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Apr 7, 2005 22:39:53 GMT -5
Post by someone on Apr 7, 2005 22:39:53 GMT -5
Missed all that Someone? I didn't back away from what I said one bit. I gave an explanation for why I posted what I did. I never hid behind anything. Got it? Perhaps if you can afford some reading comprehension classes on that waitress salary of your's, it might be beneficial to you. Fucking cunt.You're right, my salary as a server and student in Vegas is so pitiful. Is it any wonder I had to start selling death just to make ends meet? It's not like I'm a fucking fireman. I mean, they have to have a GED and an education in the school of life before they can roll around in their money. Sometimes life just isn't fair. Oh well. BRING OUT YER DEAD!
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Apr 7, 2005 22:56:31 GMT -5
Post by shin on Apr 7, 2005 22:56:31 GMT -5
Nah, but this is just politics, shin. What DeLay is doing is using an emotional issue (the Schiavo debacle) to play up to the violent undercurrents of his base. So he may get censured. At least he's on record as being strongly opposed to any liberalism. At least he's on record being pro-guns, pro-war, and againt (gasp) nuance of any kind. He knows exactly what he's doing. True, but that isn't really any better, is it?
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Apr 8, 2005 7:00:10 GMT -5
Post by pissin2 on Apr 8, 2005 7:00:10 GMT -5
I wake up this morning, once again, to see that jerk pope all over my tv. every channel. Look everybody, here's what his funeral looks like! Check out everyone just standing around! Yup that's what they're doing. They're all there standing around, and oh wait, now they're humming! Stay tuned so you don't miss a second! Fuckin hell man. I didn't see the weather or the traffic. They're lucky there wasn't an accident on my route this morning. It's raining like hell too. Stupid news. Stupid religious nuts. Way to start my friday off right Rome!
Oh and his casket is fucking ugly.
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Apr 8, 2005 10:05:22 GMT -5
Post by skvorisdeadsorta on Apr 8, 2005 10:05:22 GMT -5
I'm listening to Coil's "The Pope Held Upside Down" right now.
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JACkory
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Apr 8, 2005 10:14:47 GMT -5
Post by JACkory on Apr 8, 2005 10:14:47 GMT -5
I wake up this morning, once again, to see that jerk pope all over my tv. every channel. Look everybody, here's what his funeral looks like! Check out everyone just standing around! Yup that's what they're doing. They're all there standing around, and oh wait, now they're humming! Stay tuned so you don't miss a second! Fuckin hell man. I didn't see the weather or the traffic. They're lucky there wasn't an accident on my route this morning. It's raining like hell too. Stupid news. Stupid religious nuts. Way to start my friday off right Rome! Oh and his casket is fucking ugly. Settle down, Guv'nor. It'll all be over soon. I don't know why you moan and groan so much, as this is the perfect opportunity for you to switch off the set and give it a rest. Perhaps you would benefit from the time away from the telly by reading a suitable follow-up to The Celestine Prophecy you just finished? May I suggest Harry Potter & The Chamber of Secrets?
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Apr 8, 2005 10:22:27 GMT -5
Post by pissin2 on Apr 8, 2005 10:22:27 GMT -5
Yes, but there are times when I need the set, like to get a decent traffic report!
How long will this go on? Like will the cameras be there as they lower him into the ground, or wherever he's going? Will the cameras still be rolling as the millions exit the grounds? How about when people go back to their homes finally? I bet they're going to interview them. "So how was the funeral?" "Oh it was nice" I mean he died like 7 days ago man! There are other things going on in the world.
I never read or seen any Harry Potter but people keep telling me it's good.
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Apr 8, 2005 11:32:56 GMT -5
Post by pissin2 on Apr 8, 2005 11:32:56 GMT -5
We've got the american jesus see him on the interstate.........
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Apr 8, 2005 11:59:45 GMT -5
Post by skvorisdeadsorta on Apr 8, 2005 11:59:45 GMT -5
Come to Texas kMC if you want to know the real Delay. My parents, who are actually extremely conservative want to hang him up from a tree. The man is a monstrous moron. I live in Austin and to be quite honest with you I'd like to burn the Texas political system to the ground and start all over again.
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Apr 8, 2005 12:00:46 GMT -5
Post by skvorisdeadsorta on Apr 8, 2005 12:00:46 GMT -5
Pope on a rope.
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Apr 8, 2005 12:07:37 GMT -5
Post by pissin2 on Apr 8, 2005 12:07:37 GMT -5
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Apr 8, 2005 12:29:12 GMT -5
Post by chrisfan on Apr 8, 2005 12:29:12 GMT -5
He must have figured out how to escape from the dungeon where Tom DeLay was hiding him.
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Apr 8, 2005 13:54:37 GMT -5
Post by pissin2 on Apr 8, 2005 13:54:37 GMT -5
well kids the weekend is upon us. Everyone go home, get fucked up, and remember to worship Satan.
