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September 28, 2009
It's just a joke
no, really!
Thanks Shawn. That was teh funny!
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September 27, 2009
Yadda yadda no more!
from now on, it's shigityshigityshigitydu!
bravo! I found it at the oh-so-wonderful Elder of Zion!
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Five Years!
September 1st was my five year blogiversary.
This silly littlle blog has been here five years. Of course, it seems like much longer, sometimes it feels like I've been doing it forever. That's probably because I put my first web page up on the internet way back in 2002 and it eventually evolved into the blog in 2004. But since that first page went up, there have been millions of visitors here at lindasog.com. So many of you found me somehow, and you keep coming back. I don't know who you are, but I am grateful to every one of you.
When I started out, I never dreamed I would do it for so long, or that I would ever win an award for it like the JIB award in the sidebar there. I am very proud of that JIB, and if I shut this place down today, I would still feel that I had been a success at blogging, that I had made a little difference somewhere. I believe I have had a few successes, as they are counted in the world of blogging. Hundreds of bloggers have linked hundreds of pages, I've been ridiculed and lauded. DU hates me, I've had a photoshop featured in one of Michelle Malkin's videos, I've been linked on the Corner, I've had several links on the pages of the New York Times. I've had an opinion piece on the Israeli Insider. I've never had an instalanche, but I'm a member of the Cotillion and nothing beats wearing a tiara.
Those are my public successes and I'm proud of them, but I'm more proud of my private successes. The amazing people that I have met through blogging, who have become my friends and a part of my life. I won't mention anyone, because I can't mention everyone, but you all know who you are and how very much I treasure having you in my life.
For the most part, I've kept my private life off these pages, with the one notable exception of the reoccurance of my brain tumor last year. It's been a hard year, but you've stuck with me and I'm forever grateful.
My most popular page still remains A History of Terrorism in Israel, it was part of the original website and was here long before the blog, it has been viewed over a million times on its own, and it's linked all over the internet. Portions of it have been published, with my permission, in a book about Israel. Funny thing that was, when I gave my permission, I thought it would be a few excerpts, and it turned out that my writings ended up to be fully half of the content of the book. I should have gotten authorship credit, and a cut of the proceeds (not that it was a bestseller), but well, live and learn.
In the beginning of the blog, like most new bloggers, I was obsessed with my blog stats. I checked them every day, sometimes several times a day, to see who was looking, who was linking, where people were coming from and where they were going when they left. After five years, it no longer seems so important, and I rarely look anymore.
But, I decided to take a peek at my stats, and I saw a very strange hit, from a teacherweb.com site, and I thought, teacherweb? A teacher is linking to my website? How strange, I wonder what the link is. I thought it might be one of my military pages, maybe my Ernie Pyle page or Dr. Suess MRE page or something like that, but no. It was my Terrorism In Israel page. So I went and I looked at this teacher's website and I was amazed. This high school teacher, Mr. Tim Latham, from Kansas, had one of the most patriotic websites I had ever seen, and he was linking to my Terrorism in Israel page, along with other anti-Islamic terror pages, like The Religion of Peace.com. I was impressed! What a brave man!
So, I decided I would write him a little note, and thank him, and let him know how I felt. I saw he had a guest book, and I clicked on it, thinking, if it was all students, I wouldn't intrude. But wow, there were over 600 comments in that guestbook, not bad for a high school teacher in Kansas. So I go right to the bottom to see what the latest is and what do I see? Comments that say: "glad you were reinstated" and "saw you on fox news" and I thought WTF???
So off to Bing I went. And what do I find? Turns out Mr. Latham was targeted for dismissal by the liberal school board because his website was too patriotic, and some of his links were too controversial. Fox News covered the story, as one of his students lied about him comparing 0bama to Hitler and later recanted. It was really all about the fact that he was a conservative and all about his website. Never mind that the school principal leading the attack was a drunk picked up for DUI, he was a conservative with a patriotic website. Links that were considered contoversial, links to Arlington and yes, one of those controversial links happened to be the link to my website, my webpage, History of Terrorism in Israel.
