Month: August 2005

Welcome newcomers! Please introduce yourself Come on in! Coffee & Tea under the window, platters of treats on every table Newspapers are in their regular spot next to the door Please recommend (and unrecommend the...

My mothers name was Georgia May. The rainy day she walked  down her driveway to her rural mailbox and found my brother’s Purple Heart amd Bronze Star Medals hanging from the mailbox in a soggy package, was the day...

This is a short follow-up to my diary on US war correspondent Steven Vincent’s death. Vincent was shot to death August 3 after being kidnapped the night before. Witnesses saw him and his interpreter forced into a white...

That swaggering braggart named Bush, Again tells the world, “Kiss my tush.” Considering a plan, For a war with Iran, While ignoring growing Sheehan ambush… (six more after the fold)They enjoy all the comforts...

Watching the Bush criminal gang in plain street clothes on the Texas desert, reminded me of a scene recaptured by the great William Shirer in his classic RISE AND FALL OF THE THIRD REICH. He says in the Epilog what the Hitler...