A FLORIDA-GEORGIA 25TH ANNIVERSARY

To begin to understand my special passion for this game you have to first understand that I love Georgians and have many, many family members in that great State. Both of my parents are, in fact, Georgians. My mother was born and raised on the Sumter County – Macon County line in Andersonville. My father was born in Ellaville and his cluster of family was then and is now centered around the town of Roberta. These areas are quite rural, quite agricultural. On my maternal side the family owned, and still owns, a few hundred acres of land on that county line adjacent to the Andersonville National Cemetery. In fact, for years my maternal Grandfather (who is still living) for years worked his farm and worked at the cemetery to support his family.

On my father’s side, they were sharecropping but eventually began a logging company that generated work all over South Georgia. But in 1950s Georgia an African American with a sharp mind and a sharp tongue could fairly easily find some trouble. Give that same man some disposable income and there was likely going to be a problem. My father, the oldest son in his family, no doubt qualified for that sharp mind / sharp tongue category. I’m sure he was young and dumb in many, many ways. Neither of my parents went beyond the 8^th grade in school but both were quite bright. And confident. Once my father married my mother and was successfully running the logging business . . . and had two (of his eventual six) children, things got to be too hot and he was basically chased out of Georgia.

Chased away . . . to the great State of Florida. Many other family members on both sides went away to Gary, Indiana or Detroit or New York City. Most others stayed in Georgia. Some others settled in spots further down the Florida peninsula. Despite the upheavals of the ‘50s and ‘60s, my father never gave up being a proud Georgia boy. That’s just the way Georgians are. So, when I was coming of age in the 1970s as a proud Florida boy making his way through secondary school and really disappointed by the fact that Georgia seemed to be ruining my Florida Gators football seasons on a regular basis (and questioning why this was the case), everything was really simple to my father: we Floridians just didn’t eat enough cornbread and collard greens.

Well, damn, I thought. I loved cornbread and collard greens. To this day I wonder about people who don’t share that love. And I knew my father was really perceptive and smart, but could it really be that simple?

Anyway, when I completed a tour of duty in the Army and finally began my freshman year at U.F., the most anticipated game for me on our football schedule was the Florida-Georgia game. So when November 8, 1980 rolled around I was hyped. I mean really, really hyped. I attended the game with my younger brother who was actually ahead of me in school as a junior at U.F. – this was because he would do his tour of duty in the Army AFTER graduating from college, as an officer. Smart man.

Unfortunately, by that November date my father was already in failing health and unbeknownst to me, would only live for a few more months. The game, as all Gators and Dawgs know, turned out to be a classic:

Herschel was unbelievable, and thus didn't disappoint. On one play, I saw him get tackled, his legs cut from underneath him, but he before he hit the ground, he tucked forward, somersaulted just inches from the ground, rolled on his back, and sprang up on his legs. He was amazing.

 

But so were the Gators that day.

 

Through eight games that season, Herschel had rushed for 1,096 yards, and the Bulldogs were undefeated and ranked second in the nation.

 

Was he really that good? On the third play of the game, Herschel answered, motoring 72 yards for a touchdown, and it looked as if it was going to be another long day for the Gators. He finished with 238 yards on 37 carries, and you'd have thought that would be enough, but it wasn't.

 

On the other side of the field, a little-known Gator wide receiver named Tyrone Young was having the game of his career. Young hauled in 10 catches for 183 yards from UF quarterback Wayne Peace. Every time you looked up, Young was making a big play.

 

The Gators, who came in ranked No. 20 following their forgettable 0-10-1 season a year earlier, trailed just 14-10 at the half. The Dawgs used two field goals to stretch the lead to 20-10 after three quarters.

 

Then magic happened.

The link above and the subsequent excerpt are from a recent column by Peter Kerasotis in Brevard County’s Florida Today newspaper. It turns out that he began matriculating at U.F. the same quarter that I did (the last year for quarters at Florida). As he wrote, the Gators made a valiant comeback and in the fourth quarter took the lead, 26-21. Up in the endzone of my hometown Gator Bowl sat me and my brother and a bunch of Florida students. We were going crazy. My memory says we were in the endzone stands looking directly at the Gator defense as they were harassing the hell out of Georgia’s offense. This meant Georgia had their backs to us and all the action unfolded directly in front of us. The screaming was incredible. Georgia was on their goal line and we were doing our best to drown them out. First down and second down occurred. The stadium was literally rocking. Victory was at hand and the partying was going to be super good.

