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UPDATE: Officers have arrested a man aged in his 50s at an address in South East London.
He was held on suspicion of encouraging murder and for an offence under the Public Order Act.
He is in custody at a south London police station.
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"Mostly peaceful" in Walthamstow last night. 🥴
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MJTruthUltra
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HOLY SH!T! It’s worse…
Kamala Harris as CA AG was Trying to Seize Undercover Planned Parenthood Videos which Showed they were Selling Baby Organs
• In 2016, California Attorney General Kamala Harris had a meeting with Planned Parenthood officials.
• Two weeks later, Kamala’s state DOJ agents raided David Daleiden's home — looking for THESE NEW VIDEOS
• Dec 3, 2015, Planned Parenthood Affiliates of California told agents that “Planned Parenthood would like the computers used to produce the videos seized.”
—— The CA DOJ complied.
Full Story Here
https://t.co/KikLhddVhR
https://rumble.com/v5a7bxx-kamala-harris-tried-to-seize-undercover-planned-parenthood-videos.html
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My heart shattered 💔
Undercover Video of Top-Level Planned Parenthood ADMITTING to Selling Organs of Babies
Ever wonder why Democrats Support Abortion so Strongly? 💰
🔴 Dr. Ann Schutt-Aine - Chief Medical Officer
—— “every time I do a D&F [Dilation & Extraction], I’m like,
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>owl
and another
https://shop.tesla.com/product/men_s-cybertruck-owl-tee?sku=7654393-00-A
https://www.thestranger.com/features/2015/07/22/22580444/ten-years-later-the-town-of-enumclaw-still-doesnt-want-to-talk-about-you-know-what
Revisiting the Town of the Most Famous Horse Sex Death in Recorded History
Horse fuckers are not easy to detect in a community of horse lovers. Kelly O
Early in the morning of July 2, 2005, an unknown person abandoned a man in the emergency room of the Enumclaw Community Hospital. The man who'd been dropped off did not have a pulse. Attempts to revive him failed. The police were called to investigate the mystery. Video footage revealed the license-plate number of the vehicle that brought the dead man to the hospital. The number led authorities to a farm on a street I am not going to name, a street that ends at the gate of a home. On the other side of the gate is a private road shaded by towering poplars. South of the farm is a field of grass and scrub. In the distance is a flowing glacial river whose course marks the end of King County and the beginning of Pierce County—the White River. Beyond that, the base of the great volcano.
Police soon figured out that the man at the hospital had died after having anal sex with a horse.
Two weeks later, on July 15, 2005, a reporter at the Seattle Times, Jennifer Sullivan, broke the story: "Enumclaw-area animal-sex case investigated."
As Sullivan remembers it now, the spokesperson for the King County Sheriff's Office at the time, John Urquhart, released a "vague press release" about a recent death. "I don't believe the news release said anything about bestiality," Sullivan recalls. So she called Urquhart, and he told her that "a man died while having sex with a horse."
The next day, Sullivan's readers learned about the circumstances of the death, that the King County Medical Examiner's Office had ruled it as accidental, and that the police could not charge anyone involved in the incident because bestiality wasn't illegal in Washington State. Animal abuse was illegal, but it didn't seem to be the case that the horse had been abused. (The goats, chickens, and sheep on the farm were being checked for abuse.) Seattle Times readers also learned that the farm had a reputation on the web as a destination for people whose sexual needs are mostly or only satisfied by livestock. On July 16, Sullivan reported that the police had not only watched multiple videotapes of men fucking horses in a barn, but also a video of the fatal encounter: the unnamed man being mounted and destroyed. Also reported was his age, 45 years old, and the official description of his death: "acute peritonitis due to perforation of the colon."
Eventually, the name of the dead man surfaced, Kenneth Pinyan. As Sullivan tells me, his relatives had tried to suppress it. "I recall meeting with Mr. Pinyan's relatives in a parking lot south of Tacoma one or two days after the initial story ran, and they asked me not to run Pinyan's name in the paper." Sullivan didn't run it, but everyone else did. Also revealed was Pinyan's recent move from Seattle to Oak Harbor, his occupation (an engineer at Boeing), and details about his family life (he was once married and was a father).
