31 August 2004

New to New York

The New York Times - Opinion - A Manhattan Admonition

I've liked Katherine Lanpher ever since hearing her with Al Franken on Air America Radio. A recent transplant from St. Paul, MN, she came here to be Franken's co-host on their program, and in the process, entertain me a great deal. She had this in today's NYT...advice to newcomers, to those who would stay here for awhile. As she was wisely told, it boils down to this: "DON'T BE BIG BABY." Read the rest above, and stop crying, dammit!

27 August 2004

Jaws in 30 seconds with bunnies.

Cheese Racing

26 August 2004

timely to the point of eeriness

say what you will about billy bragg and his not so great voice or guitar playing -- both of which i happen to think are great just because of the fact that they're not and are perfect for what he does -- he knows how to write a protest anthem.

i first heard 'help save the youth of america' when i was in high school years ago, and have thought of it from time to time since. it's got the vitriol, it's got the earnestness, and it's got a steady critique of the way things are in the world that fits 2004 just a bit too well.

after hearing that steve earle had a new record coming out, i was in the shower one morning and found myself humming the opening bars to bragg's song. i do not sing in the shower. period. then i realized i had remembered about 3/4 of it word for word. then i looked up the rest and got chills like i did the first time i heard it. this should get played loud and often.

go to single electric guitar and angry questioning voice:

Help save the youth of America
Help save them from themselves
Help save the sun-tanned surfer boys
And the Californian girls
When the lights go out in the rest of the World
What do our cousins say
They're playing in the sun and having fun, fun, fun
Till Daddy takes the gun away

From the Big Church to the Big River
And out to the Shining Sea
This is the Land of Opportunity
And there's a Monkey Trial on TV

A nation with their freezers full
Are dancing in their seats
While outside another nation
Is sleeping in the streets

Don't tell me the old, old story
Tell me the truth this time
Is the Manuel Noriega
An enemy or a friend of mine

Help save the youth of America
Help save the youth of the world
Help save the boys in uniform
Their mothers and their faithful girls

Listen to the voice of the soldier
Down in the killing zone
Talking about the cost of living
And the price of bringing him home

They're already shipping the body bags
Down by the Rio Grande
But you can fight for democracy at home
And not in some foreign land

And the fate of the great United States
Is entwined in the fate of us all
And the incident at Tschernobyl proves
The world we live in is very small

And the cities of Europe have burned before
And they may yet burn again
And if they do I hope you understand
That Washington will burn with them
Omaha will burn with them
Los Alamos will burn with them

indeed.

25 August 2004

giving notice

feels almost as good as getting a new job to begin with. J'ARRETE!

coolest thing this month

"Cheney's Gay Marriage Comments Draw Fire" - Duh

This does just a little bit to temper my opinion of Cheney as an evil robot, but i think any break with the administration is a welcome one.

At a campaign rally in this Mississippi River town, Cheney spoke supportively about gay relationships, saying "freedom means freedom for everyone," when asked about his stand on gay marriage.

"Lynne and I have a gay daughter, so it's an issue our family is very familiar with," Cheney told an audience that included his daughter. "With the respect to the question of relationships, my general view is freedom means freedom for everyone ... People ought to be free to enter into any kind of relationship they want to."

still a robot, though. make no mistake about it.

24 August 2004

you won't have me to kick around anymore

someone's got a new job.

formal resignation will be made tomorrow, but in the not too distant future, i will be raising money somewhere else. i can hardly wait.

my thanks to all who have held my head and hand and grip on reality all this time throughout the search.

you know who you are.

worlds apart

it's that time of year again. every august for the past three years, i have done my best to wake up early, dress like i make more money than i do, get in a car and drive the 2.5hours past the town on long island where i spent several of my early years, past my grandparents town an hour out, and past the cemetary where they were laid to rest.

the purpose of all this memory lane travel on the l.i.e.? the hamptons, yo.

i raise money, and there is much money to be raised out there. it seems like it's nonstop cocktails and benefits, and last night was no exception. we were competing against both john kerry's only event out there and an unwelcome amount of rain, but all ended up okay. maybe i'll write about the actual event itself sometime, but the reason i found a computer today was so i could try to get down something that happened upon returning to the city late that night.

yes, returning to the city - while brooklyn may be allowed to put on a fancy shirt and talk to met opera trustees while drinking - strangely bad - white wine, brooklyn is not allowed to stay in the hamptons. that would be like allowing jersey to stay in brooklyn.

