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And the problem is once you get into this campaign business and begin to have a lot of money, then the person on the bench begins to think - what's going to happen if I decide the case this way or that way?

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You can decide what you want to eat for dinner, you can decide to go away for the weekend, and you can decide what clothes you’re going to wear in the morning, but when it comes to artistic things, there's never a rhyme or reason. It’s, like, they just happen. And they happen when they happen.

quote by Meat Loaf
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One Problem At A Time

No one person can solve
all the problems of the world,
but if we all united,
we could solve
one problem at a time.

If all countries of the world
could learn to trust one another,
instead of being suspicious of one another,
we could solve
one problem at a time.

If we could see no difference
within another person
because of their colour or their religion,
we could all unite
and start solving
one problem at a time.

Unfortunately, no one person can do it,
but one person can start it,
then collectively we can begin
to turn things around
and start solving
one problem at a time.

1 August 2009

poem by David Harris
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I realize that the majority of people in the entertainment business happen to be Democrats. I have no problem with that. And they should have no problem with the fact that I'm a Republican.

quote by Shannen Doherty
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A Place To Sit

Smoochers and snoggers, and resting joggers
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Ramblers and walkers, and street hawkers
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.

Mini’s and Roller’s, and lady strollers
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Old folk and young folk, and dogs with no folk
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.

Market traders and cavers, and money savers
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Children that play who meet everyday
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.

Students and teachers, and lay preachers
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Loose women and boys the ‘for sale’ toys
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.

Addicts and dealers, and police squealers
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Dogs out for a pee who can’t find a tree
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.

Drunks in the night who like to fight
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Spray painters and doodlers, and bench abusers
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.

Vandals and hooligans, and booted ruffians
all seem to stop at this concrete bench.
Demolishers and breakers, and obliterators
never stopped until they destroyed this concrete bench.

poem by Orlando Belo
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Government does not have a revenue problem; government has a spending problem. Government does not have a revenue problem; government has a priority problem. It is time that we begin to fine tune our focus and decide what the priority of government ought to be.

quote by Marsha Blackburn
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Well, I - all cases to me have interest. Every case is important to somebody, the people litigating that case. But the most difficult case for me is the case where one person says a, the other person says b, and you just don't know for certain who is not telling you the truth.

quote by Judge Mills Lane
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It is essential that there should not only be a limit on campaign spending but it should be required to say where that money is spent and how it is spent. I think there has been more abuse in campaign spending, actually, than in campaign contributors.

quote by Bill Scott
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WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME?

I was watching my TV one night when they broke in with a special report
About some devastating earthquake in Peru
There were thirty thousand crushed to death, even more were buried alive
On the Richter scale it measured 8.2
And I said, "God, please answer me one question...
Why'd they have to interrupt The Simpsons just for this?"
What a drag, 'cause I was taping it and everything
And now I'll have to wait for the rerun to see the part of the show I missed
Why does this always happen...
Why does this always happen to me?
Why does this always happen...
Why does this always happen to me?
I was driving down the highway when all the traffic slowed to a crawl
There was a 12-car pile-up, everybody dead
And I saw brains and guts and vital organs splattered everywhere
As well as my friend Robert's disembodied head
And I thought - Poor Rob, I just had lunch with him
Hey, wait a minute, he still owes me money . what a jerk
Well, there's five bucks that I'm never gonna see again
Plus now, on top of everything else, it looks like I'm gonna be late to work
Oh, why does this always happen...
Why does this always happen to me?
Why does this always happen...
Why does this always happen to me?
Oh, the other day my boss said we were running low on toner
And he told me I should buy another case
Well, I told him I was busy, but he still just kept on asking
So I turned around and stabbed him in the face
Oh, and wouldn't you know it?
My knife got stuck
I guess that's probably bound to happen now and then
But I'm afraid I may have bent the tip a little
And I know the blade will never ever be quite as sharp again
Oh tell me, why does this always happen...
Why does this always happen to me?
Why does this always happen...
Why does this always happen to me?
Why does this always happen to me?
Why does this always happen to me?

song performed by by Weird Al Yankovic
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Where Does All The Money Go

