<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705</id><updated>2011-08-17T17:37:20.100-07:00</updated><category term='cartoons'/><category term='art'/><category term='writing'/><category term='news'/><category term='polemics'/><category term='musings'/><category term='Sower'/><category term='poems'/><category term='politics'/><category term='humor'/><title type='text'>Here I Stand: Reflections of a Concordia Student</title><subtitle type='html'>My name is Josh Duncan. I am a non-denominational conservative Christian, majoring in studio art at Concordia University. I'm using this blog to share my thoughts and experiences at this university, including my work for the school newspaper and samples of my artwork.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-7719201635594864461</id><published>2011-08-17T17:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T17:30:45.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Make this blog active again?</title><content type='html'>I started this blog as a freshman and it's been pretty much untended. Now as a senior, I've come back and decided to make it a blog for my art. DeviantART has been the site I've used to share most of my art for the past few years, but I think it's a good idea to have a blog dedicated to just my comic work. I'll mainly be posting my comic and graphic novel work here, and maybe a few paintings just to spice things up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-7719201635594864461?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/7719201635594864461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=7719201635594864461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/7719201635594864461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/7719201635594864461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2011/08/make-this-blog-active-again.html' title='Make this blog active again?'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-515510464302363049</id><published>2009-06-10T17:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T17:33:23.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Pro-life Feminist</title><content type='html'>Susan B. Anthony:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sweeter even than to have had the joy of caring for children of my own has it been to me to help bring about a better state of things for mothers generally, so their unborn little ones could not be willed away from them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is from &lt;a href="http://www.feministsforlife.org/history/foremoth.htm#egoldman"&gt;Feminists for Life&lt;/a&gt; which features an excellent page of quotes from early pioneers of the Women's Suffrage Movement.&lt;br /&gt;http://www.feministsforlife.org/history/foremoth.htm#egoldman&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-515510464302363049?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/515510464302363049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=515510464302363049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/515510464302363049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/515510464302363049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-favorite-pro-life-feminist.html' title='My Favorite Pro-life Feminist'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-5708385607961364867</id><published>2009-04-04T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T12:50:47.664-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Even better Robbie George article</title><content type='html'>This interview was published on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;U.S. News and World Report&lt;/span&gt; online. In it, Prof. George of Princeton presents the scientific data related to embryonic life in even fuller detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the &lt;a href="http://www.usnews.com/blogs/god-and-country/2009/04/03/robert-george-answers-doug-kmiecs-questions-on-life-issues.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to the full post:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.usnews.com/blogs/god-and-country/2009/04/03/robert-george-answers-doug-kmiecs-questions-on-life-issues.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one of my favorite quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Science has important things to contribute to ethical reflection, but by itself it cannot resolve ethical questions. Science cannot tell us whether there are such things as dignity and rights, or whether all human beings or, for that matter, any human beings have them. Science cannot tell us whether slavery or segregation or rape or torture is right or wrong. It cannot tell us whether mentally retarded individuals or victims of senile &lt;a id="KonaLink2" target="undefined" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.usnews.com/blogs/god-and-country/2009/04/03/robert-george-answers-doug-kmiecs-questions-on-life-issues.html#"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 84, 151) ! important;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="color: rgb(0, 84, 151) ! important;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;dementia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; have the same fundamental dignity and right to life as the rest of us possess. It cannot tell us whether it is unjust to kill infants or mentally &lt;a id="KonaLink3" target="undefined" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.usnews.com/blogs/god-and-country/2009/04/03/robert-george-answers-doug-kmiecs-questions-on-life-issues.html#"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 84, 151) ! important;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="color: rgb(0, 84, 151) ! important;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;disabled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="color: rgb(0, 84, 151) ! important;font-family:Georgia,&amp;quot;;font-size:12;"  &gt;people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to harvest their vital organs to use in transplantation surgery. It cannot tell us whether it is wrong to kill blacks to save whites, or Jews to save gentiles, or human beings in early developmental stages to save those at later stages. Science can confirm that blacks, no less than whites, Jews, no less than gentiles, and embryos, fetuses, and infants, no less than adolescents and adults, are living individuals of the human species—human beings. The questions that then must be faced are ethical, not scientific: Do all human beings, or only some, possess inherent dignity? Do we truly hold that all human beings are "created equal"? Or do we deny the principle of human equality and hold that some human beings may be regarded and treated as superior and others inferior based on factors such as race, ethnicity, sex, religion, age, size, stage of development, or condition of dependency? As a nation, we are formally committed to the principle of human equality in fundamental rights—above all, the right to life. The history of our nation is, to a considerable extent, a history of our struggle to live up to what this principle demands. We have made great progress. Let us not turn our backs on it now.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-5708385607961364867?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/5708385607961364867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=5708385607961364867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/5708385607961364867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/5708385607961364867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2009/04/even-better-robbie-george-article.html' title='Even better Robbie George article'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-9157223497548631711</id><published>2009-03-31T21:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T21:25:18.413-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polemics'/><title type='text'>"I was wrong" about abortion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande'; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;Prof. Robert P. George of Princeton was once on a panel discussion with Prof. Stanley Fish of Duke University. Fish was one of America's most prominent secularists and a staunch abortion advocate. When posed with the question: "Can we debate important moral issues when people proceed from deeply divergent starting points?" Fish argued that reason can never solve debates because there are no universal truths. Before the convention, Fish had pointed to abortion as a perfect example:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A pro-life advocate sees abortion as a sin against God who infuses life at the moment of conception; a pro-choice advocate sees abortion as a decision to be made in accordance with the best scientific opinion as to when the beginning of life, as we know it, occurs. No conversation between them can ever get started because each of them starts from a different place and they could never agree as to what they were conversing about."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof. George responded with an essay, pointing out that one can defend the unborn without an appeal to religion. What scientific evidence tells us that at the moment of conception, a distinct, unique living being is created, with the full genetic code of a human being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the debate, Prof. Fish responded by saying, "Professor George is right, and he is right to correct me." Furthermore, Fish, who had been a staunch abortion rights advocate, admitted that science overwhelmingly favored the pro-life position, and condemned abortion rights advocates for ignoring such evidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The debate over abortion and stem cell research truly is one of science vs. ideology, except that it is actually the pro-aborts who rely on ideological arguments. Were the abortion debate to be decided by scientific evidence alone, the pro-life position would be vindicated, and an unborn child would be recognized as indistinguishable from any human person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a link to Prof. George's essay, in which he explains what science tells us about the being in the womb: &lt;a href="http://catholiceducation.org/articles/abortion/ab0041.html" onmousedown="UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this), &amp;quot;8a5de612b40c6198dbc6be91dbc6e5c3&amp;quot;, event)" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://catholiceducation.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;rg/articles/abortion/ab004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an article about the debate by Chuck Colson: &lt;a href="http://www.boundless.org/2005/articles/a0000029.cfm" onmousedown="UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this), &amp;quot;8a5de612b40c6198dbc6be91dbc6e5c3&amp;quot;, event)" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" style="cursor: pointer; color: rgb(59, 89, 152); text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.boundless.org/2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;005/articles/a0000029.cfm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-9157223497548631711?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/9157223497548631711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=9157223497548631711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/9157223497548631711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/9157223497548631711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-was-wrong-about-abortion.html' title='&quot;I was wrong&quot; about abortion'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-3490545313593410513</id><published>2009-03-27T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T19:30:11.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quotes by Robert George for Reference</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:verdana;font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This week, a prof. debated me on abortion. Essentially, this prof. framed the debate in this manner: a pro-life advocate is motivated by their religion; instead the debate should be moti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;vated by scientific inquiry. That analysis is similar to that of Professor Stanley Fish of Duke University, which is quoted in this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://catholiceducation.org/articles/abortion/ab0041.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;article&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; by Professor Robert George of Princeton. In this article, Prof. George presents what science does tell us about the abortion question. He concludes that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"The scientific evidence establishes the fact that each of us was, from conception, a human being. Science, not religion, vindicates this crucial premise of the pro-life claim."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'll simply quote Prof. George at length here (mostly this is just for myself so that I can find these quotes later for reference, though I'd encourage you to read Prof. George's article, which I linked to  earlier):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"Professor Fish is mistaken, then, in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;contrasting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; the pro-life advocate with the pro-choice advocate by depicting (only) the latter as viewing abortion as “a decision to be made in accordance with the best scientific opinion as to when the beginning of life . . . occurs.” First of all, supporters of the pro-choice position are increasingly willing to sanction the practice of abortion even where they concede that it constitutes the taking of innocent human life. Pro-choice writers from Naomi Wolfe (“Our Bodies, Our Souls,” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;cite&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The New Republic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; (1995), reprinted with commentaries by pro-life writers in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;cite&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Human Life Review&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; (Winter, 1996)) to Judith Jarvis Thomson (“A Defense of Abortion,” in Marshall Cohen (ed.), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;cite&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Rights and Wrongs of Abortion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; (Princeton University Press, 1974)) have advanced theories of abortion as “justifiable homicide.” But, more to the point, people on the pro-life side insist that the central issue in the debate is the question “as to when the beginning of life occurs.” And they insist with equal vigor that this question is not a “religious” or even “metaphysical” one: it is rather, as Professor Fish says, “scientific.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 19px;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="  line-height: 19px; font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In response to this insistence, it is pro-choice advocates who typically want to transform the question into a “metaphysical” or “religious” one. It was Justice Harry Blackmun who claimed in his opinion for the Court legalizing abortion in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;cite&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Roe v. Wade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; (1973) that “at this point in man’s knowledge” the scientific evidence was inconclusive and therefore cold not determine the outcome of the case. And twenty years later, the influential pro-choice writer Ronald Dworkin went on record claiming that the question of abortion is inherently “religious.” (See Ronald Dworkin, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;cite&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Life’s Dominion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/cite&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; (Alfred A. Knopf, 1993).) It is pro-choice advocates, such as Dworkin, who want to distinguish between when a human being comes into existence “in the biological sense” and when a human being comes into existence “in the moral sense.” It is they who want to distinguish a class of human beings “with rights” from pre-(or post-) conscious human beings who “don’t have rights.” And the reason for this, I submit, is that, short of defending abortion as “justifiable homicide,” the pro-choice position collapses if the issue is to be settled purely on the basis of scientific inquiry into the question of when a new member of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;homo sapiens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; comes into existence as a self-integrating organism whose unity, distinctiveness, and identity remain intact as it develops without substantial change from the point of its beginning through the various stages of its development and into adulthood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-3490545313593410513?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/3490545313593410513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=3490545313593410513' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/3490545313593410513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/3490545313593410513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2009/03/quotes-by-robert-george-for-reference.html' title='Quotes by Robert George for Reference'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-1778978884094503531</id><published>2009-03-26T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:36:26.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boldness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Ephesians 6:19-20 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Pray also for me, that whenever I open my mouth, words may be given me so that I will fearlessly make known the mystery of the gospel, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;for which I am an ambassador in chains. Pray that I may declare it fearless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;ly, as I should.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Acts 4:29 Now, Lord, consider their threats and enable your servants to speak your word with great boldness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Charis SIL'; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 11.0px Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Philip P. Bliss:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Times New Roman"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;“Dare to be a Daniel, Dare to stand alone!  Dare to have a purpose firm!   Dare to make it known!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-1778978884094503531?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/1778978884094503531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=1778978884094503531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/1778978884094503531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/1778978884094503531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2009/03/boldness.html' title='Boldness'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-9091063709732408148</id><published>2009-03-11T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T07:24:21.994-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Democrats May Kill D.C. Scholarship Program</title><content type='html'>President Barack Obama’s two daughters, Sasha and Malia Obama, may lose two of their classmates soon. The $410 billion spending bill which is currently before Congress includes a provision which would threaten the Washington D.C., Opportunity Scholarship Program (OSP), which provides up to $7,500 to low-income families so that they can afford to send their children to a private or religious school of their choice. Over 1,700 students receive money from this scholarship, and the future of their education may be drastically affected by the bill if it is passed as is. This would include Sarah and Matt Parker, who attend the same private school as Obama’s daughters, Sidwell Friends School. Without the scholarship, it is likely that these students will no longer be able to afford the tuition for the school of their choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The question this raises is, should public money be used for private school vouchers, including religious schools? Obama has repeatedly asserted that they should not, arguing that people shouldn't abandon the public schools just because they're failing their children. Of course, when it came to choosing a school for his own daughters, Obama wisely chose private education over the inferior public schools in both Chicago and Washington D.C. Though his anti-school-choice policies, Obama is denying low-income families the chance to make the same choice he did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vouchers are strongly supported by poor families, especially parents from minority groups. Citing evidence from a 2008 Education Next/Harvard PEPG survey, J. William Reed of The Washington Times wrote, “65 percent of African-Americans support private school vouchers for low-income students (14 percent opposed). Among Hispanics, 63 percent support vouchers for low-income children (16 percent opposed).”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Supreme Court has ruled that all parents have a fundamental right to choose where their child is educated, whether they choose a public school, a private school, or a Christian school. However, many parents cannot afford to exercise this right. By killing the OPS, Democrats in Congress are doing indirectly what they are forbidden to do directly: denying parents the opportunity to choose a private school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An amendment for the stimulus is being put forward by Republicans, which will remove the damaging provision. It's the last chance for OSP because Obama promises to sign the spending bill as soon as it's passed, regardless of the provision. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the campaign, Obama promised to go through the budget "line by line" and cut wasteful spending. Why hasn't he exercised this power yet? Why sign a bill which will deny two kids the opportunity to go to Sidwell Friends School when he could easily cross out the provision?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://news.aol.com/political-machine/2009/03/06/d-c-school-voucher-program-jeopardized-by-spending-bill/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/03/07/AR2009030701767.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://washingtontimes.com/news/2009/mar/08/scholarships-at-risk/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-9091063709732408148?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/9091063709732408148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=9091063709732408148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/9091063709732408148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/9091063709732408148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2009/03/democrats-may-kill-dc-scholarship.html' title='Democrats May Kill D.C. Scholarship Program'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-8850126292994841178</id><published>2009-03-01T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T09:56:32.142-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Obama and Dr. Evil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SarDS17l__I/AAAAAAAAAbM/fgEENGMrLXU/s1600-h/dr+evil+federal+budget.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 394px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SarDS17l__I/AAAAAAAAAbM/fgEENGMrLXU/s400/dr+evil+federal+budget.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308269839291645938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Obama gave a speech supporting the proposed annual federal budget: 3.6 Trillion dollars. Man, Dr. Evil only wanted $100,000,000,000, in the James Bond spoof, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Austen Powers&lt;/span&gt;. Along with the Trillion dollar "stimulus package" the new government is spending more money than was spent by the federal government from the founding of this country to the current day. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During the campaign, Obama sharply criticized the massive debt incurred by Bush. But if this budget does not change, at the end of four years Obama will have added twice the amount to the national debt that Bush added in eight years. If Obama is reelected, he will add a total of triple the amount Bush spent to the national debt. Looks like we're in for four more years of Bush's financial follies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-8850126292994841178?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/8850126292994841178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=8850126292994841178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/8850126292994841178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/8850126292994841178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2009/03/obama-and-dr-evil.html' title='Obama and Dr. Evil'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SarDS17l__I/AAAAAAAAAbM/fgEENGMrLXU/s72-c/dr+evil+federal+budget.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-2664656820301317615</id><published>2009-02-26T21:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:40:27.480-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Bleakhouse - a Congress controlled by Democrats</title><content type='html'>A tragic character in Charles Dickens' &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Bleakhouse&lt;/span&gt; is Richard Carstone, whose mindset reminds me of the Democrats in control of the Presidency, the Senate, and the (Bleak) House. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Richard Carstone has unusual logic regarding how he spends his money. Say Richard wants to spend 10 pounds on something he doesn't need, but his friends Esther and Ada (all three wards of the benevolent Mr. Jarndyce) stop him from wasting his money. Later on, he may waste 6 pounds on something else he doesn't need. However, as he repeatedly insists to his fellow wards, he has really saved 4 pounds, because earlier on he did not spend the 10 pounds. Richard carried this unusual logic further and further until eventually, he ends up deeply in debt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Obama and the Democrats argue that, by getting out of Iraq, they will be saving over a billion dollars annually, which is a generous estimation on their part. Somehow, "saving" a billion dollars somehow makes it fiscally sensible to spend over a trillion dollars, which is now their annual budget. The Democrats are actually carrying the financial insensibility of Richard Carstone a step further then that poor fictitious soul ever could.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By not spending billions, we can now afford to spend trillions? Never mind that it was thanks to the surge (and George W.) that we were on the path to a successful withdrawal from Iraq, already. Never mind that over nine thousand earmarks in the new stimulus bill will easily erase these perceived savings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The logic behind this argument is fundamentally flawed, and certainly does not make such massive spending fiscally responsible. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Richard Carstone came to an unfortunate fate at the end of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bleakhouse&lt;/span&gt;. Time will tell if the Democrats will lead America's economy to a similar end with their fiscal policies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-2664656820301317615?