Sabbath Shalom! Give Shalom a Chance.

The past week, has been riddled with nervous energy,
for me. It's part of life, I understand this, and so,
I can weather storms, with a measure of optimism.

Saturdays, are my walking with Jesus days.

I long for the "peace that passeth understanding."
I yearn for inner peace, that comes from being
right with God.

My October Bible Study, is Ezekiel-Daniel. Daniel
is much briefer, by Chapter, than the other 3 major
prophets, but, Daniel, has the hardest message.

Generations have studied every word of his
concise prophecies. He is on the divine pinnacle,
of all synchronicity, of his age, and the prohecies.
In fact, to the Babylonians, he was utterly magical.
His powers were awesome, and the fact that he firmly
established these miracles, as from JHVH, created
credibility, and worship, of the God of Israel, in
the most unimaginable place, Babylon. In fact, the
mighty King of Babylon, the first prototype for the
beast, became a believer, and Daniel overcame nations,
through his faith, and God's use of him, as the Prince
of Judah, serving a foreign King.

Daniel is a lifetime study, and I always feel like I
am only scratching the surface. He is the next closest man
of righteousness, to Christ. None of the other Prophets,
or Founding Fathers, other than Enoch, had possessed
perfection, to the degree that Daniel is portrayed.
He is also a figure of Christ, and a blood relative
to Jesus, as a Prince of Judah, great-great grandson
of King David.

There is no flaw in Daniel.

His mighty faith, converted the King of Babylon,
Nebuchadnezzar, who was like a Hitler, to the
Jews. He won over the King of the Medes, and the King
of Persia, too.

That's why it bothers me, that modern Iran, is set
to destroy Israel. Persia, was one of the greatest
empires on Earth, and Persians, were very respected,
in the biblical culture. The King of Persia, in
Daniel's later years, was like the Messiah, or Moses,
to the Hebrew nation, too, taking them from captivity,
and funding their reestablishment in Israel. Cyrus spent
millions, to restore the Hebrew Temple. His name is
holy, and esteemed, in the Old Testament. Not every
Persian king was friendly, but, Queen Esther, married
to the King of Persia, was able to persuade him, to
be kind to the Jews, so, Persia, always came around
to kinship, with the Hebrews. If only that would
happen today!

Nothing is impossible. The Ayatollahs may have Iran
by the short hairs, but, maybe a coup, could restore
the grace to Iran, the same as Israel. I believe God
will bless Persia, in the end, for the sake of Cyrus,
and all the good Persian, and Iranian people. I've
had dear friends, who were Iranian, as well.

In Babylon, Daniel, became the highest civilian
position of leadership, next to the King, equivalent,
to Prime Minister. This is an extraordinary feat.
He never once comprimised, either, or served the
gods of the Babylonians, instead, being such a
good example of the strength of JHVH, the God
of Israel, that there were many conversions,
even without his need to prostelytize.


Chapter 10 in "Daniel," is best, when linear, with
"Book of Revelations," along with other latter day
prophecies, like the last chapters of Zechariah,
and Ezekiel.

When Alexander, the Great, conquered the Middle East,
he was shown Daniel's writings, and stunned, by the
prophecies, about him, over a hundred years before.
He asked to see the Oracle of the Jews, and paid respect,
for Daniel, the man of God, continued to awe, each
generation, for over 2 centuries.

So, now, for maybe the 100th time, in my life,
I tackle Daniel. I've read the commentaries,
from the great Matthew Henry, to more obscure
analyses, but, each time, in the end, it's like
finding buried treasure.

In Chapter 10, Daniel is brought to the River Hiddekel,
in Babylon, when he saw the glorious sight, of one of the
messengers, of our LORD, accompanying the Archangel
Michael. He is told that it is Michael, who is the Prince
of Israel, a hard saying. The angel prince of Persia, is
also a righteous Angel. In Isaiah, and Ezekiel, we
learn that the Angelic principalities of Babylon, and Tyre,
(Representing Lebanon,) was Lucifer.

That's why the endgame, involves the same kingdoms, in
Israel, Babylon, Persia, and Lebanon. I embarked on
this study, to try to glean understanding of the times
we are now in.

The Book of Daniel, was considered a "closed book" in
Judaism, until after the birth of the Messiah, in
Bethlehem. Then, the interpretations, began to come
alive. Daniel has the most to say about our times,
however, and it should be a joyful burden, to discover
his secrets.

I pray for the wisdom, that comes from God, to help
me to understand the divine nuances, peppered throughout
Daniel, so, I can feel less afraid, when the nations
prepare for the final battle. It was all told to us,
from the beginning, that this would happen. The fact
that it is, brings me tremendous hope, that Jesus,
will also return, as he promised.
http://www.blueletterbible.org/kjv/Dan/Dan010.html#top

Project Runway Finale-Spoiler

Jeffrey was exonnerated, by the show, and allowed to
show. His collection, was breathtaking.

Uli's was ethereally beautiful. Laura was tres
chic, and her aesthetic, is classic, but,
it also, underwhelmed me, probably because,
I'm not a cocktail dress type.

