Reflections of a working writer and reader
But I somehow, some way, keep coming up with funky-ass shit, like, every single day.
john baker, January 2nd, 2009. 2 comments. Filed under politics.
Another attempt to chip away at government’s sly emotional appeal of “If you’ve done nothing wrong, you’ve got nothing to fear”:
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Subtle, insidious propaganda from know-nothing anarchists. In a just society, one with regulated email and internet, they’d be denied a voice…
jb says: Hush; the world is sleeping.
A very nice page. It’s fun to read here. I have bookmark your site.
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