The Christian Vanguard

Are the differences between Democrats and Republicans substantial and important enough to keep the two from getting married? Yes, because of Same-Sex marriage and Abortion.

So there’s this girl. I’ve never met her, I just know her on Facebook. Apparently, according to her terminology, I have an “internet crush” on her. I don’t know what this means exactly. It’s not in Urban Dictionary. I guess it just means I am infatuated with some girl I know over the internet whom I’ve never actually met. It’s pretty straightforward I think. And it’s true. I think she’s cute. If she were here or if I were there, I wouldn’t mind taking her out. But so far as it goes, it is just that, an internet crush, as opposed to a legitimate crush. But is that sufficient? Is it sufficient enough for something to merely give the illusion of reality for it be sufficient enough for my experiencing it?

I would like to be a superhero. It would be really cool if I had superpowers. Reading people’s mind like Dr. Xavier would be nice, or maybe flying like Superman, so I could see the world instead of paying hundreds of dollars for a plane ticket. But like Spider-Man, we should know that with great power comes great responsibility, and we can abuse that power. In a way, we already do have these powers, and it is in our mind. I like to clock out of the world and stare off into space, imagine I’m saving orphans from burning buildings, or when I’m not in a good mood, setting fire to people’s property with my laser beam eyes. Most of the time, I’m the good guy. Sometimes, I’m the villain. Is there anything unethical about this?

I had a discussion with a Libertarian recently. Though he was personally against abortion, he believed, as Libertarianism dictates, government should not force his particular moral beliefs upon others. So long as a choice is to be made, that choice should not be influenced by that government. I replied by stating that life has precedence over liberty. He quoted Patrick Henry. We all know the quotation, “Give me liberty or give me death!” This is to contradict me. According to the statement, liberty is more valuable than life, but it doesn’t mean that at all.

  I watched a very strange movie the other day. A Midnight in Paris, written and directed by Woody Allen. I didn’t like it because it was sophisticated. I don’t mean sophisticated in the common use of the word, where it is to distinguish someone with honor. I employ it with the intent to summon the memory of the Greek Sophists, who impressed people with their words and rhetoric, but lacked real substance and rigorous argumentation. We do not look kindly upon them, and that is more or less what Woody Allen is doing here in this move. 

When it comes to picking winners, I never win. In the 2008 Presidential election, I voted for McCain-Palin. Obama won. In 2012, I voted Romney-Ryan. Obama won again, though by a smaller margin than his first election, which has never happened in the history of American Presidential elections, which indicates to me that he is nothing but hype. Even in the primaries, I wanted Rick Santorum over Romney, and before she dropped out, Michelle Bachman over Santorum. I did not vote for Scott Brown, I was shocked then terrified when Elizabeth Warren was reelected, I was almost in tears when Star Parker wasn’t elected, I was furious when Alan Lowenthal won the congressional seat, I rooted for the Lakers these last three seasons, and to top it all off, I’m a Raiders fan. I just can not pick them.  

I have this thing, where when I get mad, I demand an explanation. Sometimes, this is more important than an apology, though it probably shouldn't be. So for example, if someone calls me, with malicious intent, "Fatty", and once they have expressed sorrow, regret, and everything else, I usually ask, "Okay, but why'd you do it?" I now see that asking such a question may be futile.