Posted on 10/21/2007 2:32:12 PM PDT by DennisR
LOL!
Yeah, and in europe they leave a stroller with a baby outside on the sidewalk.
That’s one thing I don’t miss. Like most liberals, in totally nonpolitical discussions, you’d get these comments that you felt you had to respond to or get your ire up while you tried to figure out a way to silently forgive the person.
That or lose respect for not standing up to them. Every once in awhile you’d meet a libertarian or old-style non-moonbat Democrat but the default setting there is moonbat.
The best I could hope for, really, was meeting some of the people from outside Seattle or making statements that were common sense conservatism or libertarianism and yet didn’t set off their “Republican” alert. Some were so dense, they didn’t even know what libertarians were and you could make your points without the same hostility as if you called yourself a Republican.
Idiots.
There are almost NO children living in Seattle proper because most of the housing is condo or in all gay areas. There are dogs EVERYWHERE....grocery stores even....ick.
That was in an old black an white movie.
An old man is coon hunting and his dog goes into the water to get the coon. The old man goes into the water to save his coondog. The man and the dog both end up dying, except they don’t know it. They are walking around wondering why no one can see them or hear them. Finally, they are approached by a man that claims to be god, or maybe the gatekeeper. The dog doesn’t like the man. The man says dogs are not allowed in heaven. The old man says he won’t go then, and he chooses to wander the earth alone with his dog for eternity. Later on, he meets the real god and is informed that the previous man was actually satan trying to trick him into entering hell and that dogs are welcome in heaven. So the old man and his dog enter heaven. End of movie.
I don’t remember the name of this movie, but I remember seeing it a few time on TV when I was a kid.
I understand. It’s not a judgment on ALL women who are single, as some are abusive or simply should never have asked the woman to get married.
That said, it’s a numbers game out there and that is a red flag.
And from my experience in Seattle, the single mothers I met were not like you.
Heck, I dated one and she ended up having another kid (not by me!) not that long afterwards. And she was SUPPOSED to have moved to Atlanta and entered JobCorps or something like that. Irresponsibility is what I saw in most of them.
But that generalized sentiment is not meant to be a reflection on the totality of single motherhood.
Hell they already vote. ...just like illegals and dead folks.
What you just described was an old Twilight Zone episode, which I saw on TV here in Boise last night!
They show two episodes back-to-back on Saturday nights on the local CBS affiliate.
Interesting. I must’ve seen that 30 years ago one saturday morning after cartoons ended. I never forgot it. I sure don’t remember it as an episode of twilight zone though. It seems like it was on somewhere between bugs bunny and hopalong cassidy.
Unless they're serving Charpei that day.
That was a twilight Zone episode. The Gatekeeper to Heaven said that dogs could smell brimstone is why the “fake” one had to keep them out (so it wouldn’t warn him).
The following excerpt is condensed from the ending of his lifesaving original script. All eight scripts are in the book “The Twilight Zone Scripts of Earl Hamner,” by Hamner and Tony Albarella, published in 2003.
From “The Hunt”
[Editor’s note: Hamner’s description of the plot was taken from a talk he gave to CCM students.]
“The first script I wrote was about an old man (Hyder Simpson) who goes on a hunt with his hound dog. You see the dog pulled under the water by a coon, then you switch to the next morning. The old man and his dog are walking along a strange road, and the man wonders where he is. When he comes to a young man beside a gate, he asks if this would be heaven.”
Hyder (awed) Then I take your name to be St. Peter.
Guard I keep the gate, that’s a fact.
Hyder (removing his hat) Well, uh, I’m mighty proud to have met up with you.
Guard Just as proud to have you here, neighbor Simpson.
Hyder (replacing his hat and contemplating the mist) I always thought there was a lot of singing and dancing in Heaven. How come I don’t hear no music?
Guard Because you’re on the outside. The minute you step inside that gate you’ll hear your favorite hymn.
Hyder Well, I don’t care much for hymn-singin’. Favor guitar music, myself.
