Einstein's Relativity vs. Secularist's Relativism

[Guest hal lillywhite]

Max Tor wrote:

> >There was another I heard about but never heard the actual song about

> >taking a load of chickens over Wolf Creek Pass in Colorado, ending

> >with an accident and grade A cluckers and feathers scattered

> >everywhere.

>

> CW McCall.

>

> "Wolf Creek Pass".

>

> http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/C.W._McCall

>

> I looked at Earl and his eyes was wide

> His lip was curled, and his leg was fried.

> And his hand was froze to the wheel like a tongue to a sled in the

> middle of a blizzard.

> I says, "Earl, I'm not the type to complain

> But the time has come for me to explain

> That if you don't apply some brake real soon, they're gonna have to

> pick us up with a stick and a spoon..."

> ("Wolf Creek Pass" written by Bill Fries and Chip Davis, sung by C.W.

> McCall)

 

Thanks. I have never heard the song but was always curious since I

heard about it. I was raised in NW New Mexico and used to hear people

speak nervously about driving trucks over that pass. Never been on it

but from the way they talked it was scary, at least back then.

[Guest Republicans Hate America]

On 11/25/2007 7:10 spam bore barf^hked:

> On Sat, 24 Nov 2007 21:58:19 -0800, "Clave"

> <ClaviusNoSpamDammit@cablespeed.com> mumbled:

>

>> I can't think of better than "30,000 Pounds of Bananas".

> mor

 

Spammie rolls over, smears excrement all over his puny

useless self, and barf^hks! Barf^hk some more, spammie

no-life!

[Guest Clave]

"Republicans Hate America" <repuke@lie.cons> wrote in message

news:fick21$1t8$3@news01.khis.de...

> On 11/25/2007 7:10 spam bore barf^hked:

>

>> On Sat, 24 Nov 2007 21:58:19 -0800, "Clave"

>> <ClaviusNoSpamDammit@cablespeed.com> mumbled:

>>

>>> I can't think of better than "30,000 Pounds of Bananas".

>> mor

>

> Spammie rolls over, smears excrement all over his puny

> useless self, and barf^hks! Barf^hk some more, spammie

> no-life!

 

Just imagine the time Spammy spends crapflooding this ng.

 

It really is her whole, entire life.

 

Bark, Spammy!

 

Jim

[Guest Soupy Sales]

Clave wrote:

> "Republicans Hate America" <repuke@lie.cons> wrote in message

> news:fick21$1t8$3@news01.khis.de...

>> On 11/25/2007 7:10 spam bore barf^hked:

>>

>>> On Sat, 24 Nov 2007 21:58:19 -0800, "Clave"

>>> <ClaviusNoSpamDammit@cablespeed.com> mumbled:

>>>

>>>> I can't think of better than "30,000 Pounds of Bananas".

>>> mor

>> Spammie rolls over, smears excrement all over his puny

>> useless self, and barf^hks! Barf^hk some more, spammie

>> no-life!

>

> Just imagine the time Spammy spends crapflooding this ng.

>

> It really is her whole, entire life.

>

> Bark, Spammy!

 

And she probably does it in more than one group. It must take up most of

her day. No job then. That's not surprising.

[Guest Sanders Kaufman]

"Soupy Sales" <blacktooth@whitefang.net> wrote in message

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> Clave wrote:

>> Bark, Spammy!

>

> And she probably does it in more than one group. It must take up most of

> her day. No job then. That's not surprising.

 

Oddly -no.

She's pretty well focused on THIS group (dfw.politics).

[Guest Soupy Sales]

Sanders Kaufman wrote:

> "Soupy Sales" <blacktooth@whitefang.net> wrote in message

> news:7O6dnVs5cbOKRNTanZ2dnUVZ8rednZ2d@giganews.com...

>> Clave wrote:

>

>>> Bark, Spammy!

>> And she probably does it in more than one group. It must take up most of

>> her day. No job then. That's not surprising.

>

> Oddly -no.

> She's pretty well focused on THIS group (dfw.politics).

 

Then she won't see this.

[Guest Max Tor]

On Sun, 25 Nov 2007 11:44:47 -0800, Republicans Hate America

<repuke@lie.cons> mumbled:

>On 11/22/2007 9:28 PM spammy used a now-abandoned nym and whined:

>

>> On Thu, 22 Nov 2007 11:48:33 -0800, Bill Shatzer

>> <bshatzerNO@comcast.net> mumbled:

>>

>>> Didja hear the one 'bout the speed of light changing?

>>

>> Do you have a life

>

>Bwa-ha-ha-ha!

 

Deoutschedolt is back.

