Nixon spinning in Grave!

Dear Blogger: You guys remember Watergate? If I recall it was about Richard Nixon ordering a covert operation at the DNC. Purpose, to find out what the democrats were planning for the upcoming Presidential election. Poor Dick Nixon. All he had to do was ask Dept of Justice to raid congressional offices of Democrats. He would have saved his legacy. If you ask me; we as a nation have lost forever precious rights. All cause of Bush's love for Muslims.

We insulted out priceless allies in South America. We have broad washed a whole race of Americans as illegal aliens. We now raid congressional offices of the opposing party. Instead of NSA monitoring the Muslims in the Middle East, the NSA monitors U.S. citizens instead. Now soldiers, our sons and daughters are being framed for killing terrorists. The US Army charge is that they were innocent civilians. Have you ever met a Muslim that wasn't a terrorist?

Iran builds nuclear missiles and threatens USA daily, yet we are too busy admitting mistakes in Iraq and persecuting innocent illegals. Republicans goodbye. You will lose the house in November and the White house on next election.

When my Brother came home from Viet Nam. He had a few bullet wounds in his back. He also received a silver star. Mom hung him from the porch the next day. While he was swinging from rafters, Mom screamed at his body. "I didn't raise cowards." As I buried my brother, mom was whipping me in the hole all the while screaming " Swear to me you'll never run from a fight". I did. I will always harm and destroy Muslims no matter where they are. My heart is black and I bring death to every Muslim that crosses my path.

The Evil of Deception.....

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Updated May 30, 2006

This following post is response to a commentary to an author, who lacked the courage to keep their comment attached to a previous post. So I am going to repost it. So here it is entirety, say for one, the authors name. Observe.....
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I was called a racist because I don't feel like talking to people at the moment. I am 1/2 ojbue indian and Danish. I was called a 1/2 breed while in school. It hurt.I was brought up in a family the taught us that everyone is equal. I don't look at the color of the skin or what God you pray to. I have many dark skinned friend of a nationality's.

So a man is a man. No matter what color of skin he has. There is no room in this world for Racists people.
I am NOT a racist.
So I hope the person who called me that can look deep down and see that.God Bless"

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Some of the biggest "I am not a racist" persons claim to "be this or that" or "have this or that," but they are, on the average, some of the most judgmental, spiteful, and bitter individuals. They claim that they will be always there for you, or claim that, they love you as a friend or whatever. And, they say that they will always be there for you when you need them. Nonetheless, when the moment of truth comes, they will stand over in judgment of you.

This may be because of one's acceptance of another, when they do not. Or, it may be simply that, one decision to stay neutral in the firestorm they may have for another. It is either see it their way or to be shunned, and begrudged forever and break the pledge they made to you. When person promises that, "that they will always be there"---that means something. It means always. It is not beset with conditions, exceptions, or buts --it means no matter what that one is there for each other.

Yes, racism also known as hatred comes in many forms. Any form of hate, against a person, is racism. Any! So, speaking the truth does not mean that ones has to be spiteful, angry, or bitter. The truth is the truth, and always it wills itself out, eventually. So, one makes a statement that, "they will always be there" and are not (absent of death) then it should be able to trust their truthful words--yes? Idealistic--you bet.

The philosophy of one such man espoused such idealism. He spoke of forgiveness. He spoke of setting aside differences. He spoke of "turning the other cheek." To be told who to hate or to dislike is the first step of racism and is the most insidious, "Dont like that person--because I dont!" And, if you dont see it there way, then, "You are not my friend, and I will hate you as well." This is the true form of racism.

And then to hide behind one's God to show one's worthiness is the first deception of a racist of not only of others, but to themselves as well. To claim that, "I have many 'dark skinned friends'" (why do they have to be 'dark skinned' friends. Why are they not simply 'friends' who would say otherwise) then set the condition of the friendship is another manipulation of a racist.

So, one does not like that person. So, be it (that is between you and that person). It does not mean it is a betrayal, if another does, or tolerates them, to be civil to them, or even befriends them. It is what is. Meaning, that each relationship is judged individually.....

There is certain clarity, a truth, if you will when those who espouse their love of their "God" and "equality," and then later set hateful words towards others, or hateful feelings towards are the true racist. So, look deep down and take note of their words and actions. It is insidious, deceitful, and most of all intolerate--and yes even racist.


