Today's Google Doodle: Doctor Who - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

50 Year Anniversary 

of 

Dr. Who 

Doctor Who - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia: Doctor Who is a British science-fiction television programme produced by the BBC. The programme depicts the adventures of a Time Lord—a time-travelling humanoid alien known as the Doctor. He explores the universe in his TARDIS (acronym: Time and Relative Dimension in Space), a sentient time-travelling space ship. Its exterior appears as a blue British police box, which was a common sight in Britain in 1963 when the series first aired. Along with a succession of companions, the Doctor faces a variety of foes while working to save civilisations, help ordinary people, and right wrongs.

Doctor Who first appeared on BBC television at 17:16:20 GMT on 23 November 1963, following discussions and plans that had been in progress for a year.

Hate is a Cheney family value | Ana Marie Cox | Comment is free | theguardian.com

Liz and Mary at Republican Convention

Hate is a Cheney family value | Ana Marie Cox | Comment is free | theguardian.com: But the timing of the controversy gave the elder Cheneys an especially good chance to exploit an emotion I'm not sure they understand themselves: empathy. "This is an issue we have dealt with privately for many years, and we are pained to see it become public," Dick and Lynne said in a statement. "Compassion is called for."

His (Dick Cheney) own endorsement of marriage equality in 2009 was typically detached and nonchalant almost to the point of dismissiveness: 

One of my daughters is gay and [that's] something that we've lived with for a long time in our family. People ought to be free to enter into any kind of union they wish, any kind of arrangement they wish.

I admire the remark's broadness, but its impersonality suggests he arrived at the position as the result of a technicality, or perhaps via the kind of acceptance one has for a family member with a disability: Mary's sexuality is "something that we've lived with for a long time".

Poe and Mary

 The elliptical statement about compassion also left unclear whom we are supposed to feel it for: poor benighted Liz, who is desperately trying to appear as conservative as possible for her Wyoming Republican Senate primary campaign? The Cheney family as a whole, again in the spotlight over sharp words not meant for public broadcast? (Really, this is a pattern for them.) Obviously, one should feel for Mary and Poe, who have to put up with this crap.

To start with, the Cheneys appear to have a very low bar for what counts as a "kindness", treating a family member with "love and respect" is a baseline for most people. More important, they imply that Liz's willingness to continue a relationship with sister shouldn't be used as proof that she is anything but a righteous homophobe. This argument is the opposite of how most families justify a holiday invitation extended to that one uncle who still says the n-word and has elaborate Birchian theories about the New World Order. In that case, mom and dad point to the backwards uncle's work buddy who is black and his great relationship with his Jewish neighbors: "Ignore his explicit statements of ignorance and hatred, focus on his everyday tolerance." Here, the Cheneys argue, "Ignore her everyday tolerance, focus on her explicit statements of ignorance and hatred."

***

"Obviously, 

one 

should feel for Mary and Poe, 

who 

have to put up with this crap."

  

NOT WITH THIS TRULY BLUE BLEEDING HEART LIBERAL!

In spite of the similarities between mine and Mary's predicament with our families,

 just not the case.

Mary's getting exactly what she deserves.

Look for upcoming attempt 

using 

Two Faced Mary Cheney, 

Pathological Lying Useless Green Acre Faggot Charles Bliss, 

and 

America's First Female Self-Made Millionaire Madam C. J. Walker 

explaining my point.

It's all about empathy and perspective;

whether 

looking uphill or downhill.

Methodist jury convicts Pa. pastor for gay wedding | Boston Herald

Rev. Schaefer 

and

His Gay Son

Methodist jury convicts Pa. pastor for gay wedding | Boston Herald: SPRING CITY, Pa. — A United Methodist pastor was convicted Monday of breaking church law by officiating his son's same-sex wedding and could be defrocked after a high-profile trial that has rekindled debate over the denomination's policy on gay marriage.

Boger, the church's sole witness, testified Monday that he felt betrayed when he found out that Schaefer, who had baptized his children and buried his grandparents, had presided over a gay wedding.

"When pastors take the law of the church in their own hand ... it undermines their own credibility as a leader and also undermines the integrity of the church as a whole," Boger said.

"It's his son. He loves his son. In a way I felt bad for him. But he's also shown no remorse or repentance, nor has he apologized to anyone."

