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• POLITICS
  by Mundy Hackett

  Liberal and conservative have lost their meaning in America. I represent the distracted center. / -Jon Stewart

  Liberal and conservative have lost their meaning in America. I represent the distracted center. / -Jon Stewart

• Say "NO!" to the Orphan Works Act
  by bchrisdesigns

  I found about this ludicrous proposed law on Red Bubble...

  I found about this ludicrous proposed law on Red Bubble and wanted to let everyone else know what they can do about it! If you have not heard about the Orphan Works Act, then you should research it and speak out before it is too late (especially if you are an artist, writer, and/or musician)! No, this Act is not about displaced children or found animals. It revolves around works of art (including fine art, photography, writing, music, etc.) that are not registered with newly proposed agencies. ANY work not registered would be considered in the public domain. This is a dangerous concept and just goes to show how greedy and capitalistic our society, government, and big businesses have become. According to GoPetition.com: “If the Orphan Works legislation passes, you and I and all creatives will lose virtually all the rights to not only our future work but to everything we’ve created over the past 34 years, unless we register it with the new, untested and privately run (by the friends and cronies of the U.S. government) registries. Even then, there is no guarantee that someone wishing to steal your personal creations won’t successfully call your work an orphan work, and then legally use it for free. In short, if Congress passes this law, YOU WILL LOSE THE RIGHT TO MAKE MONEY FROM YOUR OWN CREATIONS!” We would be forced into a world where big business can bully us and use whatever they wanted and not be penalized for it. And, this law not only affects artists, writers, and musicians. It also affect the everyday consumer! If you are planning to get your the photographs of your cousin’s wedding developed at a Wal-Mart or other big box retailer, then you better be prepared to get every image copyrighted or you may just end up seeing them on Wal-Mart’s billboards! Gone would be the days of having rights the minute you create something. Now, if you don’t pay to protect it, then it is like no one created the image and it is up for grabs! Who wants to live in this kind of world other than greedy politicians and businesses? And, it does not surprise me that this has all happened under the Bush administration. Who were the idiots that voted for him and thought he would do us some good? Well, seems like the joke’s on YOU! In an April 10th article in Animation World Magazine, award-winning animation producer/director and speaker, Mark Simon, writes: “It is currently against international law to coerce people to register their work for copyright because there are so many inherent problems with it. But because big business can push through laws in the United States, our country is about to break with the rest of the world, again, and take your rights away. With the tens of millions of photos and pieces of artwork created each year, the bounty for forcing everyone to pay a registration fee would be enormous. We lose our rights and our creations, and someone else makes money at our expense. This includes every sketch, painting, photo, sculpture, drawing, video, song and every other type of creative endeavor. All of it is at risk! If the Orphan Works legislation passes, you and I and all creatives will lose virtually all the rights to not only our future work but to everything we’ve created over the past 34 years, unless we register it with the new, untested and privately run (by the friends and cronies of the U.S. government) registries. Even then, there is no guarantee that someone wishing to steal your personal creations won’t successfully call your work an orphan work, and then legally use it for free.” So, what can you do about it? Well educate yourself on the issues, write to your congress men and women, and sign as many petitions as your can. To get your started, check out this petition, which I have already signed: Say ‘NO!’ to the Orphan Works Act on GoPetition.com Also, be sure to check out these resources for more information: Say ‘NO!’ to the Orphan Works Act on GoPetition.com Mark Simon’s Mind Your Business: You Will Lose All The Rights to Your Own Art IPA Orphan Works Resource Page for Artists U.S. Copyright’s Office Orphan Works Page ASMP’s Update on the 2008 Orphan Works Act You can also find more information about the Orphan Works Act on Red Bubble: Helen Bascom’s Protect Your Copyright – URGENT ACTION REQUIRED Erin Jay’s Something every artist should know about! Crockpot’s The Orphan Works Act of 2008 ~ RELEASE WanderingAuthor’s Writers’ Concerns bchrisdesigns’ Say ‘NO!’ to the Orphan Works Act The Red Bubble forum dedicated to this discussion

• My observations
  by mtda

  I deliver Chinese food for a living. My day consists of driving, communicating with my customers, writing, and catching small doses of CN…

  I deliver Chinese food for a living. My day consists of driving, communicating with my customers, writing, and catching small doses of CNN between deliveries. The people I meet are so varied. / The overweight man who screamed in disbelief when he saw that an American was delivering Chinese. After which he yelled at his wife for losing his credit card. His son (also overweight) laughed at it all. He had an American flag flying in the front yard, a sticker that read “the power of pride” taped to his door. / Fires swept through California, burning thousands of acres and destroying countless homes, countless lives. / The twentysomething man in the projects, his porch littered with empty forty ounce bottles and other trash, some of which blows away in the wind, some of which is rooted forever. He pays me with ten dollars worth of change. In his yard is a sign for Barack Obama, “change we can believe in”. / Des Moines is drowning. A refrigerator swept away by the water bangs lifelessly against a bridge because there is no longer room underneath for it to fit. / The woman in the tank top who never wears a bra. She must always put that joint out when I knock, because her apartment reeks of that pungent smell I love and hate so much. Her baby is laying on the couch. / Two little girls were murdered. We see the wooded backroad where it happened, the police tape falling into the mud as a light rain covers the camera lense. Nancy Grace is saying something, but I’m not sure what. / The man who lives on the hill with his two little girls. They always scream “the Chinese man is here” when I walk to the door. I guess race doesn’t mean much to them. He tips me well, even though he shouldn’t. / Politicians are wagging their forked tongues. They say so much but never say a thing. Gas went up again while they were talking.

