{"id":5274,"date":"2016-08-16T03:18:53","date_gmt":"2016-08-16T08:18:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/self-condemnation\/"},"modified":"2016-08-16T03:18:53","modified_gmt":"2016-08-16T08:18:53","slug":"self-condemnation","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/self-condemnation\/","title":{"rendered":"SELF-CONDEMNATION"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5510<\/b><b> Sir Robert\u2019s Speed Trap<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Sir Robert Watson-Watt, the Scotsman who invented radar, was rewarded $140,000, the highest award ever made for a wartime invention. But while driving in Canada, he was arrested for speeding\u2014caught in a radar trap. He wrote this poem about it:<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-top:0cm;margin-right:0cm;margin-bottom:0cm; margin-left:18.0pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Pity Sir Robert Watson-Watt, <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-top:0cm;margin-right:0cm;margin-bottom:0cm; margin-left:18.0pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Strange target of his radar plot, <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-top:0cm;margin-right:0cm;margin-bottom:0cm; margin-left:18.0pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;line-height:normal'>And thus, with others I could mention, <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-top:0cm;margin-right:0cm;margin-bottom:0cm; margin-left:18.0pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;line-height:normal'>A victim of his own invention. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5511<\/b><b> When Judge Steps Down<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>In cross-examining his opponent in Romans 2 the Apostle Paul silences him with the verdict: \u201cTherefore thou art inexcusable, O man, whosoever thou art that judgest: for wherein thou judgest another, thou condemnest thyself; for thou that judgest doest the same things\u201d (v. 1). <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Early in 1975 Municipal Judge E. W. Thompson of Sulphur, La., apologized for arriving at court ten minutes late and explained that a policeman had caught him driving 42 miles an hour in a 30-mile zone. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>When his own case later came up on the docket, he stepped down from the bench, stood before it, and pleaded guilty. Then he sentenced himself to a fine of $17.50. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'><i>\u2014Prairie Overcomer<\/i><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5512<\/b><b> Laughter In Hell<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Asa Keys, a former district attorney of Los Angeles County, was convicted of conspiracy to obstruct justice. He was sentenced to serve a term in San Quentin prison. When the inmates of the prison heard of his conviction and sentence, they laughed long and sardonically\u2014he had prosecuted some two thousand of those men! Hell will be something like this as relates to the attitude of its occupants toward one another. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'><i>\u2014King\u2019s Business<\/i><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5513<\/b><b> His Left Hand Comes Up<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>A man named Patch having been charged with murder, his solicitor carefully examined the premises and situation, and came to the conclusion that the murderer must have been a left-handed man. The solicitor informed Sergeant Best, in consultation, that he had noticed Patch, when taking his dinner, using his knife with the left hand. In a conference before the trial, the sergeant pressed the prisoner to say whether he was not left-handed, but he protested he was not. When the prisoner was arraigned at the bar on the day of trial and was called on to plead, he answered, \u201cNot guilty,\u201d and at once, of course unconsciously, held up his left hand. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'><i>\u2014Curiosities<\/i><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5514<\/b><b> Punishing The Russian Architect <\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>A Russian architect forgot to design an elevator in a twelve-story apartment house. Charged with negligence, he was given a punishment to fit the crime. The court ordered him to live in the twelfth-floor apartment. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5515<\/b><b> Contractor\u2019s Prison<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Not long after a wealthy contractor had finished the building of the Tombs in New York, he himself was a prisoner in it. In his prosperous years he had done business of a half-million a year. At one time, however, he was short on cash; he forged a note for $2,000. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>When detected and convicted, he was sentenced to several years in the prison he had built, his last large contract. As he was escorted into the prison of his own making, he said:<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>\u201cI never dreamed when I built this prison that I would be an inmate one day. But here I am. It is hard luck.