Tuesday, September 10, 2013
Nigeria, A Worse Tragedy Than Syria, that needs to be known!
Use this picture instead of the ones the warmonger-in-chief will blitz the nation with so he can bomb Syria (what is our national interest, what is our strategy, what is our exit, what happens if we uncover the chemicals, how many BOOTS ON THE GROUND WILL IT TAKE TO SECURE THEM?)I guess when he bombs Syria with his Tomahawk missiles there will be no children or women being obliterated. What a pitiful pile of dung he is!The man needs to learn a lesson from 'WE THE PEOPLE" - NO MEANS NO and STOP WASTING OUR TAX DOLLARS TO TRY AND DRUM UP SUPPORT!AND NIGERIA IS NOT THE ONLY PLACE IN AFRICA WHERE THIS HORRENDOUS SCENE IS TAKING PLACE AND WHAT HAVE WE DONE ABOUT IT! NOTHING!A Tragedy that needs to be seen!Warning: The picture below is graphic
What you see and learn here, you will never see in the official media.
Statement by Father Juan Carlos Martos cmf Secretariat of PV Clarettiani Missionaries
"This is a brutal example of how far the struggle between Muslims and Catholics in Nigeria has reached.
Muslims are determined to impose their 'religion' all over Africa as well as in other continents and countries of the world. Islam has but one goal: rule the world at any cost!"
"And where are the International Human Rights Organizations?
Christians are burnt alive in Nigeria : a horrific Holocaust right in front of International indifference!
As denounced by Father Juan Carlos Martos, on behalf of the Missionari Clarettiani, via del Sacro Cuore di Maria, Rome, Italy."
"By publishing this graphic document on Facebook, I have intended to make the world aware of certain terrible events totally ignored or minimized by the mainstream media; an authentic genocide so cruel and inhuman only comparable with the most hateful and vile acts in the Nazi extermination camps."
"To my great surprise, Facebook has criticized me for the publication of this graphic document as a proof of the Holocaust that Christians have been suffering in Nigeria in the last ten years."Regrettably, if the murders continue, this is greatly because truth is always hidden to the sovereign people, so that they may not be aware and 'disdained' by it: complicit silence by the mainstream media leads to the indifference of the international political community facing this unspeakable Holocaust!Let alone the cowardice already rooted in the western world facing the Islamic terror. A consequence of the stupid " Alliance of civilizations": another regrettable incident of our former Prime Minister Rodriguez Zapatero."
"Can you imagine the reaction of the Islamic terrorist organization in the (impossible) case of a massacre of Muslims in a mosque, by the hands of Christian terrorists? And how widely would our media cover and condemn the crime and the criminals??"
"Therefore, from this modest blog, I ask a favor from all people who are reading me: please distribute this photo and its comments using all the media you have. If only for commemorating these martyrs since, unfortunately, Facebook seems to be on the side of the executioners by preventing the publication of such tragic events."
Guns Save Lives
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- BREAKING: George Zimmerman Questioned by Police After Allegedly Threatening His Wife With Gun
- BREAKING: ALL Caracal “C” Pistols Permanently Recalled – No Fix Available
- Sixth Grade Honor Student Suspended for Making Gun Gesture With Hand
- Got a Piece of Spent Brass in Wash DC? Hope You Enjoy Your Year in Jail…
- Maryland Gun Control – Pass Strict Laws, Sell 100,000 New Guns
BREAKING: George Zimmerman Questioned by Police After Allegedly Threatening His Wife With Gun Posted: 09 Sep 2013 01:26 PM PDT Update: We have unconfirmed reports that neither Zimmerman’s estranged wife nor her father will press charges. According to a Washington Times report, George Zimmerman was taken into custody for investigative purposes after his estranged wife called the police on him earlier today. The incident took place at the home of Zimmerman’s wife’s parents and allegedly […]  |
BREAKING: ALL Caracal “C” Pistols Permanently Recalled – No Fix Available Posted: 09 Sep 2013 12:23 PM PDT This is the third recall of a major line of pistols in less than a month’s period. Both Smith and Wesson’s M&P Shield and Springfield’s XDS pistols were recalled in recent weeks. Now Caracal has announced a FULL recall of all Caracal “C” model pistols. According to the company, there is no fix available for […]  |
Sixth Grade Honor Student Suspended for Making Gun Gesture With Hand Posted: 09 Sep 2013 09:48 AM PDT Well we have our first example of anti gun ridiculousness for the new school year. According to the Washington Post, a sixth grade student in Calvery County, Maryland, has been suspended from school for making a gesture “like a gun” with his hands on the school bus. The boy was forced to serve a 1 […]  |
Got a Piece of Spent Brass in Wash DC? Hope You Enjoy Your Year in Jail… Posted: 09 Sep 2013 09:02 AM PDT Most gun owners are well aware that our nation’s capital has the strictest gun control laws in the country (as well as one of the highest murder rates). Private gun ownership is highly, highly regulated with the gun purchase process extremely time consuming and expensive. However, one law which you may not have been aware […]  |
Maryland Gun Control – Pass Strict Laws, Sell 100,000 New Guns Posted: 09 Sep 2013 08:38 AM PDT According to reports, the state of Maryland is struggling to keep up with the demand for firearm purchase applications. In all of 2012 the state processed around 70,000 applications for new gun purchases. In 2011 the state processed a mere 46,000. As of last week the state had already received almost 89,000 applications for 2013. […]  |
2012 ELECTION: The Numbers Are Now Talking
Just pure coincidence!!! And nothing ever gets investigated by a board of elections!!
