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Tuesday, May 15, 2007

I must not have a heart...

(No, Mom, I didn’t do anything bad.)

From Susan Lefensky’s page via Shot in the Dark :

“Arise, then, women of this day! Arise, all women who have hearts, whether your baptism be that of water or tears! (I was baptized with water in the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. I don’t remember the Bible specifying another way!)

“Say firmly: "We will not have great questions decided by irrelevant agencies. Our husbands shall not come to us, reeking with carnage, for caresses and applause (mine will, and he’ll also smell like Iraq. This is what hot showers and soap are for!). Our sons shall not be taken from us to unlearn all that we have taught them of charity, mercy and patience (my husband still knows about charity, mercy and patience that his mom taught him. This is why he joined the Army.). We women of one country will be too tender of those of another to allow our sons to be trained to injure theirs (Yeah, well, when your home or workplace gets bombed, don’t ask my husband to protect and defend you. Furthermore, why should a police officer care what violence befalls you at home?)."

“From the bosom of the devastated earth, a voice goes up with our own. It says, "Disarm, Disarm!" (Must be hearing things. It’s saying, “Kill the infidels.”) The sword of murder is not the balance of justice (no, but an M-16 helps establish justice at times) blood does not wipe out dishonor (“What can wash away my sins, nothing but the blood of Jesus.”), nor violence indicate possession (Um, didn’t white Americans use guns to take land away from the indigenous? I don’t see you offering your home to a Native American.). As men have often forsaken the plow and the anvil at the summons of war, let women now leave all that may be left of home for a great and earnest day of counsel (I’ll bring the Kool-aide.). Let them meet first, as women, to bewail & commemorate the dead (And I’ll bring a psychiatrist for the anti-depressants. You should try them. They make you feel better. Also, isn’t this implying that men do not bewail and commemorate the dead?). Let them solemnly take counsel with each other as to the means whereby the great human family can live in peace (Josh, you know that bomb shelter you want to build me? Yeah, that’s really not a bad idea.), each bearing after his own time the sacred impress, not of Caesars but of God.

"In the name of womanhood and of humanity (what power does the name of Womanhood Ann Humanity hold? God’s name is really the only one with power.), I earnestly ask that a general congress of women without limit of nationality may be appointed (and who shall do the appointing and by what authority and how is this authority enforced?) and held at some place deemed most convenient and at the earliest period consistent with its objects, to promote the alliance of the different nationalities, the amicable settlement of international questions, the great and general interests of peace (Request denied. Besides, what’s peace without justice? And who enforces this peace and how do they enforce it?). "

Ironically enough, the above was written by the same woman who wrote the words to “The Battle Hymn of the Republic,” Julia Ward Howe, and not by Susan Lefensky. I have nothing at all against peace, and I pray for it daily. But I pray for the peace of God as the peace of man is not necessarily justice. I find the above words unfortunate considering she also penned the words, "As Christ died to make men holy, let is die to make men free." She either had a major change of heart for the worse, or doesn't really understand that often, shed blood is the only currancy that purchases peace.


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