BEWITCHED BY YOU SO

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Those who have previously read my thoughts before know that there truly seems to be a soundtrack to my life.

Per the USA “Billboard Hot 100” for the 17th July 1971, the Number One singer in the USA was Carole King. She had a double-sided hit. (Remember 45 RPM records? No, or never even seen one?)

On the lesser side was, “It’s Too Late”, with gloomy lyrics certainly not celebratory in any way.

However, on the flip side, and considering that this day was Our Wedding Day, the rather more  more ‘appropriate’ recollection is, “I Feel the Earth Move!

I feel the earth move under my feet
I feel the sky tumbling down
I feel my heart start to trembling
Whenever you’re around

Ooh, baby, when I see your face
Mellow as the month of May
Oh, darling, I can’t stand it
When you look at me that way

I feel the earth move under my feet
I feel the sky tumbling down
I feel my heart start to trembling
Whenever you’re around

Ooo, darling, when you’re near me
And you tenderly call my name
I know that my emotions
Are something I just can’t tame
I’ve just got to have you, baby, uh huh huh uh huh huh yeah

I feel the earth move under my feet
I feel the sky tumbling down, a’tumbling down
I feel the earth move under my feet
I feel the sky tumbling down, a’tumbling down
I just lose control
Down to my very soul
I get hot and cold, all over, all over, all over, all over
I feel the earth move under my feet
I feel the sky tumbling down, a’tumbling down
I feel the earth move under my feet
I feel the sky tumbling down, a’tumbling down,
A’tumbling down, a’tumbling down, a’tumbling down, a’tumbling down, tumbling down!

Well, we were all a bit younger then!

Those who have been married a while, or have parents or relatives or friends who have know that some times are simply to be endured.

Perhaps when times are rough, or when someone else you know has suffered a hardship, or an all-too-lengthy time away from one another, or a severe illness, or, on the opposite side, indeed, a delightful chat, a relaxing or inspiring trip, or even a close call, maybe that’s the day(s) when you say to yourself and to your partner: God only knows what I’d do without you!

Oddly enough, that phrase became another favorite musical moment between the two of us.

If you’re old enough to remember the name Claudine Longet, a very French chanteuse and for 14 years, wife of the late crooner, Andy Williams, you’ve likely shared this memory with us, and perhaps from the same recording we still have.

I may not always love you
But long as there are stars above you
You never need to doubt it
I’ll make you so sure about it

God only knows what I’d be without you

If you should ever leave me
Though life would still go on believe me
The world could show nothing to me
So what good would living do me

God only knows what I’d be without you
God only knows what I’d be without you

If you should ever leave me
Well life would still go on believe me
The world could show nothing to me
So what good would living do me

God only knows what I’d be without you
God only knows what I’d be without you
God only knows
[ x6 ]

From our younger days, and until today, the music of the late American crooner, John Gary, has always been for quiet, late nights at home.

If ever I would leave you, it wouldn’t be in summer
Seeing you in summer, I never would go
Your hair streaked with sunlight, your lips red as flame
Your face with a luster that puts gold to shame

But if I’d ever leave you, it couldn’t be in autumn
How I’d leave in autumn, I never will know
I’ve seen how you sparkle when fall nips the air
I know you in autumn and I must be there

And could I leave you running merrily through the snow
Or on a wintry evening when you catch the fire’s glow

If ever I would leave you, how could it be in springtime
Knowing how in spring I’m bewitched by you so
Oh, no, not in springtime, summer, winter, or fall
No never could I leave you at all!

Truer words were never written, spoken, or sung!

So, My Lovely, here’s to our next 45 years!

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Our favorite Gruet bubbly’s in the fridge.  Time for a toast!

Now, for that Anniversary Waltz around the kitchen!

Join us, please, Dear Readers!

To us, to you and your next anniversary, L’Chaim! To Life!

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Hat-Tips

Carole King

Website: http://www.caroleking.com/

Twitter: @Carole_King

Facebook: Carole King

YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/user/TheCaroleKing

Mrs. Claudine Longet Austin lives a very private life with her husband in Aspen, Colorado.

 

 

 

 

Sacred Sacrifice, Shared in Blood

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Monday, 30th May, is Memorial Day in America.

This is the one day of the year when the battle-injured and The Fallen, from all and whatever the conflict, are honored, not only by the Great and the Good, but also, and more importantly, those genuine, decent, patriotic families Who Will Remember Them.

In the past half century, wars have indeed become both more ‘amorphous’, so to speak, and literally, more insane.

Women who encourage, indeed, strap suicide belts onto the very youngsters to whom they personally gave birth, say, eight or nine years earlier, ululate, scream Allahu Akbar (God is Great), and send these wee ones to their absurdly early, to say nothing about wholly “unnecessary” deaths!

In other words, the enemy not only attacks from anywhere and everywhere, but in ways most shockingly barbaric, or to the psyche of those reared in the broad ethos and longstanding Christian and Jewish faiths of Europe, North America, and other civilized lands.

Indeed, when it comes to jihadis and kindred islamists, they attack from any and every direction, against men, women and even babes-in-arms, and regardless whether one is in any sort of military uniform of not.

These cretins target total Innocents: women, children, grandparents; the most hale and hearty as well as the very weakest amongst us, the wee child to the most elderly.

‘Leaders’ (sic), especially those who have themselves have never worn the uniform of their Nation’s armed forces, refuse to accept that self-declared enemies are just that.

As a result, they simply refuse to acknowledge the plain-as-a-pikestaff lethal threats.

Will such ‘leaders’ move, swiftly, and with unrelenting lethal force to destroy those who would murder Innocents?

Staggeringly, no.  Never.

A few months ago, groups of men, by the dozens, were rounded up by jihadists, caged, and using some combustible liquid, were simply set alight, en masse.

One such unfortunate man happened to be a member of the Jordanian Army.

Jordan’s King, His Majesty Abdullah II, born of an English mother, educated in English schools including Sandhurst (near enough, Britain’s West Point) and a former Captain  in the Blues and Royals of the British Army, reacted precisely as a real leader might.

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A skilled-fighter pilot, with wholly-justified almost paternal rage, His Majesty personally led sorties which smashed into the tiniest of fragments those ISIS attackers responsible for the outrage.

Days ago, many more dozens men under ISIS control were tied up and individually dipped into vats of acid; thus a new war crime: Death by Dissolving.

Indeed, many may never before have read or otherwise heard about this latter outrageous act.

Nonetheless, most but especially western Nations’peoples, if not their individual “leaders” (sic) or governments, understand the real meaning of existential threats.

In this perhaps generations-long battle to ensure that all our children and grandchildren live in a better world than we ourselves inherited, the brutally sad fact is that some gave some, some gave all.

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[Memorial Day At Arlington – Mary McHugh mourns her slain fiance Sgt. James Regan at the Arlington National Cemetery May 27, 2006, Memorial Day weekend. Regan, a U.S. Army Ranger from Long Island, was killed by a roadside bomb in Iraq in February, and this was the first time McHugh had visited the grave since the funeral. When he died, Regan was on his fourth combat deployment – twice in Afghanistan and twice in Iraq.]

I knew a man, called him Sandy Kane
Few folks even knew his name
But a hero, yes, was he
Left a boy, came back a man

Still many just don’t understand
About the reasons that we are free

I can’t forget the look in his eyes
Or the tears he cries
As he said these words to me

“All gave some and some gave all
And some stood through for the red, white and blue
And some had to fall
And if you ever think of me
Think of all your liberties and recall
Some gave all”

Sandy Kane is no longer here
But his words are oh so clear
As they echo throughout our land
For all his friends who gave us all
Who stood the ground and took the fall
To help their fellow men

Love your country and live with pride
And don’t forget those who died
America can’t you see?

