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PAGAN IDOLATRY

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Treating corporations as people is not just a misinterpretation or misapplication of The Constitution, of laws, but actually demonic, an example of mental and moral degeneracy so profound that it negates the very idea of a humane society. It’s the flip side of treating some individuals as less than people — which the Supreme Court also did once, in the Dred Scott decision.

Treating corporations as people is a form of pagan idolatry that would have astounded and horrified even the commercial-minded Protestants who founded this country.

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HELL ON EARTH

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It’s not much comfort in the short run, but a consoling thought for the long run that the family which owns the Hobby Lobby retail chain is going to Hell.  Technically it’s already in Hell, but someday it will realize it and be suitably surprised.

No one should object to their beliefs.  This is America, where arrogant, mean-spirited nuts have always had a home and, God willing, will always have a home.  If the Hobby Lobby family wants to believe that IUDs are a form of abortion, in defiance of common sense, who are we to judge them?  I myself believe many things that defy common sense, and I don’t think that’s anybody’s business but my own.

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But wanting to impose one’s beliefs on others is something else again.  Wanting to do it in the “person” of a legal abstraction called a “corporation” is shameful.  Corporations are not people.  Corporations created by closely-knit families are not people.  They don’t have God-given rights.  Only people have God-given rights.

Wanting to stand before God as a corporation, asking God to love and uphold you as a corporation, is sinful and blasphemous.  It defines you as an inhabitant of Hell.

All people of goodwill should pray for the souls of the family that owns Hobby Lobby, and for the souls of the Supreme Court Justices who have a habit of ruling that corporations are the children of God.  The state, Caesar, creates corporations — God alone creates human beings.  God and Caesar are not the same — never have been, never will be, as a great teacher once reminded us.

TERENCE CRAWFORD

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Just watched the Crawford-Gamboa fight from Saturday night again and I have a feeling that Terence Crawford is going to be one of the boxing greats.

He got shut out by Gamboa, a terrific fighter, in the first four rounds, then came back to put Gamboa on the canvas in the fifth. He decked him again in the eighth, and was trying to finish him off in the ninth when Gamboa rocked him with a punch that almost put him down. Crawford kept his cool, held onto Gamboa until he got his legs back and his mind clear, then dropped Gamboa twice, ending the fight.

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Fast hands that come at an opponent from unexpected angles, knockout power in both hands, ring smarts, a level head and a good appreciation of the value of persistent body shots — the guy is already, at 26, a master of the sweet science and can only get better.

THIS

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. . . pizza was created in New York and has already been consumed.  Licking your computer screen won’t bring it back.

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ANGEL

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Thanks to the extraordinary, almost hallucinatory clarity of Twilight Time’s Blu-ray of Leave Her To Heaven, I just noticed, after many viewings of the film, that Mae Marsh has a brief one-line cameo in it, holding a fishing rod on a boat dock in the opening scene.

Marsh was there when the art of movies was born, playing in many films by D. W. Griffith, becoming a major star in the silent era.  Later on she had small character roles, often uncredited, in scores of films right up until 1964, a few years before her death.  John Ford used her often in small roles, but so did other directors.

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She was like a recording angel in those fleeting later appearances, carrying the whole history of American movies in her always expressive eyes — a professional angel collecting small paychecks for doing a job she obviously loved, whatever notice it may or may not have brought her.

She persevered, as angels do.