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Hornswaggle is an alternate spelling of
hornswoggle, an archaic word that means to bamboozle or hoodwink. I take my
pronunciation from the late Harvey Korman in "Blazing Saddles" --
"I want rustlers, cutthroats, murderers,
bounty hunters, desperados, mugs, pugs, thugs, nitwits, halfwits, dimwits,
vipers, snipers, conmen, Indian agents, Mexican bandits, muggers,
buggerers, bushwhackers, hornswagglers, horse thieves, bull dykes, train
robbers, bank robbers, ass kickers, shit kickers and Methodists!"
All this talk about the Pledge of Allegiance. Please. The headline of the San Francisco Ragzaminer today was "God-Banned Decision." The SF Comical had a full frontpage spread about it in red and blue ink. My experience with public school was brief: 2nd grade and that's it. But I remember saying the pledge and, looking back on it, it strikes me as Stalinistic. But really, who cares either way? All this is doing is distracting the public, once again, from the fact that the human race is going down in flames. Read this and soil your diapers. How does that coincide with your post-war Commie conspiracy, huh? While you're reading it, why don't you just go ahead and tweeze out some nose hairs at the same time and consider yourself purged of sin for the week. You can skip confessional.
Now, I can't take everything this guy says at face value (for instance I'd like to see the math he refers to on the planet's oil reserves, although I have often wondered how long said reserves can hold out with the mind-boggling energy consumption that's going on and increasing every day) but I can't dismiss much of what he says out of hand, either. It's certainly food for thought. Kindly submitted by the Chancellor of Cuyahoga Valley, Martin F.