Quick Quiz

Can you guess which Governor pictured above is the Pro-Life Republican and which is the Pro-Choice Democrat?

Answer: It’s a trick question. They both support mandatory state funding of the cloning and killing of babies for medical research, to the profit of large corporations. Of course, they both will try to mislead you about this horror, euphemistically known as embryonic stem cell research.

Neither is Pro-Life. Neither is Pro-Choice. The culture of death is mandatory.

Quick Quiz

Can you guess which Governor pictured above is the Pro-Life Republican and which is the Pro-Choice Democrat?

Answer: It’s a trick question. They both support mandatory state funding of the cloning and killing of babies for medical research, to the profit of large corporations. Of course, they both will try to mislead you about this horror, euphemistically known as embryonic stem cell research.

Neither is Pro-Life. Neither is Pro-Choice. The culture of death is mandatory.

Playground Terrorism Thwarted by Heroic Educators

So, it has come to this, has it? From MyWay news:

Colo. School Bans Tag on Its Playground
Aug 30, 7:44 AM (ET)

COLORADO SPRINGS, Colo. (AP) – An elementary school has banned tag on its playground after some children complained they were harassed or chased against their will.
“It causes a lot of conflict on the playground,” said Cindy Fesgen, assistant principal of the Discovery Canyon Campus school.

Running games are still allowed as long as students don’t chase each other, she said.
Fesgen said two parents complained to her about the ban but most parents and children didn’t object.

In 2005, two elementary schools in the nearby Falcon School District did away with tag and similar games in favor of alternatives with less physical contact. School officials said the move encouraged more students to play games and helped reduce playground squabbles.

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No word on the effect this measure will have on homeschools.

Playground Terrorism Thwarted by Heroic Educators

So, it has come to this, has it? From MyWay news:

Colo. School Bans Tag on Its Playground
Aug 30, 7:44 AM (ET)

COLORADO SPRINGS, Colo. (AP) – An elementary school has banned tag on its playground after some children complained they were harassed or chased against their will.
“It causes a lot of conflict on the playground,” said Cindy Fesgen, assistant principal of the Discovery Canyon Campus school.

Running games are still allowed as long as students don’t chase each other, she said.
Fesgen said two parents complained to her about the ban but most parents and children didn’t object.

In 2005, two elementary schools in the nearby Falcon School District did away with tag and similar games in favor of alternatives with less physical contact. School officials said the move encouraged more students to play games and helped reduce playground squabbles.

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No word on the effect this measure will have on homeschools.

Global Government is Your Friend

Colleen Hammond has compiled a round-up of links on the “inevitable” Avian flu pandemic and the coming response by the UN, a response that will trump US law. How? Read on. You may or may not remember I posted something on this earlier this year, focusing on the coming “prohibition of community gatherings” (Catholics: read “the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass”) as part of the government population control response. Don’t worry, though. I’m sure it will come to nothing and, hey, the Cardinals are still in the race!

Global Government is Your Friend

Colleen Hammond has compiled a round-up of links on the “inevitable” Avian flu pandemic and the coming response by the UN, a response that will trump US law. How? Read on. You may or may not remember I posted something on this earlier this year, focusing on the coming “prohibition of community gatherings” (Catholics: read “the Holy Sacrifice of the Mass”) as part of the government population control response. Don’t worry, though. I’m sure it will come to nothing and, hey, the Cardinals are still in the race!

Mary Knows Her Son

In honor of Our Lady, and being reminded of my constant need of her protection, I just had to post the following piece. From the wonderfully-named Cornell Society for a Good Time site, via Heartland Catholic, this beautiful poem from Joyce Kilmer, whose best known work was the treacly sweet Trees:

Robe of Christ

At the foot of the Cross on Calvary
Three soldiers sat and diced,
And one of them was the Devil
And he won the Robe of Christ.

When the Devil comes in his proper form
To the chamber where I dwell,
I know him and make the Sign of the Cross
Which drives him back to Hell.