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Apr 8, 2005 15:21:11 GMT -5
Post by JACkory on Apr 8, 2005 15:21:11 GMT -5
well kids the weekend is upon us. Everyone go home, get fucked up, and remember to worship Satan. Perhaps there is something to the whole "reincarnation" thing...Pissin is obviously Sam Kinnison come back from the dead. Of course, he seems to have lost his humorous edge in the transition, but hey...Sam's brand of guffaw was always an acquired taste, anyways...
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Apr 8, 2005 16:22:27 GMT -5
Post by Thorngrub on Apr 8, 2005 16:22:27 GMT -5
Add reincarnation to the load o' bollocks spoonfed us on a daily basis since who knows when. imo. See ya'll on the dread Chrisfan's Ego board, next time~!
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Apr 8, 2005 16:35:04 GMT -5
Post by RocDoc on Apr 8, 2005 16:35:04 GMT -5
Sam Kinison reincarnated? Hardly. How about perhaps Sam Kinison's ancephalic little brother? Consider this sincere 'fuck yourself' to ya, pissin'... Dying sends out loud and clear message of life
Published April 3, 2005
So many bitter words were shouted across America last week, as a young woman starved to death in Florida.
Some were ugly and short, hurtling past curled and unthinking lips. Others were slyly dressed up, pretending to be tolerant, which made them just as sour.
Then, across the world, an old man in Rome died. Immediately, the volume was lowered, the world was put on notice and the bitter words were put away, at least for a while.
Earlier, as the young woman died, the angry words around her were fit into sentences. These were formed into complicated proofs, positions, essays and arguments about life and who is worthy to live it and whether death is a personal or public matter, and whether the disabled are next.
Some arguments were based in reality, others were abstract, theoretical. Others were based on faith, and others were purely political. Folks on all sides were passionate--except those who search for safe passage along the middle ground and think they'll find it.
After the past angry week, the consensus was that we're a people divided, irreconcilable. Yet through all those bitter words, on all sides, there was a common thread.
Fear.
I'm sure many folks will insist they are afraid of nothing. And I'm sure that there are those who aren't afraid. But most of us are.
Humans are naturally afraid of pain, and suffering. We fear becoming a burden to those we love, of losing our dignity at the end. And most of us are afraid, too, of the knowledge that the end of our days and those of our loved ones is inevitable, and there is nothing we can do.
Words alone can't help.
They offer no real measure of protection from what's coming. They offer no control over what really bothers most of us--which is ultimately the loss of control, and what waits for us afterward when our bodies are cold.
But the old man in Rome wasn't afraid of losing control. He was a man of words, of letters, a poet--but he knew the limits of words. And he was comfortable moving beyond them while dying, knowing that sophisticated arguments and reason couldn't help him get to where he wanted to go.
He welcomed the suffering too. He considered it a gift. He was a teacher and communicating was central to his life, yet at the end, he could not speak a word.
Old, infirm, in pain, he'd make it to the window of his apartment and look out at the throngs of people standing in the square below, his actions were captured on television and broadcast around the world.
There, at the window, he would teach.
He'd teach without talking, just by appearing, by holding on to a life many would have considered not worth living at the end. By doing this, he taught that all life is worthy, and he reminded his people of something they'd been taught almost 2,000 years ago:
They didn't have to be afraid of death.
You know this is about Pope John Paul II, and his dying after so much bitterness surrounding Terri Schiavo, the woman with brain damage who was legally starved to death in Florida.
At first I wanted to avoid any comparison between them, for fear of stretching things to suit my purposes. They approached the end differently, he welcomed it, and she was oblivious. They were connected by a common faith. Their lives were connected, too, at least briefly, by the use of tubes to feed them.
But most of all, they were connected at the end by a public message from her family, and from him, that human life is sacred.
As he lay dying, I heard his legacy being chipped by some talking head on TV who called him the conservative pope. Such labeling reveals more about news bias than it does about the pope.
Was it liberal of him to stand against communism in Eastern Europe and smash it, or to stand against abortion and embryonic stem cell research? Was it conservative of him to forgive the man who tried to kill him, or to condemn a conservative-led war in Iraq, or capital punishment? Was it conservative to reach out across faiths, to apologize to Jews, to Eastern Orthodox, to women, for offenses committed by the Western church?
Chicago is a Catholic town and I'm Greek Orthodox, not Catholic, but I remember when he crossed the Southwest Side, and the Polish people there crowding the curbs, proud of their Polish-born pope, reaching, yearning to glimpse him, to claim him.
And so, for today, I'd like to claim him too.
I don't think I'm alone. Many of different faiths--and those without any faith--will mourn him. We can all agree on his goodness, hoping some of it remains behind, where we're in need of it.
You don't need to ask permission to light a candle. All you do is close your eyes, and go to that place inside yourself where there are no words, where words don't matter, where they don't reach.
jskass@tribune.com
Copyright © 2005, Chicago Tribune
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Someone, gee. Why so DOWN on yourself?
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