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Henry Kissinger told a joke to Richard Nixon. It became known as Mr. Nixon’s favorite joke. A man asked Richard Wagner, Do you spell your name with a W. He replied, Nien, W.
It is 1027 pm, edt, on September 8, 2009. Soon it will be 09-09-09. It is already that day in Europe and Asia, not to mention Africa. If Africa is backwards, remember that it is, time wise, ahead of America by several hours.
)()()( oops, the shift key just loves to make trouble. Lets try this again. Be sure to leave the 9mm alone. Or use the canine squad. If you see Kay, give her love potion number nine.
090909 is a really neat day. And not just because the day after tomorrow is 911, and we know goes on then. 090909 is the last day of its type until 01/01/2101. A day expressed by three zeros and three single digit numbers.
Nine is the largest of the single digit numbers. It is a baseball team, without the DH. A baseball game lasts nine innings, just like a pregnancy lasts nine months. A pregnancy is not considered a complete game if it is rained out after the fifth inning.
Nine is pronounced the same as No in German. Is today known in Berlin as oh no, oh no, oh no? Will Yoko Ono make an appearance to celebrate? Will The Supremes reunite and square to become the Supreme Court?
Nine is an odd number. Nine is three squared. If you multiply a number by nine, and then add the digits of the sum together, you will get nine. An example is 2×9=18, and 1+8=9.
Nine is six upside down. A pristine pastime popularized 69. Jimi Hendrix wondered if six turned out to be nine, he don’t mind. The Beatles did a song called Revolution number nine, which said “turn me on dead man” if played backwards. Number Nine, Number Nine, Number Nine.
This is a repost from this time last year. This is the year of tens. In 31 days, it will be 10/10/10. Rin Tin Tin will still be dead.

September 8 is International Literacy Day . Many of us take the ability to read for granted. We forget the millions in the USA who cannot read, or can only read simple things.
It was not that long ago that all communications were by word of mouth. First man learned to write, and to read what was written. ( There were probably some who thought writing to be evil, that man should depend totally on memory.) For many years, only a few people were scribes. Texts were copied by hand. Creation of the medium was a major chore.
In 1436 Johannes Gutenberg invented the printing press. It has been downhill ever since. With more reading material available, more people learned to read. They were no longer dependent on what their leaders told them. Whether this made the people more independent, or made the leaders work harder to manipulate the people, is a good question.
While reading is a good activity, a bit of thought about what you are reading is helpful. Not everything that you read is the truth. This is why PG likes fiction…with a novel, you know it is a made up story.
Today, there is more to read than ever. The printed page is supplemented by the digital offering. Not everyone is happy about the advent of e books. Indeed, both hard copy and virtual verbiage have pros and cons, in addition to prose and poetry.
There is also collections of quotes about reading. These provide a collection of different ideas, not all of which are agreeable. The pictures for today’s adventure are from The Library of Congress. An HT for the word on ILD goes to Millard Fillmore’s Bathtub .
