Surprising what you get if you drag a pack of birth control pills across the commons at Georgetown Law School. Stand back and watch the slut scramble which ensues! By keeping American women constantly concerned about unwanted pregnancy, the conservative males who secretly control the world have kept women from reaching and breaking through the glass ceiling. Everybody at Georgetown Law knows that!
Ever wonder why there has never been a female equivalent to Stalin, Mao, Hitler, or even Rush Limbaugh? The fear of pregnancy. God, in Her infinite wisdom, programmed the sexes to different functions. Woman to bare children and nurture them. Man to hunt, kill, and rule the world. Men are predators, women are prey. The Islamic take on the relationship of the sexes will dominate, because the enlightened ones are not reproducing, and Islamic women know how it was intended to be used. "Go forth and multiply!" not, "Go forth and contracept." was the advice given Adam and Eve.
It is timely advice then and it is true now. The religion of peace will occupy the new Europe by 2050 unless a baby boom ensues. Japan will cease to exist in a hundred years.
The new leaders of the world are using the population bomb to take over. Abortion is the tool which hastens the West's demise. Nations which do not believe in the sanctity of life, especially the unborn, are doomed.
These laws of nature are not always adhered to however. Occasionally, a freak of nature or a "fluke" comes along. Enter the petite Georgetown University Law co-ed, who even with a make-over, and a note from her vet, would place her dead last to leave a DC area bar at closing.
Sandra Kay Flucke, pronounced "Fluke" is a radical feminist who has championed women's reproductive rights since her mother explained the bloody curse which struck her at age 10.
"I have been menstruating monthly for 23 years. Do you know what that is like, Limbaugh? Bleeding from the Who-ha, the bloating, the cramps, the odor? The devil's playground closed for repair? Out of order, irritable and irrational. I wish I were a man! This is why I feel businesses must offer and cover transgender operations to individuals who find themselves trapped inside a body gendered incompatible to their desires. I used the contraceptive shtick to gain a national audience. I am really all about changing the plumbing and my name to Sandy! I don't even like children. They are little and smell funny! If it were up to me I'd place a bounty on them."
"You, Limbaugh, are my ticket to transgender nirvana! I am going to ride you like a rented mule! My candle is lit. My fame is secure! My name will be in the history books along side Margaret Sanger, Gloria Steinem, Amelia Earhart, Susan B. Anthony, Rosa Parks, Madonna, Sacajawea, Pocahontas, Alice the Goon, Monica L., and Sting. Did I mention that I love cats?"
If this tome means anything at all, and it probably doesn't, until Americans view those people who kill American citizens through abortion as evil, our society deserves what it gets. A multicultural society which will balkanize as soon as the lights turn off. I am OK with that. Do blacks know 40% of the 40 million abortees are black?
Four die in Ohio, three thousand at the World Trade Center,tragic as they are, pale to the 40 million aborted American Citizens since Roe V Wade in 1973. Where is the sense of proportion?
Radical feminist are monsters. Abortion as birth control is evil.
In an interesting twist, researchers at Johns Hopkins Medical Center have just announced a simple blood test which will identify any major fetal birth defects including Downs and the other trisomy anomalies, as well as homosexuality. Now straight parents will not have to give birth to a homosexual child. I still do not believe in abortion. The researchers at Johns Hopkins are evil to find a test that discriminates against any unborn child! All life is precious and should be regarded as such no matter, race, religion, sexual identity, political leanings or physical attractiveness, intellect, or body mass index, income, or age.
I celebrate Limbaugh and that slut, what was her name now?
Jackson Delano Maybolt, President Urban Poverty Law Center
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Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Was Barack Obama An Accidental President? Urban Poverty Law Center
President Barack H. Obama probably owes his life and therefore his presidency to the difficulty of obtaining an abortion in pre Roe v Wade America. Even though a few states including Hawaii liberalized the abortion laws in 1970, it was not until the above case was ruled upon in 1973 that a woman's right to choose life or death for her unborn child was guaranteed.
I posit if abortion on demand had been the law of the land when 17 yr old Ann Dunham hooked up, after Russian Language Studies class(Screams CIA), with 21 yr old Barack Hussein Obama Sr in 1960, B H Obama, Jr could have ended up in a landfill in Hawaii.
