On the eve of imminent war I can’t write anything that hasn’t been said. You know how you feel. Let everyone else know. I think its total bullshit. There . . .I said it . . .the Dixie Chicks records are burning and I want to buy their records now even though I could have cared less about them before. I think the “respect for the office of the president” idea in American culture is in contradiction to the philosophy of the country when it protects that person from critical thought. The president is a citizen who deserves praise for his/her dedication to the nation but, lets face it, the percs are pretty good and absolute power corrupts. I think if we all turned our T.V.s off for a month we might stand a chance of thinking for ourselves.
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Home. My home is home. I wonder sometimes if my city is home. I feel comfortable in so many places. I was reading on a website that Vancouver had tied for 2nd in the list of the world
