i love george carlin......
HOW TO STAY YOUNG by George Carlin
1. Throw out nonessential numbers. This includes age, weight and height. Let the doctor worry about them. That is why you pay him/her.
2. Keep only cheerful friends. The grouches pull you down.
3. Keep learning. Learn more about the computer, crafts, gardening, whatever. Never let the brain idle. " An idle mind is the devil's workshop." And the devil's name is Alzheimer's.
4. Enjoy the simple things.
5. Laugh often, long and loud. Laugh until you gasp for breath.
6. The tears happen. Endure, grieve, and move on. The only person who is with us our entire life, is ourselves.Be ALIVE while you are alive.
7. Surround yourself with what you love, whether it's family, pets, keepsakes, music, plants, hobbies, whatever. Your home is your refuge.
8. Cherish your health: If it is good, preserve it. If it is unstable, improve it.If it is beyond what you can improve, get help.
9. Don't take guilt trips. Take a trip to the mall, to the next county, to a foreign country,but NOT to where the guilt is.
10. Tell the people you love that you love them, at every opportunity.
AND ALWAYS REMEMBER:
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.
Monday, April 28, 2003
Thursday, April 24, 2003
i live by this......
A Beautiful Story
The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to find wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being. She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?" I laughed and enthusiastically responded, Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze. "Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked. She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, have a couple of kids..." "No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age. "I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me. After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me. Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up. At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know."
As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it! There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding the opportunity in change. Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets." She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose." She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep. Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be. REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL. We make a Living by what we get, we make a Life by what we give.
A Beautiful Story
The first day of school our professor introduced himself and challenged us to get to know someone we didn't already know. I stood up to look around when a gentle hand touched my shoulder. I turned around to find wrinkled, little old lady beaming up at me with a smile that lit up her entire being. She said, "Hi handsome. My name is Rose. I'm eighty-seven years old. Can I give you a hug?" I laughed and enthusiastically responded, Of course you may!" and she gave me a giant squeeze. "Why are you in college at such a young, innocent age?" I asked. She jokingly replied, "I'm here to meet a rich husband, get married, have a couple of kids..." "No seriously," I asked. I was curious what may have motivated her to be taking on this challenge at her age. "I always dreamed of having a college education and now I'm getting one!" she told me. After class we walked to the student union building and shared a chocolate milkshake. We became instant friends. Every day for the next three months we would leave class together and talk nonstop. I was always mesmerized listening to this "time machine" as she shared her wisdom and experience with me. Over the course of the year, Rose became a campus icon and she easily made friends wherever she went. She loved to dress up and she reveled in the attention bestowed upon her from the other students. She was living it up. At the end of the semester we invited Rose to speak at our football banquet. I'll never forget what she taught us. She was introduced and stepped up to the podium. As she began to deliver her prepared speech, she dropped her three by five cards on the floor. Frustrated and a little embarrassed she leaned into the microphone and simply said, "I'm sorry I'm so jittery. I gave up beer for Lent and this whiskey is killing me! I'll never get my speech back in order so let me just tell you what I know."
As we laughed she cleared her throat and began, "We do not stop playing because we are old; we grow old because we stop playing. There are only four secrets to staying young, being happy, and achieving success You have to laugh and find humor every day. You've got to have a dream. When you lose your dreams, you die. We have so many people walking around who are dead and don't even know it! There is a huge difference between growing older and growing up. If you are nineteen years old and lie in bed for one full year and don't do one productive thing, you will turn twenty years old. If I am eighty-seven years old and stay in bed for a year and never do anything I will turn eighty-eight. Anybody can grow older. That doesn't take any talent or ability. The idea is to grow up by always finding the opportunity in change. Have no regrets. The elderly usually don't have regrets for what we did, but rather for things we did not do. The only people who fear death are those with regrets." She concluded her speech by courageously singing "The Rose." She challenged each of us to study the lyrics and live them out in our daily lives. At the year's end Rose finished the college degree she had begun all those years ago. One week after graduation Rose died peacefully in her sleep. Over two thousand college students attended her funeral in tribute to the wonderful woman who taught by example that it's never too late to be all you can possibly be. REMEMBER, GROWING OLDER IS MANDATORY. GROWING UP IS OPTIONAL. We make a Living by what we get, we make a Life by what we give.