Anyone who says they have only one life to live must not know how to read a book. ~Author Unknown- There is a great deal of difference between an eager man who wants to read a book and a tired man who wants a book to read. ~G.K. Chesterton ( PG does not really agree with this. It is included as an illustration of the difference between wisdom and a clever phrase.)- Many people, other than the authors, contribute to the making of a book, from the first person who had the bright idea of alphabetic writing through the inventor of movable type to the lumberjacks who felled the trees that were pulped for its printing. It is not customary to acknowledge the trees themselves, though their commitment is total. ~Forsyth and Rada, Machine Learning- I would be most content if my children grew up to be the kind of people who think decorating consists mostly of building enough bookshelves. ~Anna Quindlen, “Enough Bookshelves,” New York Times, 7 August 1991 (PG went to a party once at a grand house. There was a library room, whose walls were lined with bookshelves. The man used the shelves to display his baseball hat collection.)- Outside of a dog, a book is man’s best friend. Inside of a dog it’s too dark to read. ~Groucho Marx- A book is like a garden carried in the pocket. ~Chinese Proverb- We should read to give our souls a chance to luxuriate. ~Henry Miller- Reading well is one of the great pleasures that solitude can afford you. ~Harold Bloom- There’s nothing to match curling up with a good book when there’s a repair job to be done around the house. ~Joe Ryan – A book must be an ice-axe to break the seas frozen inside our soul. ~Franz Kafka- Books serve to show a man that those original thoughts of his aren’t very new after all. ~Abraham Lincoln- Fiction reveals truths that reality obscures. ~Jessamyn West ( As the prolific Author Unknown puts it, to tell the truth you need to write fiction. Also, real life is bad fiction.)- TV. If kids are entertained by two letters, imagine the fun they’ll have with twenty-six. Open your child’s imagination. Open a book. ~Author Unknown- Books had instant replay long before televised sports. ~Bern Williams- This will never be a civilized country until we expend more money for books than we do for chewing gum. ~Elbert Hubbard- Good friends, good books and a sleepy conscience: this is the ideal life. ~Mark Twain- No man can be called friendless who has God and the companionship of good books. ~Elizabeth Barrett Browning- Medicine for the soul. ~Inscription over the door of the Library at Thebes- I divide all readers into two classes; those who read to remember and those who read to forget. ~William Lyon Phelps- Having your book turned into a movie is like seeing your oxen turned into bouillon cubes. ~John LeCarre- Never judge a book by its movie. ~J.W. Eagan ( A man sat behind a lady and a dog in a movie theater once. The dog sat on the edge of his seat during chase scenes, and howled at the jokes. Finally, the man could contain himself no longer, and tapped the woman on the shoulder. Ma’m, I am astonished at your dog’s enjoyment of this movie. So am I, Sir, he hated the book.) – The multitude of books is making us ignorant. ~Voltaire- There is no such thing as a moral or immoral book; books are well written or badly written. ~Oscar Wilde, Picture of Dorian Gray, 1891 – Reading is to the mind what exercise is to the body. ~Richard Steele, Tatler, 1710- A dirty book is rarely dusty. ~Author Unknown

PG has reread How to choose a guru by Rick Chapman. The book is a look at spirituality of all sorts, with a special emphasis on Meher Baba.
HTCAG can be a frustrating book. The main focus is on finding a “perfect master”, and the path to enlightenment under his guidance. If one is not inclined to this level of dedication, then a reader can be left feeling inferior. This is similar to the despair people feel when they think they are going to go to hell because they don’t have the correct ideas about Jesus.
Still, this is a valuable book. It takes a look at spirit from the perspective of all religions. A central concept is the avatar, the idea of G-d become man. The avatars of recorded history include Zoroaster, Rama, Krishna, Buddha, Jesus, and Mohammed. Some say that Meher Baba is the modern avatar.
Mr. Chapman has a knack for phrasing. There are expressions that PG remembers from reading HTCAG in 1978, that are still there 32 years later.
The average persons speculation about consciousness…has “the stink but not the weight of his turd”
If you have been toying with the thought that any form of Satan worship can lead you to higher consciousness, sober up by reading the story of Dr. Faustus. There are many paths to enlightenment, but this back alley isn’t one of them.
GOOD THOUGHTS/GOOD WORDS/GOOD DEEDS Don’t be sidetracked by elaborate creeds and doctrines- the truth is as simple as it is profound. From the ancient teachings of Zoraster to today, these three principles have been the heart of the message of every G-d realized Master.
BOOKS “Excellent guides until you find the Way.”–Abu Sa’id
EVANGELISMAn authentic Master will encourage you to let your life itself be his message.
TRUTH, OLD AND NEW One time the Buddha was approached by a young man who was skeptical about Gautama’s renowned divine status. “Does the Blessed One teach a path that is new and original?” he asked. One of the Buddha’s close disciples, Sariputta, turned his gaze from the Master to the skeptic and replied, “If the Blessed One taught a path that was new and original, He would not be the Blessed One!” “Well said, Sariputta,” smiled the Buddha, “well said.”
