This thread is dedicated to all that feel we were cheated from a better President than George W. Bush is or will be.
Part of me wanted to give up about 12:30 a.m. November 3, 2004, but I changed my mind.
George W. Bush and his gang are the most detrimental team America has ever owned.
I try and deal with facts. It works about all the time.
Sometimes bad for Dems, and sometimes for the Reps.
This thread is my tent. My house on the internet. Please treat it as such.
If you don't consider yourself a hero or want to be one, or you don't consider yourself a patriot or want to be one please don't post here. I read every post, and don't need the extra noise.
We'll have a "Local Hero" list in our header now of people who are doing a great American job in how they speak here and other things they say and do. "When we need heroes. We only have to look at each other. It is there we find them."
"Local Hero" list: (alphabetical)
Wharf Rat
altair19
Bill on the Hill
Calculated Risk
elpolvo
geode00
James Calladine
Karen Lawrence
Patricia Trinchero
redfish
stockman scott
Suma
techguerrilla
"Local Hero" Lyrics
Bruce Springsteen
I was driving through my hometown
I was just kinda killin' time
When I seen a face staring out of a black velvet painting
From the window of the five and dime
I couldn't quite recall the name
But the pose looked familiar to me
So I asked the salesgirl "Who was that man
Between the doberman and Bruce Lee?"
She said "Just a local hero"
"Local hero" she said with a smile
"Yeah a local hero he used to live here for a while"
I met a stranger dressed in black
At the train station
He said "Son your soul can be saved"
There's beautiful women nights of low livin'
And some dangerous money to be made
There's a big town 'cross the whiskey line
And if we turn the right cards up
They make us boss the devil pays off
And them folks that are real hard up
They get their local hero
Somebody with the right style
They get their local hero
Somebody with just the right smile
Well I learned my job I learned it well
Fit myself with religion and a story to tell
First they made me the king then they made me pope
Then they brought the rope
I woke to a gypsy girl sayin' "Drink this"
Well my hands had lost all sensation
These days I'm feeling all right
'Cept I can't tell my courage from my desperation
From the tainted chalice
Well I drunk some heady wine
Tonight I'm layin' here
But there's something in my ear
Sayin' there's a little town just beneath the floodline
Needs a local hero
Somebody with the right style
Lookin' for a local hero
Someone with the right smile
Local hero local hero she said with a smile.
Sioux |
