Thinking the same thing.
On Thu, Jun 30, 2016 at 1:38 PM, Chuck McCown <[email protected]> wrote: > The game is rigged to the point that there will not be any indictments, at > least until the election is over. Probably never. > > -----Original Message----- From: Josh Reynolds > Sent: Thursday, June 30, 2016 12:36 PM > To: [email protected] > Subject: Re: [AFMUG] OT copywrite infringtement > > First of all, it's pathetic that a racist, xenophobic billionaire is > this far along in the political process. > > Secondly, it's pathetic that a lawyer who was let go from practicing > at the federal level for ethics issues is this far along in the > political process. > > I'm not sure which indictments you're talking about though, some over > Hillary, or some over the Trump rape case? > > On Thu, Jun 30, 2016 at 1:31 PM, Rory Conaway <[email protected]> > wrote: >> >> This is funny. However, Trumpet heads aren’t blowing up. We are just >> waiting for the indictments to get handed down on his opponent. >> >> >> >> Rory >> >> >> >> From: Af [mailto:[email protected]] On Behalf Of Jaime Solorza >> Sent: Thursday, June 30, 2016 8:58 AM >> >> >> To: Animal Farm >> Subject: Re: [AFMUG] OT copywrite infringtement >> >> >> >> I am proud of you Chuck...not because of my race but because you acted >> like >> a decent American. To the native Americans up there We are all >> immigrants. Also I like watching Trumpets heads blow up...ha >> >> On Jun 30, 2016 8:32 AM, "Chuck McCown" <[email protected]> wrote: >> >> I hope this is fair use: >> (Kirby's column from the SL Tribune this morning) >> >> I’ve never met a situation I couldn’t make worse >> A couple of weeks ago in Butte, Mont., I watched an elderly couple have a >> full-on public meltdown in the hallway of a motel. >> >> We had driven 500 miles, and my wife was still asleep. I crept out of our >> room and went in search of the free breakfast. That’s when I encountered >> the >> couple. >> >> The angry woman was accusing one of the housekeeping staff of stealing a >> jewelry case they had left in the room. The young, tearful worker was >> trying >> to explain in really poor English that they should check with the front >> desk. >> >> The language barrier only made the old woman madder and the young worker >> more upset. The woman kept yelling at her to hand over the missing item >> and >> then go back to Mexico where she belonged. Her husband adamantly agreed. >> He >> had a Trump button on his jacket. >> >> Being the kind of guy I am, I sensed an opportunity to make things worse. >> It’s one of several serious personal shortcomings. I am an unrepentant >> provocateur. Have been since birth. I can’t help it. >> >> When someone is throwing a public fit like this, it’s impossible forme to >> not step in and help them completely lose their minds. God help me, I love >> it. >> >> The maid wasn’t from Mexico. She was from El Salvador. I know because she >> told me. But it was my next question that really set things off. >> >> “¿Cuál es el problema de este bruja?” I asked. [So what’s the problem with >> this witch?] The nervous smile I got from the worker detonated the old >> woman’s temper. She hadn’t understood a word I said, but she now knew that >> I >> was on the maid’s side. >> >> Spittle flying, head bobbing, dentures clacking, she looked like a >> RainBird >> as she screamed and accused all immigrants of being thieves and me of >> being >> a smartass. >> >> I still wanted some waffles. But no way was I going to pass up a chance to >> wind someone up until their head exploded. It’s why I would never make a >> good hostage negotiator. >> >> To get the couple off the maid’s back, I offered to help them fi nd their >> missing jewelry case. We went to the front desk and inquired. >> >> The case was there. Another guest had turned it in when he found it in the >> breakfast room on the serving line next to the scrambled eggs. >> >> Checking the contents of a jewelry bag, the old woman satisfied herself >> that >> nothing had been stolen. She looked at me and sneered. >> >> Her: “I still wish they would go back to Mexico.” >> >> Me: “And they wish they could punch you in the face.” >> >> Her Husband: “Hey! That’s my wife. >> >> Me: “OK, you punch her.” >> >> The manager and some security- looking guy showed up then and told us to >> calm down for the sake of the other guests. I admitted that the >> misunderstanding had been my fault. Wewere all a little on edge because of >> the political climate in America. >> >> “But things will get better when Hillary is president and we all have to >> learn Spanish.” >> >> I thought they were going to need an ambulance. They grabbed the jewelry >> bag >> and stormed out. Climbing into their Trumper-stickered truck with Iowa >> plates, they peeled away cursing immigrants and interfering smartasses >> alike. My wife was awake when I got back to the room. >> >> “What’s breakfast like?” >> >> “Not bad. There was a floor show, but you missed it.” > >