And when he comes like a friendly man
And puts his hand in mine,
The fervour in his voice is not
From love or joy or wine.

And when he comes like a woman,
With lovely, smiling eyes,
Black dreams float over his golden head
Like a swarm of carrion flies.

Now many a million tortured souls
In his red halls there be:
Why does he spend his subtle craft
In hunting after me?

Kings, queens and crested warriors
Whose memory rings through time,
These are his prey, and what to him
Is this poor man of rhyme,

That he, with such laborious skill,
Should change from role to role,
Should daily act so many a part
To get my little soul?

Oh, he can be the forest,
And he can be the sun,
Or a buttercup, or an hour of rest
When the weary day is done.

I saw him through a thousand veils,
And has not this sufficed?
Now, must I look on the Devil robed
In the radiant Robe of Christ?

He comes, and his face is sad and mild,
With thorns his head is crowned;
There are great bleeding wounds in his feet,
And in each hand a wound.

How can I tell, who am a fool,
If this be Christ or no?
Those bleeding hands outstretched to me!
Those eyes that love me so!

I see the Robe — I look — I hope –
I fear — but there is one
Who will direct my troubled mind;
Christ’s Mother knows her Son.

O Mother of Good Counsel, lend
Intelligence to me!
Encompass me with wisdom,
Thou Tower of Ivory!

“This is the Man of Lies,” she says,
“Disguised with fearful art:
He has the wounded hands and feet,
But not the wounded heart.”

Beside the Cross on Calvary
She watched them as they diced.
She saw the Devil join the game
And win the Robe of Christ.

Mary Knows Her Son

In honor of Our Lady, and being reminded of my constant need of her protection, I just had to post the following piece. From the wonderfully-named Cornell Society for a Good Time site, via Heartland Catholic, this beautiful poem from Joyce Kilmer, whose best known work was the treacly sweet Trees:

Robe of Christ

At the foot of the Cross on Calvary
Three soldiers sat and diced,
And one of them was the Devil
And he won the Robe of Christ.

When the Devil comes in his proper form
To the chamber where I dwell,
I know him and make the Sign of the Cross
Which drives him back to Hell.

And when he comes like a friendly man
And puts his hand in mine,
The fervour in his voice is not
From love or joy or wine.

And when he comes like a woman,
With lovely, smiling eyes,
Black dreams float over his golden head
Like a swarm of carrion flies.

Now many a million tortured souls
In his red halls there be:
Why does he spend his subtle craft
In hunting after me?

Kings, queens and crested warriors
Whose memory rings through time,
These are his prey, and what to him
Is this poor man of rhyme,

That he, with such laborious skill,
Should change from role to role,
Should daily act so many a part
To get my little soul?

Oh, he can be the forest,
And he can be the sun,
Or a buttercup, or an hour of rest
When the weary day is done.

I saw him through a thousand veils,
And has not this sufficed?
Now, must I look on the Devil robed
In the radiant Robe of Christ?

He comes, and his face is sad and mild,
With thorns his head is crowned;
There are great bleeding wounds in his feet,
And in each hand a wound.

How can I tell, who am a fool,
If this be Christ or no?
Those bleeding hands outstretched to me!
Those eyes that love me so!

I see the Robe — I look — I hope –
I fear — but there is one
Who will direct my troubled mind;
Christ’s Mother knows her Son.

O Mother of Good Counsel, lend
Intelligence to me!
Encompass me with wisdom,
Thou Tower of Ivory!

“This is the Man of Lies,” she says,
“Disguised with fearful art:
He has the wounded hands and feet,
But not the wounded heart.”

Beside the Cross on Calvary
She watched them as they diced.
She saw the Devil join the game
And win the Robe of Christ.

New Blog on the Roll

From a frequent commenter on this blog, called Retrocatholic. Check it out.

New Blog on the Roll

From a frequent commenter on this blog, called Retrocatholic. Check it out.