[Guest Max Tor]

On Sun, 25 Nov 2007 11:55:20 -0800 (PST), hal lillywhite

<hlillywh@juno.com> mumbled:

>

>

>Max Tor wrote:

>

>> >There was another I heard about but never heard the actual song about

>> >taking a load of chickens over Wolf Creek Pass in Colorado, ending

>> >with an accident and grade A cluckers and feathers scattered

>> >everywhere.

>>

>> CW McCall.

>>

>> "Wolf Creek Pass".

>>

>> http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/C.W._McCall

>>

>> I looked at Earl and his eyes was wide

>> His lip was curled, and his leg was fried.

>> And his hand was froze to the wheel like a tongue to a sled in the

>> middle of a blizzard.

>> I says, "Earl, I'm not the type to complain

>> But the time has come for me to explain

>> That if you don't apply some brake real soon, they're gonna have to

>> pick us up with a stick and a spoon..."

>> ("Wolf Creek Pass" written by Bill Fries and Chip Davis, sung by C.W.

>> McCall)

>

>Thanks. I have never heard the song but was always curious since I

>heard about it.

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Rv4Lwg8b4I

 

> I was raised in NW New Mexico and used to hear people

>speak nervously about driving trucks over that pass. Never been on it

>but from the way they talked it was scary, at least back then.

 

Always has been, northeast side's a nice easy pull, more or less, but

the west side has a series of nasty switchbacks and some steep grade.

Toss in a little winter and...no fun at all...of course now that it's

no longer a two lane it is a tad less white knuckle, and the snow

tunnel makes it all easier.

 

http://www.mesalek.com/colo/picts/us160overlookmp160.jpg

[Guest Max Tor]

On Sun, 25 Nov 2007 11:58:51 -0800, Republicans Hate America

<repuke@lie.cons> mumbled:

>67-160-102-142

 

Renton, Wa.

 

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[Guest Max Tor]

On Sun, 25 Nov 2007 21:20:39 +0100, Soupy Sales

<blacktooth@whitefang.net> mumbled:

>Clave wrote:

>> "Republicans Hate America" <repuke@lie.cons> wrote in message

>> news:fick21$1t8$3@news01.khis.de...

>>> On 11/25/2007 7:10 spam bore barf^hked:

>>>

>>>> On Sat, 24 Nov 2007 21:58:19 -0800, "Clave"

>>>> <ClaviusNoSpamDammit@cablespeed.com> mumbled:

>>>>

>>>>> I can't think of better than "30,000 Pounds of Bananas".

>>>> mor

>>> Spammie rolls over, smears excrement all over his puny

>>> useless self, and barf^hks! Barf^hk some more, spammie

>>> no-life!

>>

>> Just imagine the time Spammy spends crapflooding this ng.

>>

>> It really is her whole, entire life.

>>

>> Bark, Spammy!

>

>And she probably does it in more than one group. It must take up most of

>her day. No job then. That's not surprising.

 

Soup-brain, how many nyms have you burned here?

[Guest Max Tor]

On Sun, 25 Nov 2007 20:46:01 GMT, "Sanders Kaufman"

<bucky@kaufman.net> mumbled:

> Patriotism has nothing to do with the Redneck Minutemen.

> They're just terrorists.

> Minutemen on the border are made up of ex Vietnam quitters.

> May GOD BLESS and keep the Wetback.

> Now, getoff your ass and go kill a Wetback

> That way we'll all enjoy a double blessing - one less illegal alien

> and one

> thrown away piece of white trash.

> One Mexican with a pistol can do more to secure the border than all of

> those old men together can.

> I want the Mexicans to feel free to come by and cut my lawn.

> Everyone has different reasons for posting here.

> I didn't come here to follow; I came here to lead.

> When the country goes bankrupt, we Socialists will finally take over!

> Nothing like crippling debt to make someone see the light of

> Socialism!

> My insecurities lie outside the field of Social Science.

[Guest Max Tor]

On Sun, 25 Nov 2007 22:02:55 +0100, Soupy Sales

<blacktooth@whitefang.net> mumbled:

>Sanders Kaufman wrote:

>> "Soupy Sales" <blacktooth@whitefang.net> wrote in message

>> news:7O6dnVs5cbOKRNTanZ2dnUVZ8rednZ2d@giganews.com...

>>> Clave wrote:

>>

>>>> Bark, Spammy!

>>> And she probably does it in more than one group. It must take up most of

>>> her day. No job then. That's not surprising.

>>

>> Oddly -no.

>> She's pretty well focused on THIS group (dfw.politics).

>

>Then she won't see this.

