Michael Jackson Was A Poor Black Boy

Some Days, I'd Feel Better With Punxsutawney Phil In The Oval Office - At Least He Doesn't Lie About The Weather.

...you Could Have Knocked Me Over With Michael Huffington's Brain.

Pigs Get Fat And Hogs Get Slaughtered.

I Still Believe In Hope - Mostly Because There's No Such Place As Fingers Crossed, Arkansas.

Margaret Atwood, The Canadian Novelist, Once Asked A Group Of Women At A University Why They Felt Threatened By Men. The Women Said They Were Afraid Of Being Beaten, Raped, Or Killed By Men. She Then Asked A Group Of Men Why They Felt Threatened By Women. They Said They Were Afraid Women Would Laugh At Them.