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The Huckster…

January 1, 2008

… Why The “Real Christian” Running For President Makes Me Nervous.

Huckster

  • huckster:  One who uses aggressive, showy, and sometimes devious methods to promote or sell a product. (American Heritage Dictionary)
  • More than nervous really.  Nauseous is a better word.  That’s it, I am nauseous and not in a good way.  This is not the upset stomach that comes with endorphins; the ones that would be released into my body at the thought of a Christ follower ascending to the highest office in the US government.  No, this kind of nausea is the kind you get after opening up a bottle of Mellow Yellow on a really hot day, tipping it straight up and closing your eyes, while drinking it half down. Only to open your eyes to see long strands of some bacterial growth hanging from the bottom of the now upturned bottle.  It is that kind of nausea.

    This, from Hot Air, made me want to puke:

    Huckabee nobly cancels attack ad on Romney — then plays it for reporters

    He called a presser to unveil an attack ad on Romney, then decided at the last minute that he’s too Christian a leader to attack another candidate — and then showed the ad to reporters anyway, knowing of course that it’d be the talk of political news coverage tonight and tomorrow.

    This from the New York Times:

    Mr. Huckabee, with his wife standing silently off to the side, said that the “conventional wisdom” was that when you are attacked, you attack back. But, he said, an hour before the press conference, which was scheduled for noon, he just decided not to go that route.

    “It’s not worth it,” he said.

    Polls regularly show that Iowa voters do not reward candidates who go negative, and perhaps Mr. Huckabee saw some of those polls. “The people of Iowa deserve better,” he said.

    Asked if he wasn’t being hypocritical by showing the ad to a roomful of cameras that are likely to record it and show it — for free — around the country, Mr. Huckabee said he was showing it to reporters only because reporters were so cynical that if he didn’t show it, they would not believe that he really had made such an ad.

    Prov 11:9 The hypocrite with his mouth destroys his neighbor,
    But through knowledge the righteous will be delivered.

    Read the post, as Hot Air’s resident Atheist, takes The Huckster to task. 

    The thing about hypocrisy is that the God hater spots it with ease, while the hypocrite fails to see the sin.  Why is that?  I think part of the answer lies with our view of biblical reason.  We despise the clear teaching of God for some sort of “heartfelt” experience and as Jeremiah said, “the heart is deceitful above all things  and desperately wicked.”
     

    Happy New Year… I am going to be sick.

    al sends

    This Guy Must Support Ron Paul…

    December 27, 2007

    … turning everything upside down.

    Sometimes The Blanket Of Security Is A Bit Of Fluffy Dough…

    December 5, 2007

    … wrapped around a summer sausage.

    For all those would say that protecting the lives of Americans is more important than our liberties, let me give you two brief statements:

    • Live Free or Die (New Hampshire state motto)
    • Give me Liberty or give me Death.

    That last one was from Mr. Patrick Henry, who considered this idea of liberty and safety a discussion of “freedom or slavery.” For those who have not read Mr. Henry in a while, I give you the speech:

    March 23, 1775
    By Patrick Henry

    No man thinks more highly than I do of the patriotism, as well as abilities, of the very worthy gentlemen who have just addressed the house. But different men often see the same subject in different lights; and, therefore, I hope it will not be thought disrespectful to those gentlemen if, entertaining as I do opinions of a character very opposite to theirs, I shall speak forth my sentiments freely and without reserve. This is no time for ceremony. The question before the house is one of awful moment to this country. For my own part, I consider it as nothing less than a question of freedom or slavery; and in proportion to the magnitude of the subject ought to be the freedom of the debate. It is only in this way that we can hope to arrive at the truth, and fulfill the great responsibility which we hold to God and our country. Should I keep back my opinions at such a time, through fear of giving offense, I should consider myself as guilty of treason towards my country, and of an act of disloyalty toward the Majesty of Heaven, which I revere above all earthly kings.

    Mr. President, it is natural to man to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes against a painful truth, and listen to the song of that siren till she transforms us into beasts. Is this the part of wise men, engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty? Are we disposed to be of the numbers of those who, having eyes, see not, and, having ears, hear not, the things which so nearly concern their temporal salvation? For my part, whatever anguish of spirit it may cost, I am willing to know the whole truth, to know the worst, and to provide for it.

    I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided, and that is the lamp of experience. I know of no way of judging of the future but by the past. And judging by the past, I wish to know what there has been in the conduct of the British ministry for the last ten years to justify those hopes with which gentlemen have been pleased to solace themselves and the House. Is it that insidious smile with which our petition has been lately received?

