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The Day They Took the Gai Out of Paree

Peace For Paris

All I know for sure right now is that it’s not a good day to be a Parisian. As I write this, Paris is under siege. Currently, the confused reports from the media are putting the death toll at “over 100,” a figure that’s “sure to rise” in this organized campaign of bombings, shootings and hostage taking. That this is a terrorist attack is abundantly clear. What isn’t clear is who is behind it. The smart money says Al Qaeda, a group that we’ve been told, until today, has been […]

A Great Video on the NSA to Share on Facebook

We found this today on Facebook, so we’re sharing it here so you can share it with all of your Facebook friends. httpv://youtu.be/2YsZoqwRnKE

This Isn’t Your Mother’s Phone Call

Don’t look in the mirror. You won’t like what you see. To my generation, nobody ever wanted to grow up to be like mom and dad. Indeed, many of my girlfriends were majorly traumatized when they realized they’d grown up to be “just like Mother.” It appears this is what’s happening to us now as a nation. We’ve grown up to be the countries we were warned against. We’re starting to bear a strange resemblance to countries led by people with names like Stalin or Franco. […]

A Call to Prayer in Lower Manhattan

If I’d died when the World Trade Center fell nine years ago, right about now I’d be rising from my grave in anger. I’d descend on followers of the Tea Party and the other Islamaphobes who’re making an issue of the “Mosque” that isn’t a mosque, but is planned to be a cultural center open to all faiths. I would raise my voice, if I still had one after lying nine years dead, and I would shout at the top of my lungs, making sure that all who heard me […]