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IIRC, there was another death photo released on the Net a few months ago, but only part of Ernie's bod was shown. If I again recall correctly, 'twas part of an anti-Dubya, anti-US-in Iraq article rant.
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No one who matters will ever mourn a reporter as Ernie was mourned ever again....
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Michael Yon and Michael Totten, MM.
Or did you mean MSMliars reporters?
I didn't look at the photo. I know what he looked like alive. I know he died. As a child (born just after WW II ended), I read Up Front numerous times. I don't need to see the gory details.
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The Four Chaplains were four Army chaplains who gave their lives when the USAT Dorchester was hit by a torpedo and sank on February 3, 1943. They helped other soldiers board lifeboats and gave up their life jackets when the supply ran out. 230 men of the 902 aboard survived the attack.
The chaplains were Lieutenants Rev. George L. Fox (Methodist); Rabbi Alexander D. Goode (Jewish); Fr. John P. Washington (Roman Catholic); and Rev. Clark V. Poling (Dutch Reformed). The four chaplains were all sailing on the USAT Dorchester troop transport ship on 3 February 1943 when the vessel was torpedoed by the German U-Boat U-223. As the vessel sank, the four chaplains calmed the frightened soldiers and sailors, aided in the evacuation of the ship, and helped guide wounded men to safety. The chaplains also gave up their own life vests.
The Day the Music Died (February 3, 1959), was the day of the plane crash that killed three popular American rock and roll musicians. Early that morning, at approximately 1:05 AM Central Standard Time, a Beechcraft Bonanza airplane carrying Buddy Holly, Ritchie Valens, and J.P. "The Big Bopper" Richardson, crashed in a farmer's field en route to a concert near Fargo, North Dakota, killing all three performers as well as the pilot, Roger Peterson. The phrase "The Day The Music Died" was coined by Don McLean in his 1971 song about the crash, "American Pie".
And the three men I admire most: The Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost,
They caught the last train for the coast the day the music died.
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The mayor of a small town in Texas has resigned after secretly keeping her neighbour's Shih Tzu while pretending it had died. Neighbours had asked Alice Mayor Grace Saenz-Lopez to look after the dog, Puddles, during a holiday.
'Puddles'. Figures. Perfect name for a little dustmop dog.
She called them to say it was dead. But the dog, which Ms Saenz-Lopez had renamed Panchito, was later seen at a dog groomer's and at her sister's home.
A custody hearing on Monday is expected to decide who keeps the pet.
Shouldn't that be a short hearing?
Ms Saenz-Lopez had filed a police report to say that Puddles was missing. She was indicted on 18 January on two counts of tampering with evidence and concealing evidence. In a resignation letter published by the Alice Echo-News Journal Ms Saenz-Lopez apologised for the incident. "I can tell you that I did at the time what I thought was best for Panchito and what I felt was right in my heart," she wrote. "I am sorry for the division that the events of these last few weeks have caused.
"It was never my intent to bring any negative exposure to our city."
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hmmmm... googled and can't find exactly what her party affiliation is - any guesses? LOL
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If you can't trust your own small town MAYOR, who can you trust?
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My daughter gave me a birthday card that pictured a pure white little Shih-Tzu with muddy feet, leaving a trail of dirty footprints over a pure white rug, with the notation inside the card "Shih-Tzu Happens"
Of course, she was also the one who gave me the Shih-Tzu. Whose name is "Spike". In their defense, I would like to say they are endearing and fearless little doggies, never mind that they do look like animated dustmops. A friend of my current employer has one, out on a ranch in the Hill Country - they keep it clipped and out-of-doors, and it is a perfectly satisfactory ranch dog; tough, fearless and feisty, and perfectly amenable to being around cattle, horses and other dogs.
Kind of a kick actually - when you think they are the favored pets of people who would like My Little Pony, except that they are adults and don't care for plastic.
Notorious lifer Charles Bronson believes MI5 tried to recruit him to spy on Islamic extremists in the wake of September 2001. The Aberystwyth-born hardman, who has been behind bars for all but three months since he was caged for robbery in 1974, makes the bizarre claim in his new autobiography, Loonyology.
Boy howdy, I'm already convinced!
Bronson, 55, converted to Islam after he married his now estranged wife Saira Ahmed in 2001, even changing his name to Ali Ahmed. He has since denounced the religion.
He's an apostate then. Careful in the prison showers.
But in the book he says in December 2001, just three months after the terror attacks on New Yorks Twin Towers and the Pentagon, he was visited by two spooks eager for him to infiltrate the Muslim prison population. Bronson, real name Michael Peterson, alleges the two secret agents visited him in his cell at Wakefield prison dubbed the Monster Mansion as it is also home to beasts including child killers Ian Huntley and Roy Whiting and paedophile Sidney Cooke.
Bronson, whose prisoner number is BT1314, said: My outer door opened this day and there stood two very well dressed men. They looked official. One had a file under his arm, the other had these deep set eyes that never left my eyes.
It felt very tense and unreal. Who are you? I growled. The one with the file smiled and said, Its not who we are, its what we are. The other then said, We have a deal for you. I was by now getting angry and anxious as I did not know who they was.
Who are you? The one said, If you do us a favour, we will do you one. I was even more confused. The pair went on to ask if Bronson would like to move to a more normal wing at Belmarsh Prison.
