Tuesday, August 29, 2006
Random
Isn't Sam hot today? Zed is kinda cool, of all the characters I relate to him best. Wouldn't you just like to smack Jan? Damon is thinking with the wrong head, or else he wouldn't be in this predicament. Wouldn't you like to SMACK Jan?
I've spent most of today's allotment of good ideas on other people's blogs.
Apocalypto looks like it might be a good flick, not that you could tell anything from the trailer. It comes out December 8th.
My daughter had a yard sale in my yard Friday and Saturday. She finally decided to put it away last night. During a driving rainstorm. After 3 days of nearly perfect weather. I think women are inherently nuts.
The Red Sox are fading into oblivion. I don't hold out any hope of a comeback this late in the game. Their season ended at Fenway in the 5-game debacle against the Yanks. They haven't looked good since.
It's still a perfect football season. My Hoosiers haven't taken the field, so there's still reason for hope, however scant. I know how Cub Fan feels. The Colts are stinking up the preseason again, but we're still undefeated in the regular season.
Oh, well. That's it for today!
I've spent most of today's allotment of good ideas on other people's blogs.
Apocalypto looks like it might be a good flick, not that you could tell anything from the trailer. It comes out December 8th.
My daughter had a yard sale in my yard Friday and Saturday. She finally decided to put it away last night. During a driving rainstorm. After 3 days of nearly perfect weather. I think women are inherently nuts.
The Red Sox are fading into oblivion. I don't hold out any hope of a comeback this late in the game. Their season ended at Fenway in the 5-game debacle against the Yanks. They haven't looked good since.
It's still a perfect football season. My Hoosiers haven't taken the field, so there's still reason for hope, however scant. I know how Cub Fan feels. The Colts are stinking up the preseason again, but we're still undefeated in the regular season.
Oh, well. That's it for today!
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Amazing the stuff that lands in my inbox...
This was written by Becky Ransey of Indiana -
parenthetical comments are mine. Fergawdsake use your head and make sure you follow the directions on the bottle.
"I would like to tell you of the benefits of that plain little old bottle of 3% peroxide you can get for under $1.00 at any drug store. My husband has been in the medical field for over 36 years, and most doctors don't tell you about peroxide, or they would lose thousands of dollars."
1. Take one capful - the little white cap that comes with the bottle - and hold in your mouth for 10 minutes daily, then spit it out. No more canker sores and your teeth will be whiter without expensive pastes. Use it instead of mouthwash.
(I do this when I shower - I also gargle. I've nipped many a sore throat in the bud by doing this. This is actually one of the approved uses found in the small print right on the bottle. I've used it to treat gum disease for years. I use it full strength, but the directions usually say to mix with water. By all means follow the directions.)
2. Let your toothbrushes soak in a cup of "Peroxide" to keep them free of germs.
(Makes sense.)
3. Clean your counters, table tops with peroxide to kill germs and leave a fresh smell. Simply put a little on your dishrag when you wipe, or spray it on the counters.
4. After rinsing off your wooden cutting board, pour peroxide on it to kill salmonella and other bacteria.
(I normally use bleach for this purpose.)
5. I had fungus on my feet for years - until I sprayed a 50/50 mixture of peroxide and water on them - especially the toes - every night and let dry.
(I might give this one a try. Just got over a bout of athlete's foot. OTC treatments ain't cheap.)
6. Soak any infections or cuts in 3% peroxide for five to ten minutes several times a day. My husband has seen gangrene that would not heal with any medicine, but was healed by soaking in peroxide.
(Between peroxide, merthiolate, mercurochrome and iodine I looked like a multicolored mutant some days when I was a kid. I always thought peroxide was cool when it bubbled up. I had little regard for pain or safety when I was a young'un. I'd had something like 236 stitches by the time I was 21. I crashed a bike one day - mild concussion and a few hours of picking gravel out of my skin - and wrecked a go-cart the next day - cuts and scrapes and a nasty burn where I'd been pinned against the exhaust system. Dumped a bike again the next day, but no injuries worth mentioning.)
8. Fill a spray bottle with a 50/50 mixture of peroxide and water and keep it in every bathroom to disinfect without harming your septic system like bleach or most other disinfectants will.
9. Tilt your head back and spray into nostrils with your 50/50 mixture whenever you have a cold, or plugged sinuses. It will bubble and help to kill the bacteria. Hold for a few minutes then blow your nose into a tissue.
(Snorting peroxide? THAT would make the ol' sinuses perk up! I'm going to try this one next time I get a sinus infection. Which should be around November.)
