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<title><![CDATA[Heroes songs ]]></title>
<link>http://dixitkahin.wordpress.com/?p=74</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2008 12:30:13 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[1. What&#8217;s up my bro

2.Makhana

3. Badmash Launde

4. Gurbani

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<p>2.Makhana<br />
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<p>3. Badmash Launde<br />
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<p>4. Gurbani<br />
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<title><![CDATA[Army Costume]]></title>
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<pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2008 09:52:32 +0000</pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[SIMI &amp; ISLAM:  Marriage made in hell.  Evil Anti Indian religion practising what it preaches - violence against innocent civilians, jihad against anything Indian. Indian Muslims are parasites &amp; discrace to India]]></title>
<link>http://sonofmotherindia.wordpress.com/?p=68</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2008 05:10:31 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Whenever you hear of a terrorist act, what is the fact thing which comes into our mind?
Must be Musl]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Whenever you hear of a terrorist act, what is the fact thing which comes into our mind?</p>
<p>Must be Muslims out on another family picnic!</p>
<p>Islam &#38; terror have become synonymous, and for good reason.  While there are renegade groups and individuals in every religion, but Islam has clearly master this art.  Perhaps no other religion has produced more breed of animals to cause maximize damage to the humanity.  With their baby production machine in full speed, the outlook for future appears grim indeed.</p>
<p>Muslim's hatred for India need no explanation.  Despite their fake masks pretending to be wanting peace, it is quite transparent that while they want to utilize what India has to offer, they will not hesitate harming India at the slightest opportunity and pray for PAK to destory India everyday.</p>
<p>Muslims are disgraced member of Indian family, our black sheep who have gone estrayed, and as long as they keep listening to their evil sermons, there can be no hope for a peaceful existance for human in India.  India is becoming just like Israel, contstantly under the threat of yet another bomb explosion in heart of busy sections of the town to ensure maximum causalties.  Only difference is that while great nations of Israel contains Muslims with brutal force, our political leader have sold their souls for sake of securing Muslim vote bank.  With leader like Lalu and Yadav, who need PAK's ISI anyway.  They alone are sufficient to bring India to its knees.</p>
<p>What exactly is being thought on those Friday evening prayers, after which men come out like raging bulls ready to commit violent acts without thoughts and considerations of follow Indians?</p>
<p>Here is what I speculate a typical Friday evening prayer session goes like:</p>
<p>===</p>
<p>It always intrigues me that Muslim bastard's riots and demonstrations always break out <strong>AFTER FRIDAY PRAYER Meetings</strong>, which makes me wonder what exactly is being taught or preached there?</p>
<p>One goes to the temple, church and synagaue to find God and peace.  Normal people feel tranquil, their souls at peace and blessed after praying to their God.</p>
<p>But look at these Muslim bastards - Contrary to feeling peaceful and blessed, they come out of the gates behaving like race horses and acting like rodeo bulls.  Uncontrollable, full of raging energy and ready to destroy whose ever has the misfortune it is to come in their way.</p>
<p>Right after their praying sessions, they spew hate and violence on the street, throwing stones, burning properties.  Published pictures of them exhibit evil so transparent on their face and eyes full of popping blood veins would scare even hearty people.</p>
<p>Contempt for India is well entrenched in these Muslim bastard's minds and deep into their hearts.  Despite the fact they have full freedom, enjoy much higher standard of living then PAK, their love for PAK overwhelms anything.  The fact that whole world looks at PAK like a pirah failed state living on handouts from USA and Europe doesn't bother them. The fact that there is no freedom of religion or speech suits perfectly to their intolerant mentality.</p>
<p>They would complain about the anti beard policy in IAF or any of the pity issues, but are willing to blow people for sake of Islam and PAK without second thought.  In fact, they feel previleged to be granted an oppotunity to blow people and no doubt are celebrating behind closed door with each innocent death.</p>
<p>They have perfect puppet in spineless congress, which will bend backwards to please them, even at the risk of majority's right or national security.  Government had no backbone to take any action, and whatever objections they have is nutralized by hefty bribes from ISI.</p>
<p>Anyway, I have been thinking about what the typical Friday masque session would be like.</p>
<p><strong>From their animalistic, violent and anti India, pro PAK behavior, I have speculated following agenda.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Topic                                                     Time Allocated</strong></p>
<p><strong>Pray to Holy Quran</strong> 20 min</p>
<p><!--[if gte mso 9]&#62;  Normal 0   false false false        MicrosoftInternetExplorer4  &#60;![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]&#62;   &#60;![endif]--><strong><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:&#34;">Desecration</span></strong><strong> of India</strong></p>
<p>Lowering of Tricolor                                            2 min</p>
<p>Stepping on &#38; burning of Tricolor                      15 min</p>
<p>Burning of Bharatmata effigy                              5 min</p>
<p><strong>Chanting </strong></p>
<p>Death to India                                                   10 min</p>
<p>Long live PAK                                                    30 min</p>
<p><strong>Performance Report</strong></p>
<p>Review of current Jihadi projects</p>
<p>Bombing Mission<strong>s </strong> 10 min</p>
<p>Body Counts                                                    10 min</p>
<p><em><strong>Future Projects</strong></em></p>
<p>Jihads                                                             10 min</p>
<p>Bombing Missions                                         10 min</p>
<p><strong>Collections<br />
</strong></p>
<p>For Congress Party                                         10 min</p>
<p>For Jihads                                                       20 min</p>
<p>For bombing missions                                    10 min</p>
<p><strong>Home Work Assignments </strong>5 mins<strong><br />
</strong></p>
<p>Read chapter of book:</p>
<p>"How to rape and kill women and children"<strong> </strong></p>
<p>Read Chapter of book:</p>
<p>"How to build and plant a bomb"</p>
<p><strong>Final Acts </strong></p>
<p>Distribution of PAK Flag                                    10 nin</p>
<p>Instructions for Street riots.                              10 min</p>
<p><strong>Closing Prayers                                    30 min</strong></p>
<p>The agenda summarized here is a pure speculation of-course, however given their rage &#38; violent attitude and behavior afterwards, it's a quite safe bet that these <strong>INDIAN</strong> Muslim Bastards are being fed a good dose of anti India material during the Friday Prayer Meetings in India with plenty of time devoted to cursing India and praying for blessing to PAK.</p>
<p><strong>Bastard behavior #1:</strong></p>
<p class="heading1"><a href="/Delhi_30_killed_as_5_bombs_go_off_in_45_mins/articleshow/3479914.cms" target="_parent">Delhi: 30 killed as 5 bombs go off in 45 mins</a></p>
<p><span class="headingnextag">14 Sep 2008, 0050 hrs IST , RAHUL  TRIPATHI , TNN</span></p>
<p class="normtxt">Within a month and a half of Jaipur, Bangalore and Ahmedabad terror blasts, Delhi was mauled on Saturday leaving 30 people dead and 90 injured.</p>
<p><strong>Bastard behavior #2:</strong></p>
<p><span class="headshow">Muslim airman attacks IAF's anti-beard rule (Times of India, September 12, 2008)</span></p>
<p>http://timesofindia.indiatimes.com/articleshow/3473118.cms</p>
<p><strong>Bastard behavior #3:</strong></p>
<p>SRINAGAR: Raising slogans for freedom, more than 3,000 people joined a protest rally in the city centre here on Friday as part of the Hurriyat's month-long programme to spearhead the 'movement for Azadi'.<br />
(The Times of India, September 13, 2008)</p>
<p>===</p>
<p>It always intrigues me that Muslim bastard's riots and demonstrations always break out <strong>AFTER FRIDAY PRAYER Meetings</strong>, which makes me wonder what exactly is being taught or preached there?</p>
<p>One goes to the temple, church and synagaue to find God and peace.  Normal people feel tranquil, their souls at peace and blessed after praying to their God.</p>
<p>But look at these Muslim bastards - Contrary to feeling peaceful and blessed, they come out of the gates behaving like race horses and acting like rodeo bulls.  Uncontrollable, full of raging energy and ready to destroy whose ever has the misfortune it is to come in their way.</p>
<p>Right after their praying sessions, they spew hate and violence on the street, throwing stones, burning properties.  Published pictures of them exhibit evil so transparent on their face and eyes full of popping blood veins would scare even hearty people.</p>
<p>Contempt for India is well entrenched in these Muslim bastard's minds and deep into their hearts.  Despite the fact they have full freedom, enjoy much higher standard of living then PAK, their love for PAK overwhelms anything.  The fact that whole world looks at PAK like a pirah failed state living on handouts from USA and Europe doesn't bother them. The fact that there is no freedom of religion or speech suits perfectly to their intolerant mentality.</p>
<p>They would complain about the anti beard policy in IAF or any of the pity issues, but are willing to blow people for sake of Islam and PAK without second thought.  In fact, they feel previleged to be granted an oppotunity to blow people and no doubt are celebrating behind closed door with each innocent death.</p>
<p>They have perfect puppet in spineless congress, which will bend backwards to please them, even at the risk of majority's right or national security.  Government had no backbone to take any action, and whatever objections they have is nutralized by hefty bribes from ISI.</p>
<p>Anyway, I have been thinking about what the typical Friday masque session would be like.</p>
<p><strong>From their animalistic, violent and anti India, pro PAK behavior, I have speculated following agenda.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Topic                                                     Time Allocated</strong></p>
<p><strong>Pray to Holy Quran</strong> 20 min</p>
<p><!--[if gte mso 9]&#62;  Normal 0   false false false        MicrosoftInternetExplorer4  &#60;![endif]--><!--[if gte mso 9]&#62;   &#60;![endif]--><strong><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:&#34;">Desecration</span></strong><strong> of India</strong></p>
<p>Lowering of Tricolor                                            2 min</p>
<p>Stepping on &#38; burning of Tricolor                      15 min</p>
<p>Burning of Bharatmata effigy                              5 min</p>
<p><strong>Chanting </strong></p>
<p>Death to India                                                   10 min</p>
<p>Long live PAK                                                    30 min</p>
<p><strong>Performance Report</strong></p>
<p>Review of current Jihadi projects</p>
<p>Bombing Mission<strong>s </strong> 10 min</p>
<p>Body Counts                                                    10 min</p>
<p><em><strong>Future Projects</strong></em></p>
<p>Jihads                                                             10 min</p>
<p>Bombing Missions                                         10 min</p>
<p><strong>Collections<br />
</strong></p>
<p>For Congress Party                                         10 min</p>
<p>For Jihads                                                       20 min</p>
<p>For bombing missions                                    10 min</p>
<p><strong>Home Work Assignments </strong>5 mins<strong><br />
</strong></p>
<p>Read chapter of book:</p>
<p>"How to rape and kill women and children"<strong> </strong></p>
<p>Read Chapter of book:</p>
<p>"How to build and plant a bomb"</p>
<p><strong>Final Acts </strong></p>
<p>Distribution of PAK Flag                                    10 nin</p>
<p>Instructions for Street riots.                              10 min</p>
<p><strong>Closing Prayers                                    30 min</strong></p>
<p>The agenda summarized here is a pure speculation of-course, however given their rage &#38; violent attitude and behavior afterwards, it's a quite safe bet that these <strong>INDIAN</strong> Muslim Bastards are being fed a good dose of anti India material during the Friday Prayer Meetings in India with plenty of time devoted to cursing India and praying for blessing to PAK.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Complicated]]></title>
<link>http://annielives.wordpress.com/?p=21</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2008 04:14:27 +0000</pubDate>
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Part 1 (His P.O.V.)