>

Eh?

[Guest Lobby Dosser]

hal lillywhite <hlillywh@juno.com> wrote:

> There was another I heard about but never heard the actual song about

> taking a load of chickens over Wolf Creek Pass in Colorado, ending

> with an accident and grade A cluckers and feathers scattered

> everywhere.

>

 

There was one of those in Albany on 20 at I5, early 70s. What a Mess!

[Guest Lobby Dosser]

Max Tor <disk@drive.bz> wrote:

> On Sun, 25 Nov 2007 08:16:00 -0800 (PST), hal lillywhite

> <hlillywh@juno.com> mumbled:

>

>>

>>

>>Clave wrote:

>>

>>> Nice picking, good lyrics, but as far as motorized novelty songs go,

>>> I can't think of better than "30,000 Pounds of Bananas".

>>

>>Well, if you want songs about big loads, try country-western which is

>>in fact more about Ozark type music than that from the western US, and

>>more about driving trucks than riding horses.

>>

>>I'm not a fan of that gendre but was forced to listen to it on a job

>>once cause coworkers liked it. There was one about a new truck driver

>>going into Boston. Described all his troubles, wrong lane, pulling

>>into the loading dock nose first etc. The refrain was "give me 40

>>acres and I'll turn this thing around." Except for the last verse in

>>which it was "give me 40 sticks of dynamite and I'll blow this thing

>>to - well give me 40 acres..."

>>

>>There was another I heard about but never heard the actual song about

>>taking a load of chickens over Wolf Creek Pass in Colorado, ending

>>with an accident and grade A cluckers and feathers scattered

>>everywhere.

>

> CW McCall.

>

> "Wolf Creek Pass".

>

> http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/C.W._McCall

>

> I looked at Earl and his eyes was wide

> His lip was curled, and his leg was fried.

> And his hand was froze to the wheel like a tongue to a sled in the

> middle of a blizzard.

> I says, "Earl, I'm not the type to complain

> But the time has come for me to explain

> That if you don't apply some brake real soon, they're gonna have to

> pick us up with a stick and a spoon..."

> ("Wolf Creek Pass" written by Bill Fries and Chip Davis, sung by C.W.

> McCall)

>

>

 

"They scraped him off the tarmac like a lump of strawberry jam

They spread him on a postcard and they sent him home to Mum

 

Gory gory what a hell of a way to die,

Gory gory what a hell of a way to die,

And he ain't gonna jump no more!"

[Guest Republicans Hate America]

On 11/25/2007 5:35 PM spam bore barf^hked:

> On Sun, 25 Nov 2007 11:44:47 -0800, Republicans Hate America

> <repuke@lie.cons> mumbled:

>

>> On 11/22/2007 9:28 PM spammy used a now-abandoned nym and whined:

>>

>>> On Thu, 22 Nov 2007 11:48:33 -0800, Bill Shatzer

>>> <bshatzerNO@comcast.net> mumbled:

>>>

>>>> Didja hear the one 'bout the speed of light changing?

>>> Do you have a life

>> Bwa-ha-ha-ha!

>

> Deoutschedolt is back.

 

So that's a "no," spammie no-life.

Barf^hk some more, you obsessive defective freak!

[Guest Republicans Hate America]

On 11/25/2007 5:35 PM spam bore barf^hked:

> 67

 

Barf^hk some more, spammy the obsessive no-life punk!

Look up IP addresses! Whine! Whimper! Roll over! Fetch!

[Guest Republicans Hate America]

On 11/25/2007 5:35 PM spam bore barf^hked:

> Soup-brain, how many nyms have you burned here?

 

Barf^hk some more, spammie the no-life hypocrite! How many

gigabytes have you wasted shifting nyms, poor little attention

whore bitch! Whimper! Grovel! Up on your hind legs! BEG

for attention, and barf^hk again, spammie no-life!

[Guest Republicans Hate America]

On 11/25/2007 5:35 PM yammering bore barf^hked:

> Deoutsche

 

Wazzat, spammie no-life? Can't hear ya. Stop that

yapping, you barf^hking puppy, and quit rolling in your

own crap!

[Guest hal lillywhite]

Max Tor wrote:

> >There was another I heard about but never heard the actual song about

> >taking a load of chickens over Wolf Creek Pass in Colorado, ending

> >with an accident and grade A cluckers and feathers scattered

> >everywhere.

> CW McCall.

>

> "Wolf Creek Pass".

>

> http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/C.W._McCall

>

> I looked at Earl and his eyes was wide

> His lip was curled, and his leg was fried.

....

