I’m On The Lord’s Side…And That Must Mean You’re Not.
So after a couple weeks of dodging questions about why he’s busy helping a bunch of gutter crawling bigots pass an anti same-sex marriage amendment in his state, Colts Coach Dungy has finally decided to make it clear just exactly where he stands. Fine.
CARMEL, Ind. — Colts coach Tony Dungy said he knows some people would prefer him to steer clear of the gay marriage debate, but he used a speech Tuesday night to clearly stake out his position.
Dungy told more than 700 people at the Indiana Family Institute’s banquet that he agrees with that organization’s position supporting a constitutional amendment that defines marriage as between one man and one woman.
"I appreciate the stance they’re taking, and I embrace that stance," Dungy said.
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"IFI (The Indiana Family Institute) is saying what the Lord says," Dungy said. "You can take that and make your decision on which way you want to be. I’m on the Lord’s side."
Pisst…Hey…Tony… The Ku Klux Klan thinks they’re on the Lord’s side too. You think you’re not like them because you aren’t burning any crosses Tony? Think again…
The coach said his comments shouldn’t be taken as gay bashing, but rather his views on the matter as he sees them from a perspective of faith.
"We’re not anti- anything else. We’re not trying to downgrade anyone else. But we’re trying to promote the family — family values the Lord’s way," Dungy said.
Like hell you’re not trying to downgrade anyone. You just said there that anyone who supports equal marriage rights for same sex couples is a tool of Satan. Here’s what comes of that Mr. Righteous Man-o-god…
(New York City) Four men charged in the brutal homophobic assault on gay entertainer Kevin Aviance last summer pleaded guilty in a Manhattan court Wednesday.
Avaince was attacked as he left the Phoenix bar last June. The four beat him unmercifully, breaking his jaw, doing serious damage to one leg and leaving him with cuts and bruises over most of his body.
As they attacked him the four young men yelled homophobic slurs.
(Bartow, Florida) Two men charged with the brutal murder of a gay Winter Haven man have been ordered held without bail following a brief court appearance.
William David Brown Jr., 20, and Joseph Bearden, 21, are charged with first-degree murder and armed robbery in the killing of Ryan Keith Skipper, 25.
The prosecutor said he expects to argue for the maximum sentence on the grounds the killing was a hate crime.
Police had originally begun investigating the murder as a robbery gone wrong until associates of the accused said that Skipper had been killed after coming on to the men.
Skipper’s body was found last week on the side of a road. He had been stabbed more than 20 times.
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Skipper is described by friends as outgoing and gentle. He was studying computer sciences.
On the Lord’s side. On the Lord’s side. Right. You and every segregationist who ever lived and claimed that mixed race marriages were against the Lord’s will.
I would really, really like it if someday some reporter got in this jackass’s face and asked him straight-up if he thinks that since he’s on the Lord’s side, are people who support same sex marriage on Satan’s side. And if they are, would his sport be better off if Satan’s followers stopped attending games. You want it to be a wholesome family experience, don’t you Tony?
…and discover that most of my adult life was all a dream and it’s still 1974…
Shades of Rose Mary Woods? An 18 day gap?
I think a commenter in our document dump research thread may have been the first to notice that the emails released by the Justice Department seem to have a gap between November 15th and December 4th of last year.
(Our commenter saw it late on the evening of the dump itself — see the comment date-stamped March 20, 2007 02:19 AM in the research thread)
The firing calls went out on December 7th. But the original plan was to start placing the calls on November 15th. So those eighteen days are pretty key ones.
The most commonly approved form of marriage in the past (and the one mentioned most often in the first five books of the Old Testament) was polygamy – one man, many women. Some societies also countenanced polyandry – one woman married to several men. In China and parts of the Sudan, when two families wished to make an alliance but didn’t have an eligible daughter or son still alive, marriages were often arranged between one child and the ghost of another. And at least one society, the Na of China, existed for thousands of years without marriage…
Oh…did you mean the Judeo-Christian tradition…?
The Judeo-Christian tradition does not speak with one voice on marriage. Polygamy, divorce and concubines are all part of the Old Testament tradition. Jesus broke with older religious traditions in prohibiting divorce for men as well as for women. But in doing so, he also challenged the traditional right of a man to take a second wife if the first wife was sterile. Ever since, the validity of a marriage in the Western tradition has not been dependent on ability to procreate.
