Jihad Ain’t Purty
When I was a little girl, I usually spent half my time at Saturday movie matinees with my hands covering my eyes. To this day, I’m apt to cover my eyes when there is a graphic scene in a movie, or even when the background music of the program I’m watching begins to sound sinister. I have hated violence and blood all of my life. | Read More »

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