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A busted brother!A Broken Token.2 retreads, a fake Indian, and a thief. Nice lineup.
what would you call Cory Booker?
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A busted brother!A Broken Token.2 retreads, a fake Indian, and a thief. Nice lineup.
what would you call Cory Booker?
Boy, now THAT is a murderer's row, isn't it?Bernie Sanders leads in 2020 Democratic primary poll
i'm surprised that Low Energy Al Franken and Crazy Cory Booker are nowhere to be found...
Boy, now THAT is a murderer's row, isn't it?Bernie Sanders leads in 2020 Democratic primary poll
i'm surprised that Low Energy Al Franken and Crazy Cory Booker are nowhere to be found...
A Socialist, a liar, and an idiot. There aren't 4 working brain cells between them.
Time is past for Aesop, Pogo. The world has changed.
There is the story of a young martial arts student who was under the tutelage of a famous master.
One day, the master was watching a practice session in the courtyard. He realized that the presence of the other students was interfering with the young man’s attempts to perfect his technique.
The master could sense the young man’s frustration. He went up to the young man and tapped him on his shoulder.
“What’s the problem?” he inquired.
“I don’t know”, said the youth, with a strained expression.
“No matter how much I try, I am unable to execute the moves properly”.
“Before you can master technique, you must understand harmony. Come with me, I will explain”, replied the master.
The teacher and student left the building and walked some distance into the woods until they came upon a stream. The master stood silently on the bank for several moments. Then he spoke.
“Look at the stream,” he said. “There are rocks in its way. Does it slam into them out of frustration? It simply flows over and around them and moves on! Be like the water and you will know what harmony is.”
The young man took the master’s advice to heart. Soon, he was barely noticing the other students around him. Nothing could come in his way of executing the most perfect moves.
Once on an island far, far to the east-or maybe to the west-there were three brothers. In those days, everyone on that island lived in caves. But the three brothers were not happy about it.
"Why must we live in a cave?" the oldest asked their mother.
"It is because of the Earthquake God," she told them. "If we built a house, he would come to wreck it."
"What if we built a house he couldn't wreck?" said the middle brother.
"No one knows how," said their mother.
"Then we should try and find out," said the youngest.
The brothers all agreed they should build such a house, but they could not agree how. So each set off to the valley to build one of his own.
The oldest brother built his house from stone and mortar. He told himself, "It is as strong as a mountain."
The middle brother built his house from wood and pegs. He said, "It is as strong as a tree."
The youngest brother built his house from bamboo and cord. He said, "It is as strong as the grass."
One day, the Earthquake God came down the mountain. On legs like pillars, he strode up to the oldest brother's house of stone.
"So!" he said. "They try to build houses, do they?"
The Earthquake God stamped his feet. And as he stamped, he shouted,
"EARTH SHAKE!
HOUSE BREAK!"
The earth shook and the house shivered. The mortar cracked and the stones fell down. The Earthquake God laughed.
Somehow, the oldest brother got out safely and ran to his brother's house of wood. But it was not long before the Earthquake God arrived.
"Another one! Well, this one won't last any longer." He stamped his feet and shouted,
"EARTH SHAKE!
HOUSE BREAK!"
The earth shook and the house shuddered. The pegs snapped and the walls leaned over. The Earthquake God laughed.
The two brothers got out quickly and ran to their brother's house of bamboo. But soon the Earthquake God arrived there too.
"Still another! But this one looks weakest of all!" He stamped and shouted,
"EARTH SHAKE!
HOUSE BREAK!"
The earth shook and the house swayed. The cord strained and the bamboo wobbled-but then it sprang back straight!
The Earthquake God frowned. He stamped harder, then harder still. But nothing he did could wreck the bamboo house.
At last, in a fury, he stamped back up the mountain.
The brothers were happy to see him go. But the oldest asked the youngest, "Why did your house stand when ours did not?" And the middle brother said, "Yes, why?"
The youngest brother answered, "You tried to make your houses stronger than the Earthquake God. But I made mine weaker. Whatever bends does not break."
Bernie Sanders leads in 2020 Democratic primary poll
i'm surprised that Low Energy Al Franken and Crazy Cory Booker are nowhere to be found...
Bernie Sanders leads in 2020 Democratic primary poll
i'm surprised that Low Energy Al Franken and Crazy Cory Booker are nowhere to be found...
I agree with you about Al Franken. I never heard of Cory Booker, my Google search indicates he has written a couple of books and so I now see where you're coming from and am inclined to agree there also. I've learned you've got to keep an eye out for those book writers, it is certainly an indication of a politician with future aspirations.
From list my take is the Democrats are in a world of hurt.
Time is past for Aesop, Pogo. The world has changed.
Found it.
There is the story of a young martial arts student who was under the tutelage of a famous master.
