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Trust Them (11/12/09 Head-Lines)


Official: Obama rejects Afghan options
When clarity hoisted its unruffled head, persuading tolerance and harmony, it asked but one simple question, what is all this hurry for digging graves?

Get ready, America: Here comes Sarah Palin
For the same reason we do not pick the green fruit from the tree, we must not, no matter how moved, select the greenest of ourselves to lead, and when faced with rotten fruit, we must be quick in discarding it altogether.

American Adviser to Kurds Stands to Reap Oil Profits
Now that they are able to see it, the people, waiting, grinding their teeth, their trust frail, a miserable pledge they’d heard before, a ruse, cuddles up next to an ashen liberty.

Host Lou Dobbs To Leave CNN
In the room with the talking box, where we gather to be awash in consumption, a tiny flicker adheres to our wonder.

Women Can’t be Trusted to Make Their Own Healthcare Decisions
They show them the tools of liberty, guns, tanks, planes, bombs, rockets, chairs, boards, shock, awe, death. They tell them these are the only weapons of freedom. They instruct them on their use and aim, inform them that trust… is a terrorist.

© 2009 mrp/thepoetryman
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