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29-Jul 04 Amsterdam Hell Riders Trip to Amsterdam with Mrs. Monk's sister Polly, and niece Mary, both Americans. The journey from the airport was hairy. The driver accelerated with unnecessary exhilaration. The cab, a Mercedes The cab driver, a jocular maniac. But in due course, came the return journey to the airport, and another Mercedes, and in no time at all the Muslim cab driver beside me had determined that Polly was the only American voter in his car. Polly is an historic republican. Yes, why? Yes, how come? In Polly's world, it seems to come down to not liking Kerry's wife; not something you can argue with, unless you want to argue against women ever getting the vote, which of course, never crossed my mind. "Who are you voting for?" asked the Muslim. Polly was seemingly unaware of what her answer might provoke. "Bush," she said with some bravado. Thus, we endured a 30 minute rant on the crimes of Bush and how every one hates Bush and all Americans everywhere in the entire world, and beyond, and about how Bush had killed several hundred innocent children that very morning....... in Baghdad..... that very morning. The three Americans in the car offered not one further word on the subject. Hard to recall, exactly all that he said, but he certainly kept up the anti American rant, non stop, for the entire journey until we pulled up at the Airport terminal, when he inquired politely, "Which Airline Sir?" British Airways I said, We departed for the free world.
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