Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Just So We're Clear...

I am a liberal.  We all are, actually.  One has to read just a little bit from moderate textbooks to see how factual that really is.  True enough, it is only as a result of individual liberality evolving down through the centuries that we, as I have written many times, are not, STILL... the ignorant serfs of a tedious middle age, tilling three field rotations from dawn to dusk, and gratefully giving up our more comely daughters for the sport of our landed manor lord.  Newt Gingrich is a classical liberal even as he is, also, an unheralded daughter *sporter*.

I am a liberal. For my money, through my lens, drawn through my filters...?  That just means I have some small courage, a sense of raw history, a reasonable intelligence, a degree of empathy for my fellow humans, a dash of imagination, an unceasing education, a respect for Earth, and a progressive attitude toward a future bearing down on us like an accelerating freight train.  I'd sooner catch this train than have it run me down.

I am a liberal.  I believe an individual should not have the religious sensibilities of another legislated to him, imposed on her, or persecuting either of them.  I don't feel that one should be compelled to validate another's faith at the point of a sword or the withholding of a paycheck.  I ~do~ believe in the absolute ~necessity~... for a separation of church from state, so I am offended and revolted by even the merest suspicion of theocracy.  I vociferously refuse to be swayed by Gods we've produced ourselves to do the bidding of a selected few.

I am a liberal.  I see the steady erosion of individual rights and freedoms occurring now as a clear and present threat to the unfettered individuality that actually empowers America and contributes to her creative productivity, effortless grace, and cutting edge style.  I perceive these erosions plainly all around me; all are effused with the wretched stench of creeping totalitarianism growing stronger with each passing day, and I'm very fearful for my own freedom and quality of life... and for the freedoms/qualities of my children and those around me.  Tyranny's rose will smell as sweet as such.

I am a liberal.  I find it problematical that we continue, environmentally, to defecate in our beds and push it down with our abused and disrespected feet.  The continued thoughtless, complacent, irresponsible, and smothering overpopulation, airily encouraged by socially retarded religi-oids and other pathological politicos (et al), is obviously not consistent with our species traveling an upwardly respectful path to individual enlightenment and personal satisfaction.  Verily, the number of paths to God are likely as infinite as ~she~ is supposed to be.

I am a liberal.  I am naturally resistant (by design) to fatuous spins, preconceived notions, bait and switch sensibilities, duplicitous euphemisms, or conveniently biased cants.  I resent the manipulating lowest-common-denominator approach of a non-elected leadership, its lap-dog *mainstream* media, and its fraudulent and failing system of *education* more interested in producing credulously docile employees (...and their masters) than it is in encouraging critical thinking individuals. Education becomes a euphemism for DE-education and UN-education.  

I am a liberal.  I am worried about a justice system with its tiller swung so far and so hard to the reactionary and religious *right* that our ship of state crashes on the harsh hard rocks of attendant lost freedoms and easy tyrannies.  Freedom of and freedom from one religion or another, is a cornerstone of real social and spiritual advancement (...and quality individuals...), or history teaches us ~nothing~ at all.  History, it seems, is taught in a manner that teaches nothing, by design.

I'm a liberal.  I'm convinced that the 'reflective' authoritative trumps the 'reflexive' authoritarian, ~always~. I believe the lesser 'authoritarian' should be pointedly discouraged because it hobbles the contribution of the greater 'authoritative'.  Because persons used to officious 'authoritarians' take a follow-on 'authoritative' approach for ~weakness~, in reflex, the preferable authoritative's better job becomes a magnitude more difficult to accomplish.  My experience is that this is as true in combat as it is in the classroom.

I am a liberal.  I mourn the elevation of untested and too convenient faith (over a hard-won renaissance rationality...) as a return to the "Dark Ages" that the former brand of thinking readily facilitates.  Every step one takes back into real history proves, only, that it gets more repressive and restrictive decade by oppressive prior-decade.  A return to 1950 is only on the ~way~ to being as bad as it was in 1350, and the Earth's two *greatest* religions, Christianity and Islam, would gleefully take us back, respectively, ~exactly~ there to those points in time.  I'd send them back myself if I could.

