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The great ship off state. Slippery buttery creamy cultured. Parties for the Party. If you don’t know where it is, you will never get there.

From Out There

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Reblogged —

President cites killing of bin Laden after ten years: Republicans freak out. George W. Bush dons fighter pilot suit, hops into military jet, lands on aircraft carrier amidst hundreds of U.S. troops, steps up to podium in front of big-ass banner emblazoned with words “MISSION ACCOMPLISHED” and declares end of offensive operations about eight years BEFORE war actually ends: Republicans say absolutely nothing. via: http://tinyurl.com/78hp3y9

since I’m not on tumblr: “how about, because we were supposed to be different than GB?”

Feeling Safe, ya know, Is Bettr Than Looking Good

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Even Australians know:

“One senior executive said in his experience, the officers were expensive window-dressing.

“When you add the body scanners, the ritual humiliation of old ladies with knitting needles and the farcical air marshals, it all adds up to billions of dollars to prevent what? A politician being called soft on terror, that’s what,” he said.”

We’ve wasted another generation, by wrapping them in garments weighted down by our fears.