I've heard that for years. When I meet someone who has successfully stopped paying income tax and shows me how do do it free of charge, I'm on board.
Until then, I'm not going to buy any book that tells me how to stop paying taxes.
Mike.
section 861:
the law they hope you never read
by: william a. shields
I've heard that for years. When I meet someone who has successfully stopped paying income tax and shows me how do do it free of charge, I'm on board.
Until then, I'm not going to buy any book that tells me how to stop paying taxes.
Mike.
my uncle oliver passed this past weekend.
he was my step-dad's grandfather's brother.
(does that make him my great or great-great uncle?).
Thanks y'all for your kind words. I haven't seen Uncle Oliver in a good 11 years at least.
Yeah he was one of the "old school" Witnesses, that's for damn sure! Unk could have cared less if the end was 1975 or 2975. Made no difference to him, all he cared about was that the bible told him to do what he was doing. Along the way he had some laughs. We had some laughs. And he was happy.
Boy did we have some laughs!
Unk didn't give too many public talks. He'd start with the Society's outline but never ended with it. The man had many years on the Society's writers and light-years more experience in life. True they had more people skills than he did but that didn't stop him. When Unk met a woman at the door in service he called her "lady" as in "Hey lady...". And if she were a hot chick, boy did he get flustered! His presentation went right in the toilet and he just said whatever he could think of. "Hey lady! uh......"
His most memorable public talk was also one of his last. He tried going into this illustration that wasn't in the outline. Tried to relate a story about <not exact words> "uh, y'all know that little critter that climbs trees, all little and furry and gathers nuts, CHIMPUNK! yeah that's it, chimpunk". And then went on to talk about chimpunks. Everyone was snickering but he kept right on talking about chimpunks. Finally my grandmother, his neice, yells up out of the audience "IT'S CHIP-MUNKS, OLIVER!!!" He says "yeah, chipmunks" and smiles and keeps on with the chimpunk thing. My mom and I lost it for the rest of the meeting, especially when my dad drew a little sketch of a chipmunk with a mohawk and earring.
After that public talk, we had the song before the wt study. Back then the Kingdom Melodies were on actual vinyl. I was running the record player. Unk comes and stands at the back of the hall, right in front of the record player, and starts getting into the song. And of course during his singing, his elbow lands right on the record. "SCRATCHGRINDWHAM!" Everyone stops singing and turns to stare. I'm frantically trying to get the record started again, wrestling his elbow off it, and he just keeps right on singing. And smiling because he thinks everyone is listening to him sing.
I still laugh when I see a chipmunk because the first thing I think of is "chimpunk".
Mike.
my uncle oliver passed this past weekend.
he was my step-dad's grandfather's brother.
(does that make him my great or great-great uncle?).
I think we helped tear down an old railroad station for the lumber to enable the Perry congregation to build thier new KH
Pretty close Danny. I think that would have been Fort Valley.
Mike.
361 days!
Mike.
i don't think she has posted this yet.
mulan called me yesterday afternoon to tell me her dad had suffered a stroke.
i did talk to my dad last night and he seemed to think that grandpa was going to be ok. i had a birthday party with nine little girls all afternoon and was completely out of touch as a result.. i think she could use a hug, don't you?.
{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{Mulan}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}
Love,
Mike.
in fact, it is very, very soon.
my jw honey came back from the meeting with this earth-shattering announcement.
he is prancing around the house with this new-found knowledge that i have not had the priveledge to hear, understand, or appreciate.. got any good comeback lines?
I'm hiding the koolaid...
Hide the rat poison too. Just get rid of that anyway. And get rid of the "sticky paper" traps too. If you must kill rats and mice, use the old spring-loaded traps. Kills 'em quick and much more humane.
What were we talking about again?
Oh yeah!
The end is near. So is that big whatever that's supposed to destroy all life on earth as we know it. Maybe the old farts in Brooklyn came across that website. Look y'all, you gotta think before you post stuff like that. To a lot of Witnesses the internet is still a very new thing. They'll believe whatever they read, you know that!
Mike.
can't find the original post, so here it is again: .
