ZZZOTTT! BushCo Reams Nation Good

SF Chronicle ^ | Mark Morford

[backhoe]

"Has that clinton "legacy" made you feel safer yet?"

Lest Americans ever forget why the clintons, and all their enablers need to be hectored, hounded, and harried into silence, until "clintonese is only spoken in Hell," look here:

http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/news/765080/posts

The Clinton Files
various links | 10-08-02 | The Heavy Equipment Guy

 

http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/news/723210/posts

Liars-- and Sleaze, Incorporated... ( my files on the clintons and friends )
various links | 7-27-02 | The Heavy Equipment Guy

 

http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/fr/611951/posts

Hodgepodge O' Hillary
various links | 01-20-02 | backhoe

 

http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/news/771000/posts

The Atomic Genie- what we have about North Korea's Nuclear program
various FR posts | 10-17-02 | The Heavy Equipment Guy

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Oh, and BTW- thanks for giving me another opportunity to post these links so people who haven't seen them can inform themselves...

[Howlin]

Oh my lord......how dreadful he is!

[Aquamarine]

[cwb]

"Why did we invade?"

To send a message. We know were you are and we will take you out. For over 30 years we've fought with our gloves on, treating terrorism as a trivial inconvenience. Since 9/11, those days are gone. Regardless of WMDs, something has to be done with the radicals in the Mid-East. Iraq presented the perfect oppurtunity to begin this phase...along with Afghanistan. And now the literal "squeeze" is on Iran. That's not saying that Saddam didn't have WMD's: we know he did and even the UN acknowledged this.

Instead of liberals celebrating the absence of these weapons, they should be concerned about were they are? But they can't do that because they're more interested in making Bush look bad. Even if we assume Saddam destroyed them, were's the residue? According to experts, these types of weapons (especially Sarin and Mustard) leave residual traces in the soil for years. And yet Saddam wouldn't even provide evidence of their destruction.

Two confirmed Bio-labs roaming the countryside...away from inspectors, may seem irrelevant to some, but to me, it's a little suspicious. And even if they're clean, why weren't they reported to the UN inspectors. And this does't even include the Al Somud and SCUDs missiles that were found and previously banned. An absence of evidence shouldn't be attributed to an absence of guilt. The burden of proof was on Saddam to prove he didn't have...or destroyed, his WMDs. And he didn't do that.

[vikingcelt]

"should not get published by any newspaper that expects to be viewed as a credible news source." The SF Comical is absolutely NOT a credible news source. It is a travesty and it is not a "newspaper"... It's an embarassment and an insult to any sane person.

[4mycountry]

VIKING KITTIE ZOT!!!!

[RedQuill]

Mark Morford was the writer of an article who's title is indelibly etched in my mind:

"Pretty Blue Angels of Death". You can still find it out there. I read it again the other day because I needed a laugh.

[jriemer]

MILITARTY-GRADE ZOT!

[jriemer]

>>>>FREERAD is now at ZOT!con 1. Threat Confidence is High. <<<<

Repeat Threat Confidence is High. This is not a drill.

[jriemer]

We come from the land of the ice and snow...

[jriemer]

Behold, the awesome power of the Viking Kitties...

[hellinahandcart]

LOL. I like "Please sir may I have a dollar?"

I also like Miss Morford's rants. He is as entertaining in his own way as Robert Fisk.

Why, give him a head wound and lots of dirty bandages, and he'd be just perfect...

[finnman69]

For the others to laugh at Miss Morford...

http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-news/770353/posts

Pretty Blue Angels of Death [Anti-Military/Anti-USA BARF ALERT!]
San Francisco Chronicle ^ | 10/16/02 | Mark Morford


Posted on 10/16/2002 4:54 PM EDT by MikalM


Let us now happily observe the Navy's shiny and world-renowned Blue Angels precision flying team roaring over S.F. Bay, shaking the office windows and triggering a million car alarms and inducing coronaries in the elderly and panicking the easily panickable into thinking Armageddon is at hand at last, take me Jesus I am ready, oh wait, damn, it's just Fleet Week.


Let us further imagine the happy throngs of spectators enjoying the annual air show (yours truly included), over a million people this past weekend, all largely awed by the power and grace and insane fuel consumption and butt-clenching roar of the six powerful F/A-18 Hornets dancing over Alcatraz and pretending to almost collide and causing ten thousand Marina babies to cry.


