Auterrific

In the 60’s, people took acid to make the world weird. Now the world is weird and people take Prozac/*insert pertinent drug* to make it normal.

Isn’t this sadly ironic?

Talk amonst yourselves.

Ha! Who am I kidding. No one comes here anymore. LOL

From a recent email:

Yesterday I was having some work done at the car dealer. A blonde woman came in and asked for a seven-hundred-ten.

They all looked at each other, and the Mechanic asked, “What is a seven-hundred-ten?”

She replied, “You know, the little piece in the middle of the engine. I lost it and need a new one. It had always been there.”

The mechanic gave the woman a piece of paper and a pen and asked her to draw what the piece looked like. She drew a circle and in the middle of it wrote 710. He then took her over to another car which had the hood up and asked, “Is there a 710 on this car?”

She pointed and said, “Of course, it’s right there.”

Go to the extended entry to learn the identity of the mysterious 710… Continue Reading »

Today, Daniel Pearl would have turned 43-years-old. Instead, his life was taken far too prematurely by those who not only profess hatred, but ensure that it is instituted.

I just finished watching the HBO special, The Journalist and The Jihadi: The Murder of Daniel Pearl. No single event, with any remote relation to the events that followed the tragedy of September 11, 2001, has affected my life as deeply as the tragedy that happened to him.

How does one explain depth of emotion that they themselves do not understand? I never knew Daniel. I never knew his family. I don’t share pastimes, hobbies, skills (God knows that though I write I will never come close to his skill), professional interests or abilities, to my knowledge. Yet, I find myself truly mourning him as though I had known him my entire life.

My husband, he himself in tears when the special ended, was angry. Angry at those people who sought him out, trapped him, conned him, then sold him like cheap clothing to be ripped up and thrown away by people even more sinister. I found myself feeling pity for these people. I think this might have even been the first time that I pitied them. They will never know a fraction of the beauty that Daniel Pearl knew. They are so wrapped up in themselves that they can’t see anything else. They are a disgrace to the Muslim community and will eventually come up against resistance from the majority of that community who don’t want to be classified with them. They will succeed in killing more people. They will make some people fear them. Still, they will fail miserably at killing spirit.

Yes, my friends…this is a holy war. This is a holy war where they are the executioners of their own spirit. They are ignorant to believe that will be ignored by Allah. Know this, if you ever encounter one of these dispirited people or, God forbid, your life is ever in their hands. Each act of hatred they display is one step backward for them in their eternity. I believe that in my heart.

For those who have perished at the hands of the true infidels:

The Mourner’s Kaddish

NOTE: This post is given the category of “Life,” because it encompasses life. It is said that when we give up the idea that God is many, we will find the ONE. I don’t know if this is true. What I do know is that hatred drives us further away from oneness more than any other emotion or act. I hope to see THAT become the enemy one day.

With the fallout of Foley coming to a ripe head like a zit on the face of America, I’m just wondering if anyone has tabulated exactly how many people have resigned under George Bush’s reign. I could be wrong, but it seems like an exorbitant amount of people (predominantly republican, I might add) have jumped ship, many of whom did so right after the beginning of this term. If any of you have an actual count, please let me know. Also, if any of you know whether that amount is a record in history, I’d be interested to hear that as well.

Oh, and since good thoughts out into the universe helped Kiddoc with her boards, how about some positive ones in the direction of the electronic scoring of the LSAT I took this past weekend. I was sick as a dog and the family has been up and down with illness as well…including the dog. I could use a lot of positive thoughts.