How come no one is talking about Maxine Waters (D) under investigation right now, has Rangel out shined her?

Here are the issues ethic investigators have probed with Rangel:

- His failure to pay taxes on a villa he owns in the Dominican Republic.

- His use of Congressional stationary to ask for donations for a school of public service in his name at City College of New York. Rangel did not name the school.

- His failure to report 0,000 in assets on his now-amended financial disclosure forms.

- His use of four, rent-controlled apartments below market rates in Harlem.

- His storage of a broken-down, unregistered Mercedes-Benz in a House parking garage. House rules require all vehicles parked in such garages be registered and operable.

Rangel had been Chairman of the House Ways and Means Committee until he resigned in March. The Ethics Committee slapped the New York Democrat on the wrist for allowing a firm to pay for his travel to the Caribbean. The Ethics Committee cleared the trip but later indicated that it was wrong for Rangel to travel on the corporate dime.

Although Rangel’s lawyers have been meeting with Ethics Committee staff, it’s possible that no “deal” could be cut until the charges against Rangel are announced. Furthermore, any such agreement would have to be signed off on by the adjudicatory subcommittee, the full Ethics Committee and possibly the entire House.

On Tuesday, Rangel described the ethics probe as a “nightmare.” But he has repeatedly said he is looking forward to the chance to defend himself.

Meantime, Rangel’s inquiry comes as the House Ethics Committee is reportedly nearing the end of a separate inquiry into Rangel’s fellow member of the Congressional Black Caucus, Rep. Maxine Waters (D-CA). The Ethics Committee has conducted an investigation into whether Waters used her influence as a lawmaker to help direct federal bailout dollars to OneUnited, a black-owned bank in Los Angeles. Waters formerly owned stock in OneUnited and her husband served on the bank’s board.

Waters was observed leaving the Ethics Committee office Wednesday night.

http://congress.blogs.foxnews.com/2010/07/29/pocket-guide-to-rangel%E2%80%99s-appearance-before-special-ethics-panel-thursday/

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Smart woman?

Ed finally decides to take a vacation. He books himself on a Caribbean cruise and proceeds to have the time of his life–until the boat sank.

He found himself swept up on the shore of an island with no other people, no supplies…nothing…only bananas and coconuts.

After about four months, he is lying on the beach one day when the most gorgeous woman he has ever seen rows up to him. In disbelief, he asks her, "Where did you come from? How did you get here?"

"I rowed from the other side of the island," she says. "I landed here when my cruise ship sank."

"Amazing," he says. "You were really lucky to have a rowboat wash up with you."

"Oh, this?" replies the woman. "I made the rowboat out of raw material I found on the island. The oars were whittled from gum tree branches. I wove the bottom from palm branches. And the sides and stern came from a Eucalyptus tree."

"But, but, that’s impossible," stutters Ed. "You had no tools or hardware. How did you manage?"

"Oh, that was no problem," replies the woman. "On the south side of the island, there is a very unusual strata of alluvial rock exposed. I found if I fired it to a certain temperature in my kiln, it melted into forgeable ductile iron. I used that for tools and used the tools to make the hardware."

Ed is stunned. "Let’s row over to my place," she says. After a few minutes of rowing, she docks the boat at a small wharf. As Ed looks onto shore, he nearly falls out of the boat. Before him is a stone walk leading to an exquisite bungalow painted in blue and white.

While the woman ties up the rowboat with an expertly woven hemp rope, he could only stare ahead, dumbstruck. As they walk into the house, she says casually, "It’s not much, but I call it home. Sit down please. Would you like to have a drink?"

"No, no, thank you." he says, still dazed. "Can’t take any more coconut juice."

"It’s not coconut juice," the woman replies. "I have a still. How about a Pina Colada?" Trying to hide his continued amazement, he accepts, and they sit down on her couch to talk.

After they have exchanged their stories, the woman announces, "I’m going to slip into something more comfortable. Would you like to take a shower and shave? There is a razor upstairs in the cabinet in the bathroom."

No longer questioning anything, Ed goes into the bathroom. There, in the cabinet, is a razor made from a bone handle. Two shells honed to a hollow ground edge are fastened on to its end inside of a swivel mechanism.

"Wow! This woman is amazing!" he muses, "What next?"

When he returns, she greets him wearing nothing but vines-strategically positioned-and smelling faintly of gardenias. She beckons for him to sit down next to her.

"Tell me," she begins suggestively, slithering closer to him, "We’ve been out here for a really long time. You’ve been lonely. There’s something I’m sure you really feel like doing right now, something you’ve been longing for all these months. You know…" She stares into his eyes. He can’t believe what he’s hearing: "You mean—", he swallows excitedly, "I can check my email from here?!"

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Corporate Executive?

