We are a commune of inquiring, skeptical, politically centrist, capitalist, anglophile, traditionalist New England Yankee humans, humanoids, and animals with many interests beyond and above politics. Each of us has had a high-school education (or GED), but all had ADD so didn't pay attention very well, especially the dogs. Each one of us does "try my best to be just like I am," and none of us enjoys working for others, including for Maggie, from whom we receive neither a nickel nor a dime. Freedom from nags, cranks, government, do-gooders, control-freaks and idiots is all that we ask for.
The sufferings or privileges of a person’s past should have no bearing on whether or not you will deign to give them an ordinary measure of respect, and victimhood should never confer instant credibility (or unquestioning moral authority) on anyone, and I will not accept the empathetic and well-meaning gesture of my correspondant. I am still the exact same person I was last week, when he considered me more than worth a good tussle, and I will be damned if anyone is going to kid-glove and soft-focus me. Put up yer dukes, pally…you and me ain’t done fighting by a long shot, and don’t you dare freaking pity me and just roll over, or I’ll hammer you senseless.
How can you distinguish Christian love from pitiful submission and dhimmitude? From a piece at Dhimmi Watch:
The Protestant Lutheran Church in the German city of Hannover organized an exhibition to acquaint the Germans with Islam. The exhibition, entitled "The Faces of Islam," was the work of the female students of the Protestant Studies Institute in Aachen. On Palm Sunday in 2006, a Protestant church in Bochum, Germany celebrated Muhammad's birthday and invited the local Turkish community to attend the service. A Turkish music band played Sufi music during the service, in which Protestants and Muslims joined together in honor of Muhammad.
In the UK, church leaders wanted to invite the families of the London suicide bombers to a national memorial service in honor of the victims. Two senior Church of England bishops believed that extending the invitation to the bombers' families would acknowledge their own loss and send a powerful message of reconciliation to the Muslim community. Dr John Sentamu, the Archbishop of York, urged the nation to unite and turn would-be suicide bombers into friends by building "an inclusive circle of love."
The First Commandment of Multiculturalism is: Thou shalt hate Christianity and Judaism. Multiculturalists also hate nation states, and they even hate the Enlightenment, by insisting that non-Western cultures should be above scrutiny.
The milk to catfish story was a disgrace. US taxpayers paid for that milk. It should have gone straight to free school milk or, failing that, been turned to cheese to give to deserving legal American resident poor. And, yes, there are some of those. Not to ablebodied people of working age, but to the frail elderly, to school lunch programs, to the disabled, to hospitals (strapped by illegals' getting free care), to foster care agencies, to prisons.
If they had milk left over, and those catfish farmers wanted it, they should have paid for it. Failing that, I would rather that the $500,000 the govt spent trucking it to the farmers had been spent, and even a little more to ship it to Third World countries where people would have been kept alive by it. And maybe, just maybe, realized that we are the greatest, most generous country on God's earth.
I know that the foul corrupt Third World elites steal a lot of our aid intended for their citizens. But some of it would have got thru to hungry people. I lived in the Third World. Their poor people don't weigh 300 pounds and loll about like many of ours. Scripture tells us that if those invited to the feast don't show, then go out on the highways and biways to invite in hungry guests. So spend our money with my blessing for a precious resource to be used. Better that than mouldering in a cave or enriching fish farmers.
I am a fish farmer's daughter and my dad would never have done such a sleazy deal. He died believing that God's country would do the right thing, not the sleazy thing.