I realized I had made 2 really terrible character judgments which were dead wrong by this time and it shook me. First, was the inmate in prison who assaulted me. I had thought he just wanted his Bible questions answered. (Idiot me!)
John Day was #2.
Talk about a steep learning curve!
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A (true) Horror story
by TerryWalstrom ina horror story (true)1970. we’re all familiar with that feeling--that creepy feeling of the mysterious unknown.well, this is that place.
right here.i’m standing in john’s house in the kitchen.
it’s murky inside this old place.
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Did you know Banks create money out of thin air?
by TerryWalstrom inbanks create money “out of thin air.”empirical studies have been undertaken to prove this thesis and this is the conclusion:.
in the 5,000 year history of banking, banks have been thought of as “deposit taking institutions which lend money”.. 1. what is the legal reality?
banks don’t take deposits and don’t lend money.the public is under this false impression on purpose because the language of banks is not legal language.. so--what is a “deposit”?a deposit is not actually a deposit.
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The Banks don't have to "print" money considering how much of daily commerce is electronic. Who else but banks issue Credit Cards? PayPal and Amazon have their own parochial credit thingy going. ATM cards are bank issued.
When I had my ATM card hacked, I offered my Chase bank manager the receipt from the most likely store where a fake card reader was situated. I was astonished that he had absolutely no use for that information. He told me it happened so often it was a cost of doing business. Really? No prosecution? No desire to press charges at the store?
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Did you know Banks create money out of thin air?
by TerryWalstrom inbanks create money “out of thin air.”empirical studies have been undertaken to prove this thesis and this is the conclusion:.
in the 5,000 year history of banking, banks have been thought of as “deposit taking institutions which lend money”.. 1. what is the legal reality?
banks don’t take deposits and don’t lend money.the public is under this false impression on purpose because the language of banks is not legal language.. so--what is a “deposit”?a deposit is not actually a deposit.
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Morpheus: Terry, i generally perceive you as intelligent and thoughtful man. That perception makes it difficult for me to reconcile the man with this ridiculous anti jew Rothschild rant.
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Could you please quote the part where I stated anything "anti jew Rothchild"?
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Did you know Banks create money out of thin air?
by TerryWalstrom inbanks create money “out of thin air.”empirical studies have been undertaken to prove this thesis and this is the conclusion:.
in the 5,000 year history of banking, banks have been thought of as “deposit taking institutions which lend money”.. 1. what is the legal reality?
banks don’t take deposits and don’t lend money.the public is under this false impression on purpose because the language of banks is not legal language.. so--what is a “deposit”?a deposit is not actually a deposit.
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Banks may be the most destructive and powerful institutions still highly regarded (ignorantly) by society as a whole.
When politicians leave office, they make the round of financial institutions and give speeches for BIG money right out in the open. Of course, this is the payoff for all the loosey goosey legislation favoring those institutions.
The so-called "penalties" exacted when these institutions are caught in the spotlight are seldom if ever individual prosecutions of actual corrupt executives. No. It's simply fines which are paid from ill-gotten gain. A slap on the wrist.
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https://finance.yahoo.com/news/every-wells-fargo-consumer-scandal-since-2015-timeline-194946222.html
Click this link and read of the history of Wells Fargo Bank's scandals and it will become
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A (true) Horror story
by TerryWalstrom ina horror story (true)1970. we’re all familiar with that feeling--that creepy feeling of the mysterious unknown.well, this is that place.
right here.i’m standing in john’s house in the kitchen.
it’s murky inside this old place.
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A Horror Story (true)
1970We’re all familiar with that feeling--that creepy feeling of the mysterious unknown.
Well, this is that place. Right here.
I’m standing in John’s house in the kitchen.
It’s murky inside this old place. Outside it looked ready to crumble. Flaky lead paint from back in the day when it was okay to live with poison peeled away from rotting wood.John told me his mom might be asleep somewhere. (Somewhere?)
Stale tobacco smoke hung everywhere on dirty curtains, in the air. It was like that in my grandmother’s house. I guess really old people just lived with it like it was nothing.
Smoke, lead paint, backed up sinks and rust in the bath water?
Yeah. Just another day in paradise.I had asked John if I could have a drink of water and he’d told me to grab a glass and help myself.
One look at the filth in that sink turned my stomach. I pretended to wash out an impossibly greasy glass and drink. I should have made a remark. I didn’t. (That’s on me.)Every part of the house (so far) is dim and only daylight from outside stabs through worn rips in old window shades. I can sort of see outlines of stacks of dirty dishes. The smell--just awful. I’m quickly revising my opinion of John Faris as a person of character and good breeding.