I am a liberal.  I understand that what gets mashed down 'here' only pops up over 'there'... just meaner for the unjust and disrespectful attention.   I feel "reactionary reflex" is decidedly ~not~ superior to "reflective rationality."  I don't believe that dissent is always disloyalty.  I don't believe that divergence is always discontinuity.  I don't believe that diversity is cultural disaster.  In fact, I feel that culture is made more enduring, more fully featured, and more creative with the fervent ~embrace~ of these things.

I am a liberal.  I lament the shrinkage of the middle class, the expanding poor, and the concentrations of the sociopathic rich.  I grieve for a loss of respect, due process, curtailed self-expression, and a discounted individuality.   I bemoan the new intolerance, refute the reasons for WAR that never stops, and hate this new *validation* for black and white worldviews which sorely limit our aggregate ability to intellectually "soar and cleave."  Reach exceeds grasp, or there is no heaven, the poets say.

I am a liberal.  I believe that there should be more marriage and less discrimination, demonization, and derision in it's regard... 

I am a liberal.  I tell the reader that I'm a liberal, up front, and with no small trepidation in this fire-bombing climate... (but with no ~hesitancy~, either).  It is a sorely needed testimony in these trying times that the concept of liberalism is ~not~ dead, ~remains~ in the sensibility of a majority of persons in this western hemisphere (there are more of us than them), and has, decidedly,  ~not~ surrendered to the officious and intellectually constipated ultra-neoconservative regressives ... neocons who prosecute their disingenuous and deceitful agendas on a scared, hapless, and credulous populace they manipulate and coerce.  

These neoconservatives, promoters of an egregiously dire past, would ~return~ us all to those times the rest of us thought long and thankfully over... by any means available to them. AGAIN toiling the three-field rotations on land we can't own under the salacious manor lords mentioned in my first paragraph.  

We (I) remain to remind the reader that when folks wake up to the manipulations of these monsters of privileged end-time sensibility and "rapture worship", the liberal will still be here (even if in re-education camps at Guantánamo) to provide a pattern by which they might return to the unavoidable future they would seem to, so complacently, deny.

I ~am~ a liberal.  It remains.  It endures.  It carries on.  It's the future.  

...See you there.

Saturday, January 28, 2006

...What If...

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What if a prevailing societal leadership, rupturing society's fidelity and sodomizing the public ethic like a collection of psychopathic serial criminals, was able to jail or institutionalize its lawful and law abiding citizenry anytime the mood struck them or it was deemed necessary to protect evil interests wholly criminal in word, thought, and deed?

What if that conjectured citizen, snatched up and incarcerated, was left to rot in gulag for 16 years, bereft of all fairness, due process, and hope?

What if that abridged, abused, and aggrieved citizen, and provoked by his outraged fellows, was getting a fresh look at his travail, and a court date loomed in the near future which might very well show the aforementioned criminal society's lack of verity, probable cause, and abundance of rank criminality?

What if that looming court appearance rattled the criminal society alluded to and caused that society to abuse, harass, or even torture our innocent citizen into providing an excuse to keep him incarcerated?

What if the crimes committed against our innocent citizen were such an egregious violation of our citizen's civil rights that a subsequent civil suit would cost the criminal society many millions of dollars?

What if, good reader, the foregone conclusion of that suit provided for the murder of our innocent citizen?

Restore John Ford...

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Thursday, January 26, 2006

...Why I Fight...

Or... why is Paul Kimball singled out for the vituperation I would accuse and decry elsewhere?

He's not, really... Oh, I know... unquestionably it could be argued, and abundantly too, that Mr. Kimball seems the ready focus of same, but it's not him, sincerely. How could it be? Apart from his writing? I don't know Mr. Kimball from bunny-pants.

Besides, that's the too easy explanation, the parsimonious one.

No, predictably requiring more complication? I'm just making a bald statement of fact as I see it with no supporting documentation, no citations the crafty bibliophile lusts to covet and crave... no demonstrable support... ...whatever that might mean (which won't be a whole lot).

No proof... ...in as much as closure in all things, strict adherence to *immutable* laws, and a white-male-creator-of-all-things... is only ever a *comforting* illusion we maintain among other *comforting* illusions. It's rather like we produce our own individually maintained "Matrix" to keep our big lie and personal fable well inflated. I digress...

Suffice it to say: This is merely reported as true by an onsite witness and participant. Me.

Consider... As these things are traditionally measured? Paul Kimball, forgetting he's inexorably turning into his parents, is one hell of a guy.