• Befuddled, Bamboozled and Betrayed
  by lianne

  READER BEWARE: what follows is a perhaps tedious, lengthy, self-indulgent bit of prose that reflects a somewhat disheartened spirit today…

  READER BEWARE: what follows is a perhaps tedious, lengthy, self-indulgent bit of prose that reflects a somewhat disheartened spirit today. Tomorrow will be another, better day, I’m sure. Lay the blame for it – should you manage to get through it all – on the fact that today I accomplished the tense task of filing my taxes – lol. (And to give credit where credit is due, I borrowed the phrase tense task of taxes from my dearest friend, Joan Ireland.) All my adult life, if you asked me who I was / I’d have responded in this order: / I’m a teacher, a reader, a political animal, / a private, part time writer as a means of / personal expression only, a thinker. / Then I’d have added wife, mother, daughter, / sister, friend, kind of artsy-craftsy artist of / no note whatsoever. / Teacher – that’s how I identified myself / first and foremost. For the last 25 years of my teaching career / I taught sociology, social justice and religion / to high school seniors. / My passion was justice – / in politics, in the economic arena, for the poor, / for the middle class who were caught / in the struggle between those who have / too much and those who have too little, / justice for the oppressed – / for reasons of race or creed at home or elsewhere - / in El Salvador, which broke / my heart, the Sudan, Ethiopia, / East Timor, Tibet, / justice in the Middle East, / justice… giving each sacred human being his / due, his basic human rights that exist simply and / undeniably because he’s a human being, / justice for the environment we all share, / justice – period. And I tried not to just talk a good game / in the classroom but to model it, / to get my students involved in / taking care of their little piece of turf / to make a difference, / teaching them, by example, I hoped, / how to be critical thinkers / and problem solvers, / good decision-makers who regard the / needs of others at least as equal to their own. / I engaged them and others in what / I hoped was intelligent debate, / engaged myself in political campaigns, / the occasional protest against wars / or the rape of the middle class / or toxic waste. I gave that all up – most of it unwillingly, / beaten, I suppose, / by forces against which I apparently / had no weapons at all. / Gave up the husband to colon cancer / and a heart attack, linked by the / government’s own admission to / Agent Orange and his time in Vietnam, / the children to freedom, pursuing their / own paths in distant parts of the country, / the friends to distance too. / But I gave up teaching for other reasons / and they are what trouble me today. I tired of the struggle frankly – / The students I faced in that final five years / were very different than those / I’d taught in the first twenty – / more spoiled, more self-indulgent, / academically lazier, with little intellectual / curiosity and a kind of brainwashed political / ideology handed on over the dinner table / by ruggedly individualistic parents – when / they ever had dinner together. / These students, whether children of affluence / or children of struggle, had become hedonists / or escapists with no interests beyond material purchases, / the virtual reality of video games and computers, / the casual sex of entitlement, parentally supplied / alcohol or pervasive recreational drugs. / I saw even very good schools graduating / functionally illiterate young men and women, / universities unable to remediate that failure, / standards declining, literacy rates dropping, / a cultural negligence of all trying to seek / the lowest common denominator within / a grossly overindulged youth mindset. / When even the school administration supported / parents who wanted their babies to have fun instead / of challenging assignments or homework, I left. / When I no longer had the wherewithal, even / in partnership with other like-minded people / to affect educational standards at all, I quit. Politically, I was bamboozled once too often / and betrayed by those whose lofty rhetoric / was left behind after election, / like dusty volumes in an anachronistic library, / when confronted by the wheeling and dealing of / contemporary government. I sincerely / still believe, as I once so idealistically did / and adamantly taught, / that no single politician can / substitute charisma for character or the / courage to lose for telling the whole truth. / The last such politician to tell the unadulterated, / unvarnished truth was Jimmy Carter – / who spoke honestly about our malaise of spirit / and was promptly trampled for his truth / by wrathful patriots hungrier for sugarcoating / and slogans than for substance. / It only took another twenty-two years for him / to win the Nobel Prize and be recognized / for the decent, honorable, quietly determined, / peaceful man he was. That won’t win me kudos / I’m sure from big defense advocates, but / I’ll take peacemaking over saber rattling any day. So I’m disheartened, disabused, and / feeling hollowly empty of purpose. I fear / for those who still cling with sincere / hearts and strong conviction to dreams of / big change tied to the raft of rhetoric. / But perhaps I’m just an aging cynic / who has outlived her usefulness. / In the shelter of my own small circle / of affairs, I feel more in control / and less befuddled, bamboozled or betrayed.

• Bubble Power
  by PhotogeniquE IPA

  I have to say that I am heartened by the way the Bubblers drew together over the polyvore.com affair...

  I have to say that I am heartened by the way the Bubblers drew together over the polyvore.com affair How people from all over the world, with different backgrounds, with different religious beliefs, of differing ages, sexual orientation, sociological ideologies, political leanings and nationalities, all pulled together, to help one another. I don’t know about you, but I’m proud to be a Bubbler!! BUBBLE POWER!

• Say Sorry on Feb 13th!!!
  by pinkstinks

  For those Australian’s out in the Bubble world who have switch on the tv in the last week two you will be aware of the governments decis…

