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Name: Chi
Birthday: 7/1/1986
Gender: Male
Interests: Philosophy, Poetry, Reggae, Communism, Ska, Art, Guitar, World Cultures, Religions, Music, Social Issues, War, History
Expertise: Communism, Music, World Cultures, War, History
Occupation: Student
Industry: Government
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Member Since:
6/24/2004
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| Joe gets up at 6 a.m. and fills his coffeepot with water to prepare his morning coffee. The water is clean and good because some tree-hugging liberal fought for minimum water-quality standards. With his first swallow of water, he takes his daily medication. His medications are safe because some stupid commie liberal fought to ensure their safety and that they work as advertised.
All but $10 of his medications are paid for by his employer's medical plan because some liberal union workers fought their employers for paid medical insurance -- now Joe gets it, too.
Joe prepares his morning breakfast; bacon and eggs. Joe's bacon is safe to eat because some girly-man liberal fought for laws to regulate the meat packing industry.
In the morning shower, Joe reaches for his shampoo. His bottle is properly labeled with each ingredient and the amount in the total contents because some crybaby liberal fought for his right to know what he was putting on his body and how much it contained.
Joe dresses, walks outside and takes a deep breath. The air he breathes is clean because some environmentalist wacko liberal fought for the laws to stop industries from polluting our air.
He walks on the government-provided sidewalk to subway station for his government-subsidized ride to work. It saves him considerable money in parking and transportation fees because some fancy-pants liberal fought for affordable public transportation, which gives everyone the opportunity to be a contributor.
Joe begins his work day. He has a good job with excellent pay, medical benefits, retirement, paid holidays and vacation because some lazy liberal union members fought and died for these working standards. Joe's employer pays these standards because Joe's employer doesn't want his employees to call the union.
If Joe is hurt on the job or becomes unemployed, he'll get a worker compensation or unemployment check because some stupid liberal didn't think he should lose his home because of his temporary misfortune.
It is noontime and Joe needs to make a bank deposit so he can pay some bills. Joe's deposit is federally insured by the FDIC (or the NCUA, if he's part of a credit union) because some godless liberal wanted to protect Joe's money from unscrupulous bankers who ruined the banking system before the Great Depression.
Joe has to pay his Fannie Mae-underwritten mortgage and his below-market federal student loan because some elitist liberal decided that Joe and the government would be better off if he was educated and earned more money over his lifetime. Joe also forgets that his in addition to his federally subsidized student loans, he attended a state funded university.
Joe is home from work. He plans to visit his father this evening at his farm home in the country. He gets in his car for the drive. His car is among the safest in the world because some America-hating liberal fought for car safety standards to go along with the tax-payer funded roads.
He arrives at his boyhood home. His was the third generation to live in the house financed by Farmers' Home Administration because bankers didn't want to make rural loans.
The house didn't have electricity until some big-government liberal stuck his nose where it didn't belong and demanded rural electrification.
He is happy to see his father, who is now retired. His father lives on Social Security and a union pension because some wine-drinking, cheese-eating liberal made sure he could take care of himself so Joe wouldn't have to.
Joe gets back in his car for the ride home, and turns on a radio talk show. The radio host keeps saying that liberals are bad and conservatives are good. He doesn't mention that the beloved Republicans have fought against every protection and benefit Joe enjoys throughout his day. Joe agrees: "We don't need those big-government liberals ruining our lives! After all, I'm a self-made man who believes everyone should take care of themselves, just like I have." | | |
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A house of cards
A supple heart
Is not a place to dwell
Now you have your cake
Don’t hesitate
Come on just do it,
Come on just do it
Put it in your mouth
There is only now
Tomorrow has to wait
But know there’s no backing out
This is gonna be reality
You can never dream it down
I have No way
Of telling
The two apart
Well I made amends
In the general sense
But the devil’s in the details
And I know the cause
And I want to stop
But I can’t do it,
I just can’t do it
There was love I meant
There were accidents
So tell me which is which
‘Cus I just can’t work it out
But for memory and clarity
We had better write it down
I have no way
Of knowing the truth
With time dissolves
I put the past into the ground
I saw the future as a cloud
If theres still time to turn around
Im going to
Its just one day I fell asleep
And **now all day all night I dream**
I am the first one I deceive
If I can make myself believe
The rest is easy… | | |
| someone from california seems very interested in me
who are you?
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| We might kiss when we are alone.
When nobody's watching,
we might take it home.
We might make out when nobody's there.
It's not that we're scared,
it's just that it's delicate
So why do you fill my sorrow
with the words you've borrowed
from the only place you've known?
And why do you sing Hallelujah
if it means nothing to ya?
Why do you sing with me at all?
We might live like never before.
When there's nothing to give,
well how can we ask for more
We might make love in some sacred place.
The look on your face is delicate
So why do you fill my sorrow
With the words you've borrowed
From the only place you've known
And why do you sing Hallelujah
if it means nothing to ya?
Why do you sing with me at all?
So why do you fill my sorrow
with the words you've borrowed
from the only place you've known?
And why do you sing Hallelujah
if it means nothing to ya?
Why do you sing with me at all? | | |
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