And then them damn cornbread and collard greens-eating Bulldawgs broke our hearts.

Larry Munson’s call of that play up in the Georgia radio booth has become quite famous. This is my interpretation of his exact, heartbreaking call. I’m not so much of a Gator that I can’t acknowledge that this is a classic call:

Florida in a stand-up five, they may or may not blitz.

 

Belue third down on the 8 . . . in trouble . . . he got a block behind him . . . going to throw on the run . . . complete on the 25 to the 30!

 

Lindsay Scott 35, 40, Lindsay Scott 45, 50, 45, 40.

 

Run Lindsay, 25, 20, 15, 10, Lindsay Scott! Lindsay Scott! Lindsay Scott!

 

* * *

 

Well, I can’t believe it. Ninety-two yards and Lindsay really got in a foot race.

 

I broke my chair. I came right through a chair. A metal steel chair with about a 5 inch cushion, I broke it. The booth came apart. The stadium . . . well, the stadium fell down . . . now they do have to renovate this place . . . they’ll have to rebuild it now.

 

This is incredible. You know this game has always been called the World’s Greatest [Outdoor] Cocktail Party. Do you know what’s gonna happen here tonight? And up at St. Simons and Jekyll Island, and all those places where all those Dawg people have got those condominiums for 4 days?

 

Man is there going to be some property destroyed tonight!

 

26-21, Dawgs on top. We were gone. I’d gave up, you did too. We were out of it and gone.

 

Miracle!

It was at this game, at this moment, where every other University of Florida football game became simply a game and this became THE game on our schedule for me. Truth be told, it already was that for me but this really, really nailed it down. It was also where I learned to have a certain contempt for the defeatist element among Gator fans. All around me, the students gave up. All around me, it seemed as if the life went out of everyone and we turned the stadium over to Georgia. But there was still time left and we had a potent offense capable of coming down the field. In fact, we did make a bit of a drive (IIRC) but couldn’t quite bring it home.

Georgia won.

They had their miracle.

And I had to live with my father’s good-natured ribbing about his Georgia boys. That’s part of what makes this game so special. In some ways, I feel a little sorry for Floridians who don’t have any Georgia relatives and vice-versa. It makes a remarkable social event even more special. For instance, in honor of my father and for psychological satisfaction alone, I try to make sure that I have at least one plate of cornbread and collard greens leading up to this here game. Yes, sir, buddy!

And every ass-whuppin we’re able to deliver to them these days, they damn well deserve. So yes, I’m enjoying the hell out of that win yesterday and all of our previous victories in 14 out of the last 16 games.

Beat Georgia. Beat the hell out of Georgia. And then slap ‘em silly some more!

Y’all excuse me while I go get me another plate of them good ole, down home, collard greens.

Go Gators!

 

DOWN GOES JAH-JUH, DOWN GOES JAH-JUH!

A 14-10 victory is oh-so-sweet, and all is right in the sports world this Sunday morning. That means that no amount of coverage on the aftermath of the game is “too much,” so . . . here’s a bunch of links on that glorious behind whuppin, courtesy of GatorCountry.com:

'Unbeaten' is rare in SEC, Meyer says
JACKSONVILLE- Urban Meyer knows what it's like to finish a season perfect, having finished 12-0 last year at Utah. He's not sure if it's realistic to think you can do so at his current location, saying it's near impossible with the talent and depth of the Southeastern Conference.

Circumstances don't matter: UF still won
The offense did little in the second half. The fumbled exchange at the end of the first half kept Georgia in the game. The defense had...

TE Casey resurfaces
Florida sophomore tight end Tate Casey guessed that a few passes might come his way Saturday.

Party crashers
Gator defense backs up quick TDs JACKSONVILLE - On the first offensive play of the afternoon, Chris Leak had two running backs lined up in the backfield with him.

Gators keep hope alive, beat Georgia 14 - 10
eorgia left another Cocktail Party without anything to celebrate. Chris Leak threw a touchdown pass and ran for a score, and No. 16 Florida used an impressive defensive performance to beat the previously unbeaten Bulldogs 14-10 Saturday at the World's Largest Outdoor Cocktail Party.

Spoilers and more
Florida is getting pretty good at ruining Georgia's national football championship hopes -- and saving its season at the same time.

Wynn gives Leak breathing room
Nothing takes the pressure off a struggling quarterback like a running back who can move the chains.