Michael, showed last, and he was white, to
Laura's deep black. Injected into this
opening of sterility, then, flow his colors,
tangerine, raspberry, copper, then animal
prints, glistening, and back to white.
It's an urban jungle thing. I loved his
13th number, the best, next to Jeffrey's.

I hate to say, Jeffrey, would have won in
tonight's show for me. Yet, all three,
were brilliant, in their own ways.

Brandy was there. I know she's voting for
Michael.

Next to Jeffrey, Uli blew me away. Kayne
picks Uli.

See, I'm still waiting for the winner....
It's 20 minutes to go.

So, I'll comment, on each collection, whilst
they are, fresh in my mind.

Jeffrey's collection was amazing. It was
the most original, but, I'm not over thinking,
he had help, whether, they could ever prove
that. He's got the talent, but, does he
deserve to be this year's winner? Not
for me.

So, the one, I think has the most gorgeous
collection, is Uli. It's ethereal, and
retro-Egyptian. Then again, I'm a half hour,
from Miami, and I love everything about
Uli.

I would love to have her clothes on me,
that's all I know, and she had the most
beautiful vision, in my eyes.

They are getting down to the nitty gritty...
Prizes...
Roadster...
Career jet fuel...
100K in cash.

The models, also receive a winning fashion
spread.

Laura Bennet, describes her collection, as
"Romantic." The beading wowwed the judges,
but, you can tell, there are some concerns...

Michael Knight, humbly recants, his inspiration,
from the 70s, mixing influences. He is the crowd
favorite, but, the IMG exec was disappointed.
Michael says it's dissappointing...

Jeffrey started with Japanese ghost stories,
and demons. His work is amazing.

Uli wanted to show other things, outside of
color.

It's clearly Uli and Jeffrey's fight.
Michael underwhelmed. Laura gave them
fatigue, with too many formals.

Commercial.

So, it's another 5 minutes, until the winning
designer. I'm rooting for Uli. Go Uli. Like
that works...

Should I call Julian, on the Left coast,
and be a spoiler, no, that would be mean...
But, I think Uli is going to win, if i
cheer for her...
I'll say Uli...> is the winner. Uli. ULI!
ULI! ULI!

Uli!
Here we go, this is it:
Michael- OUT...
Heidi says, "You need time to mature."

Laura, is next.
Heidi says, "you created an equisitely created collection,
but, it was too limited."

Now, I am really rooting for Uli.. Uli..

Two left... Uli...Uli...Uli...

Jeffrey- Your collection showed your range...
Uli- You pushed yourself..made a beautiful
collection...

Congratuations Jeffrey. You are the winner
of Project Runway.

He did have an awesome collection.

They chose the right guy, I guess. But, I
wanted Uli to win.

This was a dazzling display of raw talent!
Congratulations Jeffrey, and Project Runway.
Great season.








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Cat chat and cute animations..This and that, before sleepzzzzzzz

I like collecting pretty gifs,
and animations, obviously.

They annoy many of my friends,
but, I can't help myself.

I aspire to make cute animations, and admire good executions.
I wish I could do them, as well. Oh well. I'd also like to
make the blog look better, but, I can't get the knack.


My cats, are on my laundry, right now. Just the fresh
scent, sends them, on a skither..is that a word?...they
leap, on the fresh-scented, warm sheets, like a starving cat,
leaps on a tunafish.

I'm watching, "West Side Story." I just ordered a bunch
of great shows, for my dad, but, I'm loving watching it,
now.

Here's some cute animated gifs, that I've uploaded, and
can't wait to find a way use them. Woops, I guess, I just did
that!

Orthodox Religions, and Homosexuality

Back in Bible School days, my pastors, and elders,
thought, I was suited, to have a ministry outreach, for
gays. This was a wealthy Presbyterian church, who funded
our Jews4Jesus chapter. They had wanted to make a Christian
home, for gay men, and women.

I thought, it was a great idea, but, I was confused, when
they wanted me, to be one of it's ministers. I am not gay,
and it seemed condescending, to have, a female heterosexual
minister, for gay men, and women.

Yet, I was anxious to be useful, and it was an honor, to
be offered a ministry outreach, of any kind, especially,
as a woman, so, I didn't ask questions.

It was eye-opening, how some gay kids, were treated, like
trash, by otherwise, middle-class, educated families. We
got them, after they were thrown out, after coming out.
It was a needed community outreach, to provide shelter,
and other caring, church support resources.

We almost lost our funding, after a gay wedding. was
performed, in our home church. It was technically,
an accident, since, we didn't know, the groom, was
another female. We still stood strong, behind the
couple, we married, because, their families accepted
the union, and it was a done deal. They had official
wedding certificates.

There were grim meetings that ensued. If I hadn't
memorized, the verses, before, I was now, fluent on
their primer, on why homosexuality, wasn't an acknowledged
doctrine, to be embraced. My defense arguments, fell flat,
and maybe, I didn't get it then, or don't get it now. Maybe,
I'm too thick.