As each state reported their final election details, the evidence of voter fraud is astounding. Massive voter fraud has been reported in areas of OH and FL, with PA, WI and VA, all are deploying personnel to investigate election results.
Here are just a few examples of what has surfaced, with much more to come.
* In 59 voting districts in the Philadelphia region, Obama
received 100% of the votes with not even a single vote recorded for
Romney. (A mathematical and statistical impossibility).
* In 21 districts in Wood County Ohio, Obama received 100% of
the votes where GOP inspectors were illegally removed from their
polling locations - and not one single vote was recorded for Romney.
(Another statistical impossibility).
* In Wood County Ohio, 106,258 voted in a county with only
98,213 eligible voters.
* In St. Lucie County, FL, there were 175,574 registered
eligible voters but 247,713 votes were cast.
* The National SEAL Museum , a polling location in St. Lucie
County, FL had a 158% voter turnout.
* Palm Beach County , FL had a 141% voter turnout.
* In Ohio County , Obama won by 108% of the total number of
eligible voters.
NOTE: Obama won in every state that did not require a Photo ID and lost in every statethat did require a Photo ID in order to vote.
Imagine that!
Little red hen update THIS IS THE POLICIAL VERSON.
Fits us here in America to a T.
Thought all of you would get a chuckle from this updated fairy tale!
> The Little Red Hen update. > > "Who will help me plant my wheat?" asked the little red hen. > > "Not I," said the cow. > > "Not I," said the duck. > > "Not I," said the pig. > > "Not I," said the goose. > > "Then I will do it by myself." She planted her crop and the wheat grew and > ripened. "Who will help me reap my wheat?" asked the little red hen. > > "Not I," said the duck. > > "Out of my classification," said the pig. > > "I'd lose my seniority," said the cow. > > "I'd lose my unemployment compensation," said the goose. > > "Then I will do it by myself," said the little red hen, and so she > did. "Who will help me bake the bread?" asked the little red hen. > > "That would be overtime for me," said the cow. > > "I'd lose my welfare benefits," said the duck. > > "I'm a dropout and never learned how," said the pig. > > "If I'm to be the only helper, that's discrimination," said the > goose. > > "Then I will do it by myself," said the little red hen. > > She baked five loaves and held them up for all of her neighbors to see. They wanted some > and, in fact, demanded a share but the little red hen said, > "No, I shall eat all five loaves." > > "Excess profits!" cried the cow. (Nancy > Pelosi) > > "Capitalist leech!" screamed the duck. (Barbara > Boxer) > > "I demand equal rights!" yelled the goose. (Jesse Jackson) > > The pig just grunted in disdain. (Harry Reid) > > And they all painted 'Unfair!' picket signs and marched > around and around the little red hen, shouting obscenities. > > Then the farmer (Obama) came He said to the little > red hen, "You must not be so greedy." > > "But I earned the bread," said the little red hen. > > "Exactly," said Barack the farmer. "That is what makes our free > enterprise system so wonderful. Anyone in the barnyard can > earn as much as he wants. But under our modern government > regulations, the productive workers must divide the fruits > of their labor with those who are lazy and idle." > > And they all lived happily ever after, including the little red > hen, who smiled and clucked, "I am grateful, for now I > truly understand." > > But her neighbors became quite disappointed in her. She never > again baked bread because she joined the 'party' and > got her bread free. And all the Democrats smiled. > 'Fairness' had been established. > > Individual initiative had died but nobody noticed; perhaps no one cared so long as there > was free bread that 'the rich' were paying for. > > EPILOGUE > > Bill Clinton is getting $12 million for his memoirs. > > Hillary got $8 million for hers. > > That's $20 million for the memories from two people, who for eight years repeatedly > testified, under oath, that they couldn't remember anything. > > IS THIS A GREAT > BARNYARD OR WHAT ? > > > > |
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Monday, September 9, 2013
AMERICAN CASH $$$ ...
I have not read of a single dollar reduction in foreign aid as a result of sequestering.
All items cut were for the express purpose of hurting the American taxpayer/working people the most!
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The Sandpiper...
a true story...
by Robert Peterson
She was six years old when I first met her on the beach near where I live.
I drive to this beach, a distance of three or four miles, whenever the world begins to close in on me. She was building a sand castle or something and looked up, her eyes as blue as the sea.
"Hello," she said.
I answered with a nod, not really in the mood to bother with a small child.
"I'm building," she said.
"I see that. What is it.?" I asked, not really caring. "Oh, I don't know, I just like the feel of sand."
