WELCOME TO
NO RESPECT PUBLISHING
"SPANKING BAD BOY REPUBLICANS SINCE 1986! "
THESE DAYS IT'S NO FUN BEING PRESIDENT. EVERYONE IS LAUGHING AND POINTING. EXPECT DUH TO SPEND MORE TIME CRYING ON CHENEY'S SHOULDER AND HIDING IN HIS PRIVATE BUNKER. THE RUMOR THAT HE IS BACK ON THE BOTTLE HAS NOT BEEN CONFIRMED, BUT THE BED WETTING STORIES ARE TRUE.
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Continue your fun by ordering some of my stick-it-in-their-ear buttons and bumperstickers. Remember, as Flightsuit Boy dies the death of a thousand cuts, slow down, MAKE SMALL CUTS, you have over two more years of slicing and dicing. Forget the balls, the've been missing Daddy kept him outta Vietnam.
VIRGINIA TECH TRAGEDY
As the tragic loss of these young Americans sinks in, perhaps the public will appreciate that on average, a similar number of Americans are violently killed every week in Iraq. Are their loss any less tragic? Do their familes and friends hurt any less? Now, more than ever, we must demand: STOP THE KILLING!!!
ATTENTION ACTIVE DUTY GI'S!!!!
GET FREE SHIPPING AND HANDLING ON ALL ORDERS!!!
SEND CHECK OR MONEY ORDER TO:
ROBERT McLANE
261 Pieremont Road
Shreveport, LA 71105
for rush orders call (318) 423-1861.
Please include $5.00 for shipping and handling on all orders under $20. For two day priority shipping, add $10.00
DID YOU VOTE FOR FLIGHTSUIT BOY?
DID YOU REALLY THINK HE WAS GOING TO DO GREAT THINGS?
MAYBE YOU SHOULDN'T VOTE UNTIL YOU LEARN TO RECOGNIZE IDIOTS WHO ARE RUNNING FOR OFFICE. MAYBE YOU SHOULD WRITE EACH FAMILY OF A DEAD GI AND TELL THEM YOU ARE SORRY.
GUESS THE DAY DICK CHENEY'S HEART STOPS - WIN A FREE T SHIRT!!
"GEORGE BUSH JR. COULDN'T RUN A LAUNDROMAT! " also available as a T-shirt - 100% cotton, sizes L and XL
PRAY THAT GEORGE W. FINISHES THE JOB, NOT THAT JOB, WE'RE TALKING ABOUT SINGLE HANDEDLY DESTROYING THE REPUBLICAN PARTY! GOOD BYE GREEDHEADS.
FINDING SOMETHING GOOD ABOUT THE
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HISTORY WILL NOT WAIT FOR YOU TO DECIDE TO JOIN THE ANTI-WAR MOVEMENT. IF THERE IS NOT AN ON GOING ANTI-WAR DEMONSTRATION IN YOUR AREA, START ONE! AMERICAN GI'S DIE EVERYDAY IN IRAQ.
STOP BITCHING AND START ORGANIZING!
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1-5 BUMPER STICKERS $3 DOLLARS EACH
6-9 are $2.50 DOLLARS EACH
10-49 are $2.25 DOLLARS EACH
50 OR MORE $1.00 DOLLAR EACH
500 OR MORE, CALL ME - WE'LL DO LUNCH
INTRODUCING THREE NEW BUMPERSTICKERS, WHITE LETTERS ON RED BACKGROUND
BUSH IS LISTENING
USE BIG WORDS
THE DIXIE CHICKS WERE RIGHT
BOYCOTT EXXON
THE FOLLOWING NEW BUMPERSTICKER IS ALSO FOR SALE AS A BUTTON
LEMMINGS FOR BUSH
HITLER DIDN'T NEED WARRANTS EITHER (NEW !!!)
AND WE HAVE THE FOLLOWING:
SHIT SELLS (with a photo of Duh's face)
BETTER BLOWJOBS THAN NO JOBS - with photo of Bill
DADDY'S LITTLE HERO (photo of Jr. in National Guard Cap)
THEY'RE BIG BUTTONS - TWO AND ONE HALF INCHES WIDE
1 - $3.00
2 - $5.00
5 - $10.00
6 - 9 Buttons - $1.75 each
10 - 20 Buttons $1.50 each
20-50 Buttons $1.25 each
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Stop War America
By Robert McLane
This is not a story about a Poster Marine.E
The author takes you on a journey from the summer of love in San Francisco with the sex, drugs, and rock and roll then straight off to thirteen months in Vietnam during the bloodiest year of the war. Here he served with a Marine artillery unit, firing support for Marine and Army units engaged in deadly combat against hard-core North Vietnamese units along the DMZ.
