Friday, March 06, 2009

From the Diplomatic to the President's desk (eyes only)...


Everything under control here in Jerusalem.

Everyone who matters is happy.

Back in a few days; I have some ideas for your health care project.


This letter from the rabble in a neighborhood near the Wailing Wall was thrust rudely into my hands just as I was receiving a warm, gratitudinous smooch from Shimon Peres.

pdf click here to read the letter.

Send 'em the Bedbug Letter.

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Of the biblical allotment of three score and ten I have lived only three of them more than a bicycle ride from one of the Great Lakes. I grew up ten blocks from Lake Erie in the (once Irish/Italian ghetto, now newly-hip) "Near West Side" of Cleveland. I can still cycle to the Milwaukee lakefront in an hour and a half; but, a round-trip has always been more than I would (noror ever did) attempt. -0- I'm a "...somewhat combative pacifist and fairly cooperative anarchist," after the example of Grace Paley (1922-2007). -0- I'm always cheerful when I pay my taxes (having refused--when necessary--to pay that portion of them dedicated to war). -0- And I always, always vote.