maybe we shouldn’t hire muslims to work with the “hundreds of suspects in the war on terror.”
i know i’m an insensitive pig, but really, what did you expect sending muslims in to work with these people everyday.
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maybe we shouldn’t hire muslims to work with the “hundreds of suspects in the war on terror.”
i know i’m an insensitive pig, but really, what did you expect sending muslims in to work with these people everyday.
i’m not sure what a Rice major in “study of women and gender” is, but i am glad to see the department of defense paid for her fellowship to shoot some film:
“Dual fellowships from Rice University and the U.S. Department of Defense enabled her nine-month stay in India. She lived with a family in the city of Varanasi on the Ganges River, studying Hindi and traveling around the country making a documentary film.”
i’m sure we are all safer now that this student has come to “the personal realization that there is no such thing as one single definition of the Indian woman.” yeah, we probably should repeal that tax cut for the rich since the government uses the money so wisely.
The Boston Herald has one of the first truthful, nonpartisan statements i’ve read from a dem in a long time. and it’s from patrick kennedy of all people:
“If Saddam Hussein lacked weapons of mass destruction, the Rhode Islander asks,
‘then how come he gassed all his people with them? The fact is, he definitely had
them. Whether he destroyed them or not is up for debate. But he had them and
he’s got a propensity for invading neighboring countries and causing instability in
a part of the world [where] we can’t afford to have a lot of instability.’”
wow. with dems like this, they might actually accomplish something in dc.
Check out this post from John Derbyshire, who is British, in The Corner. He’s on his first trip to Alabama this weekend, including a day at the races:
Then on Sunday–Talladega! I was never at a NASCAR race before, but, like the late great Hank Williams (whose grave I visited Friday) I saw the light. What a spectacle! I got to shake hands with the winner, Michael Waltrip, who describes himself as a “redneck,” but who seemed to me like a perfect American gentleman. I got to meet Miss World, did a pre-race lap of the track riding in the open back of a pickup truck with David Green while the crowd cheered us (all right, they cheered HIM), and I stood in a pit while the pit crew changed all four wheels of an automobile faster than you could get out of your car. (”Slicker ‘n snot on a doorknob,” as one of the pit guys said approvingly.) Another great crowd–and HUGE: 150,000 or so, and more RVs than I shall ever again see in one place. People camp out here for a week beforehand. The NASCAR people were wonderful to me–Hey Les, Beau, Gary, Gary and Mac–THANKS! But Beau… what was that humongous great rubber band for?
Plus, he saw the Arkansas game in Tuscaloosa. Hilarious.
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