All I am commanded to do, in Christendom, is just trust God,
beyond, my own wisdom. I believe, that he had shown me, my
gay friends didn't choose a lifestyle, out of rebellion. I
know, God didn't forsake them, either.

It's not for me to condone, or condemn. The hypocrisy of the
church, bothered me. It's not like a prison ministry, where
men and women, were seeking redemption, after having
committed crimes.

Through no fault of their own, these fellow human beings,
were considered rejects, sometimes, by their own families,
and then, the church. While feeding the body, arrogantly,
and cruelly, tells the soul, that they are depraved, and
unworthy, of the affection of a loving God.

The church doesn't recognize homosexuality. But, God, who
is perfect, does not make mistakes.

I was on a collision course, with authority, over this,
and lost my ministry, but, it was a valuable lesson, in
my own life. I learned to love, unconditionally, and question,
doctrines of my own faith, and then, to take that free fall,
and just trust God.

Only God, changes us. I pray, that he changes me,
from image, to image, of Christ. I can only pray,
he does the same, for my brother, in Christ, whether
gay, straight, or Presbyterian.

It's unfortunate, that modern Christianity, has
condemned, so many, when the study of Scripture,
should provide a more mature interpretation, of sin,
and salvation.

Christianity, has alienated many children of God,
including, many spiritually gifted, gay people,
who are made to feel unloved, and without, a home
in Christianity. This is not by the Law of God,
which provides redemption, for all men, whoever
they are.

While I deplore the double-standards, and hypocrisy,
in many churches, and denominations, at least, most
Christians, do not condemn homosexuals, to death.

Fundamentalism Islam, has a zero tolerance policy,
for homosexuality. Yet, the more taboo, homosexuality
becomes, the more, homosexuality, is practiced, by the
very people, dictating these extreme capital laws.

It's diabolical insanity, what's happening, across the
globe, in fanatical Islamo-fascist nations. They are
killing gays, like the Romans, killed the Christians.

We gawk, and squawk, at Mark Foley, the disgraced
House Speaker, who sent raunchy IMs, and emails, to
young pages. Yet, when we discover this behavior, we
don't order the young page, to be stoned, shot, beheaded,
or hung, like they are doing in Iraq, Iran, and other
strict societies, throughout Islam.

Extreme taboos, always inflame the libido. While the
"Book of Romans," Paul's greatest epistle, has been used
to condemn homosexuals, the Apostle, has many stern words,
to all of us, who behave, carelessly, without true affections.
In the end, all of us, who are born, with a carnal human nature,
are equally condemned, without the cloak of Christ, who is our
righteousness, and whose blood, paid for our redemption.

Most people, who have lived in, or experienced, didactic,
totalitarian theocratic Islamic cultures, report, that
homosexuality, is everywhere, a common practice, between men,
in a society, where women, are despised, and whose spirits,
are snuffed. They do not respect human rights. Why can't
the civilized world, so called, discuss this, until it's
too late?

This is by no means, a hidden practice. More insidiously,
Islamic countries, utilize young boys, as the object of
sexual release. Yet, inspite of these rapes, young homosexuals,
are murdered, perhaps to silence a witness, to their own
homosexuality?

If a young boy, who, has been molested, is discovered, they are
not pitied, but, murdered! Where are the human rights activists,
screaming about this? This terrorized population of children,
and men, have no civil rights!

It is a conundrum, of hypocrisy, and atrocity. It begs us,
to consider, why a culture, with open homosexuality, and
pederast practices, like in many Islamic societies, then punish
homosexuals, and the young victims of molestation, with cruel
death? It is the maddest hypocrisy.

It is far more grievous, than the mistakes, Christianity makes,
in presuming, heterosexuality, is more righteous, than desire
towards the same sex. It is a tragic error to presume, especially,
to the extremes. The truth is, homosexuals are being slaughtered,
in the Islamo-fascist empires, now ruling.

There is vast documentation, concerning the increasing
purges, throughout the Jihadist occupation, and precise
accounts of the murders of gays, increasing, in Iraq.

What are we doing there, if now, gays are being stoned,
and beheaded? Sadam didn't behead, and stone gays. Women
could at least drive and work.

Nazi Germany, was intolerant of gays, and they suffered,
the same fate as other "undesirables" like Jews, Gypsies,
Catholics, and Christians. We're seeing a pervasive, ravenous
enemy, gaining strength, returning, and once again, the blood
from these genocides, happening today. The victims, are the
same.

Isn't it time, for all free people, to bluntly confront them,
and impeach their atrocities?!

It's time for the Church, to take responsibility, for tending
to all of God's children. We need solidarity, between gays,
Jews, Christians, and all free people, who exist
in a diversified culture.

We can't define our souls, by our sexuality. We're not animals.
We're human beings, made in God's image. God, has a place for
all of us. I accept my gay friends' professions, of love for
Christ, as being as equal, to mine, without exception. I have
not lived, a sexually pure, or sinless life, and I can't dictate
anyone's sex life. Salvation, is not contingent, upon our
sexuality. King David, King Solomon, hello? These paragons,
had thousands of concubines.

