Quagmire: The GWAC Farewell Tour (Archive)
Ace of Spades -- Thursday, August 22, 2002 -- 04:16:26 PMMake sure you read the new thread rules, which, in short, discourage lengthy yes it is/no it isn't fights, extended personal spats, and excessive parsing and hashing simple words and sentences into meaninglessness.
Farewell Tour Topic: Resolve old fights connected with Afghanistan and Iraq, like LizardBreath's curious insistence that Clinton told the truth when he said Saddam had WMD, but Bush told an Impeachment-worthy lie. Also, let's see those "predictions" one more time, huh?
New issues should go to GWAC:TNG.
We were right; you were wrong. Deal with it.
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"I love the smell of napalm in the morning."
-- William Shakespeare
"Who let the dogs out?"
-- William Shakespeare
"We say and say we all of noble peace / To give sweet peace a chance would chance us well."
Hamlet, "William Shakespeare"
"War, hunh, good God y'all, what is it good for?"
Macbeth--William Shakespeare
"I like big butts and I cannot lie/
You otha brothas can't deny/
/that when those Daisy Dukes ride up high/
You get sprung-- /
m-m-m-me so horney...
Baby got back, forsooth."
-- William Shakespeare, A Midnsummer Night's Booty Call
One day Governor Burns said to me, "Bob, why are you here first, and why do you leave last?" I said, "Governor, I'm going to do good things."
Polonius, Hamlet (II, ii, 115-117)
I smell a thread in the birthing, by golly...
I dunno. The immediate thread birthings ruin spontaneity. Farting in a car when it is 20 below is funny.
Farting in the Farting Room during the pre-arranged Farting Hour is less funny.
"2 legit
2 legit 2 quit
hey-heyyyyyy...
2 legit
2 legit 2 quit
hey-heyyyyyy...
"
-- Chorale for Mozart's Symphony Nr. 41 ("The Jupiter Symphony")
Here I am
Rock you like a Hurricane
-- Dante, The Inferno, Quatro 16, Third Canto
The Whole, Godawful Torricelli Farewell
It is really difficult to find the worst chunk in this self-congratulatory stew, but here is my nominee --
I look at all those days and each of those places, from these halls to the floor of the Senate, and I think about the trophies of my life with a great and a quiet satisfaction, things that really I only know about, but that's really enough.
Blinded by the light
Wrapped up like a douche, a little odor in the night
-- Chaucer, The Canterbury Tales
She had a fast machine
She kept her motor clean
She was the best damn woman that I ever seen
-- Percy Bysshe Shelley, Ode to Beauty
Danger...in the shape of something wild
Stranger...dressed in black she's a hungry child
No one knows who she is
Or what her name is
I don't know where she came from
Or what her game is
Hot child in the city
Hot child in the city
Runnin' wild and lookin' pretty
Hot child in the city
So young to be loose and on her own
Young boys they all want to take her home
When she comes downtown
The boys all stop and stare
When she comes downtown
She walks like she just don't care, yeah
Hot child in the city
Hot child in the city
Running wild and lookin' pretty, yeah
Hot child in the city
Come on down to my place baby
We'll talk about love
Come on down to my place woman
We'll make love
Hot child in the city
Hot child in the city, she's kind of dangerous
Hot child in the city, a young child
Runnin' wild and lookin' pretty, young child
runnin' wild
Hot child in the city, a hot child in the city
Hot child in the city, hot child in the city
Hot child in the city, hot child in the city
Hot child in the city, hot child in the city
Hot child in the city
Tybalt, Romeo and Juliet, Act 1, Scene 1, lines 66 - 102.
