Questions and Answers

• David Evans
• Reisterstown, MD

Q and A

Q. ?

A. Yes.
Was this massacre inevitable
Q. Who is to blame?

A. The immoral Presidents who began the war and the immoral members of Congress who supported the war without officially declaring it a war. And the media who attempted to sell us the war.

Q. How did the policy action of not declaring a war lead to the deaths?

A. It leads to innocent civilian deaths by allowing combatants to fight multiple tours.

Q. What could we do, we had no draft?

A. Have a draft. A draft lessens casualties because we have fresh untried soldiers fighting and getting killed rather than tired soldiers getting killed. Err, I mean the casualties are less. But we are unable to draft because it is unpopular with the voters.

Q. What about guilt, many of the readers think Sgt. Bales should be punished?

A. It is easy for individuals with their asses in a chair in front of Fox television to say that. Isn't that what morality is all about, blaming people?

Vivaldi "Four Seasons" Winter Visually Exceptional

La Santa Cecilia From Los Angeles New To Me and Very Good!

By Betto Arcos

The group La Santa Cecilia its name from Mexico’s patron saint of musicians, but they’re not really a Mexican band. La Santa Cecilia’s sound is a hybrid mix of music reflecting the city where they live and play — Los Angeles. Their Latin-flavored songs can combine a funky ska beat with a gypsy flavored guitar riff.

Guitarist Gloria Estrada said when the band started playing four years ago, she noticed their music brought together their diverse backgrounds.

“I think all six members have such different influences and we’re all I think really open to everything, so I think it was a nice blend,” Estrada said.

A Touch of Evil

Chapter One
Who Are You and What Do You Want

When I looked at the clock on my night table the last time it was after 2 a.m. I opened my eyes, it was completely dark, and I couldn't see the clock and was aware of the complete silence.  The ambient noises likes the crickets and the occasional automobile sounds were missing.  I reached for the lamp to turn it on, I could not find it.  I could not locate the night stand either, the bed was not under me, and I felt as though I were in a void.  And then a voice addressed me, “David”.

Me    "Who are you and why are you here?" In my bones and being I knew who the voice belonged to. "Why didn't you send someone else to process me?  Isn't that the way it's done?"


God   "David,  people usually address me a little more formally the first time."


Me    "How do you like to be addressed?"


God   "However you prefer David.  Why do you ask?"


Me     "I assume that I just died and now it appears from what I recall as a child that it is time for me to be                                                                     processed or more precisely it is time for me to be judged.  You do know that I am an atheist don't you? Mister ah, I missed your name."   


God  "I did not tell you my name David,but I know you already know who am."  


Me  "You are going to tell me that you are God, aren't you? Well, I do not necessary believe I am talking with God, are you going to tell me that you are God?"   


God  "No David I am not going to tell you I am God, I am going to allow you to reach a conclusion on your own and in your own time."  


Me  "What if I don't?   What if I do not believe you are God, how do you handle such things?  I might not even be dead, this might just be a dream." 


God  "Time will tell."

Chapter Two

Consciousness and Reality