the Powers that Be .:.

by iosaf blaa blaa blaa - (((sure no-one pays attention. go set up a thinktank and no-one pays attention))) Fri Jul 15, 2005 12:53

As a key mechanism in the combat of emergent forms of imitative terrorism which use extremist islamic fundamentalist beliefs to recruit, fund, plan and execute attacks on civilians.

At its most basic, the "alliance of civilisation" proposals, which have been knocking around a long time mean:-

Who are you?
Where do you live?
What do you believe?
Do you have any special eating requirements?
Do you need infrastructure development aid?
Do you need assistance with good governance?
Do you need someone to explain where you stand on the girl on girl thing?
How do you feel about your holy books being subject to abuse?
Any thoughts on the Guantanamo thing?
Any thoughts on the illegal invasion of Iraq by the USA and UK? = speak up. we're listening, a lot of us agree with you.
Was your independence deal a bit sour?
Why is that partition of your lands on religious grounds fifty years later sees base issues unchanged, and a climate of extremism and desperation?
What do you young people do?
What's your version of apocylapse?
Don't you agree bush is a plonker?
= relax he'll go.
Have you realised that at your most rightwing you have natural allies in the west, you know the "girl on girl" and "eggy" thing?
= have a chat with them, go okupy their churches.
Have you realised that at your most leftwing you have natural allies in the west?
= have a chat with them, they'll help you okupy a church.


(((this will get its own article, but since it was first metioned here I thought to put the comment)))
http://actualidad.terra.es/nacional/articulo/onu_alianza_civilizaciones_403001.htm

by drunk. wine. champagne. cava. beer. - grape and grain merro-vin-.gin,.van,.jan Sat Dec 25, 2004 01:09

and not left in the post "unburnt" troy.
where mercenaries didnt get contracted.
where indeed achilles didnt get the opportunity to
prove whether his meritocritous heel was worth
putting a well placed arrow through.
and to think he had it be known thereafter
that his mammy brought him to styX
to keep him safe.
have none of it.
have none of it.
have none of it.
the styx belongs to someone else always...
cassini has "reached" saturn.
can you imagine that...
http://www.astrobio.net/news/modules.php?op=modload&name=News&file=article&sid=1359&mode=thread&order=0&thold=0
we aren't responsible for the comments you know.
@@@@@@@@@@@@@@can't make 'em go backwards........................................................

sure where would that bring 'em?
stone age?
dinosaurs?
age of brass monkeys?
typewriters?
detention?
damned to the theatre?
square peg?
prison?
poverty?
penury?
ostracisation?
drugs?

a stable?
a squat?
insecurity?
a pension?
a mortgage?
a jet aircraft that lands and takes and flies and goes?

¿do you have blonde hair?

troll.
did you notice how the moment the "eye" "died"
the troll had had enough = basta = dosta = sásta
and went home?
there aint no Troy to burn.

i like the velvet unerground!
thank you USA for giving us @ least that.
-
If I could be anything in the world that flew
I would be a bat and come swooping after you
And if the last time you were here things were a bit askew
Well you know what happens after dark
When rattlesnakes lose their skins and their hearts
And all the missionaries lose their bark
Oh, all the trees are calling after you
And all the venom snipers after you
Are all the mountains bolder after you?

If I could be anyone of the things in this world that bite
Instead of an ocelot on a leash, I'd rather be a kite
And be tied to the end of your string
And flying in the air, babe, at night
Cause ou know what they say about honey bears
When you shave off all their baby hair
You have a hairy minded pink bare bear

And all the balls are rolling out for you
And stones are all erupting out for you
And all the cheap bloodsuckers are flying after you

Yesterday, Daisy Mae and Biff were grooving on the street
And just like in a movie, her hands became her feet
Her belly button was her mouth
Wich meant she tasted what she'd speak

But the funny thing is what happened to her nose
It grew until it reached all of her toes
Now when people say her feet they mean her nose

And curtains laced with diamonds dear for you
And all the Roman Noblemen for you
And kingdom's Christian Soldiers dear for you
And melting ice cap mountain tops for you
And knights in flamming silver robes for you
And bats that with a kiss turn prince for you
Swoop, Swoop
oh baby,
Rock Rock
Swoop, Swoop,
Rock, Rock

by Andy Wharhol Thu Sep 23, 2004 18:03

Doesn't read as well as it sounds does it :(

by velvet underground - Campaign to stop Andorran underground nuclear weapon testing. Thu Sep 23, 2004 17:56

eh... those co-ordinates would be a bit wrong, could be more like 42º38' N and 2º2'E.
information from the seismologists now point to several different quakes occuring over a period of a week and varying in intensity at a depth of ten kilometres under the mountains which are 2.7km high at that point.
The epicentre is indeed somewhere close to the Valle de Nuria (named after the saintess of fertility a popular tourist site with skiing facilities and a high mountain chain-railway) , and between the medieval towns of Olot and Ripoll.

If I could be anything in the world that flew
I would be a bat and come swooping after you
And if the last time you were here things were a bit askew
Well you know what happens after dark
When rattlesnakes lose their skins and their hearts
And all the missionaries lose their bark
Oh, all the trees are calling after you
And all the venom snipers after you
Are all the mountains bolder after you?

If I could be anyone of the things in this world that bite
Instead of an ocelot on a leash, I'd rather be a kite
And be tied to the end of your string
And flying in the air, babe, at night
Cause ou know what they say about honey bears
When you shave off all their baby hair
You have a hairy minded pink bare bear

And all the balls are rolling out for you
And stones are all erupting out for you
And all the cheap bloodsuckers are flying after you

Yesterday, Daisy Mae and Biff were grooving on the street
And just like in a movie, her hands became her feet
Her belly button was her mouth
Wich meant she tasted what she'd speak

But the funny thing is what happened to her nose
It grew until it reached all of her toes
Now when people say her feet they mean her nose

And curtains laced with diamonds dear for you
And all the Roman Noblemen for you
And kingdom's Christian Soldiers dear for you
And melting ice cap mountain tops for you
And knights in flamming silver robes for you
And bats that with a kiss turn prince for you
Swoop, Swoop
oh baby,
Rock Rock
Swoop, Swoop,
Rock, Rock