Mincey, defense step up
With his team clinging to a small lead, Florida defensive end Jeremy Mincey knew he had to step up and make plays at the most important times Saturday.

UF finally opens with good drive
Florida's offense has not exactly been a machine on its opening drives this season, but the Gators looked pretty good on Saturday.

The key play
The situation: Georgia's ball, trailing 14-10, about nine minutes remaining in the fourth quarter. First down and 10 on the Florida 33.

'Dogs' idea runs out of steam
If the University of Georgia was going to rally in the second half and beat Florida Saturday at Alltel Stadium, it was going to be according to the formula that enabled the Bulldogs to dominate this rivalry in the 1980s

Two misses cost Georgia, but Richt's confidence remains high in Coutu.
Two misses cost Georgia, but Richt's confidence remains high in Coutu.

Munson: Tereshinski TD would have been great call
Georgia's only touchdown Saturday against Florida would have been a play for the ages -- had the Bulldogs gone on to beat the Gators.

Gators Upset Bulldogs, Stay In SEC Title Hunt
Soaked and smiling, University of Florida football coach Urban Meyer reached for daughter Gigi's hand Saturday as they ran toward the school band.

Mincey Gives 'Dawgs A Show
Jeremy Mincey always dreamed of starring at the World's Largest Outdoor Cocktail Party -- just wearing different colors.

Florida-Georgia Game Notes
No one on Florida's sideline seemed shocked Saturday when Georgia won the toss and elected to give the Gators the ball on the opening kickoff of Florida's 14-10 win.

Passion Fuels Gator Road Trips
Barbara Bunting spent her first 17 years in New York City. The Swamp stole her heart in a day.

Alive and well at Alltel
Gators quarterback Chris Leak knelt with the final snap, then flipped the ball away and leaped into offensive guard Drew Miller's arms.

Meyer's late call pays off while Richt's decisions fail
Faced with late-game coaching quandaries for the first time at Florida, Urban Meyer favored the conservative route Saturday night.

Loss is deflating to the Georgia seniors
When it ended, it wasn't a quarterback or a head coach who created Saturday's indelible image for the Georgia football team. Instead, it came from a 340-pound offensive lineman.

UF offense finds new option
The Florida Gators aren't shouting Auburn's rallying cry just yet. But they will.

Meyer's legacy teeters between Zook, Spurrier
The Georgia Bulldogs' national championship dream got utterly crushed here Saturday because the Florida Gators' Southeastern Conference title hope got unlikely life. The outcome was no larger for either college football team, though, than it was for one man.

Not cracking under pressure
Jeremy Mincey, who wanted to play for Georgia as a child, made critical plays to halt the Dawgs' final drive.

Safety problem solved
After spending seven games trying to find productivity from the free safety position, it took just one half for Florida coach Urban Meyer to realize he found his man.

Early touchdowns give Gators a victory
The Georgia Bulldogs played the odds, and in the process tossed yet another Southeastern Conference insult at coach Urban Meyer and his offense.

Casey, Manson take advantage of chances
Tate Casey hadn't caught a pass in four weeks, but with an offense in desperate need of targets for Chris Leak, the sophomore tight end finally had the ball thrown his way.

Meyer has got the hang of this SEC thing now
The SEC is Urban Meyer's league now. He doesn't own it, or even half of it, but he finally is a genuine participant, winning ugly whenever possible, losing awful when it's not, wading hip deep into rivalries that can bring a proud coach to the brink of tears or send him limping out of the stadium with a goofy grin of wonderment and relief.

HAPPY HOUR!
Urban Meyer has been the coach at Florida for 10 months now, but it wasn't until Saturday that he truly became an authentic, archaic Southeastern Conference football coach.

DE Mincey takes revenge on his native Georgia

Florida defense spoils fairy tale for Tereshinski
Joe Tereshinski III is so steeped in Georgia history that he could have sworn he was about to write a new chapter.

When SEC teams are playing, the offense rests
Two questions: Is the Southeastern Conference a great defensive league? Or is it a great defensive conference because its teams have lost directions to the end zone?

Snubbed Georgia native sparks Florida's defense
As a high school player in Statesboro, Ga., Jeremy Mincey dreamed of playing for his home state Bulldogs.

Tensions to lessen at Meyer household
It has been a stressful time at the home of Urban Meyer after the Gators lost two of their past three, but Friday night, Shelley Meyer sensed something was different.

