Democracy Requires A Certain Relish For Confusion

We Are The People Who Run This Country. We Are The Deciders. And Every Single Day, Every Single One Of Us Needs To Step Outside And Take Some Action To Help Stop This War. Raise Hell. Think Of Something To Make The Ridiculous Look Ridiculous. Make Our Troops Know We're For Them And Trying To Get Them Out Of There. Hit The Streets To Protest Bush's Proposed Surge. If You Can, Go To The Peace March In Washington On Jan. 27. We Need People In The Streets, Banging Pots And Pans And Demanding, 'stop It, Now!'

Havin' Fun While Freedom Fightin' Must Be One Of Those Lunatic Texas Traits We Get From The Water - Which Is Known To Have Lithium In It - Because It Goes All The Way Back To Sam Houston, Surely The Most Lovable, The Most Human, And The Funniest Of All The Great Men This Country Has Ever Produced.

The More A Body Tries To Explode All The Foolish Myths That Have Grown Up About Texas By Telling The Truth, The More A Body Will Wind Up Adding To The Mythology.

Although A Life-long Fashion Dropout, I Have Absorbed Enough By Reading Harper's Bazaar While Waiting At The Dentist's To Have Grasped That The Purpose Of Fashion Is To Make A Statement. My Own Modest Statement, Discerned By True Cognoscenti, Is, "woman Who Wears Clothes So She Won't Be Naked.

As They Say Around The Texas Legislature, If You Can't Drink Their Whiskey, Screw Their Women, Take Their Money, And Vote Against 'em Anyway, You Don't Belong In Office.