CREATION, THE STORY OF First, there was G-d. Then, there’s you. Then, there is G-d.
…the scriptures of the past compare to the writings of a present-day Perfect Master just about the way that dust compares to honey.
A real guru never has any form of sexual relations with his followers. If a person posing as a guru tries to seduce you in the physical sense, then you can have no clearer indication that he is a phony, a pathetic and hypocritical collection of unresolved desires.
Several of the above quotes are available in copy/paste form at Meher Baba Information, for which this reporter says thank you. This site says that Rick Chapman is a follower of Meher Baba, and met him in 1966. This relationship is never made explicit in HTCAG. A glowing chapter is devoted to Meher Baba , and this relationship is not surprising. Still, HTCAG might be a bit more upfront if this relationship was clearly spelled out.
Meher Baba was born February 25, 1894 with the name Merwan Sheriar Irani. The name Meher Baba means “compassionate father”. From July 10, 1925 until his death January 31, 1969, he maintained silence, and communicated by gestures that were interpreted by his followers.
With all of it’s human imperfections, HTCAG was a valuable book to PG. It is easy to read, will expose you to ideas about spirit, and get you to think. When you grow up in the Jesus Worship tradition, one can be aware of a spirit within. At the same time, you are frustrated by the obsession with life after death. You sense that there is more to G-d than scheming to live after you die. HTCAG is one path for this journey to follow.

This a story of war, and pictures. There are two groups of pictures. The people in these pictures are all deceased because of war.
A lady named Kaziah Hancock lives on a goat farm in Utah. She renders oil portraits of soldiers who have died in foreign wars. The pictures are based on photographs of the soldiers, while still alive. The portraits are shipped to the family of the soldier.
Eight time zones away, there is a “pastel-colored room at the Baghdad morgue known simply as the Missing , where faces of the thousands of unidentified dead of this war are projected onto four screens.” Families come here to look for relatives, to try learn about their loved ones.
The pictures are not based on a photograph from happier times. “No. 5060 passed, with a bullet to the right temple; 5061, with a bruised and bloated face; 5062 bore a tattoo that read, “Mother, where is happiness?” The eyes of 5071 were open, as if remembering what had happened to him.”
In the story quoted here, the mother of 5061 identified him as her son. “No. 5061 was Muhammad Jassem Bouhan al-Izzawi, father, son and brother. At 9 a.m., on that Sunday, Aug. 15, his family left the morgue in a white Nissan and set out to find his body in a city torn between remembering and forgetting, where death haunts a country neither at war nor peace.”
Pictures for this feature are from The Library of Congress.

WFMU has an audio file on the subject of brainwashing. BW is a concept that was popular in the sixties, but seems to have faded away since then. The idea is that a person can have his outlook changed by exposure to ideas that he once found disagreeable. Maybe the reason it is no longer discussed is because it is subtly practiced on the population here.
The term brainwashing first was used during the Korean War. Soldiers who were captured by the enemy were subjected to psychological warfare, and some of them succumbed.
The man in the tape, Edward Hunter, plausibly claims to have invented the term brainwashing. During some Asian war, he was talking to someone, and they used the phrase “wash brain”. Mr. Hunter claims to have been a journalist, but appears to have had some work with the CIA and OSS  (the world war two predecessor to the CIA).
Mr. Hunter had some interesting things to say. To him, John Birch was a hero. The bad name Mr. Birch got as a result of his namesake organization is most unfair to his memory. “One of America’s greatest heroes ever”.
The interview was broadcast on WJW in Cleveland OH, on “The Important Show”. WJW had been the home of rock and roll pioneer Alan Freed. The Hunter broadcast evidently took place some time in the 1960s. Whether this is before or after the death of John Kennedy is not known.
PG has always worried about the environmental issues regarding the disposal of rinse water after brain washing. Pictures for this exercise are from The Library of Congress.

PG got an email from Uzi, with a list of home remedies, and alternate product uses. Peanut butter has three alternative uses, which is one more than preparation H. No one ever made a preparation H and jelly sandwich.