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5516<\/b><b> His Unbreakable Chains<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>In the Middle Ages a smith was imprisoned for some crimes, and was chained to prevent his escape. Owing to his having made chains, he began to examine with anxious interest those that bound him. His experience taught him that usually there is a flaw in a chain, and he hoped to discover one in order to escape from bondage. But suddenly he found on the chains some marks which proved that they were of his own making, and he had always cherished the reputation of making flawless, unbreakable chains. The unhappy prisoner immediately gave up hope of ever being able to get free. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5517<\/b><b> Safety Man Down The Stairs<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Falling down a flight of stairs caused a middle-aged Kansas City man not only a broken ankle but also an acute case of embarrassment. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>As a judge in a Cub Scout safety poster contest, he had just selected the winning entry. It had read: \u201cAlways watch your step while walking on stairs.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5518<\/b><b> Bozo\u2019s Neglecting Own Advice<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Bozo, the noted clown of Ringling Brothers and Barnum and Bailey, spent his later years performing for the American Cancer Society. He said: \u201cI guess I\u2019ve made a million people laugh.\u201d His customary close of a show would be \u201cBye, bye now \u2026 and be sure to have your doctor check you for cancer.\u201d He knew the warning could mean their life, or death. But he fell ill himself and learned at his first checkup that he was hopelessly beyond help\u2014with cancer. His own advice he had neglected. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'><i>\u2014Prairie Overcomer<\/i><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5519<\/b><b> Man Couldn\u2019t Recover Own Body<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>While desperately in need of money in 1890, a Stockholm man sold the ownership of his body after death to the Royal Swedish Institute for dissecting purposes. Twenty years later, he inherited a fortune and, being unable to buy back his contract, sued the organization for it. The Institute not only successfully defended its position, but requested and was awarded damages for two of the man\u2019s teeth which had been extracted without its permission. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'>\u2014Selected<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5520<\/b><b> Use Of Berlitz Name<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Many years ago the Berlitz family founded the language schools which are now famous around the world. They were purchased by the Crowell-Collier Publishing House which now operates the Berlitz School of Languages of America, Inc. The Berlitz family is no longer involved. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Now there is litigation between the publisher and the grandson of the founder over whether he can use his own name as a self-employed writer and travel expert. The litigation even involves the use of the Berlitz name by Mr. B. and the children. The publisher contends that Mr. B. cannot write about language under his own name without being guilty of unfair practices. The name, the publisher claims, \u201chas become a unique and valuable property\u201d owned by us. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>The episode is not funny to either party. Mr. B. contends that a name cannot be bought. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5521<\/b><b> Boxer Knocks Himself Out<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>In the early \u201930s, Louisiana State University had a six-foot-five heavyweight boxer, named C. D. Blaylock, who had an extremely long reach. In one meet he was fighting a stocky opponent from Mississippi State. During the second round, Blaylock wound up with a roundhouse right that was labeled knockout if it landed. To avoid the blow, the Mississippi State heavy stepped in close, and his head hit Blaylock\u2019s right elbow. This acted as a lever and added power to the fist, which completely circled the shorter man\u2019s head, ending up on Blaylock\u2019s own jaw. Stunned by his own blow, the fighter grasped the rope and started groggily round the ring, then collapsed. He had knocked himself out. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'>\u2014Collier\u2019s<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5522<\/b><b> Those Wrong Cigars<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Edison was a heavy smoker, and he was annoyed to find that his friends helped themselves liberally to his expensive Havana cigars. He decided to play a trick on them. He had a tobacconist construct a lot of cigars made entirely of cabbage leaves and brown paper wrappings. He left these on his desk and, a day later, departed for a short trip. When he returned, his Havanas started disappearing again. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>\u201cBut what did you do with those-er-new cigars I ordered?\u201d Edison asked his secretary. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>\u201cOh, those,\u201d said his secretary. \u201cI took it for granted that those were something special. So I put that box in your suitcase.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>\u201cMy God!\u201d exclaimed Edison. \u201cYou mean to say that I smoked every one of those things myself!