Side-note: (I have not addressed this issue with other panelists that have posted or commented here, but I will when I return from Chicago next week. I was asked, why did I tolerate this panelist. Simply, to restrict their view points gives them more power to their argument. And, secondly this site is welcomed to ALL viewpoints. I may not like their opinions, and even disagree strongly, but they are entitled to have them. Let the discussion be judged on its own merits).

After all, racism is not limited to a skin color, or an ethnic, or relgious group it is the hatred of another human being that is part of the human race. It is an attitude. Don't think so? Look at this country state of mind regarding illegal immigration and where most of the hateful words and actions is pointed towards.....

Prejudice and Racism

by Gabriel Thrace

Why are we still hearing about prejudice and racist people in America? Shouldn’t things be getting better by now? Why am I still hearing my children call a black person the “n” word or a person from South America a wetback. How about someone from India and Asia? Yeah I have heard it all. Is it fear from the unknown culture? Are these people not people? Why do they have to be labeled as anything at all? We are all people folks no matter the color!

Recently I encountered a racist person who didn't like the idea of me having black people in my house (not that it is anyone’s business who is in my house). Why can’t I enjoy fellowship with people of color in peace? I tell you what the person told me. “Your grandmother would disown you for having black people in your house!” Well… She may but I would stand for what I believe in. People are people after all and you don’t have to come to my house.

I am glad that my children are learning that we all are people and shouldn’t be labeled at all. Yes I live in the south and I know that many older adults were brought up to hate and be racist and prejudice but its time for us to change that. Our generation should make sure it stops or at least try.

I am white but mixed with Cherokee and Irish. Didn’t our founding fathers have hatred for Indians? Didn’t people talk about the Irish and shun them when they come to America? So why did that all change? How did that prejudice and racism change? We need to teach tolerance people or our children will grow up angry at a race they know nothing about. I encourage you to start something like a day out of a month to sit your kids down and have a talk with them about tolerance. Maybe you could put a festival together in your community that encourages heritage day. For instance like having booths set up to teach people about each country and heritage.

Make that change!

The Problem With Lou Dobbs

The Problem With Lou Dobbs

From the Fat Lady Sings Blog

May 10, 2006

The Problem With Lou Dobbs

Where to begin? You see – I don’t really know what to make of the man. On the one hand, his daily harangues against illegal immigration have escalated to the point of absurdity. And it’s always exclusively ‘Mexican’ illegal immigration. You rarely hear him talk about the huge number of Polish or Irish immigrants who enter America sans invitation. Nor do you hear him rail against the paucity of INS agents along the much larger border with Canada. No – he really seems to have a jones for Hispanics, and that levels a charge of bigotry that would seem to have some basis in fact. He even advocated INS agents infiltrating the immigration marches and rally’s that swept through our country last week. That’s so Richard Nixon! I mean – please! So – I think I have him pegged - then he turns around and, quite rightly in my opinion, points out our enormous trade deficit (most especially with China – and I’ll get to that in a moment), excoriates Bush on his ham-handed handling of the nations economy (and just about everything else) and stands up for the ever pressured, now dwindling middle class. It’s as if he’s two completely different people – one who would seem at home attending a meeting of the John Birch society; and another who understands how fucking hard it is out here to make ends meet and is on our side. So what’s the truth? Who is Lou Dobbs, really?

I watched his show last night. He fairly quivered with righteous fury at having the ‘racist’ label hurled at him. I’ve heard him tack this direction before. Mention partiality or bigotry of any kind and he fair fly’s to the moon – his jaws clicking in frustration; intent on defending his besmirched ‘honor’. But is that charge true? Here’s where that wicket gets mighty sticky. He’s concerned about how easily transversed our borders are. Check. He thinks we need more agents to patrol said borders. Check. He blames Vincente Fox for not lifting a finger to stem the tide of Mexican citizens heading north in search of a better life for them and their families. Check. Now we get into murky territory. Lou Dobbs endorses the vigilante ‘Minutemen’ group. He often has their founder on his show promoting the Minutemen and saluting the ‘job’ they are doing. Now – Jim Gilchrist, the Minutemen’s founder has been definitively linked to white supremacist groups. I found that out by using Google and my finger. So I don’t buy that Dobbs would be unfamiliar with this tidbit; and if he was he should have grilled the man on it. I knew the Minutemen were bigots the moment I saw several of their number flying the Stars & Bars. I’m sorry – but the battle flag of the Civil War south only stands for one thing – and everyone who has half a brain knows it. So why give these people a platform if you don’t agree with EVERYTHING they stand for?

