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increasing taxes & inflating prices for fuel is a tax on the poor. fuel makes up a huge piece of their pie, and the rich don't care because they'll have money to do what they want anyway. THis is a bullshit argument. Price is the only mechanism that will change public behavior for a more sustainable future. That's just the way humans are put together. Government should be playing a central role by providing transportation or tele commuting incentives for the poor and rich alike.

??? The trip itself is 'unnecessary', so neither machine is less or more necessary than the other. Industrial emissions, commuting, and home heating/cooling are, by far, the largest producers of greenhouse gas emissions. Helicopters don't even register on the same scale. Until you've optimized your commute and home heating consumption, I wouldn't preach to others about the occasionally splurging on some heli time.

We are responding with salient points, albeit humorously. You just don't get it.

Quite right. I would think that, say, around 10,033 flubs would be sufficient though.

I do a fair bit of public speaking and I can assure you, from my experience at least, that saying something really stupid in front of a live audience is both easy and fun for the whole family.

Let's stick to the data, shall we?

Kerry was a C student too. BTW, I graduated magna cum laude from the UC system, do you want me to be your next president? Ah, well. No filtration system is perfect.

THE SOLUTION:

Moderators: Please move this to the personality disorder forum.

Yes, but think of how many homeless people he could house on all that freshly logged open space! Funny how Democrat charity always seems to begin with other people's money. Looks like the Bush compound would be a more spacious alternative. http://cryptome.org/bush-ranch-005.jpg And here I thought Bush was a complete incompetent, but he's apparently damn good at clearing brush.

Actually, a 17 year old congressional page did. The Idaho Statesman has the full story of Mr. Craig's long, clandestine adventures inside the (water) closet. But, you know, at least he's not GAY.

Wrong. Much of the polarity results from people on both sides of any single divisive issue who have thought long and hard on it, have heard the other side(s) ad nauseum, and have come to their own position. No amount of continued "dialog" will matter for squat. The so-called "discussion" comes down to beating a dead horse... over and over again. Listening to the same arguments again and again. There is no point whatsoever, and that covers about 99% of all the "political" discussions on this list or elsewhere. Why, WHY won't they all just stop talking and listen.... ....to me?

What, no 10 essentials? Well done.

Over the years I've climbed with people of just about every political or a-political stripe. I haven't noticed a common political bent, but it does seem that the climbers I've met are somewhat bent. In any case, their politics, or lack thereof, had little to do with how much I enjoyed their company or how good a climbing partner they were/are. I've got pretty, uh, strong political views...if only I could get over my shyness issues about sharing them, but with new climbing partners it's probably best to hang back and let the magic happen however it happens. If that involves political discussion, fine. If not, fine too. Hopefully it involves a little climbing. A little bit of humor comes in handy, too.

THIS IS WHAT DEMOCRACY LOOKS LIKE! (Esto es qué democracia se parece a, cabrones)

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That's cool. I'm more of a slitherer anyway.

Speaking of Yakima: Taco truck locator This might, of course, lead to taco truck bombings if it were exported to Iraq.

OK, so I ordered my camera on the web. I get a call from some Brooklyner (no surprise) saying that my camera battery will only last 20 minutes and that I really should by an 'extended' battery. Then he let's it slip that the camera is refurbished. CANCEL ORDER. They guy says Bye in about a millisecond and hangs up on me. Fine. I order again, from a more 'reputable' dealer. Same fucking treatment. I get a call two days later, this time the guy (same accent) tells me that I've purchased the 'wholesale version' with a shorter battery life (bullshit) and when I say 'that's fine', (you can get replacement batteries for $12, a bit lower than the $59 he was offering) he then tries to upsell me to the 'English version', because the version I've purchased is in Japanese...for an additional $50. CANCEL ORDER. This time, the guy says, "OK, if you're that cheap," before hanGing (hard G) up. I've dealt the the notorious jewish camera merchants of Brooklyn before plenty of times, but this was a new low. Other typical scams from these guys are having you pay for faster shipping when the item is out of stock and the extended one year warranty (which comes with the camera for free). I finally phone ordered from a third merchant so I could get the verbal runaround out of the way up front. Sure enough, he tried the battery upsell, but I cut him off and let him know that I already had extra everything from a previously dead camera. That worked.

Scientists re-create out of body experiences

How does one make the desert bloom? Populate it with Republican retirees. Instead of 130,000 hapless teenagers, perhaps we should send in the population of Scottsdale, AZ. In no time, Iraq would go from this: to this: Of course, this would require a massive re-training program to create an army of Iraqi caddies, valet parking attendants, waiters, and gardeners. The question is not whether we can, it's DO WE HAVE THE WILL?

We've got to think outside the box. Our 'exit strategy', althought it looks more like an exit wound at this point, could be any one of the following, or more. The possibilities are endless. Final Solution: Kill all 23 million Iraqis. Classical Solution: Have Bush's daughters marry the top Shiite and Sunni warlords. Dissolution: Split Iraq into 137 cute little countries, each with its own website and headgear. Absolution: Ask the Pope for forgiveness, then run like hell. Iranian solution: Invite Iran in as a peace keeping force, then quietly slip away. Web solution: Sell Iraq on ebay.

"Patrick McHenry"? Sounds like the burger that comes with the "Patriot Meal" at a D.C. Golden Arches.

In my day I had to pretend that my father's wire stripper was an alien robot. I remember our crazy old boozer neighbor coming over and making me a lame ass airplane out of some discarded 2x4 ends from his carport project. He sunk his last 16 penny nail into the leading edge of the 'wing' as a machine gun. When I asked him "where's the other gun?", he replied "Oh, they made that way. It's a One Gunner." At that moment, at age 4, I came to fully understand the definition of the word "moron".