Smiley Face Gang Murder in PA
As the Philadelphia blue gun thugs wage war on the people of Philadelphia their promises to protect men from mass murder are being shown as blatant lies.
The Smiley Face Gang left another young man's body in Ridley creek just outside of Philadelphia. Thomas Booth was a drywall finisher who took pride in his work. On one evening Mr. Booth dropped into Bootleggers Bar, had a few drinks with some friends, and was later found face down in a small creek behind the bar – with a smiley face painted on the back wall of the bar. The creek is surrounded by dense foliage making it difficult to get to the water without very deliberate intent. The water is only 2 feet deep, making it hard to drown even if you tried. Mr. Booth apparently drowned, but not accidentally. His death fits all the description of the Smiley Face Gang. He is between 20 and 25. He is between 5'8” and 6' tall. He was drinking with friends and left apparently alone. He was found face down in water. And, the blue gun thugs wrote off his murder as “accidental drowning.” The last people to have seen Booth are a barmaid and three girls, all of whom police have interviewed.
Instead of making war on the people of Philadelphia, the blue gun thugs need to return to their promises to “protect and serve.” They need to focus on mass murderers preying on the young men of Pennsylvania, and across America. The Smiley Face Gang goes on killing and the blue gun thug “detectives” are either involved or deliberately turning away Read Story here
The Smiley Face Gang left another young man's body in Ridley creek just outside of Philadelphia. Thomas Booth was a drywall finisher who took pride in his work. On one evening Mr. Booth dropped into Bootleggers Bar, had a few drinks with some friends, and was later found face down in a small creek behind the bar – with a smiley face painted on the back wall of the bar. The creek is surrounded by dense foliage making it difficult to get to the water without very deliberate intent. The water is only 2 feet deep, making it hard to drown even if you tried. Mr. Booth apparently drowned, but not accidentally. His death fits all the description of the Smiley Face Gang. He is between 20 and 25. He is between 5'8” and 6' tall. He was drinking with friends and left apparently alone. He was found face down in water. And, the blue gun thugs wrote off his murder as “accidental drowning.” The last people to have seen Booth are a barmaid and three girls, all of whom police have interviewed.
Instead of making war on the people of Philadelphia, the blue gun thugs need to return to their promises to “protect and serve.” They need to focus on mass murderers preying on the young men of Pennsylvania, and across America. The Smiley Face Gang goes on killing and the blue gun thug “detectives” are either involved or deliberately turning away Read Story here
Labels: AIS, conspiracy, Crime, Crininal Gangs, death, Smiley
posted by Bob | Thursday, May 08, 2008
35 Comments:
Fox News 44 is reporting on another male Student in VT. Who is a Freshman who has disappeared and who fits the Smiley Face Gang MO.
Here is the link.
http://www.foxnews.com/printer_friendly_story/0,3566,354386,00.html
http://www.fightingarts.com/ubbthreads/showflat.php?Cat=0&Board=35&Number=15910006&page=0&fpart=1
"Tashigae
I would indeed tend to think of the colourful tassel/cloth attached to chinese swords as a means of diversion. When I watch my instructor's daughter doing her straight sword forms (she's the school's best student and a multiple national champion), it strikes me that the tassel catches the eye much more than the blade does, and since she spins her weapon very fast it's almost impossible to keep visual track of the blade: the eye always gets back to the damn tassel, which is precisely the opposite way. So I guess it's its original purpose... Just my opinion though.
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Hana wa sakura gi - Hito wa bushi "
Why is it that females are allowed and encouraged to partake in martial arts and why is it that they are always "the best in their class". Why should men and boys do anything when some girl always achives "better" then us?
It is almost as if the only thing we can surpass them in is actual killing... but we never do it. Why don't we? Why don't we crush them and their supporters and place the girls and a subserviant role? Why don't we destroy the civilizations that hate us?
