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YouTube is an impediment to work. I was going to write some clever words to go with these pictures, but I looked at some videos first. All I wanted was the embed gibberish so I could show them to you, but YouTube has more videos on the same subject, and the only way to get rid of temptation is to give into it.
I am glad I got to see the videos of Jeremiah Wright. Friday I was hearing the tapes of him on the radio, and it was most discouraging. When I saw the videos, I realized that this was just another loudmouth for Jesus.
I worked for 6 years with a professional Jesus Worshiper. He was selfish, hateful, vulgar and loud. He frequently directed this anger at me. He used Jesus to hurt me. Often it was over trivial matters. His voice sounded a lot like Mr. Wright’s.
Once, this Professional Jesus Worshiper shouted me down and humiliated me in the name of Jesus. When he was through, he picked up the telephone and told his friend ” I never felt better in my life”.
People ,like Jeremiah Wright, who verbally abuse other people, bring shame to Jesus.
One of the videos I found was a man in Harlem named Manning. He has a video where he talks about the Obama name on the shirt of a woman with a 54 D bra. That is not what the number 54 in my screen name refers to.
Mr. Manning says that Mr. Obama’s African father found a trashy white woman to have his baby, and that the child was called Barack. He said this from a pulpit with a sign attached…”Jesus is Lord”.
This does not speak well of Jesus.
When you see these videos of Mr. Wright, you see people listening with great enthusiasm.
At one point, two men exchange a high five behind Mr. Wright.
One thing I learned while working with the Professional Jesus Worshiper was the importance of the audience. These hatemongers do not just talk to themselves. They need an audience.
These audiences enable these poison spewers. To pray with a loudmouth who shames Jesus is morally equivalent to buying whiskey for an alcoholic.
 Barack Obama is that audience.

They have done it now.
The server at my employer, Blanken Blue, has made “free pages” off limits on company computers.
This includes blogspot and live journal, although I suspect more will follow.
There is still plenty of stuff on the internet, and even dead tree media to consider.
Now, the company owns the machine, and can do whatever it wants with them. I still don’t see what it is going to hurt the company to let me look at blogs on my lunch hour.

The first blog to be blocked today was “The Field Negro“. My first reaction was that the name of this organ set off a PC language filter on the PC.
It was more widespread than that, but that is the way it is. When I got home and caught up with Field, I found a link. It was to a young lady who had some problems with Shirley Q. Liquor.
SQL is a white man who plays a drag character. SQL is an unappealing stereotype. I cannot defend SQL,but when the aggrieved blogger takes white gay people to task for this one extremist, she is going too far.
I have one more problem with this blog. When you click onto it, the music player immediately kicks in. At the time I first tuned in, I was listening to something else, and did not appreciate the added sound. Some blogs who do this make the player easy to find, so you can cut the noise down. Jasmynecannick does not do this, and I had to turn down the Winamp until I was through reading her diatribe against SQL.

Please, people with blogs, take note. Not everyone shares your taste in music. It is rude to your visitors to assault them with your idea of groovy sounds.
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The Philadelphia layer who blogs as “The Field Negro” had a quote today from a blogger that he disagrees with. It seems as though a (young) lady in Cincinnati named Zee had a few comments on herself and race in America. (Field spells that A-Merry-Ca). Zee is of Eastern European origin, a third generation American. Her daddy made a pile of money, and employed some black people at his auto dealership.
As best I can gather, Zee does not consider herself a racist, but is tired of black people whining. Field thinks that Zee is an idiot.(I bet that would sound really neat in French). He quoted her at great length, and then left a link to her blog. When you click on the link, you see the tag line … ”Dedicated to the fight against Islam and the Left. You will most decidedly be offended if you are a PC drone.”

You need to consider the source.
I am surprised that Zee doesn’t consider the dominant role of Jesus Worship in the Black Community. If she is going to fight Islam, she might want to have a few allies.

As for me, I am a white unit from Atlanta Georgia. My ancestors have been here a long time. I have a troubled relationship with African America. I try to enjoy the good people that I know, and deal with the others as best I can.
 I don’t like people who don’t like me. I am not a policeman.
I was working downtown on April 30, 1992. The day before, a jury in Simi Valley, California had delivered an unpopular verdict. A few hundred people went on a rampage in Atlanta, two thousand plus miles away. There was a lot of soul searching after that about race relations, which was quickly forgotten. I had the sense that the anger I saw that day was just a tiny part of the total picture, and that things could be much much worse.
I could say a great deal about this, and may someday. For now, I just try to get along with people, and remember that we are all G-d’s children. This includes Muslims, the left, PC drones, Zee, and Field.

Lunch Lunch was really dull today. The usual sites lost interest quickly, and I found myself looking at the Georgia blog carnival. The GBC does link to me, albeit at my old site.
What caught my eye was a piece about a lost albino ferret.
I had some roommates once who had animals. A bunch of snakes, a cat, and a ferret named Tara. I was ok with the critter as long as Tim and Cheryl has a bathroom they could keep Tara in. The problems started when we moved to another place with only one bathroom. I objected to sharing it with a weasel.
A ferret is a weasel. When I found that out the whole thing became a lot less appealing.
Tara was not an albino. I doubt that it would have helped.
That was about this time 26 years ago. The weasel in the bathroom became an issue. I was out of the new place in less than a month.
This was the early days of MTV, when they played videos. Cheryl’s favorite band was Journey, and whenever they were on this South Georgia voice squeals “turn it up turn it up”.
A couple of years ago I was going to this place outside Gainesville. As I passed a trailer park, the radio played “ Don’t stop believing”.