Why did he say we were here? Oh, yeah. He needed to find his coin collection and see if he could get anything for it.
An unsettling sound crawled up the back of my neck and into my ears. Background noise--a kind of rustling of (leaves?) something made of paper? I focused my attention intensely. My eyes gradually adjust to the darkness.
What the hell is this scraping or clawing on paper?There’s movement. Dear God!
The room--that’s what’s moving!
The outline of--of everything is moving--that’s it--the room is ALIVE with cockroaches! Roaches are everywhere, the dirty sink dishes, the dining table, the floors and especially the wallpaper. The sound is roaches EATING the wallpaper!
I made some excuse and got out of the house as quickly as I could manage without running like a madman.I waited in the fresh air and sunlight.
My heart was pounding like I’d seen a murder or a ghost.
Jeezus!
John and I worked together as employment counselors at ABC EMPLOYMENT SERVICES, a privately owned business run by Vaard Miller and his flamboyant wife, Margaret.Vaard and Margaret were on hard times, having once owned twenty operating offices in Ft. Worth and Dallas. Now, it was all piddling away one by one. Vaard was rail thin, a heavy boozer, wore old expensive suits with cigarette burned holes and Margaret dressed like she’d come from an audition for Norma Desmond.
Margaret was in love with my friend John--or so he claimed.
It made me flinch when he said it so matter-of-fact. I thought he joked. He was glowing with pride.
Yipes!
Our location was the very last remaining office owned by Vaard and Margaret. Margaret kept it open because John worked there.
The Millers pretended nothing was wrong but we all could smell it: desperation and panic. Like most awful things, it was only a matter of time.
______The day I was hired, John took me under his wing and truly made a strong impression on me in his calm, clearly knowledgeable narratives about his life and non-stop success.
We became--or so I thought--friends.
We’d go out for a drink and he’d tell me how easy it was for him to pick up beautiful women and get them to do...things. He was smooth, understated, and it didn’t sound like bragging. My eyes were wide as he told story after story of conquests. Then, he spoke about his investments and rent houses along the Rio Grande. Next, he regaled me with tales of his previous career as a professional magician; how he was invited to the Magic Castle by some famous super magician, Dai Vernon, who became his mentor.
I’d never met anybody so well-traveled, fascinating, and willing to tell all.I had asked why he chose a boring job as an employment counselor?
He paused and explained he found it was the best profession for meeting women and winked.It was several months before I discovered John had a wife from Mexico and two kids, a boy and girl. Scotty and Little Maria. I was shocked--he’d never spoken of them before.
One day his family appeared at the office and he became uncharacteristically flustered as he rushed them outside and began fast-talking about something which appeared pretty urgent. However...
When he had returned he acted as though it was nothing at all.
After work he explained his wife was in Texas illegally and he didn’t want to talk about it.
I was puzzled. Then doubting. Finally, suspicious. I let it drop. What’s the old saying? Live and let live?
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But now--today--we’re at his mother’s house in Weatherford, west of Ft. Worth, and this peculiar friend with all the success and investments has revealed that he lets him mom live in squalor--an unhealthy dump crawling with cockroaches!
After another fifteen minutes, he emerges with a plastered smile and an endless story of excuses. I listened and nodded.
It was pretty obvious to me. He’s a pathological liar!
Like that peeling paint on his mom's house, my fine opinion of John Faris peeled away before my eyes with each new lie.
This was, of course, told from the POV of when it happened.
I was 24 years old, a cult member in a religious group and John Faris is my first “worldly” friend since I got out of prison on parole. John--my mentor--is NOT at all what he had seemed. What a betrayal and disappointment! I questioned my own 'good judgment'. What was wrong with me??I gradually withdrew from his “friendship” after that and the ABC Employment office soon closed.
Some 12 years later, I ran into John again quite by accident. I was walking into a store as he walked out. He burst into a big smile and asked how I was.
He called me Ted.
We made small talk and he instantly unfurled a tale of having worked on the Princess Cruise lines as a magician for the last few years earning $50K a month.
I asked if he meant, “a year”. No. He got lots of tips on the side.
From the lonely old ladies.Magic John wanted to go out for a drink and catch up. I lied and made an excuse and we parted company for the last time.
I learned some things from the last conversation with John Faris. For one thing, his real name was John Day.
His wife had divorced him after she caught him cheating.
He turned her in to the authorities and she ended up in Mexico. His kids? He hadn’t seen them in years. He only spoke sadly of missing Scotty--not a word about his daughter, little Maria.
