"It is like a trance. So what can break a trance? The only thing that can break the trance is the light of truth." ~ Canadian Philosopher John McMurtry as he comments on the psychological warfare that has afflicted us all
Hey DaffyDak...Dan Quayle is relevent becuz his gaffe cost him a lot of credibility in the Media and the electorate, but the Media barely even makes note of Pelosi's much more embarrassing gaffe.
It's a comment about biased reporting in the press (do you understand now?)
Please let me know if anything else I post is beyond yer comprehension...MUD
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"Trouble is, after one year of Obama, there will be nothing left to conserve."
Rome wasn't burnt to the ground in a day, and Obama's finding it's kinda hard to enact his Marxist Agenda than he figgered. RAT Congresscritters need to face reelection, too, and they may not want to try and defend much of what Obama needs to legislate to achieve the sort of change he prefers.
Regards...MUD
Devolve Power Outta the Federal Leviathan and Back to the States, Localities, and Individuals as Prescribed in the U.S. Constitution!!
Edit: Ooops...that's becuz I'm on my office computer and they have a new policy wherein YouTube is blocked out. Sorry, I'll check it out on my home computer this evening.
Devolve Power Outta the Federal Leviathan and Back to the States, Localities, and Individuals as Prescribed in the U.S. Constitution!!
They are up to no good. A pretty decent case can be made that Obama and his clan are trying to make things worse so that more folks will be desperate and look to Big Guv'ment for their salvation...MUD
Devolve Power Outta the Federal Leviathan and Back to the States, Localities, and Individuals as Prescribed in the U.S. Constitution!!
#420. To: Mudboy Slim, Ragin1, Dakmar, Cynicom, all (#418)
MUDBOY SLIM A Biography
MUDBOY SLIM WAS BORN in Lintpick, Louisiana, in the 1950s.* His father, Wayne, made what living he could selling military secrets to the Soviets. Since the elder Stomp held only the rank of Army cook, there wasn't much market for his information. (He would often bitterly claim, "the stupid Russians don't realize that an army travels on its stomach!") Somehow, the family eked by.
Because of Dad's line of work, the Stomps had to move frequently. In addition to living in 17 parishes in Louisiana and 9 different counties in Georgia, Alabama, and Arkansas, young Mud grew up in Baltimore, Pittsburgh, and Detroit, always feeling out of place in the northern towns. The locals would encourage this feeling by beating young Mudboy senseless on a weekly basis. "Something about his face," a childhood friend explained.
Mudboy got his first guitar on his 12th birthday, though his father refused to buy any strings for it until Mud was almost fourteen. Still, this didn't prevent him from practicing six hours a day for two years. It is this early, stringless, tuneless, playing that accounts for much of Mudboys imaginary unique style.
Mudboy married for the first time at seventeen. Then, again, at eighteen, and finally settled down with the "love of my life" at age 20. She left him after two weeks, carrying another boy's child. That's when Mudboy ran away from home for good.
Mud spent the late '60s playing in barely-adequate bar bands ** along the east coast, usually leaving the groups, and town, just ahead of the police.
MUDBOYS FIRST BREAK came when he was working as a janitor at the famous Record Plant recording studio. Late one night, he snuck into a studio to "fool around." While recording a series of "blistering solos," he managed to erase the master tape of Simon & Garfunkel's "Bridge Over Troubled Water." He was fired immediately, but an assistant engineer kept a dub of the solo and six months later Mudboy was invited to play on a Spooky Tooth session.
Asked to leave the recording session because of his aggressive drunkenness, Mudboy stumbled into another failed session-man, drummer "Spud" "Skank" Noonan, who was lying in the alley behind the studio. Spud had been beaten profusely around the head by someone Mudboy claimed to be a Democrat. Further accounts stated that Spud could only say RAT over and over. It is rumored this scarred Mudboy for life. Immediately, they decided to start a band. Almost immediately, they decided to get something more to drink.
While attempting to rob the liquor store, Mudboy and "Skank" met Tommy "Low Balls" Holliman, an air bass player, who was also attempting to rob the liquor store. Thus, in the paddywagon on the way to the police station, was Blacktooth formed.
After receiving suspended sentences, the trio began practicing in earnest and in Holliman's mother's house. Realizing that their sound was "too huge" for the battered equipment they possessed, the young men fell upon a plan to finance both a really loud sound system and their first album.
