The bombs began to fall
on a warm summer night
‘Forgive me child, the timing is not my own’
her daughter into her ancestral home
land of milk and honey
and death
breaking a million hearts
Fleeing to freedom
over continents and millennia
huddled in the shelter of better hopes
for better days
and peace.
Peace of a thousand definitions
None of which were located in the new lands
or the brave unknown world
bombs traded for crushing loneliness
and shattering isolation
disjointed, disoriented and lost.
My precious souls
lost among the ghosts and the struggle
and the will to survive.
Ravaged by the years
stripping one layer of self away with every cold winter and waking nightmare
more is stripped away and vanishes
into the wind.
Mourn.
Endless procession of grotesque pageantry
to the burial.
ashes to ashes
dust to dust
grandmothers and prophets
saints and whores
messiahs and grifters
land of milk and honey.
Pound yourself with grief
wail and let your sea of tears
drown,
hide the graveyard of your heart
in its belly.
The difficult years in a foreign land
other peoples reservations
filled with other traumas and souls
seeking refuge
find little
but brave in the search.
In the end
Everything is lost.
With no one to catch the falling children
to collect the babies
their bodies crushed and trampled
left in the gutter
evil will claim them
death offers freedom
unclaimed
instead the desperate thrashing for safety
and clawing for solid ground
unrequited requests for help and salvation
friendship that redeems.
Only one
little one
escapes the carnage to breath again.
After decades
poverty
and barrenness
the greyest of the lonely depths
small gulps of air
Alive.
Crawling and parched
emerging from the desert
an olive tree
a fig tree
they bare fruit
life of a new moon
swollen with the Holy.
Her Annunciation
And the angels herald a new beginning.
Anew.
Hers.
Grace.
You can’t imagine what stretches behind me.
Grace.
Monday, February 25, 2008
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Movie Review: Arranged
I stumbled across a rare jewel of a movie and was so touched by the rawness and originality of Arranged that I feel compelled to write a review. This is a movie about two American teachers one Muslim and one Jewish and it follows their journey towards friendship, it’s based loosely on the experience of a Jewish woman from Brooklyn. The banal connection between two differing religions is pedestrian and this movie is anything but pedestrian; the theme of Arranged is so much more relevant and interesting than such a cliché.
Rochel , the Jewish Orthodox woman and Nasira the Muslim character are teachers in the same school in Brooklyn and an uncomfortable confrontation with a student in Nasira’s class propels the two women to work together to calm a potential conflict. What emerges is a joy to watch on screen as they discover how unspeakably similar they are in their values, feisty spirits and what they hold to be sacred in a world that increasingly defiles and mocks what others consider hallowed.
Both, Rochel and Nasira are in the midst of their families arranging suitors for marriage; a sequence of scenes that portrays one dreadful date after another offers levity and humour while reminding us the lengths humans go to find love, companionship and commitment regardless of religion or ethnicity. When both women invite the other to their families’ homes to work on teaching projects, the hostile reactions of Rochels’ mother towards Nasira and the harshness of Nasira’s father towards to Rochel creates gut wrenching tension. Seeing the juxtaposition of how sweet natured the women are in contrast with their highly traditional and rigid parents is difficult, painful to watch.
A wonderful nugget of what it means to be different in America occurs when Rochel introduces herself to people and they inevitably mangle her name because it’s pronounced with a guttural ‘ch’ sound. Her seething anger, followed by outrage at the audacity of people who insist on calling her ‘Rachel’, the anglicized version of her real name, is worth the price of admission!
So often we assume that everyone wants to be part of the Britney Generation, a culture of promiscuity, scantily clad bodies and selling women as sex objects and this movie holds a mirror up to this world and one can not help seeing how twisted, empty and ugly it has become.
As Rochel yells at an antagonist in the movie who is judging her religiosity and modesty in dress, ‘What is so free about wearing short skirts and sleeping with a bunch of men I don’t know!’ That is what a freedom cry sounds like to me; it rang in my ears and ricocheted across my mind and settled into my heart.
Rochel and Nasira, what binds these two lovely characters is their commitment to their families, ancient traditions and religion while living in a secular, materialistic and modern world that is too often unkind, intolerant and self-righteous. This movie is a love letter to true freedom of choice, the right of each human being to decide which path is theirs and which is not.
Arranged is a movie that made me feel inspired, joyful and hopeful and which is rare accomplishment in a world of commodity and fear mongering. See this movie.
Rochel , the Jewish Orthodox woman and Nasira the Muslim character are teachers in the same school in Brooklyn and an uncomfortable confrontation with a student in Nasira’s class propels the two women to work together to calm a potential conflict. What emerges is a joy to watch on screen as they discover how unspeakably similar they are in their values, feisty spirits and what they hold to be sacred in a world that increasingly defiles and mocks what others consider hallowed.