You remind me of something
I just can’t think of what it is, uh
You remind me of my jeep (I wanna ride it)
Somethin’ like my sound (I wanna pump it, baby)
Girl, you look just like my cars (I wanna wax it)
And somethin’ like my bank account (I wanna spend it, baby)
It’s somethin’ about your love that’s got me goin’ crazy (Baby, you know I want you real bad)
And girl, I really like your freaky style, oh, babe(How can I be down with you)
So get a little closer to my ride, baby (Oh, I, I wanna get to know you, lady)
And hip me up on how to get inside youListen, pretty baby
(I wanna roll) I wanna roll it, roll it, roll it, roll it (Yeah) Is all I wanna do for you, babyGirl, it’s somethin’ kinda sexyGoin’ on about you, babe
You remind me of my jeep (I wanna ride it)
-- T.S. Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
With so much drama in the LBC
It’s kind of hard being Snoop D O double G
But I, some how some way
Keep coming up with funky ass shit like every single day
May I, kick a little somethin for the G’s
And make a few ends as I breeze through
Two in the mornin and the party still popin cause my mama aint home
I got bitches in the living room gettin it on
And they aint leavin till six in the mornin
So what you wanna do, shit
I got a pocket rull of rubbers and my homeboys do too
So turn off the lights and close the doors
But for what, we don’t love them hoes
Yeah, so we gon smoke an ounce to this
G’s up, hoes down, while you muthafuckas bounce to this
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
Laid back, with my mind on my money and my money on my mind
Rollin down the street, smokin indo, sippin on gin and juice
Laid back, with my mind on my money and my money on my mind
-- Thomas Livingston Seagull
I smoted him, I smoted him good
-- Al Gore quoting Genesis 8:19-36 when asked about his performance in the first Bush/Gore presidential debate
It's OPP, time other people's what you get it
There's no room for relationship there's just room to hit it
How many brothers out there know just what I'm gettin' at
Who thinks it's wrong 'cos I'm splittin' and co-hittin' at
Well if you do, that's OPP and you're not down with it
But if you don't, here's your membership
You down with OPP
(Yeah you know me)
You down with OPP
(Yeah you know me)
You down with OPP
(Yeah you know me)
Who down with OPP?
(Every last homie)
-- The Horse-Whisperer
Well let's bungle
in the jungle
Well that's all right with me
I'm a tiger when I want love
I'm a snake if we disagree
--Rudyard Kipling, Kim
Good lord.
Who does the Torch think he is? Tom Joad?
There's a bathroom on the right.
-- Sun-Tzu and John Fogerty, The Art of CCR
'Scuse me while I kiss this guy.
-- Shakespeare, Hendrix V
'Cause I'm as free as a bird now, and this bird you cannot change....
-- DeTocqueville, Democracy In Alabama
Yes there were times
I'm sure you knew
When I bit off
More than I could chew
But through it all
When there was doubt
I ate it up
And spit it out
The record shows
I took the blows
And did it...
MMMMYYYYYYYY
WAAAAAYYYYYYYYYY....
---Robert "The Torch" Torricelli, Swan Song in B Flat
I'm told this is a good forum.
MC Gusto: it's "excuse me while I kiss the sky". But you knew that.
I'm guessing Gil. But I cheated and looked at his profile. If you don't want it to be shown, Gil, go ahead and change your preferences.
We need some action in the World Events thread on Israel/Palestine.
Could be RustlerPike. Is Rustler aka Gil?
Bonior and McDermott respond.
Unh-hunh.
"[M]y disagreement with the peace-at-any-price men, the ultrapacifists, is not in the least because they favor peace. I object to them, first, because they have proved themselves futile and impotent in working for peace, and second, because they commit what is not merely the capital error but the crime against morality of failing to uphold righteousness as the all-important end toward which we should strive ... I have as little sympathy for them as they have for the men who deify mere brutal force, who insist that power justifies wrongdoing, and who declare that there is no such thing as international morality. But the ultra-pacifists really play into the hands of these men. To condemn equally might which backs right and might which overthrows right is to render positive service to wrong-doers ... To denounce the nation that wages war in self-defense, or from a generous desire to relieve the oppressed, in the same terms in which we denounce war waged in a spirit of greed or wanton folly stands on a par with denouncing equally a murderer and the policeman who, at peril of his life and by force of arms, arrests the murderer. In each case the denunciation denotes not loftiness of soul but weakness both of mind and morals."
-- William Shakespeare
See secret-ink font for more.
actually, it's Theodore Roosevelt, from TR's "America and the World War," which was quoted at www.andrewsullivan.com
"That's why a couple of days later the normally sober, soft-spoken, funereal Tom Daschle, the Democrats' leader in the Senate, had a meltdown on the floor of the chamber. For months now, the calmly evasive Daschle has stuck to an unvarying routine on Iraq. He has "concerns." He has "grave concerns." His concerns have concerns. He's gravely concerned the President isn't concerned about some of his concerns and that concerns him all the more. Plus he's concerned that the Republicans may be politicizing the political process. Also, he has "questions." Thousands of questions: Has the President weighed all the options? Is the President aware of the risks? Could the President weigh all the options a couple more times? Is the President aware there may be some risks he's not aware of? When the President says he's weighing all the options, is that in pounds or bushels? Does the President know who put the bomp in the bomp-sh-bomp-sh-bomp, who put the ram in the ram-a-lama-ding-dong? Where have all the flowers gone? What kind of fool am I? If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, why oh why can't I? In the immortal words of David Cassidy, how can I be sure in a world that's constantly changing?"
-- William Shakespeare, from his play The Mark Steyn of Venice