He returned home completely disillusioned and psychically wounded and helped found the Vietnam Veterans Against The War.
He hilariously tells what it really is like to be in a Veterans Hospital psychiatric lock-up ward where he is given massive doses of unwanted and harmful drugs.
Despite the tragedies of his tortured life, his story is done with raw humor, wit and sarcasm.
Robert McLane was born in Cameron, Texas, a small central Texas town ninety miles north of Austin. When he was twenty-two months old, he contracted polio but fully recovered. At three, his family moved to the East Texas town of Tyler where he spent his next fourteen years but often spent summers with his brother and sister in Cameron on his grandparentsEfarm.
He attended college in Tyler for two years and joined the Marine Corps Reserve in the summer of 1965. In the fall of 1967 he was returned to active duty. His tour of duty in Vietnam with an artillery battery along the DMZ included most of 1968, the bloodiest year of the war.
Upon discharge in January, 1969 he enrolled at Stephen F. Austin University in Nacogdoches, Texas but dropped out in 1970 to go to New York City to help form The Vietnam Veterans Against The War. He dedicated the next three years of his life to VVAW as the editor of their newspaper, The First Casualty and participated in most of their demonstrations.
In 1974 he was involuntarily committed to a Veterans psychiatric hospital in Waco, Texas.
After being released, he headed back to New York City where he drove a taxi for five years and attended The American Academy of Dramatic Arts and Hunter College, majoring in theater and film.
He married in 1981 and moved back to Texas where his daughter Tiffany was born in 1982. In 1985, he divorced and moved to Shreveport, Louisiana and raised his daughter with the help of his mother as a single parent while struggling with his own PTSD.
When David Duke ran for senator in Louisiana, Robert founded an organization called DUKEBUSTERS and blanketed the state with anti-Duke bumper stickers. This led to his founding No Respect Publishing that continues to manufacture and sell anti-Republican bumper stickers and buttons.
He continues to dedicate his life to issues of peace and justice and manages to spend part of the winter at his hideaway in Mexico.
STOP WAR AMERICA (248 pages -$17.95) CAN BE ORDERED ON LINE BY GOING TO corpsproductions.com
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I didn't really know what I'd be getting into when I picked up Robert McLane's "Stop War America: A Marine's Story," but reading it in four days' time, I found it to be a gripping and well-written no-holds-barred memoir, well deserving of a place among the literature of Vietnam personal experiences. His detailed recollections of his thirteen-month tour in Vietnam in 1967 and 1968, "during the bloodiest year of the war," are intense, recalled in great detail, right down to conversations, as incoming artillery shells explode and shake the walls of his sand-bagged bunker.
His days on the DMZ in Dong Ha and Khe Sanh as a member of a Fire Direction Control team are recalled vividly. The FDCs were the number crunchers who made sure the artillery shells hit their targets, but they also filled sandbags, humped loads of artillery shells from pallets to the ammo dump, smoked pot, pulled guard duty and some especially vile details when they had offended some officer or gunny sergeant.
McLane couldn't seem to stop himself from making hot-headed comments to those in authority, and he pulled more than his share of lousy details. He was not a model Marine, but he got his job done in all the chaos and craziness of the war in Vietnam.
Home from the war, he became a founding member of Vietnam Veterans against the War, and in his work with them got to know a number of counter-culture figures, whose advice he followed when he took it on the lam to Yelapa, Mexico in 1972.
In 1974, he was involuntarily committed to a veterans' psychiatric hospital in Waco, Texas, for several months before scamming his way out. On the loose again and with the Vietnam War finally over, he headed back to New York and the East Village, where he did some folk singing gigs and became a kind of factotum for Phil Ochs, the popular folk-singer-song-writer who later hanged himself.
In and out of trouble in his youthful years, the wise-cracking McLane now lives a seemingly quiet life in Yelapa, Mexico, where I met him at a writers' conference. But those wild days of the sixties and seventies live on in his excellently retold, no-punches-pulled memoir.
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