When I read stuff like this, I really understand why my ancestors left England:
It is understood that Prince Charles did not - and
does not - believe that the actions of 19 hijackers should tarnish the
reputation of hundreds of millions of law-abiding Muslims around the
Khalid Mahmood, the Labour MP for
Birmingham Perry Bar, was also at the meeting at St James's Palace.
"His criticism of America was a general one of the Americans not having
the appreciation we have for Islam and its culture," he said.
I'd say we have more than enough appreciation for Islam and it's culture after 9/11, Afganistan and Iraq. I'm all for religious tolerance and cultural understanding, especially towards those who do not wish me dead either because of my religion or lack thereof. I don't think the problem is our lack of understanding towards Islam. I think the problem is that Islam does not appreciate our culture and pretty much will not tolerate the presence of other religions in it's midst.
The Prince also spoke of his sympathy for America after the terrorist attacks that claimed the lives of almost 3,000 people.
Gosh, your Highness. That's damn white of you to say so. I'm sure the Israelis will have your sympathy when a nuclear armed Iran tries to wipethemoffthemap, right? Because it's all about peace, love and understanding.
Remember, this man is going to be the next King of England. I truly pity the British. They've all but joined the new Caliphate.
England, since the conquest, hath known some few good monarchs, but
groaned beneath a much larger number of bad ones, yet no man in his
senses can say that their claim under William the Conqueror is a very
honorable one. A French bastard landing with an armed banditti, and
establishing himself king of England against the consent of the
natives, is in plain terms a very paltry rascally original. It
certainly hath no divinity in it. However, it is needless to spend much
time in exposing the folly of hereditary right, if there are any so
weak as to believe it, let them promiscuously worship the ass and lion,
and welcome. I shall neither copy their humility, nor disturb their
Thomas Paine Of Monarchy and Hereditary Succession Common Sense 1776
Outside the courthouse, Barry voiced regret but offered no
explanation. "I made a mistake," he said in brief remarks after the
Barry (D), who faces up to 18 months behind
bars and criminal fines of up to $30,000, will seek probation when he
is sentenced Jan. 18, his attorney, Frederick D. Cooke Jr., said in
court. It was, coincidentally, on that date in 1990 that Barry was
arrested at the Vista Hotel after being videotaped smoking crack, an
image that for years has haunted him and the city he led.
Man, I don't know about you, but I can't wait for DC to get statehood so the residents can elect this guy as governor. Because you know that would happen. DC is just like that.
Some people attain greatness through seemingly small acts that go on to reverbrate throughout the land. They are rare and their memories are to be treasured.
10 years ago, I got meet her briefly and shake her hand when she visited the kitchen after dining to thank the staff for such a lovely dinner. It was one of those magical moments in my life. We were in awe of her and felt small beside her.
Going into work on your day off because there's no one else around to do the job for various reasons to do a job that you normally don't do based on continuous reassurances that everything will be fine and that everything is taken care of. I volunteered for the good of all.
Uh huh. Right.
And then everything goes wrong from the moment you walk in and what should have been a pretty laid back 8 hour day ("Oh, bring a book so you won't be bored!") turns into a 10 - 12 hour hell fest.
Of which I'm still in the midst of even as we speak.
And to top it off, there's a barbershop quartet outside the door of the Inn participating in the annual Spirit Walk.
And they are irritating me.
I'm still waiting on late check-ins because there is only room for one set of keys in our after hours lockbox and all the rooms are late. The Innkeeper is still an hour out of C'ville on her way back from NC.
Breakfast was utter chaos. Everyone down at once and wanting to check out at the same time. And the elderly Israeli couple could not understand that I do not deliver a bill for their stay to their room.
Did I mention that I was getting irritated by the barbershop quartet? They're at it again.
The Lady takes me to dinner at Le Petit Poi. She starts with Onion Soup and moves on the Cassoulet special, while I go for the Steak Tartare (did you know that it's technically illegal to serve Steak Tartare in Virginia? As of next week, it's off the menu, according to our waiter...) followed by Bouillabaisse. We accompany this with Kir Royals and a bottle of a neat Australian red blend called The Turk. Very nice.
The Lady and I cap it off with coffee, Armagnac (me), Scotch (her) and a shared Chocolate Mousse.
And this was all done outside on a rather cool evening next to one of those nifty gas powered outdoor heaters. Quite comfortable.
After settling the check, we got up and walked about 30 yards to the Paramount Theater, where we spent the next 2 magical hours with the David Grisman Quintet. Grisman, over the last three decades, has crafted an amazingly unique musical style simply known as Dawg. It really is insufficient to refer to it simply as "bluegrass jazz" or "jazz mandolin." Both The Lady and I were mesmerized by the improvisations put forth by these guys. It's a pretty cool combination: Mandolin, guitar, upright bass, flute (!) and drums.
George F. Will has been one of the leaders in the ongoing battle to shoot down the Miers nomination. Here's another great articulation of the position I find myself in; that of a lifelong Republican in pretty much complete revolt against his party and President. Will offers a warning:
As for Republicans, any who vote for Miers will thereafter be
ineligible to argue that it is important to elect Republicans because
they are conscientious conservers of the judicial branch's invaluable
dignity. Finally, any Republican senator who supinely acquiesces in
President Bush's reckless abuse of presidential discretion -- or who
does not recognize the Miers nomination as such -- can never be
considered presidential material.
As they say, that's not a threat. That's a promise. George Bush, in nominating Miers, has shown that the Republican party has lost touch with the people that put it in power. I believe that the next two election cycles will bear that out.
So, if it's not clear, let me reiterate. I oppose the Miers nomination. It was a stupid and arrogant decision by the White House, and they will end up paying a high price for it. "Trust me" don't cut it anymore.
King Edward I
You scored 70 Wisdom, 65 Tactics, 59 Guts, and 51 Ruthlessness!
Or rather, King Edward the Longshanks if you've seen Braveheart. You,
like Edward, are incredibly smart and shrewd, but you win at any
costs.... William Wallace died at his hands after a fierce Scottish
rebellion against his reign. Despite his reputation though, Longshanks
had the best interests of his people at heart. But God help you if you
got on his bad side.
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