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Rumors abound that Zarqawi has moved on to meet those 72 Virginians in the sky.
Last weekend, the entrepreneurial Andy Chapman got some advice from a fairly notorious Mississippi businessman.
Thanks to Pastor Pelton for this great Spurgeon quote:
"If sinners will be damned, at least let them leap to hell over our bodies. And if they will perish, let them perish with our arms about their knees imploring them to stay. If hell must be filled, at least let it be filled in the teeth of our exertions and let no one go there unwarned and unprayed for."
- C.H. Spurgeon
This is too good to be true. The liberal press is truly coming unhinged and is self-destructing before our very eyes. Drudge is reporting that this exchange took place between a reporter (Elizabeth) and WH Press Secretary Scott McClellan.
Before I post a snippet, one must ask this important question: If a journalistic publication goes to press with a fake story that impugns the US military and risks ruining a tenuous alliance with the Pakistani government while inciting riots responsible for the deaths of at least 17 people, who should bear the brunt of the blame? Hint: It's not Newsweek.
Give up? The United States government, of course. Duh!
Okay, now for the exchange:
Q With respect, who made you the editor of Newsweek? Do you think it's appropriate for you, at that podium, speaking with the authority of the President of the United States, to tell an American magazine what they should print?
MR. McCLELLAN: I'm not telling them. I'm saying that we would encourage them to help --
Q You're pressuring them.
MR. McCLELLAN: No, I'm saying that we would encourage them --
Q It's not pressure?
MR. McCLELLAN: Look, this report caused serious damage to the image of the United States abroad. And Newsweek has said that they got it wrong. I think Newsweek recognizes the responsibility they have. We appreciate the step that they took by retracting the story. Now we would encourage them to move forward and do all that they can to help repair the damage that has been done by this report. And that's all I'm saying. But, no, you're absolutely right, it's not my position to get into telling people what they can and cannot report....
Q Are you asking them to write a story about how great the American military is; is that what you're saying here?
UPDATE:
Erif Pfeiffer, who pens NRO's 'Beltway Buzz' blog, tells us a little more about this reporter and her, not so pro-Bush background.
Broad assertions and incendiary language are nothing new to Elisabeth Bumiller. I was first to report back in March that during a presidential press conference, on the topic of Paul Wolfowitz, Bumiller loaded her question by describing Wolfowitz as, “a chief architect of one of the most unpopular wars in history.”
More here.
I have decided to delete my Passing Wisdom featurette. Its time has passed and is now in the past. Pass me a fork: it's done.
Okay, one last time for old time's sake:
Passing Wisdom (church marquees of note):
* Ideals of success can sometimes become idols of success.
* What on earth are you doing for Heaven's sake
* Jesus is returning. Resistance is futile.
* Be your child's soul provider.
* In case of rapture, this building will go for cheap.
* If your horse is dead, then for heaven's sake, dismount!
* God answers knee mail.
* When you fail to give thanks, God notices.
* Without the Bread of Life, you are burnt toast!
* G00D without GOD is just 0.
* Let us help you study for the Final Exam.
* Life is a jigsaw puzzle and God is the missing piece.
* Christian. It's not just a title. It's a lifestyle.
* Sin is a small word but is always followed by a large sentence.
* Jesus likes you. Jesus really likes you.
We have a little commute to church and on the way back must make sure that our kids don't fall asleep or else we can kiss a reasonable bedtime for everyone goodnight. So, if after a few cds, we see some nodding off or droopy eyelids, we take quick action and begin a game of riddles. This always invigorates the little sleepyheads into demonstrating their mental prowess through the contrivance of riddles that would test even Solomon's limits.
Here's a little sampling of our two girls, R and G, and our 3 year old son J.
G: (Looks out window to thing of riddle) Okay, I'm white.
R: You have to give us more clues than that, G!
Everyone: The moon? Clouds? Stripes on the road? That house? The cars?
G: Nope. Do you give up? A polar bear!
Mommy: I am something that helps a farmer.
J: A kid!
Mommy: No...
R: A cow!
Mommy: You have to ask the right questions!
J: A seahorse!
(Answer: Tractor)
R: I don't have any cars, people, or things on me.
Everyone guessing: A ditch? A road? The moon? The sun?
R: No, I don't have any space.
Daddy: A black hole?
R: No! Remember, I don't have any space. Give up?
Daddy: I give up. What are you?
R: I'm nothing!
This is what's so cool about south Louisiana: you have places like this that exist all over the place. Kathleen and I once went down to a town near Houma and visited a family that would host about 50 to 60 people (about $15 a person), fed you out of their own kitchen, then the whole family (father, mother, and four daughters) sang a bunch of lovely cajun songs. It was beautiful and typified nicely what makes Louisiana such a culturally sweet place.
Well, my brother David lives down in Baton Rouge, with two of my other brothers Benjamin and Samuel. David and Benjamin made a cool little discovery right in their own apartment complex.
The Whiskey Widows
The apartment complex where we live caters mostly to older people, so there are relatively few other college students. When I recently discovered that my Greek professor lives here, I was invited by her to meet another resident, an 87-year-old widow whose husband was lieutenant governor under Earl K. Long. Every day at 5 o'clock this woman has an open-door policy, which means that anyone can stop by and she provides them with a drink.
So Benjamin and I went last Friday and had whiskey and conversation with a bunch of older women (a few men, too). It was great. We stayed for two hours. What a great thing it is to spend time around people who are older than you. We should probably do it more. Of course, when one is offered free drinks, it comes more easily.
A great line from The Muppet Movie:
Fozzie the Bear peers into the old church and sees Dr. Teeth's band The Electric Mayhem. He turns to Kermit and says, "They don't look like Presbyterians to me!"
Caught the second flight to Johannesburg
And could still the sight glimpse of her dress red and
Falling or nearly so a time or two in hot pursuit
Of nights in Chicago and Miami that remember themselves,
I can barely relay a blur of lights and neon flashes
Through my window eases the cool, city breeze
As the plane lifts, I find the darkness quieting
My mind drifts to Africa and words convincing
Enough with arguments and hopeful promises
Hiding in clubs thick with foreign accents
Her smile flickers in recognition of friends
Longing for morning, I lose myself to dreams
Of finding Africa and my love in its shadow.
©2005 Joseph Hogue
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