Note to anonymous:
I have no doubt that his daughter is "the best" at waving her fancy dance sword around. In a real fight some bloke would step forward with shield raised and knock her down before disemboweling her. Females have NEVER been good at real fights, and never will be. Females only have ever been good at lies, cheating, poison, and treachery. They kill a man by fucking him first and then slipping a knife into him while he sleeps, or putting poison in his drink. Females are never good at actual fighting.
should females be chained to a bed while not in use? They seem to murder their husband and cheat otherwise.
I think if women want nothing to do with men, finding their advances so criminally abhorrent, men should avoid them whenever possible.
Women abhor bad men, not decent ones. Nevertheless there is tremendous distrust as this Blog indicates.
Females should be men's slaves.
In the west men are the slaves of the female.
Also the women have taken many of our jobs.
Check out: http://www.microsoft.com/careers/
See that picture. They only want diverse women. I see this all over the place.
I'm graduating from college in a few weeks and I doubt I will beable to get a job other then a retail job or burger flipper.
Women easily get jobs straight off however, and at higher starting pay then the few men that are hired do.
Is there a country that I can go to to get a _young_ _virgin_ wife of childbearing age and have a job to support my family? Or is this impossible? (Aren't americans hated around the world too). I can't even get my foot in the door here: every place wants 2 yrs experiance for any entry level job. The women in HR for all these just hire their girlfriends and girlfriends of girlfriends ofcourse so they don't have to worry about a thing.
http://yro.slashdot.org/article.pl?no_d2=1&sid=08/05/12/1633251
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To Curb Truancy, Dallas Tries Electronic Monitoring"
The women's government of america must make sure no boy or girl ever escapes its anti-man pro-female-liberty brainwashing programme.
Why do the MEN of america NEVER rebel?
Bob: why?
Anonymous asked, "Why do the MEN of america NEVER rebel?"
You answered it yourself, "no boy or girl ever escapes its anti-man pro-female-liberty brainwashing programme."
But its getting worse and some rebel. Be sure to celebrate Marc Lepine Day every year on December 6th.
St. Marc's Day
http://www.supermarketguru.com/page.cfm/299
Women Are Better!
"The average person can discriminate between 4,000 to 10,000 different odor molecules. And we know that age takes a much greater toll on smell than on taste. Scientists have found that the sense of smell begins to decrease after age 60. Women at all ages generally have a much better sense of smell than men of the same age."
Better at smell.
Better at taste!
Better at decerning colours!
Better at multitasking!
Better at thinkinging!
Better at getting jobs!
Just Better!
Good thing they have men to gloat against.
Marc was almost 20 years ago. If it was going to happen again we'd have more marcs. We don't. Also he was canadian.
Most IMPORTANTLY: he was muslim.
We in america are all christians or new agers. What are we ever going to do.
Nightmare that will never end.
NOte to anonymous (May 12, 2008 2:07 PM)
Without going into your old tired cowshit, women are better equipped to deal with homes, kitchens, and small children. DUH!
Anonymous whined: "Marc was almost 20 years ago."
St. Marc was the first North American man to begin an active counter attack against feminist oppression. For more current events see How Many Times Can YOU Kick the Dog?
http://60minutes.yahoo.com/segment/170/mammoni
Yahoo makes fun of italian men who live with their mothers.
Why is this? In one part a brother is mocking the man for "being the king of the household: you want strawberries in the morning mother gets you them"
Why does 60 min and yahoo mock men who know that marraige is a bad deal for themselves and see no reason to stay in the ancestrial family home.
In the past you stayed in the manor house and built on to it, not constantly split off and buy new ones that cost you 30 years of salary.
Why does the brother (with his wife and baby) feel the need to make fun of his "mamoni" older sibling?
Which is more free: USA or China.
What is the solution?
Will you be part of it?
Proper way to deal with divorcing wife.
Also note the 'lone holdout' man in the jury near the end.
