When freedom is intellectualized it can be mitigated by intellectual method, made less, and less, and less, and less… When understood by the heart, freedom is inviolable.
Environmentalists are the ultimate pragmatists (posted earlier).
James Foley found the truth of ISIS within the savage murder of a noble human being who was in pursuit of the truth (posted earlier).
I once terrorized my two children by telling them that thousands of people clipped their toenails on motel bedspreads that were never changed. In every motel we stayed the kids suffered, the bedspreads moldy, creepy, and in the room.
Cait and Conor, the bedspreads are washed and changed once-in-a-while …
And, I love you both.
An unfettered, freed idea may not be an umbrella in a storm but it can lead to that -- a portable sanctuary -- an imprisoned idea will lead inexorably to drowning in even the weakest of deluges.
Happy Thanksgiving (late: sorry).
Please give to the National Coalition Against Domestic Violence/ One Broadway, Suite 210/ Denver, Colorado, 80203/ 303-839-1852
The New Colossus.
“Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limits astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lighting, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!
With silent lips.
Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest tost (tossed) to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door.”
-Emma Lazarus, 1883
Innocent Syrian families through no fault of their own have lost most or all, displaced by war…
The Statue of Liberty
La Liberte eclairant le monde in French.
Designed by Frederic Auguste Bartholdi.
Built by Gustave Eiffel.
Dedicated on 10/28/1886.
The Lady was a gift to the American people from the French people.
Please support the First Amendment Museum/ 184 State Street/ Portland/ Maine/04101
I'm sorry for all that the people of France have suffered in the terrorist attacks.
Viva La France.
Please give to the French Red Cross/ 98 rue didot/ F-75694 Paris/ Cedex 14 France
"Ironically, something else or the very thing that gave Mini some comfort in this horrible debacle incensed the T.U.N.A.s (Totalitarian Unified Nation of Aberrationists) to irascible panic. At the end of the speech in order to celebrate her own sense of diversity, and from her own perspective, she put this in and the unsuspecting Nero said the whole thing right down to the last quotation mark: 'If a single drunken and naked white man falls into a snow bank he might not be found until the spring thaw but if he falls into the snow with a naked black woman they could well be rescued before succumbing to exposure or at least spotted from the air before spring.'
"Of course the T.U.N.A.s were outraged that someone, anyone, would suggest that a naked black woman was somehow superior in a snow bank to a drunken, naked white man, which -- alas -- wasn’t what Mini meant: she meant that sometimes it is better to work together, better to merge inherent strengths in individuals so as to survive accidents and foolishness or just to make some things like life and OUR country evolve in the best ways." - from my short story, Toobie Or Not Toobie.
Please give to the Shriner's Hospitals: 3551 North Broad Street/ Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, 19140/ 215-430-4000/ and:
2425 Stockton Boulevard/ Sacramento, California, 95817/ 916-453-2000
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