  For those Australian’s out in the Bubble world who have switch on the tv in the last week two you will be aware of the governments decision to appologise to the Stolen Generations of Australia’s Aboriginal peoples. In the spirit of reconcillation (as an indigenous australian myself) I would like to invite all interested members of Red Bubble to show there support and create there own Sorry Statement and upload it to the Aboriginal Art group ” and with abit of luck the powers at red bubble will also pick up this idea and theme the home page in the spirit of reconcillation. Please feel free to share this with other bubble members – it would be great to see a ground swell happening & I will make sure that many of the elders that I know will see your sorry statements on Feb 13th. If you need to find a reason to say Sorry read below: THis is an exerpt from an e-mail I recieved recently. / From Crikey: / Mythbusters: ten sorry excuses exploded / Editor of The National Indigenous Times Chris Graham writes: There’s nothing like a little ‘sorry’ debate to get white Australia all red and puffy. Here’s a punter’s guide to exploding 10 of the more virulent myths surrounding a national apology to members of the Stolen Generations: It was done by a previous generation. / Not correct. Of all the Stolen Generations myths, this is the biggest. If it were “previous generations”, then surely there’d be no-one left to apologize to? The facts are that the removal of Aboriginal children continued well into the 1960s and early 1970s. It’s worth noting it was absolutely raging during the late 1950s, when a small, lispy man named John Howard was serving as president of the NSW Young Liberals. Saying sorry won’t deliver better results in health, housing or education. / Here’s a surprising revelation for you—saying sorry is not supposed to deliver health, housing and education. Equally, saying sorry won’t prevent governments from delivering health, housing and education. This particular objection is perhaps the dumbest of them all and is run by conservatives like Warren Mundine, Noel Pearson and The Australian. Its fundamental flaw is that it relies on the premise that Australia is so backward as a nation we can’t deliver practical outcomes while simultaneously delivering symbolic gestures. In other words, we can’t walk and chew gum at the same time. I will not be made to feel guilt and shame for something I didn’t do. / In the case of younger Australians who were not alive during the removal practices, the word ‘Sorry’ does not have to be an expression of shame or guilt. It can be an expression of empathy, as in ‘I’m sorry to hear your mum died’ or ‘I’m sorry you got hurt in that car accident’. Personally, I was born in 1972 when government started to abandon the removal policies. I don’t feel shame at my personal actions, but I do feel shame at the actions of my country. As for older Australians, many claim ‘I had nothing to do with it’. Well, that’s part of the problem – bad things happen when good people stay silent. The point is not that older Australians participated in the removal process, but that they did nothing to stop it. Saying ‘But I didn’t know it was happening’ is certainly more than sufficient to keep you out of a court of law, but it’s not enough to excuse you from a collective national apology. If you’re still confused on this front, you might recall that several years ago, John Howard apologized to Vietnam Veterans for their treatment when they returned from the war. Again, having been born in 1972, I didn’t mistreat Vietnam Veterans. But I had absolutely no problem with the PM saying sorry to them on my behalf, because I am sorry (and I ashamed for my nation) that they were treated so poorly. Some Aboriginal leaders have said an apology is not important. / Sure, but almost every one of them (hi Warren, hi Noel!) are not members of the Stolen Generations. Their views on whether or not an apology is warranted are no more or less relevant than your or my view… because none of us are victims. Aboriginal people can’t even agree on an apology. / Wow, Aboriginal people have this amazing thing called ‘independent thought’. The facts are that some members of the Stolen Generations don’t want an apology. That’s their right. But the overwhelming majority do. That’s also their right. It costs us nothing. / Contrary to popular opinion, a national apology will have no legal affect on the capacity of members of the Stolen Generations to seek compensation. As a nation, an apology costs us nothing. Period. I didn’t do it! / No, you didn’t. But you certainly benefited from it. Just as all Australians today, even some black Australians (hi Noel, hi Warren!) have directly benefited from the theft of Aboriginal land, all Australians have benefited from the removal of Aboriginal children. Why? Because almost all children who were removed to government institutions were then forced to work for the government or private citizens for little or no pay. In America, they called that process slavery. In Australia, we called it ‘apprenticeships’. / In December 2006, both the federal parliament released a report supported by the ALP and the Liberals acknowledging the stolen wages scandal. The people who performed the removals were good people who did a bad thing. / Big f-cking deal. Good people do bad things all the time, but that doesn’t mean they’re excused from apologising. It won’t affect white Australia, so why worry? / The removals practice AND the use of this issue by John Howard as a race wedge is a stain on white Australia’s recent past. Just as Aboriginal people need an apology to move on, white Australia needs to apologise to move on. Saying sorry won’t change the past. / Sadly, it won’t. But it will have a massive impact on the future. That’s the whole point. A real apology will mean an enormous amount to Aboriginal people. I still can’t fathom what sort of a nation would deny them one. Thanks in advance. Bianca Beetson / (Pinkstinks)

• I Hate F@#king Landmines
  by betelnut

  Yeah, SFW. Please bear with me…. Whilst rummaging through old photo albums looking for photos to upload to Redbubble, I came across m…

  Yeah, SFW. Please bear with me…. Whilst rummaging through old photo albums looking for photos to upload to Redbubble, I came across many photos we had taken in South East Asia detailing the horrific injuries sustained by people through the liberal use of landmines (and other unexploded ordinance). I hate fucking landmines…. I can’t really string together a good argument for why, but put simply: Adults are stupid… We cause wars, kill each other etc. However, the sick perversity of landmines are that 25 years after the stupidity of adults, the legacy they leave behind cause innocent children playing in the dirt to suffer horrific injuries. There are many issues in the world deserving of our attention. However, complex issues like famine, global wealth distribution, fair trade etc are intensely difficult problems with complex and varied solutions. In sharp contrast, the solution to landmines is easy: / STOP MAKING THEM / STOP USING THEM / CLEAN THEM UP OK, What can you do?? / Do some reading…. HERE is a good place to start. What next? It’s simple, buy one of these T-shirts (obviously with no mark up!), wear it around to guilt your friends into giving. Better yet, design a better T-shirt, put it on RedBubble and wear that around. If you need some inspiration, then here… / / Those who dislike using their chest for a billboard can send a small amount of cash to Halo Trust and help clear landmines already deployed in countries such as Cambodia, Angola and Kosovo. OK enough cause pushing. This was a purely self indulgent effort to offset guilt caused by being lucky enough to grow up in Australia blah blah. However, next time you hear yourself saying “OMG, that’s awful….Somebody should do something.” Just remember that somebody is YOU! Betelnut

• ART ACTION UNION
  by kathleen

  THE BASICS OF ART FOR ACTIVISM AND CHANGE COMMUNITY BASED ART Creative expression emerging from a NEED to collectively highli…

  THE BASICS OF ART FOR ACTIVISM AND CHANGE COMMUNITY BASED ART Creative expression emerging from a NEED to collectively highlight and educate for social improvement. Involves many varied social contexts and definitions. Includes an understanding not only of geography but also history and tradition, ethnicity and dedication or belief in spirit. Includes topics/issues (but not limited to): racism, sexism, homophobia, ageism, classism, ableism and all forms of discrimination that create marginalisation in society. COMMUNITY BASED ARTISTS Concerned with the functionality of art in public arenas including community development, corrections, education, intergenerational communications, aging, environment, conflict resolution, cultural citizenship etc. Work with all media, in all disciplines, everywhere. Committed to bringing arts and education to highlight and expose the widest possible range of social conditions and challenges facing our communities. Seek to create social change on every level of society, from the most ‘personal’ to the most ‘political’. Activist Art for Leadership… How do we practice it and what style does it inhibit? Is it catching? WHAT IS IT ALL ABOUT? A few thoughts… If you want to change things you do it with people not to people. Ongoing revolution. To service the greater good activist art (like all forms of expression) should be regarded according to review, peer assessment, research and budget in order to gauge it’s effectiveness in society. A crucial shift in thinking is to involve people for their abilities, what they can do, rather than build up an attitude that only aesthetic or technically sound work should be the focus or at the forefront of the revolution in an ideological sense. Artistic merit should be judged according to a clear communication of a relevant, centralised and communal message, no matter the art form or level of artistic development. Activist art is concerned with cultural and ideological democracy and the right of all to have access to services. Equal rights for one should not come at the cost of another’s rights. Activist art is concerned with promoting a community that encourages ideas and the community leaders who have the courage to put them forward. A community that takes pride in the way we treat and include those that need our help. Inclusion. Apart from enjoying the right to create art for its own sake, activists are often draw to art. Activist Artists are concerned with highlighting technocratic decision making processes… behind closed doors based on limited information and without initial intention to consult those whom the decision most affected. Rather than fearing our differences, we wish to be a people who celebrate it. Recognising diversity can give birth to creativity as much as conflict. / YET… We do not seek to be a society that fears rigorous debate. It is through the testing of ideas, through endless argument and negotiation that a community retains it’s vitality and survives. let our debates be based on mutual respect and the denial of violence. Some Examples of Activist Art: Some Examples of Activist Art In the Art Action Union Gallery One REALLY GOOD link: / Community-based Art for Social Change

