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As a conservative, I feel outraged enough that the government profligately wasted Chinese bondholder money on an ad in the Superbowl. -Brian J. Noggle
Heh heh. I've always thought that NASA's project budget could be justified by gesturing at a large poster of the moon (or whatever) and saying "Eh? Eh? Am I right?" in a high-pitched, excited voice. I call it the "Because It's Space! Dude!" argument.
Hey, come on now!At least oregano and lawn clippings smell GOOD. What's been smoked by the gummint is more like a big turd.
You know what would make the Census a lot less painful? If they just counted everyone except the members of native tribes. I realize this would totally screw up unconstitutional vote-bribery schemes that pass for constitutional apportionment calculations--too bad.The States are just going to have to dig deep into their own pockets to find ways to raise awareness of the plight of tri-sexual fixed-income wombat-herder retirees who don't vote incumbent.Then the federal government wouldn't need to promote the benefits of not assaulting door-to-door federal interrogators.
I have only one response for census workers. "I pay taxes, the government already knows where I live, leave me alone."
Sort of a shame that although I watched the game, I didn't see the ads. Get coffee, or go pee, or check email, or empty an ashtray. Useful stuff, IOW.The only ad I noticed was one that persuaded me that I should not buy Doritos. I don't recall the reason beyond the impression that if you have anything to do with them, pain becomes part of the deal. I'm not masochistic.Art
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