75 years ago today was the Doolittle Raid, so named after Lieutenant Colonel James Doolittle, the man who conceived and led one of the most daring and interesting raids in military history. With innovation, interservice cooperation, and great secrecy, 16 B-25B medium bombers left the deck of the carrier USS Hornet and set out on a surprise attack on the Japanese islands.
The actual damage caused by the bombing was inconsequential, but that we could successfully attack the Japanese Empire on their home turf only four months after Pearl Harbor was extraordinary. American morale was significantly boosted, and the Japanese were compelled to recall some of their squadrons operating in the Pacific to defend their homeland.
in the memory of all the other Doolittle Raiders who have since passed away. Cole is 101 years old, the last surviving raider, and was the first off the Hornet as Doolittle's co-pilot.
I Was a Prisoner of Japan
(by Jacob DeShazer)
I was a prisoner of war for 40 long months, 34 of them in solitary confinement.
When I flew as a member of a bombing squadron on a raid over enemy territory on April 18, 1942, my heart was filled with bitter hatred for the people of that nation. When our plane ran out of petrol and the members of the crew of my plane had to parachute down into enemy-held territory and were captured by the enemy, the bitterness of my heart against my captors seemed more than I could bear.
Taken to prison with the survivors of another of our planes, we were imprisoned and beaten, half-starved, terribly tortured, and denied by solitary confinement even the comfort of association with one another. Three of my buddies were executed by a firing squad about six months after our capture and 14 months later, another one of them died of slow starvation. My hatred for the enemy nearly drove me crazy.
It was soon after the latter's death that I began to ponder the cause of such hatred between members of the human race. I wondered what it was that made one people hate another people and what made me hate them.
My thoughts turned toward what I heard about Christianity changing hatred between human beings into real brotherly love and I was gripped with a strange longing to examine the Christian's Bible to see if I could find the secret.
I begged my captors to get a Bible for me. At last, in the month of May, 1944, a guard brought me the book, but told me I could have it only for three weeks.
I eagerly began to read its pages. Chapter after chapter gripped my heart. In due time I came to the books of the prophets and found that their every writing seemed focused on a divine Redeemer from sin, One who was to be sent from heaven to be born in the form of a human babe. Their writings so fascinated me that I read them again and again until I had earnestly studied them through six times. Then I went on into the New Testament and there read of the birth of Jesus Christ, the One who actually fulfilled the very prophecies of Isaiah, Jeremiah, Micah, and the other Old Testament writers.
My heart rejoiced as I found confirmed in Acts 10:43, "To Him give all the prophets witness, that through His Name, whosoever believeth on Him shall receive remission of sins." After I carefully read this book of the Acts, I continued on into the study of the epistle Paul wrote to the Christians at Rome.
On June 8, 1944 the words in Romans 10:9 stood out boldly before my eyes: "If thou shalt confess with thy mouth the Lord Jesus and shalt believe in thine heart that God hath raised Him from the dead, thou shalt be saved."
That very moment, God gave me grace to confess my sins to Him and He forgave me all my sins and saved me for Jesus' sake. I later found that His Word again promises this so clearly in 1 John 1:9, "If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness."
How my heart rejoiced in my newness of spiritual life, even though my body was suffering so terribly from the physical beatings and lack of food! But suddenly I discovered that God had given me new spiritual eyes and that when I looked at the enemy officers and guards who had starved and beaten my companions and me so cruelly, I found my bitter hatred for them changed to loving pity.
I realized that these people did not know anything about my Savior and that if Christ is not in a heart, it is natural to be cruel. I read in my Bible that while those who crucified Jesus had beaten Him and spit upon Him before He was nailed to the cross, on the cross He tenderly prayed in His moment of excruciating suffering, "Father, forgive them for they know not what they do."
And now, from the depths of my heart, I too prayed for God to forgive my torturers, and I determined by the aid of Christ to do my best to acquaint these people with the message of salvation that they might become as other believing Christians.
With His love controlling my heart, the 13th chapter of 1 Corinthians took on a living meaning: "Love suffereth long, and is kind; love envieth not; love vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up, doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil, rejoiceth not in iniquity but rejoiceth in truth; beareth all things, believeth all things. Love never faileth."
A year passed by and during that year the memories of the weeks I had been permitted to spend with my Bible grew sweeter and sweeter day by day. Then, one day as I was sitting in my solitary confinement cell I became very sick. My heart was paining me, even as my fellow prisoner had told me his was paining him just before he died of starvation.
I slid down onto my knees and began to pray. The guards rushed in and began to punish me, but I kept right on praying. Finally they let me alone. God, in that hour, revealed unto me how to endure suffering.
