Boy I hate football!

They've taken a simple game, and turned it into a theater of mind-control

for millions, a cash cow for the mobs, sex, gambling, corporate beer and shaving cream. Millions of people monopolized for hours, days, fanatical about a primal feeding frenzy of pounding, passing,sacking, kicking as they scream,kick, cheer, blood-cry for people they have never met for colleges they have never attended, representing cities they're not from or have ever lived. And many folks, if they actually knew the players, teams, coaches, would probably discover they have little in common on an actual human level. And in reality, most players, wouldn't spend a minute of their time with most of their fans unless paid.

Millions of people immobilized on sofas, bar stools, benches, while their world goes to hell, and Bush and Company steal their money, their rights, their country. Millions of people glued to the tube, spoon-fed and nose-led by announcers -also strangers -as they watch strangers strive to win, while Bush and Company, Waco, whacko, and NATO leadership- reject Wesley Clark, ( "the perfumed prince" as he was known by his NATO General fellows, in addition to other negative references about his mental stability as Clark had wanted to pursue a ground war in Czeckoslovakia, also to bomb the Russians while they were in Yugoslavia, at which point Sec Of State Madeline Albright overode him, saving us all) and yes, Clark is also very "company"..(Clark also sprung from the same Arkansas drug hub, and suspect law firm, Jackson Stephens, the same firm that sprouted NWO Cocaine Clintons and the same Mena , Arkansas airports that brought Bush, Sr, his Iran-Contra cocaine, refer to Barry Hopsicker ,Barry Seal), and that financed Wal-Mart,(aka LeeLing's China Retail) Chinese and Saudi investments in businesses in China and American banks), Dean the fake liberal, ( except where funding gender-change education for teenagers as with his legislative support of funding Outright Vermont), conspire to extend the rule of the globally subsidized New World Order ( aka The New World Mafia, The New World Fascism, 21st century slavery) in America, perpetuate humans as mindless, voiceless, choiceless, drugged out, Godless,powerless, pagan, commodities and slaves, and as America goes, so goes democracy everywhere, because once you bind the big guy, the little ones kneel.

It certainly has proven it doesn't take much to conquer the bright, valiant, independent Americans. They have lost all their spine, principle, and vision. ( We've made sure of that. We've spent a generation pop-culture "conditioning" them).Just keep them entertained, distracted, overstressed, in the dark, in confusion, and in conflict with one another, and simultaneously push sex, drugs, alcohol, pornography,paganism, pedophilia, narcissism, video games as the escape routes. Then the rigged elections, the legislation, legitimization of millions of illegal immigrants, treasury thefts, illegal use of military and illegal, unnecessary wars to feather your pockets are easy. And then of course, use the millions your slaves have provided you through sex, drugs, black markets, slave wages and US treasury to feed the cycle, purchase more TV, Movie, football time,rock/rap aggressive,violent, primal audio-conditioning, buy more "reporters" and news anchors, purchase more voting equipment, sell more weapons, ship more Heroin and Cocaine ,"glass" and ecstasy, to reinforce the knowledge and mind barriers, and behavior controls, while you strangle access to education, learning, jobs and job training, tighten up the drug laws, and unjustfully empower the police to arrest and imprison people without warrant, evidence, private attorney conferences, access to evidence before trial, based on vaguely and dangerously defined "suspicions" , even for activities as simple as research, "information gathering", as allowed by the hastily and quietly installed Pat Act I -and though they said they wouldn't try to pass it - the passage of the more dangerous Pariot Act II, Bush signed two weeks ago, ( Did you ever hear about it from TV News?) and of course the "Homeland Security Bill", ( an unbelievably Nazi-esque title that went unchallenged),which was designed with the expert advice of not one, but two, former KGB chiefs.