And despite Jesus’ rejection of divorce, Christianity did not sanctify marriage. (It wasn’t made a sacrament until 1215). In fact, he urged his followers to remain unmarried or leave their families to go off and spread the Christian word.
His definition of family was based not on biological or legal ties but on the community of believers. When he was dying on the cross, he did not ask a disciple to help his mother. Instead, he called a disciple forward and said to his mother, "Dear woman, here is your son." And to the disciple, he said, "Here is your mother."
Perhaps you meant the Western tradition…
The claim that marriage existed unchanged for thousands of years is also false. Two hundred years ago, the generation that produced the Enlightenment and the American Revolution overturned thousands of years of tradition by insisting that the older generation must allow young people to choose their own mates on the basis of love rather than to further their parents’ economic and political ambitions.
Even more radical and recent has been the innovation of giving wives and husbands equal rights in marriage. Until the late 19th century, a husband legally owned all his wife’s property and earnings and could do with them what he pleased. He had the right to physically "correct" his wife and even imprison her in the home for disobedience.
When courts began to treat wives as separate legal entities with their own individual rights, defenders of "traditional" marriage predicted that such a radical social change would "destroy domestic tranquility" and subvert the "order of society."
Actually, making women the literal property of their husbands is probably Exactly what the religious right wants. Tradition.
Go read the whole thing. I haven’t read her book, but I suspect the subtitle, How Love Conquered Marriage, is one to strike absolute terror in the hearts of the kook pews.
Rumsfeld: No. There comes a mike! Just take a second.
Maybe if people who have questions stick their hand up now, someone will get a mike to you and then the mike will be right there with you. There’s one in the back, good.
Go ahead.
Q: Thank you, sir. First, it’s a pleasure to hear you and to be this close to you and see you in person. We’ve seen you on TV a lot, and it’s a neat experience for us.
I’m part of an AEF rotation here, a part of a group that is deployed for AEF 7 and 8, and this is a great place to be deployed, no doubt. But many of us are asking, how long will we be frozen? But my question is, on the behalf of some of our Guard and Reserve men who are here, we know that some units have been mobilized, partially mobilized. Their question is, do you — are we going to go to a full mobilization of Guard and Reserve? And if we are, when will that decision be made?
Rumsfeld: Well — (laughter) — let me say this about that. (Laughter.) It is highly unlikely that we would go to a full mobilization. We — I have been signing a great many deployment orders and mobilization orders and alerting orders. The forces have been flowing now for a good number of weeks, and that has had its intended effect. There is no question but that the world’s focus is on the fact that the Iraqi regime, now for some 12 years, continues to ignore and disagree with the now 17 resolutions of the United Nations. The world understands that; they are looking for cooperation and hoping that the force flow will bring about cooperation, but thus far, it has not.
We don’t talk about deployments in the specific, but we have brought a good many Guard and Reserve on active duty. Fortunately, a great many of them were volunteers. We have been able to have relatively few stop losses. There are some currently, particularly in the Army, but relatively few in the Navy and the Air Force. And it is not knowable if force will be used, but if it is to be used, it is not knowable how long that conflict would last. It could last, you know, six days, six weeks. I doubt six months.
Like…you know…six days…six weeks…you know… Whatever. You know.
If you click on the link I’ve provided, to this U.S. Department Of Defense DefenseLink News Transcript, you might notice that it’s a page from the Google cache. Click on the link at the top of the cache page. You know. Where it says, Click here for the current page without highlighting. Go ahead. The original page is gone. We have always been at war with Eastasia…
LA PAZ, Bolivia – Always Coca-Cola? Not if Bolivia’s coca growers have their way. The farmers want the word "Coca" dropped by the U.S. soft drink company, arguing that the potent shrub belongs to the cultural heritage of this Andean nation, where the coca leaf infuses everyday life and is sacred to many.
A commission of coca industry representatives advising an assembly rewriting Bolivia’s constitution passed a resolution Wednesday calling on the Atlanta, Ga.-based company to take "Coca" out of its name and asking the United Nations to decriminalize the leaf.
The resolution demands that "international companies that include in their commercial name the name of coca (example: Coca Cola) refrain from using the name of the sacred leaf in their products."