Such was the scene we witnessed over the past sunny lovely weekend in San Francisco, repeated every year except last, what with the 9/11 confusion and all, not really a good time to demonstrate the power and intense danger of hardcore macho military aircraft buzzing around tall buildings in a major city at 600 mph.


But now all is happy and good. Now all is back to normal. The Blue Angels can fly free again and demonstrate the beauty and strength of mankind's shocking and soul-curdling technological warfare achievements, and isn't it reassuring and sweet how they are just for show and spectacle and slightly sinister Navy PR because of course we are now a country at peace. Oh wait.


This is why many people I know loathe the Blue Angels, despise what they represent, their wastefulness and aggro-military machismo and how they impact the environment and scare the aforementioned elderly and by the way whatever the hell is in that funky oil-smoke the planes always discharge for special effect can't be all that healthy.


And hence many people refuse to watch the show; they curse the roar and the flyover surprises and the entire Bay Area military connection, find it more than a little sad and strange that we see such entertainment value in what is essentially a bunch of incredibly expensive and noxious weapons of war.


But this is exactly the point. The Blue Angels need to be seen right now. Their awful power needs to be ingested by the cultural soul, to realize their destructive and deadly power, to see how they are, while ironically wonderful and fun and strangely beautiful to watch in their ugly lethality, they are loaded with terrible deeper meanings, industrialized brutal poetry.


Let us now imagine, say, Afghanistan. Let us now imagine Iraq (soon, Georgie, soon). Squadron after squadron of these very same gorgeous roaring $28 million jets but this time not lovely shiny polished blue and not moving in entertaining smoke-trailing formations across the sky and making little boys squeal.


But this time in tight aggressive hillside-annihilating bombing-run formation, dropping billions in deadly ordnance every day for weeks and months, devastating towns, killing foreign women and swarthy Islamic babies and, oh yes, those pesky ragtag al-Qaida fighters who scattered to the hills months ago. Let us imagine what that must feel like, to see those planes roar overhead, with an entirely different mission.


For many they are brute macho breathtaking reassurance that America is still fighting some sort of good fight, still kickass and badass and hoo boy watch out here come the Good Guys, that our tax-dollar trillions in bloated military expenditures can at least provide a nice afternoon air show in the park, whew.


But of course these exact jets are also, for millions of others, the bringers of death. These very same aircraft are awesome machines of violent destruction sent by Cheney and Dubya and Rummy to blast already destitute and deeply oppressed foreign countries into submission so that Bush & Co. can lay some pipe and their oil crony pals can stop salivating at the prospect of a newly gutted Iraq and actually get in there and make some billions. This is the true reality.


I very much enjoy watching the Blue Angels. It was a truly gorgeous day. They were majestic and amazing and the talent and skill required to pilot those aircraft is astounding and impressive and the awe they impart is rare and strange and fascinating and disturbing. But.


Of course everyone knows these planes are weapons of war, but few of us perhaps truly imagine the powerlessness of those under attack, imagine the victims of these huge and glistening and sun-kissed and biggerfasterdeadlierthanyours fighters, these insanely destructive jets, the sheer unbridled terror, what is must be like for the people, the civilians, the families and neighborhoods and babies in strollers, every day, for months on end.


Maybe the Blue Angels could serve as just such a reminder. After all, a little profound and heartfelt, unclouded American empathy could be just what this nation needs.

[section9]

I also like Miss Morford's rants. He is as entertaining in his own way as Robert Fisk.

Actually, there is a difference. Fisk can actually write. He writes pro-Jihadist crap, but let's face it, even Joseph Goebbels or Julius Streicher knew how to write.

Morford's columns are akin to Maureen Dowd's: clever turns of phrase, over and over and over again! After a while, they lose their sense of originality and one realizes that it's the same template day after fu#*kng day.

By the way, can we all take up a collection to purchase a gift box of soap-on-a-rope for Mr. Morford? You know how much he hates to have to bend over in public showers....

Be Seeing You,

Chris

[jpl]

It is truly amazing to me that a major newspaper would actually publish this kind of gutter sludge.

[muleskinner]

Not if you know the Chronicle.

[muleskinner]

Jeez, what's that?

[hellinahandcart]

Morford's columns are akin to Maureen Dowd's: clever turns of phrase, over and over and over again!

When I read Mark Morford, I like to play "count the run-on sentences", "Adjectives: Over Or Under 1000?", "Find the Words 'kiss', 'juicy', 'butt'/'ass', and 'insane'" (they always, always appear), and "Imagine the Decibels".

He's much more fun to read than Maureen Dowd.

[ewing]

lol! 'Stole his yellow!'