The most important event I covered was the Panama Canal debate, which dragged on for months.
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I took the Canal Zone and let Congress debate; and while the debate goes on, the canal does also.
quote by Theodore Roosevelt
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I was born in Panama, the Republic of Panama, on July 16, 1948 in Panama City, in an area called San Felipe.
quote by Ruben Blades
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Regarding the Panama Canal Treaty negotiations, they will find us standing up or dead, but never on our knees; NEVER!
quote by Omar Torrijos Herrera
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Panama
Jump back, whats that sound ?
Here she comes, full blast and top down.
Hot shoe, burnin down the avenue.
Model citizen zero discipline
Dont you know shes coming home with me?
Youl lose her in the turn.
Ill get her!
Panama, panama
Panama, panama
Aint nothin like it, her shiny machine.
Got the feel for the wheel, keep the moving parts clean.
Hot shoe, burnin down the avenue,
Got an on-ramp comin through my bedroom.
Dont you know shes coming home with me?
Youll lose her in the turn.
Ill get her!
Yeah, were runnin a little bit hot tonight.
I can barely see the road from the heat comin off of it.
Ah, you reach down, between my legs,
Ease the seat back.
Shes blinding, Im flying,
Right behind the rear-view mirror now.
Got the feeling, power steering,
Pistons popping, aint no stopping now!
Panama, panama
Panama, panama
song performed by by Van Halen
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Dial 8
On a sea of nails in self doubt
I push this feeling further into this sound.
In all this failing i could never hide
The truth of pain that left me broken on the inside.
We are the future, We are the lie
Trapped in holy innocence we only wish to thrive
We are the nightmare buried deep in your mind
We are the travesty sweetened with your pain.
Alive, Alive, but Barely Alive.
Alive, Alive, but Barely Alive.
Shepherds spreading death
Dragged outside shot in the head.
Holy maimed again.
Dragged outside shot in the head.
A million faces in a bloody shroud
I hear their voices calling me to put you down.
Covered in blood, drowning in my hate
I covered my eyes, I covered your eyes
I covered my eyes.
We are the cancer eating at your mind.
We are the ministries for all of your crimes.
Shepherds spreading deaht.
Dragged outside shot in the head
Holy maimed again.
Dragged outside shot in the head
Dragged outside shot in the head
Holy maimed, holy maimed again.
song performed by by Velvet Acid Christ
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Blue and You
It was Panama
And blue butterflies
Significant as Blue Velvet
Blue as the sea's surrounding it
Blue as your eye's
With glimmer's of surprise
Dancing with your smile
Near to Panama's quarter mile
You could have won me over
I was vunerable
And open
Empty arms
Just waiting
Your charms
Mixed signals
Sent
Too much time
Spent
Wondering?
Flirtation or imagination?
I'll never know
But Blue Butterflies do exist
In Panama's
Color tipped show
poem by Theodora Onken
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Hookywooky
Im standing with you on your roof
Looking at the chemical sky
All purple blue and oranges
Some pigeons flying by
The traffic on canal streets so noisy
Its a shock
And someones shooting fireworks or a gun
On the next block
An-an-and, I wanna hookywooky with you
I wanna hookywooky with you
The traffics so noisy its a shock
Sounds like fireworks or a gun on the next block
Ah, hookywooky with you
Your ex-lover satchel is here from france
Yet another ex
They gather about you like a mother superior
All of you still friends, but -
None of my old flames ever talk to me when things
End for me they end
They take your pants, your money, your name
But the song still remains
An-an-and, I wanna hookywooky with you
Ah-ha-ha-ha, I wanna hookywooky with you
Then they take your pants, your money, your name
But the song still remains, sayin -
I wanna hookywooky with you
Youre so civilized it hurts
I guess I could learn a lot, ha-ha...
About people, plants and relationships
How not to get hurt a lot
And each lover I meet up your roof
I wouldnt want to throw him off, mmmmm..
Into the chemical sky, down into the streets to die
Under the wheels of a car on canal street
And each lover I meet up on your roof
I wouldnt want to throw him off, mmmmm..
Into the chemical sky
Under the wheels of a car to die on canal street
Ah-ah-hi, I wanna, ah, hookywooky with you
Ah-huh, huh-huh-huh-ah
I wanna hookywooky with you
I wouldnt want to throw him off into the chemical sky
Down into the streets to die
Under the wheels of a car on canal street
Under the wheels of a car on canal street
Under the wheels of a car on canal street
Hookywooky
Under the wheels of a car on canal street
Hookywooky
Under the wheels of a car on canal street
Under the wheels of a car on canal street
Hooky-hooky-hooky-wooky
(under the wheels of a car on canal street)
(under the wheels of a car on canal street)
(under the wheels of a car on canal street)
(under the wheels of a car on canal street)
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Forever—it composed of Nows
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Forever—it composed of Nows—
'Tis not a different time—
Except for Infiniteness—
And Latitude of Home—
From this—experienced Here—
Remove the Dates—to These—
Let Months dissolve in further Months—
And Years—exhale in Years—
Without Debate—or Pause—
Or Celebrated Days—
No different Our Years would be
From Anno Domini's—
poem by Emily Dickinson
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When we are dealing with death we are constantly being dragged down by the event: Humor diverts our attention and lifts our sagging spirits.
quote by Allen Klein
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Each day is same
Each day is same
Becomes Important
With the event
That happens
On the fateful day
Remembered
By one and all
Lies embedded
In heart and mind
Becomes history
With the
Passage of time
Some remember
With tears in eyes
Some with a big smile
Some take it
As one of many
Each day is same
How important it is
Depends on
Individual feelings
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poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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Event Of My Death
Event of my Death
As I Iay in the dawn of the hours waiting for my body to rest
I wonder what I will do in the event of my death….
