

ALP and Greens are improving, having gone from horse dribble to child spit. One day they will do something for themselves. Looking to the future, one thing they can do for themselves is panic. Apparently Adelaide, a city in South Australia, will be destroyed by global warming in five thousand years. Nobody will get good odds on that, as yesterdays weather report did not predict the cool morning locally. It won't be reported that way .. the afternoon was warm. Kim Carr might keep himself warm burning some subsidy money he collected for automotive manufacturers in back room deals. It is time for the manufacturers to make a profit or drive away. It would be good if Plibersek were in that car. She'd enjoy living in Indonesia where the government shares her values. So long as they don't feel she is spying. We can rely on the ABC not reporting it if she does. More Carbon dioxide is being proceed at a faster rate .. yet global warming has paused for fifteen years. Laurie Oakes is both disgusted and pleased, depending on what he is told to feel, on any given month.
Mr Howard spoke cogently and compellingly, dispelling myths of a war on Islam, falsified chemical weapons and unilateral war in Iraq. No sign Palmer understands it. Palmer would not marry good sense.
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bells swing and jingle bells ring
Snowin' and blowin' up bushels of fun
Now the jingle hop has begun
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bells chime in jingle bell time
Dancin' and prancin' in Jingle Bell Square
In the frosty air
What a bright time, it's the right time
To rock the night away
Jingle bell time is a swell time
To go glidin' in a one-horse sleigh
Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet
Jingle around the clock
Mix and a-mingle in the jinglin' feet
That's the jingle bell rock
Jingle bell, jingle bell, jingle bell rock
Jingle bell chime in jingle bell time
Dancin' and prancin' in Jingle Bell Square
In the frosty air
What a bright time, it's the right time
To rock the night away
Jingle bell time is a swell time
To go glidin' in a one-horse sleigh
Giddy-up jingle horse, pick up your feet
Jingle around the clock
Mix and a-mingle in the jinglin' feet
That's the jingle bell
That's the jingle bell
That's the jingle...
David Daniel Ball calls himself the Conservative Voice.
I'm a teacher with three decades experience teaching math to high school kids.I also work with first graders and kids in between first grade and high school. I know the legends of why Hypatia's dad is remembered through his contribution to Math theory. And I know the legend of why followers of Godel had thought he had disproved God's existence.
I'm not a preacher, but I am a Christian who has written over 28 books all of which include some reference to my faith. Twelve blog books on world history and current affairs, detailing world events , births and marriages on each day of the year, organised by month. Twelve books on the background to and history of Bible Quotes. One Bible quote per day for a year. An intro to a science fiction series I'm planning, post apocalyptic cyber punk. An autobiography with short story collections.
I'm known in Australia for my failure as a whistleblower over the negligence death of a school boy. ...
How can we, like Jupurrurla, balance our curiosity with respect for the boundaries of others and our environment, making amends when needed to strengthen our communities and honor our shared heritage? Like comment and subscribe. I read all comments
English Folk Song: The Wanderer and the Three Goannas
Lyrics (Based on the Warlpiri Story):
(Verse 1)
In the Tanami’s glow, where the spinifex sways,
Jupurrurla roamed through the desert’s warm days.
Her curious heart found a camp in the shade,
Where three goannas’ coolamons a feast had arrayed.
(Chorus)
Oh, the wanderer bold, ‘neath the starlit sky’s gleam,
Met the three goannas in the Desert’s dream.
With a heart full of truth, she learned to amend,
Wove the land and its kin in a song without end.
(Verse 2)
Father’s tomatoes sharp, Mother’s ants far too sweet,
But Little Goanna’s wattle warmed her heart’s beat.
On their mats she tried rest—too rough, then too slick—
Till the small one’s weave held her dreams soft and quick.
(Chorus)
Oh, the wanderer bold, ‘neath the starlit sky’s gleam,
Met the three goannas in the Desert’s dream.
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I'm a little disappointed with my video. I couldn't put in the images I curated. But I stand by it. I am contributing to the debate over America Party. I'm a MAGA supporter always preferred GOP, despise RINO. I likely will never vote AP, but I welcome their existance in US Democracy, noting Dem's have utterly failed.
If the Democrat party is a corrupt, and ultimately spent force, what replaces it? Should we wait for a head to grow back? Or, should we look back to the vision of Jefferson and Adams? What is your preference for the future? I read all comments. Please like and subscribe.
Below is a prog rock song in the style of Emerson, Lake & Palmer, characterized by grandiose lyrical imagery, complex narrative structure, and a blend of theatrical pomp with driving rhythms and intricate keyboard flourishes. The song, titled "Star-Spangled Visionaries," celebrates the America Party led by Elon Musk as an alternative to a corrupt Democratic establishment, draws parallels to the Jefferson-Adams ...
Independence Day is a time for celebration. Here are some of the things this bill does. Doesnt it feel good to stop corruption and instead pay for what is needed? --- ### Ballad of the Big Beautiful Bill
Verse 1 Oh, gather 'round, ye hearts of cheer, this Independence Day, The Big Beautiful Bill has passed, and swept the rot away! No more the corrupt shall feast on bribes, their pockets lined with greed, The poor and lost now claim their due, their aid secured with speed.
Chorus Sing hallelujah, raise the flag, let freedom’s anthem soar, The truth has triumphed, justice reigns, from shore to shining shore! With open hearts and fearless dreams, we’ll build a world anew, The Bill has freed our spirits bold, and hope comes shining through!
Verse 2 The pharma lords, with wicked schemes, no longer spread their lies, Diseases sown for profit’s gain now wither 'neath our eyes. No more shall global bodies fake a warming doom’s decree, Fossil fuels, abundant, cheap, will power liberty!
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