Re: [MV] Homeland Security Needs Your Help

From: m35products (m35prod@optonline.net)
Date: Wed May 12 2004 - 04:59:48 PDT


H 2 0 is di-hydrogen oxide, not hydrogen di-oxide. Every terrorist with a
bottle of water knows that.

apb

----- Original Message -----
From: "Glen Closson" <glen@closson.com>
To: "'m35products'" <m35prod@optonline.net>; "'Military Vehicles Mailing
List'" <mil-veh@mil-veh.org>
Sent: Tuesday, May 11, 2004 10:20 PM
Subject: RE: [MV] Homeland Security Needs Your Help

>
>
> The problem is water is composed of Hydrogen and Oxygen (Hydrogen
di-oxide).
> And as we know, when they combine there is a exothermic reaction.
> Explosions are exothermic.
>
> Nylon is a hydrocarbon and contains the radical CONH2.
>
> So what are the key words here?
> Explosion and radical
>
> And what do they equal?
>
> Terrorist.
>
> You were luck you weren't trying to "export" these items into Canada!
>
> :)
>
> Regards,
>
> Glen
> May the Joys of today be those of tomorrow!
> May the goblet of life hold no dregs of sorrow!
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: Military Vehicles Mailing List [mailto:mil-veh@mil-veh.org] On
Behalf
> Of m35products
> Sent: Tuesday, May 11, 2004 6:53 PM
> To: Military Vehicles Mailing List
> Subject: Re: [MV] Homeland Security Needs Your Help
>
> Post 9-11-01:
>
> As a Yankee fan since the days of Berra, Mantle, et al, I was pleased to
> receive a gift of two tickets at Yankee Stadium, right behind first base,
in
> the rich-folks' box-seats. A friend's corporation owns the season tickets,
> and my friend was repaying a favor. So I took my kid, who had never been
to
> a ballpark; and what better ballpark than the House That Ruth Built, in
all
> its glory...a magnificent piece of architecture! The green grass, the
> pennants, the lights, the organ music...splendid!
>
> We set off on a 100-mile, three-hour journey by car, ferry, bus, and
subway
> to get there. I brought the carry-all of choice for urban living, a black
> nylon gym-bag type thing, with sweatshirts, bottled water, snacks, a
> baseball glove, binoculars, and a small umbrella. There was a (licensed)
> Colt .38 Detective Special on the hip.
>
> At the gate, no amount of logic, reason, pleading, whining, secret
> handshakes, or police credentials would sway the obese female security
> guard/humanoid from allowing me to bring in the bottled water, or the
black
> bag. I was allowed to place all the other articles in a Yankee-provided
> clear plastic shopping bag. When I demonstrated that the black bag was now
> empty, and indeed, turned it entirely inside-out, and offered to place IT
> inside the clear bag, the female sub-simian life-form still would not
> relent. So, the contents of a black bag are allowed in, (except the
> contraband, read: competition, water) while the empty bag is not.
>
> I was forced to throw away two bottles of water (the Yankees sell bottled
> water at $4 per bottle) and the black bag. My son, 9 years old, saw his
dad
> embarrassed and humiliated. I did not enjoy the game, but put on a happy
> face for the kid. We did have a couple of $7 hotdogs, handed out by
> HIV-positive-looking cretins with no gloves, and some $1.00 per-ounce
brown
> "cola" product.
>
> I will never spend another dime at a Yankees game, or on any Yankee
product.
> I have written to their organization, explaining the errors of their ways,
> from the standpoint of a parent, fan, trained security guy, and a person
> with a modicum of intelligence. I await their answer. It's been 8 months.
I
> am now a (shudder) Red Sox fan.
>
> There was no attempt to determine how much Semtex or anthrax was secreted
> within the binoculars or the handle of the umbrella. There was no attempt
to
> detect any weapon, by the way. I guess that I was profiled as a harmless,
> verbal trouble-maker from the 'burbs, rather than a gun-totin' terrorist,
> planning to shoot the umpire. Carrying a sidearm in the face of such
> outrageous, assinine, insulting and arbitrary behavior is good
therapy...it
> teaches humility, inner peace, and patience. She didn't know how close she
> was standing to the business end of one of Colt's best little weapons. It
> was a Zen moment.
>
> a p bloom
>
> (Please don't tell me I'm wrong. I hate when you do that.)
>
>
>



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