Waiting around for
election day
doesn’t count
as an activity.
4 thoughts on “August, 2004: note to self”
Yes, yes, dear writer, it does if your name is Chad, doesn’t if your name is . .. virtue, integrity, or valor!
Press on,
Col. James Monroe Smith, 5th airborne, Florida national guard,
speaking of the guard, gary trudeau offered to pay $10,000 for proof that GWBush served. the RNC called it a silly stunt. ok. but, even with kerry’s military record inconsistencies, at least he didn’t blow off the guard.
“SELF-reverence, SELF-knowledge, SELF-control,—
These three alone lead life to sovereign power.”
— Alfred Tennyson Tennyson (1809–1892), Å’none.
bronze star light
silver star bright
first star i see tonight
i wish i may
i wish i might
have the wish i wish tonight…
…please make the W nightmare end.
“Man is his own STAR; and the soul that can
Render an honest and a perfect man
Commands all light, all influence, all fate.
Nothing to him falls early, or too late.
Our acts our angels are, or good or ill,
Our fatal shadows that walk by us still.”
—John Fletcher (1579–1625) , Upon an “Honest Man’s Fortune.”
Yes, yes, dear writer, it does if your name is Chad, doesn’t if your name is . .. virtue, integrity, or valor!
Press on,
Col. James Monroe Smith, 5th airborne, Florida national guard,
speaking of the guard, gary trudeau offered to pay $10,000 for proof that GWBush served. the RNC called it a silly stunt. ok. but, even with kerry’s military record inconsistencies, at least he didn’t blow off the guard.
“SELF-reverence, SELF-knowledge, SELF-control,—
These three alone lead life to sovereign power.”
— Alfred Tennyson Tennyson (1809–1892), Å’none.
Kerry’s military record inconsistencies: sometimes he won a bronze star, sometimes he won a silver star.
Flip-flopper!
bronze star light
silver star bright
first star i see tonight
i wish i may
i wish i might
have the wish i wish tonight…
…please make the W nightmare end.
“Man is his own STAR; and the soul that can
Render an honest and a perfect man
Commands all light, all influence, all fate.
Nothing to him falls early, or too late.
Our acts our angels are, or good or ill,
Our fatal shadows that walk by us still.”
—John Fletcher (1579–1625) , Upon an “Honest Man’s Fortune.”