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Kennebunkport Hillbilly
Editor's Note: We received this wonderful little ditty through an on-line

reader that forwarded this via e-mail.  Like any timeless song, it pretty

much 'says it all'.
Sing this to the tune of The Beverly Hillbillies theme  song.
Come and

listen to my story 'bout a boy named  Bush.

His IQ was zero and his head was up his tush.

He drank  like a fish while he drove all about.

But that didn't

matter 'cuz his  daddy bailed him out.

DUI, that is.

Criminal  record.

Cover-up.
Well, the first thing you know little  Georgie goes to Yale.

He can't spell his name but they never let him  fail.

He spends all his time hangin' out with student  folk.

And that's when he learns how to snort a line

of  coke.

Blow, that is.

White gold.

Nose  candy.
The next thing you know

there's a war in  Vietnam.

Kin folks say, "George, stay at home with  Mom."

Let the common people

get maimed and scarred.

We'll  buy you a spot in the Texas

Air Guard.

Cushy, that   is.

Country clubs.

Nose candy.
Twenty years later

George gets a little bored.

He trades in the booze, says that Jesus  is his

Lord.

He says, "Now the White House is the place I wanna  be."

So he calls his

daddy's friends and they call the  GOP.

Gun owners, that is.

Falwell.

Jesse Helms.
Come November 7, the election ran late.

Kin  folks say "Jeb, give the boy your state!"

"Don't let  those colored folks get into the polls."

So they put up  barricades so they couldn't punch their holes.

Chads, that  is.

Duval County.

Miami-Dade.
Before the votes  were counted five Supremes stepped in.

Told all the voters "Hey,  we want George to win."

"Stop counting votes!" was

their solemn invocation.

And that's how George finally got his  coronation.
Rigged, that is.

Illegitimate.

No moral  authority.
Y'all come vote now.

Ya hear?
Paid for by the Katherine Harris Foundation

for  Corrective Plastic Surgery.

Memo to President Shrub:

Trouble Ahead, Trouble Behind
Hail to the Thief

If You Think We'll Forget

You're Out of Your Mind
Ashcroft's Mindset
 
Dear Review:
Is this the person we want as Chief Law Enforcer of the United States ?

This information comes from the book "Drug Warriors and Their Prey: From

Police Power to Police State."
Exhibit A in this book is Missouri -- Ashcroft's home state and legislation he

proposed. In the index: Ashcroft, John.  81-82, 84-85, 145. It reads:

"Under that legislation, if a teen were caught with a marijuana cigarette

in a shopping mall, the teen's entire family would be evicted from public

housing."

Ashcroft also demanded that driver's licenses be revoked if a person was

simply arrested on suspicion of using marijuana.  He said no trial should

be necessary; accusation by a police officer should be sufficient grounds

for punishment.
Ashcroft in 1992 would have converted a third misdemeanor marijuana

possession offense into a felony.
All this at a time when our country is supposed to start moving towards a

sane drug policy?
Sincerely,
Curtis List

Bridgeport
 
 
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