Thoughts?
http://everything2.com/e2node/woodchipper
A Different Kind of Woodchipper Owner
On December 1, 1986, the Newtown, Connecticut police department received a call from a local private investigator. One of his clients, Helle Crafts, had been missing and had not been heard from since November 19th, weeks before. Worse, the private investigator stated that he had reason to believe that Helle's husband, Richard Crafts, had murdered her. Worse, after the investigation commenced and stories of it made their way around the town rumor mill, one of Helle Crafts's friends informed police that Helle had told her something particularly disturbing. "If anything happens to me," Helle had said, "don't assume it was an accident."
Richard and Helle Crafts met because they worked together in the airlines industry, she a stewardess and he a pilot. Although Richard Crafts wasn't particularly handsome, he seemed nonetheless to be able to charm the ladies. Helle began dating him in 1969 even though he admitted to being engaged to marry another woman. Helle was a stunningly beautiful woman who'd been born in Denmark. Her friends at the time hadn't the slightest idea what a stunning, charming woman was doing with the homely and flirtatious Richard. Nonetheless, their relationship lasted, and by 1975, Helle was pregnant with their first child. Helle married Richard in New Hampshire in November of 1975. Shortly after the marriage, they moved to a lovely ranch-style home in the bedroom community of Newtown. Over the years, Helle had two more children. Life seemed to be good for the Crafts family.
Helle decided to return to her job as a stewardess. So she hired a nanny and went back to work. The Crafts were enjoying the American dream; their combined annual income exceeded $125,000. Although it might not seem much today, in 1980s dollars $125,000 was within the top 5% of the scale of earnings for U.S. workers. Under the veneer of prosperity, however, there was trouble afoot. Helle had appeared at gatherings and in public with scratches and bruises on her face. She'd told friends of Richard simply packing his bags and leaving for days at a time, without giving a hint as to where he was going, despite her insistence that he tell her. Richard also managed the entirety of the family's finances, and squandered a lot of their money on his peculiar hobbies, leaving Helle with little or nothing to do when he was out of the house (which was frequently).
Your archetypal macho guy with macho toys.
Now Richard Crafts was just a strange sort of guy. He had a fascination with guns; and owned a collection of handguns, shotguns, grenades and other assorted firearms numbering in the hundreds. He spent time daily cleaning, toying with and otherwise amusing himself with his firearms hobby. He regularly attended gun shows in Massachusetts, Connecticut and New York, always adding to his collection.
He also managed in 1983 to become a volunteer constable in his home town, and by 1986 had been a full-fledged police officer in the neighboring town of Brookfield, Connecticut. He paid for his police training himself, and only earned $7 per hour while on duty; far less than his salary piloting airplanes. He purchased a Ford LTD Crown Victoria car, the same model used by Brookfield police and most of the police forces in the state, and outfitted it with radios, red and blue lights, and alternate-blinking headlamps ("wig-wags"); all at his own expense. He was authorized to so equip his vehicle because he was a sworn officer of the law. Regular citizens cannot apply for the special permit required to so equip a vehicle, and the state imposes serious penalties on those who do equip their vehicles with such police-only apparatus.
Neighbors were not in the dark about the fact that something was just "wrong" with the Crafts' household. Beside Helle's tepid relationship with her husband, ostensibly there was something wrong with the Crafts home. The place seemed to be constantly under renovation, and the yard was littered with the debris therefrom, and other of Richard's peculiar acquisitions, including a large, industrial-sized backhoe. Rusting mowers, tractors and other of Richard's purchases made the front yard an eyesore for all the neighborhood to see. The exterior of the house was in a state of disrepair. Richard paid for all of his strange hobbies and acquisitions with family money; leaving Helle to purchase food and household supplies from the small portion of her paycheck she kept each time she deposited the rest in the bank.
By Early 1986 Helle had made it clear not only to her friends but to Richard that she wanted a divorce. She hired a private detective to monitor Richard's comings and goings, and was, by the winter of 1986, ready to leave him.
