NO WEDDING BELLS

REPORTER:

Lord, what a day!

JESUS:

Amen.

REPORTER:

Who’s the lucky gal?

JESUS:

Gal?  Have you ever taken a close look at that painting called The Last Supper?

REPORTER:

What!  You’re gay?

JESUS:

Yes, I’m very happy.

REPORTER:

But do you like men?

JESUS:

I love all men and women.

REPORTER:

Then who are you going to marry?

JESUS:

Marry?  It will be a holy bond.  And after all, I am not in this world for very long.

REPORTER:

No big wedding?

JESUS:

No.  God…I mean my Father…will take care of everything.

REPORTER:

Jesus!  I mean…thank you Jesus.

JESUS:

You’re welcome.

IT’S THE OIL STUPID!

 ***

“Given his antecedents in Judaic sacred narrative, it actually would be strange if Jesus had not been married or believed to be so.”
“It could be argued that the strain of early Christianity that argued for Jesus’ celibacy ended up being privileged by the Roman Catholic church when it began demanding celibacy of its priests. The idea of Jesus as married will be hardest on the Roman Catholic branch of Christianity, if it comes to be taken seriously”.

“Jesus as married opens many lines of theological inquiry, not least with regard to the spirituality of relations between husband and wife. I’ve known committed Christians who were guilty about sex even inside the bounds of marriage, but never known any Muslims like that, and have long thought Muslim attitudes to married life on the whole healthier than in a lot of Christianity, because the spiritual exemplar, Muhammad, was married. Maybe Christians can now start learning something from Muslims in this regard. And those who thought Jesus’ celibacy made him more spiritual than Muhammad may have to rethink.”

[From http://www.juancole.com/The Gospel of Jesus’ Wife and Sacred History from Judaism to Islam

Posted on 09/20/2012 by Juan]

DEADBEATS MOOCHERS AND PLUTOCRATS

Stand back.

Hold your breath.

Don’t let the dogs out.

The moon is full.

The tides are high.

And Mitt Romney’s political demise is nigh.

Only by miracle or treachery will Mr. Romney prevail in November.

Mr. Romney has burned his golden goose eggs.

A video camera has saved America and the world from falling into the shackles and shekels of Mitt Romney.

Mitt’s political pantaloons fell down at a Boca Raton fundraiser.

His words were cruel blunders, not golly gee whiz gaffes.

The cows have come home with the roosters, and the farm has been sold.

The GOOD in Mitt’s run for the presidency has become only BAD and UGLY.

Talk to the chair, now, Clint Eastwood!

Onward, forward Barack Obama!

IT’S THE OIL STUPID!

.

THE 47%

 "IF YOU THINK THAT'S FUNNY, WAIT UNTIL THEY FIND OUT THAT I'M RAISING THEIR TAXES AND ELIMINATING THEIR HEALTH CARE!"

[NOTE: Mitt Romney said the following off the record just before being interviewed.]

I’m not a free-loader, but I enjoy the freedom to freely keep my money in other places other than the United States.

I am super-rich, and I was the son of a father who could have been Mexican, but he had parents who were Americans when he lived in Mexico and helped to spawn me.

Some critics say that I’m more interested in getting the job of president of the United States than I am in serving as president of the United States.

It must be the way I smile my boyish smile, and keep that look of disbelief on my face that I might soon become the most powerful leader in the world.

 ***

REPORTER:

Welcome Mr. Romney, and thank you for allowing me to ask you a few questions.

Mitt Romney:

You’re welcome.  Thank you for inviting me.

REPORTER:

Sir, how do you think your campaign is going?

Mitt Romney:

I’ll know in November.

REPORTER:

Are you concerned about recent polls that indicate that Obama is now ahead of you?

Mitt Romney:

Concerned, yes.  Worried, no.

REPORTER:

Sir, why won’t you let Americans see more than just a couple of your Income Tax filings?

Mitt Romney:

That fish is dead.  Next question.

REPORTER:

Mr. Romney, the fish may be dead, but its stink is still with us.

