Sunday, November 30, 2008

Guardian Angel prayer

Angel of God, my guardian dear
to whom God's love commits me here.
Ever this day/night be at my side
to light, to guard, to rule and guide.
Amen.

A Clowns Prayer

Dear Lord,Help me to create more laughter than tears,dispense more happiness than gloom,spread more cheer than despair. Never let me grow so big that I fail to see the wonder in the eyes of a childor the twinkle in the eyes of the aged.Never let me forgetthat I am a clown, that my work is to cheer them up,to make people happy, to help them forget the unpleasant things in their lives. Help me Lord,in all that I do, to bring each life I touch,a little closer to you.
amen

Saturday, November 29, 2008

Joan of Arc




Born Jehanne d'Arc in the small French village of Domrémy-la-Pucelle in the present day department of the Vosges, she was the 4th of five children born to Jacques d'Arc and Isabelle Romée. Jeanne was devoutly religious as a child, and in early adolescence began having visitations from St. Michael, St. Margaret and St. Catherine. Around age 15 her visions prompted her to seek out Charles, the dauphin of France, and assist him in ascending to the throne. Jeanne rallied the confused armies of France and led them into battle against the English, who for nearly a hundred years had challenged the rulers of France for possession of a large part of the country. The retaking of Orleans began her successful military campaign, which ultimately led Jeanne and Charles to the city of Reims in July 1429 for his coronation as King. The English continued to hold much territory and a series of political intrigues resulted in Jeanne's capture and imprisonment by the enemy. The English enlisted the aid of the corrupt Bishop Cauchon to rid themselves of Jeanne d'Arc, who had the admiration and devotion of all the people of France. After a lengthy trial by a court of inquisition, the Church found Jeanne guilty of heresy and witchcraft, and turned her over to English authorities for execution. Jeanne was burned at the stake in the marketplace of Rouen on the morning of May 30, 1431. She died with her eyes on the cross and the name of Jesus on her lips. The authorities instructed the executioner to scatter Jeanne's ashes to the winds, so there would be no chance of a relic remaining to inspire veneration by the people. Despite repeated attempts to complete the incineration, the executioner found that Jeanne's heart would not burn. He is quoted as saying, "I have burned a Saint!" He scattered her ashes from the ancient bridge, replaced by the Pont Boiëldieu in 1896. There, he threw her heart into the waters of the River Seine, and it became one with the Heart of France. Twenty-five years later, through great effort of her mother and brother, the Church overturned the guilty verdict and cleared her name. Even before canonization, which didn't come until 1920, she was regarded as one of the Patron Saints of France. Jeanne's leadership and martyrdom brought about the end of the Hundred Years War and unified the country of France. The French people consider her their greatest patriot and in many ways the founder of their country. Today a monument in Rouen is inscribed with the words of André Malraux: "O Jeanne, without sepulchre, without portrait, you know that the tomb of heroes is the heart of the living."




she is Patron saint in Lovetarian
saint to France; martyrs; captives; militants; people ridiculed for their piety; prisoners; soldiers; Women Appointed for Voluntary Emergency Service; Women's Army Corps

Ishi



was the last of the Yahi people, a sub-tribe of the Yana which once populated a pocket of central California about 100 miles north of present-day Sacramento. Living in the heart of the California gold rush, the Yahi clashed with white civilization, contracted diseases brought by white pioneers, and lost numerous brutal battles with the US Army and armed settlers. As his people neared extinction Ishi's band scattered, and he spent years living nomadically in the foothills of Mt. Lassen in the California Cascades with his mother, sister, and two other tribesmen. After the last of his companions died in 1908, he lived alone in the woods for three more years before emerging, near starvation, and walking into a slaughterhouse in Oroville, California on 29 August 1911.By this time America's white majority considered the "wild west" days to be long over, and this primitive man who spoke no English was considered an oddity and a problem. For lack of any better place for him, he was jailed by the local sheriff. A linguistics professor became intrigued by reports of this "wild man of Oroville", and came to meet him. After making some headway in translating his Yahi language, he was
brought to the University of California at San Francisco. There he came under the care of anthropologist Alfred Kroeber, who telegraphed his colleague Edward Sapir on 6 September 1911: "Have totally wild Indian at the museum. Do you want to come and work him up?"Among his people it was considered bad manners to mention one's own name, but he was called "Ishi" because that was the word for "man" in his language. Whether he was treated as a man is still a matter of some dispute. He became a living exhibit at the university's Museum of Anthropology on Parnassus Heights in San Francisco, where throngs of people watched him make bow-and-arrow sets, arrowheads, and traditional Yahi dwellings. He also worked as a janitor at the museum, ostensibly to pay for his lodging. From Kroeber's writings, it is clear that the professor and his family eventually came to see Ishi as human, perhaps even as a friend. Kroeber arranged a 1914 visit to Ishi's ancestral homeland, where Ishi fished and hunted while academics took photos and notes. Ishi taught bow-and-arrow skills to local physician Sexton Pope, who in turn helped popularize archery among non-natives in America. Lacking genetic defenses against white peoples' diseases, his health at the university was fragile, and Ishi died of tuberculosis at UCSF in 1915.One of his last requests was that his body not be autopsied, as scientific probing of his corpse would be sacrilege to his people's beliefs. Kroeber, however, was out of town when Ishi died, and before it could be stopped Ishi's corpse was autopsied, then cremated, after his brain was extracted and shipped to the Smithsonian Institute in Washington, DC. For decades and as recently as 1997 the Smithsonian denied having Ishi's brain, but after requests from native groups that wanted to give his remains a traditional burial, a Smithsonian spokesman acknowledged in 1998 that Ishi's brain was indeed in storage there. In 2000 his brain was turned over to two Native American tribes deemed to have a historical relationship to the extinct Yahi, and buried with his ashes in Deer Creek Canyon, near his presumed birthplace.


