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News of the Times: Romney admits, "I AM a corporation"!

Game Over, Mittens --- Tell Tape: "I am big believer in getting money’ from Washington"

Romney: ‘I am big believer in getting money’ from Washington

Do NOT Look

‘NASA Images Depict Rapid Loss of Thick Arctic Sea Ice’, 1980 – 2012

From Yale e360: A new comparison of satellite images from 1980 and 2012 vividly depicts the rapid disappearance of thick, multi-year Arctic Ocean ice in winter. Over the past three decades, the extent of the Arctic’s thickest ice has declined by 15 to 17 percent per decade, according to NASA climate scientist Joey Comiso.

Details over at Yale e360 and NASA’s Earth Observatory.

"HE THANKED ME": President Obama calls Ms Fluke - Georgetown law student attacked by Rush Limbaugh

Fluke told Mitchell what the President said to her:
>> i have as well. let's talk about how you felt, first of all, you were in our green room ge -- room getting ready to come on and the white house said we can reveal that you just got off the phone with the president?
>> yes i did.

>> the stakes have been raised pretty high. what did he say to you?

>> he encouraged me and supported me and thanked me for speaking out about the concerns of american women and what was really personal for me was that he said to tell my parents that they should be proud and that meant a lot because rush limbaugh questioned whether or not my family would be proud of me. so i appreciated that very much.


I don't keep slaves - BUT - I do threaten them & make them live in the closet

Mansion servant enslaved by uber-rich New York family for nearly six years

Annie George, 39, of Rexford, is accused of inducing a woman from India to reside in the country and confining her at the mansion for nearly three years, a federal criminal complaint alleges.

The woman — identified only as "V.M." — worked from dawn to late in the evening seven days a week, cooking and cleaning and caring for George's six children, the complaint said. She is entitled to more than $200,000, but was paid far less and was forced to live in a closet, authorities said.


George spoke three times with the woman’s son in India. During one telephone call, George suggested that the “son tell his mother to tell authorities that she was a relative of George’s family and was only staying at George’s house as a guest.”

During the conversation, which the son recorded, George warned, “if she says anything about working, it would become a big crime. They’ll start adding up all the taxes and everything, for all the time.”


Ken Mehlman: ‘I Am Sorry’ For Helping Bush Exploit Anti-Gay Sentiment, ‘I Wish I Had Spoken Out’

Ken Mehlman: ‘I Am Sorry’ For Helping Bush Exploit Anti-Gay Sentiment, ‘I Wish I Had Spoken Out’
By Igor Volsky on Mar 2, 2012 at 9:46 am

Former RNC Chairman Ken Mehlman has issued what may be his first public apology for his role in fomenting anti-gay sentiment during President George W. Bush’s 2004 re-election bid:
As for his role in the 2004 Bush campaign and its exploitation of marital politics, Mehlman is candid — and remorseful.

“At a personal level, I wish I had spoken out against the effort,” he says. “As I’ve been involved in the fight for marriage equality, one of the things I’ve learned is how many people were harmed by the campaigns in which I was involved. I apologize to them and tell them I am sorry. While there have been recent victories, this could still be a long struggle in which there will be setbacks, and I’ll do my part to be helpful.”


Before Voting You Must See HIS SonoGram!

ROMNEY: AndrewBreitbart: "brilliant entrepreneur" (WTF Mitt?)

ROMNEY: AndrewBreitbart: "brilliant entrepreneur" (WTF Mitt?)
MittRomney: Ann and I are deeply saddened by the passing of @AndrewBreitbart: brilliant entrepreneur, fearless conservative, loving husband and father.


Andrew Breitbart in Hell: A Fantasia: (The Rude Pundit)

Andrew Breitbart in Hell: A Fantasia:

"Well," thought Andrew Breitbart in soul form as he descended while he watched Davy Jones ascend, "this is surprising." No, he wasn't a religious man on Earth, as he himself admitted, but surely, he thought, there was a chance for some reward at the end. In a moment of self-reflection, he pondered, "Arrogance. Pride. Yeah, those are sins, but they're kind of pussy sins."

Breitbart had been as surprised as anyone that he died. He had been retweeting every Twitter slight that crossed his feed, calling everyone he could a "putz," masochistically masturbating by slamming his dick with his iPad every time he answered one, when he had gone out to get some air and his heart just exploded. At first, he thought he was on an drug trip, it happened so fast; his soul popped out of him like a cork on a shaken champagne bottle. He saw his corporeal form on the ground and thought it was a wacky out of body experience, perhaps some flashback from the time he licked LSD off Michelle Malkin's ass cheeks, perhaps some residual peyote dream from that Western walkabout he did with Sean Hannity, when they got naked and rubbed each other with red dirt until they howled out that they wanted to kill the Indians again. Those thoughts quickly pushed out of his head as he arced and began to descend from the air and into the filthy ground below. "Fuck, I had a post to finish where I called the President a rape-enabler" was his last thought as he went underground.


Suddenly, he entered into a light and found himself on the floor of a cold, brightly lit, all-white room with no doors or windows. He opened his mouth to call out, but no voice came out, not even a whisper or rasp. It was as if he had no vocal cords, no lungs, no means of making a sound. He didn't let himself freak out. He calmly walked the room to find an exit or crack. There were none. It was a solid box. Slowly, it began to dawn on him.

"Not this," his lips formed. "Anything but this." Bring on the rape demons, bring on the zombie conservatives, the shit, Kennedy, any fate would be better. He beat on the walls. No sound. He stomped. No sound. He slammed his head into the wall. Not only was there no noise, but he didn't even feel pain. If he could have gotten sick, he would have vomited. He collapsed and waited.

Eternity, it seemed, was going to be long time.

the rest:

"the dingo ate my baby..."

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