A Stinky Contraption

 The shoes were a stinky contraption of leather, rubber and canvas held together by man made threads. The logo design was no longer important because they just hung on the wire. On the wire the shoes told everybody that a bad man lived here and to stay away.

Everyday they were a constant reminder to him that he let a banger take his shoes. Shoes his daddy bought for him, just before he left. His momma was so mad when he came home that she beat him.

 And now he hides under the porch smoking pot barefooted in the mud.

Representing Umbrella Corp at Biotech Industry Growth Discussion and Intellectual Contribution Kvell.

I was recently asked to share my research at Umbrella Corp. I may also get to do a speaking gig at the Biotech Industry Growth Discussion and Intellectual Contribution Kvell.

My work in nerve regeneration and weaponizing (being the best way to describe the planned process of repair) of certain DNA proteins has been an important goal for the biotechnology dept. of Umbrella corp.

Three mechanisms of repair to the double-strand breaks (DSBs) and flaying damage to axons is being worked on here at Umberlla Corp. Two have been partially published in certain journals so legally I have no trouble sharing some of this information with you.

Anon-homologous end joining (ANHEJ),

Using extracted Uracil-DNA glycosylase from nematodes we are designing DNA-binding proteins that have a specified DNA-binding site for regeneration, augmentation and enhancing of spinal nerve endings as well as the cognitive brain functions of reposing test subjects.

By placing single Zinc finger protein to the severed end of certain flat worms we have been able to, through said flat worm implantation, been able to create a "bridge" across failed nerve endings. This along with specific gene protein protocols our group has been able to bring positive response back from and into unresponsive (dead) muscular tissue. Using this same process we have been able to generate certain responsive activity in the cognitive brain areas of cadaverous test subjects.

Recently transcription activator-like effector nucleases (TALENs) have been created, which are based on natural proteins secreted by Xanthomonas bacteria via their type III secretion system when they infect various plant species. These along with specific growth gene proteins and gestation hormones from Neotomys ebriosus we have been able to create some control over the test subjects.

To see if the nematodes can "automatically" find and repair broken axons as they transverse through the host body the DOE is to plant many of these modified nematodes into a test subject. While "automatic" repair of mortified test subjects is evident, there is still massive a loss of higher reasoning and fine motor control.

When the test subjects gain full mobility they are single minded and focused on DNA extraction. It seems that for now the instinctive memories and survival of the "bridge" symbiotes is to obtain more DNA from subsisting sources for further repairs.

Micro-homology-Mediated End Joining (MMEJ),

Using Trans-lesion synthesis (TLS) as a DNA damage tolerance process we are allowing the DNA replication machinery to replace past DNA lesions with thymine dimers to the axons AP sites. This involves switching out regular DNA polymerases for specialized trans-lesion polymerases (i.e. DNA polymerase IV or V, from the Y Polymerase family)

The ultimate goal being is the use of bacterial cells and plasmids to replicate the same repair process of the nematode but in a smaller vehicle. Progress here has been slow but there is some positive direction, By controlling the formation of pyrimidine dimers with irradiation from high wavelength UV light, the results in an abnormal covalent bond between adjacent pyrimidine bases have shown to be receptive to photo-reactivation process directly reversing the damage to the broken cells by the action of the enzyme photolyase.

Another type of base excision repair (BER) to the severed and or reposed nerve cells, which repairs damage to a single DNA base pair caused by death is alkylation-hydrolysis which has shown great promise in re-animation. The damaged base and glycosylase is removed by the gestation androgynous hormone of a paddocstol and using phonosemantic matching from inert Ebola DNA. The "missing tooth" is then recognized by an enzyme called AP endonuclease, which cuts the phosphodiester bond. The missing part is then resynthesized by a DNA polymerase where TALENs take control of the growth, and the DNA ligase performs the final nick-sealing step.