Only Christ Jesus, is the faithful groom, and true virgin. The
Angels stand before Him.

The fact that homosexuals, are being persecuted, and murdered,
for their lifestyles, is proof, for me, that they belong to God,
and to Christ, in his sufferings, for all humanity.

The philosophy, of strict Islamic fundamentalism, which
dictates murder, as social cleansing, is flawed, as we've
seen, throughout history. It dishonoes God, by killing
homosexuals, Jews, Christians, Hindus, and non-Muslims.
Christ admonished us, to conquer through love, not
slaughter, through enlightenment, not thrusting souls
into darkness.

If we don't defend the homosexuals, being killed, in Iraq,
Syria, and Iran, today, then, in time, it will be all of
us, who face their intolerant wrath. It's exactly, like
it was, with the Nazis, only worse, because, these
slave-masters, will put women, back in the Dark Ages,
and enslave the souls, of the inhabitants of Earth.

They have two mantras, coming to a country near you,
today: Convert or die. If you're a homosexual, Jew,
or Christian: JUST DIE.

Gibson is a jerk

Joan Rivers has the right idea. Gibson, doesn't need
to die, to please me, but, I wish he would be boycotted,
although, I know that won't happen.

He's a hypocrite, but, all of us are, in our own ways.
He's an antisemite, no doubt, but, most of us have our
own cultural biases, based on the fears, and prejudices
of our families.

He's just a jerk. End of story. For all his apologists,
like Robin Williams, I won't be seeing any of his work,
ever again, either. That's my perogative.

If Gibson had used the "N" word, the reaction would have
been more extreme. For a Jew, like Robin Williams, is
supposed to be, makes him, even more guilty of antisemitism,
than Gibson.

Look, Gibson is not alone, because, more people hate the Jews,
than admire them. There were undoubtedly millions of happy, and
new Mel Gibson fans, who would have never gone to his corner,
before, his tongue was loosened by alchohol.

This is hopefully, the last time, I will write that idiot's
name.

Stephen Sondheim's Sweeney Todd, and Johnny Depp

Everyone has unique cultural obsessions. One of mine,
is the simply sublime, Stephen Sondheim.

None of my friends can quite grasp this. My family can,
because, my parents, introduced me to his music, at a
young age. Their great appreciation, for his work,
transferred to me, through osmosis, in the womb, and
it's etched, on strands, of RNA, woven intricately,
into every cell, of my physical existence. Mystically,
it's mixed into the plasma, of my ethereal soul's
elusive substance.

Only, other Sondheim fanatics, can appreciate, this
affection, and ecstatic devotion. I feel blessed, that
he is with us, right now, on the planet, breathing
the same air, exposed to the same realtime. It's like
having Mozart still around...

His music, and lyrics, reach deeper, than even most
of the great classical composers. While I have an
ecclectic taste in music, Sondheim, illuminates all the
nooks and crannies, of what music, does to light up my
essential existence. I can't adequately describe how the
melodies, and poetry, of this genius, inspires me.

If I could have one wish, it would be to spend an hour
in the park, with Stephen, playing games, or just breathing
the same air, and celebrating being alive with him, in his
presence.

Another famous person, I'd like to meet, and thank, for
his work, is Johnny Depp. It's true, that he's one of the
most handsome men, on the planet, but, he is also, a
mesmerizing performer, transforming every role into
something memorable.

If the planet were to continue, for 200 years, (which isn't
likely,) people in the 2200s, would still be appreciative,
towards these great men, we are blessed to have with us, in
our generation.

Sondheim will certainly achieve the status of Tchaikovsky,
Beethoven, Bach, (along with McCartney®/Lennon, of course! )
I think Johnny Depp, would also still be legendary, considered,
the greatest actor, of all time.

It's possible, that I've seen everything, that Depp has been
in. Even, when the films, don't score high praises, his
performances, are always memorable. His range of versatility,
is astonishing.

I hated the film, "Charlie and the Chocolate Factory,"
yet, I saw it twice. The unique quality that he possesses,
is most enticing, when, this beautiful man, transforms into
freak characters, with realistic depth. I don't know
of anther actor, who can achieve this level, in his art.

Unfortunately, I really thought, "Charlie and the Chocolate
Factory," was horrible, beyond belief, with that inane retro
set, and bizarre Dickensian themes, superimposed upon a
pseudo-contemporary time-frame. It didn't work. Yet, Depp,
was compellingly cloying, and creepy, just like Michael Jackson,
dipped in white chocolate. Wait, Michael Jackson is white, isn't he?
I don't know how Depp does it, or can bring such complexity
to every character.


I was overjoyed, to learn that Depp,is going to be starring,
in the movie version, of "Sweeney Todd," Sondheim's magnum opus.
I think it won more Tony's, than any other show.

Out of all of Sondheim's great works, there's something
special about "Sweeney Todd," that's achieved cult status
with Sondheim lovers, like myself.