All gave some and some gave all
And some stood through for the Red, white and blue
And some had to fall
And if you ever think of me
Think of all your liberties and recall
Some gave all

And if you ever think of me
Think of all your liberties and recall, yes recall
Some gave all
Some gave all

To those men and women who can hear or read these words today, may I say we are debtors to those who fell, or those who came home as only a fragment of the man or woman who left all that was sane and comfortable for Duty, Honor and Country.

To the families of The Fallen, may your loved ones Rest in Eternal Peace.

BoyAtDadsFuneralGrettingFlagI want my Daddy, Sir, not this flag”            [Nikolous Poulin, 5, with his aunt, Jennifer, holding flag covering his father’s coffin.  National Guard Specialist Dennis Poulin died in Germany of wounds suffered in Afghanistan. RIP]

Quite how the children of these families cope is an ever-expanding dimension of explaining The Unexplainable, and certainly to those who innocence we cherish, for their sakes, but which has been shattered in ways no child can ever even hope to comprehend.

To the rest of us, may we forever honor both The Fallen and their grieving families, and knowing their pain will never completely end.

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H/T:

Mr. Billy Ray Cyrus  Website:   http://www.billyraycyrus.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/BillyRayCyrus

YouTube Channel: https://www.youtube.com/user/bluecadillacmusic

Twitter: @billyraycyrus

 

 

 

Loving Angel, Tender, Tough & Strong

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Today is Mother’s Day in America or, the equivalent to me of the always more expressive ‘Mothering Sunday’,  in Britain and The Commonwealth.

Legend has it that Mother’s Day celebrations can be dated back to ancient Greece and Springtime celebrations to honor Rhea, the Mother of the Gods, who herself was the daughter of Uranus and Gaia.

Not only was Rhea was the Mother of the Gods, she was also a goddess of female fertility, motherhood, and generation.

Rhea means “flow” and “ease.” As the wife of Kronos (‘Time’), and as Queen of Heaven, she represented the eternal flow of time and generations.  As the great Mother (‘Meter Megale’), the “flow” was menstrual blood, birth waters, and milk.

She was also a goddess of comfort and ease, a blessing reflected in the common Homeric phrase “the gods who live at their ease (rhea).”

When Rhea’s husband, Titan,  heard a prophecy that he would be deposed by one of his children, he took to swallowing each of them…just as soon as they were born!

Clever as a proverbial fox, Rhea bore her youngest, Zeus, in secret, and hid him away in a cave in Crete.

In Zeus’ stead, she presented Kronos with a stone.. wrapped in swaddling clothes… and which he promptly devoured!  Linger on that thought for a moment!

From that must come the fallacy that the steaks which Dads attempt to try to fix as a fancy lunch for the mothers in their lives turn out rock hard?

Nah, I just made that up.

In the Far More Sane department, would you find it odd that Edgar Allen Poe,  in his short, tragic life, who wrote some truly dirge-like, indeed dark, frightening poems (especially ‘The Raven’) also had a very soft spot?

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[Edgar Allen Poe, 1809-1849]

His Poem, “Sonnet – To My Mother” sums it all up:

Because I feel that, in the heavens above,

The angels, whispering to one another,

Can find, among their burning terms of love,

None so devotional as that of ‘mother’ —

Therefore by that sweet name I long have called you —

You, who are more than mother unto me,

And fill my heart of hearts, where Death installed you,

In setting my Virginia’s spirit free.

My mother — my own mother — who died early —

Was but the mother of myself; but you

Are mother to the one I loved so dearly,

And thus are dearer than the mother I knew;

By that infinity with which my wife

Was dearer to my soul than its soul-life.

As one can immediately see, since his own mother was by this time deceased, Poe was actually honoring and addressing his Mother-in-Law and aunt, Maria Clemm.

All this adds to enhancing the curiosities of Life, and how a wee baby must struggle to take in a new, almost wholly incomprehensible world.

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A far more modern, perhaps even more touching poem, “Mom”, is written and set to music, here:

Little baby told God, hey I’m kind of scared.
Don’t really know if I want to go down there.
From here it looks like a little blue ball
That’s a great big place and I’m so small.

Why can’t I just, stay here with you?
Did I make you mad, don’t you want me too?
God said oh child, of course I do
But there’s somebody special waiting for you

So hush now baby, don’t you cry
‘Cause there’s someone down there waiting whose only goal in life
Is making sure you’re always gonna be alright
A loving angel tender, tough and strong
It’s almost time to go and meet your mom.

You’ll never have a better friend
Or a warmer touch to tuck you in
She’ll kiss your bruises, your bumps and scrapes
And anytime you hurt
Her heart’s gonna break

So hush now baby, don’t you cry
‘Cause there’s someone down there waiting whose only goal in life
Is making sure you’re always gonna be alright
A loving angel tender, tough and strong
It’s almost time to go and meet your mom.

And when she’s talking to you make sure you listen close
‘Cause she’s gonna teach you everything you’ll ever need to know
Like how to mind your manners, to love and laugh and dream
She’ll put you on the path that bring you back to me

So, hush now little baby, don’t you cry
‘Cause there’s someone down there waiting whose only goal in life
Is making sure you’re always gonna be alright
A loving angel tender, tough and strong
Come on child it’s time, to meet your mom

How about that line, “Loving angel, tender, tough and strong…

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To all you ladies who are The Givers of Life, have been or will be a mother by natural means or who have adopted a child, speaking for us male ‘bystanders’, you are or were the Centers of Our Universe.

And, so says every one!

Happy Mothers’ Day!

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Hat-Tips:

MomSongwriters
Wynn Varble and Don Sampson

The Gentlemen of the a capella group “Home Free”                                                         Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/homefreevocalb0and
Twitter & Instagram: @homefreeguys

Edgar Allen Poe Society of Baltimore                                                                                       Website: http://www.eapoe.org/

Twitter: @EdgarAllanPoe

 

 

In a Flash, Life!

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America’s first President, General George Washington, remarked that all men must “Labor to keep alive in our breast that little spark of celestial fire we call Conscience.”

But there are other celestial fires that spark and burn deep in our souls.

The late funnyman who, as we found out, was near enough a manic-depressive, Robin Williams, remarked that “we’re only given that little spark of madness, and that we mustn’t lose it”.

I’ve always preferred to believe in the adage I’d heard since childhood that a ‘spark of kindness can start a fire of love’.

‘Fires of love’: What an apt description for the burning desire that a man finds overtaking all his senses when, finally, he meets The One, the most wonderful woman on the planet, and he will give his all to woo and win her.

Who knew that passions really do ‘spark’, and at a level which is, after all, truly what the most-lasting love is all about?

 Bright Flash of Light Marks Incredible Moment Life Begins When Sperm Meets Egg

Human life begins in bright flash of light as a sperm meets an egg, scientists have shown for the first time, after capturing the astonishing ‘fireworks’ on film.

An explosion of tiny sparks erupts from the egg at the exact moment of conception.

Scientists had seen the phenomenon occur in other animals but it is the first time is has been also shown to happen in humans.

“To see the zinc radiate out in a burst from each human egg was breathtaking.”, said Professor Teresa Woodruff, Northwestern University

Not only is it an incredible spectacle, highlighting the very moment that a new life begins, the size of the flash can be used to determine the quality of the fertilised egg.

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[Researchers from Northwestern University, in Chicago, noticed that some of the eggs burn brighter than others, showing that they are more likely to produce a healthy baby.]

Conception2Northwestern [Eggs flash as they meet sperm enzyme, capturing the moment that life begins] Credit: NORTHWESTERN UNIVERSITY]

The discovery could help fertility doctors pick the best fertilised eggs to transfer during in vitro fertilisation (IVF).

“It was remarkable,” said Professor Teresa Woodruff, one of the study’s two senior authors and an expert in ovarian biology at Northwestern.

“We discovered the zinc spark just five years ago in the mouse, and to see the zinc radiate out in a burst from each human egg was breathtaking.

