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Sonia Sotomayor is to Harriet Miers as:

Barack Obama : George W. Bush

Princeton summa cum laude : SMU (no honors)

Yale law review : SMU law school(no honors)

Prosecutor for Morgenthau : no criminal law experience

6 years as Federal District Court Judge : No judicial Experience

10 years on 2nd Circuit Court of Appeals : No judicial Experience

adjunct professor NYU School of Law : advisory board SMU law school

Obama - "Blown away" : Bush - just blown

Democrat : Republican


From KOS

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"HK" wrote in message
...

Sonia Sotomayor is to Harriet Miers as:



Here's something I've been taking notice of lately.

It seems that most of the complaining, attacking, noise making and general
political criticisms of the "other" party, in both the media and here in
rec.boats, are lefties bitching about righties.

I thought you won. Why are you fighting and complaining? What are you
afraid of?

Eisboch

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Eisboch wrote:

"HK" wrote in message
...

Sonia Sotomayor is to Harriet Miers as:



Here's something I've been taking notice of lately.

It seems that most of the complaining, attacking, noise making and
general political criticisms of the "other" party, in both the media and
here in rec.boats, are lefties bitching about righties.

I thought you won. Why are you fighting and complaining? What are you
afraid of?

Eisboch


I'm neither fighting nor complaining. I'm simply having a good time
watching the GOP and its acolytes here flushing themselves down the toilet.

It's fun watching the Republicans stupifying themselves into oblivion.

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On Tue, 26 May 2009 19:56:39 -0400, "Eisboch"
wrote:


"HK" wrote in message
...

Sonia Sotomayor is to Harriet Miers as:



Here's something I've been taking notice of lately.

It seems that most of the complaining, attacking, noise making and general
political criticisms of the "other" party, in both the media and here in
rec.boats, are lefties bitching about righties.

I thought you won. Why are you fighting and complaining? What are you
afraid of?

Eisboch

It's good to know your "foes" by their incessant squawks.
The alternative is even less attractive:

I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe;
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I water'd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with my smiles
And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright;
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine,

And into my garden stole
When the night had veil'd the pole:
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretch'd beneath the tree

(Poison Tree - William Blake)

--Vic

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"Vic Smith" wrote in message
...
On Tue, 26 May 2009 19:56:39 -0400, "Eisboch"
wrote:


"HK" wrote in message
...

Sonia Sotomayor is to Harriet Miers as:



Here's something I've been taking notice of lately.

It seems that most of the complaining, attacking, noise making and general
political criticisms of the "other" party, in both the media and here in
rec.boats, are lefties bitching about righties.

I thought you won. Why are you fighting and complaining? What are you
afraid of?

Eisboch

It's good to know your "foes" by their incessant squawks.
The alternative is even less attractive:

I was angry with my friend:
I told my wrath, my wrath did end.
I was angry with my foe;
I told it not, my wrath did grow.

And I water'd it in fears,
Night & morning with my tears;
And I sunned it with my smiles
And with soft deceitful wiles.

And it grew both day and night,
Till it bore an apple bright;
And my foe beheld it shine,
And he knew that it was mine,

And into my garden stole
When the night had veil'd the pole:
In the morning glad I see
My foe outstretch'd beneath the tree

(Poison Tree - William Blake)

--Vic


Pretty cerebral for an ex-snipe.

Eisboch

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On Tue, 26 May 2009 20:18:55 -0400, "Eisboch"
wrote:


Pretty cerebral for an ex-snipe.

Yep.
I told them in boot camp they should make me Secretary of the Navy.
They disagreed.

--Vic

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On Tue, 26 May 2009 19:13:57 -0500, Vic Smith
wrote:

(Poison Tree - William Blake)

Ok, I'll admit it - I'm impressed.

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On May 26, 7:53*pm, Wizard of Woodstock wrote:
On Tue, 26 May 2009 19:13:57 -0500, Vic Smith

wrote:
(Poison Tree - William Blake)

Ok, I'll admit it - I'm impressed.