I've seen the Broadway musical, live, seven different times,
from when I was very young. My parents saw the first run of
the show, in Philadelphia, before, it was even on Broadway.
They said, it was spectacular and the reaction, from the audience,
was explosive. The roar of "BRAVO!" rang through the air, for
ten straight minutes. It did with every production, I've
seen, since then, as well.

dark masterpiece.

The reason, I am discussing this, right now, is because,
I just ordered another copy of, "Sweeney Todd," the 1979
Broadway version, with Angela Lansbury, and George Hearn.
I've worn out my last tape. I'm watching it right now,
trying to see Johnny Depp in the lead role, and it works for
me!

I just cannot WAIT until the film is released, later
in 2007.

I do have some fears, however. Tim Burton is directing
the movie, and I don't think, he is consistent. When
he hits the mark, it's a bullseye, but, when he misses,
it's pathetic. Then again, even the great Sondheim, has
had "flops," too.

It makes me nervous, considering, how much I hated,
"Charlie and the Chocoalte Factory," though.

Then again, Burton, has excelled, in the past, in this
similar type of quirky film noir. He has a kindred spirit,
to Sondheim. Like Sondheim, his signature, are those
intoxicating layers, of simultaneously occurring
paradoxes, cloaked in darkness and light, sweetness
and bittersweet, with the range of beauty, from grotesque,
to heavenly.

That's the greatest gift, that Sondheim has, to serve
a symphony of light, or paint a canvas of complementary
shades of darkness, punctuated by laser-like pinholes
of light, like stars in a clear, dark sky.

This production, of "Sweeney Todd," starring Depp, directed
by Burton, has tremendous potential, for perfect alchemy.

It could be one of the most substantial film, in years.
I am praying, that Burton stays true to the spirit, of the
original stage play, and music, without comprimising, or
injecting anything more avante-garde, than that which has
already been established, by Sondheim, and the original
productions.

I've heard different actresses thrown about, for
the important role of Mrs. Lovett, including Meryl
Streep, and Helena Bonham Carter. I can't understand
why Patti Lapone hasn't been mentioned, since, she's
been the latest star to revise the role on Broadway,
and she was marvellous! I would prefer Meryl Streep
to win the part, because, I see how she could do it
justice. She has a really great singing voice, like
Angela Lansbury, and the same genius for comedic
touches. That's why I can't see Helena Bonham Carter.
I think she'd be dreadful in this part, although,
I like her, as an actress.

Patti Lapone, was great, in the latest stage version.
She was the original "Evita." As long as Madonna doesn't
get the Mrs. Lovett role, like she did, with Evita, I know,
I will see the movie 100 times!

While, Madonna has not been mentioned, thank GOD,
it still worries me, alot.

The problem with filming a show, of this magnitude,
is that if they miscast it, it will be a crime, not
only against one of the greatest musicals, in the 20th
Century, but, against one of our national treasures,
and greatest composers of our modern age. I am anxious
to know, who will play the female lead, though. Depp
is going to be magnificent, I think, although, I'm
not sure how his singing will match up. This musical
requires really competent operetta vocals, otherwise,
it will be a flop. Hopefully, Stephen Sondheim, will
not let anyone crucify one of his greatest stage pieces.

I hope Mr. Sondheim, is well, and stays with us, for many
years to come. While he is not as prolific, as he once was,
I cherish him, whatever he does. He is a modern day Shakespeare,
to me. His work will continue, until the last generation
on Earth. If we're that generation, I am greatful, his
music, and vision, was part of the climax of human history.
He represents the best, of the best, in my opinion.

The New Essential A -List Fashion Accessory

Speaking of fashion, I'm always fashion backwards.
When I had a chihuahua, the "in" pets, were Great Danes,
and Pyrenees. The bigger, the better, back then. I was
the subject of snickers, for having a "pet rat."

So declasse', when I did it...

Of course, if I looked like Paris Hilton, and had her
fashion forward genius, I wouldn't have resembled a
migrant worker, with a rat, peeking out of my tacky,
"Ross's Dress For Less," vinyl handbag.

That's why she's glamorous, rich and famous, and I'm
obscure, poor, and invisible. I don't have the charisma,
it takes, for anyone to notice me, even, if I painted my
face bright green. When I wear a style, it's out, the
next minute.

I admire Paris, for her stylishness, and making pets, "in,"
because, she has, also increased animal awareness, and that's
a good thing.

As sincere, as I think, she is, in her pet advocacy,
the parade, of designer-clad, copycats, who, stuff
their Fendi's, with well-groomed, dressed up, toy dogs,
and other exotics, seems to be inspired, mainly, by
being fashion slaves.

Let's face it, it's fashionable, to have near-fatal eating
disorders, along with, ubiquitous, small expensive animals,
in costumes, that cost more, than my wedding gown did.

Yet, fashion, needs to be, constantly in motion, to exist.
The ironic successor, to the designer pooch, this season,
is the pet orphaned African infant.