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/2664656820301317615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=2664656820301317615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/2664656820301317615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/2664656820301317615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2009/02/bleakhouse-congress-controlled-by.html' title='Bleakhouse - a Congress controlled by Democrats'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-2624309527368659324</id><published>2009-01-27T20:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T20:16:13.554-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>Things They Carried</title><content type='html'>(Blogger won't let me post this image right now. I'll get it up soon, but if you want to see it, check out my &lt;a href="http://joshthecartoonguy.deviantart.com/art/The-Things-They-Carried-110965464"&gt;DeviantArt Gallery&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Mira Wiegmann's Intro to Lit class, we read Tim O'Brien's short story, "The Things They Carried." I decided to illustrate the story with a sketch of an American soldier in Vietnam, burdened my the many objects he carries. Many of these were inspired by the story. I chose John Wayne for several reasons: first, he is awesome, second, he is identified with America's strength of spirit throughout history (he even made a film about Vietnam), and third, "John Wayne complex" was something we discussed in class. Real soldiers adopted Wayne's persona to cope with the stress of war. If you're familiar with the story, you'll recognize my inspiration for many of the unusual objects he carries. See how many you can spot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer key: In addition to various weaponry, including the M-16, he carries socks, an illustrated New Testament, a comic book, a plastic jug, a bandage, a feathered tomahawk, a human thumb as a good luck charm, a sling shot as his last defense, and barely visible a water canteen on his left side&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-2624309527368659324?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/2624309527368659324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=2624309527368659324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/2624309527368659324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/2624309527368659324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2009/01/things-they-carried.html' title='Things They Carried'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-8637221412093835063</id><published>2009-01-26T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T17:30:12.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GS 201</title><content type='html'>Oh brother! The whole GS program is just laid back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;March to a Promised Land, is thorough, but a bit dull. However, I found this quote rather intriguing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Until the middle of the twentieth century, relatively few blacks voted. Some blacks had voted in the segregated states for years without incident or protest . . . The Republican Party, seeking a way through the solid white Democratic wall in the South, had some success in the early to middle part of the century attracting blacks. But the political control in the South was not in the Republican camp at that time. It was a white Democratic South. (87)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knew? I have always heard the civil rights movement framed as progressive Democrats versus Republicans. Yet, without the support of Republicans, the Civil Rights act of 1964 would not have passed. "The opposition was led by Southern Democrats who had dominated Senate leadership for many years" (124). On what basis does the Democratic take sole credit for championing the civil rights movement in politics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Alabama Governor George Wallace, famous for proclaiming "Segregation today, segregation tomorrow, segregation forever!" was a Democrat. I had never heard that about him before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-8637221412093835063?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/8637221412093835063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=8637221412093835063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/8637221412093835063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/8637221412093835063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2009/01/gs-201.html' title='GS 201'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-7801249170234700094</id><published>2009-01-23T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T17:18:39.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'>President Garfield</title><content type='html'>Here are a couple quotes by President James. A Garfield, which I believe still ring true:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Now more than ever before, the people are responsible for the character of their Congress. If that body be ignorant, reckless and corrupt, it is because the people tolerate ignorance, recklessness and corruption. If it be intelligent, brave and pure, it is because the people demand these high qualities to represent them in the national legislature ... If the next centennial does not find us a great nation...it will be because those who represent the enterprise, the culture, and the morality of the nation do not aid in controlling the political forces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The chief duty of government is to keep the peace and stand out of the sunshine of the people."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-7801249170234700094?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/7801249170234700094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=7801249170234700094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=2487831262056326490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/2487831262056326490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/2487831262056326490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2009/01/ronald-reagans-inaugural-address.html' title='Ronald Reagan&apos;s Inaugural Address'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-5272284444108508627</id><published>2009-01-20T06:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T06:47:15.735-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Obama's Inauguration</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SXXieKry0eI/AAAAAAAAAas/fFicUgpyNUc/s1600-h/Barack_Obama_Color.bmp" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SXXieKry0eI/AAAAAAAAAas/fFicUgpyNUc/s400/Barack_Obama_Color.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293385944935879138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An old comic I wrote when it became clear that Barrack would overcome the Clinton machine. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The feeling I get when I see an advertisement for a Christmas shopping sale before Halloween is the same feeling I'm starting to get when I see Obama's face, again. It's inescapable. He's in S&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ports Illustrated&lt;/span&gt;, he's in fine art magazines, he's on every news station all the time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, while you're enjoying the inauguration, I'll be in class watching &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Othello&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"So this is how democracy dies, with thunderous applause." - Star Wars Episode III, Revenge of the Sith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-5272284444108508627?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/5272284444108508627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=5272284444108508627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/5272284444108508627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/5272284444108508627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2009/01/obamas-inauguration.html' title='Obama&apos;s Inauguration'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SXXieKry0eI/AAAAAAAAAas/fFicUgpyNUc/s72-c/Barack_Obama_Color.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-732916379480830504</id><published>2009-01-19T12:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:29:12.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 steps to Communism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Century Schoolbook'; "&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="text-align: left;"&gt;These are Karl Marx's "10 Planks" or 10 steps that must be instituted in order to achieve communism. Some of them may surprise you:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Abolition of Property in Land and Application of all Rents of Land to Public Purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;A Heavy Progressive or Graduated Income Tax.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Abolition of All Rights of Inheritance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Confiscation of the Property of All Emigrants and Rebels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Centralization of Credit in the Hands of the State, by Means of a National Bank with State Capital and an Exclusive Monopoly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Centralization of the Means of Communication and Transport in the Hands of the State.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Extension of Factories and Instruments of Production Owned by the State, the Bringing Into Cultivation of Waste Lands, and the Improvement of the Soil Generally in Accordance with a Common Plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Equal Liability of All to Labor. Establishment of Industrial Armies, Especially for Agriculture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Combination of Agriculture with Manufacturing Industries; Gradual Abolition of the Distinction Between Town and Country by a More Equable Distribution of the Population over the Country.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Free Education for All Children in Public Schools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Would it surprise you to learn that we in America can already check off a few items on this list? First, America already possesses a progressive, graduated income tax, and this year, a man who thinks it needs to be even more progressive, "As a matter of fairness," is coming into power. By bailing out corporations, the federal government has also gotten into the banking business, fulfilling step five. Bank of America, now, really is the bank of America. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left" style="text-align: left;"&gt;Though Karl Marx may not have thought so, the most important step of all is 10. If you control the schools, you can control what the next generation will think. Karl Marx would not have supported school choice, voucher programs, or any form of private education, including home schooling. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-732916379480830504?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/732916379480830504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=732916379480830504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/732916379480830504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/732916379480830504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2009/01/10-steps-to-communism.html' title='10 steps to Communism'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-7149818744688033849</id><published>2009-01-18T20:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T12:18:24.895-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polemics'/><title type='text'>Thoughts on Gaza</title><content type='html'>Haven't posted in a while. It's hard to keep up a regular blog while juggling the responsibilities of college life. Some days, like today, I have so much free time to kill, I can post twice in one day. I have been thinking a lot about the situation in Gaza. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In one of my classes, a student declared Israel guilty of genocide, based solely on the fact that some innocent Palestinians had been killed in combat. The very next class period, we discussed the civil rights movement, non-violent protest, and basic human rights. Someone asked us to pray that Israel adopt non-violent methods when dealing with Hamas, accusing Israel of violating the basic human rights of the Palestinians in Gaza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To quote C.S. Lewis' character, Professor Kirke, "Why don't they teach logic at these schools?" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I am not thoroughly up-to-date on the latest news from the frontline, but let us step behind John Rawls "veil of ignorance." (In other words, pretend you know absolutely nothing about Gaza or Israel.) Say that for decades, your country and your people have been under attack by a terrorist group, one that will not rest until you have been obliterated. Your government, under immense pressure from countries around the world, tries to appease this organization by giving them a chunk of land they want. "Land for Peace," cries the world. However, the terrorists are not placated. In fact, using this strip of land as a base, this terrorist organization can now fire missiles even deeper into your country. Over the course of a few years, the terrorists fire over 100 missiles into populated towns. You are a civilian in one of these towns, and in your town there is a siren. When it goes off, you have 15-30 seconds to dive for shelter before a missile strikes the ground, firing deadly shrapnel in all directions. Men, women, and children must walk the streets listening for this siren. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, what course of action is proper to deal with this problem? If the country were America, and a terrorist organization like Al-Qaeda, situated in any given county, had fired 100 missiles into our country, can you honestly tell me that you would not support military action to protect American lives? Or shouldn't America take the moral high-road and, in the spirit of friendship, express our problem using only non-violent protest, in the spirit of Ghandi? Maybe, just maybe, Al-Qaeda, impressed by our benevolent spirit, will decide that they don't want to exterminate us and abandon their attacks on our country!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, let us step back out of the veil of ignorance. The country is Israel, the terrorist organization is called Hamas, and the strip of land is called Gaza. What do you expect the Israelites to do? Sit outside the border of Gaza and sing Kum-ba-ya?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's called defensive warfare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-7149818744688033849?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/7149818744688033849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=7149818744688033849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/7149818744688033849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/7149818744688033849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2009/01/gaza.html' title='Thoughts on Gaza'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-3005858686119515808</id><published>2009-01-18T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T15:41:31.773-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Robert P. George on Killing Abortionists</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Times; "&gt;&lt;p&gt;Professor Robert P. Geroge of Princeton is a genius whose opinions on ethics and law are widely respected. When asked whether it is justifiable to use lethal force against those who perform abortions, he wrote this brief response. It is one of the most witty and brilliant pro-life arguments I have seen:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I am personally opposed to killing abortionists. However, inasmuch as my personal opposition to this practice is rooted in a sectarian (Catholic) religious belief in the sanctity of human life, I am unwilling to impose it on others who may, as a matter of conscience, take a different view. Of course, I am entirely in favor of policies aimed at removing the root causes of violence against abortionists. Indeed, I would go so far as to support mandatory one-week waiting periods, and even nonjudgmental counseling, for people who are contemplating the choice of killing an abortionist. I believe in policies that reduce the urgent need some people feel to kill abortionists while, at the same time, respecting the rights of conscience of my fellow citizens who believe that the killing of abortionists is sometimes a tragic necessity-not a good, but a lesser evil. In short, I am moderately pro-choice.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-3005858686119515808?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/3005858686119515808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=3005858686119515808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/3005858686119515808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/3005858686119515808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2009/01/robert-p-george-on-killing-abortionists.html' title='Robert P. George on Killing Abortionists'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-3065006732305442852</id><published>2008-12-25T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:00:55.708-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polemics'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas!</title><content type='html'>I was pleased to see that my column on Christmas was published in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Sower&lt;/span&gt;. I received a lot of positive comments from fellow students about this article.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Recently, the cultural diversity policy for the Lincoln Children’s Zoo prevented three of its sponsors from handing out coupons with a Bible verse printed on the back at an annual fundraiser. Therefore, the three sponsors, Evangelical Free Church, daVinci’s, and Champions Fun Center, withdrew their Noah’s Ark display from the event this year. Apparently, it’s okay to have a display of Noah’s Ark, but quoting the actual Bible story is somehow harmful to children. There is something remarkably absurd about a diversity policy that excludes religious expression. By definition, diversity should be inclusive, with all religions receiving equal footing. Unfortunately, many modern institutions seem to define diversity by subtraction rather than addition.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;At no other time in the year does this become more clear than during the Christmas season. Even before Thanksgiving ended, the first shot had already been fired in the 2008 War on Christmas. In an article for the British newspaper &lt;i style=""&gt;The Observer&lt;/i&gt;, Rowan Walker reports that Oxford, England has banned the word “Christmas” from their Christmas Festival in an attempt to be more inclusive. Oxford now dubs the event the “Winter Light Festival.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;What is going on here? Who is offended by using the word “Christmas”? Every year, in the days leading up to everyone’s favorite holiday, we hear stories of businesses and public facilities replacing the “Christ” in Christmas with a big “X,” or requiring employees to greet everyone with a strictly secular “Happy Holidays.” It’s as if we are living in the dream world of Ebenezer Scrooge. “Merry Christmas? Bah, humbug!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;The fact is, no one should be offended by Christmas. It is ingrained in American culture: In “A Charlie Brown Christmas”, the single most popular Christmas special ever created, Linus quotes the Gospel of Luke 2:8-14, retelling the whole Nativity story outright! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;So, why is there such apprehension to call Christmas what it is, Christmas! The problem is we live in a sinful world which cannot stand being reminded of the good news of Christ’s coming. John 3:20 “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Everyone who does evil hates the light, and will not come into the light for fear that his deeds will be exposed” (NIV). So don’t be surprised to hear stories about “Christmas” celebrations being restricted in the name of diversity. It’s just a thin disguise for the world’s hatred of the Gospel message. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;By the way, if you’re planning to do any “Christmas” shopping this year, why not spend your dollars at a business which recognizes that you are actually buying presents to celebrate Christmas, not Winter Solstice or some other secularly correct holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;(Find Rowan Walker’s article on Oxford’s Christmas Festival at &lt;b style=""&gt;http://www.guardian.co.uk/uk/2008/nov/02/christmas-political-correctness-oxford-christian&lt;/b&gt;.) &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-3065006732305442852?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/3065006732305442852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=3065006732305442852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/3065006732305442852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/3065006732305442852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas!'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-4263879417943011798</id><published>2008-12-25T21:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T21:54:06.741-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humor'/><title type='text'>Acoustic Guitar Hero</title><content type='html'>Thanks to my parents for getting me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Guitar Hero: Aerosmith&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I had a blast challenging my siblings to guitar battles and even Mom got on her rock.&lt;br /&gt;Here's a hilarious video my brother shared with me which makes fun of Guitar Hero. It's a clip from Southpark, a show I do NOT recommend, but there's nothing inappropriate about this particular clip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:cms:item:southparkstudios.com:163728:" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="window" allowfullscreen="true" scriptaccess="always" height="360" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-4263879417943011798?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/4263879417943011798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=4263879417943011798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/4263879417943011798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/4263879417943011798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/12/acoustic-guitar-hero.html' title='Acoustic Guitar Hero'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-415006165495380432</id><published>2008-12-19T08:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T08:31:32.147-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polemics'/><title type='text'>Same-sex Marriage Debate</title><content type='html'>I recently got into a debate with another blogger about same-sex marriage. She argued that no one is harmed by a same-sex relationship, ergo we should legalize same-sex marriage. Here is my response:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who have been affected by the gay movement other than same-sex couples include parents whose children attend public schools, especially in states like Massachusetts. In the words of the 1st U.S. Circuit Court of Appeals: "Given that Massachusetts has recognized gay marriage under its state constitution, it is entirely rational for its schools to educate their students regarding that recognition." Ergo, parents who do not believe in gay marriage are being prevented from overseeing or directing the sexual education of their children. (Bruce Hausknecht, "Does Same-sex Marriage Affect My Marriage?")&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, small business owners are being forced to compromise their deeply held religious convictions. "Jon and Elaine Huguenin are a Christian couple who run a small photography studio in Albuquerque, NM. They declined a request to photograph a same-sex commitment ceremony, based on their religious beliefs about the nature of marriage, and were fined $6,600...In Colorado, a new law known as SB 200 goes a step further and specifies jail time as an additional punishment for religiously minded business owners taking a similar conscience-based position." (ibid)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Legalizing gay marriage would weaken the institution of marriage.   Lynn D. Wardle wrote this in the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Journal of Public Law&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;"Including same-sex couples within the institution of marriage will transform the institution of marriage to the detriment of all...In terms of expectations of marital loyalty, stability, relational monogamy, actual infidelity, and promiscuity, the introduction of gay and lesbian relationships into the institution on marriage entails a serious risk of lowering the standards, understanding, expectations and behaviors of marriage for all members of society." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, there is a correlation between legalizing same-sex marriage, and attitudes towards marriage. "Using a poll of data reporting interviews with 50,000 in thirty-five nations, [David] Blankenhorn created four categories of countries according to their laws regarding attitudes towards marriage...In nations without gay marriage, people are twice as likely to say married people are happier than in nations with gay marriage, and nearly twice as likely to say that people with children ought to marry...The World Values Survey produced similar results. These two data pools show a stair-step correlations: support for marriage is weakest in nations that have legalized same-sex marriage, stronger in nations that have legalized marriage-equivalent civil unions or partnerships, stronger again in nations that have only a few jurisdictions where same-sex unions are legalized, and strongest by far in nations that do not recognize either same-sex marriage or civil unions." (Lynn D. Wardle, "The Attack on Marriage as the Union of a Man and a Woman")&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-415006165495380432?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/415006165495380432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=415006165495380432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/415006165495380432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/415006165495380432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/12/same-sex-marriage-debate.html' title='Same-sex Marriage Debate'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-4604531801729028578</id><published>2008-12-07T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T09:15:47.496-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Random thought</title><content type='html'>Fear of hell does not equal fear of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thought just popped into my head. Agree? Disagree? I'll muse on this some more at a later time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-4604531801729028578?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/4604531801729028578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=4604531801729028578' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/4604531801729028578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/4604531801729028578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/12/random-thought.html' title='Random thought'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-7828793763016234146</id><published>2008-12-05T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T20:32:29.682-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>Improv Show was Amazing!</title><content type='html'>So, the Improv show is done. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wow.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am exhausted! For party quirks, I had to play a flesh-eating bacteria. In press conference, we got to interview King Solomon and William Wallace. Most awkward of all, in pan left-pan right, I was on a prom date, except she wore the tux and I wore the dress. Without a doubt, everybody was hilarious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-7828793763016234146?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/7828793763016234146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=7828793763016234146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/7828793763016234146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/7828793763016234146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/12/improv-show-was-amazing.html' title='Improv Show was Amazing!'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-7082186422165164314</id><published>2008-12-05T14:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T14:11:03.850-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>Improv Show</title><content type='html'>I'll be performing in my first Improv show today! I'll post later tonight and write about how well it went. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aslo, I auditioned for next semester's play and got an okay role: I'm a bolt bender, in charge of making lighting. The play is called &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still-life with Iris&lt;/span&gt;, and it's a modern fantasy story sort of like &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alice in Wonderland&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-7082186422165164314?