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SATURDAY 04/19/08

Texas Sect Kids to Remain in Custody
Something is with them, the children, placed tenderly down and puffed with shame- the sins of their fathers.

Carter in Hamas 'ceasefire call'
Communication ferried over the sea. The pillars of peace glow dimly over their warring, stillness eclipsing.

McCain, Iraq War and the Threat of ‘Al Qaeda’
Time passes and all this ailing noise escapes, war, terror, starvation, grief, gloom. One hundred years can change a world.

DNA Tests on Texas Sect Children
In the tiny cribs juvenile mothers sang to them, lullabies of righteousness and accord on the road to surrender. Labor.

States React to Court's Lethal Injection Ruling
I’ve said before that belief should be richer than the murder- mortal wounds- bludgeoned, injected, or bombed, are not ours to administer. Seems I was wrong.

Crude Hits Record $117 per Barrel
Where our slippery adoration of oil stirs along the passageway of such machines stands the shadows of our architecture.


© 2008 mrp/tpm

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