Orbison/price
Well I love this business, its been good to me
Ive got a different shirt to wear every day cant you see?
The crowds, they respond to me they got my tickets
And you know my pictures aint free, so Im asking you, I really wanna know
Where does all the money go?
Well I dig applause, yeah, I get high from that sound
I got roadies, tailors, barbers and bodyguards hangin round
I got a top rated tv show, they play my records on the radio
But wont you tell me true, theres one thing Ive got to know
Where does all the money go?
I got expired credit cards, a pool in my back yard
I bought myself a lot of friends, I got a mortgage on a mansion
And a mid waist expansion and at forty the fun begins
I love this business but it might be the death of me
Ive endorsed a lot of products but you dont get me name for free
Im not really hard to please, just gimme top billing in every press release
And Im asking you, just listen to my show, where does all the money go?
Well Ill be in this business till Im under the old oak tree
And the folks will pay a lot of their money just to walk over me
Ive got a hungry agent, gets a gig in every nation, and he books for my nominal fee
Well I never saw any cash, but I know somewhere theres got to be one hell of a stash
And the epitaph I want on my headstone is where did all the money go?

song performed by by Roy Orbison
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God Always Answers Prayers

When the idea is not right, God says, 'No'

No - when the idea is not the best
No - when the idea is absolutely wrong
No - when although it may help you it could create
problems for someone else.

When the time is not right, God says, 'Slow'

What a catastrophe it would be
If God answered every prayer at the snap of your
fingers.
Do you know what would happen?
God would become your servant, not your master.
Remember: God's delay is not God's denial
God's timing is perfect
Patience is what we need in prayer

When you are not right, God says, 'Grow'

The selfish person must grow in unselfishness
The cautious person must grow in courage
The timid person must grow in confidence
The dominating person must grow in sensitivity
The critical person must grow in tolerance
The negative person must grow in positive attitudes
The pleasure-seeking person must grow in compassion
for suffering people

When everything is all right, God says, 'Go'

Then miracles happen
A hopeless alcoholic is set free
A drug addict finds release
A doubter becomes a child in his belief
Diseased tissue responds to treatment, and healing
begins
The door to your dream suddenly swings open
And there stands God saying, 'Go! '

Cheers,

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Aarella

I love my child and my work,
I love my mind and my work,
So try and let me know if you love me too.

It is very strange!
I set up a business and my close friends are not interested in it;
But, they only wait for me to send them free sums of money.

Aarella, my friends are only interested in my money!
But, they are not ready to push up this business together with me.
They only want my money but not my business,
But the very money i do send to them is from my business.

poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Anybody can decide if they have got the money to fight a case if they don't like a particular thing, and they complain to the watch committee, local council or whatever.

quote by Timothy West
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“LIVES” are Priceless

Believe it, humans cost money, they’re profits, and lives aren’t

important:

“It costs to be born, ”
“It costs to live, ”
“It costs to die.”

In the agriculture industry, money comes before being fed.

In the fashion industry, money comes before being clothed.

In the real estate industry, money comes before being sheltered.

In the business industry, money comes before doing without needs.

In the health industry, money comes before saving lives.

In the funeral industry, money comes before burying a life.

Money is the main human sacrifice and those celebrities are the public example; the dramas and appraisers surrounding their lives are preyed upon by tabloids that make earnings about their publicity:

Their charity work, it’s worth bronze.
Their childhood, it’s worth silver.
Adultery exposure, nude images, drugs, DUI, etc. it’s worth gold.
Death or prison sentence, a pandemonium, that’s worth platinum!

Coming into this world you’re paying a price, but what will happen if people can’t afford to buy anymore? Nah, that wouldn’t happen—it’s always will or a way, and even with the different birth control life can’t be eliminated.

poem by Francee Bouvenir
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Everyone happy :)

Everyone happy
Everyone happy when they can pay their bills
Everyone happy when they have money in their pocket
Everyone happy when a person tells them they love you
Everybody happy when they have food on their table
Everyone happy when they have cloths on their back
Everyone happy everything goes right in there life
Everyone happy when find them a boyfriend or girlfriend
Everyone happy when they pass a test
Everyone happy when they get a new car
What happen when you lose everything?
What happen when you don’t have anywhere to go?
Or no food on your table
Your lights about to get cut off
No money in your pocket
Bills are due no money
Can you still be happy and have a smile on your face

poem by Jovahn Davis
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There is a great difference between worry and concern. A worried person sees a problem, and a concerned person solves a problem.

