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Sinclair Broadcasting, you bastards, you really leave us very little choice.
A pacifist, I've always believed that the gluttony of the right would set the table for it's own demise. I'm starting to realize I'm wrong.
When I was a small child my grandfather used to let me put my fingers into three small, frogbellied white and perfectly round sunken scars in his dark brown, construction workers back.
My grandfather was a pro-fighter in the 1920's. He was first-gen Italian. Organized labor muscle in the 1920's, 1930's, and 1940's. A pug. The holes in his back were said to be buckshot scars from a corporate goon's sawed-off shotgun, earned during a strike/face-off in Depression era Cleveland. Family legend has it that, after he was shot, Grampa beat the corporate rent-a-cop nearly to death and spent three years in prison for attempted murder. For those who think that liberals are weak, overly sensitive, or limp-wristed...think back to the labor movement (or the Founding Fathers).
Like I said originally, I used to think that balance would work things out. That gluttony/hubris would set the table for the right's choking on their self-created Last Supper. Of course, then again, I believed that the other side had some sense of decency, of curiosity, of honesty.
I think I'm wrong.
Seems the only option is to respond to the power of the right with as much forceful, directed anger as the early labor movement. If there is to be any chance of, not winning, but simply achieving balance, I really don't think that liberals have much choice.
Which way is Boston Harbor? Or Sinclair's phone number/e-mail addie? I'm ready to write a nasty LTTE. That'll show'em.
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