Posted on 04/10/2011 3:50:38 PM PDT by Colofornian
Where is that LIST of MYTHs that need BUSTING?
Party ownership of the print media
made it easy to manipulate public opinion,
and the film and radio carried the process further.
....... The Ministry of Truth, Winston's place of work, contained, it was said, three thousand rooms above ground level, and corresponding ramifications below. The Ministry of Truth concerned itself with Lies. Party ownership of the print media made it easy to manipulate public opinion, and the film and radio carried the process further. The primary job of the Ministry of Truth was to supply the citizens of Oceania with newspapers, films, textbooks, telescreen programmes, plays, novels - with every conceivable kind of information, instruction, or entertainment, from a statue to a slogan, from a lyric poem to a biological treatise, and from a child's spelling-book to a Newspeak dictionary. Winston worked in the RECORDS DEPARTMENT (a single branch of the Ministry of Truth) editing and writing for The Times. He dictated into a machine called a speakwrite. Winston would receive articles or news-items which for one reason or another it was thought necessary to alter, or, in Newspeak, rectify. If, for example, the Ministry of Plenty forecast a surplus, and in reality the result was grossly less, Winston's job was to change previous versions so the old version would agree with the new one. This process of continuous alteration was applied not only to newspapers, but to books, periodicals, pamphlets, posters, leaflets, films, sound-tracks, cartoons, photographs - to every kind of literature or documentation which might conceivably hold any political or ideological significance. When his day's work started, Winston pulled the speakwrite towards him, blew the dust from its mouthpiece, and put on his spectacles. He dialed 'back numbers' on the telescreen and called for the appropriate issues of The Times, which slid out of the pneumatic tube after only a few minutes' delay. The messages he had received referred to articles or news-items which for one reason or another it was thought necessary to rectify. In the walls of the cubicle there were three orifices. To the right of the speakwrite, a small pneumatic tube for written messages; to the left, a larger one for newspapers; and on the side wall, within easy reach of Winston's arm, a large oblong slit protected by a wire grating. This last was for the disposal of waste paper. Similar slits existed in thousands or tens of thousands throughout the building, not only in every room but at short intervals in every corridor. For some reason they were nicknamed memory holes. When one knew that any document was due for destruction, or even when one saw a scrap of waste paper lying about, it was an automatic action to lift the flap of the nearest memory hole and drop it in, whereupon it would be whirled away on a current of warm air to the enormous furnaces which were hidden somewhere in the recesses of the building. As soon as Winston had dealt with each of the messages, he clipped his speakwritten corrections to the appropriate copy of The Times and pushed them into the pneumatic tube. Then, with a movement which was as nearly as possible unconscious, he crumpled up the original message and any notes that he himself had made, and dropped them into the memory hole to be devoured by the flames. What happened in the unseen labyrinth to which the tubes led, he did not know in detail, but he did know in general terms. As soon as all the corrections which happened to be necessary in any particular number of The Times had been assembled and collated, that number would be reprinted, the original copy destroyed, and the corrected copy placed on the files in its stead. In the cubicle next to him the little woman with sandy hair toiled day in day out, simply at tracking down and deleting from the Press the names of people who had been vaporized and were therefore considered never to have existed. And this hall, with its fifty workers or thereabouts, was only one-sub-section, a single cell, as it were, in the huge complexity of the Records Department. Beyond, above, below, were other swarms of workers engaged in an unimaginable multitude of jobs. There were huge printing-shops and their sub editors, their typography experts, and their elaborately equipped studios for the faking of photographs. There was the tele-programmes section with its engineers, its producers and its teams of actors specially chosen for their skill in imitating voices; clerks whose job was simply to draw up lists of books and periodicals which were due for recall; vast repositories where the corrected documents were stored; and the hidden furnaces where the original copies were destroyed. And somewhere or other, quite anonymous, there were the directing brains who co-ordinated the whole effort and laid down the lines of policy which made it necessary that this fragment of the past should be preserved, that one falsified, and the other rubbed out of existence. |
Jesus was a prophet, priest and King...thereby meeting the three expectations of the Messiah (along with Isaiah 53's rendering of this Messiah as a suffering servant).
Jesus was the Prophet who came.
Joseph Smith in D&C 110 presented Elijah and Elias as both appearing to him consecutively. Let Elias is simply a Latin transliteration of Elijah. (Elijah IS Elias). Smith's ignorant came thru in flying colors in his pretended parade of Old Testament characters who supposedly were dropping in to see him.
You'd STILL not find the Raison d'être of the Temple Ordinances so slavishly performed by MORMONs.
Look thru ALL of their Scripture: the instructions on how to perform them or even the requirement for them are NON-existant.
Sorry, JESUS did NOT say that to the conman that started MORMONism.
One PERSONAGE said, "Here is my son: listen to him."
The other PERSONAGE said... nothing.
Joseph Smith did NOT perform the needed 'test' to see if these 'personages' had HAND bones or not.