“This means if you can look at the zinc spark at the time of fertilization, you will know immediately which eggs are the good ones to transfer in in vitro fertilization.

“It’s a way of sorting egg quality in a way we’ve never been able to assess before. “All of biology starts at the time of fertilization, yet we know next to nothing about the events that occur in the human.”

Currently around 50 per cent of fertilised eggs do not develop properly and experts believe that faulty genetic code could be responsible.

Some clinics take videos of the egg developing to try pick up problems early, while others check for genetic mutations, but that is an invasive procedure which can damage the tiny egg. Often it is just down to a clinician decided which eggs look the healthiest.

But the new findings could give and extra indication that an egg is flourishing. A video of nine human eggs coming into contact with sperm enzyme showed two flashed much brighter than the rest.

“This is an important discovery because it may give us a non-invasive and easily visible way to assess the health of an egg and eventually an embryo before implantation,” said co-author Dr Eve Feinberg, who took care of the patients who provided eggs for the basic science study and collaborated with the research team.

“There are no tools currently available that tell us if it’s a good quality egg. Often we don’t know whether the egg or embryo is truly viable until we see if a pregnancy ensues.

“That’s the reason this is so transformative. If we have the ability up front to see what is a good egg and what’s not, it will help us know which embryo to transfer, avoid a lot of heartache and achieve pregnancy much more quickly.”

[The top right and bottom left egg flashed brighter showing they were healthier  Credit: Northwestern University]

The bright flash occurs because when sperm enters and egg it triggers calcium to increase which releases zinc from the egg. As the zinc shoots out, it binds to small molecules which emit a fluorescence which can be picked up my camera microscopes.

Over the last six years this team has shown that zinc controls the decision to grow and change into a completely new genetic organism.

In the experiment, scientists use sperm enzyme rather than actual sperm to show what happens at the moment of conception.

“These fluorescence microscopy studies establish that the zinc spark occurs in human egg biology, and that can be observed outside of the cell,” said Professor Tom O’Halloran, a co-senior author.

For a peek at the flash itself, click here and see the wonder!

In a companion paper published in Scientific Reports on March 18, a zinc spark is shown at the precise time a sperm enters a mouse egg.

This discovery was made by Zhang, a postdoctoral fellow at Northwestern.  Little is known about the events that occur at the time of fertilization, because it is difficult to capture the precise time of sperm entry.

The study will be published April 26 in “Scientific Reports.” [End Quote]

As at least some of you regular readers know, my life runs on soundtracks which seem to be produced from somewhere deep in my soul and which ‘sync’ with what’s going on around me.

Reading this ‘sparked’ thoughts about the majesty of Life, the crescendo of a loving relationship between a husband and wife which creates their flesh realized as the gift of a child.

Amongst music’s best of the steadily, passionately building crescendo which takes Life to another level of glorious explosion is the late French composer Camille Saint-Saens’ Symphony Number 3.

Commonly known as the ‘Organ Symphony‘, SaintSaens himself admitted that the Symphony No. 3 was his greatest work. It was his last attempt at the symphonic form, and the composer claimed that he gave he gave everything he was able to give to this masterful piece.

Even that ‘fits’, so to speak, with the anatomical discussion above.

Here’s to Love!

Here’s to Life!

Here’s to New Life and Lives to come!

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Dedication:

This column is dedicated to one very special couple and to all parents-to-be & grandparents-to-be everywhere!

Hat-Tips:

The Daily Telegraph (London) http://www.telegraph.co.uk/science/2016/04/26/bright-flash-of-light-marks-incredible-moment-life-begins-when-s/

Professor Teresa Woodruff, Ph.D., Website: http://www.woodrufflab.org, Twitter: @teresakwoodruff

Professor Thomas V. O’Halloran, Ph.D. Website: http://www.chemistry.northwestern.edu/people/core-faculty/profiles/thomas-ohalloran.html

Dr. Eve C. Feinberg   Website: https://fcionline.com/our-center/meet-our-doctors/dr-eve-c-feinberg/

 Orchestre National de Lille   Website: http://www.onlille.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/orchestrenationallille

YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/user/ONLille

Twitter:  @onlille

 

 

 

 

The Desert School of Frozen Minds

Another Golda Meir…for the Arab World?

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An Enlightened, perhaps even titanic mind, lovely face, rather pained eyes, plain-spoken delivery of harsh truths?

Sometimes surprises come from the most unexpected people or places, and which makes the surprise even more jarring, even mind-bending.

On previous occasions, together we’ve shared stories of people who are beyond merely ‘remarkable’.

Indeed, sometimes it is because of the location where events occur and how people react to those events, usually dire or outrageous events, that certain people find their inner courage and stand-up and stand out.

When certain circumstances dictate, indeed require one’s taking a stand, it is at those times when individual bravery, gutsiness, or sheer gall often come to the fore.

Typically, such occurs against the backdrop of the drab, when the omnipresent Official Great Silence acts as morphine to the minds of most.

There is, apparently, something about some Saudi ladies, never the men, or so it seems, but the gals, which prompts them to speak out, most articulately, forcefully, bluntly.

When they do, it seems to oftentimes be what, at least in the non-muslim world, registers as total good sense, finally!

As you will see, it’s happened, again.

[Please click on the link, here, to play video:] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ceGqB4raTZo

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Saudi TV Host Nadine Al-Budair Takes to Task Apologists Who Claim Terrorists Have Nothing to Do with Islam and the Muslims: They Emerged from Our Schools and Universities

Saudi journalist and TV host Nadine Al-Budair recently criticized the “hypocrites” who say that the terrorists “do not represent Islam or the Muslims.”

“After the abominable Brussels bombings, it’s time for us to feel shame and to stop acting as if the terrorists are a rarity,” she said, in an address that aired on the Saudi Rotana Khalijiyah TV* on April 3. “Why do we shed our own conscience?” she asked. “Don’t these perpetrators emerge from our environment?”

Following are excerpts:

Nadine Al-Budair: Whenever terrorism massacres peaceful civilians, the smart alecks and the hypocrites vie with one another in saying that these people do not represent Islam or the Muslims. Perhaps one of them could tell us who does represent Islam and the Muslims.

We witness people competing in an attempt to be the first to prove that everything that is happening has nothing to do with the Muslims, and that the terrorists are highway robbers and homeless alcoholics and drug addicts. We all know that the number of the homeless in Europe is very high. They sleep in the streets and beg for alms, and some of them are alcoholics or drug addicts, but we do not expect these addicts or criminals to even consider coming here and blowing up a mosque or a street in our city. It is we who blow ourselves up. It is we who blow up others.

Why do we shed our own conscience? Why do the sheikhs, the pundits, the journalists, and all the Arab officials insist upon [not] using their conscience when they point to the perpetrators?  Don’t these perpetrators emerge from our environment? Don’t their families belong to our society?  Didn’t anyone you know – someone from your city, a neighbor, someone from your street, a relative, a nephew, a grandson, a father, or a mother – go to Syria or Iraq to wage Jihad?

After the abominable Brussels bombings, it’s time for us to feel shame and to stop acting as if the terrorists are a rarity.

We must admit that they are present everywhere, that their nationality is Arab, and that they adhere to the religion of Islam. We must acknowledge that we are the ones who gave birth to them, and who have made them memorize the teachings of all the Salafi books. We must admit that it is the schools and universities that we established that told them the others are infidels.

We must admit that we all – our different sects and faiths, the Sunnis and the Shia – adhere to one school and one school only: the “freezing of the mind” school. Don’t ask! Don’t think! Don’t resist orders! Welcome to the Arab Mashriq*.

We should acknowledge that it is our religious upbringing that has driven these youth away from the Quran, and has drawn them closer to its interpreters, to the point that a Muslim now has 1,000 holy books, from which he draws fatwas and information, whereas the Quran has been made intellectually inaccessible.

