Dear Senator Brownback: Re: your letter dated 14 February 2008. Senator, I hate to be a pain, but you said, "The companies that assisted the intelligence community did so under assurances from the highest levels of government that the surveillance program was lawful." Senator, supposed that you and your friend Bob were walking down the street. Your friend Bob noticed the keys were in the ignition of a car parked at the curb. Your friend Bob told you that the car was his friend Randy's, and that Randy had told him that he could drive it for a while. Well, the car wasn't Randys' car, it was Georges' car, and George called the cops. And, of course, Bob had talked you into driving. The police arrest you, not Bob... he claimed to be an innocent bystander. Are you guilty because you didn't check Bobs' facts? Should Bob get off scott-free? Or should the judge let both of you go, because there was obviously an erroneous communication there? I think that both you and Bob should pay, because there was a crime committed... you were stupid enough to believe Bob, and Bob was an accessory before, during and after the crime. There was already a process to procure this information... someone should answer why this process was not used. That answer has not been forthcoming from this administration and that, sir, is a crime against the people of this country. This was a reply to our Republican Senator, Sam Brownback, about a letter that I had sent him about the FISA question. I also sent this text to the Topeka Capital-Journal as a Letter to the Editor... don't know if or when they might publish it. It is not coming from an atheistic slant, as my letters usually are, but from a logical one, which both the democratic and republican parties seem to have abandoned. Today was the first real day of the week, most people call it Monday, and it certainly was that, for the most part. Something that I've thought about attaching to my signature, found on the web and embellished: I had talked for about two hours earlier with JD, love that boy. And the other boy too, of course, Tyler. I solved all of JD's love problems, now all he has to do is follow my advice... yeah, right. OK day at work... I got up kinda late, somehow I convinced myself, dreamlike, that the alarm going off somehow meant that sometime in the future that the alarm would go off, and if I just hit that little button that i would acknowledge that fact, and that sometime the "real" alarm would go off. The real alarm never happened, and at about 06:05, I realized how stupid I was to even think that thinking that might even be an excuse. So I got up and then... shit, it was Monday. And it was Monday all day. I got to do 1.5 lung biopsies today... the second one cancelled because the patient in the bed next to our patient coded: the nurse in charge told us it was our patient, and that we should cancel it. Then another nurse called and asked us when we were going to do it, so I sent a transporter up to get the patient. And the patient's family decided that no, we would not be doing it. The room was set up, the supplies were opened.... PsFFFFFttttt. We lost some money on that one. And that's it for today, I think.
subtle on your consciousness....
proclaiming your dream.
Our god is a fun god!
Our god is the one god!
Our god is the sun god!
Ra! Ra! Ra!
Eh... I just had a nice long conversation with Reta, the cousin/lady who helped me so much with Karen... she's doing well, she had a defib/pacer put in recently, but she hasn't named it yet, heh.
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