What an awful person I had known and called my friend!That incident made me very very cautious from that point forward.
I became cynical, I guess you could say.
I believe nothing I hear and half what I see.
Can you blame me?
This is a true Horror story. It is a story of me losing my innocence about others. You'd think prison would have done that, right? Almost--but no. It was Magic John the Sociopath who destroyed my naive trust.
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Did you know Banks create money out of thin air?
by TerryWalstrom inbanks create money “out of thin air.”empirical studies have been undertaken to prove this thesis and this is the conclusion:.
in the 5,000 year history of banking, banks have been thought of as “deposit taking institutions which lend money”.. 1. what is the legal reality?
banks don’t take deposits and don’t lend money.the public is under this false impression on purpose because the language of banks is not legal language.. so--what is a “deposit”?a deposit is not actually a deposit.
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DID YOU KNOW?
Banks create money “out of thin air.”
Empirical studies have been undertaken to prove this thesis and this is the conclusion:In the 5,000 year history of banking, banks have been thought of as “Deposit Taking Institutions which Lend Money”.
1. What is the legal reality? Banks DON’T TAKE DEPOSITS and DON’T LEND MONEY.
The public is under this false impression on purpose because the language of Banks is not Legal language.So--what is a “deposit”?
A deposit is not actually a deposit. It’s not a bailment, its not held in custody.
At law, the word “deposit” is meaningless.If you give your money to the bank (no matter what they call it) it is really a loan to the bank.
Banks borrow money from the public--calling it by the opposite terminology, a “deposit.”2. Surely Banks LEND money, right? WRONG.
No they don’t. Banks don’t lend money.
Banks, at Law, (it is very clear) are in the business of PURCHASING SECURITIES.
That’s it. That’s all. Here is how they do it.
So, what does a customer do when he wants a LOAN?
A contract, an offer letter (written specifically in the above legal terminology) specifies the customer has “issued a Security”, namely a Promissory Note; and the bank is going to purchase that.Stop for a moment and get that clear inside your mind.
What almost everybody everywhere THINKS is happening is, in fact, not taking place.
What the Bank is really doing is very different from what it presents itself as doing to the public.
Explain this to a customer and he’ll still say, “Well, how do I get my money? I don’t care about all these legal details--I just want the money.”
The Bank will reply, “You’ll find it in your account with us.”
If the Bank said, “We’ll transfer it to your account”, that’s wrong.
Why? Because no money is transferred. At all. Ever.3. Neither inside the Bank nor outside the Bank is money ever transferred.
What the Bank calls a “Deposit” is simply (legally) its record of its Debt to the Public.
Now it owes you money and its record of what it owes you is what you THINK you’re getting as money. THAT IS HOW THE BANK CREATES the MONEY SUPPLY.4. 97% of Bank “deposits” are created out of nothing by the Banks when they “Lend.”
BANKS INVENT FICTITIOUS CUSTOMER DEPOSITS by restating (incorrect in accounting terms) what is an accounts payable liability arising from the “loan contract” (having purchased the customer’s promissory note) as a “customer deposit” BUT NOBODY HAS DEPOSITED ANY MONEY.
Stop and make sure you understand that.
False words=Money supply.How does the FCA (Financial Conduct Authority) deal with this? You’re not supposed to mislead your customers!
Banks are inventing money by inventing claims (fictitious deposits) misunderstood by the public because of false language.5. A stable economy is only a result of small Banks using customer’s money to fund other customer’s efforts to create new businesses goods and services.
An unstable economy is the result of LARGE Banks speculating in the Stock Market, creating bubbles, and losing funds which aren’t the property of the Bank in the first place.6. Banks “creating money” using fictitious accounts for consumption purposes (blind spending without investment) creates a downward spiral and economic crash.
Greater than 70% of LARGE Bank activity is not used creating new goods and services, consequently there are no gains--only losses.
Only by raising prices at large are the losses covered for the time being. This is the origin of inflationary spirals. BANK MALFEASANCE.
When the Banking sector has focused too much on non-productive “lending” the world goes to hell.
If Banks were forced to advertise what they are really doing in clear Legal Terms--the sketchy practices which plague international economies would be exposed.Where the money is going--as the state of things now exists--is a SECRET and no accountability is possible.
Banks are NOT financial intermediaries at all.
Banks are purely money creators--and even that is because of shady business practices tolerated by political cronyism.7. IT IS A REGULATION PROBLEM.
In 2009 Dodd-Frank Bank regulation laws were passed in reaction to the crash the previous year with oversight rules which call for strict monitoring.
