Anderson Cooper 360? More like AC minus 160...

I've just watched one of the top CNN men in the US, AC 360 live from the Syrian/Turkey border. A waste of satellite time from what sounded like a cub reporter on his first outing.

A.C.

He's obviously still in a swoon and swirl over that Arab Spring fiasco he was so taken with, as there was ner a mention of: (1)What and who is this so called Free Syrian Army he's so enamored with? (2) Why not a mention as to why it should be the West and not Arab troops beating a path to remove Assad? (3) And...why didn't he spend 20 secs putting ANYTHING in context?
The journalists at CNN's London desk must squirm every time CNN America tackle anything outside an in-depth analysis of Jersey Shore.

The J.S. crew.

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Once Upon A Time In The West...

Dished out as fact by most media, the Arabs and Radical Left, their continuing myths and disinformation should be given the same credence as: the Americans never landed on the moon and the earth's flat. Just take 3.45 minutes out of your very busy lives to watch and consider...

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But...I'm The Baddest Boy!

 EGYPTIAN CANDIDATE THREATENS ISRAEL WITH IRANIAN AXIS!
Israel may face a new Iranian-Egyptian threat if presidential candidate Hisham El-Bastawisi (below) winds his bid to succeed Egyptian President Hosni Mubarak, whose ouster he encouraged.

I'm much more radical than the mad Muslim Brotherhood!

Backed by the left-wing Tagammu party, El-Bastawisi said on Saturday that building good relations with Iran would be one of his highest priorities. Israel already faces a northern "axis of evil" by the alliance between Iran, Syria and Lebanon.
Muslim Brotherhood candidate Abdel Moneim Abul-Fotouh said in a televised debate that Israel is an "enemy country." The other top candidate, former foreign minister and Arab League Chief Amr Moussa, said earlier this month, "The Camp David agreements do not exist anymore".(C) Tzvi Ben Gedalyahu. 
Whether it's the nutters of Egypt's Radical Left or Islam's Death Cult Crew, spot the difference!

Winking At The Angel Of Death...

by Yehudis Green



She first met him in the ghettos. Now she had only a few minutes before he’d finally reach her...

She was dying.

As the Angel of Death brazenly sauntered closer, she had the bizarre urge to give him a high five. After all, they were buddies, of sorts.

She had met him 64 years ago in the ghettos, yet had managed to evade his outstretched, skeletal arm. She knew that this time around, they would become better acquainted. But she had a few more minutes before he would reach her. Although her eyes were closed and she appeared comatose, she had never seen so clearly in all of her 96 years.

Her senses were sharpened. Her chest rose shallowly as she inhaled the antiseptic smell of her hospital room. She heard the beep-beeps of her oxygen monitor combined with the bump-bump of the nurse's cart wheeling her way.
And touch. Hands that had deftly changed diapers, expertly cooked delicious cuisine and swiftly dusted invisible dust mites, those hands were limp.
Limp, but not alone. Joey, her 70 year-old son gently grasped her right shriveled palm, while Menachem, her 56 year-old, tenderly caressed her left arm. Her boys. Her sweet little boys.
Flashbacks. Joey, all innocence and questioning eyes, was a starving ghetto child. Child's arm outstretched for bread. Her child.  Huddles of terrified adults murmuring in Hungarian in closely knit clusters. The Angel of Death strutted freely here, grinning ridiculously like a Cheshire cat.

She heard snatches of Hungarian again, yet she was in Detroit, Michigan. Of that she was certain.
"Menachem, let's sing to Mother her favorite Hungarian songs. Let the music accompany her."
She had always loved to sing. She had yearned to join the opera as an adolescent, yet her father had expressly forbid it. Eighty years later, she was glad that her father had restrained her teen-aged impulsivity.
Her two boys. Her world. Surely no other mother had boys as wonderful as hers! They harmonized together in that hospital room, love and longing drowning each melodious line. Joey, an active member of his Young Israel shul – Menachem, beloved rabbinic scholar with ten children.
Two brothers. So dissimilar, yet accepting, of each other's differences. Their bonding was the ultimate goodbye gift. She was soaring. The rhythm of song was gently lifting her higher and higher, on invisible wings.
A third voice interrupted the larger than life serenade unfolding in the geriatric ward of Beaumont Hospital. It was Anna McKoy, the nurse who arrived from South Dakota a mere two weeks prior.