What makes us laugh and cry at the same time is that the people who spilled the blood walk at the dead man’s funeral and cry. The people who encouraged the terrorists, invented fatwas for them, and called to support their false rights in Syria, in Afghanistan, in Pakistan, in the Philippines, in Morocco, in America, in Egypt, in Saudi Arabia, in Lebanon, in Africa – and the list is endless, with the last incident taking place in Europe…

Now the old supporters (of terrorism) have the audacity to declare that they denounce bombings everywhere, and that the killing of civilians constitutes an attack on the religion. Where are the sheikhs of yesterday? Why don’t they have the courage to declare that they are the ones who said that Jihad is obligatory, and who legalized political wars, using futile and disgraceful exegeses, which permit killing, enslavement, and destruction?   […]

Consider this spunky lady’s poise, her direct, comprehensible remarks as she speaks, clearly with passion and from the heart to her viewers.

Indeed, she has spoken out about her people in the past.

Writing in her column for Al Rai, a Kuwaiti newspaper, she criticised the Muslim people over their attempts to blame the Western world for their problems. She wrote: “It is strange that we condemn instead of apologising to the world.

ISISFlagCarriedByFighterBackToCamera - large    Nadine says terrorists are ‘no longer a rarity’

“It is strange that we condemn instead of addressing what is happening in our midst.”

Even with all that spunk, consider that the minute she sticks her nose outside the Saudi studio building’s doors, unless she is in full hijab, covered head to toe in black robes most akin to a bin bag, and with only a slit for her eyes to be able to scan where she goes, she faces both a whipping, on the spot, and a fine, and perhaps even arrest by the Saudi ‘morality police’.

So, back out into the desert heat, and again into the world of frozen, suspicious minds.

[Please click on the link, here, to play video:] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wb0Jmy-JYbA&nohtml5=False

We’re caught in a trap
I can’t walk out
Because I love you too much baby

Why can’t you see
What you’re doing to me
When you don’t believe a word I say?

We can’t go on together
With suspicious minds (suspicious minds)
And we can’t build our dreams
On suspicious minds

So, if an old friend I know
Stops by to say hello
Would I still see suspicion in your eyes?

Here we go again
Asking where I’ve been
You can’t see these tears are real
I’m crying (Yes I’m crying)

We can’t go on together
With suspicious minds (suspicious minds)
And we can’t build our dreams
On suspicious minds

Oh let our love survive
Or dry the tears from your eyes
Let’s don’t let a good thing die
Oh honey, you know
I’ve never lied to you
Mmm yeah, yeah

We’re caught in a trap
I can’t walk out
Because I love you too much baby

Why can’t you see
What you’re doing to me
When you don’t believe a word I say?

Don’t you know I’m caught in a trap
I can’t walk out
Because I love you too much baby

Don’t you know I’m caught in a trap
I can’t walk out
Because I love you too much baby

Don’t you know I’m caught in a trap
I can’t walk out
Because I love you too much baby

Don’t you know I’m caught in a trap
I can’t walk out
Because I love you too much baby

Don’t you know I’m caught in a trap
I can’t walk out
Because I love you too much baby

Don’t you know I’m caught in a trap
I can’t walk out
Because I love you too much baby

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*[Ed. Notes: (1) “Mashriq” is the region of Arab countries to the east of Egypt. This comprises the countries of Lebanon, Jordan, Syria and Iraq. Since Israel is not formally recognized by the Saudis, amongst others, they use the word ‘Palestine’.]

(2) Rotana Khalijia Televison, based in Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, was originally launched as a musical channel broadcasting mainly music from the Persian Gulf region. Later on, it became a general viewing channel airing films, television series and lifestyle programming.  This is but one part of the Rotana Group, owned by Saudi billionaire Prince Al-Waleed bin Talal.]

For another story of what is perhaps an even more blunt, spunky, beautiful, plain-spoken Arab lady Shams Bandar, whose ultimate boss is also Prince Al-Waleed bin Talal, see, https://scottbrownscerebralcaffeine.wordpress.com/2016/02/06/trillions-fears-shams/

Hat-Tips

The Middle East Media Research Institute (MEMRI) http://www.memritv.org/clip_transcript/en/5436.htm

Website: www.memri.org

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/The-Middle-East-Media-Research-Institute-MEMRI/14310874716

Twitter: @MEMRIReports

The Daily Mirror (London) http://www.mirror.co.uk/news/world-news/newsreader-begs-muslims-take-responsibility-7716399

Website: www.mirror.co.uk

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/dailymirror

Twitter: @DailyMirror

Al-Rai Newspaper, part of Al-Rai Media Group, Kuwait City, Kuwait  (all publications in Arabic, only)   http://www.alraimediagroup.com/

 

 

 

 

 

‘Heaven Enters in My Dreams’

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We all know the saying that one’s life changed as a result of a single event.

Very likely, it’s happened to all of us in one way or another.  If not, yet, hang on.  Assuredly, it will happen.

Whether it is wonderful news, or bad news, or just sort of middling news, things just happen.

The news of a few days ago prompted me to think of children, wee babies, babies now in utero indeed, and indeed, frankly, far more seriously than ever I had done before.

Those of you who have previously tried to corral my thoughts know that, let’s just say for some quirky reason, my mind often adds a ‘soundtrack’ to my thoughts or impressions.

Typically, that just happens, spontaneously, like the sunrise and sunset, and without any conscious effort on my part to do so.

In this case, the sweet, no, idyllically sweet, music that forced itself into my mind was itself the story of small innocent children.

As the theme began to trail in my head, I received a one-line email from a colleague in Europe:  “Poland: Redux 1941?” with a weblink.

In other words, this seemed to be an obvious reference to Nazi-controlled, and an almost by then- obliterated Poland.  Here’s the text of that link:

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Poland Considers Banning Abortion After Baby Born Alive Dies Screaming for an Hour by himself;  24-week-old died in agony with no medical care

WARSAW (ChurchMilitant.com) – After a baby in Poland born after two botched abortion attempts was allowed to die after screaming for an hour, a national debate has re-opened over whether abortion should be banned in the country.

Witnesses say an abortion performed March 7 at Holy Family Hospital in Warsaw resulted in the birth of a live 24-week baby, who was left to scream in agony for an hour until he died.

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Personnel did not help the child in any way.

After the baby survived the administration of abortifacients on Friday, the doctor induced birth on Sunday, leaving the unborn baby on the changing table crying alone. No anesthetics or other care was given to the baby.

Anna Wiejak, the Polish reporter who broke the story and who is a member of the SOS Foundation to Save Unborn Children, told ChurchMilitant.com:

“The scream of this child was so traumatic for the personnel that they declared that they will never forget it.”

One of the medical staff reported the incident to Fr. Ryszard Halwa, a Catholic priest and director of the SOS Foundation. According to Wiejak, the employee desires to remain anonymous because of fears he may lose his job “just like a former director of this hospital, professor Bogdan Chazan, who was fired over a year ago because he refused to abort a baby.”

The SOS Foundation then informed the media and legal authorities about the incident, which has now exploded in international media.

The hospital insists it acted within the law. Spokeswoman Dorota Jaslowska-Niemyska said tests on the patient, who was near the end of her 23rd week of pregnancy, showed the unborn child had Down Syndrome. The spokeswoman claims the dignity of both mother and child were respected. She refused to comment further as to the details of the procedure.

In a statement issued shortly after the event broke in the media, the Polish Bishops Conference condemned the incident, affirming, “We believe that every person, especially one who is completely helpless and dependent on us, should be of particular concern. This is a concrete way of realizing the commandment to love one another.”

And [Archbishop] Henryk Hoser of Warsaw, through his metropolitan Kazimierz Nycz, is considering removing the name “Holy Family” from the hospital. “With great regret I received the information [about the baby],” said Nycz, “which significantly undermines the sense and the right to maintain such patronage” by the hospital.