Unfortunately, Mrs. Holliman hadn't been able to keep up the payments on her homeowners policy and, while she wasn't completely killed in the "accident," relations with her son were strained, to the point that the band was forced to find a new place to practice.
Deciding that the "shortest distance between two points is prob'ly illegal anyway,"Mudboy and the band broke into the Record Plant and, recording secretly between 4 and 5 o'clock in the morning over the course of a month, produced the premier Blacktooth album, Butt Nekkid.
The cover, a Polaroid self-portrait of the band "mooning" the viewer, was banned in every state in the Union, save Louisiana. "Hell," said Parish Sheriff "Buzz" Weamer, "we seen that sad sight before."
"That was like a concept album," Mudboy would later comment, though he never elaborated on what exact "concept" was intended, and critics never noticed. He did go on to say, Seein the music was just too damne hard to play, they just borrowed other peoples music and added rat to a lot of the lyrics. What was clear was the almost-hit song, "Jackknife." An instant anthem among "Wildcat" truckers and other scofflaws, it debuted at number 99 on the Billboard Hot 100 and over the course of three weeks moved all the way up to number 93 before falling into oblivion.
Blacktooth, the band, would take a while longer to reach that destination.
MUDBOY SLIM IS CURRENTLY TOURING UNDER THE AUSPICES OF A 15,000-HOUR COMMUNITY SERVICE PLEA BARGAIN.
### For further information contact: Roadie Over Productions, P.O. Box 2810, Merrifield, VA 22116
* Mudboy is notoriously vague about his age. It is generally agreed that however old he is, he looks at least 15 years older. ** Among the bands: Raw Nerve; Cavity; Abscess; The Depraved; Stink; Dirty White Trash; The Love People.
Ragin1 posted on 2008-04-14 2:44:27 ET (2 images) Reply Trace Private Reply
Liberty is not a means to a higher political end. It is itself the highest political end. Lord Acton
Mudboy married for the first time at seventeen. Then, again, at eighteen, and finally settled down with the "love of my life" at age 20. She left him after two weeks, carrying another boy's child. That's when Mudboy ran away from home for good.
And, if the Toddler were here he would say, BUT GOOD! ahaha.
Liberty is not a means to a higher political end. It is itself the highest political end. Lord Acton
Obama, we've met you... And now we have seen you lie!! If not fer yer faux Media, We'd never have to fight this fight!! Yer handlers, they made you... Turtle sittin' on a post... The Right ain't just talkin'... Dude, there's so much you'll never know!!
I keep sayin', "Yer Barack's women!! You folks are Barack's women!!"
RATS...He can't walk on the water!! Sheep to the final slaughter... Too proud to stand and FReep!!
RATS...Obama "loves" you... Yer suckas, silly dumb fools!! We're talkin' Barack's women!! Baby, ain't he oh so slim?!
Before you know, folks will diss you... And all yer Alinsky lies!! We don't wanna hurt you, Barry... Just want you to say, "Goodbye!"
We keep pleadin' to Barack's women... 'Cuz you are Barack's women... I said yer Barack's women... Nation, won't you make a stand?!!
RATS...He can't walk on the water!! Sheep to the final slaughter... Part of the TRT**...
RATS, Obama "loves" you... But this ain't all about you. Yer playin' Barack's women... Ladies, he's a charlatan!! Stop being Barack's women... Ladies, he's a Marxist man!!
Oh yeah, bye bye, so long, don't cry I'm just packin' my bags, whoo, leavin' you Bye bye, bye bye, bye bye, baby, don't cry I gotta keep on movin', yeah movin' Bye, bye my baby Ooh, don't cry
Mudboy Slim (8 March 2009...daylight savings)
BTW...**TRT=Tyranny Response Team (I've got the t-shirt to prove it...LOL!!)
Devolve Power Outta the Federal Leviathan and Back to the States, Localities, and Individuals as Prescribed in the U.S. Constitution!!
Do you need me to send you a copy of "The Creature", Mud ?
"If you love wealth more than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, depart from us in peace. We ask not your counsel nor your arms. Crouch down and lick the hand that feeds you. May your chains rest lightly upon you and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen.Samuel Adams
"Do you need me to send you a copy of "The Creature", Mud ?"
