Friday, November 05, 2004

Doubting God, Arafat Dies Quietly; Doubting Myself

It's not like I have alot of religious faith to begin with, but come on?

The fact that Yassir Arafat gets the Nobel Peace Prize and now is going to die quietly sedated in a Parisian Hospital and not in the P.A. where he's hasn't created hospital qualified to treat him really doesn't help me with the man upstairs.

Arafat, a toad of a man, has taught children to kill children and make their parents proud of them. He's attacked soldiers of a democratically elected government. He's paid his militants to blow up horny teenagers in Pizza Parlors. He's impoverished a people and served as the lynchpin of global anti-Semitism for 30+ years. He was involved in the Munich Olympic murders, for God's sake.

Why God would not let this man die slowly writhing under the desert sun smelling his own wounds fester after a fatal gut shot from a Israeli Uzi while his family watched and laughed and scorned is beyond me.

May God damn him to hell.

On a lighter note, it's been a while since I published my book The Pure Investor. I've been blogging for a few months. Yesterday I got my quarterly royalty check from my publisher: $14.73. I think I've given away more books than I've sold. I checked my google blog ads. So far I've made $1.33.

Is this a financially feasible activity to put my time to? My wallet says no, but The Divine Mrs. M. says I'm much less of a pain in the ass to put up with since I began blogging. Clears the brain and whatnot.

So onward I blog. But in the meantime, check out the sponsors and buy my book.

Stay You.

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