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Free Trade.

Frankincense and basilica. Not the cheap incense on sticks, but the raw resin burned on charcoal

Schadenfreude wrote:
 So many people are crying for the baby seals because of the way they look.[/DIV]Harp seals are not endangered. No one is crying for the baby salmon. [/DIV]The loss of the salmon fishery is far, far more significant than the loss of some seals.[/DIV]When will people feel sympathetic to the baby salmon? _______________________________________________________

WOW, I wonder what those poor salmon did for milions of years before we humans came along to protect them from the ravages of the seals?

The salmon were just fine. They co-existed in balanc with the seals for millions of years with absolutely no help from us. We are the cause of the loss of the salmon fishery, not the seals.

Blaming the seals for the loss of salmon is as ingenuine as blaming the air for pollution.


Discover Seattle! / Re: Defend America's Democracy
« on: Mar 02 06 04:32 »
Adam_Fulford wrote:
Los Angeles Times article about the vindictive persecution of whistleblower hero of American democracy Stephen Heller:[/DIV][A href=",0,33600.story?coll=la-news-politics-local"],0,33600.story?coll=la-news-politics-local[/A]__________________________________________________________________

Well this is a start. Unfortunately it also illustrates why we have to be careful of unbiased sources.

You are characterising this article as if it reveals "the vindictive persecution of whistleblower hero of American democracy Stephen Heller", as if it supports your conjecture entirely. In fact, it does no such thing.

What it does relate is a story about the prosecution of a person who is accused of stealing documents. Now if Heller did so, even in the course of being a whistleblower, then he broke the law. There is no evidence that the prosecution is malicious, and there is even a hint that convictions are rare.

Sandi Gibbons, spokeswoman for the Los Angeles County district attorney's office, refused to call Heller a "whistle-blower."

"We call him a defendant," she said. "He's accused of breaking the law…. If we feel that the evidence shows beyond a reasonable doubt in our minds that a crime has been committed, it's our job as a criminal prosecutor to file a case."

This is certainly a looooooong way from the picture of vicious, malicious bullying you paint in your posts. That in itself reveals the problem. When you choose to pepper a story with propagandic color, like "whistleblower hero of American democracy", it's painfully clear that the story your giving is highly unlikely to be an unbiased account.

You have an agenda Adam, and that's fine. You simply have to remember that not everyone shares your agenda. Not everyone shares your "mission". People like me need to see the whole story, and we realise that we're not going to get it from people who fervently believe one side with almost religious zeal. We understand that the articles you use are going to be either, written by people who are also biased, unreliable as to their authenticity, or if they are genuine, misinterpreted by you in order to support that which you simply must believe. That last case is very well illustrated by your interpretation of the LA Times article.


Discover Seattle! / Re: Defend America's Democracy
« on: Mar 02 06 04:17 »
Adam_Fulford wrote:
The LA District Attorney is going after Stephen Heller, who was the whistleblower who presented the evidence that allowed California to succesfully sue Diebold, yet isn't going after Diebold that knowingly broke California law and compromised the integrity of American democracy.  Witch, you decide.[/DIV]_____________________________________________________________
 I'm not going to decide. I don't have enough corroborated unbiased information to make an informed decision. That's the point I'm trying to make here.

Just like the letter. You say she wrote it, but did she really? There's no signature. It's not on an official site. Anyone could have typed it up. And it doesn't support the original post at all. Yet you pull it out as if it does.

Discover Seattle! / Re: Positive Stuff!
« on: Mar 02 06 04:06 »
NP. I scare a lot of people lol

