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A visit, on business (The Lord’s), found me in New York, staring idly at the Statue of Liberty and making me wonder why it is that this piece of metal has not been chopped up and melted down, as it gives entirely the wrong impression of America to those who come here by ship. (If they still do; most fly in or run, walk wade or swim across the Rio Grande and the Canadian border.)
Nevertheless, let us look, as I did, at the inscription, its title and author:
The New Colossus
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"
Emma Lazarus, 1883
Well, first I see nothing wrong with
The colossus at Rhodes did a mighty good job, it said, “Look upon my works and weep.” It gives the right impression; anyone who is not an American is awed and ready to be subservient until a few generations of his family have passed and some distant son is ready to be American himself.
Look at the Great Church of Landover; who can enter its portals and not be awed? But the awe reflects only the One True God that inspired Man do accomplish this.
Such a statue, to the Citizen, speaks of the Glory of righteous wars and America’s God Given Gift of always winning.
Moving on:
Here is the clearest evidence that a woman wrote this. “Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand”
Hello Miss Lazarus! The sun sets in the West and New York is on the East Coast!
And why is it a woman? Surely a man would be better? And who is this false goddess, Mother of Exiles? Who is it that claims God’s Powers over lightning?
Jer:51:16: When he uttereth his voice, there is a multitude of waters in the heavens; and he causeth the vapours to ascend from the ends of the earth: he maketh lightnings with rain, and bringeth forth the wind out of his treasures.
This is idolatry, heathenism and blasphemy writ large! And this greets foreigners when they arrive in God’s Own Country?!!!
(As I was writing this, Nephew Zebulun came round fresh from his visit to Europistan and seeing me apoplectic with rage and indignation, inqured into the matter. I said “Words cannot express…” and he interrupted with “What you need Unky, is to use “W.T.F.” It means “Why Think Fiction!” and this summed it up, so)
WTF! Why does America need tired poor people bunched together? Apparently “Your teeming shore” indicates that there are so many of them that you can’t see the sand on the beach on Coney Island. And they are coming to claim Welfare checks at a bureau near you!
“The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.”!!!!!!11!!!
We need more refuse? We have a shortage of garbage? Well, perhaps we are not being soft enough on the parasites on welfare! WTF! Perhaps we should all pay 98% tax so these people can live the life of bankers!
“Send them to me”? WTF! Has America not got enough lollygaggers? Are we short of the idle, sick, lame and gimps? Has God deprived us of so many lazy, stupid people who can’t speak American, that we need more?
And the cretinous woman has misspelled “Tossed.”
As Nephew Zebulun was still around, he mentioned that the Statue of Liberty (or as I now call it "The Rotting Corpse of Liberal Atheism that attracts flies”) was given by the French!
The French! I might have known. The French are duplicitous, immoral, smelly, and speak stupidly – it was all done in their own interests, they wanted to snuggle up beside America like a cheap whore, give it some unspeakable disease and run off laughing with our money! And what did the French ever do for us?
So I propose this heathen, blasphemous graven image be destroyed and replaced by a 600 foot bronze casting of KJV1611 burnished with gold and set atop with the eagle and lightning sheaves, and below there shall be written:
Deuteronomy 13:6-10If thy brother, the son of thy mother, or thy son, or thy daughter, or the wife of thy bosom, or thy friend, which is as thine own soul, entice thee secretly, saying, Let us go and serve other gods, which thou hast not known, thou, nor thy fathers; Namely, of the gods of the people which are round about you, nigh unto thee, or far off from thee, from the one end of the earth even unto the other end of the earth; Thou shalt not consent unto him, nor hearken unto him; neither shall thine eye pity him, neither shalt thou spare, neither shalt thou conceal him: But thou shalt surely kill him; thine hand shall be first upon him to put him to death, and afterwards the hand of all the people. And thou shalt stone him with stones, that he die.
Inspiring words to any person fortunate enough to reach God's Country.
I’m starting a fund – please donate.
Nevertheless, let us look, as I did, at the inscription, its title and author:
The New Colossus
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"
Emma Lazarus, 1883
Well, first I see nothing wrong with
The New Colossus
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Look at the Great Church of Landover; who can enter its portals and not be awed? But the awe reflects only the One True God that inspired Man do accomplish this.
Such a statue, to the Citizen, speaks of the Glory of righteous wars and America’s God Given Gift of always winning.
Moving on:
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome;
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome;
Hello Miss Lazarus! The sun sets in the West and New York is on the East Coast!
And why is it a woman? Surely a man would be better? And who is this false goddess, Mother of Exiles? Who is it that claims God’s Powers over lightning?
Jer:51:16: When he uttereth his voice, there is a multitude of waters in the heavens; and he causeth the vapours to ascend from the ends of the earth: he maketh lightnings with rain, and bringeth forth the wind out of his treasures.
This is idolatry, heathenism and blasphemy writ large! And this greets foreigners when they arrive in God’s Own Country?!!!
"Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
WTF! Why does America need tired poor people bunched together? Apparently “Your teeming shore” indicates that there are so many of them that you can’t see the sand on the beach on Coney Island. And they are coming to claim Welfare checks at a bureau near you!
“The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.”!!!!!!11!!!
We need more refuse? We have a shortage of garbage? Well, perhaps we are not being soft enough on the parasites on welfare! WTF! Perhaps we should all pay 98% tax so these people can live the life of bankers!
“Send them to me”? WTF! Has America not got enough lollygaggers? Are we short of the idle, sick, lame and gimps? Has God deprived us of so many lazy, stupid people who can’t speak American, that we need more?
And the cretinous woman has misspelled “Tossed.”
As Nephew Zebulun was still around, he mentioned that the Statue of Liberty (or as I now call it "The Rotting Corpse of Liberal Atheism that attracts flies”) was given by the French!
The French! I might have known. The French are duplicitous, immoral, smelly, and speak stupidly – it was all done in their own interests, they wanted to snuggle up beside America like a cheap whore, give it some unspeakable disease and run off laughing with our money! And what did the French ever do for us?
So I propose this heathen, blasphemous graven image be destroyed and replaced by a 600 foot bronze casting of KJV1611 burnished with gold and set atop with the eagle and lightning sheaves, and below there shall be written:
Deuteronomy 13:6-10If thy brother, the son of thy mother, or thy son, or thy daughter, or the wife of thy bosom, or thy friend, which is as thine own soul, entice thee secretly, saying, Let us go and serve other gods, which thou hast not known, thou, nor thy fathers; Namely, of the gods of the people which are round about you, nigh unto thee, or far off from thee, from the one end of the earth even unto the other end of the earth; Thou shalt not consent unto him, nor hearken unto him; neither shall thine eye pity him, neither shalt thou spare, neither shalt thou conceal him: But thou shalt surely kill him; thine hand shall be first upon him to put him to death, and afterwards the hand of all the people. And thou shalt stone him with stones, that he die.
Inspiring words to any person fortunate enough to reach God's Country.
I’m starting a fund – please donate.
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