Both, Rochel and Nasira are in the midst of their families arranging suitors for marriage; a sequence of scenes that portrays one dreadful date after another offers levity and humour while reminding us the lengths humans go to find love, companionship and commitment regardless of religion or ethnicity. When both women invite the other to their families’ homes to work on teaching projects, the hostile reactions of Rochels’ mother towards Nasira and the harshness of Nasira’s father towards to Rochel creates gut wrenching tension. Seeing the juxtaposition of how sweet natured the women are in contrast with their highly traditional and rigid parents is difficult, painful to watch.
A wonderful nugget of what it means to be different in America occurs when Rochel introduces herself to people and they inevitably mangle her name because it’s pronounced with a guttural ‘ch’ sound. Her seething anger, followed by outrage at the audacity of people who insist on calling her ‘Rachel’, the anglicized version of her real name, is worth the price of admission!
So often we assume that everyone wants to be part of the Britney Generation, a culture of promiscuity, scantily clad bodies and selling women as sex objects and this movie holds a mirror up to this world and one can not help seeing how twisted, empty and ugly it has become.
As Rochel yells at an antagonist in the movie who is judging her religiosity and modesty in dress, ‘What is so free about wearing short skirts and sleeping with a bunch of men I don’t know!’ That is what a freedom cry sounds like to me; it rang in my ears and ricocheted across my mind and settled into my heart.
Rochel and Nasira, what binds these two lovely characters is their commitment to their families, ancient traditions and religion while living in a secular, materialistic and modern world that is too often unkind, intolerant and self-righteous. This movie is a love letter to true freedom of choice, the right of each human being to decide which path is theirs and which is not.
Arranged is a movie that made me feel inspired, joyful and hopeful and which is rare accomplishment in a world of commodity and fear mongering. See this movie.
Friday, February 15, 2008
Israel lays final groundwork for war against Iran
Israel will not stop until it gets its war with Iran and now it has manufactured its lies to get what it wants.
First, Israel assassinates Imad Moghaniyah, a top Hezbollah operative in Damascus knowing full well this will antagonize and infuriate the Shia Resistance group into retaliating and today Israel got what it wants.
Second, Hezbollah will retaliate for the killing by attacking Israeli and Jewish targets. Today, Hezbollah declared war on Israel and now Israel has its launching pad of lies to declare war on Iran and attack the Persian nation pre-emptively.
Third, Israel will slaughter many in Iran by attacking the Persian nation unprovoked, Iran will defend itself with its own military strikes and the United States will step in to ‘protect it’s special relationship with Israel’ and Russia and China will step in to assist Iran.
We have the makings of World War III and global nuclear disaster and the entire time American media outlets are broadcasting wall to wall coverage of Britney Spears navel.
The predictable lack of intelligent reporting and critical analysis in relaying the assassination of Moghaniyah is what Israel and their Zionist minions in the USA depend on in disseminating their lies and propaganda; they know that the main stream media will merely report this story through the predictable telescope of ‘a terrorist is killed’. There will be no collection of facts or analysing the implications of such an assassination and how this assassination affects the current climate of aggression and threats against Iran.
The most dismal failures of the American media is their apparent inability to follow the historical time line of relevant events, as if every thing is disjointed and unrelated and disconnected but magically always leads to war in the Middle East.
Here is the time line of lies manipulating the United States people into another war for Israel:
March 2006, American United Nations Ambassador and Zionist traitor, John Bolton pushes for Resolution 1559, demanding Lebanon disarms Hezbollah.
Israel invades Lebanon in July 2006 under pre-text of kidnapped soldiers; here’s the problem with this lie, Israel and Hezbollah were involved in a prisoner exchange at the time, a shady swapping of prisoners between the two but, Israel set Hezbollah up and used it as the lie that launched invasion of Lebanon. Here’s the other problem with that lie: Israeli government documents reveal the Jewish nation was planning this invasion for a full year in advance. So, Israel attacked an unarmed nation, killed 1200 civilians and destroyed billions in Lebanese infrastructure which created the current economic and political crises that has crippled Lebanon ever since.
Following the invasion of Lebanon, Israel and America begin rhetoric against Iran, accusing them of being sponsors of ‘terror’ ad nauseam. The predictable Hitler references and allusions to the holocaust began to fly from the Jewish and Zionist lobby groups; the lies about WMDs and imminent threat to Americans and the Iranians want to kill all the Jews began to permeate every media outlet in the United States.
Israel had its war machine in full swing until the NIE report was leaked and revealed Israel and Bush administration was lying AGAIN about WMDs to manipulate Americans into attacking another Middle Eastern nation.
Israel announces the NIE report will not stop it from pursuing ‘all options’ with Iran and on February 14th, 2008 they murdered the number two in Hezbollah and the Resistance group declares war on Israel.