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/7082186422165164314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=7082186422165164314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/7082186422165164314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/7082186422165164314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/12/improv-show.html' title='Improv Show'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-2019746618256249206</id><published>2008-11-30T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T21:32:33.017-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><title type='text'>Give in to your Star Wars geekiness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/STLlaR39IjI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/l9r4xaWiAV0/s1600-h/Darth_Vader.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 125px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/STLlaR39IjI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/l9r4xaWiAV0/s400/Darth_Vader.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274530353241727538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I just have to share this YouTube video. I'd love to see a quartet of singers perform part of this, like for a variety show or such:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lk5_OSsawz4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lk5_OSsawz4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, Tim the Sorcerer recommended that I check out "Darths and Droids," a webcomic&lt;br /&gt;that spoofs Star Wars Episode I and Dungeons and Dragons. I've never played a game of D&amp;amp;D in my life, but I still found it hilarious. It's famous for being the first website on the internet to use the phrase "Jar Jar, you're a genius!" As in, if you did a Google search for that phrase before Darths &amp;amp; Droids, nothing would come up. Here's a link to &lt;a href="http://www.darthsanddroids.net/episodes/0001.html"&gt;part one&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-2019746618256249206?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/2019746618256249206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=2019746618256249206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/2019746618256249206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/2019746618256249206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/11/give-in-to-your-star-wars-geekiness.html' title='Give in to your Star Wars geekiness!'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/STLlaR39IjI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/l9r4xaWiAV0/s72-c/Darth_Vader.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-8485263526320560971</id><published>2008-11-21T16:39:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T16:41:33.522-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><title type='text'>Martin Luther</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SSdVAx0t36I/AAAAAAAAAZk/4z2IK3-GmtE/s1600-h/Martin_Luther.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SSdVAx0t36I/AAAAAAAAAZk/4z2IK3-GmtE/s400/Martin_Luther.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271275360723263394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-8485263526320560971?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/8485263526320560971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=8485263526320560971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/8485263526320560971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/8485263526320560971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/11/martin-luther.html' title='Martin Luther'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SSdVAx0t36I/AAAAAAAAAZk/4z2IK3-GmtE/s72-c/Martin_Luther.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-8443385216060129658</id><published>2008-11-17T07:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T16:41:46.682-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>DeviantArt and Avatar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SSGS0hkERyI/AAAAAAAAAZA/JVNm6Y_eI1A/s1600-h/iRoh_by_Booter_Freak.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SSGS0hkERyI/AAAAAAAAAZA/JVNm6Y_eI1A/s320/iRoh_by_Booter_Freak.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269654470060689186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;(I found this &lt;a href="http://booter-freak.deviantart.com/art/iRoh-20429391"&gt;image&lt;/a&gt; on DeviantArt, a site which lets artists upload their work. I've started &lt;a href="http://joshthecartoonguy.deviantart.com/"&gt;my own DeviantArt profile&lt;/a&gt; as well. This is something I wrote for ECTA about Christian themes in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Avatar: The Last Airbender&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I finally got the complete third season of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Avatar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; on DVD, and am anxiously awaiting Thanksgiving break when I can re-watch the whole show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Avatar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; is the most intelligent animated series I’ve seen (even more so than most regular TV shows), beautifully drawn and superbly written. Two characters in particular are almost Dickensian in nature: Uncle Iroh and Prince Zuko. If Charles Dickens were alive today, I would not be surprised if he created a character like Uncle Iroh: a wise, eccentric old man with a wry wit, a passion for tea, and a silver tongue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Both Iroh and Zuko are deep, three-dimensional characters. The story of Zuko’s transformation from an angry, selfish malefactor to a strong, virtuous hero is as dramatic as the miraculous redemption of Ebenezer Scrooge in Dickens’ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A Christmas Carol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;. Though the writers may or may not be Christians, the story of Zuko’s redemption is particularly poignant to me because I know that, in the real world, such a change can only be effected by the healing power of Christ’s love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;For me, one of the most profound stories of the Bible is that of Saul’s conversion, when he became the Apostle Paul. Saul was a Roman citizen, and he persecuted the early Christians, and was even responsible for the death of the first martyr, Steven. However, even a man so evil was not beyond the power of Christ’s love. But Jesus appeared before Saul on the road to Damascus and struck him blind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;God asked his disciple Ananias to heal Paul, telling him, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;“T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;his man is my chosen instrument to carry my name before the Gentiles and their kings and before the people of Israel” (Acts 9:15b). Paul’s sight was restored, and he went on to proclaim the Gospel to the Gentiles, and even became a martyr himself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;In &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Avatar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, when the audience first meets Zuko, he is just as monstrous as Saul. He is heavily scarred, he is obsessed with taking the heroic Avatar his prisoner, and he treats his soldiers and his Uncle terribly. The viewer’s first impression of Zuko is that he is a run-of-the-mill villain. However, Zuko is much more complicated than that. When he was thirteen years old, Zuko begged Uncle Iroh to bring him to one of his father’s war councils. A general unveiled his plan to sacrifice a whole troop of new recruits, using them as bait for the enemy, and Zuko spoke out against the plan. For showing this disrespect, Zuko’s father challenged him to Agni Kai, a fire duel, scarred his son, and banished him from the Fire Nation until he captured the Avatar. Uncle Iroh, blaming himself for bringing Zuko to the meeting, accompanied his nephew. “But when his heart became arrogant and hardened with pride, he was deposed from his royal throne and stripped of his glory” (Daniel 5:20 NIV). Technically, Zuko wasn’t deposed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; of his pride, but he was stripped of glory, and as he tries to reclaim his honor, he grows more arrogant and prideful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Throughout the series, the story of Zuko and Iroh serves as the “B plot,” secondary to the main plot of Aang the Avatar’s journey with his friends. Yet, in my opinion, the story of Iroh’s influence on Zuko is even more compelling than the “A plot.” Much of Iroh’s advice reflects Christian truths. “I don’t feel any shame at all. I’m as proud as ever,” Zuko claims defiantly in the episode “Bitter Work.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Uncle Iroh responds, “Prince Zuko, pride is not the opposite of shame, but its source. True humility is the only antidote to shame.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;“The pride of your heart has deceived you, you who live in the clefts of the rocks and make your home on the heights, you who say to yourself, 'Who can bring me down to the ground?'” (Obadiah 1:3 NIV).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;While on the run, literally living in the clefts of the rocks and on the heights, Zuko asks his uncle to teach him more advanced fire bending. He fails to learn how to generate lightning, but his uncle does teach him how to redirect it. Zuko wants to test his mastery of the technique by having his Uncle throw lighting at him, but when Uncle refuses to take that risk, Zuko climbs high on a cliff in the middle of a lightning storm. There he yells angrily, as if speaking to God, “You’ve always thrown everything you could at me. Well I can take it, and now I can give it back. Go on, strike me! You’ve never held back before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Despite Zuko’s many mistakes, Iroh forgives his troubled nephew every time without reservation. Once, Zuko had a choice between joining his Uncle and helping the Avatar, or helping his sister Azula capture the Avatar. Wanting to reclaim his throne, Zuko chose to betray his uncle. Later, he regrets his decision and attempts to right his mistake by joining Aang’s group. When Zuko next sees his uncle, he is afraid to face him. Iroh’s reaction is reminiscent of the father’s in the story of the prodigal son; he embraces Zuko before the confused teen can even finish his apology. “How can you forgive me so easily? I thought you would be furious with me!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I was never angry with you. I was sad, because I was afraid you'd lost your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;” Iroh’s relationship with Zuko is very Christ-like; Iroh forgives his beloved nephew instantly and unconditionally, in spite of his terrible past actions. The series ends with Zuko appointed as the new Fire Lord, ushering in an era of peace, the “beautiful prince” his uncle hoped he would one day become. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-8443385216060129658?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/8443385216060129658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=8443385216060129658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/8443385216060129658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/8443385216060129658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/11/deviantart-and-avatar.html' title='DeviantArt and Avatar'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SSGS0hkERyI/AAAAAAAAAZA/JVNm6Y_eI1A/s72-c/iRoh_by_Booter_Freak.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-8004090331479171029</id><published>2008-11-15T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T22:22:29.974-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Writers' Workshop Wednesday!</title><content type='html'>I've started a Weekly Writers' Workshop (on Wednesdays for alliteration' sake) here at Concordia with the help of some of my classmates. The purpose of the group is to share our work with others and get reaction. Also, it will help provide motivation for people to finish their works, be it poetry, short stories, or even novels. Anyone's welcome. We meet in Stieter lounge at 8:30 p.m. Here's a link to the &lt;a href="http://www.concordiawriters.blogspot.com"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; we've started. Hopefully, we'll have everyone posting their work there soon. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-8004090331479171029?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/8004090331479171029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=8004090331479171029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/8004090331479171029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/8004090331479171029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/11/writers-workshop-wednesday.html' title='Writers&apos; Workshop Wednesday!'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-7198913557843890272</id><published>2008-11-15T22:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T22:18:17.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kiss Me Kate and Imrpov</title><content type='html'>The musical at Concordia is a huge success! I'm having a blast being the humble servant Phillip, and getting bossed around by Andrew. Furthermore, I've earned a spot in the next Imrpov performance! It will be Friday, Dec. 5. Some of my Freshman buddies, such as Henning Petersen (IV), and Phil (Mother Pheasant Plucker) Kober!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-7198913557843890272?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/7198913557843890272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=7198913557843890272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/7198913557843890272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/7198913557843890272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/11/kiss-me-kate-and-imrpov.html' title='Kiss Me Kate and Imrpov'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-3227629026062051000</id><published>2008-11-15T22:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T16:42:15.375-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>The War on Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Recently, the cultural diversity policy for the Lincoln Children’s Zoo prevented three of its sponsors from han&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;ding out coupons with a Bible verse printed on the back at the annual Boo at the Zoo fundraiser. Therefore, the three sponsors, Evangelical Free Church, daVinci’s, and Champions Fun Center, withdrew their Noah’s Ark display from the event this year. Apparently, it’s okay to have a display of Noah’s Ark, but quoting the actual Bible story is somehow harmful to children. There is something remarkably absurd about a diversity policy that excludes religious expression. By definition, diversity should be inclusive, with all religions receiving equal footing. Unfortunately, many modern institutions seem to define diversity by subtraction rather than addition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;At no other time in the year does this become more clear than during the Christmas season. Halloween just ended, and without even a pause for Thanksgiving, the first shot has already been fired in the 2008 War on Christmas. In an article for the British newspaper &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The Observer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, Rowan Walker reports that Oxford, England has banned the word “Christmas” from their Christmas Festival in an attempt to be more inclusive. Oxford now dubs the event the “Winter Light Festival.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;What is going on here? Who is offended by using the word “Christmas”? Every year, in the days leading up to everyone’s favorite holiday, we hear stories of businesses and public facilities replacing the “Christ” in Christmas with a big “X,” or requiring employees to greet everyone with a strictly secular “Happy Holidays.” It’s as if we are living in the dream world of Ebenezer Scrooge. “Merry Christmas? Bah, humbug!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The fact is, no one should be offended by Christmas. It is ingrained in American culture: In “A Charlie Brown Christmas”, the single most popular Christmas special ever created, Linus quotes the Gospel of Luke 2:8-14, retelling the whole Nativity story outright! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;So, why is there such apprehension to call Christmas what it is, Christmas! The problem is we live in a sinful world which cannot stand being reminded of the good news of Christ’s coming. John 3:20 “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Everyone who does evil hates the light, and will not come into the light for fear that his deeds will be exposed” (NIV). So don’t be surprised to hear stories about “Christmas” celebrations being restricted in the name of diversity. It’s just a thin disguise for the world’s hatred of the Gospel message. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;By the way, if you’re planning to do any “Christmas” shopping this year, why not spend your dollars at a business which recognizes that you are actually buying presents to celebrate Christmas, not Winter Solstice or some other secularly correct holiday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;(Find Rowan Walker’s article on Oxford’s Christmas Festival at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;http://www.guardian.co.uk/uk/2008/nov/02/christmas-political-correctness-oxford-christian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-3227629026062051000?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/3227629026062051000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=3227629026062051000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/3227629026062051000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/3227629026062051000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/11/war-on-christmas.html' title='The War on Christmas'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-5685357877869829099</id><published>2008-11-04T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T11:33:57.600-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>The Tragic Biography of Mickey the Key Chain</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;This week for Gernant's ECTA class, we did a garbology writing assignment. Basically, we had to pick out a piece of garbage, study it, jot down our observations, and write a piece of prose fiction about our item. I picked a Mickey Mouse Club key chain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;Mickey was born, born a pauper to a pawn, in China. He immediately immigrated to America to work at Disney World. In America, Mickey faced terrible persecution. Some of the other key chains accused him of being a communist sympathizer, just because of his national origin. It didn’t help that Mickey only wore red, every day. He couldn’t help it, it was the only shirt he owned. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;Fortunately, China started to make everything for America, including all of Disney’s cheap souvenirs. Mickey could stop worrying about the red scare, but now he had a new problem: at $10 he was just one little overpriced key chain in a million. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;Years later, he was purchased by a Lutheran family visiting Disney World with their three year old son, Martin. Martin liked to shake Mickey like a rattle, and put him in his mouth and suck on him because, after all, Mickey did resemble a red lollipop. Mickey didn’t mind; he loved his new owner. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;By the time Marty turned five, Mickey had become his good luck charm. Marty got into the habit of spinning Mickey around on his finger when he got bored. It made Mickey very dizzy, but he got through it by pretending to be a cosmonaut. After all, spinning around rapidly was sort of like being in a centrifuge. When the G-force exceeded maximum capacity and Mickey flew off Martin’s finger, it was just like lift off. However, all of Mickey’s space flights ended in crash landings, leaving him nicked, scuffed, and scarred for life. Even worse, Mickey’s dreams of being the first to reach the moon were dashed by the Americans and Neil Armstrong. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;When Martin turned 16, Mickey discovered his true calling: drag racing! Mickey enjoyed the thrill of the race even more than Marty, and brought him victory every time with his good luck.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;Unfortunately, Martin’s mommy, discovering his secret life, decided her son needed to grow up and slipped Mickey into the trash. Marty searched furiously for his old friend, but Mickey was gone. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in"&gt;Mickey thought he was done for, but by a twist of fate, he was rescued by a Concordia college student. Mickey is now enjoying a quiet retirement, sharing lengthy conversations with his fellow key chains, Darth Vader, Luke Skywalker, and the mini eight ball. Despite their differences, they are the best of friends. However, the eight ball keeps trying to predict Mickey’s future. He seems to think that, eventually, Mickey will be surreptitiously thrown in the trash by their owner’s mother. Who knows what the future holds for Mickey the Keychain?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-5685357877869829099?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/5685357877869829099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=5685357877869829099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/5685357877869829099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/5685357877869829099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/11/tragic-biography-of-mickey-key-chain.html' title='The Tragic Biography of Mickey the Key Chain'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-8848688090066039408</id><published>2008-11-01T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T08:53:41.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polemics'/><title type='text'>Another Thought on Inherit the Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-line-height:200%;mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I wrote about the impact the play &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Inherit the Wind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;has had on me. I wrote about how, as I watched the whole audience laugh at bigoted caricatures of Christianity, I realized we are in a culture war. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-line-height:200%;mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;There was something else about the play which stood out to me. In the original film, Drummond, who is supposed to be Clarence Darrow, cross-examines Brady, who is supposed to be William Jennings Bryan. Drummond asks Brady to imagine if only evolution were taught to children and not the Bible. Drummond thought it would only be fair if both ideas were presented equally, and not suppressed. In that case, the idea being suppressed was evolution, today it’s creationism. Of course, that line was omitted in the modern version of the play. Why? Because even though Drummond believed in evolution, he knew that only teaching evolution and dismissing other theories would hinder critical critical analysis. Such an idea was deplorable even to the anti-Christian bigots who wrote this play. Today, we have gone far beyond what Drummond envisioned. If he were alive today, he would probably support school choice, and be labeled a backwards fundamentalist by the modern secular elite. In this culture war, the enemy has captured the education system, allowing them to indoctrinate generation after generation of impressionable children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-8848688090066039408?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/8848688090066039408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=8848688090066039408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/8848688090066039408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/8848688090066039408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-thought-on-inherit-wind.html' title='Another Thought on Inherit the Wind'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-1199504603998660095</id><published>2008-11-01T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T08:48:53.022-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polemics'/><title type='text'>The difference between professing Christ loudly and confessing Christ proudly</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-line-height:200%;mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;“If I profess with the loudest voice and clearest exposition every portion of the truth of God except precisely that little point which the world and the devil are at that moment attacking, I am not confessing Christ, however boldly I may be professing Christ. Where t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;he battle rages, there the loyalty of the soldiers is proved; and to be steady on all the battlefield besides, is mere flight and disgrace if he flinches at that point.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;-- Martin Luther.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-line-height:200%;mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;What does this mean? I think Martin Luther is pretty clear. It is of the utmost importance that a Christian stand up for the truth of God that is being attacked. If you stand up for something that is not being attacked, you’re not accomplishing a whole lot. It’s not that hard to be anti-slavery in modern America, but it was much harder when slavery was common in American society. So, which of God’s truths are under attack today? The sanctity of life and God’s model for marriage come to mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-line-height:200%;mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;The world is at war with God’s word. Even passive Nativity displays, or pictures of Noah and his animals on invitations for an event at the Children’s Zoo are removed in the name of diversity. I think there are two kinds of diversity. My idea is that diversity is inclusive, that everyone should be represented. The world’s idea of diversity is excusive, a naked public square. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-line-height:200%;mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;In a world full of war and death, these displays may not seem like a huge problem. But shouldn’t Christians be concerned that those who are against Christ, who think the good news of the Gospel message is offensive, are effectively stripping the public square of any religious expression. There is nothing inclusive or diverse about a society that only permits secular expression in public places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-line-height:200%;mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;These are ways the secular world is attacking our faith, and it’s where I think Christians need to step up and defend the truth. Martin Luther is right that Christians who don’t do this are a disgrace, not confessing Christ to the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;In the years before the Civil War in America, there were two kinds of people who called themselves Christians. There were those who supported, condoned, or failed to oppose slavery, the most abominable evil of their time, and there were the Christians who believed in the abolition of slavery (and formed the Republican party to do just that). Which group was truly confessing Christ and which group was merely professing Christ? Here is a theological question I would love your thoughts on: in those times, was someone who worshiped on Sunday, but had his human slaves whipped every other day of the week truly a Christian? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Are pro-slavery Christians saved, or are these the sort of people Christ was talking about when he said this: Matthew 7:21-23 "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;Not everyone who says to me, 'Lord, Lord,' will enter the kingdom of heaven, but only he who does the will of my Father who is in heaven. Many will say to me on that day, 'Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in your name, and in your name drive out demons and perform many miracles?' Then I will tell them plainly, 'I never knew you. Away from me, you evildoers!' W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 32px; "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;hat about those who condoned the extermination of Jews during the holocaust? There were people who did just that, yet claimed to be Christians. Were they showing the fruit of the Holy Spirit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%;mso-pagination: none;mso-layout-grid-align:none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande';"&gt;If you don't think neo-nazis are saved, or if members of the Ku Klux Klan, which often evokes the name of God to justify their actions, should call themselves Christians, then here is one last question to ponder: can you be pro-choice and a Christian? Is someone who supports the extermination of over 50,000,000 innocent unborn infants confessing Christ? What would Martin Luther think? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-1199504603998660095?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/1199504603998660095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=1199504603998660095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/1199504603998660095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/1199504603998660095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/11/difference-between-professing-christ.html' title='The difference between professing Christ loudly and confessing Christ proudly'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-5246530887396758148</id><published>2008-10-25T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T15:48:26.351-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>A Novel Idea</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-indent: 0.5in;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This is the fiction piece I'm working on for ECTA. I'd love any questions or suggestions on conventions (man, I love word play!). It's only about ten pages. Click this &lt;a href="http://www.concordiawriters.blogspot.com"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-5246530887396758148?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/5246530887396758148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=5246530887396758148' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/5246530887396758148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/5246530887396758148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/10/novel-idea.html' title='A Novel Idea'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-5225916314931527887</id><published>2008-10-24T09:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T17:30:28.066-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>What You Need to Know about the NCRI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This was an article I wrote for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Sower&lt;/span&gt; which got bumped for space reasons. It explains what the NCRI is and presents the views of both sides. I tried to be impartial in presenting the facts for this article, but if you're interested in my opinion, I say vote for initiative 424!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What Will the Nebraska Civil Rights Initiative Do? Both Sides’ Opinions &lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;On November 4, Nebraskans will cast their votes on the controversial Initiative Petition 424, the Nebraska Civil Rights Initiative (NCRI). The NCRI would add this amendment to the Nebraska Constitution: “The state shall not discriminate against, or grant preferential treatment to, any individual or group on the basis of race, sex, color, ethnicity, or national origin in the operation of public employment, public education, or public contracting.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;According to Ward Connerly, who introduced the petition to Nebraska, the purpose of this proposed amendment is to end, “scholarships that are restricted on the basis of race or gender, programs that give preferential treatment to some over others, faculty hiring in which people are hired on the basis of race and promoted on the basis of race…It is designed to make sure everyone gets equal treatment, not preferential treatment.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;NETV aired a debate titled “Your Verdict: Affirmative Action on Trial.” Sharon Brown represented the NCRI, and David Kramer represented Nebraskans United, a group which is strongly opposed to the bill. Brown made her case first, and one of her witnesses was former Republican nominee for the Senate, Pete Ricketts. In his defense of the NCRI Ricketts quoted Rev. Martin Luther King, Jr., who believed that people should “not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.” During his cross-examination of Ricketts, Kramer asked about the importance of diversity. Ricketts responded, “Diversity is something, I think, we all recognize as valuable. But how you accomplish that is what makes a difference. For instance, if you do it on skin color, that’s wrong, but if you want to give advantages to under-privileged children who come from [impoverished] neighborhoods, that’s absolutely appropriate.” This is an example of race-neutral affirmative action, which would not be affected by Initiative 424. Kramer only called one witness, State Senator Danielle Nantkes. She argued that “Quotas as preferences, as our opponents talk about, don’t exist in Nebraska in 2008, and so this…is a solution in search of a problem.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Both groups agree on two principles. First, that we should have a color-blind society where equal protection of civil rights is protected by law. Second, they agree that diversity in education and the workplace is important. Moshman believes that the NCRI will increase protection of civil rights. In a column for the &lt;i style=""&gt;Lincoln Journal Star&lt;/i&gt;, he wrote, “In the event that federal law were to become less protective of civil rights, the state of Nebraska still would be forbidden to discriminate on the basis of race, sex, color, ethnicity, or national origin.” However, Nebraskans United fear that the NCRI would hamper affirmative action programs and decrease diversity. In his opening statement in the debate, Kramer said that there would be “unforeseen consequences” if the NCRI was passed.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;What affect will the bill have on affirmative action? Moshman wrote in his column that “the NCRI would not ban affirmative action. It would, however, restrict some kinds of affirmative action.” Moshman listed three different kinds of affirmative action: quotas, preferences, and outreach.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;According to Moshman, quotas “have been unconstitutional since 1978,” therefore the NCRI will simply back up what federal law says about quotas.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Using preferences to increase diversity, in Moshman’s opinion, would be restricted by the NCRI. He defines preferences as “selection criteria or decisions that, in addition to consideration of relevant qualifications, favor some individuals over others on the basis of race, sex, religion, sexual orientation, socioeconomic status, political views or other factors…”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A third way employers and educators can increase diversity is by making efforts to increase the relevant application pool to include all qualified applicants, including those from under-represented groups. An example of this type of affirmative action would be an employer widely advertising openings including publications that reach minority communities. Moshman believes that nothing in the NCRI’s language which would threaten affirmative action programs that use outreach.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The NCRI is an amendment which is designed to protect civil rights, but possibly at the expense of diversity. In this debate, the proponents of the NCRI tend to be those who believe that equal protection under the constitution should take priority over some diversity programs. Nebraskans United tend to believe that maintaining diversity in schools and businesses takes precedence over NCRI, which would reaffirms equal protection clause of the 14&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; amendment of the U.S. Constitution.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;(You can read David Moshman’s column in the Aug. 30 issue of the &lt;i style=""&gt;Lincoln Journal Star&lt;/i&gt;. Read the fill text of the NCRI at &lt;b style=""&gt;http://www.nebraskacri.org/ballotlanguage.html&lt;/b&gt;. All other quotes were obtained from “Your Verdict: Affirmative Action on Trial.”)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-5225916314931527887?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/5225916314931527887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=5225916314931527887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/5225916314931527887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/5225916314931527887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-you-need-to-know-about-ncri.html' title='What You Need to Know about the NCRI!'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-8206760163297501069</id><published>2008-10-24T09:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T10:00:34.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Mixed Feelings about American Carol</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;It sounded like a great idea for a movie. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;A modern-day retelling of &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;A Christmas Carol&lt;/i&gt;, except that “Scrooge” is a Hollywood liberal and Christmas is the Fourth of July. Three American spirits, John F. Kennedy, General Patton and George Washington, visit the famed film-director Michael Malone (a jibe at Michael Moore), to convince him that America is a great country.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;However, the movie itself didn’t fully live up to my expectations. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;American Carol&lt;/i&gt; definitely has some fun moments, but the touching story of Malone’s redemption is diminished by the ludicrous slapstick and unnecessary crude humor.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I will say that it was well acted. The second you see Michael Malone celebrating the healthcare system of the “island paradise of Cuba,” it’s hard to tell he’s not the real Michael Moore. Rosie O’Connell was a perfect caricature of infamous Rosie O’Donnell, former co-host on &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;The View&lt;/i&gt;. Celebrities like Bill O’Reilly, Trace Adkins and Paris Hilton played themselves to perfection.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Though the impressions were spot on, not all of the comedy was genuinely funny. Often, the attempts at humor veered into overkill. Ironically, the terrorists got the most laughs (the suicide bomber training video was absolutely hilarious). When watching this film, sometimes I laughed and sometimes I had to roll my eyes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;That being said, the message of the film buried beneath the slapstick is quite poignant. Of course, the film’s source material &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;A Christmas Carol&lt;/i&gt; is one of the most beautiful stories of redemption ever written, and watching Michael Malone’s gradual transformation is indeed inspiring. Taking the place of Scrooge’s nephew Fred is Malone’s nephew Josh, an officer in the navy. Josh is a proud American, who loves the Fourth of July, whereas Malone attacks American society and the troops in his documentaries. Thanks to the spirits, Malone learns that war is sometimes necessary to defeat evil, and comes to appreciate the courage of American troops throughout history. However, even the emotional climax of the film, where Malone salutes to his son as he departs to fight the War of Terror, is not free from goofy slapstick.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Whether you want to spend the money to see &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;American Carol&lt;/i&gt; depends on your personal tastes. If people like Michael Moore, Rosie O’Donnell and Jimmy Carter just irritate you, or if you like slapstick comedy, you will love this movie. If not, you could still enjoy &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;American Carol&lt;/i&gt;. I’d give it two and a half stars out of five.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-8206760163297501069?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/8206760163297501069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=8206760163297501069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/8206760163297501069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/8206760163297501069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/10/mixed-feelings-about-american-carol.html' title='Mixed Feelings about American Carol'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-6312862357899657110</id><published>2008-10-21T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T08:33:08.150-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='polemics'/><title type='text'>Obama and the Surplus Population</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SPj78gmMWpI/AAAAAAAAARs/SqTj6Bl7E6A/s1600-h/Scooge+Obama+comic.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SPj78gmMWpI/AAAAAAAAARs/SqTj6Bl7E6A/s400/Scooge+Obama+comic.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258229581915904658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latinfont-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;have received a lot of comments about my column from the Sept. 24 issue of The Sower, “Candidate’s Potential Impact on the Supreme Court,” some positive, some negative. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Some readers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; were surprised to learn that I think the Supreme Court is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight:bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; most important issue in this election, as opposed to the war, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;global warming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight:bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;a ta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-weight:bold"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;cut for 95% of Americans (including many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; who don’t pay taxes). Some readers doubt that the next President really will have much impact on social issues like abortion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latinfont-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Gerald Ford was President from 1974-1977. The judge Ford appointed to the Supreme Court, John Paul Stevens, is still in office today. As this proves, the influence of a President’s Supreme Court appointments can extend decades beyond the end of his Presidency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latinfont-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Both Democrats and Republicans agree that there is a very high probability that one or more Supreme Court Justices will need to be replaced in the next four to eight years. It would be irrational for an informed and intelligent voter to ignore this issue when voting for the next President.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latinfont-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Therefore, I would like to further examine Obama’s record on the issue of abortion, since he is likely to impact it if he wins in November.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latinfont-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;I am aware that not all Democrats are pro-abortion, but Obama definitely is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:15.0pt;mso-pagination:none;mso-layout-grid-align: none;text-autospace:none"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria; mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latinfont-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;In Dr. Albert Mohler’s opinion, “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Abortion is back front and center in the 2008 presidential race.  Sen. John McCain and the Republican Party Platform call for a reversal of&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Roe v. Wade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; and against any notion of abortion as a fundamental right.  Both the candidate and the platform call for specific measures to curtail access to abortion and to lead, eventually, to the end of abortion on demand. Sen. Barack Obama and the Democratic Party Platform call for a stalwart and enthusiastic defense of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Roe v. Wade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; and for expanded access to abortion.  In the case of Sen. Obama, his advocacy of abortion rights goes considerably beyond where any major candidate has ever gone before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latinfont-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Pro-abortion group NARAL (the National Abortion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; Rights Action League) gives him a 100% approval rating for his voting record. In fact, as a state Senator in Illinois, Obama killed a bill called the Born Alive Infant Protection Act. The purpose of this bill was to protect infants, regardless of their stage of development, who survived induced abortions. This bill would only have protected infants who were fully delivered from the womb, and it contained a clause which expressly stated that this would not affect the legal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latinfont-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;status of an infant inside the womb. Obama voted to kill this bill because he believes in an absolute right to an abortion, a right which extends, remarkably, even beyond the womb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latinfont-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Obama himself has told us that his views on abortion will affect his appointments for the Supreme Court. At the Saddleback forum, where Obama dodged the abortion question by claiming it was above his pay grade, he promised he would not appoint judges like Antonin Scalia and Clarence Thomas. He also voted against Bush’s appointments of John Roberts and Samuel Alito. Those four Justices are the only pro-life jurists&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;presently serving on the court. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin; mso-hansi-font-family:Cambria;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-mso-bidi-font-weight:boldfont-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Although deciding when life begins may be above Obama's pay grade, he has no problem voting against the right to life on every occasion when he has the opportunity. As &lt;a href="http://www.thepublicdiscourse.com/viewarticle.php?selectedarticle=2008.10.14_George_Robert_Obama%27s%20Abortion%20Extremism_.xml"&gt;Prof. Robert George&lt;/a&gt; of Princeton concludes, Obama is "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi- mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi-font-family: Cambria;mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-bidi-font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;the most extreme pro-abortion candidate ever to seek the office of President of the United States,...Indeed, he is the most extreme pro-abortion legislator ever to serve in either house of the United States Congress."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;About this time of year, I start looking forward to Christmas, which brings to mind one of my favorite &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family: Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font:minor-latin;mso-hansi- mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latinfont-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;stories of all time, Charles Dickens’ classic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;A Christmas Carol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. Before his miraculous conversion, Ebenezer Scrooge expressed his hope that the poor would just die, and thus “decrease the surplus population.” To Scrooge, the poor were nothing but unwanted members of society, not full human beings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;This same philosophy is expressed today to justify abortion as the right of a woman to terminate an unwanted child. “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latinfont-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;In the classic form of this argument, a woman must have the right to an abortion at anywhere, any time, for any reason, whether or not she can pay for it,” writes Mohler. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin;mso-hansi-mso-hansi-theme-font:minor-latinfont-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As Christians&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, this is a question we must answer: how is someone with extreme pro-abortion views any different from the unrepentant Scrooge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;And so, this being my last chance to comment on this election in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;The Sower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;, I’d like to endorse John McCain. During the Republican primary, McCain was probably fifth on my list of favorite Republicans because he was less conservative than my top choices (the furthest from Bush, you might say). Yet during this election cycle, as I learned more about him, my respect for John McCain increased immensely. Whatever minor differences you might have with McCain on policy issues, you cannot deny that he is a man of character.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;(You can find the text of the Born Alive Infant Protection Act at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nrlc.org/ObamaBAIPA/ExactBillKilledbyObama.html"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration:none;text-underline:nonecolor:windowtext;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;http://www.nrlc.org/ObamaBAIPA/ExactBillKilledbyObama.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;(Read Dr. Albert Mohler’s post on abortion, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.albertmohler.com/blog.php"&gt;&lt;span style=" text-decoration:none;text-underline:nonecolor:windowtext;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;http://www.albertmohler.com/blog.php&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;. Two excellent articles by Prof. Robert George of Princeton on &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thepublicdiscourse.com/viewarticle.php?selectedarticle=2008.10.14_George_Robert_Obama%27s%20Abortion%20Extremism_.xml"&gt;Obama's record&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and one on &lt;a href="http://www.thepublicdiscourse.com/viewarticle.php?selectedarticle=2008.10.16_George_Robert_Obama%20and%20Infanticide_.xml"&gt;infanticide&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-6312862357899657110?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/6312862357899657110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=6312862357899657110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/6312862357899657110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/6312862357899657110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/10/obama-and-surplus-population.html' title='Obama and the Surplus Population'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SPj78gmMWpI/AAAAAAAAARs/SqTj6Bl7E6A/s72-c/Scooge+Obama+comic.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-7497542346158673284</id><published>2008-10-20T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T10:00:19.136-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>A Response to Prof. Creed</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the Oct. 8 issue of &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Sower&lt;/span&gt;, Prof. Creed wrote a letter to the editor in response to my &lt;a href="http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/09/candidates-potential-impact-on-supreme.html"&gt;column&lt;/a&gt; on each Presidential candidate’s potential impact on the Supreme Court. Some of his points were valid, but I need to respond to some of his outlandish assertions. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;First, Creed accused me of oversimplifying complex issues like abortion and gay marriage. The purpose of my column was simply to compare the substantive differences between Barack Obama and John McCain’s stances on these issues. My article was not about federal funding of abortion procedures; it was about the Supreme Court. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Second, I never at any point wrote that all Republicans are pro-life and all Democrats are pro-choice. What I’ll point out is that, although not all Democrats are pro-abortion, Obama definitely is.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Third, Prof. Creed also wrote that I used a fallacy of logic, slippery slope, when I argue that Barack Obama would affect social issues such as abortion and gay marriage, because I asked a lot of “what if”s. Now, Creed is right; the next President will not necessarily &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;have to &lt;/i&gt;appoint any new Justices. Maybe Justice Stevens will still be going strong at 96. So, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;if&lt;/i&gt; Obama never gets the opportunity to appoint any Supreme Court Justices during his Presidency, he won’t have much affect on social issues. But that’s a huge “if.” Considering that the Supreme Court’s job is to interpret the Constitution, a Constitutional Law Professor is probably the very best authority to ask when you want to find out how the next President’s decisions will affect the dynamics of the Supreme Court. I quoted two, one pro-choice Democrat, and one pro-life Republican, who agree that the next President will have tremendous impact on social issues like abortion and gay marriage by his appointments.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My column was truthful; I reported the facts. My column was thorough; I presented viewpoints from both sides. And considering that it’s an opinion column, it does not violate the journalist’s code of ethics for me to share my opinions.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-7497542346158673284?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/7497542346158673284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=7497542346158673284' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/7497542346158673284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/7497542346158673284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/10/response-to-prof-creed.html' title='A Response to Prof. Creed'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-8509843141495565811</id><published>2008-10-18T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T08:16:22.473-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Avatar and Redemption</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SPoAy2dboDI/AAAAAAAAASE/K_Pz1UGrvqc/s1600-h/Cute+Uncle+Iroh.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SPoAy2dboDI/AAAAAAAAASE/K_Pz1UGrvqc/s400/Cute+Uncle+Iroh.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258516388520894514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;I finally got the complete third season of &lt;i style=""&gt;Avatar&lt;/i&gt; on DVD, and am anxiously awaiting Thanksgiving break when I can watch the dramatic conclusion. &lt;i style=""&gt;Avatar&lt;/i&gt; is the most intelligent show I’ve seen, beautifully animated and superbly written. Two characters in particular are almost Dickensian in nature: Uncle Iroh and Prince Zuko. Iroh could have been created by Charles Dickens: a wise, eccentric old man with a wry wit, a passion for tea, and a silver tounge. Both Iroh and Zuko are deep, three-dimensional characters. The compelling story of Zuko’s transformation from an angry, selfish malefactor to a strong, virtuous hero is as dramatic as the miraculous redemption of Ebenezer Scrooge in Dickens’ &lt;i style=""&gt;A Christmas Carol&lt;/i&gt;. Though the writers may or may not be Christians, the story of Zuko’s growth is particularly poignant to me because I know that, in the real world, such a change can only be effected by the healing power of Christ’s love.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;The picture shown above is my own drawing of Iroh in a style called "Mega D." I believe the Japanese call characters who are ridiculously small and cute "chibis," so this is a "Chibi Iroh!