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Politics : Bill Clinton Scandal - SANITY CHECK -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: jlallen who wrote (44997)	5/1/1999 11:07:00 PM
From: Bob Lao-Tse	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 67261

America is the worst nation on the face of the earth, except for any other.<g> -BLT

To: jlallen who wrote (44997)	5/2/1999 5:43:00 PM
From: Johannes Pilch	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 67261

>I have taken where I kissed the ground as I got off my return flight.< I know precisely what you mean, and while I have not yet kissed the ground, I have cried upon returning to American soil. Once many years ago I had to visit the Middle East for an extended visit. I abhorred it. When it was time to return and my plane finally reached the American shore, I could barely maintain composure. A few colleagues were with me, and so I hid my face by keeping it flush against my window. I hardly cry about anything, but I could not help crying that day. There I sat just goin' for it, but I spoke to my colleagues in a perfectly unemotional voice – LOL. >No matter how trite it may sound, for all its faults I have seen no where else on the globe which compares to what we have in America.< Well, of course this is true, and it will sound trite only to the ears of a non-American. Nevertheless, for me there is a breaking point-- a point at which I must reject the definition of what it means to be “American.” What I have seen in Clinton's America simply is not that with which I can identify. So, it seems I no longer have a country. If Americans in past wars died for Clinton's America, then as far as I can see, they died almost in vain. >It is my genuine concern for the America my children will inherit which makes me unable to tolerate the current state of our government and the indifference of our fellow citizens as our foundations are dismantled brick by brick.< Well, unless you are willing to war against the state, I cannot see how you cannot tolerate it. It seems prudent to me to work now to arrange your resources so that at a moment's notice you might increase your mobility and simplicity of life. I certainly do not advocate living in a dungeon, but that you should contemplate what you would do in the event of a major upheaval. Are you in any way vulnerable? If you determine you are, then as a measure of insurance you should now plan ways to remove these vulnerabilities. Teach them to your family. For us, it is a game-- a way of thinking. We even joke about it. I have a nine year-old son who has become an especially great joy to me. I cannot understand it, but this boy has almost overnight developed into such a fine young man. He and I a few days ago were out fishing when he began telling me of Defoe's “Robinson Crusoe.” In the midst of his talk he began probing me to find the extent to which I would go to survive were I trapped aboard a ship. I told him I would do everything in my power to survive. “I would do anything, kill and eat anything, if it meant the maintenance of my life.” “Would you eat bugs!?” “Yes. I would eat bugs.” “What about worms?” “I would eat worms, and enjoy them too.” “What about maggots?” “Yum. Nice and juicy.” “Yuck, Dad! Really now.” “Well, I would!” “Really!!? What about other humans?” “Yes.” “Would you eat me!!!?” “Yup. I'd roast your little butt and chew you right up.” “Dad!!! What about raw? Would you eat me raw?” “Yes. If I had to.” “DAD!!” “What's the problem? If you and I are trapped and I should die, you had better eat me so that you might live.” (long silence) “I guess I would.” “You had better.” “Well would you eat rats?” “Yes. Roasted rat is actually quite a delicacy, similar to baked opossum. Wouldn't you eat them?” “No, at least not initially. I would first catch a male and female and let them do their little thing. Then soon I would have me a RAT FARM!” (uncontrollable laughter)