Aware that the man they were seeking in the killing of a television anchorwoman knew he was a suspect and fearful that he was already fleeing, the police provided the victim’s employer and its competitors their lead story on Wednesday’s 10 p.m. newscasts, giving the suspect’s name and picture at a news conference that the stations broadcast live.
Almost within seconds, the authorities say, tips began flooding in, and 90 minutes later the suspect, Curtis L. Vance, surrendered to officers who had surrounded a house in the city’s tough south-central neighborhood.
Mr. Vance, 28, was charged with capital murder in the death of the anchor, Anne Pressly, 26, a regular on the “Daybreak” program of KATV, the ABC affiliate here.
Ms. Pressly’s failure to answer a wake-up call early on the morning of Oct. 20 prompted her mother to drive to her home. Her mother found her in bed, bloodied and beaten almost beyond recognition. Ms. Pressly died of blunt-force trauma five days later, having never regained consciousness.
The police said Mr. Vance was a resident of Marianna, a small town in the Arkansas Delta, but had frequently been in the Little Rock metropolitan area, some 100 miles west. They said he had been arrested before for relatively minor infractions but had no history of violent crime.
At the news conference Wednesday night, the Little Rock police chief, Stuart Thomas, described the case against Mr. Vance as “very, very solid” but was silent as to a motive for the crime and details of the investigation, including exactly how Mr. Vance had become a suspect and how he had learned that he was under suspicion.
Nor did the police say who owned the residence where Mr. Vance was seized, a house five miles and a world distant from Ms. Pressly’s home.
The victim lived in a rented cottage-style house in the affluent Pulaski Heights neighborhood, the Country Club of Little Rock only three blocks from her front door. The poor section of the city where Mr. Vance was apprehended exudes a sense of menace, with crimes against people and property as common on its streets as they were essentially unheard of along the lanes that surround Ms. Pressly’s former address.
Even as Mr. Vance was being questioned early Thursday, detectives returned to Ms. Pressly’s home and searched its grounds by flashlight, neighbors said.
“I know this sounds stupid, but we never even lock our doors,” said Zoe Oakleaf, who lives with her husband and daughter across the street from Ms. Pressly’s house. “Well,” Ms. Oakleaf added after a moment, “we used to not lock our doors.”
This is truly a sad story all around. I got one thing to say about it. I hope like hell that the Police have a solid, water tight, Iron Clad case here. Because if they do not and this guy walk for any reason. They could be opening themselves up to a huge lawsuit and backlash.
(Thanks V-Dare, Who made, I felt, a rather idiotic comment about it, who cares if the words Black or White didn’t appear in the fucking article. Why didn’t you just call him a nigger and get it over with? Idiots! 🙄 )
A very excellent article by Erik Rush on the problems on Wall Street and our Economy.
Highly Recommended! 😀
Money Quote:
Remember affirmative action? It was that lovely social program that (again, ostensibly) promoted access to education and employment to minority groups, usually ethnic minorities, women and those considered socioeconomically disadvantaged. In practice, education and job opportunities wound up being made available to many who were either indolent or unqualified, as opposed to disenfranchised, resulting in inequity, a lowering of standards and bitterness on the part of qualified, industrious Americans who were passed over for these opportunities.
Eddie Woodruff had no place to go on Thanksgiving, so he went to jail.
An arrest affidavit says the 32-year-old Monroe man was dropped off around 2:30 a.m. at an Ouachita Correctional Center guard shack by a woman in a car who then drove away. He was arrested and booked with criminal trespass after saying he had no place to go and allegedly refusing repeated requests to leave.
His bail was set at $200.
Yeah, I know, it’s sad. But it does strike one as funny. At least he’s got somewhere to be tonight. I just don’t get is why they didn’t just take the guy to a homeless shelter? 🙄
In his last Thanksgiving address in the White House, President Bush said Thursday that he will miss being the leader of the U.S. armed forces.
“During this holiday season, we give thanks for those who defend our freedom. America’s men and women in uniform deserve our highest respect – and so do the families who love and support them,” Bush said in his weekly radio address. “Lately, I have been asked what I will miss about the presidency. And my answer is that I will miss being the Commander-in-Chief of these brave warriors.”
I think that I can speak for most Americans; Liberal, Conservative, Libertarian, Constitutionalists and everyone else.