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He waited at the crosswalk for the signal. ]]></description>
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Part 1 (His P.O.V.)<br />
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<p><span style="font-size:medium;">He waited at the crosswalk for the signal. Without effort or forethought, his mind turned to her. He knew it was complicated. It was foolish. It was wrong. Still, the attraction was there. There was no denying it. It lingered there - teasing them, taunting them, testing his loyalty, questioning her integrity, ripping apart his sanity, her composure.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">He longed for a feeling he hadn’t known for a very long time. He wanted to be ravaged with the intensity and screaming desperation of a rabid animal. He wanted to share in the hunger and the madness and the mystique of this other woman. And suddenly, she was there.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">He pulled her away from the curb, absolutely astonished at her timely appearance. He sunk his hands into her auburn hair and pulled her to him, holding her, inhaling her, not caring what the people on the street must think. He took her in his arms and took just a moment to brush the hair out of her eyes. She made him so insanely happy again.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">He leaned down and kissed the top of her head, then her ear, her cheek, and once again - found her lips. And he was amazed that she let him hold her, kiss her, burn through her like no one had ever done. He was so lost in her that he barely heard the words, “Hey buddy, the light changed. If you’re not going, get out of the way.” Grimacing, he stepped off the curb and crossed the street.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">He forced himself back to the mundane reality of his pathetic life. He made it to the restaurant, gave his name and waited for the table to be ready - and waited to see if she’d really show at 2:00 p.m. - thirty minutes from now. He’d arrived early. He knew he wanted her more than he had ever wanted any other woman. She was the only thing he was sure of right now.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">He wanted to touch her, to taste her, devour her, and then, at last, he would be inside her. He knew with her there would be no holds barred, no uncomfortable moment, no barriers at all. She would take him to the brink of insanity, and then, lost in denial, he’d slip over the edge. “Sir, your table’s ready.” The vacant look on his face slowly recovered and he acknowledged the hostess. “What?”, he managed. “I said your table is ready sir, are you all right?” He nodded and stood up. The waitress took off, away from the picture window and into the room. He followed her to the table.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">From across the street, she watched him stand up and make his way towards the table. It was 1:45. Now, she knew the same thing he had been thinking earlier. It was complicated. It was foolish. It was wrong. And she walked away.</span></p>
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Part 2 (Her P.O.V.)<br />
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<p><span style="font-size:medium;">They met at a social function in the ballroom of a hotel. Christmas decorations were up and the evening air was absolutely electric. As people were bustling around her, she fought to get the olives on her shiny plastic plate with the over sized tongs. She kept them from rolling everywhere but some strategically placed cubes of cheese. Proud of her small accomplishment, she was momentarily oblivious to the world.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">She came back to reality with a jolt, not caused by the commotion around her, but by one lone pair of eyes, quietly regarding her. He stood at quite a distance, but she could still see his expression. Amusement. His smile told her how entertained he was by the cheese and olive war she had currently waging on her plate. Not even sure why, she flushed with embarrassment so strong - it colored down to her soul.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">She felt the immediate and mighty urge to swing swiftly around, but her mind worked faster than her body. In less than a second, she had already envisioned the scene - her spinning around and subsequently losing the war to both the olives and the cheese. Which would be fine, she told herself, but not in front of him. She wouldn’t allow him the pleasure of watching one more display at her expense. With much effort, she s-l-o-w-l-y turned around and calmly (on the outside) made it back to her table. She sat down with her coworkers. No one even noticed. She had become invisible once again.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">When she coaxed within her - the nerve to look over his way, he wasn’t there any longer. Her eyes desperately searched the room, eventually finding him seated at another banquet table, not nearly far enough away to give her comfort. Their eyes met. She hadn’t had time to look away. He smiled. What could she do? She smiled back. He subtly tipped his glass in a toast shared only between them. This made her blush. She nodded, almost imperceptibly, and looked away. She was terrified, but still longing to look over just one more time. It was disconcerting to look at him, and know - absolutely know - that they both wanted to take each other to bed. She had already been undressed in his eyes, but that wasn’t what embarrassed her. It was the fact - he knew she’d done the same.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">Did he also know her first vision of him, across the room, included wine and grapes and some of those damn cubes of cheese? He couldn’t know what a sap she was! He couldn’t know about the romance novel stuffed down in her purse under the wallet and Kleenex, the one under the car seat, the ones littered throughout her apartment. She had waited for someone to look at her like he was doing all of her life. Twenty-eight years. Instead, she’d been invisible.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">It was when she couldn’t take this line of thought anymore that she went out onto the patio. Just like in the movies. She stood looking out at the lights of the city, out at nothing, and he was there. He put his hand on the small of her back, and as she turned, he slipped his hand into her long auburn hair. That was it. That was all it took. He said, “My God, My God, where did you come from? How?” And he kissed her. And she let him.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">The noise from the party started to move towards the patio. He said, “Friday, two o’clock, Angelo’s. I’ve got to see you again. I’ve got to.” And he was gone. The last thing she saw, as he walked away from her, was the Christmas lights reflect on his wedding band. And it cut her to the bone. There she stood - her knees weak, her lipstick faded, unable to speak, or think, or talk. Her coworkers stepped out onto the patio, laughing and carrying on. Her entire world had just begun and ended in the same moment. As usual, they didn’t notice.<br />
Friday was six days away. She had time to think this through, time to decide. Maybe his wife was in a wheelchair, on her deathbed with cancer or lupus or something really bad. Maybe they were separated. Maybe, maybe she had died and he just still wore the ring.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">And maybe she should get a big “L” tattooed on her forehead. She didn’t know what to do. She’d had boyfriends, she’d had lovers, but this man - his eyes. My God - for the first time she realized she didn’t even know his name. Just like a movie. This rendezvous, if you will, was the craziest thing she’d ever done, well, thought about doing… Not just the craziest, also the stupidest. Definitely the most immoral. She made herself go to Angelo’s on Tuesday, for a late dinner, just to check it out. Her heart told her - he was her soul mate. Her head told her - she was an idiot.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">On Friday, she got there at 1:00 p.m. She walked in. She walked right back out. Across the street was a pub called O‘Malley’s. She thought to herself, “just like in the movies.” She got a table by the window and watched. And waited. And worried.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">He walked up to the door around 1:30, nearly half an hour early. He was ambling slowly, seemed preoccupied. He even aimlessly bumped a stranger in passing. Her mind panicked. She thought, “maybe he’s taking his time, just coming to let me down easy, because we’d made plans… Maybe it’s a setup and we’ll go to a hotel and (you know) and then all his friends will jump out of the closet, laughing and laughing, at me - the joke… Maybe he already had an appointment, that’s why he told me Angelo’s at two. He knew he’d be there. He won’t remember me. He won’t even recognize me. I’ll just be invisible again.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">She watched him move away from the window, following the waitress to the table. Their table? Maybe he is my soul mate. Maybe it was really a class ring. But she knew the truth in her heart. She stepped out of O‘Malley’s and watched as he faded from view through Angelo’s window. She knew this was complicated. It was foolish. It was wrong. As she turned her eyes into the sunlight, squinted, and walked down the street, she walked away, not knowing the rest of the story . . . .</span></p>
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Part 3    (past, present, future &#38; the waitress)<br />
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<p><span style="font-size:medium;">The waitress led him to the table and he sat down, facing the room. It was 1:45. His mind was racing and he was beginning to feel ill. He thought about ordering a drink to calm his nerves and realized that was the worst thing he could do. He would not let himself resort to a sorry crutch that his wife had used for years. A crutch that had ended up taking a life, two years ago. Instead, he ordered a chocolate milk, large. The waitress gave him a funny look, but walked away with her notepad. This was his story.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">He was 35 and had been married for 17 years. They got married the summer after they graduated from high school, so she could live with him when he went overseas for the military. She got a clerical job at the embassy. Things had been good. But they were so young then. And clueless.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">They found out she was pregnant just before returning to the states, so the welcome back party was for two and a half. When they came back, his parents showed them a nice sized house about thirty minutes away from them. Her parents were only about an hour. They stayed with his parents until they closed on it and moved in to their new place excited and expecting. Four months later, their son was born.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">It took a long time for him to realize that things had gone sour. He tried to get home often, but was gone at least two days every week, sometime three or four. Once, when he came home, the baby was screaming and she was passed out on the couch. Whatever was left of the bottle of vodka, had seeped into the carpet.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">He got her to bed, let her sleep it off and sober up. He thought one of her parents must have died, or something tragic. She said the baby wouldn’t stop crying and she couldn’t take being alone all the time. From that day on, things changed.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">He called her brother and told him move his family out of his apartment and move in with them, rent free. The house had room, and a big yard. He respected his wife’s privacy, so he never told her brother why. And besides, the problem seemed to go away. His mom had experienced postpartum depression, so he was not going to be an insensitive jerk.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">His wife was thrilled to have family nearby, and help with the baby, and she wasn’t alone anymore. Three years later, the family next door put their house up for sale, and her brother snatched it up in a heartbeat. So, family was near family.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">Life went on pretty smoothly from then on. She seemed happy. He never found her drunk, passed out, or the boy in harmed in any way. Except for a few bruises, but you know, boys will be boys. He was home more than half of every week and she never complained about anything that had happened during the time he was gone. He thought everything was under control.