08-16-2003, 04:39 PM
Exceptionally good point Pete. Reminds me of the Prohibition Arguments by Tessadar Jules. A writer at that time.
I am not convinced "legalizing it" in the case of opium would be such a good idea, or cocaine for that matter, but the logic in the case is sound.
As for the other stuff, look for the book called "The Ronald Reagan Papers." Most of the stuff he did is still highly classified, but some has filtered out due to the PIA that was passed. Ronald created a backroom budgeted behind the wall space program that was not NASA. Still no official name was found. The only real info in this was that this program created "weather satilites" and brought the concept of orbital bombardment to the table. Hmm the weather looks nasty today indeed.
Also in this book. Nancie running the country by visiting an astrologer, daily star charts, and horroscopes for America.
I am not convinced "legalizing it" in the case of opium would be such a good idea, or cocaine for that matter, but the logic in the case is sound.
As for the other stuff, look for the book called "The Ronald Reagan Papers." Most of the stuff he did is still highly classified, but some has filtered out due to the PIA that was passed. Ronald created a backroom budgeted behind the wall space program that was not NASA. Still no official name was found. The only real info in this was that this program created "weather satilites" and brought the concept of orbital bombardment to the table. Hmm the weather looks nasty today indeed.
Also in this book. Nancie running the country by visiting an astrologer, daily star charts, and horroscopes for America.
All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."