Wednesday, April 23, 2003
Monday, April 21, 2003
The Window
Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation. Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window. The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside. The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene. One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it. In his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. Days and weeks passed. One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone. Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window. The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you"
Epilogue: There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations. Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.
If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy.
"Today is a gift, that's why it is called the present."
Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation. Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window. The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside. The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance. As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene. One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by. Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it. In his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words. Days and weeks passed. One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away. As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone. Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside. He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed. It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window. The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you"
Epilogue: There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations. Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.
If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy.
"Today is a gift, that's why it is called the present."
Sunday, April 20, 2003
Wednesday, April 09, 2003
a co-worker named K-Dawg (thats n@ speak for Kelly) has nicknamed me a free radical, i didn't know what he was gwonin' 'bout so he sent me the definition, this is coming from the same person that calls me 'shock n' awe' (trini version shokanah).
Definition: A molecule with an unpaired electron. Because they have a free electron, such molecules are highly reactive.
Definition: A molecule with an unpaired electron. Because they have a free electron, such molecules are highly reactive.
I got this forward in my e-mail and decided to forward it to some people since I found it to be an interesting read
Subject: Billy Graham's daughter
In light of the many perversions and jokes we send to one another for a laugh, this is a little different: This is not intended to be a joke, it's not funny, it's intended to get you thinking.Billy Graham's daughter was interviewed on the Early Show and Jane Clayson asked her "How could God let something like this happen?" (regarding the attacks on Sept. 11).
Anne Graham gave an extremely profound and insightful response. She said "I believe God is deeply saddened by this, just as we are, but for years we've been telling God to get out of our schools, to get out of our government and to get out of our lives.And being the gentleman He is, I believe He has calmly backed out. How can we expect God to give us His blessing and His protection if we demand He leave us alone?"In light of recent events...terrorists attack, school shootings, etc. I >think! it started when Madeleine Murray O'Hare (she was murdered, her body found recently) complained she didn't want prayer in our schools, and we said OK. Then someone said you better not read the Bible in school ... the Bible says thou shalt not kill, thou shalt not steal, and love your neighbor as yourself. And we said OK. Then Dr. Benjamin Spock said we shouldn't spank our children when they misbehave because their little personalities would be warped and we might damage their self-esteem (Dr. Spock's son committed suicide). We said an expert should know what he's talking about. And we said OK. Then someone said teachers and principals better not discipline our children when they misbehave. The school administrators said no faculty member in this school better touch a student when they misbehave because we don't want any bad publicity, and we surely don't want to be sued (there's a big difference between disciplining, touching, beating, smacking, humiliatin! g, kicking, etc.). And we said OK. Then someone said, let's let our daughters have abortions if they want, and they won't even have to tell their parents. And we said OK. Then some wise school board member said, since boys will be boys and they're going to do it anyway, let's give our sons all the condoms they want so they can have all the fun they desire, and we won't have to tell their parents
they got them at school. And we said OK. Then some of our top elected officials said it doesn't matter what we do in private as long as we do our jobs. Agreeing with them, we said it doesn't matter to me what anyone, including the President, does in private as long as I have a job and the economy is good.Then someone said let's print magazines with pictures of nude women and call it wholesome, down-to-earth appreciation for the beauty of the female body. And we said OK.And then someone else took that appreciation a step further and published pictures of nude children and then further again by making them available on the Internet. And we said OK, they're entitled to free speech.Then the entertainment industry said, let's make TV shows and movies that promote profanity, violence, and illicit sex. Let's record music that
encourages rape, drugs, murder, suicide, and satanic themes. And we said it's just entertainment, it has no adverse effect, nobody takes it seriously anyway, so go right ahead.Now we're asking ourselves why our children have no conscience, why they don't know right from wrong, and why it doesn't bother them to kill strangers, their classmates, and themselves.Probably, if we think about it long and hard enough, we can figure it out. I think it has a great deal to do with "WE REAP WHAT WE SOW."
Funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell. Funny how we believe what the newspapers say, but question what the Bible
Funny how you can send 'jokes' through e-mail and they spread like wildfire but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing.Funny how lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene articles pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion of God is suppressed in the school and workplace.
Are you laughing?
Funny how when you forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they WILL think of you for sending it. Funny how we can be more worried about what other people think of us than what God thinks of us.Pass it on if you think it has merit. If not then just discard it ...
no one will know you did. But, if you discard this thought process, don't sit back and complain about what bad shape the world is in!
I sent the e-mail out to a bunch of my friends and co-workers, and my friend Jack Jones wrote this eye-opening respose:
Oh, boy.
Okay, normally I take a backseat to these forwards, and I'm a pretty middle-of-the-road guy when it comes to politics. But this one got me
a little incensed, so here is my response.
The letter started with a reference to 9/11, and how we "deserved" it for letting "god" and "the bible" out of our lives.
Lets start this conversation with the terrorists who comitted the act.
The fundamentalists who comitted this act were some of the most religious people in the world, and would have agreed with everything in this letter.
Lets talk about the fundamentalist Taliban in Afghanistan before September 11, 2001.
-They kept prayer in their schools (in fact it was the main subject!).
-They spanked their children for wanting to think differenly.
-Abortion was punishable by death. Pre-marital sex was likewise brutally punished.
-Any leader of thiers who got blowjobs in his spare time would probably be at least exiled, and at most killed, no matter how good a leader he was.
-Penthouse, Playboy and other nudie magazines were against the law. So were film, painting, sculpture, music, and anything else likely to contain "morally corrupting" influences. In fact, some very great artwork was destroyed under thier regime.
So, the argument given below in summary says that these people were doing us a service by coming here and indiscriminantly killing those who are godless
and corrupt. People with families and lives. Some people who were devoutly religious.
There are other people who agree with the letter below as well. I'll just toss out the names of Hitler and Stalin to start you thinking.
Let me give MY response to the letter below. The greatest societies on this earth all came about because of FREEDOM. When you allow people to have thier own beliefs and thier own morals, punishing them only for harming others, you end up with a happy, healthy, creative, THINKING population. Without some degree of freedom, things like language, science, art, exploration, and RELIGION would never have come about in the first place.
I don't believe in god. Do I let other people? Yes. I think it's great that they have religion. I watch tv, go to museums, and enjoy the sight of a naked woman. Some of these things have even inspired me in my life. Am I an evil person? I don't think so. And I don't think anyone else has the right to judge me as long as I'm not hurting them. I believe in family, morals, and goodness as much as the next guy. So don't go pushing your beliefs on me.
I'm an american, and I am blessed to have the freedom to REALIZE the difference between right and wrong, and not to have others' moral interpretations FORCED on me.
-Jack Jones
if you want to put your 2 cents in, or share any other opinion for that matter, e-mail me at natalllya@yahoo.com and i will add it in
Subject: Billy Graham's daughter
In light of the many perversions and jokes we send to one another for a laugh, this is a little different: This is not intended to be a joke, it's not funny, it's intended to get you thinking.Billy Graham's daughter was interviewed on the Early Show and Jane Clayson asked her "How could God let something like this happen?" (regarding the attacks on Sept. 11).