Of course, I couldn't be sure of that right away, for all I knew, Mr. Latham could have added the link to my site after the controversy, after the fight to keep his job had been won. But Mr. Latham was kind enough to answer my email and he told me that the link to my site was one that he was forced to remove last year because it was too "biased," along with many more links, because his webpage was "too patriotic," but now that he has won his position back (at least for now) it is back up, along with many others. He told me he is still rebuilding his webpage and that it is about 80-85% of what it was before. He also told me he has referenced my page in his classes many times.
When I first put that page up on the internet, I never expected such a thing would happen, that it would be involved in a controversy like that, and that I would never know until it was over and done with. I wish someone would have thought to call the author of that "biased" webpage. I would have been more than happy to give them an earful about why children need to learn about the facts and information on my webpage. Oh well.
I can tell you that keeping that webpage current and updated is a heartbreaking undertaking. I hear from families and friends of victims, and I get inquiries often, asking me for additional information regarding victims. A grandmother wrote me once, because many years ago she had been told a kinder, gentler story about the death of her grandchild and found the truth on my page. I felt terribly guilty about that although she seemed to handle the truth with dignity and grace and without malice toward those who tried to spare her the added grief.
This fifth year has been the hardest year blogging, and the hardest year for me on the internet. I used to make it a point to get something up here each and every day, but this year, I've fallen far short of that goal. There were many things I wanted to post about, talk about, write about, but my head hurt, or my vision was blurry, or I found that I was writing things that were missing words a little too much and the doctors can't seem to fix that yet. Between the headaches from the tumor and these personal challenges, there were many times when I came very close to just shutting the blog down.
There are so many good people who have given it up, and I miss them so much. Sir Banagor most especially, Clarity & Resolve for sure, and of course, the wonderful Kim DuToit (although rumor has it that Kim will be doing blog talk radio starting this weekend).
I'm not sure what I'll do going into the future but for now, the blog will stay up, the pages will stay up. They'll stay up for Mr. Latham's students, and for those of you who are reading these words right now. They'll stay up for those people reading any of the other pages on my site that have been there for however many years they have been there. They'll stay up for whoever stumbles on these words next week, next month, next year. They'll stay up because they seem to make a difference, in ways I never thought they would, or could.
I'll try to post more, to be here more, and to not be so concerned with whether I miss a word here or there.
Thank you, everyone, for supporting my efforts here, for reading my words and my thoughts, for commenting, arguing with me, agreeing with me, for coming back either way, for linking to me, writing me, for your kind support through my personal troubles this past year, for being there, for being you! I've met some truly amazing people, made true friends, and learned so much from so many.
Thank you for the last five years. I could not have done it without you.
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September 26, 2009
Destruction Cometh?
He's right. It's already begun.
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September 21, 2009
Offer me the illegal immigrant plan
That's amazing. 0bamessiah sits there on national TV and tells Americans he doesn't think it's fair for Americans to have to pay for healthcare for other Americans while just last week he told Americans that it's fair and right and moral for Americans to pay for healthcare for illegal immigrants who are here stealing jobs from real Americans during the worst job crisis since the Depression.
Tell ya what 0bamessiah, sign me up for the illegal immigrant healthcare plan, you know, the one you say is fair and right and moral for illegals immigrants, the one where they just show up at any hospital in this country for any cough or cold or open heart surgery or anything at all and no one asks them for a dime. You know, the illegal immigrant healthcare plan that American taxpayers pay for, the one that pays even if they get hit by a bus.
Thanks to you bleeding heart liberals, I've been putting my hard earned money into that healthcare plan for years and years and years and years and reaping no benefit from it whatsoever.
Instead of making them legal for the purpose of healthcare, make me illegal. Seems like a better deal to me.
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September 18, 2009
L'shanah tovah
Wish you a good, calm year,
That you'll reach another year,
That you'll win the lottery eight times...
Shanah Tovah...
Wish that the monster won't eat you,
especially not your sister,
that you won't get run over on the streets...
Shanah Tovah...
