"Whether celebrating Christmas,
Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, or Yule, we can all delight in the season as a time
to renew family ties, take joy in our natural environment, reflect on
the events of the old year, and look forward in anticipation to the new.
As the winter solstice demonstrates to us, every ending is a new
beginning."
-Unknown
Merry
Christmas
By
Debbie Daniel
I'm on a "Merry Christmas" mission and I'm
in full throttle. My little yellow VW Beetle has turned into a
Christmas billboard with Merry Christmas written across the back window.
Yes, I've decided to trek off to work everyday on the public highways
with a message that seems to offend people.
At stop lights, I even turn my music up a
little louder, and to top it off, I sing along with it. Don't I
know that stopping at a red light to roll my windows down only to
share the joy of Christmas carols on public streets is a No-No?
Don't I fear the Christmas Gestapo and those who would have me remove
the written message from my car?
I'm sorry folks, but the only person I'm
concerned about "offending" during this Christmas season is the Lord
himself. LEAVE THAT MANGER ALONE! We've allowed the Baby Jesus to
be kicked out of His lowly manger, and those offended by Christmas
are still not happy.
I refuse to let this happen. I'm going to
do my part to make sure "Merry Christmas" doesn't become extinct.
Because like it or not, if the believers in Christmas don't take a stand
now, it's gone forever.
Listen folks, the Christian community has
been underestimated before; we will have to show ourselves
again.
I walked into a Wendy's Restaurant the
other day and was rather exuberant with my "Merry Christmas" greeting to
the manager. He didn't have much of a response and I said, "Where's your
Christmas spirit?" He said, "We're not allowed to use the words "Merry
Christmas" when greeting customers. We can only say "Happy
Holiday."
This morning I grabbed a quick breakfast
at a Whataburger Restaurant. I noticed there wasn't a single decoration
in the store. I asked the manager why they weren't decorated for
Christmas. He told me the corporate headquarters decided not to send any
decorations to any of their stores, and he didn't know
why.
After I heard about all the Macy's and
Federated Stores taking down their Merry Christmas signs, the Target
stores not allowing the Salvation Army to "Ring the Christmas bells,"
and the many incidents of children, choirs, and bands not allowed
to play or sing Christmas carols, I realized it was happening
right here in my own little Texas town.
How can this be? Not Texas!
We do, however, have a store, Hobby Lobby,
that plays nothing but Christmas carols during the season. On Christmas
Day they run a full page ad in our local newspaper. That ad is not to
promote the store, but uses the entire page to tell the story of Jesus'
birth. Now that's taking a stand. We need to thank them.
When I saw a news report the other evening
of children being taught new words to a song we've sung for years - "We
Wish You a Merry Christmas" - I was saddened to hear "We Wish You a
Splendid Holiday."
I know now that it's just a matter of time
that the "Merry Christmas" greetings will be gone. Look around
your town. Notice the "Holiday" greetings and not "Christmas."
It's happening right before our very eyes.
Start singing the songs; go down the
streets of America singing to your heart's content. Get some of those
wash-off markers that these kids use to write on their car windows when
they're rooting for their hometown football team.
It's easy to do, and if a torrential rain
washes it off, write it on there again.
We've got to get this message out. "Go
Tell It On the Mountain . . . that Jesus Christ is Born." Sing it, speak
it, be a billboard for our Lord.
The story of this "Baby Jesus" alone has
brought about more goodwill at this time of year than any other day we
celebrate. How can we sit back and allow Him to be snuffed out of our
lives?
Is it Jesus, or is it His followers that
the "offended" don't like? What kind of revulsion galvanizes one to
campaign so vehemently against the mere mention of His name, the mere
singing of a carol, or the mere visual of a sign that says "Merry
Christmas?"
I can listen to my own boss at work use
some of the vilest words and follow up with, "Excuse my French." I may
cringe inside at his damning of God's name, but I tolerate it. So if you
don't like me wishing you a "Merry Christmas," I'll say, "Excuse my
joy."
You may cringe that I celebrate the birth
of Jesus, but just tolerate it.
I cannot be concerned that "Merry
Christmas" offends you. If I'm not careful, the day will come when
saying I'm a Christian will offend you.
I'm offended that you're offended. How
about that?
When we get to a point that we can no
longer take part in a tradition we hold dear, we have no choice; we
either defend that tradition or we give it up to those who say NO.