I memorized this one when i was in the first grade (5 yr.s old)

THE SUGAR-PLUM TREE

by: Eugene Field (1850-1895)

AVE you ever heard of the Sugar-Plum Tree?
'T is a marvel of great renown!
It blooms on the shore of the Lollipop sea
In the garden of Shut-Eye Town;
The fruit that it bears is so wondrously sweet
(As those who have tasted it say)
That good little children have only to eat
Of that fruit to be happy next day.

When you 've got to the tree, you would have a hard time
To capture the fruit which I sing;
The tree is so tall that no person could climb
To the boughs where the sugar-plums swing!
But up in that tree sits a chocolate cat,
And a gingerbread dog prowls below--
And this is the way you contrive to get at
Those sugar-plums tempting you so:

You say but the word to that gingerbread dog
And he barks with such terrible zest
That the chocolate cat is at once all agog,
As her swelling proportions attest.
And the chocolate cat goes cavorting around
From this leafy limb unto that,
And the sugar-plums tumble, of course, to the ground--
Hurrah for that chocolate cat!

There are marshmallows, gumdrops, and peppermint canes,
With stripings of scarlet or gold,
And you carry away of the treasure that rains
As much as your apron can hold!
So come, little child, cuddle closer to me
In your dainty white nightcap and gown,
And I 'll rock you away to that Sugar-Plum Tree
In the garden of Shut-Eye Town.

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On Tue, 26 May 2009 19:34:44 -0700 (PDT), Tim
wrote:

There are marshmallows, gumdrops, and peppermint canes,

Sounds like Obama's ecomonic recovery plan to me. :)

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On May 26, 10:34*pm, Tim wrote:
On May 26, 7:53*pm, Wizard of Woodstock wrote:

On Tue, 26 May 2009 19:13:57 -0500, Vic Smith

wrote:
(Poison Tree - William Blake)

Ok, I'll admit it - I'm impressed.

*I memorized this one when i was in the first grade (5 yr.s old)

* * * * * * * * * * * *THE SUGAR-PLUM TREE

* * * * * * * * * * *by: Eugene Field (1850-1895)

* * * * * * AVE you ever heard of the Sugar-Plum Tree?
* * * * * * 'T is a marvel of great renown!
* * * * * * It blooms on the shore of the Lollipop sea
* * * * * * In the garden of Shut-Eye Town;
* * * * * * The fruit that it bears is so wondrously sweet
* * * * * * (As those who have tasted it say)
* * * * * * That good little children have only to eat
* * * * * * Of that fruit to be happy next day.

* * * * * * When you 've got to the tree, you would have a hard time
* * * * * * To capture the fruit which I sing;
* * * * * * The tree is so tall that no person could climb
* * * * * * To the boughs where the sugar-plums swing!
* * * * * * But up in that tree sits a chocolate cat,
* * * * * * And a gingerbread dog prowls below--
* * * * * * And this is the way you contrive to get at
* * * * * * Those sugar-plums tempting you so:

* * * * * * You say but the word to that gingerbread dog
* * * * * * And he barks with such terrible zest
* * * * * * That the chocolate cat is at once all agog,
* * * * * * As her swelling proportions attest.
* * * * * * And the chocolate cat goes cavorting around
* * * * * * From this leafy limb unto that,
* * * * * * And the sugar-plums tumble, of course, to the ground--
* * * * * * Hurrah for that chocolate cat!

* * * * * * There are marshmallows, gumdrops, and peppermint canes,
* * * * * * With stripings of scarlet or gold,
* * * * * * And you carry away of the treasure that rains
* * * * * * As much as your apron can hold!
* * * * * * So come, little child, cuddle closer to me
* * * * * * In your dainty white nightcap and gown,
* * * * * * And I 'll rock you away to that Sugar-Plum Tree
* * * * * * In the garden of Shut-Eye Town.

