Lola
Hmmm---you're going to go with "my best judgment at the time"-----remember now it has already been analysed nearly to death by the best minds available because I'm certain you would have the best staff you could possible assemble just as Bush has(in his mind).
Would you go with the decision that would benefit the most people, save the most lives, cost the least money, cause the least political damage, cause the best FORESEEABLE political outcome, or save the most lives and to hell with the political fallout? Just some criteria for you to consider. If in the end you're going to just "flip a coin" then I would go with the guy who just makes a decision based on whether it's the most moral decision availaable.
Lola
You said something else that is applicable: "I wold check my hide every morning to see if I was tough enough"
Let me tell you something ---- I think everyone here including me would be "a basket case" within a week if we had to do what he does and make the decisions he makes every day.
Yes, perc..........I know I would, that's why I'm not ever, ever running for pres. And actually, I didn't ask him to run either. It appears to have been voluntary on his part. One must take the good with the bad.
perception wrote: Damn Timber---I won't ask if these acerbic comments were aimed at me in particular but I hope that your general pessimism is proven to be completely unjustified.
Relax, Perc ... that wasn't aimed at anyone in particular; just a general observation, and possibly, even hopefully, inapplicable to the current participants in this thread. I'm not pessimistic about you ... but there are others who don't exactly buoy my hopes :wink:
This thread is now for sale...I'll take two bucks, canadian.
Naughty Blatham..............
Com'on Blatham:
Lola is trimming the tree and gettin religion on another thread-----maybe we can just tell jokes-----I've got about a million in my e-mail goin to waste.
Blatham
Blatham this is an attempt to cheer you up as it appears you are despondent about this thread.
Blatham was bragging to his boss one day, "You know, I know
everyone
> > > there
> > > > is to know. Just name someone, anyone, and I know them."
> > > >
> > > > Tired of his boasting, his boss called his bluff, "OK, Blatham, how
> > about
> > > > Tom Cruise?"
> > > >
> > > > "Sure, yes, Tom and I are old friends, and I can prove it."
> > > > So Blatham and his boss fly out to Hollywood and knock on Tom
> Cruise's
> > > door,
> > > > and sure enough, Tom Cruise, shouts, "Blatham! Great to see you!
You
> > and
> > > > your friend come right in and join me for lunch!"
> > > >
> > > > Although impressed, Blatham's boss is still skeptical. After they
> leave
> > > > Cruise's house, he tells Blatham that he thinks Blatham knowing
> > Cruise
> > > > was just lucky.
> > > > "No, no, just name anyone else," Blatham says.
> > > >
> > > > "President Bush," his boss quickly retorts.
> > > > "Yes," Blatham says, "I know him, let's fly out to Washington."
> > > >
> > > > And off they go. At the White House, Bush spots Blatham on the tour
> and
> > > > motions him and his boss over, saying, "Blatham, what a surprise, I
> was
> > > just
> > > > on my way to a meeting, but you and your friend come on in. Let's
have
> a
> > > cup
> > > > of coffee first, and catch up."
> > > >
> > > > Well, the boss is very shaken by now, but still not totally
convinced.
> > > > After they leave the White House grounds, he expresses his doubts to
> > > > Blatham, who again implores him to name anyone else.
> > > >
> > > > "The Pope," his boss replies.
> > > >
> > > > "Sure!" says Blatham. "I've known the Pope a long time."
> > > >
> > > > So off they fly to Rome.
> > > >
> > > > Blatham and his boss are assembled with the masses in Vatican
Square
> > when
> > > > Blatham says, "This will never work. I can't catch the Pope's eye
> among
> > > all
> > > > these people. Tell you what, I know all the guards so let me just go
> > > upstairs
> > > > and I'll come out on the balcony with the Pope."
> > > >
> > > > And he disappears into the crowd headed toward the Vatican. Sure
> enough,
> > > half
> > > > an hour later Blatham emerges with the Pope on the balcony. But by
> the
> > > time
> > > > Blatham returns, he finds that his boss has had a heart attack and
is
> > > > surrounded by paramedics. Working his way to his boss's side
> > > Blatham asks
> > > > him, "What happened?"
> > > >
> > > > His boss looks up and says, "I was doing fine until you and the Pope
> > came
> > > out
> > > > on the balcony and the Japanese tourist next to me asked,
> > > > "Who's that on the balcony with Blatham?
> > > >
> > > >
> > > >
> > > >
> > > >
> > > >
> > > >
> > >
> >
perc
That's cute, I confess.
But no, I've had my fill. I'll use this board to stay in touch with friends, like you and tart and craven, and to help clarify my thinking in various areas of curiosity, but I'll leave to others discussion of where your country is headed.
Let's sing another song, boys, this one has grown old and bitter.
Two dollars Canadian? How about a dime - American?
Es prohibe se hace agua aqui
...is...prohibited...not...hassle...water...wet
Actually "Piss" entered Latin vocabulary by the 1200s. I have seen it in marginal notations in manuscripts, reagrding where and on whom the scribe would like to do so.
Is there really no word for "piss" in Spanish?
