Monday, July 16, 2012
Understanding Obama
Part 2:
-- Dinesh D'Souza on GBTV, 7/13/12
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Nephi's quotation trumps more modern renditions of Isaiah
And upon all the ships of Tarshish, and upon all pleasant pictures.
Isaiah 2:16 in the Septuagint (from Greek) reads this way:
And upon every ship of the sea, and upon every display of fine ships.
Isaiah 2:16 quoted in the Book of Mormon (2 Nephi 12:16) reads this way:
And upon all the ships of the sea, and upon all the ships of Tarshish, and upon all pleasant pictures.
I like how the Book of Mormon version (from texts carried out of Jerusalem in 600 B.C.) appears to include phrases that were variously lost in other renditions. I'm just sayin'...
Sunday, June 20, 2010
Screaming into the woods
A good time was had by all. (By “good,” I mean “real, not fake – definitely authentic and of superior quality.” In this context, “good” is not meant to imply “perfect, idyllic, completely desirable, painless or stress-free.”) (By “all,” I obviously mean, “most.”)
Clearly, the goodest (real, authentic, quality) part of the 2010 Hart reunion experience took place Saturday after lunch when a rather large beast – maybe 1200 pounds or so of muscle and iron – made off with my youngest daughter, dashing across the meadow and into the woods. Her screams dramatically interrupted my conversation with Dave about his experiences living in Ukraine, and I had to leave him rather impolitely in hasty pursuit, although I had little hope of catching up with the creature – it was very, very fast. I had the fleeting thought of detouring to get the car, but quickly threw out that idea – a dirt-bike would have been a better option on the forest trail, but I didn't have time to learn how to ride one. So I ran. And ran. And ran. (Okay, an observer would probably describe it more accurately as waddling or, at best, lumbering, but its my story, eh.), It was gratifying to hear some of the men coming behind me – with pitchforks and torches I think: the support of family is a wonderful thing when terror strikes, even in broad daylight.
The thing made no effort to hide its tracks, so it was easy to follow. Lori's screams in the distance were like an infusion of etheric adrenalin and I ran/lumbered/waddled on. Then came the sudden realization: the screams had stopped. That could be a good thing (“good” in this context meaning “highly desirable,” “hoped for,” and signaling a positive outcome, void of fear and pain), or it could be a bad thing – visions of emergency rooms, signed casts, and worse came to mind. (How about this Deseret News headline: “Most of Local Teen Still Missing After Reunion Abduction.”) Under such circumstances one thinks many silly thoughts about what lies ahead, harkening back to the most foolish of Hollywood depictions. Will there be blood? Broken bones? Or a deus ex machina hero sheltering a distressed damsel from a vanquished foe?
There was none of that. Just a slightly worn and disheveled daughter sauntering back down the trail. She and her abductor had parted company with the help of a loosened grip and a little gravity. Lori had been unceremoniously dumped by the side of the trail and left with a minor case of forest “road rash.” A local rancher caught the riderless horse a few minutes later. The pitchforks went back in the shed and the torches were extinguished.
Next time... who knows, eh, but the pattern is set (Remember “Night of the Earwigs” in 2006?) so it will surely be “good”!
Friday, February 6, 2009
FLASH: Entire country unemployed this month!
Now THAT's a scary statement from a scary lady. Ignoring the ridiculous arithmetic, one still gets the strong impression that scaring us is her real objective, inducing panic that makes American lemmings jump off cliffs believing this recovery package is their parachute, when in reality it is an iron anvil upon which economic liberty will be forged into chains.
Thursday, January 8, 2009
Solving presidential problems
Bill Clinton recommends just having him brought out to Air Force One while it sits on the runway making hundreds miss their connections. And remember to tip the barber REAL well. :-)