He's smart, articulate, engaging, educated, accomplished, and (...measured loosely from cop to barrister?) even experienced. He's "well read", "well written", "well connected", and seemingly "well liked" by the people who are close to him or agree with key aspects of his aggregate philosophy.

He's grounded and steadfast and committed to a point of view with WIDE acceptance by the mainstream. His aforementioned networking gives him a gold ticket to the centers of that which is most interesting and rewarding for many of us. He's a man to be be-knighted, surely, not besmirched, apparently...

What's my problem, then?

Could it be professional, academic, or personal envy? Is it mere jealousy, gravid and green, illustrating and illuminating a personal charter flaw nurtured for five decades and change, and springing forth, finally, like some kind of irrationality of late-term-despairing-male-menopause...?


...Though I've explored my feelings and motivations a great deal and I don't think so... Something else is at issue. I've got a pretty good handle on what it is, I think.

No... Mr. Kimball, and God bless him every one... is not the problem. He's a fine man, as it's measured, so I'd like to think we could even have dinner sometime and I wouldn't drown him in the broccoli water hoping he hated broccoli...

What he remains to be, though, is just the most visible, most effective, and most unswerving stand-in for the "aggregate problem", as I have come to perceive it to be. He is a symbol for that which I find troublesome, incongruous, worrisome, and wrong. I criticize him... ...and I have a living breathing foil for an exploration of how far, in my considered opinion, we go wrong as a society, a culture, and seemingly sentient species.

Let's just blow right passed my qualifications to pronounce on such. 'K? ... 'K.

I've the means, method, and opportunity in the first place... ...and the only qualification required for same, any more, in the second? It is to be on site and paying freight ! Forgetting that?

I'm uniquely qualified... as anyone is, really, who can put two words together on a page with regard to something they care about? ... Even Mr. Kimball. Oh, especially Mr. Kimball. It's why I swing at him...

...But apart from Mr. Kimball? I've lived on *both* sides of the ideological fence and find all sides of western ideological fence wanting... (there are more than two not so astonishingly), but Mr. Kimball's most of all.

What's wrong? Oh, I don't know... ...his gleefully uneven road-trip on the highway to hell in a shopping cart with bad wheels? This precipitates in the form of "society suicide" and "cultural constipation" brought on by the worship of a science indolently dehumanizing us... ...while bringing this planet to the tenuous edge of survivability, ignoring our birthright to the stars of inner and outer space? ...Insisting on the unreasonable hubris that a *~man~kind* is uniquely and singularly alive (alone!), essentially, in the unknown multi-verse?

...That's just to start.

See... a retired career military flyer with experience in combat, staffing, and for a time, commanding officer candidate Schools? I once believed the mainstream, that there even was a competent and even handed arbiter *mainstream* extant... ...saw my function as a protector of what was good and true on the planet, and left the service in 1992 with an intent to continue to serve that aggregate good... anything done creatively, with honor (or what's the point?) ... I was going to be a public school teacher.

I went back to school to secure a credential for same and graduated summa (I've rechecked) cum laude...

...Have you ever wondered why the riot or insurrection or revolution usually starts at the university?

Blame it, as the scurrilous will, on a dodgy leftist teacher's sensibility... but the real reason is that... ...it is at this university where you can learn about the mechanisms employed to cloud men's minds (and an input on who's employing them), the contents of primary references (who wrote them and why), and the ability to think outside the *approved* box (as continuing to think inside the *approved* box is not an appropriate activity for individuals who would aspire to an efficacious sentience... Read: aspire to liberal sensibilities. Read: Evolve! Grow!).

Which is to say... to the degree that it remains efficacious, ethical, and does no harm? No limitations, social, psychological, or otherwise. No limits...

It was in this college (the college of my own insurrection) I began to perceive, with jaw-dropping irony, the craggy cliff that conservative sensibilities seemed gleefully prepared to hurtle off of like an out of control SUV!

A small study of religion seemed to prove only how horrible we could make a current life in preparation for an indistinct *next* one...

An examination of the fruit produced by our conflicted western civilization, by my measure, for my focus, and through my filters...?...only demonstrated a need to revamp, reassess, reconstitute, review, and revision... same!

We'd been bull-shitting ourselves! Everybody knew it, too, admitted or not. Everybody! Those most rewarded... most of all!

