Did it really have to be only one paragraph? And do you have any suggestions for stopping the blood flowing from my eyes?
Good to see you're not getting too carried away with this whole Schiavo silliness.
Pulitzer Prize material. Probably the exact truth also!
I think it's excellent.
Good, very good, keep up the good work and, THANKS.
"There was a certain rich man who was clothed in purple and fine linen and fared sumptuously every day. But there was a certain beggar named Lazarus, full of sores, who was laid at his gate, desiring to be fed with the crumbs which fell from the rich man's table. Moreover the dogs came and licked his sores.
So it was that the beggar died, and was carried by the angels to Abraham's bosom. The rich man also died and was buried. And being in torments in Hades, he lifted up his eyes and saw Abraham afar off, and Lazarus in his bosom.
"Then he cried and said, "Father Abraham, have mercy on me, and send Lazarus that he may dip the tip of his finger in water and cool my tongue; for I am tormented in this flame.' But Abraham said, "Son, remember that in your lifetime you received your good things, and likewise Lazarus evil things; but now he is comforted and you are tormented. And besides all this, between us and you there is a great gulf fixed, so that those who want to pass from here to you cannot, nor can those from there pass to us.'
"Then he said, "I beg you therefore, father, that you would send him to my father's house, for I have five brothers, that he may testify to them, lest they also come to this place of torment.' Abraham said to him, "They have Moses and the prophets; let them hear them.' And he said, "No, father Abraham; but if one goes to them from the dead, they will repent.' But he said to him, "If they do not hear Moses and the prophets, neither will they be persuaded though one rise from the dead."
Luke 16: 19-31
I find this to be ping worthy! Nice job!
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It is beyond the power of any human to change their trajectory.
MS: I'm hungry too . . . MNE: Each It and Eye !!! ;-))
It would have been good, if the author did not take the Lord's name in vain.
that's great!
Reminds me of the "9-11 Terrorist in Hell" scenario that was going around after 9-11.
If they ever hand out Ice Man awards Schiavo will have no problem winning.
May the ACLU control your feeding tube.
Quick--get over here--gasping for breath--
Great fun, fine job!
Inarticulate? That's because words cannot begin to capture the serenity, calmness, and yes, even ecstasy he must be feeling in his grave and dire thirst.
MS: Where am I? Gosh it is so hot here!
Man with No Eyebrows: But I think you will agree it is a very dry heat.
MS: Dry! I'll say! I'm so thirsty! I don't think I've ever been so thirsty!
MNE: Just you wait. MS: What? MNE: You said you were thirsty?
MS: So thirsty . . .
MNE: Would you like some nice, cool water?
MS: Please!
MNE: Let me just check outside. (Goes to door.) Why, how curious. There are hundreds of people out here trying to bring you water. Would you like a cup? MS: Oh yes!
MNE: Cold water or warm? MS: Cold! I don't care!
MNE: You know, I think we actually have a procedure to determine whether I can give you any water. I don't think I'm permitted to give you water just because you're thirsty! We have rules, you know.
MS: Rules?
MNE: Oh, yes. Rules and rules.
MS: Well, who do I have to ask?
MNE: Oh, judges. We have lots of judges here. You may recognize some of them.
MS: I don't have time for that! MNE: Trust me. You do. MS: All I want is some water, for Christ's sake!
MNE: (Wincing) Please don't swear. (Years later . . . )
MS: Water. Water. I'm so thristy . . .
MNE: Oh, look! A package! It seems to be a crate of chilled Evian water sent by Terri and her parents. Do you remember them? MS: Water? Water! Water!
MNE: I would let you have some, but that would violate the temporary restraining order issued before the 99th interlocutory appeal to the 666th Circuit. If there's one thing we don't permit around here, it's contempt of court. (Sipping.) Mmmmm. I don' t really prefer Evian. I think it tastes a little soapy or something. Still, it is nice and cold.
MS: Water! Huhnnnnnhuuuhhh!
MNE: What are you saying, Michael? You seem a little inarticulate. Well, I suppose I know what you really want. You really want to follow the law, right? I knew it. And believe me, just as soon as I am permitted to do so, I will give you a nice big gulp of water, if there's any left, that is! Alas, I must toddle. I must go to visit your attorney. He's right next door, you know!
This clown is just a breath away from a bullet. Some misguided, "good-intentioned" extremist will sanction him, sure as God made frogs. May not be today or tomorrow, but it is likely to happen in the future. I doubt I'll mourn his passing.