We all have experienced that...and we have all...
Posted By: sam on 2008-09-01
In Reply to: I know MTs that have become office managers - and do better than someone with a degree
worked with managers who have no relevant experience in our field and we ALL know that is like.
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Have not experienced it firsthand.....
but I don't see why pastors should be singled out and their free speech rights and threatened with losing their tax exempt status. It is discriminatory. There are other entities that are tax exempt, but they are not precluded from giving political opinions. Reverend Wright does it, we have seen him do it on video, and I don't see the IRS breathing down HIS neck. If it is okay for him, it is okay for other pastors? And he also preaches hate from the pulpit. Hate is okay, political opinion is not? So why should a pastor not be able to give a political opinion in a church? On the face of it, it seems discriminatory to me. They are American citizens just like the rest of us.
Just on the face of it, if you can lose your tax exempt status for stating a political opinion inside a church, then you should lose your tax exempt status if you give a political opinion in whatever facility enjoys that status. If you are going to allow it one place, you should allow it in other places. Just my opinion.
Wow! I experienced the same thing ages ago
She was a nutty right-winger. Just the fact she created ONLY a "Christianity" board and was biased and bigoted. I'm glad she's gone. I might start visiting the site again. She was very creepy.
Have experienced the same problem with aggressive women
need to say, how to think and scold, scold, scold when they think we are out of line. Perhaps you should sign up for Michelle Bachmann's Committee on UnAmerican Activities so you can practice self-righteous indignation in a more official capacity.
I've already experienced martial law on American soil
(I think the article is over the top, and wishful thinking by the author, BTW)
So, after Katrina in Gulfport, MS, here's what martial law was like:
1. When the troops moved in, they took over and started ordering us around like cattle. Offered to shoot us for even trying to ask 'em a question. Rude and mean to everyone. The skies were full of helicopters - felt like living in a MASH rerun. Jeeps raced up and down my street at double the speed limit, nearly running me over if I stuck a toe in the road. Nobody lifted a finger to help me clear the debris in my yard - in fact they were irritated that I dared set foot outside at all.
2. They commandeered any resource that was left, for the powers that be. They took over every airport, every gas station, every Walmart still standing, every hotel or restaurant that had a generator, jammed all the phone lines (and yes, folks, MINE STILL WORKED until the troops arrived, then suddenly it did not). All that stuff was appropriated for whoever they deemed important - the county officials, the media, rubbernecking senators they flew in. Woe unto you if you tried to get a drop of gas, a cold drink, or speak to anyone about why you could not - a gun gets stuck in your face.
3. Curfew makes you feel like a little kid when its given by your parents. It makes you feel like a criminal when its set by your government. Yeah, they offered to shoot me because I forgot something in my car and tried to leave my house to go get it. They had roadblocks on every corner. I worked at a hospital nights and daily had to show my ID just to get to work and back. People that didn't have a good reason to be out and about got turned back and threatened. They roadblocked all the highway exits to our town and turned away anybody that came offering help - saying it wasn't needed. Actually, they just weren't organized enough to accept donations or direct would-be heros where they could help - so they just turned them away, rudely. If you wanted to leave town after Katrina, forget it - they had taken all the gas away and didn't want us on the roads.
4. They sectioned off parts of our town with barbed wire and told us it was unsafe. Sorry, I walked through it right after the storm and knew it was no worse than the rest of the town. They threw residents that had survived the storm off their property and wouldn't let them come back without an armed escort and government permission. Sometimes they bulldozed their houses flat before letting them come back into the protected zone. All in the name of protecting them.
5. The majority of the soliders raced around acting important. Never saw any lift a finger to help anyone in any type of distress. I guess their orders were to stand around and wait for more orders, while intimidating us (obviously that's what the confused, scared, and needful survivors required from their government?). They also took over our local radio and had them tell us to just sit isolated in our houses and wait for help, and discouraged us from helping one another or traveling across town to help a friend. Nobody ever knocked on our door and asked us if we needed anything - so if I'd obeyed orders and believed help was coming I would have waited until I died. I suppose they wanted us to just sit there and die, so we'd be less hassle.
6. The only help we received were from average citizens brave enough to argue their way through the military road blocks. Not the government. Their function was to take over, snatch whatever comforts still existed, and isolate and scare us.
I was shocked I could be treated the way I was on American soil, and I realized it can happen anywhere to anyone, if and when the powers that be decide to take over an area for whatever reason they deem necessary. I suddenly realized this happens all over the world in wartime, when our troops move in to occupy their country - and I realized I felt like those people must have felt at the sight of the soldiers. Most people just don't think it can happen here - well trust me, it can and it does. Maybe next time, in your neighborhood.
I've already experienced martial law on American soil
(I think the article is over the top, and wishful thinking by the author, BTW)
So, after Katrina in Gulfport, MS, here's what martial law was like:
1. When the troops moved in, they took over and started ordering us around like cattle. Offered to shoot us for even trying to ask 'em a question. Rude and mean to everyone. The skies were full of helicopters - felt like living in a MASH rerun. Jeeps raced up and down my street at double the speed limit, nearly running me over if I stuck a toe in the road. Nobody lifted a finger to help me clear the debris in my yard - in fact they were irritated that I dared set foot outside at all.
2. They commandeered any resource that was left, for the powers that be. They took over every airport, every gas station, every Walmart still standing, every hotel or restaurant that had a generator, jammed all the phone lines (and yes, folks, MINE STILL WORKED until the troops arrived, then suddenly it did not). All that stuff was appropriated for whoever they deemed important - the county officials, the media, rubbernecking senators they flew in. Woe unto you if you tried to get a drop of gas, a cold drink, or speak to anyone about why you could not - a gun gets stuck in your face.