To remove labels off glassware, rub with peanut butter. To remove ink from the face of dolls, use peanut butter. To get the scratches out of CD’s, use peanut butter, and wipe off with a coffee filter.
Peanuts were used by the Incas in 950b.c. It probably didn’t take much imagination to grind the beans into a paste. To claim inventing peanut butter is like claiming to invent the knot.
In recent times, Dr. Ambrose Straub of St. Louis patented a peanut butter-making machine in 1903. Dr. John Harvey Kellogg patented a “Process of Preparing Nut Meal” in 1895. Kellogg served the patients at his Battle Creek Sanitarium peanut butter.
Joseph L. Rosenfield invented a churning process that made smooth peanut butter smooth. In 1928, Rosenfield licensed his invention to the Pond Company, the makers of Peter Pan peanut butter. In 1932, Rosenfield began making his own brand of peanut butter called Skippy.
Did someone say George Washington Carver? Dr. Carver discovered hundreds of uses for the peanut. However, Dr. Carver did not patent peanut butter, as he believed food products were all gifts from God. The Incas beat all of these men by 2800 years.
In 1976, a peanut farmer from Plains, Georgia was elected President. It is also known the his brother Billy ran the family business, while Jimmy got mixed up in politics. While President, Mr. Carter was revealed to be a major user of Preparation H.
Now that we are confused about who invented peanut butter, the next question is, why butter? In The Netherlands, the product is called Pinda Kaas, or peanut cheese. It could as easily be mud, goo, or cream, as butter.
A google search on “why is peanut paste called peanut butter?” yielded an article about salmonella issues. Wikipedia sheds no light on the subject, but does mention that peanut butter is an effective bait for mouse traps. This is a repost. The picture of Jimmy Carter is from ” The Special Collections and Archives,Georgia State University Library” . Other pictures are from The Library of Congress.
Inventors.about.com has a page about “The history of peanut butter”. Portions of the text were copied into this post.

In the waters of the Turkish bath, Herbert took a break. Honest work was tiresome, and the taunts of neighbors did not make it any easier. Sometimes, the only thing you could do was look forward to the end of the day.
Her skin was as smooth as silk, but had the color of spoiled milk. You wonder how Jizzelle got like this. In her youth she had been a beauty, and the decline was steep.
Though he had reservations for dinner, Herbert decided to stay a bit longer at the baths. While he really did love Jizzelle, sometimes her hygeine issues were just too much to bare.
When she glided into the room, Arthella knew every eye was on her. Not every girl  embellished her plastic leg with glitter and sequins. The mother of pearl external brassiere was a special touch.
The chirping of the baby birds showed that they knew it was feeding time. Jizzelle was too lazy to feed them, and Arthella was not yet used to moving on her glittering prosthetic. Herbert knew it was his job, but somehow just did not care.
Unlike her sister, Arthella took a bath every day. The only problem was, she left the supplemental leg on. The glitter and sequins washed off the plastic leg, and caused major plumbing problems.
Before the rains came Herbert had wondered when he was going to work again. Being a rent boy was lots of fun, but the rude comments from Jizzelle were annoying. Now that the rain was falling, Herbert never lacked for something to do.
The broken perfume bottle was the beginning of the end for Herbert and Jizzelle. He bought the perfume to cover the revolting aroma. Herbert never suspected Arthella would break the bottle.
Despite many unsuccessful attempts ar reconciliation, the marriage of Herbert and Jizzelle was off. The many troubles stemming from hygeine issues could not be resolved. While Arthella thought she could snag handsome Herbert on the rebound, she too was destined for disappointment.
The slow, steady dripping in the bathtub could only mean one thing. Arthella had hoped to lure Herbert into the water with her for a prosthetic free romp. The only trouble is, Herbert had a date.
This story is based on an exercise at thewritersspot .

This is a repost. There will be fresh text soon, but this is good stuff. Pictures for this adventure are from The Library of Congress.
The earth has gone around the sun one time since the first post. TwentyTwoWords is going strong, and helping Abraham feed his two new babies. The blog has abandoned the concept of expressing your thoughts in 22 words. PG hates to see this, but that is the blog owner’s right.
