I’m cuckoo for cocoa …
Posted by Rick - 26/09/02 at 02:09:10 pmI find it rather intriguing that no one is paying attention to the growing conflict in the Ivory Coast. People go on and on about war in Iraq or protecting the United States’ oil interests in the middle east, but nary a peep about Ivory Coast. But I think that will change when Americans learn this…
Ivory Coast is the world’s biggest grower of cocoa!
That’s right. Our chocolate supply is in jeopardy and no one—not even Al Gore—is saying anything about it. Do our politicians care so little about us that they will not bomb the Ivory Coast into little chocolate chips so that the price of chocolate doesn’t go through the roof before Christmas?!
I mean, sure, the United States and France have sent troops to evacuate their citizens but, as near as I can tell, there has been no effort whatsoever to protect our vital chocolate interests in the region. For goodness sake, think of the children!
I fear the terrorists may have already won.
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Adverts for Love …
Posted by Sarah - 23/09/02 at 07:09:43 pmWe walked down the hallway of the courthouse building, looking for the correct room number.
“Ten years from now you keep holding hands,” said an old woman as we passed.
After finishing our business, we left the building smiling, stealing glances at each other as we made our way down the steps and towards the crosswalk. That’s when another woman stopped us.
“Marriage license, right?”
“Is it that obvious?” I asked.
“It’s written all over your faces,” she said.
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Damned if you do, and damned if you don’t …
Posted by Rick - 12/09/02 at 12:09:54 pmThere are many reasons I like to vote. The most obvious being that voting is the greatest freedom one enjoys as an American. But it can also be quite amusing as well.
Take for instance the gauntlet one must traverse in order to even get to the poll. It is like the scene in Airplane! when Captain Kramer— played by Robert Stack—is walking through the airport being accosted by folks who want to give him a flower; solicit for Reverend Moon; help Jerry’s Kids; avoid nuclear power; read about Jehovah’s witnesses or pontificate about Jews for Jesus. It can get crazy. People working for specific candidates see this as their last chance to ingrain their candidate’s name in the mind of the voter, and they will holler that name at you up until you cross that magic line where electioneering is prohibited.
But it’s not over yet. Then you have to get past the children. Yes, the children. The children aren’t pushing a candidate, but they are pushing. They are pushing treats. They want your dollar to help raise money for their various and numerous extracurricular activities, and they will use any trick they can to get you to show them the money.
“Doughnuts! Don’t forget to buy some doughnuts to take to your office tomorrow! Mmmmmmm gooooood!”
“You sure look thirsty, mister! Would you like to buy a cold drink before you vote?!”
If you survive the electioneers and the children then you get to vote. And more importantly, you get to watch other people vote. Or at least try.
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