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To: Giordano Bruno who wrote (253688)	8/2/2003 11:46:21 AM
From: Giordano Bruno	Respond to of 436258

Ode to Wolfie They're selling postcards of the hanging They're painting the passports brown The beauty parlor is filled with sailors The circus is in town Here comes the blind commissioner They've got him in a trance One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker The other is in his pants And the riot squad they're restless They need somewhere to go As Lady and I look out tonight From Desolation Row. Cinderella, she seems so easy "It takes one to know one," she smiles And puts her hands in her back pockets Bette Davis style And in comes Romeo, he's moaning "You belong to Me I Believe" And someone says, "You're in the wrong place, my friend You better leave" And the only sound that's left After the ambulances go Is Cinderella sweeping up On Desolation Row. Now the moon is almost hidden The stars are beginning to hide The fortunetelling lady Has even taken all her things inside All except for Cain and Abel And the hunchback of Notre Dame Everybody is making love Or else expecting rain And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing He's getting ready for the show He's going to the carnival tonight On Desolation Row. Now Ophelia, she's 'neath the window For her I feel so afraid On her twenty-second birthday She already is an old maid To her, death is quite romantic She wears an iron vest Her profession's her religion Her sin is her lifelessness And though her eyes are fixed upon Noah's great rainbow She spends her time peeking Into Desolation Row. Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood With his memories in a trunk Passed this way an hour ago With his friend, a jealous monk He looked so immaculately frightful As he bummed a cigarette Then he went off sniffing drainpipes And reciting the alphabet You would not think to look at him But he was famous long ago For playing the electric violin On Desolation Row. Dr. Filth, he keeps his world Inside of a leather cup But all his sexless patients They're trying to blow it up Now his nurse, some local loser She's in charge of the cyanide hole And she also keeps the cards that read "Have Mercy on His Soul" They all play on penny whistles You can hear them blow If you lean your head out far enough From Desolation Row. Across the street they've nailed the curtains They're getting ready for the feast The Phantom of the Opera In a perfect image of a priest They're spoonfeeding Casanova To get him to feel more assured Then they'll kill him with self-confidence After poisoning him with words And the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls "Get outa here if you don't know" Casanova is just being punished for going To Desolation Row. At midnight all the agents And the superhuman crew Come out and round up everyone That knows more than they do Then they bring them to the factory Where the heart-attack machine Is strapped across their shoulders And then the kerosene Is brought down from the castles By insurance men who go Check to see that nobody is escaping To Desolation Row. They be to Nero's Neptune The Titanic sails at dawn Everybody's shouting "Which side are you on ?" And Ezra Pound and T. S. Eliot Fighting in the captain's tower While calypso singers laugh at them And fishermen hold flowers Between the windows of the sea Where lovely mermaids flow And nobody has to think too much About Desolation Row. Yes, I received your letter yesterday About the time the door knob broke When you asked me how I was doing Was that some kind of joke ? All these people that you mention Yes, I know them, they're quite lame I had to rearrange their faces And give them all another name Right now I can't read too good Dont send me no more letters no Not unless you mail them From Desolation Row.

To: Giordano Bruno who wrote (253688)	8/2/2003 1:48:42 PM
From: Haim R. Branisteanu	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 436258

I think there is another angle which actually justifies W statements Even now that it's clear the Bushies played up the terror angle because they thought it was the best way to whip up support for getting rid of Saddam, the administration refuses to level with the public. It dishes out the same old sauerkraut -- conjuring up images of al-Qaida by calling Iraqi guerrillas and foreign fighters "terrorists." Meanwhile, the real al-Qaida may be planning more suicide hijackings of passenger planes on the East Coast this summer, Homeland Security says. and it is buried in the recent unpublished part of the 9/11 report regarding the Saudi involvement in supporting Al Queda and their action. IMHO the reliance on Saudi oil is keeping this administration quiet and the war in Iraq started as there was a taw between the Saudis and Iraq last year. US can not attack Saudi state and bring to justice the Wahabis who are actively promoting the destruction of the Western Civilization as preached also by arab philosopher Sayyd Qutb, therefore the solution to fight those supporting terror against the US in Saudi Arabia was to disconnect the money flow from the US and this could be done only by sticking it to the Saudis by establishing a democratic state next door and exchanging energy suppliers. As an unrelated remark Maureen Down logic and inteligence is very wanting