Anne Graham gave an extremely profound and insightful response. She said "I believe God is deeply saddened by this, just as we are, but for years we've been telling God to get out of our schools, to get out of our government and to get out of our lives.And being the gentleman He is, I believe He has calmly backed out. How can we expect God to give us His blessing and His protection if we demand He leave us alone?"In light of recent events...terrorists attack, school shootings, etc. I >think! it started when Madeleine Murray O'Hare (she was murdered, her body found recently) complained she didn't want prayer in our schools, and we said OK. Then someone said you better not read the Bible in school ... the Bible says thou shalt not kill, thou shalt not steal, and love your neighbor as yourself. And we said OK. Then Dr. Benjamin Spock said we shouldn't spank our children when they misbehave because their little personalities would be warped and we might damage their self-esteem (Dr. Spock's son committed suicide). We said an expert should know what he's talking about. And we said OK. Then someone said teachers and principals better not discipline our children when they misbehave. The school administrators said no faculty member in this school better touch a student when they misbehave because we don't want any bad publicity, and we surely don't want to be sued (there's a big difference between disciplining, touching, beating, smacking, humiliatin! g, kicking, etc.). And we said OK. Then someone said, let's let our daughters have abortions if they want, and they won't even have to tell their parents. And we said OK. Then some wise school board member said, since boys will be boys and they're going to do it anyway, let's give our sons all the condoms they want so they can have all the fun they desire, and we won't have to tell their parents
they got them at school. And we said OK. Then some of our top elected officials said it doesn't matter what we do in private as long as we do our jobs. Agreeing with them, we said it doesn't matter to me what anyone, including the President, does in private as long as I have a job and the economy is good.Then someone said let's print magazines with pictures of nude women and call it wholesome, down-to-earth appreciation for the beauty of the female body. And we said OK.And then someone else took that appreciation a step further and published pictures of nude children and then further again by making them available on the Internet. And we said OK, they're entitled to free speech.Then the entertainment industry said, let's make TV shows and movies that promote profanity, violence, and illicit sex. Let's record music that
encourages rape, drugs, murder, suicide, and satanic themes. And we said it's just entertainment, it has no adverse effect, nobody takes it seriously anyway, so go right ahead.Now we're asking ourselves why our children have no conscience, why they don't know right from wrong, and why it doesn't bother them to kill strangers, their classmates, and themselves.Probably, if we think about it long and hard enough, we can figure it out. I think it has a great deal to do with "WE REAP WHAT WE SOW."
Funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell. Funny how we believe what the newspapers say, but question what the Bible
Funny how you can send 'jokes' through e-mail and they spread like wildfire but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing.Funny how lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene articles pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion of God is suppressed in the school and workplace.
Are you laughing?
Funny how when you forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they WILL think of you for sending it. Funny how we can be more worried about what other people think of us than what God thinks of us.Pass it on if you think it has merit. If not then just discard it ...
no one will know you did. But, if you discard this thought process, don't sit back and complain about what bad shape the world is in!
I sent the e-mail out to a bunch of my friends and co-workers, and my friend Jack Jones wrote this eye-opening respose:
Oh, boy.
Okay, normally I take a backseat to these forwards, and I'm a pretty middle-of-the-road guy when it comes to politics. But this one got me
a little incensed, so here is my response.
The letter started with a reference to 9/11, and how we "deserved" it for letting "god" and "the bible" out of our lives.
Lets start this conversation with the terrorists who comitted the act.
The fundamentalists who comitted this act were some of the most religious people in the world, and would have agreed with everything in this letter.
Lets talk about the fundamentalist Taliban in Afghanistan before September 11, 2001.
-They kept prayer in their schools (in fact it was the main subject!).
-They spanked their children for wanting to think differenly.
-Abortion was punishable by death. Pre-marital sex was likewise brutally punished.
-Any leader of thiers who got blowjobs in his spare time would probably be at least exiled, and at most killed, no matter how good a leader he was.
-Penthouse, Playboy and other nudie magazines were against the law. So were film, painting, sculpture, music, and anything else likely to contain "morally corrupting" influences. In fact, some very great artwork was destroyed under thier regime.
So, the argument given below in summary says that these people were doing us a service by coming here and indiscriminantly killing those who are godless
and corrupt. People with families and lives. Some people who were devoutly religious.
There are other people who agree with the letter below as well. I'll just toss out the names of Hitler and Stalin to start you thinking.
