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June 24th, 2003 - 10:41 am
The War Resisters League is coming to my town for their annual conference. Here’s my favorite bit:
Colorado Springs is beautiful, located at the foot of Pike
The War Resisters League is coming to my town for their annual conference. Here’s my favorite bit:
Colorado Springs is beautiful, located at the foot of Pike
The War Resisters League affirms that all war is a crime against humanity. We therefore are determined not to support any kind of war, international or civil, and to strive nonviolently for the removal of all causes of war.
Sounds like they’ll have their work cut out for them for the duration of humanity. This kind of pacifism is the worst: it may be brave to stand up and try to reason with someone (or a group of someones) to not attack you or others, but it is suicidal to do so when those someones simply do not care. To try and bring this worldview into the policies of your country is to invite aggression from those who think they can get away with it…world courts and international subpoenas or not.
Snap some photos if you can, Stephen!
Could also be one of those neighborhoods that is “crime free” and happens to have Tony Soprano’s pad, or the archbishops.
4WD does help you break your car on ice.
It just doesn’t help brake your car, which is unfortunate.
Academy has lights timed well for 140mph, which can be a real bitch when you really want to drag race every light.
Do you mean to say speed ISN’T life??
Stephen,
You forgot the greatest risk to life in the Springs, that hell’s spawn of a freeway that runs through it. Jeez, who desgined that frigging thing, the Model-T Society of Colorado? (You know, the kind of people who couldn’t imagine anyone wanting to go over 45 mph on an interstate.)
I’m curious where these folks come up with eight installations. I count only five (USAFA, Cheyenne Mt, FT Carson, Peterson, Schriever).
You know, the kind of people who couldn’t imagine anyone wanting to go over 45 mph on an interstate.
You mean, the people who have little round bumper stickers that say “55″ and insist on driving at that speed in the passing lane, because “that’s the speed limit and I should be able to do it in any lane I choose, and everybody else shouldn’t be in such a hurry anyway”?
I’m not all that much of a speeder — this is Taxachusetts and there’s a “budget crisis,” so the cops are out there in droves — but I like to do 65 to 70 on the major interstates. And even that is tough when you’ve got Million Mom March types in minivans, gomers in land yachts, and assorted idiots on cellphones crawling along at 50 to 55 in the two leftmost lanes. A few months ago I saw a chick in the third category doing about 45 in the far-left lane while yakking away. Even repeated and forceful horn-honking didn’t get her attention.
The best response I’ve ever seen to the question, “Why do you need to drive so fast?” was on Usenet: “Because it feels good.”