at 3 or so in the morning, pulling up to our offices to unload various things, i was approached by a clearly unwell and desperate homeless woman, crying and pleading with the surprising number of people who were still out on the street at that time of night. there i was, prepared to dispatch the usual 'i'm sorry' and summon the powers of ignoring that are so quickly, if sadly, developed in this city, when i was struck by both where i'd been earlier in the day and where i found myself just then. matters were made worse by the fact that in my back pocket i had an envelope with checks from the evening - last minute ticket buyers who had given nearly $4,000 for drinks and music and food. i had that, and i had a bracelet tiffany's had donated, another $1,000.

and as i stood there, and on the ride home, i wondered how that could be.


20 August 2004

Lucky Jim Sidebar

Lucky Jim is apparently also a vaguely lupine-looking scottish band. i wonder what they sound like. i went looking for an old picture of the book and found these guys.

none of this should be confused with Oklahoma Jim, which is oddly a scandinavian site of some kind. we were once respected in the world.

wow, there are some interesting people populating this planet

apparently you can now click some button to go to the next randomly selected blog out there. i do not know this woman and might be afraid if i met her, as her cat thing is pretty intense, but "do i pay for your mistake?" is now my favorite frustrated comeback of 2004.

she also has a sense of humor: This is my first time ......No, you are not right, this is my first time posting. Not really excited over it, just that I have spent the past few days designing it. I seem to concentrate more on the design than the quality of my 1st post I am typing now.

thank you, shue wei swee.

Kingsley Amis says it'll all be okay

just about everyone dear to me these days is in some kind of a state of flux, settling in or feeling increasingly unsettled, with work, with living situations, with love, with money, with the things they'd rather be doing. this morning, it set me to thinking about this passage in amis' first novel, lucky jim, which is fantastic and should be read now instead of this, thank you very much.

"another thing you'll find is that the years of illusion aren't those of adolescence, as the grown-ups try to tell us; they're the ones immediately after it, say the middle twenties; the false maturity, if you like, when you first get thoroughly embroiled in things and lose your head."

there. and that this book is older than me and that these things haven't changed at all is both comforting and frustrating. it's one of the more important, if easier to forget, things about having people in your life. they exist as both a reminder that we're more or less all in this together, though in our own way, whether 20s or 30s, and that maybe that unsettled feeling - just before you're finally comfortable, or just when you're on the verge of something big and scary - maybe that unsettled feeling is worth having. and should be appreciated for what it is. sometimes you have to lose your head to find where you'd rather it be in the first place.

cue that modest mouse 'float on' song.

how gorgeous is this?

very. someone has recently reminded me how very.

I Am Trying to Get at Something Utterly Heart-Broken

Vincent van Gogh, letters, 1873-1890, edited I. Stone,
translated Johanna van Gogh

At the end of the road is a small cottage,
And over it all the blue sky.
I am trying to get at something utterly heart-broken.

The flying birds, the smoking chimneys,
And that figure loitering below in the yard--
If we do not learn from this, then from what shall we learn?

The miners go home in the white snow at twilight.
These people are quite black. Their houses are small.
The time for making dark studies is short.

A patch of brown heath through which a white
Path leads, and sky just delicately tinged,
Yet somewhat passionately brushed.
We who try our best to live, why do we not live more?

The branches of poplars and willows rigid like wire.
It may be true that there is no God here,
But there must be one not far off.

A studio with a cradle, a baby's high chair.
Those colors which have no name.
Are the real foundation of everything.

What I want is more beautiful huts far away on the heath.
If we are tired, isn't it then because
We have already walked a long way?

The cart with the white horse brings
a wounded man home from the mines.
Bistre and bitumen, well applied,
Make the colouring ripe and mellow and generous.

A ploughed field with clods of violet earth;
Over all a yellow sky with a yellow sun.
So there is every moment something that moves one intensely.

A bluish-grey line of trees with a few roofs.
I simply could not restrain myself or keep
My hands off it or allow myself to rest.

A mother with her child, in the shadow
Of a large tree against the dune.
To say how many green-greys there are is impossible.

I love so much, so very much, the effect
Of yellow leaves against green trunks.
This is not a thing that I have sought,
But it has come across my path and I have seized it.

-- Annie Dillard

18 August 2004

how is it possible

to be sitting in a place with your mind in another and just spin around the still point of axis between them? this is mostly a question for me to myself.

