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Another Official Embarrassed By Internet Disclosures

by TChris

The internet is not Las Vegas -- where, if you believe the advertising, you can be bad as you wanna be without fear that your spouse/friends/boss will learn of your (mis)adventures. What happens on the internet might not stay on the internet. It might instead be published in a newspaper.

Mark Foley learned that lesson the hard way. So did Justice of the Peace Sam Harris, who made some vulgar comments (reported here and here) in an internet chatroom. Harris is running for reelection, but the disclosure of his chatroom antics may imperil his campaign. A few Cascade County, Montana voters who have already cast absentee ballots in his favor are trying to change their votes. Can't be done, says the county clerk. What goes on the ballot stays on the ballot.

Speaking of Foley, here are ABC's latest disclosures, based on information provided by three more pages.

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    Re: Another Official Embarrassed By Internet Discl (none / 0) (#1)
    by Kitt on Fri Oct 06, 2006 at 09:59:49 AM EST
    A few Cascade County, Montana voters who have already cast absentee ballots in his favor are trying to change their votes. Can't be done, says the county clerk. What goes on the ballot stays on the ballot.
    Welll, yeaahhh! That's the point! .

    As oft the case when certain sections of American society take it upon themselves to berate we poor cowardly weak godless europeans, and use innumerable other adjectives, deserved or nae to decribe us, it is not with chagrin that I listen,but with a certain wryness of smile. For no matter how we may be described, justly so we are never described as pious. And as I sit afar and watch this uniquely American display of forementioned piety,gnashing of teeth and much wringing of hypocritical hands, it brings not a wry smile, it brings mirth aplenty. Given every injustice, both domestic and foriegn, given the suffering, the maiming and the obscene dying of tens of thousands,given the lies,the manipulation and motives, motives so base that they decry belief,given that these things, naming but a few, can honestly be laid at the feet of George Walker Bush and his Republican sycophants,given all this 'tis little wonder that I smile. I smile, nae laugh, at this nation-wide display of moral indignation, I laugh at the Republicans, I laugh at their hypocrisy, I laugh at these stalwart christians, these unswerving champions of family values. I laugh with bitter irony, that inspite of the multitude of crimes committed by this administration,that it might be something as minor, in the grand scheme, as this that could bring the Republican house of cards tumbling down. Of Foley, I laugh only at his hypocrisy, for there is little about the man to laugh at. But perhaps I can reserve a laugh, a european laugh that is, for looking through european eyes the thing that jumps off the page (no pun) is Foley's ghastly no class chat up line. Now that IS criminal.

    Re: Another Official Embarrassed By Internet Discl (none / 0) (#3)
    by Sailor on Fri Oct 06, 2006 at 03:51:43 PM EST
    oscar, well said ... and the poetry in the prose was beautiful. Thou saw the fields laid bare an' waste, An' weary winter comin fast, An' cozie here, beneath the blast, Thou thought to dwell- Till crash! the cruel coulter past Out thro' thy cell.

    Sailor you are kind, thank you. But tonight no more words written in testament to the frailties of man. If I am permitted I leave a few that have the magic to carry me to a state of bliss. I pray you enjoy. Now Sleeps The Crimson Petal Now sleeps the crimson petal, now the white, Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font, The firefly wakens; waken thou with me. Now droops the milk white peacock like a ghost And like a ghost she glimmers on to me. Now lies the earth all danae to the stars, And all thy heart lies open to me. Now slides the silent meteor on, and leaves A shining furrow, as thy thoughts in me. Now folds the lily all her sweetness up, And slips into the bosom of the lake: So fold thyself, my dearest thou, and slip Into my bosom and be lost in me. The Princess. Tennyson.