When Schaefer chose to hide the marriage from the congregation, Boger said, "It was a lie and a broken covenant."

But Schaefer testified he had informed his superiors of his part in the marriage. He said he kept it from his conservative church's congregation because it would be divisive.

"I did not want to make this a protest about the doctrine of the church. I wasn't trying to be an advocate," Schaefer said. "I just wanted this to be a beautiful family affair, and it was that."

Schaefer's son came out to his parents at age 17, revealing he had contemplated suicide over his struggle with sexual identity and the church's stance on homosexuality.

"He had heard messages that were hateful from the church, from the culture around him, that told him you're not normal, you're not valid, you're a freak," Schaefer testified.

The nation's largest mainline Protestant denomination accepts gay and lesbian members, but it rejects the practice of homosexuality as "incompatible with Christian teaching."

The church's lawyer, the Rev. Christopher Fisher, told the jury that Schaefer clearly violated the Book of Discipline. 

Fisher used his closing argument to condemn homosexuality as immoral and said Schaefer had no right to break a Methodist law that bans pastors from performing same-sex marriages just because he disagreed with church teaching. He told jurors they were duty-bound to convict.

"You'll give an account for that at the last day, as we all will," he told the jury, to audible gasps from spectators.

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"You'll give an account for that at the last day, 

as 

we all will."

~(Methodist Church's Lawyer/Rev. Christopher Fisher)~

Though the main purpose of the Priests Rape Boys website is to criticize Catholicism, the WBC also criticizes several mainline Protestant churches on the website, including Methodists, Presbyterians, Lutherans, Anglicans, and Baptists. The WBC states that

...their preachers have shirked their responsibility to tell people the truth about sin, and instead lie to them about what the Lord their God doth require of them. If these lying, false prophets told people the truth about what God says regarding those who suffer sin upon their neighbor (Lev. 19:17–18), there wouldn't be any butts in the seats when the plate got passed. These preachers are not preachers of righteousness, they are teachers having itching ears (2Tim 4:3), and they absolutely count on the abysmal bible illiteracy of their parishioners ... "Priests rape boys" is indeed an air-tight, three word case against all of the mainline "christian" churches – their preachers and members, without exception. They are all going to Hell!

Itching ears is a term used in the Bible to describe a person who seeks out messages that please them and fit their lifestyle, as opposed to seeking a truth that might make them uncomfortable. The term is used by the Apostle Paul in 2 Timothy:

2 Timothy 4:3-4: 

For the time will come when they will not endure sound doctrine; but after their own lusts shall they heap to themselves teachers, having itching ears; And they shall turn away their ears from the truth, and shall be turned unto fables.

A superstition of ear itch is that if the left ear itches, someone is speaking positively about you; if the right ear itches, someone is speaking negatively about you.Left is love,right is spite.

Itching ears: Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.

***

Down at the bottom of the deep blue sea,

How many fishes can you see,

We all jump up,

with a one, two, three!

    "Janet. 

How would you sum up my intelligence?"

~(Simply Jim: One Pearl, Total Pig, Anti-Christ)~

"Sharp."

~(Janet Gary/Wife of G. Robert Gary, Sr. ThD)~

MUGSHOT

For those of you who haven't noticed, 

in 

yellow below GHOST WRITER(S),

is 

(M, M, L, J)...

my "crafty cow" reference, 

as 

apposed to the language used by "thou artful dodger" missionaries of today,

acknowledging 

Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John 

exactly 

for what they are.

Supplemental Reading:

Mike Avery Ross: Methodist (?) Politician

Playing Bridge With Eva Bruan vs. 36 Retired Methodist Bishops

Paradox of Three Wise Monkeys: The Need/Creation of a Political Catalyse

Benjamin Franklin - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

Voltaire blessing Franklin's grandson, 
in 
the name of God and Liberty

Like the other advocates of republicanism, Franklin emphasized that the new republic could survive only if the people were virtuous. All his life he explored the role of civic and personal virtue, as expressed in Poor Richard's aphorisms. Franklin felt that organized religion was necessary to keep men good to their fellow men, but rarely attended religious services himself. When Franklin met Voltaire in Paris and asked this great apostle of the Enlightenment to bless his grandson, Voltaire said in English, "God and Liberty," and added, "this is the only appropriate benediction for the grandson of Monsieur Franklin."