We will NOT miss you George… Now hurry up and leave! 😛
In case your wondering… Yes, I will be blogging through thanksgiving. Our Family doesn’t really do much on Thanksgiving. Oh, We eat. But we don’t go anywhere, and nobody comes here. Most of our family goes elsewhere. The days of meeting at grandma’s house are gone forever. 🙁 I miss those days… Anyhow, I’ll be here commenting on news stories.
So, if you’re needing your politics fix, on a holiday. you can get it here. 😀
I think you can guess which song I am going to play….
Lyrics:
This song is called Alice’s Restaurant, and it’s about Alice, and the
restaurant, but Alice’s Restaurant is not the name of the restaurant,
that’s just the name of the song, and that’s why I called the song Alice’s
Restaurant.
You can get anything you want at Alice’s Restaurant
You can get anything you want at Alice’s Restaurant
Walk right in it’s around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want at Alice’s Restaurant
Now it all started two Thanksgivings ago, was on – two years ago on
Thanksgiving, when my friend and I went up to visit Alice at the
restaurant, but Alice doesn’t live in the restaurant, she lives in the
church nearby the restaurant, in the bell-tower, with her husband Ray and
Fasha the dog. And livin’ in the bell tower like that, they got a lot of
room downstairs where the pews used to be in. Havin’ all that room,
seein’ as how they took out all the pews, they decided that they didn’t
have to take out their garbage for a long time.
We got up there, we found all the garbage in there, and we decided it’d be
a friendly gesture for us to take the garbage down to the city dump. So
we took the half a ton of garbage, put it in the back of a red VW
microbus, took shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed
on toward the city dump.
Well we got there and there was a big sign and a chain across across the
dump saying, “Closed on Thanksgiving.” And we had never heard of a dump
closed on Thanksgiving before, and with tears in our eyes we drove off
into the sunset looking for another place to put the garbage.
We didn’t find one. Until we came to a side road, and off the side of the
side road there was another fifteen foot cliff and at the bottom of the
cliff there was another pile of garbage. And we decided that one big pile
is better than two little piles, and rather than bring that one up we
decided to throw our’s down.
That’s what we did, and drove back to the church, had a thanksgiving
dinner that couldn’t be beat, went to sleep and didn’t get up until the
next morning, when we got a phone call from officer Obie. He said, “Kid,
we found your name on an envelope at the bottom of a half a ton of
garbage, and just wanted to know if you had any information about it.” And
I said, “Yes, sir, Officer Obie, I cannot tell a lie, I put that envelope
under that garbage.”
After speaking to Obie for about fourty-five minutes on the telephone we
finally arrived at the truth of the matter and said that we had to go down
and pick up the garbage, and also had to go down and speak to him at the
police officer’s station. So we got in the red VW microbus with the
shovels and rakes and implements of destruction and headed on toward the
police officer’s station.
Now friends, there was only one or two things that Obie coulda done at
the police station, and the first was he could have given us a medal for
being so brave and honest on the telephone, which wasn’t very likely, and
we didn’t expect it, and the other thing was he could have bawled us out
and told us never to be see driving garbage around the vicinity again,
which is what we expected, but when we got to the police officer’s station
there was a third possibility that we hadn’t even counted upon, and we was
both immediately arrested. Handcuffed. And I said “Obie, I don’t think I
can pick up the garbage with these handcuffs on.” He said, “Shut up, kid.
Get in the back of the patrol car.”
And that’s what we did, sat in the back of the patrol car and drove to the
quote Scene of the Crime unquote. I want tell you about the town of
Stockbridge, Massachusets, where this happened here, they got three stop
signs, two police officers, and one police car, but when we got to the
Scene of the Crime there was five police officers and three police cars,
being the biggest crime of the last fifty years, and everybody wanted to
get in the newspaper story about it. And they was using up all kinds of
cop equipment that they had hanging around the police officer’s station.
They was taking plaster tire tracks, foot prints, dog smelling prints, and
they took twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy photographs with circles
and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one explaining what each
one was to be used as evidence against us. Took pictures of the approach,
the getaway, the northwest corner the southwest corner and that’s not to
mention the aerial photography.
After the ordeal, we went back to the jail. Obie said he was going to put
us in the cell. Said, “Kid, I’m going to put you in the cell, I want your
wallet and your belt.” And I said, “Obie, I can understand you wanting my
wallet so I don’t have any money to spend in the cell, but what do you
want my belt for?” And he said, “Kid, we don’t want any hangings.” I
said, “Obie, did you think I was going to hang myself for littering?”
