When I was a child, I looked up with admiration, respect and even awe at the people who were in public office. I never heard much about illegal financial activities or illicit sexual relations. News anchors always spoke with respect about our governmental officials, and debates and opinions were offered with dignity.
Here I am, at 61, hearing that if you don’t vote for a black candidate that you are a racist (but you’re not if you’re voting for a candidate specifically because they are black). I’m hearing feminists attack a woman Vice Presidential candidate simply because she’s pro-life. I’m watching television political ads which outright lie and offend basic sensibilities, with both parties presenting people who don’t really have the true knowledge and experience to be the most powerful representative of the free world. I’m seeing a candidate with child-care issues and an out-of-wedlock teen pregnancy in her family, candidates appearing on undignified mass entertainment comedy programs to win votes, and a cacophony of television and radio commentators saying the most outrageously mean things about people they don’t know personally. I’m also hearing about mass cheating in voter registrations, and a populace which seems to be relatively disinterested in facts…just emotions, looks and personality.
The years of vulgar reality programs and media free speech, unfettered by responsiblity, have dumbed us down and made us crass. According to a recent Pew Research Center poll, only 18% of Americans know which party holds the House majority, can name the American Secretary of State, or the Prime Minister of Britain. I find this a bit scary – and very sad.TrackBack URI
A grandmother pretends she doesn’t know who you are on Halloween
– Erma Bombeck
Author and humorist
Newark, New Jersey’s Roman Catholic archbishop, John Myers, is upset that part of Bill Maher’s movie, Religulous (a combination of the words “religion” and “ridiculous”), was filmed at a Bergen County parish under false pretenses. Maher told the parish’s Very Reverend Charles Grandstrand that he wanted to film his Jewish mother there, because the church was such a big part of her life. His father was a Catholic. Maher told the parish folks that the movie he was making would be called A Spiritual Journey.
Recently, during his appearance on Larry King’s CNN program to promote his activities, Maher said: “This is funny. Religion accusing me of deception. Religion, the greatest scam in the history of the world…selling the invisible product for thousands of years, accusing us of deception? [he laughs] We don’t lie to people. What we didn’t tell people [i.e., when he was producing the movie] was that it was me doing the interview. They didn’t ask, and we didn’t feel an obligation to tell them.”
This is such hypocrisy that I can hardly type. Hypocrisy, for those who use it as a daily epithet towards somebody whose point of view they simply don’t like, is a behavior of espousing and living in counterpoint. He accuses religious folks of lying about the divine and about faith, while he lies to people to use and embarrass them. And this, my friends, gets you a television show, after losing another one for calling the September 11 terrorists braver than Americans.TrackBack URI
There were two trucks circling Bradenton, Florida last week. Displayed on the sides and backs of the trucks were enlarged photos of dead fetuses in various poses. Needless to say, this caused a bit of a stir.
The Center for Bio-Ethical Reform, a Southern California-based anti-abortion group, was established in 1990, and conducts nationwide projects on anti-abortion messages usually involving large billboards, signs and photo murals. Their initiative is to influence voters to select pro-life candidates. Bill Calvin, the group’s regional director says, “We studied all the successful movements in American history. We need to dramatize the injustice we are fighting.”
Pictures are worth a zillion words. “Choice” or “women’s reproductive rights” are rather benign ways of describing the death of a human being. In fact, it has been very smart of the pro-abortion folks to use such words and phrases, because in America, issues of choice and rights are very important. Also, such words distract people from the realities by taking all passion and compassion–as well as horror–away from an act that terminates innocent human life (unlike the death penalty which terminates a guilty human life).
I thought long and hard about what I wanted to say about this truck and its photos, especially since children see them. Then again, children see blatant sexuality and/or horrific violence on television, music videos and games, magazines, and the Internet. All of those “every day” visual images don’t have a decent point to make – they are strictly for prurient motivations and making a dollar.
