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docwebsterTed Rall tells the Grand Old Pricks what kind of welcome they can expect
One of the Swiftboat Neo-Con Funded Lying Sacks Of Crap said he would consider his own Bronze Star "fraudulent" if coming under enemy fire was the basis for it. Oh, really, sunshine?
380,422 Teeth And One Chickenshit Sales Dep't - the ad the Minneapolis Star-Tribune is too scared to run.
Now, a newspaper has every right to not run ads they plain don't want to. It's their business, their rules. But then there's this salient point:
Sally Nelson, the Strib's director of communications, declines to elaborate on what about the ad was offensive. "We're not going to get into the specifics and the details," she says. Nelson also declines to make available a copy of the newspaper's "Standards of Good Taste."
Stone takes issue with the notion that the poster is somehow not fit for print. "It's all true," he notes of the statistics. "There's no dirty words. I'm not soliciting sex from a minor or anything."
You make the call, folks. For myself, I already have - chickenshits.
One of the Swiftboat Neo-Con Funded Lying Sacks Of Crap said he would consider his own Bronze Star "fraudulent" if coming under enemy fire was the basis for it. Oh, really, sunshine?
380,422 Teeth And One Chickenshit Sales Dep't - the ad the Minneapolis Star-Tribune is too scared to run.
Now, a newspaper has every right to not run ads they plain don't want to. It's their business, their rules. But then there's this salient point:
Sally Nelson, the Strib's director of communications, declines to elaborate on what about the ad was offensive. "We're not going to get into the specifics and the details," she says. Nelson also declines to make available a copy of the newspaper's "Standards of Good Taste."
Stone takes issue with the notion that the poster is somehow not fit for print. "It's all true," he notes of the statistics. "There's no dirty words. I'm not soliciting sex from a minor or anything."
You make the call, folks. For myself, I already have - chickenshits.
