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TUESDAY (5/13/08)

‘No Hope’ for Children Buried in Earthquake
O the People’s Republic severely tremble, children from the caverns shriek anxiously… unheard.

Bangladesh ferry capsize kills 32
Everywhere it seems things are tipping the ground, the sky, the occupied.

McCain Differs With Bush on Climate Change
No. We are all in the same mess. Shatter the tall untidiness down and the whole lot will end.

Racism Alarms Obama Backers
"Hang that darky from a tree!"

"White people look out for white people, and black people look out for black people."

Do not fear such blind hatred or waver at such ignorance. Carry our humanity forward with your seeking and let them toddle backward.

3 dead in Japanese 'detergent suicide' pact
O sad souls! You’ve found a mix to do the deed! Horrors, this void in you, reach out and grasp hold for the news of such selfishness is growing. Don’t you see? You’re not alone in your dying.


© 2008 mrp/tpm

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