Much has changed in the world since Pinyan's painful departure (peritonitis is no picnic), and since my first-ever visit to Enumclaw, which was in 2006, to write about what had happened. We now have laws against bestiality in Washington State. We now have a black president. Our troops in Iraq have come home. We have been through the worst economic collapse since the Great Depression. A tsunami resulted in the meltdown of three nuclear reactors in Japan. Bill Cosby is no longer America's father but an alleged serial rapist. The climate is really changing.
Indeed, that was the first thing that struck me when I reentered Enumclaw last week, after nearly a decade, and drove down the street to the notorious barn. The lush green grass of the past was mostly gone. Much of the fields and lawns and the farm where Pinyan was fatally penetrated are brittle, brown, desiccated.
The highest temperature in Enumclaw on Pinyan's last full day on earth was a very pleasant 64.9 degrees, with a low of 48 degrees. Ten years later, the same date in Enumclaw was a scorching 90 degrees—26 degrees above the historic average for that day—and temperatures remained that high (in the 90s) for days. Had the temperature been as hot on the day Pinyan visited the farm as it was exactly 10 years later, he might not have messed with that deadly horse, known to his sexual admirers as Big Dick. Sex with another human is bad enough in 90-degree heat, but the idea of a whole horse—with its hot hair, steaming sweat, and blasting body heat beating down on your back relentlessly—might have been enough for him to consider another, less thermal distraction that fateful night.
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After admiring for a moment the great clouds that had gathered around the peak of Mount Rainier—the barn where the fucking happened also had a view of this kind of natural beauty—I noticed that Kelly O, the photographer with me, was, in an effort to get better and better pictures, standing on the property once owned by Big Dick's former owners. This made me nervous not because there were warnings about trespassing on this property, but because I fear country people and their guns. Whenever I go to rural America, or places close to it, like Enumclaw, I can't help but feel and fear that every home is owned by a God-loving, tax-hating citizen with an AR-15. For these types of people, the United States only begins where their lawns end. And you best believe that. Registering my concern, Kelly O took a few steps back and resumed taking pictures from the border of the United States of America.
On the property, there used to be a sign with a drawing of a proud and handsome stallion. This is another thing that had changed: Now the sign was white and blank. Someone had painted over it.
Despite that change, and the changes in climate, and the replacement of the old hospital Pinyan was dumped at (Enumclaw Community Hospital) with the newer Franciscan St. Elizabeth Hospital, for the most part, the town was much the same as the last time I saw it. Horses are still very popular here. You find them in fields, lawns, and also art—painted on barn doors, drawn on garages, printed on posters. If you want to really love horses, Enumclaw is still the best of places to go. Indeed, that is the reason I believe the whole town failed to detect the deviations of Pinyan and his friends. Horse fuckers are not easy to detect in a community of horse lovers. Even the owner of the animal that decimated Pinyan's insides had not the faintest idea of what Pinyan and his circle were up to. The neighbors were also as clueless, as I was told by an elderly man in an Enumclaw dive bar.
He was playing a touch-screen game and enjoying a cold beer on the day Kelly O and I arrived last week. He was 78 but looked not a day over 65. He retired years ago. He offered advice about how much money you needed to retire comfortably in Enumclaw. He said his sister lived next to the sex-death barn. "She couldn't believe when she heard it on the news. They were doing that right next to her house and she never saw a thing," he said.
The shock the citizens of Enumclaw experienced upon learning of the horrible things that had been happening right under their noses was of the magnitude you'd expect from people who had been informed that the cows they passed by every day (cows are also in abundance in Enumclaw) were in fact not cows but area grandparents who had been transformed into that appearance by the spell of some wicked witch.
