Ripped from the pages of P U L S E, swiftly becoming one of my favorite places on the tubes, and about an hour of time well spent:
I gotta listen again, but I didn't want you to die of Super Bowl flu while I dithered about getting it for you. He was Norman Finkelstein's teacher, and so you gotta listen to that action. You just must.
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So, well, I listened again, and wanted to hear him debate Finkelstein, whom I worship, and lookee hyere:
another hour [17 April 2007]
Ain't I clever....
[They're really going at each other here, and half way through it, I gotta say Petras is fairly well mowing down Finkelstein, once his student, the old coot... oo, oh, no, wait, Norman's back up... oh, uh, nope, back down he goes, but more level.... Even so, I'm still going to worship him... and Petras.... Until one or the other of them does/says something unforgivably wrong/rotten, just out of pure ego, or gain, that is. You don't want to be a blind worshipper. I'm here to tell you. Nope, not, never, not that!]
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I don't think he understands that Obama would not have been allowed to be president without these conditions -- Hillary had to cheat him to a draw in so many places -- and I don't think he understands that the organization he so carefully documents will do worse than just badmouth Obama if he crosses them, much, much worse....
Or: Obama really, truly, doesn't give a shit what we want and will simply invite in anyone who will support him in exchange for anything they want.
Those are the only two explanations I can come up with.
Pick.
It could be a combination of both.
We are so fucked.
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