More Unearthed Hillary Info

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Clinton to McCain - "Pu$$y's Get Caught!" - Diaries of a Warrior

Surely I jest...but I'm struck with the ease that politicians are prone to hyperbole and out right lies. Hillary's account of her Bosnia trip, explained in great detail on multiple occasions, is a classic example of this. However, not for the reason you would think...This is what "THEY" wanted you to believe:


However, I recently came across some top secret documentation compliments of our friends at The Daily Kos

The True Account:

As bullets clawed the air around us and screams echoed down the rubble-strewn tarmac, I felt almost peaceful.

It was a simple mission, they had told me - get in, shake a few hands and mouth a few platitudes, get out. Simple. Yeah.

Things had started going wrong while we were still in the air and only gotten worse from there. So here we were, pinned down, choking on the acrid tang of cordite and the heady scent of human blood. The mission was even simpler now: survive. Whatever the cost, survive.

There was a grunt and a clatter of equipment as Sinbad threw himself down at my side. Sweat glistened on his bare arms, and I could see tendons contracting and relaxing as he squeezed off bursts from his M14. The motion was hypnotic, like a snake about to strike. Perhaps, when all this was over-

No. Concentrate. Focus on the mission. Survive.

A shout from my left drew my head around. Sheryl Crow, guitar still strapped to her back, had taken cover behind a haphazard pile of decaying corpses. Her hair, once lustrous, now lank and greasy, was held back from her eyes by a dirty red headband. Her slim nostrils flared in the dirt-smeared oval of her face, seeking air free of the funeral taint shrouding the airfield. Still, I saw a fierce exultation in her expression that I knew mirrored my own.

Her lithe, nimble fingers stroked the top of an M67 frag grenade, strumming a chord of impending doom. With one quick, economical movement, she plucked the pin free and sent the deadly payload sailing toward the ridge concealing our enemies. My eyes traced the arc, willing it to fly true, to rain death on-

"There!" Sinbad shouted. "The convoy!"

I wrenched my gaze in the direction he was pointing. The boom of the grenade registered only faintly, suddenly unimportant. Thirty yards dead ahead was the real target: the armored convoy, offering safety, shelter, survival. If we could reach it.

"Follow me!" Sinbad roared, levering himself to his feet. As I prepared to follow, a high-pitched whine arrowed across my eardrums and warm, sticky rain splashed my face.

I forced myself to look, already knowing what I would see. The big man lay there, crumpled, the left side of his head a nightmare maze of blood, brains and tight curls of yellowish-orange hair.

Time to mourn later. Survive.

I juked to my left, darting and weaving, somehow making it to Sheryl's position. Her eyes were wide, shock and fear clouding their emerald depths. "Is he-"

"Gone," I snapped. "We have to move. Now."

For a moment I wondered if I would have to leave her behind, but then her jaw tightened and she nodded sharply. "Stay behind me," she said with a brief squeeze of my hand, then she was up and running, moving like a deer.

I followed, matching her as best I could with the mindless insect hum of lead bees filling my ears and the cracked tarmac clutching at my heels. We ran, time stretching, flattening, the convoy impossibly distant, a cruel mirage, too far, too far . . .

And then, somehow, we were almost there. We had made it, we were going to -

A flat crack and the mournful twang of a guitar string. Sheryl fell, scarlet-splashed splinters from the shattered guitar seeming to hang in the air.

I stopped. Men were flooding out of the brush and streaming around the cars. One approached me, smirking, rifle held casually across his body, smoke still rising from the barrel.

"Every day a winding road," he said in heavily accented English, shrugging a shoulder toward Sheryl's body. He stepped closer, almost close enough to touch. "End of road for her today. And you."

Still smirking, he began to raise the rifle. I lunged forward, freed the ka-bar concealed under my pantsuit, and buried it to the hilt in his chest. He grunted, stiffened, and then slid backwards, the knife making a greedy slurping sound as it pulled free.

The other rebels froze, momentarily stunned. There were a lot of them - too many, surely - but it didn't matter. One day, I knew, I would be telling this story to rapt audiences as I made my inevitable march to the Presidency. Would this ragged group of smelly goatfuckers be the ones to stop me? Would they?