Yet – Dobbs seems really sincere in his support for working class America. It was from him I learned that the last textile manufacturing plant in the US had closed – a dreadful circumstance. He constantly harps on the porous nature of our port facilities, and brings up the inequities that have arisen from our burgeoning debt and out of control and ever rising trade deficit. Which brings me around to China. Lou seems China obsessed. Yes, our deficit with China is greater than that of any other trading partner; but they are not isolated in this. Canada is also a problem. So is Mexico and Japan; but Lou harps on China as if they alone stood between American workers and the middle class lifestyle that is the backbone of both our democracy and economy. Could it be the Chinese people themselves he dislikes with an almost mock ferocity? Unfortunately, I don’t have the answer to that question; and because I don’t, I have to question the mans motives. I have learned over time and with a great deal of experience to beware those who sound ‘reasonable’ while stating edgy opinions. Often that ‘reason’ is merely a cover for the snake oil they are trying to slip in under the radar. I always hold off, tempering my good opinion with at least a modicum of good sense while playing the ‘wait and see’ game. Well – I’ve waited, and I’ve seen, and I’m afraid that Mr. Dobbs harbors some deep-seated dislikes of certain ethnicities. What makes this all the more sad is his much appreciated support of and for everyday Americans. I agree with him on many things – but his unquestioning support for the obviously racist Minutemen renders the rest of his opinions suspect.

Now how can someone be reasonable and believable on the one hand; and a stone cold bigot on the other? It is possible. Just look around at your family, your friends, your neighbors. You know someone like this – we all do. I used to try and pick this question apart. It puzzled me to no end; how someone ‘nice’ could also be racist. The two just seemed antithetical. But they’re not. I know and have known people in my life who cared about the environment, donated time and funds to local charitable causes, decried cruelty to any living creature and yet would turn around and use the word ‘nigger’ to my face. A man whom I called friend recently emailed me a terrible, racist, anti-Hispanic joke that just about took my breath away. It was his Cinco de Mayo ‘gift’. And he knew better. He knows me. He is well aware of my views on the subject. And he did it anyway; essentially ending any possibility of a meaningful relationship between us. And he didn’t think he was being a bigot, by the way. He didn’t see that it was bad or wrong. He actually thought it was funny and was taken aback by my fury. This man is not some knuckle-dragging, sheet wearing Nazi fanatic. He’s quite ordinary. Quite normal. Much like Lou Dobbs. So I’m betting Mr. Dobbs doesn’t see it either; this connection between what he promotes and being a bigot. I’m sure were he to read this essay he would take great umbrage. But that doesn’t change the facts. I’m sorry for you, Lou. Your good idea; namely protecting our borders and controlling immigration - is getting lost in the attached undercurrent of ethnic separatism. You have gotten in the way of your own message.

Spring Cleaning

by Hari Seldon

I have been doing some reviewing of old essays that I have written. I am waxing melancholy as I read over them. Each one of them tears away piece of me, bit by bit, and yet is somewhat restorative. Interesting. I am renewed. The semester for school is almost over and I have one last task to complete. I will take a couple days to reenergize and return to blogging shortly. One does not try blog when it end semester crunch. Nothing but brain damage can come of it. Raw emotion and adrenaline do not mix.

So, what to do for a posting? I will leave you with image above and old essay below. I wrote this three years ago for my Chinese language I was taking. I was going to school part time and working full time and another part time job to supplement my income before my student loans kicked in. At any rate, I was going through one of my moods that is described my astrological sign, and was have a bipolar moment. So, I vented in my paper and discovered that I am really ready to settle down, in a fashion, but first I must finish school. I am no good to anyone bittered. Finish the goals set. Hmph.

Observe.....

Chinese Festival: Men Have Biological Clocks, Too

It had been a long night; my relief shift for graveyard failed to come in to work. I stewed; once again, I had failed to trust my instincts. I wanted to blame someone, naturally I blamed the person who was to relief me, of course, but ultimately I blamed myself. I had seen this coming and I did nothing to prepare for it. My feet ached as well as my body. It was not a coincidence that when I am wrapped in emotional turmoil I feel stiffness and pain. So, there I waited for the morning to arrive as I busied myself with shift duties to keep my mind distracted. It did not work.

My mind replayed countless scenarios of why the entity – I can not honestly refer to “it” as a person, because a person knows the value of consideration to other human beings – had not called, but I knew why. Today had been payday, and this entity had given its two weeks notice four days earlier. So, I and my mind eventually settled and stewed, every thought ebbing at my consciousness, which churned and twisted the fury within, seemingly, unbearably in the moment of forever until I wanted to snap. However, the raging winds dissipated into nothingness not unlike a funnel cloud disappearing because the realization of my isolation impacted me in the stillness of the night.

