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Imagine that you have a beautiful garden. It's been in your family for hundreds of years and it is beautiful because of the hard work put in by the generations that came before you. Many times in the past it has been necessary to defend your garden and you have many times tried to help others not as fortunate as you and helped them try to make their garden as beautiful as yours.
Immediately after one particularly tough struggle against somebody that wasn't posing any real threat to your garden, you notice that somebody has put some excrement on your garden. The people in charge tell you that it will help to enrich your garden and you smile & say 'thanks'.
The people in charge, think 'hmm..... well that was easy, he certainly fell for that one' and they continue for years to put more & more onto your garden.
Then the people in charge start putting all kinds of rubbish into your once beautiful garden. You don't really like this, but you do nothing. The people in charge have public relations men. The PR people continually tell you that your garden is being enriched and now this rubbish is adding much needed character to your garden.
You moan to your wife about this but you basically do nothing and let it continue.
The people in charge realize that whatever they do to your garden, you aren't willing or capable of doing anything to stop them. If you complain, they just shout out about how enriched and full of character your garden now is.
The people in charge now start to get even more adventurous. They have become so accustomed to your apathy, they know that they can do whatever they want to your garden. They start to put toxic waste into your now dilapidated garden and they get more PR people to tell you that your garden is wonderfully enriched, full of character and besides, there isn't anywhere else to put this toxic waste.
'It will kill my garden' you say. But the PR men drown you out and keep shouting out how wonderful your garden now is and how you must learn to live with the toxic waste..... because there is a lot more to come.
You think to yourself .......' 'who are these 'people in charge' and what has happened to my beautiful garden?''
Immediately after one particularly tough struggle against somebody that wasn't posing any real threat to your garden, you notice that somebody has put some excrement on your garden. The people in charge tell you that it will help to enrich your garden and you smile & say 'thanks'.
The people in charge, think 'hmm..... well that was easy, he certainly fell for that one' and they continue for years to put more & more onto your garden.
Then the people in charge start putting all kinds of rubbish into your once beautiful garden. You don't really like this, but you do nothing. The people in charge have public relations men. The PR people continually tell you that your garden is being enriched and now this rubbish is adding much needed character to your garden.
You moan to your wife about this but you basically do nothing and let it continue.
The people in charge realize that whatever they do to your garden, you aren't willing or capable of doing anything to stop them. If you complain, they just shout out about how enriched and full of character your garden now is.
The people in charge now start to get even more adventurous. They have become so accustomed to your apathy, they know that they can do whatever they want to your garden. They start to put toxic waste into your now dilapidated garden and they get more PR people to tell you that your garden is wonderfully enriched, full of character and besides, there isn't anywhere else to put this toxic waste.
'It will kill my garden' you say. But the PR men drown you out and keep shouting out how wonderful your garden now is and how you must learn to live with the toxic waste..... because there is a lot more to come.
You think to yourself .......' 'who are these 'people in charge' and what has happened to my beautiful garden?''
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should have built a fence mate
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I have read on here before that you need to get some Lion or Tiger **** and the local cats will think there is a bigger cat so they will stay away.
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Razor wire all the rage I hear
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Some people like their gardens as God intended. Some people like 'em like Capability Brown decided to make 'em
Some like flowers. Some grow food. I would be wary with the excrement, though. Keep it away from the food, and the fun-park. That is where God got his design wrong.  |
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I am full of hope brothers and sisters.
In my recent tour of Birmingham I came upon a blessed place, where Allah would be mighty pleased. In clothes shops I spied many of our faith. There were many of womanfolk correctly dressed though sadly quite a few were quite shamefully fully uncovered of face. Whilst standing in a queue I decided to count how many women followers of our religion were descending the escalator. I am proud to say the Prophet would be delighted. It was 11 of our women to 7 of the unbelievers. We are lucky to be so blessed. Think on. When our brothers and sisters are given passports by the wonderful Herr Merkel, we will be making further steps to hegemony, not only in this country, but also in Europe. That nasty reformist Gaddafi was at least right about one thing!! Provided you keep your woman with child, as is proper, then we will achieve our glorious kingdom. |