"We respectfully urge Congress to repeal the ‘don't ask, don't tell' policy. Those of us signing this letter have dedicated our lives to defending the rights of our citizens to believe whatever they wish."

A letter to Congress signed by 28 retired generals and admirals urging the repeal of "Don't Ask Don't Tell" on this, and being sent today, the 14th anniversary of the bill being signed into law.

Additionally, General John Shalikashvili, the retired Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff who as Chairman was the number one uniformed military man in the nation when the policy was enacted wrote,

“I now believe that if gay men and lesbians served openly in the United States military, they would not undermine the efficacy of the armed forces.  Our military has been stretched thin by our deployments in the Middle East, and we must welcome the service of any American who is willing and able to do the job.”

I've always said that I'd be willing to take all the decorations and awards as well as the meritorious promotions that I received while in the Marine Corps — which was every promotion I received — and that are listed in my Service Record Book {SRB} and hold them up against absolutely any heterosexual Marine's, or soldier's or sailor's or airman's SRB with the same amount of service or more any day of the week.

Fags can, and do, fight.

A letter this week to the editor of the Yakima {Washington} Herald-Republic from a woman who clearly lives in an irony free zone.

To the editor — My husband wanted to surprise me with tickets to see a Broadway musical, "The Producers," at the Capitol Theatre on Nov. 17. We were both very surprised.

We saw producers, assistants and others endeavoring to produce a play. They were hoping to have a flop, close it down and pick up the remaining finances.

Eventually, after enlisting other people and groups, they did succeed in producing a successful musical called "Springtime for Hitler."

We saw the SS troops with swastika armbands, German soldiers in uniforms and even Hitler sang and danced.

Our President Roosevelt appeared on stage in his wheelchair — Hitler pushed him off the stage.

Sunday morning I awoke and was sure it had all been a dream. No! That really happened at the Capitol Theatre in Yakima in the United States of America.

A tribute to a monster responsible for millions of deaths.

AUDREY JESKEY

Prosser, Washington

The tunnel under the 72nd street transverse {not actually one of the four original transverses designed by Olmstead and Vaux but called one by New Yorkers nonetheless} that leads to Bethesda Fountain in Central Park.

Via Gothamist

THE CONSERVATIVE VIEW

"So, a good night for for the lowest denominator, a bad night for the GOP. America got to see a vaguely threatening parade of gun fetishists, flat worlders, Mars Explorers, Confederate flag lovers and zombie-eyed-Bible-wavers as well as various one issue activists hammering their pet causes. My cheers went to a listless Fred Thompson who easily qualified himself to be president in my book by looking all night like he would cheerfully trade his left arm for an early exit off the stage to a waiting Scotch and good Cuban cigar. The media will probably award a win to Mike Huckabee, the easy listening music candidate at home in any crowd, fluent in simpleton speak and the one man on the stage tonight who led the audience to roaring cheers by boasting that he had a special qualification to be president that none of the second-raters on the stage could match: A degree in Bible Studies from Ouachita Baptist University of Arkadelphia, Arkansas."

From the far right Neocon media mouthpiece the Weekly Standard.

THE LIBERAL VIEW

"Sweet motherfuck, what a collection pussies, posers, and paranoiacs gathered on that stage in St. Petersburg last night for the CNN/YouTube debate. What the fuck was that? Leaving aside Fred Thompson, who looks and talks like the ghost of Jacob Marley in a community theatre production of A Christmas Carol, Crazy Eyes Huckabee, the worthless Duncan Hunter, the worthlesser Tom Tancredo, and the batshit nutzoid little fuck that is Ron Paul (yeah, yeah, he's against the war – still, fuck him), and leaving aside John McCain for just a moment here, what you had was a throwdown between a pair of pampered bitches each trying to show the other who can tear up a satin pillow the most viciously."

From The Rude Pundit

Divided nation?  Sure doesn't seem that way to me.

Scott

The delectable  Mormon Michael Churchill — a young man surely destined to become a God, rule his own planet and populate it through his obedient plural wives if only due to his natural beauty alone.