"When you accept money in payment for your effort, you do so only on the conviction that you will exchange it for the product of the effort of others. It is not the moochers or the looters who give value to money. Not an ocean of tears nor all the guns in the world can transform those pieces of paper in your wallet into the bread you will need to survive tomorrow. Those pieces of paper which should have been gold, are a token of honor -- your claim upon the energy of the men who produce. Your wallet is your statement of hope that somewhere in the world around you there are men who will not default on that moral principle which is the root of money." ~ Ayn Rand
I Surrender All, a Neo-Conservative Hymn
A Neo-Conservative Hymn
All to Dubya, I surrender; All to Him I freely give; I will ever love and trust Him, In His presence daily live.
I surrender all, I surrender all, All to Thee, my blessed State, I surrender all.
All to Ashcroft I surrender; Humbly at His feet I bow, Worldly pleasures all forsaken; Take me, P'lice State, take me now.
All to Rumsfeld, I surrender; Chickenhawk Warrior, wholly Thine; Let me feel the Blood Cult Spirit, Truly know Conquest is mine.
All to Faux News, I surrender; Lord, I give myself to TV; Fill me with Thy love and power; Let PsyOp's blessing fall on me.
All to DeeCee I surrender; Now I recite the sacred pledge. O the joy of full SLAVation! Glory, glory, to Thy Name!