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A good article here on Takimag on the dilemma conservative Scottish patriots have. Do you support the nationalist party which is ultra-leftish (the SNP) or do you stick the Unionist Tories who are very unpopular with most Scottish voters? A good case to be made to create a conservative wing of the SNP. I think this situation would also apply to Quebec and Wales as well.
Posted under Election 2008 & Fiction & Ron Paul
By J.D. Salyer
INN High Society Correspondent
Wed May 23, 5:33 PM ET
Barad-dûr, Mordor
The silverware was polished and the paparazzi were out in force as New York City mayor and Republican presidential hopeful Rudolph Giuliani received the coveted “Up-And-Coming Overlord†Award during the 12th annual meeting of the Totalitarian Demagogues’ Guild, held in the Hobbes Room of the Barad-dûr Hyatt last evening.
Posted under Culture & Fiction
Animal-Human Hybrids Spark Controversy
Maryann Mott
National Geographic News
(MST3K-esque Commentary Courtesy J.D. Salyer of INN)
Scientists have begun blurring the line between human and animal by producing chimeras—a hybrid creature that’s part human, part animal. (OF COURSE FROM A CERTAIN POINT OF VIEW THAT LINE HAS ALREADY BEEN BLURRED VIA THE DONALD TRUMP TELEVISION SHOW, “APPRENTICE”.)
Chinese scientists at the Shanghai Second Medical University in 2003 successfully fused human cells with rabbit eggs. (SO IT IS CRITICAL THAT AMERICA LAUNCH A CRASH-PROGRAM TO CATCH UP WITH THEM — DEMOCRACY MUST TRIUMPH OVER COMMUNISM… WE MUST BRIDGE THE “WASCALLY WABBIT” GAP.)
Posted under Fiction & Terrorism
J.D. Salyer
INN Correspondent
Washington, D.C.
March 27, 2007
The Bush Administration is redoubling efforts to halt proliferation of Weapons of Mass Dialectic, White House spokesman Scott McClellan said in a press conference Monday.
Posted under Culture & Fiction & Israel & Political Correctness
Newsbites
By J.D. Salyer
INN Correspondent
Wednesday, March 28 ’07
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Ron Howard’s exciting new movie The Protocols of the Elders of Vatican City is positioned to be the blockbuster-hit of the summer, with an all-star cast and a plot as thrilling as it is thought-provoking.
Posted under Election 2008 & Fiction
            CHRISTIAN VOTERS GRUDGINGLY EMBRACE PETER SINGER CAMPAIGNÂ
 J.D. Salyer
 INN Correspondent
March 26, 2007
The discussion about Rudy Giuliani’s presidential campaign has been swept aside by the startling buzz about the latest Republican candidate:Â Princeton philosophy professor Peter Singer.
          At first glance Singer’s announcement that he has become a Republican and seeks the GOP presidential nomination seems to make little sense. The eccentric philosopher does, after all, advocate granting silverback-gorillas with metaphysical and legal status equal to that of human beings, is openly contemptuous of the right to gun-ownership, and supports the ongoing extermination of 4,000 children per day via abortion.Â
Posted under Fiction & The South
SOUTHERN POVERTY LAW CENTER
SUES SOUTHERN POVERTY LAW CENTER
J.D. Salyer
For INN Thu Mar 22, 9:33 AM ET
MONTGOMERY, Alabama
In a daring move Morris Dees, long-time director of the Southern Poverty Law Center (SPLC), announced yesterday that he intends to bring a lawsuit against himself and his organization so as to “compel removal of the blatantly racist term, ‘Southern’” from the
organization’s title.
Posted under Fiction
The Once and Future Fugitives
 By: J.D. Salyer
Future: Dystopic sci-fi film Logan’s Run depicts a contented future-city where Man lives out endless amusements, orgies, festivals of mesmerizing music and anesthetizing drugs. All-I-Wanna-Do-Is-Have-Some
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Anton shivered and turned away from the mess as the gunmen began cleaning up. His modest moustache twitched as his nostrils caught a whiff of residual gunsmoke in the air. The gunmen commenced loading the corpses onto wheelbarrows and carts, to roll them off toward the woods, one by one.
“What a waste,” Anton murmured, watching a lush beard hanging over the side of a wheelbarrow, swaying in the wind. Pavel smiled faintly at him.
“It is a waste,” Anton insisted. He put his hand to the thick curls of hair curving back from his forehead, and frowned. “We do not have enough workers to spare that we can afford to shoot every last person who goes to church. The revolution needs live bodies, not dead ones.”
Pavel’s tilted his head away from his friend to survey the carnage. His comely, elfin-delicate face contorted as he spat, a fleck of the spittle sailing through the air to land next to a cloudy-blot of crimson on the shirt of one of the corpses.”