Showing posts with label Constitutional Law. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Constitutional Law. Show all posts

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Black Nights art Star Bright




In the debate between proponents of nature and proponents of nurture who will win the argument? When viewed from the angle of racism and sexism the evidence presented is clearly the spectacular, as the conflict of interest between parties competing for the base materials of existence. Man dominating man to his injury as in the abyss marked down as all of the ism's and ist's of blood on the tracks with party-ism and it's members party-ists. Party of the first party marked as constitutional lawyers. Party of the second part marked as legislators passing laws in each national entity by which the citizen's mode of conduct is prescribed as their behaviour in both the private and the public domains. Party of the third part is the judiciary along with the police force to either reward obedience or to punish wrong doers. Party of the forth part is the people who are the common citizen of each and every nation whether noble or ignoble. I am of the opinion of a certain wonderful woman who was in one of those isolated outback communities in the "LIVING BLACK" program on SBS. "We visit your camp (assumed to be centrelink) why don't you visit our camp?" Also is the view of some peoples who live on isolated islands of the pacific region in that each day is the days fish catch and the days harvest from the land. All is ladelled out onto the public table and divided up equally amongst all in the community at least idealistically speaking here that is. Thus is the notion of altruism v selfishness so defined? Aristotle spoke of the word soul from the viewpoint of the Greek culture like an ancient geek akin to Sheldon in the Big Bang Theory. So righteous unto himself and his mission that he was wrong to all his friends and their mission. Their is then the Hebrew definition of a soul and its definition that a man, woman and child is marked by what one does, has done and will do. The lawless soul dies without mercy to be shown nor any compassion since their contribution is nil to the wealth and health of their community. Policy of politeness is best understood via the way of agreement. In ancient times the elders were 24 men of good standing who sat at the gates of the city inspecting all that came and went. Where did that idea disappear too and what have we forgotten? The money changers have taken over the temple. Confusion is rampant the dogs of war are loosed upon the world the blood dimmed tide is loosed and the worst lack all conviction while the best are filled with passionate intensity. The concept of a wax slate where the record of ones doing's is rubbed out where one can make a new start and change ones ways is very interesting if it so pleases you. Tell me please what is your credit history and do you believe they will ever change, that is forgive you on your record if you have on it that you defaulted on a loan? Speak to that if thou wills it. Wills what an everlasting legacy or just another band-aid for the wounds of these black nights. PEaCe

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Swear Words:12's not enough?

Barack Obama ????? Perhaps an imposter I have no idea?


The men & women who gathered there to listen to Martin Luther King could’ve heard many things. They could’ve heard words of anger and discord. They could’ve been told to succumb to the fear and frustration of so many dreams deferred. But what the people heard instead--people of every creed & color, from every walk of life--is that in America, our destiny is inextricably linked. That together, our dreams can be one. “We cannot walk alone,” the preacher cried. “And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead. We cannot turn back.“ America, we cannot turn back. Not with so much work to be done. Not with so many children to educate, and so many veterans to care for. Not with an economy to fix and cities to rebuild and farms to save. Not with so many families to protect and so many lives to mend. America, we cannot turn back. We cannot walk alone. Let us keep that promise--that American promise--and in the words of Scripture hold firmly, without wavering, to the hope that we confess.






America, we are better than these last eight years. We are a better country than this. This country is more decent than one where a woman in Ohio, on the brink of retirement, finds herself one illness away from disaster after a lifetime of hard work. This country is more generous than one where a man in Indiana has to pack up the equipment he’s worked on for twenty years and watch it shipped off to China. We are more compassionate than a government that lets veterans sleep on our streets and families slid into poverty; that sits on its hands while a major American city drowns before our eyes. To the American people across this great land: Enough! This moment, this election--is our chance to keep, in the 21st century, the American promise alive. The same party that brought you two terms of Bush and Cheney will ask this country for a third. And we are here because we love this country too much to let the next four years look like the last eight. On November 4th, we must stand up and say: “Eight is enough"



"Political correctness is tyranny with manners." said Charlton Heston.


Twelve proved to be enough in a tether,

No stop to inflation trend S.S. Bubbles,

Double standards binds all lost in aether,

Trouble doubled bee wing bumble fubbles.


Nonsense rhymes Dr Seuss sues for change,

To pay the tax on death duties inheritance,

Ribs protect the lungs the heart in the cage,

Elephant or hell of ant ic land in circumstance.


Of introspections in competent awarenesses,

Will V P.O.W camps at attention evil forces,

Promises made in kept, results of kindnesses,

Paranoid at jump, parachute landing courses.


Problem is that apostasy is an act of treason,

Bunny strokers, sheath the s-word this season.








My name is Frankie Wild-o.

Me hut's on Elephant Isle.

The wall's without a single brick

And the roof's without a tile.

Nevertheless I must confess,

By many and many a mile,

It's the most palatial dwelling place

You'll find on Elephant Isle.

It's the most palatial dwelling place

You'll find on Elephant Isle.