F/H: Priests Retirement Dinner

A priest was being honored at his retirement dinner after 25 years in the parish. A leading local politician and member of the congregation was chosen to make the presentation and to give a little speech at the dinner.

However, he was delayed, so the priest decided to say his own few words while they waited:
‘I got my first impression of the parish from the first confession I heard here. I thought I had been assigned to a terrible place. The very first person who entered my confessional told me he had stolen a television set and, when questioned by the police, was able to lie his way out of it. He had stolen money from his parents, embezzled from his employer, had an affair with his boss’s wife, taken illegal drugs, and gave VD to his sister. I was appalled.
But as the days went on I learned that my people were not all like that and I had, indeed, come to a fine parish full of good and loving people.’…

Just as the priest finished his talk, the politician arrived full of apologies at being late. He immediately began to make the presentation and gave his talk:

‘I’ll never forget the first day our parish priest arrived,’ said the politician. ‘In fact, I had the honor of being the first person to go to him for confession.’

Moral : Never, Never, Never Be Late

New Harlots’ Sauce e-mag alive and Kicking

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The fantastic e-mag Amber and I (Amberfiresanity Design Studio) have been hard at work designing and putting together is officially live to the public wearing it’s new wardrobe with sparkles and pizzazz!

Yip you got it… its alive and with their latest edition for January, unheard podcasts and much much more!

Today, 9 January 2009, it is reborn under a new look and style… yip its LIVE

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The one thing I DONT want to understand about WAR…

image Politics, war and me don’t really get along.  I mean I understand it though I deny it, I know what is going on in the countries, I deny this as well. Why? Because it upsets me too much to even go there, to think about it or to discuss it.  I see the whole and I feel it deeply, when I look at images like the one below my insides become a mess and my heart feels ripped from its very veins.  I once said I hated nothing, I lied.  I hate war.

A Palestinian medic carries a child injured in Israeli shelling into Kamal Adwan Hospital in Beit Lahiya, northern Gaza Strip.

Politics = Power

Power = Greed

Greed  = War

This country wants that country; That country wants the others resources; One half of the country wants the power from the other; One man wants one race to be more superior than the other and murders millions.

Politics. War. Greed. Death

Problem is we can’t live without governance, that much is clear, history speaks for itself. Another truth is the fact that no matter how hard we try there will always be wars, the world is run by humans so there is no getting around that one.

There is one thing though that the world can stand up and be counted for.  Perhaps I am just a pipe dreamer but I have dreamt of it for so long that to me it seems just that much more possible.

What I hate about war?

The children. Kids. Innocent little sample humans who haven’t had the chance to live yet. Babies.  Defenseless and dependent on their parents without the means to flee the country on their own, not strong enough to survive the elements without protection.

Little people.

Why is it that when ever there is a war ignoramuses use children? Don’t throw me that bollocks about war being war, that it will have its casualties.  I really don’t care, perhaps these war makers need to stand up and be the adults that they are, be men, be women.

Pawns, that is what the children are.  Used as suicide bombers, caught in cross fire fleeing for their lives, bombed to fragments, ah children really are the best pawns are they not? These power hungry mangy greed filled adults use kids as their secret weapon.  Sick.

Worst yet? Media.  I love reading, I have no real problem with the media or journalists, look we can’t get away with the fact that we NEED the news (the real stuff not propaganda mind).  Thing is, what is real?

One week:

They print the photos of the children in the newspapers.

People see the images of the little kids being carried, bloodies and missing limbs.

We stare at the images and ask the question, who did it?

Those Israeli bastards!

Next week:

They print more photos of the children in the newspapers.

People see the images of the little kids being carried, bloodies and missing limbs.

We stare at the images and ask the question, who did it?

Those Palestinian bastards!

Around and around we go, one week we hate the the one and then the next we hate the other, both have killed innocent little sample humans who haven’t had the chance to live.

All that this accomplishes is confusing the externals, the people not hearing the bombs or fearing for their lives each day.  Confuse the public enough they won’t see what is really going on, they won’t understand which side to support.

Around and around we go.

I really don’t care who is at fault, who had the land centuries ago or the politics behind war, any war.  It all comes down to a few words for me:

Power

Greed

Religion

It all starts and ends with blood spilled, death and worse yet, damaged defenseless children.

In an ideal world I would like to see all these politicians pause for a moment and stand up as one. Stand up and say “Enough is enough, leave the children out of this, lets be grown ups and discuss this like adults”

War is the big step up to a normal fist fight, fists are now weapons.  A country steps on your toe? Blast them with your missiles, no sweat!  Another country looks at your woman? Land with all your forces, bring out those big fisties filled with gunpowder and blast them.