Poland bans abortions except in the case of rape or where the mother’s life or health is in danger. It also permits abortions in the case of fetal abnormalities only up till the point of fetal viability.

The SOS Foundation along with other pro-lifers in Poland are calling for criminal charges to be brought against the hospital for its failure to save the child’s life. The Polish Doctors Code of Ethics states that an unborn child is a patient deserving of medical care, and the Polish Criminal Code deems a newborn a “child” with legal rights and protections.

The prosecutor’s office has launched an investigation into the hospital to see if proper procedure was followed during and after the abortion. On Friday, the spokesman for the prosecutor’s office, Michael Dziekański, said the investigation would examine whether there was a criminal violation of the law, which requires that medical care be given where “the fetus has become capable of living outside the pregnant woman’s body.” Such a crime would result in up to eight years’ imprisonment for the offender.

Pro-lifers are also holding demonstrations outside the hospital calling for justice and for an end to abortion.

Catholics are hoping the recently installed conservative government will revisit the issue and ban all abortions. Since coming into power last October, the ruling Law and Justice Party has issued reforms more in line with traditional Catholic teaching. Its latest plans involve banning prescription-free morning-after pills as well as in vitro fertilization. Last year, Deputy Prime Minister Jaroslaw Gowin commented that using morning after pills amounts to “express abortion.”

In response to the outrage and after being approached by the SOS Foundation and the Polish Federation of Pro-life Movements, the Polish parliament has agreed to create a special committee to draft a pro-life bill.

According to Wiejack, “The main problem is that the prime minister, Beata Szydło, is going to defend the present law, which is called abortional compromise, but I believe that if we have a chance to speak with Mrs. Szydło, she will change her mind.”

She continued, “Besides, this government really needs the support of the citizens, and over 70 percent of Polish society is pro-life. … [M]ost politicians of the Law and Justice party are pro-life. … [T]hat’s why I think it shouldn’t be a problem to gain the majority to pass the bill prohibiting abortion.”

Abortion was first legalized in Poland in 1932, when it was permitted under limited circumstances. That law was expanded under later Communist rule to allow abortion on demand. After the fall of Communism, abortion was outlawed in 1993, with the three exceptions above remaining.

Poland remains a predominantly Catholic country, with approximately 90 percent of Poles describing themselves as Catholic.

“The impact of this case was unprecedented,” Wiejak told ChurchMilitant.com. “There were even conversions.”

She commented on the meaning of this case for the abortion agenda:

This case has shown something which was covered by silence — I mean the scream of a baby dying in pain because of abortion. Every abortion means pain for the child killed in the womb. … Abortionists really do know what they are doing. They really do know, and they lie in saying that the unborn child is only a bunch of cells, that it doesn’t feel anything. This scream of a baby that we heard in Poland exposed all these lies. People are angry — angry at the medical doctors, angry at the politicians, angry at media because of pro-abortion propaganda, angry at the whole political system. They really do want change. [End Quote]

Now, as I said at the outset, you understand why normally I do not write on such topics.  Today is an exception.

Remember I mentioned that when I first read this, I’d had a musical theme running in my head?

My thoughts were of the German legend of Hansel and Gretel, and one of the sweetest melodies ever penned, or so say I, by the German composer Englebert Humperdinck, for his opera of the same name.

[To avoid any confusion, my thoughts were of the real German-version born in Germany not Arnold Dorsey, a Welshman, born in Wales, and who chose ‘Englebert Humperdinck’ as a stage name for some odd-to-whacko reason and in competition to his fellow Welshman, Tom Jones.]

In the second act of the opera, while out picking berries, Hansel and Gretel find themselves not only lost in the woods, but, worse and far scarier still, as nightfall looms.

“When Hansel calls out, “Who’s there?” only an echo replies.

Gretel thinks she sees ghostly figures coming for them and cries out for her parents. Out of the mist, a little man appears with a sack on his back. It’s the Sandman, and he sprinkles his magic sand on them to help them sleep.

The children say their Evening Prayer (“Now I lay me down to sleep”) and fall into a deep sleep as not merely one, but rather fourteen (14) angels appear to watch over them.

Enjoy this version of ‘Abendsegen’ (‘Evening Prayer’) from “Hänsel & Gretel” sung here by Juliane Banse, soprano as Gretel, & Elisabeth Kulman, mezzo-soprano, as Hansel:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=91h8uxAUOKI&sns=em

[If this fails to play, please click here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=91h8uxAUOKI&sns=em]

Abends will ich schlafen gehn,
vierzehn Engel um mich stehn:
zwei zu meinen Häupten,
zwei zu meinen Füßen,
zwei zu meiner Rechten,
zwei zu meiner Linken,
zweie die mich decken,
zweie die mich wecken,
zweie die mich weisen
zu Himmels Paradeisen.

The wonderful English translation, of both first and second verses, is here:

When at night I go to sleep

Fourteen angels watch do keep

Two my head are guarding

Two my feet are guiding

Two are on my right hand

Two are on my left hand

Two who warmly cover

Two who o’er me hover

Two to whom ’tis given

To guide my steps to heaven

 

Sleeping softly, then it seems

Heaven enters in my dreams;

Angels hover round me,

Whisp’ring they have found me;

Two are sweetly singing,

Two are garlands bringing,

Strewing me with roses

As my soul reposes.

God will not forsake me

When dawn at last will wake me.

When at night I go to sleep

Fourteen angels watch do keep

Two my head are guarding

Two my feet are guiding

Two are on my right hand

Two are on my left hand

Two who warmly cover

Two who o’er me hover

Two to whom ’tis given

To guide my steps to heaven

May there have been at least fourteen angels guiding that wee Polish baby boy, who had the temerity to arrive, flawed, as he did, back to Heaven and into the arms of a God who, just perhaps, will not forsake him.

RIP.

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Hat-Tips:

Article by Christine Niles, M.St. (Oxon.), J.D., March 24, 2016; http://www.churchmilitant.com/news/article/abortion-debate-sparked-in-poland-after-baby-born-alive-dies-amidst-agony  Twitter: @ChristineNiles1

The performance of Humperdinck’s “Abendsegen & Traumpantomime” (‘Evening Prayer and Dream Pantomime’) you saw was given as part of the “Festliche Adventsmusik aus Dresden” (“Ceremonial Advents Music Festival from Dresden”), shown on ZDF-2 Television (Zweites Deutches Fernsehen) on 1 December 2012 by the Sächsiche Staatskapelle Dresden in the beautifully restored, utterly divine Frauenkirche (Church of the Our Lady) of Dresden, Germany, under the baton of Maestro Christian Thielemann.

FYI – As of this writing, Maestro Thielemann does not have a website.  When many have asked him why, his reply is classic:  “von Karajan didn’t have one!

Juliane Banse, soprano  Website (English):   http://www.julianebanse.com/index.php/en/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Juliane-Banse-official-site/121254641303115

Twitter: @Enailui1

Elisabeth Kulman, the Viennese mezzo-soprano, contralto
Website (English): http://www.elisabethkulman.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/elisabeth.kulman.fan

Twitter:  @ElisabethKulman

Staatskapelle Dresden, making gorgeous sound and splendor since 1548

http://www.staatskapelle-dresden.de/en/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Staatskapelle-Dresden/100631256653018?v=wall

Twitter: @StaatskapelleDD

Frauenkirche Dresden, constructed during the years 1726-1743, then hugely damaged by bombing in World War II, now beautifully restored

Website:  http://www.frauenkirche-dresden.de/startseite/

Website (English): http://www.frauenkirche-dresden.de/en/home/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/frauenkirche.dresden

YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/user/FrauenkircheDresden

Twitter: @frauenkirche_dd

‘SOS Foundation to Save Unborn Children’ or, in the original Polish language,

‘Fundacja S.O.S. Obrony Poczętego Życia’
nr KRS 0000215438
ul. Nowolipie 9/11, lok. 75
00-150 Warszawa, Poland
Tel./Fax. (0-22) 831 28 06
E-mail: biuro@fundacjasos.pl
Website: http://fundacjasos.pl/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/fundacjasos

Mr. Englebert Humperdinck   Web: https://www.engelbert.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Engelbert-Humperdinck/110968478992995

YouTube Channel: https://www.youtube.com/user/TheENGELBERTChannel

 

“This darkness you cannot fight”

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One of the oddities of the life of the late United States Supreme Court jurist,  Mr. Justice Antonin Scalia, a staunch traditionalist , was his love of good music, especially music by sung by great tenors.

