The Alan Sondheim Mail Archive

June 5, 2003


Love of Country


George Bush fucks everyone in site. He sucks Iraqi stumps. He murders
Iraqi children. He crawls over his daughters wallowing in shit-muck with
very secret service. He is known killer. He keeps M. Hussein for private
pleasure bound and gagged. He can't sleep. His cock is hard with napalm.
He shits on M. Hussein. Suddein chokes and falls over. He thinks. They
both think. Their mouths are full of one another. They hear voices:

"Christ to George Bush. On War, Death and Hell. - www.ezboard.com ... is
evil, not because they kill Communuists, but just because they kill people
... User (12/19/02 1:07:20 am) Reply, Re: Christ to George Bush. On War,
Death and Hell ...  ... its secret police, DINA, to abduct, torture and
kill anyone who opposed the regime. Death squads were active in Chile for
sixteen years. George W. Bush has now ...  ... its secret police, DINA, to
abduct, torture and kill anyone who opposed the regime. Death squads were
active in Chile for sixteen years. George W. Bush has now ...  US Missiles
Rain Death on Iraq. Lance Selfa. September 1993 Revision History. ...
President Clinton claimed the attack was revenge for a plot to kill George
Bush. ...  ... Lord is "SOURCING THE AUTHORITY for the Death Penalty
as ... HAVE SAID, "You have no authority to kill Pilate, killing ...
I will give you the point that George Bush Jr ...  ... President George
Bush was informed about possible plans of international terrorist Osama
bin Laden to capture a US airliner. More details... 11:13 Death ...  ...
WHO: Anti-Death Penalty Activists WHAT: Parody Bush Brothers at ... BEACH:
With the execution of Garry Dean Miller in Texas last night, Governor
George W. Bush ...  ... Letter to George W. Bush on the Eve of War mardi
18 mars Another Death in Palestine ... By Michael Moore, George W. Bush
1600 Pennsylvania Ave ... Dear Governor Bush : ...  ... WHO: Anti-Death
Penalty Activists WHAT: Parody Bush Brothers at ... BEACH: With the
execution of Garry Dean Miller in Texas last night, Governor George W.
Bush ...  ... Osama Bin Laden's guys would love to kill Bush. ... 1849
- Death of Anne Bronte, English novelist and sister ... his unequivocal
victory in Iraq, George Bush can force ...  ... was, until recently, a key
George W. Bush fund-raiser ... If George Dubya will accept funds from
weapons that ... then his newest nickname of Governor Death for turning
...  ... Its leader is George W Bush. Death machine. ... George Bush's
regime will next year spend $396 billion on a war machine whose purpose is
to kill and devastate ...  ... David Lindorff Race and the Death Penalty
in Pennsylvania. ... Ben Tripp Speaking in Tongues: a Guide to Gibberish
in the Age of Bush. ... Matt Vidal George W. Bonaparte. ...  ... 11:15
Israeli soldiers kill 8-year-old An eight ... Come To Russia In April US
President George Bush may arrive ... 2001.12.12 Death squads murder
children in Honduras. ..."

They fall into each others arms. They are death squad. Saddam's sons and
George's daughters violent blond brawn. They will kill Iraq. They will
kill America. They will burn and slaughter. They are dead dead meat.


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Philosophy Text of the Northern Trek


We ran off, it was an exciting escape! We left the ruined snowmobile at
3000 meters and began our slow trek northward. We went passed fallen
ski-lifts, half choked by glaciers, cormorants nesting among the rusted
cables. We continued northward. Anything to escape the wars and slaughters
in the south. In the south, humanity was disappearing; blind animals died
sullenly beneath the noon-day sun. We walked across the upper crusts of
the glacial beds, crevices everywhere. Some disappeared, the rest of us
continued to the station. We hoped for signs of life. We were disappointed
at the ruined station. Corroded batteries were everywhere. The fury had
hit; we thought it stopped elsewhere. Everywhere the planet shuddered; the
obscene auroras with their unearthly colors reflected the future of the
world. "Stop Here" he said. "This is as far as we can go." But the rest of
us left, and continued our trek. He was speaking to himself now, mumbling
and describing the death of billions. Breathless, we approached the frozen
waters of the polar ocean. The last remnants of surface life moved slowly
to the meandering field of true north. Unaware of global precession, our
trek continued, shuddering in our tracks. The nights were harsh with
bioluminescent fury beneath the missiles overhead. They crawled, exploded
across the sky, raining radioactive debris into the frozen north. Metal
fragments burned through the ice in fiery storms. We watched silently,
vowing to remain there, as the ice began to crack. We heard shouts of
"Open water!" over and over again... ...We held on for dear life to the
last vestiges of the polar ice...

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