He saw lots of people’s sweethearts there, cause everybody in America can have their life-threatening conditions treated for freesies.
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Well, not really. I mean, we were not married with the blessing of the Catholic church, so he’s not married, although I sure as hell am, and I’m pretty sure I could get the courts to see it my way in the event of a divorce. Which is kind of similar, really, to gays who are married in states where that is legal. Their marriage bond is recognized by the government but not the Catholic Church. And I’m sure they’re losing about as much sleep over this as I am.
Not so Archbishop Myers of Newark, NJ, who is apparently so upset about marriages he does not recognize that he has decided people who do accept them should maybe not be taking communion.
“If they continue to be unable to assent to or live the Generic Levitra Church’s reaching in these matters, they must in all honesty and humility refrain from receiving Holy Communion until they can do so with integrity; to continue to receive Holy Communion while so dissenting would be objectively dishonest,” Myers wrote.
Of course, this only applies to Newark area gay-sympathizers. We are anxiously awaiting Archbishop Rodi’s opinion to know whether or not Mr. Del will be told he is objectively dishonest for accepting the saving Body and Blood of Christ at a Mobile altar rail. After sinning with me for thirty years come next April, he can’t have far to fall.
And in that city, there was in those years a man of great wealth. He lived in a fine house with many servants to attend him, and he had also a beautiful garden in which grew every kind of flower and fruit. And about this garden there was a high wall. But one of his fruit trees, a peach tree, sent a branch out over the wall. And every year the tree grew larger and larger, and the branch over the wall grew longer and lower, so that there came a time when the people passing outside the wall might reach out and pluck the ripe peaches from the branch where they hung.
And this was brought to the wealthy man’s ears, and he became angry and said, Why should all the people of the city be able to pick the peaches from that branch? for by rights they belong to me. (more…)
In an abrupt tack from their previous position, the US Conference of Catholic Bishops announced today that they are willing to accept the “Hawaii Rule” compromise offered by the Obama administration, which will shift the cost of contraceptive coverage to insurance companies. However, they are now opposed to being forced to cover the cost of insulin, an artificial hormone used in the treatment of diabetes.
“The human body is wondrously designed by God to regulate all its internal systems,” stated Michael O’Toole, Bishop of Springfield. “In his encyclical Periculum Medicinae, the Holy Father clearly instructs us that interference in God’s holy creation is a grave error.” The bishops are also opposed to coverage of other artifical hormones, such as thyroid hormone, currently used by millions of Americans to treat underactive thyroid glands. O’Toole added that using such hormones is a “matter of conscience” for Catholics, but that the Church could not be forced to be involved in something so morally repugnant.
Reaction to this declaration was mixed. “Surveys show that millions of Catholic Americans are diabetic and need insulin,” said Sen Online Blackjack. Spencer Bronstein (D-AL). “For the bishops to take this position is simply hypocritical. Whether a person uses insulin or not should be between them and their doctor.”
Others disagreed. “You know, if you don’t want to get diabetes, don’t shove a lot of sugar in your face,” said Sharon Mackenzie, a local business owner. “It’s pretty simple. Why should the Catholics have to pay for something they don’t believe in? If you want insulin, buy it yourself.”
Speculation was rampant on the Beltway about how the administration will respond to this latest move on the part of the bishops. “Obama can’t be seen as anti-religion,” predicted one aide, who asked to remain anonymous. “He’ll have to find a way to compromise on this.”
Others were not so sure. “Actually, the longer this goes on, the worse it makes the Republicans look,” said political analyst Bruce Bowes. “Americans are used to insulin, it’s been part of the landscape for a while now. Also, there are many diabetics whose condition isn’t treatable by diet alone. What are those people supposed to do?”
Okay, so I don’t go to church, and I don’t get all bowed up and write emails to management when a store clerk wishes me Happy Holidays instead of Merry Christmas. For me, the ever-darkening days herald only one long ordeal of deplorable excess, demands on both purse and calendar, and in general More Work for Mother. But even we hardened Scrooges still experience frissons, however fleeting, of “the Christmas Spirit.” I myself usually manage ten or fifteen minutes’ worth every year — hardly redemptive, but better than nothing.
