A must read

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In 2005 atheist Sam Harris wrote....Letter to a Christian Nation.... he was a doctoral student at Stanford. In his book which was well received by many he does all he can to debunk Christianity and religion in general. It was..until we dump all that imaginary garbage we can't move on....more or less. But this isn't about that book it's about this book...The End of Reason....by Dr. Ravi Zacharias who is the founder/president of the Ravi Zacharias Ministries. This is his rebuttal to what Sam Harris had written, yes a battle.

It's a quick read some 128 pages (not counting the notes). I read 85 in my first setting. Very thought out and entertaining. Zacharias makes it very hard to be an atheist, he totally takes Harris to school.

If you're into this topic this is the book you need.

http://books.google.com/books/about/The_End_of_Reason.html?id=KAPOV03nke0C

13 dollar book, cost me a quarter:hat

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"Last Rampage" by James Clarke and concerns Gary Tison, father of 3 sons (they assist) who escapes from the Arizona State Penitentiary at Florence, Arizona in the late '70's. What starts out as a daring daylight escape in the Old West tradition marches steadily to waste & slaughter as the Tison gang, in association with Randy Greenawalt a lethal psychopath rampage up and down the state in maniacal flight that costs the lives of babies, newlyweds and finally his eldest son. Donny as an Arizona DPS roadblock ends it.

"Dad."........."Run it! Goddamn it, run it!" - Tison to the driver of the get-a-way vehicle, Donny.

This reads like a novel and Clarke does good. Real good.

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"Last Rampage" by James Clarke and concerns Gary Tison, father of 3 sons (they assist) who escapes from the Arizona State Penitentiary at Florence, Arizona in the late '70's. What starts out as a daring daylight escape in the Old West tradition marches steadily to waste & slaughter as the Tison gang, in association with Randy Greenawalt a lethal psychopath rampage up and down the state in maniacal flight that costs the lives of babies, newlyweds and finally his eldest son. Donny as an Arizona DPS roadblock ends it.

"Dad."........."Run it! Goddamn it, run it!" - Tison to the driver of the get-a-way vehicle, Donny.

This reads like a novel and Clarke does good. Real good.

Yes, but a dime a dozen. I'm not knocking it I'm a big fan of escapsiam literature myself. Big Lee Child, Patterson, Burke, Koontz, Leonard fan. But none of that stuff is....a must read.

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Not a book, but, a blaze from our history. I was in a Saver's Friday night and found an issue of Time Magazine dated December 6, 1963. An excerpt reads:::

Cardinal Cushing, presiding once more, seemed almost to hurry through the rote and ritual. Near the end, he blurted the words "this wonderful man, Jack Kennedy," into the midst of a stream of ancient Catholic prayers. A 21-gun salute boomed in the distance. Up the hill, three musket volleys cracked. A bugler began to play a perfect taps, then faltered twice.

The pallbearers, their white-gloved hands moving in careful precision folded to a tight triangle the flag that had covered Kennedy's coffin for two days. Jackie took it and hugging to to her breast, took a taper and lighted a blue flame at the foot of the grave--an "eternal light." Bobby and Teddy Kennedy touched taper to flame too, then they turned to go, and the funeral of John Kennedy was over.

The long line of limousines cruised down the hill to Washington and, as evening came, the crowd drifted away, the television crews dismantled their equipment, the drums stopped pounding. That night, while the flame flickered in the dark over heaps of wreaths and flowers and a litter of film wrappings, crumpled bags, and rolls of TV cable, Jackie Kennedy returned to the grave with Bobby. She put a small bouquet of lilies on the grave, prayed, wept, and went away.

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Not a book, but, a blaze from our history. I was in a Saver's Friday night and found an issue of Time Magazine dated December 6, 1963. An excerpt reads:::

Cardinal Cushing, presiding once more, seemed almost to hurry through the rote and ritual. Near the end, he blurted the words "this wonderful man, Jack Kennedy," into the midst of a stream of ancient Catholic prayers. A 21-gun salute boomed in the distance. Up the hill, three musket volleys cracked. A bugler began to play a perfect taps, then faltered twice.

The pallbearers, their white-gloved hands moving in careful precision folded to a tight triangle the flag that had covered Kennedy's coffin for two days. Jackie took it and hugging to to her breast, took a taper and lighted a blue flame at the foot of the grave--an "eternal light." Bobby and Teddy Kennedy touched taper to flame too, then they turned to go, and the funeral of John Kennedy was over.

The long line of limousines cruised down the hill to Washington and, as evening came, the crowd drifted away, the television crews dismantled their equipment, the drums stopped pounding. That night, while the flame flickered in the dark over heaps of wreaths and flowers and a litter of film wrappings, crumpled bags, and rolls of TV cable, Jackie Kennedy returned to the grave with Bobby. She put a small bouquet of lilies on the grave, prayed, wept, and went away.

I was in junior high in 63. That really was a low point for the country sure made Texas look bad, especially when Jack Ruby entered the picture.

1963

xCipKmyngLY

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Just finished the book.

How anyone could prefer a life with no purpose, no hope or faith in anything really is astounding. Why would anyone do that, it makes no sense.

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I was in junior high in 63. That really was a low point for the country sure made Texas look bad, especially when Jack Ruby entered the picture.

1963

Yes, we've kinda been drifting in the winds since.

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Yes, we've kinda been drifting in the winds since.

I get it.

Amazing times the 60's. totally unique.