Yes, the Nucleotide excision repair (NER), is clumsy and not totally controllable, but with the Zinc finger protein as a marker and extracted Uracil-DNA glycosylase in a synthetic reproduction environment the bacteria in specialized synthetic polymerase plasmid envelopes should recognize the bulky, helix-distorting lesions such as pyrimidine dimers and 6,4 photoproducts. With the specialized form of NER known as transcription-coupled repair, the new self-replicating organism will deploy NER enzymes to genes that are being actively transcribed.

Generation and control of self-replicating and repairing, methylation of guanine bases, is directly accelerated by the protein Methyl Guanine Methyl Transferase (MGMT), the bacterial equivalent of which is called OGT. Right now this is an expensive process because each MGMT molecule can be used only once. But we are also on the verge of being able to force the MGMT to replicate itself using some of the DNA from the inert Ebola virus DNA mentioned before.

The nerve cell and brain cell reaction is stoichiometric rather than catalytic. And a generalized response to the methylation agents in the bacteria are the adaptive response to and from the gestation androgynous hormone of a paddocstol and confers a level of acceptance to alkylating agents upon sustained exposure by upregulation of alkylation repair enzymes. The DNA damage is reversed by neighboring cells as the repaired/replaced DNA is certainly traded by methylation of the base pairs using the cytosine and adenine found in the delivering plasmid envelope.

Homologous Recombination.

This, I am told cannot be talked about without proper NDA filings and disclosure of asset investments to the proper SEC channels

 

As you can see we are very busy at Umbrella Corp and "We have your future in control."

Regards

John Sleestaxx

Licking the balls

Ball lickers.

I was on the bases; I was into my 5th game. 

I was in "C" (3rd base side of pitcher’s mound)

 I was watching the losing team’s pitcher waiting for the runner on second to steal when I looked up and saw the pitcher with the ball in the glove and his face in the glove getting the signal from the catcher.

When lo' the pitcher was taking his mouth off the ball......? He pitched.

Wait what did I just say? Did I really just see that? Really? No effin way did that just happen!

I shifted over to get a better look into the glove. The pitcher received the throw back and looked right into my eyes. 

If this is just a tick then I am going to just warn him and the Maroon Coach.

The pitcher looks again at me and I see the he gauging me. And he sort of turns a bit to make my view off. I shift up and over. He rests his chin on the ball mouth closed and pitches.

He receives the ball and blows on it????? Nothing wrong here, questionable, but no spit, can't call it.

He repeats this ritual a couple of times and then.....

He rests his chin on the ball opens his mouth and rolls the ball up to his lips. Really? He did that? Really?

Time! 

I take the ball form the pitcher starts towards my partner turn to the pitch eject him, no argument no bewilderment from him he just accepts it. I finish my stride to my partner swap out the ball; tell my partner what just happen. I move the runner to third. The Maroon Coach NOW wants to know what is going on.

To The Maroon Coach "the pitcher put his open mouth on the ball."

The Maroon Coach says "What?"

To The Maroon Coach "the pitcher put his open mouth on the ball."

A dad hollers "He did not lick the ball."

I look at the Maroon Coach as he is about to protest some more.

To The Maroon Coach "I said nothing about licking the ball"

They put another pitcher on the mound and the game continues.

Maroon gets their third out and now goes to bat. The Maroon coach stands at first to coach the base. I am behind him in "A".

Three quick outs, Ball game!

To The Maroon Coach, "Coach I need you to sign the card." 

"I'll sign it later."

"Coach I need you to sign the card."

No I won't sign it. 

Coach I will put 'Refused To Sign card."

He keeps walking.

I get the other signature and we beat it out.

Yes I saw him put his open mouth on the ball.

Yes I do not believe this was a "tick" of some kind.

Yes I know he knew exactly what he was doing.

And no I do not feel bad about throwing a 12 year old out of a game.

I know he was cheating, I know he was taught the cheat by an adult. I do not think the cheat gave him an advantage but he thought it did. And maybe soon it would be giving him an advantage. 

I was told I should have given a warning. I told them if it was a tick it would have been a warning but it was a cheat and he knew it was a cheat. I threw out a cheater.

I taught him nothing because he will not get caught again because no one would even think of watching  him like I did.

He will become the President or a CEO and that day will mean nothing to him.