In the event of my death most just think heaven or hell
No not me it doesn’t stop there…
In the event of my death my spirit will leave my body
My spirit will truly start living
In the event of my death I case my location,
Thinking about what led up to this…
In the event of my death I will visit all my loved ones…
My first visit will be to my king..
I will watch over him making him feel secure..
In the event of my death I will make my presence known
I will make them feel me in the heart and their surroundings…
In the event of my death I will travel…
I will hover over all the pyramids in Egypt,
I will explore all the places I’ve never been..
In the event of my death I will talk with my creator..
I will know all the answers…
Most of all In the Event of my death I will meet with my brother..
My brother and I will be together again…
In the Event of My death I will realize I’m really not dead..
In the Event of My death I will know that my spirit lives on..
I will know what living is all about…
In the Event of My death I will be immortal
I will be goddess a In the Event of My death...
I will be what I was born to be....
I will be free
I will be free of insecurities, free of poverty,
free of calamity, free of a broken heart,
Free of depression, free of negativity,
Free of racism, free of prejudice
I will be free In the Event of my Death
I will be all the things I was born to be...
I will be powerful, I will be beautiful, and I will be limitless
I will be a Goddess in the Event of my death...
Now what will you be....
Author: Templar Thomas
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The Auld Triangle
A hungry feeling
Came oer me stealing
And the mice were squeeling
In my prison cell
And that auld triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the royal canal
Oh! to start the morning
The warden bawling
Get up out of bed, you! and clean out your cell!
And that auld triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the royal canal
Oh! the screw was peeping
And the loike was sleeping
As he lay weeping
For his girl sal
And that auld triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the royal canal
On a fine spring evening
The loike lay dreaming
And the sea-gulls were wheeling
High above the wall
And that auld triangle went jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the royal canal
Oh! the wind was sighing
And the day was dying
As the loike lay crying
In his prison cell
And that auld triangle went jingle-bloody-jangle
All along the banks of the royal canal
In the womens prison
There are seventy women
And I wish it was with them
That I did dwell
Then that auld triangle could go jingle-jangle
All along the banks of the royal canal
song performed by by Pogues
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Time Rules Carved Out Empire Journeys
Darius I of Persia earlier standout stars;
having attacked conquered Ancient Egypt
built a canal linking his Persian Red Sea?
To the Mediterranean through desert sands;
Darius's canal wide enough for two triremes
to pass each other with all oars extended?
Required mere four days to canal traverse;
history turns Persian Roman Empires are extinct?
No Eastern Roman Empire now time rules?
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Event
Your event is beginning to take place,
For it is longer and better to be this.
Your event is pleasant and grand,
For it is bigger and huger to become.
Events are monsterous and happy,
For all time it is. For each man it is. For the event it is.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Bra (Lingerie)
The bra is the
Most exotic body-wear
Too small and of only a handful
Much less than an hand-kerchief
Unladed weight of a very few ounces
Cross-stitched, padded, & deceitful
And has dangerous narrow pass
Just as the Panama canal
Connecting the sweating oceans
Suspended hairline-laces
Of an accurate physical balance
With delicate twin pans
To manage the mass weight
Of differing sizes
And a tolerance mechanism
That gets adjusted itself
For unseen expansions
Of any offensive actions
Tiny in shape and normally hidden
Like a land-mine,
But an explosive device
Forcing an hermit
From out of his recluse
Louis Santhana
poem by Santhana Louis
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Panama Freighter
Night close in on a shanty town.
Panama freighter wearing rusty brown.
She sails tomorrow and shes homeward bound.
Head up on a lumpy sea.
Im not the only lonely planet rider
In this one horse town, Im thinking.
And I wont over-rate or patronize you.
I know were as different as chalk and cheese;
As black hole winters and salad days
And I wouldnt like your mother much anyway.
But its not her Im taking home with me.
Dont intend to dress you in silver threads
Like some trophy in sublime seclusion.
Wont try to educate or civilize you.
Night close in on a shanty town.
Panama freighter wearing rusty brown.
She sails tomorrow and shes homeward bound
And youre bound to come home with me.
On the panama freighter with me.
song performed by by Jethro Tull
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Monuments
Monuments
They have gone now not a trace left but hazy memories.
Leaves are getting yellow there is no denying fall is here.
I’m the sole survivor standing on a plateau of nothingness
where dust of wasted years, blows in the wind. But it was
the wasted years that brought you here, a voice whispers.
I shall not now climb the Eiffel tower from the outside in
honour of the army of welders; whom are all but forgotten.
The name Eiffel lives on, but the man himself lost his crown
when trying to construct the Panama Canal. This long hall
I must walk so many doors on each side, I will not enter any
of them to see what’s inside, my curiosity is gone I need not
know. My object is to reach the end of the corridor where
I see shadows, perhaps the great man Eiffel is there, if not
I hope they are, the welders of the monument made of Iron.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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The Second Poem
the woman wears a long gown
covering her toes
she veils her face and neck
there is no way that you can see
her veins
her back is covered with
fox hair
she wears gloves and her
mouth is covered with
silk cloth
she looks like a mummy
though fashionable in some sense
less the context of
death
get nearer she has a very
important matter to reveal
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Finally, as the digestive canal is a complex system, a series of separate chemical laboratories, I cut the connections between them in order to investigate the course of phenomena in each particular laboratory; thus I resolved the digestive canal into several separate parts.
quote by Ivan Pavlov
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While the debate on the Patriot Act is far from over, it is important that all Americans continue in this dialogue and work together to ensure greater security for our nation.