JimmiGerman

A tv-report about youth violence, the loss of respect, and police work in Hamburg, police precinct 15, the famous Davidswache. I grew up there when I was a young boy. Maybe you won't understand the language, but it might give you an impression. First I thought it's off-topic in this thread, but the scenario is like Halloween. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PdTRznFScpc

And not to forget: throwing with eggs. Actually it happens only to politicians or bad actors to be thrown with eggs, not to the sheriff or his deputy.

Patrol car? You work for the Sheriff's bureau there ...? And they dared to throw with eggs at you ...? Did they overlook the patrol car ...? You were not wearing your Stetson ...?

I see. I didn't recognize it as a link, but now I've seen It's a video. Well, I don't think my analysis results in the most brilliant insights, and I wouldn't even call it an analysis. In principal it bases only upon the old question known as the theodicy - but I just wanted to point out that there is a concrete suffering in spite of all those religious conceptions, and beside all our firm faith in a great divine plan my thoughts were that we should not forget that compassion is one of the most essential human characteristics, which should never be sacrified on the altar of a religious understanding or experience.

"This"? You're posing a conundrum. Is it skalenfehl's post of an account of a vision of the Savior's suffering in Gethsemane...?

I don't like Halloween. Children from the neighbourhood come here loudly, dressed up like little devils, and ask for sweets. If you don't give any or you don't even open the door, they spray shaving-foam on your nameplate or smash some eggs on the steps of the front door. One day, maybe when I'm a bad old codger, I'll strike back spraying with a foam fire extinguisher.

Okay. Nice to meet you.

Marvin - another conundrum...?

As I said, I don't mean it in a religious context; just a word to describe a fatal situation. For me it's obviously that they are damned in some way, in the meaning of condemned, to live with those physical disabilities. You can play it down, and you can see it from a bright side, but I was sorry for that young girl I've described at the beginning, and I'm afraid nothing will change my mind. Maybe I mean "damned" more in a philosophical way, in the sense of Kantian ethics and its categorical imperative. But to make it less complicated: I mean, what one doesn't wish himself and it happens to another, shouldn't it cause compassion? And the word "damned" I chose maybe sprang more from a status of compassion than anything else. Nevertheless, compassion is a very human quality, and if I think of the girl I've described at the beginning, I do have compassion. Who likes to see in it something good, that should see it in such a way, but it's not my way of looking at those things. Not that I would ignore a greater context, or, as Vort says, that it is in large part why we are given this mortal life, but it's simply the cruel fact of a person with feelings and wishes imprisoned in her disabled body.

Great helmet you're wearing on your avatar. We Germans like helmets.

How is what going?

Interesting video. I'm going to watch it later again, because the loudspeakers of my notebook don't work.

I will have to think about it, but, as I said before, there remains the suffering (of the innocent) in their life or mortal existence. Can the girl in the wedding dress, of which I spoke, ever make her dreams come true? Will she ever be married? What remains are her wishes and the cruel reality of her disabled body. Even if I look at these things in a truly eternal sense, I would say, honestly, that this life - in spite of all its common deficits - seems to me not quite insignificant, even if I saw it in a greater context.

I'm not pulling your legs; it's not my intention or has it ever been. It's only my emotions that sometimes come stronger reflected by my posts than they should or it's intended by me. Even if I was recently speaking about the fears I would have when getting baptized, I'm sure there was a reason for that, maybe from the depths of my subconcious. There is always a reason, and therefore, maybe, I've already given the answer myself. Yes, maybe the solution to the dilemma doesn't depend on an answer to the conflict seemingly given. Pam says that (unfortunately) what happens to many is based on the agency of others. That's true, undoubtly. But what remains is the suffering of the innocent. You call it a conundrum, and maybe you are right that it might vanish by rethinking my viewpoint and biases. Let's see.

I don't mean it in a religious context. I've just used the word more or less by chance and without a deeper meaning, just as a result of my emotions in spite of those physical disabilities.

Blackmarch wrote: It's important to realize or to be aware of those activities, but I'm afraid it's not easy and quite often it might be too late.

Hi :)

I forgot: and don't behave like an alien after having married.

My comment: find the right girl and take care she won't look like an alien as in your avatar.

@ FunkyTown: By the way, socialism might be the best system, but, unfortunately, men are not socialists.

"Our agency" is, in this context, the agency of the parents / the mother. She could decide wether to take the medicine or not. She had the decision. But the spirits who were sent into this desolate body? They had not any freedom of decision. Or would you say "yes, send me to Earth in a body that's crippled and then let me repent or return"? This is a conflict. And this might be one of the greatest conflicts. I'd like to see what Vort will say...

Yes. It's because He let it happen (especially) to those children who were born in that deformed way and who had to suffer for their life time. My next logical question was: is he really allmightyful by letting those things happen? And is He mercyful to those spirits getting sent to Earth in a way like that and being damned in that way from the moment they were born? So now you might understand the source of my conflict.

It's been a while ago, when I watched a tv report about Contergan, which was a popular medicine here in Germany against undesirable pregnancy hurts / troubles at the end of the 1950s and beginning 1960s. Many children of the generation of those women who took this medicine were born in a deformed way and were sentenced for their life to live with crippled hands, arms or legs, or, as a mercy in my opinion - in comparison to the other deformations -, were born mentally deficient and not aware of what had happend / occured to them, and thus not suffering in a concious way. I was absolutely concerned and down when I saw a young girl on that report (don't know if it was only arranged for that report, but the girl was certainly authentic) standing in front of a mirror, only on one leg (she only had one leg), without arms (she had no arms), wearing a wedding dress just to watch herself in that mirror with that clothing on... and I was in a conflict stance with the Allmighty (he certainly knows me and sometimes we are not in total harmony) while my tears were running... http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Thalidomide As I'm of the same age group, and my younger sister, too, I should be glad and grateful that my mother didn't take that medicine at the time she was pregnant.

Now I see the point. Thanks.