For those who can't afford the cost, of flying to
Africa, and bribing, the right corrupt, government
officials, to achieve, instant gratification, and
maximum publicity, during Fashion Week, may I suggest,
going to South-Central LA, or any inner-city, and
becoming, a mentor, to a disadvantaged American kid?
Not only would these truly needy kids benefit, but,
they can go to awards ceremonies, and be photographed,
with the family, on vacation, in St. Tropez.

I challenge hip, A-List denizens, to consider this,
even if these little black kids, are not Africans,
but, African-Americans.

Then again, I thought of it, so, it must be dorky.

The main reason, this pet African mud-hut infant, is suddenly
chi-chi, is that, Angelina Jolie, the ultimate chic chick,
and the biggest superstar, of our era, initiated it. This
woman, who could easily be, the most beautiful woman, in
human history, also, has a compassionate spirit, and tender
heart, for children, that is genuine. That's why, on her,
it looks magnificent, and begs, to be copied.

When she, adopted African children, it complemented, her
altruism, selfless charity, and activism, as, an Ambassador
for Unicef.

Her persona, while larger than life, is enhanced, by a
a humble spirit. Like Paris, true to her animal passions,
Angie's style caught on, because, it is an innate accessory,
to her own inimitable humanity.

The new fad, being picked up, by former trendsetters, like
80s pop-diva, Madonna, is far less palatable, though. While
the lady, can still pack stadiums, let's face it, she's no
Gwen Stefani.

To compete, she needs to, constantly, whip up new props.

After brilliantly succeeding, in offending millions,
of devout world Christians, mocking the crucifixion,
on a blue tile cross, that looked like the floor,
of a Men's Room toilet, she needed, a new News gig.
The desecration of a sacred symbol, was back in August.
You can't wear summer accessories, after Labor Day, duh.
As a fashion leader, you must keep up, season, after
grueling season, no matter what!

It must be infuriating, to have to work, so hard, these
days, for new things, to get in the News, cluttered, with
droning blather, about Korea, China, and Iran, destabilizing
a world, ready to go up in puffs of nuclear smoke...and
Brangelina...yada..yada..

Hanging on a cross, at 50, will only take you so far...

She tried to pay tens, of millions, of dollars, to go up to
space, and be seen, as....as...To be SEEN. For some inexplicable
reason, the Space Station, refused her offer. Huh?

Inspite, of that disappointment, she isn't doing too
badly. She's still scored, two consecutive, spot-on hits,
for maximum News coverage.

When she was younger, and sexy, she could do things like wear
pointy bras, and squat, naked, over a mirror, and sell the images,
as "art." They caused seismic ripples, back then.

That was then, and this is now.

Please, don't go squatting naked, anymore, Madonna...
That's all we ask.

As a clever prognosticator, of trends, she figured out,
two sure winners. Naturally, it's fashionable, to despise
all Christians, while mocking, the cross of their Savior,
Jesus Christ. Of course, she knew, her despicable blasphemy,
of something profoundly sacred, to many devout people, appealed,
to the media, so, she got her needed mileage, and attention:
"LOOK AT ME! LOOK AT ME!!! I'm squatting on the cross of Jesus.
.... AGAIN!"

But, unless, the world, would presume to think she's
a mean, ungodly, insensitive bitch, (ya think?!) she
needed a new look, and right accessory, for Fall, to soften,
any negativity, caused, by her blatant sacrilege.

By dressing up, as the compassionate "Madonna," mother, to
the motherless, mud hut dwellers, she brilliantly, slipped,
this new look on, in the tony color, of fashion forward
jet-setters! Black infants are in. Latino, and Asian orphans,
after all, are so 1990s.

In 1996, I tried to adopt a black baby, abandoned, at my
hospital. A belligerent, black social worker, practically
mobilized NAACP demonstrations, outside my home. How dare I
deprive this child, of color, their proud natural heritage?
(Being the child of a crack addict? whatever.) Because,
I was a jew, it was more reprehensible, it always is.

Needless, to say, I was fashion-backwards, once again. I was
denied my kid. Being a nobody, and a fashion nerd, is my curse.

The innest new pet, like last season's exotic, and darling,
kinkajoo, made wildly trendsetting, by the charismatic
Paris Hilton, is the pet mud hut orphan. Now, everyone wants
one of them!


What better outfit, could Madonna put on, than a darling,
motherless pet mud hut baby, slung over, her Stella McCartney?
Add some super-sized big sunglasses, with skinny black pants,
and voila! She doesn't even need to pay 20 million to fly to
space. She's on the News, all over the planet, usurping Angie,
who gets far too much coverage, on a daily basis! What nerve!

Oh well, at least, it's funny as hell, to watch this
latest act of desperation, from a fatuous, vain old fool.
Becoming a new mom, at 50, without an egg left, in the
chamber, is the new youth-enhancer, better than botox,
and so fashionably chic!

Madonna is actually ok, other than being a total joke.
She's going to be that Gloria Swanson character, Norma Desmond,
in "Sunset Blvd," squatting naked, over something, at 80..

"I'm ready for my close-up, Mr. Scorcese."

Anna Nicole's "other lawyer" quits... This stinks more and more and MORE!

I have been suspicious, of the bizarre events,
transpiring, in the sordid Anna Nicole spectacle.

