Not So Fast

It seems the Pope has apologized to the Bosnians.

On a one-day visit to the Bosnian Serb city of Banja Luka, the Pope asked for mercy for “the sins committed against humanity, human dignity and freedom, also by children of the Catholic Church”.

A little background:

Hatred between the two communities dates from long before the recent civil war to the time of the Nazi occupation and is originally rooted in theological differences dating back centuries.

In 1942 a Franciscan friar known as “Brother Satan” led a brutal and particularly bloodthirsty massacre against the ethnic Serb residents of Banja Luka.

Friar Tomislav Filipovic Majstorovic headed Croat forces of the Nazi-allied Ustashe regime as they rampaged through the streets of the town, killing more than 2,000 people.

The fiercely ideological Majstorovic is said to have intoned the words “This is the way I baptise these bastards in the name of God” as he slashed the throats of Orthodox children, earning the grisly soubriquet Fra Sotona or Brother Satan.

He later went on to become commandant of the Ustashe concentration camp at Jasenovac, where he continued to kill at will.

The pope’s actions don’t exactly match his words.

Relatives of those who died at his hands expressed outrage yesterday that the Pope celebrated Mass at the site of the Petricevac monastery, where the monk lived before the Banja Luka atrocity.

I wonder what Dave Hunt will have to say about this.

This is just great stuff.

Justice Sandra Day O’Connor, writing for the majority, said, “There’s no way we can make up for the Dred Scott decision, but we all feel better now that Clarence gets extra credit for his vote”.

Just check in often.

…I knew you could. This is the dumbest thing I’ve seen in a while. Which is saying a lot. Who wrote that law? And who passed it? I wonder what they’re not telling us.

Dave Barry, as usual, rocks.

Scrappleface funny. Here and here.

Stanley Kurtz continuing to defend marriage against homosexual inroads. Scroll down to Friday for more.

Mark Steyn on Iran. Things are looking better and better. Unless, of course, you want people to live under religious oppression, publicly planning to wipe another nation off the map. via Instapundit

Update: Michael Leeden via The Corner.

Okay, so far I haven’t kept my promise, but tonight we’re going to sushi. I’ve never had sushi before. I hope I like it. I like fish and I like raw meat (beef, of course, you can’t eat raw chicken or pork, everyone knows that), I don’t see a problem.

UPDATE: Sushi is surprisingly filling. We had California Rolls, Spider Rolls, and Eel. I was hoping for something more fishy. Next time I’ll try something more. It was more rice and seaweed tasting. And the pickled ginger, that was nasty. I understand the purpose but I’d rather have an Altoid to cleanse the palate. I’m not a huge fan of ginger in the first place, and eating it pickled was a lot more than I was ready for.

We sat at the sushi bar, it was interesting to watch. Some guy was trying to take Japanese to the chef, who talked English back to him. And then someone sat right next to me, not cool. I don’t like having to listen to stranger’s problems.

To conclude: Sushi=not fishy.

Nothing. I didn’t go to Sunday School. I don’t even know what Sunday School is. But in church today, Acts 7, I learned that telling smart people what they already know and pointing out where they’re wrong can get you killed.

And Moses and Joseph were types of Jesus. Oh, and the Jews always catch on the second time a deliverer comes. Aren’t we all like that? Always missing that first chance to not mess up and suffering because of it.

Okay, in honor of the sabbath, I’m gonna go take a nap.

Okay, that was fun. And by fun I mean time-consuming. Even my cool ThinkGeek shirt didn’t help me much.

So, to get the blog rolling, I get to go to dinner tonight at White House Grill. The best resturaunt I have ever, ever, ever eaten at. If you’re in Post Falls, Idaho get off at the Spokane Street exit and it’s on the corner. Mmm-mmm. Gyro, with fries would be my recommendation. Get the French Onion Soup, too. Well, get anything, you can’t go wrong. Look like a pro and get the Spring Bowl. Rice, garbonzo beans, chicken, veggies, feta cheese, Mmm-mmm. Not on the menu, locals only, nudge-nudge. Don’t wear your jacket, unless you plan to wash it right away, because you will smell like garlic when you leave.

I promise I won’t tell you every day what’s for dinner. I just thought I’d share today.

Because I want to see what it looks like when the columns are properly aligned. Then I’m gonna go see what I remember from my html class 7 years ago and try to make this page look like I want it to. And I would also like world peace. Ooh, drag and drop editing, these Movable Type people are superrad. They give me this incredibly powerful program, or whatever you call it, for free, and provide plenty of support. Nice. The world needs more people like them.

Class dismissed. Because who on the earth would be reading this? Comments are off and likely to remain so. It looks so tacky to have Comments: 0 at the bottom of every post. So if you want to make a comment email me: kristin at kristinhoppe dot com. If it’s interesting or relevant or fisking-worthy, I’ll post it. Heh. I eagerly, but patiently, await my first one.

You know, this isn’t as easy as they make it look. Sort of like watching Michael Jordan play basketball. When he does it, it looks easy. When you go try it, you fall down and have to go get the basketball out of the bushes. Which explains the difference in our salaries, I think.

This is only a test. Had this been a real webpage you would have seen something like this.

Update: Then you can go back and fix things that are stupid. But why?