This psychedelic cartoon was produced by the U.S. Government with taxpayer dollars in 1976 to mark two hundred years of independence. It is both patriotic and trippy at the same time, and tells you a great deal about the aesthetics of the 1970’s.

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I’m a bit disappointed that the other dog didn’t start singing.

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Pure, concentrated, awesomeness.

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After Stride Gum went bankrupt, Matt Harding had to pay for all his own travel.

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Against the heartlessness of the Christian religion every grand and tender soul should enter solemn protest. The God of Hell should be held in loathing, contempt and scorn. A God who threatens eternal pain should be hated, not loved — cursed, not worshiped. A heaven presided over by such a God must be below the lowest hell. I want no part in any heaven in which the saved, the ransomed and redeemed will drown with shouts of joy the cries and sobs of hell — in which happiness will forget misery, where the tears of the lost only increase laughter and double bliss.

Robert Green Ingersoll - “The Great Infidels” (1881)

J-Walk finds a thread on the Rapture Ready board called Anyone else find themselves saying “goodbye”??? where members sound like they are one comet away from checking out.

I have become increasingly listless and antsy, as though I am at a railroad station waiting for a train that is running way late. I need to continue to refocus on the here and now, which includes my evangelism. While so many non-believers are noticing the turmoil in this world right now–first and foremost the natural disasters–for the most part the have put their hands over their ears and are yelling “la, la, la” as to make sure they don’t hear anything. They can see, but the are too quick to attempt to rationalize. We have to keep on keeping on with our individual ministries, even when we are tired and despirited. We are all so ready to go home!

Same here. The desire’s that I used to have in this world are dropping off and the only person who I have my eyes set on is Jesus. The closer I get with Him, each day, the more I sense He is preparing me to leave this world and to be going home with Him. This has been going on for over a year now, but the decrease of my desires and cutting away anything of the world has really picked up speed in the last 6 months.

You’ve all expressed how I’m feeling. I am soooo ready to go home. I’ve been saying my “goodbyes”. I’ve been so focused on the rapture that I’ve even prayed and asked Jesus if it’s beneficial for me! I thought that maybe I should try to refocus and rethink my perspective. I haven’t received any indication that I should do anything differently. My heart’s desire is to get closer to Jesus, and I know that it is Him working in me! I believe that that is the answer to my prayer.

I think it is just a very small percentage of us beleivers that senses this feeling of His coming soon. I know I can’t even convince my family (all saved BTW, Praise God) that things are as close as I believe them to be.

My wife is worried about firewood for this winter and heating propane and I’m like “Yeah, whatever”.

we live in VA and I just went to Indiana and then to Denver and both times it seemed like I would not be back (hoing but sad that my son and his wife may not be saved) I don’t think they are but only God knows for sure

You know, I could not have said it better myself. It is exactly how I feel. I sometimes feel guilty about wishing every second for the Lord to come for us. It is not that I am unhappy - quite the contrary. God has blessed me with so much. I just feel like I need to be with Him. It is like I can’t stand being away from Him a second longer. I want to go Home.

It sure won’t matter to us what the gas prices will be next year!!

Christopher Hitchens takes up a challenge to submit to a waterboarding demonstration and lasts about 15 seconds before deciding that it is indeed torture.

You may have read by now the official lie about this treatment, which is that it “simulates” the feeling of drowning. This is not the case. You feel that you are drowning because you are drowning—or, rather, being drowned, albeit slowly and under controlled conditions and at the mercy (or otherwise) of those who are applying the pressure. The “board” is the instrument, not the method. You are not being boarded. You are being watered. This was very rapidly brought home to me when, on top of the hood, which still admitted a few flashes of random and worrying strobe light to my vision, three layers of enveloping towel were added. In this pregnant darkness, head downward, I waited for a while until I abruptly felt a slow cascade of water going up my nose. Determined to resist if only for the honor of my navy ancestors who had so often been in peril on the sea, I held my breath for a while and then had to exhale and—as you might expect—inhale in turn. The inhalation brought the damp cloths tight against my nostrils, as if a huge, wet paw had been suddenly and annihilatingly clamped over my face.

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