11 August 2004

read this

THE TRUTH --Philip Schultz

You can hide it like a signature
or birthmark but it's always there
in the greasy light of your dreams,
the knots your body makes at night,
the sad innuendos of your eyes,
whispering insidious asides in every
room you cannot remain inside. It's
there in the unquiet ideas that drag and
plead one lonely argument at a time,
and those who own a little are contrite
and fearful of those who own too much,
but owning none takes up your life.
it cannot be replaced with a house or car,
a husband or wife, but can be ignored,
denied, and betrayed, until the last day,
when you pass yourself on the street
and recognize the agreeable life you
were afraid to lead and turn away.



wow.

"Please, all the men in the country, so that I won't be rude to you, do not attempt to kiss me"

this is hilarious

Arroyo to men: Stop kissing me
Wednesday, August 11, 2004 Posted: 4:53 AM EDT (0853 GMT)

MANILA, Philippines (AP) -- Annoyed by a stream of unwanted kisses, President Gloria Macapagal Arroyo has warned overzealous male fans and supporters that to avoid embarrassment they should not pucker up in her direction.

"First, show some respect. Secondly, I am conservative. I do not want to be kissed by any man but my husband," she told a town hall meeting in Laguna province, south of Manila.

Arroyo often receives kisses on both cheeks by unknown admirers in a practice known locally as "beso-beso" ("kiss-kiss").

Citing her conservative nature, Arroyo said she would only accept kisses from her husband, lawyer Jose "Mike" Miguel.

"Please, all the men in the country, so that I won't be rude to you, do not attempt to kiss me," she said.

...

Her statement was carried live on the nationwide ABS-CBN cable television.

During a visit to meet Filipino workers in Kuwait last year, one of Arroyo's female bodyguards shoved away a man who approached the president with his lips puckered and ready to plant a kiss on her cheek.

i wish bush had this problem.

10 August 2004

stupid links generator

great - so i have curbed broken linked to drudge broken linked to john broken linked to the department of homeland security. what a mess i am. i'm going to just start tagging buildings again instead. idiocy.

09 August 2004

CNN.com - Bush opposes 'legacy' college admissions

jackass.

WASHINGTON (CNN) -- President Bush said Friday he opposes the use of a family history at colleges or universities as a factor in determining admission.

Bush stated his position to what's known as "legacy" in response to a question during a Washington forum for minority journalists called Unity 2004.

He was asked, "Colleges should get rid of legacy?"

Bush responded, "Well I think so, yes. I think it ought to be based upon merit."

Under legacy programs, applicants are given an advantage if their parents or grandparents attended the school. Bush, a third-generation graduate of Yale University, joked about his own legacy.

"Well, in my case, I had to knock on a lot of doors to follow the old man's footsteps," he said to laughter.

Globe of Death, motorcycle spectacular

lookit what i saw this weekend in coney island. well, not this particular person's attempt at it, but a trip with nathan and janna gave us this unexpected surprise. idiotic and yet riveting. kind of like watching bush in a press conference. they didn't say 'don't try this at home,' so i encourage you all to go out and build one of these things. then invite me over to watch.

it's kind of mad max/thunderdome-y, no?

"the victory is for God" ?!?! what a wingnut.

Yahoo! News - Keyes Steps Into Illinois Senate Race: "the victory is for God"

Keyes Steps Into Illinois Senate Race

from the LA Times

Mon Aug 9, 7:55 AM ET

By P.J. Huffstutter Times Staff Writer

ARLINGTON HEIGHTS, Ill. — Alan Keyes (news - web sites), a two-time presidential candidate who lives in Maryland, announced Sunday that he would accept the Illinois Republican Party's nomination and run for the U.S. Senate.

With less than three months before the election, Keyes acknowledged it would be difficult to beat Barack Obama, 43, the state senator whose speech at the Democratic National Convention in Boston gained him national prominence. This is the first U.S. Senate race in history where both candidates from the two major parties are African American, assuring that the Senate will seat its fifth black member ever.


"We do face an uphill battle, there's no doubt," said Keyes, 54, who promotes a Christian philosophy. He accepted the nomination Sunday at a rally in this Chicago suburb.

The battle to fill the seat held by retiring Republican Sen. Peter Fitzgerald (news, bio, voting record) would be difficult, said Keyes, who has never won a federal election. If he wins, "the victory is for God," he said.

Critics in the state Democratic Party dismiss Keyes as an opportunist, and described the GOP selection as "sad."

