"You go into some of these small towns in Pennsylvania, and like a lot of small towns in the Midwest, the jobs have been gone now for 25 years and nothing's replaced them," Obama, an Illinois senator, said. "And it's not surprising then they get bitter, they cling to guns or religion or antipathy to people who aren't like them or anti-immigrant sentiment or anti-trade sentiment as a way to explain their frustrations," he said.
Obama under Fire after Fundraiser Remarks
The car alarm wakens me from my dream. Slowly, like hot wax tracing the skin, I open my eyes to two words I cannot set free, dried before I noticed them burning- “They cling”.
Obama under Fire after Fundraiser Remarks
The car alarm wakens me from my dream. Slowly, like hot wax tracing the skin, I open my eyes to two words I cannot set free, dried before I noticed them burning- “They cling”.
Film Traces Man’s Journey to Track His Family’s Roots in Slavery
We know we come into this world naked. Too many are indifferent to history. Most of us just listen to others tell tales and don't grasp our connection.
Even the Whales Have Their Predators: Ships
O Balaena! Your lone patches caught their eye, sought even today as the true whale to slay. You are nearly gone, floating waters like Jesus, so rest now in your diluted grave, man will soon follow.
Harmony in Tibet Can’t Come at the Barrel of a Gun
This day of incomparable failing a haggard odor follows us into our homes. Nighttime bends forward, holding off the world. If but the stars could reach down close enough to open the windows, then fear might sleep and our children, set to inherit war, could witness this dazzling splendor, and at long last begin to sweeten the air.
Crocker Stresses Iraqi Progress, Iranian Influence
Bang boom and a rata tat tat! Listen for the drums in that! Bang boom and a rata tat tat! Strip away the strings and the brass! Bang boom and a rata tat tat! Now listen for the drums in that!
© 2008 mrp/tpm
We know we come into this world naked. Too many are indifferent to history. Most of us just listen to others tell tales and don't grasp our connection.
Even the Whales Have Their Predators: Ships
O Balaena! Your lone patches caught their eye, sought even today as the true whale to slay. You are nearly gone, floating waters like Jesus, so rest now in your diluted grave, man will soon follow.
Harmony in Tibet Can’t Come at the Barrel of a Gun
This day of incomparable failing a haggard odor follows us into our homes. Nighttime bends forward, holding off the world. If but the stars could reach down close enough to open the windows, then fear might sleep and our children, set to inherit war, could witness this dazzling splendor, and at long last begin to sweeten the air.
Crocker Stresses Iraqi Progress, Iranian Influence
Bang boom and a rata tat tat! Listen for the drums in that! Bang boom and a rata tat tat! Strip away the strings and the brass! Bang boom and a rata tat tat! Now listen for the drums in that!
© 2008 mrp/tpm
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