Chipping Wood in a Blizzard
In the evening of November 18, 1986 a fierce snowstorm covered central Connecticut with a blanket of snow and ice. Winds and the burden of ice wreaked havoc on power lines and trees. Local public works trucks and Department of Transportation plows and sanders could do little to make the area driveable. The storm lasted well into November 21st. The night of November 20th, Southbury, Connecticut Public Works employee Joseph Hine punched in for the graveyard shift, sanding roads and plowing snow. By 3:30 in the morning, he'd finished work on main roads and was plowing side roads (the best he could, given the numerous downed tree branches that littered the roads). His headlights suddenly shone on a peculiar sight. A medium-sized U-Haul rental truck was parked on the side of River Road. Hitched behind the U-Haul truck was a very large commercial-grade wood chipper. Now, River Road passes the vast body of water called Lake Zoar, created when a river was dammed up in order to build a hydroelectric plant. Hine didn't really give the scene a second thought, not having been flagged down by the driver; but indeed having been motioned to drive on. Two hours later, Hine was plowing back up the other lane of River Road. The U-Haul truck was still there, this time with the rear gate open, and wood chips scattered inside the truck and on the road nearby. Again, the man inside the truck motioned him to pass by, but this time Hine took notice and thought it an extremely peculiar thing to be out at 5:30 in the morning chipping wood in the middle of a teeming blizzard.
What happened to Helle Crafts? And mixed messages.
Due to the lack of power in Newtown, Helle Crafts was to have driven to Richard Crafts's sister's home in Westport, Connecticut on November 19th. She never showed up at the Westport house, nor was she heard from. The children remained with the nanny, and Richard told his sister that he'd drive them down to Westport in his car. By December 2, the Newtown police, acting on the information given them from Helle's private detective, decided as a matter of course to get Richard's side of the story. Having been a constable in Newtown, and now being a Brookfield officer, the police had made up their minds even before the interview that this was a simple missing persons case, and the fact of the matter is that most missing persons end up safe after a matter of time; typically disappearing just to get away from their lives for awhile, or due to an extramarital affair.
When questioned, Richard's statement, in a nutshell, was that Helle was fine and not acting at all suspiciously the night before she left for his sister's house, and that he had not seen nor heard from Helle since the afternoon of November 19th. And that was that. Until police decided that an investigation should take place (initially to aid Crafts in determining the whereabouts of his wife).
Friends, relatives and neighbors all were of the same opinion; that Helle Crafts was the kind of mother who'd never desert her children for this long, nanny or not. Her children were her whole life. Worse, stories popped up about Helle frankly discussing Richard's affairs, including one with a New Jersey woman that had been taking place for years. Her close friends all volunteered the fact that she'd confided in them that she planned to divorce Richard as soon as she could.
Richard also couldn't get his stories straight. He told the family nanny that Helle had flown to Denmark to see her mother, who was ill. The same friend who'd mentioned to the private investigator Helle's chilling statement about potential foul play in case of her disappearance went to the trouble of finding Helle's mother's telephone number in Denmark. Upon calling, she found that the mother was fine, and didn't expect a visit from Helle until springtime.
When police interviewed Dawn Marie Thomas, the Crafts's nanny, she told them that at 6:30 in the morning on November 19th, Richard had awakened her and the children, gotten them dressed and packed them into the car to drive to his sister's house in Westport. Dawn thought it odd that he'd want to drive during a blizzard when visibility was limited and roads were unsafe. Upon reaching the Westport house, Richard dropped Dawn and the children off and left nearly immediately. He didn't show up until 7:00 that evening. Helle never showed up at all.
Stupid, stupid, stupid.
The police called Crafts in to take a lie detector test. He passed. A note was made by an officer that yes, indeed, Richard had no idea of his whereabouts. Surely the egotistical Crafts thought that the lie detector test would be the end of it. The Newtown police officially concluded in their report that Crafts "had no idea of the whereabouts of his wife."
