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June 25, 2005


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The Minutemen will take care of him, Joseph, as soon as they settle the dispute over misappropriation of their brand name. A self-organized group of freeborn citizens operating in the finest traditions of ordered liberty should sort this out.

Don't be stupid; be a smarty:
come and join our Border Party.

"Accordingly, the men and women volunteering for this mission are those who are willing to sacrifice their time, and the comforts of a cozy home, to muster for something much more important than acquiring more "toys" to play with while their nation is devoured and plundered by the menace of tens of millions of invading illegal aliens.

Future generations will inherit a tangle of rancorous, unassimilated, squabbling cultures with no common bond to hold them together, and a certain guarantee of the death of this nation as a harmonious "melting pot."

The result: political, economic and social mayhem.

Historians will write about how a lax America let its unique and coveted form of government and society sink into a quagmire of mutual acrimony among the various sub-nations that will comprise the new self-destructing America."

The aliens aren't only threatening our toys, they're stealing our jouissance!

Switzerland is an Iraq in the making, 'cept the cuckoo clocks are running slower!

School vouchers, home schooling, media and products for specific markets to stoke their closed views, all seems to go towards a nation of tribes, ruled by those who provide the toys, spectacle, brands, and "meaning" manufactured to order.

I used to work with immigrants both legal and undocumented. That's how I learned to swear in Spanish. Their job was to drive all over New York City and Westchester and my job was to dispatch 'em there. Difficulties would arise from the fact that some of them spoke little english and didn't know the streets. Occasionally this would result in a locative error of 50 miles or so. It all worked out in the end. Lot of stories there. Working twelve hour shifts, stealing the American dream from under our noses one wrong-way turn at time. Masters of misdirection, they are.

Funny, isn't it where you get your real education? I am not greatly proud to have taught entry level sales in the deep south, but what I learned about human nature wasn't taught in books. "The American Dream," my friend, we have a contract just for you.

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