Both the politicians and people of power, terrorist leaders and tribal chiefs, will never be “men”, they will never grow big enough balls to stand up and say ENOUGH!

I accept that we can’t change the way things are over night.  I accept that this is the way of the world that people are so set on solving problems in certain ways, with force. I accept all this but can not the people of the world at least stand up and say stop using our children?

Have your wars, play with your little armoury, exert your power… go for it.

But for God’s sake stop using the children, stop killing them, destroying them, ripping them apart literally and figuratively.

Casualties of war? Blow up the ones you’re really fighting not innocent children. Period.

Ask these kids what they think… ask them their stories… hear their voices…

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Just because it is seems to great to fix doesn’t mean we can’t stop it

Fruit Salad with a few nuts

It’s been a long time coming but through the weeks of silence I have continued  to star the posts that really hit me in the gut by their “gem-y-ness”, diamond of posts!

PUBLIC ANNOUCEMENTS:

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I recently read a post that totally blew me away, an extract of sorts from a Memoir that by the sounds of things is totally beyond awesome.  From the first word uttered upon the page my soul ignited for it tells a story close to my heart and a lesson for all of mankind.  If you are to do anything today go read The Little Saint Nicholas, you won’t be sorry. Hey you know me, its got to be awesome if it makes the salad!

A new blogger to the market has arrived in the form of the one and only Don Fried, an Author, Playwright and incredible human.  To fully understand the man you need to start with his first post, an awesome one at that, How I Became a Crusty Old Fart… come on with a post title like that you know you are going to have a laugh or two for sure! Ok so if you don’t want stronger stomach muscles don’t head over there… my six pack is coming along nicely albeit still slightly hidden by insulation of sorts!

Congrats to Mind Explosion on her and Souf Effrikan hubby for not only getting the house of their dreams but moving in AND with two beautiful kittens (photos pending…)

A fellow blogger whom a lot of you have read, both past and present, was recently Interviewed by the Pakistani Spectator… this is HUGE and am sending a huge bottle of bubbly with decent chocolate to Deeps over at Empowering Roots! Congrats hun, we are so so so proud of you!

THE DIAMONDS

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Keep it loose, keep it tight what is the point of worry when all comes down to true Self belief coupled with Learning to trust again and topped off with the adage “Take a breath, be brave and let go…“.

Sometimes Old Unwanted “Friends” return making you wonder whether or not to start Banging on doors, yelling “Those Bastards”, uttering curses such as “May they all get halitosis . . .” and the likes there of.  There isn’t much to do other than run with the moment and pray that the once poisonous venom doesn’t pierce your heart once more.

Ah but what if you were to die today? no, seriously? Would you be happy with the life you have led, how you have acted and treated others? If not, would it mean that you had to take God back? Would that matter? Ok, sorry, perhaps a few hard questions and no, they are not religion based but rather life based.

The Measurement of a Man Lies in the His Heart and is found through Living a true life…one day at a time.  You don’t have to go around shouting “It’s A Wonderful Life!” but Change really does start with one person.. and that might just be you.. yes? Who are we now?

Quit the Morning Blues, When you say nothing at all.. it gets you further than the length of an ant.  Speak your heart and soul, feel the Anger or Emptiness, love, hope, happiness… just feel and speak.  Emerge. Don’t Forget.

Sad Clarence and the Turkey, Experiencing Failure and working through it… Sometimes I think life is much like a poker game that makes you smile big smiles hearing “I am Not a dirty old man (and proud of it)“.  No Santa Stalker’s here thanks! (ok are they good looking???)<— you are soooo going to click on it, just know it… girls, you won’t be sorry!

Hannukkah is coming up and Christmas as well, times are rough for some, perhaps more than some, Rocking Christmas Without Cash is not as hard as it sounds.  First thing though is the question of those Christmas cards, personally I don’t send them because I like to save the trees, the ink and look after the planet… ok… fine… I’ll admit it… I’m a lazyass but so are you right? [place yes here]

For me Christmas is every day, I’ve written posts in the past about throwing a Christmas Party in June, about celebrating those we love each and every single day of our lives not just when the Man was born.  “But, it’s so SHINY…” doesn’t matter, without love it aint so shiny after all… and Yes, Virginia, There is a Santa Claus

Are Bald Women Sexy? Personally I have contemplated going bald on many occasions.  In SA we do it once a year for Cancer, a national shavathon.  All people, all races, sexes, etc come together at selected meeting points or even at home and shave their heads in order to recognise the struggle of cancer victims and brain diseases.  It is one of the most incredible experiences walking through the streets and seeing every second person bald.  Last year alone there were over 2 million people, young, old, mediums, you name it with the oldest registered shavathonelite being 76 years old!  No, it will not Insult your wife if you were to do it, toughies!