I stood there alone in the stillness, behind the counter, looking at all the displays of snacks, candy and groceries. The mirror of my life had reminded me, that the anger I felt, was not of betrayal, but of loneliness. I had no wife and kids to share my disappointment and feel angry with me. Finally, the darkness ended and my morning relief showed. However, my dark mood returns when the morning person conveys to me that the store manager had been aware of the entity’s treachery. My manager left on a camping trip with her family for the weekend. I stewed momentarily as I rushed home to get some sleep before my afternoon at the Chinese festival….

My melancholy mood waned as I groggily stretched out my arm to turn off my alarm clock. It was 1:30 p.m. and my sleep had been disrupted throughout the morning to make arrangements for covering shifts for the rest of the weekend, because of the missing entity from the night previous. I laid in the stillness of the afternoon, only to surrender to a shower and clothes to wear for the day. I was running late. So, I grabbed my book bag as I rushed for the bus that would connect me to the light rail and eventually another bus.

I made descent time to other end of town, where the Chinese Festival was going to be – the University of Denver (DU). October 1^st, had been China’s national holiday, it is the equivalent to the United States’ July 4^th, and the local association was putting on festivities for the University and the community. At any rate, I had made decent time, unfortunately however I had forgotten the flyer to which building the events were going to take place. The old rust bucket of my mind evoked the address 2065 E. Evans. It was wrong of course, but I searched for the address anyway. Alas, the campus of DU is huge and I was walking in circles. I had to perform an unnatural act, for an American male anyway; I had to ask for directions. I found myself standing at the campus library, upon entering the doors, I saw a young Asian woman behind the circulation desk and a momentary feeling of relief wafted over my body as I approached.

She unfortunately, for me, did not know of the event – but suggested the multicultural building. Make sense right? However, I dismissed it, because the address of the building did not match my memory. I left and pondered what to do next. I looked over the vastness of the campus and decided to return to the library. I asked the young woman once more, but this time I looked at the addresses again – the multicultural building was on 2025 Race. In other words, across the street where all the parked cars were, and the building was adjacent to them. As I entered the build, I saw through the glass doors a mass of people, children playing, vendors selling the wares and upon entering I smelled the odor of food drifting in the air of the corridors.

As I wend my way through, I eventually ran into my instructor, my laoshi, for Chinese standing at the ticket table. I greeted her in Chinese, and listened to her speak to the ticket attendant on the price of my ticket. She explained to me that I had missed the first performance, but there would be another at 6 p.m. While I waited, I gathered materials on local Chinese schools that immersed children and adults in the language and customs of China. I wandered through the hallways observing families, and I sampled various dishes, one of which reminded of bak lava from Greece, a fried tortilla cut in triangles, and breaded rice with beef and curry. I also had several different pastries with red beans, and I eventually settled for a bowl of rice, chicken and peppers.

I watched families interact. Listened to them speak in Chinese. I even attempted to explain in Chinese, that I was learning the language in school. They smiled at me, like a grade school child learning to speak his first words, and were patient with me. No offense was taken. One has to rollover first, before one can crawl, and one has to crawl, before one can walk, and walk before one can run. Children’s laughter rang throughout the hallway, mothers and fathers strolled with their kids in tow, and I felt like an anthropologist observing in his first field assignment – out of place and unnerved.

However, the unsettling feeling of calmness coursed throughout me, and an immense sense of awe eventually over took me, as I watched the performers on stage. I listened to the emcees announce each act, my ear slowing picking up each word as they spoke in the language I was learning. I watched the dancers, singers, instrumentalists play. I watched families in the darkness of the theater, some holding their children on their laps, take pride in celebrating their heritage, their customs and their children. I watched a community of people – a family of people – willingness to pass along traditions to another culture, and realized how much of an American I am. An infant in the vastness of time comparatively and I embraced the awe. Understanding that the values of patience, tradition and family. And, finally also understood the unsettling feeling of calmness – one cannot deny the traditions of existence and family. It has worked for the Chinese for over 5,000 years, and it will work for me, given time and patience. It is the legacy of the family that is the culture’s immortality, and I now, understand my desire for family – to pass along my own little bit of immortality. After all, men have biological clocks, too.

Your a special American?

Dear Bloggers: Every other blog lately has an opinion about Illegal Aliens, specifically with Mexicans. Did I miss something? Hey you reading this blog!. If your an "American", guess what? YOUR A WETBACK TOO! Oh wait, before you claim that you entered legally with a "visa" I say to you, then your a deserter.

