Far-left liars endanger us all

Sorry McGentrix, I don't belong to the "Prevent thy Neighbor from Humping his Dog" police. I don't own binoculars; I don't spy over the fence; I don't check the neighbor's dog for signs of human penetration.

If my neighbor is sexually abusing his children, I do hope that his children will find the courage to confide in a responsible adult and that my neighbor will be held accountable for his crimes.

Your missing the point where Debra_Law implies that whatever her neighbors do, it was none of her business. That's bad. there comes a time when what your neighbor does NEEDS to be your business because it could end up killing you.

Do you even know your neighbors names?

I bet McGentrix still cuts a fine figure in his Big Brother Junior League short pants......and I bet he wears them with black socks.....

Swolf-your article from the USA Today is dated just after the first invasion and has preliminary speculation as to what was found. Got anything more recent that might give us more info? Or are you willing to just guess what actually was found?

May I have your proof that Saddam moved all his weapons to Syria along with an explanation as to how an effort that massive completely escaped our "eye in the sky" that can read a license plate from outer space. How, exactly, did he move all that stuff? In a caravan or one vial at a time.

"We are not talking about a large stockpile of weapons," he said. "But we know from some of the interrogations of former Iraqi officials that a lot of material went to Syria before the war, including some components of Saddam's WMD programme. Precisely what went to Syria, and what has happened to it, is a major issue that needs to be resolved."

Dr Kay's comments will intensify pressure on President Bashar Assad to clarify the extent of his co-operation with Saddam's regime and details of Syria's WMD programme. Mr Assad has said that Syria was entitled to defend itself by acquiring its own biological and chemical weapons arsenal.

So, do you know their names or not? Do you know anything about them at all or are you one of those neighbors that doesn't care anything other than themselves? The kind of neighbor everyone else talks about?

"She was such a quite person...who would have expected her to do that?"

So, do you know their names or not? Do you know anything about them at all or are you one of those neighbors that doesn't care anything other than themselves? The kind of neighbor everyone else talks about?

In my brief foray into the topic, "Doesn't Anybody Deal with Facts," I realized that the (right wing) critics were correct. The taunt that "if you show me your facts, I'll show you mine," is a pointless exercise in one-upmanship.
However, as the subject is once more upon the table, I give you my right wing source....

From: Saddam's WMD Have Been Found
Post April 26, 2004
By Kenneth R. Timmerman

New evidence out of Iraq suggests that the U.S. effort to track down Saddam Hussein's missing weapons of mass destruction (WMD) is having better success than is being reported. Key assertions by the intelligence community that were widely judged in the media and by critics of President George W. Bush as having been false are turning out to have been true after all. But this stunning news has received little attention from the major media, and the president's critics continue to insist that "no weapons" have been found.

In virtually every case - chemical, biological, nuclear and ballistic missiles - the United States has found the weapons and the programs that the Iraqi dictator successfully concealed for 12 years from U.N. weapons inspectors.

So, do you know their names or not? Do you know anything about them at all or are you one of those neighbors that doesn't care anything other than themselves? The kind of neighbor everyone else talks about?
"She was such a quite person...who would have expected her to do that?"

Published on Monday, July 26, 2004 by CommonDreams.org
Dissent is Now Dangerous
by Steven Laffoley

A young pastor with a peace pin, a retired landscaper with a bumper sticker, and a poorly dressed filmmaker with a populist streak. In America, they are dangerous dissenters. At least, many now believe so.

Freeport, Maine is a wonderland of American consumer capitalism. Its pristine nineteenth century buildings on a narrow main street give the familiar comfort of small town America - with the comfortable familiarity of big mall brand names: L.L. Bean, Abercrombie and Fitch, The Gap, Polo. And times are good among the wealthy in America. The street is jammed with well-dressed people carrying bags in both hands.

First Parish Church is also on the main street. It too was built in the nineteenth century. Out front, on the grass, sits a white, wooden peace sign three feet across. Inside, curved pews and arches pull the viewer's attention to the front stain glass window. Below that, two men talk by the pulpit. They see me and come to talk.

Ted is in his early sixties and wears a tee shirt and ball cap with the local fire department insignia. He speaks with a thick, Maine accent. Next to Ted stands the Reverend, John. He is younger, not yet 40. Passionate about their church, they describe it in detail - its history and its congregation of 100 or so.

