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Politics : America Under Siege: The End of Innocence -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: Elmer Flugum who wrote (4117)	9/19/2001 6:23:46 PM
From: joseph krinsky	Read Replies (3) \| Respond to of 27666

Why??? Because the moon is made of swiss cheese, you idiot. The why is because they want to kill everyone that isn't a fanatical moslem, they're insane, and they want the world to go back to the 5th century, where they have all the "benee's" and get to sleep with 14 year old virgins, and you're their servant. Let's say they give you a reason that you like, are you just going to say.."oh well, since you put it that way"? you'll be saying that all the way to your grave. wake up. They must be stopped or it will NEVER end. And it must be stopped whatever it takes. And I am hoping, I am believing that the American public has the fortitude to carry it through to the end, because if they don't they will regret it.

To: Elmer Flugum who wrote (4117)	9/19/2001 6:38:58 PM
From: Lola	Read Replies (4) \| Respond to of 27666

When I was a little girl I used to think you could get anyone to like you or get along with you. I was wrong. The people I was most wrong about were the ones you would think would be easiest to win over. My brothers had a favorite sport ... their favorite sport was beating the crap out of me! The only way I found to achieve some level of understanding with them was to get somebody bigger to beat them up worse than they beat me up. So I enlisted the help of my father. That worked for a while but after a little time they would start to work up the nerve to beat me up again. I put my clever little mind to work and thought how can I keep them from ever beating me up again? Every time they would start to approach me I would take off my glasses and threaten to throw them on the floor and break them and blame it on them (the morons didn't realize the glasses were made of plastic and therefore unbreakable!). They knew how much my father hated to spend money unnecessarily (which he would have to do to replace my broken glasses) and considered this a serious threat to their safety. Who knew you could scare a bully with something like that. Lola:)