What can one say about a man who gives different answers to different people and despite his intimate knowledge of law enforcement procedures believes that the investigation will not reveal such. Isn't the idea of a highly-paid airline pilot essentially "playing cop" for peanuts a little weird? Did he not think that the friends of the loving and delightful Helle wouldn't at least call to ask about the progress of the investigation into her disappearance? (They did, on a nearly daily basis.) How could he explain the fact that Helle's car had been found in an airline's employee parking lot in New York? Finally, how could he explain the cut-outs in the bedroom carpeting that Dawn, the nanny, discovered and that he dismissed as "kerosene stains."
Although the police had no shred of tangible evidence whatsoever that any harm had befallen Helle Crafts, the circumstantial evidence putting Richard in the spotlight of responsibility for her disappearance caused them to decide to bring him in for another interview. When confronted with the evidence, he either denied things, or provided weak but plausible answers of explanation. The results of the questioning, and Crafts's own vague one-page statement given to police still left them with plenty of questions, but nothing remotely resembling a slip-up on Crafts's part. If anything, he shook off doubts about why he told different stories to different people by telling investigators that, frankly, he was embarrassed to simply tell people that he just didn't know where his wife was.
Keith Mayo, Helle Crafts's private investigator, was given the results of the questioning. He was frustrated with the police's lackluster attitude toward the case, so he took matters into his own hands. One of the lines of questioning by police regarded the missing carpet in the bedroom. Crafts had explained the removal in one-foot squares as being an easier way of getting the carpet up. And he said that he'd disposed of the carpet at the Newtown dump. Mayo found out that Newtown dumped its refuse at a landfill in another town. So for days Mayo and a group of helpers searched through piles of stinking garbage, certainly disgusted by the task, until they hit pay-dirt. They found a square of blue carpet, nearly exactly the color and style of that in Crafts's master bedroom. And on it it had stains which resembled human blood.
While Mayo continued his endeavors, the Newtown police repeatedly refused help offered from the Connecticut State Police investigating the case. That was a stupid move because the media (a local newspaper, the News-Times of Danbury, Connecticut, as well as the New York Times were now covering the case and raised serious questions as to why the Newtown force seemed, ostensibly, to have dropped the case, or at the very least were dragging their heels getting to the bottom of things.
The State takes over the case.
The sample of carpeting was taken to the Meriden State Police Laboratory, then under the direction of Dr. Henry Lee, a scientist and investigator noted for his involvement in other high-profile cases, including the O.J. Simpson murder case. Sadly, Dr. Lee reported that the stains on the piece of carpeting were not human blood.
However, publicity from the media and the persistence of Helle Crafts's friends resulted in the regional State's Attorney handing the case over to the State Police Major Crimes Squad. Now the pace picked up.
The first thing the State Police did was an exhaustive investigation of Richard Crafts's activities immediately prior to the crime. What stood out like a sore thumb were credit card bills indicating that he'd purchased a very large freezer the month before Helle's disappearance, and just before she went missing, he rented a very expensive piece of equipment from a heavy machinery rental store in Darien, Connecticut. The next step was to get a good look at the Crafts household.
State police managed to get a search warrant for the Crafts' home. Richard had taken his children on a vacation to Florida over the Christmas holiday, so on December 25th, 1986, Police officers and Dr. Lee broke into the residence at 5 Newfield Lane through a back window. What they found was a big mess. The carpets had been torn up and removed. Dirty clothes, mattresses and rubbish littered the household. In the kitchen, dirty dishes were strewn about. The police found a freezer, but no body (they didn't know at the time that the freezer they found was Crafts's original freezer, he'd disposed of the newly purchased one prior to the execution of the search warrant). Finally, the police were amazed at the extent of the munitions collection belonging to Richard Crafts.
