Of course, I'm halfway through my giftfic which I think should be this year's version of the obligala, so everyone who's speculating, get writing instead!! C'mon, folks, it's Christmas -- get over all the complaints on the season so far and have a little fun with it! As for what they were ... well, I'm not giving away my story, but Mulder's had to be a video. It was the right size and shape, and when he shook it, that's what it sounded like.

I was not just the President of Southern Americans or white Americans. I was the President of all Americans. I believed that a huge injustice had been perpetrated for hundreds of years on every black man, woman, and child in the United States. I did not think that our nation could endure much longer as a viable democracy if that injustice were allowed to continue.

I moved to a strange town when I was ten.

Like as a fire, the which in hollow cave Hath long bene underkept, and down supprest, With murmurous disdayne doth inly rave, And grudge, in so streight prison to be prest, At last breakes forth with furious infest, And strives to mount unto his native seat […]