Merry Christmas to all, even those who are Jewish, Islamic, atheists, whatever.
Yesterday, a clerk, a young man, working the register at the Walgreens in my neighborhood said he would wish me a Merry Christmas, but he was fearful of doing so, because it might offend those who are not Christian.
How odd, to be afraid to wish someone well which is really what the message is all about.
I told him he should go ahead and do it. Anyone who would be offended by the wish would have to be pretty hateful, and needs the blessings offered by all who would do so.
My Christmas wish, is that we all continue to offer such a greeting, and make sure that the world does not forget that Christ's birth is the reason for the season.
Merry Christmas,
In God We Trust
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
Homos On The Move
First of all, let's take a perfectly good word back.
I can't sing "now we don our gay apparel" without feeling a twinge of slimy-ness. Why did we let "gay" mean homosexual? Because the term homosexual is awful, even though it perfectly describes what 'gay' people are. Why don't they want to use that? Why'd they have to take such a happy word and make it mean something sexual, stealing it from common lexicon?
I just listened to some homosexual on Hardball telling me that 'gay' people are the real uniters of the world as born out by history. Really? How so? By changing the meaning of words? By teaching children that two mommies or two daddies is ok and natural, in spite of all evidence to the contrary?
He also demanded that Rick Warren convene a sit down with the National Gay and Lesbian/Transgendered/NAMBLA/Crossdresser/Necrophiliac leadership and talk with them.
Why should he do that? So the aforementioned group can get him to say the bible is wrong, or that he has misinterpreted the bible? Maybe they want him to say homosexual marriage is ok.
But is it? Marriage is a religious term. It has always meant the uniting of man and woman. Homos live outside this religious term, but they want to force religions to redefine what marriage means. Where's the ACLU? Homos living in a committed relationship have all the same legal rights that married people have, but the right to call themselves married. They want to force a secular definition of marriage on religious people - in effect causing government to intrude on religious beliefs. Doesn't this violate their precious construct of the separation of church and state.
I'm not a Rick Warren fan, but I hope he tells them to go to hell.
I can't sing "now we don our gay apparel" without feeling a twinge of slimy-ness. Why did we let "gay" mean homosexual? Because the term homosexual is awful, even though it perfectly describes what 'gay' people are. Why don't they want to use that? Why'd they have to take such a happy word and make it mean something sexual, stealing it from common lexicon?
I just listened to some homosexual on Hardball telling me that 'gay' people are the real uniters of the world as born out by history. Really? How so? By changing the meaning of words? By teaching children that two mommies or two daddies is ok and natural, in spite of all evidence to the contrary?
He also demanded that Rick Warren convene a sit down with the National Gay and Lesbian/Transgendered/NAMBLA/Crossdresser/Necrophiliac leadership and talk with them.
Why should he do that? So the aforementioned group can get him to say the bible is wrong, or that he has misinterpreted the bible? Maybe they want him to say homosexual marriage is ok.
But is it? Marriage is a religious term. It has always meant the uniting of man and woman. Homos live outside this religious term, but they want to force religions to redefine what marriage means. Where's the ACLU? Homos living in a committed relationship have all the same legal rights that married people have, but the right to call themselves married. They want to force a secular definition of marriage on religious people - in effect causing government to intrude on religious beliefs. Doesn't this violate their precious construct of the separation of church and state.
I'm not a Rick Warren fan, but I hope he tells them to go to hell.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Insurrection?
Given the leftward lurch of the nation's leadership, and the whiny laments of the city dwellers when W won, I wonder if this country isn't too fractured to continue in its present form.
If we read the Declaration of Independence, it seems like we are obligated to tear this broken system down and start over (think it ain't broken? Did you see the video on How Obama got elected? Can you say, "Senator Stuart Smalley"?).
An independent Texas sounds like a great place to live. I have heard rumors that Cascadia (Eastern Washington, Idaho, Montana, and BC) is already on paper, a shadow government in waiting.
Trouble is, if we tear it down, where would we get the visionary leaders needed to rebuild? Leaders who are willing to risk their lives and their fortunes for an enterprise that would brand them traitors?
Have a Merry Christmas, and a Happy and Prosperous New Year.
If we read the Declaration of Independence, it seems like we are obligated to tear this broken system down and start over (think it ain't broken? Did you see the video on How Obama got elected? Can you say, "Senator Stuart Smalley"?).
An independent Texas sounds like a great place to live. I have heard rumors that Cascadia (Eastern Washington, Idaho, Montana, and BC) is already on paper, a shadow government in waiting.
Trouble is, if we tear it down, where would we get the visionary leaders needed to rebuild? Leaders who are willing to risk their lives and their fortunes for an enterprise that would brand them traitors?
Have a Merry Christmas, and a Happy and Prosperous New Year.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
The 1% Solution
This http://www.tucsonweekly.com/gbase/Currents/Content?oid=115220 brings to mind some history.
Back when Harley Davidson was the motorcycle of choice for the, ahem, 'derelicts' of the US of A, someone said outlaw bikers are just one percent of the motorcycling public.
One Per Cent.
If you clicked on the link and read the story of the outrage going on along our border in Arizona, you might make the connection between the bikers and a solution to the problem.
This is a story.
Fiction.
Make of it what you will.
In country, you went in pairs. Some felt the presence of their better angels when going alone, and couldn't pull the trigger.
But with a partner alongside, pulling the trigger was, well, what you were supposed to do, and a witness made those angels' arguments considerably less persuasive.
Bo Rose had no angels to bother him, and no witness was needed to make him perform his duty. Nor did the cold, the dead of night, or remaining unmoving for hours bother him. The mission was his motivator. Only the mission.
Tonight, he was waiting for a coyote. It would take a while, but, coyotes, like the the NVA he scared so many years before, would learn, if the law ignored their unlawfulness, it would ignore other unlawfullness as well.
And if it didn't, it couldn't very well investigate him without bringing attention to his, uh, well, 'victims', could it.
Bo might have felt the cold creeping into his ghillie suit, but he was sure the coyote leading the herd through Sulfur Canyon wasn't worried about cold, and if he was, well his worried would soon shift from the physical woes of this world, to the more eternal worries of the next world.
"One shot, one kill"
Bo Rose never missed.
Back when Harley Davidson was the motorcycle of choice for the, ahem, 'derelicts' of the US of A, someone said outlaw bikers are just one percent of the motorcycling public.
One Per Cent.
If you clicked on the link and read the story of the outrage going on along our border in Arizona, you might make the connection between the bikers and a solution to the problem.
This is a story.
Fiction.
Make of it what you will.
In country, you went in pairs. Some felt the presence of their better angels when going alone, and couldn't pull the trigger.
But with a partner alongside, pulling the trigger was, well, what you were supposed to do, and a witness made those angels' arguments considerably less persuasive.
Bo Rose had no angels to bother him, and no witness was needed to make him perform his duty. Nor did the cold, the dead of night, or remaining unmoving for hours bother him. The mission was his motivator. Only the mission.
Tonight, he was waiting for a coyote. It would take a while, but, coyotes, like the the NVA he scared so many years before, would learn, if the law ignored their unlawfulness, it would ignore other unlawfullness as well.
And if it didn't, it couldn't very well investigate him without bringing attention to his, uh, well, 'victims', could it.
Bo might have felt the cold creeping into his ghillie suit, but he was sure the coyote leading the herd through Sulfur Canyon wasn't worried about cold, and if he was, well his worried would soon shift from the physical woes of this world, to the more eternal worries of the next world.
"One shot, one kill"
Bo Rose never missed.
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