Let us rise up and be thankful, for if we didn’t learn a lot today, at least we learned a little, and if we didn’t learn a little, at least we didn’t get sick, and if we got sick, at least we didn’t die; so, let us all be thankful.
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Mayans insist that 2012 isn’t “END of WORLD”
By MARK STEVENSON, Associated Press Writer
Sun Oct 11, 3:58 am ET
MEXICO CITY – Apolinario Chile Pixtun is tired of being bombarded with frantic questions about the Mayan calendar supposedly “running out” on Dec. 21, 2012. After all, it’s not the end of the world.
Or is it?
Definitely not, the Mayan Indian elder insists. “I came back from England last year and, man, they had me fed up with this stuff.”
It can only get worse for him. Next month Hollywood’s “2012” opens in cinemas, featuring earthquakes, meteor showers and a tsunami dumping an aircraft carrier on the White House.
At Cornell University, Ann Martin, who runs the “Curious? Ask an Astronomer” Web site, says people are scared.
“It’s too bad that we’re getting e-mails from fourth-graders who are saying that they’re too young to die,” Martin said. “We had a mother of two young children who was afraid she wouldn’t live to see them grow up.” (more…)
This famous photo of illegal Jewish settler children kicking and pulling the scarf of a Palestinian woman while Israeli police turn their backs on the harrassment, was taken in Hebron. The writer of this article predicts illegal settler violence against Palestinians will be even worse in the village of Silwan.
By Meron Rapoport, 24th August 2009
An essay by Stephanie Rodriguez
I had come to church with Grandma because it had seemed important to her. Besides, it would be kind of fun. I hadn’t seen the place in twenty years. I looked up from the hymnal and noticed that some of the same people I had seen the last time I was here, were here now. “Some things never change.” I mused. And then again, some things do. The place itself had changed a great deal. There were new floors, new stained glass windows and much finery that I didn’t remember from my childhood. The new doors were huge, awesome, positively scary looking. They must’ve cost a fortune. No doubt the place was expensive; damned expensive. And the people, these same people as were here twenty years ago, were dressed magnificently. (more…)