Obie said he was making sure, and friends Obie was, cause he took out the
toilet seat so I couldn’t hit myself over the head and drown, and he took
out the toilet paper so I couldn’t bend the bars roll out the – roll the
toilet paper out the window, slide down the roll and have an escape. Obie
was making sure, and it was about four or five hours later that Alice
(remember Alice? It’s a song about Alice), Alice came by and with a few
nasty words to Obie on the side, bailed us out of jail, and we went back
to the church, had a another thanksgiving dinner that couldn’t be beat,
and didn’t get up until the next morning, when we all had to go to court.
We walked in, sat down, Obie came in with the twenty seven eight-by-ten
colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back
of each one, sat down. Man came in said, “All rise.” We all stood up,
and Obie stood up with the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy
pictures, and the judge walked in sat down with a seeing eye dog, and he
sat down, we sat down. Obie looked at the seeing eye dog, and then at the
twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles and arrows
and a paragraph on the back of each one, and looked at the seeing eye dog.
And then at twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy pictures with circles
and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each one and began to cry,
’cause Obie came to the realization that it was a typical case of American
blind justice, and there wasn’t nothing he could do about it, and the
judge wasn’t going to look at the twenty seven eight-by-ten colour glossy
pictures with the circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back of each
one explaining what each one was to be used as evidence against us. And
we was fined $50 and had to pick up the garbage in the snow, but thats not
what I came to tell you about.
Came to talk about the draft.
They got a building down New York City, it’s called Whitehall Street,
where you walk in, you get injected, inspected, detected, infected,
neglected and selected. I went down to get my physical examination one
day, and I walked in, I sat down, got good and drunk the night before, so
I looked and felt my best when I went in that morning. `Cause I wanted to
look like the all-American kid from New York City, man I wanted, I wanted
to feel like the all-, I wanted to be the all American kid from New York,
and I walked in, sat down, I was hung down, brung down, hung up, and all
kinds o’ mean nasty ugly things. And I waked in and sat down and they gave
me a piece of paper, said, “Kid, see the phsychiatrist, room 604.”
And I went up there, I said, “Shrink, I want to kill. I mean, I wanna, I
wanna kill. Kill. I wanna, I wanna see, I wanna see blood and gore and
guts and veins in my teeth. Eat dead burnt bodies. I mean kill, Kill,
KILL, KILL.” And I started jumpin up and down yelling, “KILL, KILL,” and
he started jumpin up and down with me and we was both jumping up and down
yelling, “KILL, KILL.” And the sargent came over, pinned a medal on me,
sent me down the hall, said, “You’re our boy.”
Didn’t feel too good about it.
Proceeded on down the hall gettin more injections, inspections,
detections, neglections and all kinds of stuff that they was doin’ to me
at the thing there, and I was there for two hours, three hours, four
hours, I was there for a long time going through all kinds of mean nasty
ugly things and I was just having a tough time there, and they was
inspecting, injecting every single part of me, and they was leaving no
part untouched. Proceeded through, and when I finally came to the see the
last man, I walked in, walked in sat down after a whole big thing there,
and I walked up and said, “What do you want?” He said, “Kid, we only got
one question. Have you ever been arrested?”
And I proceeded to tell him the story of the Alice’s Restaurant Massacre,
with full orchestration and five part harmony and stuff like that and all
the phenome… – and he stopped me right there and said, “Kid, did you ever
go to court?”
And I proceeded to tell him the story of the twenty seven eight-by-ten
colour glossy pictures with the circles and arrows and the paragraph on
the back of each one, and he stopped me right there and said, “Kid, I want
you to go and sit down on that bench that says Group W …. NOW kid!!”
And I, I walked over to the, to the bench there, and there is, Group W’s
where they put you if you may not be moral enough to join the army after
committing your special crime, and there was all kinds of mean nasty ugly
looking people on the bench there. Mother rapers. Father stabbers. Father
rapers! Father rapers sitting right there on the bench next to me! And
they was mean and nasty and ugly and horrible crime-type guys sitting on the
bench next to me. And the meanest, ugliest, nastiest one, the meanest
father raper of them all, was coming over to me and he was mean ‘n’ ugly
‘n’ nasty ‘n’ horrible and all kind of things and he sat down next to me
and said, “Kid, whad’ya get?” I said, “I didn’t get nothing, I had to pay
$50 and pick up the garbage.” He said, “What were you arrested for, kid?”
