male gender representation – as those women in Congress have no balls! So want to come on strong as an individual force to act again as an American for real change, just refuse a self-inflicted raise or refuse to fund the multi-trillion defense industry, and that spells doom. See, politicians have placed this country in a precarious situation, as our economy relies upon the WAR machine finding such glamorous funding – courtesy the U.S. Taxpayers. Because we went stupid at the polling booths and elected in idiots that did bring home the bacon but fostered a bigger and bigger tyrant in the WAR machine, we were entrapped, and instead of a moving forward economy that was based on what was happing “globally”, we went sidetracked with the Reagan-Bush Doctrine. Yes, we thought we could destroy every other form of commerce except “Capitalism”. What a joke, as the latter has destroyed itself and while this nation treads water and hovers for existence on thin ice, other nations are, well moving forward towards “friendships”. And yes, old man Bush was the last decent U.S. President, because he was only allowed to serve one term, as two-consecutive terms are against the Constitution. The last “Great” Commander-in-Chief was Jimmy and brother “Bud”. Mr. Humanity was for “peace”, not WAR! Obama is trying his best, but the “Machine” has its own mind! And are people really this stupid, to entertain another Clinton in the White House? Anybody that votes for another... it's sad. Look, Hillary was seen at the Carlyle Headquarters the other day, swooshing her way through Wall Street, which is just “K” Street in a “Leprosy” camouflage. Any political aspiration that must make friends with this Bushwhacked - the Carlyle - organization, well it is a link in that “Machine” of destruction. We must start weening ourselves away from the death grip we find ourselves in, with the WAR machine as our only economic saving grace, as we are no longer a match to take on the “world”. This can only be accomplished if we start to see the light, that there are individuals of strong mind, will and character that want to steer this off course ship – the U.S.S. America – towards safety. Who would that be? Bernie ring a bell! In closing, the WAR machine has become an ugly weapon, like a boomerang heading back our way to haunt and hurt. We must take that “loot” used for total destruction our own existence and start rebuilding America, with new highways, new railways, electric grids, de-salination plants along the East & West coasts, nuclear energy power plants and re-institute a manufacturing policy based on corporate taxation so we can finally place that “WAR Machine” on a Keith Richards withdrawal program. Hey if Keith can kick the habit, so can we. Look, we are the ones addicted to the “Machine”, our representation just continues to provide us the “fix”. Cold turkey, it hurts, but in the end, maybe we can recover and be proud once again, not at who and what we can destroy at the push of a button, but who we can smile along with – our brothers & sisters of this “one” earth!

Fumunder

How many flavors? Well the results of the “Best Belly Jell Flavor” for 2103 is official, as tested by the blind experts - drum roll please....and the winning “mystery” flavor as enjoyed by members of Congress, FUMUNDER!

Yes, as a test to see just how far Congress is today removed from reality, candy of “mysterious” flavor, and maybe origin, was free-loaded around the Senate and House chambers - and it was FUMUNDER that beat expectations and won the flavor of the year award. Leave it to Congress, again! 

FUMUNDER: a fungus that grows between your butt-hole and you wanker.

Alaska RailRoad Christmas

'Twas the night before Christmas...

Yes, not a creature was stirring and the children were nestled all snug in their beds. When over the airwaves was heard, “Opinions are like an anal hole, they all stink except mine”, from the orifice of the Alaska Railroad's chief all aboooard that Reality Sucks channel, that Alaska Railroad showing. “Daddy, does Santa have an anal hole?” Thanks Casey Jones....

Best of Congress – 2013

MoanaLisa MurCowpie(Alaska) goes at it with Nancy Pelosi(California).

Threesome

Passing gas in good company.....

What the hell did Don eat?