Tragic circumstances and tennis shoes

Tragic circumstances and tennis shoes
By Rev. John Sleestaxx


Little Yo Yan pat worked in the shadows and light of the little factory. Yo missed her family and wondered why they had sold her to these evil men that make her work long hours.
Her fingers hurt from the needle both from pinching the needle as it pasted through the white leather but also form the many pricks she endured because the light was so poor that early in the morning.
Every day it was the same thing. Rancid rice cakes for breakfast then to work. she was made to sleep and work in the same location so the only time she was able to really move I mean really move was that one time a month when she was allowed to shower and use a proper toilet.
The men would joke about how she smelled bad like rotten leather but they would not let her shower or clean herself properly after relieving herself in the bucket they brought to her twice a day.
They were not allowed to talk to one another. So they spent the days when there was enough light to see past their station just looking at each other and giving each other warning glances when the shop boss was coming down. At night some times the bosses would get to drinking and the girls could talk they would whisper their distress to each other and how they missed their families.
Some thought they were doing their families great honor by working at the factory making the shoes of Americans. That the money they brought to their families was enough to help the farm through the drought that had set upon their village.
Others felt trapped and doomed and they would tell each other that once the debt was paid they would be allowed to leave and join their families again. And they would find themselves strong men to marry and they would bare male children so they would have a strong back to work the farm and not a weak girl that would have to be sold to evil men.
Now and again a girl would try to run away because the factory was too terrible and the bosses too rough.
But the bosses always brought the girls back and the girls would beg for forgiveness and say they would never try to leave before their debt was paid. These girls would talk of the evil that was in the land. Of how men would force them selves into the women and then the men would laugh at the girl’s humiliation.
One girl Sho Yen Phuc said that while she was away she stopped in this village and she worked for food and shelter. And while in the village a car with Americans stopped and the Americans got out and took pictures. She tried to talk to the Americans but they did not understand her and their escort refused to translate. Called her crazy and disturbed told the Americans she was the village retard.
The Americans did not offer any assistance. They just took their pictures and talked of the poverty that had come to this providence and how terrible it was and how they were there to help by providing an industry to which everyone could get jobs and get paid money and bring up the standard of living. But they refused to offer assistance.
They then got in the car and drove off. Soon after though, one the bosses arrived. She said she was hiding in this old woman's house but she saw the old woman talking to the boss and the boss held out some money and the old woman took the money and pointed at the house where Sho was hiding. The boss and a couple of his helpers walked in with out taking off their shoes and grabbed her. They drug her out and they put her in the car. More villagers came out because she was screaming and crying. The boss began handing out money to all the villagers and then the boss and his men got in the car and they drove off. They stopped once to let her relieve herself but they would not let her have privacy and they watched her pee. Then they grabbed her and forced her back into the car and then they..... Sho trailed off into sobs crying into her hands, shoulder heaving and the dirt on her face staining her hands. She was going to have to wash her hands before touching the shoe leather tomorrow morning.
Sho said they told her that her debt was started over because they had to find her. Little Yo laid on her floor thinking, ‘poor Sho she had to start over.’ Little Yo was not going to run away ever. She was not going to start her debt over, ever! Her family’s debt was going to get paid and she was going to leave and never come back. Little Yo began to cry. She cried for Sho and she cried for herself. But mostly she cried for herself.
That night a radioactive praying mantis flitted into her work area and bit her ......................