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">While he was at the base, he got a phone call from the hospital. His son, seven years old, had fallen and injured his face and ribs. They were wiring his broken jaw back together. He rushed to the hospital and was greeted by his brother-in-law. His wife was not there.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">Dismayed, he had to sit down when his brother-in-law whispered quietly to him, “She’s sleeping it off. She’ll be fine. She must have been so upset to find him hurt like that. I guess he fell and hit the coffee table? She must have went into shock. I came over and nobody answered when I knocked on the door, so I let myself in.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">“She was sitting on the couch, staring at the wall. There was some vodka on the table. He was lying on the floor there. I thought he must be dead. By God. But he wasn’t. He was fine. I mean, he’ll be fine. It’s not too serious. I guess if I must’ve thought he was dead, lord, what must have been going through her mind.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">He didn’t know how to respond. He could only give a blank stare and look straight ahead, his eyes boring right through the wall. His mind was racing, trying to put this picture together. He didn’t want to believe the worst. He wanted to have complete faith and trust in his wife, and believe every word he’d just heard. He heaved a heavy sigh as he stared at their past, at that day years ago he’d come home by surprise.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">For the first time, it hit him. He’d come home by surprise. In all this time, that had never occurred to him before. He wasn’t supposed to be home until the next day, but he’d finished early. Did that have any bearing? The picture forming in his mind was scaring him to death. Her brother was saying something to him.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">“What? I’m sorry I was somewhere else.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">“Oh, that’s okay, bud. I said that was one heavy sigh of relief there. I’m so glad the doc said he’ll be okay. You know, I have to go pick up the kids from the old lady across the street. If you need anything, call or knock.” And he was gone.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">Sitting there, waiting for the doctor, reviewing their entire marriage, looking for clues to reassure him, or clues to unmask a lie - looking for the truth, not knowing which way to look. His questions were answered when the nurse called him aside. They went into some kind of private area. She asked him where he was when this happened. And how many injuries his son had had before. The line of questioning was really a line of attack.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">He told her he hadn’t been home, he’d been on the base when it happened. He thought his son had fallen on their coffee table. She gave him a doubtful look and gave him the name of a social worker who would be coming by to see them. That’s when they started counseling. And bit by bit, the sad truth unfolded. Here is his wife’s story, as recorded, in her own words:</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">“I didn’t think I had a problem. Not at first. My parents always had a stocked bar. I’d sneak drinks because I thought I was being cool, being rebellious. My mom and dad always seemed to have a cocktail with dinner, or in the evening. It was no big deal. I only drank on occasion. When I drank too much, I told Mom I was too sick to go to school. She never suspected a thing.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">“When we were married, I still had it under control. I only drank enough to feel calm. I hid the bottle behind the household cleaners under the kitchen sink. I really tried to stop when I got pregnant, and I was so proud of myself. I guess, subconsciously, I did know I had a problem, or why would I have been proud?</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">“After the baby was born, sometimes I just couldn’t handle the pressure. The day he came home and found me drunk, I was so filled with shame. I didn’t tell him it was a longtime habit. How could I tell him when I’d kept it a secret for so long? And I was sure, after that, I could change - without any help from anyone. And I did pretty well, at keeping the fact that I couldn’t stop a secret.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">“The nurse thought I’d hurt him on purpose, that I was an abusive parent, but that’s just not true. I never hit him once. Not ever. Sometimes, he was just so hard to handle. I didn’t want to say anything, because I wanted to be strong enough to handle it myself. I didn’t want to lean on anyone, my husband or my brother or anyone. Sometimes, when he would cry, I would shake him and tell him to stop. I never meant to give him bruises.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">“And that day he broke his jaw, I didn’t hit him. He came home early from his friend’s house. They’d had a disagreement over sharing. I was so frustrated, because this was my time. My bottle of vodka was on the end table. I yelled at him, because I thought he needed to learn to get along with people, if he was going to make it in this world. He cried and cried. I started to shake him to tell him to stop it. It was making my head explode with pain. He turned to run away from me and fell hard against the table, then slipped to the floor.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">“I panicked. I thought he was dead. I ran to him, myself crying by this time, and I felt his neck. He was still alive, thank God. I didn’t think he was hurt at all. My mind was so muddled, and the quiet was such a relief. I just sat down for a minute. It seemed like a minute.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">“I swear if I’d known his jaw was broken, I’d have called 911. But I couldn’t tell that by looking. God, I don’t know what I’ll do if I lose him, either one of them. Please, I’ll do anything. Please, God. Whatever you want. Just don’t take my family away from me. “</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">Whimpering, she finished, “please, I’ll do anything you want.” She was crying. Her husband, also in tears, reached out and held her. He didn’t want to lose her. He loved her. He loved his son. He knew she wasn’t mean, she was just sick. People understood these things now. Their whole family would get help.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">The social worker was pleased, but wary. He took a leave of absence to stay home with his boy. His wife entered rehab and was gone for several months. The secret was out, now things could get better. And they did. She stayed clean and sober,</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">After eight years in the military, he left and worked with his dad, who had a general contracting company. It wasn’t the work he was used to, but it was a nice change and it allowed them all to be together - and be a family.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">One day, when their boy was 11 years old, she got a phone call. Her parents were getting divorced. Her mom was devastated, they had been married thirty-two years. Her dad wanted to marry his 23 year old secretary, who was pregnant with his baby. She talked to her mom for over an hour, and told her husband she had to go be with her. That wasn’t the truth. Her mom was flying to Key West to think this whole thing out. On her dad’s credit card, of course. She didn’t stumble in until after midnight, staggering her way to the stairs. He made sure she got to bed, and then he prayed. He didn’t know it, but in the next room, his son prayed too.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">The next four years were a roller coaster ride. Sometimes she could stay on the wagon, twice she went back to rehab, several times she didn’t come home all night. Their son tried to nurse her, every time she was hung over. He tried to do the chores and shopping, and didn’t tell his dad how bad it was when he wasn’t home. He loved his mom so much, and his dad. He couldn’t stand the chaos, the drama, the crying. So he tried to cover up.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">Until, one night, she didn’t come home. The fourteen year old opened the door to the police. His face registered the reason for their visit and he just crumpled to the floor. Coming out of the study, seeing his son, the police in the doorway, a surreal moment froze him in time. He couldn’t move and just stood in the doorway of the study staring at the horrific apparition before him.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">The car was totaled. Her funeral was four days later. They’d found the broken bottle of vodka and her purse lying near the car. He and his son were on their own. They couldn’t stop her disease. In the end, they couldn’t help her. Two years had passed since then. He and his son had grown closer. It would only be them now. That was his vow the day of her funeral. He would never love again. He could never love again. There was an emptiness and a loss so great - that even his desire was extinguished.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">Until he saw the girl with the auburn hair. And now, here he was waiting for her. He couldn’t do it. How could he ever expect her to understand everything that had happened to him, to his son? And how could he push a new woman onto his son? She had no idea was she was getting into. He came back to: it was complicated; it was foolish; it was wrong. Making his decision, he jotted a quick note, paid up, and gave it to the waitress.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">“I’m expecting someone in five minutes, but I just got paged. I have to go. Can you give her this note for me?” The waitress agreed and he hurriedly walked out of the restaurant before he had to face her. He never knew she had already walked away. And she never got to read his note:</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">“I knew you were my soul mate - from the moment I saw you, your eyes, your auburn hair. But I can’t even ask you if it’s possible for you to feel the same. My wife died two years ago. Drunk driving. It’s just me and my son now. How could I ever ask you to deal with all the pain we have experienced in our family, all of the baggage we carry? I couldnt. Take care, my angel.”</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">The waitress ended her shift and went home. As she closed the door to her small, plain apartment, she sighed. On the table was a suicide note she’d been working on. She read it over, shook her head, and tossed it into the trash can. Shoes kicked off, coat discarded, she wound her way through the mess and sadly made her way to the bedroom. A bottle of pills on the end table caught her attention and she just stared blankly for a few moments then let out another sigh that the world couldn’t hear.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">Undressing for bed, she began emptying her apron pockets to put her tips in her top drawer and she came upon the note the man had given her. A little surprised, but now, she remembered. She knew she shouldn’t read the note, but then, what did it matter now?<br />
Not even knowing the whole story, as she read the words on the napkin - tears softly slid down her cheeks. Soul mate. Drunk driver. Baggage… The vision of the preoccupied, worried man tapping his fingers entered her mind. Then, the pacing young girl from earlier invaded her memory.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">No. She wouldn’t let it end this way. A sense of purpose surged through her veins. She’d keep this note, and watch for the girl with the auburn hair who had come in and left so abruptly. Maybe someday she would come back. She took the bottle from bedside the bed and flushed the pills from it down the toilet.</span></p>
<p><span style="font-size:medium;">The waitress knew that only she held the key to true love, even it if wasn’t hers. At least not this one, but just maybe… Her eyes now quietly reflected a glimmer of hope that had drifted into her soul as gently as a leaf falling, as accidentally as fate unfolding. And with that, she slipped into bed and peacefully closed her eyes for the first time in a long time.</span></div>
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<link>http://asecurechurch.wordpress.com/?p=45</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2008 03:26:17 +0000</pubDate>
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<guid>http://asecurechurch.it.wordpress.com/2008/10/11/37-help-from-scripture/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Creating a Secure CHURCH
PART 2 : Secure in Relationships
Chapter 3 : Strange People!
