Squeal, I have to agree, but, perhaps, horrors, that was not either a leg, a neck or an arm .... these fellas with the tatoos are a manly lot, ya know?

In the middle ages the lord of the manor claimed the bride to be on the night before the wedding. It was an old and sacred custom. The managerial revolution which began in the 17th century put an end to many of these unpleasant but, alas, enforced customs. There are those who admire the days of the feudal lord, and there are those who don't.

Donald has the taste of anyone who knows they are less than they appear to be. He is a genius at some things, and a failure at others. He thinks he has power, but it is not what is in your pocket that will determine whether someone like me gets in your face, but what you've got in your guts. I like his property. I see a nice piece of real estate for a man whose finances are actually quite limited but whose credit, which is failing secretly, is quite large. If he liquidated his worth, he could buy a cup of coffee. He does not own his land or his car or his latest duck. He is actually famous for being famous, not for anything he has actually managed to do successfuly. I do not respect or admire him. I do not pity him. I would like to see what he's really got sometimes. i think he may actually have some manhood left in him, but he is fearful of it.

I wish to thank the reviewer for this. It occurs to me that, the reviewer, while reading this crud which is truly only published because the author is either part of an inner connection with the pubishing house of some kind, plus the author must be young and hip, or because for some reason the virus is getting out of hand ... you know, the one that shuts the imagination down and allows shit to parade as art? Yeah, that's the one ...

I can't imagine reading something like this beyond the first page, which I actually did, and , well, after I began to doze someone knocked at my door and luckily I was able to answer the door with a straight face.

bravo for this review

The author is an Oxford Rhodes Scholar. Do you think we are fools? Of course, someone is correct about that. A Rhodes Scholar is simply a recruit for the murderous trilateral commission. The author, I know nothing about but this: if he is a Rhodes Scholar he is my enemy and his is your enemy. What he writes is of no interest to me, nor should it be to you, no more than the bark of a hyena should interest a starving entity looking for what little truth there is left rotting upon the ground, for where the yap of the hyena begins, the food for thought begins to disappear in a mist of artificial and trivial misdirection .... enjoy, for this young bright star shall be among the first to pull your teeth in an interrogation. Rhodes Scholar!!!! Sir, your disguise is thin to many of us, you are a young, and intelligent robot, and as they groom you for your new identity, make sure to write more crap like this to keep the rest of the geese from waundering too far from the pond.

This is all a waste of time. This is pablum for the fools in their homes who think the cops will come when their beloved governments begin to kill their children and confiscate their property. Simple fact: the media is completely controlled. The ads all appear at the same time, the subject matter all appears with same nouns and verbs with different prepositional phrases. Do you not understand that you now, right now, are living in a military dictatorship, oh, yes, perhaps the first to ever be intstituted in this manner, but it is based upon Hitler's plan for England, which, England is now incorporating in their own version of homeland security, but then, has the euro not given up his humanity and manhood long ago. Let the fools in this pathetic and bleak nation ride their pickups to work after listening to this kind of crap and let them think .... ah, we are aware, at last.

The simple fact is this: america has no values, and it really never has. Not one thing America has done has ever resulted in anything but world wide murder, torture, rape, exploitation .... go to any peasant farmer in any land in the world, tell them you are an American and you are going to bring them democracy, then watch them reach for a knife.... tell them you are going to bring them prosperity, then watch them draw the knife .... tell them you are going to bring them liberty, then as they cut your lying throat they shall whisper to you this: 'you already did'

I like them. Who needs the competition, anyhow. Let them not learn to read. Let them be too foolish to understand themselves. Let the blossoms bloom. Encourage them to fail. Do not encourage them to vote. Fill them up with drugs, alcohol and make sure they are ignorant about themselves, their society and their right to bear arms. Make sure they fear guns and men with fists. They will be easy to control. Nurture them as they are, for the compost heap is important for the garden others shall put them to work in.

I like them very much.

They are young and strong and stupid and cowardly and foolish. What a barrel of gems. They are indeed a natural resource for this country's final, dying gasp. Let the white man eat his own land with his own teeth.

I find it hard to believe that Donald Rumsfeld would do anything not in his own interest. I find it hard to believe that your readers need this old, very old and substantially proven article. I find it hard to believe that anyone intelligent enough to even click on this site would be stupid and ignorant enough to need to learn this information .... it is time to stop trying to inform people of what they will not believe. Donald Rumsfeld and those near him, on top of him, beneath him, with few exceptions are human slime. Simple.