That's it . . . period. So, which will it be?
I'm not giving up my "Merry Christmas" joy
to anyone. If I know of someone that celebrates another holiday
during this time of year, I will be glad to wish them whatever holiday
they want. Just tell me what it is and I'll shout it to the world and
wish you a grand celebration.
Just give me Christmas. To you merchants:
Stop being so hypocritical and "filling your tills" on the back of
Jesus! Who do you think is the symbol of giving at this time of year? It
was the wise men bringing gifts to the newborn
Christ-child.
You want your coffers full, but have
ordered your employees to take down all the Merry Christmas signs. If
that's the case, I'll buy gifts at a place that understands my
joy.
If you're worried about offending someone,
you just did. The most recent Newsweek survey shows that 82% of
Americans believe that Jesus is the Son of God. So, in trying not to
offend a few, you've offended many.
It's okay to jump into the "Merry
Christmas" spirit when it fills your cash register, but let's call it
something else . . . and don't stop giving . . .and don't stop buying. .
. we'll just change the name and you'll never know the
difference.
I know the difference and I'm feeling it
greatly. It's hard not to be aware that townships across our country
have actually banned the singing of Christmas carols because it might
offend someone. And it's not just the religious songs; it's the secular
ones too. No more "Jingle Bells" or "Rudolph, the Red-Nosed Reindeer"
because they're associated with Christmas. Boy, aren't we getting
sensitive?
If we're not celebrating Christmas for the
hope it gives with the birth of our Savior . . . there is no
hope!
I noticed a few years ago that we changed
the name of Abraham Lincoln's and George Washington's birthday so as to
be all inclusive regarding the Presidents. Hark, if we should
recognize anyone as exceptional. Now it's called Presidents'
Day.
Well, if we're going to be so all
inclusive, next month I'll have to refer to Dr. Martin Luther
King, Jr. Day as Civil Rights Leaders' Day. We don't want to
exclude great Americans like Rosa Parks or Cesar Chavez, do we? And to
think that Jesse Jackson and Al Sharpton might be left
out.
We might need to change Mother's Day,
Father's Day, and Grandparents' Day to All Parents' Day. Just lump
them all together.
It sounds ridiculous, doesn't it? So
what's the difference?
My freedom to celebrate Christmas in the
tradition of the Christian religion is as much my right as it is your
right to be offended by it. So what are we going to do? Did anyone hear
me . . . what are we going to do?
Do we defend a person's right to go
forward with a time tested tradition (how about 2000 years?), or do we
defend a person's right to end it all because they're offended? As
long as we live in this great land and have the freedom to express
ourselves and what we believe in, we will always offend
someone.
If we try to make everything right for
everyone, we won't have anything For anyone.
May you always have Christmas in your
heart!
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
What Debbie Daniel started, let's
not let it die here. Let's all do our part. Let's do
something ourselves, and then too, let's pass this on to every
Christian we know and if enough of us shout it out, maybe someone,
somewhere, will hear us and stop this insanity of Atheism from
gripping our Country.
Merry Christmas to
ALL
(and don't forget to pass this
on)
JEWISH CHRISTMAS
"As a practicing Jew, I don't
celebrate Christmas. There is no Christmas tree in my home, my kids
don't write letters to Santa Claus, and I don't attend church on Dec. 25
(or any other date). Does the knowledge that scores of millions of my
fellow Americans do all those things make me feel excluded or offended?
On the contrary: It makes me feel grateful -- to live in a land where
freedom of religion shelters the Hanukkah menorah in my window no less
than the Christmas tree in my neighbor's."
- Boston Globe
columnist Jeff
Jacoby
******************
"Just this week, the Capitol performed its own minor
Christmas miracle of transubstantiation. At the beginning of the week,
House Speaker Denny Hastert unveiled a 'Holiday Tree.' But a few
days later, after some entirely predictable bah humbugs, he
re-christened it a Christmas tree. Similarly, when the city of Boston
tried to unveil its official 'Holiday Tree,' the premier of Nova Scotia,
which had provided it as a gift, called it a nifty trick since, 'when it
left Nova Scotia, it was a Christmas tree.' These miracles aren't
exactly up there with keeping lamp oil burning for eight days, never
mind rising from the dead, but they're pretty good for government
work."