Fat kids and stupid parents with Time out rooms in schools and The Principal’s Office… aye scary times but ultimately who we are makes our children right? I am still learning all this parent stuff, right now it sounds really scary!

Racism immunity?  A tough question for some but for a lot of us there is no question.  Once We Were Boys… and girls, when we were young and before we were told who is “bad” and who is “good, we didn’t see a difference at all.  Some of us kept that youthful view and others had it drummed into them so much that they can’t escape it. 

Welcome To… to the truth of the world, the truth that you see is the truth that will be.

Thank you to all of you who have stuck by me, who have supported me and pushed me forward especially in the times you had no cooking clue you were doing it!  I am warm, happy, safe and happy <– did I already say mention that? lol, thank you from the bottom of my heart.

You shall be seeing more of me in the next couple of weeks so don’t get a shock and these salads I shall try continue if you guys still enjoy them…

Thanks for the incredible awesomeness of all your posts, there were so many brilliant ones it was tough going doing this one… next one shall include more links just don’t tell the partner in crime.

Ta

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My kind of sign!

Weekly fruit salad ~ 20++

image You know me by now, numbers aint my thing, well at least let me proclaim this as fact and deny any addiction to them. Deny deny deny!  Ok so last week was quite the week, some bad things and some good.  For those who do not know yet, I’ll be moving country as of this Friday, my new land is the cold one called England.  Lets hope it all goes to plan, in the mean time I don’t know if I will have as much time as normal to read all the blogs.

With this in mind I have a HUGE HUGE HUGE favour (yip three big ones that equal one big favour, I always go large).  If you are using Google Reader and you come across a really awesome post that you think we should share in the Salad please click share on the bottom.  If you aren’t currently shared with me please send a mail to sanityf@gmail.com and I’ll send you the other email address that I use for google reader.

Now back to the business of the week past…

This week was one of sadness for the children of Africa because Mama Africa passed away. Viva Miriam Makeba! Long Live Mama Africa! She was a symbol to the nation, a symbol to Africa, hope, life and love.

Southern California is Burning… Again, don’t quite know what to say other than may the rains come soon. I really do hope it does.

There were many beautiful tributes to the Veterans this week as American had their annual Veterans day honouring all those who serve and served in years past.  Have a read through these incredible posts and spend a moment of thought for all those fallen, each one of them hero’s the world over.  I know these posts were written with Americans in mind but I’d like to put them forward for all caught up in wars world wide.

Veterans Day 2008

Veteran’s Day 2008

Honoring Our Veterans

A post of thanks..

Unicef also held their annual Children’s Day, one that I feel close to perhaps because the children they target have touched my heart in more ways than I could possibly ever explain.  The children of the world are the ones that suffer most, be they The refugees are us or any other such sadness, Active or Oberverer? and what they do about it.  Thank You to all those that do what they can no matter how big or small. It matters and it counts.

Who will this tight economy will hurt the most most?

This whole thing about giving Growth hormones for a bullied girl blows me away, has society gotten so wrapped up in the ideal of perfection that would succumb to such depths?  Should it not rather be about Gaining true perspective of your body by removing your head..? It is no Memo from Satan, just plain reality.  What are we doing to our fellow humans? I am me, don’t call me gay or straight, fat or thin. Accept me for who I am not what I am according to your ideals. Simple.

Human Disconnect turns to feeding the flames of our souls writing the chapters of life, be they Chapter 5 or even Chapter 4, Seeing Red or the Messages in the sky.  Is it an East Coast Smile, a Last of the Summer Wine or a new harvest? We choose who we feed like the Parable of Two Wolves.

Learning to live in the world takes Inspiration and a Come with Me smile, A Heart That Feels Is A Heart That Heals.  Who really cares? those that count and those that don’t want to be counted in the caring list known on TV, in the papers or anywhere else.  The silent secret helpers that make the world a better place.

A big congratulations to Psych with her Son’s Engagement!

Looking for really awesome unique christmas and other occassion cards? Head over to Single for a Reasons new Empire… seriously, go look… it’s AWESOME!!!

Thanks again everyone for an incredible week all round, some awesome thoughts, words, posts, articles, you name it, its been this week!

A quick question… this is a kiddies meal right, but would you be able to eat it???

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Those teeth bother me something crazy, I honestly don’t know if I could *shivers* I mean have those flowers not heard of a dentist???

… and this one???

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Ok that ones semi cute just the plate that makes me dizzy but those hearts remind me of Holeycheese lol

 

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