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Having, sadly, now left us and gone deeply into “this darkness you cannot fight”, consider this a reflection and bon voyage to a soul most assuredly already ‘Gone Home’.

Night time sharpens
Heightens each sensation
Darkness stirs and wakes
Imagination
Silently the senses
Abandon their defenses

Slowly, gently
Night unfurls it’s splendor
Grasp it, sense it
Tremulous and tender
Turn your face away
From the garish light of day.
Turn your thoughts away
From cold, unfeeling light,
And listen to the music of the night.

Close your eyes
And surrender to your darkest dreams.
Purge your thoughts of the life you knew before.
Close your eyes,
Let your your spirit start to soar.
And you’ll live as you’ve never lived before.

Softly, deftly
Music shall caress you
Hear it, feel it
Secretly possess you
Open up your mind
Let your fantasies unwind
In this darkness that you know you cannot fight
The darkness of the music of the night

Let your mind
Start a journey through a strange new world
Leave all thoughts of the life you knew before
Let your soul take you where you long to be.
Only then can you belong to me

Floating, falling
Sweet intoxication
Touch me, trust me
Savor each sensation
Let the dream begin
Let your darker side give in
To the power of the music that I write
The power of the music of the night

You alone can make my song take flight
Help me make the music of the night

RIP.

ScaliaDiesLadyLibertyKneelsWeeps

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The singer on the clip above was Richard Liszt, yes, a great-great grandson of that other Liszt, Franz.

Mr. Liszt’s Website: https://www.classicalsinger.com/sites/showsite.php?user_id=24479                                                                                                Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/richard.liszt
Twitter: @rliszt

 

 

 

 

 

Trillions, Fears, & ‘Shams’?

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Not so long ago, I found myself explaining the importance of personal monetary management to an audience of younger people and from all sorts of backgrounds.

As an example of how not to manage one’s affairs, naturally, I cited the U.S. federal government’s spending habits.

Like most others, I’d forecast that every man, woman and child in the U.S. would shortly share a portion of a record $20-Trillion debt.

Trillion!‘, you might gasp.  Let’s be clear. One billion is one thousand million. One trillion is one thousand billion.

For some perspective on just how big a trillion Dollars is, consider this:

One trillion Dollars is the number 1 followed by 12 zeroes; or, 1,000,000,000,000.

Or, think of it this way.

One trillion $1.00 bills stacked one on top of the other would reach nearly 68,000 miles (say, 109,400 km) into the sky.  That is about one-third (1/3rd) of the way from the Earth to the moon!

Akin to not being too keen about some neighbor’s sleeping with your wife, finally, at least some Republicans are hardly ‘over the moon‘ about the growing size of the national debt.

Some seven years ago now, my former classmate and now U.S. Senate Republican Majority Leader, Mitch McConnell, warned that that Americans have become desensitized to just how much money that is.

“To put a trillion dollars in context, if you spend a million dollars, every day, since Jesus was born, you still wouldn’t have spent a trillion,” McConnell famously said.

CNN checked McConnell’s numbers with noted Temple University math professor and author John Allen Paulos.

“A million dollars a day for 2,000 years is only three-quarters of a trillion dollars. It’s a big number no matter how you slice it,” Paulos said.

Here’s another way to look at it.

“A million seconds is about 11½ days.

“A billion seconds is about 32 years, and a trillion seconds is 32,000 years,” Paulos said.

“People tend to lump them together, perhaps because they rhyme, but if you think of it in terms of a jail sentence, do you want to go to jail for 11½ days or 32 years or maybe 32,000 years?

“So, they’re vastly different, and people generally don’t really have a real visceral grasp of the differences among them.”

By that measure, 20 trillions is 20 times 32,000 years or 640,000 years!

Although, yes, I confess to be the son of frugal parents and grandparents, those are not the only reasons I find myself a spending and deficit hawk.

One frets, mightily, how it will be possible to pay off a staggering $20-Trillion debt.

Granted, the West in general (save now for the EU, given the impending social collapses in several cities, indeed nations) has in the past managed to ‘muddle through’,  although sometimes only after truly horrific interludes, e.g., general strikes, hyperinflation, wars, etc.

With all this rampant gloom, it was a total shocker to see a spirited, impressive defense of the West and Western social mores in particular coming out of, from all places, the Middle East!

Far more staggering even than that is when such praise comes from a native of the region who is herself a mere ‘chattel’;  e.g., the ‘property’ of some man, whether her father or her husband, depending upon her marital status, and all according to the Koran.

The Saudi-born singer Shams Bandar (also known mononymously as “Shams” or “Shams the Kuwaiti“) recently declared that she was renouncing both her Saudi and Kuwaiti nationalities for the sake of European citizenship.

As of this April, the by then 36-year old will still be the Arab world’s goddess of both the ‘Arabpop’ and ‘Khaliji’ musical genres.

In a recent interview with Egypt’s ‘Dream TV’ channel, this thoroughly-Westernised, Western-dressed lady spiritedly defended her decision, and how!

Host: Are you trying to sell the notion that foreign citizenship is the Paradise that will save you from the Hell of the Arab world?

Shams Bandar: Do you want me to be a hypocrite or not?

Host: I want the truth. Is it Paradise?

Shams Bandar: Of course. At this time…

Host: People will accuse you of treason, of collaboration, and the selling out of the Arab cause.

Shams Bandar: I have been accused of that for a long time now. It’s nothing new. Foreign citizenship… It’s not that I’m happy with the way things are, but let’s not deceive ourselves. Why tell ourselves lies?

The Syrians are scattered in the world’s oceans, dying by the millions on a daily basis… Iraqis are dying by the millions… All the Arab countries have closed their borders to them.

What can these wretched people do with their Arab citizenship? How does a suffering Syrian benefit from his Arab citizenship, when his children and family have been killed and his life has been destroyed?

His own Arab brethren do not let him in.

What if he were a British citizen? Wouldn’t the British Embassy send a ship to get their citizens out?

Why are we lying? Why aren’t we telling the truth? I’m not forcing people to get foreign citizenship.

Host: But it is these countries that caused the catastrophes of the [Arab] peoples. I wouldn’t portray these countries as life savers.

Shams Bandar: They are not life savers. But in Britain or America… Note that I am against the policies of their governments. I always say so.

But show me where it says in their constitutions that you can chop people’s hands off, stone people, execute them in the streets, or do all the things done by ISIS and the Islamist movements, which are harmful to Islam.

Do you see in the American Constitution and law any of the things perpetrated by our Muslims?

Can we say that they do these things in the West too?

Why would they, when their constitutions are all about the respect for humanity? Let’s not get into what they do in secret, because I have no proof of that.

Host: What about their barbaric, bloody, aggressive conduct…

Shams Bandar: I see no evidence of that. All I see is laws, legislation, and constitution.

Can anyone convince me that in America or Europe, they do what ISIS is doing to the Syrians, to the Yazidis, or to the Iraqis?

Why do we pin all our problems on the West? For 1,400 years we have been slaughtering one another, just because one of us prays one way and another prays a different way.

America wasn’t around 1,400 years ago. It wasn’t around even 300 years ago. We have been fighting and shedding blood for 1,400 years, and now we are blaming America and Britain?! [End Quote]

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Perhaps it’s the fatherly instinct in me, or since this young lady and our son are essentially the same age,  I, and I daresay many of you will deeply admire this young woman’s intellect and sheer spunk, given her links to Saudi Arabia, and the barbarity of that regime.