he is a Patron saint in LoveTarian

saint- to The lonely, Native Americans, and Uncontacted peoples, Janitors.

Steven Stayner


On the afternoon of December 4, 1972, Steven Stayner was approached by "Reverend" Kenneth Parnell while walking home from school. Parnell asked Steven if his mother might make a donation to his church. Although Steven had been told not to speak to strangers, he thought the man was nice, and believing Parnell to be the pastor of a church, he believed it was safe. Steven accepted an offer of a ride home. Steven questioned Parnell when they drove past Steven's home, but Parnell ignored the boy. Parnell took Steven to his cabin which, unknown to Steven, was located several hundred feet from Steven's grandfather's residence. Steven found several toys in the cabin, and
told Parnell he was going to give them to his sisters and brothers when he went home. Parnell's accomplice in the abduction was Edward Ervin Murphy, known as "Uncle Murph" to Steven. Parnell molested Steven that first night.
Parnell began calling the boy Dennis Gregory Parnell, telling people that he was his son. "Dennis" and Parnell moved frequently around California, with Parnell enrolling him into a series of schools. He allowed Steven to begin smoking at a young age. One of the few positive aspects of Steven's life with Parnell was his dog, a Manchester Terrier whom Steven named Queenie. This dog had been given to Parnell by his mother, who was not aware of "Dennis's" existence during the period Steven was living with Parnell.
Parnell repeatedly molested the boy, starting with oral sex and moving onto sodomy. Parnell also babysat for the parents of one of Steven's friends, Kenny. Kenny's mother, Barbara, who was always fighting with her alcoholic husband Bob, eventually moved in with Parnell and "Dennis". One evening, "Dennis" was invited into bed with Parnell and Barbara, and the nine-year-old boy was forced to have sex with her. Eventually, Parnell and Barbara separated, and Parnell began sexually abusing Steven again. As Steven grew older, Parnell allowed him to start drinking alcohol. As Steven entered puberty, Parnell began to look for a younger child to kidnap. On February 14, 1980, Parnell and Sean Poorman, one of Steven's high school buddies, kidnapped five-year-old Timmy White in Ukiah, California. Motivated in part by the young boy's distress, Steven decided to escape with him, intending to return the boy to his parents and then escape himself (Steven believed that Parnell had legal custody of him). On March 1, 1980, while Parnell was away at his night security job, Steven left with Timmy and hitchhiked into Ukiah. Unable to locate Timmy's home address, he decided to have Timmy walk into the police department to ask for help, before escaping himself. Before he could successfully escape, the police spotted the two boys and took them into custody. Steven immediately identified Timmy White and then revealed his own true identity and story.
By daybreak on March 2, 1980, Parnell had been arrested on suspicion of abducting both boys. After the police checked into Parnell's background they found a previous sodomy conviction from 1951. Both children were reunited with their families that day. In 1981, Parnell was tried and convicted of kidnapping Timmy and Steven in two separate trials. He was sentenced to seven years but was paroled after serving five years. Parnell was not charged with the numerous sexual assaults on Steven Stayner and other boys, as most occurred outside the jurisdiction of the Merced county prosecutor or were by then outside the statute of limitations. The Mendocino County prosecutors, acting almost entirely alone, decided not to prosecute the sexual assaults that occurred in their jurisdiction. This is likely due to the prosecutors believing they were "protecting" Steven because "rape and molestation victims" were seen as "damaged goods" as well as the Stayner parents not wanting him to talk about Parnell's crimes. Murphy and Poorman who had helped abduct Timmy White were convicted of lesser charges. Both claimed they knew nothing of the sexual assaults on Steven. Barbara was never arrested. Steven remembered the kindness "Uncle" Murphy had shown him in his first week of captivity while they were both under the influence of Parnell's manipulation, and believed Murphy to be as much Parnell's victim as Steven and Timmy were.
Parnell's prison sentence for the abduction of Steven and Timmy was considerably less than the seven years he had kept Steven prisoner. Steven's kidnapping and its aftermath prompted California lawmakers to change state laws "to allow consecutive prison terms in similar abduction cases.''