The commission, which met for three days in Sucre, 255 miles southeast of La Paz, is part of an effort led by President Evo Morales to rehabilitate the image of plant, used in the Andes for millennia but better known internationally as the base ingredient of cocaine.
Oh they’ll get right on it I’m sure…
Coca-Cola released a statement Thursday saying their trademark is "the most valuable and recognized brand in the world" and was protected under Bolivian law.
I can appreciate the sentiment. I’d like it just fine thank you, if words on a product label actually meant things the way real words do. But you have to realize that a product label isn’t there to tell you what the product actually Is. Think of them as little mini advertisements that get put on cans and bottles and boxes of stuff. They’re there to make you buy whatever they’ve been pasted onto, not to tell you what it is you’re buying.
But let me put it this way: if an American food and beverage corporation can feel perfectly fine putting the words ‘Country’ and ‘Time’ and ‘Lemonade’ in the name of an instant drink mix product that is mass produced in factories and in no way shape or form has, or ever did have, any actual lemonade in it, then let’s face it, we’re doing pretty darn good that we can say Coca-Cola has any Cola in it at all, let alone any Coca.
Er…it does still have Cola in it…doesn’t it? Some? I don’t drink the stuff anymore myself…
Earlier in the day, Bush held a National Security Council meeting on the war. He was to discuss the latest developments by secure videoconference with Iraqi Prime Minister Nuri al-Maliki at 9:40 a.m. (1440 GMT), said spokeswoman Dana Perino.
Then at 11:30, the president will make a statement on the fourth anniversary of the invasion of Iraq in the Roosevelt Room. It will last about five minutes and he will take no questions," she told AFP by telephone.
On the other hand, when has this spoiled brat ever suffered being questioned?
I’m stealing the title of this post from Atrios, but then the rest of it is recycled too. Four years. Four years. Four years. Well at least they’re not calling them Freedom Fries anymore…
Tuesday afternoon. I am attending a conference on open source software in government being held at George Washington University. I am here because my project manager is investigating the possibility of moving the system I’ve been working on for the past several years to open source software. Work on the Hubble Space Telescope will go into maintenance mode shortly, and the thinking is that the Institute doesn’t want to spend a lot of money it won’t have on software upgrades, simply because a certain vendor has a business cycle that requires you to do that. At least with open source we would have the option of making any small fixes we absolutely needed to have before the end of the mission ourselves, without breaking our systems that depend on it. The alternative is to stick to the vendor’s upgrade cycle, and pray the new versions don’t break anything in our software, or introduce new bugs and security holes.
Between conference sessions, I wander around the Foggy Bottom area, and back and forth to my hotel, which I paid for out of my own pocket, rather then hassle with Washington traffic, which is a nightmare. The hotel has a nice little kitchenette, which allows me to eat reasonably well without further damaging my budget for the month. Around noon I begin the walk back to my hotel for lunch, stopping to examine a decrepit building right next to the conference hall, that I assume is one of the student dorms. It is, and I see by the bronze plaque by the door that this one is named Lafayette Hall. I read the inscription, which briefly describes the history of Marquis de Lafayette, who fought beside George Washington, taking a bullet in the process, for the freedom of a nation that was not his own, and who later attended the first commencement ceremonies of the university that bore his friend’s name, shaking the hand of each of those first graduates. While I am reading, a snarky voice in the back of my mind is saying Freedom Fries…Freedom Toast… An old friend of mine I’d had breakfast with that morning, told me a joke he’d heard about a man who, while visiting France recently, asked a random Frenchman, "Sir, can you speak German?" When the Frenchman replied that he couldn’t, the American said, "You’re welcome." I told my friend the Frenchman could just as easily have asked the American, "Sir, do you have a king?"
My hotel is somewhat oldish. My room is on the sixth floor and the elevators are small and slow. I press the button and when one finally appears, I see that there are already two businessmen inside. It’s a tight fit for three. As we go up I feel the hair on the back of my neck rise. There are some who you would never know from the look of them, to be of the right wing thuggish persuasion, and there are others who hit you with it in waves, in the cut of the clothes, the bullying posture that is as second nature as breathing, and the coldness of the face, particularly when smiling at nothing in particular. I tune them both out, pulling out from a space within me I’d almost forgotten about, a "Yes I’m a longhair, yes I know you hate my guts, and no mister establishment person sir, I really don’t give a flying fuck" attitude, close my eyes, and listen to the elevator floor counter click off the floors to mine. I toy briefly about writing a book, "Everything I know about living under Bush II, I learned from Nixon". The old elevator rises slowly. I hear one of my companions say, "I hope they don’t cancel our flight out Thursday." The other chuckles and says, "The war will be over by then."
