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    August 14

    When the End of the World Cometh...

                                       

     "Don't go to sleep Mama, look at me!," Ali shouted, tears streaking his bloodied face. "Don't die, please don't die!"

    "A boy pleaded with his mother to stay conscious as she lay near death from shrapnel wounds in northern Lebanon after their van was struck by an Israeli missile. It was the scene that members of the extended Shaito family said they had feared most, the real reason they had held out for days in their village of Tireh in southern Lebanon, terrified of the Israeli bombardment, but more terrified of what might happen if they risked leaving. On Sunday they gave up their stand, and all 18 members crammed into the family's white Mazda minivan.

    They had waved a white flag from the van, signifiying to Israeli aircraft that they were non-threatening.The Israeli military said in a statement that its aircraft operations over southern Lebanon on Sunday had targeted "approximately 20 vehicles" suspected of "serving the terror organization in the launching of missiles at Israel, and were recognized fleeing from or staying at missile-launching areas." The military did not comment on specific bombings, but cited the area south of Tyre, where the Shaitos were driving, as "an area used continuously by Hezbollah to fire missiles."

     

                         

                                              Israeli children writing
                                           on artillery shells
                                bound for targets in Lebanon.

                                     What could the message be?

    "From the children of Israel, to the children of Lebanon,  with love."?

     

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    "When the End of the World Cometh..."

    When the end of the world comes, everybody on earth goes to heaven.
    God comes and says, "I want the men to make two lines.
    One line for the men that dominated their women on earth and
    the other line for the men that were dominated by their women.
    Also, I want all the women to go with St. Peter."
    With that said and done, the next time God looked, the women are gone and there are two lines.
    The line of the men that were dominated by their women was 100 miles long, and in the line of men that dominated their women, there was only one man.
    God became weary and said, "You men should be ashamed of yourselves. I created you in my image and you were all whipped by your mates. Look at the only one of my sons that stood up and made me proud. Learn from him!
    Tell them my son, how did you manage to be the only one in this line?"
    And the man replied, "I don't know, my wife told me to stand here."

     

     

                                                             Sweet silence  
                                                          leaves a residue.
                                                                     Peace.
                                                                  and Love
                                                              Harmonious
                                                                Melodious
                                                                      and
                                                                   Honest.
                                                         Fingers of thought
                                                                     glide
                                                              salaciously
                                                             between the
                                                             subtle waves
                                                                  of quiet.

                                              

                            p;                 

    -Wahoo

    August 06

    Our society is made up of a large number of varied people.
    Being good alone is not good enough.
    Being merciful single-handedly cannot contribute much to the society.

    If we want to establish a happy family, a blissful society,
    we must be appreciative and grateful to one another.

     

    Check the site Baghdad Burning (blogspot)

    From the page: "And the world wonders how "terrorists" are created! A 15-year-old Lebanese girl lost five of her siblings and her parents and home in the Qana bombing! Ehud Olmert might as well kill her now because if he thinks she's going to grow up with anything but hate in her heart towards him and everything he represents, then he's delusional." ~Riverbend  

    The strutting and posturing of so called "men", talking out of both ends... Weaving what they think are still clever stories,
    Thinking anyone but the most delusional still believe.

    I've never seen "men" behave as such cowards.
    How brave must one be to rain down death on children
    Without ever have looked into the eyes of those you label "Enemy"?
    If you are so brave, why not seek out and fight your enemy hand to hand
    Or maybe it's just easier to be the Rainman of death from way up there
    Cause, it looks more like a video game than reality
    And you can pretend it is just so... and sleep at night.

    And what sort of "hero" takes pleasure and pride in the slaughter of others, even their enemy?

    We have traded our heroes for ghosts
    Our morals for a Latte
    Our principles for an SUV
    And care more about a drunk actor
    than the bombs WE THE PEOPLE provided for the slaughtering.

    It's not about blame
    We are well past that point... And frankly, much like a mother would say to squabbling children "I don't care who started it!"
    Enough is enough

    "Life is not about how fast you run, or how high you climb, but how well you bounce."

     

                                                             

    Wahoo