\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5523<\/b><b> Manila\u2019s Investigate Boomerang<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>A businessman fell very much in love with a young hostess in one of the swanky restaurants on the Escolta in Manila. Determined to marry her, the businessman felt that he owed it to himself to make sure that the girl that he was marrying would not be a liability to his business. Hence, he hired two private detectives to dig into her past. When the reports were submitted after almost a month of sleuthing, she was given a clean bill by the two \u201cprivate eyes.\u201d They concluded that \u201cher past and present activities are beyond reproach.\u201d There was, however, one hint of scandal in that \u201cin recent months she has been in association with a businessman of unsavory reputation.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'>\u2014Selected<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5524<\/b><b> Mexican President Self-Destructs<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>The president of Mexico was once his own worse enemy! In the early 19th century, President Comonfort of Mexico, for reasons unknown, headed a rebellion against himself during the second year of his presidency. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>He succeeded beyond his expectations, resulting in his own overthrow and exile. He died 5 years later in an alien land. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5525<\/b><b> A Church Collapses<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>A couple of years ago I read the story in the <i>Oregonian<\/i>, Portland\u2019s morning newspaper, of a man who had built a Roman Catholic Church in Mexico. He used inferior materials in order to make more money. At the dedication of the building, the roof collapsed, killing many of the worshipers including the contractor\u2019s brother who was the priest at the church. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'><i>\u2014Minister\u2019s Research Service<\/i><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5526<\/b><b> Hollywood Play Becomes Real<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Hollywood (UPI)\u2014A Hollywood monster nearly scared himself to death one night. Kuldeep Singh, 30, usually gets paid to jump out of dark shadows and scare patrons of the Hollywood wax museum. What Singh didn\u2019t count on, however, was that two of those patrons were police officers in search of a burglary suspect. As Singh jumped out of the shadows, Officer Douglas E. Elder pulled out his service revolver and was about to shoot. But Elder\u2019s gun accidentally discharged and the bullet struck the floor. Elder and his partner, Officer James E. Heintman, later found out the robbery call was a false alarm. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5527<\/b><b> Heart Specialists\u2019 Heart Exam<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Some years ago, during the annual convention of the American Medical Association, a small group of doctors were listening to a lecture on a highly-specialized facet of their task as \u201cheart men.\u201d The lecturer asked how many of them had had a heart examination in the previous twelve months. If <i>Time\u2019s<\/i> reporter can be relied on, not a man was able to lift his hand! <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5528<\/b><b> The Girl Recovered\u2014He Didn\u2019t<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Here was the weirdest shocker the news had brought in in a long time. In Canada, at Sudbury, Ontario, John Basok, a sectionhand, wanted to dance. He asked a waitress in the place of entertainment. She refused. Whereupon the sectionhand whipped out a gun and opened fired, shooting the waitress five times. She fell to the floor. The sectionhand, dashing to escape, stumbled over her\u2014and broke his neck. The girl, badly wounded, recovered. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'>\u2014Selected<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5529<\/b><b> Ship Without The Bell<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Robert Southey has a poem about the Inchcape Bell. It was a bell buoy located off a dangerous shore of Scotland. In a drunken spree a wild captain of a ship determined to harass and worry the people of the harbor. He cut the bell from its moorings and it sank into the depths of the sea. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Sometime later the ship of that same captain was caught in a storm in that area. In vain his men listened for the guiding sound of that bell, but they could not hear it. It was deep down in the depths. As a result the ship went down with its entire crew. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5530<\/b><b> Miser Viewing His Own Worth<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>One day a rich Greenock merchant, walking along the quays, incautiously missed his footing and fell into the Clyde. He would have been drowned but for the bravery of a poor man, who leaped in after him and rescued him from immediate death. The millionaire, after coming to himself, and knowing what he owed to his deliverer, put his hand into his dripping pocket, and rewarded him with the trifling sum of sixpence! <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>This caused a commotion in the crowd that had now gathered, and language more strong than select was hurled at the merchant of his unheard-of stinginess and he began to sneak off, actually afraid of something worse than hard words. At this stage a stout, broad-shouldered, dark-eyed, noble-looking son of toil came up and asked the cause of the turmoil. On hearing it, with a withering look of contempt at the merchant, he turned to the crowd and said: \u201cMy freens, yere a\u2019 wrang. Let him alane; surely he kens the value o\u2019 his ain worthless life\u2014saxpence\u2014better than only o\u2019 us.