3.7 Help from ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p class="MsoNormal"><strong><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Verdana;color:#006699;">Creating a Secure CHURCH<br />
PART 2 : Secure in Relationships</span></strong><strong><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Verdana;color:#993333;"><br />
Chapter 3 : Strange People!</span></strong></p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Verdana;color:teal;">3.7 Help from Scripture </span></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Verdana;color:teal;">David draws people </span></em></strong></p>
<p>To conclude this chapter, perhaps a reference from Old &#38; New testaments might help us. First of all, do you remember that time in David's history when he was on the run from Saul and he ends up at the <span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Verdana;">Cave</span><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Verdana;"> of </span><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Verdana;">Adullam</span><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Verdana;"> (1 Sam 22). There we read (v.2) the following:</span></p>
<p><em><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Verdana;"><span style="color:#003366;">All those who were in distress or in debt or discontented gathered around him, and he became their leader.</span> </span></em></p>
<p>What a bunch – distressed, in debt, or discontented!  Why did they go to David? Partly because they didn't like life under Saul, but partly because they knew that David would take them in. And what did David do? Turn them into a mighty army! Have you every realized why so many in the church 'have problems'? It's because all the nice people in the world are self-sufficient and think they can get along without God! The people with problems know they can't.</p>
<p>Of course, as we come to understand the Gospel we realize that actually EVERYBODY has problems, everyone needs Jesus to save them, but “nice” people think they're all right.</p>
<p><strong><em><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Verdana;color:teal;">Jesus Draws People </span></em></strong></p>
<p>Let's look into the New Testament for something similar.</p>
<p><strong><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Verdana;">Lk 15:1,2</span></strong><span style="font-size:10pt;font-family:Verdana;"> <span style="color:#003366;"><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;"> Now the tax collectors and "sinners" were all gathering around to hear him. But the Pharisees and the teachers of the law muttered, "This man welcomes sinners and eats with them."</span></em></span></span></p>
<p>How do you know a tax collector or sinner? They just look like it! You know these characters are crooks! Just look at them, it's obvious!   So speaks the Pharisee. But Jesus didn't have a problem with them. To the contrary, he knew that he had come for them, so delighted in them when they came looking for him.</p>
<p>Whatever else we do, we must not write off people because of their social class or their appearance.   Jesus loves all of us!</p>
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<link>http://xbradtc.wordpress.com/?p=1218</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2008 03:04:05 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[I was going to get around to posting about the Patriot Missile system one of these days, but why bot]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was going to get around to posting about the Patriot Missile system one of these days, but why bother when <a href="http://chockblock.wordpress.com/2008/10/11/patriot-table-viii/">Chockblock does it for a living</a>, and has the pics and video to boot?</p>
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<link>http://chockblock.wordpress.com/?p=289</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2008 02:21:20 +0000</pubDate>
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<guid>http://chockblock.it.wordpress.com/2008/10/11/patriot-table-viii/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Table VIII (table eight) is the highlight of your Army career if you are a Patriot soldier.  I am a ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Table VIII (table eight) is the highlight of your Army career if you are a Patriot soldier.  I am a 14E, Patriot Fire Control Enhanced Operator/Maintainer.  That means I am trained to operate and maintan the computers that fire Patriot missiles.  I was a 14J Air Defense Tactical Operations Center Operator/Maintainer.  My job was early warning and battery command post operations. Those are  50 cent words for working on the radios and making coffee for the commander.  Mostly I took reports and coordinated with teh battery during table VII.</p>
<p>As a 14E i have for responsibilities.  Table VIII comes from field artillery.  They call it gunnery tables.  Four times a year <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Air_Defense_Artillery">Patriot air defense </a>units must be able to prove that they can move from the motor pool to the field.  Once at the field we must be able to fire missiles.  Since the actual missile cost several million American dollars a piece, most of the time we just simulate missile launch with dummy missile canisters and computer simulations.</p>
<p>The 14T PATRIOT Launching Station Enhanced Operator/Maintainer (we call'em tangos) have it easy.  Missile canisters go on launchers, from there they are raised into position to be fired.  During training, most of the "cans" are empty dummies.  A missile can looks like this:<br />
[caption id="" align="alignnone" width="200" caption="Patriot missile cannisters"]<img alt="Patriot missile cannisters" src="http://chockblock.wordpress.com/files/2008/10/csa20061004085145.jpg" title="PAC-3 cans" width="200" height="153" />[/caption]<br />
Those are PAC-3 cans.  They have four missiles per canister.<br />
 The can get loaded by crane:<br />
[caption id="attachment_291" align="alignnone" width="68" caption="Crane loading missiles"]<a href="http://chockblock.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/tag_line.jpg"><img src="http://chockblock.wordpress.com/files/2008/10/tag_line.jpg?w=68" alt="Crane loading missiles" title="tag_line" width="68" height="96" class="size-thumbnail wp-image-291" /></a>[/caption]<br />
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After the missile are loaded, the 14 Tangos drive the launchers out to a launch site. it's a remote site because the blast radius of the missile means we have to be far away.  Through a fiber optic or VHF data link, we can fire the missiles remotely.</p>
<p>While the 14 Tangos go to their launch site, the main crew is setting up the rest of the equipment, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MIM-104_Patriot#Patriot_equipment">"the Big 4"</a>:  </p>
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<li>The AN/MPQ-53 and AN/MPQ-65 Radar Set</li>
<li>The AN/MSQ-104 Engagement Control Station (aka <em>"the Van"</em>)</li>
<li>The OE-349 Antenna Mast Group</li>
<li>The EPP-III Electric Power Plant</li>
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<p>Each piece of equipment has cables that must be connected.  The EPP is a big truck with two <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MIM-104_Patriot#The_EPP-III_Electric_Power_Plant">massive generators</a> : "two 150-kilowatt, 400-hertz diesel engines which are interconnected through the power distribution unit. These generators are mounted on a modified M977 HEMTT. Each EPP contains two interconnected 283.9-liter (75-gallon) fuel tanks, and a fuel distribution assembly with grounding equipment. Each diesel engine can operate more than eight hours with a full fuel tank. The EPP delivers its power to the Radar and ECS through massive cables stored in reels alongside the generators."</p>
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<p>The radar the ECS van get connected to each other and to the EPP, the AMG is a pair of big antennas that provide communications (both unencrypted and encrypted).  Before you had digital cable and fiber optics routed to your home to watch teh pr0n, the U.S. Army had digital radio and fiber optic modems (but do on demand pr0n).</p>
[caption id="attachment_293" align="aligncenter" width="128" caption="AMG OMG!!"]<a href="http://chockblock.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/foc-4.jpg"><img src="http://chockblock.wordpress.com/files/2008/10/foc-4.jpg?w=128" alt="AMG OMG!!" title="foc-4" width="128" height="96" class="size-thumbnail wp-image-293" /></a>[/caption]<br />
[caption id="attachment_294" align="alignright" width="128" caption="Checking the coolant level before the evaluators get on site"]<a href="http://chockblock.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/foc-9.jpg"><img src="http://chockblock.wordpress.com/files/2008/10/foc-9.jpg?w=128" alt="Checking the coolant level be fore the evaluators get on site" title="foc-9" width="128" height="96" class="size-thumbnail wp-image-294" /></a>[/caption]
<p>Maintenance is very important.  That soldier in the photo with the open hood is checking the coolant levels on a HMMWV.  Just like you car, generators and army vehicles need their fluids checked.  Bolts must be tightned, cables inspected and other equipment checked.  The battery maintenance officer (typically a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Warrant_Officer_(United_States)">Warrant Officer</a>) must report to the commander and exercise evaluators that we are good to go.  ALL vehicles and generators must be in good working order.</p>
<p>There is other equipment too.  The battery maintenance officer and his enlisted lackeys get a truck so that they can fix our stuff.  The commander gets his HMMWV and a command post tent.  The medics and cooks have their tents.  They have nothing to do while we train they usually watch DVD's.  No joke, most of what does go on is classifed and these folks have no clearance.   After we hook up the power and data cables the fun begins.</p>
<p>The ECS has computers that fire the missiles.  they can also simulate firing missiles, diagnose problems, recommend fixes and run canned training missions.  evaluators score us on how well we do on training missions.  If we are a go the first time we are "Q1" and can wait another three months.  If we have problems but  make it after a restart we are Q2.  We stay out in the field UNTIL WE PASS THE EXERCISE.  Yes.  That is because the air defense mission is so important.  Units have stayed out so long that commanders have ordered extra rations to feed the unit.  We must pass,<a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MIM-104_Patriot#Patriot_in_Operation_Iraqi_Freedom_.282003.29"> failure can kill.</a></p>
<p>Now once a year we fire live missiles.  Nothing beats a live fire.  It's like a giant bottle rocket (only you feel the sound in your kidneys).  Here is an account of 5-7 ADA's <a href="http://www.airdefenseartillery.com/online/April%202008/PatriotLiveFire.htm">live fire in Crete</a> (they are stationed in Europe).</p>
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Chief Warrant Officer 5 Donald Hendricks from the brigade’s Headquarters Battery, the officer-in-charge of the mission, said the exercise was the culmination of more than four months of training by Soldiers of the 5-7th.</p>
<p>     “All of the certification these guys go through ... this is the capstone to that, the icing on the cake,” Hendricks said.</p>
<p>     Soldiers from the Hanau, Germany-based battalion began training for the live-fire exercise in October. Hendricks explained that the training was an intense and sometimes stressful process monitored by the battalion’s electronic missile maintenance officer.<br />
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<p>and a missile fired for real in OIF<br />
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<p>the sirens are real air raid sirens</p>
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<link>http://linenoise.wordpress.com/?p=36</link>
<pubDate>Sat, 11 Oct 2008 02:09:15 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>lineln</dc:creator>
<guid>http://linenoise.it.wordpress.com/2008/10/11/new-site-details-chemical-warfare-lsd-tests/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[With thanks, to Wired.com

For decades, the U.S. military has been accused of exposing service membe]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>With thanks, to Wired.com</strong></p>
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<p>For decades, the U.S. military has been accused of exposing service members and the public to chemical and biological warfare agents and simulants. Fears have been stoked by the Cold War's Shipboard Hazard and Defense (SHAD) project, which, in the process of determining the characteristics of large-area CB agent delivery mechanisms, may have exposed troops to dangerous simulants and nerve agents. Then there's the the Bari incident, when soldiers and sailors were swimming in mustard agent when Germans bombed U.S. ships in that Italian harbor. And let's not forget the late-50's field testing of LSD and other hallucinogens like Agent BZ.</p>
<p>[Read it all <a href="http://blog.wired.com/defense/2008/10/the-dod-force-h.html">here</a> ...]</p>
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<link>http://billi4d.wordpress.com/?p=1048</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 21:47:53 +0000</pubDate>
<dc:creator>billi4d</dc:creator>
<guid>http://billi4d.it.wordpress.com/2008/10/10/new-pin-planet-y-and-important-news/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Sorry i was late posting.