[H3 align=center]Lament of the Irish Emigrant
Traditional - Helena Selena Blackwood, Lady Dufferin
[TABLE border=0][TBODY][TR][TD]I'm sitting on a stile Mary where we once sat side by side
On a bright May morning, long ago when first you were my bride.
The corn was springing, fresh and green and the lark sang loud and high
And the red was on your lips, Mary and the love light in your eyes.
'Tis but a step down yonder lane the village church stands near
The place where we were wed, Mary, I can see the spire from here
But the graveyard lies between Mary and my step might break your rest
Where I laid you, darling, down to sleep with a baby on your breast.
I'm very lonely now, Mary for the poor make no new friends
But oh they love the better still, the few our Father sends
For you were all I had, Mary, my blessing and my pride
And I've nothing left to care for now, since my poor Mary died.
Yours was the good brave heart, Mary, that still kept hoping on
When the trust in God had left my soul and my arm's young strength had gone
There was comfort ever, on your lip and a kind look on your brow
And I thank you Mary for the same, though you cannot hear me now
I'm bidding you a long farewell, my Mary kind and true
But I'll not forget you, darling, in the land I'm going to
They say there's bread and work for all and the sun shines always there
But I'll not forget old Ireland where it's fifty times as fair
And often in those grand old woods I'll sit and shut my eyes
And my heart will wander back again to the place where Mary lies
And I think I'll see that little stile where we sat side by side
In the springing corn and the bright May morn when first you were my bride
And the springing corn and the bright May morn when first you were my bride

Discover Seattle! / Re: Positive Stuff!
« on: Mar 02 06 03:55 »
Yup, she's fine, baby's fine. She's just not pregnant any more. Happens after delivery

Discover Seattle! / Re: Positive Stuff!
« on: Mar 02 06 03:39 »
Wel..... not any more.

Discover Seattle! / Re: Positive Stuff!
« on: Mar 02 06 03:16 »

Sorry, wrong religion and wrong misconception.

Discover Seattle! / Re: The "Autogene"
« on: Mar 02 06 03:13 »
Worked for me, but it was too wierd to watch the whole thing.

Discover Seattle! / Re: Banished from DV
« on: Mar 01 06 10:14 »
I find it fascinating that people who don't know the names of the people across the street want to know the intimate details of someone's life, 2000 miles away, whom they don't have a hope in Hel of meeting.

Discover Seattle! / Re: Defend America's Democracy
« on: Mar 01 06 10:08 »
Interesting letter. Did Debra Bowen write it?

And how does this letter show that a whistleblower is being bullied?

You sell "online businesses"?

It's most important product is the support package you get for dealing with the company?

"Prequalified" buyers?

Sounds like you are selling people the right to sell people the right to sell people a virtual business?

Sorry man but this is one of the oldest pyramid scams on teh internet.