10. If you have a terrible toothache and cannot get to a dentist right away, put a capful of 3% peroxide into your mouth and hold it for ten minutes several times a day. The pain will lessen greatly.
(I'll vouch for this one.)
11. And of course, if you like a natural look to your hair, spray the 50/50 solution on your wet hair after a shower and comb it through. You will not have the peroxide burnt blonde hair like the hair dye packages, but more natural highlights if your hair is a light brown, faddish, or dirty blonde. It also lightens gradually so it's not a drastic change.
(My hair is naturally grey. Peroxide ain't gonna help.)
12. Put half a bottle of peroxide in your bath to help rid boils, fungus, or other skin infections.
(I imagine you could do the all over spray with 50/50 and get the same effect. I haven't taken a bath in years.)
13. You can also add a cup of peroxide instead of bleach to a load of whites in your laundry to whiten them. If there is blood on clothing, pour directly on the soiled spot. Let it sit for a minute, then rub it and rinse with cold water. Repeat if necessary.
(I own nothing that can't be washed in one load. If it wasn't for the wife's laundry I wouldn't even bother to sort before washing. I don't care what color my - sorta whitey - tighties are. I'm not allowed to touch the wife's clothing anymore.)
14. I use peroxide to clean my mirrors with, and there is no smearing which is why I love it so much for this.
(Windex ain't cheap enough?)
I could go on and on. It is a little brown bottle no home should be without! With prices of most necessities rising, I'm glad there's a way to save tons of money in such a simple, healthy manner."
parenthetical comments are mine. Fergawdsake use your head and make sure you follow the directions on the bottle.
"I would like to tell you of the benefits of that plain little old bottle of 3% peroxide you can get for under $1.00 at any drug store. My husband has been in the medical field for over 36 years, and most doctors don't tell you about peroxide, or they would lose thousands of dollars."
1. Take one capful - the little white cap that comes with the bottle - and hold in your mouth for 10 minutes daily, then spit it out. No more canker sores and your teeth will be whiter without expensive pastes. Use it instead of mouthwash.
(I do this when I shower - I also gargle. I've nipped many a sore throat in the bud by doing this. This is actually one of the approved uses found in the small print right on the bottle. I've used it to treat gum disease for years. I use it full strength, but the directions usually say to mix with water. By all means follow the directions.)
2. Let your toothbrushes soak in a cup of "Peroxide" to keep them free of germs.
(Makes sense.)
3. Clean your counters, table tops with peroxide to kill germs and leave a fresh smell. Simply put a little on your dishrag when you wipe, or spray it on the counters.
4. After rinsing off your wooden cutting board, pour peroxide on it to kill salmonella and other bacteria.
(I normally use bleach for this purpose.)
5. I had fungus on my feet for years - until I sprayed a 50/50 mixture of peroxide and water on them - especially the toes - every night and let dry.
(I might give this one a try. Just got over a bout of athlete's foot. OTC treatments ain't cheap.)
6. Soak any infections or cuts in 3% peroxide for five to ten minutes several times a day. My husband has seen gangrene that would not heal with any medicine, but was healed by soaking in peroxide.
(Between peroxide, merthiolate, mercurochrome and iodine I looked like a multicolored mutant some days when I was a kid. I always thought peroxide was cool when it bubbled up. I had little regard for pain or safety when I was a young'un. I'd had something like 236 stitches by the time I was 21. I crashed a bike one day - mild concussion and a few hours of picking gravel out of my skin - and wrecked a go-cart the next day - cuts and scrapes and a nasty burn where I'd been pinned against the exhaust system. Dumped a bike again the next day, but no injuries worth mentioning.)
8. Fill a spray bottle with a 50/50 mixture of peroxide and water and keep it in every bathroom to disinfect without harming your septic system like bleach or most other disinfectants will.
9. Tilt your head back and spray into nostrils with your 50/50 mixture whenever you have a cold, or plugged sinuses. It will bubble and help to kill the bacteria. Hold for a few minutes then blow your nose into a tissue.
(Snorting peroxide? THAT would make the ol' sinuses perk up! I'm going to try this one next time I get a sinus infection. Which should be around November.)
10. If you have a terrible toothache and cannot get to a dentist right away, put a capful of 3% peroxide into your mouth and hold it for ten minutes several times a day. The pain will lessen greatly.
(I'll vouch for this one.)
