On Sat, 06 Nov 2010 15:15:22 -0500, Ken Fortenberry
wrote:

DaveS wrote:
Yep, Ken is skeptical and less than adulatory as to the US military.
And that gets old, ****es people off, me included, and gets a general
negative reaction. If you haven't noticed its not too popular an
attitude round here. It ****es me off about as much as his anti-Mormon
slurs.

The history of the US military and likewise the history of the
Latter Day Saints provides precious little which would lead me
to conclude they are deserving of adulation. The former is a
history of necessary evil and the latter a history of a racist
cult theocracy which became, for all practical purposes, the
state religion of Utah.

I am able to respect a persons service in the military but I
cannot respect the military. I can likewise respect a persons
right to worship any way they please without respecting the
cult in which they worship.

And I can respect your right to be ****ed off. You'll get
over it.

Reminds me of a little story...

It seems there were two little boys (or armies, if you prefer) circling each
other, about to duke it out. One was little Billy Smith. The Smiths were
extremely religious - Sunday school, Sunday service, day service, night service
- if the doors were unlocked, there were the Smiths, raising praise to their
deity. Boy howdy, were they respected in their town! Even folks of other
religions had to admit the Smiths were obviously devoutly religious. The other
boy was little Johnny Jones. These Jones' were not the ones with which the
folks in town wished to keep up, Oh, everyone said that while they weren't
_bad_ people, they couldn't be all that good because they never went to church
or gave any outward sides of having any particular religion. So, anyway, there
are little Billy and little Johnny, doing little-boy fight prep, with little
Billy asking his deity to smite the non-believer and little Johnny thinking
about what his parents might say about him fighting. Suddenly, little Billy
screamed, "I'm gonna whip yer atheist ass, you son of a bitch!," and took a
series of wild, awkward swings. Little Johnny took advantage of his opponent's
misplaced exuberance and without saying a word, beat the snot-slinging **** out
of little Billy. As he stepped back, little Johnny looked up to the skies and
said, "Um, God, excuse me, sir, but when you have a moment, please forgive
Johnny...he knows not what he does..."

And on a related note, if you two Apostles of St. Nitwit think that Seymour
Hersh is a credible journalist, you need and deserve a little more
religion...oh, to be sure, he knows how to get pseudoliberal wannabe
intellectuals whipped into a tizzy to further his "career," but as far as
providing a truly informative bit of journalism, not so much...

HTH,
R