THE DEADLY DISEASE OF HATE

Working years in the dark recesses of society where the criminal is formed; I've had the dubious privilege of being privy to the birth and creation of criminals. Future social misfits, future social predators. Don't kid yourself, the future hard core criminal begins at a very young age. I've watched the young criminals at play, and studied them as they traveled through puberty and then went on to become adults and later become inmates. I've been able to gain a confidence and a relationship with many even though I don't agree with what their doing. We have many criminals here in Mexico and millions more on the way. A child born into a purposeless and loveless liberty will find his way into crime and destruction. Drugs will make wrong worth the risk. In most cases an absent or dysfunctional father seals the young criminal's direction ... and destiny.

Take little good looking Alex at seven.

I remember, some months ago, at the end of the work day in Pana, we were sitting on a bench in the shower room. Martha had brought in her little four-year-old daughter Juana, pointing out some sores on her legs. I was rubbing some cream on the sores she had shown me. Alex, her seven-year-old son, was standing there watching me.

In casual conversation I asked Martha where her husband worked. At that she threw up her arms and said, "That man! That beast! He's gone ... look at what he's done to me," and she showed me scars on her arms and legs. Then she said to little Alex, "He beats me doesn't he? He gets drunk and hurts me!" Alex looked over at me with a slight smile and hit me, not hard. Then his countenance seemed to change and he hit me again harder. Then, in an uncontrollable rage, he began seriously beating me. His mother started yelling at him to stop, but it did no good. I quickly grabbed his wrists and held them tightly together. Looking in his eyes, I shook him! "Look at me Alex," I said quietly. "Calm down!—Calm down!"—"Calm down." I continued holding him. In about a minute he calmed down.

Little Alex isn't the only boy hating his father, he isn't the only boy who is loaded with a deep, explosive anger. He hates the very person he will grow up to be. Alex hates men because the men that he has seen are angry, worthless drunks who beat their wives, girl friends and kids. Where and when is the next time Alex is going to unload this anger? ... and on whom?

IN GOD WE TRUST?

Remember years ago when in GOLD we trusted ... and in the founding of our nation we trusted in Almighty GOD? Now things have changed big time! Now, It's in God we trusted and in valueless paper we trust!

First we went off the gold standard in favor of paper then a little later we went off the GOD standard in favor of physiologists. Since then the consequences of our decisions are becoming apparent ... we are becoming lost in the very complexity we created. Problems are growing everywhere, while solutions continue to elude us. The new wave of paper, plastic, philosophers and physiologists can't seem to put Humpty Dumpty together again. The omelet he created is a stinking mess!

What fools we've been to put our trust in man.

Fortunately there's still some gold around! And fortunately for us there's some God around.

Not all of us have fallen for the secular's synthetic solution.

When things get bad, and things will get bad! When it hits the fan ... and it will hit the fan. The wise will uncover their gold and reveal their God.

GOOD OLD HYPOCRISY!

Rev. Al Sharpton, Rev. Jesse Jackson and Rev. Martin Luther King, the black trinity. Of these three, in my opinion, only one stands out as an honest champion of the blacks and that was the martyred Martin Luther King. King was one who was for the blacks lifting themselves from their accepted status, and seeing themselves as having as much potential as any other American. Head held high!

Jackson and Sharpton, quickly attaching themselves to King's legacy and are proving themselves cheap fakes making their fortunes off the backs of their own black people.

Two cheap political Reverends content with their stature and competing for power over their black community. Two self appointed political spokesmen for the blacks under them; which they keep chained to their color, history and status.

These two find it quite profitable keeping blacks segregated, disconnected, discontented and enslaved to their past. You will never hear Jackson or Sharpton encourage their people to leave their slavery and history behind and become the people they could be.

Quite a successful strategy!

Keeping blacks diverted from a successful track upward is the goal of these two pundits; their blacks are only to hear what they can't be and will never be. Keep them down and controllable.

Be their savior!

Isn't it interesting to put this in perspective. Look through history at different ethnic groups Like Pollock's, Italians, Irish, that have come to America to make a new life and how they made it. It was tough. Were they persecuted? Of course ... What about the Chinese. Really tortured and persecuted, yet they didn't bitch and complain, they quietly climbed above it. Group after group came over went to school and climbed above it. None of them with the “help” of Jackson or Sharpton

However ... the blacks and Hispanics continue to bitch about their persecution and treatment.

Time for certain cultures to grow up ... and solve their own problems.

I for one, am tired of the constant bitching of blacks ... It's getting old!! ... and I'm tired of being blamed for my great, great grandfather in Germany's involvement in the slavery that existed in early America.

This is so insane!

Have you ever heard anything about the Blacks in Africa that collected and sold their brothers into slavery. Blacks never speak about them. (I wonder why?) Of course not they were black. They're black selling their own, to the blacks that seems O.K. iI's the big bad whites that bought these people that are the problem.

Ahh, good old hypocrisy!