The new pin is located at the Sports Shop.
New Play

The new play is out!]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sorry i was late posting.</p>
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<p>The new pin is located at the Sports Shop.</p>
<p><strong>New Play</strong></p>
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<p>The new play is out! Its called Planet Y.</p>
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<p>There is a background for members and non-members in the Costume Catalog.</p>
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<p><strong>Other News</strong></p>
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<p>Club Penguin 3rd birthday party is starting on the 24th of October.</p>
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<p>Here is my prediction of the party hat!</p>
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<p>The Halloween party is starting on October 29th. There will probably be a scavenger hunt for sweets.</p>
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<p>Rockhopper is visible in the distance! He will be arriving soon.</p>
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<p>G sent all Secret Agents a post card. Its in secret code.</p>
<p>Its says "You are being called in for a secret assignment please report to HQ as soon as possible -G"</p>
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<p>As well as selling plush toys Club Penguin will also be selling 2 inch figurines. These will have 3 body parts. Head, Body and Feet and they will be interchangeable.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[My Alternate ID Is Me]]></title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 21:17:53 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Anyone can be anyone online: a person can become a drawf weilding a minigun, a knight corrupted by d]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Anyone can be anyone online: a person can become a drawf weilding a minigun, a knight corrupted by divine power, a soldier with a magic-blasting fighter plane, of any persona, in any realm, in any time. Massive multiplayer online role-playing games such as World of Warcraft are famous for this. These games allow their users to construct for themselves an alternate identity, much like any users of the internet does so in the blogs the user writes and the pages the user creates.</p>
<p>However, this isn't the case for me.</p>
<p>My alternate I.D. is me.</p>
<p>Quite frankly, I couldn't imagine being anyone else other than myself. This is the reason I construct my internet pages to reflect my true interests and my true self. This is also the reason I construct my online "avatars," similar to the Nintendo Mii's, to look exactly or close to myself. I can't imagine being anyone else other than who I am in real life.</p>
<p>More importantly, my sense of self-realization leads me to create my story characters, specifically Commander A9, as being modeled exactly after myself. He looks like me, talks like me, acts like me, fights like me, leads like me. He is me, and I am him. Anything that my character, Commander A9, has ever done in my stories, I have usually accomplished. Being that these are military stories based on the Command &#38; Conquer series, my character's participation in combat and his combat performance were taken from my actual performance during paintball, videogames, and actual military training. Additional content is also taken from videos I've seen or information I've read, especially with regards to the military. Therefore, my stories reflect an extreme degree of realism when it comes to my characters, especially my own character.</p>
<p>In effect, you could call my stories my own autobiography in story format. I'm not sure if this has ever been done before, but I'd like to think of this method of story-telling as being a unique format.</p>
<p>I can't imagine being anyone else other than myself. I am who I am, in my writing and in my own life.</p>
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<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I saw an adorable 12 month old little boy for his well baby check today.  His parents are wonderful people who I have come to know and like very much.  His mother reminded me of something today that caused me great reflection and a little heartache after their visit.  She was fairly matter of fact about the need to get his immunization record because her husband and this sweet infant were going to be living in another state for 2009, to be closer to family. </p>
<p>You see, she is in the Army and will be deployed to Iraq in January of 2009 for a 12 month tour.  She will be trading a year of her life with her husband and a 15 month old baby for a foreign front, sand, guns and other soldiers.  I realize this happens every day all around the country, but it struck me interestingly hard today. </p>
<p>Was it because it was the mother leaving for a year instead of the father?  Was it because I saw my Abe in her 12 month old son's face?  Was it because of the pain in her voice when she playfully told her son how much she would miss him?  Was it because I was reminded that even as we endure constant political banter and can feel an almost palpable anxiety about our economy, there are still mothers and fathers leaving American soil this very day to fight in a war?  Men and women with the noble cause of preserving one of our most precious and sometimes most underappreciated gifts, our freedom.</p>
<p>I pray for them and all of our military families today.  Never let me forget all that they are doing for me.  God bless them and God bless America.</p>
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<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A wiseman once said:</p>
<p>'Starving men do not fart!'</p>
<p>Pakistan is a quite nation today, we are a starved nation, metaphorically and literally. Some are deprived of 2 proper meals a day, others are deprived of their right to justice, some (like our president) are deprived of common sense, others dont get laid enough(so they blog!) so on and so forth...</p>
<p>However, we're not here to talk about how our economy's constipated, or how our president wants to squeeze Sarah Palin's knockers, we're here to talk about absolutely nothing!</p>
<p>The Dark fuckin' knight my friends, is a work of art! Ive always found batman to be the best of the superheroes, hes cooler, and he fights the big dogs running the system rather than the everyday sandman or radioactive baldie. Even though Prince Cinema's hall has more spots of pan than a memon's intestines, and the assholes started the movie with the las ketchup song (faulty audio), that didnt stop me from enjoying the movie. Heath ledger's joker was so crazy, the poor man ended up killing himself! :S</p>
<p>Some fucker stole my car and ruined my eid, but i got it back (minus my CNG kit) and im feelin' nutty again... :D</p>
<p>"Biryani khayein..... is say pehlay kay aap ki biryani khayee jayay!</p>
<p>*A public service message by student's biryani*</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Bye-bye Shinhwa's Eric! ~ T_T]]></title>
<link>http://sohotonasia.wordpress.com/?p=1477</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 18:40:11 +0000</pubDate>
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Eric is the first of the six Shinhwa-members to do his duty as a Korean male; serve two years in th]]></description>
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<p><strong>Eric</strong> is the first of the six <strong>Shinhwa</strong>-members to do his duty as a Korean male; serve two years in the military.<br />
TWO YEARS WITHOUT SMEXINESS ERIC! If I'm this sad, I wonder how<strong> iRapeHellokitty</strong> will feel like when<strong> Min Woo</strong> and<strong> Hye Sung</strong> goes to the army cause she really love 'em long time. That girl is going to be so darn heartbroken!<br />
Anyways, bye-bye Eric! &#60;3 Dude, remember to not drop the soap, if you know what I mean!<br />
ps: Wow, not even Eric looks good with his hair all shaved off...</p>
<p style="text-align:right;"><em>- xNoodles , just aint no sunshine when I'm gone :3</em></p>
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<title><![CDATA[Bonded By Connection...]]></title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 17:08:51 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[I have come to the conclusion that Michael being deployed stateside is a day at the park.  We talk ]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I have come to the conclusion that Michael being deployed stateside is a day at the park.  We talk to one another most everyday, and have been able to communicate via skype and web cam...HAHA we call them dates.  So far twice a week Michael and I make sure we go on atleast two "dates" :)  Seeing him over the camera has made this that much more bearable and I recommend that anyone that is going through a deployment purchase one.  Hearing their voice on the other end of the telephone is one thing, but actually seeing them moving and making the normal gestures that you forgot that you missed is amazing!   I am not looking forward to the transition from the U.S. to overseas.  We are not gauranteed internet connection or even the chance to talk every day.  I am enjoying this while it lasts because I know in about 4 weeks I won't have this connection with him and I will have to start coming up with some new and and exciting ways to stay in touch.  I have sent a few care packages...his one main plea was a mini coffee pot and a bag of starbucks coffee!  I think the early mornings have gotten to him...and it makes me feel better that I can fulfill atleast one request to make him comfortable.   I even included the perfect mixture so he can make a decent pot of coffee--he misses my brew :)   We're making a go at this "long-distance marriage" stuff...so far so good.  For now my tears have contained themselves and they only fall once in a while.  I am not leaking bucketfuls this week.  I was a hot mess there for a minute!  We're doing our best to stay connected...if anyone has any unique ideas or ways they make it through to their loved ones I would love to hear them! </p>
<p>We are still waiting on dates for his leave and I am still keeping my fingers crossed...he said it looks promising and that they haven't squashed it yet!  We'll see.    I hope that everyone has an amazing weekend!</p>
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<link>http://tyrannywatch.wordpress.com/?p=199</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 16:29:20 +0000</pubDate>
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<guid>http://tyrannywatch.com/2008/10/10/us-army-prepares-to-invade-us/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[The plans to implement martial law in America have been taking shape for decades, hidden behind “C]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The plans to implement martial law in America have been taking shape for decades, hidden behind “Continuity of Government” contingency planning. Now, with public outcry over the banker bailout bill at fever pitch, all of the pieces are in place for the U.S. Army to start policing American citizens.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Can American Taliban bring Peace in Afghanistan? Impact &amp; Analysis]]></title>
<link>http://pakalert.wordpress.com/?p=90</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 16:06:27 +0000</pubDate>
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<guid>http://pakalert.it.wordpress.com/2008/10/10/can-american-taliban-bring-peace-in-afghanistan-impact-analysis/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Posted on October 8, 2008 by Moin Ansari