Also still open in Enumclaw after all of these years: Mike's Western Suppliers and CL Western Apparel on 436th Street (family owned since 1983) and the Branding Iron Cafe, also on 436th Street, which serves coffee and hearty dishes to the men and women buying and selling cows and horses in the Enumclaw Sales Pavilion. Pinyan came here numerous times with his circle on Saturdays, when the place was open between 8 a.m. and 4 p.m., and on Horse Sale Sundays, when the cafe closed only when the last horse sale was over. When I visited the place in 2006, it was busy with people eating American foods, whose fried smells mingled with the pungent smell of horse piss. I talked with the waitress about Pinyan and the alleged leader of the barn crew, and she told me people were mighty angry at them. They brought a bad light to the close relationship many had with their animals.
When I walked into the Branding Iron Cafe 10 years later, I was surprised to find that the place was closed and no one was working (I'd forgotten it's open only on Saturdays and some Sundays), but its doors were not locked. Bright summer light streamed through the windows and illuminated the drawings of horses and pictures of John Wayne on the wood-panel walls. The models of horse-drawn carriages on wall shelves seemed ghostly in this midafternoon emptiness. I could not help but feel the decade-old after-presence of those horse fuckers in the midst of this horse heaven for horse dealers.
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I later called the Branding Iron Cafe on one of the five days it is open during the month. The phone rang until a message machine informed me it was full and that I should have a nice day. Was the business dead? I called the main office of the Enumclaw Sales Pavilion, which houses the Branding Iron, and this time a person answered. It was a young woman.
I explained that I had first visited the place not long after the horse-fucking incident in 2005 and had also stopped by there a few days ago in the hope of learning how the town was coping after all of this time. The most accurate temperature of the town, I believe, is to be taken at Branding Iron Cafe. Had Enumclaw recovered? Was the dirty death still a big deal? Had the anger of the equestrians not cooled? To my surprise, the young woman did not know what I was talking about. "What do you mean?" she said.
I jogged her young memory: Pinyan was the man who got fucked to death by a horse at a farm not far from the cafe.
"Yes, right. That guy."
I asked if the town still talked about him.
"No. It doesn't."
"Are you certain?"
"Yes, I am."
"No one mentions it?"
"No one talks about it, yes."
"So the town has moved on?"
"It has."
"You have never heard anyone discussing it in the cafe?"
"No one."
"The horse dealers, while buying horses at the auction?"
"Nope."
"You do not talk about it?"
"I don't. I have never talked about it with anyone."
"Is the breakfast good at the cafe?"
"Yes, it is."
What surprised me was how calm and unmoved the Pavilion employee sounded. My interest in the lurid matter had no effect. Her wall of defense was so secure and uniform. She kept the same tone and was of one mind.
This hard attitude, this implacability, was not exceptional. I also noticed it in the hospital administrator I spoke with last week. I was trying to confirm if the hospital was the place Pinyan was dumped in 2005—I could see that something about the building was different. The administrator told me she had never heard of Pinyan. I also jogged her memory: "He is the guy who died because a horse penetrated his anus." The jogging went nowhere. She refused to recognize the world-famous incident. All she would tell me is that anyone who died in 2005 did not do so in this hospital. St. Elizabeth Hospital, she informed me, opened in 2011. The other one, Enumclaw Community Hospital, closed the same year and used to be across the street. Anyone who died in a hospital in 2005 died there. As for Pinyan's records, I could not obtain them because he was not a criminal. He obeyed the laws of the state as they existed then.
While leaving the Branding Iron Cafe, I passed the notice board outside, where I was informed that a horse was missing. Back in Seattle, cats and dogs are the kind of pets that appear on missing flyers. And with good reason: They are not big, but the city they live in is. An entire lifetime can be spent in Seattle without ever seeing a flyer for a missing horse, but out here on the perimeter, it takes only a day's stroll to come across one. Yes, a whole horse had vanished without a trace. The owner, a woman who lives in Elbe, said on the flyer that the animal, which was 5 years old when Pinyan died, disappeared in the wilderness. The owner is hoping that someone in Enumclaw, a horse-loving town, has seen the massive thing. His name is Dino. He has four white socks.