Anna's voice stumbled and cracked as she whispered, "Rabbi and Mr. Greenfield, the two of you are the first orthodox Jews I have ever met. I have been a silent witness to the love and care you have been showering upon your mother these last couple of weeks. Observing both of you now, harmonizing together with shared devotion, has deeply inspired me.
If the two of you are examples of what a Jew is, then the Jewish people truly are the chosen people..."

Greeks All Go-Go Down The Pan...

Radical Leftists Reject Coalition Government!

ATHENS: The Greek conservative leader said the country's radical leftist Syriza party has blocked any efforts to cobble together a coalition government during talks earlier Sunday with the Greek president that are seen as a last ditch effort to avoid repeat elections.

Coalition? No friggin' way Antonis...not even with us Socialists!

Speaking to reporters shortly after the meeting, New Democracy party chief Antonis Samaras said he can't understand the blanket rejection. (Dow Jones)

A Radical Leftie spoke-in-the-wheel confided to me: "We are much more interested to action our Mission Utopia." And what's that then? "Oh....like we'd all live in caves, dance naked around the camp fire and commune with any other Greeks who might actually survive our Glorious Revolution. Though a great many of the population could still starve, catch the plague or perhaps go mad with Stone Age syndrome." he mused in his Marxist way.

Memo to Antonis Samaras (photo left): Which portion is it of the Leftie Loon agenda you "can't understand"? (Photo: Copyright Control)

From King David's Time...

Archaeological find from the time of 

King David's kingdom.

Two small containers unearthed at Khirbet Qeiyafa are believed to be the first ever archaeological evidence of Judean ritual dating from the time of King David, about the 10th century B.C.

The two small containers (above photo) one of clay and one of stone, were unearthed at the site called Khirbet Qeiyafa near Beit Shemesh. Containers of this type, which look like model shrines, are known to archaeologists from other sites, but Prof Jossi Garfinkel the head of the Hebrew University says the Khirbet Qeiyafa finds are unique because they reveal motifs known from the biblical description of Solomon's Temple. Furthermore, the models resemble the description of Solomon's Temple in the biblical Book of Kings. 

The Khirbet Qeiyafa site.

The ruin is on a rocky slope overlooking the Elah Valley in Israel's western lowlands, contains remnants of a walled city dating back 3,000 years. Originally the walls rose to a height of some six meters. Along the walls, which still stand three meters tall in some places, archaeologists have discovered the remains of 99 dwellings.

Hebrew script on fragment of pottery.

Profosser Garfinkel says he thinks these models, which predate Solomon's Temple, show how depictions of a Solomonic-like shrine were present in the local architecture of the ancient East. (WJD.com) 
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Sloppy Boy, Jamie!

JP Morgan Chase CEO: "we were sloppy"!

Two days after JP Morgan Chase & Co revealed it lost billions of dollars on bad trades, CEO Jamie Dimon said the embattled bank was "sloppy" and had committed "errors in judgment. But we intend to fix it and learn from it and be a better company when it's done."

Oh what a sloppy boy, Jamie.

So...you were a bit sloppy and you're going to "learn from it"? Jamie my boy, sloppy is a word one would reach for when perhaps one was not formally attired at some important function; or perhaps a plate of watery and unappetizing food like sloppy stew was placed before one in a posh eatery. 
Regarding you and your comrade clowns, one might reach for some other words; like...oh lets see. How about, you tossers are smug, arrogant chancers, who are up to your old, repellent, unreconstructed ways? Perhaps being dropped on your heads from the top floor of your very plush building might be a tad careless and sloppy. 
You and your fellow incompetents couldn't be in charge of Nathan's hot dogs and fries at Coney Island. Just walk...before you're all pushed.
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