Hey! In 10th or 11th grade, I memorized this:


`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.


"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.


`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

--------------------------------------------------

What the hell were they thinking? :-)

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On Tue, 26 May 2009 20:01:51 -0700 (PDT), wrote:

On May 26, 10:34*pm, Tim wrote:
On May 26, 7:53*pm, Wizard of Woodstock wrote:

On Tue, 26 May 2009 19:13:57 -0500, Vic Smith

wrote:
(Poison Tree - William Blake)

Ok, I'll admit it - I'm impressed.

*I memorized this one when i was in the first grade (5 yr.s old)

* * * * * * * * * * * *THE SUGAR-PLUM TREE

* * * * * * * * * * *by: Eugene Field (1850-1895)

* * * * * * AVE you ever heard of the Sugar-Plum Tree?
* * * * * * 'T is a marvel of great renown!
* * * * * * It blooms on the shore of the Lollipop sea
* * * * * * In the garden of Shut-Eye Town;
* * * * * * The fruit that it bears is so wondrously sweet
* * * * * * (As those who have tasted it say)
* * * * * * That good little children have only to eat
* * * * * * Of that fruit to be happy next day.

* * * * * * When you 've got to the tree, you would have a hard time
* * * * * * To capture the fruit which I sing;
* * * * * * The tree is so tall that no person could climb
* * * * * * To the boughs where the sugar-plums swing!
* * * * * * But up in that tree sits a chocolate cat,
* * * * * * And a gingerbread dog prowls below--
* * * * * * And this is the way you contrive to get at
* * * * * * Those sugar-plums tempting you so:

* * * * * * You say but the word to that gingerbread dog
* * * * * * And he barks with such terrible zest
* * * * * * That the chocolate cat is at once all agog,
* * * * * * As her swelling proportions attest.
* * * * * * And the chocolate cat goes cavorting around
* * * * * * From this leafy limb unto that,
* * * * * * And the sugar-plums tumble, of course, to the ground--
* * * * * * Hurrah for that chocolate cat!

* * * * * * There are marshmallows, gumdrops, and peppermint canes,
* * * * * * With stripings of scarlet or gold,
* * * * * * And you carry away of the treasure that rains
* * * * * * As much as your apron can hold!
* * * * * * So come, little child, cuddle closer to me
* * * * * * In your dainty white nightcap and gown,
* * * * * * And I 'll rock you away to that Sugar-Plum Tree
* * * * * * In the garden of Shut-Eye Town.

Hey! In 10th or 11th grade, I memorized this:


`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.


"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.


`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

--------------------------------------------------

What the hell were they thinking? :-)

Multi-culturalism?

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Eisboch wrote:

"HK" wrote in message
...

Sonia Sotomayor is to Harriet Miers as:



Here's something I've been taking notice of lately.

It seems that most of the complaining, attacking, noise making and
general political criticisms of the "other" party, in both the media and
here in rec.boats, are lefties bitching about righties.

I thought you won. Why are you fighting and complaining? What are you
afraid of?

Eisboch
They are afraid of their socialist democrat who won.

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On May 27, 6:35*am, Keith Nuttle

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
* Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
* And the mome raths outgrabe.

--------------------------------------------------

What the hell were they thinking? *:-)

Is that not from an obama speech?

No that's Ted K. after his 5 Scotch 'n Tonic.

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Tim wrote:
On May 27, 6:35 am, Keith Nuttle
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
--------------------------------------------------
What the hell were they thinking? :-)
Is that not from an obama speech?

No that's Ted K. after his 5 Scotch 'n Tonic.

.....Breakfast.

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BAR wrote:
Tim wrote:
On May 27, 6:35 am, Keith Nuttle
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
--------------------------------------------------
What the hell were they thinking? :-)
Is that not from an obama speech?

No that's Ted K. after his 5 Scotch 'n Tonic.

....Breakfast.


It's too bad neither of you schlumps know anything about the U.S. Senate
or the impact Teddy has had on it during his time there.

