Oh boy. Don't get me started on this one Kathy lol. I only heard about the 
political lock in bit from my employee so far and find the 
stomach   nauseated with  hype. Are you saying they didn't even stay after 
the hoop-a-la? I like the jester bit :). Let's start seeing term limits, no 
re-elects, publically funded campaigns with no lobby money and a impartial 
audit of the books.

Brad



At 07:22 PM 7/18/2007, you wrote:
>Oh Phil,
>I love this one!  At least, a new forward with a very true message.  Thank 
>you.This is up there with the Noah's Ark one.
>
>  You know, I hate to say it, and I'll probably get in deep water for this 
> one, but I have to admit that, last night, during that all night drama 
> session, put on by our senators, who, evidently didn't even really stay 
> there, I couldn't help but entertain thoughts of, well, shall we say, 
> thoughts of proof that terrorism is alive and well in our world.  Don't 
> worry, I've repented, but I am just so frustrated with the crowd  of 
> jesters who claim to be running our country right now, who's main concern 
> is getting re-elected, not preserving or protecting our nation, that I 
> could scream!
>Kathy  Who had better not say anything more for fear that the monitoring 
>police will take her away and convict her of, conspiracy?
>
>
>At 02:56 PM 7/18/2007, you wrote:
>>Little Red Hen
>>
>>
>>      Once upon a time, on a farm in Texas, there was a little red
>>hen who scratched about the barnyard until she uncovered quite a
>>few grains of wheat.  She called all of her neighbors together and
>>said, "If we  plant this wheat, we shall have bread to eat.  Who
>>will help me plant it?"
>>
>>      "Not I," said the cow.
>>
>>      "Not I," said the duck.
>>
>>      "Not I," said the pig.
>>
>>      "Not I," said the goose.
>>
>>      "Then I will do it by myself," said the little red hen And so
>>she did and The wheat grew very tall and ripened into golden
>>grain.  "Who will  help me reap my wheat?" asked the little red
>>hen.
>>
>>      "Not I," said the duck.
>>
>>      "Out of my classification," said the pig.
>>
>>      "I'd lose my seniority," said the cow.
>>
>>      "I'd lose my unemployment compensation," said the goose.
>>
>>      "Then I shall do it by myself," said the little red hen, and
>>so she  did.
>>
>>      At last it came time to bake the bread.  "Who will help me
>>bake the bread?" asked the little red hen.
>>
>>      "That would be overtime for me," said the cow.
>>
>>      "I'd lose my welfare benefits," said the duck.
>>
>>      "I'm a dropout and never learned how," said the pig.
>>
>>      "If I'm to be the only helper, that's discrimination," said
>>the goose.
>>
>>      "Then I shall do it by myself," said the little red hen.
>>
>>      She baked  five loaves and held them up for all of her
>>neighbors to see.  They wanted some and, in fact, demanded a
>>share.  But the little red hen said,  "No, I shall eat all five
>>loaves."
>>
>>      "Excess profits!" cried the cow.  (Pelosi)
>>
>>      "Capitalist leech!" screamed the duck.  (Boxer)
>>
>>      "I demand equal rights!" yelled the goose.  (Jesse Jackson)
>>
>>      The pig just grunted in disdain.  (Hoffa)
>>
>>      They all painted "Unfair!" picket signs and marched around
>>and  around the little red hen, shouting obscenities.
>>
>>      Then a government agent came, he said to the little red hen,
>>"You must not be so greedy."
>>
>>      "But I earned the bread," said the little red hen.
>>
>>      "Exactly," said the agent.  "That is what makes our free
>>enterprise system so wonderful.  Anyone in the barnyard can earn
>>as much as he wants.  But under our modern government
>>regulations, the productive workers must divide the fruits of
>>their labor with those who are lazy  and idle.)
>>
>>      Then they all lived happily ever after, including the little
>>red hen,  who smiled and clucked, "I am grateful, for now I truly
>>understand,"  But her neighbors became quite disappointed in her.
>>She never again baked bread because she joined the "party" and got
>>her bread free.  And all the Democrats smiled.  Fairness had been
>>established.  Individual initiative had died, but nobody noticed;
>>perhaps no one cared as long as there was free bread that "the
>>rich" were paying for.
>>
>>      Bill Clinton is getting $12 million for his memoirs.  Hillary
>>got $8 million for hers.  That's $20 million for memories from two
>>people, who for eight years, repeatedly testified, under oath,
>>that they couldn't remember  anything.
>>
>>      IS THIS A GREAT COUNTRY, OR WHAT?