Saturday, September 24, 2005

Day23-24ResusCitateHumanity-2.3-4

Day23-24ResusCitateHumanity-2.3-4

(OnTime is variable, see.)

I watched the races this morning. NASCAR. It was excellent. See Truax in #8? "Close to the realm," as the saying goes. How about that 'CNN' car -- didn't think they'd be there today ... close one. And it made the race that much more exciting.

The inside wall is one of those safety-features that is totally bogus -- where all the cars end up piling into each other. If it were moved back a ways, the damage would be minimized. I'm sure the drivers have been complaining about that for years. There is a 'draw-back' -- if you slide a ways, and the 'vector' of your travel is not defelcted first, you end up hitting a wall harder. Some type of new design would be BETTER, in my honest opinion.

There was a huge accident, one car flipping. Weird, never seen anything quite like it. The 'veteran-drivers' were either behind, hanging back, or in front of the clusterphuks -- there's nowhere to go, the walls being too close, so you get a big pile-up when somebody 'spins' or 'wobbles' or needs to make a minute course-correction, thus involving way more cars and eliminating them from the race. Remember the guy last week who threw his helmet at someone's car on the race track? Well, frustration, see. That's what happens. Even if it's your own fault -- frustration comes out in odd ways, ruining sportsmanship.

There was a 'rookie' female driver who hit the wall, spinning-out after a 'tap' or possibly some 'spit' or 'sand' or something on the track (it doesn't take much). Anyway, the on-dash camera showed her professionalism during the emergency. After she safely got out of the car, she was interviewed and didn't throw anything at anybody. True ChampionPerformance -- and a better Sportsman than I would be (because I'd be throwing my helmet at cars, too). Anyway, she won that race in my mind -- without crossing the finish-line, reminding us what ChampionPerforming is all about and that true Sportsmanship is INSIDE YOUR HEART.

It was one of the BEST RACES EVER! (nothing facetious or assbackwards about it!)

What was on #8's car? See it? And the winner of the race is one excellent driver, no doubt about it. He won, fair and square -- but the pit-crew TEAM of Traux's was PRIMO, excellence all the way. See the scores at the end of the race? Funny how that works out, isn't it --

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MyKindOfPeople:

Mayor Nagin of New Orleans stood on the podium today, sharing REALITY while being LABELED behind his back, without his explicit knowledge, as being, "not our kind of people." This is the guy that spoke his mind and did NOT sit around crossing-his-fingers while his OrleansFamily were suffering. Meanwhile, getting HAMMERED to a damnable CrossOfShame in the 'land of equality,' the 'land of the free.'

When the eddy failed -- excuse me, is that 'levie?' -- I wondered why, and the answers are in the differences between those two words above, "eddy" OR "levy?" HOW EXACTLY?

Because circular sea-walls, in 'petals,' break the onslaught of water, whereas flat-walls fail. Which is cheaper? Fixing FailedWallDesign and entire cities everytime there is a Hurricane? Which is cheaper? Adding a beautiful aerial design that attracts tourism to the city and REAL jobs forever or fixing the same failed designs over and over? On those 'petals' could be wind-generators and gondolas, parasail-rides and roller-coasters, generating the taxable income and paychecks to perpetuate LIFE.

Anybody that finds 'sin-city' to be 'intolerable' is always 'free' to move to a 'city of hate.' Utah has lots. Rexburg, Idaho is a prime example. Larramie, Wyoming too.

I smoked a cigarette and the 'righteous' says, 'not my kind of people.'
I left out porn on the coffee table, and the 'bestofthebest' says, 'not my kind of people.'
I walked the street at night and the 'positive' say, 'not my kind of people.'
I celebrated a living, perfectly created plant, and the 'greater-than-me' say, 'not my kind of people.'
I used a word of the same language they speak, and they say, 'not my kind of people.'
I drove an old shitty pickup, and they say, 'not my kind of people.'
My clothes have a stain or rip, and the 'good' say, 'not my kind of people.'
I couldn't pay my bills, and the 'holy' say, 'not my kind of people -- unless you do this, that or something else.'

Bethel, Maryland is another example. These folks leave hate on my door, uninvited and terrorizing me while claiming, 'not my kind of people -- unless you become like us.'

I went to a bar in Poccatello, Idaho and as I was leaving, was yelled at by 'positive-people,' to show me I was not 'their kind of people.'

Been to Wyoming? Beautiful isn't it? Of course it is. But the hate runs deep, 'proving' how 'good-people' are 'supposed' to live without 'those kinds of people.'

I went to the seat of government and was discriminated against because I wasn't 'the right kind of people.'

I misspelled a few words, transposed a couple simple things, and the 'educated' say, 'not my kind of people.'

I went to a gay-bar and wasn't 'gay' enough, apparently, 'not their kind of people either,' I guess.

At a 'straight-club,' I was too 'gay' or some shit, so I guess I'm not 'their kind of people' either.

IN THE LAND OF THE FREE -- THE LAND OF EQUALITY.

And it makes me wanna puke -- HAMMERED on a CrossOfShame for breathing. You're next.

The Mayor of New Orleans is a HERO -- and I ELECT HIM PRESIDENT for FreedomOfSpeech and TRUE CelebrationOfDiversity. I don't know if he smokes GOD-Medicine or not, but I'd love to smoke a joint with somebody who is REAL and watch a live-stage show of humans playing (sex) instead of HATE/WAR -- any day of the week -- any second -- and the CrossOfShamers can just watch in their perversions of hatred while I hold my head HIGHER, PROUDER with ULTIMATE_INTEGRITY.

claytOnleOnwintOn -- (TheManWith3BackwardsNo'sInHisName)
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