Where his essence, tragically cut short, could have been consumed by any of a thousand Laughing Sea Gulls. And he was gobbled down by a special seagull who was mourning the loss of one of her three goslings who got to close to the edge of the nest and this is where the facts get muddled because he was either pushed or fell to his death. She was a good mother.
From the landfill it is a short flight over a mountain range to her nest near Waimea Bay. As the gull flew high over the ocean, the fetal remains of our 44th president made its way to the gull's cloaca which serves as the septic tank for all birds and is conveniently located under the tail. The fetus Obama, remarkable even aborted, in a display of Herculean bravado, was able to pry open the sea gull's c-hole.
Obama audibly gasped when he looked down at the water below and asked the gull who noticed tiny Obama peaking out of her cloaca, "Say Bird, how high above the water do you suppose we are?"
The gull looked with one eye, then cocked her head to view the ocean with the other eye and replied, "I suppose about a mile."
To which Obama, the fetus, hastily challenges the gull with, "Y y yo you wouldn't sh sh sh sha shit me, would you?"
And the sea gull took the remarkable fetus Obama back to her nest and raised him with her two goslings and when he was three yrs old she gave him back to Ann Dunham. I believe this is why this man had such a hard time producing a believable birth certificate.
Hey, the founders of Rome, Romulus and Mitt Romney, were raised by a she-wolf. It could happen. It is just as believable as the real story reported below:
Instead this blob of cells, produced by the union of these two young lovers, who may or may not have been under the influence of alcohol, took the required actions for two minutes or less if Ann was a moaner, to facilitate the introduction of one special sperm into one remarkable ova; I repeat, this parasitic blob of cells was allowed to finish its mission in utero and Ann Dunham pushed out the now famous 44th president of the United States in a hospital somewhere in Hawaii, it is rumored.
Since Roe v Wade, millions and millions of little Baracks and Barackettes have been cheated of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness in our nation. Yes, some of these snuffed out lifelettes would have chosen a path of crime, but somebody's got to step up to the plate and run for congress. Narcissistic, self-serving, sociopaths aren't born everyday, thanks to abortion, you know.
I wonder what great works of art or letters or inventions have been lost by our culture of war against the conceived, and as yet unborn? Perhaps the one who was to break the code for the attack on the World Trade Towers and prevent this horrendous event was aborted in 1974 in Chicago.
Maybe, just maybe, one abortee in San Francisco in 1982 was going to find a cure for Aids. What about that one aborted in 1975 who was to blow the whistle on Bernie Madhoff before he could swindle millions from his investors.
In a more serious note I am grateful the punk who would have crashed into me in 1999 on his moped, killing both me and my dog instantly, while hyped up on cocaine and Jack Daniels was instead aborted in August of 1980. Well, that is not quite true. I was killed instantly, but the dog's back was broken and the sheriff, Tom Snackadoodle, shot "Microsoft" in the head with his service revolver soon after he arrived at the scene. The kid who struck us didn't have a scratch on him.
And no Microsoft was not named after the software company, he was the runt of the litter and his fur was very soft. We do not put on airs here in the South. Any yankee will tell you we ain't near that clever. Uh-huah, uh-hunh!
The only reason a Southern Writer ever gets published is so the yankee critics can laugh at what a moron he/she is! It is an affirmative action program run by the yankee publishing houses. They know some people like shitty literature.
"Byron, I do believe old John Grisham dangled a few participles in his last tome. Care to join me at the bath house this afternoon?"
"Jonathan, you know I can not resist you! And yes I do believe Mr. Grisham almost had a believable plot this time. Ha, ha, ha, ahha!"
I guess what I have to say is I have no beef with abortion after all. It must be God's will.
Isn't everything?
Jackson Delano Maybolt, President, Urban Poverty Law Center
"Jack, was the dog sharing his blow with you and packing heat?" Mother Maybolt, 1928-2008
Post Script: My private investigator has informed me Obama's mother Gull is still alive and is living in a hut near the metropolitan landfill in Honolulu. She has her own secret service detail at a cost to taxpayers of several millions of dollars each year. JDM
I posit if abortion on demand had been the law of the land when 17 yr old Ann Dunham hooked up, after Russian Language Studies class(Screams CIA), with 21 yr old Barack Hussein Obama Sr in 1960, B H Obama, Jr could have ended up in a landfill in Hawaii.