• Agnostic? Are you sure?
  by shawhouse

  People always ask me why I’m agnostic. Not really, but if they did….. The thing is, the subject did come up the other day during a …

  People always ask me why I’m agnostic. Not really, but if they did….. The thing is, the subject did come up the other day during a meandering social-gathering conversation. A woman displaying a religious symbol suspended from a necklace resting on a cleavage worth talking to asked me how I could possibly be agnostic in light of the clear evidence all around us. I asked if she meant the flocks of angels making life hell for air traffic controllers. She made a face and said no, the millions who know for a fact that there is a God. I chuckled – well, brayed like a donkey.. She called me a name I hope she doesn’t use in church and stormed off. What I should have said is this - Here’s an illustration of why a whole lot of people believing something is immediately suspect. A whole lot of people in the US voted for George W. Bush for president. Twice. Which clearly means there is no God. On the other hand, a whole lot of people in the US voted for George W. Bush for president, twice! That’s a miracle. Which means there just might be a God. That’s why I’m agnostic. Or not.

• MURDER
  by JaneAParis

  I love you Claire and Mitchell. This is an e-mail I sent to my friend Shanina. I will talk to you on Sunday Claire, if you are there. Lov…

  I love you Claire and Mitchell. This is an e-mail I sent to my friend Shanina. I will talk to you on Sunday Claire, if you are there. Love Mommy. / / No Shanina, I am not okay. This is an e-mail I just sent to my daughter. I have been begging for medical care ever since I have been back in America. (Five years now). They have denied me over and over. For the last year especially I have felt the sickness in my body enter into places where it can become terminal and deadly. My right side internal organs and my head. I have been made to sit here and suffer while they do nothing. I have begged for medical care over and over. / / I wrote this to my daughter / I am sick Claire. Your daddy and all these other people are murdering me. They base my health care on my relationships instead of my right as a human being to medical care. They are making me die. I think they have waited to long already. They have left an infection in my body and it is killing me. They have let it enter my internal organs and my head. They knowingly disrespect, torture me and deny me medical care. I can barely urinate, and bacteria is crawling in me and through my body. It is eating at my scalp and insides. They think it is funny. They torture me every day. When I eat, when I go to the bathroom, when I shower, and everthing I do. They insult and abuse me. Every day they emotionally abuse me and insult me. I want to talk to you everyday. I have been saying that for a long time, but you don’t understand. We are losing our bond. And Mitchell too. How about just before you go to bed. It does not have to be long. Only ten minutes. I will make a date with you right now. It is called shared talk on the internet. Go in and log into it. I will meet you on Sunday at eight, okay? I love you very much, Always and Forever, Mommy. / / If you want to talk to me too, Shanina, I can talk to you on this site. It is called shared talk. It is a language exchange site. We would have to make a date and time to do it. I am very sick and weak right now. I sleep alot. That is because the infection is in my right side and my head. Basically they are murdering me Shanina. If you deny someone medical care, and leave them ill, and intentionally let an infection spread through their body, – the outcome will be death. / / Thank you for caring – There are so many people here who hate me abuse me when I have done nothing to them. Just politics, that is their reason to murder me. / / Your friend, Smiles from Jane. :)

• Office politics II
  by Melinda Kerr

  / This t-shirt is actually available here...

  / This t-shirt is actually available here (there’s one with words too). It’s my observation of office politics. Am I wrong? Hmmm…don’t think so. Well with this little number you can wear it to work and convey the not-so-subtle ‘you bastards’ message to all and sundry. Or simply wear it on the weekend and enjoy the sympathetic nods from passers-by. It looks cool in olive. Which will only make them meaner and greener (or olive-er) with envy. Hee-hee. Be a winner, Buy it.

• Politics and the bubbletown sandpit
  by Darren Stones

  Seems a wee bit of sand has been kicked out of the Bubbletown sandpit in the last few days. So, for those with a serious and unwavering p…

  Seems a wee bit of sand has been kicked out of the Bubbletown sandpit in the last few days. So, for those with a serious and unwavering political mind, welcome aboard the SS Satire . Please enjoy your complimentary cruise around the land that’s girt by sea, courtesy of yours truly, Captain Daz. Sit back, relax, and of course make yourself known to Basil the barman. The drinks are on the house. Cheers. PS. Follow the link. We’re a bit different in Australia

• World Leadership - Where is the Balance - (revised)
  by Suzanne German

  World Leadership – Where is the balance? / State of political global affairs…….not so good…..can injecting more female energy into politic…