Tah-dah!
Israel gets its war against Iran.
Americas fanatical Christian Zionists get their World War III to bring their Messiah to take them to heaven in his spaceship and the rest of us will just be killed.
First, Israel assassinates Imad Moghaniyah, a top Hezbollah operative in Damascus knowing full well this will antagonize and infuriate the Shia Resistance group into retaliating and today Israel got what it wants.
Second, Hezbollah will retaliate for the killing by attacking Israeli and Jewish targets. Today, Hezbollah declared war on Israel and now Israel has its launching pad of lies to declare war on Iran and attack the Persian nation pre-emptively.
Third, Israel will slaughter many in Iran by attacking the Persian nation unprovoked, Iran will defend itself with its own military strikes and the United States will step in to ‘protect it’s special relationship with Israel’ and Russia and China will step in to assist Iran.
We have the makings of World War III and global nuclear disaster and the entire time American media outlets are broadcasting wall to wall coverage of Britney Spears navel.
The predictable lack of intelligent reporting and critical analysis in relaying the assassination of Moghaniyah is what Israel and their Zionist minions in the USA depend on in disseminating their lies and propaganda; they know that the main stream media will merely report this story through the predictable telescope of ‘a terrorist is killed’. There will be no collection of facts or analysing the implications of such an assassination and how this assassination affects the current climate of aggression and threats against Iran.
The most dismal failures of the American media is their apparent inability to follow the historical time line of relevant events, as if every thing is disjointed and unrelated and disconnected but magically always leads to war in the Middle East.
Here is the time line of lies manipulating the United States people into another war for Israel:
March 2006, American United Nations Ambassador and Zionist traitor, John Bolton pushes for Resolution 1559, demanding Lebanon disarms Hezbollah.
Israel invades Lebanon in July 2006 under pre-text of kidnapped soldiers; here’s the problem with this lie, Israel and Hezbollah were involved in a prisoner exchange at the time, a shady swapping of prisoners between the two but, Israel set Hezbollah up and used it as the lie that launched invasion of Lebanon. Here’s the other problem with that lie: Israeli government documents reveal the Jewish nation was planning this invasion for a full year in advance. So, Israel attacked an unarmed nation, killed 1200 civilians and destroyed billions in Lebanese infrastructure which created the current economic and political crises that has crippled Lebanon ever since.
Following the invasion of Lebanon, Israel and America begin rhetoric against Iran, accusing them of being sponsors of ‘terror’ ad nauseam. The predictable Hitler references and allusions to the holocaust began to fly from the Jewish and Zionist lobby groups; the lies about WMDs and imminent threat to Americans and the Iranians want to kill all the Jews began to permeate every media outlet in the United States.
Israel had its war machine in full swing until the NIE report was leaked and revealed Israel and Bush administration was lying AGAIN about WMDs to manipulate Americans into attacking another Middle Eastern nation.
Israel announces the NIE report will not stop it from pursuing ‘all options’ with Iran and on February 14th, 2008 they murdered the number two in Hezbollah and the Resistance group declares war on Israel.
Tah-dah!
Israel gets its war against Iran.
Americas fanatical Christian Zionists get their World War III to bring their Messiah to take them to heaven in his spaceship and the rest of us will just be killed.
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Book Review: Her Last Death by Susanna Sonnenberg
If you’re able to leave room for unintentional embellishment and the unavoidable evolution of the author, then the memoir genre can be an enriching reading experience and Her Last Death by Susanna Sonnenberg fits that description. This memoir is an unsentimental, brutally unblinking look at Sonnenbergs relationship with her mother, a woman who can only be described as diabolical.
The story is told in vignettes, out of sequence and out of time order but the narrative still flows like a mild creek on a fall day, cold, shocking and refreshing. Daphne is the mothers name and it’s a story of a mother’s character ravaged by every addiction imaginable: sex, drugs and alcohol. Daphne devours her own daughters psyche, spends years reducing her own child to a sexual object to be used and discarded, introduces and encourages a life without love, only physical gratification and creates a world of such shadowy lies, it becomes impossible to know what dimension of delusions Daphne exists. One particularly disturbing lie Sonnenbergs mother tells more than once was claiming to have been raped; it requires deep dimensions of mental illness for a mother to intentionally dump such a burden into her daughters lap and then lie about all the details, changing them as the days and years pass and then pretending that everything is fine.
As if having a mother addicted to pain killers, narcotics and alcohol isn’t bad enough, Daphne gave her daughter cocaine while Sonnenberg was an adolescent. Try as you might to believe this but, this episode of attacking your own child’s innocence is merely a drop in the ocean of darkness that her two children were raised in. It seemed to me Daphne’s entire life goal was the theft of her eldest daughters girlhood in the most appalling ways one can imagine; sexual corruption, drugs, alcohol, physical violence, perpetual lying, sabotage and emotional abandonment.