"Today is the birthday of the world". This does not refer to the first day of creation, but rather to the sixth day - the creation of Man, for whom the entire universe was created. We believe that God not only created, but continues to take an active role in running the world. It makes sense that, as in every large enterprise or project, there is a regular (yearly) review and plan for the upcoming year.
May you be inscribed in the Book of Long and Happy LIfe.
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September 17, 2009
Good Morning America
Ain't this a nice thing to wake up to?
President Pantywaist strikes again, making the world safer for tyrants and thugs while the good people of America slept soundly in their beds.
In Europe, they're calling it "an appalling appeasement of Russian aggression" and they're right. That's exactly what it is. The end result is no one in the world is safer, and everyone in the world is less safe. Not only has 0bama allowed America to be intimidated by Russia, but he has abandoned our allies in order to appease Putin. This is an international disaster of epic proportion.
Remember this day, for it shall go down in history.
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September 16, 2009
A Promise Kept
It was a promise neither man would have wanted to keep. Yesterday the funeral of a Black Watch soldier killed in Afghanistan took a bizarre turn when his best friend arrived in a bright green dress and pink leg warmers to honour a pact that the two of them had made.
Private Kevin Elliott and his friend, Barry Delaney, had agreed that whoever survived the other should wear a dress to the dead man’s funeral. Mr Delaney duly fulfilled the pledge as a tribute to Private Elliott, who was killed aged 24 while on foot patrol in the southern province of Helmand on August 31.
Mr Delaney wept on his knees at the graveside in Dundee as shots were fired during the military funeral. His dress plans are believed to have been known about in advance by other mourners.
Private Elliott’s other friends wore Black Watch tartan ribbon pins with the words “Kevin Elliott Our Hero”. His young cousins wore T-shirts emblazoned with his photograph. His army colleagues wore their regimental uniforms and carried his coffin, which was draped in a saltire. Earlier, hundreds of mourners had lined the route outside St Mary’s church in the city centre, clapping as the funeral cortège left for the cemetery.
During the church service, Private Elliott’s father said that he could not remember being anything but proud of his son.
Sandy Elliott said: “Kevin was a grandson, a brother, a nephew, an uncle and a cousin, but more than anything he was our son. And although some things he did annoyed us, I can’t remember being anything but proud of him.
“The saddest day of our lives was hearing he had died — something no parent wants to hear. But for 24 years Kevin brought joy to our lives.”
Private Elliott, who also leaves behind his mother, Maggie, brothers Craig and Thomas, and sisters Kirsty and Natasha, had been ready to leave the Army but decided to follow his comrades to Afghanistan at the eleventh hour. He was killed alongside Sergeant Stuart Millar, 40, whose funeral will be held in his home city of Inverness tomorrow.
The Ministry of Defence yesterday named a soldier who was killed in Afghanistan on Sunday. Kingsman Jason Dunn-Bridgeman, 20, of 2nd Battalion The Duke of Lancaster’s Regiment, died fighting in the Babaji district of Helmand province.
Kingsman Dunn-Bridgeman’s commanding officer, Lieutenant-Colonel Robbie Boyd, said that England and the battalion had “lost a lion” with his death.
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I think I will carry this in my heart to the end of my days. What a brave and honorable young man, a true and loyal friend. May G-d watch over you, and give comfort to you and the family of Private Elliot, and ease the pain of your loss.
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September 13, 2009
Hello Acorn
Caught on tape again, this time trying to make a buck selling Gadsden Flags purchased with tax dollars to Patriots at the Tea Party in Washington. When they got caught and named for what they were, they got a little violent...
"This is footage of a small group of ACORN activists getting shooed away from the 9/12 DC rally at the Capitol. Apparently someone in the organization decided it'd be ironic to sell "Don't Tread On Me" flags to protesters with proceeds going to ACORN.
The plan didn't work out so well as one of the protesters, Tim Jones, overheard the police telling the ACORN folk to leave the rally. After circling a bit, the activists tried to continue their flag marketing, but Mr. Jones would not have it. He followed them announcing to the crowd that they were ACORN provocateurs.
Consequently, Tim was hit in the face, shoved and even his wife was rustled up a bit. But his efforts paid off as the Capitol Police eventually intervened and showed ACORN the way out."
