If the goodness and mercy of God was measured in feathers, I would be unable to carry that which He has heaped upon me.
---William Fortner 2009---
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Bill Fortner
Thoughts about small people running a big country...and other personal musings.
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Bill Fortner
About Me
I've been in the Navy all me bloomin' life! Me Mother was a mermaid, me father was King Neptune. I was born on the crest of a wave and rocked in the cradle of the deep. Seaweed and barnacles are me clothes. Every tooth in me head is a marlinspike; the hair on me head is hemp. Every bone in me body is a spar, and when I spits, I spits tar! I'se hard, I is, I am, I are!
- LCDR William S. Fortner, USN (RET).
- I am an unrepentant independent conservative and a 30-year Navy veteran with little civilian experience thus unable to suffer fools graciously. I am a member of PETA [People Eating Tasty Animals], Southern Division, Beef Battalion, Prime Rib Brigade, Platoon Rare, Squad Au Jus and Horseradish (on the side).
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2009
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February
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- Ambrosia
- Fraud
- Bitter Tears
- Most Precious Creation
- Troika
- Ft. Sumter
- RINOs
- Pity The Media
- Buried Freedom
- Trampling the Constitution
- Natural Laws
- Great Evil
- Intelligent Life
- Goodness and Mercy
- Single Brilliant Stroke
- Hostile Working Environment
- You Stink!
- Coddling Pirates
- Desert Lawyers
- Capital Constitutional Law
- Validity of Documentation
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