After I had my personal items inventoried and my fingers printed, a nice Sgt. came in and looked at my shirt and said, "2245, huh? I just got back from there."
I told him that my son died there. That's when the enormity of my loss hit me. I have lost my son. I have lost my First Amendment rights. I have lost the country that I love. Where did America go? I started crying in pain.
I wore the shirt to make a statement. The press knew I was going to be there and I thought every once in awhile they would show me and I would have the shirt on. I did not wear it to be disruptive, or I would have unzipped my jacket during George's speech. If I had any idea what happens to people who wear shirts that make the neocons uncomfortable that I would be arrested...maybe I would have, but I didn't.
I sure wish that I could suggest she was fabricating this to make some sort of astronomical amounts of cash for a book deal, but really, you can't make this shit up. Read it before commenting, please.
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I wish she WOULD have waited to unzip the jacket in the middle of the speech.
Big Brother is watching
Neil Shakespeare just discovered how to get on the No-Fly list.
Perhaps, if the blog community could get it's act together, along with the 600k who have signed up at impeachbush.org, a mass act of civil disobedience?
No harm, no foul : spam Homeland Security
Break something that's already broken, Homeland Security.
Email Homeland Security and ask to be put on the No-Fly list. 'I'm dangerous because I don't believe the lies my government tells me about making me safer by spying on me.'
You mean, Catch-22, they wouldn't have to put nut jobs who asked to be put on the list, on the list?
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