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Michael Hopping—formerly a “North Carolina community mental health physician”—in the Asheville Citizen-Times:
When Bush smilingly offered our Baghdad troops a platter of plastic turkey that Thanksgiving, his approval ratings rose.
This myth just won’t die, will it? August 30—begin planning!—marks 1,000 days of Turkey Madness. That’s longer than the remainder of George W. Bush’s presidency.
Christ, I have no idea what has happened to North Carolina. They, I think have the Bi-Polar ailment, as they have A Michael Hopping, they also had A Eric Rudolph, a recently sentenced abortion clinic bomber.
Then again, they do have Islamists in the University system. One was Sami al Arian, who did not get the justice he deserved (he’s paying a fine and being deported) for helping fund Islamic terror, namely those idiot name of the day terror groups within the Bedouins called Palestinians, who kill and have killed Israelis for years.
There were other Islamists that went to schools in North Carolina, will have to dig for their names.
So maybe NC, is actually Tri-Polar.
It’s been my experience that people in mental health could use some.
Posted by Kyda Sylvester on 2006 07 12 at 02:17 PM • permalinkSo maybe NC, is actually Tri-Polar.
That certainly is true in the Tri-Angle.
Posted by Kyda Sylvester on 2006 07 12 at 02:23 PM • permalinkMichael Hopping is a freelance writer who lives in the Riceville area. He formerly was a North Carolina community mental health physician. . . up until that time, not long ago, when, at three o’clock in the morning, they caught him cutting the Lancet into little paper turkeys, while whistling the theme from the old “Rocky and Bullwinkle” cartoon series.
Seriously, El Cid, I share your wonderment at what has happened in North Carolina - my beloved home state. Probably has something to do with all them “furriners”, from places like Pakistan and Russia and New Jersey.
Indeed, a dim milestone will soon be reached.
Posted by andycanuck on 2006 07 12 at 02:43 PM • permalinkAugust 30—begin planning!—marks 1,000 days of Turkey Madness.
And here’s the perfect gift for the occasion.
Probably has something to do with all them “furriners”, from places like Pakistan and Russia
True as well as other type ‘stans. Russia, hmmmm. Wonder if iampeter is there…lol
and New Jersey
That my virtual friend, is funny. Thank God no Massachusetts’ians, they’d have tunnels collapsing all over hell, NC has a few.
Young ladies left in cars in bodies of water, too.
Use ta’ traipse around them there Western, NC mountains many years ago. Since I live on one in TN, not any longer…:).
Runnin through them mountains with a flat head Ford, staying miles in front of them
thieving gummint revenooersActually, my pa was one of them “thieving gummint revenooers”, and was the man who arested Junior Johnson (as he said many times afterwards, “I’m the only man to catch Junior Johnson, but I had to do it on foot”).
What a hoot! You know, I’m new at this computer stuff, and my experience on the web is via webtv (which is wholly inadequate).
I loved my WebTV! Switching over to the Net during commercials, surfing the Net while stretched out on the couch - it was awesome! They could easily address its limitations - I think a total integration of TV and computer would be superb. Why this hasn’t happened I can’t fathom.
Where do you folks find this stuff?
Serendipity. I was Googling “Bush plastic turkey”.
paco
Actually, my pa was one of them “thieving gummint revenooers”, and was the man who arrested Junior Johnson (as he said many times afterwards, “I’m the only man to catch Junior Johnson, but I had to do it on foot”).
WOW…just the other evening flipping through cable channels, they had the Junior Johnson kinda’ bio, tying it in with the birth of NASCAR…and I just may have seen your Dad. Johnson said when he found out he could make as much or more money, racing as haulin’, he quit haulin’.
They showed Johnson handcuffed, walking to his court date, phalanxed by gummint, folks. Of course they also showed his main runnin’ machine, that made those runs…and then they had the brilliant idea to put a number on the car…voila NASCAR.
But hell, you know that…really odd how typing on the net, on a Blog owned and operated by a hell of a guy in OZ, that people of all stripes connect.
Oh thank you, DaveS, I must have this. It will be the perfect companion piece to my George W. Bush US President/Naval Aviator action figure that commemorates the “Mission Accomplished” carrier landing. Two episodes that will reign supreme in the legendary annals of Chimpy McBu$hhitler.
Great idea about having Thanksgiving dinner, Rebecca (remember the first time Tim made turkey? heh heh).
Posted by Kyda Sylvester on 2006 07 12 at 07:57 PM • permalinkN. Carolina is welcoming another foreigner, a Formula One driver who is about to become a NASCAR driver, Juan Pablo Montoya.
He’s from Colombia, and they really need fast cars down there. But he’s one foreigner who gets it. When asked why he is leaving F1 competition for NASCAR, he said he wanted to do some “real racing.” In fact, as soon as Montoya spoke about his plans to drive in NASCAR in 2007, McLaren-Mercedes dropped him immediately. Like yesterday.
Zoe Brain
Maybe we should just send them a picture of Bush actually serving turkey at the time.
Great picture, but you see the pic was shot in one of the backrooms at the White House.
You can clearly see the ‘soldiers’ are mannequins dressed in surplus military uniforms.
The left has an explanation for everything.
#23: My father told me that Junior had pretty much got out of the moonshine business, but had gone to help his father at the latter’s still - unfortunately for Junior, it turned out that that was the day of the raid. Dad said that another agent actually went into a shack or shed of some kind first where Junior was busy, and he heard the agent say, “Junior, put down that shovel!” The next thing Dad heard was a loud “THwaaaannggg!”, as Junior connected with the agent. He then took off out of the shed, but my father pursued him and caught him (I believe as he was trying to get over a fence). Years later, Junior and my father co-operated on a piece in one of the car magazines (Motor Trend, I think, or maybe it was Car & Driver) which represented a retrospective look at bootlegging and its connection to stock car racing.
Was there a freeze-frame, paco, between when the agent said, “Junior, put down that shovel!” and the “THwaaaannggg!”, with your dad hearing someone say, “Well, it looks like Junior is in a mess o’ trouble and the General Lee’s nowhere in sight”?
Posted by andycanuck on 2006 07 13 at 09:21 AM • permalink
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Done. I’ve got a rubber Bushitler chew toy, my wife’s niece’s Barbie dinnerware and plastic food ready to go. I don’t think said wife will get the joke, being a closet communist and all, though.