Thanks for checking out this video. So this is one of my kind of opinion videos where it's a little more off the cuff, although for this one in particular I did put some thought into it ahead of time because I needed to pick out some films. So obviously this is where I'm going to be talking about briefly five amazing horror films that I may never watch again. And I'm not just going to name them, I'm going to tell you why I may never watch them again. Now it's not a definitive, I could potentially watch them again in the future, but at the moment I kind of feel like I don't necessarily have a desire to watch them again and I will get into the reason why, even though they are amazing films. And these are not in any particular order. It's just five of the ones that I can definitely think of. So the first one I put down was the film Martyrs, the original French version, not the American remake. I never watched the American remake. I heard it's not very good, especially in comparison to the original film. I actually do own Martyrs back here. I had bought it on a whim. I had heard crazy things about it and just straight up bought it on DVD. So gives you an idea of when I bought it. It was a long time ago. But the reason I may never watch this film again, even though it is a phenomenally done film, is the brutality. It is a very brutal, very intense film like Pascal Lagier does. He also has a very similar feel in his film Incident in a Ghostland, which I think is still on the shutter streaming service. If you have interest in checking that out. But Martyrs is just so brutal and so violent that I remember the first time I watched it, which was the only time I've watched it actually thinking, oh my gosh, if if this brutality is not for something, if this isn't really going to an actual purpose in the end of the film, I'm going to be really pissed off at this film because it's almost too much. So for that reason, just the intensity of the brutality and everything. I it is a film I may never watch again, although I say that. But then some people might want me to review it. So then maybe I would watch it maybe one more time, but not really interested because I don't know, I feel like you have to be in the kind of right mindset to handle something like that. And I don't know if I feel like I'm ever really in that mindset. I don't know. But I'd love to hear other people's opinions on the film. Another film is The Lighthouse. That's the A24 film with Willem Dafoe and Robert Pattinson. Wonderful film, amazing film, loved watching it the first time. Now, I know some people may be like, I don't really want to watch it again because it's in black and white because I know some people like that. But no, that's not it. For me, it's the way the intensity of the film and the craziness of the film just continually kind of slowly ratchets up. It feels so unhinged. It feels so out of control and so weird that another one of those things like you have to be in the right headspace for the film. And I just don't know if I'm ever going to be in that headspace to handle that film again, because now I obviously know what the film is like. So yeah, anytime you were revisiting a film like that, you kind of think to yourself, do I want to watch this film right now because I know what it's like and it's crazy and it's unhinged and it just keeps building and I just don't see myself going back to the lighthouse for that reason. So that leads me to my third one, which is Hereditary. Once again, wonderful film, saw this one in the theater. Tony Colette's performance, amazing. I actually love Ari Aster and I look forward to everything that Ari Aster is going to be putting out, loved Midsommar as well. And Hereditary was phenomenally blew me away in the theater, even though after after I was done watching it, I heard a lot of people getting up and leaving saying that sucked.  And I'm like, what do we watch the same film? I love this. So I understand some people really hate the film, but I thought it was amazing. I love the types of films that just lead you leave you kind of breadcrumbs. And then when you're done, you have to kind of put everything together like a puzzle and figure out what's really going on here. And I love how they did that with Hereditary. Now, the reason I may never watch Hereditary again is the intensity kind of like martyrs, not for the brutality like for martyrs, but the intensity in Hereditary. I don't have a big problem with, you know, the gore or the kills in the film. It's just there's this huge intensity to the film that just keeps going and going and going and you feel it. Now, it's because of the performances. It's because of the way everything's written and it's because of the music and the way it's shot as well. Just every aspect of it just makes you feel the stress and intensity as the film goes on until that big finish. And once again, I just don't know if I'm going to be in that situation that I'll feel like handling something like that again. It's it's a lot to go through like it was the first time I saw it. But yeah, it's a phenomenal film. I just don't know if I'm going to