Benjamin Franklin - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia:

Franklin formulated a presentation of his beliefs and published it in 1728.  It did not mention many of the Puritan ideas as regards belief in salvation, the divinity of Jesus, and indeed most religious dogma. He clarified himself as a deist in his 1771 autobiography, although he still considered himself a Christian.  He retained a strong faith in a God as the wellspring of morality and goodness in man, and as a Providential actor in history responsible for American independence.

 

Franklin’s rejection of dogma and doctrine and his stress on the God of ethics and morality and civic virtue, made him the “prophet of tolerance.” While he was living in London in 1774, he was present at the birth of British Unitarianism, attending the inaugural session of the Essex Street Chapel, at which Theophilus Lindsey drew together the first avowedly Unitarian congregation in England; this was somewhat politically risky, and pushed religious tolerance to new boundaries, as a denial of the doctrine of the Trinity was illegal until the 1813 Act.

Although Franklin's parents had intended for him to have a career in the Church, Franklin as a young man adopted the Enlightenment religious belief in deism, that God’s truths can be found entirely through nature and reason. "I soon became a thorough Deist." As a young man he rejected Christian dogma in a 1725 pamphlet A Dissertation on Liberty and Necessity, Pleasure and Pain, which he later saw as an embarrassment, while simultaneously asserting that God is "all wise, all good, all powerful." He defended his rejection of religious dogma with these words: "I think opinions should be judged by their influences and effects; and if a man holds none that tend to make him less virtuous or more vicious, it may be concluded that he holds none that are dangerous, which I hope is the case with me." After the disillusioning experience of seeing the decay in his own moral standards, and those of two friends in London whom he had converted to Deism, Franklin turned back to a belief in the importance of organized religion, on the pragmatic grounds that without God and organized churches, man will not be good.  Moreover, because of his proposal that prayers be said in the Constitutional Convention of 1787, many have contended that in his later life, Franklin became a pious Christian.

At one point, he wrote to Thomas Paine, criticizing his manuscript, The Age of Reason:

For without the Belief of a Providence that takes Cognizance of, guards and guides and may favour particular Persons, there is no Motive to Worship a Deity, to fear its Displeasure, or to pray for its Protection ... think how great a Proportion of Mankind consists of weak and ignorant Men and Women, and of inexperienc'd and inconsiderate Youth of both Sexes, who have need of the Motives of Religion to restrain them from Vice, to support their Virtue, and retain them in the Practice of it till it becomes habitual, which is the great Point for its Security; And perhaps you are indebted to her originally that is to your Religious Education, for the Habits of Virtue upon which you now justly value yourself. If men are so wicked with religion, what would they be if without it.

According to David Morgan, Franklin was a proponent of religion in general. He prayed to "Powerful Goodness" and referred to God as "the infinite". John Adams noted that Franklin was a mirror in which people saw their own religion: "The Catholics thought him almost a Catholic. The Church of England claimed him as one of them. The Presbyterians thought him half a Presbyterian, and the Friends believed him a wet Quaker." Whatever else Franklin was, concludes Morgan, "he was a true champion of generic religion." In a letter to Richard Price, Franklin stated that he believed that religion should support itself without help from the government, claiming; "When a Religion is good, I conceive that it will support itself; and, when it cannot support itself, and God does not take care to support, so that its Professors are oblig'd to call for the help of the Civil Power, it is a sign, I apprehend, of its being a bad one."

 In 1790, just about a month before he died, Franklin wrote a letter to Ezra Stiles, president of Yale University, who had asked him his views on religion:

As to Jesus of Nazareth, my Opinion of whom you particularly desire, I think the System of Morals and his Religion, as he left them to us, the best the world ever saw or is likely to see; but I apprehend it has received various corrupt changes, and I have, with most of the present Dissenters in England, some Doubts as to his divinity; tho' it is a question I do not dogmatize upon, having never studied it, and I think it needless to busy myself with it now, when I expect soon an Opportunity of knowing the Truth with less Trouble ...

IDENTITY CRISIS : WHO DONE IT?

One morning, 

happened to look out my living room window and able seeing what looked like trash

 littering Mason Mill Road in front of my home.

Walked outside to see where it was coming from. 

Across the street and up the hill, a trash can placed out by the curb had been knocked over in the yard of the Gary's next door neighbor.  Trash was all over the front part of this neighbor's yard and out onto their side of the street; this trash being scattered even more by the cars coming up and down this hill between our homes.

