Thursday, December 1, 2011

Newt Gingrich is Toast. Serial Hypocrisy

1 comment:

  1. I just ran across this old poem you gold bugs will like:

    Gold.
    You men who work from sea to sea,
    All our country through,
    Under the flag that flutters free
    Its burning stars and field of blue,
    You want no coin but gold, gold,
    Gold as in the days of old,
    You want no coin but gold.
    . . . . Thus guard the honor of your land,
    Honest hearts and hands,
    Keep faith, for hearth and home demand
    The care of patriot bands
    Whose standard shall be gold, gold,
    Gold, like a shield of old,
    Whose standard shall be gold.
    --Ruth Lawrence, Bar Harbor, Maine, in New York World, 11 October 1896

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