bury_the_hatchet_already dafremen I love guns, they're fun to shoot and I'm really good at it. I'm against senseless killing. I care about our military families, my shipmates, my brothers-in-arms. The military itself and the government that controls it can kiss my ass. I love motorcycles. The feeling of freedom, the wind in your face..adventure around every bend. I also like hiking in the woods and hanging out with hippies. You never know what they'll do to make you smile next. I like fishing while I'm out in those woods, and a twelve pack and a fishing boat makes for a great day off. I'm For the American People, my brother and sister citizens. I'm against the Democratic AND Republican parties who have monopolized our political process for over 160 years..shutting out real choice to protect the rule of their spoiled brat prima donna elites. (I'm against the other parties too if I'm going to be honest.) Why does a sovereign American need a Daddy? I haven't had one since I was 2. Mo's story is similar. Why do we need one now? And where does a guy like ME fit into this whole Democrat/Republican argument everyone's having? I find something valuable in BOTH sides. Is there anything wrong with that? Isn't that the meaning of "American Melting Pot?" Irish/Italians/Germans/Mexicans/Poles/Swedes/Frenchmen/Britons/Africans/Chinese and many more..all with different ideas, coming from different walks of life and different cultures, brought together and absorbed into the fabric of American Society. THIS is what makes American GREAT. This is what makes our country STRONG: New, fresh, ways of seeing things combine with our American traditions, altering them forever, without erasing what is important about our past. Our traditions were new ideas once. Until time turned them into traditions. Liberal and Conservative are two sides of the American Coin, with guys like me..sitting right on the serrated edge, being cut in two for watching our countrymen bicker while the snakes in Washington sell us all up the river. 120505 what's it to you? who go blather from