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in; line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-8509843141495565811?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/8509843141495565811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=8509843141495565811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/8509843141495565811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/8509843141495565811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/10/avatar-and-redemption-i-finally-got.html' title='Avatar and Redemption'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SPoAy2dboDI/AAAAAAAAASE/K_Pz1UGrvqc/s72-c/Cute+Uncle+Iroh.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-3486502649132886607</id><published>2008-10-13T11:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:23:06.371-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Martin Luther’s Teaching Moments</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;line-height: 200%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;So far, there are two passages in Marty’s &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Martin Luther &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;which particularly made me pause and think. The first was Luther’s comparing the story of Jacob struggle with God to the way we all wrestle with the ideas and paradoxes surrounding God. What intrigues me is Luther‘s choice of words. He believes we have to conquer God. Luther admits that “if we judge according to philosophy,” it’s an absurd idea (26). Indeed, it sounds like something the Catholic church would have used to justify the selling of indulgences, conquering God’s wrath with pieces of paper. Fortunately, Luther wasn’t saying that God wasn’t omnipotent. Luther’s point is that God “is not conquered in such a way that He is subjected to us, but his judgment…is conquered by us praying, seeking, and knocking, so that from an angry judge…He becomes a most loving Father” (27). I think this is because of God’s perfect nature. Another Luther comment which sounds strange when taken at face value is “Every good work is sin” (77). Again, what Luther is really saying is that doing good works to try to win God’s favor is arrogance. Doing the right thing for the wrong reasons is still a sin. So why does Luther initially word his views in such a way, it sounds like he believes something completely different. I think it’s because he was a teacher. By wording his point in such a stark way, Luther grabs your attention, and gets you to think about this Biblical passage in a new way. That’s the mark of a great teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-3486502649132886607?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/3486502649132886607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=3486502649132886607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/3486502649132886607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/3486502649132886607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/10/martin-luthers-teaching-moments.html' title='Martin Luther’s Teaching Moments'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-6078834081710621038</id><published>2008-10-13T11:02:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T13:35:30.693-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>My Thoughts on Relativism and Public Education</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;line-height: 200%; "&gt;Our old pastor, a great guy, once gave a sermon on what he called the two great demonic ideas of today’s society: moral relativism, and atheistic evolution. Before this sermon, the pastor and my dad had a discussion about public education. They agreed that they didn’t like what was being presented to influential children in public schools, but our pastor didn’t want to talk about it at the pulpit for fear of offending church members with kids in public schools. When Dad heard our pastor’s two demonic ideas, he grabbed a bulletin and wrote in the comments section “What other demonic ideas should we expose our children two for eight hours a day?” Moral relativism is the most blaring self-contradiction I’ve ever seen. Yet many public educators believe this notion unquestioningly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;line-height: 200%; "&gt;I’ve actually hear Christians argue that sending your child to a private Christian school like Concordia, or my high school Lincoln Christian, is not the best thing to do. They cite these reasons: your child’s faith won’t be tested in a Christian school and your child can be a witness for Christ in a public school. Here are my thoughts: how can someone defend their beliefs if they don’t even know what they believe? Grade school kids don’t think about the paradoxes of Christianity; they have a simple, childish faith (which is great). How can we expect them to fend off the one-sided arguments of rabidly liberal, but intelligent adults?&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Second, you can be a witness to Christ anywhere you are. When I’m a father, I’m not going to send my five-year-old to deepest darkest Africa, which is full of lions and strange diseases, to be a witness. My kid can do a great witnessing to people right here in America. Similarly, I’m not going to send an impressionable kid to a public school, which is full of spiritual diseases, and where the devil “prowls around like a roaring lion” (1 Peter 5:8 NIV). Not everyone in Christian schools are Christians; my kid can be a witness for Christ there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;line-height: 200%; "&gt;Now, let me just clarify this: I don’t want to diminish the good work of Christian public school teachers (we need as many of them as we can get). It’s also great that God can use kids in public schools to be a witness. I know that some people simply can’t afford private education (we need school choice!). Let me clarify where I’m coming from by sharing another story about my dad (by now, you can probably tell he’s one of my spiritual heroes). When my dad was asked to teach a Sunday school class to help parents who had questions about this issue. He asked the parents there to raise their hand if they wanted their child educated in a way which reflects the mind of Christ. Of course, every parent raised their hand. Next, he asked if anyone thought that the public education system reflects the mind of Christ. No hands were raised. Dad did his best Columbo impression and said, “Well, I’m confused. You asked me to help you decide if you should be sending your child to public school, but you all seem to know the answer.”&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-6078834081710621038?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/6078834081710621038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=6078834081710621038' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/6078834081710621038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/6078834081710621038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-thoughts-on-relativism-and-public.html' title='My Thoughts on Relativism and Public Education'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-8986034307122660122</id><published>2008-10-13T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T17:32:01.567-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Thoughts on Theme in Kiss Me Kate</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 200%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 34px;font-size:100%;" &gt;On the surface, &lt;i style=""&gt;Kiss Me Kate&lt;/i&gt; is a delightful, bouncy musical comedy. But reading through the script and watching an excellent unabridged production on YouTube (ahh, the wonders of YouTube), I found that the play explores intriguing themes in its layered plot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 200%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 34px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 32px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;As much as I love the comedy, the music, and the Shakespeare, the authors of &lt;i style=""&gt;Kiss Me Kate&lt;/i&gt; slid in more than a few suggestive gags. Admittedly, this is in the tradition of their inspiration, the Bard of Stratford on Avon. Still, several of the play’s showstopper songs are singularly sensual. “Brush Up Your Shakespeare”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt; is a witty duet which showcases famous Shakespearean quotes and plays in its lyrics. While the word play is delightful, it’s quite awkward because the song is also about using Shakespeare to seduce “yer goil.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left; line-height: 200%;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 34px;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 32px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 32px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt;“Always True to You”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt; always brings the house down. In her big solo, Lois Lane sings about how she will cheat with any man if there’s something in it for her, but reassures her beau that she’s always true to him “In my fashion.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 200%;"&gt; Do I really need to tell you what the song “Too Darn Hot” is about? So why all the suggestive humor? The authors still could have told a hilarious story without so much of it. However, when trying to decide if something is appropriate or not, I think it’s better to look at what the story says about certain behavior, rather than count how many times it references certain behavior. Questions I ask when I watch any movie or play include “What is the moral? What ideas are the authors trying to sell me? What behavior are they celebrating/ridiculing?” Does &lt;i style=""&gt;Kiss Me Kate &lt;/i&gt;celebrate promiscuity? I don’t think so, though I admit someone could make the case that it does. One might argue that &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kiss Me Kate&lt;/span&gt; showcases these immoral characters, paints a positive picture of them, portrays them as fun and cheerful. Even though some of the characters live amoral life styles, I don’t think the authors were encouraging bad behavior at all. For example, let’s take the two unnamed gangsters. The two comedic bruisers are my favorite characters in the play. Does that mean the authors are celebrating violence and encouraging us to join the mob? Of course not! Furthermore, take Lois Lane: she is the definitive ditsy blond. The authors certainly don’t think that Lane is the example people should follow. Though &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kiss Me Kate&lt;/span&gt; presents the audience with many examples of immorality, it uses these elements to send a positive message about good behavior.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-8986034307122660122?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/8986034307122660122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=8986034307122660122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/8986034307122660122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/8986034307122660122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/10/thoughts-on-theme-in-kiss-me-kate.html' title='Thoughts on Theme in Kiss Me Kate'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-5186819049035648558</id><published>2008-10-13T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:25:23.210-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>More Thoughts on Inherit the Wind</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;line-height: 200%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In my auto-biography, I wrote about acting in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Inherit the Wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. I’d like to go into a bit more detail on the impact this play had on my life. When I was ten, I understood that the play was about the conflict between creation and evolution, and I raptly followed Drummond’s cross-examination of Brady. It was clear to me where the flaws were in Drummond’s arguments, and I often wondered why Brady didn’t notice them and point them out, and why were some of Brady’s arguments so weak? It didn’t occur to me, then, that this was a play specifically written to ridicule Bible-believing Christians.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;line-height: 200%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Just last year, Dad took me to a production of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Inherit the Wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. The play, which highlighted atheistic arguments, but glossed over any Biblical ones; the actors, who portrayed Christians as angry, ignorant rubes with heavy Southern drawls; the audience, which laughed heartily at this bigoted caricature of my faith; that was what Dad wanted me to see and I’ll never forget it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;line-height: 200%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(p.s. If a certain Presidential nominee had attended that play would he have laughed with the rest at the portrayal of these bitter Americans clinging to their religion and antipathy towards others?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-5186819049035648558?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/5186819049035648558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=5186819049035648558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/5186819049035648558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/5186819049035648558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-thoughts-on-inherit-wind.html' title='More Thoughts on Inherit the Wind'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-5590642996866807466</id><published>2008-10-13T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T10:58:56.698-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>My Autobiography</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent:.5in;line-height:200%"&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;My grand father served in WWII, and during Pearl Harbor, manned the guns on his ship and fired at the Japanese for all he was worth. He married an Irish lass named Ann Rogers right before being deployed. Both survived the Great Depression, shaping the way they thought about the world for the rest of their lives. My dad was born on the anniversary of D-day a few years after granddad’s return, and was taught by nuns in Catholic school. That made him and my mom baby boomers. Though my mom took after her conservative, race-car driving dad, my dad Rick was a sorta-hippie. Though he opposed the war in Vietnam, it was because of the draft, not because he bought into the notion that all war was evil or the “Make love, not war” mentality. He became a Wall street lawyer, moved to Nebraska to teach, where he met my mom, his student. After she graduated, they started dating, Mom helped bring Dad to Christ, and they married.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;My selfless mother chose to home school my siblings and me. My best friend Steve, the pastor’s son, was also home schooled. Almost every Friday, our families had co-op day, and our moms taught all four of us together. We usually reenacted scenes from American history, especially the American and Civil wars. Some people argue that home schooling stifles a child socially. That may be true to a limited extent, but I am a fierce proponent of the merits of home schooling to this day. Though I was home schooled, I still had plenty of social interaction with my peers at church and camp, which meant I formed strong relationships with some of the wonderful people at CBC. Barb Phillips is like a second mother to me, and I remember several of my Sunday school teachers to this day when I think about Biblical teachings. One of the highlights of my young life was acting in professional theater. When I was eight, I acted on the Lied stage in &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;A Christmas Carol&lt;/i&gt;. Since the Lied used to produce it every two years, I acted in the play a total of three times, and earned the role of Tiny Tim during the second performance. I also played a son in &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Fiddler on the Roof&lt;/i&gt;, and got the lead role for a boy my age in &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Inherit the Wind&lt;/i&gt;. That was a controversial choice at my church. My parents felt it was good for me to see how the sinful world perceives Christians, and to expose me to the debate between creation and evolution. That decision wasn’t popular with some parents, even ones who sent their children to public school to learn about evolution every day! Though I was a bit young to understand that &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;Inherit the Wind&lt;/i&gt; was a flagrant attack on Christianity, I had strong Christian beliefs, and I think I may have been a witness to the older actors. I shared a dressing room with over twenty actors, all of whom were probably over twenty themselves. As you might expect of college students, they swore, smoked, joked coarsely, and peed in the shower. Some of them were good enough not to swear in front of a kid my age, and many of them curbed their swearing habit altogether. Over time, I became a sort of mascot. Every performance night, the guys would blare “You’re the Best Around” as a good luck tradition. The show couldn’t start, however, unless I was there to play air guitar. When we talked about the theology in the play, I defended my Christian beliefs to the best of my ability.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;I started an amateur comic strip when I was eleven for my church newsletter. For seven years, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Bob ‘n Joe&lt;/i&gt; has kept me busy, and it’s been published in my school newspaper, online at my blog, and one comic won third place in a national contest sponsored by a candy company and appeared on wrappers seen by people across the country.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;While home school was one of the most positive experiences of my life, my parents and I decided that it would be good for me to have some experience with a “real school.” For all for years of high school, I was enrolled in Lincoln Christian. I had a very successful career there. I formed fast friendships with several of my teachers and students. I could talk forever about the highlights from those four golden years, so let me summarize some of the wonderful ways God blessed me in high school. I served as student editor for all four years, founded the journalism club, played lead roles in drama productions, became president of our school’s chapter of the International Thespian Society, was chosen as the art student of the year when I was a senior, and joined the National Honor Society, became a leader in the speech team, medaled at district speech all three years and went to state two of those years. One year, for a duet, I used a scene from &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;The Unaborted Socrates&lt;/i&gt;, a powerful pro-life piece, and, though we placed last at districts (the piece’s worldview was a definite factor) a few people spoke to us after our performance and told us we’d convinced them.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height:200%"&gt;Of course, I wanted to attend Concordia. Thankfully, I got enough scholarships to come here, because Concordia was my first choice. Concordia’s Christian atmosphere was very important. Doane was a college I was strongly considering, but during a visit, I discovered that though there were wonderful Christian students and professors there, the worldview of the school itself was not in line with mine.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Furthermore, it’s one of the best art schools in Nebraska. Some kids want to get as far away from their parents and hometown as possible, but after all the sacrifices my parents made for me, I wanted to stay close to home and visit them when I could. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-5590642996866807466?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/5590642996866807466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=5590642996866807466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/5590642996866807466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/5590642996866807466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-autobiography.html' title='My Autobiography'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-7057768785032211041</id><published>2008-10-13T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:20:35.344-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Peter Kreeft’s Influence on my Life and Thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SPOK7N4uVTI/AAAAAAAAARk/Nw3uRXCl1wM/s1600-h/Peter+Kreeft.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SPOK7N4uVTI/AAAAAAAAARk/Nw3uRXCl1wM/s400/Peter+Kreeft.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256697940015994162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;line-height: 200%; "&gt;I am enjoying GS 101, because I enjoy analyzing ideas and arguments. If I can point to one event in my life where my passion for critical thinking and philosophy began, it would probably be when my father handed me a book by Peter Kreeft. Kreeft is a Christian apologist, professor of philosophy, and has been heralded as the intellectual heir to C.S. Lewis. The first book by Kreeft I read was &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Between Heaven and Hell&lt;/i&gt;, in which Clive Staples himself appears as a character. Lewis meets John F. Kennedy and Aldous Huxley in purgatory and the three dialogue about the differences in their beliefs. Another favorite hero of Kreeft’s is Socrates. I’ve read his introduction to Socratic philosophy, as well as three of the books in his series of books in which Socrates returns to life in modern times and other points in history and reacts to the current society. &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;The Unaborted Socrates&lt;/i&gt; is the most important book I’ve ever read on abortion, because in it, Socrates examines the logic behind three pro-choice men’s world-views, and using simple, inescapable logic, refutes their flawed arguments. In &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Socrates Meets Jesus&lt;/i&gt;, the philosopher returns to life in the liberal “Have It” Divinity School (a play on Harvard), examines the claims of Christ, and eventually becomes born-again! Since reading these books, I’ve been more able to recognize logical fallacies and poor examples of critical thinking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;line-height: 200%; "&gt;Of course, I also learned to think critically about my hero Kreeft’s ideas. Kreeft is a good Catholic, who believes in Christ’s divinity, his necessary death for sins, and resurrection. In his book, Ecumenical Jihad, he wrote about what unifies and what divides each religion and worldview. I like what he wrote about how, though we shouldn’t forget about the important doctrinal differences that divides good Catholics and good Protestants, we should remember that what unites us is far greater: Christ. Still, I took his chapter defending his belief in the eucharist and the papacy with a grain of salt. No one can be right about every doctrinal issue, but Peter Kreeft is definitely an author I would recommend to anyone, Catholic, Lutheran, or otherwise.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;line-height: 200%; "&gt;(More of my thoughts on Peter Kreeft at &lt;a href="http://bobandjoecomic.blogspot.com/2007/07/good-and-faithful-servant-peter-kreeft.html"&gt;Bob 'n Joe&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-7057768785032211041?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/7057768785032211041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=7057768785032211041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/7057768785032211041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/7057768785032211041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/10/peter-kreefts-influence-on-my-life-and.html' title='Peter Kreeft’s Influence on my Life and Thinking'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SPOK7N4uVTI/AAAAAAAAARk/Nw3uRXCl1wM/s72-c/Peter+Kreeft.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-5776424378430690434</id><published>2008-10-13T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:20:23.643-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Why I Like Small Schools</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;line-height: 200%; "&gt;I love small schools. For one thing, you actually get to know your professors. My dad is a Prof. of Constitutional law and property law at UNL (and one of the faculty’s few staunch conservatives). There are usually a lot of students in his class, and though there are a few he likes because they are hard-working and know their stuff, he’s almost never established a camaraderie with a student. That’s because of the vast number of students that go through his class doors. The increase of students there this year is about the same as the total number of students attending Concordia!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;line-height: 200%; "&gt;The second great thing about small schools is the ability to participate in activities. Think how much competition there is a large school to participate in the school plays, athletics, and other EC activities. When I attended the first &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Sower&lt;/i&gt; meeting, I thought I would have to do weeks of volunteer work before I’d have a chance to write. Carson asked who was interested in politics and I raised my hand, and BOOM, I got my own column. At UNL, it probably takes journalism majors years before they work their way up and get their own column! No one could possibly excel in several areas at a big school; they would have to focus on their strength. But at Concordia, kids can get involved in multiple activities together. Many of the kids I’ve met in Improvables and art classes will be trying out for the school musical, &lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;Kiss Me Kate&lt;/i&gt;. That means I’ll have ample time to form friendships with these people.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-5776424378430690434?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/5776424378430690434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=5776424378430690434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/5776424378430690434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/5776424378430690434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-i-like-small-schools.html' title='Why I Like Small Schools'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-6228656991914954808</id><published>2008-10-13T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T13:33:45.396-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>What I Think of Turning the Other Cheek</title><content type='html'>&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;line-height: 200%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Because I was home schooled through eighth grade, one would think I never should have had problems with bullies during my grade school years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;However, that was not the case. When I was eight, I had a terrible bullying problem—in church. People look at me incredulously whenever they hear me say that, but it is true. “Aaron” would literally pick on me during the minutes between Sunday school and church, on the way to hear the pastor’s sermon on loving thy neighbor as thyself. When I ignored Aaron’s verbal insults, he quickly got physical. The abuse escalated to the point where I was forced to hide in the bathroom until I was sure Aaron was gone. On one of these occasions, Mom caught me furtively sticking my head out of the men’s room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;line-height: 200%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;My parents enrolled me in Karate the very next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;As Bible-believing Christians, my family and I believe in Jesus’ words: “But I tell you, Do not resist an evil person. If someone strikes you on the right cheek turn to him the other also” (Matthew 5:39).