Chris Sinnard writes:

"So what? So hating people simply because they believe in god isn't a choice either?"

I am not sure I detect much outright hatred of other people because they believe on of the god claims but that is another question.

Prejudice against people because of their skin color and prejudice against religious beliefs, or people because of their religious beliefs are of course both choices.

But prejudice against someone because of something over which they have no choice - whether it is skin color, sex, height, circumstances of birth or whatever - is categorically different than prejudice against someone because of malleable behavior.

Does that need to be explained more explicitly?

Let's go to see the Ladies eat sweet cherries.

Lips are pink and slurping pulp with juice.

Nuns consume the succulent delicious fruit.

They spit the small seed pits at Sinnard.

The plump pluckers in the field arise a male 'ting. The dupe turns crimson at the tickling end. Enthralled by thoughts of hate-mobs at work, well, it's okay to embrace 'dems' sweet nuns.

The gentle heaves get the bare legs dangling and the hair, if there would be any, is gettin' dangling and tangled. What happens next is the beginning of the ripening. The chin get drizzled. A laughing tide makes a belly start a Merlot wine coming. If ya's not imbibed at that ripe time stage ya's not gonna ever enjoy a share of the dripping cheery juice. The forehead may

get wet and streaked. A hateful foe will never know what good Sinnard ain't missing. Then, wash, no dry, rinse yourself again. Pluck the red rose when it's full blooming. Beauty is beauty. Truth is beautiful.

If ya's get 'none' ya's got no excuse.

Life ends very quick, so

Pluck when fruit's ripe.

I'll be red-bashful now.

I'll go walk in the Wind.

What a cumulous cloud

Fun watching day again

Sinnard. I do blame you

so, maxima culpa to you.

Tutu is a great example of a 5-foot 4-inch giant who took on an enemy clearly tougher than what we face and he prevailed with his wonderful character qualities in tact. And we have citizens in America and posters on these threads who seem to quiver and shake over the challenges we face. Not very inspiring to keep reading their posts.

You'll say or maybe think...

'If you have the audacity to doubt Berry's veracity, and if Berry's flow of gentle communication is too "bigoted" or pugnacious for the troll's diminutive mind, well, read Berry.

Mr. Berry will explain things without bile. Wendell Berry will be easier to read and be more simple and explicit.'

Berry has a country lawyer brother.

Again, Mr. W.B. can be more explicit.

It seems too advantageous that with Bhutto out of the way, the government now has someone that can be easily criticized and help divert attention away from Musharraf’s complicities, duplicities and assassination role.

Former PM now leads Pakistan opposition

By MATTHEW ROSENBERG, Associated Press Writer 1 hour, 29 minutes ago

LAHORE, Pakistan - In his two turns as prime minister in the 1990s, Nawaz Sharif tried to endear himself to Pakistan's people with populist policies and did little to please the United States and other foreign allies. He might yet get the chance to repeat that role.

Last week's assassination of his erstwhile rival, Benazir Bhutto, has left Sharif, who cultivated ties with the Taliban and tested nuclear weapons while in office, as the standard-bearer of the opposition to President Pervez Musharraf.

"He is the only credible national leader left on the scene," said Rasul Bakhsh Rais, a political scientist at Lahore University of Management Sciences.

That could be a worry to Musharraf and his chief international backer, the United States. Washington had pushed for Musharraf and Bhutto, both seen as pro-Western moderates, to work out some kind of power-sharing arrangement that would restore democracy in Pakistan and boost the fight against Taliban and al-Qaida.

No such deal seems likely with Sharif. The conservative former prime minister is fiercely critical of Musharraf, who as army chief deposed him in a coup nearly a decade ago.

http://tinyurl.com/yvxrq8

An example PI of one person making a difference when others far more experienced didn’t care enough to try.

By BRETT BARROUQUERE, Associated Press Writer 2 hours, 57 minutes ago

FRANKFORT, Ky. - One of the biggest capital punishment cases to come before the U.S. Supreme Court in a generation was put together largely by a young, fresh-out-of-law-school member of Kentucky's overworked and underpaid corps of public defenders.

David Barron, 29, filed an appeal on behalf of two Kentucky death row inmates, arguing that the three-drug cocktail used in lethal injections across the country can cause excruciating pain, and thus amounts to cruel and unusual punishment in violation of the Eighth Amendment to the Constitution.

After three years of long hours on Barron's part, the Supreme Court agreed to hear arguments in the case on Jan. 7.

"I can't believe I've got a case before the Supreme Court and I'm not even 30 years old," Barron said.

http://tinyurl.com/25fjyj

And we have citizens in America and posters on these threads who seem to quiver and shake over the challenges we face. Not very inspiring to keep reading their posts.

I'm quivering and shaking, but it is from rage, not fear.

Tutu had the advantage of a large majority who very clearly saw things for what they truly were.

Here in the US we do not have that advantage, those of us calling the alarm are a small minority who are despised by all "right thinking" people.

On the few occasions I have let the full force of my true feelings be known other than online I have gotten either shocked silence or violent argument and then shunning.

The propaganda is simply too pervasive and has gone on for too long.

Hating people who abuse and oppress you is a natural reaction.

I'm an atheist living in the middle of the Bible Belt, I don't hate theists, I just wish they would leave me alone and stop trying to enact their particular theology into law.

If I could be you, if you could be me

For just one hour, if we could find a way

To get inside each other's mind

If you could see you through my eyes

Instead your own ego I believe you'd be

I believe you'd be surprised to see

That you've been blind

Walk a mile in my shoes

just walk a mile in my shoes

Before you abuse, criticize and accuse

Then walk a mile in my shoes

Now if we spend the day

Throwin' stones at one another

'Cause I will think, 'cause I will think

To wear my hat the same way you do

Well, I may be common people

But I'm your brother

And when you strike out

You're tryin' to hurt me

It's hurtin' you, Lord how mercy

Now there are people on reservations

And out in the ghetto

And whether they're for the grace of God

Or you and I,

If I only had wings of a little angel

Don't you know, I'd fly

To the top of a mountain

And then I'd cry, cry, cry

-Joe South

laddeedadadadanee, etc, etc

Oh the Games People Play Now

every night and every day now

Never meanin what they say now

never sayin what they mean

Why they while away the hours in their ivory towers

till they're covered up with flowers

in the back of a black limosine

Ladandaladandadada, Ladandaladandadada

Oh we make one another cry, breakin' hearts when we say goodbye

Cross our hearts and we hope to die, that the other was to blame

and neither one will ever give in, so we gaze at an 8 by 10

Thinkin' 'bout the things that might have been, and it's a dirty rotten shame

-Joe South