Few men on earth are able to be angry and 'sin not', but Lee Camp seemed angry and did not seem to sin, even though he used 'F' words equivalent to infamous KJV 'brood of vipers' verbal emissions to describe Goldman-Sachs exploits. Did Mary Tyler Moore's pile of fakes decide to create an 'Anne Marie Slaughter' house or is an Anne Marie Slaughter house just trying to pass an equivalency test to make her habitation equal in lack of discernment to the widow Lynn Snyder's Amherst, Wisconsin school house of medical horrors and 'You Betcha' vain repetitions?
What Jeremy Roenick has to say now is not actually important. What is important are such things as the somewhat modest, anti-skirt attire that Lee Camp's female guest had on while being interviewed. What is important is that those NHL teams that exit the playoffs in the first round this year might decide to try to keep the feast of pesach in their homes on the evening of May 1st and then scatter themselves like scallion seeds during the feast of unleavened bread. It might take brilliant planning by coaching staffs to avoid being forced into the T-Mobile arena, which now is as disgusting as Immanuel Baptist Church in Rib Mountain, Wisconsin based on the OUTPUT of those in charge of such venues.
Those of us who continually resist standing in prescription drug lines but don't resist choosing our own healthy meal ingredients are hated by college graduates who became drug demons rather than contemporary psalmists and heterosexual 'stay at home mothers'.
It might be better if Lee Camp tries to use old-fashioned Laura Ingalls descriptive language rather than using 'Scarface' verbage, but the 'F' word is not nearly as dangerous as the horrible side effects of products like Haldol, cigarette smoke and witchcraft or the direct effects of lies, theft, adultery and divorces in families that typically have a promise-breaker and anti-Messiah figure leading their family away from love of Yehovah's perfect laws.
'Mark Call' and 'Jackson Snyder' do not seem like names to call upon in order to be saved. I do keep my eyes on something as sane as a hockey battle or a set of bowling pins right ahead instead of left behind me, in order to prevent seeing electronic entities as repulsive as the typical movie recently made in the USA or the current horrific NBC, CBS, ABC television programs that saints can and do resist with the push of a non-nuclear button located on their remote control.
It might be time for me to take a sabbatical from this site, but I cannot quench the spirit of prophesy because I desire the spirit of prophesy.
If you're homeless, go ahead and try to loiter in any 'Starbucks' no matter what 'color' you are. You might not be treated as horribly as I was by the Macomb County Sheriff's deputies for being a conscientious paying customer in a non-loiterer in Michigan hockey rinks. Start praying to the Starbucks overhead light bulbs in order to solidify your non-Amish position while in an obviously anti-Yehovah facility.
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