be doing that. Now, the fourth one is The Killing of a Sacred Deer, another A24 film with Colin Farrell in it. And I think Nicole Kidman is also in it, but wonderful film amazingly done once again. But it's so odd like everything feels detached in the film. All the characters feel very detached from one another. They don't feel very human. So that's kind of a weird thing that is hard to enjoy at times. But my biggest reason is it just has this very unsettling feeling throughout the entire film. And once again, it's it's another one of those things where it's like, I'm not sure if I see myself being in the headspace where I feel like I could handle that again of just feeling unsettled for the one and a half hour or so the film is. They did an amazing job. I think it was Lanthimos, Yorgos Lanthimos, who did that film, did an amazing job of just keeping it very unsettling for the entire portion of the runtime. It's it's kind of hard to figure out how that was achieved because it's done in many ways, ways, I think, part of what I was saying about the characters not feeling very human and feeling very detached, kind of emotionally from everything, but it's also the actions in the film and the idea behind what's going on, the music, filmmaking, all that stuff. So I just don't know if I see myself in that in that headspace yet again. So that's why killing of the sacred deer may never happen for me again. And that leads me to my final one, which is the Exorcist, the original The Exorcist. Now, this is not one that I put on the list because I feel like, oh, it's too scary, it's too intense, it's too brutal or anything like that. It's because I don't like William Friedkin. I watched The Exorcist once a long time ago just to make sure that I've seen it wonderful film, amazing film. I think a lot of people agree on that, the majority of people agree on that. But I think William Friedkin is a horrible human. This is just based on my personal opinion. I've talked to someone else in the horror community who is known, who also kind of alluded to Friedkin not being a very good person in person. Sorry to say person numerous times. But one of the big things that really that really sealed this for me that I don't want to watch The Exorcist again was the documentary about The Exorcist. It's actually, it's the one that's on shutter, it's Leap of Faith. William Friedkin on The Exorcist, where he just, you know, kind of verbally masturbates the whole time about what a wonderful human being he is and how he's the most amazing person for doing The Exorcist. And then he talks a lot of crap about other people in his film Life and other people who worked on The Exorcist and seems to be kind of proud of some terrible things that he did to people and the way he treated people on the set. The other thing is a lot of people probably know that Linda Blair was legitimately injured because they went over the top with scenes they were doing with her. And Friedkin really has seemed to not really care about that. He also talks in that documentary about other not very nice things that he had said has said and done to people, especially when making that film. And he's not a good person. So I don't really feel a need to watch The Exorcist again, because I feel like if I'm watching it, I'm just going to be remembering that documentary and how terrible of a person he is and how Linda Blair was legitimately injured during the filming. So that's kind of my reason for not feeling like I'm going to watch The Exorcist again. But yeah, but I am very curious, you know, obviously that finishes my list. I'm very curious to find out if there are any films for people out there that fit in this category for you. Are there any films you're like, wow, that's a phenomenal film, but I don't think I'll ever watch it again. Now, maybe it's for certain reasons, because I know for me that it'll be a situation where there are probably a lot of amazing films that I might not ever watch again just because I keep wanting to watch new films. So I mean, just may never get around to it, even though I may want to at some point. But maybe for you, there is something out there. Maybe there's nothing. And there are also films that I have not seen before that I've heard are pretty intense and crazy that I know if I watched them once, I probably would not want to watch them again. So they would end up on my list instead of some other ones on there. Like I've never seen a Serbian film. I know for a fact, I probably would not want to watch that again. I've never watched Cannibal Holocaust. I know for a fact, if I watched the unsanitized version, I would probably never want to watch that again. I don't even want to watch either of those two films a first time. I don't have a desire. So but go ahead and put it in the comments. Are there any films that you think are amazing, but you don't think you'll ever watch them again? And tell me why I'm very, very interested, or maybe you're one of those people who can comment and say, you know what, I would watch anything again. And I'm down with that. So especially if it's an amazing film. 