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With the region's economy heating up again, hints of gentrification can be found in Enumclaw's main street area, such as a "modern-day general store and coffee house," Plateau Wines, and so on. And there are lots of developments in the pipeline. But for the most part, the main street has remained intact and would be instantly recognized by Pinyan if he returned to haunt the place. The traffic is still sleepy. The occasional cowboy crosses Railroad Street with the old folks who moved here to make financial sense of their retirement packages. One of these fine Enumclawians must once in a while think about Pinyan. He was a big deal.
"The town wants to forget all that," said the elderly man I met in the dive bar. And even he had forgotten about the incident. He was completely confused when I first brought it up. I had to jog his memory also: "You know, the guy who died getting fucked in the ass by a horse."
This time there was success: "Ahh, right. That guy. Wow."
The conversation along these lines was not long. The old man wanted to talk about other things, about the increasing number of Microsoft retirees settling in town and his hope that developers would build a huge apartment complex just east of Enumclaw.
If the ghost of Pinyan were to haunt any part of his last world, I'm sure it would be the street where the barn still stands. I can easily picture him at night drifting up and down the street and also circling the sign that's now painted ghostly white but once had a drawing of a proud-headed stallion. As Pinyan circled the empty sign, his barely perceptible presence might be detected by a super-sensitive dog in a nearby yard that flies the American flag. The dog erupts in barks. Its alarmed owner looks out of a home window and finds nothing but summer air. The hound is ordered to quiet down. The curtains are closed.
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,more sauce;
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Enumclaw_horse_sex_case
The Enumclaw horse sex case was a series of incidents in 2005 involving Kenneth D. Pinyan,[2][3] an engineer who worked for Boeing and resided in Gig Harbor, Washington; James Michael Tait, a truck driver; Douglas Spink; and other unidentified men. Pinyan and Tait filmed and distributed zoophilic pornography of Pinyan sexually abusing a stallion under the alias "Mr. Hands".[4][5] After engaging in this activity on multiple occasions over an unknown span of time, Pinyan received fatal internal injuries in one such incident.
The story was reported in The Seattle Times and was one of that paper's most read stories of 2005.[6][7] Pinyan's death rapidly prompted the enactment of a bill by the Washington State Legislature that prohibits both sex with animals and the videotaping of such an act. Under current Washington law, bestiality is now a Class C felony punishable by up to five years in prison.[8]
As bestiality was legal in Washington state at the time, Tait was instead convicted of trespassing and was sentenced to a one-year suspended sentence.
In the 1970s, many statutes that had criminalized certain sex acts in various U.S. states were repealed, largely since they had criminalized some consensual sex acts between adults that were no longer considered appropriate to forbid (e.g., criminalizing all oral and anal sex).[9][10] In Washington state, a law was repealed on July 1, 1976, that had said:
Every person who shall carnally know in any manner any animal or bird, or who shall carnally know any male or female person by the anus or with the mouth or tongue; or who shall voluntarily submit to such knowledge; or who shall attempt sexual intercourse with a dead body, shall be guilty of sodomy…
— 9.79.100 of the 1974 Revised Code of Washington[11]
An effect of the repeal was that bestiality became legal in the state of Washington.