- Columnist Jonah Goldberg
*****************
A WIN IN THE WAR ON
CHRISTMAS
"According to the founder of Mississippi-based American
Family Association (AFA), it is apparent that at least one retailer --
Walgreen's -- has gotten the message that it is not in their best
interest to continue avoiding use of the phrase 'Merry Christmas' in its
advertising campaigns and in-store promotions. Speaking earlier today
(Dec. 1) on American Family Radio, Donald E. Wildmon said an AFA
supporter had heard from Walgreen's, indicating that although it is too
late to change this season's advertising materials, next year "things
will be different.' He says a consumer response representative
with Walgreen's is distributing a letter stating that 'Next year, you
can be assured our advertising will better incorporate 'Christmas' --
and our holiday trees will be called Christmas trees.'"
- CNS
News, 12/2/05
*****************
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Do we deserve it?
By Walter Williams
12/28/05 Philosopher David Hume warned that, "It is seldom
that liberty of any kind is lost all at once." That's why we should
guard against any encroachment on liberty, no matter how small. Let's
look at a couple of instances where, at our peril, we've failed to do
so.
Read
See our Christmas Card to
you!
FROM: Pauline Lewis, Human Resources Director
TO: All
Employees
DATE: 4th November 2004
RE: Christmas Party
I'm happy
to inform you that the company Christmas Party will take place on
December 23rd, starting at noon in the private function room at the
Grill House. There will be a cash bar and plenty of drinks!
We'll
have a small band playing traditional carols...please feel free to sing
along. And don't be surprised if the MD shows up dressed as Santa
Claus!
A Christmas tree will be lit at 1.00p.m.. Exchange of gifts
among employees can be done at that time; however, no gift should be
over £10.00 to make the giving of gifts easy for everyone's pockets.
This gathering is only for employees! The MD will make a special
announcement at the Party.
Merry Christmas to you and your
Family.
Pauline
**********
FROM: Pauline Lewis, Human Resources
Director
TO: All Employees
DATE: 5th November 2004
RE: Holiday
Party
In no way was yesterday's memo intended to exclude our Jewish
employees. We recognize Hanukkah is an important holiday, which often
coincides with Christmas, though unfortunately not this
year.
However, from now on we're calling it our 'Holiday Party'. The
same policy applies to any other employees who are not Christians. There
will be no Christmas tree or Christmas carols sung. We will have other
types of music for your enjoyment.
Happy now?
Happy Holidays to
you and your family,
Pauline.
**********
FROM; Pauline Lewis,
Human Resources Director
TO: All Employees
DATE: 6th November
2004
RE: Holiday Party
Regarding the note I received from a member
of Alcoholics Anonymous requesting a non-drinking table...you didn't
sign your name. I'm happy to accommodate this request, but if I put a
sign on a table that reads, "AA Only", you wouldn't be anonymous
anymore!!!! How am I supposed to handle this? Somebody?
Forget about
the gift exchange, no gift exchange allowed now since the Union
Officials feel that £10.00 is too much money and Management believe
£10.00 is a little cheap. NO GIFT EXCHANGE WILL BE
ALLOWED.
Pauline.
**********
FROM: Pauline Lewis, Human
Resources Director
TO: All Employees
DATE: 7th November
2004
RE: Holiday Party
What a diverse group we are! I had no idea
that December 20th begins the Muslim holy month of Ramadan, which
forbids eating and drinking during daylight hours. There goes the party!
Seriously, we can appreciate how a luncheon at this time of year does
not accommodate our Muslim employees' beliefs, perhaps the Grill House
can hold off on serving your meal until the end of the party - or else
package everything up for you to take home in a little foil doggy bag.
Will that work? Meanwhile, I've arranged for members of Weight Watchers
to sit farthest from the dessert buffet and pregnant women will get the
table closest to the toilets, Gays are allowed to sit with each other,
Lesbians do not have to sit with gay men, each will have their own
table. Yes, there will be flower arrangements for the gay men's table
too. To the person asking permission to cross-dress - no cross-dressing
allowed. We will have booster seats for short people. Low fat food will
be available for those on a diet. We cannot control the salt used in the
food we suggest those people with high blood pressure taste the food
first.. There will be fresh fruits as dessert for Diabetics; the
restaurant cannot supply "No Sugar" desserts. Sorry! Did I miss
anything?!?!?!?!?!
Pauline.
