Friday, March 28, 2008

March 28, 2008

Kopp Disclosure
(John 3:19-21)

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Racism will ruin this year's race to the White House and portend the empire's end.

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I don't like racists.

I can sniff 'em out like Kopper searching for a spot to poop.

Jesus doesn't like 'em.

He lived, died, rose, reigns, and will return for the colorblind of common confession.

Because He's my Lord and Savior, I'm glad we're on the same page.

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If you invite me to speak, I'll tell you how Jesus and my parents inoculated me from that virus bred in hell.

O.K., here's a preview.

My dad played baseball and football for our military elites in the 50s. When he was stationed in some redneck region of the South - could have been North though they hide it better - I wandered off into the black section to play with some children whose dads played with my dad. Two MPs spotted me and told me that I wasn't supposed to be playing there.

I asked why.

They had no answer.

They never do.

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So I've been fighting racism ever since as a father, husband, pastor, presbyter, sponsor of youth athletic teams, and President of Rock Valley [Junior] Tackle Football.

Ask.

I'll tell.

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BHO is going to get creamed in Pennsylvania because the Keystone State's T - that's the middle of the state and upper borderlines excluding greater Philadelphia and Pittsburgh and including the turf of one of America's most renowned college football programs where playing for 'em ain't the same as... - makes Alabama look like the theater district of Rockford.

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You've got to be living in the ozone layer of reality to think MH wasn't appealing to racists in South Carolina while trying to peel off votes from JM by saying, "If somebody came to Arkansas and told us what to do with our flag, we'd tell 'em what to do with the pole" (go to "Slips" of 1/20/08).

If you think the former residents of the White House aren't injecting racial stereotypes, hatreds, and fears into their campaign's rhetoric to seduce crackers into voting for them with "slips" about the pastor disaster, being "electable" which anyone with any racial sensitivity knows is code for you know what, and not so subtle to condition the subliminal snipes about the veracity of BHO's real religion, weed ain't completely out of your system yet.

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I'm not an expert on body language, but one of 'em seems open and vulnerable, one seems forthright and fearless, and one seems ready to rip out the others' hearts.

Whenever somebody's eyes don't/won't lock with yours while she/he is talking to you,...

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A really good friend who is a black pastor, whose color doesn't matter to God or God's but does to folks who aren't in tune with Him and His, is a really good friend of BHO's pastor.

He's a little upset with me for picking on JW; and he has convinced me that he's not as good as he thinks nor as bad as I've thought.

We've agreed JW needs to apologize for the GD language; because that's the worst thing that anyone could wish/want/whatever for anybody.

Or as an old black woman, who became the first black elder of a church which didn't like my manipulation of that election and enabled my exit for bad reasons like their racism and good reasons like my stupidity and sins, counseled me, "You love 'em. Let God judge 'em."

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I preached about the resurrection of Jesus on Easter Day.

Duh.

I said, "Trying to preach about the resurrection is like me trying to follow Brian Urlacher to the beach."

I wanted to say, "Trying to preach about the resurrection is like Twiggy following Dolly Parton to the beach."

I want to thank JW for that.

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Blessings and Love!

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