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On May 26, 7:56*pm, "Eisboch" wrote:
"HK" wrote in message

...



Sonia Sotomayor is to Harriet Miers as:

Here's something I've been taking notice of lately.

It seems that most of the complaining, attacking, noise making and general
political criticisms of the "other" party, in both the media and here in
rec.boats, *are lefties bitching about righties.

I thought you won. *Why are you fighting and complaining? * What are you
afraid of?

Eisboch

The same reason he's lied about every aspect of his life. He's a
narcissist.

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On Tue, 26 May 2009 20:53:35 -0400, Wizard of Woodstock
wrote:

On Tue, 26 May 2009 19:13:57 -0500, Vic Smith
wrote:

(Poison Tree - William Blake)

Ok, I'll admit it - I'm impressed.

Hard not to be with Blake. He guides much of how I think about life
and politics. Even when I don't know it.

--Vic

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HK wrote:
BAR wrote:
Tim wrote:
On May 27, 6:35 am, Keith Nuttle
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
--------------------------------------------------
What the hell were they thinking? :-)
Is that not from an obama speech?

No that's Ted K. after his 5 Scotch 'n Tonic.

....Breakfast.


It's too bad neither of you schlumps know anything about the U.S. Senate
or the impact Teddy has had on it during his time there.

Oh, but I'm afraid we do.

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On Tue, 26 May 2009 19:34:44 -0700 (PDT), Tim
wrote:

On May 26, 7:53Â*pm, Wizard of Woodstock wrote:
On Tue, 26 May 2009 19:13:57 -0500, Vic Smith

wrote:
(Poison Tree - William Blake)

Ok, I'll admit it - I'm impressed.


I memorized this one when i was in the first grade (5 yr.s old)

THE SUGAR-PLUM TREE

by: Eugene Field (1850-1895)

AVE you ever heard of the Sugar-Plum Tree?
'T is a marvel of great renown!
It blooms on the shore of the Lollipop sea
In the garden of Shut-Eye Town;
The fruit that it bears is so wondrously sweet
(As those who have tasted it say)
That good little children have only to eat
Of that fruit to be happy next day.

When you 've got to the tree, you would have a hard time
To capture the fruit which I sing;
The tree is so tall that no person could climb
To the boughs where the sugar-plums swing!
But up in that tree sits a chocolate cat,
And a gingerbread dog prowls below--
And this is the way you contrive to get at
Those sugar-plums tempting you so:

You say but the word to that gingerbread dog
And he barks with such terrible zest
That the chocolate cat is at once all agog,
As her swelling proportions attest.
And the chocolate cat goes cavorting around
From this leafy limb unto that,
And the sugar-plums tumble, of course, to the ground--
Hurrah for that chocolate cat!

There are marshmallows, gumdrops, and peppermint canes,
With stripings of scarlet or gold,
And you carry away of the treasure that rains
As much as your apron can hold!
So come, little child, cuddle closer to me
In your dainty white nightcap and gown,
And I 'll rock you away to that Sugar-Plum Tree
In the garden of Shut-Eye Town.

Now I'm getting hungry.

--Vic

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"HK" wrote in message
...

BAR wrote:

No that's Ted K. after his 5 Scotch 'n Tonic.

....Breakfast.



It's too bad neither of you schlumps know anything about the U.S. Senate
or the impact Teddy has had on it during his time there.


Show me a regular job in which you spent over 40 failing to achieve your
primary goal that your employer wouldn't can you from.

He's a career politician.

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On Tue, 26 May 2009 20:01:51 -0700 (PDT), wrote:



Hey! In 10th or 11th grade, I memorized this:


`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.


"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.


`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

--------------------------------------------------

What the hell were they thinking? :-)

Seem to recall that was Lewis Carroll having some fun with words.
Some neat stuff, but like Chinese food.

--Vic

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Eisboch wrote:

"HK" wrote in message
...

