People often become like the god they worship, the stories they tell and are told, the images they see and help create.
Tuesday, January 19, 2016
I always try to focus on positive things and uplift all who come my way. But tonight, my friends, I am thinking about the poor people of Yemen. Please forgive me. I don't mean to cloy your ear. ... Yemen GDP per capita In 2014 per day = $2. And that's before this genocidal war even began. The rich, gluttonous, good for nothing but excrement and garbage gulf Arabs - with our high-tech weapons and cluster bombs and support - have been bombing the poorest Arabs. Can you imagine living on $2 a day WITHOUT bombs, proudly made by uncle Sam, being dropped on your head for 18 months?. These prople are so poor, on the brink of starvation, so let's drop bombs on them and we'll call it mercy. Alleluia, praise the lord. How can our government particpate in such atrocities? Who is profiteering from these perpetual wars? But then again: There are times when one would like to hang the whole human race, and finish the farce.
Sunday, January 17, 2016
When God decides to send his arctic -50 weather somewhere, he doesn't send it to Honolulu, he sends it to Minnesota. Why? She figured in her ultimate wisdom that Minnesotans are hardy and they're just too nice to complain (I can tell you they don't like people who complain.) and mild-mannered and not confrontational and they keep their heads down when walking - I know I am married to one - so the icy sidewalks are just fine and they never stare (I love that about them: what I call public-privacy). He must've known all of this and he decided they're even better for it and a bit of suffering is good for their souls. For if she were to send it to Honolulu the people would perish and freeze to death. And God doesn't like that, sometimes. The only thing is God never consulted me in the matter; and knowing him I doubt that he will. But I have good options for him. Good night.