...This is conscience, folks... not convenience. I've always done the hard jobs; there's more satisfaction in them...

A revaluation of the so called *mainstream* showed that it was anything but an inclusive view of things, balanced and grounded. No, it was, and always has been I suppose, a mechanism corrupted by elitists to homogenize and pasteurize distracted human beings without regard to their rights and individualities, their sensibilities, their growth... or the justice of fair play on a level playing field. It was anything but... and gets progressively worse as the years accelerate. I suspect this is not the way it has to be.

Paul Symbol, et sig al, fronts this *mainstream*.

Further encouraged around 1994, in this college environment, and as a result a chance presentation between classes about UFOs (given by Robert Hastings) I began to get even more of a sense of just how far down the primrose path I had been taken with regard to my society, culture, and civilization.

Society had not been a proper teacher/mentor. Culture has not been an apposite friend. And, in as much as the cliff edge of "society suicide" and "cultural immolation" approached with alarming and accelerating propensity?

...Civilization seemed to have taken a bad turn... ...somewhere... that was abundantly clear.


I began, reader, not to... "believe in the fringe"... ...but disbelieve what was official... an oblique endorsement of the fringe! Moreover, I was subsequently driven there by the unethical and unjust status quo... ...then summarily put off the bus! That's a stunning irony for me, verily, as painful as it was!

Credited now as a credulous believer (and quasi-dangerous troublemaker?) and stridently discounted for same? The reality is that I've been rendered bereft of "belief in the mainstream", by that self-same mainstream!

I can't believe the prime-time news, the pronouncements of institutions, the exhortations of the church, the explications of my government, the decrees of law enforcement, the verdicts of the courts, the announcements of a plethora of agencies, or the earnest assertions of hoary academia! These entities have, quite literally, placed themselves beyond the limits of my credulity, as with others... and I can no longer credit them with my complete confidence!

I won't be a sap!

Predictably? I have trouble seeing where this is my fault.

Betrayed by the aggregate system... ...for doing exactly what it had taught me that it respected? ...I'm twenty times burned and now *forever* shy!

My fault, reader? Uh-uh... I won't validate gravy when it's not the same for goose and gander. I won't credit it. I won't shine it on. I won't abide it. I cannot.

If cops aren't color-blind? If you can't afford self-improvement? If you have to decide between medicine and heat and food? If the autocratic abide and prevail against the rule of law? If people rot in the streets in front of their washed-out homes and are eaten by abandoned pets, rats and alligators as the responsible reassign blame like errant children?

If separation of power is inexorably consolidated and at the whim of a dry drunk double deserter with delusions of grandeur?

...When justice is dispensed to the highest bidder? When efficacious drugs cause cognitive pathologies in people who do not even take them? When science becomes the lap-dog of the sociopathic elite... ...When the truth, as William Blake said, "cannot be told to be understood without being believed"?

Woof! We need to hoe a different row, brothers and sisters!

UFOs are real, forgetting, as Jacques Vallee and Terence McKenna intimate, that they likely only pretend to be an "other" to keep from freaking us out, unnecessarily, with regard to what they really are on the one hand... and on the other? ...Just how limited a hundred years of science really is!

...Science has failed us miserably in coming to grips with the reality of this thing... indeed won't even pretend (although its done that too) to begin an investigation of it. Outrageous!

Indeed our mainstream agencies discredit and invalidate themselves to the extreme by ridiculing UFOs rather than coming to grips with the obvious reality of them! This is a reality reflected all through recorded history, remember, includes a physical reality in vetted films, photos, and verified radar returns, be reminded, ...is a stark reality to tens of thousands of credible and quality men and women who have interacted with them, please recall, and it is a reality puzzlingly reiterated to them night after night in popular media, radio, and film... ...if you've forgotten!

The mainstream does not respect what the public doesn't know, and won't endeavor to tell them when they don't! The mainstream's conflicted mind is made up and won't be bothered with the facts as plain as the beak on a klasskurtxian pelican!

The mainstream cannot attack the aforementioned data and so destroys the individual persons bravely trying to ferret that data out. The mainstream facilitates cowardly ends with the most unethical and criminal means. The mainstream is satisfied to do it's research by proclamation rather than investigation.

The preceding is WELL documented, reader!

