Posts by LDH

In our neighborhood, apparently it is know as the 'good neighborhood' for candy purposes, LOL. People from outside the neighborhood come and park their cars on the frontage/access road and walk.

I got almost 70 kids last night, I had bought the miniature boxes of jujufruits and red hot dollars. 6 bags at $6 =36, I think I can handle that. I like to give out a handful.

I have one neighbor who brings a plate of chocolate out and says, choose one!

My hubby walked our son and his friend around for 2 hours, he came home loaded to the gills. Of course he rang our doorbell too and I had to pretend not to recognize him.

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Where In Hades Is BurnTheShips?

by snowbird in

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he is conspicuous by his absence.. i so enjoy his set-to's with bek, biz, sammieswife, and 6of9.. burn, where are you, amigo?.

sylvia.

LDH

FHN that was awesome.

From David Byrne's movie 'True Stories"

Figures, I love David Byrne (talking heads)

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New understanding

by elder-schmelder in

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does anyone have any idea's on what the next new understading could be.

i think that it might be that they are going to make the 144,000 a symbolic number not a actual number.

could it be making a new date for the start of the last days?.

LDH

They said that we are "no longer living in a period covered by Chronology, but prophecy, so we must wait and see."

Translation: we, the WBTS, suck ass at predicting dates.....so now we're just going to INFER and lead you to a conclusion which we will never directly say.....That way those nasty postates can't say "See? There went another date by the wayside."

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Republicans and the "Redistribution of Wealth"

by LDH in

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blah blah blah.

http://taxprof.typepad.com/taxprof_blog/2004/09/red_states_feed.html.

that's what most posts say.

LDH

Ummmm still fading, could you follow the point? We're talking about FEDERAL aid to states.

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Did Your District Conventions Have A Meat Market?

by Jeremy C in

i was recently thinking back upon some of my unusual memories of being in the organization.

one of them was of the dodger stadium "meat market".. we used to attend our district conventions at dodger stadium in los angeles.

for those of you who arent familiar with the stadium, dodger stadium has a very large level with blue seats - which is the largest level within the stadium.

LDH

When I was 9, I got caught picking my nose through those binoculars. My older sister did not appreciate the ribbing she took about her uncool little sister. LOL That made me laugh. Thanks.

picking boogers=assembly

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Republicans and the "Redistribution of Wealth"

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blah blah blah.

http://taxprof.typepad.com/taxprof_blog/2004/09/red_states_feed.html.

that's what most posts say.

LDH

blah blah blah. http://taxprof.typepad.com/taxprof_blog/2004/09/red_states_feed.html

That's what most posts say. Republicans claim Obama is a Socialist.

Really? They don't care for Socialism, those red states? Then why are 76% of RED states receiving MORE federal aid than they pay in federal taxes?

And why are those Socialist Blue states receiving less?

Perhaps it's because the word 'socialist' can serve as a Pavlovian trigger to the lower educated, higher poverty Southern states, almost all of which are .....RED

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Wheel of Fortune - Satan's latest ploy

by sir82 in

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at the recent circuit assembly..... on saturday afternoon, there was a symposium on behavior modification "conquering the evil with the good".. along with the usual idiotic groundless assertions about the "dangers" of university education, new technology, internet porn, etc., there was this new and rather startling revelation of a subtle satanic snare that all should watch out for..... game shows!.

yes, directly in the society's outline, there was a specific and clear-cut point on the "dangers" of watching game shows on tv!

watching them could (paraphrase) "get you to thinking about how much money or prizes the contestant was winning, and then you're thinking 'boy, i'd sure like to have that new car / boat / dinette set', and that leads to materialism.".

LDH

LOL!

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Wheel of Fortune - Satan's latest ploy

by sir82 in

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at the recent circuit assembly..... on saturday afternoon, there was a symposium on behavior modification "conquering the evil with the good".. along with the usual idiotic groundless assertions about the "dangers" of university education, new technology, internet porn, etc., there was this new and rather startling revelation of a subtle satanic snare that all should watch out for..... game shows!.

yes, directly in the society's outline, there was a specific and clear-cut point on the "dangers" of watching game shows on tv!

watching them could (paraphrase) "get you to thinking about how much money or prizes the contestant was winning, and then you're thinking 'boy, i'd sure like to have that new car / boat / dinette set', and that leads to materialism.".

LDH

What a surprise!

IT was a POEM. Not a literary dissertation on the evils of game shows.

And ask yourself, who on the Governing Body or Writing Committee was subscribing to The Atlantic, and WAS SO HORRIFIED by this poem about game shows, that they had to write an article about it?

This should demonstrate to you the depths of the lows that the WBTS will go to in intellectual dishonesty.

