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On 27 Jun 2006 20:04:48 -0700, "Wolfgang" wrote:

But he actually WORKS for a living.


And you, the little Lilliputian, doesn't think that DJ *worked* for a
living. You are the most pitiful human I have ever encountered. You
make the Putz look like a choir boy.

I never talked to DJ about his chosen career, but I know he was happy
in what he was doing, I know his wife and mother are very proud of
him, and his children loved him very much, and are equally proud.
You'll never have children to love or admire you, will you,
Lilliputian? I think that a wise choice.

To think that he was serving his country so little pukes like you can
have freedom of speech and everything else we have here in the U.S.
sickens me even more than his death.

I saw his ashes buried at Arlington Cemetery this afternoon. I jumped
when the seven riflemen fired their three shot volly, even though I
knew it was coming. I saw his wife presented with his Bronze Star and
Purple Heart, and the flag that draped his grave, and not once did I
think of all the little **** weazels in this country that, including
you, Lilliputian, applaud his death. I saw his brothers and sisters,
cousins, and other family members mourn his passing, and military
friends cry. All of them know about **** weazels like you, but they
know that you and your kind do not matter in *any* way. You are just
an evil entity that is in their way, and they brush you aside, knowing
you are pititul. There is a motor cycle gang at the cemetery that
guards the family from riff raff like you. They're all volunteers,
all vets, all saw action in Viet Nam or Iraq, all of them sick and
tired of people like you who applaud the death of DJ and his friends.

Some day, Lilliputian, I will see you again, and all your little shiny
new nickles will be mine. Count on it, skag.

On 28 Jun 2006 12:40:06 -0700, "~^ beancounter ~^"
wrote:

" War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things. The decayed
and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling which thinks
that nothing is worth war is much worse. The person who has
nothing for which he is willing to fight, nothing which is more
important than his own personal safety, is a miserable creature,
and has no chance of being free unless made or kept so by the
exertions of better men than himself."
I need those words right now, Rich, after reading Wolfgang's and
Barnard's thoughts on the subject.

Thank you.

Dave

Tom Nakashima wrote:

I'll have to somewhat agree, except for the "no-win" name calling and
personal insults.
It reminds me of when I used to co-op at The Children's Center of the
Stanford Community
when my kids were attending years ago. As I observed, the 3/4 year olds
would argue in the sand box, call
eachother names and insult one another over pointless subject matters. The
only difference
I see here, is that the kids after arguing would be friends again within the
next 5 minutes or so.

Yeah, we've all seen 3 and 4 year olds argue....and kiss and make
up....or whatever. But, have you ever seen them burn? It's not the
same thing at all.....really.

This is not a newsgroup to see who is right or who is the smartest, but to
make contributions to
the group without having a ****ing contests.

No doubt your tenure and vast experience here qualfies you to
pontificate on what this group is and is not for. Nevertheless, there
are those recalcitrant troglodytes among us who will insist that our
own opinions are just that. Some of us, at least, are not interested
in trading, comparing, or just plain accepting. Grow up.

I have a son who just finished
up his freshmen year at Stanford
Univ. I asked him; "So you must have seen a lot of smart people on campus?"

Did you really? Honestly, now.

He replied: "Dad, the
smart people are pretty quiet, they don't say too much, but they're
brilliant!,

Yeah, that's how you know they're brilliant.....they just sit there
looking quizzical and bemused and ****.

it's the insecure ones
who have to voice to let people know how they stand.

Thus inviting the question of exactly where your son......or his
father, for that matter.....stand on this fascinating question, eh?

However most students can see right
through them".

Well, them darn students!......what DON'T they know......ainna?

fwiw,

Roughly half a jar of cold ****.

Seriously, though, did you take notes?.....make a sound
recording?......a video, perhaps?......hire a stenographer?......or are
you just in the habit of using quotation marks to establish some sort
of travesty of verisimilitude?

Wolfgang
who never guessed that eddie's father could write......and now we see
why.

Dave LaCourse wrote:
On 27 Jun 2006 20:04:48 -0700, "Wolfgang" wrote:

But he actually WORKS for a living.


And you, the little Lilliputian, doesn't think that DJ *worked* for a
living.

DJ? What's that? I thought that was somebody who makes a living (such
as it is) playing records (or whatever the hell they call them these
days) at wedding receptions and ****.

You are the most pitiful human I have ever encountered.

Almost enough to make a boy believe human beings are inherently
evil.......ainna?

You make the Putz look like a choir boy.

Which "Putz" would that be?. There are so many.

I never talked to DJ about his chosen career,

But then, we all know that you are notorious (if, nevertheless,
excruciatingly inept) liar. So, what are we to make of this startling
declaration?

but I know he was happy in what he was doing,

"Was" being the operative verb. But, how is he feeling about it these
days?