Let me give MY response to the letter below. The greatest societies on this earth all came about because of FREEDOM. When you allow people to have thier own beliefs and thier own morals, punishing them only for harming others, you end up with a happy, healthy, creative, THINKING population. Without some degree of freedom, things like language, science, art, exploration, and RELIGION would never have come about in the first place.
I don't believe in god. Do I let other people? Yes. I think it's great that they have religion. I watch tv, go to museums, and enjoy the sight of a naked woman. Some of these things have even inspired me in my life. Am I an evil person? I don't think so. And I don't think anyone else has the right to judge me as long as I'm not hurting them. I believe in family, morals, and goodness as much as the next guy. So don't go pushing your beliefs on me.
I'm an american, and I am blessed to have the freedom to REALIZE the difference between right and wrong, and not to have others' moral interpretations FORCED on me.
-Jack Jones
if you want to put your 2 cents in, or share any other opinion for that matter, e-mail me at natalllya@yahoo.com and i will add it in
Tuesday, April 08, 2003
Friday, April 04, 2003
MY TOTALLY KICK ASS FRIEND SANJY WROTE THIS, I THINK HE'S A WISE LIL' COOKIE....READ ON....
THIS WAS SENT OUT IN AN E-MAIL FROM SOME UNKNOWN DUDE:
Original Message From: "Paul Davidson" Sent: Wednesday, April 02, 2003 1:44 PM
With all of this talk of war, many of us will encounter "Peace Activists" who will try and convince us that we must refrain from retaliating against the ones who terrorized us all on September 11, 2001, and those who support terror. These activists may be alone or in a gathering.....most of us don't know how to react to them. When you come upon one of these people, or one of their rallies, here are the proper rules of etiquette:
1. Listen politely while this person explains their views. Strike up a conversation if necessary and look very interested in their ideas.They will tell you how revenge is immoral, and that by attacking the people who did this to us, we will only bring on more violence. They will probably use any arguments, ranging from political to religious to humanitarian.
2. In the middle of their remarks, without any warning, punch them in the nose.
3. When the person gets up off of the ground, they will be very angry and they may try to hit you, so be careful.
4 Very quickly and calmly remind the person that violence only brings about more violence and remind them of their stand on this matter. Tell them if they are really committed to a nonviolent approach to undeserved
attacks, they will turn the other cheek and negotiate a solution. Tell them they must lead by example if they really believe what they are saying.
5. Most of them will think for a moment and then agree that you are correct.
6. As soon as they do that, hit them again. Only this time hit them much harder. Square in the nose.
7. Repeat steps 2-5 until the desired results are obtained and the idiot realizes how stupid of an argument he/she is making.
8. There is no difference in an individual attacking an unsuspecting victim or a group of terrorists attacking a nation of people. It is unacceptable and must be dealt with. Perhaps at a high cost. We owe our military a huge debt for what they are about to do for us and our children. We must support them and our leaders at times like these. We have no choice. We either strike back, VERY HARD, or we will keep getting hit in the nose..... Lesson over, class dismissed.
AND THIS WAS SANJY'S RESPONSE TO THE ABOVE E-MAIL.....
Not to sound like a hippie activist.... not that this is a bad thing!!!!!!!.... but notice how this "kid" ends this email by sayin class dismissed?!?!?!..... yeah.... these kinda rules applied in freakin high school..... to tell u all a story thats gonna bore u to death... listen to me for a second.... when i was 15 i was stabbed in the stomach.... it wasnt deap enough to do any real damage but it was a nice pull and slide jobby and i was in the hospital for a night.... i was an idiot and got into a fight wit the wrong person and i never told anyone about this really cept leanne.... my parents thought that it was from my mountainbiking adventures..... but no i was stabbed..... soooo what do u really want me to do???... it sounds all funny and a good idea when this guy talks about punchin someone in the nose... but how many of u have the guts to, on a personal level, go up to someone u dont know and that hasnt personally done somethin to u and punch, stab, or even shoot them t o the point of death, oh i forgot, we train kids like my brother to do that..... I admire anyone that can do that cuz i didnt have the guts to do that to someone that had already done the same to me cuz i figure, whats the next step....... so good for u everyone that thinks war is good!!!... try punchin this big brown kid in the nose at a peace conference.... see what happens.... sorry to anyone that got this that i dont know... i just felt like saying somethin about this guys ideas..... My grandfather was friends with a really wise and special person and he told me that an eye for and eye just leaves us all blind.... so after america's done bombin iraq... they still have 1 eye left???.... whats next ppl.... k thats it... read this guys argument.... its a good idea if u wanna be blind....