Now, her civil attorney, has quit, in mid-stream,
even, forfeiting an opportunity, for an eventual
huge payday, especially, considering, her assets,
in the event, that she finally wins, her senile
old husband's money.

It's peculiar, how people close to Anna, turn up dead,
and like she has done, in her son's death, she profits.

You'd think, that the $400,000, she got for Danny's last pics,
would be enough to bury the kid. That's the least, blood money
can buy, isn't it?

Instead, his neglected corpse, lies waiting for burial,
rotting, unloved, and disrespected, by the absense of
any perceptible mourning, or service, to honor him.
That would be a downer, and nasty Anna, must have fun,
fun, fun. Funerals are party poopers, man.

Besides, she doesn't look unhappy, does she? Daniel is dead.
She's made heaps of money. She is thin, after having a baby.
She must feel like a goddess. She wants the world to admire
her, as she poses for pictures, frolicking in white, in
the ocean waves. Oh, to be so carefree...

She is industrious, at least, selling photo-ops, dressed
in virginal white, which is offensive, in her case. We all
mourn differently, but, this smelly creature, is not in mourning,
at all. She is partying, in glitter and white! She is profiting!
She got away, without, any accountability, protected, and out of
reach, of American jurisprudence, or drug tests, for herself, and
baby.

I wonder how much, she insured, poor Danny's life for,
to make her appear, so giddy? Not bad, for white trailer
trash. Whoopee! She can buy more gawdy bling-bling. That's
all that seems to matter, not, human beings. Certainly, not
Danny, lying, in cold storage, in the morgue, for weeks, being
eaten by maggots, while, his party-animal mum, parties hard, on
her fabulous yacht, "Margueritaville."

While, it is not unusual, for a man, in his 90s, to die,
like, her former husband, of two seconds, did, how about
the convenient death, of her nemesis, her stepson, the
main rival, for his dad's hundreds, of millions? He didn't
deserve a dime, I guess. He didn't have humongous fake boobies,
and walk around naked. She earned it. He was her best trick.

How fortunate, for Anna, when, he dropped dead, too,
(just like Daniel,) shortly after, the Supreme Court,
paved the way, for her to stake her claim, without anyone
coming between her, and her dead husband's estate, and
mountains of money.

Even more disturbing, is that dirt-bag "lawyer," fake
hubby, Howard Stern, who is so morally bereft, too, that,
the foul-mouthed shock jock, with the same name, is probably
ashamed. What a crappy deal, claiming paternity, under Bahama's
peculiar laws, by conducting, a fake wedding, and declaring himself,
the legal dad.

There's never been two "people" who deserve eachother more...

Of course, this was staged, to keep the girl, from the real father,
who might actually love the little girl, not exploit, and profit,
from her, like they are doing, with Daniel's death, making
a mockery, of losing his life, at 20.

Everyone, with eyes can see, she is unfit, to tend to a
guppy, let alone, a helpless baby! No wonder, her civil
lawyer, cut her off, before that stench of death, and
corruption, clings to him.

She made another cool million, selling pictures, of her fake
wedding, on the party animal boat, dressed in a tight white dress,
showing off her fake boobs, busting out of them. She looked like an
obscene cartoon parody.

This abomination, of a mother, stinks to heaven, and she smells,
like hell, with the stank, of rotting flesh, sulfuric flames, and
rotten eggs, emanating from, her sun-tanned flesh, her heart of stone,
circulating blood, ice cold. She's a serpent, painted pink.

What did Danny die of? Methodone combo? Where did he get
it, and did he know, he even took it? The crooked pathologist,
Cyril Wecht, indicted, this year, for almost a hundred different
felonious counts, was paid well, to say, Danny died of drug
interaction, without foul play. Maybe he died of drugs, but,
who gave them to him, and why didn't anyone notice he was dead,
in this woman's bed, until, it was too late?

If you, or I, had this MO, we'd be condemned, I guarentee
you! So, I condemn this wretched creature, Anna Nicole.
If you're a celebrity, today, you play by your own rules,
though.

Of course, this is only my opinion. May God have mercy on her
wretched soul. She can still be redeemed, but, a good start
would be to bury Daniel, and act like a mother, bereaved,
not a college girl, on vacation, in a "Girls Gone Wild"
video.

She can buy her way out of trouble, especially, in a
banana republic, where, she is reported to have bribed.
to make her a citizen, ahead of their protocol, for non-famous
people's citizenship.

She can sure spread her blood money, as easily, as she spreads
her demonic legs, but, she cannot pass the smell test. Her
behavior, requires scrutiny, and the dead bodies, around her,
cry for justice, and for BURIAL.

Larry Birkhead, claims, the succubus, is drug addicted,
which makes sense. "Trimfast baby?" More like, cocaine,
heroine, and METHADONE, BAYBEE...

Tragically, that little baby, may be suffering, from
withdrawl, not from Trimfast. This may be the curse,
of being grown, in her hellish womb. The slut's drugs,
may have spun her out, before, her first breath. No
innocent child, should start out life, with so many
strikes against her, or be forced to be a captive to,
this morally repulsive being, suckling, narcotic-tainted
milk, from those revoltingly humongous, fake titties.