When my son was 5 years old I started teaching him about sex. I told him that it was a special experience between a husband and wife that brought immense pleasure, good feelings between them, and often… a baby. I went on to explain that he ought not engage in that behavior – sex – as a child because (a) he couldn’t take care of a wife and child, and (b) because the girl could get an abortion. He said, “What’s an abortion?” I replied, “It’s when the baby is taken out of the woman’s body.” He said, “What happens to the baby?” I said, “It dies.” He said, looking astonished, “You mean they waste a perfectly good baby?” I said slowly…”Yes.”
I have railed against feminist groups and Planned Un-Parenthood who don’t want to give women who are considering an abortion a sonogram and then a day to think about their decision to terminate, keep or put the baby up for adoption.
The feminista types use words like harassment, offensive, disturbing, intimidation, shame and such to protect women from vividly seeing the realities of their baby in their bodies.
The same words have been used for these photographs. Yes, they are disturbing…and they should offend … the act is offensive.TrackBack URI
I was at first stunned – then not – to read that research from Johns Hopkins School of Public Health points toward white, middle aged women as being particularly prone to depression leading to suicides. I’m a middle aged, white, female baby-boomer, so this caught my attention, especially since the researchers seemed clueless as to what would be behind this spike.
Having talked to women for over thirty years on the radio, I think I know. We middle-aged, white females from the sixties were sold a bill of goods by the originally well-meaning women’s movement. The bits about equal pay for equal experience and competence were kind of a no-brainer. The bits about men, marriage, sex, babies, and home-making being negatives in our lives – because, of course, they were oppressive and demeaning – also seemed obvious at the time. So, with the introduction of consciousness raising (that is, learning to mistrust, not need, and even loathe men) and women’s studies programs (which conceived of elevating women by making them perpetually angry victims), we were on our way to a collision course to today: depression and suicide.
Women who dared to buck the feminista trend and actually marry and make babies, kept close to the sisterhood by not being very sexual, loving, or sensitive to their husbands – or just kept them as shack-up studs – and put their babies in day-care. They did all of that so they could work at their careers full-time and have financial power. The thinking was, what if “he” took off with some bimbo or died on them? Money is power and safety! They also did all of that so they could feel like “somebody.” I still have women tell me today that they only allow themselves to feel good when they have a successful career; the loving appreciation of a husband and children are swept aside like so much emotional dandruff.
These white, middle-aged, female baby-boomers starved themselves of the fulfilling emotional meal of actually being a hands-on mom in addition to being their husband’s girlfriend. Many of them are now divorced, and their adult children hardly spend time any time with them. The kids learned how to spend time without Mom because she was so “busy, busy, busy” while they were growing up.
I’m not surprised that so many of these women are depressed and suicidal. Feministas lied to them that they could and would “have it all:” they only had to sacrifice the loveliest parts of their womanhood.
I’m not among them, because I caught myself entering that depressive state. I’ve been there…done that. Saved by a marriage and a child!TrackBack URI
Ever question why you spend all your time and energy on demanding, difficult, undermining, and destructive people in your lives and completely ignore those who are loving, caring, and committed to you? I’ve got some “insight” for you in today’s video blog.
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Recently, I received an email from one of my listeners. I thought it was so funny I had to share it with you.
Why Did the Chicken Cross the Road?
SARAH PALIN: Before it got to the other side, I shot the chicken, cleaned and dressed it, and had chicken burgers for lunch.
BARACK OBAMA: The chicken crossed the road because it was time for a change! The chicken wanted change!
JOHN MC CAIN: My friends that chicken crossed the road because he recognized the need to engage in cooperation and dialogue with all the chickens on the other side of the road.
HILLARY CLINTON: When I was First Lady, I personally helped that little chicken to cross the road. This experience makes me uniquely qualified to ensure right from Day One that every chicken in this country gets the chance it deserves to cross the road. But then, this really isn’t about me.