I know his wife and mother are very proud of
him, and his children loved him very much, and are equally proud.

And that will keep them all well fed and warm and fuzzy on those long,
cold winter nights.......right?

You'll never have children to love or admire you, will you,

Wouldn't know. I never question children about love or admiration. I
really don't spend much time thinking about it. On the other hand,
there are adults who trust me. They ask me to babysit their infant
children. I guess they figure I'm not likely to offer them up as a
sacrifice. Who knows why people do the things they do, eh?

Lilliputian?

Ooh! Ooh! I'm feeling the rage!

I think that a wise choice.

Maybe. I wouldn't know. I no more look for wisdom in children than
penetrating insights into love and admiration.

To think that he was serving his country so little pukes like you can
have freedom of speech and everything else we have here in the U.S.
sickens me even more than his death.

Well, we both know that he was doing nothing of the kind.....and we're
both reasonably certain that the thought never entered his little head,
aren't we? I'm pretty sure it's the unaccustomed exercise of thinking
that is causing your distress. And, yeah, we're all pretty sure that
you're pretty sure of it too.

I saw his ashes buried at Arlington Cemetery this afternoon.

How do you know they were his? I mean, hell, they could'a burned up
half a dozen or so 3 year old ragheads.....and you'd never know the
difference......right? Ashes, is ashes......right? ****, they sneak
'em in in the dead of night so nobody will see 'em. I remember a time
in a country in which the government (and it's hired thugs) wasn't too
ashamed to at least let the citizens who hired them see what they paid
for.

I jumped
when the seven riflemen fired their three shot volly, even though I
knew it was coming.

Yeah, I bet you did. BOO!

I saw his wife presented with his Bronze Star and
Purple Heart,

And a great deal of satisfaction and solace she'll get from those, huh?
Hey, maybe she can trot them out on holidays and family birthdays and
such, and REALLY give the kids a treat, hm?

and the flag that draped his grave,

Did they get one of the really good ones? I saw an ad in the Menard's
flier last weekend......4th of July
special!.....fireproof!.....4x6!......$8.95!!

and not once did I
think of all the little **** weazels in this country that, including
you, Lilliputian, applaud his death.

Weasel is spelled with and "s"......not a "z". Anyway, why would I
applaud his death? Hell, I didn't know him......never even heard of
him. You think I should be overjoyed by his death just because YOU
are? That ain't gonna happen.

I saw his brothers and sisters,
cousins, and other family members mourn his passing,

Yeah, well, it's always fun till someone gets hurt, ainna?

and military friends cry.

Tsk, tsk.......and people wonder why this country gets its ass whupped
by every bunch of malnourished and illiterate runts they bump into.

All of them know about **** weazels like you,

Weasel is spelled with and "s"......not a "z".

but they
know that you and your kind do not matter in *any* way.

True......oh, so true. The killing will go on despite my best efforts.
I've known it for a long time. However, there are things worth doing
despite the absolute certainty of failure.

You are just an evil entity

Well, I'm only human.

that is in their way,

But, the mere fact that I'm here to respond to your insipid pap
demonstrates beyond a possibility of doubt that I've managed to stay
out of their sights thus far. Not bad for a smelly immigrant kid, huh?


and they brush you aside, knowing
you are pititul.

Sorta makes a boy wonder how they got to know me so well, doesn't it?

There is a motor cycle gang at the cemetery that
guards the family from riff raff like you.

I predict they're going to get pretty bored before long.

They're all volunteers,

So.....what? All your talk of the riches you've amassed at the public
tit and you can't even afford to pay them? Why, you chiseling *******!

all vets, all saw action in Viet Nam or Iraq,

Hm......"motor cycle gangs," "Viet Nam" or "Iraq" vets. So, what
you're saying is that they are all experienced at lighting up unarmed
civilians, eh? I suppose I should be afraid.

all of them sick and
tired of people like you who applaud the death of DJ and his friends.

I know that you aren't going to get this, but I live in the almost
certainly vain hope that someday, somehow, someone will be able to
explain it to you and the couple hundred million other murderous pigs
in this world in terms that even you can understand. I am not a fan of
indiscriminate mass butchery. EVERYBODY who has been incinerated,
bombed, shot, bludgeoned, impaled, smashed, run over, beheaded,
defenestrated, hung, drawn and quartered, buried alive, capped,
double-tapped, tortured, executed, terminated with extreme prejudice,
lit up, ****ed up, raped, pillaged, abused or otherwise maltreated in
Iraq in the past three years or so was somebody's mother, father, son,
daughter, nephew, niece, brother-in law, sister in-law, father-in-law,
mother-in-law, aunt, uncle, grandmother, grandfather, grandson, and/or
granddaughter. Yours don't look any different to me than any others.
In fact, they all look pretty much alike to me......with or without the
bad perm.