Mitt Romney:

Again, as my wife has indicated, you aren’t getting any more tax forms.

REPORTER:

Alright. 

REPORTER:

Let me move on to foreign affairs.

Mitt Romney:

I have no affairs.  I am a faithful and devoted husband.

REPORTER:

I know this, sir.  Let me be more specific.  Do you plan to bomb Iran?

Mitt Romney:

If Iran makes one atomic weapon, then that country’s you know what is grass.

REPORTER:

And that brings me to my next question: As president, would you be in favor of legalizing marijuana?

Mitt Romney:

Heavens , no.  I have too many donors and supporters who are in the Pharmaceutical industry to ever let that happen.

REPORTER:

Finally, sir, do you plan to keep horses at the White House if you are elected in November.

Mitt Romney:

No, just a few elephants.  I hope they like peanut butter sandwiches as much as I do.

IT’S THE OIL STUPID!

LEVERAGED BUYOUTS BUST OUTS HOSTILE TAKEOVERS ROMNEY-RYAN VULTURE CARE AND PAPPEKAK

“I’m not in this race to slow the rise of the oceans or to heal the planet.”

Willard Mitt Romney

 ***

The old.

The young.

The middle class.

Yes, all of America!

(Except persons with incomes above $250,000)

America is in jeopardy if the twin money bags of wind Romney and Ryan steal the White House.

Actually, they aren’t stealing since they’re paying for their election with anonymous 

SuperPAC Superdonors' 

MEGA MILLIONS.

WARNING:

If you have a pre-existing condition (insanity included), you will not have to face a death panel…

Only

Mr. Death

Himself!

You’re on your own, Jack and Jill, if your pale spills, or if you fall down the hills, and break your backs or crowns.

Keep your chins up, and keep your pants on, and

Guard your pocketbooks!

Romney and Ryan are riding in their rich and rosy rigs, ready to rip out our poor hearts.

R & R just appear as if they’re not going to rip out our tickers.

Their sophistry is not hidden.

Their false fronts are ostensible.

Romney and Ryan don’t appear real.

They look wooden, cold, and robotic.

Their policy plans are puzzles wrapped inside enigmatic bombast.

We are their dogs (or in contemporary lingo: their bitches), and they want to keep us on top of their cars and jets, and keep their riches!

Hold on!

It’s going to be a bumpy night…

Make that 55 more bumpy nights!

IT’S THE OIL STUPID!

NOT A HAPPY 9-11 ANNIVERSARY

 

From VERBAL BLUNDER

Poems

9-11 AND THE FACE OF ANARCHY IN NEW ORLEANS

As I lay awake
There came a loud voice
From across the land,
And with great power
It showed me
The Face of Anarchy.

I met Murder on the way-
He had a mask like Dick Cheney-
Very smooth he looked, yet grim-
Seven blood-hounds followed him:

All were fat; and well they might
Be in admirable plight,
Because one by one, and two by two,
He tossed them human hearts to chew
Which from his wide suit he drew.

Next came Fraud, and he had on,
Like George W. Bush, a scarlet frown;
His big tears, for he wept well,
Changed to hard stones as they fell.

And the poor, unfit children who
Round his feet played to and fro,
Thinking every tear a gem,
Had their brains knocked out by them.

Clothed with the Bible, as with light,
And the shadows of the night,
Like Pat Robertson, next, Hypocrisy
On a crocodile slithered by.

And many more Destructions were
In this ghastly masquerade,
All disguised, even to the eyes,
Like terrorists, lawyers, or spies.

Finally, Anarchy arrived:
He rode in a black limousine,
Splashed with blood;
He was pale most in the lips,
Like Death in the Apocalypse.

And he wore a kingly crown,
But in his hands were skull and bones;
From his mouth these words I heard-
I am God and President
And Law…..only
The richest and fittest shall survive!

*** 

9/11: The Ultimate Inside Job And False Flag Operation

Posted on September 11, 2012 by stateofthenation2012

Ten Reasons Why 9/11 Was “The Ultimate Inside Job And False Flag Operation”