quote by Harold Stephens
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Extremely Left

Some would see me as a left extremist, but I'm not, I understand economics very well, I understand why our system isn't functioning correctly. I have no degree to state this but it doesn't make me any less wrong. I have read though enough articles and documents how this or that would fix our system. It is the monetary system itself that is part of the problem, it is the governance of that system that is part of the problem, it is the way our money is both created and distributed that is the problem. They're too many facts pointing all in one direction to ignore. We must open our eyes and see behind the smooth talkers, manipulating anything and everything for there own benefit before it is too late. I don't hate government. I don't hate small business. I'm not an anarchist. I believe they have there place. But I also believe when corruption is in the open and no one cares we have a problem.

Some might think I'm off my rocker, but how do you get trillions of dollars in debt? Where does this debt come from? I recently saw a chart 1/3 of it came from bush era tax cuts for the rich. I heard someone say the corruption is now in the form of consolidation of what little wealth we have left. While that maybe true, I still believe that is in preparation for the second collapse. Or the first one that never really happen. Depending on your perspective. A soften fall by printing money that doesn't exist that's written upon government debt. Be confident people it won't hurt if you keep spending. But what your continuously spending is really doing is perpetuating the cycle of corruption. Providing more money to corporations they can use to influence our government more. Another words the debt was created to give corporation more power. I would say boycott everything if I thought that was possible. I would say lets have modern Boston tea party if I thought we could get away with it. But that method I believe is useless. The only ones I think can stop it are the politicians. Will they though? I doubt it. I have a voice as you do and we must keep speaking. And that is right now my number one objective. Will it solve anything? I don't know, but I must try. So I can say I was not one of those good people who did nothing.

poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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Is Education A Business?

Is Education A Business

Is education a business
Or should it even be?

This is a question, which has always bothered me!
What is the purpose of educating students?

Should we pay more to teachers
Or could we do something even more prudent?

If you listen to some administrators the problem is money
When asked they will say, ' There simply is not enough to have any! '

If this were truly the problem the cure could be
Raise our already high taxes to what they really should be.

However, money may not be solely the answer
The question moreover they said coldly may actually be,
' We simply aren't teaching the students enough,
They are not passing the tests! '

To which the brilliant educational bureaucrat sadly laments.' We need more money to teach to the Test! '

Remember John Dewey, the man who organized the library, he also lend theories to straighten up our schools.

His applied theories were successful,
His students succeeded,
But was it his message that we heeded?

Dewey taught us that if we taught for learning,
We wouldn't look back,
Instead we would look forward,
And every press on, everyone succeeded all over the town.

You see this is learning, just plain and simple!

Lower the taxes,
Lower the tests,
Raise the bar of learning,
That is truly how our students learn best!

poem by Nadalia Bagratuni
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My Mind Will Not Allow You To Escape

Don't ever use me to lie,
To defend your insecurities.
My integrity,
Is not appreciative of that.

Do not get yourself entrapped,
By the use of those acts.
You will not enjoy the outcome,
If done! And that is a fact.

Or the consequences,
I decide to apply.

That turn the other cheek business?
God knows I have a problem,
In the doing of it!

My mind will not allow you,
To escape unscathed.
As if what you have done to me,
Has my endorsement.
And is okay!

It isn't!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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The Big Problem....

There is this BIG PROBLEM
WE decided not to talk about it
We think that that problem must solve itself
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So day and night the problem stays there
Like a drunkard in the room
Vomiting
To every nook of the house
The house
That smells like fucking
Shit

But that problem is never considered a problem
There is a room for it to stay
And it can stay
It cannot consume us
It has no mouth and so it has no teeth
It has no tongue it cannot say a word
It stays there like a piece of art
And we begin to appreciate it
Like a piece of rock
Unchanged in the middle of the living room
We eat lunch there
They prepare nice dinners
We drink red wine
We munch chocolates
And sweet berries
The problem stays but it cannot nag us
Because we can pretend
That it is a brother
That we cannot junk but only love
And keep as part of the
Company

There is still this problem
And it did not solve itself
We live by this problem and this problem lives with us
Symbiosis

And so now
What is the problem? Is this a problem after all these years?
It is not anymore
We have learned that it is not a problem anymore
We die soon
And it shall perhaps disappear
Shall it weep over our departure?
That is its problem.