Thursday, February 2, 2012
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Today, we honor Daniel Pearl
Daniel Pearl (October 10, 1963 – February 1, 2002) was an American journalist.At the time of his kidnapping, Pearl served as the South Asia Bureau Chief of the Wall Street Journal, and was based in Mumbai, India. He went to Pakistan as part of an investigation into the alleged links between Richard Reid (the "shoe bomber") and Al-Qaeda. He was subsequently beheaded by his captors.
In July 2002, Ahmed Omar Saeed Sheikh, a British national of Pakistani origin, was sentenced to death by hanging for Pearl's abduction and murder.
In March 2007, at a closed military hearing in Guantánamo Bay, Cuba, Khalid Sheikh Mohammed said that he had personally beheaded Pearl. Current al-Qaeda leader Saif al-Adel has also been connected with the murder of Daniel Pearl.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daniel_Pearl
My dear friend Batya, from Haifa, wrote a poem about him. Daniel's father carries a copy of it wherever it goes. It's one of the most beautiful poems I've ever read:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Daniel_Pearl
My dear friend Batya, from Haifa, wrote a poem about him. Daniel's father carries a copy of it wherever it goes. It's one of the most beautiful poems I've ever read:
AKEIDA- THE SACRIFICE
By Batya Dagan
By Batya Dagan
A lamb is being caught in the thicket
trapped in the green was it there all this time
trapped in the green was it there all this time
when Abraham bound his only son
the light of his eye the heart of his life
to the altar he built because so commanded his God
the light of his eye the heart of his life
to the altar he built because so commanded his God
Abraham does not ask
does not wonder and just does
for God knows and he does not know.
He only knows that his heart is exploding
that his veins are freezing
that his mouth is full of ashes
that his veins are freezing
that his mouth is full of ashes
then God's voice is being heard
a voice sweeter that honey
clearer than a running brook
and the voice says to Abraham
a voice sweeter that honey
clearer than a running brook
and the voice says to Abraham
leave the child alone.
Here in the thicket is your sacrificial lamb
my son my beloved the father of my nation
all I gave you you gave me
never will I try you again
my son my beloved the father of my nation
all I gave you you gave me
never will I try you again
but the sweet voice of God was not heard
when Daniel was bound
and there was no lamb in the thicket
only death was caught in the green.
when Daniel was bound
and there was no lamb in the thicket
only death was caught in the green.
I am a Jew says Daniel
and to this altar he was tied
and on this altar he was sacrificed
and to this altar he was tied
and on this altar he was sacrificed
and all of Israel is crying
and all of Israel is mourning
the loss of Daniel
and all of Israel is mourning
the loss of Daniel
Daniel who stood the test
and gave his God all that God gave him.
and gave his God all that God gave him.
Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Monday, January 30, 2012
Moochelle spends our money nicely.
Michelle ‘Fancy Pants’ By Judi McLeod
First Lady Michelle Obama has her unwanted nose in the plates of American children. The British press has its nose in her lavish lingerie.
Only satin and lace bloomers and such are good enough for Barry’s wife—$50,000 of it in just one shopping spree!
It wouldn’t make much difference to loving parents that unschooled nutritionist Michelle gets to dictate what their little ones eat just because she wears satin bras from an overseas shop called ironically enough, Agent Provocateur.
“The First Lady—better known for shopping at more modestly-priced High Street stores—along with the Queen of Qatar, Sheikha Mozah, closed off part of Madison Avenue to spend time in the luxury lingerie shop. Their purchases contributed to a market-spanking 12.5pc lift in sales.” (The Telegraph, Jan. 29, 2012).
“Agent Provocateur, which is styled on vintage Hollywood glamour, sells handmade Calais lace corsets that sell for up to £900, which could ruffle the feathers of more than just President Barack Obama in an election year.”
READ MORE:
President Zero flouts the law.
Media Blackout in Obama Georgia Ballot Eligibility Case
By Cindy Simpson
Last week, I noted that Obama turned his back not just on Arizona's Governor Jan Brewer, but also on the laws of the State of Georgia. I closed my column, "Georgia Ballot Challenge: Obama Walks on By," with the observation: "And most of the media has followed along right behind him."
At the time, I had just witnessed an historic hearing that actually discussed the eligibility of the sitting president of the United States to run for a second term. The president had been subpoenaed to appear, and instead of his attorney respectfully following protocol to have that subpoena recalled, both Obama and his attorney, Michael Jablonski, simply failed to show up at all or offer any defense whatsoever.
Isn't there a headline in there somewhere?
READ MORE:
http://www.americanthinker.com/2012/01/media_blackout_in_obama_georgia_ballot_eligibility_case.html#ixzz1kxu8XaIN
At the time, I had just witnessed an historic hearing that actually discussed the eligibility of the sitting president of the United States to run for a second term. The president had been subpoenaed to appear, and instead of his attorney respectfully following protocol to have that subpoena recalled, both Obama and his attorney, Michael Jablonski, simply failed to show up at all or offer any defense whatsoever.
Isn't there a headline in there somewhere?
READ MORE:
http://www.americanthinker.com/2012/01/media_blackout_in_obama_georgia_ballot_eligibility_case.html#ixzz1kxu8XaIN
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Friday, January 27, 2012
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Monday, January 23, 2012
Sunday, January 22, 2012
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Friday, January 20, 2012
Good Morning, friends! Late start for us...
We're socked in with icy snow, so I'm putting up flowers!
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Good Morning! We're a mess...
We just got the Internet back, but I don't know how long it will last...
Gloria, Paget, are you gals okay?
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Tuesday, January 17, 2012
Monday, January 16, 2012
Friday, January 13, 2012
We're down for the count...
...but The 'Wog and I are thinking of you!
Give us a day or two and we'll see if we can
hop to it...;-)
hop to it...;-)
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Monday, January 9, 2012
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Friday, January 6, 2012
HAHAHAHAHAHA!
While walking down the street one day a Corrupt Senator (that may be redundant) was tragically hit by a car and died.
His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance.
"Welcome to heaven," says St.. Peter. "Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you." "No problem, just let me in," says the Senator.
"Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from the higher ups. What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity."
"Really?, I've made up my mind. I want to be in heaven," says the Senator. "I'm sorry, but we have our rules." And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell. The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him. Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people. They played a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and the finest champagne.
His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance.
"Welcome to heaven," says St.. Peter. "Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you." "No problem, just let me in," says the Senator.
"Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from the higher ups. What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity."
"Really?, I've made up my mind. I want to be in heaven," says the Senator. "I'm sorry, but we have our rules." And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell. The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him. Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people. They played a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and the finest champagne.
Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy who is having a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are all having such a good time that before the Senator realizes it, it is time to go. Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises. The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens in heaven where St. Peter is waiting for him, "Now it's time to visit heaven...”
So, 24 hours passed with the Senator joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns. "Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now choose your eternity." The Senator reflects for a minute, then he answers: "Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in hell."
So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell... Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage.
He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls to the ground. The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulders. "I don't understand," stammers the Senator. "Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened?"
The devil smiles at him and says:
"Yesterday we were campaigning,
Today, you voted.."
Thursday, January 5, 2012
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