Lost in Kentucky

Last week the IP was in Kentucky.  And while he saw some nice country and met some nice people, the air was filled with the smell of a different way of thinking about the world.  Even though he knew where he was, he felt kinda lost.  And it was raining so hard, and the streets of Middlesboro were so flooded, one could have used an ark fer Chrissakes!

“The theme park was conceived by the same Christian ministry that built the Creation Museum in Petersburg, Ky., where dioramas designed to debunk evolution show humans and dinosaurs coexisting peacefully on an earth created by God in six days. The ministry, Answers in Genesis, believes that the earth is only 6,000 years old — a controversial assertion even among many Bible-believing Christians.”

And when The IP had his awesome continental breakfast, he read about an important visitor to that Commonwealth:

“To get one of the 500 vouchers available for places in line, customers had to buy a copy of the book from Joseph-Beth. Each person could bring two copies of the book for Palin to sign, Joseph-Beth employees said.“

The article also said that Palin, much like the Wizard of Oz, was behind a curtain.  If only people would pay no attention to the woman behind the curtain.

And here’s an interesting letter from a Kentucky DEMOCRAT.  There are still some of these Dixiecrats out there:

 

Why not Christmas?

I don’t understand why so many people migrate to the United States in search of a better way of life and then work so hard to destroy our traditions. If I were to visit or migrate to another country, I would either adopt its traditions or celebrate my own traditions while still respecting those of that country.

My employer, whose political correctness I abhor, tells me I cannot say “Merry Christmas,” I can only have a “holiday” party and that I can’t even put up a tree all because of the migrant workers who may be offended by my American-born traditions.

So, we offend nine out of every 10 employees to appease that one. Because that one individual might find offense over a custom that represents peace on Earth and goodwill toward all men?

I’ll tell you what I find offensive: the phrase “Happy Holidays.” If you can’t wish me a Merry Christmas, the phrase that has held the most meaning to me for the past 45 years, then keep your wishes to yourself.

This time of year once brought the greatest of joy to my heart. Now, I find no joy in the workplace during December. I wish the nine out of 10 employees who are being censored would stand up and say “Enough is enough! Bring back my Merry Christmas!”

I would change my political designation to Republican if the Tea Party would truly bring back traditional America and my Merry Christmas.

John Smith

Lexington

Sarah was later headed on to (Surprise!), South Carolina.