UF defense hangs tough vs. Georgia
Just over three minutes were left to play and Florida faced a fourth down at the Georgia28 when Urban Meyer pulled the mouthpiece down on his headphones with the decision.

Gators' Mincey thankful to wear orange and blue
Before Jeremy Mincey accepts his award for savior of the game, there's a few people he'd like to thank.

Once bitten
Injuries cost Georgia any margin for error. Nine horrible minutes Saturday afternoon cost the No. 4 Bulldogs their perfect season.

Game ranks among worst in Richt era
As the temperatures dropped, the chances dwindled and hope evaporated, one thing likely went up.

Coutu takes blame for loss
In a game with enough blame to go around, Georgia place-kicker Brandon Coutu took it all on himself Saturday night.

JUST ENOUGH
They have this swagger, Florida linebacker Brandon Siler said of the members of the Gators defense, this belief in themselves that they don't need much to win games, just a lead, just a few points.

Not quite enough
Injuries cost Georgia any margin for error. Nine horrible minutes Saturday afternoon cost the No. 4 Bulldogs their perfect season.

Tereshinski's dream better than reality
Joe Tereshinski's dream didn't come true. The third-generation Georgia Bulldog grew up with a picture on his bedroom wall of a small boy daydreaming about playing Florida. In the picture, Georgia is moving the ball on the Gators. In reality, it wasn't as pretty.

Meyer chooses winning
He's not quite walking on Lake Alice again, and maybe he never will, but with a 14-10 victory over the hated Georgia Bulldogs, Urban Meyer is at least back on the shoreline.

Wynn, Manson lead potent ground game
For stretches of Saturday's game, the Gators resembled a power offense. DeShawn Wynn gained 109 yards on 19 carries, with 86 of his yards coming before halftime. His total was a career high. Coach Urban Meyer seemed even more impressed with the performance of redshirt freshman Markus Manson, who gained 49 yards on nine carries.

Quick start stands up for Gators
Georgia won the opening toss and chose to defend. "Everybody was thinking, here we go again," said Florida coach Urban Meyer, whose offense had struggled against strong opponents.

The sweetness of redemption
Under a stone-gray sky on the Ides of Halloween, down on a field where gremlins have had their way with the breakage of dreams over decades, 99 ticks and four points were all that stood between the Florida Gators and sweet redemption.

Offensive line sets tempo
With a bead of sweat rolling down the side of his head, an exhausted Florida center Mike Degory wore a satisfying look on his face as he walked through the tunnel at Alltel Stadium early Saturday evening.

Gators find winning formula
Sometimes, the only way to win is to admit defeat. This is why the hotshot quarterback left his pride behind, and confessed to coaches how awkward he felt in the option offense.

Game balls
DeSHAWN WYNN, RB, FLORIDA: The junior led Florida's rejuvenated running game with 19 carries for 109 yards.

Sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet, sweet !!!

 

THE FISHER DEBERRY COMMENT

The coach from the United States Air Force Academy, Fisher DeBerry, created a furor when he dared to speak in public about the topic of sports and race the way most Americans talk about the subject:

On Tuesday, in discussing last weekend’s 48-10 loss to TCU, DeBerry said it was clear TCU “had a lot more Afro-American players than we did and they ran a lot faster than we did.”

“It just seems to me to be that way,” he said. “Afro-American kids can run very well. That doesn’t mean that Caucasian kids and other descents can’t run, but it’s very obvious to me that they run extremely well.”

He said more, of course, about his observations and appearances, etc. Of course, people started talking a lot of yang as a result of this story. In response to a post on this topic on a subscription-only Gator sports website, I made this initial comment:

Race, race, race. We can argue about this all day and through all kinds of permutations -- and have been for centuries. Here is where I think we (as a nation and a planet) most often get confused on this: the overwhelming majority of people all over this globe are indistinct in mental and physical ability.

Period.

What we view in the United States through athletic competition, etc., is not the result of “breeding” as that concept is usually understood -- that’s absurd. What we view is the result of random genetic variation in human beings passed down through the ages. Since it seems fairly settled that the greatest genetic variation in human populations is most prevalent on the African continent, isn’t it also fairly obvious that (generally) you will find some of the fastest, slowest, tallest, shortest, fattest and most thin people among African populations?

Anyone who has paid attention to National Geographic publications and documentaries, etc., can probably see the truth in that assertion. But that only describes people on the margins. Exceptional folks. Athletes are “exceptional” folks, are they not?

