My father he rides in your ships And I know he would never mean harm But to see both sides of a quarrel Is to judge without hate or love
Oh, oh, helpless and slow And you don't have anywhere to go
You take away homes from the homeless And leave them to die in the cold The gypsy who begged for your presents He will laugh in your face when you're old
Oh, oh, helpless and slow And you don't have anywhere to go
Well, one man he drinks up his whiskey Another he drinks up his wine And they'll drink till their eyes are red with hate For those of a different kind
Oh, oh, helpless and slow And you don't have anywhere to go
When the rivers run thicker than trouble I'll be there at your side in the flood It was all I could do to keep myself From taking revenge of blood
Oh, oh, helpless and slow And you don't have anywhere to go
Rocky Twyman has a radical solution for surging gasoline prices: prayer.
Twyman - a community organizer, church choir director and public relations consultant from the Washington, D.C., suburbs - staged a pray-in at a San Francisco Chevron station on Friday, asking God for cheaper gas. He did the same thing in the nation's Capitol on Wednesday, with volunteers from a soup kitchen joining in. Today he will lead members of an Oakland church in prayer.
Yes, it's come to that.
"God is the only one we can turn to at this point," said Twyman, 59. "Our leaders don't seem to be able to do anything about it. The prices keep soaring and soaring."
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I think Jesus was pretty unequivocal on this point. When asked his position on taxation, he was incredulous: Asking for a coin, he held it up to his questioners and asked, "Whose likeness is on this coin?" When they answered Caesar, he said, "Then render unto Caesar what is Caesars, and render unto the Lord [the Spirit] that which belongs to the Lord [Sprit]."
The price of gas is a mess people have gotten themselves into, and to beg for Deus ex Machina at this point is purely childish.
I mentioned I had been going through a stretch of dark depression, and found myself listening to boozers, Celts and boozy Celts singing sad sad songs... Well, I posted a video by one of the boozers (Tom Waits), and some boozy Celts (the Pogues), but here's a video by the one non-boozy Celt I've been listening to, also singing sad songs.
(probably a good thing he isn't a boozer. this is one of his cheerier songs)
render unto Caesar what is Caesars, and render unto the Lord [the Spirit] that which belongs to the Lord [Sprit]."
The price of gas is a mess people have gotten themselves into, and to beg for Deus ex Machina at this point is purely childish.
WIDGETIZE