Nawww...thanks for the offer, but I kept my order to Amazon active, so I oughtta get it sooner or later. I'm now even more anxious to read the book, though...MUD
Devolve Power Outta the Federal Leviathan and Back to the States, Localities, and Individuals as Prescribed in the U.S. Constitution!!
"If you love wealth more than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, depart from us in peace. We ask not your counsel nor your arms. Crouch down and lick the hand that feeds you. May your chains rest lightly upon you and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen.Samuel Adams
Heck no...I just sent in to Amazon for a copy of Mark Levin's new book...we'll see if that one actually arrives. I told you they emailed me and offered to refund my money, but I told them no. Someday I'm gonna go out to my mailbox and be pleasantly surprised...I am looking forward to reading the book...MUD
Devolve Power Outta the Federal Leviathan and Back to the States, Localities, and Individuals as Prescribed in the U.S. Constitution!!
His Jive arrived cold and blustery day...He'd Savior the world with his casual way. But Barry's need to tax, fer bills he made...Voters will walk when THIS is yer "Change"!! Teleprompt' talking was all he knew...he had no clue!! He said, "I'm gonna be yer tool, RATS. We're growin' guv'ment just fer you!!"
But the RATS are disabled...Hillary's a loon!! Liberal fools preachin' "Country's in ruins!!" When you growing up, RATS? You spend and spend!! But we'll stand together soon, son...you know we'll have a good time then.
Well my son turned ten just the other day. He said, "Obama's da bomb, dad, don't Vote McCain!!" Gotta teach him to know. I said, "Marxism's a haven fer fools." He said, "Vote McCain!!" And then we walked away...lobbed a shot at the rim... And he said, "I'm gonna be like Reagan... You know I'm gonna be like him."
Yes, the RATS are disabled... Hillary's a loon!! Barry boy's blue...'cuz he don't like my tunes. When you growing up, O? This ain't pretend!! Git yer act together soon. You know we'll have a good time then.
Barack came from college just the other day...He has a nice tan, so the Leftists say. Next, he organized...community-style. He'd tilt his head, then he'd flash his big smile, What he really learned, RATS, was Chicago's Daley sleaze. Dumb debator. Marxists he did please.
Yes, the RATS're disabled...they're Obama goons... Liberal fools, man, they can't stand my tunes. When you growing up, O? You tax and spend... But we'll stand together soon, RATS. You'll know you've fought the far Right then. Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!! Oh oh oh oh!!
Young Obama looks tired, the Rightwing don't play!! Rush called Him out, but Barry said "Nay". Right said, "We shall defeat you, cuz Leftists lie." We said, "We love this land, best if you say goodbye." Obama's new job's a hassle, and his motives ain't true. But it's sure nice singing to you, RATS. It's been sure nice singing to you. And as we vote out Big O, 2012 it'll be... Our country shall be freed. Repowerin' Liberty!!
And the RATS're disabled by MUD's borrowed tunes... Liberal fools chantin' "Country's in ruins!!" When you growing up, son?! November '10!! 'Cuz we'll be together then, RATS, Yer rilin' up the good Right men.
When you growing up, son? November '10!! 'Cuz we'll be together then, O...were gonna have a good time then.
Mudboy Slim (25 March 2009)
Devolve Power Outta the Federal Leviathan and Back to the States, Localities, and Individuals as Prescribed in the U.S. Constitution!!
"If you love wealth more than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, depart from us in peace. We ask not your counsel nor your arms. Crouch down and lick the hand that feeds you. May your chains rest lightly upon you and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen.Samuel Adams
"You still think there is one bit of difference between demonrats and repugnicans?"
Of course there is, you ol' coot. If the last coupla months haven't convinced you of the differences between the parties, the next four surely will...MUD
Devolve Power Outta the Federal Leviathan and Back to the States, Localities, and Individuals as Prescribed in the U.S. Constitution!!
The only reason power changes hands at all is so it looks like there is some opposition.
But just to cite a small example. NYS passed an assault weapon ban in 2000, with a repugnicant gov, senate and legislature in power, something the demonrats were unable to do.
Socialists and Communists running head long into world government.
Jump out of the matrix while you still can.
"If you love wealth more than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, depart from us in peace. We ask not your counsel nor your arms. Crouch down and lick the hand that feeds you. May your chains rest lightly upon you and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen.Samuel Adams