Mothers who sexually abusing their children are rare and Sonnenbergs’ mother didn’t molest her in the traditional sense, what Daphne did was parade endless men into her bedroom, share the most vulgar details with her daughters about her sexual behaviour with these men, mock Sonnenberg for remaining a virgin and preying on her daughters boyfriends, manipulating and claiming to have sex with them then providing full details of what they did to her between the sheets.
Sonnenberg bravely recounts a life of empty one night stands, hollow relationships with men that become merely exchanges of bodily fluids and the degradation and despair this existence breeds in her; the profound damage done to her self-respect and sexual boundaries by a poisonous mother brought her life finally to a barren halt. With her spirit hollowed out, Sonnenberg limps to Montana with her boyfriend, whom she marries and builds a life and family with and struggles daily to heal and rebuild the tatters of herself. What I found most staggering in its courage is the last few chapters of this memoir with Sonnenberg becoming a mother herself and battling with the demons that her mother bestowed upon her. The demons of learning to trust herself when touching her young children, that her touch is safe and will not harm her sons and defining appropriate sexual boundaries and behaviour within her own family.
Her Last Death is a devastating grave yard of stolen innocence, betrayal, lies, addiction and shattered faith, this is what Sonnenberg has inherited from a mother who wished only oblivion and sought all manner of destruction, herself and her daughters’. Because the value of art is to be transformative, the detente of this memoir ends on a hopeful note, one that tells the abused in this world that you may be beaten and battered and limping but, you can still build a life of love and forgiveness that is shaped uniquely by your own hand.
Susanna Sonnenberg is a stunningly talented writer and with anticipation I await her next masterpiece.
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Pregnancy Brain
A fog of breeding hormones has descended upon my once clear, sharp mind.
I forget words.
I forget skills like driving without putting my car in a ditch.
I forget what I’m doing and stop meals mid-dice and wonder off to another activity only to be jolted by the realization that an entire spread on my island awaits cooking.
I put my keys in drawers and cupboards.
I stand in the middle of the living room, lost in a haze of bafflement as to why I’m holding a book, an onion and my coat at the same time.
I have giggling fits; I’m a giggler by nature but, these fits are peculiar even for me.
I cry in secret because I don’t know how to articulate what I’m feeling so it's better to hide.
I crave my husbands presence, hugs, reassurance and companionship most of all.
The unrelenting vulnerability I live with is daunting; I feel skinned of my bravado and ego. I am easily wounded and feel like a naked bird, all my feathers plucked and my innards on display with no armour to hide behind.
I don’t even recognize who I am, who I am becoming.
I feel as though I am being re-born as my son is being born.
Becoming a mother is an astonishing and surprising process; I had no idea it would require me to leave so much behind, shed entire lifetimes of beliefs and desires to make room for everyone but myself.
At times I am privately distraught at the world I am handing my son; I feel as though I've failed to make the world a little better for him and it breaks me.
To settle for loving him well enough.
Will it be good enough?
I forget words.
I forget skills like driving without putting my car in a ditch.
I forget what I’m doing and stop meals mid-dice and wonder off to another activity only to be jolted by the realization that an entire spread on my island awaits cooking.
I put my keys in drawers and cupboards.
I stand in the middle of the living room, lost in a haze of bafflement as to why I’m holding a book, an onion and my coat at the same time.
I have giggling fits; I’m a giggler by nature but, these fits are peculiar even for me.
I cry in secret because I don’t know how to articulate what I’m feeling so it's better to hide.
I crave my husbands presence, hugs, reassurance and companionship most of all.
The unrelenting vulnerability I live with is daunting; I feel skinned of my bravado and ego. I am easily wounded and feel like a naked bird, all my feathers plucked and my innards on display with no armour to hide behind.
I don’t even recognize who I am, who I am becoming.
I feel as though I am being re-born as my son is being born.
Becoming a mother is an astonishing and surprising process; I had no idea it would require me to leave so much behind, shed entire lifetimes of beliefs and desires to make room for everyone but myself.
At times I am privately distraught at the world I am handing my son; I feel as though I've failed to make the world a little better for him and it breaks me.
To settle for loving him well enough.
Will it be good enough?
Monday, February 4, 2008
The Truth of My Revulsion
I considered editing, softening how I feel when writing articles about America and Israel, I thought about glossing over my disgust with excuses and politically kind language.
I considered it for a few seconds and then I stopped considering it immediately there after.
Why the hell would I hand over my free will to protect a band of greedy war criminals?
Why would I willingly subvert the truth for two entities that have spent the past sixty years of their existence intentionally destroying all traces of truth in order to achieve their self-serving,murdering agenda?