You might want to catch this quick. I get the feeling youtube may dump it soon.
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A terrible loss for Israel
The Yeshiva World reports that after hours of rumors, the IDF has lifted a gag order and permits the publication of the sad news that an IAF F-16 fighter plane went down in the Southern Chevron Hills area. The pilot, Lt. Assaf Ramon, was killed in the crash, which occurred near the community of Maale Chever.
Assaf Ramon was the son of Israel’s first astronaut, the late Colonel Ilan Ramon z”l, who was on board the ill-fated NASA STS-107 Columbia mission in 2003.
It took air force search officials about 90 minutes before locating the remains of the fighter jet. Blackhawk choppers were carrying members of the elite 669 rescue unit, hoping to find the pilot alive.
IAF Commander Major-General Ido Nehushtan is with the grief-stricken family, as is former commander Eitan Eliyahu, who was a colleague of Colonel Ilan. Nehushtan has ordered an investigation into the fatal crash to determine the cause.
The young pilot escaped death in a training flight in March, and recently received his pilot’s wings, graduating the training program a number of weeks ago. He was the oldest of four children, and his father, Colonel Ilan Ramon Z”L, was Israel’s first astronaut, who perished along with the crew of the ill-fated Columbia NASA STS-107 Columbia mission in 2003.
Truly a tragedy.
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Reason # 84746363859
Why I adore Annoyed White Male:
It was a small thing for me to spend an afternoon should to shoulder with veterans and their families to face down a bunch of America and military-hating Leftists, but I finally got to do something real to show my support.
... because they hate this place so much, they have twice before staged protests against it. They have every right to peaceably do so.
But not today, during a 9/11 memorial. Anyone that would do such a thing is dog shit.
AWM answered the call from the National Gathering of Eagles and stood side by side with them against not only the Code Pinkos, but also the IVAW, World Can’t Wait, Veterans for Peace, Chester County Peace Brigade, Bill Perry’s minions (Winter Soldier testifier) and assorted smaller groups in defense of the Army’s cutting edge recruiting station at Franklin Mills Mall in Northeast Philadelphia.
So I went and stood with dozens of tough old guys who had been in Viet Nam, Korea, Iraq, Afghanistan, and all over the world risking their lives and loosing friends to prevent the dog shit from making it into that center. These were men that had been there. I was not worthy to hold their tattered denim vests. But for a moment I was one of them. I needed to be there, I who had never served as they have, to let them know I'm on their side, now and forever. They shook my hand and welcomed me among them.
The full story, pictures, and video are posted here, don't miss any of it.
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September 11, 2009
In Honor of a Hero
As part of the Project 2996 - today we remember, and honor the victims of the September 11 attacks.
never enough of it
time marches on
trickles away
each day
dies
and
each day
a new dawn
time marches on
never enough of it
John Chipura knew how precious life was. He learned that lesson at age 21, on October 23, 1983 as a Marine in Beirut.
John was a 21 year old radio operator on his second tour as a member of the 1st Battalion, 8th Marine Regiment 24th Marine Amphibious Unit. He was stationed in Beirut when terrorists with a truck bomb took out the battalion headquarters barracks and killed 241 of his fellow leathernecks and service men.
John dodged death and came home from that tragedy. He didn't speak much about it, he didn't dwell on the fact that he survived because he was leaving the barracks early to assume his post as a radio operator when the bomb exploded. He didn't dwell on the fact that the man walking just behind him was killed.
John's brother, Gerard Chipura, a fireman with Ladder Company 148, said his brother never forgot his experiences as a Marine. "We didn’t know it, but John kept in touch with all the families from the bombing," his brother Gerard said, "I don't think John ever thought he would live to see anything worse than what he saw that day in Beirut."
He was marked by the experience. "When he came back, he was more of a hugging person. He knew how precious life was because it could all be over in a second." - Nancy Chipura, John's sister
His brother Gerard said John was missing for three whole days in Beirut before he was able to get through to the family and let them know he was fine. He said the 9/11 deja-vu experience was painfully "surreal." "My sister said, 'I'm going to give him three days.' But he hasn't shown up yet. Not this time," said his brother.