A retired corporate executive, now a widower, decided to take a vacation.
He booked himself on a Caribbean cruise and proceeded to havet he time of his
life, that is, until the ship sank.
He found himself on an island with no other people, no supplies,nothing,
only bananas and coconuts.
After about four months, he is lying on the beach one day when the most
gorgeous woman he has ever seen rows up to the shore.
In disbelief, he asks, "Where did you come from? How did you get here? She
replies, "I rowed from the other side of the island. I landed here when my
cruise ship sank."
"Amazing," he notes. "You were really lucky to have a row boat wash up with
you."
"Oh, this thing?" explains the woman. "I made the boat out of raw material
I found on the island. The oars were whittled from gum tree branches. I
wove the bottom from palm branches, and the sides and stern came from a
Eucalyptus tree. "But, where did you get the tools?
"Oh, that was no problem," replied the woman. "On the south side of the
island, a very unusual stratum of alluvial rock is exposed. I
found if I fired it to a certain temperature in my kiln, it melted into
ductile iron.. I used that for tools and used the tools to make the
hardware." The guy is stunned.
"Let’s row over to my place," she says.
After a few minutes of rowing, she docks the boat at a small wharf.
As the man looks to shore, he nearly falls off the boat. Before him is a
stone walk leading to an exquisite bungalow painted in blue and white.
While the woman ties up the rowboat with an expertly woven hemp rope, the
man can only stare ahead, dumbstruck.
As they walk into the house, she says casually, "It’s not much,
but I call it home. Sit down, please. Would you like a drink?"
"No! No thank you," he blurts out, still dazed. "I can’t take another drop
of coconut juice."
"It’s not coconut juice," winks the woman. "I have a still. How would you
like a Pina Colada?"
Trying to hide his continued amazement, the man accepts, and they sit down
on her couch to talk.
After they have exchanged their stories, the woman announces, "I’m going to
slip into something more comfortable. Would you like to take a shower and
shave? There is a razor upstairs in the bathroom cabinet." No longer
questioning anything, the man goes into the bathroom. There, in the cabinet, a
razor made from a piece of tortoise bone. Two shells honed to a hollow ground
edges are fastened on to its end inside a swivel mechanism.
"This woman is amazing," he muses. "What next?"
When he returns, she greets him wearing nothing but vines, strategically
positioned, and smelling faintly of gardenias. She beckons for him to sit
down next to her.
"Tell me," she begins suggestively, slithering closer to him,
"We’ve been out here for many months. You’ve been lonely. There’s
something I’m sure you really feel like doing right now, something you’ve
been longing for?" She stares into his eyes.
He can’t believe what he’s hearing. "You mean, " he swallows
excitedly and tears start to form in his eyes, as he says, "don’t tell me
you’ve built a Golf Course !"

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how to get prettier over summer vacation?

hi! i kinda need u guys advice. i’m from a Caribbean island named Trinidad, here for school we have uniforms for school. my uniform is a pleated grey skirt, white shirt and tie with my school monogram on it. and I kinda need some help to get prettier over vacation cause i’m going into form 2. i’m about 5 feet 2 (GUESS). dark brown eyes and i’m not really fat neither skinny so can u PLEASE HELP ME ! thanks

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Ladies and gentlemen its Pole time! (Repost)?

Sorry to everyone who posted before. I’m trying to get a lot of answers though.

If you were on an island with a celebrity and you had to escape would take the celebrity with and who would it be?
Whose *** would you kick?
Did you realize I spelled poll wrong. Did you have any dirty thoughts?
If you could have an exotic pet, what would it be?
Who would you take to a vacation in the caribbeans?
Who would you shoot with paintballs?
Do you like fire?

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A question of priorities?

A retired corporate executive decided to take a vacation. He booked himself on a Caribbean cruise and proceeded to have the time of his life until the boat sank. He found himself on an island with no other people, no supplies, nothing, only bananas and coconuts.

After about four months, he is lying on the beach one day when the most gorgeous woman he has ever seen rows up to the shore. In disbelief, he asks her, "Where did you come from? How did you get here?"

She replies, "I rowed from the other side of the island. I landed here when my cruise ship sank."

"Amazing," he says. "You were really lucky to have a row boat wash up with you."

"Oh, this?" replies the woman. "I made the boat out of raw material I found on the island. The oars were whittled from pandanus tree branches. I wove the bottom from palm branches, and the sides and stern came from a eucalyptus tree."

"But, where did you get the tools?"

"Oh, that was no problem," replied the woman. "On the south side of the island, a very unusual stratum of alluvial rock is exposed. I found if I fired it to a certain temperature in my kiln, it melted into forgeable, ductile iron. I used that for tools and used the tools to make the hardware."

The guy is stunned.

"Let’s row over to my place," she says. After a few minutes of rowing, she docks the boat at a small wharf. As the man looks to shore, he nearly falls out off the boat. Before him is a stone walk leading to an exquisite bungalow painted in blue and white. While the woman ties up the rowboat with an expertly woven hemp rope, the man can only stare ahead, dumb-struck. As they walk into the house, she says casually, "It’s not much, but I call it home. Sit down, please. Would you like a drink?"

"No. No thank you," he says, still dazed. "I can’t take any more coconut juice."

"It’s not coconut juice," the woman replies. "I have a still. How about a Pina Colada?"

Trying to hide his continued amazement, the man accepts, and they sit down on her couch to talk. After they have exchanged their stories, the woman announces, "I’m going to slip into something more comfortable. Would you like to take a shower and shave? There is a razor upstairs in the bathroom cabinet."

No longer questioning anything, the man goes into the bathroom. There, in the cabinet, is a razor made from a bone handle. Two shells honed to a hollow ground edge are fastened on to its end inside a swivel mechanism.

"This woman is amazing," he muses. "What next?"

When he returns, she greets him wearing nothing but vines, strategically positioned, and smelling faintly of gardenias. She beckons for him to sit down next to her.

"Tell me," she begins suggestively, slithering closer to him, "We’ve been out here for a really long time. You’ve been lonely. There’s something I’m sure you really feel like doing right now, something you’ve been longing for all these months?" She stares into his eyes.

He can’t believe what he’s hearing. "You mean……" he swallows excitedly, and tears start to form in his eyes "….. I can check my
e-mail from here?

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rain forest gear in the USVI?

Requesting info on suggested rain forest gear. North shore, St Croix……remote, west of Carambola…..near tidal pools on higher ground. 58 year old male going to spend a week to ten days on a solo retreat. Not to worry….everyone knows the plan. Just looking for some really good product lines to bring along for comfort. Climbing alone with gps and beacon. Already been there and going back. Any gear you have used in a rain forest would be of interest.

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