Posted on 12/22/2019 11:31:02 AM PST by ransomnote
:^) By the Grace of God the good shall prevail!!! ...at the hand of faithful and patriotic servants.
Merry Christmas!
...that’s because dogs know better than to worship graven images.
They reflect God.
DOG<->GOD
cats...not so much
Merry Christmas
Breitbart (naughty words) 24 sec
https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=1&v=FhSy-6VqIww&feature=emb_logo
A new hot water heater:
“Clark, that’s the gift that keeps on giving”.
Merry Christmas, Bob!
That’s gold, Jerry.
We had a water heater from 1985, still worked. I never drained it. We have soft water. :) My wife insisted on replacing it.
Merry Christmas!
-SB
Time to make my rounds. Taking tomorrow off. I’ll catch up on Thursday.
Happy Christmas everyone!
Same to you, old friend.
Thank you - always so good to “see” you and hear from you.
LOL
Merry Christmas, everyone!
I found a plumber who came and put in a new one today - on Christmas Eve!
...
#metoo!
Looked at my bride and said, Merry Christmas! I got you half a new water heater!
Forget Q for a moment. Do you seriously think that all the conspirators are going to walk? I am not trying to ad hominem you, but that level of cynicism does not seem warranted given the statements of virtually every major Republican politician in a position to know, as well as the A.G. and the President himself.
Here's my list of who should probably go to jail for Spy Gate.
And these guys should go for corruption:
and then, I'd dream of getting the players above them:
And, No I don't think any of them will ever spend one day in jail.
But worse than that I expect few if any to ever even been indicted.
I'd put $10 a head on each of them. We can settle it next Christmas Day. My proposition is that they each person named will not have been indicted. If they are, I owe you $10. IF they aren't, you owe me. What about it?. Bagster, I'll extend this wager offer to you, too. Go ahead, make my day!
This neutralizes one of the biggest challenges facing Justice: all of these, if by some exceptional event, are ever indicted and arrested will still be tried in the District of Columbia, which is full of Angry Democrats and will only convict Republicans, which is now a structural problem with our justice system for all National level politicians. (I learned this in the Scooter Libby affiar. God Bless Donald Trump for finally pardoning Scooter Libby!)
Merry Christmas to All, and to All A Good Night!
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>>That poem just *sucks*.
It’s not even the form. Moore is always letter perfect with rhyme and rhythm. The first NBC wasn’t. People had to smooth the edges. What you now read is after those rough edges were fixed. And that’s how Henry wrote. Quick, on the back of an envelop with crossouts.
Moore was obnoxiously virtue-signalling. Always talking down. Henry wrote in the voice of the child about the dreams of a child.
What someone needs to do is bring a psychologist into the analysis who can pull the human being out of the writings. Then, as we did, do the same to NBC. I have no doubt how that would work out.
Could the soul that wrote this, write NBC?
Moore (FTP):
“Hail, Youth! In me behold a friendly power,
Thy guard in every place, at every hour,
Who thus appear expos’d to mortal view,
Clearly to mark the course you should pursue.
To me ‘tis giv’n your virtue to secure
From custom’s force and pleasure’s dangerous lure.
I watch the motions of your youthful mind,
Rejoicing when to virtue ‘tis inclin’d;
But when a growing folly is descried,
To root it out, no art I leave untried.
Those drugs I mix in pleasure’s luscious bowl
Which pain the body to preserve the soul.
That listlessness, those qualms, those aches I send
Which dissipation’s giddy round attend.
Nor let these warnings, by your Guardian giv’n,
By winning pleasure from your thoughts be driv’n.
For if, regardless of my friendly voice,
In Fashion’s gaudy scenes your heart rejoice,
Dire punishments shall fall upon your head:
Disgust, and fretfulness, and secret dread.
Unmeaning forms shall swim before your eyes,
Wild as the clouds which float in vernal skies.
But if true wisdom all your thoughts employ,
I promise lasting peace and health and joy.
A mind untouch’d by malice or by spleen
Shall make your slumbers light, your thoughts serene;
And through the ills which mortals must betide
I still will be your counsellor and guide.”
Could THIS soul write NBC?
Henry:
(Timmy was the son of Yale President Timothy Dwight)
Master Timmy brisk and airy
Blythe as Oberon the fairy
On thy head thy cousin wishes
Thousand and ten thousand blisses.
Never may thy wicket ball
In a well or puddle fall;
Or thy wild ambitious kite
O’er the Elm’s thick foliage light.
When on bended knee thou sittest
And the mark in fancy hittest
May thy marble truly trace
Where thy wishes mark’d the place.
If at hide and seek you play,
All involved in the hay
Titt’ring hear the joyful sound
“Timmy never can be found.”
If you hop or if you run
Or whatever is the fun,
Vic’try with her sounding pinion
Hover o’er her little minion.
But when hunger calls the boys
From their helter skelter joys:
Bread and cheese in order standing
For their most rapacious handling
Timmy may thy luncheon be
More than Ben’s as five to three.
But if hasty pudding’s dish
Meet thy vast capacious wish -
Or lob-lollys charming jelly
Court thy cormorantal belly
Mortal foe to megre fast
Be thy spoonful first & last.
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