I can just close my eyes a little, and still see that drooling jackass…
I knew right away which one was which, because I know how my own eyes scan, and because I’ve actually talked this over with others like me who draw, but also photographers too. The thing is, the human eye/brain system tends to lock straight on to what it determines is the import stuff. That’s probably because natural selection enhances a critter’s ability to size up a situation quickly. Even those of us with a creative, exploring turn of mind, when we’re just starting to learn to draw, or to do photography, need work at looking, really looking at…well…what we’re looking at…
Art teachers have noted that when beginning students attempt to draw accurate portraits, they tend to exaggerate the size of key features: eyes and mouths are too big relative to the size of the head. Trained artists learn to ignore these temptations and draw the world as it really appears. Even world-famous artists such as Leonardo da Vinci have had to resort to tricks such as looking at their subject through a divided pane of glass in order to render proportions accurately.
And it’s true. Even now there are times I will try looking at my own drawings in in a mirror, when I’m not sure I’m getting it right. But I’m convinced it’s not all a matter of training either. This would be a good experiment to run on a group of children, and then follow them into adulthood to see which ones took up art as a pursuit, to see how differently their eyes explored the world before the training set in. I’ll bet the training only enhances a tendency that is there to begin with, to rove over it all, absorbed, curious, fascinated. I remember when I was a kid, I would be drawn to even the smallest details of any scene that held my interest. The delicate colors in a sunset…or in the ripples on water, as in the photos above. I’ll bet the way my eyes roved over that photo when I first looked at it a few moments ago, wasn’t all that different from how they would have looked at it when I was a kid. The difference would only be experience. Now I know why I’m doing it. You can’t render what you’re not really seeing. You have to look. Deliberately look. That’s the training.
But here’s the inner reflex: This is a beautiful world. Look…look…there is more there then first greets the eye. See? It is richer then it first appears. Look. Look.
I guess one good way to overcome whatever it is that’s blocking you creatively, is to do something that expresses the thing that your mind got itself wrapped around. On a good week I can do, maybe two boards. Most weeks I can only do one. This weekend I did four. But they’re not quite finished yet. If I can keep this head of steam up I might get them done by tomorrow evening. All I have left to do basically is some Photoshop touch-ups, and lettering. But I decided to take a break from it tonight and go to bed. If I press it, I’ll stop seeing what I’m working on and overlook mistakes that will make me cringe later…I just know it. So I’ll call it a day now, and take it up again with fresh eyes when I get home from work tomorrow evening.
For this one thing I’m doing something I’ve almost never do, something I’ve always been afraid to do ever since high school. I’m drawing my pencils right on the board, instead of on a sheet of layout paper. Lately I’ve been feeling more confidant in my line art, and also my ability to fix mistakes in Photoshop. The layout paper has been like a crutch in some respects, in that I knew I could always skip over my mistakes, or correct them, when I did the transfer to the board. To do the transfer, I put a sheet of graphite paper down between a Bristol board and my layout paper pencils, and then I over the pencils with another sheet of layout paper and draw the line art over them. I end up with a board with faint graphite line art that I often have to touch up a bit, before starting on the inks. So that extra step of transferring the line art always meant I was drawing the line art twice. If I can just do the inks right over the pencils then I save a lot of time. On the other hand, having the abilty to store the pencils away in case I messed up the board during the inking, or just for later use somewhere else, has always been a plus.
I’ve actually been experimenting with a small light tablet I bought a few months ago. Using that I can put the pencils under a Bristol board, and then with the light switched on I can see them through the board, and theoretically just start inking. I’ve tried it a few times…the last two political cartoons I finished were done that way. And I have another Mark and Josh cartoon that’s ready for the inks that I intend to do that way. But I’m finding the light tablet a tad awkward to use. Normally, I just tape everything to a piece of Masonite that I can turn this way and that while I draw.
I won’t be able to start on Bagheera’s secondary hard disk upgrade until this thing I’m dragging out of myself is finished (because I’m still using that drive until this is done), so it looks like Tuesday evening at the earliest that I get started on that.
