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Letters 09-26-2016

Welcome To 1984 The Democrat Party, the government education complex, private corporations and foundations, the news media and the allpervasive sports and entertainment industry have incrementally repressed the foundational right of We the People to publicly debate open borders, forced immigration, sanctuary cities and the calamitous destruction of innate gender norms...

Grow Up, Kachadurian Apparently Tom Kachadurian has great words; too bad they make little sense. His Sept. 19 editorial highlights his prevalent beliefs that only Hillary and the Dems are engaged in namecalling and polarizing actions. Huh? What rock does he live under up on Old Mission...

Facts MatterThomas Kachadurian’s “In the Basket” opinion deliberately chooses to twist what Clinton said. He chooses to argue that her basket lumped all into the clearly despicable categories of the racist, sexist, homophobic , etc. segments of the alt right...

Turn Off Fox, Kachadurian I read Thomas Kachadurian’s opinion letter in last week’s issue. It seemed this opinion was the product of someone who offered nothing but what anyone could hear 24/7/365 on Fox News; a one-sided slime job that has been done better by Fox than this writer every day of the year...

Let’s Fix This Political Process Enough! We have been embroiled in the current election cycle for…well, over a year, or is it almost two? What is the benefit of this insanity? Exorbitant amounts of money are spent, candidates are under the microscope day and night, the media – now in action 24/7 – focuses on anything and everything anyone does, and then analyzes until the next event, and on it goes...

Can’t Cut Taxes 

We are in a different place today. The slogan, “Making America Great Again” begs the questions, “great for whom?” and “when was it great?” I have claimed my generation has lived in a bubble since WWII, which has offered a prosperity for a majority of the people. The bubble has burst over the last few decades. The jobs which provided a good living for people without a college degree are vanishing. Unions, which looked out for the welfare of employees, have been shrinking. Businesses have sought to produce goods where labor is not expensive...

Wrong About Clinton In response to Thomas Kachadurian’s column, I have to take issue with many of his points. First, his remarks about Ms. Clinton’s statement regarding Trump supporters was misleading. She was referring to a large segment of his supporters, not all. And the sad fact is that her statement was not a “smug notion.” Rather, it was the sad truth, as witnessed by the large turnout of new voters in the primaries and the ugly incidents at so many of his rallies...

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On Holy Ground

Robert Downes - November 15th, 2007
The last 750 steps up the Stairs of Repentance are straight up the crags of Mt. Sinai, but once at the top, you find yourself at one of the holiest spots on earth -- the place where God delivered the 10 Commandments to Moses.
It’s a 4.2 mile hike up the mountain which is the second highest in Egypt at more than 6,000 feet. There was no trail here when Moses made the climb thousands of years ago. You can imagine him clawing his way up through the loose rock on his hands and knees, searching for a way up through the cliffs. He must have been bleeding from head to foot and covered with flies by the time he reached the summit. But here, in a state of exhaustion and ecstasy, he spent 40 days and nights communing with God.
But, as you may know, when Moses brought the stone tablets of the Commandments down from the mountain, he found that his people had grown bored and fearful in his absence and had melted their gold to make a golden calf to worship. In a rage, Moses hurled the Commandments at the calf, breaking both the tablets and the idol in his wrath.
Beneath Mt. Sinai is the Monastery of St. Catherine, which was built around the Burning Bush of the Bible. At 1,400 years of age, this is the oldest Christian monastery in the world, buried deep in the desert of the Sinai Peninsula.
In the Book of Exodus, God spoke to Moses from this bush, ordering him to return to Egypt to confront Pharaoh and demand the release of the Chosen People from slavery.
Sad to say, the monastery is anything but holy today -- it’s one of Egypt’s biggest tourist attractions, packed with hundreds of people each day from every land -- black Africans in tribal dress, tour groups from India, France and Germany, and most of all, Russians, who come by the thousands to the beach resorts of the Sinai. They’re all elbowing each other and shoving -- straining to pluck a twig from the willowy Burning Bush, which we are told may or may not be the original.

One of the recurring themes I find on my slow trip around the world is the exaltation of religion in every land.
In Europe, the focal point of every city of any size was its cathedral, some of which took hundreds of years to build. I found most cathedrals to be packed to the rafters with golden snickerdoodle, like an explosion in a spaghetti factory. That, and paintings of saints and angels the size of barn doors. The emphasis on gold and jewels strikes me as rather hypocritical, considering the hundreds of millions of people who’ve died in pursuit of this glittering stuff.
Then there’s Egypt, a country which is one vast monument to the religions of the past, crammed with temples and tombs. The ancient Egyptians lived and died their religion. When a new Pharaoh took office, his first act was to begin construction of his tomb, which would serve as his home in the afterlife. Construction lasted until his last gasp. Thus, in the Valley of the Kings in Luxor, you can walk several hundred feet underground into the tomb of Ramses III, deep in the side of a mountain. Yet poor King Tut, who ruled for only three years, has a tomb not much bigger than a shoebox.
Each temple and tomb is covered with thousands of sculptures and paintings of the weird old gods of Egypt. It’s hard to believe that rational people were crazy enough to worship beings with the heads of falcons, jackals, snakes, beetles and an ibis, among others. But it turns out these gods were meant to symbolize our connection to the natural world -- half animal, half human. They represented ideals to be worshipped; and so, even today, a statue of Anubis, the jackal-headed god of the dead and protector of tombs, sits outside the Luxor Police Department... along with a very ominous looking paddy wagon and some bored looking cops with submachine guns.

Then there’s the Muslim world of today, amazing to an American traveler. Imagine if there were loudspeakers on top of every church in Northern Michigan, and every morning at 4:30 a.m. they began blaring a message five times a day: “Hey everybody -- get up! It’s time to say your prayers! It’s time to say your p-r-a-y-e-r-s!!!” This, followed by readings from the Bible.
People would flip, yet that’s the reality of the daily “call to prayer” of Islam, with readings from the Koran. And in less secular countries than Egypt, failing to toe the line can get you busted by the religious police, with a month in jail... or worse.

But back to the Sinai. At a beach on the Red Sea in Egypt, I could see the mountains of Saudi Arabia, just a few miles away. Down the way were the lights of Aqaba, Jordan, right across from Eilat, Israel.
These countries all coexist peacefully, but not because they are at the heart of holy ground and three great religions: Christianity, Islam and Judaism. It’s because tearing each other limb-from-limb these days would mean nuclear annihilation from Israel’s atomic weapons.
Strange, isn’t it, that religion teaches brotherly love, yet is the fountainhead of so much hatred in the world. Perhaps Moses set the mold here at Mt. Sinai when in his own frenzy of intolerance, he threw the holy 10 Commandments at someone else’s object of worship.


 
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