Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Hispanic Heritage Month: is it Necessary?
Not until Mexican American groups threatened to boycott both the documentary and the advertisers did Burns agree to add to his film. Considering the buying power of Hispanics in this country, you know he had no other choice. Under pressure he added 24 minutes of extra footage. Now I really do not have a problem with anyone telling a story from their own perspective. His film, his prerogative , however, just don’t call it a historical documentary, because that is deception, that is half truths and not factual, and I have a problem with anyone passing off lies and half truths as historical fact.
So do we need a Hispanic Heritage Month? I really don’t know. What I do know is that many people have never heard of Cesar Chavez, especially young people, and some of those think he was a boxing champion. I know that most Americans have never heard of Juan Seguin, a Texas patriot of Mexican heritage that fought at the Alamo along with Davy Crockett and Jim Bowie, commanding a fighting force made up of Mexicans fighting for a free Texas. What I do know is that most Americans have no clue that Mexican Americans have been in this land for centuries. Hispanics, and again, Mexican Americans in particular have earned their place in America. They have made contributions in every field and will continue to do so. From the food industry, to entertainment , to law enforcement, to politics, and sports, Hispanics have made their mark. Every American, whether they are African American, Asian, Irish, Italian, Native American or Hispanic, should be able to wake up every day ready to face the day with confidence, knowing that they are a viable, contributing part of this country. We should settle for nothing less.
Sunday, September 23, 2007
The Woman Who Fears the LORD
10 An excellent wife who can find?
She is far more precious than jewels.
11 The heart of her husband trusts in her,
and he will have no lack of gain.
12 She does him good, and not harm,
all the days of her life.
13 She seeks wool and flax,
and works with willing hands.
14 She is like the ships of the merchant;
she brings her food from afar.
15 She rises while it is yet night
and provides food for her household
and portions for her maidens.
16 She considers a field and buys it;
with the fruit of her hands she plants a vineyard.
17 She dresses herself with strength
and makes her arms strong.
18 She perceives that her merchandise is profitable.
Her lamp does not go out at night.
19 She puts her hands to the distaff,
and her hands hold the spindle.
20 She opens her hand to the poor
and reaches out her hands to the needy.
21 She is not afraid of snow for her household,
for all her household are clothed in scarlet.
22 She makes bed coverings for herself;
her clothing is fine linen and purple.
23 Her husband is known in the gates
when he sits among the elders of the land.
24 She makes linen garments and sells them;
she delivers sashes to the merchant.
25 Strength and dignity are her clothing,
and she laughs at the time to come.
26 She opens her mouth with wisdom,
and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue.
27 She looks well to the ways of her household
and does not eat the bread of idleness.
28 Her children rise up and call her blessed;
her husband also, and he praises her:
29 "Many women have done excellently,
but you surpass them all."
30 Charm is deceitful, and beauty is vain,
but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.
31 Give her of the fruit of her hands,
and let her works praise her in the gates.
Thursday, September 20, 2007
Why you should never question a drunk
a half-gallon of 2% milk,
a carton of eggs,
a quart of orange juice,
a head of romaine lettuce,
a 2 lb. can of coffee and
a 1 lb. package of bacon.
As she was unloading her items on the conveyor belt to check out, a drunk standing behind her watched as she placed the items in front of the cashier. While the cashier was ringing up her purchases, the drunk calmly stated, “You must be single.”
The woman was a bit startled by this proclamation, but she was intrigued by the derelicts intuition, since she was indeed single. She looked at her six items on the belt and saw nothing particularly unusual about her selections that could have tipped off the drunk to her marital status. Curiosity getting the better of her, she said “Well, you know what, you’re absolutely correct. But how on earth did you know that?”
The drunk replied, “Cause you’re ugly.”
Frequent Flier Miles
Wednesday, September 19, 2007
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Frankee Blue
They Can't be Serious!
Editorial: Double tragedy / Not being a hero is not criminal conduct
If a woman who cannot swim leaps into a rain-swollen creek and saves the life of a friend's toddler, she is a hero. If instead she yells for help to the child's father, she's a typical mortal.
What she's not is a criminal. Falling short of heroism is no crime. Making it one, as occurred recently in Blair County, sets a dangerous precedent.
The Blair County district attorney prosecuted a nonswimmer, Susan Newkirk, for endangering the welfare of a child after she summoned a 2-year-old's father to rescue him rather than leaping herself into South Poplar Run after Hurricane Ivan turned it into a torrent in September 2004.