So Saturday afternoon, I plunged into the fully decorated Galleria Riverchase Mall, determined to get my fix. (more…)
Because they are our Future. Anyway, this was buried on page 4C, under the weather forecast. Judge Tracy McCooey has decided that the phone company will just have to keep on collecting a fee from all of its customers in order to pay for telephone service aiding the deaf and blind. The only difference is, now that money will go not to telephone service for the deaf & blind—their equipment is all paid up, thanks to careful management—but to the education fund. And this makes good sense, because the education fund sure needs that money! So just shut up, okay?
Says Jay Love (R-Montgomery), who sponsored the brilliant bill transferring the money: “I certainly felt like when we passed that bill that it would withstand any legal challenge, and I’m glad the judge agreed.” Uh-huh. I can’t imagine why the PSC even sued.
The possibilities here are limited only by the human imagination, guys. How about…a fee added to all grocery bills, to pay for those electric wheelchair carts for the disabled—except we’ll use it to pay for court clerks. Or a energy conservation study fee added to your electric bill—hey, that could pay for prison expansion! This is going to revolutionize taxation in Alabama, already the lowest-taxed state in the country. With any luck, we can put off actually addressing our financial shortfall and developing a sensible, fair tax system to deal with it…well, maybe forever.
Just back from visiting the in-laws, and this is the latest from their part of the world. 16-year-old driver turning left on a green light, misjudged, his mama who was riding shotgun died.
They were going to his orthodontist appointment.
So if your heart is not already clenching in agony at this sad little story…the Cobb County Police charged the boy with negligent homicide.
Yep. That’s what they did. To the credit of Cobb residents, there has been pretty much an outpouring of outrage. (Although my brother-in-law said one anonymous commenter typed, “The law is the law.”)
Hug your babies, y’all. Even your big babies. Because you never know, tomorrow they might be charged with your murder.
I suppose I mean salaciousness, but I like salacity better. Anyway. Mobile is yet again plunged into can’t-look-away horror at the alleged local sex freaks in high places. Steve Giardini, who in addition to working closely with the freaking Child Advocacy Center was actually the head prosecutor on the Spankin’ Judge Hermie case, was just indicted on child porn charges. This has all been coming on for some time, apparently—they raided his house back in April, but didn’t file charges until now. Why? No one knows...etc.
The charges are the usual grab bag of skeeviness involving an FBI agent posing online as a fifteen-year-old girl. But what made me even more uneasy than the idea that THIS MONSTER COULD BE AFTER OUR PRECIOUS CHILDREN was the fact that the FBI dude not only sent 3 1/2 months worth of fake IMs or whatever, he actually talked to Giardini on the phone, using “a device to disguise his voice to appear to be a teenage girl.” Kinda puts you in mind of Minority Report.
Speaking of movies, we happened to be watching a Hepburn/Tracy movie called Without Love the other night. Tracy, spurned by his first love, has said goodbye to romance forever, or so he thinks, and bitterly explains why [at 7:15]. “And the last time I saw her,” he tells Miss Hepburn, “she was wearing a white evening gown, with her curls piled on top of her head, looking about sixteen.”
Boy. They just don’t write ‘em like that any more, do they.
This just in: apparently, according to one study, certain types of abstinence ed programs might just work. For a while. This has erupted in the blogosphere, where conservatives are saying, See we told you so! and liberals are pointing out that
…the curriculum tested did not represent most abstinence programs. It did not take a moralistic tone, as many abstinence programs do. Most notably, the sessions encouraged children to delay sex until they are ready, not necessarily until married; did not portray sex outside marriage as never appropriate; and did not disparage condoms.”
The main point for me is that they started with twelve-year-olds. Perhaps that might work. But I can tell them, by high school it’s pretty much too late. Last year my kids had to attend a bizarre assembly during which a woman speaker used food props to tell the kids that “girls’ brains are mixed up, like spaghetti, but boys’ brains are compartmentalized, like waffles.” The idea being that girls, once sexually active, would be unable to separate those feelings from the rest of their activities, and they would lose focus on whatever they were trying to achieve. (I guess she was also saying it was okay for the waffle-brained boys to hump like minks, but maybe that’s unfair.) A girl seated behind DD-16 snorted, “Huh. Nothin like that happened to me.” (more…)
Not that I do Twitter. I’m not sure how to tweet, or whatever the verb is, but I think it involves having a data plan on your phone if you’re going to do it right, and we are too cheap to spring for that, especially since I never go anywhere except the grocery anyway.
But I do text. And it occurred to me this morning, as I was mentally composing a text to send to DS19 away at college, that it’s a whole different ball of wax, writing-wise. (more…)