The $239 Billion Defeat
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Jews Jaws Four
Shark America Six
Number of Earthquakes in the Past Seven Days: 181
Note: Expect a Disastrous Earthquake on December 26, 2007
Looking for the Peru-Chile Event
Today: Tactics of the Smallville Battle (Part 3--Postponed)
As Julie Andrews in Marry Poppins sang, a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down. So here's the sugar before the medicine.
You are going to think what I am about to tell you is ridiculous; but I understand the value of life and it is not ridiculous; and I understand the Sin of Inaction and how grave that sin is, and it is not ridiculous.
As far as I am concerned, the greatest sins I have ever committed in my life were the same sin twice. Twice I came upon infant birds who had fallen from their nests, and they were looking up at me pleading, do something, do something, but I turned my back on them.
I know, I know, ridiculous; but I have my sins and your have yours. I knew when I turned my back on those baby birds I was committing a sin; and that trying to save those baby birds, even if I failed, would be sugar in the mouth of God.
Since having committed those sins I have carried a wounded Marine through machinegun and mortar fire; I have saved a child from drowning; and I have saved a woman from being hit by a bus; but the sins of not having tried to save those two little lives haunts me still.
So, today I am at the senior lunch, and Gene sitting next to me invites me to a Bible study group on Saturday morning at my favorite cafe; and I say, well, Gene, Christians usually get mad at my interpretations of the Bible; and I gave as an example my opinion that the most important element in the story of David was not his killing Goliath, was not his escaping the wrath of the mad King Saul by eating the shew bread and thereby demonstrating he was insane, was not his beautiful Psalms, but that when he was King of Israel he arranged to have a friend die in battle so he could get into the pants of that friend's wife.
Gene responded to this by saying, yes, but God forgave him and used him further.
So, upon leaving the lunch one of the ladies who cooked today said, Virgil there is a bird here who needs help; and sure as shootin' someone had dropped a baby bird at the the office of the Sheriff, but the deputy could not take care of it so he had left it in the grass with a few scraps of bread.
So you see, here was my great sin facing me again; and when the woman asked me if I would try to save the bird I complied, thinking well, this is a wasted effort but what the hey.
So I took the bird home in the box in which it had been delivered to the Sheriff's substation, and let it out in my front yard.
When I opened the box it flew about ten yards and settled down in the grass.
I felt this was a good sign; but the bird just sat there, its mouth open waiting for mommy or daddy to come along and feed it; and it would not accept anything i tried to give it, dried cherry or bread soaked in water; and soon it would not open its mouth at all when I came around.
But my coming around did not frighten it, and that was a good sign.
I put a shallow bowl of water beside it, and at one point set in it the water thinking it might need a drink, but then I set it out again since obviously this bird was too young to have learned how to drink..
At one point a robin few by with a worm in its mouth, and it seemed it wanted to feed the baby bird, hovering around and landing near by, but for whatever reason it decided not to.
At one point I saw a cat stalking the baby bird and chased it away.
Then, after about six hours the baby bird decided it could hop away from where it had been sitting all day; and further it decided no mommy or daddy would come to feed it; and then...and then...and then, Dear Reader, it flew away.
It was as if as Gene had said of David, Virgil's sin was forgiven.
That's the sugar, the medicine is that word has come in that Jerry Falwell has indeed lost his soul for felony bearing of false witness against the existence of the audible mental telepathy of God's One True Telepath, and participating in the attempted torture-murder of God's One True Telepath.
Thou shalt not kill, thou shalt not bear false witness; these laws are not canceled out by mass agreement to violate them.
It is not a sin for Christians to think my audible mental telepathy is of no importance in the story of God; but it is is a sin for them to bear false witness against the existence of my audible mental telepathy; which Jerry Falwell would tell you if he could only get on TV again.
Jews Jaws Four
Shark America Six
Number of Earthquakes in the Past Seven Days: 181
Note: Expect a Disastrous Earthquake on December 26, 2007
Looking for the Peru-Chile Event
Today: Tactics of the Smallville Battle (Part 3--Postponed)
As Julie Andrews in Marry Poppins sang, a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down. So here's the sugar before the medicine.
You are going to think what I am about to tell you is ridiculous; but I understand the value of life and it is not ridiculous; and I understand the Sin of Inaction and how grave that sin is, and it is not ridiculous.
As far as I am concerned, the greatest sins I have ever committed in my life were the same sin twice. Twice I came upon infant birds who had fallen from their nests, and they were looking up at me pleading, do something, do something, but I turned my back on them.
I know, I know, ridiculous; but I have my sins and your have yours. I knew when I turned my back on those baby birds I was committing a sin; and that trying to save those baby birds, even if I failed, would be sugar in the mouth of God.
Since having committed those sins I have carried a wounded Marine through machinegun and mortar fire; I have saved a child from drowning; and I have saved a woman from being hit by a bus; but the sins of not having tried to save those two little lives haunts me still.
So, today I am at the senior lunch, and Gene sitting next to me invites me to a Bible study group on Saturday morning at my favorite cafe; and I say, well, Gene, Christians usually get mad at my interpretations of the Bible; and I gave as an example my opinion that the most important element in the story of David was not his killing Goliath, was not his escaping the wrath of the mad King Saul by eating the shew bread and thereby demonstrating he was insane, was not his beautiful Psalms, but that when he was King of Israel he arranged to have a friend die in battle so he could get into the pants of that friend's wife.
Gene responded to this by saying, yes, but God forgave him and used him further.
So, upon leaving the lunch one of the ladies who cooked today said, Virgil there is a bird here who needs help; and sure as shootin' someone had dropped a baby bird at the the office of the Sheriff, but the deputy could not take care of it so he had left it in the grass with a few scraps of bread.
So you see, here was my great sin facing me again; and when the woman asked me if I would try to save the bird I complied, thinking well, this is a wasted effort but what the hey.
So I took the bird home in the box in which it had been delivered to the Sheriff's substation, and let it out in my front yard.
When I opened the box it flew about ten yards and settled down in the grass.
I felt this was a good sign; but the bird just sat there, its mouth open waiting for mommy or daddy to come along and feed it; and it would not accept anything i tried to give it, dried cherry or bread soaked in water; and soon it would not open its mouth at all when I came around.
But my coming around did not frighten it, and that was a good sign.
I put a shallow bowl of water beside it, and at one point set in it the water thinking it might need a drink, but then I set it out again since obviously this bird was too young to have learned how to drink..
At one point a robin few by with a worm in its mouth, and it seemed it wanted to feed the baby bird, hovering around and landing near by, but for whatever reason it decided not to.
At one point I saw a cat stalking the baby bird and chased it away.
Then, after about six hours the baby bird decided it could hop away from where it had been sitting all day; and further it decided no mommy or daddy would come to feed it; and then...and then...and then, Dear Reader, it flew away.
It was as if as Gene had said of David, Virgil's sin was forgiven.
That's the sugar, the medicine is that word has come in that Jerry Falwell has indeed lost his soul for felony bearing of false witness against the existence of the audible mental telepathy of God's One True Telepath, and participating in the attempted torture-murder of God's One True Telepath.
Thou shalt not kill, thou shalt not bear false witness; these laws are not canceled out by mass agreement to violate them.
It is not a sin for Christians to think my audible mental telepathy is of no importance in the story of God; but it is is a sin for them to bear false witness against the existence of my audible mental telepathy; which Jerry Falwell would tell you if he could only get on TV again.
posted by Virgil Kret at 7:45 PM
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