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The story of dr. Kildare Whatsoever house I enter there will I go for the benefit of the sick what's a lot of things? I see or hear concerning the life of the man I will keep silence there on counting such things to be held as safe with the trust I will exercise my art solely for the cure The story of dr. Kildare starring Lou Ayres and Lionel Barramore Metro-Goldwyn-Mayer brought you those famous motion pictures now this exciting heartwarming series is heard on radio In just a moment the story of dr. Kildare But first your answer Take a look at the road map in the glove compartment. We get up to gee I think we turn off at a side road soon side road. Mm-hmm.  I'll stop mine vacation.  Oh, I'm sorry dr. G But we'll be out of the heat in another hour or so we've been 40 miles of place Yeah, if you were a sailor instead of a doctor, you'd be the type that hires a rowboat on leave I thought this was a vacation. It is but I do want to see the new sanitarium and so do you I See Here's the last time we passed through. Huh? We must be about here on the map And here's the turnoff we want about six miles farther. I'd well. Let's go. Let's go I'm cooked half through. I should be well done by the time we get there Jimmy what's the matter with you? No, no, I just feel a little dizzy Nauseated Jimmy you're sick. Oh, no, no, it's just the heat. That's all and it is not Same thing happened yesterday when we were coming through the mountains wasn't hot up there. All right It is passing away now. You better let me drive the rest. Oh, no one slide over I'll come around Better get some rest when we reach the sanitarium. I'm gonna give you a good going over and find out what's wrong with you I'm all right. I tell you I'll feel fine by the time we get there Anybody here Jimmy? No, no, it's Sunday and that explains why the workmen aren't around but Dr. Simmons should be here This is his baby place is almost complete. Yeah, looks like it'll be ready for use in another few weeks Just a matter of general finishing and installing of equipment. Dr. Simmons must be around Hello, hello anybody here This is a surprise Dr. Simmons. Oh Simmons. What brings you here? Well theoretically we're on a vacation But Kildare's been snooping into your letters to me. Oh, so we brought me here for a cook's tour of the place Well, he never had a better idea Are you looking fine Leonard? Just keep going, don't you like the old man of the sea the old man of the sea You know you could use a sea around this desert You wouldn't say that if you'd ever seen one of our flash floods How are you Jimmy? Just fine Dr. Simmons. Famous last words. Just look at him and you can see how fine he is Right Jimmy, you don't look well. No, don't you start to. I've been working hard. That's all the trip has been exhausting Now what we're going to talk about the state of my health or are you going to show us what we drove? 2,000 miles to see. Don't worry. You're going to see every inch of it over and over again This is one dream that I want to share. Come on When will you be ready for patience? About 15th the next month. That's when the staff will come in The equipment is stored in those rooms to the left. It's a matter of setting up shop when the glass work and the windows are finished Mm-hmm. Yeah, let me show you this through here Well, what do you think? Simmons I'd say that this is the best solarium I've ever seen and that goes double for me. It's marvelous, Dr. Yeah, the son is life to a tubercular patient You wait until this is finished a glass We're installing has been designed to admit the greatest possible degree of ultraviolet. You'll save a lot of lives here, John So how long can you stay? Oh two or three days if there's a place for us Well, a couple of the rooms are completed. I wanted to move in as soon as possible I won't guarantee the meals though. I can do some pretty grim things to food cooked over a Bunsen burner Sounds like an interesting diet you got customers good Dr. Simmons. Oh, would you mind showing me to my room now? I I think I'd like to take a little nap until this afternoon confounded Jimmy. You are no no I'm just tired. Yeah, I mean tired doesn't make a man turn white and break into sudden Perspiration after your nap you're getting a check Dr. G when you entered the medical profession the world lost a great pearl either What are you talking about? Hey, if I remember my slang correctly pearl diver means dishwasher And you're not doing very well. I do better if you do it keep quiet and speed up the drying I've got a patient. I'm itching to get it. Oh, no, you haven't I've had a little rest and I feel fine It does look a lot better at that linen Got a little color color half your patience you'll treat will have good color too that doesn't prove anything the way I feel proves enough for me. I'm all right I'm inclined to agree with him any man who can survive my recipe for Chilean beans must be in good condition There you are dr. G overruled But I promise you that if I ever do need help you will get my business That sounds fair not Leonard least killed there Don't see miss come quick. You've got to come quick right away. Please be forced to leave Pedro. What's the matter? My little Rosie. She's dying. Yes, and yours. Excuse me, please. I must take the doctor No, no, no, no come down Pedro these gentlemen adapters to oh, then you come to please and yours.  