T he poetry of Louis Edward Sissman speaks to us out of midcentury American life with all of the poise and formal elegance of W. H. Auden yet with the joie de vivre of Sissman's Harvard contemporary Frank O'Hara. Sissman was born in Detroit in 1928, sporting a "trick intellect" that soon made him a national spelling champion and one of the radio moppets on "The Quiz Kids." At the age of sixteen, already 6' 4" and 200 lbs., he entered Harvard College, his first time away from home. He found the place so intoxicating that within a year or so he had been kicked out and had taken a cooling-off job in the Boston Public Library, where he studied, among other things, the pages of The New Yorker -- not only the articles but the advertisements. In time Sissman returned to Harvard, graduated with honors in 1949 as Class Poet, married a literary and somewhat unstable woman, and started out on the postwar ordeal of the Job Search -- first in Boston, then in New York. The search ended in cordial failure in every literary profession he could imagine (proofreading, copyediting, even sales). Crumpled, he returned to Boston, his spiritual home, and before long found the advertising profession, where he was an instant and complete success. After his first marriage broke up he married again and moved to the country outside Boston, where he began to chronicle, in splendid poetic particularity, the events of his life, ordinary as they were.
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More on poets and poetry in Atlantic Unbound and The Atlantic Monthly. For the next decade, from 1964 to 1974, Sissman wrote poems (short and long, narrative and lyric, celebratory and nostalgic), mostly about the life of professional and business males in peace and war, in Boston and New York. A characteristic Sissman poem is written in blank or rhymed verse and tells a story. "Did Shriner die, or make it to New York?" is the sort of question asked, as in his poem "To Happenings in Boston." In the poems "In and Out" he told the story of his checkered college career. In "The Marschallin, Joy Street, July 3, 1949" he portrayed a Beacon Hill grand dame presiding over Boston. In "A War Requiem" he tried to narrate the story of his life and its origins, ranging back to the First World War and approaching the imminent escalation in Vietnam. In "Dying: An Introduction" Sissman recounted, with clinical accuracy and autobiographical objectivity, the discovery that he had Hodgkin's disease, an illness he knew to be routinely fatal.

In a remarkably short time Sissman's poems began to appear in The Atlantic Monthly and The New Yorker. Both magazines solicited not only his verse but his prose: he wrote book reviews for The New Yorker and a regular column for The Atlantic. Three books of his poems came out, in 1968, 1969, and 1971. In 1971 a volume of his Atlantic columns was published under the title Innocent Bystander. He suffered cyclical bouts of Hodgkins Disease but kept gamely at his writing and his profession; when he received a Guggenheim Fellowship he merely took a six-week elongated vacation and returned to his commuter train and his creative vice presidency at Kenyon & Eckhardt Advertising. But the energy began to fail.

By 1974 Sissman could no longer write poems. In March, 1976, he died, having just delivered his last Innocent Bystander column. As his literary executor I discovered in his files a number of penciled yet polished poems, mainly dedicated to that most difficult of tasks, the contemplation of his own dissolution. These poems, culminating in the austere and affecting "Tras Os Montes," stand as powerful and uncompromising witnesses to the approach and arrival of death. They were published posthumously in magazines and in a volume of collected poems titled Hello, Darkness (1978), which won the praise of such critics as Hilton Kramer, John Updike, and William Pritchard, and also won the poetry award of the National Book Critics Circle. Since then Sissman's poems have been much published and widely anthologized, and I've recently edited a new selection of his poems, titled Night Music.

Sissman's position among poets of his time is anomalous. He did not follow the genius-in-the-garret route to poetry, nor did he come to teach fledgling poets in workshops, or indulge, or even tolerate, the excesses of either the Left or the Right in the 1960s. He was that very ordinary figure: a hardworking professional middle-class man, a northeastern liberal Democrat given to householding, marriage, and interesting hobbies like photography and sports cars -- and also to something that went beyond both professions and hobbies: the calling of poet.

The influence of Sissman's poetry has now survived into a second generation. The poet Brad Leithauser, born after Sissman graduated from college, declared in The New Criterion that "[Sissman] can serve as a model to every contemporary poet." And Edward Hirsch, in the foreword to Night Music, states, "He provides an example of wit schooled by feeling and deepened by experience, of intellect coming together with restrained but warm underlying emotion, of poetic freedom enabled by expertise."

Poems by L. E. Sissman from The Atlantic Monthly, also appearing in Night Music (Mariner, 1999). With readings by Peter Davison recorded specially for Atlantic Unbound.

The Tree Warden (June 1965)
The Museum of Comparative Zoology (January 1967)
Love-Making; April; Middle Age (January 1968)
Tras Os Montes (May 1978)

http://www.theatlantic.com/unbound/poetry/sissman.htm