  World Leadership – Where is the balance? / State of political global affairs…….not so good…..can injecting more female energy into politics be a good thing – in order to include some left / right brain thinking? / Some thoughts…. / …………………………………………………………………………………….. / I think it’s impossible as a Social Worker, for me to ignore politics despite the fact that the health and general well-being of the individual is where I concentrate my efforts and work on a daily basis. Alongside this, I feel strongly about democracy and human rights for all people from all countries – without prejudice and without bias. / Politically and on a global scale, I wish more women were responsible for making global decisions! Not because men are incapable of doing it well – historically the world has certainly seen great male leaders. However, in the world in which we live today – I don’t know where they’re hiding! Too much is going too wrong. Which brings me to the point I’m raising….Would it be a good thing if there were more women at the top of the global political ladder? Why aren’t more women making global strategic plans for the present and future generations of this planet’s inhabitants? Or at least, and more to the point, why aren’t we considering incorporating more planet sustaining plans into the fray? I believe the benefits of incorporating more female oriented thinking into world politics is that women may tend to think and respond more from a ‘gatherers’ point of view as well as a ‘hunters’ helping to perhaps balance these. A more balanced approach in thinking about resources and where they are heading and how to preserve and proliferate rather than destroy and hit targets has got to have its benefits! My question is:- If increasing more balance(via introducing more women into this situation) offers a possibility to do things differently and with less violence – ‘Could this assist in achieving more balanced, logical and humanitarian approaches into the ‘global thinking tank’ with desirable outcomes and consequences? / In the animal kingdom, and even in ‘fight or flight’ situations, in human life, these reflex reactions and responses are essential to preserve life in high risk situations. The problem though, appears for me, when these reactions and responses which are also creating the direction of our planet’s future (and all that dwell on it), cannot be the adopted modus operandi !! – We need to start thinking and operating differently across the world – our old methods are not working. Violence has never worked as a tool for resolving dispute. It would appear that much of this retaliation mentality and ‘driven-ness’ we’re seeing all around us in the world today, may be fuelled by the compulsion for domination. A bit like The Biggest Strongest /Most intimidating leader of the pack! mentality – a recipe for extreme danger! We are mainly, at the end of the day human beings who want to live a good and productive life – regardless of what our ethnicity or country of origin is. All people have an essential right to live a safe, free and productive and happy life. Freedom should not be something anybody has the power to give or to take away from anybody. Protection as part of safety is different than planned attacks of destruction or war – none of these tactics will ever bring peace! There is no such thing as a winnable war – loss is inevitable – and a winnable war is an oxymoron – a tragic and costly one! / Instead of counting the expenses of arms I wonder how many bodies we could match for each dollar / pound / whatever currency we use….and see where the largest expense is. I take the risk and speak not only for myself and say that I reckon….most of us don’t want to be part of this primordial pack – of backward thinking destruction with no winners in sight anywhere. We will all be losers until we start to see, as a species on this planet, that aggression is not the right answer to settling dispute. Women have their weaknesses too – however, ..I can’t see women planning destruction as a solution to any dispute – seriously speaking.(There will be exceptions but generally it’s not the female versus the male here – just the mental orientation towards problem solving I’m debating). Some broad minded and more liberated countries in Europe enjoy some of the benefits of neutrality from war – thankfully for them! And thanks to their political leaders who share and adopt more balanced views of life and tolerance. These views and principles incorporate a more balanced approach. The result is a more productive and harmonious society which is more caring and safe. And has long-term interests in preserving and promoting sustainable life in its strategic planning. It’s true that not all women are nurturers and some are even murderers however, by and large, women (who are suitably qualified), would appear to possess the capacity for nurturing and leadership – simultaneously. Could their absence from the key decision making processes, be a missing ingredient in world leadership causing a huge imbalance? It makes me both sad and angry that leaders are allowed to go above international law and disregard instructions from United Nations – namely pleas to cease fire or to withdraw and stop attacks on vulnerable countries. Where oh where is democracy? This behaviour is carried out regardless of the fact that there are majorities of people in these leaders’ democratic…?...countries protesting against and outnumbering those that agree with their decisions….What a sad day it is for democracy (or the theory of it anyway??) Sometimes I think about gathering many of the current global decision-making leaders – (and their female cohorts if they are as equally powerful and pro-war and supporting destruction) – and giving them each a toy gun and locking them up in a room where they can pretend to blow off each others’ heads and have fights and vent their aggression and madness around….SAFELY !!! / (And this includes people from *all parts of the world – not one country in particular – I want to make that very very clear!) / A long time later (perhaps)..then let them return to the real world where guns, bombs, armies and war are not allowed!! – EVER! After more balanced-minded decisions have been made and plans set in motion to disarm and abandon war and all that comes with it. Perhaps this is too much to expect of our human race – but wouldn’t it be great if we could look at history and stop repeating mistakes! ASIDE: – Please note – I absolutely love men and enjoy good relationships with them as colleagues, family, friends and lovers! Especially those that are balanced, strong minded, valuing the balance a woman projects into the mix and have the foresight to envision a world ’ sans frontiers’ – where peace is possible because of their actions – and – where they recognize ways to use not abuse their positions of power and facilitate improvements and positive change for this planet and its current and future inhabitants! / ...................................................................................................................................................... / On Feminism Feminism – Is a broad term which does not refer to a single unified movement and is used to cover a great variety of political and social campaigns and ideals. The issue of rights for women became prominent during the French and American revolutions in the late 18th century; Mary Wollstonecraft’s A Vindication of the Rights of Woman was published in 1792. In Britain, however, it was not until the emergence of the suffragette movement in the late 19th century that there was significant political change, women finally gaining the vote in 1918. The ‘second wave’ of feminism that arose during the 1960s in Europe and North America formed part of the widespread social changes and political protests of that era; in general, the idea of ‘unity’ or ‘sisterhood’ was considered more important than issues (such as ethnicity and class) which could divide women. Seminal figures included Simone de Beauvoir, Betty Friedan, and Germaine Greer. During the 1970s and 1980s the movement became more fragmented and critical of the ideals of unity expressed in the 1960s: a division arose between mainstream or socialist feminists, interested in working to improve the position of women in society as it is, and radical feminists, who felt that any interaction with men tended to result in exploitation or violence. In recent years Intellectual Feminism, associated with Psychoanalysis and Deconstruction, has come to prominence, particularly in France; there has always been something of a backlash against feminism and the hailing by some of a post-feminist age. I guess the bottom line is – if world leadership lacks balance – can gender-balanced thinking – incorporating Intellectual Feminism help us to find better ways to de-construct and re-construct and employ positive ways to find solutions to resolve disputes on our precious planet? What do others think? © Copyright – Suzanne German – 2007 Moderator / Poetry & Prose – Questions & Meanings Group

• I read this, this morning and
  by Jen Whyte

  I had to share this with you …. The following is the 2007 winning entry from an annual / contest at Texas A&M University calling for …

  I had to share this with you …. The following is the 2007 winning entry from an annual / contest at Texas A&M University calling for the most / appropriate definition of a contemporary term. This / year’s term was Political Correctness. / / The winner wrote, / / “Political Correctness is a doctrine, fostered by a / delusional, illogical minority, and rabidly promoted / by an unscrupulous mainstream media, which holds forth / the proposition that it is entirely possible to pick / up a turd by the clean end.”