A jury convicted Ms. Newkirk in July and a judge sentenced her to jail this month for a year and a half.
Blair District Attorney Dave Gorman said Ms. Newkirk had a duty to try to save the child and insisted it was irrelevant that she couldn't swim because two other people, including a nonswimmer, attempted a rescue. Apparently it is irrelevant to Mr. Gorman that they failed. The child died.
Apparently it is also irrelevant that American Red Cross life guarding instructors warn the strong swimmers who are their students never to leap in unprepared. There is no point in two people dying, these instructors caution. Still, tragically, people perish that way every year.
The boy's father, Thomas E. Reffner, was not paying Ms. Newkirk to watch his child and hadn't asked her to supervise him. Still, when the boy first got close to the creek, she took him back to his father. Later, she returned to the creek; the youngster toddled after her and fell in.
It's a stretch to argue that a nonswimmer has a moral obligation to risk her life to rescue another person. It's dangerous to take that a step further and hold her to the higher standard of criminal responsibility.
Where does it stop? Could passersby be sent to jail for not running into flaming buildings or not pulling a driver from a burning car? We agree with David Herring, a professor of child welfare law at the University of Pittsburgh, that this is an "aggressive prosecution."
Ms. Newkirk is in jail while her public defender is appealing the conviction. Not just for her, but for everyone's sake, let's hope she wins.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
Re: Margie's BIMS
Cesar Chavez 1927-1993
By Randy De La OAfter my own father, there are few men in this world, that I have personally met, that I truly look up to as heroic. Cesar Chavez was such a man. I remember listening to the evening news during the 1960's and listening to the struggles of Chavez and the United Farm Workers. I remember wondering what could drive a man to hurt himself, damage his body for a cause, as he did during his long fast, in his attempt to bring the struggles of the farm workers into the American consciousness. To this day it is still hard to fathom. Even as a young teen, I was aware that Cesar Chavez was someone special, someone deserving of our respect. Whether or not you agreed with his views, whether you are liberal of conservative, you would be hard pressed not to respect his dedication to his own beliefs. He never left the struggle. He remained living in the same small home with his wife, that he had lived in for years. He never commercialized his life, he never sold out to those that believed in him. It is important to me that Chavez is recognized as an American first and foremost, and this was how he presented the farm workers, as Americans deserving of better, deserving of respect.
My son Andrew and I were fortunate enough to meet this great man in 1992, about a year before his death in April of 1993. My friend Tim Rodriguez was the manager of Valdez bookstore in Uptown Whittier and gave me a heads up on Chavez' book signing, knowing how I felt about Chavez. It remains a moment in my life that I will never forget. Andrew and I had a chance to have a personal conversation with him, as he told us about the problems facing the farm workers. He was such a humble man, it belied his accomplishments, and he was surprised at the importance that Andrew and I put in meeting him and shaking his hand. He gave me a UFW flag that he personally signed for me, as well as a video that showed the results of harmful pesticides in vegetables grown in central California.
"I come here today to honor you for the long and patient commitment you have made to this struggle for justice. And, I come here to say that we will fight together to achieve for you the aspirations of every American: decent wages, decent housing, decent schooling, a chance for yourselves and your children. You stand for justice and I am proud to stand with you. Viva la causa!"-- Robert F. Kennedy, 1968


Friday, September 14, 2007
Don't Be Fooled!
THIS IS A NONPARTISAN JOKE THAT CAN BE ENJOYED BY BOTH PARTIES! NOT ONLY THAT? IT IS POLITICALLY CORRECT!!
While walking down the street one day a US senator is tragically hit by a truck and dies.
His soul arrives in heaven and is met by St. Peter at the entrance.
"Welcome to heaven," says St. Peter. "Before you settle in, it seems there is a problem. We seldom see a high official around these parts, you see, so we're not sure what to do with you."
"No problem, just let me in," says the man.
"Well, I'd like to, but I have orders from higher up. What we'll do is have you spend one day in hell and one in heaven. Then you can choose where to spend eternity."
"Really, I've made up my mind. I want to be in heaven," says the senator.
"I'm sorry, but we have our rules."
And with that, St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell. The doors open and he finds himself in the middle of a green golf course. In the distance is a clubhouse and standing in front of it are all his friends and other politicians who had worked with him.
Everyone is very happy and in evening dress. They run to greet him, shake his hand, and reminisce about the good times they had while getting rich at the expense of the people.
They play a friendly game of golf and then dine on lobster, caviar and champagne.
