FUUUU-UUUUCK..!! ((How many in the uh.. Bush..? Will we ever know just how in cahoots these battleground puppeteers are ..& who’s been handed down as sacrificial lambs, while the rebels take out only the occasional figurehead. This damned once blessed planet is just such a reluctant whore ..but whored nonetheless. Just once, I imagine, if dear Mother Noosphere & her K9 ..and.. Father Sun & the Seraphim’d drop on in with smooth-as-silk grace & un-pugnaciousness and pluck off oh sum way about 40 or so heads in the good light o midday autumn here in the West to summer solstice there down under where they just get along to go along with the Whigs & their ancient bigoted machinations, & whatsoever in-between why…maybe we could gather roun healthy fire-circles again & toast ode to Slainte! in the coming months & the now resound. BUT…like that good man once said: The pain …and the shame, ..of.. surrender………))