Letters to the Editor 06-07-2006
July 28, 2016 at 4:25 p.m.
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- Love And Marriage - Grass
Love And Marriage
Editor, Times-Union:While I applaud Brenda Ganshorn for exercising her privilege and right to use the media to express her opinions, I have to admit I found myself laughing at the letter itself.
The idea of marriage between man and woman is a religious mandate, and if I remember correctly, we still have a little something called "separation of church and state" (albeit a loose one).
To say that gay marriage would lead to things like legalized polygamy and bestiality is absurd.
While many people may find the idea of polygamy appealing if we allowed it (and why not, many ancient cultures practiced it), they would probably find that it is not all it was cracked up to be. Just think of the alimony and child support; and with that, who would be required to pay whom?
In the case of bestiality (Were you serious? Just checking.) versus Moral Rock, U.S.A., let me just say that animals, while cuddly, just don't offer the verbal stimulation that is required in a marriage. Sure, you can argue all you want with your cat about the late mortgage payment (they obviously won't yell or argue back), after awhile you wouldn't be fit to be around other humans anyway, except to chase small children from your porch. Medication would be a necessity. Also, refer back to the divorce questions I posed for those immoral polygamists.
So, in closing (as I'm sure I've used up more than my allotted space) let me say: Freedom of speech, big YAY! But please, please don't attempt to control people with such a small-minded view of the world. In other words, keep your agendas (religious or otherwise) out of my relationships and my bedroom.
Blessings to all,
Michael Blanton, via e-mail
Warsaw
Grass
Editor, Times-Union:Ancient Hoosier Proverb say, "Man whose rear end is wider than his ride about mower blade should get off and push."
It's amazing how much money you can save by not having to go to a gym. Ladies, if you want your husbands to live as long as possible, keep a mower chained to his bed.
I had forgotten how fast grass grows in Indiana. In fact, we have become grass obsessed. Forget the trees, give me more grass you say, not.
When I was a kid living out on Ferguson Road, I don't remember any of our three neighbors on the road mowing a yard. We had goats who not only ate the grass, but made me spending money selling the milk. There was that problem of all those little round black things, however.
I started mowing yards in town at about 8 or 9 with a push mower at 50 cents, or a buck a yard. I began to hate grass. I moved on up in class by going up and down the alleys with my American flyer wagon picking up scrap metal, pop bottles and newspapers. At least for a while I escaped the grass twilight zone. "Free at last."
Later in high school, I worked for the parks department. Boy, I was cooking on the front burner there. I had a 36-inch gear-driven power mower with reverse. But still I had to walk behind while it pulled me. That was great but the problem was I had to mow Center, Pike and all the other Warsaw Parks. I hated grass even more.
I'm a tree man myself. Plant them everywhere. Hug one now and then. It's magic! Make it a felony to cut one down. Plant them so thick no lawnmower can penetrate. The Asians are making billions off us grass worshippers.
Tom Metzger, via e-mail
Warsaw
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- Love And Marriage - Grass
Love And Marriage
Editor, Times-Union:While I applaud Brenda Ganshorn for exercising her privilege and right to use the media to express her opinions, I have to admit I found myself laughing at the letter itself.
The idea of marriage between man and woman is a religious mandate, and if I remember correctly, we still have a little something called "separation of church and state" (albeit a loose one).
To say that gay marriage would lead to things like legalized polygamy and bestiality is absurd.
While many people may find the idea of polygamy appealing if we allowed it (and why not, many ancient cultures practiced it), they would probably find that it is not all it was cracked up to be. Just think of the alimony and child support; and with that, who would be required to pay whom?
In the case of bestiality (Were you serious? Just checking.) versus Moral Rock, U.S.A., let me just say that animals, while cuddly, just don't offer the verbal stimulation that is required in a marriage. Sure, you can argue all you want with your cat about the late mortgage payment (they obviously won't yell or argue back), after awhile you wouldn't be fit to be around other humans anyway, except to chase small children from your porch. Medication would be a necessity. Also, refer back to the divorce questions I posed for those immoral polygamists.
So, in closing (as I'm sure I've used up more than my allotted space) let me say: Freedom of speech, big YAY! But please, please don't attempt to control people with such a small-minded view of the world. In other words, keep your agendas (religious or otherwise) out of my relationships and my bedroom.
Blessings to all,
Michael Blanton, via e-mail
Warsaw
Grass
Editor, Times-Union:Ancient Hoosier Proverb say, "Man whose rear end is wider than his ride about mower blade should get off and push."
It's amazing how much money you can save by not having to go to a gym. Ladies, if you want your husbands to live as long as possible, keep a mower chained to his bed.
I had forgotten how fast grass grows in Indiana. In fact, we have become grass obsessed. Forget the trees, give me more grass you say, not.
When I was a kid living out on Ferguson Road, I don't remember any of our three neighbors on the road mowing a yard. We had goats who not only ate the grass, but made me spending money selling the milk. There was that problem of all those little round black things, however.
I started mowing yards in town at about 8 or 9 with a push mower at 50 cents, or a buck a yard. I began to hate grass. I moved on up in class by going up and down the alleys with my American flyer wagon picking up scrap metal, pop bottles and newspapers. At least for a while I escaped the grass twilight zone. "Free at last."
Later in high school, I worked for the parks department. Boy, I was cooking on the front burner there. I had a 36-inch gear-driven power mower with reverse. But still I had to walk behind while it pulled me. That was great but the problem was I had to mow Center, Pike and all the other Warsaw Parks. I hated grass even more.
I'm a tree man myself. Plant them everywhere. Hug one now and then. It's magic! Make it a felony to cut one down. Plant them so thick no lawnmower can penetrate. The Asians are making billions off us grass worshippers.
Tom Metzger, via e-mail
Warsaw
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