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;line-height: 200%; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;A lot of Christians agree with me that it is morally right to defend yourself from an attacker. Some Christians, I know, translate this particular verse so literally, they believe it’s wrong to strike back at an evil person, even to save your own life. So how to these seemingly conflicting ideas go together? Here is my interpretation of this verse: a slap on the cheek isn’t an attack, but an insult. In the days of Musketeers, if a man removed his glove and struck another man, it wasn’t meant to inflict physical pain but rather to challenge him to fight back. Such a slap doesn’t hurt that much, but it does sting one’s pride. If the slapped man accepted the challenge, he would not be defending his life, but his honor (in fact he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;would be putting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-mso-hansi-;font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;his life in danger to do so). I am reminded of a scene from the Chronicles of Narnia where the mouse Reepicheep requests that Aslan restore his truncated tail, which he calls his honor. Aslan wonders whether Reepicheep is being prideful, too concerned with defending his honor. Jesus condemns this attitude with his words. However, I don’t believe Christ is ordering Christians to not defend ourselves. No one ever died from a slap on the cheek. If someone is trying to kill me, I can’t turn the other cheek if I am dead. I should defend myself to preserve the sanctity of life, the same way I should fight to rescue a helpless person being attacked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-mso-hansi-;font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;line-height: 200%; "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-mso-hansi-;font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-ascii-mso-hansi-;font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;In my case, Aaron had gone a lot further than slapping my cheeks, and my instructor, Master Roger Terrell, told me that if someone attacked me, the only reason I should turn my cheek was to deliver a spin hook kick! I also cannot write a journal on this topic without quoting one of my favorite TV shows, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Kung Fu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-line-height: 200%;mso-ascii-font-family:Cambria;mso-hansi-mso-bidi-font-family:Cambria;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;"Weakness prevails over strength. Gentleness conquers. Become the calm and restful breeze that tames the violent sea." Master Kan’s word to Kwai Chang Caine reflect Christ’s, and throughout the series, Caine never accepted a challenge from an evil person. However, when his life, or an innocent person’s life was threatened, the gentle, soft-spoken Kwai Chang conquered his violent foes with ease. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-6228656991914954808?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/6228656991914954808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=6228656991914954808' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/6228656991914954808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/6228656991914954808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/10/what-i-think-of-turning-other-cheek.html' title='What I Think of Turning the Other Cheek'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-4505014232478550911</id><published>2008-10-11T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T20:09:00.987-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Improv's First Show</title><content type='html'>The Improvable's first show was incredible! The house was packed (they actually had to lock the doors and turn away people, no room). They played a variety of games and gave us an encore. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-4505014232478550911?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/4505014232478550911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=4505014232478550911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/4505014232478550911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/4505014232478550911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/10/improvs-first-show.html' title='Improv&apos;s First Show'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-6921514333547997749</id><published>2008-10-07T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T11:36:35.069-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Risk-taking and Role Reversal in the 2008 Election</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SOg60it9W7I/AAAAAAAAARU/-3nxyObEy5c/s1600-h/Archie.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SOg60it9W7I/AAAAAAAAARU/-3nxyObEy5c/s400/Archie.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253513639674862514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:Times;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Just a few weeks ago, the rivalry between Barack Obama and John McCain looked very familiar: the hip, young dude versus the boring old crank. We’ve seen this stereotypical matchup in TV shows like &lt;i&gt;All in the Family&lt;/i&gt; (Michael Stivic vs. Archie Bunker) and we’ve seen it in past elections (Walter Mondale vs. Ronald Reagan).&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;But as it turns out, the roles are reversed for this election. Who’d have guessed that John McCain, the “bland white guy,” would be the one making this election exciting with his bold gambles and unprecedented decisions, and that Barack Obama would be running a typical, dull campaign?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;A month ago, Dick Morris, a very intelligent Democrat who supports John McCain, predicted that McCain would not be a big part of this election. He believed people will either vote for Obama because they really love him, or vote against him because they really hate him (not because they really love John McCain); therefore, Obama would be the central figure in this election.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Yet, two completely unexpected decisions by John McCain have been game-changers in this election. Obviously, the first is his selection of Sarah Palin for his running mate. That was big news. When I interviewed students for my column on the VP selections, everyone knew about Sarah Palin. Few students I spoke to knew who Joe Biden was, even though Obama had made that announcement weeks earlier, and I can’t blame them. It seems the only time I see Joe Biden in the news is when he makes a gaffe, like when he asserted that if Palin was elected VP, it would be a step back for women, or when he forgot that Herbert Hoover was President during the Great Depression and that there weren’t TVs back then.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;I’m not saying Biden is stupid; everyone slips up now and then, including McCain and Obama. In fact, I think Joe Biden is a good man. For example, Biden criticized his own campaign when it released an ad, approved by Obama, which suggested that John McCain isn’t prepared to be President because he has never sent an e-mail. The ad didn’t mention that the reason McCain can’t send an e-mail is the same reason he can’t tie his shoes, comb his hair, or lift his arms above his shoulders: injuries he sustained as a POW in the infamous prison camp, the Hanoi Hilton. Kudos to Biden for speaking out against this despicable ad which ridicules McCain’s war injuries.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Still, Biden was a boring pick. He’s old, and he’s been in &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Washington&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; longer than John McCain, which means that Obama can’t use these points to attack McCain without looking like a hypocrite. The reason Obama picked Biden is that he’s a safe bet. Hillary Clinton would have been a riskier choice, but a much more exciting one. On the other hand, McCain hasn’t been afraid to take risks.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;On Sept. 24, President Bush gave an address to the nation, explaining his plan to help our struggling economy. According to the President, “We've seen triple-digit swings in the stock market. Major financial institutions have teetered on the edge of collapse, and some have failed…Financial assets related to home mortgages have lost value during the house decline, and the banks holding these assets have restricted credit. As a result, our entire economy is in danger. So I propose that the federal government reduce the risk posed by these troubled assets and supply urgently needed money so banks and other financial institutions can avoid collapse and resume lending.” This bailout would put seven hundred billion dollars of taxpayer money at risk.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Days before the first Presidential debate, McCain decided to suspended his own campaign and go to &lt;st1:state st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Washington&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; and fix this bill! According to Dick Morris, “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;The Democrats had already cut their deal with Bush. The Dems agreed to the price tag while Bush agreed to special aid to families facing foreclosure, equity for the taxpayers, and limits on executive compensation. But no sooner had McCain arrived than he derailed the deal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;Knowing how unpopular the bailout is with the American people, the Democrats are not about to pass anything without broad Republican support even though their majorities permit them to act alone. Instead of signing on with the Democratic/Bush package, the House Republicans are insisting on replacing the purchase of corporate debt with loans to companies and insurance paid for by the companies, not by the taxpayers. That, of course, is a popular position.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;It’s hard to tell whether taking this course of action has helped or hurt John McCain. Some voters think this was just a political stunt. Here’s why I disagree: it doesn’t make sense to me that McCain would jeopardize his campaign when he and Obama are so close in the polls just so he can pose in front of the cameras. I think John McCain suspended his campaign because he thought it was the right thing to do. He once said that he would rather lose this election than lose a war. What McCain’s bold action shows us is that he would also rather put his campaign at risk than let the hard-earned money of the American people be used to bail out Wall Street.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;When he felt he had done all he could on Capitol Hill, McCain agreed to go ahead with the Presidential debate. Though the questions were supposed to cover foreign policy, about thirty minutes were devoted to questions about the economy. Both candidates did very well, but I’d say Obama did a better job talking about his views on the economy. Dick Morris thought McCain blew it. In his opinion, McCain should have talked more about why he had suspended his campaign, and how he opposed both President Bush and the Democrats; it would have been a crushing blow for Obama. Morris is right. John McCain simply is not as sharp as Obama at these debates. Obama is a smooth-talking lawyer who is very slick at presenting his views.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;However, I think McCain clearly beat Obama in the section on foreign policy. When McCain pointed out that he had visited &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;Afghanistan&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Iraq&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; multiple times and Obama hadn’t, Obama’s response was that, though he hadn’t visited these countries, Joe Biden had, and he could rely on his input. Essentially, Obama was admitting that Biden has more foreign policy experience than he does. (In that case, it should be Biden at the top of the ticket, making the actual decisions on foreign policy.)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;John McCain may not have the presence of mind Obama has during a debate, but he is running an exciting campaign full of risks, while Obama is playing it safe. That’s a role-reversal no one expected. Perhaps a better way to frame our Presidential choice in 2008 is “a man who talks about action vs. a man of action.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;;"&gt;(Find Dick Morris’ article “The Brilliance of McCain’s Move” at &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-fareast-font-family:Cambria;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-ansi-language:EN-US;mso-fareast-language:EN-USfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dickmorris.com/blog"&gt;http://www.dickmorris.com/blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-fareast-font-family: Cambria;mso-bidi-Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-USfont-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12.0pt;"&gt;. Find the transcript for Bush’s speech at &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cnn.com/2008/POLITICS/09/24/bush.transcript/index.html"&gt;http://www.cnn.com/2008/POLITICS/09/24/bush.transcript/index.html&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-6921514333547997749?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/6921514333547997749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=6921514333547997749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/6921514333547997749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/6921514333547997749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/10/risk-taking-and-role-reversal-in-2008.html' title='Risk-taking and Role Reversal in the 2008 Election'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SOg60it9W7I/AAAAAAAAARU/-3nxyObEy5c/s72-c/Archie.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-6119441695287632601</id><published>2008-10-07T11:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T11:35:16.469-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>More Poems!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SOurzDfR7LI/AAAAAAAAARc/DaSkGy2J4eo/s1600-h/Simon.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SOurzDfR7LI/AAAAAAAAARc/DaSkGy2J4eo/s400/Simon.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254482283855998130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;Here are a couple examples of poetry from high school:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;King Arthur&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Josh Duncan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;When children read books&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;King Arthur returns to life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;The mind's Lazarus. &lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;In the tradition of the rock song &lt;i&gt;Mr. Pinstripe Suit&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;, by Big Bad Voodoo Daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Mr. Simon Cowell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Josh Duncan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Well now friends let me tell you about this chap that I once met,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Straight talker and he ain’t done talking yet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I don’t believe I ever saw him when he wasn’t looking idle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;As he pronounced his judgment on my fav’rite American Idol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Now he shoots down singers looking for their golden ticket,&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;With his British flag and a knowledge of Cricket.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;I don’t believe I ever saw a man more sloppy nor more idle,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;As he pronounced his judgment on the future American Idol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Hey Mr. Simon Cowell,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Hey Mr. Hi-dee-hi-dee-ho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Well I know you got the answers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;We all wanna know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Mr. English dude,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Hey Mr. always runs the show,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Well I know you got the answers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;We all wanna know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Hey Mr. old t-shirt,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Hey Mr. Hi-dee-hi-dee-ho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Well I know you got the answers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;We all wanna know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Mr. English dude,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Hey Mr. always runs the show,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Well I know you got the answers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;We all wanna know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Well I know you got the answers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;We all wanna know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;Well I know you got the answers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;We all wanna know!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-6119441695287632601?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/6119441695287632601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=6119441695287632601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/6119441695287632601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/6119441695287632601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/10/more-poems.html' title='More Poems!'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SOurzDfR7LI/AAAAAAAAARc/DaSkGy2J4eo/s72-c/Simon.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-355348129317367042</id><published>2008-10-07T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T16:22:22.886-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poems'/><title type='text'>Smelly Poems</title><content type='html'>We've been writing some poetry in ECTA, so I thought I post some of my poems. These two are poems about the sense of smell.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Katie (anapestic tetrameter)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Josh Duncan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the Indian Oven sits Katie, her cup&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;holds four slices of lemon from all of our soup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And is not lemon so fresh and so crisp and pure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Likewise Kate, with her charm, anything will procure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; Old Spice (free verse)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Josh Duncan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;“Smell is the strongest sense tied to memory,”&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Claims the Old Spice commercial.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;How true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;My brain generates images unselectively&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;When I detect&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Mint&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Brewing sweet, calming tea in the kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gargling unsavory, biting mouthwash.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Cinnamon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Brewing pleasant, invigorating tea in the kitchen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space: pre;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;And&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Using the stale, crusty cinnamon shaker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;How often have we sensed these scents&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In snacks, sweets, and solvents?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These old spices are everywhere,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remind us of everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Both pleasing and revolting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And though Old Spice smells nice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It still evokes a sweaty, smelly armpit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These three just had to be about something we observe in nature. For the first one, I had to praise something which rarely receives praise. The second one is about the statue, The Son of Man be Free, here at Concordia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nick the Tick, a Limerick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Josh Duncan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One rarely hears praise for the dim tick,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But praise one I shall in this lim’rick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;When to drown him I went,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;To survive he was bent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So I had mercy and named him Nick.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Statue of the Naked Man, a Haiku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Josh Duncan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All ridicule it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But was not Christ stripped naked?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For us ridiculed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Old, Old Chair (a sonnet)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Josh Duncan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Antiquated, ancient, aged, alone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;All wooden but for metal joints rusted,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sit on his lap and he emits a groan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brittle, broken, buckling, beaten, busted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Crinkled, crotchety, creaking, cracking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One grey day in the rain, a night dreary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gave him texture but left his strength lacking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Withered, weathered, wrinkled, warped, worn, weary&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Shabby, seasoned, secluded, stripped, splintered,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Armrests, cushions—none—no more than you need&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For many a year we’ve kept him wintered&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Faded, feeble, flimsy, fragile, fatigued&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A paradox, admired for its wear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Practical, yet useless, that old, old chair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Biopoem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Josh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Relative of Richard, Kelly, Casey, Becca, Hannah, and Katie, who together form the Duncan Clan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Conservative Christian, Karate Kid, lover of the arts and literature&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Good grade go getter, art teacher, mild-mannered newspaper reporter&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; Lover of Broadway musicals, Charles Dickens, the Red Sox and Indian curry &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Who feels free on the stage, energized on speech team, and expressive through his drawing&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Who has been to the Grand Canyon, Washington D.C., and Sandbridge, VA&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Who needed his mom to teach him, his dad to guide him, and his siblings to inspire him&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Who fears heights, high school, and fear itself&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Who gave art lessons to third-grade twins, gave Karate lessons, and gave it all he got&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Who longs to see Ireland, Scotland, and London&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Who would like to have seen his grandfather for a few more years, Ronald Reagan for two more terms, and the &lt;i style=""&gt;Calvin and Hobbes&lt;/i&gt; guy come out of retirement&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pensive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Resident of Sunset Meadows&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Duncan&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-355348129317367042?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/355348129317367042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=355348129317367042' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/355348129317367042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/355348129317367042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/10/smelly-poems.html' title='Smelly Poems'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-4788686329846822311</id><published>2008-10-02T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T07:32:27.683-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Variety Show a Success</title><content type='html'>The Variety Show was tremendously entertaining. The last act was a piano battle between two music students. They were incredible!  Josh G. and I performed "The Two Man Show" which got a lot of laughs. It was a typical "knight rescues the princess" story, except that the two of us had to play all five parts, including the princess and queen! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-4788686329846822311?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/4788686329846822311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=4788686329846822311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/4788686329846822311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/4788686329846822311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/10/variety-show-success.html' title='Variety Show a Success'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-6233576724348096103</id><published>2008-10-01T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T06:47:57.827-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Back to Trayless Tuesdays</title><content type='html'>Well, good for Concordia. When we students expressed our dissatisfaction with going trayless permanently, Concordia listened and changed it back to just going trayless on Tuesdays. Also, kudos to the students who set up the survey table outside of Janzow to ask students what they thought of going trayless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-6233576724348096103?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/6233576724348096103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=6233576724348096103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/6233576724348096103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/6233576724348096103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/10/back-to-trayless-tuesdays.html' title='Back to Trayless Tuesdays'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-8836145006402797832</id><published>2008-09-28T13:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:24:47.653-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>Going Trayless</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SN_mQ4w3TmI/AAAAAAAAAQc/zBvIV1HwS40/s1600-h/tray.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SN_mQ4w3TmI/AAAAAAAAAQc/zBvIV1HwS40/s400/tray.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251168868326919778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I'm sure you are all aware of Concordia's decision to stop providing students with trays at Janzow. Many students, including myself, are not happy with this decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The purpose of this decision is to force kids to take less food, since it will be hard to carry more than one plate around. We pay a lot of money for our meal plan, which included utensils like forks, spoons, and trays. I want to get my money's worth. Look, I love voluntary conservation. There have been days when I decided not to use a tray because I didn't feel I needed one. Other days when I'm hungry and want a good meal, I need a tray! By the way, I wonder what's going to happen to all the money CU is saving by going &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;trayless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. Will it go back to the students who paid to eat and use the trays at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Janzow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't get the impression that I am unhappy with Concordia. Overall, I'm having a tremendous college experience here. Let's just hope that they don't implement a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Toothbrushless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Thursday or a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Showerless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Saturday to conserve more water!