have you ever been lonely?
do you have any fun?
do you ever think of me?
i'm just another one. . .
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- okami
- former US Marine, retired police; in other words, professional babysitter. "Ah's jes' th' ign'nt sonuva po' ol' shahcroppah, yas ah is. . ."
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20081030
20081029
Spirituality Protects Against Depression Better Than Church Attendance
Those who worship a higher power often do so in different ways. Whether they are active in their religious community, or prefer to simply pray or meditate, new research out of Temple University suggests that a person's religiousness – also called religiosity – can offer insight into their risk for depression.
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Substantial Proportion of Female Veterans Report Military Sexual Trauma
According to preliminary research results from the Department of Veterans Affairs, approximately 15 percent of recently returned female veterans utilizing the VA health care system report experiencing sexual trauma during military service.
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20081028
U.S. Suicide Rate Increasing; Largest Increase Seen In Middle-aged White Women
The rate of suicide in the United States is increasing for the first time in a decade, according to a new report from the Johns Hopkins Bloomberg School of Public Health's Center for Injury Research and Policy.
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Patients Seek Financial Aid to Buy Medicine
As the slowing economy swells the ranks of the unemployed -- and uninsured -- more people are getting help from prescription-drug assistance programs normally aimed at providing medications to the poorest Americans.
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Parents in U.S. Can't Always Pay to Cover Kids, Study Says
More than a fourth of uninsured children in the U.S. have a parent with health coverage, according to a study whose authors said it shows private insurance is too expensive for many working families.
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Next president to face 'daunting' threats
No matter who wins the White House, Democrat Barack Obama or Republican John McCain, he’ll be confronted immediately with a series of serious wartime challenges complicated by the worldwide economic meltdown.
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The IDF's New Response Policy vis--vis Hizbollah: How Viable is It?
A lively discussion has developed recently concerning the IDF's new response policy in the event of a renewed confrontation with Hizbollah. An article in Haaretz by Amos Harel; an interview given by GOC Northern Command Gadi Eizencout to Yediot Ahronot; the INSS Insight of early October by Gabriel Siboni; and a forthcoming piece in Strategic Assessment by Giora Eiland are among the recent forums for this debate.
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20081026
Terrorist 'tweets'? US Army warns of Twitter dangers
A draft US Army intelligence report has identified the popular micro-blogging service Twitter, Global Positioning System maps and voice-changing software as potential terrorist tools.
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20081025
Police search for evangelist's alleged enforcer
LITTLE ROCK, Ark. – Seth Calagna recalled lying on the Fort Smith warehouse floor, feeling every strike of the board against his backside as blood oozed onto the winter-cooled concrete.
Calagna told detectives months later that John Erwin Kolbeck, an alleged enforcer for jailed evangelist Tony Alamo, paused after 20 strikes to order another ministry member to pull off the 17-year-old's pants and thermals. Kolbeck slammed the wooden board against the teen's underwear and bare skin until the board finally broke, according to a police report.
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Calagna told detectives months later that John Erwin Kolbeck, an alleged enforcer for jailed evangelist Tony Alamo, paused after 20 strikes to order another ministry member to pull off the 17-year-old's pants and thermals. Kolbeck slammed the wooden board against the teen's underwear and bare skin until the board finally broke, according to a police report.
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Police: McCain volunteer made up robbery story
PITTSBURGH – A McCain campaign volunteer made up a story of being robbed, pinned to the ground and having the letter "B" scratched on her face in what she had said was a politically inspired attack, police said Friday.
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Another dragging death in Texas raises tensions
PARIS, Texas – In a gruesome case with powerful echoes of the dragging death of James Byrd a decade ago, a black man was killed underneath a pickup truck in East Texas and two white men have been charged with murder.
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The Elephant's No Longer in the Room
Jeez, who’s next, Cindy McCain? What with ex-Bush press secretary Scott McClellan's endorsment of Obama, the initial trickle of high-profile Republicans coming out for the Democratic candidate has become something of a steady stream. Rats deserting a sinking ship or principled patriots putting country before party? Here’s a guide to other recent defections.
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20081024
Former Bush press secretary backs Obama
Scott McClellan, President Bush's former press secretary who angered old colleagues with a tell-all book earlier this year, said Thursday he is backing Barack Obama for president.