One day, the master was watching a practice session in the courtyard. He realized that the presence of the other students was interfering with the young man’s attempts to perfect his technique.
The master could sense the young man’s frustration. He went up to the young man and tapped him on his shoulder.
“What’s the problem?” he inquired.
“I don’t know”, said the youth, with a strained expression.
“No matter how much I try, I am unable to execute the moves properly”.
“Before you can master technique, you must understand harmony. Come with me, I will explain”, replied the master.
The teacher and student left the building and walked some distance into the woods until they came upon a stream. The master stood silently on the bank for several moments. Then he spoke.
“Look at the stream,” he said. “There are rocks in its way. Does it slam into them out of frustration? It simply flows over and around them and moves on! Be like the water and you will know what harmony is.”
The young man took the master’s advice to heart. Soon, he was barely noticing the other students around him. Nothing could come in his way of executing the most perfect moves.
Once on an island far, far to the east-or maybe to the west-there were three brothers. In those days, everyone on that island lived in caves. But the three brothers were not happy about it.
"Why must we live in a cave?" the oldest asked their mother.
"It is because of the Earthquake God," she told them. "If we built a house, he would come to wreck it."
"What if we built a house he couldn't wreck?" said the middle brother.
"No one knows how," said their mother.
"Then we should try and find out," said the youngest.
The brothers all agreed they should build such a house, but they could not agree how. So each set off to the valley to build one of his own.
The oldest brother built his house from stone and mortar. He told himself, "It is as strong as a mountain."
The middle brother built his house from wood and pegs. He said, "It is as strong as a tree."
The youngest brother built his house from bamboo and cord. He said, "It is as strong as the grass."
One day, the Earthquake God came down the mountain. On legs like pillars, he strode up to the oldest brother's house of stone.
"So!" he said. "They try to build houses, do they?"
The Earthquake God stamped his feet. And as he stamped, he shouted,
"EARTH SHAKE!
HOUSE BREAK!"
The earth shook and the house shivered. The mortar cracked and the stones fell down. The Earthquake God laughed.
Somehow, the oldest brother got out safely and ran to his brother's house of wood. But it was not long before the Earthquake God arrived.
"Another one! Well, this one won't last any longer." He stamped his feet and shouted,
"EARTH SHAKE!
HOUSE BREAK!"
The earth shook and the house shuddered. The pegs snapped and the walls leaned over. The Earthquake God laughed.
The two brothers got out quickly and ran to their brother's house of bamboo. But soon the Earthquake God arrived there too.
"Still another! But this one looks weakest of all!" He stamped and shouted,
"EARTH SHAKE!
HOUSE BREAK!"
The earth shook and the house swayed. The cord strained and the bamboo wobbled-but then it sprang back straight!
The Earthquake God frowned. He stamped harder, then harder still. But nothing he did could wreck the bamboo house.
At last, in a fury, he stamped back up the mountain.
The brothers were happy to see him go. But the oldest asked the youngest, "Why did your house stand when ours did not?" And the middle brother said, "Yes, why?"
The youngest brother answered, "You tried to make your houses stronger than the Earthquake God. But I made mine weaker. Whatever bends does not break."
There it is -- Aesop again, in different words. And you were right when you posted them.
I took the trouble to find those words because it's obvious you're the only one in this thread intelligent enough to understand them.
See, I think that’s stupid. What would it have accomplished if Bernie had publically complained about the DNC’s meddling? Nothing. People would be annoyed by it and call whining.Bernie would be sitting as POTUS if he had not have caved to BLM taking the stage, then groveling for Hillary when she stole his votes.
Bernie has good intentions...but he is a wuss. He proved that all by himself. We do not need a wuss in the White House.
Bernie would have turned us into VenezuelaBernie would be sitting as POTUS if he had not have caved to BLM taking the stage, then groveling for Hillary when she stole his votes.
Bernie has good intentions...but he is a wuss. He proved that all by himself. We do not need a wuss in the White House.
BS. Bernie thought about a third party run until the DNC sent him a package labeled "Scalia's Pillow"See, I think that’s stupid. What would it have accomplished if Bernie had publically complained about the DNC’s meddling? Nothing. People would be annoyed by it and call whining.Bernie would be sitting as POTUS if he had not have caved to BLM taking the stage, then groveling for Hillary when she stole his votes.
Bernie has good intentions...but he is a wuss. He proved that all by himself. We do not need a wuss in the White House.
He threw his support behind Hillary because he knew she was up against a moron like Trump. Obviously she is the lesser of two evils
Hillary in 2020.
Campaign slogan can be "Third times a charm".
Bernie Sanders leads in 2020 Democratic primary poll
i'm surprised that Low Energy Al Franken and Crazy Cory Booker are nowhere to be found...