- Condemn the WAR ,,, Celebrate the Warrior

End this WAR !! Bring the soldiers home.

No better way to start the New Year than with a Joan Armatrading concert,... if you can't listen to the entire show right now ,,, skip out to the encore - about 1:24 - and listen to Willow (its OK to sing along) , and Drop the Pilot ! but comeback and play the whole thing when you have more time.

Happy New year !! 2009,,,, enjoy the show !!

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From Harpers.org....

Who can forget our collective shock and bewilderment when we opened the New York Times and learned of the event? October 1986. A cool evening, upper Park Avenue, in the Eighties. Newsman and reservoir of trust, Dan Rather, dressed casually, walks home from dinner at a friend's house. Two well-dressed white men in their thirties—one six feet tall, with dark hair and a mustache—accost Rather, one of them demanding to know, “Kenneth, what is the frequency?”
“You have the wrong guy,” Rather replies.

One of the men responds with a punch to the newsman's jaw, under his left ear. Rather flees into the lobby of a building on Park Avenue, and the thugs pursue him, punching, kicking, badgering Rather repeatedly with the strange query: “Kenneth, what is the frequency!” A doorman rings for the super, the super bursts upon the scene of the cruel interrogation, and the attackers flee. Mr. Rather is briefly hospitalized. The attackers are not caught. Their motives are unknown. It is presumed a case of mistaken identity.

Mr. Rather returned to his news broadcast, unbowed, and made a statement about the incident. Who did it, and why? “Why and exactly by whom remains unclear,” Mr. Rather announced to a television audience estimated to be 18 million households. “And it may never be determined.”

So here is one for Dan !! is your Benzedrine ????




And just so you don't think this is a ONE and DONE BLOG,,,

Here's the Church !! Here's the Steeple !




Shit so thick you can stir it with a Stick...

it's been a BAD DAY !

Your'e a Trout !!

OK read this one with your best Irish accent,,,,,,,

In North Ireland a Protestant man married a Catholic woman. After their marriage he decided to covert to the Catholic church. So he went to the priest and took instructions and was later confirmed Catholic.

He had one problem however. He couldn't get it into his skull that he was a Catholic man, and no longer a Protestant. This became such a problem that he returned to the priest and asked for some advice. The priest told him that if he was to repeat the phrase "I'm a Catholic, not a Protestant" enough times the idea might penetrate his thick skull. The man left mumbling to himself, "I'm a Catholic, not a Protestant. I'm a Catholic, not a Protestant."

The next Friday the priest decided to visit the newlyweds. He knocked on the door and was greeted by the wife. When he stepped in, he got of Whiff of something cooking that should not be in a Catholic's home on a Friday. He asked the wife where her husband was, and she replied that he was in the kitchen. The priest walked into the kitchen and saw the man pouring thick brown gravy on a thick hunk of roast beef. Aghast, the priest was about to explode when he heard the man mumble, "You're a trout, not steak. You're a trout, not a steak."

Working Class Hero

Seeing as Today is Marianne's Birthday,,,, but you get the present,,,,

John Lennon's "Working Class Hero"

Happy 62nd !!!!! Hope you are feeling better !!




http://www.mariannefaithfull.org.uk/

OHHHHH Kay...... A moose on a jew ?