She's just laying there behind the house the poor little thing It's not serious dr. Simmons. Oh, he's very serious doctor Please my wife stays with her while I come for help. You say she's lying outside the house Could you carry her inside? How can we carry a senior my wife and I we can leave little rose you can't lift it And before you get the wrong idea. I'd better explain something The Rosie isn't a child. She's Pedro's burrow burrow. Oh, yeah, yeah Dr. Rosie can't help that she's a burrow just like she can help that she's sick Oh, please and yours you've got to help me. We need her She carry everything on her back for us if anything happened to Rosie then my poor wife She got to carry everything. Well, it sounds like we really must help it for your wife's sake if not for Rosie's I'll go with him and have a look at the animal. Are you serious to me? Why not the animals important to him? Might make medical history at that one stubborn donkey treating another The subtle be of that last remark is not lost dr. G. Where's your place Pedro? You're only six miles and you're if we run we'd be there in an hour. Oh, that sounds like great exercise But you mind if we take my car instead I don't cross cars but for Rosie. I go weak. Yeah, you don't know how brave that is killed air But the time you drive over the road to his shack here if you can call it a road You might wish you'd tried running. Yeah, maybe so anyway, I'll borrow that field kid Dr. Simmons I may need it if the burrow is really sick not only that but it'll protect you from dr. Gillespie He's got a surgical glint in his eye. Well, I'll give you a regards to Rosie I Had her with her doctor why she don't get up. How old is this animal? Well, she's only 20. She's young young 20 year old burrow equals the age of a man of 80 or more. She's just tired tired of working Oh, she was tired of working when she was two years old. She's even more tired than Pedro Well shot of vitamin B might help but this old girl's ready for pasture. I'll give her Oh Doctor what's wrong? Why your face gets so white? No, here doctor, please. Let me help you Thank you, Peter Can you get me in dear is it quick money? You take your cellar on see?  I guess that Chili or something didn't go very well with the bumpy ride we had coming out here. Do you want some water, please? He'll drive back as soon as pain goes away He'll go in a few minutes. It's not better. No, I afraid not it becoming more localized Can either of you drive an automobile? No, sir. No, we never learn. Doctor. Maybe you tell Pedro how to drive it He can take you back. I'm afraid we're too late for that I couldn't possibly stand the trip over that road.  This is here, of course Getting ridgy. Don't why you press your stomach when it brings you such pain Making sure of what's wrong with me Pedro Get dr. Gillespie from the sanitarium and bring him here as fast as you can hurry Peter I go the ones of Pedro. You better bring that medical kit in from the car before you go and Tell dr. Gillespie that I'll have to have surgery in two hours at the most. I've got a cute appendicitis To the story of dr. Kildare in just a moment I got to bring you. What's the matter? Why didn't you bring Dr. Kildare the great pain in his stomach?  He had all the symptoms.   You mean you want to wait for a rainstorm to pass when Kildare's Appendix is labelled a burst any minute this isn't just a rainstorm as a flash flood We can't possibly get through to it. Well, I'm going to get it's no use Leonard open the door and look out there Every hollow and gully will be a raging river in less than two minutes Rain is rain grab him Pedro if no dr.  Yeah, probably less than five minutes But after that eight or ten hours before we can even start He might be all right for that long most on your he say two hours at the most and I leave him more than an hour ago If I didn't it too much go to sleep. I'd be finished. There'd be no chance Doctor They storm I don't know how to say I know Marie. It's a flash flood I've heard of them How long before they'll be able to get through it will be night soon not before morning Marie How do you like the house at night? We have a lamb, but there's no fuel fuel. I can make a light for you. I have the holy candles. Good Maria I've heard that Mexican women have great courage. Is that true? It is a pride, senior Why do you ask? You know I may die before help arrives in your doctor There's only one way to prevent that whether or not I do Will depend on you being very calm I will do as you said. I can't live unless my appendix is a remove Maria I'll have to remove it Myself, but I can't do this without your help. How can you do this to be operated on? No, I can use a local anesthetic it'll help some The pain will be very great You must not be frightened Especially you must not faint. I won't faint You can depend