Tuesday, April 25, 2006

What’s good for JQP is good for America:

Thought for the Day:
Instead of fulfilling the promise of infinite orgasmic bliss, sex in the America of the feminine mystique is becoming a strangely joyless national compulsion, if not a contemptuous mockery.
Betty Friedan

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It’s a busy day here at the salt mine. Much to busy to bore you with the drivel that is the bane of my existence. Thus goes the life and livelihood of a humanitarian of my caliber.

On the body politic:
bush mula
When are we going to impeach and convict Bush? While we are at in hand over his cabal of chicken hawks to the Hague and have them stand trial for crimes against humanity.

Then we could go after the bastards who bankrolled this experiment in social control, moral depravity, and wholesale looting. I had better be careful, statements like that could have me ending up in a fundamentalist run re-education camp in Southern Ohio. It’s a Brave New World after all.

Your Mail Order Brides of the Day:
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http://www.eastwestmatch.com/search.cfm?from=email&nick=bluefeathernurs
http://www.eastwestmatch.com/search.cfm?from=email&nick=Elenapet
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(At forty-one, she still looks like a bad girl, the only thing cooler than a hat, is a hot mentally ill Sharon Stone type woman)


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Today’s Bill:

SONNET 8
Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly?
Sweets with sweets war not, joy delights in joy.
Why lovest thou that which thou receivest not gladly,
Or else receivest with pleasure thine annoy?
If the true concord of well-tuned sounds,
By unions married, do offend thine ear,
They do but sweetly chide thee, who confounds
In singleness the parts that thou shouldst bear.
Mark how one string, sweet husband to another,
Strikes each in each by mutual ordering,
Resembling sire and child and happy mother
Who all in one, one pleasing note do sing:
Whose speechless song, being many, seeming one,
Sings this to thee: 'thou single wilt prove none.'

Quote of the Day:
Mortal lovers must not try to remain at the first step; for lasting passion is the dream of a harlot and from it we wake in despair.
C. S. Lewis

I remain both inquisitive and a sharp dresser:

JQP esq.