    Trust it not, sir; it will prove a snare to your feet. Suffer not yourselves to be betrayed with a kiss. Ask yourselves how this gracious reception of our petition comports with those warlike preparations which cover our waters and darken our land. Are fleets and armies necessary to a work of love and reconciliation? Have we shown ourselves so unwilling to be reconciled that force must be called in to win back our love? Let us not deceive ourselves, sir. These are the implements of war and subjugation; the last arguments to which kings resort. I ask gentlemen, sir, what means this martial array, if its purpose be not to force us to submission? Can gentlemen assign any other possible motive for it? Has Great Britain any enemy, in this quarter of the world, to call for all this accumulation of navies and armies? No, sir, she has none. They are meant for us: they can be meant for no other. They are sent over to bind and rivet upon us those chains which the British ministry have been so long forging. And what have we to oppose to them? Shall we try argument? Sir, we have been trying that for the last ten years. Have we anything new to offer upon the subject? Nothing. We have held the subject up in every light of which it is capable; but it has been all in vain. Shall we resort to entreaty and humble supplication? What terms shall we find which have not been already exhausted? Let us not, I beseech you, sir, deceive ourselves. Sir, we have done everything that could be done to avert the storm which is now coming on. We have petitioned; we have remonstrated; we have supplicated; we have prostrated ourselves before the throne, and have implored its interposition to arrest the tyrannical hands of the ministry and Parliament. Our petitions have been slighted; our remonstrances have produced additional violence and insult; our supplications have been disregarded; and we have been spurned, with contempt, from the foot of the throne! In vain, after these things, may we indulge the fond hope of peace and reconciliation.

    There is no longer any room for hope. If we wish to be free–if we mean to preserve inviolate those inestimable privileges for which we have been so long contending–if we mean not basely to abandon the noble struggle in which we have been so long engaged, and which we have pledged ourselves never to abandon until the glorious object of our contest shall be obtained–we must fight! I repeat it, sir, we must fight! An appeal to arms and to the God of hosts is all that is left us! They tell us, sir, that we are weak; unable to cope with so formidable an adversary. But when shall we be stronger? Will it be the next week, or the next year? Will it be when we are totally disarmed, and when a British guard shall be stationed in every house? Shall we gather strength but irresolution and inaction? Shall we acquire the means of effectual resistance by lying supinely on our backs and hugging the delusive phantom of hope, until our enemies shall have bound us hand and foot? Sir, we are not weak if we make a proper use of those means which the God of nature hath placed in our power. The millions of people, armed in the holy cause of liberty, and in such a country as that which we possess, are invincible by any force which our enemy can send against us. Besides, sir, we shall not fight our battles alone. There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations, and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us. The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave. Besides, sir, we have no election. If we were base enough to desire it, it is now too late to retire from the contest. There is no retreat but in submission and slavery! Our chains are forged! Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable–and let it come! I repeat it, sir, let it come.

    It is in vain, sir, to extentuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, Peace, Peace–but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!

    80% ally?

    December 4, 2007

    My old friend Russell Moore, who is now the dean of the school of theology at the Southern Baptist Theological Seminary, gave some salient commentary on the issue of abortion as it relates to presidential candidates. Check it out here.

    If we join Pat Robertson and endorse the pro-abortion Guiliani (whom Moore calls an “80% ally”), asserting that our greatest foe is the Islamic jihadists and that national security is the key issue, then we are really saying that we want to preserve a nation under the curse of God for its bloodlust against our little image bearers in the womb without a voice. No. End the intrauterine holocaust so that there is something to preserve worth preserving.

    Thank you, Dr. Moore.

    Huckabee FYI

    December 3, 2007

    Fellow CREC pastor Ben House has told me almost everything I wanted to know about Mike Huckabee here. Let me tell you: he’s no Ron Paul.

    But then he’s no Rudy Guiliani either.

    At times in history, it is said, it seemed that great men just rained from heaven. Well, when will the drought end?

    You Want a Mug? Are you Crazy?

    November 30, 2007

    You may be if you are not a Republican.

    PRINCETON, NJ — Republicans are significantly more likely than Democrats or independents to rate their mental health as excellent, according to data from the last four November Gallup Health and Healthcare polls. Fifty-eight percent of Republicans report having excellent mental health, compared to 43% of independents and 38% of Democrats. This relationship between party identification and reports of excellent mental health persists even within categories of income, age, gender, church attendance, and education.

    Of course this is self-reported data.  If you are a deluded, war mongering, sociopath well, then I don’t know if your opinion can be trusted.

    I was feeling a bit unstable after the last election and changed my party affiliation to Independent.  I don’t know which came first… my instability or my party affiliation.  Perhaps I should seek help?

    I am just thankful the Mother Ship is staying in constant contact.  She fills my minds with such thoughts of grandeur.

     al sends