The post was written in response to “Non-Christian readers, what (non)religion are you?”. The question got 19 comments , compared to 943 comments to the question “where do you go to church?”.
PG’s 22 word “statement of faith” was one of those comments. Here is how it went.
chamblee54 says: September 1, 2009 at 7:50 pm 1.My beliefs are my business. 2. Practice outweighs belief 3. G-d does not write books. 4. Jesus has nothing to do with Life after death.// Kris says: September 1, 2009 at 8:01 pm chamblee, Sounds like you’re pretty confident in the truth claims that you make in #’s 3 and 4. I was wondering how you reached those conclusions. Also, #’s 3 and 4 seem to contract #1 in my opinion. Thoughts?// chamblee54 says: September 1, 2009 at 8:54 pm Kris, I don’t know. Hypocrisy is in the eye of the beholder. I wrote 541 words about this at my blog.

Abraham at twentytwowords wrote… “When I asked about churches last week, some of you reminded me you’re not Christian.So…Non-Christian readers, what (non)religion are you?” That is 23 words.
PG answered the original post “home churched”. He decided to answer the follow up question. Unlike most of the others to answer, PG wanted to keep this under 22 words.
PG was raised in the Southern Baptist Church. There is a tradition in the Baptist Church to make a “profession of faith”, usually when the kid is around 10. For various reasons, PG never did this, and was never baptized. PG decided when he was 17 to quit attending. He has been to Briarcliff Baptist one time since then…he worked for a blueprint company, and delivered a set of plans to the church office.
PG went back and forth on religion. In 1979, there was a week in Camp K, a moonie facility. There was a bit of reading, thinking, and prayer, and PG chose to live in harmony with Jesus Worshipers.
In 1998, PG went to work for Redo blue. There were seven hellish years working closely with a Professional Jesus Worshiper. By the end of that experience, PG was alienated from Jesus. He wished to never hear the J-name mentioned again. Living in the Jesus happy United States, PG could seldom go 24 hours without having Jesus shoved in his face.
After a temper tantrum from the PJW, PG wrote down two sentences. “I am not interested in your opinions about G-d, The Bible, Jesus, or life after death. My opinions about G-d, The Bible, Jesus, or life after death are none of your business.”
There probably is not a religion that PG could fit into without a lot of shoehorning. Atheist is out, because PG suspects that there is a G-d. What form she takes is a matter of dispute. As for belief, PG questions that belief is the proper approach to G-d.
Agnostic sounds like something you would blow out of your nose. Judaism is a party that PG is not invited to. Buddhism makes some good points, but PG is awfully occidental. As for christianism, PG sees Jesus in the words and deeds of his believers. In his seven years at redo blue, PG saw an estimated 1400 hours of loud, hateful ministry. I am not talking to you!
As for the obsession with life after death that infects Jesus worship, PG feels pity and disgust. This is not a good focus for a religious practice, nor does it excuse verbal abuse. PG has ideas about life after death, but this post is waaay over 22 words.
PG decided that this label thing was not going to work. Labels belong on jars, and PG’s hair is a half inch over jarhead level. The best solution was to write a list of beliefs. The good news here is that numbers do not count against the total of 22 words.
1. My beliefs are my business. 2. Practice outweighs belief. 3. G-d probably exists. 4. G-d does not write books. 5. Jesus has nothing to do with Life after death.
This is 25 words. Three words need to go. Line 4 states that G-d does not write books. This implies that G-d does, indeed, exist. Line 3 can be eliminated, and the answer reduced to 22 words.

This is a repost .A few things have happened in the last year. The “last combat troops” are out of Iraq. While no one seems to totally believe this, it is an useful illusion to maintain. Most of the hand wringing is over Afghanistan. In that war, there was no debate before the invasion. We went in as to get revenge for 911. Invade first, find a goal later. The word liberation is seldom used.