Steven married Jody Edmondson on June 13, 1985, and they went on to have two children, a son and daughter.



On September 16, 1989, just before 5:00pm PDT while riding home after his shift at Pizza Hut, his motorcycle was involved in a collision with a car that pulled out into traffic. Steven received head injuries that were to prove fatal; he died at the Merced Community Medical Center at 5:35pm. He was driving without a license (suspended for a third time due to excessive traffic violations and without his helmet, which had been stolen a few days before. Over 500 people attended his funeral, including then-14-year-old Timmy White, who helped carry Steven's coffin into the church. Steven had joined the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints just prior to his death.
he is a Patron saint in LoveTarian
saint- to Missing & Exploited Children, People who have criminals in the family,

Friday, November 28, 2008

Comedy God Give

Comedy
has a popular meaning (any humourous discourse generally intended to amuse, especially in television, film, and stand-up comedy). This must be carefully distinguished from its academic definition, namely the comic theatre, whose Western origins are found in Ancient Greece. In the Athenian democracy, the public opinion of voters was remarkably influenced by the political satire performed by the comic poets at the theaters.
The theatrical genre can be simply described as a dramatic performance which pits two societies against each other in an amusing agon or conflict. Northrop Frye famously depicted these two opposing sides as a "Society of Youth" and a "Society of the Old" (Anatomy of Criticism, 1957), but this dichotomy is seldom described as an entirely satisfactory explanation.
A later view characterizes the essential agon of comedy as a struggle between a relatively powerless youth and the societal conventions that pose obstacles to his hopes; in this sense, the youth is understood to be constrained by his lack of social authority, and is left with little choice but to take recourse to ruses which engender very dramatic irony which provokes laughter (Marteinson, 2006).
Much comedy contains variations on the elements of surprise, incongruity, conflict, repetitiveness, and the effect of opposite expectations, but there are many recognized genres of comedy. Satire and political satire use ironic comedy to portray persons or social institutions as ridiculous or corrupt, thus alienating their audience from the object of humor. Satire is a type of comedy.
Parody borrows the form of some popular genre, artwork, or text but uses certain ironic changes to critique that form from within (though not necessarily in a condemning way). Screwball comedy derives its humor largely from bizarre, surprising (and improbable) situations or characters. Black comedy is defined by dark humor that makes light of so called dark or evil elements in human nature. Similarly scatological humor, sexual humor, and race humor create comedy by violating social conventions or taboos in comedic ways.
A comedy of manners typically takes as its subject a particular part of society (usually upper class society) and uses humor to parody or satirize the behavior and mannerisms of its members. Romantic comedy is a popular genre that depicts burgeoning romance in humorous terms, and focuses on the foibles of those who are falling in love.
Laughter is good for you its clarify their intentions in social interaction and provides an emotional context to conversations. Laughter is used as a signal for being part of a group — it signals acceptance and positive interactions with others. Laughter is sometimes seemingly contagious, and the laughter of one person can itself provoke laughter from others as a positive feedback.
How Laughing is Good For Your Health
When thinking about alternative medicine, most people picture plants, crystals, needles, maybe some bugs and leeches, but few realize that jokes, humor and comedy are truly medicines, in their own right. It has long been established that optimists live longer than pessimists, but now there is some hard evidence that people with a better sense of humor also have longer and healthier lives.
Your "stay healthy" plan should include a joke and a 20-minute comedy show, to go with the broccoli and carrots. There are now various associations and physicians specialized in the so-called therapeutic humor, who are still investigating the roles of laughter in our lives.
Perhaps the most obvious of these roles is that related to the social life - jokes often allow people to connect and to bond, and sharing a good laughter is a good method to integrate in a team, to get along with the coworkers, neighbors and so on. This function is vital from the point of view of mental health, since it reduces loneliness and, with it, depression and other problems associated with it.
You don't have to be trained in stand-up comedy in order to say something funny, sometimes all you need is a change of perspective or the courage to make fun at your own expense. Humor is an invaluable asset in crisis situations, when it helps us calm down and reduce the levels of stress (and all the negative effects stress has on health).
It is often considered that, among patients with very severe diseases, those with an upbeat approach, who are capable of making jokes about their situations, have the best chances to defeat the illness. So far, there have been no scientific studies to prove this, but the patients themselves report feeling better after joining an activity with humorous potential, even if it's just watching a comedy show together with some friends or with other patients.
Recent researches suggest that laughter influences more than our mental framework, it actually has a positive effect on the physical aspect as well. It has been widely accepted, for some time, that laughter increases the pain resistance level, but the theory is still not proven. In fact, very few studies have yet been made about the relation between comedy and health, but those existing seem to indicate that a good joke may lower the blood pressure, improve memory and cognitive functions and boost the immune system. Moreover, these results are not short-term only: it seems that a good sense of humor may protect you against heart diseases and alter your biochemical state to a level where the organism produces more antibodies.
The lack of research in the field is due to the fact that people have always assumed that laughter is good for your health (along with an apple a day and a breath of fresh air), but little has been done to analyze this in depth. There is also a "bad" humor (same as there is good cholesterol and bad cholesterol). This category includes the approach that makes people feel miserable about themselves, or angry, upset and vengeful, as well as the skeptic and cynic attitude, which is often the front for deep depression and indifference. Jokes directed at other people are also "bad" humor, along with ethnic, racial and sexist jokes, which are born out of frustration, not out of optimism and cheerfulness. Also, people who often make fun of themselves hide a low self esteem, which is only worsened with every funny joke they invent (there is a good reason why clowns and successful comedy actors are often perceived as sad and depressed in their real lives).
If you decide to use laughter as a therapeutic method, the first obvious issue is that there are no harmful side effects, and you've got nothing to lose. The second issue is that you can actually improve your sense of humor in time, same as any other skill or ability, by constant training and exposure to jokes and comedy. Next time you go to the movies, buy a ticket for a comedy, no matter how dumb the poster looks. When you read the paper, don't forget to check out their daily cartoon too. Spend ten minutes every day reading jokes, and, when you find some you like, share them with your friends. (And when your boss catches you reading jokes instead of working, tell him it's just therapy, he can't stop your from taking your medication at work, right?)
Last but not least, try to find the funny side of the small things that happen every day around you - there is always something absurd or plain stupid going on right near you, which may provide five minutes of good laugher, which, in turn, may unblock some arteries and keep the heart attack far away.