3. Curfew makes you feel like a little kid when its given by your parents. It makes you feel like a criminal when its set by your government. Yeah, they offered to shoot me because I forgot something in my car and tried to leave my house to go get it. They had roadblocks on every corner. I worked at a hospital nights and daily had to show my ID just to get to work and back. People that didn't have a good reason to be out and about got turned back and threatened. They roadblocked all the highway exits to our town and turned away anybody that came offering help - saying it wasn't needed. Actually, they just weren't organized enough to accept donations or direct would-be heros where they could help - so they just turned them away, rudely. If you wanted to leave town after Katrina, forget it - they had taken all the gas away and didn't want us on the roads.
4. They sectioned off parts of our town with barbed wire and told us it was unsafe. Sorry, I walked through it right after the storm and knew it was no worse than the rest of the town. They threw residents that had survived the storm off their property and wouldn't let them come back without an armed escort and government permission. Sometimes they bulldozed their houses flat before letting them come back into the protected zone. All in the name of protecting them.
5. The majority of the soliders raced around acting important. Never saw any lift a finger to help anyone in any type of distress. I guess their orders were to stand around and wait for more orders, while intimidating us (obviously that's what the confused, scared, and needful survivors required from their government?). They also took over our local radio and had them tell us to just sit isolated in our houses and wait for help, and discouraged us from helping one another or traveling across town to help a friend. Nobody ever knocked on our door and asked us if we needed anything - so if I'd obeyed orders and believed help was coming I would have waited until I died. I suppose they wanted us to just sit there and die, so we'd be less hassle.
6. The only help we received were from average citizens brave enough to argue their way through the military road blocks. Not the government. Their function was to take over, snatch whatever comforts still existed, and isolate and scare us.
I was shocked I could be treated the way I was on American soil, and I realized it can happen anywhere to anyone, if and when the powers that be decide to take over an area for whatever reason they deem necessary. I suddenly realized this happens all over the world in wartime, when our troops move in to occupy their country - and I realized I felt like those people must have felt at the sight of the soldiers. Most people just don't think it can happen here - well trust me, it can and it does. Maybe next time, in your neighborhood.
I've already experienced martial law on American soil
(I think the article is over the top, and wishful thinking by the author, BTW)
So, after Katrina in Gulfport, MS, here's what martial law was like:
1. When the troops moved in, they took over and started ordering us around like cattle. Offered to shoot us for even trying to ask 'em a question. Rude and mean to everyone. The skies were full of helicopters - felt like living in a MASH rerun. Jeeps raced up and down my street at double the speed limit, nearly running me over if I stuck a toe in the road. Nobody lifted a finger to help me clear the debris in my yard - in fact they were irritated that I dared set foot outside at all.
2. They commandeered any resource that was left, for the powers that be. They took over every airport, every gas station, every Walmart still standing, every hotel or restaurant that had a generator, jammed all the phone lines (and yes, folks, MINE STILL WORKED until the troops arrived, then suddenly it did not). All that stuff was appropriated for whoever they deemed important - the county officials, the media, rubbernecking senators they flew in. Woe unto you if you tried to get a drop of gas, a cold drink, or speak to anyone about why you could not - a gun gets stuck in your face.
3. Curfew makes you feel like a little kid when its given by your parents. It makes you feel like a criminal when its set by your government. Yeah, they offered to shoot me because I forgot something in my car and tried to leave my house to go get it. They had roadblocks on every corner. I worked at a hospital nights and daily had to show my ID just to get to work and back. People that didn't have a good reason to be out and about got turned back and threatened. They roadblocked all the highway exits to our town and turned away anybody that came offering help - saying it wasn't needed. Actually, they just weren't organized enough to accept donations or direct would-be heros where they could help - so they just turned them away, rudely. If you wanted to leave town after Katrina, forget it - they had taken all the gas away and didn't want us on the roads.
4. They sectioned off parts of our town with barbed wire and told us it was unsafe. Sorry, I walked through it right after the storm and knew it was no worse than the rest of the town. They threw residents that had survived the storm off their property and wouldn't let them come back without an armed escort and government permission. Sometimes they bulldozed their houses flat before letting them come back into the protected zone. All in the name of protecting them.
5. The majority of the soliders raced around acting important. Never saw any lift a finger to help anyone in any type of distress. I guess their orders were to stand around and wait for more orders, while intimidating us (obviously that's what the confused, scared, and needful survivors required from their government?). They also took over our local radio and had them tell us to just sit isolated in our houses and wait for help, and discouraged us from helping one another or traveling across town to help a friend. Nobody ever knocked on our door and asked us if we needed anything - so if I'd obeyed orders and believed help was coming I would have waited until I died. I suppose they wanted us to just sit there and die, so we'd be less hassle.
6. The only help we received were from average citizens brave enough to argue their way through the military road blocks. Not the government. Their function was to take over, snatch whatever comforts still existed, and isolate and scare us.
I was shocked I could be treated the way I was on American soil, and I realized it can happen anywhere to anyone, if and when the powers that be decide to take over an area for whatever reason they deem necessary. I suddenly realized this happens all over the world in wartime, when our troops move in to occupy their country - and I realized I felt like those people must have felt at the sight of the soldiers. Most people just don't think it can happen here - well trust me, it can and it does. Maybe next time, in your neighborhood.
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