Consider the status and fate of her Saudi ‘sisters‘, wrapped up in the cloth version of a black bin/garbage bag.

To me, Shams comes into the West or New World not merely, quintessentially, as a pilgrim, but indeed a pilgrim who is in need of the greatest protection, to say the least.

Even before we call on Your name
To ask You, O God,
When we seek for the words to glorify You,
You hear our prayer;
Unceasing love, O unceasing love,
Surpassing all we know.

Glory to the father,
and to the Son,
And to the Holy Spirit.

Even with darkness sealing us in,
We breathe Your name,
And through all the days that follow so fast,
We trust in You;
Endless Your grace, O endless Your grace,
Beyond all mortal dream.

Both now and forever,
And unto ages and ages,
Amen

One hope she finds “unceasing love”, although that is not something I expect her to encounter, or assuredly not from islamist governments and their venomous agents.

One lives in hope.

Assuredly, ‘Shams’ just hopes to live!

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Hat-Tips:

Ms. Shams Bandar Al-Aslami records exclusively for the Rotana label, yet another business owned by Prince Al-Waleed Bin Talal bin Abdulaziz al Saud, a Member of the Saudi Royal Family, and mega-billionaire businessman.
Twitter: @ShamsOfficial
For one example of her typical Arab-pop singing style, etc., see: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9M8RuEkKzXo

U.S. Senator Mitch McConnell of The Commonwealth of Kentucky
Website: http://www.mcconnell.senate.gov/public/
Twitter: @SenateMajLdr & @mcconnellpress
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/mitchmcconnell

Original text for “Pilgrims’ Hymn” by Stephen Paulus, Ph.D.
Website: http://stephenpaulus.com/
Twitter: @StephenHPaulus
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/stephenpaulus.inc
edited and revised by Michael Dennis Browne.

Performed by the Choir of The University of Wisconsin-Eau Claire, under the direction of Dr. Gary R. Schwartzhoff
Website: http://www.uwec.edu/
Twitter: @UWEauClaire

The Milwaukee Art Museum is, genuinely, both an architectural and an artistic treasure. Designed by the Spanish architect, Santiago Calatrava (@S_Calatrava, http://www.calatrava.com), this is a must-see on everyone’s list.
Website: http://www.mam.org
Twitter: @MilwaukeeArt
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/milwaukeeart

CNN: http://www.cnn.com/2009/LIVING/02/04/trillion.dollars/

DreamTV: Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Dreamtveg/  Twitter: @dreamonlinetveg

 

Elysium to Delerium & Worse

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Clearly, things have to change, or given the ‘unintended consequences’, or, as the maniacal minions of The European Union (sic) in Brussels and Strasbourg would label the murderous, raping rampages of islamistrefugee’ males from God-Only-Knows-Where.

The European Union, but especially Germany as ‘led’ by Prime Minister Angela Merkel, is at an abyss.

Clearly, given the EU’s ineptitude with the ‘raucous raping refugees’, the EU’s National Hymn, Beethoven’s uplifting Ode an die Freude (German) or Ode to Joy from the Ninth Symphony is, well, now, in need of replacement.

For sake of consistency, the English text is here:
Oh dear friends, not these themes that cloy!
Rather let us all start singing
something joyful and more swingy.
Joy! Joy!
Joy, oh what a godly sparking,
daughter of Elysium,
drunk with fire we’re embarking,
blissful, in your holy room
Your spell’s magic mends each other’s
ties our customs strictly breach,
all the people will be brothers
where your gentle wing shall reach
He who’s for his fortune grateful
friend of a good friend to be,
he who’s found a wife that’s faithful
let their voice add to this glee
Also he who calls but one soul
somewhere in this world his own;
let the rest who have got none yawl
let them leave this throng alone
Joy’s what every creature’s suckling
out of nature’s giving teat,
all the good or bad are coupling
following her rosy street
She has given wine and kisses
a friend to die for and to laud;
joy to worms and to all species,
to the cherubs facing God
Blithely, as His suns are flying
through the heavens’ wond’rous plan,
brothers run your course’s span
joyful heroes always trying
Now you millions start embracing!
The whole world in this one kiss!
Brothers, past the starry abyss
dwells a loving Father gazing
Do you bow now all you millions?
Do y’all sense Creator’s eye?
Seek beyond the starry sky!
Past the stars abides His brilliance!
Now you millions start embracing!
The whole world in this one kiss!
Brothers, past the starry abyss
dwells a loving Father gazing
Start embracing!
The whole world in this one kiss!
Joy, oh what a godly sparking,
daughter of Elysium,
Joy, oh what a godly sparking, godly sparking

To add further spice, here is an epic, truly heroic version performed (in German) every November in Osaka, Japan, with massed singers and orchestral players:

Alas, given the recent ‘invasion’ neither the EU nor Europe or especially Germany or other Nations can even pretend to be anything close to Elysium.

Delerium? Perhaps.

Elysium? Nary a chance.

As I’m typically being asked to ‘modernise’, here’s one suggestion for a far more appropriate, ‘current’, or up-to-date, historically-accurate summary of where matters stand.

In part, this stems from a delightul young Swedish woman’s having been raped, to death, by some slimey islamist ‘refugee’ (sic).

SwedishGirlBeatenKilledByMuslimB4&AfterPics[Defining wickedness: This lovely young girl as she was and after being raped-to-death]

Over 100, or dozens of young ladies from Cologne and elsewhere were chased, put into fear for their lives, and sexually manhandled (to put it all-too-mildly) and even raped on New Year’s Eve.

Was all this is some series of dodgy, darkened clubs or similar?

Not a bit of it!  This all occurred, or began, at least, directly on the forecourt of one of Europe’s most literally historic, hallowed grounds of Christendom:

Cologne Cathedral, the single most visited site in all of Germany and the largest Gothic church in northern Europe.

That such wicked actions by muslim ‘refugee’ (sic) gangs were taken against defenseless women and girls is almost the defining vision of Chaos.

All this rampant violation inspired a Swiss ‘performance artist’, Milo Moiré, to take to the streets, totally naked, in near-freezing temperatures [4 degrees Celsius (39.2 Fahrenheit)] in a bid to show that women should not be molested under any circumstances.

Respect us! We are not fair game, even when we’re naked” Moiré’s sign read (or as translated to English).

NudeWomantProtestOutsideCologneCathedral
[Freezing free speech, one woman for all women]

This 32-year-old Düsseldorf-based artist and model stood on the square outside Cologne’s world-famous cathedral for around 20 minutes, watched by members of the public and a few police officers, who joined the group of onlookers but took no action against Moiré.

Indeed, what is now modern-day Europe has confronted the spectre of those from a radically different culture, mores and ‘religion’ (sic) who would seduce the better nature of man and then, suddenly, attack.

The Grecian slave and storyteller, Aesop (circa 620-560 A.D.), created the tale of ‘The Farmer and The Viper’.

In essence, this is about a combination of humanity and self-delusion which, as joined,  trump common sense.

Out in his fields one snowy day, Aesop’s farmer finds a vicious viper freezing in the snow.  Being a decent chap, the farmer feels sorry for another of God’s creatures. He lifts the snake up and places it inside his warm coat.

Having now been revived by both farmer’s good intentions and his body heat, the viper bites his rescuer, who succumbs to the venom and dies, having realized his death is, in essence, self-inflicted; suicide in other words.

It seems fairly clear that the mandarins in Brussels and Strasbourg never read or believed Aesop. (After all, he was but yet another feckless Greek, or as the EU knows all too well, or given the interminable ‘currency crisis’ with Athens).

In the case for the burial of Elysium, in the New Reality afoot in the EU, the case is strong that the European Union should now shelve Beethoven’s ‘Ode to Joy’.

