"Chip in" to RP's war chest of impotence and win this lovely piece of crap:
Further details (thanks to Vyz):
We are also presenting Ron and Carol Paul a beautiful drawing of them in colonial dress for their belated 51st anniversary. There will be 500 copies printed and sold to help pay for this rally. A proof which will be documented and signed will be given away to the person who donates the highest amount on this chip in. The drawing will be autographed by Ron himself, matted and framed. This will become more valuable as time goes on.
"Valuable," as in "Look for what I got for ninety-nine cents on eBay!"
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Monday, March 24, 2008
UTICANS ON "BEYOND THE GRASSY KNOLL" AUDIO NOW AVAILABLE
Sunday, March 16, 2008
DR. DEATH'S CAMPAIGN SONG!
Dr. Jack Kevorkian is running for Congress in the great state of Michigan. In 1994 I wrote a possible campaign song for Dr. Death, "Cavorting With Kevorkian." Here's my 1996 recording:
Monday, March 10, 2008
WEBSTER TWERPLEY IS A TARP!
And "tarp" of course is "prat" spelled backwards.
Much against my better judgment, I put on the Tarpley show Saturday as a counter-irritant to dishwashing. What a tired, fulminating hack Web has become.
Rather than acknowledge any possibility that the election is rigged in favor of his sweetie-pie, Hillrita, he starts dumping on John Zogby for calling the match a dead heat, suggesting he should retire from polling. He then starts impugning the Zogby brothers as part of some evil pro-Obama cabal, possibly allied with the US Intelligence.
Yeah, this is personal. My wife and I know the Zogbys well, and Tarp the Prat's remarks of March 8, 2008 would qualify as slander if they were not so evidently the product of a once-fine mind now irrevocably deranged by paranoia and delusions of grandeur.
John Zogby is a thoroughly decent man, but his vocation is based on the premise of an accurate count of votes--and that will never happen if the results are not what they want.
As for Tarpley, beyond Saturday's slap at John Zogby, his repeated epithets, smears, and catch-phrases are quite Limbaughesque (if not downright LaRouchean). It is a misuse of his vaunted (formerly) great brain to spout such blather in the service of the elite. He bowls over the credulous with his big words, his lapsing into Italian or German, and his air of being a fount of inside information.
And now, with his Hillary badge in full view, he has long last revealed himself as a total sell-out to the high-rollers in the Big Casino.
And no, Web, I'm not getting my marching orders from Langley, the Obama campaign, or Zogby International. I'm a total skeptic, and I don't really give a good Goddamn who becomes President. I'm fairly sure it will be tipped in the favor of HRC--but things will no doubt continue to be lousy (and probably get worse) whatever figurehead gets the job. It's not a process over which I feel I have any control--and so I focus on more personal matters.
Just don't fuck with Utica, or with anyone from Utica--particularly if I know the party in question, and grasp the full magnitude of the horseshit you're dealing.
Much against my better judgment, I put on the Tarpley show Saturday as a counter-irritant to dishwashing. What a tired, fulminating hack Web has become.
Rather than acknowledge any possibility that the election is rigged in favor of his sweetie-pie, Hillrita, he starts dumping on John Zogby for calling the match a dead heat, suggesting he should retire from polling. He then starts impugning the Zogby brothers as part of some evil pro-Obama cabal, possibly allied with the US Intelligence.
Yeah, this is personal. My wife and I know the Zogbys well, and Tarp the Prat's remarks of March 8, 2008 would qualify as slander if they were not so evidently the product of a once-fine mind now irrevocably deranged by paranoia and delusions of grandeur.
John Zogby is a thoroughly decent man, but his vocation is based on the premise of an accurate count of votes--and that will never happen if the results are not what they want.
As for Tarpley, beyond Saturday's slap at John Zogby, his repeated epithets, smears, and catch-phrases are quite Limbaughesque (if not downright LaRouchean). It is a misuse of his vaunted (formerly) great brain to spout such blather in the service of the elite. He bowls over the credulous with his big words, his lapsing into Italian or German, and his air of being a fount of inside information.
And now, with his Hillary badge in full view, he has long last revealed himself as a total sell-out to the high-rollers in the Big Casino.
And no, Web, I'm not getting my marching orders from Langley, the Obama campaign, or Zogby International. I'm a total skeptic, and I don't really give a good Goddamn who becomes President. I'm fairly sure it will be tipped in the favor of HRC--but things will no doubt continue to be lousy (and probably get worse) whatever figurehead gets the job. It's not a process over which I feel I have any control--and so I focus on more personal matters.
Just don't fuck with Utica, or with anyone from Utica--particularly if I know the party in question, and grasp the full magnitude of the horseshit you're dealing.
Thursday, March 06, 2008
BEYOND THE GRASSY KNOLL SHOW RECORDED TODAY WILL BE UP WITHIN TWO WEEKS
Herb Smith and I participated in a special "Beyond the Grassy Knoll" program with Vyzygoth today that will stream from this site within a couple of weeks. Topics discussed: the WTC 7 essay of Arthur Scheuerman (who graciously commented on our Jim Hoffman post) and the insistence of Judy Wood that molecular dissociation is still occurring at the WTC site. The program from last Friday night was beset with technical glitches, but may be edited and also posted in the near future.
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