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12/19/2003: "New World [Order] Trade Center [sic] design revealed."


The new World Trade Center (WTC2) has revealed in a press conference.

Having watched the press conference without sound (on an office plasma screen), the design appears to be for an extremely tall metal and glass building with a spike on its left-hand side, reminding me of the statue of liberty holding her torch aloft.

Perhaps the most amazing thing about the building is its title - it's been nicknamed 'Freedom Tower'.

Freedom Tower? Who in hell thought that up? Far from being something redolent of glory and rememberance, it sounds like a t-shirt slogan perfect for overweight people who wear lycra leggings and golf visors in museums.

Can you imagine the witless souvenirs it'll inspire? "I went to Freedom Tower and all I got was AN UNDYING PLEDGE TO MY GOD AND MY COUNTRY!". Good grief. What will the construction plan be called? Operation Enduring Scaffolding?

Other Freedom Towers:

Look for Azadi: http://www.iranpix.com/index.html

http://community-2.webtv.net/ifcomics/FreedomTower/

http://miami.about.com/cs/generalinfo/a/freedomtower.htm


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on Friday, December 19th, DaninVan said

SIXTEEN TONS
(Merle Travis)

Some people say a man is made outa mud
A poor man's made outa muscle 'n blood...
Muscle an' blood an' skin an' bone
A mind that's weak and a back that's strong

cho: You load sixteen tons an' whaddya get?
Another day older an' deeper in debt
Saint Peter doncha call me 'cause I can't go
I owe my soul to the company sto'

If ya hear me a-comin' ya better step aside
A lotta men din't an' a lotta men died
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Ain't no high-tone woman gonna push me around.

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on Saturday, March 13th, Tramadol said

nice site

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