I raised the blade to my lips, licked it clean, and began to laugh.

Survive. Whatever the cost, survive.

Reflections of a Kite Runner

I just finished the book Kite Runner a story about the turmoil and struggle of Afghani people over the last 30 years. I love books and become deeply engrossed in the stories that I read. This one is no different and I identified with the main character, Amir, as he confronted his fears and history head on. I want to tell more...but shouldn't. It is an amazing book that I highly recommend.

However its after books like this that I become very sensitive to the global struggle. From Afghanistan, Iraq, Sudan, Zimbabwe, Somali, Ethiopia, Liberia, Tibet, and on and on...there is a fight just to LIVE. As I sit in a coffee shop in San Francisco I'm overwhelmed by blessed life I live and realize that I am in the minority and most people aren't this fortunate. My heart and mind is with those who are in the struggle...



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Back For More Thought

Sorry for the prolonged break in blogging...I have like 2 readers...but I'm dedicated to those two readers!!! :) I know the blogs I read I expect to be updated a few times a day so...I have a long way to go!

I am in the midst of a major travel spurt. I made a quick stop to the NYC to say hey to some friends (old/new) and then went on to Boston. One of the clients I had to see was in Portsmouth, NH and I couldn't help but notice how beutiful and scenic the area was. Three people who used to work for me are from the New England area (Aubrey, Robby, and Kevin) and I wondered why they would ever leave given the beauty. The church on the side is a photo take from Portsmouth. There is a trade off...

Diversity...the people I met were crazy friendly and helpful; the scenery was great, and the food amazing (Who knew New Englanders could cook seafood - - -kidding). But I begin to search around for people of color...any color. As great as the place looked and people were...there was little to no diversity. I begin to wonder about the trade offs of a place like that and if I could live there given my love for people and diversity. Probably not today...but ask me again in about 10 years. :)

Demise of the Democrats

The Democratic Party is working to kill itself. This self destructive pattern is brought on by old guard loyalist within the party, historically weak national governance, and a power hungry / win at all cost family with a track record of setting the Democrats back.

Listen, I'm a progressive. I believe we have a chance to create a new progressive majority. I will talk about this in a subsequent blog, but first let me tackle the factions I see killing the Democratic Party.

Old Guard Party Loyalist
There is an energy that has been building over the last 2 years that have swept the Progressives (Democrats) into front and center as the national party. It began in the election of 2006 where the Dems took control of Congress and has continued during this most recent election cycle positioning them for a realistic chance at winning the Presidency with either a Women or African-American. This movement has been fueled by young voters, independents ready for change, and a grass roots movement that has been gaining a strategic advantage over the Republicans for the last FIVE years. However, Old Guard Party Veterans are loyal to those that helped them along the way. Its this old loyalty that is fueling Clintons campaign to some extent where by delegates committed to her before the race formally began and now are walking in lock step. The Clinton backers range from the Ed Rendall (Governor PA), Evan Bayh (Sen. IN), and most recently John Murtha (Congress PA). I understand that these old school veterans of the party have to display some commitment to those that have been to battle with them in the past. Its to be expected and commended to a point. However, we are now at a point where party and country loyalty have to supersede individual loyalty. More to come later on this thought.

Historically Weak National Leadership
Since losing the Presidential race of 2000, the Dems have struggled to find a national leader to rally behind. Thru the weak leadership of Terry McAuliffe former head of the DNC (2001-2005 and current Clinton Sr. Advisor) The dems managed to lose two congressional elections, one presidency, and countless statewide elections. It was pathetic. The spineless leadership of Dick Gephardt and Tom Daschle (current Obama National Co-Chair) leading a minority congress that was unwilling to stand up to the republicans. Now we have Howard Dean. The election of 2006 was won in spite of Dean and NOT because of him. It would be fairer to say that the Republicans lost the election rather than Dems winning it because they simply became too drunk with power. Dean needs to simply stand up and calm down the rhetoric that has come up in this campaign. He needs to act in the best interest of the party and he has been unwilling. He needs to say emphatically that MI and FL lost their respective voice in the national primary, not because of him, but because their arrogant leadership attempted to break rules that the other 48 states abided by. But don't count on any Democratic leader to stand up...they excel at being quiet.