John lived his life to the end as a hero.
Gerard and his family find solace in the words that John wrote in November 2000, on the occasion of the Corps 225 birthday: "We Marines are truly blessed. We get to enjoy the sweet taste of this Freedom because we know its price."
“He was a true Marine" . - FDNY Lt. John Atwell
After his honorable discharge from the Marines in 1987, John desired to continue serving the community and joined the city Police Department in 1987. He was assigned to the 72nd Precinct in his old neighborhood, Sunset Park, for seven years. John devoted three years service in Brooklyn South Narcotics and then returned to the 72nd Precinct as a detective.
“As a police officer he was always looking to clean up the neighborhood and help other families. He was very caring, and nothing got in his way or bothered him.” - Gina DeFalco, John's Fiancee.
After 12 years of service to the NYPD, John yearned for the camaraderie of the firehouse; his brother, Gerard, was a fireman, as their father, Anthony, had been. In August, 1998, John achieved his dream.
Following the footsteps of his father, Anthony Chipura, John joined the city Fire Department. "He knew you work as a team, as a unit in the Fire Department -- he liked that,' said his brother. "He always thought people call the Police Department when there's a problem, to get somebody bad, but you call the Fire Department when people needed help."
Graduating from firefighter training in 1998, John Chipura was assigned to Engine Co. 219, Brooklyn, for one year. He then rotated through Ladder Co. 81, South Beach, and Engine Co. 80 in Manhattan. John had recently returned to Engine Co. 219 to once again serve Downtown Brooklyn.
On Sept. 11, he arrived at Engine 219 to work the day tour and was detailed to Ladder Co. 105, which is housed in the same location. After reports of the first attack, he called his sister, Nancy Chipura, who worked on the 69th Floor of Tower 1. He was unable to make contact. Just before responding to the World Trade Center, John called his fiancee, Gina DeFalco, who also worked Downtown, for more information about Nancy. He received no word about his sister when he arrived at the scene at 8:45 a.m. with Ladder 105. “There wasn’t any news,” said Ms. DeFalco, “but later, when I heard that Nancy was safe, I called John to tell him. But his ladder company had already left.” John and the five other firefighters in the truck have not been heard from since.
Witnesses told the family he was last seen assisting in the evacuation of many people from Tower 2. "He was inside when it collapsed," said his brother. "I know he was looking for my sister."
Mr. Chipura and Ms. DeFalco, who met through a friend in the Fire Department, had planned to marry just six weeks after Sept. 11. "Getting married was the sole focus of his being for the last few months," said his brother. "He was 39-years-old and finally found the right girl. He held her so close to his heart."
Gerard Chipura said his brother was always trying to help people and make them "feel good." "He wanted to make everybody happy. He didn't want anybody to be upset," said his brother. "When John was not serving the community, he was serving his family and friends. He was a great conversationalist, problem solver, hard worker and friend," said his brother. "John embraced hobbies such as country dancing and motorcycling because he liked the sense of community he found."
John Chipura was a mentor for many at Boy Scout Troop 21. He was a member of the troop since 1974 and went on to serve as assist scout master until he was lost in the attack. He was a member of the Veterans of Foreign Wars, the American Legion, the Iwo Jima Association and the Beirut Veterans Memorial Association. John was also a member of St. Joseph and St. Thomas Parish, Pleasant Plains.
His mother, Jane Chipura, died in 1994 and his father, Anthony, died in 1996. In addition to his brother, Gerard, and his sister, Nancy Chipura, surviving are his twin sister, Susan Cohen; another sister, Eileen Cella; and several nieces and nephews. John also left behind the love of his life, Gina DeFalco.
Dear John,
In the blink of an eye
Our lives went awry
Not a day has gone by
That we all do not cry
For what we had
For what was planned
For what took place
For what was yet to be
For births, promotions, holidays, birthdays,
graduations, bar mitzvahs
Celebrated without you, but always thinking of you
Another blink of an eye
And a year has gone by
How can it be?
It went so fast and yet so much has passed
So many tears, can it only be a year?
