“Tell me anymore of your sweet little lies and I’ll sic Woody Woodpecker on your woody ass” Picking up on the theme of my previous post concerning the role that facts play, or more to the point, don’t play, in the poisoned narratives that infect the Wingnutosphere, Digby draws our attention to an article posted over the weekend in the …
“And the patch of sky was no bigger than a grain of sand held out at arm’s length.”
Note: We’re having a weird WP problem with our latest posts. If you don’t see a picture here, you wont be able to tell us— because comments stopped working too. —FRACK! If the Borg ever show up on our planet, Urantia, seeking to absorb intelligent life into their corporate, hive like mind, our best chance of survival is to offer …
This post started out as a reply to Terry’s response to my previous post: Is BP’s Oil Volcano An Extinction Level Event (ELE). There he takes exception to Dr. Gregory Ryskin‘s account of the ELE that occurred some 251 million years ago ( mya), comparing it to the account given in The Urantia Book in Paper 59 titled: “THE MARINE-LIFE …
As the decades rolled by, one president after another, starting with Woodrow Wilson, found they were impotent to get a simple proclamation honoring fathers through the U.S. Congress.
It is with no small amount of exasperation, anger, and sorrow of soul that I observe a few obscenely wealthy corporate oil executives have taking a huge defecation in the oceans of the world.
“Consider the [orchids], how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin; yet I say to you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these. If God so clothes the grass of the field, which is alive today and tomorrow is cut down and cast into the fire, how much more shall he clothe …