on me I've never depended on anyone more Help me with these gloves Maria and be careful don't touch anything that hasn't been sterilized And the hot water I almost forget now spread the instruments and the clean towel every side me Then you have seems to be better Maybe you don't have to go on with no no The local anesthetic beginning to take hold You remember the names the instruments now Yes, and those those when I call for sutures see I won't forget What are you doing now with that needle I give myself an injection of penicillin to prevent infection Now I want to look at this hypo needle the one you saw me prepare before When I start operating after I make the incision Maria, I'll be in great pain much worse than what I've had before You understand that Now my greatest danger will be fainting and there's a better than even chance that I will faint That's what the needle is for Maria It's coramine a heart stimulant if I pass out you must inject me with this needle But don't be afraid of it just jab it into my arms sink it in good push the plunger until it's empty I might hurt you if I pass out and you don't do it. I will never regain consciousness This is the one thing I must leave completely up to you Maria Good I'll lie back tilt the mirror so I can see what I'm doing You can't see yet tilt it further like this no further There How long will it take I don't know may finish in 15 minutes. I don't know I may never finish All right Maria scalpel, please Oh Simon how about it did you get to go through yes the lines weren't damaged luckily I contact at the mercy hospital in Phoenix. What do they think of my idea? Well storms over and a helicopter is taking off from the Phoenix Airport right now They'll pick us up here in about half an hour and fly us out to Pedro Shack They don't go to fly me no place. I wait right here to be like a war Half an hour. I hope Jimmy's all right until we get there after we operate We can get him into the hospital at Phoenix for post-surgical care post-surgical care isn't our problem Once the appendix is out he'll be all right if it's caught before it ruptures If it isn't in paradise that's any lead plenty care. Well, I just hope he's trying to rest out there He must know that we can't get through to him. I only hope he doesn't get panicky panicky You don't know what Jimmy killed there like I do whatever we find there It won't be panic saying doc though Can a helicopter make a night landing? They've got spotlights. They can land any place Wiping my forehead, please Maria. You all right for subspace Never mind another one hurry dip in X Wait my eyes. I can barely see Still can't see Is the mirror missed it or Mary's all right? What's the matter?  All right cinch It's only 200 feet. It's all flat down there. Let us out. Just lift that latch doc y'all cut the motor There's Pedro's wife. Just open the shack door Where is it? Jimmy boy, Dr. G. Are you all right kill there fine fine, but only wordy note Well, just hold tight so we're ready Jimmy. We'll have that appendix out in the middle Too late dr. G. It's already out. What?  I don't know if it was or not dr. Gillespie come take a look at this appendix The great horns ball It's a good thing you did take it out Jimmy another minute could have been too long But he wouldn't let me check him over this morning. Oh, no, no, no he winds up out here doing it himself By the way dr. Kildare How's the other donkey you came out to see? Oh? He's old ready for pasture.  Steak you hard? So when you find that close my eyes and I think I'd like to close my eyes and stick them too. I'll bet you would Make you happy happy Jimmy didn't make me feel like a kid again The kid playing pin the tail on the donkey in just a moment We will return to the story of dr. Kildare. Hello, dr. G card right out yet Yep, we can leave in the morning. All right, I think you can stand the trip Oh, I'm fine fit as a fiddle ready to get back to work at Blair The only thing bothering me is how much of a bill to send myself By the way Reports of your little operation kicked up quite a sensation Jimmy. Oh, sure.  I know there's something pretty nasty coming up now. Come on. What is it? Yes, there is I was just talking to Simmons on the phone. Mm-hmm. He said that Pedro and Maria Would you like it?  No Calling him dr. Kildare now isn't that sweet? Oh very sweet But it's likely create a family feud between Maria and Pedro. Oh, what do you mean? Well, I heard you suggesting that named a Pedro so I had a chat with Maria and she's calling the borough Gillespie Yes Just heard the story of dr. Kildare starring Lou Ayres and Lionel Barrymore This program was written by Joel Murcott and directed by Joe Bigelow Original music was composed and conducted by Walter Schumann Supporting cast included Lillian by F Anthony Barrett and Wilms Herbert dick joy speaking


