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given our violent and lousy behavior, anyone who thinks an alien species more technologically advanced and more intelligent than we are would have any interest in communicating with us has got to be nuts. i envision such advanced beings as using the existence of humanity as a tool for scaring their children into good behavior rather than for any other purpose -- as in "eat your spinach or you'll have to spend the night on earth alone." but who would subject their offspring to that given a choice?
GW Bush has got to be the biggest f*** up in high places our society has seen in a long while. it's easy to see he and god are two of the biggest f*** ups one can imagine. god's track record, taking into consideration such things as millenia of faminue, plague, war; the holocaust, conditions in africa today, AIDS, and etc, set him apart as the standard bearer of a world class league of screw balls and failures with shrub as a star member. infinite and unknowable indeed.
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Whoever we are
Wherever we're from
We shoulda noticed by now
Our behavior is dumb
And if our chances
Expect to improve
It's gonna take a lot more
Than tryin' to remove
The other race
Or the other whatever
> From the face
Of the planet altogether
They call it the earth Which is a dumb kinda name But they named it right 'cause we behave the same... We are dumb all over Dumb all over, Yes we are Dumb all over, Near 'n far Dumb all over, Black 'n white People, we is not wrapped tight
Nerds on the left Nerds on the right Religous fanatics On the air every night Sayin' the bible Tells the story Makes the details Sound real gory 'bout what to do If the geeks over there Don't believe in the book We got over here
You can't run a race Without no feet 'n pretty soon There won't be no street For dummies to jog on Or doggies to dog on Religous fanatics Can make it be all gone (I mean it won't blow up 'n disappear It'll just look ugly For a thousand years...)
You can't run a country
By a book of religion
Not by a heap
Or a lump or a smidgeon
Of foolish rules
Of ancient date
Designed to make
You all feel great
While you fold, spindle
And mutilate
Those unbelievers
> From a neighboring state
To arms! to arms! Hooray! that's great Two legs ain't bad Unless there's a crate They ship the parts To mama in For souvenirs: two ears (get down!) Not his, not hers, (but what the hey? ) The good book says: (it gotta be that way!) But their book says: Revenge the crusades... With whips 'n chains 'n hand grenades... Two arms? two arms? Have another and another Our God says: There ain't no other! Our God says It's all okay! Our God says This is the way!
It says in the book: Burn 'n destroy... 'n repent, 'n redeem 'n revenge, 'n deploy 'n rumble thee forth To the land of the unbelieving scum on the other side 'cause they don't go for what's in the book 'n that makes 'em bad So verily we must choppeth them up And stompeth them down Or rent a nice French bomb To poof them out of existance While leaving their real estate just where we need it To use again For temples in which to praise our god (cause he can really take care of business!)
And when his humble tv servant With humble white hair And humble glasses And a nice brown suit And maybe a blond wife who takes phone calls Tells us our God says It's okay to do this stuff Then we gotta do it, 'cause if we don't do it, We ain't gwine up to hebbin! (depending on which book you're using at the Time...can't use theirs... it don't work ...it's all lies...gotta use mine...) Ain't that right? That's what they say Every night... Every day... Hey, we can't really be dumb If we're just following God's orders Hey, let's get serious... God knows what he's doin' He wrote this book here An' the book says: He made us all to be just like him, So... If we're dumb... Then God is dumb... (an' maybe even a little ugly on the side)
Dumb all over (Frank Zappa) You are What You Is