Ground Zero Minus Islamic Jihad

Mosque not what this country can do for you…

Eugenics To Go, Please!

Calling NAACP? Where are You?

Where’s Jesse Jackson, Where’s Al Sharpton? Where are the Black Panthers? Where’s the EMT – the Egregious Message team?

Oh, I know. They are all out accusing Tea Party members of being racists!

Charles P. Pierce – Idiot America

Here is are some excerpts from an on-line Review of a book written by Charles P. Pierce, Idiot America: How Stupidity Became a Virtue in the Land of the Free

“…Someone with the ability to see America with a critical eye is an impossibility for them (Idiot Americans). They believe in American exceptionalism above all else. They thought a C student President was a genius. These are the roughly 30% of Americans who still believe that Iraq had something to do with 9-11. You cannot mock them enough, but that’s about it. Self awareness is not their forte. These people don’t do nuance.”
“…Idiots stay idiotic — continuing to push at the pull sign on the door to reason. Idiot America is the land of willful ignorance; facts do not matter. Idiot America (like the Bush Administration) constructs its own reality every day. They watch Fox News and read the latest pundit screed from the right; they listen to Rush, and they watch the skies for black helicopters. When Obama spoke of people clinging to guns and religion when they are upset with the world, he was talking about Idiot America. Gun sales are up since he became president. He’s the scary black man they fear.”
“…Idiot America is the place where people believe in “The Gut,” otherwise known as George W. Bush’s favorite organ and/or appendage. Cable television and talk radio are the two biggest media organs that feed The Gut (The Gut does not read much).”
“Once on television . . . you are speaking to The Gut, and The Gut is a moron … The Gut is the roiling depository of dark and ancient fears. It knows what it knows because it knows how it feels. It pits intellect against feeling. It can be thought as “common sense,” but it is the kind that is rarely common and rarely makes sense.” [pages 34-35]
…”We must reject the simplistic view of The Gut and return to Our Brain.”
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As you can gather from the above review, the elitist liberal journalist Mr. Pierce knows better than the rest of us or at least the ones he looks down on. This is a book that liberals and progressives love to revel in: it is haughty, non-redemptive, polarizing, snobbish, arrogant and jaded. It provides liberals and progressives succor in a world filled with the “idiots” who are all around them. Sadly, those who read this liberal dribble will become more ensconced in their ivory towers while the rest of us “morons” must ‘feel’ our way down below.
I am a conservative woman. I am well read in many areas of politics, finance, literature and morals (or as he calls it “The Gut”, something Mr. Pierce gives little credence to). I base my understanding of the world not on Fox News or Rush Limbaugh or the media. I am a thinking intellectual who has traveled to many parts of the world. Long ago I was diagnosed with a brain. Since I am a woman I also use my intuition (Maybe Mr. Pierce, as revealed in his pointed attacks on Sarah Palin, is a simply a misogynist.). I use this “gut” feeling to make decisions. I use every thing available to me in order to make wise decisions. Finally, I pray and ask for wisdom. Does the enlightened Mr. Pierce pray to himself, “The Brain”?
As a writer I know how easy it is to pen self-serving trash. The writing of Idiot America must have been a no-brainer for Mr. Pierce

Insider Information

 

Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are

in Christ Jesus

God sending his own Son

in the likeness of sinful man

He condemned sin

in sinful man

So that the righteous requirements of the law might be fully met

in us.

 

Those who live

in accordance

with the Spirit have their minds set on what the Spirit desires.

You, however, are controlled not by the sinful nature

but by the Spirit, if the Spirit of God lives

in you.

But if Christ is

in you,

Your body is dead because of sin,

Yet your spirit is alive because of righteousness.

If the Spirit of him who raised Jesus from the dead is living

in you

He who raised Christ from the dead will also give life

to your mortal bodies

Through his Spirit, who lives

in you.

 

We share

in his sufferings

in order that we may also share

in his glory.

 

The whole creation waits

in eager expectation for the sons of God to be revealed.