As-salamu alaikum brothers and sisters. Sending the reward of Umrah to your departed loved ones or those unable to undertake the journey themselves is a profound expression of love and devotion. At Pure Passage we specialize in performing Umrah on behalf of your sick or deceased family members, ensuring they receive this sacred gift. We understand the challenges and impossibilities some face in embarking on this spiritual journey. The message is here to alleviate the physical and financial burdens, offering a professional and reliable service that takes care of every detail. Let us help you fulfill this obligation for your loved ones with utmost care and attention. Make it happen today, contact Pure Passage and secure this immense reward by performing Umrah on behalf of those close to your heart. Be Ethni-La. Alright guys, welcome back to the channel. If you're new, my name is Bobby. Guys, today we're gonna check out a debate. It is between two Christians and two Muslims. On the Christian side we have David Wood and God Logic. On the Muslim side we do have Muhammad and Shway. As far as I know, Muhammad and Shwayb are Koran only Muslims, but that's besides the point because the debate topic today will be is Jesus the son of God and therefore is Jesus a Muslim or not? Guys, before we start the video, as always, leave me a thumbs up if you enjoy the content. Subscribe to the channel if you haven't already and check out the links in the description box to further support my work. And now with no further ado, let's have a look. So you said, like, you know, for those who say that Jesus is the son of God, that they are, we're disbelievers for saying that, but we're still Muslims.  Avery, to answer you very quickly, do you submit that God is controlling this world? No, no, no, that doesn't answer my question. That doesn't answer my question. I am going to answer your question. I'm asking you simply, simply yes or no. That doesn't answer. Do you accept that God is controlling this world and there's a G of judgment? Yes or no? I'm sorry. Sure. So can you answer my question now? So now to answer your question, did it have been? Just to, sounds like Avery has a question for you too. No, no, he said he's about to answer it. I understand the question. So there's people that messed up in the religion prior to Jesus, Jesus came to fix the religion. After Jesus, people messed up in the religion, Muhammad came to fix the religion. That's not what I asked.  I didn't. Okay. So let's pause here for a second.   You quote the Bible, for example, where Jesus said, pray to the father, but in the same passage actually Jesus referred to as the Son of God. So therefore the Christian position here is yet again, if you quote our Bible, you have to quote it as a whole. However, the Muslim perspective on this is within the Bible, you can find truths. How do you find those truths? How can you distinguish between truths and falsehood through the Quran? The Quran clearly teaches pure monotheism. So anything that aligns with pure monotheism within the Bible, we take as truth everything that goes against pure monotheism, such as claims about the Son of God, claims of divinity of Jesus. We discard here. I fixed the whole debate for you guys. So I'm not talking about what you think is corrupted. I'm talking the parts that you quoted as if they're not corrupted. So you're talking to shy, but I quoted only two verses 30 and 20 to 21. Exactly. And you said how do you said out of your mouth? I heard you. It's recorded in your verses. You read that Jesus submits his will to the father as he hears he judges and he submits his will to the father. So Jesus is the Son of God and he submits to his father. I'm going to ask again. So according to the verses, you quoted a Muslim, but a disbeliever. Yet again, it's very, very simple. We do not take John as the ultimate authority. We do not take John as the ultimate truth. We simply say that there are passages within John that align with the Quran, those passages we take. It is really that simple. We believe that the Quran is direct revelation from God. We can back up that the Quran has been preserved. We cannot make the same claim about the Bible. The Quran is the only holy book that is preserved. You cannot say that about the Bible. You cannot say that about the Torah. You cannot say that even about the Bhagavad Gita, etc., etc. You name it. This is why we take the Quran as the golden standard of truth. Yes, it is that simple. We believe the Quran is the direct revelation of God and it preaches, of course, Tauchid, pure monotheism. Therefore, if we find segments of pure monotheism within John, fantastic. We say this aligns with our worldview. 