If I play nice and lie about the depth of my disgust and derision for America and Israel, then they have succeeded in killing the truth and implanting self-imposed control mechanisms upon free thought; they will literally have won in their campaign to control me and the rest of us and therefore destroy at will in this world without any resistence.
Israel and Zionists sank their vampiric teeth into America immediately upon Jewish nations illegal and catastrophic creation in 1947 and has been dragging the United States into perpetual wars in the Middle East, hatred of Arabs and Muslims and a national obsession with scapegoating this same group for every single national and international ill.
So, I will not edit my derision and I will not pretend or soften the blow about these two countries who are seemingly locked in some death match, twisting and spiralling ever more maniacally to an end that will destroy one of them.
These two nations have earned my disgust one murdered woman, one slaughtered child and one falsly imprisoned and humiliated man at a time. Did Zionists think they could spread 60 years of this kind of evil upon innocence and still have us believing their lies? Truth is, they do believe that they can do what they want consequence free because that is the depth and bredth of their arrogance and contempt for humanity.
The European Colony of Zionist Israel has systematically sabotaged the democratic process in North America, tied the hands of politicans with rope and duct tape supplied by Zionist lobbies like AIPAC and neutered academics in freedom of thought, expression and intellectual pursuits. Pro-Israeli groups have reduced the fourth estate to a hollow, vapid, empty insitution trained to dance for their Zionist masters, which has mutated into actively colluding with government to subvert truth and support illegal and amoral wars.
I dont believe there is anything 'biblical' in this final showdown, as the religious lunatic Christian Zionists would have us believe, I think it's the natural progression of two imperialist entities who will turn on eachother to salvage their own power.
I am committed to telling the truth about how I feel, what I think and my analysis of the current political climate.
It's how we remain free: through the truth. Truthful and honest thoughts and the freedom to express ourselves.
I considered it for a few seconds and then I stopped considering it immediately there after.
Why the hell would I hand over my free will to protect a band of greedy war criminals?
Why would I willingly subvert the truth for two entities that have spent the past sixty years of their existence intentionally destroying all traces of truth in order to achieve their self-serving,murdering agenda?
If I play nice and lie about the depth of my disgust and derision for America and Israel, then they have succeeded in killing the truth and implanting self-imposed control mechanisms upon free thought; they will literally have won in their campaign to control me and the rest of us and therefore destroy at will in this world without any resistence.
Israel and Zionists sank their vampiric teeth into America immediately upon Jewish nations illegal and catastrophic creation in 1947 and has been dragging the United States into perpetual wars in the Middle East, hatred of Arabs and Muslims and a national obsession with scapegoating this same group for every single national and international ill.
So, I will not edit my derision and I will not pretend or soften the blow about these two countries who are seemingly locked in some death match, twisting and spiralling ever more maniacally to an end that will destroy one of them.
These two nations have earned my disgust one murdered woman, one slaughtered child and one falsly imprisoned and humiliated man at a time. Did Zionists think they could spread 60 years of this kind of evil upon innocence and still have us believing their lies? Truth is, they do believe that they can do what they want consequence free because that is the depth and bredth of their arrogance and contempt for humanity.
The European Colony of Zionist Israel has systematically sabotaged the democratic process in North America, tied the hands of politicans with rope and duct tape supplied by Zionist lobbies like AIPAC and neutered academics in freedom of thought, expression and intellectual pursuits. Pro-Israeli groups have reduced the fourth estate to a hollow, vapid, empty insitution trained to dance for their Zionist masters, which has mutated into actively colluding with government to subvert truth and support illegal and amoral wars.
I dont believe there is anything 'biblical' in this final showdown, as the religious lunatic Christian Zionists would have us believe, I think it's the natural progression of two imperialist entities who will turn on eachother to salvage their own power.
I am committed to telling the truth about how I feel, what I think and my analysis of the current political climate.
It's how we remain free: through the truth. Truthful and honest thoughts and the freedom to express ourselves.
America the Killer
Nine innocent Iraqis were killed today by American troops.
Of course the Americans are sorry for 'the loss of innocent civilian life', which is 99% of all deaths in this disgusting, evil war that American Zionist Neocons have dragged the world into.
Nine killed and three wounded and who will the Iraqis bring to justice for this latest round of carnage?
No one will pay, certainly no American war criminals because they're above the law and they're superheros saving us from shadowy terrorists who are always lurking in caves and disguised as innocent Arab men,women and children.
I am so sick of the Americans and Israel and their demonization of Arabs and Muslims to gain support for the mass slaughter in the Middle East. America for their nutjob fanatical Christian Zionists to bring on their Apocolypse and Israel to continue their land expansion, military dominance in the region and tyranny over unarmed civilians.