Please, Lord God, who sees all, bring to the light, the
real story. Don't let the wicked, dance on the graves, of
the innocent. Let someone, at least, claim poor Danny boy,
and give him a decent burial, not a mercenary photo op.

May God forgive me, too, for wanting to scratch off, her plastic
face, and punch her fake balloons, so hard, they come out, her
backside, like two camel's humps. I do not see a mother, at all,
hidden, in that mass of wrapped plastic, just a hideous, and
heinous demon.

Michelle Gardner Quinn

This shining face, belongs to 21 year old Michelle
Gardner-Quinn, a senior at the University of Vermont,
She was last seen in the downtown area of Burlington,
VT. Police believe her disappearance is suspicious.

If she is still living, I pray that God gives her strength,
to endure her ordeal. I pray that whoever took her, will
have compassion on this beautiful, young lady, and set her
free.

Please Lord, by your infinite mercy, bring about a miracle,
for your glory. Keep her loved ones, under the shadow of
your wings of mercy.

B'HaShem Y'hashuwa Meschiach. Barak Hashem Adonai.

She's BACK! Bug-eyed, Butt-ugly," Runaway Bride," Jennifer Wilbanks, Wants More Money, AND More Attention! Surprise, Surprise!!!

In May 2005, Jennifer Wilbanks, a selfish, crazed,
pop-eyed grifter, from Georgia, staged her own "kidnapping,"
which caused a worldwide freak show, to ensue. She claimed
the stress from her lavish, $100,000 upcoming wedding,
unnerved her. Some actually bought that, until her
true colors became more obvious.

When she, ran out of money, on her cross-country
odyssey, she called home, saying, a Hispanic man, and
woman kidnapped her, cut her hair, and then raped her.
This was hard to believe, as spooky, as she was, with
those crazed eyes, and psycho-killer expressions.

For the tremendous expense, the Duluth PD, spent
for overtime, and for lying to an officer, Jennifer,
had to pay a tiny penalty, and work community service
hours. She never took responsibility, or apologized, to
the people who searched, or expressed remorse, for
her shameful deception.

Being a crooked thief, she naturally kept all the
wedding, and engagement gifts, from her S-I-X bridal
showers, from her 600 invited guests, who never even
had a single slice of cake! Instead, she sought refuge,
in a pricey mental hospital.

This event, set off a pop-culture phenomenon,
starring, Jennifer, as the jumping off point,
for thousands of EBAY sales, like this one,
parodying the Mother Mary, found on toast...

Crime seemed to pay, when, Katie Couric, who, is
nearly as loathsome, interviewed her, on primetime
TV. Judith Regan, arranged this, through her media
empire, paying the pathetic ex-bride-to-be, $500,000,
for her story. It was a disheartening spectacle !!

Here's scum-sucking Jennifer, returning home, with an afghan
over her vile face, which was actually an improvement!

Then, her seemingly milquetoast fiancee, John, lovingly,
took her ugly bony butt back, saying, "We all have troubles,
don't we?" The stunned public started to hate him, equally.

What was most infuriating, was how it was another example,
of bad people, getting away with their misdeeds, checking
into rehab, to avoid personal responsibility. To then, cash
in, on felonious misbehavior, outraged even those, who were
originally on-the-fence, or sympathetic to her.

She cost Duluth, over 100K, in overtime, and police expenses.
Did she even donate a penny, of her $500,000, to the Duluth
PD, for her penance? (Rhetorical question..)

A year, and a half later, as repulsive as ever, she is suing,
her formerly jilted fiancee, John Mason, because, he invested
the $500,000, in a home, in HIS NAME, then jilted her!
Hahah! ROTFLMAO! The crook, was swindled, in the end, by
the man, whom she disgraced, from the beginning. It is
truly divine justice! It's sooooooo sweet!

John, kicked the skank to the curb, and Miss Thang, is
livid, demanding her "fair" share, for the value of the
house, bought with the 1/2 million dollar blood money. She
is also demanding petty things, like a vacuum cleaner, a
ladder, and a sofa. What's completely unbelievable, is her
hubris in suing, for her share, of the wedding presents,
she never had the decency to return. That, alone, is
mind-boggling, under the circumstances, but, it confirms,
how depraved, this pathetic woman is.

The absolute icing, on the uneaten wedding cake, is that
she is suing John Mason, who she jilted, for $250,000 in
PUNITIVE damages! Hello? That's like a bank robber, suing
the bank, when an ink pack explodes in their face, and
they suffer burns.

It's not too surprising, that this trivial news story,
is the number one most googled, today. The world developed
utter contempt, for this woman. She created a new word in the
modern lexicon: "Attention-seeking ho'bag."

Hahaha! Sometimes, if you wait long enough, you see the
most rotten, bad guys get theirs! Eat dust, Jennifer. You
deserve nothing, you snake!



Thank you John! Thank you Jesus!
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