Fri Dec, 12 2008
430-21-4093
That, ladies and gentlemen, is the number with which this rotten government has tagged me, and which fools nationwide know as the "social security number". Go look it up. That number was issued in Little Rock, Arkansas, where I was born. My birthdate is 11/27/56.
I despise the idea of tatoos, but I think the time is coming when I will put that on my left forearm, like the Nazis did it.
In any case, anyone here is free to publish it anywhere (I've done it in Usenet several times, and Wendy McElroy once blogged it with my hearty blessing), and anyone here is free to use it for anything, because I don't.
The government does.
Do any of you people understand?
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That was my comment at a blog that doesn't matter anymore.
Obama, you grinning creep: do you hear me? Do you understand? I will never belong to you. Never. Pass the word down to your Daschles and Clintons, your Holders and Browners, and all of them: you're never going to own me.
If I am the only man in this country who'll swear this out-loud and then live it, then by god I am the one.
Not you.
Never.




