XPost: rec.drugs.psychedelic, rec.drugs.smart, rec.equestrian
From: rosielle@telusplanet.net
Calm down double the Prozac and have a relaxing bath, you'll feel better in
no time.
wrote in message
news:6899156b.05a78934@usehj.ie...
> You blithering idiots! You re-elected that imbecile George Bush as your
President.
> He's a complete moron and so are most of you!
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> Don't you care what the rest of the world thinks of you? Don't you care
what impact
> American foreign policy has on the rest of the planet? Does Iraq look
like a success
> to anyone? Doesn't it bother you that he's alienated every friend you
have?
> What were you thinking???
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> Prior to this, it was American policy and the American government that was
so universally
> hated around the world. Now it's going to be 'Americans' we hate. More
sympathy
> for Bin Laden... More attacks on American institutions... More isolation.
How blind
> can you dumb rednecks in middle-America be, not to see this?
> -
> If you get hit again, or your economy goes into a deep depression, the
American
> people will be getting exactly what they deserve!
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> [Ignore what follows]
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>
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>
>
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