http://rupeenews.com
“Whenever the wind stops howling ove]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<h5>Posted on <span class="postdate">October 8, 2008</span> by Moin Ansari<br />
http://rupeenews.com</h5>
<p><em>“Whenever the wind stops howling over the mountains of Tora Bora, a deep, rich chuckle can presumably be heard echoing down the valleys. If he is still alive, nobody will be enjoying the plight of America more than Osama bin Laden. The anarchic carnage in the American financial and political system brings in sight a humiliating withdrawal and defeat in Afghanistan and Iraq. It even raises the possibility of the final collapse of the evil empire which Osama forecast.”</em> British columnist Neil Lyndon</p>
<p>If you cant win em join em. Now that you have tried the rest, try the best—</p>
<p>—presenting The American Taliban. The US and UK have reviewed their strategies and plans and come up with a peace plan for Afghanistan. Only time will tell if the Americans will be smoking the peace pipe with the Taliban, but according to press reports the Saudis are playing a significant role in brining the Taliban and Karzai together.</p>
<p>Mr. Karzai has been a total failure. NATO and ISAF have failed to achieve its objectives. The economies of all Western countries are in a free fall. The Neocons sit discredited and maligned, seeking cover under new garb. Islampphobic Guiliani and Tancredo ware rejected by the electorate.</p>
<p>Before the American drones make space for Peace doves in Afghanistan, before the Olive Trees begin blossoming there is time to take stock of the crisis.</p>
<p>A few tactonic events have taken place in West Asia that has led to the new peace initiative:</p>
<p>1) Taking advantage of the confusion in the fledgling new coalition government in Pakistan, the US landed troops into FATA testing the resolve of the Pakistan Army. The Pakistan Army fired at the forces and apparently brought down one helicopter.</p>
<blockquote><p><em>… Islamabad halted all fuel shipments to US forces in Afghanistan in the aftermath of a cross-border attack by US special forces in South Waziristan last month. “Any sustained interruption of supplies would seriously hamper our ability to operate in Afghanistan because 80% of the logistical support for the US military operating in Afghanistan flows through Pakistan,” it said, noting that Washington should explore alternative supply routes into Afghanistan in the event that ties with Islamabad worsen.</em> ” Pakistan Policy Working Group” of the government-supported US Institute of Peace (USIP): The Next Chapter: The United States and Pakistan”.</p></blockquote>
<p>2) A strong of RAW inspired suicide bombings, the rise of Indian agent, Bait Mehsud, and the bombing of the Islamabad Marriott by RAW agents of Indian agents disguised as Al-Qaeda brought the Americans to the clear understanding that things were getting out of control in Afghanistan and Pakistan.</p>
<p>3) The total ineffectively of the Karzai government to control any major chunk of Afghanistan or even Kabul.</p>
<p>4) The inability of NATO and ISAF to defeat and reverse the tide of the 39 insurgent groups that control a major section of Afghanistan.</p>
<p>5) The Financial and economic crisis that has forced Britain to withdraw from Iraq and cannot continue to transfer the forces from one theater of war (Iraq) to another (Afghanistan).</p>
<p>6) NATO and ISAF refused to be drawn into the Cambodiazation of the Afghan war–namely the incursion into Pakistan.</p>
<p>What are the implications of a Taliban ruling Afghanistan? The Removal of Musharraf was a pivotal in putting in place the new strategy.</p>
<blockquote><p><em>The report argues that the advent of a civilian-led government in Islamabad during the past year and ultimately the resignation of former president General Pervez Musharraf, combined with the forthcoming change of administrations in the US, marks an important opportunity for Washington “to rethink its entire approach to Pakistan”.</em> Pakistan Policy Working Group” of the government-supported US Institute of Peace (USIP): The Next Chapter: The United States and Pakistan”.</p></blockquote>
<p>It all came tumbling down. For the past decade the US has attempted to create new realities in Afghanistan. It now thinks that it has sufficiently destroyed the old structures that were in place. It may be grossly mistaken about this. After all the US is only influential in cantonments and US bases. The policy makers may not understand the deep roots of affinity that run between the Pakhtuns. The Paktuns make up a significant part of the Pakistani Army and the Pakhtuns are very influential in the government. With Zardari in power, the US may feel that the tentacles of the ISI may not be as deep as they used to be. In its naivete, the US may feel that the ISI has been defanged. The status quo has been disrupted and now the Americans want a new breed of Taliban to take over Kabul. Afghanistan has now once again been declared an area of influence of Pakistan. It has taken the a decade to acknowledge the fact that the Taliban cannot be defeated.</p>
<p>India with dreams of super power status is the biggest loser in this peace deal. The 107 consulates should be packing their bags. One cannot imagine any circumstance where the current level of Indian influence has any staying power in Afghanistan. The 10,000 Indian soldiers ostensibly there to protect their construction workers will have to go back where they came from. The construction work will be slowed down and wound up. The Indian presence follow the same residence that allowed Lord Curzon to pursue a policy of On to the Oxus, but had to retreat after the defeats at Maiwand etc. The Indian delegation had to pack up its bags and leave Kabul after the Soviets left Afghanistan. A similar fate awaits India.</p>
<p>Pakistan will have to tread carefully. An overly aggressive policy in Afghanistan will rankle many of the powers to be. Slowly but surely, the Durand Line has to be erased, and the inevitable union between Afghanistan Pakistan will emerge.</p>
<p>The basic implication is that most of the NATO and ISAF forces will withdraw from Afghanistan. When the Soviets withdrew it took the Afghans a decade to purge Afghanistan of the remnants of a decade long Soviet Occupation. It may take the Afghans a bit longer. Mr. Karzai surely will either be hanging from the nearest tree or enjoying life on one of the islands that he has purchased for himself.</p>
<p>The long term interests of the US may or may not be secure in Kabul. For a decade it has tried itself and tried to use the Indians in controlling Kabul. Both policies have failed miserably. Now the US has not only acknowledged the role of Pakistan in Afghan affairs, it is now using the good offices of Pakistani politicians to broker a peace agreement between the warring factions. This is exactly the agreement that Pakistan has been espousing for more than a decade. This was the agreement to which the Taliban had agreed to in September 2001. However at the time “Imperial Hubris” did not allow the Neocon policy makers to listen to sanity. The American Tin ear did not listen to the sagacious advice given to Washington by Islamabad. Pakistani advice was ignored and Afghanistan and Iraq were bombed to smithereens. Sadly in doing so the US actually strengthened Anti-Americanism in the world.</p>
<p>Having learnt their lesson the Russians have tried to stay out of the conflict in West Asia. Now the Chinese and the Russians will vie for access to warm waters.</p>
<p>Various American and British newspapers are already reporting on the peace deal.</p>
<blockquote><p><em>Against the backdrop of a string of suicide bombings in Pakistan, British, American, and United Nations officials are grappling with the idea of a negotiated settlement with the Taliban.</em> Christian Science Monitor October 6th, 2008</p></blockquote>
<blockquote><p><em>Mr Karzai said his envoys had travelled to Saudi -Arabia and neighbouring Pakistan to try to kick-start negotiations that are increasingly seen as the only solution to the violent insurgency gripping Afghanistan</em>.  The<em> <strong>Financial Times</strong> </em></p></blockquote>
<p>The chorus about the defeat in Afghanistan is now plastered all over the media. Perception is reality. The reality has caught up with the perception of the war in Afghanistan.</p>
<blockquote><p><em>The departing commander of British forces in Afghanistan says he believes the Taleban will never be defeated. Brigadier Mark Carleton-Smith, the commander of 16 Air Assault Brigade… told The Times</em></p></blockquote>
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<p><em>that in his opinion, a military victory over the Taliban was “neither feasible nor supportable.”…He indicated that the only way forward was to find a political solution that would include the Taliban.</em> <strong>The</strong> <strong>Sunday Times</strong></p></blockquote>
<p>The defeat in Afghanistan is complete. Only the announcement is left. Well now the announcement also just came in. The war in Afghanistan is over—Now there is a plethora of news stories endorsing the writings.</p>
<blockquote><p><em>ISLAMABAD (AFP) — Former Pakistani premier Nawaz Sharif is willing to broker talks between the Afghan government and the Taliban, his spokesman said Tuesday, amid reports that Sharif is already playing a key role.</em></p>
<p><em>The offer came after a Pakistani newspaper reported that Sharif, in conjunction with Saudi Arabia, is helping to seek a settlement between the hardline Taliban and the US-backed regime of President Hamid Karzai</em>. AFP October 6th, 2008</p></blockquote>
<p>The story of Afghanistan and colonialism begins a long time ago. <a href="http://rupeenews.com/moins-articles/afghansitan-take-up-the-white-mans-burden/">British tried to take up White Man’s burden in Afghanistan.</a></p>
<p><a href="http://rupeenews.com/2008/02/07/nato-lessons1880-uk-defeat-at-maiwind-afghanistan-trained-sabateurs-may-defect-drones-sabotaging-peace-may-create-blowback/">NATO Lessons: 1880 UK defeat at Maiwand-Afghanistan</a></p>
<p><a href="http://rupeenews.com/2008/02/07/nato-lessons1880-uk-defeat-at-maiwind-afghanistan-trained-sabateurs-may-defect-drones-sabotaging-peace-may-create-blowback/">NATO Lessons: 1880 UK defeat at Maiwand-Afghanistan</a> <img src="http://moinansari.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/defeat-of-the-british-troops-in-the-19th-cent.jpg" alt="" height="100" /><br />
<a href="http://rupeenews.com/2008/01/30/is-nato-committing-genocide-in-afghanistan-byliaqat-ali-khan/">Is NATO committing suicide in Afghanistan.</a> <img src="http://moinansari.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/two-marines-who-did-not-get-a-proper-burial-camp-bastian1.jpg" alt="" width="150" height="100" /><br />
<a href="http://rupeenews.com/2008/02/07/nato-lessons1880-uk-defeat-at-maiwind-afghanistan-trained-sabateurs-may-defect-drones-sabotaging-peace-may-create-blowback/">NATO lessons: UK defeat at Maiwind may shed some light on today’s situation.</a> <img src="http://moinansari.files.wordpress.com/2008/05/dejected-us-marines-in-an-helmund-dust-storm1.jpg" alt="" width="150" height="100" /></p>
<p>1) There are news items that Iran has been helping some of the insurgent anti-American groups in Afghanistan–most specifically there are reports that Iran has been supporting Gulbadin Hikmatyar.</p>
<p>2) The US has been pressuring NATO and ISAF to help the US in a Iraq-like surge in Afghanistan? The UK has made it clear that it is in no position to support the war in Iraq and is withdrawing its troops from Iraq next year. The redeployment of those forces to Afghanistan is no longer economically feasible for the United Kingdom.</p>
