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Monday, February 02, 2004 |
Stately plump
It's not too late to say "happy birthday" to James Joyce, who would have turned 122 today had he not died at the age of 59. As he once wrote:
"Mr. Leopold Bloom ate with relish the inner organs of beasts and fowls. He liked thick giblet soup, nutty gizzards, a stuffed roast heart, liver slices fried with crustcrumbs, fried hencod's roes. Most of all he liked fried mutton kidneys which gave to his palate a fine tang of faintly scented urine."
There is, of course, more where that came from.
11:13:09 PM 
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When Iraq wasn't a threat
The way Colin Powell told it in February 2001, a while before the Bush administration decided the United Nations had done nothing to reduce the menace of Saddam, the U.N. sanctions had pretty much taken care of the big bad dictator:
"... Frankly they [the sanctions] have worked. He has not developed any significant capability with respect to weapons of mass destruction. He is unable to project conventional power against his neighbors. So in effect, our policies have strengthened the security of the neighbors of Iraq. ..."
Link by way of a colleague.
10:53:03 PM
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Call if you find any
The San Francisco Chronicle's unintentionally amusing headline on Bush deciding to look into the Iraq weapons mystery: "Bush to order probe of intelligence."
12:01:20 PM
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© Copyright 2004 Dan Brekke.
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