A little guy is sitting at the bar just staring at his drink for half an hour when this big trouble-making biker steps next to him, grabs his drink, gulps it down in one swig and then turns to the guy with a menacing stare as if to say, 'What'cha gonna do about it?'
The poor little guy starts crying.
'Come on man I was just giving you a hard time,' the biker says. 'I didn't think you'd CRY.' 'I can't stand to see a man crying.
“This is the worst day of my life,” says the little guy between sobs. “I can't do anything right.” “I overslept and was late to an important meeting, so my boss fired me.”
When I went to the parking lot, I found my car was stolen and I don't have any insurance. I left my wallet in the cab I took home. I found my wife in bed with the gardener and my dog bit me.
So I came to this bar trying to work up the courage to put an end to my life, and then you show up and drink the damn poison.



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Wednesday, November 19, 2008

David Reimer


You cant make some be some one thay are not.

David Reimer Born as Bruce Reimer, one of twin boys to Janet and Ron Reimer, Bruce's penis was destroyed in a circumcision accident when he was 8 months old. His parents consulted Dr. John Money at Johns Hopkins Medical Center, who advised Bruce's parents to also have his testes removed and raise him as a girl. He was renamed Brenda and treated as female by his family from then on. Dr. Money theorizied that gender identity is largely the result of social learning, and believed that if Brenda never knew the truth of her birth, she would successfully transition to a female. However, Brenda's childhood and adolescence was difficult. She and her twin brother Brian were extensively studied by Dr. Money; both twins later alleged they were sexually abused by Money during some of the treatments. By the age of 14, Brenda was suicidially depressed and begged her parents to discontinue her treatment with Dr. Money. The Reimers ceased her treatment and finally told the twins the truth of Brenda's birth. Brenda then decided to live as a male, and changed her name to David. In the next few years David underwent further surgeries to reverse his sex reassignment, and later married a woman and became a stepfather to her children. Dr. Money, however, continued to describe David's original sex reassignment (from male to female) as a success, which lead David to speak out in 1997 to make his side of the story known, and to try to dissuade other physicians from treating other infants as he had been treated. Brian, David's twin, began having mental problems after learning the truth about his sibling, and eventually committed suicide in 2002. In 2004, David, depressed over his failing marriage and continued psychological problems, also took his own life. The story of Bruce/Brenda/David Reimer was the subject of the book "As Nature Made Him: The Boy Who Was Raised as a Girl" and the BBC documentary "Dr. Money and the Boy With No Penis." Dr. Money died in 2006. more to come.




he is a Patron saint in LoveTarian

saint- to people who was experiment on, and people who are confused Sexual.