Beside a near truckload of weapons, the police also took a mattress and bedding and some towels. Dr. Lee used the then-brand-new substance Luminol to check rooms and the towels for blood. Luminol glows under ultra-violet light when it comes into contact with even the most thoroughly washed-out blood stains. Later on, the blood remains on the bedclothes and towels matched Helle Crafts's blood type. But her body had yet to be found.
After the evidence had been processed, the State police investigators determined that the piece of equipment rented from the Darien store by Crafts was an industrial-sized woodchipper, called a "Brush Bandit." They began to think the unthinkable. The horrible reality set in after they checked Public Works department records and went to question Mr. Hines, the man plowing snow who'd witnessed the peculiar sight of the U-Haul and Woodchipper on the side of Lake Zoar in the middle of the blizzard. Hines led detectives to the exact spot where the truck and chipper had been located. Upon arrival, they spotted woodchips, along with shreds of some sort of plastic material. But most importantly, they found, unshredded, an envelope addressed to Mrs. Helle Crafts, 5 Newfield Lane, Newtown, CT. The police immediately set up a perimeter and documented and photographed hundreds of minute items taken from the site. The items included bits of cloth, unidentifiable material, and, worst of all, bone fragments and myriad strands of blonde hair.
Every bit of material would have to be scrutinized by Dr. Lee and his workers at the state lab. The onus was on Lee to prove beyond a reasonable doubt that what they'd found were the remains of Helle Craft, or else a murder conviction would not be possible. Divers entered Lake Zoar at the scene, and beside finding a relatively new Stihl chain saw, they began making far more grisly discoveries.
As horrible as their discoveries were, Dr. Henry Lee was calm and collected as he matter-of-factly informed the press later on that "Our team's efforts at Lake Zoar eventually led to the discovery of 2,660 strands of blond hair, 69 slivers of human bone, 5 droplets of human blood, 2 teeth, a truncated piece of human skull, 3 ounces of human tissue, a portion of human finger, 1 fingernail, and 1 portion of toe nail." Dental records and blood comparison determined that this was all that remained of Helle Crafts, but it was enough to charge Richard with her murder.
Perhaps the country's most peculiar murder trial ever.
Television trucks and news agency representatives armed with cameras flooded the tiny town of Newtown, as hell-bent on getting a good look at the shoreline of Lake Zoar purported to be the site of the woodchipper murder as vultures honing in on a freshly-killed carcass. The New York Daily News ran a gigantic headline on the day of Crafts's arrest; it read, "CHOPPED TO BITS!"
The trial was moved to New London, Connecticut Superior Court after the defense moved that Crafts could not get a fair trial in a court nearer to his residence. After 53 days, 650 pieces of evidence and 100 witnesses had been presented to the jury. The most damning evidence came from a forensic odontologist who compared a tooth fragment with crown intact to X-rays taken by Helle Crafts's dentist in the years preceding the murder. Also useful was the fact that fibers matching the carpet in the Crafts family home were found in the teeth of the Stihl chainsaw that lay on the bottom of Lake Zoar. Between Dr. Lee and a veritable army of forensic scientists, it appeared that there was no doubt that Richard Crafts had clubbed his wife on the head with a blunt object, perhaps hard enough to kill her. He then placed her body in the newly purchased freezer. After getting rid of the nanny and children, he took the freezer to a parcel of land he owned elsewhere in Newtown, cut the frozen body into less bulky, more manageable parts, and placed it back in the freezer. That night, after returning the nanny and the children to his home, he'd just completed the job of passing the frozen pieces of his wife's body through the wood chipper, along with some branches (by way of cleaning the chipper), by the second time the Southbury plow operator had spotted him by the side of the road.