This afternoon the temperature rose tentatively above freezing, but mostly the sun came out and that promptly cleared the side streets of ice, and I was able to get out and get a bigger hard disk for Bagheera. I’ll put it in Monday and run the restore on the drive overnight, and we’ll see. Since it’s not the system drive, the restore shouldn’t spring any problems on me, but I’ve never had to restore a Mac disk yet either, so we’ll see.
While I was working on something at the drafting table this morning, I came up against a problem I’d faced before when it comes to drawing backgrounds. There is so much Stuff in your day-to-day environment that you sort-of know what it looks like, but when pressed to actually draw it you’re fuzzy on the details. Things like bus stop benches, trash cans, telephone poles and power transformers. You know what all these things look like generally, but not in any detailed way enough to draw them convincingly.
I remember watching a documentary on the cartoonist R. Crumb, and a passage where he described, early on in his career, driving around the city he was living in with a friend and a camera and shooting dozens and dozens of shots of nothing but common everyday cityscape stuff like transformers and street lights and storefronts and bus stops and traffic lights and such like. He said he’d been feeding off that library of background stuff all his life. Take another look at the backgrounds in his cartoons sometime, and you can see what it did for him.
So I decided to go out and start my own gallery of background trivia, for what I was working on now and future reference. When I came back I discovered I’d dropped my lens cap somewhere in the snow. Oh Dang! I figured by then some passer-by had either snatched it up for themselves, or it had been kicked somewhere or driven over by a car and I’d never find it, or never find it in one piece. I didn’t have a spare for that lens, so I waited until the camera store nearby opened and took a walk, thinking I’d just buy a new one. But just on the off chance, I re-traced my steps. I found it at a corner near where I thought I might have lost it, laying undisturbed, flat on its face in a small drift of snow and sleet. The cap was all black, and in the sunlight it must have been absorbing a little bit of heat. It had drilled its way about an inch into the snow.
"But then the sailors knelt and prayed, not all together but five or six at a time. Side by side they knelt down together . . . but there only prayed at the same time men of different faiths so that no god should hear two men praying to him at once. As soon as any one should finish his prayer, another of the same faith would take his place . . ."
"And I too felt I should pray, yet I liked not to pray to a jealous god there where the frail affectionate gods whom the heathen love were being humbly invoked; so I bethought me, instead, of Sheol Nugganoth, whom the men of the jungle have long since deserted, who is now unworhsipped and alone; and to him I prayed."
"Hell," the rabbi says, "is just like Heaven. It is a glorious banquet table spread with the finest foods. But the people in Hell are starving because they have no elbows and they cannot feed themselves."
"I see," the student says, "but in Heaven the people do have elbows?"
"No," the rabbi says, "the people in Heaven don’t have elbows either. But in Heaven, they feed each other."
Fred has a delightfully snarky photograph to go along with this blog post, titled, The Lost Tomb. It’s a tad hard to read the inscription, but the name is J. Cameron…
Well my plan was to go buy a bigger second hard disk for Bagheera today. The Big Scan (as I’m now calling it) has nearly filled the slightly less then two-hundred gigabyte one I’d bought last year. I was going to see if I could find a Western Digital half terabyte one somewhere this afternoon. But after last night’s sleet and snow all the side streets in my neighborhood are a solid sheet of ice right now. So…not…
What I really need to do is make myself a RAID-1 file server I can just shovel hard disks into as needed. But I’m waiting for the new high speed wireless protocol to be standardized (I’ll be slugging a lot of very, very large image files over the network). Apple has a nice looking new high speed AirPort base station out now, but they’ve jumped the gun on the new standard…it hasn’t been finalized yet…and I’m a tad skittish about buying into it until it is.
In the meantime I’m going to have to stop scanning now, until I can put more storage capacity online. I’m counting on the price of hard disk capacity going down, as The Big Scan progresses. Because I’ve already eaten over a-hundred gigabytes (the other hundred is taken up by my cartoon and iTunes files) and I’ve still got tons of it to go through. So far I’m in luck…looks like a half a terabyte drive should cost me about the same as what I spent on the two-hundred gig drive last year. That’s do-able. But I’ve only just started this thing.