**********
FROM: Pauline Lewis,
Human Resources Director
TO: All F****** Employees
DATE: 8
November 2004
RE: The ******** Holiday Party.
Vegetarian pricks
I've had it with you people !!! We're going to keep this party at the
Grill House whether you like it or not, so you can sit quietly at the
table furthest from the "grill of death", as you so quaintly put it,
you'll get your f****** salad bar, including organic tomatoes, But you
know tomatoes have feeling too, They scream when you slice them. I've
heard them scream. I'm hearing the scream right NOW!!
I hope you all
have a rotten holiday, drink drive and die.
The Bitch from
HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
**********
FROM: John
Bishop - Acting Human Resources Director
DATE: 9th November
2004
RE: Pauline Lewis and Holiday Party
I'm sure I speak for all
of us in wishing Pauline Lewis a speedy recovery, and I'll continue to
forward your cards to her. In the meantime, the Management has decided
to cancel our Holiday Party and instead give everyone the afternoon of
the 23rd December off with full pay.
For Our Democratic Friends:
"Please accept
with no obligation, implied or implicit, our best wishes for an
environmentally conscious, socially responsible, low-stress,
non-addictive, gender-neutral celebration of the winter solstice
holiday, practiced within the most enjoyable traditions of the religious
persuasion of your choice, or secular practices of your choice, with
respect for the religious/secular persuasion and/or traditions of
others, or their choice not to practice religious or secular traditions
at all. We also wish you a fiscally successful, personally fulfilling
and medically uncomplicated recognition of the onset of the generally
accepted calendar year 2006, but not without due respect for the
calendars of choice of other cultures whose contributions to society
have helped make America great. Not to imply that America is necessarily
greater than any other country nor the only America in the Western
Hemisphere. And without regard to the race, creed, color, age, physical
ability, religious faith or sexual preference of the wishee. By
accepting these greetings you are accepting these terms. This greeting
is subject to clarification or withdrawal. It is freely transferable
with no alteration to the original greeting. It implies no promise by
the wisher to actually implement any of the wishes for herself or
himself or others, and is void where prohibited by law and is revocable
at the sole discretion of the wisher. This wish is warranted to perform
as expected within the usual application of good tidings for a period of
one year or until the issuance of a subsequent holiday greeting,
whichever comes first, and warranty is limited to replacement of this
wish or issuance of a new wish at the sole discretion of the wisher."
For Our Republican Friends:
Here's wishing all of You a
Merry Christmas and a Happy New
Year
YOU CAN'T STEAL MY CHRISTMAS
Poem by Sharon
Steege
I don't know who they are
Saying I can't greet the
crowd
The way that I want to
Can't say CHRISTMAS out loud
I walk into a business place
See things that I rather not
see
But dare I not say CHRISTMAS
And ask for a "holiday" tree.
What happened to freedom of speech
And living in the
land of the free
How can they take my CHRISTMAS money
But can't
say MERRY CHRISTMAS to me.
Men and women have given their lives
So we could still go
free
I wonder how they would feel
At saying "HOLIDAY"
TREE.
Come on AMERICA let's wake up
Don't let our freedom
escape
If they get by with doing this
What else will they
take.
This is starting to get out of hand,
And I've begun to keep
track
Well I've just about had enough
I'M TAKING CHRISTMAS BACK.
So MERRY CHRISTMAS AMERICA
I hope this gets all over the net
If we all stand united and take
freedom back
'Twill be our best CHRISTMAS YET!
MERRY CHRISTMAS
EVERYBODY

This is a Christmas tree.
It is not a Hanukkah bush,
it is not
an Allah plant,
it is not a Holiday hedge.
It is a Christmas
tree.
Can we say Christmas? Hummmm?
Say it...
CHRISTmas , CHRISTmas , CHRISTmas
Yes. CHRISTmas - celebrating the
Birth of Jesus Christ!!!
Take a stand and pass this on !!
Christmas Cards !!!
Yes, Christmas cards. This is coming early (really early) so that you can get ready to include an important address to your list. Send the ACLU a CHRISTMAS CARD this year. As they are working so very hard to get rid of the CHRISTMAS part of this holiday, we should all send them a nice, CHRISTIAN, card to brighten up their dark, sad, little world. Make sure it says "Merry Christmas" on it.