Where his essence, tragically cut short, could have been consumed by any of a thousand Laughing Sea Gulls. And he was gobbled down by a special seagull who was mourning the loss of one of her three goslings who got to close to the edge of the nest and this is where the facts get muddled because he was either pushed or fell to his death. She was a good mother.
From the landfill it is a short flight over a mountain range to her nest near Waimea Bay. As the gull flew high over the ocean, the fetal remains of our 44th president made its way to the gull's cloaca which serves as the septic tank for all birds and is conveniently located under the tail. The fetus Obama, remarkable even aborted, in a display of Herculean bravado, was able to pry open the sea gull's c-hole.
Obama audibly gasped when he looked down at the water below and asked the gull who noticed tiny Obama peaking out of her cloaca, "Say Bird, how high above the water do you suppose we are?"
The gull looked with one eye, then cocked her head to view the ocean with the other eye and replied, "I suppose about a mile."
To which Obama, the fetus, hastily challenges the gull with, "Y y yo you wouldn't sh sh sh sha shit me, would you?"
And the sea gull took the remarkable fetus Obama back to her nest and raised him with her two goslings and when he was three yrs old she gave him back to Ann Dunham. I believe this is why this man had such a hard time producing a believable birth certificate.
Hey, the founders of Rome, Romulus and Mitt Romney, were raised by a she-wolf. It could happen. It is just as believable as the real story reported below:
Instead this blob of cells, produced by the union of these two young lovers, who may or may not have been under the influence of alcohol, took the required actions for two minutes or less if Ann was a moaner, to facilitate the introduction of one special sperm into one remarkable ova; I repeat, this parasitic blob of cells was allowed to finish its mission in utero and Ann Dunham pushed out the now famous 44th president of the United States in a hospital somewhere in Hawaii, it is rumored.
Since Roe v Wade, millions and millions of little Baracks and Barackettes have been cheated of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness in our nation. Yes, some of these snuffed out lifelettes would have chosen a path of crime, but somebody's got to step up to the plate and run for congress. Narcissistic, self-serving, sociopaths aren't born everyday, thanks to abortion, you know.
I wonder what great works of art or letters or inventions have been lost by our culture of war against the conceived, and as yet unborn? Perhaps the one who was to break the code for the attack on the World Trade Towers and prevent this horrendous event was aborted in 1974 in Chicago.
Maybe, just maybe, one abortee in San Francisco in 1982 was going to find a cure for Aids. What about that one aborted in 1975 who was to blow the whistle on Bernie Madhoff before he could swindle millions from his investors.
In a more serious note I am grateful the punk who would have crashed into me in 1999 on his moped, killing both me and my dog instantly, while hyped up on cocaine and Jack Daniels was instead aborted in August of 1980. Well, that is not quite true. I was killed instantly, but the dog's back was broken and the sheriff, Tom Snackadoodle, shot "Microsoft" in the head with his service revolver soon after he arrived at the scene. The kid who struck us didn't have a scratch on him.
And no Microsoft was not named after the software company, he was the runt of the litter and his fur was very soft. We do not put on airs here in the South. Any yankee will tell you we ain't near that clever. Uh-huah, uh-hunh!
The only reason a Southern Writer ever gets published is so the yankee critics can laugh at what a moron he/she is! It is an affirmative action program run by the yankee publishing houses. They know some people like shitty literature.
"Byron, I do believe old John Grisham dangled a few participles in his last tome. Care to join me at the bath house this afternoon?"
"Jonathan, you know I can not resist you! And yes I do believe Mr. Grisham almost had a believable plot this time. Ha, ha, ha, ahha!"
I guess what I have to say is I have no beef with abortion after all. It must be God's will.
Isn't everything?
Jackson Delano Maybolt, President, Urban Poverty Law Center
"Jack, was the dog sharing his blow with you and packing heat?" Mother Maybolt, 1928-2008
Post Script: My private investigator has informed me Obama's mother Gull is still alive and is living in a hut near the metropolitan landfill in Honolulu. She has her own secret service detail at a cost to taxpayers of several millions of dollars each year. JDM
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