Posted on 02/15/2002 10:23:06 PM PST by churchillbuff
So, you think the issue of slaughtering innocents in the womb is a "political point of view"? People like you are part of the problem.
That would explain it then. You have to consider the source.
Probably because they know their philosophy is bankrupt, and we remind them of it?
Oh, please don't go there. It makes us sound as petty and trivial as the RATS at the DU.
BTW, what does Caleb1411 mean? Caleb from Joshua's time???
BTW, Debby Morse is, I believe, the wife of San Francisco Chronicle bloviator Rob Morse. When the Examiner printed the story about John Walker Lindh's father Frank Lindh leaving his family to go gay (he moved in with the gay owner of a gay bathhouse), poor Rob got his panties severely twisted. The Examiner had taken criticism of the poor Lindhs "to a new and disgusting level", he whined. Debby's spousal unit would seem to be more PC than a lot of gays are.From:
"...My wife hated "The Vagina Monologues." I accept her review because she's an expert on the subject, not simply because I'd rather put my hand in a blender than see the show.San Francisco newspaper writer Rob Morse's wife's first name is also spelled "Debby," and she writes for a newspaper.By the way, my wife is no prude. During the Clinton-Lewinsky scandal, Debby wrote a newspaper column arguing that we all should get used to the word "vagina," which had been printed in the nation's newspapers when the Starr report was released.
I wrote a dueling piece arguing against using the word. As you can see, she won..."
And they seem to disagree often in print, enough so that they no longer both work for the SAME paper.QED. It appears that you are correct. ;)
I think you will agree that the more objectionable posts such as the ones I refer to will not be too much to delete. I mean, if we can not get rid of the few posts advocating mass murder and extermination of an entire race of people then we deserve what criticism we get.
"I do care, however, that some of the 'loose cannons' around here may have given us ALL a bad name by sending her some poorly-considered inflammatory attacks" - RonDogI fear that you are correct, bloodmeridian. ;("If she'd have received 1 nasty email from a 'loose cannon' and 99 others from sane, reflective, intelligent Freepers, she would have focused on the one as representative of what goes on here. That's just the way it is, and we all know it. Freep on, folks!" - bloodmeridian
This controversy DOES, however, give me the opportunity to share a WONDERFUL explantion that I found recently about the ORIGIN of the term, "loose cannon," from the Historical Maritime Society:
Nelson and His Navy - Loose Cannons
The following excerpt is taken from a translation of Victor Hugo's "Ninety-Three" and gives a graphic, if rather flowery description of what happens when a cannon breaks loose on a man-of-war.
"... Boisberthelot did not have time to reply. La Vieuville's words were suddenly cut short by a desperate cry, and at the same time the two men heard a noise unlike any noise that is normally heard. The cry and the noise came from inside the ship. The captain and the lieutenant rushed toward the between-decks, but were unable to go down.All the gunners were frantically coming up. A frightful thing had just happened. One of the carronades of the battery, a twenty-four-pounder, had broken loose. This is perhaps the most frightful of all accidents at sea. Nothing more terrible can happen to a warship on the open sea and under full sail. A cannon that breaks its moorings suddenly becomes a kind of supernatural beast. It is a machine which transforms itself into a monster.
That mass speeds on its wheels, tilts when the ship rolls, plunges when it pitches, goes, comes, stops, seems to meditate, resumes its swift movement, goes from one end of the ship to the other with the speed of an arrow, spins around, slips to one side, dashes away, rears up, spins around, slips to one side, dashes away, rears up, collides smashes, kills, exterminates. It is a battering-ram which attacks a wall according to its own whim. Add this: the battering-ram is made of steel, the wall of wood. It is matter's entry into freedom. It is as though that eternal slave were avenging itself.
It seems that the spitefulness in what we call inert objects suddenly burst out of them, that they have lost patience and taking a strange, obscure revenge. Nothing is more inexorable than the anger of the inanimate. That frenzied mass has the leaps of a panther, the weight of an elephant, the agility of a mouse, the stubbornness of an axe, the unexpectedness of a swelling sea, the swift blows of lightning, the deafness of the tomb. It weighs ten thousand pounds and bounces like a child's ball. It moves in whirls abruptly cut by right angles.
And what is to be done? How can it be overcome? A storm ceases, a cyclone passes, a wind dies down, a broken mast can be replaced, a leak can be stopped, a fire can be extinguished; but what is one to do with that enormous bronze brute? How is one to deal with it? You can reason with a mastiff, astonish a bull, fascinate a boa, frighten a tiger, move a lion to pity; with that monster, a cannon on the loose, there is no resource. You cannot kill it, for it is dead; and, at the same time, it is alive. It lives with a sinister life that comes to it from the infinite.
The deck beneath it swings to and fro. It is moved by the ship, which is moved by the sea, which is moved by the wind. That destroyer is a plaything. The ship, the waves, the wind, all these things control it; hence its horrible life. What can one do to that mechanism? How can one fetter that monstrous shipwrecking machine? How can one foresee its comings and goings, its returns, stops and impacts? Any one of those blows may smash a hole in the planking. How is one to guess that frightful, wandering course?
One is dealing with a projectile that changes its mind, seems to have ideas and constantly alters its direction. How can one stop something that must be avoided? The horrible cannon flings itself about, advances, retreats, strikes left and right, flees, passes, deceives one's expectations, breaks down obstacles and crushes men like flies. The terror of the situation lies in the mobility of the deck. How can one combat an inclined plane which has its caprices? The ship has, so to speak, lightning imprisoned in its belly, trying to escape; it is like thunder rolling above an earthquake ..."
LOL! That colorful description reminds me of a LOT of posters around here. ;o)
I don't know and I don't care. We would need one to find a sane thought. These commie lib types are real low on them.
What's wid dat? I used to live in Dallas, and
when the liberal Times-Herald folded, the
very conservative Morning News had a
free shot. Have they gone left????
And why shouldn't we be angry? We have been railroaded and lied to and for all intents and purposes gagged and enslaved by these liberal thugs in the name of "diversity" and "tolerance." Well, bulls**t. When the majority of Americans have their sensibilities offended and assaulted everyday at every turn and we see media and the politicians swallowing the bitter pills of outrage and ignoring dissenting voices no matter how many or how justified you're d**m right we're gonna be angry. Maybe we'll eventually get angry enough to do something about it as the forefathers intended and take our country back.
Admittedly some of us get a bit out of control at times and say things that do nobody any good. I know that I have a very hard time being civil to some people on this forum, although thankfully they are the exception, but I too have seen some vicious battles here and at such times I feel that we have lost because we can be so easily diverted from our purpose of promoting conservatism and the Constitution.
Does this mean Greg Norman will have me over for drinks so I can get stewed and trip on his steps?
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