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>With a shout of good-natured, but derisive laughter, the crowd dispersed. The speaker was the celebrated Robert Burns. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5531<\/b><b> Self-Alarm In California<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>In California, a boy was always eager as a volunteer fireman, always the first one to appear in the station, and even had the fire engine starting when the Chief finally got ready. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>After 16 times of help like this, witnesses saw him dropping a lighted match on dry grass, and then speeding in his car to the fire station. He was charged with arson. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5532<\/b><b> Barlowe\u2019s Medicine<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>When the poet James Whitcomb Riley was young he traveled through the country selling patent medicine. One day he came across a stone on which some zealous Christian had painted the question: \u201cWhat must I do to be saved?\u201d Underneath the question, the mischievous Riley painted, \u201cTake Barlowe\u2019s Stomach Bitters.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Later Riley returned and found a third line had been written underneath his advertisement. It was, \u201cAnd prepare to meet thy God.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5533<\/b><b> Circular Argument For Baker<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>A baker living in a village not far from Quebec bought his butter from a neighboring farmer. One day he became suspicious that the butter was not the same weight, and therefore decided to satisfy himself about it. For several days he weighed the butter, and then found that the rolls of butter that the farmer brought were diminishing in weight. This so angered him that he had the farmer arrested. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>\u201cI assume you have weights,\u201d said the judge. \u201cNo, sir,\u201d replied the farmer. \u201cHow then do you manage to weigh the butter that you sell?\u201d \u201cThat\u2019s easily explained, your honor,\u201d said the farmer. \u201cWhen the baker began buying his butter from me, I thought I\u2019d get my bread from him, and it\u2019s the one-pound loaf I\u2019ve been using as a weight for the butter I sell. If the weight of the butter is wrong, he has himself to blame.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'><i>\u2014Sunday School Chronicle<\/i><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5534<\/b><b> Freezing The Ball<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>The score was 34\u201333 with a minute left to play in an intramural basketball game between the engineering and medical faculties at McGill University. The engineers grabbed the ball and \u201cfroze\u201d it with some deft passwork. Then the final whistle sounded\u2014and they learned they were the team with 33. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'><i>\u2014Canadian Press<\/i><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5535<\/b><b> To Acclaim The \u201cBoston Strangler\u201d<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Without a dissenting vote, the Texas House of Representatives passed a resolution last week praising one Albert DeSalvo for \u201cnoted activities and unconventional techniques involving population control and applied psychology,\u201d which had made him \u201can acknowledged leader in his field.\u201d It also applauded his \u201cdedicated devotion to his work.\u201d Introduced by Representative Tom Moore, Jr., of Waco to demonstrate how thoughtlessly state legislators often vote on obscure and special bills, the resolution honored a man now serving a life sentence for armed robbery and assault\u2014and more commonly known as the self-proclaimed \u201cBoston Strangler.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5536<\/b><b> Invitations Not Mailed<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Oscar Wilde told of his Aunt Jane, who died of mortification when no one came to her grand ball. She died without knowing that she had failed to mail the invitations. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5537<\/b><b> Cool Or Hot Compliment? <\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>A friend of Mildred Miller, Cincinnati <i>Enquirer<\/i> columnist, has been trying for years to break himself of an embarrassing habit of putting his foot in his mouth. One of his recent performances occurred at a dinner. He had it all figured out that a complimentary expression to use on any woman on that hot night was to tell how cool she looked. But when his first opportunity came, he rushed up to an acquaintance and blurted out, \u201cYou don\u2019t look so hot!\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'><i>\u2014Boston Daily Globe<\/i><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5538<\/b><b> Cookbook And Stomach Pump<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>From the Eugene, Ore., <i>Register Guard<\/i>: \u201cThe ladies of the county medical society auxiliary plan to publish a cookbook. Part of the money will go to Sacred Hospital to purchase a stomach pump.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5539<\/b><b> Shoe Sign Helped Lawmen<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>A common shoe in Mexico is simply two straps riveted to a piece of old tire which forms the sole. A notorious fugitive from a jail there was recaptured by lawmen who followed his tracks:<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Goodyear 6.00\u201316 on the left foot, and Firestone 6.70\u201315, right. