Though the casual observer might miss it, smvoice and I were engaging in prayer and praise together. When one considers the history and even the vibe at the beginning of the day's work, this is nothing less than an act of God, in my view, and it is marvellous in my eyes.
We've all tweaked one another pretty severely. We all bear wounds that may make us wince to the end of our days. And, if I may say so, like a killdeer who pretends to be wounded to distract predators from her clutch of eggs, we all should respect Quix's ability to draw and then take fire, even as we wish he'd reserve it for democrats and our other enemies.
Please, by the bowels of Christ (Cromwell's way of invoking Divine compassion) let us note this small comity and see if through prayer and charity it can grow into a kind of fellowship which, while treating differences respectfully and seriously, will itself enrage our ancient enemy (who rubs his hands when we go at one another) and startle the non-Christians who have used our severe antipathies as an excuse to turn away from the Lord of Love.
Okay -- even I can't be that smarmy for too long. You're ALL a bunch of bozos (βοζοι?), and everybody but me and one or two of my closest friends will burn in the unquenchable fire, so there.
hmmm... ok -- I'm willing to call an armistice on your say-so, MD.
If there's a dialogue, good....
MORE EXCELLENT POINTS.
YOU’RE ON A ROLL.
Just watch that hat size, now.
LUB BRO.
smvoice