Wrecking Ball

Wow, appears the wrecking ball may be headed to Alaska, under the control of the U.S. ARMY 5-Star Generals – so don't get in the way of progress! It means that Fairbanks will become a ghost town. But the lights of progress in the “Golden Heart” were turned to dim a long time ago! Yes, we blew it and time once on our side has by now become our worst enemy. See, Ft. Wainwright was voted in as the most expensive military base in the world, due the cost of energy. High marks came for the worth of the base with respect to training troops, but when combined, the energy offered not a rebate that demonstrated the base was worth maintaining. Long winters means mega-piles of coal must be torched in efforts to keep the troops warm. And the cost of electricity coming from the Golden Valley Heist Corporation, in efforts to light the base so the troops can read the game plans of WAR – outrageously expensive watts so this utility can reward its executive branch with out-of-control salaries – it is but another factor that makes the military infrastructure in Alaska no longer necessary. Yes, outrageous salaries that amounts to a 3-to-1 dollar per meter with respect to similar salaries for electric companies down Anchorage ways! Things have changed in the theater of WAR, so what was once considered a base to secure the “Homeland”, with modern day hi-tech mobility the troops can be stationed almost anywhere, at a base that is more friendly towards the U.S. Taxpayers footing that bill – we still foot the bill! In Alaska, we did shoot ourselves in both feet when it came to keeping an open invite to the military machine – remember, it creates jobs to maintain the base infrastructure. Take for instance the price of Joe's crappy coal along with the Alaska Railroad's highway robbery, to ship goods on its podunk rails, it strangles any incentive to expand anything that has to run by a business model. And today, the military is forced to find cheaper ways to do the same with less, as the budget is running on empty. So when we hear about a dilapidated base – like Eielson Air Force Base – getting furloughed, it has nothing to do with politics but comes about through pure business necessity reasoning. And Begich has a conniption fit, MoanaLisa MurCowpie runs for cover and Don Young, well he makes sure the bases in Florida are secure! Look, the Department of Defense logistics guru's have succeeded in procuring long-term energy contracts from entities like BP, wherein the U.S. Taxpayers would realize a 5% decrease in fuel costs, to energize the military infrastructure. A 1% decrease amounts to $100-Million in savings! This was a cost saving realized all over the world, even in Iraq, except Alaska. Yes, in the “Lost Frontier”, fuel costs to Uncle Sam have increased by 14% and it cannot bicker a long-term bargain, as Joe and Casey Sheffield say they cannot look into the future! For what reason, it is beyond simple supply and demand no competition so screw the government thinking. Look, when the Tea-Party shovels the coal, what do you expect? Sock it Tome Saturday night special sound familiar? I listened to the ARRC's new CEO, I guess it was the railway-man's way of extending all of us a Happy New Year. See, the kids were all nestled in for a long winter's night, when across the tube came this character that I assume was the chief, as it was on that Alaska Railroad fantasy reality show. “Opinions are like anal holes, they all stink except mine”. Thanks boss! Honestly, what a message for our kids thinking Rudolf was safe! Sorry, as I went anal bushwhacked. Now since Fairbanks is on the EPA's hit list due year after year of air pollution abuse and many of the nearby military base power plants working under a “shield” - a poor excuse to allow polluting of the air we breath - well the brass are not stupid and by now have no other option then to place many of the non-critical interior bases into stand-down mode. Which means that in a matter of time, the OK to let loose the wrecking ball will commence. Had we looked carefully at the crystal-ball, we would have noticed the writing on the wall: “Cheap energy or else”. By this time in the grudge-match, we should have been bathing in cheap natural-gas from Prudhoe Bay. It is our gas. It is our land. We know how to build pipelines across the tundra. All we need is some pipe, and it is a done deal. But instead we have fostered a new business in which “buddy” nepotism generations will continue to study this and study that only in efforts to study their greedy way to stay gainfully employed, the feasibility herein takes on an entirely different attribute. Look, nepotism is alive and well in Alaska, and the worst thing that ever happened to this state – wherein the “Last” was replaced with “Lost” - was when Frank gave that senate seat to his daughter and we ended up with a land