No no no that was not what happened........
While she laid there crying a mantis demon flitted into her work area. The mantis was looking for a meal but the sobs of little Yo were too grand and too loud. And the quiet wailing caught the attention of the mantis demon.
Why do you cry little Yo?
Wha?? How do you know me?
I know many and I know you. I am Shen Shi the great mantis demon. Why do you cry? You have some to bring you food and a bucket to use as a toilet. Surely a queen needs not to cry.
Oh great Shen Shi, mantis demon I am no queen I am but a lowly farm girl sold into a shoe factory where I make shoes that cost Americans more than my family will ever see in a life time. It is terrible awful work and the needle pricks my fingertips and I bleed.
Oh then why do you stay?
Because my family needed the money and they sold me to these evil men. And she began to cry some more the sadness renewed.
What would I have to do to get you to stop being so sad.
What can you do insect lord? You are so small
Why I told you I am a demon and all demons have great powers. Tell me your wish and I shall grant it to prove I am great!
Oh Great Shen Shi I want to be out of the factory and my family to be rich so they never have to sell me to the factory again.
Then that is what you shall be, but, you must do me a favor too.
What does a mantis demon need from a poor little farm girl.
I want you to be my wife.
Oh great mantis demon why do you want me for a wife?
Because I have been watching you since you arrived and I have fallen in love.
You love me?
Yes I want to be married to you for all eternity
So I trade one prison for another?
I am a mantis demon Little Yo. Many girls in here would love to be my wife.
Yes I know that but what of my family and what of my dreams to marry a strong man and bare his children.
I am a great demon and although I can not give you any children I can provide you with a happy life, I can make sure that your family is always taken care of.
I am still very young mantis demon.
Yes this is true. I tell you what.. In 5 years I will take you as my wife. And you will have to come live with me in the magic world for all eternity.
Will I have to become a mantis also?
Of course not child you will be a human lady
A human lady with an insect husband.
There are many girls that would love to be the wife of a mantis demon.
So you have told me.
Let me think on this Shen Shi.
That is fine you have until dawn tomorrow
And at that the mantis demon moved to the left and turned into a whiff of smoke in the moon light.
Little Yo put her head down on the mat to sleep.
A cockroach scurried across the floor and stopped at the edge of her sleeping mat.
Little Yo do not marry the mantis demon. He is liar and a trickster.
Why cockroach what do you know of my matters?
I am king of the cockroaches and I have been watching you since you arrived and I have seen the mantis demon talking to the bosses many times.
What? Are you serious roach king.
Yes the mantis is evil as all demons are evil.
But what am I to do?
I do not want to be here forever making shoes.
Yes but to marry the mantis demon will be a mistake.
He just wants to marry a mortal woman so that he has more power in the mortal world.
Given enough power he can become human. And once the mantis is human there will be no end to the havoc and destruction he will bring to your world. Right now he can be stopped by just biting his head off but once human there will be only one way to stop him. His reign will be brutal and terrible to humans and insects alike.
And what way is that?
Just then a boss came by. He was drunk and he was looking to touch Yo as she was beginning to blossom into a young lady.
Yo tried to pretend she was asleep but the boss did not care. He started to knell down. Yo could smell the liquor on his breath and clothes. He smelled of cigarettes too.
The boss placed the right knee on the sleeping mat and then his left knee landed on the roach king and with a crunch the king was dead. The boss began to grope Yo. He touched her and she began to fight. And he hit her. And she cried and he told her to be quiet. And then he began to pull her shirt off. She whimpered and then she made her decision.
Oh great mantis demon I will marry you, I will marry and I will make you the happiest insect husband in all the world.
there was a great flash and she was no longer on the dingy dirty factory floor, she was no longer dirty and in rags she was in a bright sunny room covered with beautiful woven blankets and the fragrance of hot tea filled the air.
Little Yo stretched and rolled to one side and there was the mantis demon on her pillow.
Little Yo I have rescued you from the factory, I have ensured that you family will forever be prosperous and all I ask is that in 5 years you hold up your end of the bargain.
Yes mantis demon I will.
Yo got up and dressed and went out side and found she was on a hilltop over looking a great valley.
She could see that there were many farms and lush green forests as far as the eye could see.
Are you happy Yo? Said the mantis demon.
Yes yes but what shall I do for the next five years? Where is my family?
You are to remain here getting the education that a mantis demon wife must have. Your family has a farm in the valley. You can go see them every afternoon.
Now eat breakfast and meet your teacher.
Yo ate breakfast of breads and pastries and drank heartedly of the tea that was offered.
Soon she was full and she wanted to go back to sleep but a fat engorged tick crawled into the room.