Kenneth Pinyan had worked for Boeing for eight years.[2] He had previously been married to a woman and had children with her. He had moved from Seattle to Oak Harbor, Washington.[12] Pinyan had been building a new house and a barn that he planned to keep a horse in, along the Key Peninsula Highway in Gig Harbor, Washington. He was about to begin making payments on the property's mortgage.[2]
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Pinyan had previously lost the ability to experience certain sensations after a motorcycle accident, and he had begun to seek out increasingly extreme sexual acts such as insertion of extremely large dildos, fisting, and receptive anal sex with horses. In the early 2000s, he found a group of men online, nicknamed "zoos", who began meeting at a farm in an unincorporated area of King County, Washington, for communal weekends. The group filmed one another being anally penetrated by horses and sometimes engaged in sex with each other afterwards (which was also filmed), and posted the videos online. According to Charles Mudede, co-writer of the 2007 documentary film Zoo, the men trained the horses to penetrate them by stripping, applying a horse breeding pheromone, and bending over.[1] In 2015, Mudede wrote that the men had a sexual fixation on large penises "that may have had nothing to do with horses".[1] He also believed Pinyan did not truly love horses and was not a true zoophile,[1] although Pinyan had a cast created of the penis of his favorite horse, Strut.[13][14]
Pinyan's death
Kenneth D. Pinyan
The incident that killed Pinyan occurred at a 40-acre (16 ha) farm located in an unincorporated area in King County, Washington,[15][16] 5 miles (8.0 km) northwest of the city of Enumclaw.[15] Sgt. John Urquhart of the Sheriff's Office said that "typically", men were penetrating a horse whose name was not publicly disclosed on the property of James Michael Tait, a truck driver who lived in a trailer next to the farm, "but on this particular night it is my understanding that horse wasn't particularly receptive".[17] Pinyan, Tait, and a third unidentified man snuck into the barn of the Southeast 444th Street farm that night. Either Pinyan or the unidentified man recorded Tait being anally penetrated by a stallion the men had referred to as "Big Dick". After finishing, Tait then filmed Pinyan being anally penetrated by the same horse. During this incident, Pinyan sustained internal injuries including a perforated colon.[2][17]
On July 2, 2005, Douglas Spink dropped Pinyan off at the Enumclaw Community Hospital.[15][18] Medical staff wheeled Pinyan into an examination room before realizing he was dead.[15] According to the Medical Examiner's Office, Pinyan, 45, "died of acute peritonitis due to perforation of the colon",[15] and the death was ruled accidental.[19]
Investigation
After Pinyan died, the authorities used his driver's license to find acquaintances and relatives. Earlier news reports stated that the authorities had used surveillance camera footage to track down Pinyan's companion. Using the contacts, the authorities found the farm where the incident occurred. The police tracked down the rural Enumclaw-area farm, which was known in zoophile chat rooms as a destination for people wanting to have sex with livestock, and seized 100 VHS tapes and DVDs amounting to hundreds of hours of video of men engaging in bestiality. One of the videotapes featured Kenneth Pinyan shortly before he died on July 2.[15][17]
Prosecutors later determined that the horse had not been injured.[16][20]
It was only after Pinyan died, when law enforcement looked for one way to punish his associates, that the legality of bestiality in Washington State became an issue […] The prosecutor's office wanted to charge Tait with animal abuse, but the police found no evidence of abused animals on the many videotapes they collected from his home. As there was no law against humanely fucking a horse, the prosecutors could only charge Tait with trespassing.
— Charles Mudede, The Stranger[2]
The prosecutor's office says no animal cruelty charges were filed because there was no evidence of injury to the horses.
— Associated Press in The Seattle Times[21]
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Media reporting
Jennifer Sullivan, a Seattle Times staff reporter, said that originally the King County Sheriff's Department did not expect the local newspapers to report on the event because of its gruesome nature. However, after an Associated Press report stated that the farm where the event occurred attracted a significant number of people who sought to partake in bestiality, the Times decided that it needed to write articles about the case as multiple people were involved.[22]
Criminal charges, guilty plea, and sentencing
The videographer in the case, 54-year-old James Michael Tait,[16] was charged with criminal trespass in the first degree – the owners of the farm, a third party, were not aware that the men had entered the property to engage in bestiality. The third man was not charged since he was not visible in the videos seized by investigators.[2] On November 29, 2005, Tait entered an Alford plea, a form of guilty plea in which the accused maintains that they are factually innocent but acknowledges that the evidence would likely lead to conviction and thus accept being convicted.[23] Judge David Christie gave him a suspended one-year sentence, a $300 fine, one day of community service, and ordered Tait never to visit the farm again.[2]