ACLU
125 Broad Street
18th Floor
New York, NY 10004
Two tons of Christmas cards would freeze their operations because they wouldn't know if any were regular mail containing contributions. So spend39 cents and tell the ACLU to leave Christmas alone. Also tell them that there is no such thing as a "Holiday Tree." It's a Christmas Tree even in the fields!! And pass this on to your email lists. We really want to communicate with the ACLU! They really DESERVE us!!
Twas the night before Christmas,
and all through the house,
not a creature was stirring,
not even a mouse.
The stockings were hung
by the chimney with care,
in hopes
that St. Nicolas
soon would be there.
When suddenly up on the roof,
there a'rose such a clatter,
I
jumped up from my bed,
to see what was the matter.
I ran down the stairs,
and what did I find?
a big fat elf
smoke'n in my living room,
...must be out of his mind.
I yelled HEY! get out of here
with that pipe,
You're stinkin'
up my house,
and that ain't just no hype.
I'll get the Lung Association,
and Heart Association and ANR in
your face,
I'll make a few calls,
and even get Repace!
and I'll bet you didn't even pay taxes
on the weed in that thing,
when the attorney general gets done with you,
you'll end up in
Sing Sing.
and the FAA says you can't
smoke on your sleigh,
It's a
regularly scheduled flight,
even if it's for only one day.
and the law says you can't smoke,
in your workshop at all,
the Dept. of Health will fine you,
when I give em' a call.
So get out of here with that thing,
and don't ever come back,
or ASH will rip it out of your mouth,
and shove it up your
crack.
Next year Tobacco-free Kids will
deliver our gift,
you're
banished from Christmas,
do you get my drift?
and I heard him exclaim,
as he rode out of sight,
Merry
Christmas to all!
'cept the dork on my right.
See more comedy at:
Comedy Week -
http://www.smokersclubcomedy.com
Guide Dogs' Night Before Christmas.
'Twas the night before Christmas and the kennels were
still,
with most dogs now asleep having eaten their
fill.
The Labradors sprawled out, quite snug in their
beds,
while visions of ANYTHING edible danced in their
heads.
the Goldens and Shepherds curled up on the
floor,
some twitched in their sleep and some even did
snore.
The dog food was stacked in the feed room with
care,
in hopes that a trainer soon would be there.
On the window ledge, one of the kennel cats lay,
surveying the
lawn at the end of this day.
Something was different, that
little cat knew.
Tonight something would happen, it had to be
true.
For that day as the workers had left to go
home,
They'd wished Merry Christmas! before starting to
roam.
The dogs had noticed it to during this past week's
walks,
the trainers seemed just that much happier and eager
to talk.
In the mall where they worked through the maze
of people and stores,
there were decoration and music
and distractions galore!
Most dogs pranced along without worry
or fear,
but some balked at the man on the sleigh and those
fake looking deer.
The cat was almost asleep too when he
first heard the sound,
a whoosh through the air and a jingle
around.
It reminded him of a dog's collar when the animal
shook,
but this sound kept on growing. He'd better go
look.
From the ceiling there came a faint sort of
thunk,
as the kennel cat climbed to the highest pile of
junk.
Once before people had worked on the roof,
and
come down through the trap door to a chorus of "Woooof!"
But the dogs still were quiet, all sleeping so sound,
as this
man dressed in red made his way right on down.
He patted the
cat as he climbed past his spot,
then made his way right to
the trainers' coffee pot.
A shepherd sat up, not fully
awake,
then a Golden followed her with a mighty loud
shake.
That did it! All the dogs sprang to life with
loud noise.
In spite of the din, the old man kept his
poise.
He filled the pot full and it started to
brew,
then he pulled up a chair and took in the
view.
Dogs all around him, so carefully bred,
he
knew well their jobs, the blind people they led.
Some had
stopped barking and looked at him now,
while others delighted
in their own deafening howl.
Laying a finger in front of his
lips,
the jolly old man silenced the excitable yips.
"You all may not know me, but I'm Santa Claus,"
the old man
smiled and took a short pause,
While he filled up his mug with
hot liquid and cream,
"I've always wanted to stop here. It's
been one of my dreams."
The cat had climbed down and was
exploring Santa's sack.
"Yes, little kitty, that's an empty
pack."
Santa smiled as he drank and looked at those
eyes,
deep brown ones and gold ones held wide in
surprise.
