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El León
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Wisconsin
Sep 2002
time: 23:24
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Originally posted by GePap
Lott should try to explain his comment, and saying that he was just being nice to strum doesn't cut it. there are many ways you could have said that other than this way: his previous statemen followed by "because we all know strum is a man of integrity, who would have served this nation well as its president!" (No comment on his policies, simply on his character as a man and leader). But he won't. I can't judge his internal feelings on the matter so i can't say eh truly believes what he said, but agin, he's got some explaining to do. |
I agree. But also, Lott is not just anyone. Anyone can make whatever comment he or she wants and it usually is no big deal. But as a Representative of the People, you have to be more careful, birthday or no. It is a mark of unprofessionality to say things like that, and really brings into question Lott, no matter what he meant.
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Capt Dizle
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Frankly, I don't see the problem with the comment that Lott made.
Slavery was a doomed institution in America because it is a Christian nation and it was only a matter of time. It would have passed peacefully except for Federalists that wanted to impose their will on sovereign states.
Likewise, when Thurmond stood against desegregation it was Federally mandated desegregation he opposed.
If you balance the evils of Southerners who resisted Federalism against the evils of the Federalists a razor blade would tip the scales.
The person we should be angry at here is the Federalist Democrat Gore, who is looking to gain political advantage as the protector of the poor black race. Quite the novelty huh.
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Capt Dizle
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Don't worry about it. I am probably part of the last generation that gives a **** about it. I was in school when the schools were integrated. I am 45. Soon enough the direct victims of desegregation will be dead.
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Promethus
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Battle Creek, Michigan
Jan 2002
time: 00:24
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Well I quess it's time for this song again, some things don't change.
Here's to the State of Mississippi
By Phil Och
Here's to the state of Mississippi,
For Underheath her borders, the devil draws no lines,
If you drag her muddy river, nameless bodies you will find.
whoa the fat trees of the forest have hid a thousand crimes,
the calender is lyin' when it reads the present time.
Whoa here's to the land you've torn out the heart of,
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of!
And here's to the people of Mississippi
Who say the folks up north, they just don't understand
And they tremble in their shadows at the thunder of the Klan
The sweating of their souls can't wash the blood from off their hands
They smile and shrug their shoulders at the murder of a man
Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
And here's to the schools of Mississippi
Where they're teaching all the children that they don't have to care
All the rudiments of hatred are present everywhere
And every single classroom is a factory of despair
There's nobody learning such a foreign word as fair
Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
And here's to the cops of Mississippi
They're chewing their tobacco as they lock the prison door
Their bellies bounce inside them when they knock you to the floor
No they don't like taking prisoners in their private little war
Behind their broken badges there are murderers and more
Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
And, here's to the judges of Mississippi
Who wear the robe of honor as they crawl into the court
They're guarding all the bastions of their phony legal fort
Oh, justice is a stranger when the prisoners report
When the black man stands accused the trial is always short
Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
And here's to the government of Mississippi
In the swamp of their bureaucracy they're always bogging down
And criminals are posing as the mayors of the towns
And they hope that no one sees the sights and no one hears the sounds
And the speeches of the governor are the ravings of a clown
Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
And here's to the laws of Mississippi
Congressmen will gather in a circus of delay
While the Constitution is drowning in an ocean of decay
Unwed mothers should be sterilized, I've even heard them say
Yes, corruption can be classic in the Mississippi way
Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
And here's to the churches of Mississippi
Where the cross, once made of silver, now is caked with rust
And the Sunday morning sermons pander to their lust
The fallen face of Jesus is choking in the dust
Heaven only knows in which God they can trust
Oh, here's to the land you've torn out the heart of
Mississippi find yourself another country to be part of
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