While working on this post, PG had a thought about 911. He has long suspected that certain players knew about the attacks, and, knowing of the benefits for their schemes, allowed the attacks to go forward. This is tough to prove or disprove, and gives the power players the excuse they needed for the militarization that followed.
The thought for this morning concerns George W. Bush. It is well known that POTUS is a puppet, the public face that does what the string pullers tell him to do. Did the power players tell W what was going to happen on 911?
Pictures are from ” The Special Collections and Archives,Georgia State University Library”.
One thing that PG likes to do is investigate “things he has always heard”. With google, you can often find the source, and a few things more. Some urban legends are tough to trace, often because they don’t exist. Others pop up 575k results is .49 seconds.
The myth PG was chasing was the notion that government officials said our army “will be greeted as liberators” in Iraq. On March 16, 2003, Vice President Dick Cheney was on Meet the Press.
MR. RUSSERT: If your analysis is not correct, and we’re not treated as liberators, but as conquerors, and the Iraqis begin to resist, particularly in Baghdad, do you think the American people are prepared for a long, costly, and bloody battle with significant American casualties?
VICE PRES. CHENEY: Well, I don’t think it’s likely to unfold that way, Tim, because I really do believe that we will be greeted as liberators. I’ve talked with a lot of Iraqis in the last several months myself, had them to the White House. The president and I have met with them, various groups and individuals, people who have devoted their lives from the outside to trying to change things inside Iraq. And like Kanan Makiya who’s a professor at Brandeis, but an Iraqi, he’s written great books about the subject, knows the country intimately, and is a part of the democratic opposition and resistance. The read we get on the people of Iraq is there is no question but what they want to the get rid of Saddam Hussein and they will welcome as liberators the United States when we come to do that.
There are a few things to say 78 months later. Why did the Vice President have this much power? The VP is supposed to dedicate buildings and go to funerals. Dick Cheney was clearly a very powerful man, and he was not elected to that job.
Mr. Russert, rest his soul, seems to have gotten one detail wrong. The conquest of Baghdad went smoothly, with  few American casualties. It was the occupation that would be “long, costly, and bloody …with significant American casualties”. One of the casualties has been the American economy.
There probably were many Iraqis who welcomed the change, Clearly, Mr. Hussein had some enemies, and there were some who did see the invasion as liberation. There were others who did not. Players in other countries saw an opportunity to come to Iraq and make trouble. The regime that was changed had many employees, who were bumped out of jobs. “The people of Iraq” were no more a monolithic force, all acting the same way, as the people of America would be if they were invaded.
Even if the Americans were “greeted as liberators”, there would be many challenges. The country had no experience in dealing with democracy. The different ethnic groups did not like each other. Sunnis were seen as having been privileged, and many were looking to settle the score. It seems obvious that these problems were not anticipated.
There is a debate in The United States about the use of torture. It seems apparent that “enhanced interrogation” was used extensively in Iraq and elsewhere. The use of torture would seem to be an admission that we were not greeted as liberators.

On the last sunday of August, PG and Uzi had two things to do. There was festival in Grant Park. On the way there, PG had a map showing sites of the Living Walls project. The idea for Living Walls was to bring “street artists” into town and have them produce legal work.
The first stop was Edgewood Avenue, near the King Center. This historic Black neighborhood was populated with white tourists. PG pulled into a parking lot to shoot some pics of a mural of Dr. King.
The next stop was a few blocks north on Boulevard to Irwin Street. There is a huge dragon painting on a building there, next to where the beltline crosses the street. PG parked at the Irwin Street Grocery, and Uzi went inside to take a look. The ISG has a large statue of a cow on top of a shelf, which the bovine-centric PG enjoys.
There were two sites on Dekalb (spell check suggestions:Denial) Avenue, and only one was found Sunday. 902 Dekalb had a fenced in portion, with a colorful wall behind the barbed wire. On the other side of the building was the scene of a controversy.
A local painter named Vomet chose to add to the mural, after it was finished. There was much hand wringing about whose city it was, and who had the right to make “street art”. By the time PG got to the site, the extra commentary had been removed.