11. And of course, if you like a natural look to your hair, spray the 50/50 solution on your wet hair after a shower and comb it through. You will not have the peroxide burnt blonde hair like the hair dye packages, but more natural highlights if your hair is a light brown, faddish, or dirty blonde. It also lightens gradually so it's not a drastic change.
(My hair is naturally grey. Peroxide ain't gonna help.)
12. Put half a bottle of peroxide in your bath to help rid boils, fungus, or other skin infections.
(I imagine you could do the all over spray with 50/50 and get the same effect. I haven't taken a bath in years.)
13. You can also add a cup of peroxide instead of bleach to a load of whites in your laundry to whiten them. If there is blood on clothing, pour directly on the soiled spot. Let it sit for a minute, then rub it and rinse with cold water. Repeat if necessary.
(I own nothing that can't be washed in one load. If it wasn't for the wife's laundry I wouldn't even bother to sort before washing. I don't care what color my - sorta whitey - tighties are. I'm not allowed to touch the wife's clothing anymore.)
14. I use peroxide to clean my mirrors with, and there is no smearing which is why I love it so much for this.
(Windex ain't cheap enough?)
I could go on and on. It is a little brown bottle no home should be without! With prices of most necessities rising, I'm glad there's a way to save tons of money in such a simple, healthy manner."
Friday, August 18, 2006
By all means, vote Democrat!
from Bishop Doran's Column
(8/10/2006)
(8/10/2006)
Reaping the whirlwind of abortion
I want to touch on this matter before we get too close to the November madness. As human beings, as citizens of a “first world country,” as Americans, and as Catholics, most importantly, we have to take count of the circumstances in which we live.
...adherents of one political party (guess which?) would place us squarely on the road to suicide as a people.
The seven “sacraments” of their secular culture are abortion, buggery, contraception, divorce, euthanasia, feminism of the radical type, and genetic experimentation and mutilation. These things they unabashedly espouse, profess and promote. Their continuance in public office is a clear and present danger to our survival as a nation.
Having sown the wind of abortion we now reap the whirlwind. This appears in every quarter of our culture and on every day. And that just from the first of the “sacraments of death” of our secular human culture.
The toleration of sexual perversions among inverts, widespread contraception, easy access to “no fault” divorce, the killing of the elderly, radical feminism, embryonic stem cell research — all of these things defile and debase our human nature and our human destiny. Should we cry out with the prophet “To the mountains, ‘Cover us,’ and to the hills, ‘Fall on us’” (Hosea: 10:8), lest other peoples see and, God forbid, imitate us?
It is the duty of every Catholic to support the work of the parish Pro-Life directors and commissions and to work for the extirpation from our society of all those who in any way foster or promote these things. I wholeheartedly endorse the activities of our Pro-Life Office in the sure and certain knowledge that divine justice will not allow those who act against human life to prosper.
These unholy sacraments of our secular culture are the seeds of the destruction of our nation.
Think for yourself: what nation that kills its young, perverts marriage, prevents new life, and destroys the family, kills those deemed useless, makes the war of the sexes into a real war, and manipulates the genetic basis of human nature, can long endure?
Thursday, August 17, 2006
I know it might seem a little weird
for a 50 yr old man to be shilling a girl group.
I bought the album this song is from to give to my daughters.
The ladies are quite good.
Waiting For Iris. If you like the video, check them out.
for a 50 yr old man to be shilling a girl group.
I bought the album this song is from to give to my daughters.
The ladies are quite good.
Waiting For Iris. If you like the video, check them out.
I'm not the sharpest tool in the shed...
but even I should know better.
I have gone back to my diet...
(Hate it. I'm a glutton and I like it.)
...with the usual result. I feel better. I've cut out the processed flour and sugars and dairy completely. My only indulgence is coffee and diet Coke...
(I dig Diet Coke. Don't know why. I like it better than real Coke.)
...The swelling has already gone down in my hands and feet and I am heartburn free after less than two full weeks. I believe my diet was killing me. Never mind that I'm still fat, the last time I was on this diet I lost 75 pounds. Getting weight off is - or has been in the past - easy for me.
It's so easy to slip and fall back into bad habits. My wife, parents, kids and grandkids all make it tough. They don't get it. I always hear things like, "Oh, one won't hurt you. You've been good this week!" It's like offering a hit to a junkie. Worse, I've found that if I'm out of control in one area of my life, then I'm probably screwed up in other areas too.
I gave up smoking years ago. Once I decided that was what I was going to do, it was easy. I like pizza and beer a whole lot more than I liked Marlboros. In fact, the beer thing is a problem. Beer is like liquid bread. It really messes with my system. So for the duration of the diet, beer is verboten.
