Psalm 21Why do the heathen rage, and the people imagine a vain thing?
2The kings of the earth set themselves, and the rulers take counsel together, against the LORD, and against his anointed, saying,
3Let us break their bands asunder, and cast away their cords from us.
4He that sitteth in the heavens shall laugh: the LORD shall have them in derision.
5Then shall he speak unto them in his wrath, and vex them in his sore displeasure.
6Yet have I set my king upon my holy hill of Zion.
7I will declare the decree: the LORD hath said unto me, Thou art my Son; this day have I begotten thee.
8Ask of me, and I shall give thee the heathen for thine inheritance, and the uttermost parts of the earth for thy possession.
9Thou shalt break them with a rod of iron; thou shalt dash them in pieces like a potter's vessel.
10Be wise now therefore, O ye kings: be instructed, ye judges of the earth.
11Serve the LORD with fear, and rejoice with trembling.
12Kiss the Son, lest he be angry, and ye perish from the way, when his wrath is kindled but a little. Blessed are all they that put their trust in him.
While "love your neighbor as yourself" can be dismissed as a sectarian sentiment, "Do unto others as you would have others do unto you" inculcates an inescapable, indefensible culpability in the human conscience in discerning between what is evil and criminal, and what is not:
If what is being done to another person is something that we would not have others do unto us, then it is evil and criminal, unless it is being done as the carrying forward of justice in the execution of a sentence that has been prescribed as the result of a successful and lawful prosecution of a person for the commission of a crime.
(So much for the legality of Barack Obama's or any other public official's "hit list". Call me crazy, but foreign nationals should be even more off limits to direct action by our government than U.S. Citizens, as our government has at least legal jurisdiction over the latter, and none over the former. But what do I know? Why let anachronistic nostalgia for "one nation under God" and the rule of law prevent the government/media hyperstate from "protecting" us?)
It is not legally possible for an unborn child to commit a crime. It is therefore not constitutionally possible to legally deprive an unborn child of life. Don't confuse Candidate Mitt Romney with such "purist" notions, however. He's convinced that "the law" calls it a "right".
First Amendment to the United States
Down at the county fair
All the church mice, field mice and not so nice mice
Everybody gathered there
You see the muckidy muck he was
Speakin', tellin' them where it was at
He said hear, hear there ain't nothin' to fear
Except a three eyed Siamese cat
And the crowd was stunned
See, no single mouse had ever seen one
He said don't be scared
Then he held up a great big picture
So every mouse could see
What a three eyed Siamese cat looked like
The face of the enemy
And the crowd let out such a shudder
As they lined up file and rank
Starin' at a twenty foot picture frame
Surroundin' a twenty foot blank
Just empty space
But every single mouse
Swore he saw a face
He said don't be scared
Then the muckidy much started screamin'
Yellin' till his voice gave out
He said now that you've seen what the
Cat looks like
Gonna tell you what he's all about
He said he don't eat cheese on Friday
And he goes around lickin' his paws
He's awful mean and he loves to keep clean
And believes in changin' laws
And the crowd went wild
And every mouse began to fear for his child
Now two times two is forty-five
The muckidy muck explained
And the flat side of the moon is green
And the farmer don't need no rain
And the night is light and might is right
And Supermouse is on our side
And the three eyed Siamese cat's a plague
From which nobody can hide
And the mice all cringed
The whiskers of that cat would soon be singed
Don't be scared
Then the muckidy muck started singin'
Through his great paternal grin
And the church mice, field mice
All the patriotic mice
Everybody chimed right in
They sang this land is mice land
Mice country tis of thee
Well my father took it from the beaver rat
Nobody's gonna take it from me
And the mice all cheered
The sound that they were makin' sure was weird
Dont' be scared
Then the muckidy muck said line up here
Everybody give a buck
To fight the three eyed Siamese cat takes money
And a little bit of luck
We've got a million of our best young mice
To and volunteer
To give up what they're livin' for
To make the cat disappear
Let's give 'em a hand
We don't want that cat invadin' our land
We're not scared
Then a mighty strange thing happened
Guess you could call it fate
You see, a gust of wind blew the picture frame down
And it landed on the muckidy muck's head
And the mice they all went crazy
For the first time they saw the lie
It was all a hoax on just simple folks
And the muckidy muck must die
And die he did
The members of his staff they just fled
They were scared
Just not prepared.