At last freedom came. On August 20, 1945 parachutists dropped onto the prison grounds and released us from our cells. We were flown back to our own country and placed in hospitals where we slowly regained our physical strength.
I have completed my training in a Christian college, God having clearly commanded me: "Go, teach those people who held you prisoner, the way of salvation through the blood of Jesus Christ," and am now back in that land as a missionary, with one single purpose--to make Christ known.
I am sending this testimony to people everywhere, with the earnest prayer that a great host of people may confess Jesus Christ as their personal Savior.
Jacob DeShazer – 1950
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4/13/2017, 10:33 am
MIT Press Publishes ‘Communism for Kids’ Book
'Lovable little revolutionaries' teach children communism is 'not that hard'
MIT Press is out with a new book that teaches children the tenets of Karl Marx with fairy tales.
Communism for Kids, written by a German author who specializes in political theory and "queer politics," was released last month. The thesis of the children's book is that communism is "not that hard," but has not been implemented in the right way.
"Once upon a time, people yearned to be free of the misery of capitalism. How could their dreams come true?" a plot synopsis for the book reads. "This little book proposes a different kind of communism, one that is true to its ideals and free from authoritarianism."
The book is full of cartoon drawings of "lovable little revolutionaries" that help navigate kids through the "evils" of capitalism.
An illustration from the book:
Where in the world did our kids get the idea to break things in protest? It's only permissible if they protest capitalism.
- Why did you smash that thing with a hammer, little girl?
- I was protesting against capitalism.
- Run along then, and forget I asked.
The little girl's armpit hair is especially disturbing. I understand it must be a nod to feminism, and far be it from me to dictate rules of body hygiene to any women and their consenting partners.
The reason it's disturbing is because little girls don't have armpit hair.
So the book's authors either have never had children themselves and forgot their own childhood, or they are perverts who fantasize about a world where little girls have armpit hair or where adult women with armpit hair look, dress, and behave like little girls and break things they don't or won't understand.
All options are bad and I don't know which one is worse.
Some of the little girls in the picture also have hairy chests and three-day stubble on their faces. Once again, I understand that the author specializes in "queer politics," but grown unshaven men who are dressed, look, and behave like prepubescent girls is way beyond the scope of "queer politics," let alone the scope of communism. At the minimum it shouldn't be directed towards kids.
There is a possibility, of course, that the "kids" the authors and the publishers have in mind are the perpetual children of advanced age that populate the academia and other "intellectual" institutions of the Western world. Not only do these "lovable little revolutionaries" refuse to grow up and act like adults - they must be entering a new stage in their evolution, where they are addressed as kids and have picture books published for them by MIT, touching on their favorite fairy tale, communism.
Some critics have mentioned that the book's language is so heavy and convoluted that no normal child would be able to read it or understand. But if the above theory is correct, everything falls into place and all cognitive dissonance disappears - just like the evils of capitalism in this fairy tale book.
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Attorney General Jeff Sessions has publicly disclosed that he is suffering from a "near-crippling" caffeine addiction after lashing out against a personal assistant who brought the AG a decaffeinated coffee with his breakfast. Once Sessions realized that his drink contained no caffeine, he was immediately overcome with anger and threw the burning hot beverage at his personal attendant.
What Sessions did not know was that his attendant was following directions from Mary Sessions, the wife of the AG who has in recent months expressed a growing concern over her husband's caffeine habit that finally came to a boiling point and erupted in a semi-public environment.
The personal attendant was treated for first degree burns on their face and neck. It was determined that the injury caused by the elevated temperature of the thrown drink was not severe enough for a hospital visit.
A brief statement by Sessions' family disclosed that Jeff Sessions has been struggling with his addiction to caffeine for at least a decade. His body has allegedly grown so tolerant of the substance that he needed to have a concentrated and synthetic form of caffeine administered directly into the bloodstream through intravenous therapy in order to bypass his liver and kidneys.
Other reliable sources have stated that concern over Jeff Sessions' addiction started when the problem has become serious when Sessions had to start resorting to daily coffee enemas just to feel the desired effects that drinking his coffee used to give him.
For the process of the enema, Sessions would lie on the floor as a trained person would slip in a small hose that hung from a suspended funnel whereby the lukewarm coffee would be poured directly into the bowels of the Attorney General.
In only a few months this method also became ineffective as his tolerance to caffeine grew to the point where the concentrated synthetic form had to be brought in and administered through an IV.
According to many doctors, caffeine can be addictive and people can develop a dependency for the substance if it is overused. This particular case is no doubt an extreme example of caffeine abuse, a trap that Attorney General Jeff Sessions has sadly fallen into. Sessions and his family have asked for prayers and kind wishes during this time for his recovery.
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