When are these two vile nations going to turn on eachother, destroy one another and free the rest of us to move on with our lives?
The answer is soon; when they attack Iran the chain effect this will trigger will bring a close to the 110 year old evil reign of terrorism that Zionism has unleashed on the world.
In this final battle of power between Israel and America, I am cheering the Americans for two reasons: they are our neighbours and their security better bolsters our security here in Canada and at least half of the American population is generous and kind and provide a society with redeemable qualities.
Israel was founded on religious fanatacism, Jewish terrorism and European racist colonialism and has been built upon the genocide and ethnic cleansing of Palestinians and the unfathomable spreading of suffering, oppression and death in all Arab nations that surround the Zionist nation.
The house of cards built from Zionist lies and historical revisionism is tumbling down on all our heads.
Iran will be the last stand.
As Canadians, our responsibility is to let our politicans know that it's time for our foreign policy to exclude religious texts and to stay the hell out of attacking Iran.
Here is a good article on the timeline of Zionist terrorism in the Middle East from 1900s onward: Zionist Terrorism
Of course the Americans are sorry for 'the loss of innocent civilian life', which is 99% of all deaths in this disgusting, evil war that American Zionist Neocons have dragged the world into.
Nine killed and three wounded and who will the Iraqis bring to justice for this latest round of carnage?
No one will pay, certainly no American war criminals because they're above the law and they're superheros saving us from shadowy terrorists who are always lurking in caves and disguised as innocent Arab men,women and children.
I am so sick of the Americans and Israel and their demonization of Arabs and Muslims to gain support for the mass slaughter in the Middle East. America for their nutjob fanatical Christian Zionists to bring on their Apocolypse and Israel to continue their land expansion, military dominance in the region and tyranny over unarmed civilians.
When are these two vile nations going to turn on eachother, destroy one another and free the rest of us to move on with our lives?
The answer is soon; when they attack Iran the chain effect this will trigger will bring a close to the 110 year old evil reign of terrorism that Zionism has unleashed on the world.
In this final battle of power between Israel and America, I am cheering the Americans for two reasons: they are our neighbours and their security better bolsters our security here in Canada and at least half of the American population is generous and kind and provide a society with redeemable qualities.
Israel was founded on religious fanatacism, Jewish terrorism and European racist colonialism and has been built upon the genocide and ethnic cleansing of Palestinians and the unfathomable spreading of suffering, oppression and death in all Arab nations that surround the Zionist nation.
The house of cards built from Zionist lies and historical revisionism is tumbling down on all our heads.
Iran will be the last stand.
As Canadians, our responsibility is to let our politicans know that it's time for our foreign policy to exclude religious texts and to stay the hell out of attacking Iran.
Here is a good article on the timeline of Zionist terrorism in the Middle East from 1900s onward: Zionist Terrorism
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Shopping for Baby
We spent the day shopping for our baby boy and I am just plain tuckered. Exhausted.
We bought him some bedding and the best part is that it's 'bear' themed, which is what we call him, 'the bear'. It's so sweet.
We can't wait to meet him.
We went to the Once Upon a Child and as soon as we walked in, I was called forth by an apparition, I zeroed in on a stroller that virtually had a spot light on it with angels singing in circles. It was The One.
If you've ever gone shopping for strollers, you know it's not as easy as it may seem initially. There are about ten million models to choose from, each only slightly different from the next but, different enough to discount it as an option. The handle designs range from peculiar and bizarre to plain dangerous, don't even get me started on the wheel size, number and combinations. There is this one stroller that looks like Steven Spielberg designed it, it has titanium wheels that scale escarpment and performs Judo moves on tree branches. I just want to take my kid out for a walk and some fresh air not prove that I'm the Champion of the World.
With great relief and satisfaction I announce that sfter several months of looking and fretting,we found The One Stroller to Rule Them All. It's a stroller/car seat combo and it's simple, light, perfect.
Bedding and stroller success has been tempered lest we become over confident about our skills as parents-to-be by the realization that we have to paint the nursery again. The original color is great but, the only color that goes with this particular lavendar is white so we have to repaint.
Im telling you it's like we just found out we're pregnant for the first time, we're starting over with everything.
Next weekend we tackle the babies closet and the crib situation. Hopefully husband and wife will still be speaking to eachother on Valentines Day.
It's impossible for me not to notice that my posts are such extreme opposites,life and death, war and innocence. My baby and endless wars by America and Israel. My sons new life and the slaughter of hundreds of thousands in Iraq. A new beautiful soul into this world while fresh threats of destruction are being laid out for Iran, putting all of us in danger.
This world is such a twisted place of holy and evil.
We bought him some bedding and the best part is that it's 'bear' themed, which is what we call him, 'the bear'. It's so sweet.