BUT WAIT!
On March 14, 2018, the US Senate passed a bill by a 67 to 31 vote, easing financial regulations and reducing oversight for banks. The law passed the House of Representatives on May 22, 2018 in a 258–159 vote. The legislation was then signed into law by US President Donald Trump on May 24, 2018.
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The Bank Credit for Financial Transaction bubbles were set in motion once again.
It’s a game of musical chairs and hide the salami.
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Thanksgiving Dream List
by TerryWalstrom inthanksgiving dream list______.
1. i give thanks to mom, for the blond wig and dress when i was a child (pinch-hitting for the daughter i was meant to be).
it was a voyage of self-discovery for me to play cowboy, tarzan, and superman in drag in my neighborhood--completely unwitting to my astonishing spectacle presented to the neighbors!
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It's very rewarding to read heartfelt responses to this rather wacky list of mine.
When my last crop of kids were still small, on Thanksgiving we'd drive to the Jewish in-laws house and have a formal meal. I had the three of them sit and watch a Formal Eitquette video which I thought was so stiff and proper so as to be hilarious with the arbitrary rules about everything. The kids rolled their eyes and chuckled. I thought "that's that."
When we sat down to eat, like clockwork, all three of them went through every single "proper"movement and spoke with posh British dialect. This was hilarious. But, you know something? They got something out of knowing "proper" social etiquette. It's something to file away "as needed" later on in life.
Recently, I had a remarkable opportunity to travel to Europe and eat in a right proper traditional restaurant in London (RULES). I ate with some internet "friends" I'd never met and suddenly that silly video came in handy for me!
I mention all this for a reason.
If we give unpleasant, silly, or downright awful people a re-think as to their ultimate impact on the history of our life--we can almost always find a positive take-away indispensable in some way.
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How do you determine whether any religion is good or bad since...
by TerryWalstrom inso, yesterday whilst playing chess i had a discussion ranging widely topically in which my chess opponent asked me, "how do you determine whether any religion is good or bad since there is so much basic disagreement on interpretations of text?
"i replied this way:"does this particular god need to be treated like an adult, or as a spoiled child with a churlish temper?
that's a good place to start.
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Anders Anderson: Religious families in my opinion most often don't discuss ethics and morality. They'll simply inform the children which rules they must obey lest they burn in hell (or something less graphic but unfavorable and lethal all the same).
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I generalized.
I should have remembered a favorite quote: "No generalization is worth a damn--including this one." :)
Of course, individual families have different styles of teaching.
But I have noticed since I was a kid, Catholic boys are more polite (generally) and I chalked that up to religious training.
Finding a stillness of being and total tune-in is also related to basic temperament in the child.
Waaaaaay back in my day (1950's) a Golden child sat bolt upright with hands folded and mouth shut. Spoke when spoken to. We lined up and marched to the lunch room and out to recess.
In today's contexts--I imagine this would provoke a gasp of disapproval :)
The end result is never guaranteed even the best of upbringing strategies.
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Thanksgiving Dream List
by TerryWalstrom inthanksgiving dream list______.
1. i give thanks to mom, for the blond wig and dress when i was a child (pinch-hitting for the daughter i was meant to be).
it was a voyage of self-discovery for me to play cowboy, tarzan, and superman in drag in my neighborhood--completely unwitting to my astonishing spectacle presented to the neighbors!
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LUBY'S Thanksgiving lunch
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It's time to stand in line outside LUBY'S cafeteria.
Last year, the queue went on and on like a TED monologue.
Hours posted claim 11 a.m. for the doors to open.
In front of me is a little old blue-haired lady with a walker.
Behind me is a tall Barbie-doll look-alike with millions of $ worth of plastic surgery. I'd say she's about 90 years old.
LUBY'S management decide to open a half hour early.
I ask the Ass. Mgr., "Felt sorry for us out here?"
Ass. Mgr.: "If customers drive up and see a crowd ahead of them, they give-up and go home."
I take this as a "Nope."We shuffle our feet like convicts on a chain gang, stand in a slow-moving line with our tray and wrapped utensils.
The food array is colorful, festive, varied, and steaming hot!
Customers ahead of me are not quick to make choices--no sirree!
It's like they've been asked to select between styles of headstones and whether to go for the marble finish or the faux gloss composite.I move by increments of pyramid inches.
I've watched slugs cross a sidewalk faster than this!AT LAST!
I want the fried fish--but the guy ahead of me gets the last one.
I switch to fried chicken instead."Could I have cream gravy, please?"
A dollop is applied.