This is no *mainstream*, doing the greatest good for the greatest number, folks! The mainstream as it stands is, instead, an egregious tool used against you by sociopaths... ...reptiles who are incapable of the remotest respect for you! Does the reader expect to be directed to respect this *mainstream* even as the mainstream has not been respectable and has shown no respect! Now that's crazy!

Who are you to judge the efficacy of the mainstream?

...On site, paying freight... Sir and Madam! What's gravy for the goose is gravy for the gander! Your participation is key! The judged, judge!

Actually? Yours is the ONLY opinion that matters!

Something else college does for you if you weren't smart enough to pick it up in high-school (...I wasn't...) and are paying attention? It's the demonstration that the bigger you make your *fire* the more the shadows are highlighted... ...and the deeper they become. But, this is a good thing, right? Knowing you know not is still a pretty good chunk of knowing, at all, eh?

Besides, everything you *know*... ...might be wrong...

Paul *Symbol*, I suspect, believes in entropy, the death of heat, things running down, that which was "together" must come "apart" and become... ...at some far, far point in a time as immutable as it is regular... as cold as a speck of dust in a lightless and airless void... resistance is futile... prepare to have your ass laminated...

Paul *Symbol*, I suspect, believes in intellectual parsimony, the simplest explanation, the one requiring the fewest moving parts and the least amount of entities added... ...as the preferred explanation in all cases, at the start... ...less is more manageable... ...after all...

Paul *Symbol*, I suspect, reserves a special respect for mainstream mores, *approved* movers and *vetted* shakers... ...one of the nuts and bolts adherents of a bowdlerized Descartes and stridently opposed to the "agreed upon" infirm... those who want to explore a fringe beyond the light provided by the huge fire he so respectfully tends... ...God made the light and the light was good and we should be grateful.

...But Paul handily forgets the aggregate accelerations we all perceive. Paul neatly forgets that Occam includes the word "ordinarily" in his razor. Paul too conveniently forgets the duplicities, inconsistencies, obfuscations, betrayals, and, in too many cases? ...The abject cowardice, intellectual and otherwise, of the supporters and players of that *mainstream*, eh?

Paul forgets that God as we know him is largely invented (re-invented!) by the too few to do the bidding of those few.

I can't abide it. No apologies... if no offense meant...

Injury on top of insult, it doesn't really matter that *Paul* (the symbol) forgets these things... ...when it is discovered that these things are purposefully forgotten, forgotten by design and craft and rationalization ...forgotten because what's "real" and "true" doesn't square with being alone (even if only *essentially*)... in an infinite vastness of cornucopic and open-ended potentiality -- a jewel in creation's crown... ...THE jewel in creation's crown...

...Pause, sincerely, for Hoots and squirty Guffaws...

You might begin to see how the symbolic Paul, a proud product of his extensive training and study in the arts (and they are) of:

  • History (the official story composed by sociopaths to facilitate same?)
  • Political science (the study of the methods used in justifying that sociopathy?)
  • Law (the codifications of trying to have cake and eat it too?)

...has twisted these aforementioned *arts* around into the self-serving, short-sheeting, pedestrian, and banal celebration of cognitive mediocrity that he has. Gleefully, gladly and gaily. Indolently. Complacently. Insentiently.

...No -- on second thought, if Paul and I ever share that dinner? It would be prudent to drain the broccoli exceptionally well.

...But that's more than was desired on why I fight, eh? No apologies.

Hey ...Real quick and dirty? I know that the most third rate functionary and perfunctory lackey I criticize in this piece could stomp a mud-hole in my ass... indeed has! Why bump my gums and imperil myself further regarding this dreaded "portents of doom" I've iterated... risk an escalation of society's pique already meted out to me?

Because it is what I've done in the service of this nation and an aggregate humanity, I suspect. Plus? I know that when I am bold, great forces come to my aid. That works for you too, reader.
Read on.

Sunday, January 22, 2006

...Not Since We Were Rats...

Now this sets our watchers back on their cans! …And from a country of some progression! Where we're thinking (so wrong) that we're thinking so *right*? Where we prosecute stupid obsessions?

...She was bound to bring them ALL to term! And the *heavens* sing? That's crazy! She turns her back on best advice? I think her thinking's appallingly lazy.

She's worked real hard to accomplish this. "Keep them all alive"! ...she'd pipe. "They are a Christian's children." "I'd have them live to know God's stripe."

