WAKE up!!!!!!

1. is condi under the influence of some powerful hallucinogen? is the entire current US administration?
   
2. can someone tell me how, exactly, 36 children posed a security threat to israel? and wtf was israel thinking ... killing them????
   
3. what is with this hate fest we got goin' on here? does insulting your opponent, calling them stupid or evil, make you feel like your penis is three sizes bigger, or what?!!! am i the only one that is SICK and TIRED of reading this drIBble?
   
4. wtf was israel thinking, bombing a UN observer post?
5. how does an airport and an electrical power plant pose a security threat to israel?
6. how many lebanese are worth 2 israeli soldiers?
7. why is it terrorism when saddam attacks kuwait, but its 'self defence' when israel attacks lebanon?
8. what the hell have those jokers (that call them selves world leaders) been doing these past several years? why-the-f*ck is osama bin laden STILL at large?
9. what is israel hiding? why won't it let the UN partake in its investigation of the outpost bombing? is it so they won't have witnesses when they whitewash it and make it go away?
10. if one or more of those UN observers had been american, would the wording of the UN resolution been stronger?
11. will dubya, blair, and anyone who thinks these apes are 'handling the situation' ... will these people EVER get their heads OUTTA their asses?
12. why are there such different presentations and level of detail provided in the news casts, depending on whether i watch CNN, CBC or BBC?
    
13. can someone tell me why a herbicide resistant canola seed that is sterile poses a contamination risk to the food chain? has there ever been a documented case of illness or death?
    

i know ... i know ...
many of these questions
are unpopular ...
and you may not
even think they are
the right questions
to ask
but ...
i just hafta ask
them anyway

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How to make velvet acid

Ingredients: 5 parts compassion 5 parts daffodil 3 parts fury

Method: Blend at a low speed for 30 seconds. Stand back and let the sparks settle. handle with caution!

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ever get that feeling?
like ...
a stuffy brain?
when i get
a stuffy nose
i run to
dristan nasal spray
WTF do i do
to treat
a stuffy brain?

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i just LOVE this tune and, so HAD to share it with y'all!




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yes ... kandahar.
and yes, in saskatchewan.
hmmm.
never heard of it, have you?

its a little town
along the yellowhead highway
that takes travellers to edmonton.
so ... here we are.
driving along in our z24.
cruisin the prairie highway.

thinking hard about
someone we recently lost.
a dear someone.
our dog. an afghan hound.
and .... hmmm.

out of nowhere
comes this tiny green sign.
at the side of the road.
KANDAHAR. it says.

and i am convinced
that was a message from blazer.
a visit from his spirit.
to comfort us.
i felt it.

and the sign?
it made me smile.

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just got back from visiting my oldest and dearest girlfriend in alberta. she is a divorced, single mother of three kids: 15, 12 and 9 years old. her kids' father has little involvement in their upbringing. it was interesting for lupin and me to see how someone else raises their kids. very interesting indeed. it made me wonder ...

• should children growing up learn proper manner?
• should we really still be spanking our children to force their compliance?
• when does a spanking stop and a beating begin?
• and what of the way it makes a child feel?
• does not this, in and of itself, make it wrong?

i remember being spanked
at 2 years old
with a wooden ruler
because i peed my pants.
my dad was angry.
and so i got spanked.
i never forgot
the way it made me feel --
ego crushed.

• is that how we want to be remembered by our kids?
• and what of setting limits?
• is it not compassionate and necessary to teach them how to function in society?
• should a 9 year old boy still be sleeping with his mother?
• or screaming from the bed the second he awakes 'mom i'm hungry!'
• really? should he?

i'm not the mum of the century,
but my boy can function in society --
you know,
has manners,
and self-sufficient independence.
he would never dream
of showing off to visitors
how well he can fart or belch ...
that IS rude, isn't it?

it's so easy to collect children - you know, a they are sort of status symbol - but how sad that few of us realize how very difficuly it is to raise them properly. it is so much easier to give in and let them have their way. how sad for those kids. how sad for the parents, too. that they have so little regard for their task as parents.

i would just like to add that the value of fathers is SOOOOOO under-rated. a child needs its father. especially a boy. to all you fathers out there ... know that you absolutely do make a difference in the lives of your children. you are NOT just the banker or the sperm donor. those babies ... ? they look up to you for so much more.

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can we define it?

here's what the oxford dictionary, 9th edition, says about religion.

