Real life does not stray far from the third-grade playground. In the third grade, the good-looking kids get to be teachers' pets, get more food rations and generally can get away with a lot of mischiefs. An ugly kid will be unduly punished.
This TB-afflicted lawyer is so good-looking (with a hot bride to boot) that he intimidated the border guard to allow him to enter the United States even though there was a red alert out for TB Andy's arrest. An uglier couple would have been arrested and beaten.
It's amazing how much symmetry matters in this world!
31 May 2007
At Seventeen in 1990: Ravaged Face & No Social Graces
AT SEVENTEEN
(Janis Ian)
I learned the truth at seventeen
That love was meant for beauty queens
and high school girls with clear skinned smiles
who married young and then retired
The valentines I never knew
The Friday night charades of youth
were spent on one more beautiful
At seventeen I learned the truth
And those of us with ravaged faces
lacking in the social graces
desperately remained at home
inventing lovers on the phone
who called to say – come dance with me
and murmured vague obscenities
It isn't all it seems at seventeen
A brown eyed girl in hand me downs
whose name I never could pronounce
said – Pity please the ones who serve
They only get what they deserve
The rich relationed hometown queen
marries into what she needs
with a guarantee of company
and haven for the elderly
Remember those who win the game
lose the love they sought to gain
in debentures of quality and dubious integrity
Their small-town eyes will gape at you
in dull surprise when payment due
exceeds accounts received at seventeen
To those of us who knew the pain
of valentines that never came
and those whose names were never called
when choosing sides for basketball
It was long ago and far away
The world was younger than today
when dreams were all they gave for free
to ugly duckling girls like me
We all play the game, and when we dare
we cheat ourselves at solitaire
Inventing lovers on the phone
Repenting other lives unknown
that call and say – Come dance with me
and murmur vague obscenities
at ugly girls like me, at seventeen
Copyright © Janis Ian/her co-writer(s) if any/their publisher(s). All rights reserved.
Re-printing these lyrics for limited personal use is fine. Using these lyrics to make money is a violation of lots of laws; do not do that please!
Permission to quote in books, magazines, etc. may be obtained by writing to rudegirlpublishing@janisian.com
(Janis Ian)
I learned the truth at seventeen
That love was meant for beauty queens
and high school girls with clear skinned smiles
who married young and then retired
The valentines I never knew
The Friday night charades of youth
were spent on one more beautiful
At seventeen I learned the truth
And those of us with ravaged faces
lacking in the social graces
desperately remained at home
inventing lovers on the phone
who called to say – come dance with me
and murmured vague obscenities
It isn't all it seems at seventeen
A brown eyed girl in hand me downs
whose name I never could pronounce
said – Pity please the ones who serve
They only get what they deserve
The rich relationed hometown queen
marries into what she needs
with a guarantee of company
and haven for the elderly
Remember those who win the game
lose the love they sought to gain
in debentures of quality and dubious integrity
Their small-town eyes will gape at you
in dull surprise when payment due
exceeds accounts received at seventeen
To those of us who knew the pain
of valentines that never came
and those whose names were never called
when choosing sides for basketball
It was long ago and far away
The world was younger than today
when dreams were all they gave for free
to ugly duckling girls like me
We all play the game, and when we dare
we cheat ourselves at solitaire
Inventing lovers on the phone
Repenting other lives unknown
that call and say – Come dance with me
and murmur vague obscenities
at ugly girls like me, at seventeen
Copyright © Janis Ian/her co-writer(s) if any/their publisher(s). All rights reserved.
Re-printing these lyrics for limited personal use is fine. Using these lyrics to make money is a violation of lots of laws; do not do that please!
Permission to quote in books, magazines, etc. may be obtained by writing to rudegirlpublishing@janisian.com
25 May 2007
Let's Get the Facts Straight!!!
Now this is Torture with a capital T as prescribed by an Al Qaeda Manual. Yet, neither Nancy "Botox" Pelosi nor Her Thighness Hilary Rotten Clinton (Evita) has whispered a word of condemnation against these 7th century savages. Even animals have superior ethos than these filthy cockroaches.
This is NOT torture. This was an adolescent prank at Abu Ghraib, or it could be kinky sex in West Hollywood. Definitely not torture by any stretch of the human imagination.
24 May 2007
Remembering "Joe-jitsu" Anzack

Joe Anzack of Torrance, CA last logged onto his MySpace account on April 24, 2007. He wanted to return home and settle down with someone, according to his brief autobio on MySpace. Joe will never get to do that. Joe was one of three U.S. soldiers who were taken captive by evil-doing Al-Qaeda types, whom the left in this country puissantly supports. It is reported today that Joe's tortured and mutilated body was found in the Euphrates River in Iraq. Joe was only 20 years young. It had not even been two years since he graduated from South High School in Torrance.
This is the first war fought in the Internet era. As frequently chronicled here on The Fairbank Report, the web -- in particular the blogs -- have given voices to fallen heroes. See The Fairbank Report's numerous salutes to fallen liberators; our telling of their stories and lives are made possible by the blogs of the friends of the fallen soldiers. In Hero Ming Sun's case, almost instantly, Ming's friends gave voice to his life via the web. So again here in Liberator Joe Anzack's case. He speaks -- from the grave. And his friends' heartfelt voices via his and their blogs portray a short but fulfilled life. Joe's words and pictures haunt us. It is as if he's still with us.
Perhaps he is.
21 May 2007
Tainted Chinese Toothpaste!
Will these bloody Chinese stop at nothing to make money?
Ban all Chinese imports NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Panama traces tainted toothpaste to China
Published: May 19, 2007 at 1:15 PMPANAMA CITY, Panama, May 19 (UPI) -- Officials in Panama say they believe a toxic ingredient found in thousands of tubes of toothpaste can be traced back to a manufacturer in China.
The discovery of diethylene glycol in toothpaste comes on the heels of a scare over contaminated pet food blamed on a food additive made in China.
The New York Times said Saturday that diethylene glycol, which is found in some anti-freeze, has been used before by product counterfeiters as a sweet-tasting, low-cost substitute for glycerin.
Panamanian officials reported Friday that most consumers who used the tainted toothpaste spit it out because it tastes strange. Nevertheless, around 100 people died in Panama last year when diethylene glycol was mixed with cold medicine that also was sourced from China.
Ban all Chinese imports NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Panama traces tainted toothpaste to China
Published: May 19, 2007 at 1:15 PMPANAMA CITY, Panama, May 19 (UPI) -- Officials in Panama say they believe a toxic ingredient found in thousands of tubes of toothpaste can be traced back to a manufacturer in China.
The discovery of diethylene glycol in toothpaste comes on the heels of a scare over contaminated pet food blamed on a food additive made in China.
The New York Times said Saturday that diethylene glycol, which is found in some anti-freeze, has been used before by product counterfeiters as a sweet-tasting, low-cost substitute for glycerin.
Panamanian officials reported Friday that most consumers who used the tainted toothpaste spit it out because it tastes strange. Nevertheless, around 100 people died in Panama last year when diethylene glycol was mixed with cold medicine that also was sourced from China.
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