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Man, I needed more seroquil after I read this thing! I thought it would never end and it was all bad news. Did my ex-wife write this?
First of all, you have to look at the dates involved. Most often, the action relates to speeches, mandanes and proposals in 1997. The article is reported in 1999. Technically, I was already 'insane' at that point in history, and even in my swiss-cheese, paranoid cobweb of a mind, I do not remember blue-berets in my neighborhood. If I had, trust me, I was nuts enough to have shot at them.
This stuff is eight years old.
Second, this is a pre-9/11 mentality. Insurgents in that time were masked little men with AK-47s. We now correlate the lunatic fringe, and I mean guys other than me, as organized members of international cells. "Nuts with guns" is about the last of the worries, even for a white-paper happy ineffective association like the UN.
These types couldn't find their own butts with both hands and a canoe paddle. I once was asked by some putz on a motorcycle gang task force about occult rituals and animal sacrifices.
I turned to him and seriously whispered, "Yeah, but only on Yom Kippur."
I threw my spare change on the bar and slowly walked to the door. As I did I surreptitiously glanced at Dick Tracy in the bar mirror. He was writing my comments down.
This is the face of your enemy, friends. A paper pusher with somebody else's credit card being paid to write scenarios for some other white collar schmuck to vote on after long debates with foreign schmucks.
I won't be shot, I'll be bored to death.
First of all, you have to look at the dates involved. Most often, the action relates to speeches, mandanes and proposals in 1997. The article is reported in 1999. Technically, I was already 'insane' at that point in history, and even in my swiss-cheese, paranoid cobweb of a mind, I do not remember blue-berets in my neighborhood. If I had, trust me, I was nuts enough to have shot at them.
This stuff is eight years old.
Second, this is a pre-9/11 mentality. Insurgents in that time were masked little men with AK-47s. We now correlate the lunatic fringe, and I mean guys other than me, as organized members of international cells. "Nuts with guns" is about the last of the worries, even for a white-paper happy ineffective association like the UN.
These types couldn't find their own butts with both hands and a canoe paddle. I once was asked by some putz on a motorcycle gang task force about occult rituals and animal sacrifices.
I turned to him and seriously whispered, "Yeah, but only on Yom Kippur."
I threw my spare change on the bar and slowly walked to the door. As I did I surreptitiously glanced at Dick Tracy in the bar mirror. He was writing my comments down.
This is the face of your enemy, friends. A paper pusher with somebody else's credit card being paid to write scenarios for some other white collar schmuck to vote on after long debates with foreign schmucks.
I won't be shot, I'll be bored to death.