Same as the leaves that fall on this stretch of  Mason Mill Road,  this trash was gradually working it's way downhill and diagonally over to my side of the street; the trash thinning out and finally ending with some of it jumping the curb onto the sidewalk along Mr. Bliss fence.

Walked downhill to the last bit of trash on Mr. Bliss sidewalk and began picking it up as I worked my way uphill.  In front of my house on my side of the street, picked up what looked like a sealed envelope from some charitable organization most likely seeking donations.  

Surprised, at the same time disgusted, seeing it was addressed to Bob and Janet Gary; 

tried 

tossing it like a Frisbee into the Gary's yard. 

Instead,

 it did a couple crazy loops in the air before landing dead center on the median line. 

"As God's house is middle of our street, 

(then turning to face the road while same time pointing out the busy traffic with the sweep of a hand)

rather not go there.  

But,

 there is a sidewalk on my side of the street."
~(Simply Jim:  One Pearl, Total Pig, Anti-Christ.)~   

How this envelope from a charitable organization addressed to the Gary's landed dead center on the painted median, reminded me of something I said to Bob while the two of us stood on their front porch; that same day first putting on them rabbit ears and marching across Mason Mill Road during the busiest part of a sunny afternoon as people were now leaving Emory University on their way back home.

Just my "thou artful dodger way" of saying the sidewalk my side of the street was a neutral zone we could try discussing our neighborly quarrel, just him as the man of their household and me as the man of my household, if not able discussing this in front of his wife Janet.

I had brought a copy with me, the email in which the two concurred against me for the first time; wanting to discuss what I saw as them being unfair, as well as, a chance Bob hearing my side of the story of what happened that day alone in their home with his wife Janet...

"THAT WHOLE ONE HOUR AND FIFTEEN MINUTES!"

The arrogant obtuse swine refused.

So I tried jumping to what I thought, 

then and still do now, 

truly the main point of contention they have against me as their neighbor;  

informing 

Mr. Gary of an observation during their son's recent and rather long...

 visit.

"You don't understand.  

He 

(their son Phil/also a preacher) 

wants to be a writer."

~(G. Robert Gary, Sr., ThD)~

Wasn't able getting anywhere with Bob on that one, either.

Just then, 

one of the two black men couldn't help noticing the first time I became aware of them just looking out 

the 

living room window of my new home and every time since, 

happened to work his way within view near the porch where me and Bob were standing.

"Am I correct,

assuming these two men are father and son?"

~(James E. Avery, DVM)~

"They're brothers."

~(G. Robert Gary, Sr., ThD)~

"How old are they?"

~(James E. Avery, DVM)~

"In their eighties, I believe."

~(G. Robert Gary, Sr., ThD)~

"And this doesn't strike you as wrong?"

~(James E. Avery, DVM)~

"(stammering)"

~(G. Robert Gary, Sr., ThD)~

It always bothered me, 

how...

 it takes both of them the whole day maintaining just this simple front lawn. 

Anyway, 

that day's another story(s) to be told another day(s).

Back to this trash I'm picking up; 

littering the street between our two homes.

Now,

only picking up the trash that's in front of my home, my side of the street.

Up against the stone curb, 

quarried from Stone Mountain according to Dr. Herman who is now in his nineties, 

picked up a letter size piece of paper that was folded in half and appeared to be turning a slight brown.

When unfolded, 

discovered a neatly typed prose 

titled, 

IDENTITY CRISIS.

It was reading like poetry.

Was never one with the patience poetry needed to be enjoyed.

Therefore,

wasn't all that impressed with it.

Just able sensing, as I read through it quickly, someone in a state of introspection...

conflicted.

But it was the ending, the very last sentence, catching me by surprise.

Not only was the clarity of the ending a complete tonal shift;

sounding as if the CONCLUSION to a scientific study. 

Sounding like that of someone who had given in; 

been persuaded.

Sounding

 like that of someone no longer able denying what appears most likely...
to be the truth.

"Of course it is better to die at once

than 
to live forever!" 

Immediately blurted this out loud the second I finished reading it silently to myself the first time.

Quickly followed
by,

"Another Anti-Christ if I've ever heard one!"