Little Yo it is time for your training.
What training cold I possibly need to be the wife of a mantis demon?
Well now not even a full day out of the factory and Little Yo is already too good to learn something. She already knows everything, she knows what and when the mantis demon eats, she knows how to walk with her soon to be husband, and most important of all she knows her place in the scheme of the demon world and in the insect kingdom.
And the tick began to turn. Well that makes my job an easy one for the next five years.
No wait I am sorry I was very brash and rude. I shall never speak to my teacher like that again.
The tick stopped and with out turning said over his shoulder ‘and you will always do as I say without question?’
Yes master tick yes.
The tick turned and smiled. He took two steps and halted.
Why you are very beautiful I see what the mantis sees in you.
Little Yo blushed.
So today we will learn the proper way to greet a mantis.
And so the lessons went until 3 o'clock every day. And at 3:30 Yo would go down to the village to visit with her family. They never asked her about the factory.
They never talked about the fact she refused to wear shoes and they never ever spoke about the times before she had promised the mantis demon marriage.
One evening while in her garden she heard voices. She recognized the tick, and the mantis but the third voice she did not recognize. She crept to the garden wall and ever so slightly peeked over the wall into the garden of the mantis demon. The garden was unkempt and dark. The plants and flowers looked to be on the verge of dying. In the center was the tick, the mantis demon, and a wasp.
Oh great liege, wondrous wasp devil, said the mantis demon I think the plan is going quite well. The sacrifice of the roach king was what sealed the deal. She made her choice freely knowing the full consequences of her actions and she still choose to be my wife.
Yes said the tick she still made the decision to better herself and her family rather than to suffer to save the world. Silly that she refuses to wear shoes even though her choice was as selfish as the Americans that buy the shoes.
ZZZZZZZ said the wasp with a impatient gesture of the wings. Clearly the wasp devil had no love or patience for the tick. The roach king told her everything she needed to know?
Yes said the mantis demon except how to kill me once I am in human form.
Good said the wasp devil well then next week when you are married in the cherry orchard I will grant you the human form so that you may open the door to their world and we shall finally rule as we did so long ago.
Yo, not so little now, held her breath and backed away from the wall and went to her room. What had she done? They were right the choices she had made were for her betterment and her families. She knew that to marry the mantis demon would be dangerous to the rest of the world but she so wanted the drunken boss to stop touching her.
What can she do now? There is now way she can break the promise.
The last week went by in a blur.
she told her family of the marriage to be, they were happy to know that they would always be taken care of.
But mama and papa they will do terrible things to the world when he is in human form.
What do you care of strangers Yo they did not care for you as you made shoes, they did not care that you were fed the garbage of everyone else, they just wanted you to make shoes. Why care for them now?
No there has to be a way.
The night before the wedding Yo and the mantis demon ate dinner togerther.
Do you regret your decision to marry me Yo?
Why no mantis demon why do you ask. Have I not been happy and grateful for all that you have done for my family.
Yes you have but in the last week you seem to be thinking about something.
No I have been thinking about my life as the wife of a mantis demon and different it would have been if I had chosen to stay at the factory.
Yes laughed the mantis demon it would have different alright. Let me show you the difference. And the room went dark and then light and there was Yo with two children one about 5 and a newborn nursing. She beamed at the little one attached to her breast.
Why you look happy Yo.
Yes I do I wonder who my husband is.
And just then came in the drunken boss from the night she made her decision.
Is that my husband?
Yes said the mantis demon he forced you to have sex and then you got pregnant. His boss was mad because you could not sew anymore and made him marry you and he works now to pay your debt.
The child ran up to the man Daddy! And then little boy accidentally stepped on the man’s bare toes. The man came in kicked the 5 year old child and her child cried. Yo laughed at the little boy and told him to stop being so clumsy.
Yo cried and said she did not need to see anymore. and the dinning room came back into focus.
Yes I am glad I made my decision.
Good tomorrow we marry and things will be ever better.
In a cherry orchard she stood in the finest silks of a bride and a spider lord hung from a branch.
The mantis demon stood on her shoulder and her family just behind her.
The spider lord asked them if they knew the meaning of love and marriage and they both replied yes.
The spider lord made them promise to be faithful and they did.
He said "it is with great joy and pride that I proclaim you two to be man and wife"
Yo turned to her husband, he smiled the best smile a mantis demon can muster and she leaned over as if to kiss him. He leaned in and she bit his head off.

