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Ron Paul !!!

/ Republican Party

Ron Paul Liberty Dollar

James Kirchik's "Angry White Man"

Selections from Ron Paul's Newsletters

I'm Ron Paul, and I Do Not Approve This Message

Only The Mentally Minuscule Take Words Out Of Context To Bend Them To Their Preconceived Paradigm.

If you refuse to look at the actions of a man for temperance of judgment then you truly castrate you mind and make it easy to arrive at wrong conclusion.

The weak minded are easily led by the bridle of emotion.

Racism is not consistent with the philosophy expressed by Ron Paul. He has rebutted these accusations from the same distortions in previous days.

Ron Paul is the only candidate that I would trust with my money and my family's safety.

I Vote For Virtue; I Vote For Ron Paul !!!

The Most Heroic Palindrome

/ Architecture, Texts

Tin Can House, Silver Springs, MD

Star? Not I! . . . He too has a wee bagel still up to here held. . . .

Sample hot Edam in a pan. I’m a rotten digger – often garden I plan, I agreed; All agreed? Aye, bore ensign; I’d a veto – I did lose us site. Wool to hem us? No, cotton. Site pen in acacias or petals a last angel bee frets in. . . .

Vendor pays: I admire vendee, his pots net roe. Nine dames order an opal fan; I’ll ask cold log fire vendor to log igloo frost. . . . Cat? No, I’m a dog; I’m a sad loyal pet. . . .

Hot pages are in a mag, nor will I peer, familiar tat, so lewd . . .

Sam’s a name held in a flat, or, sir, bedsit. I wonder, is it illicit ore? No ties? A bit under? Retarded? Is 'owt amiss? I’m on pot; not so Cecil, a posh guy a hero met. A red date was not to last so Cecil sat. . . .

Part on rose? It’s a petal. Define metal: Tin is . . . (I gulp!) can! . . .

No, draw a pot now, do! Of wary rat in a six ton tub. . . .

Semitone, not a tone, radios emit; no, on tape; elsewhere it’s a tone. . . .

No, it is opposite. Yaks I rode wore hats, albeit on deity’s orders. Rats age more held in a trap, nip and I know it – set no cage now. . . .

Macaroni, rats, as a hoot, tie. I vomit on rats.

Frank Rich on Barack Obama: “Voting for a Smile”

/ Barack Obama, Democratic Party, Election 2008

People usually run for president because somebody tells them they should and then graft on the reasons afterward. But on Thursday, Obama’s vague optimism and smooth-jazz modernity came together in a spectacular fusion with the deep yearning of Democrats who have suffered through heartbreaking losses in the last two elections with uninspiring candidates.

Often unable to surf the electricity he sparked over the last year, Obama has now put on his laurel wreath and dropped his languid pose, tapping directly into what he calls the “fire burning” across the country — the dream of a cool, smart, elegant, reasonable, literary, witty, decent “West Wing” sort of president who won’t bankrupt us or endanger us or co-opt our rights or put a black hood on the Constitution.