05 August 2004

Curbed: Construction Workers Party While The Bowery Burns

curbed is a great site all about apartments and real estate and the like - very interesting stuff about all manner of things in new york. you should read it often, even if only to see that there are more places you'll never set foot in than could possibly afford to. i saw a strange thing walking in the east villiage last night and wrote to them, hoping they could help me w/ some more info. a big ole house party in a building that didn't even have walls yet.

the graphic's cool, too.

giant heavy sculpture

this one looks a little too german flag-inspired, but last night i got to see one of judd's super cool metal sculptures at christie's. had gone for a new friends' staff show, and some staff evidently have access to things like this. and me without my checkbook.


02 August 2004

The issue of government is not to determine who may sleep together in the bedroom, it's to help those that might not be eating in the kitchen.

Even Al had some rather powerful words to say.

July 27, 2004

The Rev. Al Sharpton's Remarks to the Democratic National Convention

Thank you.

Tonight I want to address my remarks in two parts.

One, I'm honored to address the delegates here.

Last Friday, I had the experience in Detroit of hearing President George Bush make a speech. And in the speech, he asked certain questions. I hope he's watching tonight. I would like to answer your questions, Mr. President.

To the chairman, our delegates, and all that are assembled, we're honored and glad to be here tonight.

I'm glad to be joined by supporters and friends from around the country. I'm glad to be joined by my family, Kathy, Dominique, who will be 18, and Ashley.

We are here 228 years after right here in Boston we fought to establish the freedoms of America. The first person to die in the Revolutionary War is buried not far from here, a Black man from Barbados, named Crispus Attucks.

Forty years ago, in 1964, Fannie Lou Hamer and the Mississippi Freedom Democratic Party stood at the Democratic convention in Atlantic City fighting to preserve voting rights for all America and all Democrats, regardless of race or gender.

Hamer's stand inspired Dr. King's march in Selma, which brought about the Voting Rights Act of 1965.

Twenty years ago, Reverend Jesse Jackson stood at the Democratic National Convention in San Francisco, again, appealing to the preserve those freedoms.

Tonight, we stand with those freedoms at risk and our security as citizens in question.

I have come here tonight to say, that the only choice we have to preserve our freedoms at this point in history is to elect John Kerry the president of the United States.

I stood with both John Kerry and John Edwards on over 30 occasions during the primary season. I not only debated them, I watched them, I observed their deeds, I looked into their eyes. I am convinced that they are men who say what they mean and mean what they say.

I'm also convinced that at a time when a vicious spirit in the body politic of this country that attempts to undermine America's freedoms -- our civil rights, and civil liberties -- we must leave this city and go forth and organize this nation for victory for our party and John Kerry and John Edwards in November.

And let me quickly say, this is not just about winning an election. It's about preserving the principles on which this very nation was founded.

Look at the current view of our nation worldwide as a results of our unilateral foreign policy. We went from unprecedented international support and solidarity on September 12, 2001, to hostility and hatred as we stand here tonight. We can't survive in the world by ourselves.

How did we squander this opportunity to unite the world for democracy and to commit to a global fight against hunger and disease?

This court has voted five to four on critical issues of women's rights and civil rights. It is frightening to think that the gains of civil and women rights and those movements in the last century could be reversed if this administration is in the White House in these next four years.

I suggest to you tonight that if George Bush had selected the court in '54, Clarence Thomas would have never got to law school.

This is not about a party. This is about living up to the promise of America. The promise of America says we will guarantee quality education for all children and not spend more money on metal detectors than computers in our schools.

The promise of America guarantees health care for all of its citizens and doesn't force seniors to travel to Canada to buy prescription drugs they can't afford here at home.

We did it with a go-it-alone foreign policy based on flawed intelligence. We were told that we were going to Iraq because there were weapons of mass destruction. We've lost hundreds of soldiers. We've spent $200 billion dollars at a time when we had record state deficits. And when it became clear that there were no weapons, they changed the premise for the war and said: No, we went because of other reasons.

If I told you tonight, Let's leave the Fleet Center, we're in danger, and when you get outside, you ask me, Reverend Al, What is the danger? and I say, It don't matter. We just needed some fresh air, I have misled you and we were misled.

We are also faced with the prospect of in the next four years that two or more of the Supreme Court Justice seats will become available. This year we celebrated the anniversary of Brown v. the Board of Education.

The promise of America provides that those who work in our health care system can afford to be hospitalized in the very beds they clean up every day.