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'><i>\u2014Holiday<\/i><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5540<\/b><b> Cab Too Speedy<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>A cab driver in Los Angeles received a radio call to pick up a fare at a certain address. Luckily, he happened to be driving past the house as the call came in. The woman who ordered the cab had just hung up the phone when he rang the doorbell. \u201cHow\u2019s this for service?\u201d the driver said with a grin. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>\u201cAnybody who drives as fast as you must, I wouldn\u2019t ride with,\u201d the woman snapped, and slammed the door in the cabbie\u2019s face. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'><i>\u2014Funny, Funny World<\/i><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5541<\/b><b> Those Sandwiches! <\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>It was lunch time. The elderly worker opened his lunch box, looked in and growled, \u201cCheese sandwiches! Cheese sandwiches! Always cheese sandwiches!\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>\u201cWhy don\u2019t you ask your wife to make some other kind?\u201d asked a fellow worker. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>\u201cWife? Who\u2019s married? I make these myself!\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'><i>\u2014Equitable Reserve<\/i><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5542<\/b><b> \u201cYou Forgot Me!\u201d<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Tension mounted as members of the senate committee argued a procedural point. \u201cYou are nothing but a crooked, lying, over- inflated bag of wind,\u201d one committee member fired. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>\u201cAnd you,\u201d said another, \u201care the most consummate, unmitigated jackass that ever lived.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>\u201cGentlemen, gentlemen,\u201d interrupted the chairman. \u201cYou forgot I am present.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'>\u2014Leiberman<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5543<\/b><b> Epigram On Self-Condemnation<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-top:0cm;margin-right:0cm;margin-bottom:0cm; margin-left:18.0pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;line-height:normal'>\u2022&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;As you make your bed, so you must lie on it. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'>\u2014English Proverb<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-top:0cm;margin-right:0cm;margin-bottom:0cm; margin-left:18.0pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;line-height:normal'>\u2022&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;Sheriff addressing a TV audience in a Florida town: \u201cI will wipe out prostitution if I have to tie up all my men to do it.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-top:0cm;margin-right:0cm;margin-bottom:0cm; margin-left:18.0pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;line-height:normal'>\u2022&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A pompous, inflated Congressman once remarked to Horace Greeley: \u201cI am a self-made man.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>To which Greeley replied, \u201cWell, sir, that relieves the Almighty of a great responsibility.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-top:0cm;margin-right:0cm;margin-bottom:0cm; margin-left:18.0pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;line-height:normal'>\u2022&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;In Aberman, Wales, persons living near a plant that makes smokeless fuel have demanded that it be closed because smoke belching from the factory blackens everything in the area. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-top:0cm;margin-right:0cm;margin-bottom:0cm; margin-left:18.0pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;line-height:normal'>\u2022&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;On Station KABL, Oakland, Calif: \u201cAfter this announcement, we will continue with our uninterrupted music.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'>\u2014San Francisco <i>Chronicle<\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>5510 Sir Robert\u2019s Speed Trap Sir Robert Watson-Watt, the Scotsman who invented radar, was rewarded $140,000, the highest award ever made for a wartime invention. But while driving in Canada, he was arrested for speeding\u2014caught in a radar trap. He wrote this poem about it: Pity Sir Robert Watson-Watt, Strange target of his radar plot, &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/self-condemnation\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;SELF-CONDEMNATION&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5274","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-sermons"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5274","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=5274"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5274\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5274"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5274"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5274"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}