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-8836145006402797832?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/8836145006402797832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=8836145006402797832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/8836145006402797832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/8836145006402797832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/09/going-trayless.html' title='Going Trayless'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SN_mQ4w3TmI/AAAAAAAAAQc/zBvIV1HwS40/s72-c/tray.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-5435300351264742245</id><published>2008-09-28T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:23:44.906-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Candidates' Potential Impact on the Supreme Court</title><content type='html'>This political column was published in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Sower&lt;/span&gt;, Sept. 24, 2008. Pictured below is far-left, pro-abortion Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsberg, brimming with her usual youthful energy. This scene actually occurred! &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SN_jjlROv1I/AAAAAAAAAQU/UFrMj2qngSY/s1600-h/Ginsberg.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SN_jjlROv1I/AAAAAAAAAQU/UFrMj2qngSY/s320/Ginsberg.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251165890976595794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;McCain, Obama, What Difference Will they Make?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;For all that has been said about John McCain’s old age, he’s a whippersnapper compared to some of the members of the Supreme Court. John Paul Stevens, the most liberal member of the Supreme Court, is eighty-eight years old. Ruth Bader Ginsburg is seventy-five, and has battled with cancer in her life. At seventy-two, John McCain is the same age as both Antonin Scalia and the all important swing-voter Anthony Kennedy. David Souter, who just turned sixty-nine, and Clarence Thomas, sixty, may be a few years younger than McCain, but they are also entering the “golden years.” Chief Justice John Roberts, fifty-three, and Samuel Alito, fifty-eight, were appointed by President Bush, and both demonstrate the impact the President can have by his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;choices for justices.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;I asked my dad, Richard Duncan, the professor of Constitutional Law at UNL, how each Presidential candidate’s choices for Supreme Court justices would affect America. He believes that the next President will have far more influence on social issues than any recent President. “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The next President may have an opportunity to fill two or three vacancies on the Supreme Court in the next four years, and if he serves for two terms, as many as five or six vacancies. Therefore, the most important issue in this election may be the Court, not the war, and not taxes, and not global warming.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Abortion is just one in a litany of social issues that the next President may affect. Cass Sunstein, a Harvard law professor, is convinced that the fate of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Roe v. Wade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; will swing on this election. “…McCain, if elected, might well be able to get what the antiabortion movement wants – and more fundamentally, numerous changes in other areas of constitutional law as well,” he wrote in a column for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Boston Globe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. Though others, including me, think that the reversal of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Roe v Wade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; is highly improbable, the issue of abortion is not off the table. Stuart Taylor, Jr. is a reporter for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;National Journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, who leans towards the pro-abortion side. Taylor quoted Obama, who said in July 2007 that “the first thing I’d do as President is sign the Freedom of Choice Act.” Despite his pro-choice views, Taylor is deeply concerned by the sort of judges Obama will appoint due to his far-left stance on abortion. “That nineteen-year-old proposal, which has never passed Congress, would nullify the popular law against &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;federal funding of abortions; end the even more popular federal ban on ‘partial-birth’ abortion; and sweep away the broadly popular state laws requiring parental notification or consent (or judicial approval) before a minor can obtain an abortion and 24-hour waiting periods before any woman can obtain one.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Though Prof. Duncan doubts that a McCain court would overturn Roe v. Wade, he is confident that an Obama court would “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;affirm and expand abortion-on-demand as a constitutional right, including a right to partial birth abortion. Furthermore, such a court would “create a constitutional right to homosexual marriage, a ‘right’ that would invalidate Nebraska's traditional marriage law as well as those of states across the country; interpret the Establishment Clause to forbid even passive religious symbols in public parks and schools, and perhaps even to forbid equal access for student Bible clubs to meet on campus in public schools; and expand the power of Congress to regulate in areas traditionally reserved for state and local government.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;On the other hand, a McCain court would probably be moderately conservative, without the drastic changes to the current law one would see under the Obama court. For example, even if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Roe v. Wade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; were overturned, that would not outlaw abortion. It would merely return the issue to the state level, where compromises could be reached by our elected officials. Furthermore, according to Prof. Duncan, “Homosexual marriage would not be constitutionalized by a McCain court, but rather the institution of marriage would be left to the democratic process in each of the fifty states.” Do you think the moderate restrictions on abortions the American people have supported for the past 30 years should be respected? Do you believe in the traditional model of marriage, one that has served society well for thousands of years? Do you believe that the free exercise of religion includes the right to express our faith in the public square? Then bear in mind that “a McCain Court would likely adopt a view of the Establishment Clause that would forbid states from coercing citizens to participate in prayer or religious activities while allowing passive religious displays, such as Nativity displays and Ten Commandment monuments to be erected in parks and schools and courthouses.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;If you care deeply about any of these issues, know that the candidate you are supporting will affect these social issues dramatically. One way or the other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(You can find Cass Sunstein’s article at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/bostonglobe/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;http://www.boston.com/bostonglobe/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, and the story by Stuart Taylor, Jr. on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nationaljournal.com/njonline/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;http://www.nationaljournal.com/njonline/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 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Potential Impact on the Supreme Court'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SN_jjlROv1I/AAAAAAAAAQU/UFrMj2qngSY/s72-c/Ginsberg.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-192627474549051468</id><published>2008-09-28T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T21:23:25.328-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sower'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>In Defense of Sarah Palin: A Concordia Bulldog in Lipstick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SOAUxlQp2LI/AAAAAAAAAQs/6723OWkbohs/s1600-h/Bulldog_CUNE_lipstick.bmp" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="text-decoration: underline;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SOAUxlQp2LI/AAAAAAAAAQs/6723OWkbohs/s400/Bulldog_CUNE_lipstick.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251220007562107058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;T&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;his column was published in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The Sower&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, September 8, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This election year will be a historic one for both major parties.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When Sen. Barack Obama was declared the Democratic nominee for president, many of Sen. Hillary Clinton’s supporters felt discouraged, and a significant percentage may now support Sen. John McCain. At the Democratic National Convention, Hillary Clinton urged her supporters to rally behind Obama. “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Whether you voted for me, or voted for Barack, the time is now to unite as a single party with a single purpose. We are on the same team, and none of us can sit on the sidelines.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; On Thursday, August 28, Barack Obama gave his speech before the DNC, repeating many of the promises he had made on the campaign trail, and accusing John McCain of running for Bush’s third term. “This moment, this election, is our chance to keep, in the 21&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;st&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; century, the American promise of life,” Obama said. He also officially accepted his party’s nomination, making him the first African-American Presidential nominee in history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The very next day, John McCain made his own historic announcement. On Friday, McCain introduced his running mate, Gov. Sarah Palin, the first woman ever on a Republican ticket. This surprise choice dominated the news channels that night, and few pundits were talking about Obama’s speech from the previous day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;New York Times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; selected part of Sarah Palin’s speech as the Quote of the Day: “It was rightly noted in Denver this week that Hillary left 18 million cracks in the highest, hardest glass ceiling in America but it turns out the women of America aren't finished yet and we can shatter that glass ceiling once and for all.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;A reporter for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Philadelphia Inquirer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; called McCain’s choice “a bold gamble.” On the upside, Palin’s strong conservative credentials have also helped energize McCain’s Republican base. “It’s exciting!” exclaimed Matthew Kuske, who supports McCain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Sophomore Sara Holle, who as yet is undecided, predicted that Palin “will attract a lot of the Hillary Clinton supporters.” Her introduction has energized the race, and many Democrats and Republicans are impressed by her strength and intelligence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;However, some observers believe McCain’s decision to run with Palin is a risk because they question Palin’s ability to be President should John McCain pass away while in office. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Newsweek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;’s Jonathan Alter believes that Palin “&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;knows little or nothing about the major issues of the day beyond energy.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; Concordia freshman Tony Fugett bluntly stated that McCain’s decision “will come back to bite him."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Or will questioning Palin’s experience come back to bite the Obama campaign? While discussing Palin’s readiness to step into the Presidency, Sara Holle pointed out that Obama himself lacks experience. As a first-term Senator, Obama has had just four years of Washington experience himself, a full year of which has been spent campaigning for the Presidency.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Today, John McCain put the former mayor of a town of 9,000 with zero foreign policy experience a heartbeat away from the presidency,” said Bill Burton, a spokesman for Obama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;This response glosses over Palin’s many accomplishments. Sarah Palin was elected mayor of her hometown, and later &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;was appointed to the Alaska Oil and Gas Conservation Commission, where she served as ethics commissioner and chairman. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In 2006, she was elected the Governor of Alaska, the largest state in the United States of America. As a former mayor and a Governor, Sarah Palin has more &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;executive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; experience than any man on any ticket. More than Biden and Obama, and maybe even more than John McCain, who worked in an executive position in the military. Sarah Palin does lack experience in foreign policy, but she would learn a lot from John McCain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;One way to judge if Palin is ready for the Presidency is to look at her accomplishments. Though it’s true that her time in the political sphere has been short, Palin’s success during that time has made her the most popular Governor in the United States.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;When interviewed by Ron Allen of MSNBC about Palin’s qualifications, former Speaker of the House Newt Gingrich starkly contrasted Palin’s record with Obama’s:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;“She’s been a real mayor, he hasn’t. She’s been a real Governor, he hasn’t. She’s been in charge of the Alaskan National Guard, he hasn’t. She was a whistle-blower who defeated an incumbent mayor. He has never once shown that kind of courage. She’s a whistle-blower who turned in the chairman of her own party and got him fined $12,000. I’ve never seen Obama do one thing like that. She took on the incumbent Governor of her own party and beat him, and then she beat a former Democratic Governor in the election. I don’t know of a single thing Obama’s done except talk and write.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The pressure of addressing a national audience did not phase Palin. According to reporter David Bauder of the Associated Press, over 40,000,000 viewers tuned in to watch her speech at the Republican National Convention, nearly the same number who watched Obama’s speech at the DNC. If Palin continues to display the same level of confidence and poise during the election and the Vice Presidential debate, it will be impossible to make the case that McCain’s choice was not justified. That is one reason why I plan to vote for the McCain-Palin ticket in my first Presidential election.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-bidi-"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" "&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;(You can find transcripts of the speeches from the DNC at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zimbio.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;www.zimbio.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;, and a transcript of Sarah Palin’s speech at&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="Times New Roman&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.realclearpolitics.com/articles/2008/08/palins_vp_selection_speech.html"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;http://www.realclearpolitics.com/articles/2008/08/palins_vp_selection_speech.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;. David Bauder’s article can be found at apnews.myway.com.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-192627474549051468?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/192627474549051468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=192627474549051468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/192627474549051468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/192627474549051468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/09/palin-concordia-bulldog-in-lipstick.html' title='In Defense of Sarah Palin: A Concordia Bulldog in Lipstick'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Fdq-m3WlGA4/SOAUxlQp2LI/AAAAAAAAAQs/6723OWkbohs/s72-c/Bulldog_CUNE_lipstick.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8029935503810894705.post-7110900120915183937</id><published>2008-09-26T17:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T07:53:27.078-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='writing'/><title type='text'>The Emerald Shamrock</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Frog-Child, the Snake-child, and the Man of La Mancha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Hark—there on the horizon, an armored figure emblazoned in the rising sun, charging forth with avengeance—it is Don Quixote, high atop Rosanate. Visor down, covering the eccentric knight errant’s features, he charges towards his target, lance in hand. A tremendous windmill, mistaken for an evil giant, looms ahead of him, mighty arms swinging methodically. The mad knight spurs his steed, and as the giant’s arm falls—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;A strong blow to the head knocked Rick to the ground. “Ha! I have vanquished thee, knight!” bellowed his attacker.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Dem it, John! Can you try not to kill me, for a change? It’s only a game!” shot back Rick as he rubbed his sore skull, his thick brown hair clutched tightly in his fingers. “That’s the third time you’ve knocked me over the head today!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The boys were both about twelve years old, though John was clearly quite well-built for a boy his age and Rick was comparatively diminutive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Come along, Rick. I was the windmill. I was supposed to knock your block off. That’s the way the story goes, doesn’t it?” said John throwing his thick mane of black hair back away from his eyes with a cocky shake of his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Humph!” Rick snorted. “Fine. But do it again and I’ll trounce you!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;John laughed heartily at this. “I’d like to see you try.” The altercation ceased when John got a sudden idea. Spotting a stick the length of his arm on the ground, John adeptly placed his foot underneath it, kicked it up into the air, and caught it with a flourish. “What say we play at fencing?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Rick thought a moment. “Fine. Just don’t poke my eye out, will you?” he sighed as he kneeled to choose his own weapon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Can I be Robin Hood?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Perfect. That means I can be Prince John. I was named for Prince John you know.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;— “Well then, Prince John, have at thee!” cried Robin Hood unsheathing his sword. Robin of Loxley danced lightly around his larger opponent, countering and parrying with rare finesse. Sparks flew from the heavy, double-edged blades as they clashed. With blinding speed, Robin pressed in on his opponent, keeping him at close quarters. Robin was aware that Prince John, with his longer limbs and sheer physical strength, would gain the advantage if he had enough room to use full swinging blows. The two grappled, pressing their swords against each other with all their might. Though John had more weight, Robin had seized the high ground. The daring outlaw forced the tyrant’s own sword to his throat! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Then John did the unthinkable. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Releasing a hand from the hilt, John thrust his elbow squarely into Robin’s nose!—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“All right! That’s it!” Rick threw his every ounce of his frail body into John. The two lost balance and painfully tumbled down the hill, swearing and exchanging blows as they rolled one over the other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;—Years later, when both of these men reminisced about the day they first met, they might have been reminded of that old folktale of the snake-child and the frog-child, who were as different from one another as it is possible to be. (The Honorable John Lear was the only son of Baron Lear, an aristocrat born and bred. Rick Dering was the son of a humble law clerk.) These two, frog-child and snake-child happening upon each other one fine day, wiled away the hours playing together. Snake decided to teach frog lessons on how to slither around on his stomach. (John decided to teach Rick a lesson, and punched him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; the stomach.) The frog, likewise, taught snake how to hop up and down. (Rick, likewise, hopped &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style:normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;upon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; John’s back and rained down blows on his head.) Though they had only known each other one day, the frog-child and the snake-child formed a fast friendship. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Surprisingly, so would Rick and John.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;John finally collapsed under the weight on his shoulders, and both boys lay exhausted on the ground.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Well…fought…Rick,” gasped John.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Not…so bad yourself…mate,” wheezed Rick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Next time…let’s not get so rough…agreed?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Right.” Both stood up, shook hands, agreed to meet the next day, and returned home, all transgression forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;And it occurred to John of all the aristocratic snake-children he had ever played with, not one had ever stood up to his bullying. Rick had earned far more than John’s friendship that day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Grey Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;An old adage stipulates that a house must be full of life to become a home, otherwise the building itself seems to die. At the sight of a dilapidated old house, many have observed the edifice’s need to be “lived in.” Perhaps one could take this wisdom a step further and suppose that, as the exterior of a house reveals the presence of inhabitants, the interior of a home reveals something of their nature. Some houses are warm and inviting, suggesting that a charming personality lives there; others are immaculately well ordered, suggesting that the owner is a strict, no-nonsense sort of person; still others are sullen and grey, indicating the somber disposition of the owner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Dering household was a somewhat schizophrenic combination of the three. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The building itself had two floors. The sight which first greets the eyes when entering the door is a decidedly dull room: its walls bare, except for a few rows of thick, dusty books on law, its grey stone fireplace unused, and its scant articles of plain furniture—including a ponderous black desk covered with organized piles of paper work—are consigned to the corner areas, leaving the wide wooden floor chillingly empty. The silence is broken only by the ticking of an ancient, towering grandfather clock near the desk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;However, as one ascends the spiral staircase, a transformation seems to come over the whole abode. The setting sun shines through the tall windows of the second floor, illuminating the many decorations in strange and wondrous ways. Watercolors of the seashore grace these walls; these landscapes are certainly not the works of a professional painter, but are pleasant to look at nonetheless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Up this staircase and through these rooms Rick dashed, into his mother’s chamber. She seemed to be the center of warmth of the whole house. She lay still in her bed, but her round face shone brightly. It seemed she loved to surround herself with beauty. Everything from the chairs, to the bedside tables, to the bed itself was a remarkable work of craftsmanship, and at least a dozen of the joyful watercolors adorned the walls. Of course, the good lady herself was the artist; in fact, she was in the very act of completing a brush stroke as her son entered. Seeing her darling boy, she laid the brushes and colors haphazardly in their wooden box and placed them on a marble table at the side of her bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Rick, dear. You were out later than usual. I was beginning to worry when I saw that it was past seven and getting dark,” she said, gesturing for her son to come sit in the ornate chair by the side of her bed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“I’m sorry, Mum. I lost track of time while I was playing,” he explained. He always felt guilty when he left his mother alone in the house for such a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“You didn’t spend the whole day alone again, did you, dear?” she inquired seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Mum,” Rick said, rolling his eyes. He loved his mother, but she was always worrying about how much time he spent with other boys his age. “As a matter of fact, I made a new chum today.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Excellent!” his mother exclaimed, her perturbed look gone. “Tell me all, Rick.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Well, he’s a—” Rick searched for the right word, “—not mean—he’s a boisterous boy. He’s always talking about the military, and he loves to play at combat.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Which explains your bloody nose,” his mother added dryly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Oh,” Rick crossed his eyes as he tried to examine the offending injury. He should have known he couldn’t hide anything from his mother. “Yes, I suppose we did have a bit of a row at the end. But we shook hands afterwards, and John promised we wouldn’t fight next time.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Well, that’s something. And now I have a name, ‘John.’ And to whom does he belong? You’d best tell me dear as I’m determined to know everything,” she demanded as she sat up and rested her merry round chin on her palms, looking interested. However, the exertion of this simple gesture seemed to tax her strength and she sat her head back against the bed frame almost immediately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;At the sight of his mother’s weakness, Rick had become far more concerned with her state than with talking about his friend. “—Lear—he’s Baron Lear’s son,” Rick said absent-mindedly. Fortunately, this news seemed to breathe new life into Mrs. Dering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“The son of a gentleman! Wonderful! Baron Lear is our landlord. I never knew he had a boy your age. You shall have to invite your friend here and introduce us, Rick.” This discussion was interrupted by the eight heavy chimes of the grandfather clock echoing through the household. “Eight o’clock. We can expect your father at any moment. In fact—go to the window, Rick, and tell me if you see him coming.” The lad scurried to the window and peered through it. The rain had chilled the warm summer day and resulted in a thick mist at dusk. However, through this mist, the coach bearing his father was clearly visible, punctual as always.