But for the overwhelming majority, there just ain’t a bit of real difference. Anybody who has lived a life and seriously mixed and mingled knows this is true. Hell, I bet I can’t jump any higher than [Hal Lewis] and he probably can’t jump a bit.

Now, cold-sensitivity and heat-sensitivity -- things like that; yeah, that results from millenia of male-female breeding by choice as dictated by group needs or quirky biases.

At least that’s the way I see it.

I’m pleased to say that this comment received some support and the thread (being of the sort that can easily get out-of-hand) has mostly evolved without much foolishness. There was a thought expressed, however, that this was an inappropriate subject for a sports board. To which I replied:

I don’t think this is an inappropriate subject. It comes up, people talk about [it all the time in private company], no sense running and hiding about that. Yes, there are responses in this thread I wish weren’t here. That also happens often when I read a thread on Ron Zook.

We are making some progress, though. Yesterday I happened to see the two ESPN sportsreporter shows that come on at 5 and 5:30. The first show had a split opinion on the subject but I was pleased to see the black guy from Boston say he wasn’t offended by what the man said (I wasn’t either) and that the coach was accurate as far as it went. He was only talking about what “appeared” to be from his observation. Most of us have “observed” the same thing.

Some folks apparently don’t want to accept my point that the overwhelming majority of humans are indistinct in mental and physical ability. Cool. My “observation” tells me something different. Genetics research seems to side with my observation.

Anyway, we need to get rid of this taboo of being unable to talk about these things. No one has anything to be afraid of when you really think about it.

I forgot to mention in my response that Michael Wilbon on the 5:30 show also said he was not offended and found nothing remarkable about what the coach said.

That, ladies and gentlemen, is progress in America.

 

THE MIERS NOMINATION, AGAIN

I should have known the jig was up when Beldar didn’t post for days and days. I also should not have been surprised that Hugh Hewitt’s last post prior to the announcement of the Miers withdrawal would be right on the money:

One of the great ironies of this disastrous embrace of the tactics of the left is that it comes only weeks and indeed days after repeated warnings by Justice Scalia of just such abuses. Scalia’s August 30th Madison Lecture at my law school addressed these issues, and he referred to them on MSNBC as well, answering Maria Bartiromo’s question about whether he could be confirmed again with “I don’t know, but I wouldn’t want to go through it today [laughs]. I’ll tell you that much. It has become politicized.”

Yesterday I quoted the Wall Street Journal’s quote from the Cato Institute’s Roger Pilon:

“This woman has demonstrated almost nothing that would indicate she is either one of us or up to the job.” (Emphasis added.)

In [researching] this post, I found Roger Pilon’s forward to the latest edition of Supreme Court Review, wherein he writes:

“The problem with going down that political road, however, is its potential for undermining the rule of law, for turning everything into politics. At the extreme, for example, both the president and the Senate might demand that a nominee pass a so-called ideological litmus test as a condition for being nominated or confirmed -- the idea being to try to bind him to deciding future cases in accordance with his answers on the test. Were that approach to prevail -- and we are already part way there -- the independence of the judiciary would be seriously compromised as judging would no longer be a function of dispassionate and apolitical reason but of nomination and confirmation politics. That political process would determine the legal process, in effect, rendering the latter a sham.”

I cannot reconcile Mr. Pilon’s strong statements against the nominee (though I do not believe he has called for withdrawal prior to the hearings) with this warning, but I also cannot reconcile Judge Bork’s condemnation of her with Judge Bork’s introduction to the new book ke edited and released this summer, or David Frum’s leadership of the new organization attacking Miers with his July 4 description of a potential Miers nomination.

All no doubt have explanations which deserve a careful hearing, of course, and they may even be persuasive.

But I don’t think it is possible to deny that the assault on Miers has given the left a sword of incredible sharpness for use in future judicial battles. The Gang of 14 did incredible damage in May, but it was possible to recover from that set-back because conservatives did not abandon their argument for an up or down vote after a hearing. Now many have. The list of conservatives publicly urging a hearing and an up-or-down vote for Miers is very short indeed. Perhaps that will change.

No, Hugh, it didn’t change. This public servant [Harriet Miers] has been chewed up and spit out, cavalierly cast away by folk who need not fear the rebuke of shame.

I predicted last Friday that the Washington echo chamber, already proven to be too superior to be limited by shame on the left-wing would prove to be the same on the right-wing, meaning that Harriet Miers’ nomination was doomed:

These people who oppose Harriet Miers are going to continue their temper tantrum, and hold their breadth – everything else be damned – until they get their way.

