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Exerpt from GOD'S BROKER. Published in 1984, Anton Gronowicz

In this book the author quoted the late Pope John Paul II relating a
dream he had in 1969 while still a Cardinal.

The Pope said: "The night before my departure from Canada to New
York, which I had never seen, I had a strange dream."

"It was a terribly severe winter in New York, the city was
completely covered with snow. Inhabitants were well-off and warmly
dressed, and walking slowly along roads because cars, due to
mountains of snow, could not be operated. I was happy that I could
walk on top of the snow on avenues of white.

"All my physical effort was spent on walking. To this day, pictures
of huge apartment houses on both sides of the avenue are instilled
in my mind, and the doormen quickly closing and opening entrance
doors as though trying to prevent humanity and warmth from escaping.

"On top of the snow, I noticed a brown cat emerge from a side street
and walk on the snow. I looked closer, and to my surprise, saw that
this big cat was being followed by six small brown-and- white
kittens, all of them following the big brown cat in a perfect line.
The mother cat looked back from time to time to see if her babies
were there, but her main concern was to reach the entrance door. I
presumed she was trying to find warmth for herself and her children,
but as soon as she reached the door, a man in a well-pressed
uniform, jumped at her with a broom and chased them away.
I followed this procession and prepared to deliver a speech to the doorman.
I opened my mouth and tried to complain, 'Where is your proverbial American generosity

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Where is your American good heart and fair
play? Let them in. Let them in!!

"I tried to speak, but the words would not come out. Maybe I was
afraid of the doorman with the broom. I started searching my cassock
pockets for a piece of bread, found some crumbs and put them on my
palms, calling: 'Kitty, kitty, kitty.' But the words would not come
from my supposedly intelligent mouth. Instead, the wind blew the
crumbs from my palm and I said, 'what can I do? I can't speak to the
cats. I can't speak to the doorman. But there are many hungry birds.
They might pick up the crumbs.'

"Again, I walked after the cats, now with a pain in my chest,
feeling tremendous cold. On the left I saw a church building and
thought, 'There we will find help.' I heard singing and again, the
idea occurred to me that it must be a Catholic church. The music
grew louder, as though trying to convince God that they were praying
to Him.

The mother cat jumped in front of me and climbed the stairs,
followed by her kittens. I raised my head and saw a tall Jesuit
priest chasing the cats off the steps. But as I was about to shout
at the Jesuit 'I am a cardinal!' and give an order to accept the
cats, the mother cat and her offspring ran behind the church,
because from there came the appetizing aroma of food. Probably there
was a kitchen there. But a second Jesuit appeared at the kitchen
door and scared the cats away. They returned to the avenue and
started walking north.

"They walked on the same side of the avenue as the Jesuit church and
I followed. Then they reached an imposing red brick church. An
Anglican bishop appeared and said to the cats, 'My dear animal
children, please go immediately to the animal shelter. There is food
for you there. We Anglican clergy donate lots of money to the animal
shelter, every year, at Christmas time.

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The mother cat and her kittens didn't even meow. They knew the
authoritative voice of the Anglican bishop. They walked uptown and
gradually the luxurious buildings disappeared, together with the
doormen, and we saw drab dilapidated apartments.

"As they walked and the buildings grew shabbier and dirty, a door
was opened, not by a doorman but by an old wrinkled woman in a
cotton dress. [She saw the cats] and shouted 'Oh, little mother,'
and when she opened her mouth I saw she had few teeth. She gently
ushered the mother cat and kittens inside, who jumped happily about
because the warmth of the house embraced them."

The author wrote that "I had never seen such a sad expression on the
face of this man."

Later on a pilgrimage to Assisi, the Pope discussed St Francis and
stated that his "solicitous care, not only towards men, but also
towards animals and nature in general is a faithful echo of the love
with which God in the beginning pronounced his 'fiat' which brought
them into existence. We, too, are called to a similar attitude.

Cameron Mourse

Will be going with you Yabby on the cuise Ship in the next episode.

We will be sure to hand him over in a car boot to be sent off for sacrifice.

Mind you cant tell you too much more about the three months trip.

To make it educational we will stick to facts Ships names, times , destinations fires ventilation problems and all the other things that have happend.

Watch out for that lot that bashed all those calves to death with sticks now yabby Wont you.

If I can get the pics to work on the forum I will pop those up for you both to sit and watch onboard.

Give you both something to look forward to.

Onboard you can decide between the two of you which one wants to watch as the others throat is cut.

What type of car boot you would like to travel to your FINAL trip on your cruise.

Which end you would like to be dragged by up the ramp to the slaughter room.

EG Some prefer to slide along on their mates blood by the back, some the head.

How halal do you want to Be Yabby? What about Cameron?

Do you want to be twelve minutes Halal? Ten minutes Halal?

How long do you reckon it will take to drain the last drop out of Camerons body?

Anyway plenty of time yet to chat it onboard the pleasure Cruise.

Pity Australia AQIS argued the halal time recently here isnt it!

Got it down from the requested twelve minutes laying there to six.

Gee how kind of them.

For those of you who dont know halal means to a muslim lawful.

If an animal is not slaughered Halal the meat is forbidden to eat.

The Koran reads and the Islamic Leaders have put out a media

Release denouncing cruelty prior to slaughter.

if for eg a person was caught not providing halal to their buyers they would be in serious trouble.

Antje...whatever..

Wendy,
Like Scout, I too look forward to the list of these good churches- they deserve to be mentioned.
Your suggestion to put this on top of this thread is not a bad idea “”I am the Good Shepherd. The good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep”. I might ask the admin people when they reply to me about another request I made a couple of days ago. I don’t know of a way to do it myself- there are no edit icons anywhere.

Yabby,
The point that Wendy makes about Aboriginals having land is probably quite valid.
However, I also agree with you as I have before that we can’t ‘make’ regional people and/or Aboriginal people accept a job as a meatworker. It’s not everybody’s thing.

However, wouldn’t it be a good thing to give all those people at least the opportunity to be trained as meatworkers and a job if they’re interested?
I can’t say much about farming as I know nothing about it- but it does seem like a good opportunity for a lot of unemployed regional people- IF they are interested.

Has there been a recent survey to find out how big the interest for these jobs is in that area? If yes, what were the results?
If no, perhaps we should do a survey- the proper proposal presented to them so that would be some guide whether how many people would be interested in this (anyone in the area with knowledge who could do a survey thing?)
What would this extra income mean to them?
How would they feel about helping Australia stop live exports this way- by working as a meat worker? Perhaps many would be proud to play an important role in the ban on live exports.

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