• here's the thing....
  by shawhouse

  A short true story with two pictures…. My wife, Diana, ran for the Los Angeles County Democratic Party Central Committee. Some titl…

  A short true story with two pictures…. My wife, Diana, ran for the Los Angeles County Democratic Party Central Committee. Some title. I don’t know what they do. Diana will let me know as soon as she finds out. The elections were yesterday and Diana’s name was actually on the ballot (!), along with a slate of judges and a regressive initiative or two…. / . / . / . / . / ...but who’s bragging? Problem is, I forgot to vote in the morning, traffic was terrible (I know – in LA?), the polls were closing, the sun was setting, I was flooring the Prius and it occurred to me that, win or lose, providing tangible evidence that I did indeed exercise my civic duty was probably a swell idea, or – mothers, cover your children’s eyes – shawhouse would be in the shithouse… and for good reason…so I did…. / . / . / . / . / . / . She Won! The End shawhouse

• Charasmatic Christian Community Life
  by Chris Jaeger

  Everything has its place and the telephone’s is just inside the front door, on its own Tasmanian-Oak side table. A white doily with tin…

  Everything has its place and the telephone’s is just inside the front door, on its own Tasmanian-Oak side table. A white doily with tiny embroidered flowers, a Christmas gift from one of the congregation, ensures that the wood remains in pristine condition. Roland, like any self righteous man in his place would do, insists on inventing a use for every gift that finds it’s way into his outstretched palms. So every surface of his…their house… bears the personal touch of a closet disenchanted housewife whose mother taught them a thing or two about needlework. / “You’re right there it’s been a fairly quiet week.” I agree, hastily restoring my end of the conversation with the most general comment imaginable. / “Of course it has, Roland loves nothing more than good conversation…except your good self of course!” Sally laughs, curling the phone cord around her wrist. / “Naturally…we took the vows he steadfastly believes in.” / “You did indeed…and you’re all the better for it.” / “Sometimes…I’m not sure…I catch myself wondering, well, where would I be without him?” / “A dark place hon, shadows everywhere…he really pulled you out of it didn’t he?” / “Yeah I spose he did…that’s the latest in back-fence talk been bandied about anyway.” / “Come on hon I know the feeling of such a big community can be a little daunting, especially for a younger woman like yourself, but be grateful for it: at least you know everyone really cares about you.” / “There’s always that angle.” / “There is indeed! So just try and focus in on that, and any ‘negativity’ you’re feeling will dissipate, I promise! We’re all here to help you hon, me especially, so the sooner you start believing that, the better!” / “I know…you’ve been a great help, you all have…” / “And we’re going to continue to be hon, every step of the way and that includes coffee at 11 tomorrow.” / “Looking forward to it,” I assure her, then replace the receiver in it’s cradle before the closest thing I have to companionship can think of anything else to proclaim and promise. / / / More than ample provisions were made for his materialisation. A makeshift stage was assembled on the patchwork lawn. In the centre was a chipped lectern, whose very existence the Caringbah Bible Chapel were forced to deny after it’s sprawled legs claimed a third victim, this time a visiting evangelist who, before appointing Jesus as his true Lord and Saviour, tore after ambulances and trawled hospitals for expiring accident victims and their families. If it wasn’t for the bonfire in his throat, Roland Walker would have had something worthwhile and weighted to say at his daughter Catherine’s farewell dinner. But, as Jeremiah 30:17 so perfectly spells out; “I will restore health unto thee, and I will heal thee of thy wounds, saith the Lord.” Roland took immeasurable comfort from this passage; if it was God’s will that his chronic laryngitis should depart, then it indeed would. He sipped honey-lemon tea, took warm showers as required and even went as far as to swallow two ibuprofen tablets in addition to the recommended dosage of aspirin. Yet, in spite of these determined efforts, God had chosen for Roland not to speak and as unfair as this seemed at the time, he knew not to trouble the Messiah with so much as a raised eyebrow. / Even when Roland is detained beneath a duck feather eiderdown and a mountain of pillows, crocheted blankets and wilting flowers, I can’t break the habit of knocking on our bedroom door. I stand outside, running my bare feet nervously across the mohair carpet until I realise that permission to enter wont be granted anytime soon, given his absent voice. / Propped up in our vast bed by two royal blue banana pillows, his eyes abandon the leather bound King James and follow me across the room. / “When you’re ready.” I offer, setting the Tupperware container on his bedside table. / A motion of his head grants me sanction and I ease the Bible from his hairless hands and rest it at the foot of the bed. / “Sally suggested this remedy when I was over at her place for coffee this morning” I explained, motioning to the container on the table. / His eyes light up at the mention of one of the most cherished and trusted members of his congregation. I know now that whatever remedy I’m offering, he will take without a moment’s hesitation. / “All you’ve got to do is inhale the steam. I spose it soothes or something I’m not sure, she didn’t say…I’ll hold the bowl for you.” I offer, prying the lid off the container of boiling water. / He takes bottomless, down-reaching breaths as I steady the container beneath his stubbled chin. The urge to tip it all down the front of his blue flannelette pyjama top creeps in through an ever stretching hole. The container trembles a little as I force this vision back into the rain soaked trenches of my perception. / “…I…I hope…I really hope it’s working ok…” I manage, a reemergence of sorts. / He shrugs his shoulders, motioning for the bowl to be removed from his sight. / “I guess only time will tell” I answer helplessly, setting the container just outside the door then returning to plant the Bible back in his outstretched hands. / “Your congregation they…they miss you… guess you figured that with all the gifts…the fill-in pastor isn’t fit to sew the hem of your garment, they all agree…well I’ll…I’ll let you get some rest anyway, sooner you recover the better really…” I ramble as I collect his washing and head towards the door. / A smile edges it’s way to his thin lips as I pull it closed; he must be turning my ramblings over in his head, letting the fact that he is sorely missed at church hand feed his ego. / There are only so many times you can squeegee piss stains off the bathroom floor before your mind turns to batter. Roland takes great care in every function of his life, and judging by this and the lack of crusted droplets on our en-suite floor, the three shake rule applies when he’s pissing. The same can’t be said for Jessica Barton’s husband George or her three sons. / As part of the ‘Live the Gospel and Get to Know Your Neighbour’ campaign, developed by Sally and approved by Roland with a flourish of his Parker Pen, I am doing chores for the Barton’s this week. Sally sits at the breakfast bar in their newly renovated kitchen, sipping a cup of percolated coffee and offering shouts of encouragement. / “Hon, come out here a minute, I’d say you’re nearly done anyway.” / Rinsing the squeegee in the Barton’s oversized shower and leaving it there to dry, I come out to the kitchen. / “How’s it going?” Sally asks enthusiastically. / “Ah great now that’s done,” I return weakly. / “You’re right; it gives you a fantastic feeling inside when you help out your fellow man,” Sally asserts, reassured and oddly satisfied. / With her hair is up in a tight bun that contorts her usually delicate features, she appears more authoritative and less of a companion today. / “I’ve been emailing Roland a fair bit while he’s been unwell, to give him a bit of an outlet and obviously keep the lines of communication open, he is the Pastor after all…” Sally began, her hands dancing on the Formica bench top as she spoke. / “Anyway, what I’m saying is, what we both are saying is…it’s been nearly five months since you and Roland married. I can understand you wanting to find your feet in this community and so on: but we’re getting a little impatient now hon, the whole congregation is…” / Her words all melt into one, like butter when you leave the fry pan on, and I rock the kitchen chair on and off my foot in bid to stay alert. / “You know, it’s been great getting to know you hon, it really has, both before you and Roland married and since…but did you ever think that I was doing it for a reason?” She asks, her rust coloured eyes rifling through me for an answer. / I tilt the chair back and bring it back down again, half intending it to topple onto the cream tiles below, sending me sprawling and distracting Sally from the question that lay in wait. / “Well, ah no…not really…I left all my old friends behind when I moved here and started dating Roland…I just thought that we were similar people in some ways and maybe you saw that …” / “Yes yes you’re partially right but there’s more to it…I know Roland hasn’t told you anything at all about loosing his first wife, Marilyn, and I’m not going to, that’s up to him. But let me just say this; it just about destroyed him hon. So many changes, we barely knew him anymore, but we stuck close by him, hanging out for something to happen, for the Lord to intervene: and that’s when he met and married you. I can’t tell you how good it was to see the old Roland again, and it still is but…” / “But what…” I ask, captivated and repelled by the sight of my husband’s grief unearthed. / “But you’re not fully involved in church life hon: there’s whole lot of hesitation to you that no one, least of all Roland, would’ve picked.” / “I know it’s just that…” I begin, overcome with a bizarre sense of emotional responsibility. / “Look, enough with the ‘it’s just that’ excuse, ok hon? I’ve tried to be sympathetic but we’re not asking for much. Listen, Dan’s taking the kids up to see his mother this weekend, so I’ve got the house free. Why don’t you come over, stay the weekend if you like and I’ll show you what it really means to accept Jesus into your heart!” / Sally’s face shines with conviction as she finishes her sentence and a fleck of spittle flies from her mouth and lands on my arm, a Baptism of sorts.