[FONT size=6]The Chocolate Ritual[/FONT] [FONT size=2]Copyright 1993, John Shepard, Performed at Dragonfest, August 1993[/FONT]
Materials required: On the altar there are brown candles, a Tootsie Roll (the great big one---as the athame), a large glass with milk in it (the chalice), a small dish of Nestle's Quik and a spoon, a small dish of chocolate sprinkles, a plate of cupcakes and some Yoo-Hoo along with a goblet. CLEANSE THE SACRED SPACE: (Take the small bowl of chocolate sprinkles) Chocolate sprinkles where thou art cast
No calories in thy presence last.
Let no fat adhere to me,
And as I will So Mote It BE! (Take the small bowl of Nestle’s Quik and spoon) Nestle's Quik where thou art cast
Turn this milk to chocolate, fast.
Let all good things come to me,
And make my milk all chocolatey! CAST THE CIRCLE (using a tootsie roll): CALL THE QUARTERS: Mousse of the East, Fluffy one!
Great prince of the palace of dessert.
Be present, we pray thee,
And guard this circle from all moochers
Approaching from the East. Fondue of the South, Molten One!
Great prince of the palace of decadence.
Be present we pray thee,
And guard this circle from all diets
Approaching from the south. Cocoa of the west, Satisfying One!
Great prince of the palace of thirst.
Be present we pray thee,
And guard this circle from all carob
Approaching from the West. Rocky Road of the North, Cold one!
Great prince of the palace of crunchy.
Be present we pray thee,
And guard this circle from all cheap imitations
Approaching from the North. MAIN RITUAL: HANDMAIDEN (Henceforth known as the Swiss Miss): Listen to the words of the Mother of Chocolate, who was of old called Godiva, Ethel M, Sara Lee, Nestle, Mrs. See, and by many other names. HPS: Whenever you have one of those cravings, once in a while and better it be when your checkbook is full, then shall you assemble in a great public place and bring offerings of money to the spirit of Me, who is Queen of all Goodies. In the Mall shall you assemble, you who have eaten all your chocolate and are hungry for more. To you I shall bring Good Things for your tongue. And you shall be free from depression, and as a sign that you are truly free, you shall have chocolate smears on your cheeks, and you shall munch, nosh, snack, feast, and make yummy noises, all in my presence. For mine is the ecstasy of phenylalanine (FEEN-EL-AL-A-NEEN), and mine also is Joy on Earth, yea, even into High Orbit, for my law is "Melts in your mouth, not in your hand." Keep clean your fingers, carry Wet Ones always, let none stop you or turn you aside. For mine is the secret that opens your mouth, and mine is the taste that puts a smile on your lips and comfy, padding pounds on your hips. I am the Gracious Goddess who gives the gift of joy unto the tummies of men and women. Upon earth, I give knowledge of all things delicious, and beyond death........well, I can't do much there. Sorry about that. I demand only your money in sacrifice; for behold, chocolate is a business, and you have to pay for those truffles before you eat them. SWISS MISS: Hear now the words of the Goodie Goddess, she in the dust of whose feet are the cheap imitations, whose body graces candy racks and finer stores everywhere. I, who am the beauty of chocolate chips, and the satisfying softness of big bars, the mystery of how they get the filling inside of truffles, and fill the hearts of all but Philistines with desire, call unto thy soul to arise and come unto me. For I am the soul of candy; from me do all confections spring, and unto me all of you shall return, again.....and again..........and again..................and again. Before my smeared face, beloved of Women and Men, thine innermost divine self shall be enfolded in the rapture of overdose. Let my taste be within the mouth that rejoices. For behold, all acts of yumminess and pleasure are my rituals. Therefore, let there be gooeyness and mess, crispness and crackling, big slabs and bite size pieces, peanut butter and chocolate covered cherries all within you. And you who think to seek me, know that your seeking and yearning shall avail you not unless you know the Mystery; "We will sell no chocolate until you pay for it." For behold; I have been with you since you were just a baby, and I am that which is attained at nearly any shop in the land. Messed Be! SWISS MISS: Hear now the words of the Chocolate God, who was of old called Ghirardelli, Milton Snavely Hershey, Bosco, Fudgesicle, and by many other names. HP: I am the strength of the candy rack, and the piece that fell on the floor, but looks like it might not have gotten too dirty, and the deepest bitterness of dark chocolate. No matter how you try to resist the call of chocolate, I will hunt you out and I will become your sacred prey. I am the warmth of hot cocoa in the dead of winter, and the call of the road that leads you to that really expensive Godiva store downtown. I give you, my creatures, the fire of love of chocolate, the power of jaw strength to bite off a piece of that frozen Milky Way bar, and the shelter of Haagen Daz when that big date didn't work out. You are dear to me, and I instill in you my power; the power of a piece of chocolate that you had forgotten you had hidden, and the power of vision and magickal sight with which you can spot a candy counter a mile away. By the powers of the half melted bar in the glorious sun, I charge you; by the darkest depths of the bottom of the cocoa pot and the lingering smell of bittersweet chocolate, I charge you; and by the beauty of a perfectly swirled vanilla butter cream, I charge you: Follow your heart and your instinct, wherever they lead you. The wealth in your pocket can buy you treats that a Mayan king would envy. Take joy in that first bite of lecithin emulsified cocoa, and in the last satisfying slurp of Yoo-Hoo. Yet you must be wary of deceit. Eat not of that which is called "Baking Chocolate," for it is vile and bitter. Lastly, always remember to leave some chocolate behind you. Be not greedy, but let yourself be known as a connoisseur. Leave a little for someone else. I am with you always, just over your shoulder, or around the next corner. I am the Lord of Chocolate, and when you have reached the end of your hoard, I will never be farther away from you than that 7-Eleven on the corner. I am the spirit of the Wild Child; the Inner Child who can never get quite enough. If you are a true chocolate lover, then your soul and mine are intertwined. DISMISS QUARTERS:
HPS: Oh, ye mighty goodies of the ______,
We thank you for attending our rites and guarding our circle
And ere you depart for your sweet and sticky realms,
We say unto you, "N-E-S-T-L-E-S, Nestles makes the very best." ALL: "Chooooc-laaate." (After all quarters have been dismissed, give a final, satisfying belch at the East.) Close circle. [/FONT][FONT size=2]copyright August 1993, John L. Shepard. Permission is given to post anywhere as long as the content is not altered and this notice is attached.

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