Aftermath
Charles Mudede wrote that at the time of the incident that the residents of Enumclaw were shocked and angered by the event. In 2015, ten years after the incident, he wrote that Enumclaw residents were still unwilling to acknowledge what had happened.[12]
"2 Guys 1 Horse"
After Pinyan's death, a video circulated on the Internet of Kenneth Pinyan receiving anal penetration from a horse. The video was nicknamed "Mr. Hands" or "2 Guys 1 Horse". The video, intended originally to sexually gratify the viewer, became one of the Internet's first viral shock videos and was featured in the documentary Zoo.[1][24][25] On his podcast The Joe Rogan Experience, Joe Rogan showed the video to two guests, Iliza Shlesinger and Josh Zepps, on two separate episodes.[26][27]
Zoo
Main article: Zoo (2007 film)
A documentary of the life and death of Pinyan, and the lives led by those who came to the farm near Enumclaw, debuted at the 2007 Sundance Film Festival under the title Zoo. It was one of 16 winners out of 856 candidates for the festival,[28] and played at numerous regional festivals in the U.S. thereafter.[29] Following Sundance, it was also selected as one of the top five American films to be presented at the prestigious Directors Fortnight sidebar at the 2007 Cannes Film Festival.[30][31]
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James Michael Tait and later events of 2009–2010
Some time after the events in Washington, James Michael Tait moved to Maury County, Tennessee, onto a farm owned by a man named Kenny Thomason housing horses, pigs, goats and dogs. On October 13, 2009, a woman associated with them, Christy D. Morris, was arrested and charged with three counts of animal cruelty.[32] Two days later, an anonymous person e-mailed investigators a photo of a man sexually abusing a Shetland pony from Thomason's farm; Tait and Thomason were arrested that same day. Tait was charged with three counts of felony animal cruelty, while Thomason was charged with two. According to Tait's arrest warrant, he had been engaging in sex acts with a stud horse over a span of several months. Tait and Thomason admitted to engaging in sex acts with a horse.[33][34] In January 2010, Tait pleaded guilty in a Tennessee court to engaging in sexual acts with animals and was placed on probation.[35]
Section 16.52.205 of the Revised Code of Washington
After Pinyan died, a Washington state senator, Pam Roach, crafted a bill to ban bestiality in Washington State.[22] Senate Bill 6417, which made bestiality a Class C felony, passed on February 11, 2006. Mudede wrote "It was an almost comically easy law to pass";[2] bestiality had little political support in Washington and no group in the state actively advocated for bestiality to be legal.[2] Mudede wrote that reading RCW 16.52.205 was "very much like reading hardcore porn".[2] The law prohibits "videotap[ing] a person engaged in a sexual act or sexual contact with an animal" that is "either alive or dead". Because of the provision against videotaping, Mudede stated that the law "points an angry finger directly at James Tait."[2] In 2015, Mudede said that he was unaware of any bestiality arrests in Washington since the Pinyan incident.[1]
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> fake and ghey
Nope.
"Pinyan and Tait filmed and distributed zoophilic pornography of Pinyan sexually abusing a stallion under the alias "Mr. Hands"."
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Enumclaw_horse_sex_case
7 People Who Took Animals for Lovers
May 20, 2010
http://www.popcrunch.com/7-people-who-took-animals-for-lovers/
https://web.archive.org/web/20180926001255/http://www.popcrunch.com/7-people-who-took-animals-for-lovers/
Horse Riding Mr Hands, Washington
In 2005, Kenneth Pinyan came to ignominious fame at the last when he died shortly after being anonymously dropped at an emergency room in rural Washington. The cause of death: a perforated colon. Police investigating the case followed clues like hoof prints to a nearby horse farm, where they found bucket loads of videos of the 45-year old Boeing engineer and others being ridden by Arabian stallions.Pinyan had been distributing the home made horse porn under the name Mr Hands. Because bestiality wasn’t illegal in Washington State at the time, no charges were filed, but the scandal soon changed that with a bill passed banning sex with animals and its videotaping. There were few naysayers.
voting is in the bible? That is the only Plan IMHO. And in that Plan, shit gets a LOT worse before it gets worse. Then everything changes in the blink of an eye.
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Yes.
Qorintiyim Aleph (1 Corinthians) 15:52 (TS2009)
in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet shall sound, and the dead shall be raised incorruptible, and we shall be changed.
Sounds prideful. jus sayin. We serve truth and the Father, not hopes of being remembered. At least this anon does.