swindler! My take on this, along with many others educated and disciplined in business, it is the sad fact that we have started a cottage industry that does not want to ever see natural gas heat water to the boiling point in the interior, as that would mean time to look for another job for those that have succeeded in so far making a career out of nothing. But if those in control can continue to delay this and delay that, in efforts to keep their cush do-nothing jobs alive and well all the way through to retirement, we get what we deserve – doom with gloom appears to be the outcome. I get a kick out of the Tea-Party mentality here in Alaska. See, many aligned with Sarah Palin work at the military bases, as the defense budget is the gift that keeps on giving. But you mention the “BRAC”, and low and behold these lunatics go berserk, get decked out in camouflage, strap on dildoes – I meant their weapons – and gather around and talk intimidation towards Uncle Sam. They don't want government for anything, yet their paycheck relies on government. It is the ultimate “wishy-washy” party of conservative fruitcakes. If they truly felt that government was a waste, they would quit their jobs, say the hell with unemployment and join the “Dickless Dynasty” clan. They could all head out into the Alaskan wilderness, and within a year it would be a remake of “Donner's Pass”, they would all be starving to death and crying for Uncle Sam to “feed me”! In fact, they should enjoy seeing the Alaskan military infrastructure fade away! And out at Ft. Greely, well budget cuts were about to thin a few jobs for the goons that sweep the never used runways, of snow and grit blown in from the Tanana delta. Those civilians about to loose that Uncle Sam paycheck with benefits went on a Begich migraine rampage, in the end, well the cush jobs found a stay yet the commissary that provided hot lunches for the training troops went on rations – how about a cold sandwich! Out at Wainwright, same occurred when the returning troops found no work except to maintain the security check-points, it meant the private contractor had to furlough some security goons, so the troops could work – after finishing up in Afghanistan. Low and behold, the contractor contacted the Alaska delegation and guess what! Yes, Uncle Sam was reneging on the contract and would end up paying for nothing if the troops interfered with the “private” contractor, so the troops were pulled off the security duty. I heard one Doyon security guard, one that was upset over the fact that he was close to the unemployment line should the troops succeed in taking over - basically securing their own base - that the troops should go back home, to Afghanistan! What in hell has happened to America? But getting back to the doom and gloom, it is coming our way. As we speak, drones are mapping out a “stand-down” strategy wherein Alaska will be left behind. It's too late, we cannot say please Mr. Postman, return to sender that layoff notice. Who is too blame? Start off with our delegation. Then we see the trickle down theory begin to show its ugly face, local politicians are also at blame. When Congress is dead-on-arrival, and when we continue to see the effects of the Corrupt Bastard Club hangover here in Alaska, wherein religion somehow went out-of-control and lost all separation, there will come a time wherein the brats will raid the hen-house. Yes, the Constitutional Budget Reserve is NOT safe. And believe me, it won't be divvied out with any semblance of equity, as they will raid it for their own benefit and then get that 1^st class plane ride out of here to that secret location that has been sheltering their future. But in the end, we are too blame, as we voted the scoundrels into office, based on lies and deception - their Motif Operandi - and we took the line, bait, hook and sinker, and still don't realize what the sharp barb caught in our groins means. So for Alaska, which has never succeeded in developing a sustainable jobs infrastructure – even though we had approved “Foreign Trade Zones” up the yin-yang – I guess future generations can claim a new discipline, that of a demolition expert, as that is all that will be left in the long run! And we would not have this problem front and center for attention had we insisted upon our politicians to get off the stool or else, get a natural gas pipeline headed our way back 20-years ago or else. Look, how hard is it to ditch some pipe in the tundra for a measly 500-miles, along a paved road? And Trans-Canada is laughing all the way to the Toronto-Dominion bank, after milking this state out of $500-Million, to perform, well not much except excuse after excuse, because that is what the state bureaucrats wanted so bad and like Twiddly-Dee and Twiddly-Dumb, the latter seems to be what we all suffer upon for letting it go on, for way too long!