Men and women are different Duh!

Gen 1:27
God created humankind in his own image, in the image of God he created them, male and female he created them.

Women and men are different we all know this.

Gen 1:26
Then God said, “Let us make humankind in our image, after our likeness, so they may rule over the fish of the sea and the birds of the air, over the cattle, and over all the earth, and over all the creatures that move on the earth.”

Women and men are different we all know this

Gen 2:5
Now no shrub of the field had yet grown on the earth, and no plant of the field had yet sprouted, for the Lord God had not caused it to rain on the earth, and there was no man to cultivate the ground. 2:6 Springs would well up from the earth and water the whole surface of the ground. 2:7 The Lord God formed the man from the soil of the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living being.

Women and men are different we all know this

Gen 2:18
The Lord God said, “It is not good for the man to be alone. I will make a companion for him who corresponds to him.” 2:19 The Lord God formed out of the ground every living animal of the field and every bird of the air. He brought them to the man to see what he would name them, and whatever the man called each living creature, that was its name. 2:20 So the man named all the animals, the birds of the air, and the living creatures of the field, but for Adam no companion who corresponded to him was found. 2:21 So the Lord God caused the man to fall into a deep sleep, and while he was asleep, he took part of the
man’s side and closed up the place with flesh. 2:22 Then the Lord God made a woman from the part he had taken out of the man, and he brought her to the man.

Women and men are different we all know this because

Gen 2:23
Then the man said, “This one at last is bone of my bones and flesh of my flesh; this one will be called ‘woman,’ for she was taken out of man.”

Women and men are different we all know this and unless you suffer from penis envy or vagina jealousy you will admit this to be right.

Women are the ones that learn socializing and men are the ones that carve out environments.

Exo 15:20
Miriam the prophetess, the sister of Aaron, took a hand-drum in her hand, and all the women went out after her with hand-drums and with dances.

Num 25:2
These women invited the people to the sacrifices of their gods; then the people ate and bowed down to their gods.

This is cultural and is started at birth and enforced through out childhood. Women have dolls like women; they have dolls that look like babies. They have men dolls that look more gay than the threatening dinosaur killers real men are. The men dolls do not look like they can drain a swap and raise a plantation out of swamp land. The men dolls do not look like they plow 40 fucking acres and build a barn in a summer. These sad pathetic watered down versions do not portray the power and success that the creators of the modern industrialized world have and exude. Instead they make a doll that is not sexually threatening for the tea parties and the social games that women play.

Women have internal sex organs they are internal creatures they are always asking “what are you thinking?” men ask “what are you doing?” They have tea parties and feed their dolls imaginary tea with air biscuits that are sprinkled with the pollutants of the house and the molecules of the cleaning products. They chat online and socialize at school.

Exo 12:17
So you will keep the Feast of Unleavened Bread, because on this very day I brought your regiments out from the land of Egypt, and so you must keep this day perpetually as a lasting ordinance.

Gen 4:23
Lamech said to his wives, “Adah and Zillah! Listen to me! You wives of Lamech, hear my words! I have killed a man for wounding me, a young man for hurting me.

Think back to the cliques that you belonged to and the ones you wished accepted you. There was a girl in the core of that and every group. Why? Because girls are the ones that develop soft skills while men learn to make tools, and beat on the environment until the environment succumbs and relents to the master of the galaxy.

Men have and use tools, they have external sex organs, they bang, twist, lift and screw their environment to own it, to manipulate it, to make the world livable, while women hang the drapes.

Gen 4:22
Now Zillah also gave birth to Tubal-Cain, who heated metal and shaped all kinds of tools made of bronze and iron.

Why do games appeal to men? They are filled with violence and sex for a reason. It is about environment. It is about controlling and willing an environment to do the master's bidding.