"we, the sensible people of the united states, in an attempt to help everyone get along, restore some semblance of justice, avoid any more riots, keep our nation safe, promote positive behavior, and secure the blessings of debt free liberty to ourselves and our great-great-great- grandchildren, hereby try one more time to ordain and establish some common sense guidelines for the terminally whiny, guilt-ridden, delusional and other liberal bed-wetters.
we hold these truths to be self-evident: that a whole lot of people are confused by the bill of rights and are so dim that they require a bill of no rights.
Somehow I knew healthcare would dominate this thread.
Healthcare costs are way too high. Why? Because insurance companies are involved. You want incompetence? Quit picking on doctors and start looking at the idiots who pay them.
Insurance companies have way too much power in this country over EVERYTHING. Insurance companies have acquired the power to regulate our lives, almost every aspect. They tell us which doctors we can go to, and depending on the plan the doctor may not even want to see us because he/she doesn't want to deal with our insurance company. They tell the doctor how much they'll pay for a procedure, they even sometimes tell the doctor how to treat us and what he/she can or can't prescribe.
Yes I know that the way insurance companies act is only a reaction to how litigious people are. People sue for anything. We as a society need to just quit looking for free rides and ways to get rich without hard work.
Mike.
us accumulates evidence of irans nuclear violations.
debkafile special report.
june 16, 2003, 4:47 pm (gmt+02:00).
Just saw on the Weather Channel. Long-range forecast for Iran: cloudy and 10,000 degrees.
Yeah, let's go ahead and leave Iran alone. Let a bunch of radical fundamentalist Muslims build a nuclear arsenal. I'm sure Israel won't mind either.
Mike. (don't say I didn't warn you!)
i think this is my first debatable topic.
for anyone who has experimented with recreational drugs or who knows about someone who has how do you think they can change you for the better as well as for the worse?
i know a few ways in which they really changed me, i was very shy and never felt compfortable around people until i had my first experience and felt totally unhibited around a room full of people (talking in retrospect) and i never forgot what that felt like - it opened my mind and i learned to become much more confident.
I see y'all talking about Ecstacy and I'll say this. Wouldn't touch it with a ten foot pole. Not unless a real medical doctor handed me a real prescription and a real pharmacy filled it. X on the street or in a club? No thanks. There's so much "fake X" out there and it's pretty dangerous stuff to be putting in your body. Folks, they're brewing this stuff up in "mobile labs" -- to borrow a term -- and making it from god-knows-what.
Not this body, thank you! I'll stick with what I know and trust.
Mike.
my uncle oliver passed this past weekend.
he was my step-dad's grandfather's brother.
(does that make him my great or great-great uncle?).
My Uncle Oliver passed this past weekend. He was my step-dad's grandfather's brother. (does that make him my great or great-great uncle?)
Official version:
Oliver Reagan was famous in Perry since the 40's for his ferocious devotion to Jehovah. Went to prison during World War II instead of compromise his personal beliefs of neutrality. Remained single for all of his 90+ years (still haven't found out exactly how old he was) in hopes of a young virgin in the New System.
Unofficial and more personal version:
"Unk" (what we called him, short for "Uncle") was truly a dying breed. I can truly tell you that I have never met a more cantankerous, ornery, aggravating person in my young life. But the man lived to be damn near a hundred, may even have hit 3 digits considering record keeping "back then", so he had to be doing something right. I loved the man and I love the man so I feel free to call him cantankerous, ornery, and aggravating. He'd probably laugh and agree with me right before going off on some tangent of his own if he were here right now.
Unk was a good Witness. One of the generation of Witnesses that this world is losing way too fast. See, he knew about the real deal when it came to persecution and just being a Witness in general. History of the Witnesses? That man lived it and made it happen. Went to prison in WW2, like I said. He was knocking on doors before our parents were even born. He was out there hopping trains in the 30's to go witness in different towns.
Then he saw his generation die.
But Unk never lost his faith.
For that I give him respect and for that I give the Witnesses of his generation respect.
I love you Unk. And I'll miss you.
I'll stop because I'm crying. I'll have more to share about Uncle Oliver later on. I just can't right now.
Mike.