<p>3) In response to the growing pressure, various American, UN and British commanders have publicly announced that “the war in Afghanistan is not winnable.</p>
<p>4) The Saudis were pressured by the US to assist in brining Mr. Karzai and the Taliban to the “peace table”.</p>
<p>5) Mr. Nawaz Sharif the ex-Prime Minister of Pakistan and the Opposition Leader was the bridge between Mr. Karzai and the representatives of Mullah Omar</p>
<p>6) Apparently the US has agreed to the Taliban coming back to power on the condition that they sever the links with Al-Qaeda</p>
<p>7) The Taliban have demanded that they will only participate in a government if the NATO, ISAF, and US occupation forces are withdrawn from the Hindu Kush</p>
<p>SOLUTIONS FOR AFGHANS <a href="http://rupeenews.com/2008/01/31/saving-pashtuns-of-old-afghanistan-in-afghania-eradicating-pashtun-plight-ending-occupation/">Saving the Pashtuns of Afghania from Afghanistan. Eradicating the Pashtun plight and ending occupation.</a> <img src="http://moinansari.files.wordpress.com/2008/01/pakistan-including-afghania-1.png" alt="" width="150" height="100" /></p>
<p>Nawaz mediating between Taliban, Karzai</p>
<p><img src="http://thenews.com.pk/images/shim.gif" alt="" height="1" />ISLAMABAD: PML-N Quaid Nawaz Sharif is playing a key role in conjunction with Saudi Arabia in bringing about a negotiated settlement between the Taliban and the Karzai regime to pave the way for withdrawal of the US and Nato forces from Afghanistan.<br />
“It was for this precise reason that the PML-N chief has put off his departure from Saudi Arabia to Pakistan for another two days,” an informed source told The News. According to his new programme, the PML-N chief will return home on Tuesday.</p>
<p>“Nawaz Sharif was invited by Saudi King Abdullah and he undertook the present visit to stay in Saudi Arabia for nearly two weeks to talk about the nitty-gritty of the peace process,” the source said.</p>
<p>The day the PML-N chief landed in Saudi Arabia, he had a 90-minute meeting with the Saudi monarch, the source said, adding different national and regional issues, particularly the ongoing wave of terrorist attacks in Pakistan and bloodshed in Afghanistan, were discussed in detail.</p>
<p>According to a US media report on Monday, secret peace talks have been held between the Afghan government and the Taliban in the Saudi Kingdom. Both sides agreed to resolve the Afghan issue through dialogue, it said.</p>
<p>While PML-N leaders, closely working with Nawaz Sharif, were aware of Nawaz Sharif’s objective behind his extended stay in Saudi Arabia, sources close to President Asif Zardari were oblivious of the PML-N chief’s “role” and “efforts” in bringing the warring sides on the negotiating table.</p>
<p>“Nawaz Sharif is serving as a bridge,” one political source said and added the PML-N chief is an “old hand” on Afghanistan. During his two stints as prime minister, Nawaz Sharif had developed good working relations with almost all the Afghan Mujahideen leaders, who were now largely irrelevant because of the fighting strength of the Taliban.</p>
<p>The source referred to the March 1993 Islamabad accord, which eight Afghan Mujahideen leaders had signed because of Nawaz Sharif’s efforts.Nawaz Sharif stayed just a few days in Pakistan after his return from Britain and then flew into Saudi Arabia. In London, British Foreign Secretary David Miliband had a meeting with him in which Nato forces’ operations in Afghanistan and constant failures to control the situation figured prominently.</p>
<p>Sources believed that the Saudi initiative in which Nawaz Sharif had his own role has the backing of Washington and London.A British general has been quoted as saying that the war in Afghanistan can’t be won. Additionally, there have been reports of willingness of Washington and London for holding talks with the Taliban, especially after the incapacitation of the Karzai regime.</p>
<p>NATO needs 400,000 soldiers in Afghanistan. According to British and American General, even that would not be enough to defeat the Taliban. No country or group of countries have that amount of manpower to spare. The financial crisis in America and Europe makes it virtually impossible for the UK to send in an additional 30,000 troops to Afghanistan. The Europeans and NATO is unable and unwilling to continue the war in Afghanistan.</p>
<p>There is not military solution to the Afghan quagmire. We have been advocating a more comprehensive solution for a decade. Replacing Mr. Karzai with Zalmay Khalilzad is like moving the deck chairs on the Titanic. The whole game is over. The US and European media too busy with the US elections has still not caught up with the reality of the fiasco in Kabul. The end is near.</p>
<p>Rupee News for several years has proposed that the Pakhtun areas of Afghanistan should be handed over to the Pakistani military and NATO and ISAF should leave Pakistan. Now this is affirmed by some American Thinktanks. <a href="http://rupeenews.com/2008/01/31/saving-pashtuns-of-old-afghanistan-in-afghania-eradicating-pashtun-plight-ending-occupation/">Saving the Pashtuns of Afghania from Afghanistan. Eradicating the Pashtun plight and ending occupation.</a> (<a title="http://rupeenews.com/2008/01/31/saving-pashtuns-of-old-afghanistan-in-afghania-eradicating-pashtun-plight-ending-occupation/" href="http://rupeenews.com/2008/01/31/saving-pashtuns-of-old-afghanistan-in-afghania-eradicating-pashtun-plight-ending-occupation/">http://rupeenews.com/2008/01/31/saving-pashtuns-of-old-afghanistan-in-afghania-eradicating-pashtun-plight-ending-occupation/</a>)</p>
<p><a href="http://rupeenews.com/2008/09/06/solution-%e2%80%98pakistani-boots-on-the-ground-inside-afghanistan/">Solution: ‘Pakistani boots’ on the ground inside Afghanistan</a> (<a title="http://rupeenews.com/2008/09/06/solution-%e2%80%98pakistani-boots-on-the-ground-inside-afghanistan/" href="http://rupeenews.com/2008/09/06/solution-%e2%80%98pakistani-boots-on-the-ground-inside-afghanistan/">http://rupeenews.com/2008/09/06/solution-%e2%80%98pakistani-boots-on-the-ground-inside-afghanistan/</a>)…a more compliant president Zardari will work with the new Afghan president Zalmay Khalilzad (expected to win the next elections in Afghanistan). Zalmay Khalilzad and Asif Zardari have been involved in a long term tet-a-tet even before the murder of Ms. Benzair Bhutto. <a href="http://rupeenews.com/2008/09/06/solution-%e2%80%98pakistani-boots-on-the-ground-inside-afghanistan/">Solution: ‘Pakistani boots’ on the ground inside Afghanistan</a></p>
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<title><![CDATA[In Georgia, Russia saw its Army's shortcomings]]></title>
<link>http://johnibii.wordpress.com/?p=3236</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 15:57:58 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[By Fred Weir
Christian Science Monitor
Moscow - The global perception of the Russia-Georgia war this]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>By Fred Weir<br />
Christian Science Monitor</p>
<p><span class="dateline">Moscow - </span>The global perception of the Russia-Georgia war this summer is that an armored juggernaut of old Soviet military proportions rolled over its puny rival after a five-day conflict.</p>
<p>But the view from Moscow is different. Many Russian military experts are still shaking their heads in dismay over a catalog of delays and mistakes that plagued the Russian Army's thrust into South Ossetia.</p>
<div class="photo"><img src="http://d.yimg.com/us.yimg.com/p/afp/20081008/capt.cps.nvk15.081008214300.photo04.photo.default-512x343.jpg?x=400&#38;y=267&#38;q=85&#38;sig=wvRtwG2j4bCZPl0K9c_wug--" alt="Russian peackeeping soldiers drive military vehicles out of ..." /></div>
<p><!--startclickprintexclude--><!--endclickprintexclude-->"The war made it clear that we have all kinds of shortcomings in equipment, training, battlefield coordination, and intelligence," says Alexei Arbatov, a military expert with the Carnegie Center in Moscow.</p>
<p>The Russian Army's questionable performance has prompted urgent debate here over Russia's need for a modern, mobile, professional army capable of rapidly responding to challenges that might erupt along Russia's long borders with its unstable post-Soviet neighbors. In fact, the August conflict is giving fresh impetus for a 30 percent jump in defense spending, and a military modernization plan.</p>
<p>Read the rest:<br />
<a href="http://www.csmonitor.com/2008/1010/p01s01-woeu.html">http://www.csmonitor.com/2008/1010/p01s01-woeu.html</a></p>
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<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 15:14:09 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[Alan&#8217;s back as of last night. After a snack and a nap, we were off to the Picnic, which was in]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Alan's back as of last night. After a snack and a nap, we were off to the Picnic, which was in a parking lot in the 90 degree sun. It was marginally less lame than the last army picnic I attended, mostly because it WASN'T in an air force hangar OR snowing. The food was horrible, the music was worse, and the entertainment was depressing. It was THIS MUCH FUN:</p>
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[caption id="attachment_631" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="water balloon tossing"]<a href="http://alternativearmywife.wordpress.com/files/2008/10/pa090016.jpg"><img class="size-large wp-image-631" title="pa090016" src="http://alternativearmywife.wordpress.com/files/2008/10/pa090016.jpg?w=500" alt="water balloon tossing" width="500" height="428" /></a>[/caption]
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[caption id="attachment_628" align="aligncenter" width="500" caption="5 hours of this."]<a href="http://alternativearmywife.wordpress.com/files/2008/10/pa090006.jpg"><img class="size-large wp-image-628" title="pa090006" src="http://alternativearmywife.wordpress.com/files/2008/10/pa090006.jpg?w=500" alt="5 hours of this." width="500" height="375" /></a>[/caption]
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<p>My June Cleaver dress never came. It will probably come today, with my luck. However, I DID get second place in the cookie baking contest! I won a couple 1/509th wine glasses, and a gift card to the worst salon in Leesville. OF COURSE the prize for the cookie baking contest was a gift card to a salon. Hopefully this time when I leave the place I won't need to go buy a hat.</p>
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<p>I am off to Baton Rouge, for a day or so of screwing around and taking pictures and laughing with my husband, before he leaves until December. *mwah*</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Keith Olbermann on Cindy McCain on troops, and McCain on Veteran Care (Video) ]]></title>
<link>http://outfoxingkarlrove.wordpress.com/?p=729</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 14:56:14 +0000</pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[Snobby bitches]]></title>
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<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 12:15:15 +0000</pubDate>
