I would like to suggest the following thought. Which of the condidates in your area knows for sure when life begins? Abortion, Stem Cells, and Cloning are hot button issues in some of the campaigns this year. I for one am tired of them. Each of them are distractions from the real issue at stake. So when you check the ballot box keep in mind the following question: Does you candidate have a strong opinion on when life begins? If he doesn’t then he has no business determining the course of your state or nation on those aforementioned issues. Each of them should be approached with that question forefront in their mind. When does life begin. If you don’t know then you have no business deciding law on the matter.
This article seems to paint its main subject as an exception to the “rule” that all evangelicals are conservative Republicans. Someone needs to tell the reporter that some evangelicals actually lean the other way…
I have been watching a debate raging on the net for some time. The debate is over right to privacy vs national security. A very intersting trend has begun to emerge. Those who are concerned about the loss of privacy are focusing their attention on Bush as a president. Those who are concerned about our national security are focused on defending Bush as a president. Case In Point —-> Techdirt Discussion
Which to me means that neither side gets anywhere in the discussion. The fact is that the issue has very little to do with Bush himself and a great deal to do with the National Courts, various agencies doing the actual work, and our society as a whole. Focusing on Bush, the individual, does little to move the debate in a constructive direction.
I’m curious then, what opinions do the ABA readership hold on the matter. Please restrict your responses to the actual subject and not rhetoric concerning your political party or candidate of choice. What exactly do you think the dividing line between our right to privacy and our nation’s security is?
As previously stated, I saw Nacho Libre this weekend. I went with my father to the local theater for the 7:10pm showing. This is where the story gets…well, not so good.
Dad goes to the concession stand to get a soda and I head to the theater to save some seats. I look down at my ticket, which says 16, and march over to theater sixteen. On my way I pass theater eleven which has a sign for Nacho Libre. I say to myself, “Self, there must be two theaters in this wing playing this movie.” Yeah, right? Well, I had barely finished this nice little conversation with myself before I happened to catch the name of the movie that was playing in theater sixteen.
I could have sworn that my dad had declared “Nacho Libre” when ordering the tickets but it was obvious that the clerk knew better than I how my $17.00 and my movie-going experience should be spent . The tickets we were given were for the only movie that I would never want to see, made by a man who is the male equivalent of bizarro Santa Claus:
Al Gore’s “An Inconvenient Truth”.
[sigh].