Yep, I really hate football, and most movies, and most commercial TV, and news, entertainment programming, and the powers behind them. The same that are binding America and our minds and liberty,stealing our souls, our children, our future, effectively, steadily, methodically as the Liliputions bound Gulliver. ( And oh yes, the Gulliverian references to Opium control is VA-re applicable. Take a look at Bush'/CIA interests from South America, to Vietnam, to Afghan, at the new drug flood in Iraq, that arrived soon after the troops did. Also have a look at what ethnic groups own most of the hotels, motels, convenience stores, in the US? Where'd they get the front money? Or how can they possibly make a living on nickel and dime corner stores?) WAKE UP GULLIVER!

Yep, I really hate football and drugs.---And , would you look again at that word -"PROGRAMMING"?

All For NOW and in The Spirit Of Christ V. Smith

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Having to tell your parents you're gay.



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But I thought that was the worst part about being a leftist...

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t was back last October, I believe it was. We was going to hold a tent service off at this college town, and we got there about dinner time on Saturday. Different ones of us thought that we ought to get us a mouthful to eat before we set up the tent. So we got off the truck and followed this little bunch of people through this small little bitty patch of woods there, and we came up on a big sign that says, "Get something to Eat Here."

I went up and got me two hot dogs and a big orange drink, and before I could take a mouthful of that food, this whole raft of people come up around me and got me to where I couldn't eat nothing, up like, and I dropped my big orange drink. Well, friends, they commenced to move, and there wasn't so much that I could do but move with them.

Well, we commenced to go through all kinds of doors and gates and I don't know what- all, and I looked up over one of 'em and it says, "North Gate." We kept on a-going through there, and pretty soon we come up on a young boy and he says, "Ticket, please." And I says, "Friend, I don't have a ticket; I don't even know where it is that I'm a-going!" Well, he says, "Come on out as quick as you can." And I says, "I'll do 'er; I'll turn right around the first chance I get."

Well, we kept on a-moving through there, and pretty soon everybody got where it was that they was a-going, because they parted and I could see pretty good. And what I seen was this whole raft of people a-sittin' on these two banks and a-lookin at one another across this pretty little green cow pasture.

Somebody had took and drawed white lines all over it and drove posts in it, and I don't know what all, and I looked down there and I seen five or six convicts a running up and down and a-blowing whistles . And then I looked down there and I seen these pretty girls wearin' these little bitty short dresses and a-dancing around, and so I thought I'd sit down and see what it was that was a-going to happen.

About the time I got set down good I looked down there and I seen thirty or forty men come a-runnin' out of one end of a great big outhouse down there and everybody where I was a-settin' got up and hollered! And I asked this fella that was a sittin' beside of me, "Friend, what is it that they're a-hollerin' for? Well, he whopped me on the back and he says, "Buddy, have a drink!" I says, "Well, I believe I will have another big orange. I got it and set back down.

When I got there again I seen that the men had got in two little bitty bunches down there real close together, and they voted. They elected one man apiece, and them two men come out in the middle of that cow pasture and shook hands like they hadn't seen one another in a long time. Then a convict came over to where they was a-standin', and he took out a quarter and they commenced to odd man right there! After a while I seen what it was they was odd-manning for. It was that both bunchesfull of them wanted this funny lookin little pumpkin to play with. And I know, friends, that they couldn't eat it because they kicked it the whole evenin' and it never busted.

Both bunchesful wanted that thing. One bunch got it and it made the other bunch just as mad as they could be! Friends, I seen that evenin' the awfulest fight that I ever have seen in all my life !! They would run at one -another and kick one- another and throw one another down and stomp on one another and griiind their feet in one another and I don't know what- all and just as fast as one of 'em would get hurt, they'd take him off and run another one on !!

Well, they done that as long as I set there, but pretty soon this boy that had said "Ticket, please." He come up to me and said, "Friend, you're gonna have to leave because it is that you don't have a ticket." And I says, "Well, all right." And I got up and left.

I don't know friends, to this day, what it was that they was a doin' down there, but I have studied about it. I think it was that it's some kindly of a contest where they see which bunchful of them men can take that pumpkin and run from one end of that cow pasture to the other without gettin' knocked down or steppin' in somethin'.