Profane Homosexuals In Their Moral Midst

The ACLU continues their assault on the Boy Scouts because of their high ethical convictions and their belief in a higher authority. The ACLU’s initial barrage came as the Boy Scouts would not admit profane homosexuals into their moral midst, and now they most recently are under attack because they receive funding from the Department of Defense and allowed shared use of their facilities.

What’s wrong with the ACLU? The ACLU misunderstands that people have the freedom to do whatever they want, or as long as they don’t infringe on other people’s rights. The problem with their position, and what this entire web site is devoted to explaining, is that we are not isolated individuals, and we cannot come to totally different understandings of what is right because that cannot possibly make sense.

The ACLU’s position is eroded even further when it can be considered, by the ACLU’s own logic, that it is the homosexuals who are infringing on the rights of the Boy Scouts. Yet the ACLU makes a judgment that it is the homosexuals who are right. Ludicrous! The ACLU’s logic, the homosexual agenda, and the Boy Scout way of life cannot all be right. (Boy Scouts Legal Defense)

The Scout Oath:

On my honor I will do my best
To do my duty to God and my country
and to obey the Scout Law;
To help other people at all times;
To keep myself physically strong,
mentally awake, and morally straight.

Scout Law :

A Scout is: Trustworthy, Loyal, Helpful, Friendly, Courteous, Kind, Obedient, Cheerful, Thrifty, Brave, Clean, and Reverent.

Why would anyone have a problem with that?

Black Friday Quest for an ATV Tracker, Regal Cookware, and My Scene Barbie (With Vespa Scooter)

Black Friday, as it is called, one of the busiest shopping days of the year, overloaded Americans with even more stuff to clog their lives with. Wal-Mart won hands down as the retailer shoving the most junk down people’s throats.

A man who calls himself Outraged Richard partook in the materialistic celebration, and the following story is quoted verbatim as he related it to a throng of raving elementary children:

I was standing in line at the behemoth Wal-Mart waiting for a chance to grab several items: a Fisher Price Super 6 Volt Sport Tracker ATV for $99.99, a Regal 34 piece Non-Stick Cookware Set for $28.36, and a My Scene Barbie with Vespa Scooter for $6.46.

As soon as the mega-store opened for business I made a run for the Tracker ATV in thinking the younger and more spry among the degenerate Wal-Mart crowd would be the first to get their clutching little hands on this particular item.

Sprinting in front of the older and fatter customers, I soon found myself neck and neck with a wee lad not 4 feet high who was evidently an accomplished runner. I slyly let him take the lead and as soon as he slowed to round a corner I delivered an enormous back of the neck clothesline, picked him up by the breech of his pants and hurled him down a perpendicular aisle.

Rounding the next bend at full gait with the newly acquired Tracker now under my arm, I could see an obese middle aged lady approaching the Regal Cookware section. At full tilt, and shouting “Nooo… it’s mine!” I launched myself into the air.

With one fist outstretched and the Tracker under my other arm, I punched her sagging gut with such velocity she dropped everything in her possession except a 2 Quart Round Slow Cooker for $4.86 which she had in a death grip. This Slow Cooker was of no concern to me, only the Regal Cookware Set which I quickly swooped up.

I knew here on out it was a simple mop up operation because no 8 year old little girl was going to outsmart me on the My Scene Barbie with Vespa Scooter for $6.46. True to my previous planning, while the little girl was clutching and preoccupied with the Barbie, I flew at her with my newly aquired bulky items outstretched in each hand and mightily clapped them like a pair of cymbals on either side of her head.

I gathered up my winnings and proceeded to the checkout line, reflecting on what a productive day it had been… at least for me.

Muslim Representative Crawls Out of Gutter and Murders!

The sewage was flowing merrily along in the Arab gutter until Mohammed Bouyeri popped his filthy head up and brutally murdered Dutch filmmaker Theo van Gogh earlier this month. Mr. Van Gogh was murdered for his anti-Muslim film, Submission.

The question to be asked after viewing this 11 minute film is: Why kill an honest man who correctly portrays a significant portion of Muslim culture?

There needs to be a very public crackdown on extremist Muslim fanatics in order to assuage the fear of citizens and to warn the fanatics that they must not cross over the boundaries." (The Telegraaf, Amsterdam) 

International cash transfers must be more tightly controlled; magazines and papers which include incitement should be suppressed; unsuitable mosques should be shut down and imams who encourage illegal acts should be thrown out of the country. This should also apply to extremists who have dual nationality. They have no business here.

In addition, the range of extremists to be kept under surveillance needs to be expanded. If more money is required for all this, then that money must be made available. It is more than worth it for the sake of the citizens' safety…. (Scotsman)

Wimpering and Wet-eyed, We Gave up the Lunch money

How do you stand up to a bully? When we were children in grammar school and the big held back bully kid bumped us with his protruding belly and demanded our lunch money, this is the question that hounded us.

The same question is ever present today with the likes of worldly bullies, such as the dictators Saddam Hussein, Kim Jong Il, and Ali Husaini Khamenei. But just as in grade school when, whimpering and wet-eyed, our trembling sweaty hand gave up the lunch money, our response to dictators today is to appease, to “make friends” — in essence, to cower in submission.

We all want to be friendly. Yet, while true friends are on the same level, the dictator slavishly looks down on all others. Is this what we should look forward to in life, being grinded underneath the boot heel of our favorite tyrant?

It must be said, then, that if President George Bush was not a righteous enough leader to stand up to Saddam Hussein, then some other country’s leader should have stood up instead. But if such an announcement were to be made at a United Nations meeting, it would be as if time itself had stopped with all the myriad country’s representatives’ hindquarters frozen in their seats.

It is true that the United States may have based their overthrow of Saddam on inadequate reasoning and a history of unwelcome meddling in Iraq’s affairs, but where were the other leaders of the world in voicing their revulsion towards Saddam’s brutal regime?

The silence of our timidity is deafening and like mice we tiptoe and scamper around the feet of the world’s bullies, never correcting their poor behavior just as we cannot correct our children, our spouses, and our bosses in our personal lives.