Reflecting on America’s Independence Day… When I was a teenager I used to write love letters. Pleading, coaxing, urging messages peppered with the blame of a lover for his misbehaving beloved. I would remind her of her honor, her virtue, her beauty, and how she was more admired and inspiring than any other; but that…
Category: Facebook Archive
These are posts that were originally posted on the Facebook page, and are archived here on this blog.
Think of it this way… You are standing on the street and you …
Think of it this way… You are standing on the street and you see a man come up to a couple and their child. He punches the husband to the ground…you do nothing…he takes out a knife…you do nothing…he cuts the man’s throat…you do nothing…he murders the child…you do nothing…he then rapes the woman in…