Gen 2:20
So the man named all the animals, the birds of the air, and the living creatures of the field.

Gen 1:26
Then God said, “Let us make humankind in our image, after our likeness, so they may rule over the fish of the sea and the birds of the air, over the cattle, and over all the earth, and over all the creatures that move on the earth.”

There are gamers that will spend 100 hours learning to exploit the physics of a game so that they can make their avatar jump farther that any programmer planned. And what does this jump have to do with the play of the game?? It is the fact that the gamer owns the environment; they are making the environment work for them. They now have an edge on the competition they now can create an atmosphere of super human abilities and intimidation that can be used to conquer and vanquish their enemy. The point is that men carve out and beat into submission their surroundings so that the environment is habitable that is what men do that is why we have houses and not caves. Our houses are structures of steel wood and stone and not made of mud. Men created tools to shape the building materials of his environment to his liking.
Some men have said that because there are more men in a career field women are hired so that there is a balance in ratios. That even though there is a man better qualified for the position the company may hire the women so that they (the company) looks like it is equitable in their hiring practices.
To fault men because women are moving into careers that require soft skills and not into positions that use tools and science is not right and against nature and God’s plan.
Confessions are now moved to Wednesdays to make time for all the baptisms on Thursdays. The turn out has been great.
I have been requested to come to many homes to speak with the teenagers that do not follow the church and are in need of special counseling. I am beginning to find a theme emerging and I see that there may be need of a series of teachings regarding teenage sex, drug use and what the responsibilities of the parents are in regards to teens that do not follow the doctrines of the church.
I will of course do everything in my power to bring these unwashed sinful heathens back into the fold of the church and god's brutal but fair and wondrous love. The teen center has started new construction thanks to the many wondrous donations and ticket sales to the girls' boxing matches.
The single mothers support group is in need of a few handymen to assist in some round the house repairs for a number of the members. This is a good time for some of the married women to get rid of their husbands for a time and also a good opportunity for some of the single men to get some husbandly practice for the time that you will be married.

Deu 10:18
Who justly treats the orphan and widow, and who loves resident foreigners, giving them food and clothing.

Mal 3:5
“I will come to you in judgment. I will be quick to testify against those who practice divination, those who commit adultery, those who break promises, and those who exploit workers, widows, and orphans, who refuse to help the immigrant and in this way show they do not fear me,” says the Lord who rules over all.

You know no matter what I say about the parking lot you all decide that you have been to confession, You have taken your licks on Thursday, and now you have sat through my lectures and sermons so now you are going to go out into the parking lot and cut your neighbor off, cuss at that nice old lady who brought you cookies last week. You all need to slow down some take your time going home. Think about how god would leave the parking lot and try to leave the parking lot like that.


Amen and go in peace.

Reality For The Win

The other day I wrote this;

This guy got everything was looking for. Yes Virginia there is a Santa.
He wanted to raise awareness. He wanted to create a ruckus. He wanted to make a freaking statement and he did all of that and now he is famous for it like abbey Hoffman and Patty Hearst. He forever will be the epitome of free thinkers

About the don’t taser me bro video that has become a virus
http://blog.wired.com/27bstroke6/2007/09/dont-tase-me-br.html

And this fella freaks and starts talking about love and universe and koolaid
"If a person enjoys this, they need to check themselves in for a mental check-up.
They would obviously have some serious issues.
They would have to be considered a danger to themselves and society in general.
Necessary or not - not talking about tasering - talking about enjoyment of it.
Would have to be pretty sick
I read your blog on umpiring - it was awesome - is this the same person writing this?
Worried about teaching respect?
Huh..."
Then he makes the kool aid comment about umpiring and questioning my ability to umpire a game.
Teaching respect??? No shoving the lesson of respect down the throats of grown people who can not behave for 1 hour and 40 minutes is more like it.
So I think hey maybe this whinny tree huggin fur kissin dirt munchin druid has me confused with someone else and well I am all about fair play so to be sure his umpire hero is not maligned because he can't pay attention to which porn window is open I message him.
I ask him which umpire blog he is speaking about.
Yeah its mine but I can not think of a single kool aid moment in anything I speak about umpiring.
“Umpire in the blog on myspace!
Yes that is me. And there is nothing wrong if you look at the comments and see the point. "
And more love and universe and hug a tree shit later
"I thought what you said as an umpire was great. About the respect. About living by the rules going for one as well as the other. Talking about acceptance here... common ground... being a grown up in a grown-up's body...

