Shooshig leaves for camp for the weekend and the logs get interesting comments... of course, while I'm gone. I didn't even have the patience to read all of them, and would like to comment on some stuff. First of all, I want to say that there reallyyyy IS a lot of barab stuff happening in America these days. People thousands of miles away are dealing with REAL LIFE problems, like... for example they live in Baghdad and they are 2 unmarried women, and don't have means of going to the market because they must be accompanied by a male. Here we are in our comfy homes that we try to pay for, for the rest of our lives, and we see a boob on tv and all havoc breaks loose. Excuse me? Do we stop and look at what our kids do when we're not there? I GUARANTEE you that their playstation games (with which most kids spend more time with than they do with their parents) are more harmful to them than a .8723 second view of Janet Jackson's boob. What about those 13 year olds who go home from high school and have orgies...and parents have NO idea because there is no supervision. Oh, don't forget about kids using the internet at the early ages of 10, and having UNLIMITED access to watch what's on the net, cause their parents don't know how to set up child proof programs. Amerigatsis... please, get a life!
Another... SOOOOOO what if Rosie O'Donnel marries her girlfriend. I'm sorry, but does this impact my life in ANY which way? Voch. If they didn't have a ceremony, and didn't receive that piece of paper that says they're married... would my life be any different? Probably not. Didn't some REALLY prophetic guy once tell us not to judge others? People have the right to choose their life pathes, and if I don't agree with it, that's ok... I am not the one to judge. There is someone above me whose department that falls under. Why shouldn't those people marry each other if they love one another. Hey, just cause I don't like chocolate cake, doesn't mean that NO ONE else in the world has the right to eat chocolate cake. I'll eat vanilla, they can have all the chocolate they want. :)
Also... the Hryas need to simmer down a little. Even though I haven't had a chance to go see this [apparently] life altering film, the whole antisemitism ordeal is sooooo barab pan. Look, that's how you read it in the Bible. That's how it happened. Let me give you THE BEST analogy. Remember in 1994 (or 95) this dude in Hayasdan, Ashod Bleyan, wanted to soften the story of the Genocide in Armenian history books in Armenia, cause he said that our children shouldn't be learning about "srdajmlik" (sad) things like that. Excuse me... did the genocide happen? Yes. Were women raped and little kids murdered? Yes. Were the best of our best lost in the massacre? Yes. Was there LOTS of blood? Of course. We've all heard these stories a thousand times, and yet when we see pictures of the Genocide or when we saw ARARAT, did we not feel that pain in our hearts...did we not shed tears...were we not hurt? Of course we did! Thennnnn we learn it the way it happened! You don't prettify history!!! This movie is the same! It is showing us...not just our own imagined view of what we read in the Bible, but a real live person...blood...terror...pain. It's right there in front of us. How could we NOT be moved? How could we NOT thank Jesus everyday for dying for us? Hey... the truth is sometimes not pretty. But I HIGHLY doubt anyone who sees this film will get out of the theatre and say, "Man, now I hate all hryas." This too, barab pan.
Something else... when we log here, we're just one example of life in the diaspora. Hey, I'm not saying that everyone thinks like me.... but who are YOU to say that I shouldn't express my ideas. We participate in this log to write what we think, and frankly... if you're THAT bothered by ideas here (no matter how extreme/liberal they may be) there's a little close button on the top right. Utilize it. If you enjoy it... please come again. :)
As for the Armenian military official's death in Budapest... I'll log soon - now I must sleep. Camp was great by the way! It began as a disaster with our bus not showing up and camp not having ANY electricity (so no heat), but the weekend got better... and the kids had a blast.
TSUH! :)~
Another... SOOOOOO what if Rosie O'Donnel marries her girlfriend. I'm sorry, but does this impact my life in ANY which way? Voch. If they didn't have a ceremony, and didn't receive that piece of paper that says they're married... would my life be any different? Probably not. Didn't some REALLY prophetic guy once tell us not to judge others? People have the right to choose their life pathes, and if I don't agree with it, that's ok... I am not the one to judge. There is someone above me whose department that falls under. Why shouldn't those people marry each other if they love one another. Hey, just cause I don't like chocolate cake, doesn't mean that NO ONE else in the world has the right to eat chocolate cake. I'll eat vanilla, they can have all the chocolate they want. :)
Also... the Hryas need to simmer down a little. Even though I haven't had a chance to go see this [apparently] life altering film, the whole antisemitism ordeal is sooooo barab pan. Look, that's how you read it in the Bible. That's how it happened. Let me give you THE BEST analogy. Remember in 1994 (or 95) this dude in Hayasdan, Ashod Bleyan, wanted to soften the story of the Genocide in Armenian history books in Armenia, cause he said that our children shouldn't be learning about "srdajmlik" (sad) things like that. Excuse me... did the genocide happen? Yes. Were women raped and little kids murdered? Yes. Were the best of our best lost in the massacre? Yes. Was there LOTS of blood? Of course. We've all heard these stories a thousand times, and yet when we see pictures of the Genocide or when we saw ARARAT, did we not feel that pain in our hearts...did we not shed tears...were we not hurt? Of course we did! Thennnnn we learn it the way it happened! You don't prettify history!!! This movie is the same! It is showing us...not just our own imagined view of what we read in the Bible, but a real live person...blood...terror...pain. It's right there in front of us. How could we NOT be moved? How could we NOT thank Jesus everyday for dying for us? Hey... the truth is sometimes not pretty. But I HIGHLY doubt anyone who sees this film will get out of the theatre and say, "Man, now I hate all hryas." This too, barab pan.
Something else... when we log here, we're just one example of life in the diaspora. Hey, I'm not saying that everyone thinks like me.... but who are YOU to say that I shouldn't express my ideas. We participate in this log to write what we think, and frankly... if you're THAT bothered by ideas here (no matter how extreme/liberal they may be) there's a little close button on the top right. Utilize it. If you enjoy it... please come again. :)
As for the Armenian military official's death in Budapest... I'll log soon - now I must sleep. Camp was great by the way! It began as a disaster with our bus not showing up and camp not having ANY electricity (so no heat), but the weekend got better... and the kids had a blast.
TSUH! :)~
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