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.
Amen to that..but wait there's more. Act now and we'll doubt the Obama lies and deceit.
The Real Agenda of Black Liberation Theology
By Jeffrey Schmidt
Now, suddenly, the Reverend Jeremiah Wright is misunderstood. Suddenly, so-called black liberation theology is misunderstood.
Wright's successor at Trinity United Church of Christ, the Reverend Otis Moss III, won't bow to the wishes of "they" to shut up. It begs the question: "Who are they?" The larger white cultural? Or liberals and Democrats who see all this unfavorable publicity hurting the election chances of Barak Obama?
The sad truth is that neither the Reverend Wright nor black liberation theology is being misunderstood. Both, thanks to the candidacy of Barack Obama, are being exposed. God, in fact, works in mysterious ways. And unless it's the aforementioned liberals and Democrats who are trying to hush up Wright, Moss and others of their ilk, sensible Americans want to hear more, for knowledge is power, the power to combat hate.
Such pygmalion words, and so scatological! I love colorful language, (although I may never look at rainbows the same way again). The patois of South Eastern New Hampshire and Down East Maine paint the tableau of my imagination with unsubtle language. In fact any expletive laden oath or declaration informs my speech. (Barring the courtesy of censorship for more delicate social arrangements). Huzzah! Huzzah to the full spectrum of linguistic wonders!
And Patina thanks for cementing the image of an ass passing and fracturing white light in my mind with your link. What an excellent find! (Really, I’m quite envious).
As for Mrs. B. Bravo! Bravo! You’ve given us a fine example of rapier wit. The B— will of course buy you flowers for reminding him of how your gifts enrich his life.
You kill me. Hoot! (I love to read your comments).
The language in question is a direct quote and you have to admit, speech is a separate category from the written form. The art of the spoken word in casual conversation is gloriously liberated from restrictive conventions, (all standards of elocution aside). It’s free form. Expressive. Felt more than known. So perhaps the tautology was intentional; the addition of the redundant expletive added to the sense of frustration the speaker intended to convey.