• " please Mick , keep your personal and political views to yourself..............
  by mick8585

  This was a recent request by a respondent. / Thank you for your comment, kind of you to take the time to view my stuff. / You dont know me …

  This was a recent request by a respondent. / Thank you for your comment, kind of you to take the time to view my stuff. / You dont know me very well obviously. / I refuse to be silenced.

• Love is never having to say "Sorry"
  by Crowmanic

  or so they say? / However in the next day or so, the newly-elected Prime Minister, is about to say “Sorry” to the Aboriginal “stolen gener…

  or so they say? / However in the next day or so, the newly-elected Prime Minister, is about to say “Sorry” to the Aboriginal “stolen generation” and their descendants, on behalf of all preceding Governments, and the people of Australia. / My associate and fellow Redbubbler, Robert Knapman wrote Australia says Sorry and that got me going, initially with my response/comment: / Interesting, and for many pertinent and timely… though as an Aboriginal/Australian I feel somewhat a bit late in coming, but heh, that’s just me. / I’m reminded of the “walk across the Bridge” rallies, a few years ago, when a couple of 100,000s nationally, joined numbers and had a great day walking across significant bridges throughout Australia … note I said, a couple of 100,000s, in a population of 21mill Plus…. and whilst it was a grand statement (so I’m led to believe) they really didn’t have to “give” anything at all, and even fewer can/would rate an Aboriginal/family amongst their close friends… we’re talking minorities here folks, in the mainstream supporting even a smaller minority! / As for the “Sorry” Statement from a Govt that supports cover-ups and deceit and mismanagement of Aboriginal values and culture… its called “white-washing” and again means little, as They have covered theirs and the Nation’s arse by saying, here’s the words and the sentimental gesture… but don’t forget to assimilate, educate, work, and “join us” if you want to get along in this country… we shall indoctrinate but we won’t “give” back anything that reinforces your (1) unique Aboriginal culture, (2)spirituality, (3) country (sacred site), (4) self-determination, (5) Cultural revival/survival… it seems to me its all about “being seen to be doing” but not actually “giving-back” and/or real reciprocation and not just as compensation. / Anyway, this space is too brief to further explain/clarify… hope you don’t mind Robert, and b4 any one wants to slam my apparent cynicism, I am a 3rd generation Aboriginal survivor of such discrimination and assimilation policies, and the grandson of of Lali re Linden Girl, as well as a father of a child who was literally taken from the hospital and given away, which took me 18 years to “track him down”. / Sorry folks, this isn’t a pleasant nicety, its reality for a few that have survived with our sanity attacked. / PS: according to a News poll I did this AM, more than 70% of about 8000 responses, believe that this “SORRY” want change a darn thing… maybe I’m not a minority survivor after-all / Further to this, is my reason for the Journal entry, as there are a lot of Comments generated from Robert’s post (and yes, he has a large following)... / After all is said and done, not one bit difference in practical, real terms will be resulting… / I live in and represent a dying culture — one of the last remaining, truly unique and indigenous, on this planet… apart from a few sentimental and emotional responses from a select few individuals comparatively speaking — life will still be a struggle for the majority of Aboriginal people (against all the odds); the social indicators and morbidity stats will continue to be grim; the Aboriginal industry will still be perpetuated at the manipulative machinations of the “clever few”; and many people will continue to make incredibly prestigious and some-what well-paid and influential career opportunities upon the sufferance of the dwindling few who hold-out to their Aboriginality in the most genuine and spiritual manner… diseased and disinherited, maligned and constantly misunderstood… / I am willing and able to expand and discuss any points I raise herein, with anyone who feels so inclined ... Happy Sorry Day ... perhaps not! / Oh yeh, all most forgot, for those further interested read what Aboriginal author, Kevin Gilbert (wrote in Grandfather Koori here

• Politcal images/ cartoons?
  by Tom Godfrey

  Hi Bubblers, I was wondering what the feeling was, re political cartoons as T-shirt designs. If the designs were kept humourous and we “p…

  Hi Bubblers, I was wondering what the feeling was, re political cartoons as T-shirt designs. If the designs were kept humourous and we “played nice”, a. would redbubbble sanction their display on the site b. do you think there could be a potential market. and c. is this level of free speech allowed in Australia. (I’ve only been here for a year, so I’m pleading ignorance) I presume newspaper cartoonists get their material vetted by an editor? the problem might be who would check. I wouldn’t want to start a riot. I suppose generic political cartoons would be ok, but not nearly as much fun. :).

