Times Like These, I Almost Think I'll Miss Him

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I think it was the swimming yesterday

That beach volleyball thing was funny, he didn't know what to do with his hands. Too bad he didn't show the same restraint with Chancellor Merkel.

I think he's leaving the Olympics today, or he already left :(
 
That sucks.

Not only was he entertaining, but I figure he could do very little damage from there.
 
In fairness to the idiot he has said a few things that I agree with over the last few weeks. Speaking out againist China's human rights and with regards to Russia.

But that picture is priceless!

I found those comments a bit ironic coming from him, to be honest.
 
The Albertan economy is almost entirely dependent on oil. It is a horribly shortsighted plan for the future, where the province could see a complete economic collapse in 50 years. Albertans have elected moron after moron to office, their education system is horribly underfunded despite the surpluses, and so on.

Nobody has cared to diversify in Alberta. It is obvious to every sentient being on the planet that we are moving away from oil, particularly oil which is expensive to refine and pollutes significantly more than regular crude. But this seems to be a foreign concept out in Alberta where the politicians (and to be fair, most of the population) is in la-la land about the future because who the hell cares, they're making lots of $ now.

I think terrible things could come to the province; they may end up worse off than the Maritimes in the end.
 
:lol:

Yes he looked like he wanted to go home during the parade of nations.

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He doesn't look so bored here...poor guy. If he weren't our president and just your average sports fan I wouldn't mind him.

Not that I defend this yahoo at all, but that picture is totally photoshopped.
Look at the edges... looks pasted together to me...don't you think?
 
dedicated to good ole "dubya"

I used to rule the world
Seas would rise when I gave the word
Now in the morning I sleep alone
Sweep the streets I used to own

I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemies eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"

One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of salt, and pillars of sand

I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can't explain
Once you know there was never, never an honest word
That was when I ruled the world
(Ohhh)

It was the wicked and wild wind
Blew down the doors to let me in.
Shattered windows and the sound of drums
People could not believe what I'd become
Revolutionaries Wait
For my head on a silver plate
just a puppet on a lonely string
Oh who would ever want to be king?


I hear Jerusalem bells are ringing
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter won't call my name
Never an honest word
And that was when I ruled the world
(Ohhhhh Ohhh Ohhh)

Hear Jerusalem bells are ringings
Roman Cavalry choirs are singing
Be my mirror my sword and shield
My missionaries in a foreign field
For some reason I can not explain
I know Saint Peter will call my name
Never an honest word
But that was when I ruled the world
Oooooh Oooooh Oooooh
 
Looking at at the images and antics of the last few days in the life of W

could lead one to believe that we have a text book example of alcohol related 'arrested development'.
 
This is the poem that reminds me of Dubya and his henchmen, by Shelley:

OZYMANDIAS

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains: round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
 
:angry: Whatever. Have your fun.

You can go on saying what you will about Bush, but you all will be sorry when the man leaves office in January.

























































:lol: I couldn't even say that with a straight face. According to the Bush countdown clock on my Facebook, there is currently 161 days, 1 hour and 6 minutes left. :hyper:
 
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