530. Jesus has said he submitted his will. People saying that he's the begotten Son of God. That is something that Jesus did not say. Yeah, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, let let me clarify this, Avery, because, yeah, I think he's missing the point. So he's not saying what you what you believe or what Islam teaches. Avery is asking since you quoted John, chapter five, verse 30. And that's where Jesus says that everything that the father does, he does and that you have to honor the son the same way you honor the father. He's Avery is asking, is Jesus in this passage? Even if you believe even if you believe it's corrupt, but is he in this passage a Muslim but not a believer? Because he's saying that he's a son. If that is your question, then no, according to that passage, Jesus would not be considered a Muslim. It is very, very simple because a Muslim would never say that he is the son of God. However, and we need to clarify this, of course, this is a clash between books. You claim the Bible is the truth. The Muslims claim the Quran is the truth. You say everything within the Bible must be true. And the same applies to the Muslims yet again, which say everything in the Quran must be the truth. Hence, you have a clash between those two books. But ultimately, then the question becomes, of course, which book is more reliable? Why would we even take the Bible as an authority? Why would we take the Bible as proof for Jesus saying that? Because indeed, we do know that the New Testament has been written by anonymous authors and not by the disciples of Christ. Hence, unreliable by any given standard, even modern day historians will, of course, agree that the Bible is not to be taken as historical proof for Jesus. And this is why yet again, it all boils down to you believe in the Bible, the Muslims believe in the Quran. However, for the Quran, we do have proof that it has been preserved. Therefore, objectively speaking, the Quran is the better source. That's pretty much it. And therefore, yet again, what does the Quran preach? The Quran preaches monotheism. We do not believe that those other passages that you can find within the Bible are actually coming from Jesus. However, yet again, to answer your question, if you really believe that Jesus said, I am the son of God or I am God. Even then, of course, by that standard, no, Jesus would not be a Muslim. And you have to honor him the same way. But, Dave, wait, Dave, the John chapter five verse 30, it doesn't say what you just said. That's not the verse we used. So what point are you making from that? Let's do this. Wait, wait, wait, wait. Didn't Muhammad say he brought up John 530? Yeah, I brought John 530. No, no, both of you did. Both of you did. But it doesn't say anything about. It doesn't say what you are saying. It doesn't say what you, David, say. Yeah, we're talking. We're talking about the rest of the passage. Let me give it. Let me just give a breakdown of what's actually going on in that passage. I understand what you're saying, but let me answer very quickly. So we do not we do not subscribe that the gospel is 100 percent truth. So we're asking about according to the passage, David. We're quoting the things that are aligning with the truth and the things that are not aligning with the truth. We are here to help you corrected with the criteria, which is the grant. So that's why that's why we're saying we're not saying we know you. We we we know you believe that Jesus said other things. We're saying according to this passage, would the person who is saying these things, saying that he does whatever the just let's see what he says that he's the one who raises the dead at the resurrection, someone who says that that you have to honor him the same way you honor the father, this where he says that he is the final judge of all mankind, would a person who said these things in this passage be a Muslim, but not a believer, he wouldn't. He wouldn't be a Muslim point blank. Two points. One, one, that Muhammad just answered the debate where we had. Jesus can Jesus can speak in the first person. And then the other thing is just like how you're saying there's ambiguity with how the sun is defined. Yes, you know, define one second. The Jews define the sun in a different way than you defy the sun. David was a son of God. There's Benel Elohim, the sons of God. There's many sons of God in the Bible. So when you're taking it as a begotten son, that's when you went off course. But doesn't say that Jesus was saying I am the begotten son. I might my father had a certain relationship with my mother. And here I come without a father. That's where it's the problem. Exactly. Exactly. Dude, it's it's very simple, man. We didn't ask you all of that. We don't need the fluff. Seriously, answer the question by your question. The question is why do you need the first person to answer it? I guess, dude, it's very simple. What David asked you and what I asked you, it's super simple. According to the text, the possible 100 percent or just a little bit. That's what you're saying. It's very simple. Please. It's very, very simple. Is this person who's claiming to be the son of the father who can do whatever the father does and is honored the same way the father is honored, who raises the dead and judges at the day of judgment. Is that person a Muslim and but not a believer? Yes. No, he's not a Muslim. Thank you. Thank you. Well, Jesus, Jesus in so Jesus in John chapter five is not a Muslim, but you quote John chapter five to show that Jesus is a Muslim. David would getting super excited over there. This point has been made a billion times. Not only on this debate, I myself just talked about this here previously. We don't believe that the whole Bible is accurate and completely preserved. We believe that there are a lot of man-made things infused