And I said, “Littering.” And they all moved away from me on the bench
there, and the hairy eyeball and all kinds of mean nasty things, till I
said, “And creating a nuisance.” And they all came back, shook my hand,
and we had a great time on the bench, talkin about crime, mother stabbing,
father raping, all kinds of groovy things that we was talking about on the
bench. And everything was fine, we was smoking cigarettes and all kinds of
things, until the Sargeant came over, had some paper in his hand, held it
up and said.
“Kids, this-piece-of-paper’s-got-47-words-37-sentences-58-words-we-wanna-
know-details-of-the-crime-time-of-the-crime-and-any-other-kind-of-thing-
you-gotta-say-pertaining-to-and-about-the-crime-I-want-to-know-arresting-
officer’s-name-and-any-other-kind-of-thing-you-gotta-say”, and talked for
forty-five minutes and nobody understood a word that he said, but we had
fun filling out the forms and playing with the pencils on the bench there,
and I filled out the massacre with the four part harmony, and wrote it
down there, just like it was, and everything was fine and I put down the
pencil, and I turned over the piece of paper, and there, there on the
other side, in the middle of the other side, away from everything else on
the other side, in parentheses, capital letters, quotated, read the
following words:
(“KID, HAVE YOU REHABILITATED YOURSELF?”)
I went over to the sargent, said, “Sargeant, you got a lot a damn gall to
ask me if I’ve rehabilitated myself, I mean, I mean, I mean that just, I’m
sittin’ here on the bench, I mean I’m sittin here on the Group W bench
’cause you want to know if I’m moral enough join the army, burn women,
kids, houses and villages after bein’ a litterbug.” He looked at me and
said, “Kid, we don’t like your kind, and we’re gonna send you fingerprints
off to Washington.”
And friends, somewhere in Washington enshrined in some little folder, is a
study in black and white of my fingerprints. And the only reason I’m
singing you this song now is cause you may know somebody in a similar
situation, or you may be in a similar situation, and if your in a
situation like that there’s only one thing you can do and that’s walk into
the shrink wherever you are ,just walk in say “Shrink, You can get
anything you want, at Alice’s restaurant.”. And walk out. You know, if
one person, just one person does it they may think he’s really sick and
they won’t take him. And if two people, two people do it, in harmony,
they may think they’re both faggots and they won’t take either of them.
And three people do it, three, can you imagine, three people walking in
singin a bar of Alice’s Restaurant and walking out. They may think it’s an
organization. And can you, can you imagine fifty people a day,I said
fifty people a day walking in singin a bar of Alice’s Restaurant and
walking out. And friends they may thinks it’s a movement.
And that’s what it is , the Alice’s Restaurant Anti-Massacre Movement, and
all you got to do to join is sing it the next time it come’s around on the
guitar.
With feeling. So we’ll wait for it to come around on the guitar, here and
sing it when it does. Here it comes.
You can get anything you want, at Alice’s Restaurant
You can get anything you want, at Alice’s Restaurant
Walk right in it’s around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want, at Alice’s Restaurant
That was horrible. If you want to end war and stuff you got to sing loud.
I’ve been singing this song now for twenty five minutes. I could sing it
for another twenty five minutes. I’m not proud… or tired.
So we’ll wait till it comes around again, and this time with four part
harmony and feeling.
We’re just waitin’ for it to come around is what we’re doing.
All right now.
You can get anything you want, at Alice’s Restaurant
Excepting Alice
You can get anything you want, at Alice’s Restaurant
Walk right in it’s around the back
Just a half a mile from the railroad track
You can get anything you want, at Alice’s Restaurant
Da da da da da da da dum
At Alice’s Restaurant
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From my family to yours. I wish you a happy and blessed Thanksgiving!
Well, if this article by the Wall Street Journal is to be believed; not according to the way I read the Bible.
Money Quote:
Obama: There’s the belief, certainly in some quarters, that people haven’t embraced Jesus Christ as their personal savior that they’re going to hell.
Falsani: You don’t believe that?