BAR wrote:

No that's Ted K. after his 5 Scotch 'n Tonic.

....Breakfast.



It's too bad neither of you schlumps know anything about the U.S.
Senate or the impact Teddy has had on it during his time there.


Show me a regular job in which you spent over 40 failing to achieve your
primary goal that your employer wouldn't can you from.


So, English is your second language?

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On May 27, 8:31*am, Vic Smith wrote:
On Tue, 26 May 2009 20:01:51 -0700 (PDT), wrote:

Hey! *In 10th or 11th grade, I memorized this:

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
*Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
*And the mome raths outgrabe.

"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
*The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
*The frumious Bandersnatch!"

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
*Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
*And stood awhile in thought.

And, as in uffish thought he stood,
*The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
*And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
*The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
*He went galumphing back.

"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
*Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
*He chortled in his joy.

`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
*Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
*And the mome raths outgrabe.

--------------------------------------------------

What the hell were they thinking? *:-)

Seem to recall that was Lewis Carroll having some fun with words.
Some neat stuff, but like Chinese food.

--Vic-

We spent a week in class taking it apart, analyzing each "word", and
ultimately was required to recite it. I can stll do the "twas
brillig" part from memory. That's just not right. :-)

I wonder if it's on the "No child shall exceed" standardized tests
these days?

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On Wed, 27 May 2009 05:56:24 -0700 (PDT), wrote:


We spent a week in class taking it apart, analyzing each "word", and
ultimately was required to recite it. I can stll do the "twas
brillig" part from memory. That's just not right. :-)

Agree!

I wonder if it's on the "No child shall exceed" standardized tests
these days?

Didn't go to HS much and I recall it just as a gloss-over in college.
You'd think they wouldn't waste a week on it.
I think Carroll even said it was nonsense.
Time would have been better spent in wood shop.

--Vic

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HK wrote:
Eisboch wrote:

"HK" wrote in message
...

BAR wrote:

No that's Ted K. after his 5 Scotch 'n Tonic.

....Breakfast.



It's too bad neither of you schlumps know anything about the U.S.
Senate or the impact Teddy has had on it during his time there.


Show me a regular job in which you spent over 40 failing to achieve
your primary goal that your employer wouldn't can you from.


So, English is your second language?

Is that the best you have? What a doofus. Where did studying the english
language for 16-20 years get you?

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On Wed, 27 May 2009 07:28:09 -0500, Vic Smith
wrote:

On Tue, 26 May 2009 20:53:35 -0400, Wizard of Woodstock
wrote:

On Tue, 26 May 2009 19:13:57 -0500, Vic Smith
wrote:

(Poison Tree - William Blake)

Ok, I'll admit it - I'm impressed.

Hard not to be with Blake. He guides much of how I think about life
and politics. Even when I don't know it.

Ah - well I guess we all have our personal gurus - people we like to
quote and study for inspiration.

Mine?

Yogi Berra.

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Wizard of Woodstock wrote:
On Wed, 27 May 2009 07:28:09 -0500, Vic Smith
wrote:

On Tue, 26 May 2009 20:53:35 -0400, Wizard of Woodstock
wrote:

On Tue, 26 May 2009 19:13:57 -0500, Vic Smith
wrote:

(Poison Tree - William Blake)
Ok, I'll admit it - I'm impressed.
Hard not to be with Blake. He guides much of how I think about life
and politics. Even when I don't know it.

Ah - well I guess we all have our personal gurus - people we like to
quote and study for inspiration.

Mine?

Yogi Berra.

Come fourth with some Yogiisms.

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On Wed, 27 May 2009 12:10:11 -0400, Wizard of Woodstock
wrote:


"When you come to a fork in the road, take it."

Beautiful - simple beautiful.

But confusing if you get lost, even when you're making good time.
My personal favorite shortie is Henny's "Take my wife....please."
Wonder if Yogi was a fan of Gracie Allen.