Although there was no signature or author given for this prose,

typed along the lower left margin was:

Janet Gary

1841 Mason Mill Road

Decatur, GA 30033

Took this piece of paper to the library, asking of the ladies who worked there, whether they believe this Janet Gary would the one who authored this prose or the one sent this prose authored by someone else?

Hard to say they told me; could go either way.

***

August 09, 2011 

was 

the day I returned 

the original 

IDENTITY CRISIS 

back to them.

Had just come from Dr Herman's home; 

having just failed seeking his help acting as an intermediary in this dispute of mine with the Gary's.

  

When they didn't answer the doorbell, 

(don't know what this banging on their door business is about?), 

I then tried sliding it under the door. 

Mr. Gary opens the door before able accomplishing this;

 me then standing up and handing it to him. 

Then the two cops show up;  

same day I also spoke for the very first time these words,

in front of both Bob and Janet Gary standing on their porch 

while 

these two cops stood in their driveway between us:

"I'm a truly blue bleeding heart liberal."

Also remember Bob laughing, 

when 

I commented on how I leave my ASSHOLE on the toilet, 

every time 

I left my home unattended.

Wonder what Bob thought I meant when he heard me say this?

***

The rhyme was first noted in the United States in 1879  as a children's rhyming game. It was sung while children danced in a circle. One of the number ran on the outside of the circle and dropped a handkerchief. The nearest child would then pick it up and chase the dropper. If caught the dropper was either kissed, joined the circle, or had to tell the name of their sweetheart. An early noted version had the lyrics:

A-tisket a-tasket

A green and yellow basket

I wrote a letter to my love

And on the way I dropped it,

I dropped it,

I dropped it,

And on the way I dropped it.

A little boy he picked it up and put it in his pocket.

In some variants, the second line is "I lost my yellow basket".

***

"A child is nothing more than a blank page upon which everyone leaves their mark."

~(Chinese Proverb)~

AN INNOCENCE LOST: GENESIS IN REVERSE

Sat, January 30, 2010 at 9:33 AM

From: Janet Gary

To: James Avery

Jim Ed, you honor me to share yourself and your writing in this way.  I feel a bit daunted by your trust in me.  We really don't know each other that well. Salty language doesn't bother me in the least. I'm sorry you are feeling depressed.  I have experienced that a lot of my life, but am better thanks to some good meds and good therapy!  I have learned to accept myself more, "fleas and all."

I have read your blogs and found them quite interesting, a bit diaturbing, and mysterious.  At the risk of being one of those "fools (who) rush in where angels fear to tread" I am going to respond to several parts of your writing, blog by blog.

1) Barrell of Monkeys: "Genesis" in reverse"

I'm not sure I understand this one completely except  maybe to say the humans can evolve in reverse as well as forward from our ape beginnings  Just my humble opinion!

You gave an example of how painful it is to share yourself with people at work who don't share your political views.  The question is, does it really change anyone's mind when people have such opposite views?  Isn't there something in the Bible about not casting one's pearls among swine?

It has been my experience that some people can hear my deepest musings and others cannot.  I try to be selective, but I often find my mouth preceding my head!  That does not usually turn out well.  Only when I find someone who is open to differences can I really hear and be heard.

2) Pale Blue Dot

Carl Sagan is a wise man.

3) An Innocence lost.

Is that culte little boy you?  

We mothers have to be taught by our sons and daughters who they really are, since we often see our children as projections of ourselves and try to make them into who we wish we could be.  This is not fair to either one.  I am trying now to really show my grown  children who I am and get to know who they really are.  It is a daunting task, but very rewarding!

4) "H" is for.....

In the alphabet, G comes before H--

Gratitude

Goodness

Giving

Growing

GOD

...and F comes before G

Forgiving (oneself and others)  

HUMILITY is, indeed hard to come by.

POSTNOTE:

It is my belief that although each of us is unique--different from anyone else in the world--we are, as human beings, more alike that different--we all bleed, cry, laugh, hate, love, and need other people to hear and understand us.  It is my life-long mission to try to see myself and others as God the Creator intended us to be, to judge less and to love more.  I fall short more than not, but maintain hope.

Janet

***

Can't help but wonder what they did with this piece of paper found while picking up trash 

littering 

the street between our homes?

Maybe one day, 

Janet will have the courage letting me know who wrote this prose

titled, 

IDENTITY CRISIS?