Sounds like we got us a MYTH right HERE!
And why not?
Their 'scripture' contains the LIE that GOD 'command' Abraham to take Hagar as another wife; when the true SCRIPOTURE states that Sari GAVE Hagar to Abraham.
Sigh...
So many MYTHS; so little time.
MYTHS - SMITH
HMmmm...
Me TOO!
I's guess I be an FUNDAMENTALIST MORMON!
WHAT!!??
They have to be at the SAME TIME?
Oh well; I ain’t a MORMON after all...
I seem to see this urgency to believe these stories about Abraham from momrons I talk with. Is there some guilt reason you want to believe polygamy was authorized by God, when Jesus spoke on the issue of ‘putting away your wives’ and left us clear teaching that one wife with one husband is God’s way for us?
I believe JA has told he's married to a Mormon.
Is it possible that her 19th-century bloodline includes polygamists?
Ah, that could explain alot. I’ll not pursue the query further.
Doesn’t the lack of basic Biblical knowledge and comprehension demonstrated by the mormons on this thread regarding Abraham and Hagar indicate to you that there is a legitimate purpose in discussing this?
Especially when one considers that they are the ones claiming all of Christendom is incorrect?
If the mormons can get something so obvious as this wrong, what else are they getting wrong?
Threads like these serve a purpose in that they draw out the beliefs, understandings and teachings that are in error.
Mormonism and the mormons on this thread are in error as it relates to Abraham. Presenting truthful information to correct those misconceptions/errors is necessary.
I note that none of the mormons who were corrected have bothered to reply.
That's childish.
So you came on this thread just to say you are going to ignore him?
Nobody forced you onto this thread. You can make the choice next time and not read these types of threads.
Especially when one considers that they are the ones claiming all of Christendom is incorrect?
If the mormons can get something so obvious as this wrong, what else are they getting wrong?
Threads like these serve a purpose in that they draw out the beliefs, understandings and teachings that are in error.
Mormonism and the mormons on this thread are in error as it relates to Abraham. Presenting truthful information to correct those misconceptions/errors is necessary.
I note that none of the mormons who were corrected have bothered to reply.
So true.
Hagar was not Abraham’s wife.
Received in an email, something to share ping...
There once was a man named George Thomas, pastor in a small New England town. One Easter Sunday morning he came to the Church carrying a rusty, bent, old bird cage, and set it by the pulpit. Eyebrows were raised and, as if in response, Pastor Thomas began to speak....
“I was walking through town yesterday when I saw a young boy coming toward me swinging this bird cage. On the bottom of the cage were three little wild birds, shivering with cold and fright.
I stopped the lad and asked, “What do you have there, son?”
“Just some old birds,” came the reply.
“What are you going to do with them?” I asked.
“Take ‘em home and have fun with ‘em,” he answered. “I’m gonna tease ‘em and pull out their feathers to make ‘em fight. I’m gonna have a real good time.”
“But you’ll get tired of those birds sooner or later. What will you do then?”
“Oh, I got some cats,” said the little boy. “They like birds. I’ll take ‘em to them.”
The pastor was silent for a moment. “How much do you want for those birds, son?”
“Huh?? !!! Why, you don’t want them birds, mister.
They’re just plain old field birds. They don’t sing. They ain’t even pretty!”
“How much?” the pastor asked again.
The boy sized up the pastor as if he were crazy and said, “$10?”
The pastor reached in his pocket and took out a ten dollar bill. He placed it in the boy’s hand. In a flash, the boy was gone. The pastor picked up the cage and gently carried it to the end of the alley where there was a tree and a grassy spot. Setting the cage down, he opened the door, and by softly tapping the bars persuaded the birds out, setting them free. Well, that explained the empty bird cage on the pulpit, and then the pastor began to tell this story:
One day Satan and Jesus were having a conversation. Satan had just come from the Garden of Eden, and he was gloating and boasting. “Yes, sir, I just caught a world full of people down there. Set me a trap, used bait I knew they couldn’t resist. Got ‘em all!”
“What are you going to do with them?” Jesus asked.
Satan replied, “Oh, I’m gonna have fun! I’m gonna teach them how to marry and divorce each other, how to hate and abuse each other, how to drink and smoke and curse. I’m gonna teach them how to invent guns and bombs and kill each other. I’m really gonna have fun!”
“And what will you do when you are done with them?”
Jesus asked. “Oh, I’ll kill ‘em,” Satan glared proudly.
“How much do you want for them?” Jesus asked.
“Oh, you don’t want those people. They ain’t no good. Why, you’ll take them and they’ll just hate you. They’ll spit on you, curse you and kill you. You don’t want those people!!”
“How much? He asked again.
Satan looked at Jesus and sneered, “All your blood, tears and your life.”
Jesus said, “DONE!” Then He paid the price.
The pastor picked up the cage and walked from the pulpit.
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