Some day, Lilliputian, I will see you again, and all your little shiny
new nickles will be mine.

Yet another death threat.....yawn..

Count on it, skag.

Pack a lunch, Duke......take a number.....you know where the line
forms.

Wolfgang
who knows that if anything......um.....untoward.....should happen to
him in the next couple of years, a LOT of people are going to have a
bunch of very embarrassing questions to answer.

"Wolfgang" wrote in message
oups.com...

Say, did you ever have one of those talks with your nephew?

I think the kid had a mind of his own.

http://www.militarycity.com/valor/1880663.html

Look, the boy was doing what he thought was the right thing to do, whether
you agree or not. He followed his orders and for doing so he is not coming
back and a family grieves. They aren't the only family grieving nor are we
the only country loosing some of it's best and brightest. He is not to be
held accountable that he was even over there in the first place nor should
he be accountable that thousnads of Iraqi citizens of all ages and sex have
been killed. While he should not be held accountable, by putting on that
uniform and making that trip, he made himself responsible for what happened
in his sphere of influence.

That does not make all the bloodshed OK, you're right. Nor does that make
Mr. LaCourse responsible for his nephews death.

I know what your message is in general terms and agree with some of it, but
please. Insulting Mr. Lacourse at this time over this issue will not solve
anything except to made a bad situation worse.

I'm asking you to give it a rest for this thread. There will be plenty of
other chances for you and Mr. Lacourse to tango so to speake. Please?

And as to your other comment about knowing for sure the ashes were the boy,
the body was returned and it is noted. From there, the family is dependent
upon the undertaker and we would like to assume the director's morals and
ethics were sufficent to ensure they belonged only to Dave's nephew.

peace everyone......remember...

united we stand, divided we fall.......

Tom Nakashima wrote:

Ah Wolfgang, the "master of psychological warfare"...smile
-tom

Thank you, Tom, an appreciative audience is always appreciated.
However, you flatter me. A master of psychological warfare would have
had you foaming at the mouth. I can only do that with juveniles, sock
puppets, windup toys, and ****-weasels.

Wolfgang
um.......well, and murderous pigs.

On 29 Jun 2006 16:15:34 -0700, "Wolfgang" wrote:

um.......well, and murderous pigs.

I doubt you have any effect on Kerry or Kennedy.

Wolfgang wrote:
. Odds are that
the best and brightest of any nation.....any culture.....aren't walking
around with guns in their hands.

ya left out the word some, not all, some.

You've evidently found a nuanced distinction between accountability and
responsibility that escapes me entirely.

ask me int the UP about it, it's one of them "management thingies"

the nephew isn't accountable for
his actions,

never having the experience myself I think driving a truck on orders
and getting killed is being held pretty accountable

then how is it that I am both with regard to the exchanges
that take place here?

did I say you were? it was not my intent to imply such

Tell you what I'll do. As I post this, it is 8:54 p.m. here. I'm not
sure that I've caught up with the thread. For you, I'll ignore
anything that appears on my server prior to the time I post this
message.
I'll let it rest if everyone else does likewise.
Otherwise.......well, you know.*

All I asked, i have no intention of apply for the roff net nanny job.
been guilty of a few nasties myself.

Thanks

and it's altogether possible that his time the gloves WILL come off.

But hey, you never know

Wayne Knight wrote:
Wolfgang wrote:
. Odds are that
the best and brightest of any nation.....any culture.....aren't walking
around with guns in their hands.

ya left out the word some, not all, some.

O.k., we continue. NONE of the best or the brightest are walking
around in somebody else's country for no good reason with guns in their
hands. Any American who thinks he or she has a defensible reason (let
alone a good one) to be carrying a gun in Iraq is demonstrably not
among the brightest. As for the best......well, have you been
listening to the news lately?

You've evidently found a nuanced distinction between accountability and
responsibility that escapes me entirely.

ask me int the UP about it, it's one of them "management thingies"

I will do that.

the nephew isn't accountable for
his actions,

never having the experience myself I think driving a truck on orders
and getting killed is being held pretty accountable

You left out the "if." You said he wasn't accountable......not me.

then how is it that I am both with regard to the exchanges
that take place here?

did I say you were? it was not my intent to imply such

Well, if I'm not, then why are we having this little tete a tete?

Tell you what I'll do. As I post this, it is 8:54 p.m. here. I'm not
sure that I've caught up with the thread. For you, I'll ignore
anything that appears on my server prior to the time I post this
message.
I'll let it rest if everyone else does likewise.
Otherwise.......well, you know.*

All I asked, i have no intention of apply for the roff net nanny job.
been guilty of a few nasties myself.

Thanks

You're welcome.

and it's altogether possible that his time the gloves WILL come off.

But hey, you never know

Oh, but I do. Trust me.

Wolfgang