Archive | May 2011

Word Of The Day


What is this? Words are everything, from swear words to lies to truth. So what is in a word given during a speech?   Dhimmitde gives me a ‘tude’.

Most of us would think this is not a true word in the English dictionary but it’s there, just Google it.

What does it mean and why did Obama use this particular word in his speech?

Why doe’s the healthcare bill contain this ‘term’?     Dhimmitude is the Muslim system of controlling non-Muslim populations conquered through jihad. Specifically, it is the TAXING of non-Muslims in exchange for tolerating their presence AND as a coercive means of converting conquered remnants to Islam.

Yep. I did not make this up look on page 107 of the healthcare bill,

ObamaCare allows the establishment of Dhimmitude and Sharia Muslim diktat in the United States .  Muslims are specifically exempted from the government mandate to purchase insurance, and also from the penalty tax for being uninsured.  Islam considers insurance to be “gambling”, “risk-taking”, and “usury” and is thus banned. Muslims are specifically granted exemption based on this. 

How convenient.  So I, as a Christian, will have crippling IRS liens placed against all of my assets, including real estate, cattle, and even accounts receivables, and will face hard prison time because I refuse to buy insurance or pay the penalty tax. Meanwhile, Louis Farrakhan will have no such penalty and will have 100% of his health needs paid for by the de facto government insurance.  Non-Muslims will be paying a tax to subsidize Muslims.   This is Dhimmitude.  This is wrong and against everything the United states is about.   It’s as if our Constitution  never existed. When will you wake up?  Serve and live, resist and die. Simple as that.


Devastation Unlike….

My heart is utterly broken for those in Joplin. At 6:00pm I was making dinner, complacent  and unaware of the hidden reality’s life hands out.

Listen to this audio/ video of a group of people at a local fill station. 

This is a pic I took out my back door looking west shortly after the tornado hit.

And this is the full double rainbow at the same time looking east.

Truly a stunning thing to see. Horror to the left, beauty to the right.                                                                     A day like this grounds a person.

The Beautiful People

Ugly Is What Ugly Is

A ugly person, some say has inner beauty. I say it’s so called beauty that can’t be shared.

What’s In A Friend?

Mi Amigo Para La Vida

Tired of sissy ass ‘friend’ poems?

Not this one.

Dear bud, When you are sad, I will help you get drunk and plot revenge against the sorry bastard who made you sad.

When you are blue, I will try to dislodge whatever is choking you.

When you smile, I will know you are thinking of something that I would probably want to be involved in.

When your scared, I will rag on you about every chance I get until your NOT!

When you are worried, I will tell you horrible stories about how much worse it could be until you quit whining

When you are confused, I will try to use only little words.

When you are sick, stay the hell away from me until you are well again. I don’t want whatever you have.

When you fall, I will laugh at your clumsy ass, but help you up.

This is my oath…till the end for a friend.

Friendship is like peeing your pants, everyone can see it, but only you can feel the true warmth.

Why Do Parents Drink Alcohol?

Well Here Is A Damn Good Reason

A father passing by his son’s bedroom was astonished to see that his bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then he saw an
Envelope, propped up prominently on the pillow that was addressed to ‘Dad.’
With the worst premonition he opened the envelope

 with trembling hands and read the letter.

Dear Dad:

It is with great regret and sorrow that I’m writing you. I had to elope with my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Mom and you.
I have been finding real passion with Stacy and she is so nice.
But I knew you would not approve of her because of all her piercing, tattoos, tight motorcycle clothes and the fact that she is much older than I am. But it’ s not only the passion…Dad she’s pregnant.
Stacy said that we will be very happy.
She owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. We share a dream of having many more children. 
Stacy has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn’t really hurt anyone.
We’ll be growing it for ourselves and trading it with the other people that live nearby for cocaine and ecstasy.
In the meantime we will pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so  Stacy can get better. She deserves it.
Don’t worry Dad. I’m 15 and I know how to take care of myself.
Someday I’m sure that we will be back to visit so that you can get to know your grandchildren.

Love, Your Son John

PS. Dad, none of the above is true. I’m over at Tommy’s house.
I Just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than the failing  Report card That’s in my center desk drawer.

I love you.

Call me when it’s safe to come home. .

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