Clearly, the EU’s and Germany’s Prime Minister’s insane notions have assuredly taken the ‘Joy’ far, far away.

High time for the EU to accept that, given all the really deadly vipers they’ve willingly imported, it is thus sensible to adopt a new Hymn.

Consider the miraculous combination of Aesop, the skills of the late Oscar Brown (no relation; an American singer, songwriter, playwright, poet, civil rights activist, and actor) plus the vocals of the late American Rhythm and Blues singer, Al Wilson:

On her way to work one morning
Down the path along side the lake
A tender hearted woman saw a poor half frozen snake
His pretty colored skin had been all frosted with the dew
“Poor thing,” she cried, “I’ll take you in and I’ll take care of you”

“Take me in tender woman
Take me in, for heaven’s sake
Take me in, tender woman,” sighed the snake

She wrapped him up all cozy in a comforter of silk
And laid him by her fireside with some honey and some milk
She hurried home from work that night and soon as she arrived
She found that pretty snake she’d taken to had been revived

“Take me in, tender woman
Take me in, for heaven’s sake
Take me in, tender woman,” sighed the snake

She clutched him to her bosom, “You’re so beautiful,” she cried
“But if I hadn’t brought you in by now you might have died”
She stroked his pretty skin again and kissed and held him tight
Instead of saying thanks, the snake gave her a vicious bite

“Take me in, tender woman
Take me in, for heaven’s sake
Take me in, tender woman,” sighed the snake
“I saved you,” cried the woman
“And you’ve bitten me, but why?

You know your bite is poisonous and now I’m going to die”
“Oh shut up, silly woman,” said the reptile with a grin
“You knew damn well I was a snake before you took me in
“Take me in, tender woman
Take me in, for heaven’s sake
Take me in, tender woman,” sighed the snake

Will Berlin, Brussels, Paris, et al., take this advice?

Or, are they even aware of the all too many snakes ravaging the Continent?

At very least, ‘The Snake’ lyrics are much easier to sing than the current EU anthem!

And, it has entertainment value!  Europeans could now “rock ‘n roll” to this bouncy tune as they stay safely tucked inside their triple-locked homes; alas, all due to the rampant dangers outside which are besieging and marauding their Strassen.

Both Beethoven and the EU have been ‘rolled over’ by a combination of vipers from the East and local political ineptitude and fallacies.

All this would leave poor Aesop shaking his head in shame:

Over 2,500 years later, and they still don’t get it?

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Hat-Tips:

The annual 10,000 voices choir singing Beethoven’s Ode to Joy occurs each year in Osaka, Japan.

My information is that this huge feat is still undertaken by Maestro Yutaka Sado, a Japanese conductor who, it turns out, was a protégé of the late Leonard Bernstein.
Website: http://www.yutaka-sado.meetsfans.jp
Twitter: @yutakaSADO_news

Cologne Cathedral or, Kölner Dom (in German)
http://www.koelner-dom.de/index.php?id=geschichte&L=1

Ms. Milo Moiré – “Swiss Conceptual Performance Artist & Painter, Psychologist (Master’s degree) and Muse based in Dusseldorf Germany”:
Website: http://www.milomoire.com
Email: info@milomoire.com
Twitter: @MiloMoire
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/search/top/?q=Milo%20Moir%C3%A9

Saints, Martyrs, Mystic Dove

This has been an horrific year for some of Orthodox Christianity’s most ancient congregations in the Near and Middle East and indeed wherever in the World these good people gather to worship.

Christian men captured by ISIS and other monsters have been tortured &/or killed in various ways, oftentimes filmed and the evidence uploaded onto the internet by their local islamist executioners responding, as they see it, to the teachings of their god’s paedophilic warlord prophet.

One set of Orthodox men were marched out with explosive cords tied around their necks.

With Kalashnikov rifles prodding them or at dagger-point, they were forced to kneel before their ISIS captors.

Within moments but essentially, a huge roar of an explosion followed.

Severed heads had either blown tens of meters/yards away, or, literally, obliterated.

Several dozens of other men whose hands were tied behind their back suffered being placed into a large steel cage which was then hoisted high into the air and then eased slowly into a massive tank of water. ISIS filmed all this, so nonbelievers or ‘infidels’ could see the men fighting for last gasps of air before they drowned.

Another ISIS group, even more vicious Followers of the Prophet, arranged that their captives’ hands were left untied. Their personal battles for life-sustaining gasps were even more pathetic.

Even though they knew it was only a matter of seconds before all they ever lived for or loved was to be a memory for those left behind, they still gave it all they could or until what is usually life-sustaining water killed them.

A captured Jordanian pilot faced a copycat torture first imposed on a large group of Christians. All these Christian men were placed in a cage and immolated when a garden hose full of gasoline/petrol was set alight.

A group of Coptic Christians from Egypt were marched out along the Libyan coast and forced to kneel to the north, facing across the Mediterranean towards Italy.

CoptsOnMedShoreBeforeISISBeheads

ISIS swore to them that their blood would drift across to Rome, whose conquest they expectantly await.

 

They reported the genuine coup de grace will be beheading the Pope and then triumphantly parading his head around Rome on a bloody pike.

It is with far more than regret that I write this, but also that these are most assuredly a tiny few of the inhumane treatments wrought upon adherents to Orthodox Christianity’s most ancient Rites.

Infuriatingly, or to me at least, Copts, Assyrians, and others have been slaughtered, of all ages, all Sects, all nationalities, old ladies and men to babies literally suckling at their mothers’ breasts.

‘Genocide’ and ‘infanticide’ are horrifying, terrifying, bloodcurdling words ‘dusted off’ from the eras of Pol Pot in Cambodia and Hitler in Germany and across Europe.

Why am I writing about this today?

For the adherents of the Orthodox Rites, today is Christmas.

The Orthodox have celebrated the most humble Birth of the Prince of Peace for many years longer than some Western Rite faiths. That history ties into their oftentimes ancient languages and cultures.

For example, “Copts” or “Coptic” means, simply, “Egyptian”.

Christians living in Egypt identify themselves as Coptic Christians.

As a denomination, they originated in the city of Alexandria, one of the most faithful, respected, and fruitful cities during the Apostolic Period.

Coptic Christians proudly laud John Mark (author of the Gospel of Mark) as their founder and first Bishop sometime between A.D. 42 – A.D. 62.

The Coptic Church was actually involved in the very first major split in the Church, well before there was such a thing as “Roman” Catholicism, and it was also well before the East/West split.

They are Brothers and Sisters in Christ with the Greek Orthodox and Russian Orthodox professions of the Eastern Rite.

May these and all men and women of humanity, good faith and any sense of dignity for their fellow man join with the essential Christmas spirit of the Hymn of the Cherubim.

Blessed angel spirits offer praise undying,
Ever crying Holy, Holy, Holy Lord God of Sabaoth.
Saints and Martyrs praise thy Name, Trinity lifegiving,
Earthborne sorrow leaving before Thy throne,
Evercrying Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God of Sabaoth.
Father omnipotent, mighty in glory, Christ,
Thy Son, our Saviour who died that we might live,
Holy Spirit, mystic dove, dwelling with us ever more,
We praise Thee, Blessed Trinity.
With the Angels’ sacred hymn,
All thy might proclaiming,
With the mystic cherubim
in songs of praise we join,
Holy, Holy, Holy,
Join we all in songs of praise for ever;
Hallelujah, Hallelujah, Hallelujah,
Lord God of Sabaoth.

Sadly, due to the islamists’ threats, not one of us can really ‘Go in Peace‘.

Nonetheless, to our friends in the Orthodox Rite, a very Happy Christmas to one and all.

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Hymn of the Cherubim
Composer: Piotr Illitch Tchaikovsky (1840 – 1893)
Performed by: USSR Ministry of Culture Chamber Choir

 

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