GEORGE W. BUSH: We don’t really care why the chicken crossed the road. We just want to know if the chicken is on our side of the road, or not. The chicken is either against us, or for us. There is no middle ground here.
DICK CHENEY: Where’s my gun?
COLIN POWELL: Now to the left of the screen, you can clearly see the satellite image of the chicken crossing the road.
BILL CLINTON: I did not cross the road with that chicken. What is your definition of chicken?
AL GORE: I invented the chicken.
JOHN KERRY: Although I voted to let the chicken cross the road, I am now against it! It was the wrong road to cross, and I was misled about the chicken’s intentions. I am not for it now and will remain against it.
AL SHARPTON: Why are all the chickens white? We need some black chickens.
DR. PHIL: The problem we have here is that this chicken doesn’t realize that he must first deal with the problem on this side of the road before it goes after the problem on the other side of the road. What we need to do is help him realize how stupid he’s acting by not taking on his current problems before adding new problems.
OPRAH: Well, I understand that the chicken is having problems, which is why he wants to cross this road so bad. So instead of having the chicken learn from his mistakes and take falls, which is a part of life, I’m going to give this chicken a car so that he can just drive across the road and not live his life like the rest of the chickens.
ANDERSON COOPER, CNN: We have reason to believe there is a chicken, but we have not yet been allowed access to the other side of the road.
NANCY GRACE: That chicken crossed the road because he’s guilty! You can see it in his eyes and the way he walks.
PAT BUCHANAN: To steal the job of a decent, hardworking American.
MARTHA STEWART: No one called me to warn me which way that chicken was going. I had a standing order at the Farmer’s Market to sell my eggs when the price dropped to a certain level. No little bird gave me any insider information.
DR SEUSS: Did the chicken cross the road? Did he cross it with a toad? Yes, the chicken crossed the road, but why it crossed I’ve not been told.
ERNEST HEMINGWAY: To die in the rain, alone.
GRANDPA: In my day we didn’t ask why the chicken crossed the road. Somebody told us the chicken crossed the road, and that was good enough.
BARBARA WALTERS: Isn’t that interesting? In a few moments, we will be listening to the chicken tell, for the first time, the heart-warming story of how it experienced a serious case of molting, and went on to accomplish its lifelong dream of crossing the road.
ARISTOTLE: It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.
JOHN LENNON: Imagine all the chickens in the world crossing roads together, in peace.
BILL GATES: I have just released eChicken 2008, which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and balance your checkbook. Internet Explorer is an integral part of eChicken 2008. This new platform is much more stable and will never crash or need to be rebooted.
ALBERT EINSTEIN: Did the chicken really cross the road, or did the road move beneath the chicken?
COLONEL SANDERS: Did I miss one?TrackBack URI
Researchers at the Oregon Health and Science University (OHSU) conducted a study published in the British Medical Journal that shows 26% of terminally ill patients in Oregon (with laws supporting doctor-assisted suicide) who requested a lethal cocktail were diagnosed as suffering depression, which is technically a treatable mental illness.
Wesley Smith, a leading euthanasia opponent, says that the “assisted suicide law’s guidelines are merely for show and do not protect the vulnerable or depressed people in Oregon. He adds that the proposed guidelines appearing on Washington’s ballot in November do not require a person’s depression to be treated before a lethal cocktail is issued.”
Rita Marker of the International Task Force on Euthanasia and Assisted Suicide says, “Let’s face the economic facts and force of economic gravity. If someone is depressed and they happen to be terminally ill too, it’s a lot cheaper to write a prescription for a deadly overdose of drugs than for medication to treat the depression, possible counseling to treat depression, and also medication to delay the death.”
No physician should agree to terminate someone’s life, even on their say-so, when they are suffering from a depression. If they were treated for that depression, a significant number would probably wish to squeeze out of their lives every precious moment with their loved ones that was possible. At least we ought to give them that opportunity.TrackBack URI