Here's to memories of ales passed. My next brew is allowed at the 50 pounds off mark.
After about a week of no brew, I'll back to my wrestling training regimen. I entered my Freshman year at 6' and 225# and promptly got killed in the unlimited heavy division. My first opponent went 6'-4" and 350 or so.
Six weeks of 2-a-days later, I was at 177. By the end of the season I wrestled at 167.
But man was I sick of pears in lime jello on lettuce.
Anyway, wish me luck. I have a long way to go.
I have gone back to my diet...
(Hate it. I'm a glutton and I like it.)
...with the usual result. I feel better. I've cut out the processed flour and sugars and dairy completely. My only indulgence is coffee and diet Coke...
(I dig Diet Coke. Don't know why. I like it better than real Coke.)
...The swelling has already gone down in my hands and feet and I am heartburn free after less than two full weeks. I believe my diet was killing me. Never mind that I'm still fat, the last time I was on this diet I lost 75 pounds. Getting weight off is - or has been in the past - easy for me.
It's so easy to slip and fall back into bad habits. My wife, parents, kids and grandkids all make it tough. They don't get it. I always hear things like, "Oh, one won't hurt you. You've been good this week!" It's like offering a hit to a junkie. Worse, I've found that if I'm out of control in one area of my life, then I'm probably screwed up in other areas too.
I gave up smoking years ago. Once I decided that was what I was going to do, it was easy. I like pizza and beer a whole lot more than I liked Marlboros. In fact, the beer thing is a problem. Beer is like liquid bread. It really messes with my system. So for the duration of the diet, beer is verboten.
Here's to memories of ales passed. My next brew is allowed at the 50 pounds off mark.
After about a week of no brew, I'll back to my wrestling training regimen. I entered my Freshman year at 6' and 225# and promptly got killed in the unlimited heavy division. My first opponent went 6'-4" and 350 or so.
Six weeks of 2-a-days later, I was at 177. By the end of the season I wrestled at 167.
But man was I sick of pears in lime jello on lettuce.
Anyway, wish me luck. I have a long way to go.
So what are you going to DO about it?
Lions and tigers and bugbears - OH MY! Excuse me while I knock your tinfoil hat off...
Haven't checked in on Mr. Fitzpatrick in a long time - my loss!
...those who believe in these (conspiracy) theories do so because they want to believe them... (T)he conspiracy theories enable them to see the world in a way that satisfies a need of some sort.
...(T)hose who hold to these conspiracy theories have an obligation to ask themselves why it makes sense for them to picture a world where the particular villains in question — Jews, Freemasons, Halliburton executives, Karl Rove, Bilderbergers, whoever — have so much power to shape our lives. Why does a scenario with this villain make sense for them? It is a question that should be asked, and asking it honestly may open some doors to beneficial self-understanding for conspiracy theorists.
There is another angle to consider: focusing on the machinations of these conspirators can be a distraction that leads one to ignore the impact of the ideas that challenge us in the modern world. Plans for world federalism do not depend upon the existence of the Illuminati or the Bilderbergers for their vitality; they can be found in every faculty room in the country. The theologians who call for a secular humanist interpretation of Christ’s teachings do not depend upon a cadre of Masons in the Vatican for their inspiration. They can go to their local libraries to get that. These ideas will not be defeated through a search for clues to the existence of a secret group that is promulgating them. They must be defeated intellectually in the marketplace of ideas.
One last thing: there is the danger that focusing on these conspiracy theories — in the absence of some new evidence for their existence — can make our side in the culture wars look unserious, even kooky. Anti-communists, defenders of traditional values and those who defend the nation-state system are put on the defensive. Why give that advantage to the opposition? ~James Fitpatrick
Haven't checked in on Mr. Fitzpatrick in a long time - my loss!
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Lions Breathing Fire
INDIANA CATHOLIC MEN’S CONFERENCE
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Indiana Convention Center
Four nationally known speakers:
Tim Staples, Apologist from Catholic Answers,
Bowie Kuhn, past Commissioner of Major League Baseball,
Dr. Jerry Kirk, National Coalition for the Protection of Families
Fr. Francis Mary Stone, Host of EWTN’s “Life on the Rock”
Archbishop Daniel M. Buechlein, O.S.B.