We can't wait to meet him.
We went to the Once Upon a Child and as soon as we walked in, I was called forth by an apparition, I zeroed in on a stroller that virtually had a spot light on it with angels singing in circles. It was The One.
If you've ever gone shopping for strollers, you know it's not as easy as it may seem initially. There are about ten million models to choose from, each only slightly different from the next but, different enough to discount it as an option. The handle designs range from peculiar and bizarre to plain dangerous, don't even get me started on the wheel size, number and combinations. There is this one stroller that looks like Steven Spielberg designed it, it has titanium wheels that scale escarpment and performs Judo moves on tree branches. I just want to take my kid out for a walk and some fresh air not prove that I'm the Champion of the World.
With great relief and satisfaction I announce that sfter several months of looking and fretting,we found The One Stroller to Rule Them All. It's a stroller/car seat combo and it's simple, light, perfect.
Bedding and stroller success has been tempered lest we become over confident about our skills as parents-to-be by the realization that we have to paint the nursery again. The original color is great but, the only color that goes with this particular lavendar is white so we have to repaint.
Im telling you it's like we just found out we're pregnant for the first time, we're starting over with everything.
Next weekend we tackle the babies closet and the crib situation. Hopefully husband and wife will still be speaking to eachother on Valentines Day.
It's impossible for me not to notice that my posts are such extreme opposites,life and death, war and innocence. My baby and endless wars by America and Israel. My sons new life and the slaughter of hundreds of thousands in Iraq. A new beautiful soul into this world while fresh threats of destruction are being laid out for Iran, putting all of us in danger.
This world is such a twisted place of holy and evil.
Saturday, February 2, 2008
Obama and Israel
I thought Obama said he was about Change?
He’s quickly becoming more of the same in his stance about Israel, refusing to condemn its inhumane treatment of the Palestinians and refusing to alter American support for the Jewish nation.
Americans want change when it comes to Israel and Obama is already refusing to listen to the voters in favour of bowing to political and religious pressure.
Here we go again.
These Israeli lobbies have rendered American democracy impotent in the face of the political and religious agenda of Zionists. Read: The Israeli Lobby by Mearsheimer & Walt
The Israeli Lobby, written by two Harvard academics, documents with impressive precision how these pro-Israeli forces in the American power structure lied, manipulated and conned America into invading Iraq for the Zionists.
The Zionists want Iran destroyed to support Israeli dominance, power and security at the expense of the world and if Obama is determined to become another lapdog for Israel in the White House, we’re headed for global disaster.
Israel is determined to use nuclear weapons to annihilate Iran’s growing influence in the Middle East which will draw in China and Russia to protect the Persian nation and we’ll have the makings of the Apocalypse that the Christian Zionists of America are frothing at the mouth to create.
Unfortunately, that means the rest of us are nuclear collateral damage.
I had hope he would do what he said and bring change to American foreign policy but, Obama is quickly becoming a bleak reminder that it’s the entire corrupt and compromised political structure and lobbying system that needs to be demolished, so that a new day can begin.
In Canada,we need to do our part to avoid this global war by making sure Harper and his conservatives never see the light of day in a majority government.
He’s quickly becoming more of the same in his stance about Israel, refusing to condemn its inhumane treatment of the Palestinians and refusing to alter American support for the Jewish nation.
Americans want change when it comes to Israel and Obama is already refusing to listen to the voters in favour of bowing to political and religious pressure.
Here we go again.
These Israeli lobbies have rendered American democracy impotent in the face of the political and religious agenda of Zionists. Read: The Israeli Lobby by Mearsheimer & Walt
The Israeli Lobby, written by two Harvard academics, documents with impressive precision how these pro-Israeli forces in the American power structure lied, manipulated and conned America into invading Iraq for the Zionists.
The Zionists want Iran destroyed to support Israeli dominance, power and security at the expense of the world and if Obama is determined to become another lapdog for Israel in the White House, we’re headed for global disaster.
Israel is determined to use nuclear weapons to annihilate Iran’s growing influence in the Middle East which will draw in China and Russia to protect the Persian nation and we’ll have the makings of the Apocalypse that the Christian Zionists of America are frothing at the mouth to create.
Unfortunately, that means the rest of us are nuclear collateral damage.
I had hope he would do what he said and bring change to American foreign policy but, Obama is quickly becoming a bleak reminder that it’s the entire corrupt and compromised political structure and lobbying system that needs to be demolished, so that a new day can begin.
In Canada,we need to do our part to avoid this global war by making sure Harper and his conservatives never see the light of day in a majority government.
Friday, February 1, 2008
It's a boy!!!!!
I weep just writing the title; we are having a boy! He is the most beautiful, perfect being.
I’ve been utterly convinced that we were having a girl; we bought pink sleepers and white blouses and we’ve been calling her by her name and I was dead wrong.
