I know some of you may be mad at my good comrade, FIAR, for his new editorial policy. I must say I hold no ill will towards my long-time comrade. I don’t think I have ever agreed with someone as much as I have with my comrade. Comrade FIAR and I almost share a brain, but we don’t agree on everything.

Sure, we both hate hippies. We hate liberals. We hate leftists. We hate Hillary Clinton and Barrack Obama. I even understand where my comrade is coming from. When there is sand, one must draw a line in it. That is the way of things. While some of us “front page” bloggers want to use the whole beach for our amusement, comrade FIAR has decided that he doesn’t want Radioactive Liberty associated with the farthest reaches of the beach. After all, it is dark and scary over there, and who wants to be associated with dark and scary. Well, I do. But I can’t speak for this blog.

I mean, this is FIAR’s hotdog, I’m just the mustard. He’s banging this chicken, I’m just holding the tail. He’s made Radioactive Liberty the blogospheric force it is, and I am thankful to comrade FIAR for allowing me to benefit from it.

Alas, it now appears we’re going in two different directions. Comrade FIAR decided he would go here and no further, and demanded his co-bloggers stand with him. I wasn’t satisfied. I went further, and violated comrade FIAR’s manifesto. Well, now I’m just rambling. Let me end with this thought: I have no idea where this post was going, but Victoria Beckham sure is hot.

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