The promise of America is that government does not seek to regulate your behavior in the bedroom, but to guarantee your right to provide food in the kitchen.

The issue of government is not to determine who may sleep together in the bedroom, it's to help those that might not be eating in the kitchen.

The promise of America that we stand for human rights, whether it's fighting against slavery in the Sudan, where right now Joe Madison and others are fasting, around what is going on in the Sudan; AIDS in Lesotho; a police misconduct in this country.

The promise of America is one immigration policy for all who seek to enter our shores, whether they come from Mexico, Haiti or Canada, there must be one set of rules for everybody.

We cannot welcome those to come and then try and act as though any culture will not be respected or treated inferior. We cannot look at the Latino community and preach one language. No one gave them an English test before they sent them to Iraq to fight for America.

The promise of America is that every citizen vote is counted and protected, and election schemes do not decide the election.

It, to me, is a glaring contradiction that we would fight, and rightfully so, to get the right to vote for the people in the capital of Iraq in Baghdad, but still don't give the federal right to vote for the people in the capital of the United States, in Washington, D.C.

Mr. President, as I close, Mr. President, I heard you say Friday that you had questions for voters, particularly African- American voters. And you asked the question: Did the Democratic Party take us for granted? Well, I have raised questions. But let me answer your question.

You said the Republican Party was the party of Lincoln and Frederick Douglass. It is true that Mr. Lincoln signed the Emancipation Proclamation, after which there was a commitment to give 40 acres and a mule.

That's where the argument, to this day, of reparations starts. We never got the 40 acres. We went all the way to Herbert Hoover, and we never got the 40 acres.

We didn't get the mule. So we decided we'd ride this donkey as far as it would take us.

Mr. President, you said would we have more leverage if both parties got our votes, but we didn't come this far playing political games. It was those that earned our vote that got our vote. We got the Civil Rights Act under a Democrat. We got the Voting Rights Act under a Democrat. We got the right to organize under Democrats.

Mr. President, the reason we are fighting so hard, the reason we took Florida so seriously, is our right to vote wasn't gained because of our age. Our vote was soaked in the blood of martyrs, soaked in the blood of Goodman, Chaney and Schwerner, soaked in the blood of four little girls in Birmingham. This vote is sacred to us.

This vote can't be bargained away.

This vote can't be given away.

Mr. President, in all due respect, Mr. President, read my lips: Our vote is not for sale.

And there's a whole generation of young leaders that have come forward across this country that stand on integrity and stand on their traditions, those that have emerged with John Kerry and John Edwards as partners, like Greg Meeks, like Barack Obama, like our voter registration director, Marjorie Harris, like those that are in the trenches.

And we come with strong family values. Family values is not just those with two-car garages and a retirement plan. Retirement plans are good. But family values also are those who had to make nothing stretch into something happening, who had to make ends meet.

I was raised by a single mother who made a way for me. She used to scrub floors as a domestic worker, put a cleaning rag in her pocketbook and ride the subways in Brooklyn so I would have food on the table.

But she taught me as I walked her to the subway that life is about not where you start, but where you're going. That's family values.

And I wanted somebody in my community -- I wanted to show that example. As I ran for president, I hoped that one child would come out of the ghetto like I did, could look at me walk across the stage with governors and senators and know they didn't have to be a drug dealer, they didn't have to be a hoodlum, they didn't have to be a gangster, they could stand up from a broken home, on welfare, and they could run for president of the United States.

As you know, I live in New York. I was there September 11th when that despicable act of terrorism happened.

A few days after, I left home, my family had taken in a young man who lost his family. And as they gave comfort to him, I had to do a radio show that morning. When I got there, my friend James Entome (ph) said, Reverend, we're going to stop at a certain hour and play a song, synchronized with 990 other stations.

I said, That's fine.

He said, We're dedicating it to the victims of 9/11.

I said, What song are you playing?

He said America the Beautiful. The particular station I was at, the played that rendition song by Ray Charles.

As you know, we lost Ray a few weeks ago, but I sat there that morning and listened to Ray sing through those speakers, Oh beautiful for spacious skies, for amber waves of grain, for purple mountains' majesty across the fruited plain.

And it occurred to me as I heard Ray singing, that Ray wasn't singing about what he knew, because Ray had been blind since he was a child. He hadn't seen many purple mountains. He hadn't seen many fruited plains. He was singing about what he believed to be.

Mr. President, we love America, not because all of us have seen the beauty all the time.

