Politics Lobby 10: On The Move (From Yahoo)

As I pen this missive, Ann_Coulter2 is in the new Paltalk Room, Politics Lobby 10, talking in her inimitable fascist style. Is it Ann? I don't know. It seems, she too, is leaning left these days (maybe, we could only hope).

Thanks to thephoenix (sic) there is a more civil place to run this liberal think tank from. This is an administered room where bots from ovrbearing chatters cannot and will not rule the day.

Paltalk is not Yahoo. I has its advantages and is not tweakable (much yet) like Yahelite, Yazak is to yahoo, though there are alternative program add-ons.

This is room is an exodus from politics lobby 10 in yahoo. And a migration to a new vision of a just, honest, and progressive reality.

We all keep each other informed there and try to take the weight of the world off each others shoulders.

The world is watching, we are watching, and trying to make constructive sense of some progressive action that will benefit all.

A Boy Named Bush

http://www.amiright.com/parody/misc/themesong7.shtml

"The Beverly Hillbillies" Based on the performance by Theme Song
"A Boy Named Bush" Parody by Sharon Krebs
Come and listen to my story 'bout a boy name Bush.
His IQ was zero and his head was up his tush.
He drank like a fish while he drove all about.
But that didn't matter 'cuz his daddy bailed him out.
DUI, that is. Criminal record. Cover-up.

Well, the first thing you know little Georgie goes to Yale.
He can't spell his name but they never let him fail.
He spends all his time hangin' out with student folk.
And that's when he learns how to snort a line of coke.
Blow, that is. White gold. Nose candy.

The next thing you know there's a war in Vietnam.
Kin folks say, "George, stay at home with Mom."
Let the common people get maimed and scarred.
We'll buy you a spot in the Texas Air Guard.
Cushy, that is. Country clubs. Nose candy.

Twenty years later George gets a little bored.
He trades in the booze, says that Jesus is his Lord.
He said, "Now the White House is the place I wanna be."
So he called his daddy's friends and they called the GOP.
Gun owners, that is. Falwell. Jesse Helms.

Come November 7, the election ran late.
Kin folks said "Jeb, give the boy your state!"
"Don't let those colored folks get into the polls."
So they put up barricades so they couldn't punch their holes.
Chads, that is. Duval County. Miami-Dade.

Before the votes were counted five Supremes stepped in.
Told all the voters "Hey, we want George to win."
"Stop counting votes!" was their solemn invocation.
And that's how George finally got his coronation.
Rigged, that is. Illegitimate. No moral authority.
Y'all come vote now. Ya hear?

The List

Someone with too much time on his hands has made a list of chat IDs he didn't like. The result is an 11,000 long list of chatnicks. See if you and your friends are on it!

http://0rg.tripod.com/uhyw/index.blog?entry_id=1026590

Pol 10 took a spin down the list. Some of the roomies didn't make the list and boy were they mad! They are writing and asking to be included. We also found some very old troll names. It was a nice break, all in all, from making policy and battling trolls.