1 the belief in a superhuman controlling power, esp. in a personal god or gods entitled to obedience and worship. 2 the expression of this in worship. 3 a particular system of faith and worship. 4 life under monastic vows (the way of religion). 5 a thing that one is devoted to (football is their religion) (p 1161)

so? does this definition capture the essence of religion? of what it means to the devout, the doubters, and the atheists? religion affects us all deeply. even those of us who choose to regard it as a mere construct to facilitate social survival.

you know that, more than three decades after my initial indoctrination, i still have a running ticker tape of the apostles' creed in my head? how these things got drilled into our heads as kids! what i really didn't get, though, was being told i had to stay hungry and thirsty going to church so i could be 'pure' to receive holy communion.

does a 5 or 6 year old kid get that? and why should god care if i drank a glass of juice 20 minutes before mass started? does that really make me bad? too impure to receive god? a disobedient little one? (just so you know ... i am not making this up). and yet, i had to go hungry or thirsty because that's what god wanted. anyway, that's what i remember about god. about religion. as a kid. the feeling that we are never good enough. for god. and never will be. the notion that suffering has some sort of redeeming, cleansing function.

ok.
i digress.
back on track.
religion - how to define it?
well, depending on your perspective,
there are 3 possibilities.

1. religion as a social construct

• a manifestation of some psychological or moral pathology?
• a pernicious and deliberate falsehood, spread and encouraged by rulers and clerics in their own interests, in an effort exercise control over others?
• seeing religions as marginally useful constructs which encode instructions or habits useful for survival in a society
• seeing religion as 'the opium of the masses'
  

2. religion as progressing toward a higher truth

• reflections of an essential truth?
• seeing religious truth as relative, due to its varied cultural application and/or expression
• seeing prophets as messengers of god -- individuals given to extraordinary spiritual insight during periods of social decay and acting as purveyors of balance and social survival.
• seeing religion as evolving over time in a thesis-antithesis-synthesis-great awakening paradigm

3. religion as absolute truth

• the exclusivist view
• one belief system ... one holy book ... one supreme being
• seeing all things and individuals incongruent with the one belief system as ignorant, devious, false, misguided
• a sort of arrogant view of truth ("our view is the RIGHT view, all others are wrong")
• providing an unwavering perspective that requires individuals to conform to its truth

so....? where do you fit in? before you answer, though ... consider this: it's clear, isn't it -- that intimate connection between your philosophical view of truth and your chosen religious view?
whatever religious perspective you weave into your cultural matrix speaks to your larger view of truth, the universe, humanity, and how we got here.

regardless which point of the star you are coming from ...
its profound stuff, ain't it?

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a lovely poem about the canine spirit ... link is here, at my wordpress site.

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i just wanna cry. first time in many years walking thru the door, knowing blazer is not there to greet me with a tail wag, kisses and snuggles. i have lost my best friend. a dear, sweet spirit. its so empty. and empty. i can really not stand it. does the pain ever go away? i really, really cannot stand to feel this pain.

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today, at 14:51 central time dragonfly lawrence of arabia drew his last breath.

our day began early, when i made the phone call that sealed our beloved's fate. we set a time. and from that moment on, every breath, every thought moved us to his death. the last time we ever gave him a treat of wet food in a dish. the last time we poured kibble into his bowl. the last time i poured filtered water into his dish (yes, filtered). the last time he laid on lupin's futon bed, all sprawled out like he owned the place. the last time we left the house with him. his last free run along the northwest bank of the red river. i will go to that spot now and see him there, at the edge of the low rocky cliff, nose in the wind and a wide canine smile. i will remember my hound like that.



on the floor in that special room at the vet's, he would not lay down. independent minded as ever, he stood while the vet injected the drugs that would put him to sleep. we slowly and gently lowered him onto his side when the drugs quickly took effect. i drew my fingers along every whisp of apricot coloured hair, along every curve of his body, felt between his toes for the very last time, and the delicate boney bumps on the insides of his knees. i pressed my face into his soft, gund-like fur. and i sobbed. a howling sort of sob. stabbing. aching. this feeling of sorrow, and it cut thru the room.

and there's more. however i am empty of inspiration. i cannot write anymore right now. but, i just wanted you all to know. its done.

(ps - i have posted this on the wordpress site as well)

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just curious.
y'know, just sittin' here.
thinking 'bout entirely trivial stuff.
like ...

do you prefer a car with a manual or an automatic transmission?

meh, i drive a manual.
and i loooooove it.
whenever i drive my dad's car,
which is an automatic,
i get confused.
it seems too easy.
and not as much in my control
as i would like.
and ... um ... well,
i thinks that an automatic
is a lazy man's car.

just sayin' ....

oh yeah ... and i gotta plug the new place.

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"gripped by a sudden craving to please him. she wanted to please him. she smiled demurely. he gently tugged the scarf from her grip. and they both watched it slink away from her fingers in billowing movement.

he wrapped the scarf around her head twice, gently tugging on its end as he fastened it. no reflexive panic this time. soothing blindness - she could see only..."

TO READ THE REST YOU GOTTA VISIT the new place: velvet acid 8

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here is the link

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