| Barack Obama is an arrogant little twit. No matter his good intentions, he is using the crisis affecting millions of households around the country to further his own personal vision of America. Intertwined within bailouts and stimulus are permanent social changes that the country might not have been able to afford [i]before[/i] the financial crisis let alone now. So much for fiscal constraint and putting aside "wants" for the sake of "needs". The foundation is poured for mass cradle-to-grave reliance on the government and the billions in wasteful spending will only serve to push us off the edge of self-reliance and into the waiting arms of the Messiah.
But maybe that was his idea all along... |
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| Have you not heard as yet of that mad-man who on one bright forenoon
lit a lantern, ran out into the market-place and cried out again and
again, "I seek God! I seek God! --Because there were standing about just
at that time many who did not believe in God, the mad-man was the occasion
of great merriment. Has God been lost? said one of them. Or is He hiding
himself? Is He afraid of us? Has He boarded a ship? Has He emigrated?
Thus they cried and laughed.
But the mad-man pierced them with his glance: "Whither has God gone?"
he cried; "I am going to tell you. We have killed Him--you and I! We all
are His murderers. But how have we accomplished this? How have we been
able to empty the sea? Who gave us the sponge to wipe off the entire
horizon? What were we doing when we unchained this earth from its sun?
Whither does the earth now move? Whither do we ourselves move?
"Are we not groping our way in an infinite nothingness? Do we not
feel the breath of the empty spaces. Has it not become colder? Is there
not night and ever more night? How do we manage to console ourselves, we
master-assassins? Who is going to wipe the blood off our hands? Must not
we ourselves become gods to make ourselves worthy of such a deed? |
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Have fun everyone, I'll miss you!
Scott |
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| "At this moment it seems as though science will never be able to raise the curtain on the mystery of creation. For the scientist who has lived by his faith in the power of reason, the story ends like a bad dream. He has scaled the mountains of ignorance; he is about to conquer the highest peak; as he pulls himself over the final rock, he is greated by a band of theologians who have been sitting there for centuries." -Robert Jastrow |
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| "At this moment it seems as though science will never be able to raise the curtain on the mystery of creation. For the scientist who has lived by his faith in the power of reason, the story ends like a bad dream. He has scaled the mountains of ignorance; he is about to conquer the highest peak; as he pulls himself over the final rock, he is greated by a band of theologians who have been sitting there for centuries." -Robert Jastrow |
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