Msgr. Joseph Schaedel
Fr. Daniel Mahan
Fr. Jonathan Meyer
For more information or to register, go to
www.indianacatholicmen.com
Or call (317)888-0873 or (317)924-3982
Mariancntr@aol.com
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Indiana Convention Center
Four nationally known speakers:
Tim Staples, Apologist from Catholic Answers,
Bowie Kuhn, past Commissioner of Major League Baseball,
Dr. Jerry Kirk, National Coalition for the Protection of Families
Fr. Francis Mary Stone, Host of EWTN’s “Life on the Rock”
Archbishop Daniel M. Buechlein, O.S.B.
Msgr. Joseph Schaedel
Fr. Daniel Mahan
Fr. Jonathan Meyer
For more information or to register, go to
www.indianacatholicmen.com
Or call (317)888-0873 or (317)924-3982
Mariancntr@aol.com
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
Choose wisely...
Found in inbox. Thanks to Scott for this one:
While walking down the street one day, a US Senator was hit by a truck and, tragically, died.
He arrived at the Pearly Gates and was met theree by St. Peter.
"Welcome to heaven," said St. Peter. "Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you."
"No problem, just let me in," said the one-time Senator.
"Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from higher up. What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity."
"Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in heaven," said the Senator.
"I'm sorry, but we have our rules."
And with that, St. Peter escorted him to the elevator and he went down, down, down to Hell. The doors opened and he found himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance was a clubhouse and standing in front of it were all his friends and colleagues.
Everyone was very happy and in evening dress. They ran to greet him, shook his hand, and reminisced about the good times they'd had while getting rich at the expense of the people.
They played a friendly game of golf and then dined on lobster, caviar and champagne.
Also present was the devil, who really seemed to be a very friendly sort and who had a good time dancing and telling jokes. They were having such great fun that before the Senator realized it, it was time to go.
Everyone gave him a hearty farewell and waved while the elevator rose.
Up, up, up went the elevator until it stopped and the door reopened on Heaven, where St. Peter was again waiting for him.
"Now it's time to visit Heaven," said St. Peter.
So, 24 hours passed with the senator joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They had a good time and, before he realized it, the 24 hours had gone by and St. Peter returned.
"Well, then, you've spent a day in Hell and another in Heaven. Now choose your eternity."
The Senator reflected for a minute, then he answered: "Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in hell."
So St. Peter escorted him to the elevator and he went down, down, down to Hell.
Now the doors of the elevator opened and he found himself in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage.
He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above.
The devil came over to him and put his arm around his shoulder.
"I don't understand," stammered the senator. "Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened?"
The devil looked at him, smiled and said, "Yesterday we were campaigning...... Today you voted."
While walking down the street one day, a US Senator was hit by a truck and, tragically, died.
He arrived at the Pearly Gates and was met theree by St. Peter.
"Welcome to heaven," said St. Peter. "Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you."
"No problem, just let me in," said the one-time Senator.
"Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from higher up. What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity."
"Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in heaven," said the Senator.
"I'm sorry, but we have our rules."
And with that, St. Peter escorted him to the elevator and he went down, down, down to Hell. The doors opened and he found himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance was a clubhouse and standing in front of it were all his friends and colleagues.
Everyone was very happy and in evening dress. They ran to greet him, shook his hand, and reminisced about the good times they'd had while getting rich at the expense of the people.
They played a friendly game of golf and then dined on lobster, caviar and champagne.
Also present was the devil, who really seemed to be a very friendly sort and who had a good time dancing and telling jokes. They were having such great fun that before the Senator realized it, it was time to go.
Everyone gave him a hearty farewell and waved while the elevator rose.
Up, up, up went the elevator until it stopped and the door reopened on Heaven, where St. Peter was again waiting for him.
"Now it's time to visit Heaven," said St. Peter.
So, 24 hours passed with the senator joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They had a good time and, before he realized it, the 24 hours had gone by and St. Peter returned.
"Well, then, you've spent a day in Hell and another in Heaven. Now choose your eternity."
The Senator reflected for a minute, then he answered: "Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in hell."
So St. Peter escorted him to the elevator and he went down, down, down to Hell.
Now the doors of the elevator opened and he found himself in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage.
He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above.
The devil came over to him and put his arm around his shoulder.
"I don't understand," stammered the senator. "Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened?"
The devil looked at him, smiled and said, "Yesterday we were campaigning...... Today you voted."
It's fun to watch...
the evolution of the Google ads on my blog.
As my emphasis has shifted from sports to religion to politics to the ME war etc, the ads change.
Now I'm seeing an ad for a Jesus ringtone and one for Holy Ghost preaching.
