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Politics : Sharks in the Septic Tank -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?

To: thames_sider who wrote (13792)	5/19/2001 10:26:55 PM
From: epicure	Respond to of 82486

Let me just take a moment to roll on the floor laughing. Oooh that felt good. verbum sapientis indeed.

To: thames_sider who wrote (13792)	5/19/2001 10:31:33 PM
From: Chris land	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 82486

Well, there's a god who loves mankind. Do you suppose he could even love a rascal like you? Or let me guess, you are still under the notion that when your mamma used to pat you on the head and say what a good little boy you were that that's how God was supposed to see you as well!

To: thames_sider who wrote (13792)	5/19/2001 10:37:26 PM
From: Solon	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 82486

Hi T.S. Don't be too hard on Chris. He is a plagiarist. He copied the material word for word from here: www2.gvsu.edu (actually Watkin's piece of silliness is copied to several sites) I guess he forgot to quote this real life Hell from here: hosted.ray.easynet.co.uk "Although my parents were kind and loving, I had none of the joys, or the companionship, which small children usually have. From my earliest years my recollection is of my father saying: 'Do no' or 'Thou shall not'. Any form of sport or light entertainment was frowned upon and regarded as not edifying. There was only condemnation and prohibition..." "It is true to say that I was nurtured on Bible stories but mostly concerned with sacrifice. If by some mischance I did, or said, anything which my father regarded as improper, he would say: 'Do not grieve the Lord by behaving so.' And if I suggested that I wanted to go somewhere, or meet somebody, he would say: 'It will not please the Lord.'" More ominously and disturbing, were Haigh's description of his recurring nightmare: "I saw before me a forest of crucifixes which gradually turned into trees. At first there appeared to be dew, or rain, dripping from the branches, but as I approached I realized it was blood. Suddenly the whole forest began to writhe and the trees, stark and erect, to ooze blood...A man went to each tree catching the blood...When the cup was full he approached me. 'Drink,' he said, but I was unable to move."