Ich habe schon 5 grüne Sterne !!

So unbeliebt, wie meine Kritiker behaupten, kann ich doch wohl nicht sein. Ich fühle mich vielmehr in meiner These bestärkt, dass es hier eine riesengroße schweigende Mehrheit gibt, die keine Lust hat, sich mit den Linken hier an Board anzulegen. Als Beispiele für diese Linken nenne ich die Namen Vega und Preisfuchs. Bitte nehmt zur Kenntnis, dass ich trotz meiner Jugend nicht aufhören werde, meine Argumente vorzutragen. Ich beanspruche die gleichen Rechte, die hier alle haben. Alle Frauen, die hier mitlesen, ermuntere ich, sich zu Wort zu melden, damit der Frauenfeindlichkeit, die ich hier auch antreffen musste, Einhalt geboten wird.  

ERZÄHLEN?
...DU NERVST, ABER GEWALTIG!
KANNST MEINE DUMMEN VIER STERNE VON MIR AUS NOCH OBEN DRAUF HABEN!

Urlaub komme, ist hier ein neuer Profilneurotiker (gelegentlich wohl auch mit falschem Frauennamen) aufgetaucht und verdirbt mir den Spaß an Ariva...  *schnüff*

Ein trauriger chreil

P.S. Die Abstimmungen zeigen bei Ariva regelmäßig eine deutliche Mehrheit für Rechts...  

Auch dem Chreil fällt eben nichts Besseres ein !

hast du des feld neben unseren freund r.b schon bestellt? kannst aber auch zu ihm liegen die buchstaben bleiben gleich *gg*

und ich bin ein Männchen.

Ich fühle mich diskriminiert.

An alle Männchen mit Moderatorenrechte:

Gebt mir einen Stern, damit ich nicht länger eine Minderheit bin.

Gleiches Recht für alle...Ich bin auch das Volk...

Ich bin so hilflos...schluchz....und ein Linker dazu noch...seufz

*lach* :o)

Gruß,

Quigley

Vorausgesetzt du bist schon Wahlberechtigt.
Ist ja schlimmer, als wenn einem die Zeugen Jehovas bekehren wollen.
So , und jetzt : Schnauze !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MfG Zombi

In diesem Thread geht es gar nicht um Hern Stoiber. Warum fängst du jetzt mit diesem Thema an ? Ich weiss gar nicht, was ich dir getan habe. Bite bleib sachlich.
Aber wenn es dich beruhigt, ich muss jetzt weg.

It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check which has come back marked "insufficient funds." But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. So we have come to cash this check -- a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice. We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to open the doors of opportunity to all of God's children. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood.

It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment and to underestimate the determination of the Negro. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. Those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.

But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.

We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny and their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.

And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.

Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.

I say to you today, my friends, that in spite of the difficulties and frustrations of the moment, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal."

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slaveowners will be able to sit down together at a table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a desert state, sweltering with the heat of injustice and oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day the state of Alabama, whose governor's lips are presently dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, will be transformed into a situation where little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls and walk together as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.

This is our hope. This is the faith with which I return to the South. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with a new meaning, "My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring."

And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!

Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous peaks of California!

But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!

Let freedom ring from every hill and every molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

When we let freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"

es um grüne geht. Bei schwarzen ist das schon anders.
Besonders wenn ich sehe wofür man welche bekommt. Schade ist nur, dass man sich, -aus Zeitmangel- bei der Wahl nach lesenswerten Threads an den Sternen orientiert, in der Hoffnung es sei was Interessantes. Leider Pustekuchen. Viele interessante Threads gehen andererseits unter.
Ein interessierter Neu-Besucher muss ja den Eindruck bekommen das sei hier ein Kindergarten.

Schade.  

Ich hab`s gewußt...

Es ist eine Kindergarten-Talkshow...mach die Kindergärten nicht schlecht! ;-)

Grß,
T.

 

du hast recht. Wenn man sieht wieviele sich die Mühe machen und Ihre Postings so ausrichten, dass sie eventuell nen grünen abbekommen.

Ich habe sogar schon gehört, es soll Arivaner geben, die sich als Minderheit tarnen um sich Grüne Punkte zu erschleichen....tztz :o)

Wie macht Ihr das eigentlich?

Ich schneide hier täglich hunderte grüne Punkte aus meinen alten Joghurtbechern, klebe sie in die Threads und wenn ich dann später nachschaue sind sie weg.

Wer noch grüne Punkte zum selbstkleben braucht, bitte Adresse an mich. Ich schicke Sie euch umgehend zu *grins*...oder unter www.ebay.de

Lachen ist gesund !

Ein belustigter

Quigley

du immer mit Deinen schlechten Nachrichten.....*grins*

so wie die Frauen auf Bösewichte und schlechte Manieren stehen :o)

hoffentlich bekomm ich jetzt keinen Ärger mit ner Kampf-Emanze...solls ja hier geben...grins

Kommt hier eigentlich jemand aus Pforzheim bei Stuttgart? Mich würde interessieren was aus dem dortigen Mülltonnen Skandal wurde...*g*

Gruß,

Quigley