Robert Stetham

Your murderers will pay
They will not get away

Justice never sleeps
Justice will prevail
The hunt is going on
This mission will not fail




Neils
3:00 am
06/17/2005

Health Care Suggestions for Deanie's weenies and others

How to regain that left of center balance
When you’ve been thrown off by facts
Reason logic junk and stuff like that

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Rent a Michael Moore Exercise video
And calm down

And / or

Buy Michael Jackson new book coming out
How to start a real day care program that dares to care
Never mind he dangles children out the window
And he's such a sick freak people stop and stare

You could look to him as the new Pied Piper
And send your children to him to sleep in his bed
And you and all his worshipful fans could say
Yes Michael yes Michael like that's not completely

Out of one's head

Or...get a couple of motivational tapes made expressly
To teach you how to be a Deanie weinie and proud
To learn to stand anywhere at anytime and blurt out
Insanities and inanities in front of any crowd

The world of opportunities is calling all its losers
And Sean Penn Head is answering the best he can
He's pretending he's a journalist now hoping
If he pretends hard enough one day he'll be a real man

You could run right out and sign up with Schultz
And his Amnesty International anti gulag stand
Alexander Solzhenitsyn wrote a book about the real one
But is Gulag Archipelago necessary to understand

How about the ACLU they're doing a bang up job
They’ve still got that Queer eye for the Boy Scout guy
Thing going maybe you could do some deep social
Work there you know give it the ol Berkley college try

I hope these suggestion cheer you up and take you
Back to your natural morally superior rightful place
Just follow the true examples you have above and
You will find yourself in the position your deserve to be in

Relative to grace





Neils
11:57 pm
06/13/2005

Young men combat reasons and feelings

Somebody tell me a story

I did it for the GTO's
I did it for the blondes
I did it for rock and roll
I did it for the brotherly bond

I did it for the chocolate malts
And the slow dances where I held her tight
I did it for the blue jean jackets
And those times I howled into the night

I know there are the bigger issues
But sometimes those simple things
Lifted up my heart
And let my spirit find its wings

To places where's there was bar b que
To back yards where there was beer
To places where there was laughter
And friendly voices I could hear

Sometimes it was those memories
That kept me driving on
That were as much of a light to me
As the sun coming up at dawn

But mainly we had each other
And the training we went through
Plus all that crazy on the job training
To focus our attitude and view

I can still see them now

And how we all shared
The silence heart aches and tears
And it always feels the same
Some time knows no minutes

Hours or years

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Yeah I hear ya

Somebody tell me a story
Somebody tell me a joke
Tell me how you got to the beach
Even though you were broke

Tell me how that girl saw you
And walked right up to you
And smiled like heaven's mysteries
Was whispering low

Her sweet and secret clues

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Yeah I hear ya
Somebody tell me a story....





Neils
8:51 pm
05/29/2005
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transcribed this time
3:19 pm
06/01/2005

Zarqawi

On why not to give Zarqawi
The death penalty

That's a great idea ...

Give all the terrorists in Bagdad
Real long expensive trials and then
Real long expensive appeals

And then real long jail sentences
Where they get to play tennis watch tv
And are supplied counselors so they can
Work out how they feel

And if that takes books out of school
At least we were just and true
And if that takes food out of mouths
At least we did what good people do

And if that takes aways doctors
And nurses and medical supplies
Then that's the price that must be payed
We must approach this with understanding

Forgiving eyes

Besides the people of Iraq are used to it
They've been tortured and raped and killed
The least we should do is spend countless millions
On those who made sure those mass graves

Were over flowingly filled




Neils
10:40 pm
05/30/2005
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transcribed this time
10:49 pm
05/30/2005

Memorial Day....it's always personal

Guns up, baby!
Guns up!

Sometimes the tears fall
And I remember the rain
Sometimes the blood fell
And I remember the pain

Sometimes the sun went down
And night came at you hard and black
Sometimes you didn't know where they were
Front or side or back

Sometimes you laughed
Because the gunner was funny and cool
Sometimes you listened very carefully because
He was a teacher in the life and death school

But you always learned you answered
When you heard the guns up call
I never met a nicer guy
I never met a guy that had more balls

And sometimes I remember
And I hope he's doing alright now
I hope he made it back
I hope they're all doing ok somehow



Neils
2:12 pm
05/29/2005
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usually I don't use any explicatives
but I've been drinkin and it is memorial day
and you know.....sometimes Marines actually
talk like that..