You deserted your country in tatters and came to the USA. What scumbags we all are. Many people from the world come to the USA, but don't stay. They go back their countries. Why didn't your relatives go back? What made them feel so special, that they felt they could break the "law" and stay in America.

Something else. Did Mexicans bring down the Trade Towers? Did the Mexicans kill 2,899 of our Sons and Daughters in Iraq? Is Osama bin Laden Mexican? Is Mexico threatening USA and Israel daily with Nuclear weapons like Iran? Wake the fuck up please. Those Mexicans even share our God. THE ENEMY IS ISLAM, are you too scared to face it? Does the Muslim next door frighten you into silence? Take it from me. They die just as easily as anybody else.

In regard to Mexicans waving their flags during protests and refusing to "assimilate". During the American Civil War. The Irish the "Mexicans" of that time. Felt they had assimilated enough into America. That when congress passed a law. Letting the wealthy hire the poor to take their place in the Civil War. The Irish rioted in New York under the banner, that "they didn't come from Ireland to die for Niggers" The Irish hanged 1000's of Innocent Black men,women and children in New York. To this day Harlem has never regained their pre civil war population. Mexicans just want to work. Muslims want to kill you.

A moment to laugh

Sometimes one forgets to laugh at their own silliness and seriousness of their own life. Here is such an opportunity to do so from the vaults of YouTube TV:

Star Trek Cribs - The Director's Cut by G4tv.com

My Take On The Da Vinci Code

I have read The Da Vinci Code... twice. Both times I truly enjoyed it and will read it again someday. I believe there are 3 main facets of this book...

1. The writing style. I love the way Dan Brown writes. He doesn't try to cram a ton of information in at one time. He spreads out explanations in little chunks throughout the entire book (as he does with his other books). So, unlike authors such as James Patterson, you don't go into info-overload. He isn't overly descriptive either.. A pet peeve of mine... IE: "her long chestnut hair was flowing in the balmy spring breeze like the poppies in a field..." *gag*

2. The mystery & clues. I absolutely LOVE mysteries! But the way Dan delivers it... the clues aren't all in the book... you have to "go outside" of the story. That is so intriguing to me. And, because of his writing style, the internal clues are not diluted. You actually have a chance at following them.

3. The most controversial... The storyline. The Great Debate. The way I see it... most people either hate or love the book because of the ideas put forth. I think people need to realize... it's a story. A work of fiction that uses bits and pieces of facts to make it work. Whether or not you believe in the possibilities that Jesus & Mary were married, it's still just a story.

I am not a religious person, but I am spiritual. Do I believe there was a Jesus Christ that walked the earth and was crucified? Absolutely. Do I believe he was the son of God? No. Do I believe he was married to Mary and that they conceived a child? I think it's not an unreasonable suggestion. Do I believe there is a great network of men and women that protect the secret of the bloodline of Jesus... Not really.

All in all, it just boils down to this... It was an amazingly well written and entertaining story and I can't wait to see the movie.

To the owner of the blog.

LOL must suck to live in fear of others. I rather not live if that was my only choice. --edited--

Here let me help. Heres my addresses. Anybody want to come over and do something bout me your welcome 24/7. I dont use guns I prefer knives or my own hands. You of course are free to choose any weapon you like. If you need anymore prodding. Hmm, how this. Mohammad was a camel humper and a child molestor. If your not Catholic your dammned. Anything else come to mind that you want to try to hurt me over. Please come tell me in person. Hurry though I leave to Europe in June. Untill then to those that hate me. I was owning when you were leaking down your jackal of a moms thigh.

I'll leave the light on for ya. LMAO (Bring some friends too Please!)
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You need to grow a pair son.

LMAO CHILDISH YOU SAY? Son its you kind that makes us weak. Lets see here, you say i try to lie and confuse the issue. "Socrates: we make war so we can live in peace" "Homer The wise man in peacetime prepares for war" Livy: He who conquers endures". Now Mr. I am so peacefull, Do those statements made 2-3000 years ago apply today? Your kind was there when the walls of Rome fell and your kind died there as well. Sorry Man you love the muslims so much why arnt u a muslim then? or better yet go to muslimland see how long your ideas keep you alive there. LOL Peacefreaks that always think with thier hearts but you are the first to flee like women when its time to defend the kids.

Neo Nazis will die.

Dear Bloggers: I can't wait till the Nazis come to my towm :) I am blonde, blue eyed and just itching to knife some Nazis in the liver here. Please God send them to my town, PLEASE I BEG YOU!