Also present is the devil, who really is a very friendly guy who has a good time dancing and telling jokes. They are having such a good time that before he realizes it, it is time to go.
Everyone gives him a hearty farewell and waves while the elevator rises...
The elevator goes up, up, up and the door reopens on heaven where St. Peter
is waiting for him. "Now it's time to visit heaven."
So, 24 hours pass with the senator joining a group of contented souls moving from cloud to cloud, playing the harp and singing. They have a good time and, before he realizes it, the 24 hours have gone by and St. Peter returns.
"Well, then, you've spent a day in hell and another in heaven. Now choose your eternity."
The senator reflects for a minute, then he answers: "Well, I would never have said it before, I mean heaven has been delightful, but I think I would be better off in hell."
So St. Peter escorts him to the elevator and he goes down, down, down to hell.
Now the doors of the elevator open and he's in the middle of a barren land covered with waste and garbage.
He sees all his friends, dressed in rags, picking up the trash and putting it in black bags as more trash falls from above.
The devil comes over to him and puts his arm around his shoulder. "I don't understand," stammers the senator. "Yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and clubhouse, and we ate lobster and caviar, drank champagne, and danced and had a great time. Now there's just a wasteland full of garbage and my friends look miserable. What happened?"
The devil looks at him, smiles and says, "The devil looks at him, smiles and says, "Yesterday we were campaigning...... Today you voted."
Thursday, September 13, 2007
Ensalada de Nopalitos (Cactus Salad)
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Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Monday, September 10, 2007
An Amazing Must See Video
Sunday, September 09, 2007
Friday, September 07, 2007
MARGIES BIMS
IN RECENT YEARS, THE SPREAD OF PERSONAL DIGITAL MUSIC PLAYERS HAS RESULTED IN CONCERNS ABOUT HEARING LOSS. THE DESIGN OF THE MUSIC PLAYERS AND THEIR EARPHONES HAS BEEN THE TARGET OF COMPLAINTS AND LAWSUITS.
LONG-TERM EXPOSURE TO MUSIC AT A HIGH VOLUME HAS BEEN SHOWN TO CAUSE SERIOUS HEARING IMPAIRMENT. IN A SENSE, TOO MUCH HEARING CAN RESULT IN AN INABILITY TO HEAR.
WE LIVE IN A WORLD FILLED WITH NOISE-- NOISES DESIGNED TO SELL, PLEAD, SEDUCE, AND DECEIVE. IN THE MIDST OF THIS CACOPHONY OF SOUND, IT'S EASY TO MISS THE ONE VOICE THAT MATTERS MOST.
ELIJAH HAD LISTENED TO JEZEBEL'S THREATS AND THE VOICE OF HIS OWN FEAR, SO HE FLED TO A CAVE TO HIDE. IN THE CAVE HE WAS CONFRONTED WITH THE OVERWHELMING NOISE OF WIND, AN EARTHQUAKE, AND FIRE (1 KINGS 19:11-12).
THEN THE CAVE GREW SILENT AND THE VOICE OF THE LORD--THE ONLY SOUND THAT MATTERED--BROKE THROUGH AS
"A STILL SMALL VOICE" (VERSE 12)
IF WE ARE TO HEAR GOD SPEAKING TO OUR HEARTS THROUGH HIS WORD, WE NEED TO PULL AWAY FROM THE NOISE OF THE CROWD. ONLY WHEN WE LEARN TO BE QUIET CAN WE REALLY UNDERSTAND WHAT IT MEANS TO COMMUNE WITH THE GOD WHO CARES FOR US.
IN OUR "QUIET TIME" TODAY, LET'S MAKE AN EFFORT TO LISTEN FOR THE VOICE OF GOD.
SPEAK, LORD, IN THE STILLNESS
WHLE I WAIT ON THEE;
HUSHED MY HEART TO LISTEN
IN EXPECTANCY.
TO HEAR GOD'S VOICE, TURN DOWN THE WORLD'S VOLUME. LET'S LISTEN TO GOD'S VOICE. HOPE TO SEE YOU NEXT TIME.
HAVE A HAPPY,BLESSED DAY********
BIBLICAL INFORMATION MINISTRIES-BIMS
Tuesday, September 04, 2007
MARGIES BIMS
PEOPLE AROUND THE WORLD REACTED WITH SHOCK IN SEPTEMBER 2006 WHEN NEWS BROKE THAT STEVE IRWIN, THE "CROCODILE HUNTER," HAD DIED. HIS ENTHUSIASM FOR LIFE AND FOR GOD'S CREATURES WAS CONTAGIOUS, MAKING HIM A FAVORITE PERSONALITY WORLDWIDE.