N....again

I don't want to nuke Mexico

I don't want to nuke
Mexico

It takes away the long shots with my 308
It takes away my shot gun blasts to their guts
It takes away my standing on some barren hill
Screaming see I told you I'd kill you for havin

Your heads so far up your butts

I don't want to nuke Mexico
It would radiate my new ranch land down there
I need to sit out on my newly acquired porch
And breathe in some clean fresh air

From finally pushin back against a culture
That definitely does not have my interest at heart
I've been ticked a long long time about the flood
That has vet benefits hospital care and school standards

All falling dangerously apart

We're supposed to feed and educate them
Because they've got rotten arrogant leaders
That talk out of both sides of their mouths
And all because somebody hasn’t

Turned them into bleeders

Murderous criminals come up here
And then just go back to get away
While Mexican National diplomats
Thumb their noses and tell us all to

Have a nice day

I don't want to nuke Mexico

I'm still fairly well conditioned
I've still got skills with a knife and gun
I want the satisfaction
Of a very personal job well done



Neils
9:51 pm
05/27/2005
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transcribed
11:56 pm
05/27/2005

The Apologist

The Apologist is

A knee crawling tennis shoe licking squirmy worm
A symp wimp all the way down to his bones
Who can never face up to personal responsibility
And is scared to death to be alone

The apologist wants quotas for jobs
The apologist want to give reparations
The apologist always wants to say we
As if they speak for us all and all situations

The apologist is smug and self righteous
Is absolutely without a doubt right
An apologists wants to collect taxes
And give them away to every minority in sight

The Apologist is

Completely self decieved by false superiority
The apologist can't see that they're blind
The apologist deep down inside unequivocably
Definitely dedicatedly sincerely

Hate their own kind



Neils
9:37 pm
05/23/2005
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with some attention
added to grammatical detail
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10:17 pm
05/25/2005

The traitor from within

This one is a living
example of one

That will take you down
If his hatred gains any further ground
He is completely disassociated
He can't even hear how he sounds

This one will help those
Who pimp and whore out the race card
He doesn't care who it makes suffer
His identity is twisted distorted and marred

He's a carrier of the self hatred disease
He's ashamed all the way to the core
He wants to take more from you
So he can look good giving away more

To the right non white people
To the people of the special priviliged class
This one is a living example of one
That I would unhesitatingly refer to as trash




Neils
8:31 am
05/24/2005

Mexico

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Mexico is Spanish for...........Hen house


Ie: The Fox is in the hen house.




Neils
8:47 pm
05/21/2005

If I believed this I'd get a fellowship to Berkley

There never have been any terrorists

There are only people in the world
Who are misunderstood and depressed
People who by no fault of their own
Have become innocently dangerously obsessed

Enough to strap bombs on children
To fly planes into buildings in the USA
But no matter what it's not their fault
What have we done is what we should say

How have we brought this on ourselves
What did we do to deserve being killed
Maybe if we'd all sit Richard Gere like meditating
Our hearts with peace would fill

And it would all instantly be better
And we could all sing Ditzy Chick songs
About how wonderful the UN is
And how America is of course wrong

There never have been any terrorists
And those poor confused killers would go away
If we would all apologize and listen to the
Wise wise words that Michael Moore has to say



Neils
3:38 pm
05/15/2005

There's no such thing as reverse discrimination

There's no such thing as Reverse Discrimination

They are just hateful manipulative arrogant
It's my turn no matter what thieving scum
They think nothing of taking off whitey
They self justify every rotten thing they want done

They're into the free ride and the self righteousness
They love the special priviliged holy vicitim game
They don't want a level playing field never have
They love those quotas and gurantees they'll gain




Neils
9:55 pm
05/15/2005
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transcribed this time
9:56 pm
05/15/2005