Lives went on, go on, different, not the same
We try, we share, we wonder why
We try to make sense of that blink of an eye
We try to make each blink count
We try to do what you would want us to
We try to make that blink of an eye
Mean something.
Help us, show us, tell us
Be there as you always were
In our hearts, in our thoughts
In every blink of our eyes.
With all our love always,
Your family, friends, fiancé and Mom-to-be
Except for the short poem at the beginning of this post, none of these words are mine. They are culled from various articles on the internet. I have never met John Chipura, but I wish I had the opportunity to do so. In life, John touched so many lives, not only his family and friends, but also, every person he came into contact with. Serving as a Marine, John protected our freedom, and as police officer and a fireman, John helped make so many people safe.
I feel a special kind of love for John Chipura, and I thank G-d for men like him.
This Tribute was originally posted on September 11, 2006, again on September 11, 2008, and is reposted today as part of this year's Project 2996. The original post can be found here.
His resting place shall be in the Garden of Eden.
Therefore, the Master of mercy will care for him
under the protection of His wings for all time
And bind his soul in the bond of everlasting life.
God is his inheritance and he will rest in peace
and let us say Amen.
This is Legacy.com's Tribute to John Chipura, and the Guestbook, if you care to leave a message there.
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September 10, 2009
Ahem.
The bill specifically and deliberately omits a citizenship verification system, which is meant to create a loophole for illegal immigrants to get coverage, and it does create a loopholde for illegal immigrants to get coverage.
But really, when it comes to illegal immigrants, the bill just maintains the status quo. Because illegal immigrants have free healthcare in this country right now. They can walk into any hospital in this country and get treatment for anything at all and no one will ask them for a dime. What they will do is tack those dimes onto the bills that you and I pay. Healthcare in this country is 100% free for illegal immigrants, it's just not free for us, and that's just one of the reasons healthcare in America is so expensive. We pay for them and the bill maintains the status quo.
For shits and giggles, the bill adds the union thugs to the list of deadbeats we Americans get to pay for.
So President 0bama, take your damn illegal immigrant loophole and shove it where the sun don't shine. We are not as stupid as you seem to think we are.
Oh, and McCain, piss off already! I am so sick of the sound of your voice. Do us all a favor, cross the aisle and stay there.
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September 08, 2009
About last nite...
sigh. Life is good.
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September 07, 2009
Quote of the Day
A little straight talk by Doug Giles titled Hey Assholes, Obama wants to talk to your kids:
... when a person—president or otherwise—spurns our desires and he and his top advisors wildly misspend our money, mitigate our liberties, urinate on our values, and call us a**holes, Nazis, terrorists, Astroturf and retards, well, said person and his pals will not only fail to receive our respect or votes, but they have forfeited the privilege of addressing our kids—or our dogs for matter.
Even when put that simply, still, they'll never get it.
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September 06, 2009
Gosh but I just love Texans
here's one more reason why:
That's the CUFI Cornerstone Singers. Awesome stuff, especially around 1:35, the originality and Texas joy of life comes shining through. I was bouncing in my chair!
and thanks to The Old Man for finding it! You're right, it is so freakin' cool!
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I read every word
I've read I don't know how many letters home from soldiers from WWII. This is very very different.
G-d Bless our Troops.
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September 04, 2009
Banking crisis?
I guess that depends on what you call a crisis:
If you find it too small to read, it says: It's true that bank failures have risen sharply in the past two years. But this is by no means the worst period ever. Indeed, the 82 banks that have failed so far this year pale in comparison to the average 329 failures each year from 1986 through 1992. That was the biggest surge of failures ever, dwarfing even the 51 a year during the Great Depression. No question, banks are troubled right now. But it's not a "collapse," as some have described the situation.
It also gets bigger if you click it.
I found that little goodie at IBD Editorials.com, where I seem to find a lot of good things.
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A little unbiased non-partisan reporting
from the Sun-Sentinel:
Conservative clowns huh? Well, judging from the reaction to the poll, it would seem that the Sun-Sentinel is sadly out of touch with its readers, no wonder they're going broke.
heh. the discussion is certainly lively.
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