That sounds good, I thought, and slipped off my shoes.
A sandpiper glided by.
"That's a joy," the child said.
"It's a what.?"
"It's a joy. My mama says sandpipers come to bring us joy."
The bird went gliding down the beach. Good-bye joy, I muttered to myself, hello pain, and turned to walk on. I was depressed, my life seemed completely out of balance.
"What's your name?" She wouldn't give up.
"Robert," I answered. "I'm Robert Peterson."
"Mine's Wendy... I'm six."
"Hi, Wendy."
She giggled. "You're funny," she said.
In spite of my gloom, I laughed too and walked on.
Her musical giggle followed me.
"Come again, Mr.. P," she called. "We'll have another happy day."
The next few days consisted of a group of unruly Boy Scouts, PTA meetings, and an ailing mother. The sun was shining one morning as I took my hands out of the dishwater. I need a sandpiper, I said to myself, gathering up my coat.
The ever-changing balm of the seashore awaited me. The breeze was chilly but I strode along, trying to recapture the serenity I needed.
"Hello, Mr. P," she said. "Do you want to play.?"
"What did you have in mind.?" I asked, with a twinge of annoyance.
"I don't know. You say."
"How about charades.?" I asked sarcastically.
The tinkling laughter burst forth again. "I don't know what that is."
"Then let's just walk."
Looking at her, I noticed the delicate fairness of her face.
"Where do you live.?" I asked.
"Over there." She pointed toward a row of summer cottages.
Strange, I thought, in winter.
"Where do you go to school.?"
"I don't go to school. Mom my says we're on vacation."
She chattered little girl talk as we strolled up the beach, but my mind was on other things. When I left for home, Wendy said it had been a happy day. Feeling surprisingly better, I smiled at her and agreed.
Three weeks later, I rushed to my beach in a state of near panic. I was in no mood to even greet Wendy. I thought I saw her mother on the porch and felt like demanding she keep her child at home.
"Look, if you don't mind," I said crossly when Wendy caught up with me, "I'd rather be alone today." She seemed unusually pale and out of breath.
"Why.?" she asked.
I turned to her and shouted, "Because my mother died.!" and thought, "My God, why was I saying this to a little child.?"
"Oh," she said quietly, "then this is a bad day."
"Yes," I said, "and yesterday and the day before and -- oh, go away.!"
"Did it hurt.?" she inquired.
"Did what hurt.?" I was exasperated with her, with myself.
"When she died.?"
"Of course it hurt.!" I snapped, misunderstanding, wrapped up in myself. I strode off.
A month or so after that, when I next went to the beach, she wasn't there. Feeling guilty, ashamed, and admitting to myself I missed her, I went up to the cottage after my walk and knocked at the door. A drawn looking young woman with honey-colored hair opened the door.
"Hello," I said, "I'm Robert Peterson. I missed your little girl today and wondered where she was."
"Oh yes, Mr. Peterson, please come in. Wendy spoke of you so much. I'm afraid I allowed her to bother you. If she was a nuisance, please, accept my apologies."
"Not at all.! she's a delightful child." I said, suddenly realizing
that I meant what I had just said.
"Wendy died last week, Mr. Peterson. She had leukemia. Maybe she didn't tell you."
Struck dumb, I groped for a chair. I had to catch my breath.
"She loved this beach, so when she asked to come, we couldn't say no. She seemed so much better here and had a lot of what she called happy days. But the last few weeks, she declined rapidly..." Her voice faltered, "She left something for you, if only I can find it. Could you wait a moment while I look.?"
I nodded stupidly, my mind racing for something to say to this lovely young woman. She handed me a smeared envelope with "MR. P" printed in bold childish letters. Inside was a drawing in bright crayon hues -- a yellow beach, a blue sea, and a brown bird. Underneath was carefully printed:
A SANDPIPER TO BRING YOU JOY.
Tears welled up in my eyes, and a heart that had almost forgotten to love opened wide. I took Wendy's mother in my arms. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry," I uttered over and over, and we wept together. The precious little picture is framed now and hangs in my study. Six words -- one for each year of her life -- that speak to me of harmony, courage, and undemanding love.
A gift from a child with sea blue eyes and hair the color of sand -- who taught me the gift of love.
NOTE: This is a true story sent out by Robert Peterson. It happened over 20 years ago and the incident changed his life forever. It serves as a reminder to all of us that we need to take time to enjoy living and life and each other. The price of hating other human beings is loving oneself less.
Life is so complicated, the hustle and bustle of everyday traumas can make us lose focus about what is truly important or what is only a momentary setback or crisis.
This week, be sure to give your loved ones an extra hug, and by all means, take a moment... even if it is only ten seconds, to stop and smell the roses.
This comes from someone's heart, and is read by many and now I share it with you.
May God Bless everyone who receives this.! There are NO coincidences.!
Everything that happens to us happens for a reason. Never brush aside anyone as insignificant. Who knows what they can teach us.?
I wish for you, a sandpiper.
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