One said: Look Ali. We want you to infiltrate the Muslim inmates in Belmarsh and find out whats what. Everybody knows you. Youre the most infamous con in the UK. They will trust you. Tell you things. Now youre Ahmed Ali Muslim.
Bronson could not believe his ears. He said: I really was in shock but not so much to realise I was being asked to be a spy. Me. Me of all people. You just could not make this s*** up. "I could maybe, but you - never!"
Never in my life have I been put into this position.
Bronson said he felt so angry that he spat through the cage and told them to forgot it. Im nobodys spy. As a screw appeared from nowhere to shut the door, the one with the file was wiping the spit off his face and said: Ahmed that will cost you.
Bronson added: I swear I did not know who they were. Ive never seen them since. Nothing like this has ever happened before or after and my lawyer knows all about it. Its on file. The screws and prison governor denied it ever happening although there is CCTV outside my door. Its a mystery I have to live with.
Bronson, now calling himself Ali Charles Ahmed, has served time in 120 prisons, staged eight rooftop protests, assaulted 20 prison officers and caused £500,000 worth of damage. He has held hostages on 10 occasions, threatening to eat one.
His barrister, Daniel Whitehouse, likened him to the World War II fugitive Anne Frank, claiming his actions were justified in the same way as the young girl would have been forgiven for stealing a car to escape Nazi rule. Lord Justice Rose demurred, saying quietly: "I don't think we are in Anne Frank territory here."
Except that time Anne Frank went fully mental and kidnapped SS guards and threatened to eat them and then the Nazis bought her Calvin Klein sunglasses. Man, that was off the hook.
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One never knows - his notoriety + prison experience, etc. is what makes him VALUABLE = [read- PDENIABLE] in case something goes wrong and Govt Agencies-Elements are detrimentally implicated.
With their baggy jeans, baseball caps and earrings, Lebanon's new rap music stars could almost be mistaken for their US urban ghetto counterparts, except that the lyrics tell a Christian story.
In Lebanon -- a country which does not tolerate religious provocation -- the group "Militia", formed by two young Christians, treads a fine line by rapping and dancing about the glory of God. "From the bowels of hell, the Lord crossed the darkness," thunder the lyrics of the two-man band, which claims to be the first to spread the Christian message through the medium of Arabic hip-hop.
Charles Makriss, 27, and Marun Adolph, 23, have released their first album after winning over a sceptical public.
"We are the first to sing Christian hip-hop in Arabic. In the beginning when we started holding concerts with these types of songs, many people, particularly the older generation, were very hostile. It was a shock," writer and breakdance choreographer Makriss said. "Then one day, we were singing at a gig close to a church and I saw a priest clapping really enthusiastically," said the musician, who saw this as a sign the group's message was getting through.
Hip-hop is not new to the Arab world. From Morocco to the Palestinian territories, dozens of Arabic rap groups have sprung up over the past few years. But religious hip-hop is less well known. "Here, in the Middle East, people frown on the idea of singing songs involving sacred texts," said Marun.
An interesting little story. I was introduced to a canadian band called Nightwish by an online forum friend. She had converted other forum members to the band, but felt especially proud of winning me over since I was seen as one of the few "cool and sane" members of the older generation. It was not a hard sell: they have a unique style they call operatic rock, and they do borrow heavily from classical operatic sources and motifs.
Several years ago, she spoke of a new album from Nightwish, but was very uncooperative in telling me what the title was, and indicated that it would NOT be released abroad. Very strange for an evangelistic enthusiast of the band.
Well, I was looking for new CDs for Christmas last year at amazon, and they helpfully pointed out that new CD: "Dark Passion Play". Took me aback a bit, and I was a bit hesitant, but went ahead and ordered it. Didn't listen to it for a while, kinda dreading what I would hear given the title.
Foolish me: it was not about THE Passion of Christ, but the personal "passion" every new convert to Christianity has to go through when they are first converted. The CD does have some shovel-songs on it unrelated to the core theme, but the ones related to the theme of a "personal passion play" are very obvious, even though the doctrinal references are somewhat encoded.
But they are definitely personal. The most personal piece is "Master Passion Greed", in which the devil urges the main character to give in to sexual temptation. The piece is pounding, insistent, repetetive, and quite vulgar in places. Extremely ugly and not pleasant listening to. However, if you've ever actually tried to fight sexual temptation, once you listened to the piece, you'd point to it, nod knowingly, and say, "YES! That is EXACTLY how bad it is when you're fighting it!"
In short, it sounds as if some key members had actually come to Christ, dug into the Bible, and had translated their experience into their own music and style. I understood why my on-line friend was a bit hesitant talking about it,
As far as I am concerned, there are five rules to witnessing: Know the Truth. Live the Truth, Tell the Truth (no kitman). Tell it with passion, and tell it in love.
A multi-volume chronology and reference guide set detailing three years of the Mexican Drug War between 2010 and 2012.
Rantburg.com and borderlandbeat.com correspondent and author Chris Covert presents his first non-fiction work detailing
the drug and gang related violence in Mexico.
Chris gives us Mexican press dispatches of drug and gang war violence
over three years, presented in a multi volume set intended to chronicle the death, violence and mayhem which has
dominated Mexico for six years.
Rantburg was assembled from recycled algorithms in the United States of America. No
trees were destroyed in the production of this weblog. We did hurt some, though. Sorry.