Poor seventeen year old Malvo

Poor seventeen year old Malvo

Seventeen year old Malvo sat in the court
Seventeen year old Malvo testified today
Seventeen year old Malvo nearly broke down
When he said what he wanted to say

Which included absolutely positively
Not a hint of any remorse
But what is important to remember is
That seventeen year old Malvo said it of course

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But what do you have to do
To be considered in the extreme
How many people do you have to kill
How many destroyed lives and dreams




Neils
6:17 pm
12/23/2003
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transcribed this time
11:44 pm
05/07/2005

Hail to all Crusaders

Hail to all Crusaders

Welcome be to all
Come join us come join us
Down here in the Great Halls

We will be drinking
We will be carrying on
We will be thinking
Until the night greets the dawn

We will be dancing
Laughter and humor will reign
Come share with us your sagas
Share with us your names

We will offer you our food
And a fire to warm your bones
Feel free to join any one of us
Feel free to stand alone

We have room for the brave
We have blankets for the shoulders
That have carried their burdens far
Out there where the weather is colder

Hail to all crusaders

Your swords are welcome here
As well as your painted shields
We all join together for freedom
We all have sworn to never yield

We will bring forth sons and daughters
And they will be on our own homeland
We go forth to meet our enemies
It is there we make our stand

Hail to all crusaders

Know well your bretherens part
He fights out of honor and soul
We will never desert your warriors heart
We will back you strong and bold



Neils
12:11 am
04/25/2005
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transcribed this time
7:42 pm
04/27/2005

What do I want from them?

I want them to act like Americans

In their own country
I want them to work for freedom there
I want them to work to change things
To bring about a more equitable air

Amongst their own population
Amongst their own institutions
To bring justice to their own land
To write and live by their own constitutions

I want them to stand up
To educate themselves and take power
I want them to eradicate their own evil
Life is not all streams of dreams and flowers

I want them to act like Americans
When facing their own troubles and woes
I want them to draw together and find out
Who are their true friends and foes

To root out corruption at its core
To dig out the oppressors behind their walls
They have been built to keep fellow citizens out
Because they think they own it all

I want them to improve where they are
Freedom grows where you plant it's seed
Where you nuture it where you defend it
Where you honor it even if you have to bleed

I want them to make their own country good
And worthwhile to live in
Quit running away and coming to me with
Your hand out

It is not
Making me look at you as a friend...



Neils
5:14 pm
04/23/2005

Child Murderers and Molesters

What do we do about the
The child murderers
And molesters

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Put

Constant pressure on the judges and the prosecutors
On the legislature as well
No more excuses for dropping the ball
When one of these monsters puts a child through Hell

Swift certain and severe justice
Hanging them is my first call
After that it's a firing squad
For pedophiles....one and all

Nothing less than life with no parole
And that means they never get out
But I'll always be pushin for the death penalty
For harming the young ones have no doubt

Complete social ostracization for those
Who around the edges want to him and haw
There is no rehabilitation for these creeps
There needs to be a simple hard and direct law

Any judge who fails to understand this
Needs to be put on a very public list
They need to know there are consequences
Because we are not going to put up with this

We are not
Going to put up with this




Neils
10:69 pm
04/21/2005
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transcribed this time
11:09 pm
04/21/2005

Only whites can be racists

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I take it

Anything other than groveling and constantly asking
Forgivness is conveniently racism in your book
And a excellent trump card to play whenever you
Want to put yourself above or beyond a second look

You know what your doing and even if not fully
Something in you senses something is wrong
Something in you is going to have to face one day
That there is more to this world than being

Temporally temporarily strong

One can not hide forever in a bee hive of collective thought
One is going to be viewed as to how they got things done
One can not stand behind mere lofty self proclamations
One must come out eventually and face the sun




Neils
3:42 am
04/18/2005
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transcribed this time
3:57 am
04/18/2005

Champion of the World....but

I engage the way I engage....with passion.

I do battle.
But I'll tell you what calling BS on me...

I never claimed to be champion of the world.....but finagled certain people with behind the scenes moves,

So they couldn't get in the public arena ring with me..