--Vic

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On Wed, 27 May 2009 13:46:37 -0500, Vic Smith
wrote:

On Wed, 27 May 2009 12:10:11 -0400, Wizard of Woodstock
wrote:


"When you come to a fork in the road, take it."

Beautiful - simple beautiful.

But confusing if you get lost, even when you're making good time.
My personal favorite shortie is Henny's "Take my wife....please."

It was Billy Crystal who I first heard this from but I imagine the
origins are older...

Manny, upon discovering his best friend in bed with his wife said:

"Saul, I have to... but you?"

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On Wed, 27 May 2009 12:53:21 -0700, jps wrote:

Manny, upon discovering his best friend in bed with his wife said:

"Saul, I have to... but you?"

That's not a joke, it's a tragedy.
hehe.

--Vic

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On Wed, 27 May 2009 15:08:23 -0500, Vic Smith
wrote:

On Wed, 27 May 2009 12:53:21 -0700, jps wrote:

Manny, upon discovering his best friend in bed with his wife said:

"Saul, I have to... but you?"

That's not a joke, it's a tragedy.
hehe.

Hopefully not Greek.

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"Wizard of Woodstock" wrote in message
...
On Wed, 27 May 2009 09:41:55 -0400, jim7856 wrote:

Wizard of Woodstock wrote:
On Wed, 27 May 2009 07:28:09 -0500, Vic Smith
wrote:

On Tue, 26 May 2009 20:53:35 -0400, Wizard of Woodstock
wrote:

On Tue, 26 May 2009 19:13:57 -0500, Vic Smith
wrote:

(Poison Tree - William Blake)
Ok, I'll admit it - I'm impressed.
Hard not to be with Blake. He guides much of how I think about life
and politics. Even when I don't know it.

Ah - well I guess we all have our personal gurus - people we like to
quote and study for inspiration.

Mine?

Yogi Berra.

Come fourth with some Yogiisms.

There is only one piece of definitive advice that the great Yogi Berra
once said - it applies to everything you do in life and is, to me
anyway, the greatest philosophical construction ever spoken - it works
on so many levels that it's truly astounding - eleven words vs the
thousands and thosands other so called "thinkers" and philosophers
have uttered since time began.

Eleven words summing up the whole of human experience.

Eleven words describing the whole of human existence.

Eleven words efficiently and effectively defining the way all humans
should approach life and love.

What are these magic words you ask?

What is this wisdom that this simple son of St. Louis, MO imparted to
us that rings so true?

What indeed is the symbolism ensconsed within these magic eleven words
uttered by a mere baseball player?

It is simple - it is amazing - it is astonishing in both it's elegance
and simplicity while at the same time so complex that you will get
headaches plumbing the depths of it's significance.

I present the words - The Eleven Magic Words - of the great Yogi Berra

"When you come to a fork in the road, take it."

I weep with joy - I revel in it's grace and style - I live it's words
as if it were the word of God.

"When you come to a fork in the road, take it."

Beautiful - simple beautiful.

I am impressed with how many words you used to describe an 11 word
statement.

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HK wrote:

Eisboch wrote:


Show me a regular job in which you spent over 40 failing to achieve your
primary goal that your employer wouldn't can you from.


So, English is your second language?



I know. Didn't make any sense to me either but I hit the send before I
could figure out what I was trying to say.

Eisboch

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On Wed, 27 May 2009 13:16:19 -0700, "Calif Bill"
wrote:


"Wizard of Woodstock" wrote in message
.. .
On Wed, 27 May 2009 09:41:55 -0400, jim7856 wrote:

Wizard of Woodstock wrote:
On Wed, 27 May 2009 07:28:09 -0500, Vic Smith
wrote:

On Tue, 26 May 2009 20:53:35 -0400, Wizard of Woodstock
wrote:

On Tue, 26 May 2009 19:13:57 -0500, Vic Smith
wrote:

(Poison Tree - William Blake)
Ok, I'll admit it - I'm impressed.
Hard not to be with Blake. He guides much of how I think about life
and politics. Even when I don't know it.

