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Posted by Kerry Burgess at 8:25 PM
Tuesday, October 08, 2019
Hey Man Nice Shot
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The song was written about the public suicide of Pennsylvania state treasurer R. Budd Dwyer on January 22, 1987. Dwyer had been convicted on bribery charges in December 1986, and was expected to receive a long sentence from U.S. District Court Judge Malcolm Muir. Professing his innocence and decrying the legal system, Dwyer shot himself with a .357 Magnum during a press conference.
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Rainbow Six Hardcover – August 3, 1998
by Tom Clancy (Author)
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Hardcover: 738 pages
Publisher: G.P. Putnam's Sons (August 3, 1998)
Rainbow Six (1998) - Tom Clancy
(from internet transcript)
CHAPTER 11
INFRASTRUCTURE
Their goddamned pipeline is a bleeding scar on the face of Alaska, an ugly, jagged steel line crossing the most beautiful land on the face of the earth, an affront to Nature Herself and what for? So that people could drive motor vehicles, which further polluted the planet merely because lazy people didn't want to walk to work or ride bicycles or horses. (Mayflower didn't reflect on the fact that he'd flown to Washington to deliver his plea instead of riding one of his Appaloosa horses across the country, and that his rented car had been parked on West Executive Drive.) Everything the oil companies touched, they ruined, he thought. They made it dirty. They sullied the very earth itself, removing what they thought of as a precious resource here, there, and everywhere, whether it was oil or coal, gashing the earth, or poking holes into it, sometimes spilling their liquid treasure because they didn't know and didn't care about the sanctity of the planet, which belonged to everyone, and which needed proper stewardship. The stewardship, of course, required proper guidance, and that was the job of the Sierra Club and similar groups, to tell the people how important the earth was, and how they must respect and treat it. The good news was that the President's Science Advisor did understand, and that she did work in the White House Compound, and did have access to the President.
"Carol, I want you to walk across the street, go into the Oval Office, and tell him what has to be done."
"Kevin, it's not that easy."
"Why the hell not? He's not that much of a dunce, is he?"
"He occasionally has a different point of view, and the oil companies are being very clever about this. Look at their proposal," she said, tapping the report on the table. "They promise to indemnify the entire operation, to put up a billion dollar bond in case something goes wrong for God's sake, Kevin, they even offer to let the Sierra Club be on the council to oversee their environmental protection programs!"
"And be outnumbered there by their own cronies! Be damned if they'll co-opt us that way!" Mayflower snarled. "I won't let anyone from my office be a part of this rape, and that's final!"
"And if you say that out loud, the oil companies will call you an extremist, and marginalize the whole environmental movement-and you can't afford to let that happen, Kevin!"
"The hell I can't. You have to stand and fight for something, Carol. Here is where we stand and fight. We let those polluting bastards drill oil in Prudhoe Bay, but that's it!"
"What will the rest of your board say about this?" Dr. Brightling asked.
"They'll goddamned well say what I goddamned tell them to say!"
"No, Kevin, they won't." Carol leaned back and rubbed her eyes. She'd read the entire report the previous night, and the sad truth was that the oil companies had gotten pretty damned smart about dealing with environmental issues. It was plain business sense. The Exxon Valdez had cost them a ton of money, in addition to the bad public relations. Three pages had been devoted to the changes in tanker safety procedures. Now, ships leaving the huge oil terminal at Valdez, Alaska, were escorted by tugs all the way to the open sea. A total of twenty pollution-control vessels were on constant standby, with a further number in reserve. The navigation systems on every tanker had been upgraded to beyond what nuclear submarines carried; the navigation officers were compelled to test their skills on simulators every six months. It was all hugely expensive, but far less so than another serious spill. A series of commercials proclaimed all of these facts on television-worst of all, the high-end intellectual cable/satellite channels, History, Learning, Discovery, and A&E, for whom the oil companies were also sponsoring new shows on wildlife in the Arctic, never touched upon what the companies did, but there were plenty of pictures of caribou and other animals traversing under the elevated portions of the pipeline. They were getting their message out very skillfully indeed, even to members of the Sierra Club's board, Brightling thought.
What they didn't say, and what both she and Mayflower knew, was that once the oil was safely out of the ground, safely transported through the monster pipeline, safely conveyed over the sea by the newly double hulled supertankers, then it just became more air pollution, out the tailpipes of cars and trucks and the smokestacks of electric power stations. So it really was all a joke, and that joke included Kevin's bitching about hurting the permafrost. At most, what would be seriously damaged? Ten or twenty acres, probably, and the oil companies would make more commercials about how they cleaned that up, as though the polluting end-use of the oil was not an issue at all!
Because to the ignorant Joe Six-pack, sitting there in front of his TV, watching football games, it wasn't an issue, was it? There were a hundred or so million motor vehicles in the United States, and a larger number across the world, and they all polluted the air, and that was the real issue. How did one stop that from poisoning the planet?
Well, there were ways, weren't there? she reflected.
Rainbow Six (1998) - Tom Clancy
(from internet transcript)
CHAPTER 14
SWORD OF THE LEGION
"Yes, this is John Clark," Rainbow Six said into the phone. "Yes, sir. Where is that exactly… I see… how many? Okay. Please send us whatever additional information you receive… No, sir, we cannot move until the host government makes the request. Thank you, Minister." Clark changed buttons on his phone. "Al, get in here. We have some more business coming in."
Rainbow Six (1998) - Tom Clancy
(from internet transcript)
CHAPTER 39
HARMONY
"We're taking a trip here," Clark told him, passing the overheads across the table. "We need a helo and not much else."
"Where the hell is this shithole?"
"Brazil, west of Manaus, on the Rio Negro."
"Some facility," Byron observed, putting on the reading glasses that he hated. "Who built it, and who's there now?"
"The people who wanted to kill the whole fucking world," Clark responded
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Posted by Kerry Burgess at 8:25 PM
Tuesday, October 08, 2019
from my online journal as Kerry Burgess, Mon May 20 18:05:28 2019
The insidious part is what I am guess lately was a two-part process. The first part did some sort of reset damage to my physical brain. Eventually that would wear off, as I theorize today is the reason I'm having this line of thought, so the 2nd step handles that
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"created_at" : "Mon May 20 18:05:28 +0000 2019"
"full_text" : "Initially, all those years ago, I was writing that I was having my memory restored. Now years later I'm thinking that was all backwards. All that thinking was ACTUALLY locking-down those memories that I need today to prove my allegations."
album: "Short Bus" (1995)
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"Hey Man Nice Shot"
I wish I would've met you
Now it's a little late
What you could've taught me
I could've saved some face
They think that your early ending
Was all wrong
For the most part they're right
But look how they all got strong
That's why I say hey man, nice shot
What a good shot man
A man
Has gun
Hey man
Have fun
Nice shot
Now that the smoke's gone
And the air is all clear
Those who were right there
Got a new kind of fear
You'd fight and you were right
But they were just too strong
They'd stick it in your face
And let you smell what they consider wrong
That's why I say hey man nice, nice shot
What a good shot man
A man
Has gun
Hey man
Have fun
Nice shot
I wish I would've met you
I wish I would've met you
I'd say
Nice shot
- posted by Kerry Burgess 8:25 PM Pacific Time Spokane Valley Washington USA Tuesday 10/08/2019
[ excerpt ends Posted by Kerry Burgess at 8:25 PM Tuesday, October 08, 2019 ]
- posted by Kerry Burgess 1:42 PM Pacific Time Spokane Valley Washington USA Friday 10/25/2019