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“He’s coming now, Mum,” he said looking at her. Rick began to move back to his seat, but his mother stopped him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Well, don’t just sit around up here. Go meet your father at the door,” she said, shooing him gently. Rick scampered down, and just as he reached the bottom step, the door inched open to reveal Mr. Gregory Dering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Upon seeing Mr. Dering, one might vainly rub his eyes to check that all color had not drained from the world. Mr. Dering’s eyes were the color of steel, and his hair, which had once been a rich brown like his son’s, had gone prematurely grey. The chilling mist, clinging to his grey traveler’s cloak and his grey top hat, gave Gregory Dering the appearance of some ephemeral spirit, rather than a living man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Hello, father. How was your—” the question died in Rick’s throat as Mr. Dering silently brushed past his son.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Mr. Dering alighted up the staircase, the fog winding its way behind him. Rick followed the dissipating trail back to his mother’s room, where the grey man already sat bent over at his wife’s side. Holding her hand in his, Mr. Dering’s face flushed with what might have been color. “Hello, my sweet,” he whispered in his grave voice. At the sight of his son, Mr. Dering stiffened. “Richard, I would prefer if you left your mother and me in peace.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“It’s all right, Greg. Let him tell you about his day. We don’t have long before he’s off to school again. Come and sit here, Rick.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Actually,” said Rick at the sight of his father’s cold eyes, “It’s getting late, and I’m tired. I think I’ll retire for the night.” And so, as Mr. Dering bent back over his wife, his lips twitching into what might have been a smile, Rick closed the door behind him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Irish Nationalist Army&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;John and Rick met, as promised, the following morning, and, as promised, John refrained from more bullying (however, as the rain started up again before noon, John did not have much time to break said promise). As John would not hear of Rick walking two miles back home in the rain, he invited Rick to his father’s manor, which was a good deal closer. If the rain stopped, Rick could return home safely. Of course, both boys hoped the shower would grow to a tempest, so that Rick would not have to return home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;When Rick glanced out of the window in the comfortable library of the Lear family abode, he was confident that his hopes had been answered. The heavy rain drops pelted the windows so hard, nothing could be seen. Rick turned his attention back to his cultivated friend, who was warming his rump at the fireside. “You look very dignified doing that,” Rick teased.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“What? I’m an aristocrat! I can do just as I please,” the Baron’s son answered obstinately. “I’ll admit most noblemen wouldn’t be caught dead in this position in front of a peasant like you, Rick. But I prefer not to freeze my rear end off, thank you.” John stared at Rick defiantly, waiting for his new friend’s retort. When he saw that Rick was not going to argue with him, John straightened up. “Come along, Rick. I’ve been wanting to show you something I think you’ll like. No sense letting the rain ruin our fun.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Rick followed his host through an ornate mahogany door into a dusty, dimly-lit room. As Rick’s eyes adjusted to the light, he realized that the room was enormous! Dozens of tall, heavy tables were arranged in rows, and there was still plenty of room to move about. Curious, Rick approached the nearest table. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;On each side of the huge table, there were hundreds—no—thousands of small soldiers. Upon examining one, Rick saw that each must have been individually hand-carved, possibly from ivory. The figures all carried medieval weaponry, with armor to match, and each had been painted to the finest detail, even the links in their chain mail. Furthermore, each figure seemed to be unique: most charged headlong towards the soldiers on the opposite side, some successfully engaged the enemy, while others kneeled clutching at arrows penetrating from their arms, their chests, their eyes! The top of the table was not flat wood, but rose and fell, and was painted to resemble rolling hills, creating a vast, miniature landscape for the combatants. Rick felt as he was viewing a real battle from the skies, frozen in time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“The Battle of Hastings,” pronounced John with pride in his voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“You did this?” Rick asked in awe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Father helped me with this one, but since then, I’ve become intensely interested. All of these, I set up on my own,” announced John, gesturing to the rows of tables, each of which represented a separate battle. Rick saw Hannibal, high astride one of his elephants, and Alexander the Great, setting siege to a great city, and Julius Caesar, smirking as he stared down his little Roman nose at the battle below, seeing that victory was imminent. Most of all, there were British troops, resplendent in their sharp red uniforms, facing all manner of enemies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“I want you to help me recreate a battle from scratch. This is the table,” said John gesturing to it. “It’s going to be the Battle of Oulart Hill. You may even remember it. We were both probably about eight years old when it happened.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Wasn’t that a victory for the Irish?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“I’ll say. I don’t think much of those demmed Catholic peasants, but I can’t pretend it wasn’t a brilliant victory. There were 1,000 rebels, many of them not even armed, and they decimated the North Cork Militia.” From the sheer energy John used in his explanation, Rick could tell that this was no mere hobby for Lear. It was his passion. “Here’s how they did it. The rebels were camped on a hill near the village of Oulart. The militia, which was mostly comprised of loyal Irish Protestants, tried to lure them out by burning some cottages, but the rebels didn’t take the bait. The cavalry of yeomen cut off the only escape route the rebels could have taken. Well, that was their first mistake. Men always fight harder when there is no chance of escape.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Rick nodded. He could see himself trapped on that hill, surrounded by a rag tag band of poor farmers, knowing that the only chance of survival was victory.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“The second mistake the militia made was to make their move without waiting for artillery support. That fool Colonel Foote disobeyed orders and led his troops straight into the rebel’s base. And here is how the rebels did it!” As John explained, be began placing the militia soldiers almost absent-mindedly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“The rebels selected a group to hold their position and act as decoys. These were the men the North Cork Troops saw as they approached the top of the hill. However, the rebels had prepared an ambush. Every man with a firearm was hiding at each side of the hill, at a right angle to the path of the approaching soldiers. The decoys stood their ground as they were fired upon, and couldn’t fire back because they were unarmed, until the moment the troops had marched right into their trap. Then, every Irish man with a gun barraged the militia with constant gunfire, round after round!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;There he was! Rifle in hand, Rick targeted the astonished troops. He and his companions stood undaunted against overwhelming odds! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Then every man together rushed the survivors from all sides! Four militia men escaped with their lives, including Foote. Just four! The Yeoman Calvary retreated, and the Irish only suffered six casualties. The victory inspired all of Wexford to join the rebellion.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Victory! “Incredible,” whispered Rick. John nodded. For a minute, the two were silent as they arranged the miniature soldiers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Finally, Rick asked a question which had been on his mind, “How did they lose the rebellion? The Irish?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;John’s smile disappeared. “Lack of unity. The rebels at Wexford weren’t even connected to the United Irishmen, the Protestant traitors who wanted to secede from England. The leaders simply couldn’t control the mob of Catholics, or organize them into a fighting force. In the end, the whole rebellion unraveled and fell apart.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“They still made a brave attempt though,” said Rick impressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;John stiffened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Don’t feel too much sympathy for the rebels, Rick. Do you know what they did to the prisoners they took from the North Cork Militia? Butchered them. Their own countrymen, fellow Irishmen. They were an uncontrollable mob, Rick, just like the French in their revolution. There were entire families of Irish Protestants executed for no reason!” John slammed a figurine down on the table, cracking its base. “Like wild animals.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Rick was sobered somewhat by this revelation, and did not pursue the subject. However, the two conversed lengthily as they created the detailed scene. Mostly, they argued about who was dreading the start of the next school term the most. It was only a week away, after all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;A Time for Joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;By the time the rain ceased, it had grown dark, so John’s father sent one of his servants to inform Rick’s parents that their son was spending the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The next morning, Baron Lear arranged for a grand horse and carriage to return Rick home. The moment they arrived at his strange little home, Rick nimbly leapt down from the carriage to the cold, muddy street before the doorman even had time to assist him. Waving to the coachman over his shoulder, Rick skipped up the grey stone steps and pushed open the imposing black door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The morning sun lighting up the living room, which doubled as his father’s study, seemed to choke on the fog of grey dust. A harsh voice from the shadows shattered the silence, “Richard, your spending the night with young Mr. Lear has been an extraordinary inconvenience.” Mr. Dering sat erect behind his ponderous black desk, grey top hat held firmly on his lap. As Rick’s father placed it on his head stiffly, he stood with a jerk, as if he were a wooden marionette yanked roughly by its threads. “I had to remain here all morning and wait for your return. Now, thanks entirely to you, Richard, I shall be late to work.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“I couldn’t help it,” protested Rick, but at the sight of his father’s glare, he hastily added, “sir.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Needlessly, Mr. Dering adjusted his tie. It was already perfect; everything about him was immaculate. Not one speck of the thick dust dared to rest on his shoulder. “You know I don’t like leaving your mother alone Richard. That’s why I had to wait for your return. She finds your presence comforting. This is the second time in a row you’ve left her all alone in this house for the whole day to play with that aristo’s brat!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Mum wanted me to play with someone my own age!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“That’s because your mother is an unselfish creature, Richard. She puts your happiness above her safety. What if there was a fire in the house while you were out playing? Have you considered what would happen to her in her condition? Let me make myself clear to you, Richard. You are not to leave your mother’s side until I return home, no matter what she tells you! That is all I have to say to you.” As Mr. Dering glided towards the door, he glanced through the window. At the sight of the carriage, he added sardonically, “What courtesy you receive from Baron Lear. I could not afford such luxury with a month’s wages,” and disappeared into the thick autumn fog of London.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Rick stomped up the staircase, into his mother’ chamber. Clearly, he looked as furious as he felt, because, as Mrs. Dering immediately observed, “What’s wrong, dear? I heard raised voices.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Rick sat down huffily. “Father. He hardly ever speaks to me, and when he does, it’s only to criticize me.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Mrs. Dering listened to her son’s tirade quietly, and chose her words carefully, “If your father has a fault, it’s that he…worries about me too much. He probably thinks the earth will open up and swallow me if I don’t have someone around to watch my every movement. The summer days have flown by again this year, and I don’t want you cooped up with me during your last week of freedom, Rick. A boy your age needs more than an old cripple like me for company,” she said chuckling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Don’t talk like that, Mum,” Rick reprimanded with a shake of his finger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Humbug! It’s only the truth! Now, I don’t care what your father said. You will have a jolly time this summer, or so help me, I will stand from this bed and expel you from the house!” she pronounced with a jolly boom of a laugh. As her beautiful laugh finally died down, she settled her head back on her pillow. “Would you read to me, Rick?” she asked with a gesture to the nightstand where a Bible rested. Immediately Rick obliged her, opening the Good Book to the page they had left off two nights ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Ecclesiastes 2.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Charming, just what I need to cheer me up!” said Rick’s mother, her voice full of her merry irony. “More of Solomon’s woe and misery on the lack of meaning in life!” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“We could skip it, if you’d like.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“No dear, we shouldn’t gloss over Scripture.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Very well.” And Rick began to read aloud thus: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:16.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“I said in mine heart, Go to now, I will prove thee with mirth, therefore enjoy pleasure: and, behold, this also is vanity. I said of laughter, It is mad: and of mirth, What doeth it?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 16.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;At this, Mrs. Dering couldn’t help but chortle, looking almost offended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 16.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Disagree, Mum?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size: 16.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“If laughter makes one mad, I am a menace to all of God’s creation! I’m sorry, Rick. I didn’t mean to scoff at Scripture. I think what Solomon is saying is that there is more to life than laughter, which is true. Laughter alone won’t give you a meaningful life, but I still say you can’t have life without it. Keep reading, Rick.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;As Rick finished the last verse of the chapter and closed the Book carefully, his mother nodded to herself, pondering the words. After a moment, she perked up. “Rick, I have the solution! You invite your friend here! I can meet your new friend, you can spend time with him, and you can still keep an eye on me like father wants.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;At the sound of this idea, Rick’s mood suddenly brightened. But the mention of his father brought them crashing down again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;An aristo’s brat, those had been the words Mr. Dering had used. Rick wondered if his father was right in his assessment. Remembering the wondrous mansion where he had spent the previous night, Rick wondered how John would react if he saw this cramped, gloomy residence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Rick tried to make up an excuse, “I – don’t think there is enough time. John leaves for boarding school this Sunday.“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Oh, there’s time, Rick! There’s always time,” assured his mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Biting his lip, Rick persisted, “No. Last night both of us knew we might not get a chance to see each other again until next summer. We pretty much said our good-byes already.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;His mother nodded, looking a little disappointed. Settling back down, she asked Rick if he would kindly read her just one more chapter. “You have such a beautiful voice, Rick, it brings the words to life for me. If you wanted, you could become a fine pastor, like your grandfather Patrick.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Ecclesiastes 3.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Oh! I love this passage! Read it to me, and you’ll see why it’s one of my favorites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:16.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family: Verdana"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance…”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-bidi-font-size:16.0pt;mso-bidi-font-family:Verdana"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;As it turned out, the two boys did see each other one last time before John left, though only briefly. Rick waved to his friend as he watched him disappear in the fine coach. Rick’s final week of freedom was joyfully spent in his mother’s company, until the time came for Mr. Dering to deposit Rick at Pummelham’s Hall, the boarding school for young men. “Good day, Richard,” said Mr. Dering brusquely, and he too was whisked away by a carriage, this one dingy and grey. Mr. Dering had nothing else to say to the son he would not see for a full year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The Gentle Art of Pummeling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Charles Fairfield was hyperventilating. Tucked away in a dark corner of the grounds, he listened for any voices. Had he lost them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Patty! Cum on out Patty!” boomed a coarse, insipid voice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Patty. That was their name for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Charles closed his eyes and laid his head back against the cold stone wall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“What are you doing back here?” came a small voice from right in front of him!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Charles started and looked around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Down here.” Charles looked down and discovered the speaker: a boy a full foot shorter than he with a thick crop of brown hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“You’re a new student, correct? I don’t remember you from last term,” said Rick Dering.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Fairfield! We still wanna see an Irish jig! Don’t you want a potato, Patty?” bellowed a revolting child as he appeared round the corned, a potato gripped in one pudgy hand, a heavy stick grasped in the other. At the sight of Rick, the boy’s limpid eyes filled with recognition and rage. “Dering? You stay away from me, or I’ll have the headmaster whip you black and blue!” squealed the piggish bully, backing away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“You’ve gotten nicer, Pummelham! Why not do it yourself and save your uncle the trouble. I know you enjoy it!” answered Rick, his tone ironic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Oh no! You’re not going to trick me into fighting you, Dering!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“I see you’re much too clever for me, Jack!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Momentarily forgotten, Farfield stood between the two and witnessed this confrontation, a perfect picture of comic confusion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“What’s going on here?” rang another voice, and two boys almost as hideous as young Jack Pummelham appeared, similarly armed with sticks. “Who’s this?” asked one, pointing to Rick. “What are you waitin’ for, Jack?” the other inquired. The two seemed to speak only in questions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Leave him be! That’s Rick Dering!” ordered Jack, but the two paid him no heed, and began accosting Rick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Why are you afraid of him?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Isn’t he tiny? Barely up to me middle?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“How old are you, six? He’s not our age, is he?” The two poked and prodded Rick as if he were an odd sea creature they had discovered washed up on the shore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“No, I am not six, but twelve years old, same as you both; and yes, I am short for my age. Remove your hands from me or I will trounce you both.” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Can he even reach high enough to hit us?” guffawed one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The other racked his brain, trying to think of a clever jibe as well, but in the end, could only think to say, “Yeah, how high can you reach?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“I have no problem reaching this!” roared Rick as he slammed his foot straight down both their shins, one after the other. The two wailed pitifully, each grabbing his bruised leg and hopping about on one foot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“You know, come to think of it, I would like to see an Irish jig,” said Rick with a threatening glare at Jack Pummelham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The very fat in Jack’s cheeks trembled as he spoke, “Don’t you dare! I’m going to have you beaten for threatening me!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“What a shame. But if I’m going to get thrashed anyway, I might as well get thrashed for having done something,” growled Rick, advancing on the rotund antagonist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;At this, Jack Pummelham seemed to suddenly change his mind. “All right! You win! I won’t tell! You got my word!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Rick paused for a moment, contemplating this offer. Jack wiped the sweat from his brow relieved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“I’m afraid your word is meaningless, Pummelham. I’m going to get whipped no matter what. Oh well.” And with that, little Rick pounced on the screaming Jack Pummelham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="mso-tab-count:1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Spare the rod, kill the child!” The old cliché, amended by old Henry Pummelham for greater emphasis, was engraved above the great gate entrance to Pummelham’s Hall, the boarding school’s founding maxim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;In all of the Hall’s distinguished history of academic excellence through child abuse, it had always had a Pummelham as its headmaster; that is, until Henry’s grandson Paul Pummelham reached the age where his arm was simply too frail to cause delinquent students the same degree of pain it had been capable of inflicting in bygone days. At least, not the level of agony he felt was necessary to maintain order. No, those happy days of yore had gone, and little Jack Pummelham was only two, still too young to fulfill that fundamental requirement for a successful schoolmaster: the ability to intimidate the student. Then again, little Jack was such a hideous toad of an infant, he might have fulfilled this requirement after all, but, sadly, was still incapable of beating a ten-year-old to a pulp. Therefore, the position of headmaster was grudgingly surrendered to Jack’s uncle, Squire Wormbly, who had married into the family. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This, of course, put the poor Squire in a unique situation. There was no doubt in anyone’s mind that the moment Jack Pummelham came of age, he would, in the tradition of Prince Hamlet, claim his father’s throne from his usurper uncle. The Squire feared his nephew in the same way he feared death: Jack was inevitable. The lad had no higher ambition in life than to succeed his father, and from the age of five had already started practicing by pounding any living thing smaller than himself. Strangely enough, the application of the rod was deemed unnecessary for little Jack’s education. Pain was as absolutely vital for the proper education of any child, except a Pummelham, of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Altogether, Squire Wormbly was not a cruel man. Fortunately, this failing did not prevent him meeting out the necessary discipline, though he almost always conscripted older students to do the honors for him. The Squire despised Jack, but remained his slave, because it was clear that, eventually, Jack would grow to be larger than he. Perhaps, Jack would retain his services as a school teacher. The Squire pondered this thought, his one shred of hope, as he delivered Rick and Charles into the hands of the prefects. Wormbly was even skinnier than Charles, with wispy, glistening black hair, shining eyes like a lost creature’s, a trembling lip, and no distinguishable chin. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;“Once again, Richard Dering, you persist in antagonizing your betters, such as the esteemed Jack Pummelham. I thought we had cured you of this last year, but after only two days, you have returned right to where you left off last term,” the Squire wheezed. A part of him admired Rick for standing up to that snobbish toe rag, something he was too timid to do. However, the timid part preferred to have job security. “I would advise you to simply ignore young master Pummelham if you cannot stand him. He will have you whipped every time without exception.” With this sage advise, the Squire escorted the boys into the caning chamber, where hung the birch switches, hickory sticks and willow canes, shut the oak doors behind them, and left, again musing on the joyous possibility of his having a position under Jack Pummelham six years from now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;The two prefects, having forgotten the way the beatings had felt when they were younger, how the drubbings had deadened their spirits, grabbed Rick and Charles by their collars, dragged them to the desk, and bent them over to receive, not six-of-the-best, but sixty. Rick Dering fought them every step of the way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;text-indent: 0.5in; "&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Charles Fairfield of the Protestant Ascendency&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8029935503810894705-7110900120915183937?l=hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/feeds/7110900120915183937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8029935503810894705&amp;postID=7110900120915183937' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/7110900120915183937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8029935503810894705/posts/default/7110900120915183937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hereistandatconcordia.blogspot.com/2008/09/emerald-shamrock.html' title='The Emerald Shamrock'/><author><name>Josh Duncan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00211058285623879594</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
