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	<title>Comments on: BAHAMAS DIARY, DAY ONE, 06.27.08</title>
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		<title>By: DATELINE: DETROIT, 06.27.08 &#171; One Prism, Varied Colors !</title>
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		<dc:creator>DATELINE: DETROIT, 06.27.08 &#171; One Prism, Varied Colors !</dc:creator>
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		<description>[...]         I always find consistent difficulty and irony in undertaking a fun and pleasure trip while so many have the bare necessities to sustain life, or to put it more bluntly, while so many homes have their rice baskets empty.  Added to this dilemma is the fact that I have to close my business for four days and have to lose some money in the process.  I could have built a mini-crisis in my relationship with my wife and my kids on account of the social paradox that I found myself in, but the better part of prudence doused cold my intransigence.                 So off we go. No cell phone and laptop and no blogging in political websites for 4 days (one day more for flight to Miami and back to Detroit).  My mind was in for a real pleasure and fun.   On flight to Miami for Bahamas, though, Kaycee, who used to write feature articles in her high school paper handed me a quarter size of a writing yellow pad. This pad and my pen become handy substitute for a keyboard and a monitor screen.  I started to write.   Bahamas Diary, Day One [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...]         I always find consistent difficulty and irony in undertaking a fun and pleasure trip while so many have the bare necessities to sustain life, or to put it more bluntly, while so many homes have their rice baskets empty.  Added to this dilemma is the fact that I have to close my business for four days and have to lose some money in the process.  I could have built a mini-crisis in my relationship with my wife and my kids on account of the social paradox that I found myself in, but the better part of prudence doused cold my intransigence.                 So off we go. No cell phone and laptop and no blogging in political websites for 4 days (one day more for flight to Miami and back to Detroit).  My mind was in for a real pleasure and fun.   On flight to Miami for Bahamas, though, Kaycee, who used to write feature articles in her high school paper handed me a quarter size of a writing yellow pad. This pad and my pen become handy substitute for a keyboard and a monitor screen.  I started to write.   Bahamas Diary, Day One [...]</p>
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		<title>By: Shiesinent</title>
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		<description>Brilliant!</description>
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