Refresh the page and - Voila! - Peace Studies programs and God Loves Soldiers.
I amuse easily, apparently.
As my emphasis has shifted from sports to religion to politics to the ME war etc, the ads change.
Now I'm seeing an ad for a Jesus ringtone and one for Holy Ghost preaching.
Refresh the page and - Voila! - Peace Studies programs and God Loves Soldiers.
I amuse easily, apparently.
Monday, August 07, 2006
Proof that even a stopped clock is right twice a day...
A cease-fire is not in the best interests of Lebanon. A cease-fire is not in the best interests of Israel. A cease-fire is not in the best interests of the U.S. A cease-fire is not in the best interests of peace and freedom in the Middle East.
A cease-fire now is only in the best interests of Hezbollah and its sponsors in Iran. - Joseph Farah
Amen.
Thursday, August 03, 2006
Posting just to post.
Missed yesterday.
Plenty of stuff to write about today, but I don't really have the time. I may regret my vow to post at least once a day.
I could cheat and snag a YouTube video...
The last two I watched on the situation in the ME were just depressing.
Maybe tomorrow.
Plenty of stuff to write about today, but I don't really have the time. I may regret my vow to post at least once a day.
I could cheat and snag a YouTube video...
The last two I watched on the situation in the ME were just depressing.
Maybe tomorrow.
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
Mi casa, su launch pad?
A picture is worth any number of hyperventilating ... nevermind.
Here is Israeli video evidence of what Israel (and most of the civilized world) knows to be the case:
Hez is using civilians as human shields.
Put things into perspective. How many dead and wounded "civilians" - if there are truly any civilians in the benighted minds of Hezbollah - have been killed or injured in this war?
Compared to how many would have been killed or injured during the carpet bombing necessary to take out a target in the bad old days, that is.
Israel is doing what it can to minimize collateral casualties. Hez would help if they'd quit using the family homestead for a launch site.
OTOH, you've got to see it from Hez's POV. Come out in the open and die.
A picture is worth any number of hyperventilating ... nevermind.
Here is Israeli video evidence of what Israel (and most of the civilized world) knows to be the case:
Hez is using civilians as human shields.
Put things into perspective. How many dead and wounded "civilians" - if there are truly any civilians in the benighted minds of Hezbollah - have been killed or injured in this war?
Compared to how many would have been killed or injured during the carpet bombing necessary to take out a target in the bad old days, that is.
Israel is doing what it can to minimize collateral casualties. Hez would help if they'd quit using the family homestead for a launch site.
OTOH, you've got to see it from Hez's POV. Come out in the open and die.
Sherman was right.
This is one of the most sad, infuriating blogs I've ever read. I feel for zadigvoltaire and his family.
The comments on the blog are a microcosm of the war in the Middle East.
My heart goes out to the Lebanon that should have been.
Hez is a cancer that must be cut out, but Sherman had the right of it. As he so aptly put it, war is indeed all Hell."
I hope the patient can survive the operation.
More Wm. T. Sherman: ""You cannot qualify war in harsher terms than I will. War is cruelty, and you cannot refine it. And those who bought war into our country deserve all the curses and maledictions a people can pour out."
The comments on the blog are a microcosm of the war in the Middle East.
My heart goes out to the Lebanon that should have been.
Hezbollah to the rest of the Lebanese: "We are Lebanon and you are all tourists"
Hezbollah today is deciding the future of all Lebanese. They know best what is good for Lebanon.
They view themselves as the defenders of Islam! They are the storm troopers of the Prophet. Lebanon shlebanon they do not care about it. They do not care about the Arab world. They are the leaders of the whole Islamic world.
"Look the Shiites are much more successful at defending Islam than their Sunni brothers."
Tourism! What tourism? who cares about the economy when God is on your side, promising the ultimate tourist destination: paradise.
And who is going to pay the bills? The Islamic Republic of Iran of course and its yearly US$500 million to their Shiite cavalry in Lebanon.
Hezbollah has metamorphosed from a resistance force to Israel to a resistance force to Lebanon's development and progress.
This bunch of bearded Neanderthals wants us to live like our ancestors did in the 7th Century and nobody can stop them. posted by zadigvoltaire
Hez is a cancer that must be cut out, but Sherman had the right of it. As he so aptly put it, war is indeed all Hell."
I hope the patient can survive the operation.
More Wm. T. Sherman: ""You cannot qualify war in harsher terms than I will. War is cruelty, and you cannot refine it. And those who bought war into our country deserve all the curses and maledictions a people can pour out."
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