Guard (taking Hyder by the arm) Well, don’t stand out here in the cold, cold world, come on in and reap your Heavenly reward.
Hyder Come on, Rip!
Guard Oh, hold on there, Mr. Simpson, you can’t take that dog in there.
Hyder (hurt) Ain’t no fleas on that dog!
Guard That don’t make no nevermind. He can’t come in.
Hyder How come?
Guard This here is folks’ Heaven. There’s another place we can put him, though, right up the road. Now you just tie him to the fence there and I’ll walk him up for you a little later on.
Hyder (as he starts away from the gate) Come on, Rip!
Guard Now hold on there, Mr. Simpson. Where do you think you’re going?
Hyder Well, I thank you very much, but I don’t reckon in there is any place for me. ? Well any place that’s too high-falutin’ for Rip is too fancy for me. How thoroughbred does a dog have to be before you let him in there, anyway?
Guard Ain’t no dogs allowed in there a’tall.
Hyder What kind of outfit you runnin’ don’t allow no dogs?
Guard I tell you, they got a special place for dogs right up the road.
Hyder Well, me and Rip’ll go on down there then.
Guard Well, you won’t get in. The dog maybe, but not you.
Hyder Now what kind of Heaven would it be with nuthin’ in it but dog? A dog’s got a right to have a man around just the same as a man’s got a right to have a dog around. If’en he wants to be anyways happy.
Guard Neighbor, let me make you a little proposi-tion. Why don’t you go on in the gate and a little later on I’ll slip the dog through the fence to you? ?
Hyder Friend Peter, if I go in that front gate Rip’s going in that front gate likewise. I don’t want him to get the feelin’ that he ain’t welcome. ?
Hyder and Rip continue along the road. Hyder stops and sits to rest on a fallen tree trunk.
Hyder Eternity’s a powerful long spell to go without a ‘coon hunt, ain’t it, Rip? ? Let ‘em set in there tootin’ on their harps or whatever they do for relaxation; me and you stays together. Just like we was when we’s travelin’ down below.
Hyder looks up and notices a young man walking towards him. ?
Young Man Howdy! I’m lookin’ for a Mr. Hyder Simpson and a hound dog name of Rip.
Hyder Well, that’s us!
Young Man (smiling as he leans over to pet Rip) I figured it was. Well, if you and Rip’s all set, we might as well mosey along.
Hyder Mosey along where?
Young Man Heaven, Mr. Simpson.
Hyder Well, like I told that other feller back up the road there, I ain’t gonna set foot in Heaven without Rip.
Young Man Now, you didn’t get messed up with nobody in there, did you?
Hyder Well, that feller at the gate, he wouldn’t let Rip in, so I didn’t go. Son, that’d be a helluva place without Rip.
Young Man Mr. Simpson, you ain’t far wrong. That is Hell. Heaven’s up yonder apiece.
Hyder Well, I’ll be jiggered. Now how come that feller’d want to lie to me?
Young Man Well, they don’t never give up. Always tryin’ to get folks in there right down to the last minute.
Hyder What reason would they have for wantin’ to keep Rip out?
Young Man Well, they was a’feared Rip would’ve warned you. And he would of by the time he got a whiff of that brimstone. You see, Mr. Simpson, a man, well, he’ll walk right into Hell with both eyes open. But even the devil can’t fool a dog!
? We do a time-lapse fade as they continue to walk the road. ? The old man waves goodbye to the angel and makes a ceremonial entrance as he goes up the path with his dog. The closing narration begins:
ROD SERLING’S VOICE Travelers to unknown regions would be well advised to take along the family dog. He could just save you from entering the wrong gate. At least it happened that way once in a mountainous area of the Twilight Zone.
That’s what I’ve noticed, too. Conservatives usually are more family friendly and provide caring, nurturing environments for families. Since we oppose abortion, aventually there will be more of us, right?
One could say that we take the long view and the LibRATS the short view.
But they are not successful at rearing productive adults in large numbers.
I know as I’m rearing my nephew, the child of two addicts. He is a conservative “in trainging”. Both of his parents are leeches off SSI.
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