Spare a prayer for Raoul Moat, who died this morning after shooting himself - almost certainly while of unsound mind.
Four things he is reported as saying stick in my mind, illustrative of his despair and a sad reflection on aspects of life in Britain today:
'We waited three months before sleeping together, which made it really special.'
'I've lost everything.'
'I've got no dad.'
'Nobody cares what happens to me.'
Comment would be superfluous.
Requiem aeternam dona ei Domine.
“Let us run with this thought experiment for a moment.”
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Peter Kwasniewski invites a mind experiment. Let us run with this thought
experiment for a moment. Imagine the Divine Liturgy of Saint John
Chrysostom as o...
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Thank you for posting this.
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