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Ahh, I'll increase my estimates of both your cleverness and intelligence.

If I give you half of my house in a legal contract, how could I later sell the whole house to the Federal Government so they could build a freeway through it?

You were? I guess I can't keep track of everybody's history around here. Aren't you just turned 21, and round about 3rd year in college? Where did your stint fit in? Being a military brat doesn't count...

If I sell rights to put in a big ass gas pipeline through my property, and then sell the property to you, that doesn't do away with the pipeline company's easement, does it? Making new contracts don't abrogate old ones made with other people. If the US wanted to give away whaling or fishing rights that belong to other people, they would have to negotiate with those people before they did so. Otherwise, closing my checking account would mean that I wouldn't owe you the money for that rubber check I gave you. German, eh? I've got quite a bit of that in my bloodline too, and the two nations share an uncomfortable bit of history, but immigration in the early part of last century lets us off the hook, eh?

The various Tribes are soverign nations, and not bound by US agreements. That's why you can buy fireworks and cheap cigarettes on the Rez. Whoo hoo, that makes them as well off as Mexico. It also means the US can't give away their rights. Besides, we're talking about fishing in Trask's neighborhood, not whaling for the Makah, who probably don't like those folk over there anymore than Trask does. "Native American" is like saying "Hispanic", as if any Costa Rican wants to be lumped in with the Cubans. What are you, some kind of scummy Irish cast off? Odds are my hard working Norweigan ancestors would have spit on your lot. But not me comrade! I'm all for the working class! Nonetheless, native americans have a larger per capita volunteerism rate for the military in times of war than any other segment of the population. Seems like even though its not their land anymore they have a degree of loyalty that exceeds your johnny-come-lately gum flappery. I'm way too old, but whats your excuse for sitting on the sidelines lately: "sorry, but I was too busy drinking cheap alcohol in Eastern Europe while pretending to be in school."

It's not "give them" Fence Sitter, its "keep our promises." This is not the same thing as the argument around reparations to Blacks for slavery, its a contract we made. It's the same thing as the person who bought your property not wanting you to pay for it because they signed the contract a long time ago and they don't feel like it. Its not because of what we did, its because of what we agreed to.

Wrong again pinhead. The Treaty of Neah Bay (1855) states: ARTICLE 4. The right of taking fish and of whaling or sealing at usual and accustomed grounds and stations is further secured to said Indians in common with all citizens of the United States, and of erecting temporary houses for the purpose of curing, together with the privilege of hunting and gathering roots and berries on open and unclaimed lands: Provided, however, That they shall not take shell-fish from any beds staked or cultivated by citizens.

Yeah, fuck that. Who needs to keep promises? You really do work in the insurance industry, don't you?

Get thee back to school, college boy. It's called treaty rights, and its not about what the ancestors of the people who employed your illegal immigrant antecedents did to the natives, but rather about the promises this country gave in exhange for the land your landlord owns that your skinny ass is sitting on.

Oh, my bad punctuation. Christopher Hitchens is a writer, known for taking on well loved public figures like Princess Diana and Mother Teresa. He's written a number of books, as well as columns regularly for Vanity Fair and The Nation, among others. He quit The Nation in high dudgeon over their opposition to the Iraq war, and while generally leftist, he prefers to consider himself a contrarian. Agree or disagree with his position, he's often an erudite and entertaining read.

I've always been fond of Christopher Hitchen's description of Mother Teresa: "a thieving, fanatical Albanian dwarf"

Gawd, there you are Dick, whining again. I know you do it well, but isn't it time you learn a new song? "I'm such a lame dick that moderators on CC.com are the worst thing in my life." Put your head between your knees and take a deep breath, that will help calm your manic sobbing. Cavey: Don't I even make your most hated list any more? You just broke my heart you two timing bastard. Sphinx and DFA are two completly separate arrows aimed at your ass. I know how much it chaps you when others link avatars you don't control to your hide, so I thought I should point it out for you when you make the same mistakes.

And here I am listening to "Dr Doom's Easy Listening: the best of The Wipers according to Mark Twight." Seems like a gimme that he'd put "Pushing the Extreme" as the first cut, but overall his choices are a little weak, trending towards the more modern late generation stuff and almost ignoring cuts from the brilliant "Over the Edge" album, except of "Romeo" which at the moment I'll argue is one of the best tunes ever written.

Hah ha, suck it whitey, 'bout time you got the shit end of the stick. Whaddya say, would you trade your life of whiteness for a leg up in the commercial crab business?

Hah, I've put my hands in the first jams, that was enough. I liked the slanting underclingy thing to the right though.

Great pics, the "break time" shot in particular is a great character portrait. Looks like you guys had a lot of fun.

Yow. Tat? Could be paint? Would you have to work on the, erm, appendage, only while erect? Tool in one hand, vibrator in the other? The mind boggles.

Sloth, I think we've covered this ground in the past, so I didn't want to be redundant and repeat myself by telling the same stories over and over. I think I'll save that for a more advanced old age. If you want to read some stories, give it a search in either Climbers Board or Spray, within the last year.

Indeed it was, though if that's the nadir of DFA's climbing life, he's led a charmed existence. Frankly, I thought the blithe panache with which he flung himself at the testpiece was impressive. What's a little long sling off the anchor between friends, eh?

POPE ERIK

Dog flea & tick collars on your wrists, ankles, and around your neck.

South Sound next week! I gotta be in PDX this Tuesday. I was thinking to propose a South South Sound climbing & drinking outdoor Pub Club at my place, if there's folks who would be interested. That would be in Tenino, which makes it just a bit far for the Seattle crew, but there are Tacoma folk and any number of lurkerish Olympians. There's a good firepit for drinking around, roasting horsecock, and swapping yarns, and good climbing on a mess of routes on the quarry wall behind. Only one route clocks in as easy as 5.9 though, so be forewarned.

I used to think the red devil guy was displaying his thumbs, not middle fingers.

Asleep in my bed in Olympia, but the day before I'd been on the Eliot Glacier on Hood, which would have been an awesome front row seat for the event.

Ahh of course, how about Utah Phillips? Its the between song stories that he really excels at, but he does have a deep love of American folk music, with a healty dose of the labor politics version. Of the brits, there's also Billy Bragg, though he's more of the doc marten's wearing faux folk variety. Check out Golden Delicious or the solo stuff by Pete Krebs (in GD as well as the long lost Hazel, decidedly NOT folk). E-Rock, Giant Sand has had more members than you can shake a stick at. Covertino and Burns (Calexico) were mainstays, and defintely still tour with Howe Gelb, but Giant Sand has always been Gelb's baby and he just fills in the roster with buddies as needed. He has gone all adult and shit lately, I miss the older sloppy rock and rage of the earlier years.