Extremists Declare 'Open Season' on Immigrants: Hispanics Target of Incitement and Violence

As the public debate over immigration reform has taken center-stage in American politics and public life, white supremacists, neo-Nazis and other racists have declared "open season" on immigrants and attempted to co-opt and exploit the controversy by focusing their efforts -- and their anger -- on the minority group at the center of the controversy: Hispanics.

As a result, to a level unprecedented in recent years, America's Latino immigrant population has become the primary focus of hateful and racist rhetoric and extreme violence -- aided, abetted and encouraged by America's white supremacist and racist haters.

Spurred in recent weeks by the debate on Capitol Hill and the groundswell of grassroots activism in support of America's immigrant community, extremists have become increasingly emboldened by, and fixated on, the controversy over immigration policy, encouraging their supporters to capitalize on the issue by encouraging anti-immigrant activism, and even violence against all Hispanics.

While white supremacists have for many years attempted to exploit rising anti-immigration sentiments in the U.S., the level and intensity of their attacks against Hispanics has reached dangerous new highs, with right-wing extremists joining anti-immigration groups, distributing anti-immigrant propaganda and holding frequent anti-immigration rallies and protests.

As a result, Hispanics, regardless of their citizenship or immigration status, increasingly are becoming the targets of hatred and violence from hardcore white supremacists.

A Brief Announcement

I have added a space where other webloggers can advertise their website. This month I have chosen one of those that has had a major influence over me the past few months. She is one of the nicest persons I have met since joining the community of bloggers. She like me, this site's adminstrator, is going to college, embarking on a similar quest of exploration of discovery in the business world.

In her blog, she entails her narrative of her life's personal journey. She discourses on her hopes, dreams, family, and friends. We get to see a snapshot of her life with the trials and tribulations and her journey with Chronic PID. She has created a support group on Yahoo, while taking care of her father who had a heartattack few months back, and her three children. She will make you think, cry, and laugh. So, please "click on" the rent-my-blog and visit her website today!

A Response: Da Vinci Books Sucks

image by Battlerock

By Hari Seldon

Someone asked me the other day, why I set up this post? What does the term "liminal" mean? The simple answer is---"transition." But as with all things, it is a little more complex. Right now this nation is a precipice, a moment in history to either to embrace the opportunity for the next step in our civil evolution and go beyond our fear, or to retreat and be stuck into darkness. Essentially, this is the moment, where we are seeing history at the "threshold" of discovery, where choices seem to be obscure by emotionalism, and where technology is bringing clarity to our physical world.

One example of this obfuscation can be witnessed in the posting by one of our panelists, whether to incite, or simply irrational, brings the discussion in focus of what kind of people do we want to be? Are we the kind people that disseminate fear, intolerance, and ignorance? Or, are we something more, beyond our base emotions. Are we a nation of greatness, with broad shoulders that can handle not just the easy celebratory moments---but the darkest moments of the hearts? Can we accept the ugliest of the world, in fact, embrace as a part of our nature? Or do we cut ourselves in half? Trying to shield ourselves in reality and hide in the emotionality of religiosity.

In the posting below, you see the metaphor of two types: the confusion of fiction as fact and allegory as literalism. The panelist seems to think that by spewing hate, misinformation, hasty generalizations that they are convincing us that their perspective is valid. All they have done is proven that the irrationality of their discourse and the inanity of their of intolerance. You may ask, why allow such venom and obvious ignorance to be posted? Simply to hide it, to censor it, does not allow the opportunity to learn, to reject, and ignore such childlike behavior. We must always shine the light on such destructive and emotional attitudes.

To understand that such emotions are grounded in fear that fear makes one small that fear blinds oneself with ignorance that fear closes opportunities; and, fear destroys the spirit and our relation with the Universe. Understanding this, the allowance of this panelist is primary, because to obstruct it, allows it to fester in darkness and the opportunity to mushroom as well as sow the seeds of distrust, deceit, and self delusion. To shine the light on such myopic viewpoints gives us the ability to properly discern our role with our own spirituality as humans, as a nation, and as a community citizen of the world.

One final point to answer to reply to directly: all of these areconcerns trivial. They are just a book, or movies, after all, and as such mutable. Meaning they are subject to the culture that retransmits them. If you fear that Catholicism is under attack, it is your own rejection of reality and aspect of rationality that you are seeing the mirror of your own rage and instability. As does Islam and as does any religion. And to redress, the return, to advocate for the KKK makes their idealism all the prove the audience needs to turn away your argument of ill conceived notion of validity. After all, it’s just another day in paradise and as a nation living well....

