Ah, such quaint, quaint times those were.
These are just the ones I can track down. Wait till Monday, and they’ll lie about something else. What will we tell the children, Dr. Dobson? Talk about selling your souls for a mess of pottage.
And here I thought there was a commandment not to bear false witness. You would have thought placing the giant commandment rock in county administration building would have reminded us all of our Biblical moral obligations. Again, how quaint.
It’s instructive – and helpful – to learn that some large percentage of conservative political Christians consider a child licking a baby’s hair as a get out of remotely-telling-the-truth-about-anything card for their parent or presidential godfather. I have a 5-year-old. I’m sure I can scare up a baby somewhere, whose hair he can lick. It’ll be a license to lie. You guys will understand, right. Speak up.
Oh, and by the way, here’s the specific book she wanted to ban and then backed off because of heat: “Daddy’s Roommate.” Why am I not shocked?
Take a read of this whole piece, if any of you care. A profile that lays out what she does, not who she claims to be. This is what we’ll get.