IssuesGuy has all sorts of issues with the the economy, or lack thereof - see 'Stock Market Idiocy' and 'It Isn't Working, So Do it More' at Seeing the Forest.
Poetry Corner
Whence September dusk grows crisper still
With leaves all crimson conquered
I yearn to shout and dance about
And stick pickles in my honker.
- - Emily Dickinson, interpreted by Opus
November 14, 2002
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