 

If anyone's interested, now that I know the name of the song I find

that entire text is at:

 

Rather entertaining.

[Guest hal lillywhite]

hal lillywhite wrote:

> Max Tor wrote:

>

> > >There was another I heard about but never heard the actual song about

> > >taking a load of chickens over Wolf Creek Pass in Colorado, ending

> > >with an accident and grade A cluckers and feathers scattered

> > >everywhere.

>

> > CW McCall.

> >

> > "Wolf Creek Pass".

> >

> > http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/C.W._McCall

> >

> > I looked at Earl and his eyes was wide

> > His lip was curled, and his leg was fried.

> ...

>

> If anyone's interested, now that I know the name of the song I find

> that entire text is at:

 

Oops. Didn't get the URL in there.

 

http://www.narrowgauge.org/4x4/cw_pages/lyrics/spirit/wcp.html

[Guest mysterion]

On Sun, 25 Nov 2007 18:36:49 -0800, Republicans Hate America

<repuke@lie.cons> mumbled:

 

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[Guest mysterion]

On Mon, 26 Nov 2007 02:15:20 GMT, Lobby Dosser

<lobby.dosser.mapson@verizon.net> mumbled:

>Max Tor <disk@drive.bz> wrote:

>

>> On Sun, 25 Nov 2007 08:16:00 -0800 (PST), hal lillywhite

>> <hlillywh@juno.com> mumbled:

>>

>>>

>>>

>>>Clave wrote:

>>>

>>>> Nice picking, good lyrics, but as far as motorized novelty songs go,

>>>> I can't think of better than "30,000 Pounds of Bananas".

>>>

>>>Well, if you want songs about big loads, try country-western which is

>>>in fact more about Ozark type music than that from the western US, and

>>>more about driving trucks than riding horses.

>>>

>>>I'm not a fan of that gendre but was forced to listen to it on a job

>>>once cause coworkers liked it. There was one about a new truck driver

>>>going into Boston. Described all his troubles, wrong lane, pulling

>>>into the loading dock nose first etc. The refrain was "give me 40

>>>acres and I'll turn this thing around." Except for the last verse in

>>>which it was "give me 40 sticks of dynamite and I'll blow this thing

>>>to - well give me 40 acres..."

>>>

>>>There was another I heard about but never heard the actual song about

>>>taking a load of chickens over Wolf Creek Pass in Colorado, ending

>>>with an accident and grade A cluckers and feathers scattered

>>>everywhere.

>>

>> CW McCall.

>>

>> "Wolf Creek Pass".

>>

>> http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/C.W._McCall

>>

>> I looked at Earl and his eyes was wide

>> His lip was curled, and his leg was fried.

>> And his hand was froze to the wheel like a tongue to a sled in the

>> middle of a blizzard.

>> I says, "Earl, I'm not the type to complain

>> But the time has come for me to explain

>> That if you don't apply some brake real soon, they're gonna have to

>> pick us up with a stick and a spoon..."

>> ("Wolf Creek Pass" written by Bill Fries and Chip Davis, sung by C.W.

>> McCall)

>>

>>

>

>"They scraped him off the tarmac like a lump of strawberry jam

> They spread him on a postcard and they sent him home to Mum

>

> Gory gory what a hell of a way to die,

> Gory gory what a hell of a way to die,

> And he ain't gonna jump no more!"

 

 

PHANTOM 309

Recorded by Red Sovine

Words and music by Tommy Faile

 

"I was out on the West Coast, tryin' to make a buck

And things didn't work out, I was down on my luck

Got tired a-roamin' and bummin' around

So I started thumbin' back East, toward my home town.

 

Made a lot of miles, the first two days

And I figured I'd be home in week, if my luck held out this way

But, the third night I got stranded, way out of town

At a cold, lonely crossroads, rain was pourin' down.

 

I was hungry and freezin', done caught a chill

When the lights of a big semi topped the hill

Lord, I sure was glad to hear them air brakes come on

And I climbed in that cab, where I knew it'd be warm.

 

At the wheel sit a big man, he weighed about two-ten

He stuck out his hand and said with a grin

"Big Joe's the name", I told him mine

And he said: "The name of my rig is Phantom 309."

 

I asked him why he called his rig such a name

He said: "Son, this old Mack can put 'em all to shame

There ain't a driver, or a rig, a-runnin' any line

Ain't seen nothin' but taillights from Phantom 309."

 

Well, we rode and talked the better part of the night

When the lights of a truck stop came in sight

He said: "I'm sorry son, this is as far as you go

'Cause, I gotta make a turn, just on up the road."