One on One
Or my last stand
I didn't pull my punches
And I fought like a man

I didn't run
I didn't hide
I did it for love and soul
Not false pride

I think abortion is murder
I back our fighting men
I believe in principals
And not every now and then

I'm pro second amendment
I'm for free speech
Everybody loses when one persons
Rights are out of reach

I want lower taxes
I'm a hetero sexual man
I don't make excuses
And do the best I can

I'm against illegal immigration
I think that's going to get worse
And I think it's a crying damn
Shame they put Terri in a hearse

I think it was state sanctioned
Murder that's what it was about
I think it's judicial tyranny
Without a doubt

I'm not pro-killing
Except in self defense
And I don't apologize
If I come across intense


Neils
12:35 am
04/01/2005

Oh man

Oh man

I'm just so sad
There are tears running down my face
Emptiness everywhere
Nothing anywhere anyplace

I have only sorrow to offer
It's always so hard to come round
To taking the next step after
Another angel has left the ground

I think I'll be quiet for a while
I'm going to wear a black arm band
And mourn this way through this trial
One of us has fallen it was her last stand

My compassion goes to her family
Her friends and all those left behind
Who wanted her but to live
This one has crossed over into

Sacred eternal time


Neils
9:51 am
03/31/2005
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transcribed this time
10:10 am
03/31/2005

Life Death..........and the enablers feelings

Life Death
And the enablers … feelings


I think we should kill our own troops
That is exactly what we should do
Now everybody talk to me politely
Because

I just have a different opinion than you

I think we should be able to kill the unborn
That is exactly what we should do
Now everybody talk to me politely
Because

I just have a different opinion than you

Maybe we should kill your child
Or wife brother sister or you
See we're just intellectually disagreeing
Just having differing points of view

How about I'm not calling anyone names
I'm describing the idiots jerks and dolts
Because that's what certain writing does
It gives a good hard hitting jolt

Because stupid people hide behind nice
And their fancy smancy little dance
Of pretentiousness toward intellectualization
To faze off powerful passions chance

Of getting through brick thick heads
Of bustin'm down to their knees
Yeah everybody's all reasonable
About killing this innocent

But don't hurt the enablers feelings...please




Neils
10:00 am
03/28/2005
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transcribed this time
11:02 pm
03/30/2005
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Written in the context of a discussion
About Terri's life and death situation
But for some it was all about details
Rather than the sacredness of a living creation

They made it all about the rules
They made it all about being right
So in the end rather than see they just
Shut the door on my particular light

But I'll live by my will and fire
Because this isn't about me
It's about a state sanctioned murder
And the hollow men of transparency

That let it go on before them
Talking in circles or ducking their heads
Hoping it would all go by
Rather than saving her life instead

Mumbling out things like
I want her to live but
Like it's all about their feelings
And that's why I gave them

A kick in the guts

And of course they took it out of context
Because that's what people like that do
I think it's a cold blooded horror story
Because certain people don't listen

To what simple human decency says is true



Neils
11:32 pm
03/30/2005

Charms for her bracelet

Charms for her bracelet

I'm all for going inside a small adobe
Church and getting down on my knees
And waiting meekly while the hordes ride
Down to kill us all

At least I would have been humble
At least I wouldn't have made a mistake
I wouldn't have made it some passion play
About one poor girl getting a fair shake

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And oh yeah I'll be crying or

Explaining to everyone else
Don't resist Don't resist
It'll only upset them more
Please contain yourselves I insist

And when the doors splinter open
I'll stand at the Altar of eternal time
Shouting even as they slaughter everyone
Restraint is mine and devine

Restraint is mine and devine

Even when they start torturing
I'll say in my oh so most holy way
Forgive them my children forgive them
Somebody will do something about it

Some day

There will be bodies all around me
Limbs and guts and torsos and gore
But I will be left standing
Because I knew just what to implore

And it will have been worth it
Because I beseeched caution at every turn
Of course I'll have to leave and wander
Because I'm pretty sure the Church

Would also be burned

But look for me on the open road
And welcome me with open arms
For I will come to you as your friend
And I will have many well practiced

Verbal charms



Neils
3:42 pm
03/28/2005
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transcribed this time
4:07 pm
03/28/2005