The post that was quoted here has been removedChristians also routinely have abortions in the US cuz they have adopted their culture over their religions teachings.
Christians like Suzy have no problem voting for people who embrace the systematic extermination of unwanted unborn children.
16 Jun 16
The post that was quoted here has been removedThere are two types of marriages in Pakistan, a 'love', marriage where the participants have a fondness for each other and plan to marry with the consent of their parents and an arranged marriage where they petition their parents to find someone for them to marry and a proposal is made. The boys family visits the house of the intended recipient of his proposal and the lady can either acquiesce or reject his proposal. Both sets of parents also have the right of veto. Even in Europe I suspect the idea of a love marriage is a relatively recent phenomena when marriage was usually entered upon with an understanding that it would bestow some political or economic benefit. This was certainly the case with royalty. Honour killing though is I think foreign to the West and the opposite is infact true, in that if one gives ones daughter in marriage and she is treated badly her father and brothers or other male relatives will come and avenge the dishonourable way in which she has been treated.
The Vulture
King Vallemo was a wise old man.
He married off his daughter in a foreign land.
One day she stood in her bridal gown,
The next in bands of iron bound.
"And why do you do this to me?"
"For you were no maiden when you came to me."
"Oh had I a trusty friend and true
To carry these words to my father now!"
Then the old vulture came to her:
"Let me be your speedy messenger.
"If I could get food for my young from you,
I could be there in an hour or two."
"Then lay your young at my breast, if you will,
So that while you are gone they may eat their fill."
"King Vallemo, here you sit free from sorrow.
Your daughter will burn at the stake tomorrow."
"Fly away, old vulture, as quick as you can -
My daughter has married an honest man."
"If you won't believe what you hear from me
Look here at my claw, I am carrying her key.
" King Vallemo into the stable strode,
Saddled his black horse, and off he rode.
And when they came to the foreign lord's hall
The black horse whinnied high up on the wall.
The black horse lifted his mighty foot
And struck the lord in his cruel heart's root.
Then the king and his daughter sat on the black steed
And rode back home at a gentle speed.