I say let them expire.

But I doubt if the Bush Administration or the Republicans in the Senate are going to be able to hold out. What a shame. The caste ghetto that has developed around the United States Supreme Court has to be broken. This would be a good time to begin that conversation.

Sometimes you have to be ashamed “for” people. This is one of those times and I am certainly ashamed for David Frum, Rich Lowry, Bill Kristol, Charles Krauthammer, Robert Bork, Laura Ingraham, Rush Limbaugh and the remainder of their posse.

You’ve successfully trashed what appears to be a fine woman of moral righteousness and high achievement. Congratulations.

 

SURPRISE, SURPRISE (NOT REALLY): NIGGERIZATION WINS, AND MIERS IS OUT

When your own side niggerizes you, as opposed to your partisan opponents, and slimes you in such a way as to be nothing short of bizarre – well, common sense be damned. As a result, Harriet Miers has withdrawn from her nomination to the Supreme Court.

Somewhere down the line I’m sure I’ll write more about this.

One thing is for sure: I’ve given certain conservative intellectuals far, far too much credit.

 

TWO REPRESENTATIVE SAMPLES ON THE HURRICANE WILMA AFTERMATH

From the South Florida Sun-Sentinel:

Recovery Begins

Floridians began to comprehend the effects of Hurricane Wilma on Tuesday, as it became increasingly clear that residents will spend the next few days waiting in lines for basic supplies, scouring the area for gas, coveting warm showers and working toilets, clearing away debris, and, overall, kicking themselves for underestimating the damage a Category 2 storm could bring.

Miscommunication Problems

Miscommunication left scores of storm victims who had lined up for ice and water at distribution centers in Palm Beach County empty-handed after hours of waiting Tuesday.

Yet another reminder that people, states and nations cannot be protected from life. Things happen. For goodness sakes, can that lesson please resonate across the country?

 

JUST IN CASE YOU DIDN’T UNDERSTAND WHAT WE’RE FIGHTING, THIS BE IT

This man, Dafydd ab Hugh, is on a roll and laying it down with serious clarity:

The Threat

We have always known that security flows from stability; but we have only recently admitted that stabilty is the child of self-rule. Let me explain.

The gravest threat to the United States is the same today as it was throughout the twentieth century. It is not international terrorism; that is a tactic. Neither is it militant Islamism; that is a manifestation. The most dangerous threat is mass lawlessness. Robbing a liquor store is individual lawlessness; mass lawlessness is brutal outlawry on the scale of nations, groups of nations, or a world-spanning empire.

In the 1900s, we had two main flavors of mass lawlessness: Fascist/Nazi Socialism and Internationalist (Communist) Socialism; both virulent social diseases employed terrorism as needed, from the Bolshevist pogroms to Kristallnacht, Stalin’s slave labor camps, Guernica, Auschwitz, the show trials, the Gulag, and even the attempt to assassinate the pope. Each of these was violence intended not to advance the legimate prosecution of war, but directed at civilians to terrorize, demoralize, and break the will of ordinary people.

They used other tactics as well, the classic structures of empires by conquest: the enslavement of the native populations, stripping the land of natural resources, and forcing the conquered masses to buy finished products they barely needed at inflated prices they could not possibly afford. Among civilized (lawful) nations, all this was dying out as the century began; but the lawless nations not only revived classical imperialism, they fortified it with a brutality never before seen on such a vast and mechanized scale... Tomàs de Torquemada with machine-guns, tanks, and MiGs.

The chain shackling these twin brutalities together was mass lawlessness: the belief that to superior beings on a “mission” -- such as themselves -- literally anything was allowed. The only limitations were physical: how many cells could be built, how many bullets could be fired.

Question:  Clear?

Answer:  Clear!

That’s why we fight.

 

ABOUT THAT SO-CALLED GRIM MILESTONE

Media folks all over the country are putting on masks so that they may properly convey the seriousness of the somber and grim milestone we have supposedly reached with deaths resulting from the War in Iraq. Once again, and it can’t be shown enough given the ridiculously high level of unseriousness from opponents like our good folks in the media, is Dafydd ab Hugh:

 

Like most Americans, I’m not paying any attention to these fools who more often than not have a “Hollywood” understanding of the issues involved with war. Real war.

 

CHRISTOPHER HITCHENS TALKS SMACK THE WAY SMACK SHOULD BE TALKED!

Referencing that punk ass surrender monkey,