Here's another unreported tid bit that smells like carp. When did we become the watch dogs of religious freedom around the world. Jesus said, "Woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye compass sea and land to make one proselyte, and when he is made, ye make him twofold more the child of hell than yourselves."
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Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Persecution demands U.S. attention (OneNewsNow.com)
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Friday, March 5, 2010
Bad Poop!
So, for instance let's say that one of your partners is high ranking and his or her rank has afforded you with a certain amount of military special considerations. Even though I was a lower ranking military man, I was an expert at following the best orders from as high as I could get them. Hence I often ended up on exclusive details like helping out in Monterey near 17 mile Drive or, traveling with the band to Frisco to perform over the weekend. What??? Go tell Captain so, and so, to give us his new motor home???? What??? Keep the motor home over the weekend??? What?? Drive the new motor home to the show??? What?? Here's money to travel with??? What??? We can take girls???? What??? But this is another story.
I was good at picking out the best orders to follow. Such is life. We are daily bombarded with orders. Orders what to believe, how to think, how to behave, how to dress, how to talk...ect.
I was talking to a client today. As he walked in the door he rubbed his side and said, "man, my back just started hurting." I said, what happened? When did it happen? He said, "soon as I starting drinking that soda." As he rubbed his side again.
I said, "that's not your back. That's where you kidney is located." "Don't, you think it's strange that it started hurting when you started with the soda?" "What type of water do you drink?" I asked.
He said, "I don't drink no water he said." I quit drinking it after I started hanging with her." He said, nodding his head towards his girlfriend.
I said, "looks like you might have gotten a hold of some bad poop."
Listen to your spirit. Only follow orders from he who is the highest.
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
I'm Not Playing
We've reached a time where worldly children are freely exerting their wills over submissive parents. Case in point....
I'm thinking about supplementing my income and going back to selling furniture for a short period of time. So, while I'm out on an interview, I notice this kid playing around with one of the store's inventory computers. He's about 13 years old, which in my opinion is old enough to know better. As he's pushing buttons on the keypad he turns to me and asks, "How do you get to the main screen?" Somehow seeking my approval to continue in his mischief. I said to him, "I don't know. I don't think it's intended to be played with." Thinking that the statement would be enough to deter a rational 13 year old from touching something that didn't belong to them.
Much to my amazement, this kid puffed out his chest and in the commandeering voice inflection reminiscent of some of my childhood friends said, "I ain't playing with you man." Now that I think of it, most of my young gangster friends are currently maladjusted or in some cases dead. I remember one friend who loved to fight. He was decapitated.
I couldn't believe it. I just sorta shook my head and quit talking to the kid. I've raised 3 well adjusted, fully functional and respectful young adults and the thought of some parent not teaching their children respect blows my top.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
They Treat Us Like Cattle!
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