Da Vinchi book sucked!

What a load of crap that book was. The idea that Jesus married Mary Magdalene and had kids. LMAO could you be stupider? How about this as a next movie. Mohammads life story. He was a camel thief, had a 200 woman harem. Also he committed horrible sexual acts on camels. That would be a great movie yes? Oh, wait the studios don't want to get Muslims mad only Catholics.

If the book was this bad I dread the movie. I mean Tom Hanks is ok ,but he's no Laurence Olivier. Bloggers my question is? How come no Muslims parade in USA saying that Osama and Iran are wrong? You have millions of Immigrants prosteting daily to stay here, but no Muslim parades? Why are we not raiding Mosques and removing the criminal illegal Muslims? Its not like the pagans are picking lettuce. Their sleeping cells waiting for the Muslim bosses order to attack.

Notice how we turned down the barbarians from handling the ports, Boom gas prices up through the roof. Yea we good pals.

I always found the KKK to be stupid and baseless as they attacked Black Americans. To me that's like attacking pilgrims from the Mayflower. What we need now is a new KKK, a pure KKK made up of all Americans except for Muslims.

Burning Crosses should be impaled on Muslims and let them serve as an example. Mexicans didn't bring down our beloved towers. It was the sand people, the followers of the devils Prophet. it was Islam.

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I did a bad thing last night.

Hi all! I am superstoned lmao. Last night I bought a very old whiskey and had some. Today or just now I downed 3 shots lol. Wheeeeeeeee. So Ijust finished seeing a crappy movie called "seed of chucky" holy mackerel it was weird and stupid, but lol I watched it through the end lol! It was nice seeing Jennifer Tilly with some meat on the bones, lol. I don't know why men like me love women's breasts.

Oh yea I am sure 1000's of reasons in the mind game biz and medical can explain it. Just for me the bigger the better, that's how I roll. Its weird when you think back of your childhood and the games,toys you played with. It shocks you into time reality when you see what kids play today with. As kids I remember my cousin and I playing stalk Godzilla in the backyard. One of us would have a BB gun and the other a bag of M80's. Even at the mines we kids would find time to play anything. Our favorite game there was pitching scorpions, same rules as pitching pennies. Whoever got stung less won. I have so much in my head but by now the booze is heavy on the brain.

It would be just more ramblings from a drunken old fool. Inst -edited- pretty. Her lovely face and eyes are so symbolic of a fresh young girl full of life and ideas. when you meet an oldewr woman shes diffrent than a young woman. you can see it in the eyes, the pain of life and its joys and faliures. A young lass her eyes are wide eyes and open no bittnerness or future preconcived notions. just beautifull acceptance of waqy life is. bye i AM OUT TY -HS-for your invite I am sure your regretting it by now lmao ill undertsnad if if you take me off no hard feelings man.

Wanted! More Predators at Myspace!

by Medea Crete

To follow with Hari Seldon's post about the media attacks on MySpace and the rest of the internet is something that should be front and center in the minds of parents and the like.


Hari's question is MySpace responsible?? To a point yes and to a another point, no. MySpace I am sure was not intended to create internet stalkers and others who are sexually deviant. The part where MySpace has failed was with moderation. Where are the owners of this site at when there was this "breakdown" of the site? When it boils down to it... It is the site owners responsibility to police, if you will, the actions held on their respective sites. The site owners responsiblity to report any behavior or activiity that is inappropriate.

Who wants to be a member of MySpace? Not me! I don't want to be affiliated by any means with these weirdos across the world. This is a generalization, yes, but a good one indeed. You never hear of a good story about MySpace. But when do you ever hear of good stories about anything? We all fail to assure the positive along with the negative. We as people tend to be negative regarding recognition.

The internet is a breeding ground for every kind of offender out there. Not only can predators prey on your children in person, they can prey on them on-line in the comfort of their own homes. And really no child or adult is safe... Adults are equally at risk alongside children. There are gullible adults willing to fall for stupid tactics that usually end up in rape.

The point to be had here is MySpace is not the only place this is happening... It's happening everywhere!! Recently in the news there has been two men of Homeland Security have been arrested. These are the very same men "trying" to protect our citizens and our borders and maintain the integrity of our Country. Well they failed miserably. This point brings up that no matter where you are or where you work you potentially are working or breathing the same air as someone who wants to prey on your loved ones.

We need to be proactive with our children and naive adults and educate them about these bad men or women trying to hand out virtual candy.

