I watch the ripples change their size
But never leave the stream
Of warm impermanence
And so the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same
And these children that you spit on
As they try to change their worlds
Are immune to your consultations
They're quite aware of what they're goin' through

Sunday, August 9, 2009

It's Whack-a-mole Hunting Season

New kid with the ads, 60 Plus Association. And a SourceWatch article on them. The astroturf is growing thick underfoot.

That 60 Plus is spewing the same crap that Sarah Palin decided to fart out, yeah, it's time to get hip wadders.

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