• From Little Things #2 in Aus
  by Crowmanic

  The following song & lyrics by Paul Kelly (Aust. songwriter/singer) were a hit some years ago … have been the basis for a new song/and …

  The following song & lyrics by Paul Kelly (Aust. songwriter/singer) were a hit some years ago … have been the basis for a new song/and video clip regarding the “Apology” and “Reconciliation” here in Australia. “Federal Arts Minister Peter Garrett, the former frontman for the band Midnight Oil, said the new song was a soundtrack for all Australians. Australian musicians launch pop song inspired by apology…” / ~ The Canadian Press (21/4/2008) A link to view/hear the song is here Lyrics: Gather round people let me tell you’re a story / An eight year long story of power and pride / British Lord Vestey and Vincent Lingiarri / Were opposite men on opposite sides Vestey was fat with money and muscle / Beef was his business, broad was his door / Vincent was lean and spoke very little / He had no bank balance, hard dirt was his floor From little things big things grow / From little things big things grow Gurindji were working for nothing but rations / Where once they had gathered the wealth of the land / Daily the pressure got tighter and tighter / Gurindju decided they must make a stand They picked up their swags and started off walking / At Wattie Creek they sat themselves down / Now it don’t sound like much but it sure got tongues talking / Back at the homestead and then in the town From little things big things grow / From little things big things grow Vestey man said I’ll double your wages / Seven quid a week you’ll have in your hand / Vincent said uhuh we’re not talking about wages / We’re sitting right here till we get our land / Vestey man roared and Vestey man thundered / You don’t stand the chance of a cinder in snow / Vince said if we fall others are rising From little things big things grow / From little things big things grow Then Vincent Lingiarri boarded an aeroplane / Landed in Sydney, big city of lights / And daily he went round softly speaking his story / To all kinds of men from all walks of life And Vincent sat down with big politicians / This affair they told him is a matter of state / Let us sort it out, your people are hungry / Vincent said no thanks, we know how to wait From little things big things grow / From little things big things grow Then Vincent Lingiarri returned in an aeroplane / Back to his country once more to sit down / And he told his people let the stars keep on turning / We have friends in the south, in the cities and towns Eight years went by, eight long years of waiting / Till one day a tall stranger appeared in the land / And he came with lawyers and he came with great ceremony / And through Vincent’s fingers poured a handful of sand From little things big things grow / From little things big things grow That was the story of Vincent Lingairri / But this is the story of something much more / How power and privilege can not move a people / Who know where they stand and stand in the law From little things big things grow / From little things big things grow / From little things big things grow / From little things big things grow

• Current Issues Logo Competition
  by Helen Bascom KMA

  Hello Current Issues Members! Have you seen this lame logo that I cr…

  Hello Current Issues Members! Have you seen this lame logo that I created? Our group needs a cool logo that we can use to promote our group here on RedBubble. I’m not much of a graphic designer, I did the best I could. I know there are fabulous artists and designers in this group who can do a much better job than I did. So here’s a challenge . . . Can you create cool logo for Current Issues? Upload it to the Logo Entry forum by posting it in the Reply section of that forum. Winner: $20 RedBubble Voucher First & Second Runners Up will each receive a copy of In The Moment The Winner will retain copyright of their work. The Winner agrees to permit the group hosts of Current Issues to display the winning entry on the Overview Page and in official group communications to members via forums, journals and bubble mail. The winning logo may not be used on sites other than RedBubble without prior written permission from the copyright holder and at least one Host of Current Issues. Entries must be submitted before 31 July 2008. Voting will begin 01 August 2008 in a forum that will be created specifically for voting. Entries must abide by RedBubble User Agreement One entry per member Don’t feel left out writers and poets! A competition for the Group tag line is in the future!

• Space Meister Tom Godfrey talks about his art
  by Anne van Alkemade

  Tom Godfrey...

  Tom Godfrey , Space Meister, is probably best known for his wonderful depiction of aliens and their accompanying stories. But his folio also contains cutting political and social satire cartoons, tshirts, beautiful paintings and photography. Tom’s talents entertain and delight – and although I only know Tom through our contact on redbubble, I also suspect he is truly one of “nature’s gentlemen”. How does being a creative person and pursuing your creativity affect other aspects of your life? / Hugely – too many things get neglected when the artistic addiction demands attention. On the other hand when a painting or sketch is completed and it resonates positively with my inner sounding-board, it all seems worth it. I get far too little sleep, as, like many artists, I tend to burn the candle at both ends. Tell us about one person or moment that has made your time on redbubble particularly special or meaningful. / When I first joined and there were only a few thousand members :) It was really cool when Pilgrim found the time to add to my stories, and we would have a sort of literary ping-pong contest. That got me hooked. Show & tell us about five works on redbubble that have moved or inspired you. / Too many really, I love most of the works I see for different reasons. / I love the huge Grand Space Opera type effects achieved by Mosi in / Of Sun and Glass The clever photo-manip in Houk’s / Unexpected Arrival Brian Towers’ humour and skill with his acrylic / Titan Taxi Freda’s (Surgenor) amazing skill with watercolour / Group of Seven The cartooning skill of Nate Owens with / Wrong Number I could go on – Clever funny man David Stuart , for example … Alien Visitor’s endless array of enchanting worlds, Shanina’s captivating 3D works and Anne van Alkemade’s written works and clever toons. Still haven’t mentioned a fraction of the great artists here. Horrible to “Pedestal Pop” really. Old Chinese saying …”If you put man on pedestal, he only has one place to go” :) This interview has been inspired by Jo O’Brien’s survey project where bubblers interview two fellow members, then they interview two each and so forth. It’s a great way to get to know everyone and there are some wonderful stories emerging.

• I am so confused tell me who I should vote for (and why) for US president in 08
  by Ruben Flanagan aka (Flan)

  AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGGGG I am so confused ….he did this… he did that ….she beleaves in this…. ...he would do that…....sho…

  AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRGGGGGGGG I am so confused ….he did this… he did that ….she beleaves in this…. ...he would do that…....should I vote for a woman….should I vote for a man…..should I vote for a white man ….should I vote for a black man….,,should I vote for him because of his religion…..should I vote for him because he smoke pot in his early years but didnt enhale…...........should I vote for him because he likes green eggs and ham…...tell me on who, who.

• Going For Gold
  by John Douglas

  NSFW