Next on the agenda was Flat Shoals and Memorial. PG’s friend Angel was driving visiting artists to sites, and was robbed at gunpoint near this location. The robbery was the same night that PG & Uzi had seen Hedwig and the Angry Inch (and been nervous about the two block walk to the train station after the show.) As it happened Sunday, PG drove around the block twice, and couldn’t find the piece. The young man sending text messages on the corner was not consulted.
East Atlanta was the next stop. A bar called “The Graveyard”was the scene of a mural by the parking lot. PG was taking pictures when a man walked up. He wore bartender pants, and his huge arms were covered with tattoos. He asked PG what he was going to do with the pictures. Personal collection, maybe paste Sarah Palin’s head on. Is there a problem with taking pictures? No, I was just curious what you were going to do with it. The two men shook hands, and one went back to work inside.
After a scenic ride down Confederate Avenue, PG & Uzi were back on Boulevard, across from the park. A band was playing in a pavilion, there were rows of white tents, and this would seem to be the festival. A parking spot on Berne Street appeared as if by magic.
The festival was fun. It was a bit less crowded than many neighborhood festivals, and the home repair salesmen were eager for someone to visit their booths. The rows of white tents were spread out through the park, and it was easy to go further and further away from where you parked.
The inevitable politician was hungry for people to talk to. A lady named Georganna Sinkfield is running for Secretary of State. PG asked her if this was a stepping stone to running for Governor. She got a good laugh, and said she had been a legislator for 28 years, and wanted to do something else.
After a while, PG decided he was ready for dinner. The remaining Living Walls can wait until the next time he is downtown.

PG has gotten himself into another blog battle with a professional Jesus worshiper. If you have too much free time, you can  read  dialog0828, and see the complete, uncensored spectacle. Yes, after a certain point, the PJW decided the best way to deal with things was to label PG a “troll” and delete his comments. ( Here is another discussion involving PG)
There are two points to make in this forum. ZSB (the PJW) took a gratuitous slap at the Universal Unitarian church. PG is not a member of the UU church. He has been a visitor at a delightful UU owned facility called the mountain.. PG has been shown a great deal of kindness by the friends he has in the UU congregation. This crude slap is not appreciated.
The text of the post was a mess of empty rhetoric. PG asked for a link to some of the claims. The second time the request was made, ZSB supplied a list of links, including chamblee54. One of the links was to bohemian bloggess (try saying bohemian bloggess dot blogspot ten times fast). The top post was a feature called Kindness is a Deliberate Act. The last sentence goes “I think what we really want to practice are more non-random acts of kindness — directed to those we know and to those we don’t know — as much as possible. I am sure it will make our lives happier and the world a kinder place.”
Ok, here is the deal. Show kindness to your neighbor, and make your life happier. Or go to church, and get yelled at about going to hell. Somehow, this is not a tough choice.

It is with the saddest heart that I must pass on the following news. Please join me in remembering a great icon of the entertainment community. The Pillsbury Doughboy died yesterday of a yeast infection and trauma complications from repeated pokes in the belly. He was 71. Doughboy was buried in a lightly greased coffin.
Dozens of celebrities turned out to pay their respects, including Mrs.Butterworth, Hungry Jack, the California Raisins, Betty Crocker, the Hostess Twinkies, and Captain Crunch. The grave site was piled high with flours. Aunt Jemima delivered the eulogy and lovingly described Doughboy as a man who never knew how much he was kneaded.
Doughboy rose quickly in show business, but his later life was filled with turnovers. He was not considered a very smart cookie, wasting much of his dough on half-baked schemes. Despite being a little flaky at times he was still a crusty old man and was considered a roll model for millions.
Doughboy is survived by his wife, Play Dough, two children, John Dough and Jane Dough, plus they had one in the oven. He is also survived by his elderly dad, Pop Tart.The funeral was held at 3:50 for about 20 minutes.
I am not clever enough to compose the above piece. Credit is hereby given to whoever wrote it. Pictures are from ” The Special Collections and Archives,Georgia State University Library” . The spell check suggestion for Doughboy is Doughnut.