For the creation was subjected to frustration, not by its own choice,

But by the will of the one who subjected it,

in hope that the creation itself will be liberated

from its bondage to decay.

We know that the whole creation has been groaning as

in the pains of childbirth right up to the present time.

 

In the same way, the Spirit helps us

in our weakness

The Spirit intercedes for the saints

in accordance with God’s will

And we know that

in all things God works for the good of those who love him.

 

What, then, shall we say

in response to this?

 

Who will bring any charge against those whom God has chosen?

Who is he that condemns?

Who shall separate us from the love of Christ?

Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword?

No,

in all these things we are more than conquerors

Through him who loved us.

I am convinced that neither death nor life,

neither angels nor demons,

neither the present nor the future,

nor any powers, neither height nor depth,

nor anything else in all creation,

will be able to separate us from the love of God that is

in Christ Jesus our Lord.

Howard Finster

Road to Prayer by Howard Finster

Dirty Harry In The Green Zone

Read this column by Karl Rove in the Wall Street Journal first and then, if you’re a Democrat, you’ve got to ask yourself a question: ‘do I feel lucky?’ Well, do ya, punk?
Did President Bush lie about WMDs in Iraq? Would he do this for political advantage? Would anyone do this to gain political advantage? In this WSJ article you will find out who has lied and who sought out political advantage. And, they continue to do so. God help us.

The Big Shebang Theory

In a marriage relationship, men want to be honored and women want to be loved. We all know how to do the opposite. But, when love and honor are fused, then all is well in the nuclear family.

Mel-odrama

There is no doubt that by now you have heard news reports replaying Mel Gibson’s rants to his girlfriend. I am not going to comment on what he has said.  It is really none of my business.  I will say that the media has no business playing these tapes and the public has no business listening.  It is an egregious invasion of privacy. I realize that people are hungry for gossip and ready to gorge themselves on any hypocrisy that can be scrounged up.  But no one I know would want to be cannibalized in the same way.

If the woman has a legitimate complaint of physical abuse against Gibson then she should get the authorities involved. Other than this, the playing of these tapes is malicious in intent and serves no real redemptive purpose. The tapes should not be used in court and should be inadmissible as evidence.

 Would you want tapes of all your bad/hysterical moments played to the public?  No, you wouldn’t. Mel, a devout Catholic, should know though, that God, the Operator, is listening in.

That’s Too Wicked!

Holy summer in the city! Hand me my parasol. Chicago is fried-egg-on-the-pavement hot.  Here are some beat-the-heat suggestions (and don’t forget to put your undies in the freezer):

The Eyes Have It

The phrase “The Men Who Stare Like Goats” came into my head yesterday morning and I am still wondering why.  I never did see the movie, the title of which holds the correct phrase.  Yet, this is how my mind works. And, usually by this time some occurrence comes alongside the enigmatic words to give them some context and relevance. But, nothing of any consequence has happened yet. I can only tell you of what happened yesterday as I headed home from work. 

Yesterday afternoon I found a single seat in the “upper deck” of the 5:04 West Line commuter.  From my perch I could look out over Chicago as the train headed west. At one point, not far from the station, the train stopped where it usually did.  Here incoming trains and outgoing trains wait on each other to pass.  While we waited another commuter train heading east came right up next to our train, on my side, and then passed by.  I could look directly across into the engineer’s cabin.  There, I saw the train’s engineer reading the Chicago Sun Times as the train was moving towards Ogilvie station, his eyes focused on the day’s events. I turned back to look into our coach to see if anyone else had seen the same thing and then I saw it:  staring. Four men sat ogling an attractive young woman. 

The woman sat in a single seat across the upper aisle from me.   A beautiful brunette, she wore a flowery silk dress with a slit on both sides and in front, a ‘V’ tucked in between two exclamation points. (My outfit was more of an “H”.  I received only perfunctory glances.)  This whole ‘business’ brings me back to my present free-association dilemma:  Men Who Stare Like Goats. I’ll have to wait and see what meanings today brings to the fore. Maybe, though, it is staring me in the face.