 

Well, he tossed me a dime as he pulled her in low

And said: "Have yourself a cup on old Big Joe."

When Joe and his rig roared out in the night

In nothin' flat, he was clean out of sight.

 

Well, I went inside and ordered me a cup

Told the waiter Big Joe was settin' me up

Aw!, you coulda heard a pin drop, it got deathly quiet

And the waiter's face turned kinda white.

 

Well, did I say something wrong? I said with a halfway grin

He said: "Naw, this happens every now and then

Ever' driver in here knows Big Joe

But son, let me tell you what happened about ten years ago.

 

At the crossroads tonight, where you flagged him down

There was a bus load of kids, comin' from town

And they were right in the middle, when Big Joe topped the hill

It could have been slaughter, but he turned his wheel.

 

Well, Joe lost control, went into a skid

And gave his life to save that bunch-a kids

And there at that crossroads, was the end of the line

For Big Joe and phantom 309

 

But, every now and then, some hiker'll come by

And like you, Big Joe'll give 'em a ride

Here, have another cup and forget about the dime

Keep it as a souvenir, from Big Joe and Phantom 309!"

[Guest Soupy Sales]

mysterion wrote:

> On Sun, 25 Nov 2007 18:36:49 -0800, Republicans Hate America

> <repuke@lie.cons> mumbled:

>

> http://news01.khis.de/

>

> Technical data

> Contact

> Daniel Borgmann (news@news01.khis.de)

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> Groups: text-only

> Software: INN 2.4.2 with cnfs and cleanfeed

>

 

Got you in one this time. Bye.

[Guest hal lillywhite]

Lobby Dosser wrote:

> "They scraped him off the tarmac like a lump of strawberry jam

> They spread him on a postcard and they sent him home to Mum

> Gory gory what a hell of a way to die,

> Gory gory what a hell of a way to die,

> And he ain't gonna jump no more!"

 

 

Now there's a verse of that song this ex-paratrooper hasn't heard

before. No surprise I guess since such songs can take on a life of

their own as people modify them, add more etc.

 

Here is a version similar to the one in my jump school book (to the

tune of The Battle Hymn of the Republic):

 

Blood on the Risers

 

He was just a rookie trooper and he surely shook with fright.

He checked off his equipment and made sure his pack was tight.

He had to sit and listen to those awful engines roar.

You ain't gonna jump no more.

 

Chorus:

Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.

Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.

Gory, gory, what a hell of way to die.

He ain't gonna jump no more.

 

"Is everybody happy?" cried the sergeant looking up.

Our hero feebly answered, "Yes", and then they stood him up.

He jumped into the icy blast, his static line unhooked.

And he ain't gonna jump no more.

 

He counted long, he counted loud, he waited for the shock.

He felt the wind, he felt the cold, he felt the awful drop.

The silk from his reserve spilled out and wrapped around his legs.

And he ain't gonna jump no more.

 

The risers swung around his neck, connectors cracked his dome.

Suspension lines were tied in knots around his skinny bones.

The canopy became his shroud, he hurtled to the ground.

And he ain't gonna jump no more.

 

The days he lived and loved and laughed kept running through his mind.

He thought about the girl back home, the one he left behind.

He thought about the medicos and wondered what they'd find.

And he ain't gonna jump no more.

 

The ambulance was on the spot, the jeeps were running wild.

The medics jumped and screamed with glee, rolled up their sleeves and

smiled.

For it had been a week or more since last a 'chute had failed.

And he ain't gonna jump no more.

 

He hit the ground, the sound was "Splat," his blood went spurting

high.

His comrades they were heard to say, "A helluva way to die."

He lay there rolling 'round in the welter of his gore.

And he ain't gonna jump no more.

 

There was blood upon the risers, there were brains upon the 'chute.

Intestines were a-dangling from his paratrooper suit.

He was a mess, they picked him up and poured him from his boots.

And he ain't gonna jump no more.

[Guest mysterion]

On Mon, 26 Nov 2007 20:28:17 +0100, Soupy Sales

<blacktooth@whitefang.net> mumbled:

>mysterion wrote:

>> On Sun, 25 Nov 2007 18:36:49 -0800, Republicans Hate America

>> <repuke@lie.cons> mumbled:

>>

>> http://news01.khis.de/

>>

>> Technical data

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>> Daniel Borgmann (news@news01.khis.de)

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>> Reverse Lookup: news01.khis.de

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>> Location: Dortmund/Germany

>> Groups: text-only

>> Software: INN 2.4.2 with cnfs and cleanfeed

>>

>

>Got you in one this time. Bye.

 

Gigadolt id'd and bagged on sight.

 

enjoy!