<html><body><div style="color:#000; background-color:#fff; font-family:times new roman, new york, times, serif;font-size:12pt"><div style="RIGHT: auto"><SPAN style="RIGHT: auto">Yes, remember, if the guy you don't like gets elected all your money will be taken, you will lose your social security and retirement funds, gas prices will double, your house will be <SPAN style="RIGHT: auto" id=misspell-0><SPAN>foreclosed</SPAN></SPAN> on, you will lose your job, your kids will have no future, and America be taken over by a country on the other side of the world that has an extreme form of <SPAN style="RIGHT: auto" id=misspell-1><SPAN>government</SPAN></SPAN> that will destroy the US Constitution and take all your individual liberties away. So don't vote for him, otherwise you hate America, God, and your children. </SPAN></div>
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<div style="RIGHT: auto"><SPAN style="RIGHT: auto">I'm so sick of this hyperbole crap every election. When are we just going to drop the bull crap and work together to improve the lives of everyone? </SPAN></div>
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<DIV style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #ccc 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #ccc 1px solid; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; LINE-HEIGHT: 0; MARGIN: 5px 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; HEIGHT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 0px; BORDER-TOP: #ccc 1px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: #ccc 1px solid; PADDING-TOP: 0px" class=hr contentEditable=false readonly="true"></DIV><B><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">From:</SPAN></B> lfalen <lfalen@turbonet.com><BR><B><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">To:</SPAN></B> Tom Hansen <thansen@moscow.com>; Moscow Vision 2020 <vision2020@moscow.com> <BR><B><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Sent:</SPAN></B> Monday, September 10, 2012 7:22 PM<BR><B><SPAN style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold">Subject:</SPAN></B> Re: [Vision2020] Once Romney is Elected (according to the Mitt-<SPAN id=misspell-1 class=mark>ster</SPAN>) .. .<BR></FONT></DIV><BR>Burl Ives is my favorite singer. The Big Rock Candy Mountain however sounds like a liberal theme song where everything is provided by
the government.<BR><BR>Roger<BR>From: Tom Hansen <A href="mailto:thansen@moscow.com" ymailto="mailto:thansen@moscow.com">thansen@moscow.com</A><BR>Date: Mon, 10 <SPAN id=misspell-2 class=mark>Sep</SPAN> 2012 07:55:06 -0700<BR>To: Moscow Vision 2020 <A href="mailto:vision2020@moscow.com" ymailto="mailto:vision2020@moscow.com">vision2020@moscow.com</A><BR>Subject: [Vision2020] Once Romney is Elected (according to the Mitt-<SPAN id=misspell-3 class=mark>ster</SPAN>) .. .<BR><BR>> We will all be employed . . . building the yellow-brick road to <SPAN id=misspell-4 class=mark>Shangri</SPAN>-la, or . . . as Burl Ives calls it . . .<BR>> <BR>> "Big Rock Candy Mountain"<BR>> http://www.TomandRodna.com/Songs/Big_Rock_Candy_Mountain.mp3<BR>> <BR>> "On a summer day<BR>> In the month of May<BR>> A burly bum came hiking<BR>> Down a shady lane<BR>> Through the sugar cane<BR>> He was looking for his liking<BR>> As he roamed
along<BR>> He sang a song<BR>> Of the land of milk and honey<BR>> Where a bum can stay<BR>> For many a day<BR>> And he won't need any money<BR>> <BR>> Oh the <SPAN id=misspell-5 class=mark>buzzin</SPAN>' of the bees <BR>> In the cigarette trees<BR>> Near the soda water fountain<BR>> At the lemonade springs<BR>> Where the bluebird sings<BR>> On the big rock candy mountain<BR>> <BR>> In the Big Rock Candy Mountain<BR>> The cops have wooden legs<BR>> The bulldogs all have rubber teeth<BR>> And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs<BR>> The box-cars all are empty<BR>> And the sun shines every day<BR>> I'm bound to go<BR>> Where there ain't no snow<BR>> Where the sleet don't fall<BR>> And the winds don't blow<BR>> In the Big Rock Candy Mountain."<BR>> <BR>> ---------------<BR>> <BR>> (Other stanzas . . .) <BR>> <BR>> "There's a lake of gin<BR>> We can
both jump in<BR>> And the handouts grow on bushes<BR>> In the new-<SPAN id=misspell-6 class=mark>mown</SPAN> hay<BR>> We can sleep all day<BR>> And the bars all have free lunches<BR>> <BR>> Where the mail train stops<BR>> And there ain't no cops<BR>> And the folks are tender-hearted<BR>> Where you never change your socks<BR>> And you never throw rocks<BR>> And your hair is never parted<BR>> <BR>> Oh, a farmer and his son,<BR>> They were on the run<BR>> To the hay field they were bounding<BR>> Said the bum to the son,<BR>> "Why don't you come<BR>> To that big rock candy mountain?" <BR>> So the very next day<BR>> They hiked away,<BR>> The mileposts they were counting<BR>> But they never arrived<BR>> At the lemonade tide<BR>> On the big rock candy mountain<BR>> Chorus:<BR>> <BR>> One evening as the sun went down<BR>> And the jungle fires were
burning,<BR>> Down the track came a hobo hiking,<BR>> He said, "Boys, I'm not turning<BR>> I'm heading for a land that's far away<BR>> Beside the crystal fountain<BR>> I'll see you all this coming fall<BR>> In the Big Rock Candy Mountain<BR>> Chorus:<BR>> <BR>> In the Big Rock Candy Mountain,<BR>> It's a land that's fair and bright,<BR>> The handouts grow on bushes<BR>> And you sleep out every night.<BR>> The boxcars all are empty<BR>> And the sun shines every day<BR>> I'm bound to go<BR>> Where there ain't no snow<BR>> Where the sleet don't fall<BR>> And the winds don't blow<BR>> In the Big Rock Candy Mountain. <BR>> <BR>> In the Big Rock Candy Mountain<BR>> You never change your socks<BR>> And little streams of <SPAN id=misspell-7 class=mark>alkyhol</SPAN><BR>> Come trickling down the rocks<BR>> O the shacks all have to tip their hats<BR>> And the railway bulls
are blind<BR>> There's a lake of stew<BR>> And ginger ale too<BR>> And you can paddle<BR>> All around it in a big canoe<BR>> In the Big Rock Candy Mountain<BR>> <BR>> In the Big Rock Candy Mountain <BR>> The cops have wooden legs<BR>> The bulldogs all have rubber teeth<BR>> And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs<BR>> The box-cars all are empty<BR>> And the sun shines every day<BR>> I'm bound to go<BR>> Where there ain't no snow<BR>> Where the sleet don't fall<BR>> And the winds don't blow<BR>> In the Big Rock Candy Mountain."<BR>> <BR>> -------------------------------------<BR>> <BR>> <SPAN id=misspell-8 class=mark>Seeya</SPAN> round town, Moscow.<BR>> <BR>> Tom Hansen<BR>> Moscow, Idaho<BR>> <BR>> "We're a town of about 23,000 with 10,000 college students. The college students are not very active in local elections (thank goodness!)."<BR>> <BR>> - Dale Courtney
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