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HISTORY OF RELIGION (Part 18): SERMON ON THE MOUNT

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PROPAGANDA

prop·a·gan·da

ˌpräpəˈɡandə/

noun

1. 1.

   derogatory

   information, especially of a biased or misleading nature, used to promote or publicize a particular political cause or point of view.

   "he was charged with distributing enemy propaganda"

   synonyms:

   information, promotion, advertising, publicity, spin

   Stop letting the media turn your common sense into a twisted version of reality. You know your 'neighbors'. You have been getting along for several years. In this recent political toxic environment you have become  an ass. AMERICA is a nation made up of different nationalities and peoples. Since the pilgrims landed there have been: stolen land; slavery; discrimination to name a few. Let us not act like our fore fathers did not endure any of the insanity that is going on today. "they came here legally" Really?!? There was Ellis island and that horror where Jews, Italians, Greeks, etc; I have no first hand stories from my family. 
2. Some of my people were stolen, others were here when the Europeans got here. Nevertheless let us not be so quick to chime in on the blatant racism that is the flavor of the day. At no time it should be okay for children to be exasperated from their families. 'Oh' its the law'...
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Remember slavery was a law and the local police was created to catch and return human property in the great nation, THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA.

Unless you are a WASP you should be ashamed of yourself.

[White Anglo-Saxon Protestant] 

STOP DRINKING THE KOOL-AID

.Pandora

Harriet Tubman’s Descendants Say She Was Hebrew

The great awakening is in full effect. Our mother Araminta Ross. She took her mother's mane after her passing of Harriet. She married a man named John Tubman, hence Harriet Tubman. My she continue to Rest in The Most High Dwelling.

The New Colossus

The New Colossus

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tost to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"