Nine men and three women deliberated for an incredible two weeks to deliberate. It turned out that eleven of the jurors unanimously and without a doubt agreed that Crafts was guilty. One man held out for a not guilty verdict. The other jurors described trying to rationalize their points to him as like "arguing with a child," and described him as "stubborn and irrational." A female juror described the two-week ordeal, day in and day out, as being "hellish." Due to the lone holdout, a mistrial was declared and Richard Crafts was, for all intents and purposes, a free man. Thousands of man-hours of forensic and trial preparation work had been expended on what seemed to be an open-and-shut case, not to mention the cost to the taxpayers of the prosecution. It was all wrecked by a single, stubborn, irrational man. Richard Crafts had indeed been tried by, in at least the case of one, a "jury of his peers."
It was September of 1989 that the second trial of Richard Crafts began. The same exhibits and the same witnesses were paraded before a different jury. Crafts seemed not to be paying much attention to the goings-on around him. He seemed bored with it all. Could this man be so narcissistic or sociopathic as to think that he'd prevail yet another time?
This time around, it took a mere eight hours for the twelve jurors to agree that Crafts was guilty. It was three years after Helle had gone missing. At sentencing, Richard Crafts seemed defiant and aloof. His sentence was 99 years in prison.
Postscript
A morning drive-time radio show host took to the airwaves around the time of the trial with a chilling joke: "Q: Why did the guy from Newtown put his wife through a woodchipper? A: Because he loved her very mulch."
Dr. Henry Lee included myriad details of the case in his book "Cracking More Cases, " co-written with Thomas O'Neill (Prometheus Books). Lee also was featured on a short-lived Court TV network real-crime show which detailed some of his cases.
In 1989, a young actor and independent filmmaker known for his production of low-budget horror films with a cult following produced a movie entitled "Woodchipper Massacre." He readily admits that he got the idea for using a woodchipper as a horror device from the Crafts murder case.
There is a lovely park at the end of Lake Zoar in Newtown, overlooking the dam and the hydroelectric plant. A covered structure is provided for Bald Eagle watching; on the opposite side of the river there is a cliff where many of the majestic birds nest, roost, and raise their young. They can often be seen flying about. Just up the road from the park where families enjoy summer cookouts and bird-watchers snap photos of prized sightings, is the notorious spot by the side of the road; desolate and unmarked, where all that remained of Helle Crafts was so painstakingly removed during the chilly late-winter days of 1987.
Note to anonymous:
That's a really long story that has little or nothing to do with the topic of this article. One needs to remember that the blue gun thugs have proved to SCOTUS that they lie all the time. Nothing a blue gun thug says should ever be accepted as true, according to SCOTUS.
• Miami woman suing husband for hiding lottery winnings
http://www.yahoo.com/s/881120
We cannot fix out cuntry. Women rule it. We can't fix the world. Women are starting to rule that too.
You and I will not fight. No one else will either. It's over.
http://everything2.com/e2node/Why%2520men%2520like%2520women%2527s%2520breasts
If his friend was a friend he would allow this man to marry his daughter rather then being angry at him:
"I quite honestly can't help it.
There are times I wish I could. I was with some family friends at their swimming pool recently. The daughter is very pretty, with an impressive pair of breasts. This is of course unacceptable to me, to be attracted to my friend's daughter. Worse yet, she is only fifteen. I am not a pervert! The entire evening was ruined for me because of my instinct to look at the young girl's breasts."
Freedom of speech in the western world:
"UK Teen Cited For Calling Scientology a "Cult""
""A 15-year-old in the UK is facing prosecution for using the word 'cult' to describe the Church of Scientology at an anti-Scientology demonstration in London earlier this month. According to the City of London police at the scene, the teen was violating the Public Order Act, which 'prohibits signs which have representations or words which are threatening, abusive or insulting.' There's a video of the teen receiving the summons from the City of London police at the demonstration (starting about 1 munite in), and now he's asking for advice on how to handle the court case."
http://yro.slashdot.org/
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I pray that Germany revives the battle of britan and starts bombing raids on the cuntry. It needs to be destroyed.
College:
US companies Do not want you as a worker, hoping you'll fail out and thus blaim yourself.
Used to need less training, now need more for same job?
Want cheap foreigners.
