... and make a single-sentence rant. The gruesome, god-loving thieves of hands and feet are on the rise in Mali, especially in the North, where we do what we want, as you who've enjoyed the scavenging Yorkshire Police's hunt for the Ripper in Red Riding will recognize (no point trying understand that reference if you haven't - but do give them a try!), only here it's no matter of corruption, greed and "personal interest", but the big thing, the official guidebook/code of law ruling the fates of all, irrespectible of whims, creed and zeal - and yes, we're absolutely certain that our interpretation of his divine, all-loving will is just absolutely positively incorruptible, as are those who we rely on for its translation into human conduct and its apparation.
(Just deplorable!)
Afterbirth;
First, a late Christmas gift, a reading list of recommended literature for my enemies. Most of it can be obtained freely, too, so you won't have to tie yourself to a chair with one hand as you cut the second off with a butcher's knife.
And for those who would have something more of their two minutes of hate, I recommend thorough study of my more thorough comments on the Malala Yousufzai shooting two months past. It's way better than this merely stubborn cr**p.
Happy Holidays, once again! And may the end of the continuation (as we say when the three days of Christmas is past as well as future) end in a shriveling, sacrilegious, (a)stounding New Year's Eve. But more time for that later... *<B-):::
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