When it was time to find out the sex of the baby, there was no ambiguity, right there in all its glory, on the ultra sound screen, was a fully formed penis and testicles. It was a substantial penis too; one could see it from across the room.
My brains emptied, my mouth fell open and I asked the technician to check again and there, again, was my son’s penis.
My beautiful, precious, glorious boy whose been kicking the tar out of me and was squirming the entire time the technician was doing her examination. He is perfect and divine and my whole life changed in that moment, came to a screeching halt, altered direction and became something new and unchartered.
We have a son.
It’s like finding out we’re pregnant all over again, we have to pick new names and build new dreams around this son of ours. It’s amazing how much one not so little penis can splinter our lives into a vast opening of new possibilities and destinies. Our first born, our eldest is a boy.
It’s a boy.
This life knows exactly how to put me in my rightful place, still shocks with its surprises and gifts and new beginnings.
The ultrasound appointment didn’t start with the penis though, it started with what’s called an anatomy check and I asked her to turn the monitor away so Joseph and I could see the baby for the first time together, he was asked to wait in the lobby until called. For the ten minutes of the anatomy exam I called the baby she and her and baby girl and the technician gave nothing away, only referring to him as ‘the baby’; I asked her later if she knew early on it was a boy and she said ‘yeah, I knew right away’.
He has a big penis for an infant; I’m not kidding. So long as I live, I will never forget seeing it for the first time and the complete, stunning awe of his fully formed penis and testicles. There is no mistaking the gender on my little boy, he is all manhood and it’s alarming how clear it is that I was wrong, we are most certainly not have a girl.
The technician called Joseph back into the room and turned the monitor towards us and seeing this perfectly formed baby, moving, with a life force emanating from him so strong, I began to weep hysterically. I’ve never seen anything so miraculous, extraordinary and beautiful in my entire life; it was several minutes before I could calm down enough to watch the screen again. There he was squirming, kicking, arching his back, waving his arms and there was every single vertebrae in his perfectly formed spine and his beating heart and his legs, bent at the knees and his profile with his small nose, mouth and chin; I felt like I was seeing the face of God.
It’s unfathomable how holy it is to see our child alive and moving and breathing inside me for the first time and then to discover our child is a boy in all his glory.
He is due in early July.
Oh my God, we’re having a boy!
I’ve been utterly convinced that we were having a girl; we bought pink sleepers and white blouses and we’ve been calling her by her name and I was dead wrong.
When it was time to find out the sex of the baby, there was no ambiguity, right there in all its glory, on the ultra sound screen, was a fully formed penis and testicles. It was a substantial penis too; one could see it from across the room.
My brains emptied, my mouth fell open and I asked the technician to check again and there, again, was my son’s penis.
My beautiful, precious, glorious boy whose been kicking the tar out of me and was squirming the entire time the technician was doing her examination. He is perfect and divine and my whole life changed in that moment, came to a screeching halt, altered direction and became something new and unchartered.
We have a son.
It’s like finding out we’re pregnant all over again, we have to pick new names and build new dreams around this son of ours. It’s amazing how much one not so little penis can splinter our lives into a vast opening of new possibilities and destinies. Our first born, our eldest is a boy.
It’s a boy.
This life knows exactly how to put me in my rightful place, still shocks with its surprises and gifts and new beginnings.
The ultrasound appointment didn’t start with the penis though, it started with what’s called an anatomy check and I asked her to turn the monitor away so Joseph and I could see the baby for the first time together, he was asked to wait in the lobby until called. For the ten minutes of the anatomy exam I called the baby she and her and baby girl and the technician gave nothing away, only referring to him as ‘the baby’; I asked her later if she knew early on it was a boy and she said ‘yeah, I knew right away’.
He has a big penis for an infant; I’m not kidding. So long as I live, I will never forget seeing it for the first time and the complete, stunning awe of his fully formed penis and testicles. There is no mistaking the gender on my little boy, he is all manhood and it’s alarming how clear it is that I was wrong, we are most certainly not have a girl.
The technician called Joseph back into the room and turned the monitor towards us and seeing this perfectly formed baby, moving, with a life force emanating from him so strong, I began to weep hysterically. I’ve never seen anything so miraculous, extraordinary and beautiful in my entire life; it was several minutes before I could calm down enough to watch the screen again. There he was squirming, kicking, arching his back, waving his arms and there was every single vertebrae in his perfectly formed spine and his beating heart and his legs, bent at the knees and his profile with his small nose, mouth and chin; I felt like I was seeing the face of God.
It’s unfathomable how holy it is to see our child alive and moving and breathing inside me for the first time and then to discover our child is a boy in all his glory.
He is due in early July.
Oh my God, we’re having a boy!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)