One can presume? She did it... ...all her casualties learned to *breath*. What clothes will they be wearing *tomorrow*? ...What will they, then, find to eat?

...She contributes to the disrespect with each new whelp she makes! There's just so much to go around, Great ZOT! Good Christ, and SAKES!

And consider how she chumps you, reader! You, the non-consulted. You, who must inhabit her polluted, swarming world! Paying this freight? Why... you're affronted!

And how much money did she spend? ...Treating birth like a rat's reproduction. Fifteen, twenty, fifty-five thousand? What IS this awful child-birth? What is its strange seduction?

Thirty thousand daily die, what's pampered in her belly. Thirty thousand starve to death in misery and fear. Thirty thousand children are the price of this insouciance! Thirty thousand other kids can just take it in the rear?

Where's it written her seed's worthy? Where is it stated her flesh's worth more? From where comes her gladness, this purpose obsessed, shooting babies like confetti ... from somewhere near her anal pore!

The Alien's view's that the Earth holds too many, and considers this woman obscenely insane. Her impertinence is OBVIOUS, and she mocks a real world! And her mocking is demented, much too selfish, and deranged.

The alien view will decide, in detachment, the right of one woman to inflict on the rest... The care of her offspring when disabled or damaged ... When their birth was that disaster, and the predicted... sordid mess.

Along with our alien witnesses I am revolted that one person could so selfishly expend precious resources in an attempt to subvert common sense and bring to term... ...a LITTER of human beings; the one commodity that this Earth has seen quite enough of, already.

25 to 30 thousand less fortunate kids starving to death every day is no hyperbole, reader.

Her babies must be of a certain wondrous specialty, eh?

This is forgetting that the chances are better than hands down that, even carried to term? These abused children will contribute to an already sizable disabled population -- but what the hell, she can always spend my tax dollars to tend for them! The *proud* parents will have their Disney films and diaper commercials... ...for awhile. Tacit official approval for their impertinent sociopathy in the guise of fulsome religious, governmental, and pecuniary support structures... ...spitting in the FACE of the second and third worlds.

But that is an American Christian's prerogative, right? Yeah...

...And I'm certain that she was advised the human body is not remotely engineered to gestate seven fetuses! It has not been so constructed since the human animal lost all the extra nipples hundreds of millions of years ago! Not sense we were RATS, reader!

Prenatal children gestating in oxygen starvation at the whim of fundamentalist idiots... ...a sure path to cerebral palsy. I cannot countenance a God that made THAT his will. Can you?

As it turned out? Truth will out! Two are born with CP and many of the rest have learning, emotional, and cognitive disabilities! All God's children though... ...forgetting a moment the thousands starving to death... every day of the McCaughey septuplets arduously expensive and insentient gestation...

Sincerely, on at least one level? This smug woman should have been arrested for child abuse -- for the self-same reason that Ms. McCaughey would argue a pregnant drug addict should be arrested for same. What McCaughey does to seven fetuses is just as damaging as what the drug addict does to one, but she wraps herself in a cloak of divine respectability and corporate assistance! Maybe she saw a contract with a diaper company, or a movie of the week.

This is love for the fetus? This is Christian compassion? This is as loving others as you would love yourself. I think not... But it is being known by the quality of fruit produced, isn't it.

...And consider the stupefying irony, reader! The human germs alluded to, mere fertilized eggs at the point in question, were placed in Sister McCaughey's belly by the arrogant and profane hand of man, reader! Man not thinking about whether he SHOULD do something, so much, but only that he CAN. You know?

Humanity placed in the womb as a result of the *unnatural* artifice of same, at the finish! Where was the concern for the will of God, then, reader? ...A God of whom it could be said... ...can take no blame for this atrocity...

What's the latest on this woman's darling litter, I wonder? Did she make a killing in diaper futures? Did she get her TV movie? Did she contrive an advantage?

Remembering Anoop, Uma, Poonam, Pria, Sandeep, Sashi, and Gheet... ...when your 15 minutes of fame includes being mocked on the "Simpsons" show... I suspect not. Besides, Anoop and Poonam have cerebral palsy; Uma, Pria, and Gheet have serious leaning disabilities; Sashi is emotionally withdrawn...

Sandeep seems OK though... praise God!

Read on...