WHEN HIS WIFE TERRI WAS INTERVIEWED SHORTLY AFTER STEVE'S DEATH, HER LOVE FOR HM WAS OBVIOUS AS SHE SAID THROUGH HER TEARS, "I'VE LOST MY PRINCE." WHAT AN EFFECTIONATE WAY TO MEMORIALIZE HER HUSBAND! SHE SAW HIM AS HER PRINCE AND HER BEST FRIEND.
THE HUSBAND-WIFE RELATIONSHIP IS OFTEN VIEWED TODAY AS ANYTHING BUT THE TENDER ONE TERRI AND STEVE MUST HAVE SHARED. WE SEE BITTERNESS, INSULTS AND ANIMOSITY PRESENTED IN THE MEDIA AS THE NORM. HOW MUCH MORE DESIRABLE IT IS TO SEE TRUE LOVE-TO SEE A HUSBAND UNASHAMEDLY CHERISH HIS WIFE, TO UNSELFISHLY BE HER "PRINCE."
HOW CAN A HUSBAND CONTINUE TO LOVE HIS WIFE IN A MORE PRINCELY WAY? TRY THESE SUGGESTIONS: LISTEN-ENJOY THOSE TENDER TIMES WHEN SHE CAN UNBURDEN HER HEART WTHOUT FEAR. LOVE LIFE-FIND WAYS TO ADD FUN TO YOUR MARRIAGE. LEAD SPIRTUALLY-GUIDE THE WAY INTO PRAYER AND INTIMATE FELLOWSHIP WITH THE LORD.
COLOSSIANS 3:18-19 SAYS, "WIVES, SUBMIT TO YOUR OWN HUSBANDS, AS IS FITTING IN THE LORD. HUSBANDS, LOVE YOUR WIVES AND DO NOT BE BITTER TOWARD THEM." NOTICE THE WARNING AGAINST BITTERNESS AND DESTRUCTIIVE FORCE IN RELATIONSHIPS. MEN BE A PRINCE TO YOUR PRINCESS.
HONOR YOUR WIFE AND IN LOVE WITH HER DWELL,
YIELD TO THE SAVIOR AND ALL WILL BE WELL;
PEACE HE WILL GIVE TO BOTH HUSBAND AND WIFE,
BLESSING THEIR MARRIAGE WITH JOY THROUGHOUT LIFE.
MARRIAGE THRIVES IN A CLIMATE OF LOVE AND RESPECT. LET'S RESPECT OUR LOVE AND BE WITH GOD. HOPE I SEE YOU NEXT TIME.
HAVE A HAPPY,BLESSED DAY**********
BIBLICAL INFORMATION MINISTRIES-BIMS
Monday, September 03, 2007
Life: Explained
A boat docked in a tiny Mexican village. An American tourist complimented the Mexican fisherman on the quality of his fish and asked how long it took him to catch them.
"Not very long," answered the Mexican.
"But then, why didn't you stay out longer and catch more?" asked the American.
The Mexican explained that his small catch was sufficient to meet his needs and those of his family.
The American asked, "But what do you do with the rest of your time?"
"I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, and take a siesta with my wife. In the evenings, I go into the village to see my friends, have a few drinks, play the guitar, and sing a few songs. I have a full life."
The American interrupted, "I have an MBA from Harvard and I can help you! You should start by fishing longer every day. You can then sell the extra fish you catch. With the extra revenue, you can buy a bigger boat."
"And after that?" asked the Mexican.
"With the extra money the larger boat will bring, you can buy a second one and a third one and so on until you have an entire fleet of trawlers. Instead of selling your fish to a middle man, you can then negotiate directly with the processing plants and maybe even open your own plant. You can then leave this little village and move to Mexico City, Los Angeles, or even New York City! From there you can direct your huge new enterprise."
"How long would that take?" asked the Mexican.
"Twenty, perhaps twenty-five years," replied the American.
"And after that?"
"Afterwards? Well my friend, that's when it gets really interesting," answered the American, laughing. "When your business gets really big, you can start buying and selling stocks and make millions!"
"Millions? Really? And after that?" asked the Mexican.
"After that you'll be able to retire, live in a tiny village near the coast, sleep late, play with your children, catch a few fish, take a siesta with your wife and spend your evenings drinking and enjoying your friends."
And the moral of this story is: ......... Know where you're going in life... you may already be there.







