woensdag 26 september 2007

Who is the new leader of China?

FF lachuh... Telefoongesprek tussen Bush en Rice.

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vrijdag 14 september 2007

The idiot son of an asshole

Over protestsongs gesproken. Een stuk minder subtiel gaat het er aan toe als NOFX (grappig filmpje trouwens) het over 'hun' president heeft, die blijkens deze foto, gemaakt op 9/11, zelfs ondersteboven kan lezen. Misschien vandaar: 'Can he read? No one's really quite sure'.

He's not smart, a C student
And that's after buying his way into school
Beady eyes, and he's kinda dyslexic
Can he read? No one's really quite sure
He signs stuff and he executes people
Maybe that's why, he doesn't have any friends
Cocaine and a little drunk driving
Doesn't matter, when you're the Commander in Chief.

Idiot son of an asshole
He's the idiot son of an asshole
Idiot son of an asshole
He's the idiot son of an asshole

Put on some make-up, turn on the 8-Track,
I'm putting a week back on the shelf,
Suddenly I'm the President, of the United States,
But then I woke up, and realized I'm still me.

He's too dumb, to eat pretzels, apparently smart enough to fix an election.
Moved boldly into the White House,
but most people voted against him.
He likes naps, He really likes naptime, A couple of naps and then a nap and then he's ready for bed,
He may be from Bush decent, but he's always gonna be the unpresident.
Idiot Son Of An Asshole
He's our president!

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zondag 9 september 2007

Onvergetelijke quotes van George W. Bush

Lachen of huilen? Onvergetelijke quotes van George W. Bush.

First, let me make it very clear - poor people aren't necessarily killers.

■ And there's no doubt in my mind, not one doubt in my mind, that we will fail.

■ When I was a kid I remember that they used to put out there in the Old West a wanted poster. It said, Wanted: Dead or Alive.

■ I know the human being and fish can coexist peacefully.

She gave me a look that only a mother could give a child.

■ I promise you I will listen to what has been said here, even though I wasn't here.

■ If this were a dictatorship, it would be a heck of a lot easier - so long as I'm the dictator.

■ Our enemies are innovative and resourceful, and so are we. They never stop thinking about new ways to harm our country and our people, and neither do we.

■ You know, one of the hardest parts of my job is to connect Iraq to the war on terror.

■ The same folks that are bombing innocent people in Iraq were the ones who attacked us in America on September the 11th.

The best way to defeat the totalitarian of hate is with an ideology of hope -- an ideology of hate ... excuse me ... with an ideology of hope.

■ I trust God speaks through me. Without that, I could'nt do my job.

Meer: The 50 Dumbest Things George W. Bush Has Ever Said

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I’m so tired of you America

Ze zijn zeker 30 jaar lang weggeweest, maar af en toe hoor je ze weer: protestsongs. Zoals deze mooie van Rufus Wainwright, Going to a town. Zijn stem houdt ergens in het midden tussen Don McLean en Billy Joel. Luister en huiver.

I’m going to a town that has already been burnt down
I’m going to a place that has already been disgraced
I’m gonna see some folks who have already been let down
I’m so tired of America

I’m gonna make it up for all of The Sunday Times
I’m gonna make it up for all of the nursery rhymes
They never really seem to want to tell the truth
I’m so tired of you, America

Making my own way home, ain’t gonna be alone
I’ve got a life to lead, America, I’ve got a life to lead

Tell me, do you really think you go to hell for having loved?
Tell me, enough of thinking everything that you’ve done is good
I really need to know, after soaking the body of Jesus Christ in blood
I’m so tired of America

I really need to know
I may just never see you again, or might as well
You took advantage of a world that loved you well

I’m going to a town that has already been burnt down
I’m so tired of you, America
Making my own way home, ain’t gonna be alone
I’ve got a life to lead, America
I’ve got a life to lead
I got a soul to feed
I got a dream to heed
And that’s all I need
Making my own way home, ain’t gonna be alone
I’m going to a town that has already been burnt down

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