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MONDAY 04/14/08

Israel Declines Security Help for Carter
The Fox is loose in the Barnyard and Peace comes to visit. Armed with The Nobel and the Audacity of Truth, it strides up to the Heavily Armed gate.


Sadr Demands Forces be Reinstated
Someone demands something in occupied Iraq, knows the price of thunder, a rocket is fired, a bomb explodes, America plunders, a child walks home from school.

Hamas Cleric Predicts 'Rome Will Be Conquered by Islam'
If you listen closely you’ll hear. Perch your ears upon the air. Can you hear it now? It is not a US fighter jet rescue or even the droning lips of angels. It is the maddened blow-back of madness marching on the wind.

White House: Bush Concerned About Food Shortages
The lack of sustenance boils and splatters. Two point one billion in 2007 was given this. Imagine what one day, one measly day out of Iraq could nourish?

Nobel Laureate Refuses Olympic Torch
When a dog is beaten by its master and hobbled from neglect it cowers away from the outstretched hand, yet desires its affection. Knowing it will not eat without the master’s approval it will suddenly bare its teeth.

Texas Compound Was Considered A 'Holy Land'
Holy Christ! The writhing and gnashing truth spills forth! Within the walls it was indeed deemed divine, the sacrosanct howl of children held up and held down as women. Wholly hell!
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