But we believed if we kept on working, if we kept on marching, if we kept on voting, if we kept on believing, we would make America beautiful for everybody.

Starting in November, let's make America beautiful again.

Thank you. And God bless you.

"Repetition does not transform a lie into a truth."

I really hope we see more of this man in the future.

Gen. Wesley K. Clark's Remarks to the Democratic National Convention

Published: July 29, 2004

Thank you, my fellow Democrats. I am an American soldier.

Our country was attacked. We are at war. Our nation is at risk, engaged in a life-or- death struggle against terrorists who are seeking nuclear and biological weapons. And as I speak tonight, our armed forces are in combat.

Our freedoms were won in war, and protected by generation after generation of selfless service and sacrifice. From Bunker Hill to Bastogne, from the frozen hills of Korea to the jungles of Vietnam, from Kabul to Baghdad, American men and women in uniform have served with honor; they've given us so much, and they've asked for so little.

Tonight we honor them: our soldiers, our veterans, their families. I want to thank my wife, Gert, my son Wesley, his wife and son and all the military families who stand behind those who serve. Now I ask you to observe with me a moment of silence to honor those who have made the ultimate sacrifice, so that we could have the freedom we exercise tonight.

War. I've been there. Heard the thump of enemy mortars. Seen the tracers fly. Bled on the battlefield. Recovered in hospitals. Received and obeyed orders. Sent men and women into battle. Awarded medals, comforted families, attended funerals. And this soldier has news for you: Anyone who tells you that one political party has a monopoly on the best defense of our nation is committing a fraud on the American people. Franklin Roosevelt said it best: "Repetition does not transform a lie into a truth."

This hall and this party are filled with veterans who have served under this flag - our flag. We rose and stood reveille to this flag. We saluted this flag. We fought for this flag. And we've seen brave men and women buried under this flag. This flag is ours! And nobody will take it away from us.

The safety of our country demands urgent and innovative measures to strengthen our armed forces. The safety of our country demands credible intelligence. The safety of our country demands cooperation with our allies. The safety of our country demands making more friends and fewer enemies. The safety of our country demands an end to the doctrinaire, ineffective policies that currently grip Washington.

Enough is enough! A safe America - a just America - that's what we want, that's what we need. And with John Kerry and John Edwards, that's what we will achieve.

John Kerry has lived the values of service and sacrifice. In the Navy, as a prosecutor, as a Senator. He proved his physical courage under fire. He's proved his moral courage, too. John Kerry fought a war and came home to fight for peace - his combination of physical courage and moral values is my definition of what we need in a Commander-in-Chief.

And John Edwards, with his leadership and competence, will be a great member of this command team. John Kerry is a man who - in times of war - can lead as a warrior, and who - in times of peace - will heed the call of scripture to beat swords into plowshares. John Kerry will lead America with strength and wisdom. He has the will to fight, and the moral courage born in battle to pursue and secure a strong peace.

Under John Kerry we will attack and destroy the terrorist threat to America. He'll join the pantheon of great wartime Democrats.

Great Democrats like Woodrow Wilson, who led us to victory in World War I. Great Democrats like Franklin Roosevelt and Harry Truman, who turned back the tide of fascism to win World War II. Great Democrats like John Kennedy, who stood firm and steered us safely through the Cuban Missile Crisis. And great Democrats like Bill Clinton, who confronted ethnic cleansing in Yugoslavia, and with diplomacy - backed by force - brought peace to a shattered land.

My fellow Americans, Democrats are leaders. Democrats are fighters. John Kerry is a leader and fighter and he will be a great Commander-in-Chief.

John Kerry knows that the power of America is our values and ideals. John Kerry knows that our soldiers embody the best of America's values: Service. Sacrifice. Courage. Compassion.

They're serving to build something greater than themselves. They're serving to build something worth fighting for. They're serving to build something worth dying for. They are a company of heroes. Everyone who fights for the best in American life is also a hero: Firefighters. Police officers. Teachers, and so many others.

John Kerry's time to lead this company of heroes has arrived. Right here. Right now. In this town. Tonight, from this place, we set out together to put our country back on track to security, freedom and opportunity. America: Hear this soldier.

Choose a leader whose physical courage, moral values and sound judgment will - with the grace of God and our determined commitment - strengthen our country, protect our liberty, renew our spirit and secure a future for our children that is worthy of our heritage.

Make John Kerry the next president of the United States.

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arrested development is one of the best shows on tv, and if you don't believe me, you're either watching too much cinemax or not enough c-span.