Troubles me that the same person who wrote this could be so calloused to this kid getting tased.

Just hearing his voice, whether he's faking it or not, at the end, crying out, disturbs my soul. Even though I feel like he's a whiny baby. It’s still disturbing, and I hate it.

We can't have one set of rules for us and another for everyone else. Just like your buddy in the dug-out. We can't have our feet on both sides of the fence. We may be deceived into thinking it is possible, but I assure you that it isn't.

Be aware: God offers a choice:
"Choose life, or choose death."
Then He offers a little hint... "Choose life"

He who has ears to hear - let him hear - I will trouble you no further.

God Bless you brother – Name withheld because it is my soap box."
And I reply
"Do not be mistaken I have no friends in the dugout. No I never wrote any of that about being an umpire.
Umpiring is great in that I can be in control. And it is stressful and I love stressful situations they make you feel alive.
The guy is asking for what he got. Plain and simple.
I am sorry that life has been so good to you that you can think that everything is fair. Read my blog about evil among us and another sandwich.
You are too soft for me"

I will wipe them out and beat them to death; the can not get up; they will fall at my feet
Samuel 22:39
Regards
Rev. John Sleestaxx

And then this is where the funny stuff starts.
He try’s to show how tough he is
You know NOTHING about me my friend (wait I never invited him to be a friend)
NOTHING hah
Try me
Try me
Soft?
Don’t kid yourself
Nor am I so afraid that I hide behind a cartoon picture and use the name of the biggest coward out there
The biggest liar out there
Why don't you grow up and be a man -
You’re 42 for God's sake

Fucking whiney little babies. You know if the sound of someone being tasered makes you ill then you are too soft. Your sensibilities are mush! You think that life is fair.
You think that the cops should not be aloud to yell. And you think that children should not be spanked.
Well "buddy" where was your thinking when my step father was abusing me? Where was your perfect fair world when I finally ran away and the next grownup I met did the same thing to me? And how about when I left that nut job and ended up in San Francisco, The hippie nirvana. And there some other nut job thinks that I should get paid for the abuse huh??
Yeah you know what fuck you and your perfect fucking world.
My world is the real world, in my world people get hurt for no reason, and people get hurt when they do the wrong thing, people die for no reason, and wives nearly die over a fucking common cold. You rack up bills you can not pay just to live and then you fucking work forever. In my world 8 year old boys are taught things that would make pussies like you vomit. Fuck you and your sensibilities and your “disturbed to the soul shit” I have been through the fires, I have lived in a hell, I have crawled clawed and fought my way out of a hell and you want to tell me about fair and respect and grownups. LOL yeah uh oh fucking kay sure tell me another faerie tell uncle whiner. Yeah fucking right!
Eat a pile of shit and maggots and go for rides with traveling sales men. Let them park their rented car in a alley or parking lot and tell you about their son your age and how proud of them they are. Let them talk about how important they are and how this car is nothing like the one they have home.
They will bla bla bla about everything about themselves but never ask why is a twelve year old expected to….
Then there are the freaks that lose control of their anger and get angry at you for doing what they asked in the first place.
Are these twisted fuckers in you world brother?? Huh?? Are they?? I bet you had no idea that this fucking twisted shit happens at all in this wonderful country.
Your world is great and so wonderful. And the sun always shines and there is never a dead body on the side of the fucking road in your fucking world.
[Showing my middle finger at you] Your world of unicorns and elves and fairies has been deforested and paved over so that my world can put in a fucking Wal-Mart and a race track.
Have a sandwich and such the fuck up.
Reality For The win