Some of these dogs, he'd seen just last
year,
in their puppy homes, cute and full of holiday
cheer.
He'd seen the effects of a pup on the tree,
but now they were here at the school, just waiting to be.
"I
didn't bring you presents or bones just to chew.
I'll tell you
something better, what you are going to do."
"You all
will work hard and the trainers will share,
both praise and
correction, gentle and fair."
"You'll go lots of places and
face big scary things.
You'll ride buses and subways and hear
fire sirens ring."
"Cars will drive at you but you will stand
strong,
not moving into danger, not moving toward
wrong."
"And then just when you think that this trainer's
the best,
the kindest, and funnest person, toss away all
the rest,"
"That trainer will begin to ignore you and
give you away,
handing your leash over despite your
dismay."
"Now the person who pets you and feeds you will
be
a blind person. That's a person who can't see."
"
This man or this woman may see just a tad,
but their view's
missing parts or the focus is bad."
"So you, well trained
dogs, will act as their eyes.
You will work as a team and
discover the size"
"Of this great world we live in, because
you will go
a million new places with this person, you
know."
Santa sipped at his coffee and looked over the
brood,
knowing what he had to say next might sound kind
of rude.
"Not all of you will make it and become canine
guides.
Your time here isn't wasted though. You won't be
cast aside."
"Some of you will be drug dogs and some
will find bombs.
Some will become pets in a home with a dad
and a mom."
"All these things are important. People wait on
long lists,
to receive such good dogs as you, the school
folks insist."
The last drop of coffee had gone into his
cup
as Santa turned, smiling at each wide eyed pup.
"The best gift of all is to give something back.
That's why
there's nothing for you all inside of my pack."
Draining
his mug, Santa went to each pen,
and petted and scratched each
dog again and again.
"Now next year and many more years after
that,
you all will give gifts wherever you're at."
"You might lick a hand that's had a bad day,
Or notice a car
and step out of the way."
"You might help catch a crook or
discover some loot,
Or just bring some joy to a tired old man
in a funny red suit."
"Your master will love you and treat you
with care.
In return, your training and trust will always
be there."
After the last dog had been petted and
soothed,
Santa put away the coffee pot and made ready to
move.
Up the ladder he rose to the door high above,
with a smile and a wave as he slipped on his gloves.
And all
the dog ears were pricked as he disappeared out of
sight.
"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a Good
Night!"
(Author Unknown)
Confessions
for the Holidays
Ben Stein delivered a commentary about the observance of Christmas.
Herewith at this
happy time of year, a few confessions from my beating heart:
I
have no freaking clue who Nick and Jessica are. I see them on the cover
of People and Us constantly when I am buying my dog biscuits and kitty
litter. I often ask the checkers at the grocery stores. They never know
who Nick and Jessica are either. Who are they? Will it change my life if
I know who they are and why they have broken up? Why are they so
important? I don't know who Lindsay Lohan is, either, and I do not care
at all about Tom Cruise's wife.
Am I going to be called before a
Senate committee and asked if I am a subversive? Maybe, but I just have
no clue who Nick and Jessica are. Is this what it means to be no longer
young. It's not so bad.
Next confession: I am a Jew, and every
single one of my ancestors was Jewish. And it does not bother me even a
little bit when people call those beautiful lit up, bejeweled trees
Christmas trees. I don't feel threatened. I don't feel discriminated
against. That's what they are: Christmas trees. It doesn't bother me a
bit when people say, "Merry Christmas" to me. I don't think they are
slighting me or getting ready to put me in a ghetto. In fact, I kind of
like it. It shows that we are all brothers and sisters celebrating this
happy time of year. It doesn't bother me at all that there is a manger
scene on display at a key intersection near my beach house in Malibu. If
people want a creche, it's just as fine with me as is the Menorah a few
hundred yards away.
I don't like getting pushed around for being
a Jew and I don't think Christians like getting pushed around for being
Christians. I think people who believe in God are sick and tired of
getting pushed around, period. I have no idea where the concept came
from that America is an explicitly atheist country. I can't find it in
the Constitution and I don't like it being shoved down my throat.
Or maybe I can put it another way: where did the idea come from
that we should worship Nick and Jessica and we aren't allowed to worship
God as we understand Him?
I guess that's a sign that
I'm getting old, too. But there are a lot of us who are wondering where
Nick and Jessica came from and where the America we knew went to.
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