"Candied yams and dressing, please."I grab a coffee cup and pump the thermos.
We slide along the metal rack to the register, pay, search for a remaining seat near the window.I'm observing what appear to be shell-shocked seniors as they stare at their fork, overhear absolutely no conversations, and dab my mouth with the napkin now and then.
There's lots of meat on this chicken. (Vegans--don't read that last part.)
The side dishes are tasty. I quaff two cups of coffee and nibble on my cornbread.
The place is filling up fast.Finally, I grab my hat, flouncy red scarf and leave.
As I exit, I'm not surprised to see at least a hundred people in line outside and more soon to follow.
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Thanksgiving Dream List
by TerryWalstrom inthanksgiving dream list______.
1. i give thanks to mom, for the blond wig and dress when i was a child (pinch-hitting for the daughter i was meant to be).
it was a voyage of self-discovery for me to play cowboy, tarzan, and superman in drag in my neighborhood--completely unwitting to my astonishing spectacle presented to the neighbors!
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Thanksgiving Dream List
______1. I give THANKS to Mom, for the blond wig and dress when I was a child (pinch-hitting for the daughter I was meant to be). It was a voyage of self-discovery for me to play cowboy, Tarzan, and Superman in drag in my neighborhood--completely unwitting to my astonishing spectacle presented to the neighbors! Guess how surprised I was to discover how not cool that was!
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2. I give THANKS to Johnny Sauce, the elementary school bully, who tormented me non-stop until that fateful moment in the Boy's restroom (pushing me into the urinal and flushing it repeatedly) when I snapped, turned and smashed his bewildered face. From that moment forward, you couldn't have been nicer to me. I found my self-respect because of you.
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3. I give THANKS to my 7th grade English teacher who promised extra credit for learning and reciting poetry in class. My recitation of all 143 verses of Rime of the Ancient Mariner made me a superstar in the eyes of my classmates.
I found power in words worked wonders for me.
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4. I give THANKS to art teacher Aubrey Mayhew. You forced me to abandon my Business, Accounting, and Short Hand electives to transfer into Commercial Art classes. You gave me a glimpse of what my natural talents are and advised me toward a career in Art rather than a lockstep clerk in an office the rest of my life.
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5. I give THANKS to my 1st best friend, Johnny Santa Cruz, who turned my world upside down in every way. You modeled an outgoing, friendly temperament for me to study and imitate until I could fake it to make it my own. You taught me about the Bible and invited me into your religious organization and helped me hone my public speaking skills, study habits, and rebuttal talents. Neither of us knew it was a cult. Well, dammit--it IS A CULT.
You are dead now and remained faithful to the end despite all our conversations, debate, and exasperated heart to heart talks. You and I will always be best buddies even though you stopped talking to me. I understand. It's an F**KING shame is all I want to add.
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6. I give THANKS to my "Brothers" in Federal Prison who were closer and more dear to me than life itself. We were there out of conscience and trod willingly (we thought) a road paved with good intentions. Yes, we were useful tools--but our love was real. None of us kept in touch after parole, of course, we were swallowed up in the race to the End of the world.
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7. I give THANKS to Issac Asimov, Ray Bradbury, John Steinbeck, Mortimer J. Adler, Ayn Rand, T.E. Lawrence, Steve Allen, Orson Welles---my intellectual heroes growing up, inspiring me to develop talent and intellect and craft my writing and speech to thoughtful and precise and---entertaining and outrageous.
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8. I give THANKS to Dimitri Tiomkin, Maurice Jarre, John Barry, Elmer Bernstein, Miklos Rosza, Franz Waxman, Lalo Schifrin, Claus Ogerman, Antonio Carlos Jobim, Frank Sinatra, Matt Monro, Jerry Goldsmith, Ennio Morricone, for being the pilot light in my soul, the comfort for my many broken-hearted hours on Earth. You are my music heroes.
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9. I give THANKS to my children, Laura, Jason, Vanessa, Terry, Nicholas, Lillian, and Helena who are the only greatness I've ever truly experienced as beloved, cherished, and eternal souls forever bonded by love. The best part of life, the truest exemplification of the divine, and a never-ending wellspring of Hope for the future.
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10. I give THANKS to my Ex-JW Brothers and Sisters who've had the enormous courage to wipe the Watchtower off their ass and commence a New Life with a totally revise World View--from scratch.
To those who have posted here and read my scribbling for over a decade--I tip my hat, bow my head and say a self-prayer of sincere gratitude.
HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
P.S. I dreamed this list as I lay sleeping last night. When I awoke, I wondered: "Why not post it?"