Introduction by site publisher: This week subject is in regard to Dateline NBC report on Myspace.Com, and local reports on sexual predators and identity thieves. The question is who is ultimately responsible for their children's welfare, when it comes to the Internet? Parents? Lawmakers? Or, Myspace.com? The postings to follow will share their perspective with us and all opinions on comments are welcomed---Hari Seldon...
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Internet and Children
by Gabriel Thrace

In today’s world we have become accustomed to certain things as adults. Chatting online and an Instant message popup from a friend or even from people we don’t know. Even going to a chat room to us seems harmless.

What about our children? Should they feel safe on the Internet? My answer would be yes but it is a fact that they are being sexually solicited online by predators. These are Sick people who find preying on young people amusing and arousing.

In the news recently MySpace© has been under fire for young children being exploited. Should they be the only ones who are being attacked? I don’t think so. I think that the parents should also be under fire. Where were they? Awareness needs to be made out there and the parents should monitor their children’s activities on the Internet.

As a mother of 3 young children, 1 being a teen, I follow their every move. They have rules on the Internet just as they would go out to the movies with friends. Private chat rooms only that the parents setup, Instant messages only from people they and the parents know. Monitor emails also. Think this is invasion of privacy? Good! Because you have to know who they are talking to!!!!

I know you can’t be there for them for everything but please inform your children on what to do if they do receive an email or a person who is seeking personal information about them. The computer is not a new babysitter that took over the TV or the game systems. It is very dangerous.

As for chat clients and other online communities, try to give out information on what to do if they are approached by someone and needs help in getting away.

Remember; Don’t always believe the TYPE!!!!!

So it begins....

by Hari Seldon



Hello. My name is Hari Seldon. In the past few weeks, I have watched a great amount of turmoil, angst, and scathing bitterness within the small protective community world known as America. It seems to me that, the raw emotion comes from our own temerity of the uncertain and has become tangible, even palpable to the hearts and minds of the American republic. It seems that, America, us, the people of it, are on the brink of a precipice awaiting a fall into a pit of vipers and a world of disillusionment.

As a result, great apathy for responsibility, honesty, integrity, and ethics has become an under current of malevolence in the hearts of the citizenry, where the beacon of liberty, democracy, and light for humanity has been shrouded in obfuscation and fear.

This is the type of fear that brings ugliness to the human condition and harms the spiritual nature of the self and a nation. So, when the main writer of The Stewart Consortium (TSC) and I talked of the issues of religion, illegal immigration, sexual abuse, responsibility, and community, we understood that we may not always agree, but how we, as citizens, participate in discourse, argumentation is as important and is a greater in how we ought to be have towards our fellow citizens of the globe.

We, the US citizenry, are only one aspect of this blue marble; and although, our gravitas tend to stoke the ire of some, for the most part, Americans are a grand example of humanity’s potential greatness. So, when the writer of the TSC asked, if we could forge together—a “communitas” (Victor Turner, 1969)—community that illustrated the world in “liminality” (Ibid)—transition.

Both of these words are from the world of anthropology, and from one of our favorite and notable anthropologist, Victor Turner, and although he is work is viewed as significant, he has not been considered as laudable as Durkheim or Geertz. Nevertheless, his contributions, Turner’s, gives us insight that we sometimes overlook in the culture of the human condition. His assertion that, we as humans are in state of “betwixt” and “between” at certain moments of culture, and that some are grand sweeping in macro scale, and while other moments can be observed in the micro. This state in transitory, a moment, if conscious of it, one would notice “crossing of threshold” of liminality, but this moment is fleeting, non permanent, and furthermore is a reflective.

In addition, this reflection is often representative of the popular culture of the “moment”—but also repeatable in the grand scheme of the “core values” of the hegemonic culture itself. Some may term this as the “rites of passage,” or “cycles of revitalization” (Wallace, 1960) that forwards the hegemony of the culture small and grand.

Our admiration of Victor Turner’s perception, prescription, and “postscription” (after affects) of culture as being a “story arc” like “dramas" and cyclical is that, in so being, life as always liminal whether ritualized, socialized, encultured, or for that matter an “opiate for the masses.” We are an ever changing world in transition. Thus, we as authors felt that a page within The Stewart Consortium may better shone the variety of people here in the US, but across the globe.

Therefore, this website will be dedicated to the showing of: how different cultures, different peoples’and their own personal narratives affect their daily lives of friends, families, and society while they navigate from day to day in an ever changing world--The Liminal World...

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