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20081023
20081022
20081019
l'envoi
i had always thought i lived in hell,
i thought it dark and cold.
i thought i knew all the pain within;
i know better now that i'm old.
for one day as i was studying,
a spirit appeared to me;
something i had never seen before,
nor thought could ever be.
a spirit of the air she was,
with eyes of fiery green;
sunbeams of reddish flame were her hair,
the like i'd never seen.
a delicately graceful butterfly,
a goddess of red and green;
she flew towards me from out of the sky,
a vision of beauty extreme.
she appeared and alit before me,
and shyly, she implored,
she wanted nothing more from me
than my body and mind and soul.
she lived withiin the woods and fields,
she did no animal harm;
all that lived beyond the pale of man
fell prey to her joyous innocent charm.
she loved to romp and frolic,
and enjoyed the storms and rain,
with wind and lightning crashing 'round her,
as she merrily danced and played.
i fell in love with the spirit,
and willingly gave to her
all that i was and am and ever could be,
because she held me with her allure.
we talked and spoke and shared the dreams
and thoughts of infinity;
we spoke to each other night and day
in terms of eternity.
day turned to night, and i fell and fell
ever deeper in love with her;
i had nothing else in mind or heart;
there was only her, 'twas sure.
my heart had been enraptured
by sylphan green and faery gold;
i never wanted to leave her side, and
with her alone grow old.
but one must always tread warily
where spirits are involved;
one never knows what might interest them next;
and you may just be disavowed.
one night i went to meet her,
as we had done for nights and days;
she never did appear to me,
and i waited all night in the haze.
for days and nights and weeks
i searched, but did not find;
i looked through hill and dale and fields and forests,
and treacherous mountainous climes.
the spirit returned to other pursuits,
losing all interest in me. . .
was it real, an illusion, a game or ploy,
or merely a fantasy?
left in doubt, i wonder;
i see nothing else but her.
my days and nights and all my life are spent
only in wanting her.
the spirit had left her mark on me,
in sylphan green and faery red;
she was as good as her promise to me,
as she took my heart and my soul and my head.
i had thought that i had lived in hell;
i know better, now that i'm old:
for i fell in love with a spirit
of emerald green and reddish gold. . .
i thought it dark and cold.
i thought i knew all the pain within;
i know better now that i'm old.
for one day as i was studying,
a spirit appeared to me;
something i had never seen before,
nor thought could ever be.
a spirit of the air she was,
with eyes of fiery green;
sunbeams of reddish flame were her hair,
the like i'd never seen.
a delicately graceful butterfly,
a goddess of red and green;
she flew towards me from out of the sky,
a vision of beauty extreme.
she appeared and alit before me,
and shyly, she implored,
she wanted nothing more from me
than my body and mind and soul.
she lived withiin the woods and fields,
she did no animal harm;
all that lived beyond the pale of man
fell prey to her joyous innocent charm.
she loved to romp and frolic,
and enjoyed the storms and rain,
with wind and lightning crashing 'round her,
as she merrily danced and played.
i fell in love with the spirit,
and willingly gave to her
all that i was and am and ever could be,
because she held me with her allure.
we talked and spoke and shared the dreams
and thoughts of infinity;
we spoke to each other night and day
in terms of eternity.
day turned to night, and i fell and fell
ever deeper in love with her;
i had nothing else in mind or heart;
there was only her, 'twas sure.
my heart had been enraptured
by sylphan green and faery gold;
i never wanted to leave her side, and
with her alone grow old.
but one must always tread warily
where spirits are involved;
one never knows what might interest them next;
and you may just be disavowed.
one night i went to meet her,
as we had done for nights and days;
she never did appear to me,
and i waited all night in the haze.
for days and nights and weeks
i searched, but did not find;
i looked through hill and dale and fields and forests,
and treacherous mountainous climes.
the spirit returned to other pursuits,
losing all interest in me. . .
was it real, an illusion, a game or ploy,
or merely a fantasy?
left in doubt, i wonder;
i see nothing else but her.
my days and nights and all my life are spent
only in wanting her.
the spirit had left her mark on me,
in sylphan green and faery red;
she was as good as her promise to me,
as she took my heart and my soul and my head.
i had thought that i had lived in hell;
i know better, now that i'm old:
for i fell in love with a spirit
of emerald green and reddish gold. . .
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