National Amnesia and colloquial vernacular

I used to have an old "Life" magazine from'67 with a grainy black & white cover depicting the six day war. I was only five so I probably turned the pages until I either saw a car, or a modelesque woman, typical american male that I am. I suppose the point is this.......... this war has been going on all my life. Everybody asks questions, good questions. Nobody dares make concrete statements when discussing Isreal. All the standard practices of aquiring information and accepting (or dismissing) it are somehow different when dealing with the state of Isreal. I'm not going to get into the whole "Zionism" vein, but I can tell you, this argument of who's right or wrong, is the kind of argument that usually ends up with a "my facts are more reliable than your facts" schtick, in which we all end up back on square one. What to do about, I haven't the foggiest, but remember the "Doomsday clock"? It could be close. Some bloggers suggst 2012, but I think they mean "2112", as the great Canadian power trio "Rush" had suggested. I love reading political blogs, but what I really enjoy is the colloquial terms used. This week's favorite, and we'll try using it in a sentence is Wayne Madsen's "liskspittle", "Newly appointed Canadian Prime minister, filthy-rotten Neo-Con lickspittle Stephen Harper appears to echo the same lame response...blah-blah-blah. My favorite, (and not nessessarily political) isn't "even" a yank, he's Jeff Wells, top-shelf hoser from the great white north. (Said with respect!). He starts out his posts with passages from %90 Dylan songs. I guess I never knew the words to his lyrics, because I keep going "Dylan wrote that?" I will learn how to add links and photos soon, even if you don't care. Try to imagine a world without credit, it's easy if you try.