During the 80's, the Yuppie types would often barge ahead in grocery lines, which created a lot of anger in the stores I was familiar with. I can fully understand that anger. It is really unfair when anyone, rich or poor, jumps ahead of others in the line. I hate it when rich people throw their weight around, just because they have money. They get off scott free when they get in trouble (Hollywood stars, for example), they somehow manage to get projects through (hmmm...I wonder how? Bribery, maybe?) when others can't even make a dent, and so forth. This is totally wrong in my book. It's different, of course, if Joe Billionaire want to buy his own fancy car or private jet, since it's his money. But, to pay extra to get to the head of the line when others have been waiting longer, is wrong, wrong, wrong!!! There have been occasions when I have had just one item in my hand, and the person ahead has had a whole basket of groceries. On rare occasions, such people ask me to go ahead of them. That is totally different from paying to go to the head of the line, or just barging ahead without permission.
To those who think God owes us explanations, God does not owe us any explanations at all. But those who wind up in heaven will be able to know why things happened the way they did. For now, it is not for us to know.
I hate politics. My sister doesn't really like either one of them, but of necessity she's going with Romney, because she doesn't want another four years of Nobama, and she hates Nobamacare.
In the case of Liebe, that would most definitely be true!!
English is my native language, so that is most comfortable for me. I could communicate somewhat in Spanish if I had to, and I could greet a Russian in the Russian language. I do think that trying to learn a partner's language is important and certainly worth doing. When my dad came to the U.S. from Sweeden in 1923, there was a lot of predjudice against foreigners, so my dad dropped his sweedish accent and language as fast as possible. He self-taught himself English and other things, and he learned to speak excellent English. When I'm around people who are speaking a foreign language that I don't understand, I honestly have to say I feel a little uncomfortable because I don't know what they are saying. Imagine, for example, a tourist visiting Russia and hearing Russian police officers speaking in Russian, "Nyet!", which means "no". If you don't understand the language, you could get in a lot of trouble.
Wow! You must be one special kind of woman to care enough to help clean his place and even shop with him, instead of judging. Most women would have just walked out and said, "The heck with it." I wish I could find someone like you! But I would never get that lucky in a million years.
The artwork you painted in your profile is awesome. Such talent you have!
Well, in order to meet someone in real life, you have to get to know them very well online, on Skype, on the phone, and so one. I have not had that great fortune yet. I have talked on the phone with a couple ladies from another site, but nothing has come of that.
I visited a classmate one time, and his house had so much garbage in it that I literally could not walk from the front door to the couch without stepping on garbage that was at least one foot thick on the floor. Needless to say, that was the first, last, and only visit I ever paid to that house!
Oops. Whew! Thank you for the explanation. Frankly, my dear...I'm SO glad I didn't go to 4-year college. I never would have made it through. I failed college-prep chemistry in high school. Well, duh! I was lost the first week, and never caught up. Failed the whole semester, and came out of high school with a C average, which saved me tens of thousands of dollars not going to college. Oh, I did piddle around in a 2-year college for some years, but nothing much really came of that. At least I was smart enough to know that I had to have that high school diploma if I was ever going to amount to anything, so I stuck it out until I graduated. And here I am, my happy little self, spending most of my day on CS. What does that say about me? CS is my residence. My house is just for sleeping. Of course, the addition of an amazing CS woman could change all that.
If a tree falls in the forest, but there is no one there to hear it, no one can deny that the tree fell because it would be obvious to anyone who walked up to the tree that the tree actuall did fall. No amount of denying the truth does any good, because the proof is right there - the tree is still laying on the ground, right where it fell.
Similarly, I propose that there is no such thing as atheism. By saying there is no God, it shows that the atheist has heard of God, otherwise how would they know God's name? So, because they do know of the existence of God, atheism does not exist. No one can deny the truth of logic like that.
If I walked into my church with an 18 year old on my arm, I'm quite sure it would be interesting to see the reaction. Since I'm not a woman, I can't say how a cougar and pup would be received.
Actually, I would think that the Amish would very much appreciate the Christian moral values, though the Amish are a bit stricter than most Christians.
RE: American Priority queues: Paying to get to the front of the line
During the 80's, the Yuppie types would often barge ahead in grocery lines, which created a lot of anger in the stores I was familiar with. I can fully understand that anger. It is really unfair when anyone, rich or poor, jumps ahead of others in the line. I hate it when rich people throw their weight around, just because they have money. They get off scott free when they get in trouble (Hollywood stars, for example), they somehow manage to get projects through (hmmm...I wonder how? Bribery, maybe?) when others can't even make a dent, and so forth. This is totally wrong in my book. It's different, of course, if Joe Billionaire want to buy his own fancy car or private jet, since it's his money. But, to pay extra to get to the head of the line when others have been waiting longer, is wrong, wrong, wrong!!! There have been occasions when I have had just one item in my hand, and the person ahead has had a whole basket of groceries. On rare occasions, such people ask me to go ahead of them. That is totally different from paying to go to the head of the line, or just barging ahead without permission.