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Monthly Archives: July 2007

On race relations in America

“All he says is, he says he hasn’t got a word to say against colored people as long as they keep their place. He’s always doing things for them–giving them clothes and I don’t know what all. The only thing he says, he says he wouldn’t sit down at the table with one [...]

On the news of Steve Martin’s surprise wedding (warning to the bride)

“By the time you swear you’re his,
Shivering and sighing,
And he vows his passion is
Infinite, undying–
Lady, make a note of this:
One of you is lying.”

Advice to Alberto R. Gonzales

“Should they whisper false of you,
Never trouble to deny;
Should the words they say be true,
Weep and storm and swear they lie.”

War from the loved one’s perspective on the homefront

“you have a whole new life–I have half an old one Your life is so far away from mine, I don’t see how they’re ever going to come back together…I get strained and –frightened, I guess, and I say things I could cut my throat for saying. But you know what I really [...]

War from the Soldier’s perspective

“do you think I want to do this? Do you think I want to be away from you? Do you think that this is what I thought I’d be doing now? In the years–well, in the years when we ought to be together…I can’t talk about it. I can’t even think [...]

On Lindsay Lohan

“What’s the matter with you anyway? Be your age, why don’t you? Have a little drink and snap out of it.”

On the Iraq war

“It’s not the tragedies that kill us, it’s the messes.”

On the announcement that the Bush administration would veto a plan to expand the Children’s Health Insurance Program

“And what are you doing for the children of America?”

On recruiting for the army

“They haven’t the slightest respect for a uniform; they won’t even have mercy on a war groom. He can hear their refreshing little whispers about, ‘Well, I suppose they’ll let anything into the army, these days, just to encourage recruiting.’”

For the soldier

War Song
“Soldier, in a curious land
All across a swaying sea,
Take her smile and lift her hand–
Have no guilt of me
Soldier, when were soldiers true?
If she’s kind [...]