Just graduated college.
I feel useless, I want to kill myself but ... don't have any expedient method
no company wants me because I don't have experiance
and I know I'll never have a good wife... so what's the point of living?
it will just be slaving for a company and then dying at 60 something
my Dad died at 60 something, 62, or 64
too bad there's no good war to join
if there was an anti-feminist-country one I'd join it, to die, but atleast kill the peeps I hate
"I know I'll never have a good wife"--what do you, and the other posters here mean when you use the phrase "good wife?" I've got what I consider to be a very good wife; holds a Masters' Degree in Biology, has a good job, is a good mother to our kids, but I'll wager that's not what you've got in mind.
So, what do you mean when you mourn the lack of "good wives?"
Note to anonymous:
Why does your comment sound so disingenuous.
Anon:
I want a sweet obedient little thing.
Not a proud, strong, don't need anyone, wymnn
Note to Anonymous May 20, 2008 9:55 PM:
There was a case where a man was convicted of killing his foster daughter, but he won an appeal. During his appeal hearing two of the foster daughter's biological aunts physically assaulted the man in the court building, drawing blood. The City of London Police did not press charges against the two trash bitches. But this same police force decides it's worthwhile harassing people peacefully protesting against a vile cult. If the Germans wish to restart the bombing raids, just give me time to leave, bitte! I plan on fleeing to Spain where the age of consent is 13.
"I've got what I consider to be a very good wife; holds a Masters' Degree in Biology, has a good job, is a good mother to our kids"
I agree. That is a good wife, a good human being.... at least in the estimation of any sane person.
" want a sweet obedient little thing."
Can't blame you - children desire the perfect toy. Children daydream about fairy tales. Boys fantasize about shiny bikes, miraculous events, a generous Santa Claus, the GoodShip Lollipop, perfect knights who slay all dragons and possess their maidens fair.
why does women's rights follow scientific advancement?
""Anonymous Anonymous said...
" want a sweet obedient little thing."
Can't blame you - children desire the perfect toy. Children daydream about fairy tales. Boys fantasize about shiny bikes, miraculous events, a generous Santa Claus, the GoodShip Lollipop, perfect knights who slay all dragons and possess their maidens fair.""
Boy's dreams are the impetus for nearly all scientific discoveries: such dreams create Men with a desire for knowlege and creation.
Now the funding needed, well that comes from warfare and the preperation for it.
You know... very few men are willing to fight for our modern culture... want to say goodbye to science and advancement? Keep it up. No funding no science or engineering. No dreams no advancement.
"A W.Va. woman stuns doctors by waking up 18 hours after her brain stops. » 'I feel very blessed'"
http://buzz.yahoo.com/article/1:y_featured:f14ec8cbfbb6f73ce42ee85b655e1c6f;_ylt=AkRveb7KteqltFC6zL0MveQazJV4
http://www.tombraiderforums.com/showthread.php?t=126083&page=2
Thoughts about organ donation?
Thanks, Bob, for designing and successfully landing, that Mars probe:
http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080526/ap_on_sc/phoenix_mars
http://vegasuncovered.wordpress.com/page/4/
"NITE TOURS PACKAGES
VIP Club Crawl (mix of Women $69 and Men $79 per person)
This tour is great if you want to get out and meet other couples, singles or just want to party and get into Best clubs in Vegas.
Great for: Bachelorette, Bachelor, Jack & Jill Parties, Anniversaries, Tourists, Convention Groups, Divorce Parties or just a night out with friends or on your own. No minimums Nite Tours accept 1 person up to 100 people per tour."
Why is it legal to price discriminate against Men but not women?
Why isn't a woman's divorce party inturrupted by her husband's machine gun?
Note to anonymous:
Discriminatory pricing like that is a clear and public violation of the Civil Rights Act. The tour operators need to spend 10 years in hell for their flouting of the civil rights laws.
I think SCOTUS should be renamed SCROTUS.
:)
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