Obama: I find it hard to believe that my God would consign four-fifths of the world to hell. I can’t imagine that my God would allow some little Hindu kid in India who never interacts with the Christian faith to somehow burn for all eternity. That’s just not part of my religious makeup.”
Wow…. Just…. Wow…. This dude is so very decieved. 🙁
The Bible:
That if thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus, and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised him from the dead, thou shalt be saved. For with the heart man believeth unto righteousness; and with the mouth confession is made unto salvation. For the scripture saith, Whosoever believeth on him shall not be ashamed. For there is no difference between the Jew and the Greek: for the same Lord over all is rich unto all that call upon him. For whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved. (Romans 10:9-13 KJV)
And I saw a great white throne, and him that sat on it, from whose face the earth and the heaven fled away; and there was found no place for them. And I saw the dead, small and great, stand before God; and the books were opened: and another book was opened, which is the book of life: and the dead were judged out of those things which were written in the books, according to their works. And the sea gave up the dead which were in it; and death and hell delivered up the dead which were in them: and they were judged every man according to their works. And death and hell were cast into the lake of fire. This is the second death. And whosoever was not found written in the book of life was cast into the lake of fire. — (Revelation 20:11-15 KJV)
Anyone the rejects the core doctrines of the Bible, is not a Christian at all. I am afraid that President Barack Obama is nothing more than a lost man, who is on his way of the Godless hell. 🙁
While I might dismiss some of the more idiotic fearmongering that goes on. I do realize that the terrorism is a real thing.
If you wish you can stop by my bookstore’s section on Islam. There are some very interesting books on this Religion of war. (No, I don’t buy the lie that islam is a “religion of peace”)
While it is certainly possible that the group is taking credit for another’s handiwork, the Indian Mujahideen has been implicated as being behind several recent attacks in India.
The group claimed credit for the July 25 and 26 bombings in Ahmedabad and Bangalore. At least 36 Indians were killed and more than 120 were wounded in the attacks. The Indian Mujahideen took credit for the Sept. 13 attacks in New Delhi that resulted in 18 killed and more than 90 wounded. The group also claimed credit for the July 25 and 26 bombings in Ahmedabad and Bangalore that killed 36 wounded 120, the bombings in Jaipur last May (60 killed, more than 200 wounded), and bombings in Uttar Pradesh in November 2007 (14 killed, 50 wounded).
Indian intelligence believes the Indian Mujahideen is a front group created by Lashkar-e-Taiba and the Harkat ul Jihad al Islami to confuse investigators and cover the tracks of the Students’ Islamic Movement of India, or SIMI, a radical Islamist movement. The groups receive support from Pakistan’s Inter-Service Intelligence and are al Qaeda affiliates.
I tend to believe that more information is going to come to light, as a result of this event. Something tells me that Pakistan’s hand is in this. Perhaps they are not as friendly as we thought.
I mean, terrorism happens everyday. I do believe that somehow or another, the Neo-Con’s either knew about it, or knew something. Of course, this will give the Beady-eyed one something to use as a saber rattler; for what he does best; fear-mongering.
If America would stay out of foreign affairs, we wouldn’t have these problems.
I just wonder what the Magic One’s response will be?
Seems some Judge in Texas dared to exercise his right to free speech and now some weak minded, “Let’s enable and legitimize Al Sharpton” Neo-Con Republican is asking him to resign.
Every time I hear the word Racism tossed around. I think of this piece, written by some proud White American.
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You pass me on the street and sneer in my direction.
You call me ‘White Boy’,’Cracker’,’Honkey’,’Whitey’, and you think it’s ok.
But when I call you , Nigger, Kike, Towelhead, Sand-Nigger, Camel Jockey, Beaner, Gook, or Chink you call me a racist.
You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you, so why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live?
You have the united Negro College Fund.
You have Martin Luther King Day.
You have Cesar Chavez Day.
You have Yom Hashoah
You have Ma’uled Al-Nabi
You have the NAACP
You have BET
If we had WET (White Entertainment Channel) we’d be racists.
If we had a White Pride Day you would call us Racists.
If we had white history month, we’d be racists.
If we had an organization for only whites to “advance” our lives, we’d be racists.There are over 60 openly proclaimed Black Colleges in the US, yet if there were “white colleges” that would be a racist college.