Ah - well I guess we all have our personal gurus - people we like to
quote and study for inspiration.

Mine?

Yogi Berra.

Come fourth with some Yogiisms.

There is only one piece of definitive advice that the great Yogi Berra
once said - it applies to everything you do in life and is, to me
anyway, the greatest philosophical construction ever spoken - it works
on so many levels that it's truly astounding - eleven words vs the
thousands and thosands other so called "thinkers" and philosophers
have uttered since time began.

Eleven words summing up the whole of human experience.

Eleven words describing the whole of human existence.

Eleven words efficiently and effectively defining the way all humans
should approach life and love.

What are these magic words you ask?

What is this wisdom that this simple son of St. Louis, MO imparted to
us that rings so true?

What indeed is the symbolism ensconsed within these magic eleven words
uttered by a mere baseball player?

It is simple - it is amazing - it is astonishing in both it's elegance
and simplicity while at the same time so complex that you will get
headaches plumbing the depths of it's significance.

I present the words - The Eleven Magic Words - of the great Yogi Berra

"When you come to a fork in the road, take it."

I weep with joy - I revel in it's grace and style - I live it's words
as if it were the word of God.

"When you come to a fork in the road, take it."

Beautiful - simple beautiful.

I am impressed with how many words you used to describe an 11 word
statement.

Finally - somebody woke up. :)

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On Wed, 27 May 2009 08:39:05 -0400, HK wrote:

Show me a regular job in which you spent over 40 failing to achieve your
primary goal that your employer wouldn't can you from.


So, English is your second language?

Thats a bit harsh, all it needs is a couple of commas and you could
read it once instead of twice.

Casady

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Richard Casady wrote:
On Wed, 27 May 2009 08:39:05 -0400, HK wrote:

Show me a regular job in which you spent over 40 failing to achieve your
primary goal that your employer wouldn't can you from.

So, English is your second language?

Thats a bit harsh, all it needs is a couple of commas and you could
read it once instead of twice.

Casady


Eisboch's normal "conversational" English is just fine. The example in
question is way off his mark, and he already explained why.

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Richard Casady wrote:
On Wed, 27 May 2009 08:39:05 -0400, HK wrote:

Show me a regular job in which you spent over 40 failing to achieve your
primary goal that your employer wouldn't can you from.

So, English is your second language?

Thats a bit harsh, all it needs is a couple of commas and you could
read it once instead of twice.

Casady

It's only our own sweet charming Harry trying to alienate the last
person of "consequence" on rec.boats that was "willing" to converse with
and discuss issues with Harry in a "civil" manner.

It isn't hard to figure out that 40 was meant to be followed by years.

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On Thu, 28 May 2009 06:13:40 -0400, HK wrote:

Richard Casady wrote:
On Wed, 27 May 2009 08:39:05 -0400, HK wrote:

Show me a regular job in which you spent over 40 failing to achieve your
primary goal that your employer wouldn't can you from.

So, English is your second language?

Thats a bit harsh, all it needs is a couple of commas and you could
read it once instead of twice.

Casady


Eisboch's normal "conversational" English is just fine. The example in
question is way off his mark, and he already explained why.

Harry - making amends. Good on ya boy!
--

John H

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On 26-May-2009, HK wrote:

Sonia Sotomayor is to Harriet Miers as:

Barack Obama : George W. Bush

Princeton summa cum laude : SMU (no honors)

Yale law review : SMU law school(no honors)

Prosecutor for Morgenthau : no criminal law experience

6 years as Federal District Court Judge : No judicial Experience

10 years on 2nd Circuit Court of Appeals : No judicial Experience

adjunct professor NYU School of Law : advisory board SMU law school

Obama - "Blown away" : Bush - just blown

Democrat : Republican


From KOS

The scumbags didn't mention Harriet was originally suggested by Hairy Reid?
Didn't think so.