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Atlanta Georgia, and Cincinnati Ohio are 440 miles apart. George leaves Cincinnati in his Ford Model T towards Atlanta at an average of 12.5 miles per hour. Simon Leaves Atlanta in his Mazzaratti towards Cincinnati at an average of 159.5 miles per hour. Question: how long does it take before the two meet? Answer: About two years.

"You won't find same sex arrangements among animals" (Heavily paraphrased.) http://www.columbusdispatch.com/live/content/science/stories/2009/08/09/sci_samesex.ART_ART_08-09-09_G3_FREMHLP.html?sid=101

ahh, you're ready to be a TA . . .

My intentions in starting this thread really have nothing to do with the issue of homosexuality. My intent is to show that wierwille could just pull things out of his butt and convince us that he knew the "real" insider low down. Plus, it further demonstrates his genuine lack of credibility. If he couldn't even get the basic facts of biology straight, how in the world could he have known intricate spiritual truths?

Yeah, but I can see where that might escape your notice if you were hiding out in the woods so as to avoid doing chores.

My my such insight.... Whoever made THAT statement has obviously never spent much time on a farm...lol Bulls, dogs, horses will mount darned near anything that stands still long enough. :)

No problem Geo.. everybody gets an A anyway..

Simon gets pulled over for reckless driving and spends two years in jail... Oh hell, posted too late!

In the meantime, his friend George continues at a leisurely pace of 12.5 miles per hour, and arrives in Atlanta 35.2 hours later.

Good guesses all. five miles outside of Atlanta, Simon was clocked at 192 mph by the Georgia State Police. The Mazzaratti is impounded, and Simon goes to jail. Simon barely makes bail, and pays the $1500 fine. however with the impounded Mazzaratti and drivers license revoked for one year, at which time Simon may apply for a new one, subject to close supervision and safety classes, Simon cannot get out of town. Simon sells the Mazzaratti after finally paying the towing and impound fees, and purchases a four cylinder import, and sets out once again to see his friend in Cincinatti. Time expired? About two years..

Hmmmmm--- Model T's were made from 1909-1927. Maserati made its debut in 1926. thinking---thinking---

The explanation really is simple. I'll wait a few minutes..

Does it have anything to do with The Dixie Highway?

No more attempts at an explanation?

no no no. That isn't it either.. I'll give a hint.. George makes it to Atlanta..

Just because the two head for each other's town initially doesn't mean they continue on that path (or at that speed) until they reach the destinations. Also, Simon was probably forced by Obama to trade in his gas-guzzling "clunker" for a peppy electric car that had to be re-charged every 40 miles. George

No, that's not it.

I guess George and Simon must first be properly introduced?? And that takes time? sudo

Rascal, How about when fundy groups tell you: 1) if you don't accept Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior, you are lost and damned for all eternity? (That's a helluva lot more dire situation than being a greasespot by midnight, wouldn't you say?) 2) that you should not be supportive of homosexuals or homosexual rights, such as same sex marriage? (And we all know what Craigger's spewed re: homosexuals, hmmm?) 3) (often) tell you that being a political/cultural liberal is going against God's Laws or some other such claptrap? (Yes Virginia, we all have seen one form or another of this _controlling_ and _abusive_ behavior from a lot of fundies. Try reading Politicks and Tacks or other political boards if you don't believe me.) Or how about when someone decides to leave the church, give up the gospel, or (((shudders))) becomes an atheist? (OMG OMG OMG) :blink: I could show you account after account of those who walked away from God/Christianity, and they are: 1) treated like a pariah by their own families, and even kicked out (talk about being Marked and Avoided, hmmmm? And how is that approach compatible with keeping families together? WTF is up with that? ), 2) even run the risk of losing their jobs (especially at some companies that are 'run on Christian principles'. Yes Virginia, that happens also) I could name a lot of other situations like this, but my main point here is there is a helluva lot more kinds of 'cult-like' behavior and abuse being practiced by fundamentalist, and even more mainstream churches, and many people don't take notice of this. Practices (that I've mentioned here) that if practiced by TWI and other 'cults', would readily be added as evidence of why those groups are 'mind control cults'. Ie., what's sauce for the goose, is sauce for the gander.

There are other fundie groups that abuse, they are in the news all the time for starving their babies etc or forcing young women to be 'wives'. Abusers love anything thing that can back up and approve their authoritarian stance, and they can find it in the Bible, just like TWI did. All those 'be subject' and 'obey' verses becaome so handy in the wrong hands. I have a friend who once belonged to a fundy non denominational group called The Chapel, but it only had one, two hundred people. STill she had to divorce to get away, went through their version of M&A, and one of her children did not get treatment for a brain tumor until almost to late. She has had many of the same recovery issues as many of us here at GSC.

When I was at Emporia, my job for one block was to walk around in all the buildings and look for burned out light bulbs. That job was purposeful. Yessiree, I felt reeeealy useful! Good thing I had a college education or I might have accidentally put a 40-Watt where there should have been a 60-Watt. I mean, there were no directions or anything, one just had to instinctively know. I had to make sure I utilized CP #1 too. I mean, what if there were a burned out bulb in a hallway in Kenyon for more than a day? That could have been the one impediment that would rupture the entire fabric of the universe. Lord knows there weren't very many lights on at HQ. They never replaced me after I moved on to bigger things, like painting coffee cans red so they could be used for discarding cigarette butts (smoking was allowed back then). You know, it took a crew of 7 of us to paint those butt cans? So, Bolshevik, do you need any more proof of just how purposeful every, and I mean every, job was in The Way International?

ewwww

Hhmmmm, good point. ... ... kinda like when I voted for Dubya the first time, I was unaware of _his_ true nature as well. ;)

They're protecting Linder's job. Probably gives Rosie a nice warm feeling to have him around. They also have that huge "vault" full of audio and videotapes of VPW. Gotta protect it even if you don't use it.

you know Ham . . . I don't know. What job at HQ served any purpose?

Well, Garth, I believe the point she was making was that, when you joined, you were unaware of its true nature.

I found out later,he was "called out" because of his family situation,no matter what he would of done he was marked out. to be taken out. One of my best friends and I did nothing.............. I have since "corrected said situation"though after his wife had passed away. I am glad I am out my behavior sucked,it was not "Me". Of course as twi continued to "bite and devour"I suffered my share of "face meltings" Finally it was enough.....

Think about how close it is to the infamous "Hanger 18" at WPAFB. In fact, here is a little known recording of the original Vesper Chimes Hour that was recently unearthed in The Way Woods.

I'm with Rum. Let's just party over His victory. Of course, I could go for surf and turf every year. Porterhouse, ribeyes, NY strips, ribs, lobster, crab, oysters on the half shell, shwimps (not a typo)infinity choices every year.

32 years!!!! Congratulations, sweetie, to you and Mr. Garden.

Why. . . . it is almost as if they have a morbid interest in controversial questions and disputes about words. :) Could be. . . . concerning the idea of financial partnership. . . . . . . in their greed they could exploit one with false words. . . . just a thought.