In the Million Man March, you believed that you were marching for you race and rights. If we marched for our race and rights, you would call us racists. You are proud to black, brown, yellow and orange, and you’re not afraid to announce it. But when we announce our white pride, you call us racists.
You rob us, carjack us, and shoot at us. But when a white police officer shoots a black gang member or beats up a black drug-dealer running from the law and posing a threat to society, you call him a racist.
I am proud.
But, you call me a racist.
‘Nuff Said…. Nutroots and weak minded Conservative outrage in 5….4….3…2
Well, no shit, Sherlock Holmes. The office is symbolic, until he is officially installed. This is news?
The point that they were trying to make, disguised as some sort of earth shattering breaking news, is that Obama has been really looking Presidential and because of this, he is a rotten, no good, terrorist negro person.
This is from the same Network that made Sean Hannity and Bill Orally Bill O’Reilly.
Maybe I’ll get lucky and they will send Bill’s producer after me. I hope they do. I’ll introduce them to my two lawyers; Smith and Wesson.
Just letting you all know. As you see above, I wrote something rather harsh about Malkin. I wrote that, because I think it was downright rotten of her to condemn someone for something that she’s done herself in the past.
Besides all that, this judge has a outstanding career, he is a law judge, he has done more for this country that Michelle Malkin has ever done. Malkin, on the other hand; is nothing more than a washed up Journalist, who couldn’t keep her opinions to herself and as a result, she has suffered hardships. Out of that came a syndicated column. Two words; Big deal.
So, at the risk of sounding like an sexist jerk. I just think Michelle ventured a bit too far into some bad territory. She would be wise to let this one drop.
Well, maybe not…. But just shut up and read on…. 😉 😛 😀
Michelle Malkin, As much as I respect her as a Conservative; albeit an knuckle-headed Neo-Conservative, but just the same, a Conservative; There are times when the the lady does stuff that makes me step back and really wonder, “What the hell does that woman drink when she’s posting on that blog?” Now, I realize that it might not be nothing stronger than your average double shot of espresso. But, this one here even made me go, “HUH?!?!”
What I am talking about is this. Obama is keeping Robert Gates. This made me personally go “Whew!” Because I believe that gates knows the score of what’s happening on the ground in Iraq and Afghanistan. (So to speak) It also shows, I think that ol’ Barry is a not your typical far-lefty, “End the WAR NOOOOWWWWWWW!” type of the Democrat politican. It also shows that he’s trying to lead from the Center. A Pragmatist, if you will.
Well, anyhow, of course, Malkin starts carping on her Blog, sounding like a 8 year old kid with turret’s, hollering “Hope Change! Hope Change! Hope Change!” So, i thought, “Okay, I’ll look around a little…” I looked at the list of Blogs who are discussing the fact that he’s keeping Gates, okay. Did I see any lefty flipping out? Nope! I even checked the most lefty Blog I know, and the closest thing I could come up with, was this post here and it wasn’t even of the normal nutty netroots type.
So, honestly, I cannot figure out what Malkin’s problem is. I mean, of course knowing her, she’d critize Obama if he changed the defense secretary. Which is kind of funny, considering she’s supposedly a Christian and Christians are not supposed to criticize others and they’re supposed to respect those in authority. Some Christian eh? 🙄 (My feelings towards Catholics and thier supposed Christianity aside.) Of course, she thinks that she can trash Obama and go to mass or to a confessional and everything will be fine. Of course, if you know the Bible, that is false. You confess your sin to the Lord Jesus and not to a “Priest”.
Anyhow, I just don’t get it. Why knock the man for something that might be a good thing?
You might notice the new thingy on the left there, that says “Let’s say thanks to our troops!” Well, what that is about is this here. Everyday our American Military serves this Country Faithfully. Right now, we have soldiers serving in two wars. Not matter what you feelings about the events leading up to Iraq, or the fact that we’re even there; one thing that cannot be debated, argued or even dismissed, is the fact that our United States Military is the best, the bravest and the strongest. It is also a fact that they are doing the jobs, that the rest of us will not or cannot do…. and for this the fine men and women serving deserve our praise, honor and respect. Not to be ignored, there are also brave men and women fighting a war, against extremists in Afghanistan, in a country that is increasingly hostile to our presence.
Seeing all of this, I believe that some respect is due. So, I ask you, nicely, to click on the widget on the left and send a nice message to our Military serving in Iraq and Afghanistan.
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