THIS WAS SENT OUT IN AN E-MAIL FROM SOME UNKNOWN DUDE:
Original Message From: "Paul Davidson" Sent: Wednesday, April 02, 2003 1:44 PM
With all of this talk of war, many of us will encounter "Peace Activists" who will try and convince us that we must refrain from retaliating against the ones who terrorized us all on September 11, 2001, and those who support terror. These activists may be alone or in a gathering.....most of us don't know how to react to them. When you come upon one of these people, or one of their rallies, here are the proper rules of etiquette:
1. Listen politely while this person explains their views. Strike up a conversation if necessary and look very interested in their ideas.They will tell you how revenge is immoral, and that by attacking the people who did this to us, we will only bring on more violence. They will probably use any arguments, ranging from political to religious to humanitarian.
2. In the middle of their remarks, without any warning, punch them in the nose.
3. When the person gets up off of the ground, they will be very angry and they may try to hit you, so be careful.
4 Very quickly and calmly remind the person that violence only brings about more violence and remind them of their stand on this matter. Tell them if they are really committed to a nonviolent approach to undeserved
attacks, they will turn the other cheek and negotiate a solution. Tell them they must lead by example if they really believe what they are saying.
5. Most of them will think for a moment and then agree that you are correct.
6. As soon as they do that, hit them again. Only this time hit them much harder. Square in the nose.
7. Repeat steps 2-5 until the desired results are obtained and the idiot realizes how stupid of an argument he/she is making.
8. There is no difference in an individual attacking an unsuspecting victim or a group of terrorists attacking a nation of people. It is unacceptable and must be dealt with. Perhaps at a high cost. We owe our military a huge debt for what they are about to do for us and our children. We must support them and our leaders at times like these. We have no choice. We either strike back, VERY HARD, or we will keep getting hit in the nose..... Lesson over, class dismissed.
AND THIS WAS SANJY'S RESPONSE TO THE ABOVE E-MAIL.....
Not to sound like a hippie activist.... not that this is a bad thing!!!!!!!.... but notice how this "kid" ends this email by sayin class dismissed?!?!?!..... yeah.... these kinda rules applied in freakin high school..... to tell u all a story thats gonna bore u to death... listen to me for a second.... when i was 15 i was stabbed in the stomach.... it wasnt deap enough to do any real damage but it was a nice pull and slide jobby and i was in the hospital for a night.... i was an idiot and got into a fight wit the wrong person and i never told anyone about this really cept leanne.... my parents thought that it was from my mountainbiking adventures..... but no i was stabbed..... soooo what do u really want me to do???... it sounds all funny and a good idea when this guy talks about punchin someone in the nose... but how many of u have the guts to, on a personal level, go up to someone u dont know and that hasnt personally done somethin to u and punch, stab, or even shoot them t o the point of death, oh i forgot, we train kids like my brother to do that..... I admire anyone that can do that cuz i didnt have the guts to do that to someone that had already done the same to me cuz i figure, whats the next step....... so good for u everyone that thinks war is good!!!... try punchin this big brown kid in the nose at a peace conference.... see what happens.... sorry to anyone that got this that i dont know... i just felt like saying somethin about this guys ideas..... My grandfather was friends with a really wise and special person and he told me that an eye for and eye just leaves us all blind.... so after america's done bombin iraq... they still have 1 eye left???.... whats next ppl.... k thats it... read this guys argument.... its a good idea if u wanna be blind....
Thursday, April 03, 2003
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