that i want to talk about. i am tired of patriotic people who traipse about talking about how great america is for all of her vices. i say whatever. why is america so cool? i just ask myself, besides the fact that i was born here as oppossed to somewhere else, why are we such a great country? really, in the context of every other modern industrialized country we don't have much to brag about. You can maybe say that we were the exemplar for many of the changes (though I am not sure how far that flies), but even so right here right now (thank you again jesus) we are falling ever farther behind our contemporaries (education, wages, labor, prison population, corporate scandals, etc.). so i can't really understand this american pride thing. is the argument that i should honor the land because i happened to appear in its boundaries? in that respect why the fuck ain't i a beautiful indian? where are my flowing black tresses? and my wide lips, welcoming every papoose? instead i have lank blonde hair no lips to speak of and am oppressed when i raise my voice against the slaughtering of innocents abroad. halleluja! i guess i am just asking those who are 'proud to be american' why? give me some reasons. make me believe.

Government agency finds 71% of foreign-owned companies and 61% of U.S. firms paid no tax on profits. This study is a confimation of the same one done 5 years ago with similar results. So these multi-billion dollar profit-making machines are paying much less a percentage of their earnings than you or I to the Man. Also 94% of companies paid 5% or less of their earnings as taxes-damn fine tax rate! I don't even want to bother complaining. So there it is. Wish I was a corporation, being plain ole human makes me feel such the chump.

We went to see it last night. It's in German with subtitle. I liked it a lot. Nice to see some good ole Deutschland again. And to hear it, it's such a fun language. The theme is also pretty good, and although it's a somewhat hokey comedy, it deals with the reality of the people who lived in East Germany as the wall came down and their lives were turned upside down. What a strange time to live in. Socialism fading behind you, and the wide world of capitalism beckoning. Trading your role as citizen and comrade for consumer and producer. Awwww. Wie Toll!. So I would reccomend it for anyone who knows German or doesn't mind subtitles. Have fun.

Hells Yeah! Fun times. Though it started out much like any other Saturday at my house, it ended up being a blast. The spoons, they were aflyin'. The treats were neat as well. The frosting was a nice touch. Much more palatable. I can't wait till Mamaho finds the surprise I left for her. Oh how she's gonna love it. The troll in the attic is cuter than everyone says. He doesn't bite hard either. I wonder what happended to the artbomb attempt? Did it grow vagina wings and fly? Or a penis drill and dig. How droll. Say it for me Trisha "dro-oll". I really hate putting periods before quotation marks. So we go soon to fabulous Nonna's for some good cookins. Ummmmm