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<guid>http://dominoknows.it.wordpress.com/2008/10/10/snobby-bitches/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[I am so sick and tired of snobby bitches. I was at some Defence sose, whatever, the point is I was a]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am so sick and tired of snobby bitches. I was at some Defence sose, whatever, the point is I was at the museum in the city listening to random people talk and doing random activities. It was a bunch schools, though practically all of them were private, and there were only about 3 or 4 public schools. Though our uniforms looked mostly better than theres. There was a girls school there with a uniform that looked like they were wearing a potato sack that was bright lime green; they looked like apples. It was ridiculous. And then we had to do some role play thing, which was stupid. I unintentionally screwed my group around, but in the end I had laugh about it because I made the whole group talk about a cup for half an hour. We had about 45 minutes to think of a role play, and one chick suggested schoolyard, so we'd fighting over a seat or turf (because at public schools we're gangsters) and then I suggested that we do a Monster House style thing. So I suggested some guy walk in and have to sort out who gets the cup of water. So literally, for half an hour the group was talking about a cup. Unintentional genius.</p>
<p>But there was this girl from Bray Park (shit.hole) who thought she was all that. She reminded me of a "rich" kid the way she spoke and told her incredibly funny jokes. I hate her, she called my school a hole and myself a shithead. I'm thinking what bitch, seriously, is she kidding, Bray Park is like a shit hole, everyone knows it and it's full of sluts. Seriously, Bray Park! WTF!</p>
<p>Anyway...now I have to do a participation task that is due in 4 weeks for a competition, which if I win, I get to go to Canberra for some Youth Challenge day. Apparently everyone has a reallllllly good chance of winning, because there was only about 200 people at the Brisbane one (theres one in every major capital city). So hopefully my video turns out to be kickass. Should be, considering there's an Australian war hero living next door to me.</p>
<p>It was funny how they kept pushing the day as a non recruitment thing but "subtly" they put in little advertisements. Like we had showbags, which had stickers, magnets, tatoos, hats and all kinds of stuff that all had "13 19 01" on it. So it was a big thing full of RECRUIT NOW RECRUIT NOW! They even had a USB in there that had a label that said 256MB. I was like alright, sweet a USB. But nooo, I put it in ready to put some crap on it and my screen suddenly turns back, only to then come up with a movie thing about the ADF, and then all these links to find out what I can do and how I can join. And I looked at the size of the USB and it was only 50MB!! It was such a jip! There were also ADF personnell there who answered questions, and then at lunch time would come up and talk to you about the ADF and about how cool it is. Non recruitment my ass.</p>
<p>The food was also really gross, morning tea was a gingerbread man and a popper (because we're 5 years old) and then lunch was a shitload of shit. First was tiny triangle cut sandwiches, and then was disgusting pies (which were cold), they were basically potato bake in cold pie form. Then they brought out chicken chippies and spring rolls, the chicken was nice but the spring rolls were gross. When I first saw them I made a comment to a chick who was also looking upon them in dismay and she said I sounded a little American. That's insulting! I do not sound American!</p>
<p>So that my exciting day at the Defence 2020 thing at the museum..</p>
<p>I haven't been on the internet all week until today, so terrible. I'm behind on everything now...Stuipd school.</p>
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<title><![CDATA[Government of shame]]></title>
<link>http://watervole.wordpress.com/?p=321</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 10:04:16 +0000</pubDate>
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<guid>http://watervole.it.wordpress.com/2008/10/10/government-of-shame/</guid>
<description><![CDATA[Having watched Ross Kemp&#8217;s excellent programme on Afghanistan, Watervole was horrified to find]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Having watched Ross Kemp's excellent programme on Afghanistan, Watervole was horrified to find out that our troops, in addition to being underpaid and wrongly fed, are expected to fund their own health insurance.</p>
<p>Great morale boosting message to the troops: "go out and get shot for us, and by the way, your on your own if you get injured (or worse). This is in addition to the substandard housing issued to their families back hom - cockroaches, that sort of thing - and of course the insulting fact that parking wardens are paid more. Lives are being lost because they don't have the right equipment, not enough helicopters, or medical staff. Can it get any worse? Watch Ross Kemp's programme if you want to see what it's like - it's harrowing.</p>
<p>This government is even more morally bankrupt than Watervole previously thought it was. Why, oh why, can't we sent the cabinet to the front line...</p>
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<title><![CDATA[One down, 5 more to go for Shinhwa]]></title>
<link>http://popseoul.wordpress.com/?p=27385</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 03:00:01 +0000</pubDate>
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It has finally happened. The longest running boy band has temporarily called it quits because of th]]></description>
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<p>It has finally happened. <!--more-->The longest running boy band has temporarily called it quits because of the inevitable military service.</p>
<p><strong>Eric </strong>of Shinhwa has <del datetime="00">finally</del> left to fulfill his military duties at Choongnam Nonsan Military Center on October 9, 2008. He was sent off by 200 fans from both China and Japan.</p>
<p>His departure now signals the countdown for the rest of the 5 members. <strong>Dongwan </strong>is up next in November and <strong>Minwoo</strong> in May 2009. On the other hand, <strong>Junjin</strong> has postponed his start for February 2009 with his announcement on October 6, 2008, With <strong>Shin Hyesung </strong>exempted from service due to his physical condition, <strong>Andy </strong>will probably follow with an announcement of his own once his solo activities are also finished.</p>
<p>Although this is a sad time for many dedicated fans, it was probably a good thing. With the comebacks of what seems to be every "idol" group in Fall 2008, there would have been too much competition for them anyways...</p>
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Eric giving his final goodbye of 2008 and 2009<br />
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<p>Fans asking him not to forget them<br />
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Junjin at the press conference announcing his intent to serve</p>
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<link>http://4art2.wordpress.com/?p=66</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 02:44:02 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[The government was listening to calls originating overseas to Americans, whether or not they had any]]></description>
<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The government was listening to calls originating overseas to Americans, whether or not they had anything to do with terrorism or not.  This included calls coming from servicemen in Iraq to home.  So when my stepson in the army calls his Mom from his base in Iraq, and they talk about politics, as they often do, and she tells him how much she can't stand the Bush administration, etc. etc.   Now I wonder if she is on some kind of government watch list.</p>
<p>Stock market is down again today.  It hasn't been this low in five years.  Probably not going to be any better tomorrow since the Asian markets opened lower.  Back in July, we decided to transfer our IRA funds into 6 month CD's.  We are not that financially savvy but we kept watching the balance go down and knew the presidential campaign would be contentious, and that Wall St. hates uncertainty.  We simply wanted to stop the bleeding for awhile.  Our advisor advised against it and warned that it could turn around at any time, then we would be sorry.  I told him that all it would take was one hurricane in the Gulf of Mexico and it could tank again.  (Since then, we had 2 hurricanes in the gulf.)  I recently did the same with my 401K plan, after realizing that all of my contributions I had put in this year were gone.  I ended up changing my investments by putting everything into a very conservative plan.  They have an automatic system that supposedly recommends proper investments for your situation.  After analysing where I was, it determined that if I followed its recommendations, I could go from losing 13% a year to losing only 11.5% a year.  I decided to follow the not recommended scenario of making only 2% per year.  Again, simply to stop the bleeding. </p>
<p>If I did have some extra money to invest right now, I would definetely buy some real estate.  It's a tremendous bargain right now and you know it will be up again in 5 to 10 years.</p>
<p>I heard an interesting story from a single woman who told me that she had been seeing a really nice guy for awhile, but it just didn't work out.  She discovered a certain habit that he had and she felt she had to end the relationship.  As she said, "You find a great guy, who gives you everything you need, and then he goes and wears your underwear."</p>
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<link>http://deldobuss.wordpress.com/?p=373</link>
<pubDate>Fri, 10 Oct 2008 02:43:45 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;m surrounded by boxes,
I don&#8217;t know what to do
Should I start with the dishes,
Or unpa]]></description>
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<p><strong>I don't know what to do</strong></p>
<p><strong>Should I start with the dishes,</strong></p>
<p><strong>Or unpack the shoes?</strong></p>
<p><strong>Where to put that plasma TV?</strong></p>
<p><strong>Oh!  The puppy needs to go wee!!!!!</strong></p>
<p><strong>Tonight in our own beds</strong></p>
<p><strong>Without curtains or sheets</strong></p>
<p><strong>Is the back yard long enough</strong></p>
<p><strong>for our RV?</strong></p>
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<p><strong>Yes, we closed on our house yesterday.  And today at 7:30 am the movers were here to unload all our stuff.  Along with all the fun of moving and buying, we had a plumber visit 3 times in the past 2 days, and our pilot light on our water heater would not light.  So, we had a guy out to fix that.</strong></p>
<p><strong>But all is well, at least all is calm right now.  There is that one cricket in the basement that was not eradicated by the bug bomb.  He seems to be very ecstatic tonight.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Axel (our big dog) is hiding because she hates moving boxes.  The puppy that was potty trained in our RV has not figured out where the bathroom in the new house is yet.  The kids, excited at seeing their stuff again, drug out every barbie and plastic toy they could find in the boxes and spread them on their bedroom floor.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Oh, but we are home.  We have a place to call home.  Praise the Lord, for he has been so faithful in providing every step of the way.  Our loan rate dropped a full 3/4 of a point, our payment is less that we planned, and everything has worked itself out.</strong></p>
<p><strong>Next comes the fun part of figuring out where to put things, and painting (as we stripped the hall and kitchen of it's distasteful wallpaper while we were waiting on the plumber).</strong></p>
<p><strong>YAWN, Goodnight.</strong></p>
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