"The America I know and love is not one in which my parents or my baby with Down Syndrome will have to stand in front of Obama’s ‘death panel’ so his bureaucrats can decide, based on a subjective judgment of their ‘level of productivity in society,’ whether they are worthy of health care. Such a system is downright evil." – Saruh Palin
A system that raises such an ignorant person to such prominence is downright stupid.
PS: I’m adding a new category under NADA (New American Dark Ages) called “Dump Saruh” (an homage to Dump Duhbya).
VB Price is a poet and one hell of a commentator. Read his latest. I’ll pluck this sweet morsel:
“Vicious jokers, fake news salesmen, industrial corporate PR, paranoia-for-hire TV commentators, and slapstick self-promoters are in charge of information. You keep on wondering how many other guys with red noses and flappy shoes can pile out of the tiny car under the big top and spray the crowds with excrement.”
More questions than answers for media in free fall
By V.B. Price 8/5/09 9:22 AM
Just two weeks ago, I called Jim Scarantino the biggest jackass in New Mexico. Today, he has written something that couldn’t be more different from the angry tone of his usual political column. Jim found peace and it infuses this column. I hope – I would pray, if I prayed – his next column is as free of anger and hate. One would begin to look forward to reading his column.
Will those readers who like Scarantino’s Limbaugh impression be put off by this column? I can imagine them yelling “traitor! terrorist!”
Arabs Continue To Find N.M. a Welcoming Place
By Jim Scarantino
For the Journal
Twisted, sightless wrecks of men
go groping on their knees
and cry in pain
now the sun has come to earth
– Paul Simon
It’s time to demand tangible proof that the people who question Obama’s citizenship aren’t the idiots they appear to be. Show us proof you graduated from the 6th Grade. Submit to a drug test, while you’re at it.
There is, indeed, a conspiracy afoot. Dangerous fanatics are conspiring to stir up the easily-confused so that some freedom-loving kook does something horrible. And when the next Timothy McVeigh strikes, all these vile rabble-rousers will say, “oh, we never intended such consequences.” Liars. Destruction is their goal.
Socialist Makeover Complete
IF “OBAMACARE” becomes law, we will have to change the name of our once great nation to the Union of Socialist States of America (USSA).
Our metamorphosis from a capitalist nation to a socialist one didn’t happen overnight. It began with FDR’s New Deal. It grew with LBJ’s Great Society, which gave us Welfare.
President Obama hastened the transformation at warp speed with government ownership of banks and automakers. Now Obama wants to nationalize health care, 14 percent of the economy. …
The problem is the mindset of liberals. They never saw a problem that couldn’t be solved with a new government program. … Winston Churchill summed it up best: “The inherent vice of capitalism is the unequal sharing of blessings. The inherent virtue of socialism is the equal sharing of miseries.”
If the voters don’t wake up in time for the next election, welcome to the USSA.
LEROY CHAVEZ Albuquerque
Fear and ignorance are contagious, Leroy. You’re spreading both like mad. peace, mjh
I smoked cigarettes for about 10 years. I loved rolling my own. I went through periods of smoking Kools menthols and Camel filterless. I loved to smoke with a drink or a cuppa coffee, before and after some demanding task. As a shy person, I valued that cigarettes gave me entree into a community, especially when I traveled foreign lands. Gotta light? Spare a smoke? My brand is OPs (Other Peoples’ – Von Anderen, auf deutsch). I smoked when it was cheap to smoke. When I quit, I was smoking more than a pack a day.
My uncle couldn’t quit, even when he needed to prop himself up on the kitchen counter to clutch a cigarette in trembling hands. His elbows bled from that effort, despite the foam pads his accommodating wife cut for him.
An old friend didn’t have time to quit. He died of a massive heart attack at 37 after smoking two packs a day for 20 years.
My buddy quit in order to get on the lung transplant list. She’s not quite sick enough to be at the top of the list. That would amaze you if you saw her struggle to cross a room or witnessed one of her oxygen-starved attacks (even with an oxygen tank).
I quit for love. None of my friends smoked by then, but it took my girlfriend to give me reason to save my own life. More than 25 years later, we’ve been married for years. Thank you, darling.
And after all this time without cigarettes, I still feel the pull. Nicotine is powerful and I believe one is never really free of it, although one can overcome it and construct a smoke-free life with the help of friends, family, and community.
You have the right to kill yourself, if you can do so without endangering others. You may have the sense to save yourself. It’s your choice. As for the recent controversy over UNM’s smoking ban: if the ban helps one person quit or, better, keeps one person from this suicidal addiction, it is a success.