After a while, I ask them about the peace sign on the grass. Reverend John tells me it was made by local high school students celebrating the life of Martin Luther King. I ask how the tourists, given the war, have reacted to the sign. The two men talk of some hostility, some vandalism. I ask about the congregation and where they stand on the war. "Split down the middle," says Ted.

"We work," offers Reverend John, "to find, common ground." He is uncertain, though. Common ground in America isn't so common. Ted says he supports the president, the war. But he is restrained. He notices the peace pin on my notebook. We talk for a while more, and then Ted leaves. Reverend John and I continue talking as we walk toward the exit.

At the door I ask, "Where do you stand on the war?"

He sighs and then glances past me to the street. No one is near. "If I weren't the pastor," he says pointing at my notebook, "I'd be wearing that pin." He has to be careful, he says. He wants to keep his job. We nod at each other as though we're sharing a conspiracy.

John is scared. Dissent is now unchristian.

The next morning, at the hotel, I have a coffee in the common room. I'm alone until an older man enters. Bald, with a barrel chest and a red face, he greets me heartily, "Good mornin'." He gets his coffee, sits on the opposite couch, and starts talking. "I'm Lou," he says, "from St. Louis." Lou is retired landscaper who talks rapidly of his family, his life, and his recent travels around America. While sipping his coffee, he notices my peace pin. He leans forward and lowers his voice. "Takes guts to wear that," he says.

Again, I share conspiratorial whispers. Lou "admits" he is a moderate Democrat. "Back home, after a lot of thought," he says, "I put a 'Kerry for President' bumper sticker on my truck. It was weird. On the highway, people were honkin' at me and givin' me the finger. Occasionally, someone would drive by and give me thumbs up. But truthfully, I got nervous. I thought someone might pull a gun."

Lou is scared. Dissent is now undemocratic.

Late that night, I watch news on MSNBC. The commentator is yelling. A quote from filmmaker Michael Moore flashes on the screen. It reads: more American soldiers may have to die before America realizes this war is wrong.

The commentator is spitting bile. "Michael Moore," he shouts into the camera, "is calling for the death of Americans. He is anti-American. A traitor. Why isn't the Democratic Party disavowing this dangerous dissenter? Why isn't Senator Kerry distancing himself from Michael Moore? Does he agree with him?"

The commentator is flushed with rage. Dissent is now un-American.

In the local newspaper, buried on page twelve, I read that the Bush administration is test flying the conditions necessary for postponing the November election. A terrorist attack? A hurricane? An earthquake, perhaps?

I find myself wondering: is the "dissent" of pastors, landscapers, and filmmakers enough?

It is then that I realize: I am scared. After all, in America, dissent is now dangerous.

Moishe3rd wrote:

In my brief foray into the topic, "Doesn't Anybody Deal with Facts," I realized that the (right wing) critics were correct. The taunt that "if you show me your facts, I'll show you mine," is a pointless exercise in one-upmanship.

Only if you have no facts to begin with.

Kenneth R. Timmerman wrote:

The Iraq Survey Group (ISG), whose intelligence analysts are managed by Charles Duelfer, a former State Department official and deputy chief of the U.N.-led arms-inspection teams, has found "hundreds of cases of activities that were prohibited" under U.N. Security Council resolutions...

Prohibited activities are not WMDs.

Kenneth R. Timmerman wrote:

Both Duelfer and his predecessor, David Kay, reported to Congress that the evidence they had found on the ground in Iraq showed Saddam's regime was in "material violation" of U.N. Security Council Resolution 1441...

Material violations are not WMDs.

Kenneth R. Timmerman wrote:

Both Duelfer and Kay found that Iraq had "a clandestine network of laboratories and safe houses with equipment that was suitable to continuing its prohibited chemical- and biological-weapons [BW] programs"...

Laboratories and safe houses are not WMDs.

Kenneth R. Timmerman wrote:

"Where were the missiles? We found them," another senior administration official told Insight.

Missiles are not WMDs unless they have nuclear, chemical, or biological warheads.

Timeout here. I say again, you (Joe) and your ilk...

...only gave Saddam Hussein half a year or more to hide all the really dangerous stuff and then to try to claim that none of the telltale clues which he did not have time or wherewithal to hide..

...count is disengenious and would make sense logically only if you were living on Mars, rather than Chicago.

Chicago, like all of our other cities, is vulnerable to that kind of ****.