Power Hungry / Damn The Party Family
Listen, I liked the Clintons as much as the next person. They happen to come to power at the right time and enjoyed a largely successful presidency. The economy boomed not necessarily because of Clinton, but he did a good job of not screwing it up. However, he damanged the party immensely. He galvanized the Republicans into a dominate majority, he caused the Dems to lose control of congress for the first time in 37 years, and he generally screwed Al Gores chances to win the Presidency because of the scandals that he fostered. Now we have a situation of race baiting, declaring that John McCain is more fit than Obama, and generally sticking around too long. Although the Dems enjoyed a huge lead over all their Repub opponents initially, this lead has all be disappeared over the continuation of the Democratic contest. Hillary is not going to catch up to Barack in Pledged delegates, but its her hope to batter him enough that the super delegates give her the nomination. Real smart.

More to come.

Why I Moved

I've been posting thoughts to MySpace blog area for about the last 8 or 9 months. But...quite frankly just couldn't reach people that were not on MySpace...so I've moved. Nothing earth shattering...just some comments.

Excellent Speech On Race

I am sharing with you Baracks speech on Race today and its position in American life. It is the single clearest communication on race by a politician in many of our life times. It is honest and compelling. It is not a biased single sighted view. I encourage you to watch this video and share with me your opinion.

Challenge of White Liberals

As a black politically active semi revolutionist, I have always held certain belief in common unity and common goals for the greater cause. I believe that over time thru give and take, progress is usually made and bonds form. However, many times, I get...over tones of what I like to call immature views from my white liberal friends. I’m a proud liberal/progressive thinker. However I’ve come to believce the following more and more based on the comments I’m hearing out of the Clinton campaign:

White liberals REALLY believe that THEY are the real reason for all the gains made by blacks.

Once you accept that truth...
...your understanding is no longer muddied with..."how could Bill Clinton compare Barack to Jesse Jackson?"...or..."how could Hillary give LBJ credit for the civil rights movement?"...or..."does anyone notice the subtle racial overture of the 3am commerical" or "why is Geraldine Ferraro so damn racist?"

Barack is, according to them, out of line. Out of his place. And they are furious, and feel betrayed. They gave him/us affirmative action, Clinton kissed black babies when he ran, they appeared at black churches...they always did us right...and we repay them with trying to do for ourselves. Ungrateful bastards all.

My man addresses this well (Shhhh...he’s white)

Thoughts On Barack (Originally Posted 2/21/2008)

I started doing side work for as long as I can remember. I built my first website 10 years ago and have been involved in the technology extensively. Eventually my side work grew into a full grown company with employees and health insurance. Along the way the company grew because of a collection of small ideas. One of the central tenants that we based our company on and our future success on was getting the right people.

I would challenge any person to find a successful organization with poor people. Getting and retaining "The Right" people is tough. NO, I repeat NO organization will/can succeed with out a talented team. The book Good to Great describes a Level 5 leader (highest level) as someone who surrounds themselves with talented motivated people and give them room to operate.

This is a compelling reason why I am a big supporter of Barack Obama. For all his lack of experience his campaign has been remarkably organized and fluid. Through his presidential campaign Mr. Obama has illustrated clear vision, strong, sturdy leadership, an ability to inspire his troops, and most importantly, a willingness to choose well-qualified lieutenants to carry out the mission.

We don't need someone who has all of the answers. (That's what the Cabinet is for, Hillary.) We need someone who can help the people of this country work together to come up with solutions that will work.

Novel concept, But while Mrs. Clinton's campaign staff (and finances) implodes, and Mr. McCain carries on as a lone "foot soldier in the Reagan revolution", Barack Obama's ORGANIZATION thrives. He and his team are not complacently expecting people to just show up and support ("because I was a quasi VP during my husband's term" or "because I am a storied veteran"). Mr. Obama's team is on the phone, on the internet, in the streets working it. Not "doing lunch". Not "taking meetings".

A government organization that works…now that is change we can believe in.