In other news…I can sit down at my drafting table now and produce pencils. I may even have some things to post by tomorrow night…
Via The Stranger blog (SLOG)… The adventures of Reverend Ken Hutcherson, international man of theocracy…
March 16, 2007
Dear Prayer Warrior,
Thank you for praying for my call to the White House Office of Faith-Based and Community Initiatives. It went very well.
I was honored to receive a commission by the White House Office of Faith Based and Community Initiatives as a Special Envoy in the following areas: Adoptions, Family Values, Religious Freedom, and Medical Relief, which allowed me to meet with the Latvian government.
The purpose of the trip to Latvia was to support the Latvian government as they stand for Family Values and Religious Freedom in their country.
I met with all the Religious Leaders in Latvia except two. I also met with the Ministers of Integration, Minister of the Interior, and the Minister of Human Rights and Parliament.
The successful result of the meeting was to foster complete agreement to work together in the future to strengthen family values. All agreed to keep traditional values of marriage between a man and a woman and ensure that marriage remains an institution between a man and woman as well as ensure religious freedom within the country.
During my meeting with the American Embassy I expressed that many in the Latvian Parliament and many of the Latvian people believe that they in the American Embassy support the Homosexual agenda. I talked to them about their funding of many Homosexual groups against the wishes of the majority of the Latvian people.
Pray that my discussions will produce a change of policy. That is what we are expecting when we receive the full report that I requested from the Embassy.
Continue to pray that the new influence that God has granted through me serving as a special envoy for the White House will be effectively used as I deal with the adoption issue in the United States this next week.
Your Pastor,
Hutch
Hutcherson, you may recall, is the righteous man of the cloth who threatened Microsoft with a boycott if they didn’t stop supporting the inclusion of gay people in Washington State’s equal opportunity law. And now that it’s been passed, he’s leading a petition effort to get it repealed. He’s also been a vigorous fighter against gay marriage equality.
So the Bush administration gives him a Special Envoy commission from the White House Office of Faith Based and Community Initiatives, and he uses that to take the fight against gay equality overseas.
"The average gay couple is not interested in equality," Hutcherson says. "The average gay couple is interesting in suppressing anyone who disagrees with them."
…And you have to know that they’re not just targeting former Soviet block states. I’m convinced that the uproar over gay equality in the Anglican Church has been largely orchestrated by the American right wing. If you don’t think so too, maybe this investigative series by Jim Naughton for the newsletter of the Washington Diocese will make you think again. If Europe, and the rest of the civilized world, think that the stomping of American religious kooks has nothing to do with them, they need to get a clue. They’re already stomping inside your territory too…you just aren’t paying attention yet.
"Life begins at 66," reads an advertisement aimed at old people in Germany. But it’s not promoting orthopedic shoes — it’s for a brothel which is offering a 50-percent discount to senior citizens.
If you have to get old, Germany isn’t a bad place to do so. As well as generous state pensions, German senior citizens enjoy a host of benefits during their twilight years. Now, in addition to discounted rail travel, cut-price cinema tickets and cheap museum entry, Germany’s old folk have a new perk to take advantage of: a 50- percent discount at Germany’s largest brothel.
The brothel "Pascha" in Cologne is now offering senior citizens a 50 percent discount on sex services — but only between the hours of 12 and 5 p.m., and only upon proof of age. The offer, which many would argue beats free coffee at McDonalds, is valid for clients aged 66 and over.
I don’t see myself ever setting foot in a brothel. I don’t object to them in principle, provided that the folks working them do so of their own free will and interest and they’re not forced into it through poverty or war or crime. Otherwise as far as I’m concerned it’s a business like anything else. For some people, sex is more like recreation then romance, and that’s fine. But the point is look at how casually and matter-of-factly they’re treating human sexuality elsewhere in the civilized world.
Of course you wouldn’t start a new line of business without doing a little test marketing first…
The brothel tested the subsidized sex scheme by offering reductions once a week. The offer was so successful it has now been extended to every day. "There’s been plenty of demand and people have certainly been taking advantage of the offer," the spokesman said, adding, with a certain understatement: "Older folks are more active than you think."
See…this is why you need to read the foreign newspapers and magazines. There’s a whole ‘nother world out there isn’t there? Spiegel has been on my reading list for a while now. They’re good.
I don’t see myself ever setting foot in a brothel. But it would sure be very nice to be able to retire to a less sexually stressed out place then the country I’m living in now…
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