I have had to replace drafts here, as I have seemingly gone through another computer, and find myself now without any scans or the ability to scan new pictures of my work, nor do I have a word processor, either. Actually, I was using a combination of Jarte, which I must find again, and this very blogger box as a possible word processor, though am now on an old laptop which gets too hot for my liking, and have rewritten posts made in the heat of political anger and excised them for posts about something truly interesting, namely,... me.
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I saw where Battleship Mac Kane , whose straight talk now is one parroted line, over and over, isnt she great folks,-- is now making a point that he is "Saving" small American flags used as a prop in the conventions. Wow, thats beyond Reagan Bullshit...Gesu H. Christ, somebody is starting to buy their won bs huh, John. He is going to SAVE small plastic flags, as if he just flew in from Iwo Jima. Gee, Jonny, wow...Well, its easier to do that than to save the country, huh, Cato....? My Mother, god bless that old bag, she said to me all this time, and again, like pop, she is something of a Mussolini fascist, but, this is the race of Machiavelli we are talking about, and unlike Jews, my famiglia has never been willing to lie to themselves. She hated mac Kane, from the first time he seethed his albino way into all our hearts, and she called him a fraud and an ape and low life and a hustler. And now, we have gone from the streight talk bullshit to a different brand of bullshit, much more acceptable to the snake charmers who still cant quite get themselves up for this election, without say, a rope. Wow. When you are playing the " I am the Honorable man' card so badly and so incessantly that it makes me, Roman boy, start to chafe, well, God bless Hesparia ...I mean, America.