Archive for April, 2010

Arizona’s New Illegal-Aliens Law

Friday, April 30th, 2010

Ironically, I’m currently reading the book: The Grapes of Wrath that tells the story of displaced sharecroppers.  Forced out of their farmlands in Okalahoma, they move west to California, and the reception they got may predict the sort of welcome that migrants might get in Arizona as a result of this new law.  “We don’t want your kind here.  We will detain you if we so desire, and you ain’t got nothin’ to say about it.  So go back where you came from.  Oakies!”  As in the book, this 21st century law would seem to give the police too much leeway to willfully persecute innocent people, without much accountability.  It’s a cheap way to solve a complicated problem of humanity; kind of like the death penalty.  You know?  I oppose it because it undermines the very liberties that America’s supposed to stand for; the very reason the Mexicans want to come here.  Like the sojourners in The Grapes of Wrath, I wonder just how disappointed today’s migrants are when they get here and find out that America really is not so much  “the land of the free” as the international propaganda led them to believe?  I wonder.

Tom Hesley

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Sinners Are Much More Fun

Tuesday, April 13th, 2010
My favorite lyric in that song  Only The Good Die Young  by  Billy Joel, was “Catholic girls start much too late.” Even in 1978, the irony in that sentence was clear; for I knew some Catholic girls who were, um, shall we say, always LATE on Sundays, but quite EARLY every other day. :-) But shame on you for corrupting that innocent girl, and making less tardy than she would have remained, if not subjected to your “bad influence.”
 
Therein lies the irony — such institutions insist that their female parishioners, “start [WAY] late” against their natural tendencies. So the girls end up living a double life in order to, on the one hand, keep the elders happy, but on the other, to satisfy their biological desires for love to put it mildly. Then, they risk being dubbed as hypocrites.

Or, when eventually they openly resist doctrine, and angrily emerge from that closet in the church with vengence, they quickly acquire that bad reputation that Virginia’s parents feared for her. I so love when that happens; when judgmental parents, as their comeuppance for their harshness, are forced to watch in agony, as their daughters “blossom” in the opposite manner than they hoped.

No, I’m sure they said no prayers for you; except to request that you burn in hell. :-)

Tom Hesley