Brian Ross
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Frank wrote on Sep 18 th, 2018 at 10:16pm: Brian Ross wrote on Sep 18 th, 2018 at 3:26pm: Frank wrote on Sep 17 th, 2018 at 7:52pm: Brian Ross wrote on Sep 16 th, 2018 at 10:24pm: Frank wrote on Sep 16 th, 2018 at 7:11pm: Brian Ross wrote on Sep 16 th, 2018 at 6:16pm: Moses, Moses, selective comprehension kicked in again? Christianity will implode under any thorough scrutiny of the innumerable verses of evil in The Bible. Honesty will simply show that The Bible is nothing more that a handbook for Christian depravity. So if Christ got it all wrong, means no more Christianity. This factor has the Christians and the apologists in a flap, as they all prefer the daily bloodshed over simply being truthful about the evil in The Bible. Christians are not the top 50 listed global terrorist organizations just by chance or coincidence. Christianity is the cause, Christians eventually will have to own this fact, as people will get sick and tired of the misinterpretation / radicalized / (name your preferred excuse here) crap that's presently being sprouted by Rightards and *moderates*. Tsk, tsk. freediver wrote on Sep 16 th, 2018 at 6:26pm: Brian do you actually believe there is no difference between Christianity and Islam in terms of promoting violence, or are you just incapable of stringing your own sentences together? All that plus. Brain aneurysm is coming you way, crazy, discombobulated Bwian.... This is why your wife left you, this is why you are alone and shunned, Bwian.
Idiocy. http://static.comicvine.com/uploads/original/12/128170/2467911-yawn_20smiley.jpgOh, dearie, dearie, me. Tsk, tsk, were you trying to say something useful, Soren? Sorry, I can't see anything of value in your useless verbage. Tsk, tsk. Those nuns, in Philip Larkin's immortal word, fcUKed up good and proper, Bwian. They didn't mean to but by Jesus, they did. "Nuns"? I was only schooled by Nuns until the end of Grade Two when my dyslexia proved too much for them. I then went to a State School - where I had an excellent educational experience before being hauled off to a School run by Marist Brothers, which was hell for free-thinker like myself. Now, where did you go to school? Let us guess? "Play up! Play up! And play the game!" Hey? They really converted you in to being a mini-British colonist, right, Soren? Quote: There's a breathless hush in the Close to-night— Ten to make and the match to win— A bumping pitch and a blinding light, An hour to play and the last man in. And it's not for the sake of a ribboned coat, Or the selfish hope of a season's fame, But his captain's hand on his shoulder smote "Play up! play up! and play the game!"
The sand of the desert is sodden red,— Red with the wreck of a square that broke;— The Gatling's jammed and the Colonel dead, And the regiment blind with dust and smoke. The river of death has brimmed his banks, And England's far, and Honour a name, But the voice of a schoolboy rallies the ranks: "Play up! play up! and play the game!"
This is the word that year by year, While in her place the school is set, Every one of her sons must hear, And none that hears it dare forget. This they all with a joyful mind Bear through life like a torch in flame, And falling fling to the host behind— "Play up! play up! and play the game!" 1892, Vitaї Lampada, Henry John Newbolt I have never come across anyone more conformist and unthinkingly PC than you, Bwian. Original or contrarian ideas are what you have set your face against with vehemence and loathing and unfailing peckniffish vigour. "Play up! play up! and play the game!"
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