into the Bible. Therefore, yet again, if it aligns with the Quran, we identify it as true. If it does not align with the Quran, we discard it as false. Very, very simple, man. And that applies to the same chapter as well. Don't twist the issues here. Don't twist the issues. Yeah, yeah. No, no, no. Don't you. No, no, no. I don't try not to, please. Gentlemen, are you going to go with Shui for about one. Idiotic of both sides, honestly. Every you are playing the Saman things here. Look, Matthew chapter 24 verse 36, it tells you clearly. Jesus says nobody knows the day of judgment. Right. Sure. Now, if you are trying to base twist issues and base it on an issue to ask Mohammed a question by trying to put him in one corner, which with a contradiction, essentially, you have to clarify first before making those statements. However, the Christians as always are very disingenuous. Of course, we have to clarify that the Bible is contradicting itself. That's pretty much what it is. Nobody claims that when you open up the Bible, you find pure monotheism. You do not.  And yes, I agree that there are some vague passages where somebody could even assume divinity within Jesus, especially the Gospel of John. However, as Shuaib quoted there of the last hour, nobody knows about the father. So in this passage, clearly, Jesus has no idea about the last day. This is something that only the father knows. This is why you have such a contradiction within the Bible and within your theology as well, because Christianity does not equal the Bible. You have many branches of Christianity on that note. Anyways, Protestantism, Orthodoxy, Catholicism, etc. That passage clearly shows Jesus Christ as a human that does not know about the last hour and is not co-equal to the father. But within the Christian doctrine yet again, they are co-equal. The son and the father are co-equal. But how can they be if the father has greater knowledge? If somebody has greater knowledge than you, you guys are not equal. You cannot be co-equal. This goes against the law of non-contradiction. It is very, very simple. So therefore not surprising the Christians are very disingenuous because they're not answering those statements being made about Jesus. However, this is the framework that the debate has to find itself within. The framework must be that the Bible is not congruent and that the Bible is contradictory. This is what it is.  Of course, the Orthodox and the Catholics, they want to fix this issue by saying, well, Jesus is fully man and fully God. That is a contradiction within itself yet again. So therefore point blank, your Bible is contradictory. The Quran is not. This is why we use the Quran as a criterion and therefore it does not even matter if you have statements within the same chapter, within the same statements that are contradictory, where Jesus says, pray to the father. And then in the same breath even he could say, me and my father are one. It does not matter. Your Bible is contradicting.  Question. That is nonsensical. What I'm trying to let you know right now is if you go to John chapter twenty seven, Jesus says, I ascend to my father, your father. And to my God, your God. But if we understand and we quote certain passages where he's mentioned the father doesn't actually denote that he's the begotten son, but you are trying to put it in a nutshell by questioning Muhammad that, oh, if Jesus claims he's the son and he is this, is this, does that make him a Muslim or a believer? But that is that is a nonsensical type of question to ask. This look based on chapter five, John chapter five verse 30, the passage we quoted, if you have to base it on exactly the context we we quoted, it says, I can't of myself do nothing. As I hear, I judge. So it means he's doing the wheel of the father. This is what we call the reference. It's very common sense. Over five seconds. You're good. Oh, hold on. I sorry to I just want to keep going back and forth between teams. So I have you go right after Avery, Avery, 60 seconds. No, I OK, within the 60 seconds, please show you is is Allah a father? Yes or no? Oh, my God, they just have those scripted questions. He's not a father. Thank you. So if someone is claiming that Allah is their father, then they're not a Muslim. Correct. You have to understand the perspective on how he's using the word father. It doesn't matter. Again, absolutely nonsensical within the Bible, within the Torah. We read that many people has been referred to as sons of God, for example, David, so therefore back in that time frame, back in that context, it was crystal clear that the son of God is not a literal son of God. It is metaphorical. Islamically speaking, there is nothing wrong with that. However, within time, people started attributing yet again, worldly attributes to God. Essentially, this comes from Greek philosophy. You have Zeus, you have Hercules, you have the father, you have the son. And therefore people started believing that actually now we're talking about a begutten son prior to that, nobody believed it. A son of God was an exalted position such as a friend of Allah within Islam.  Hey, we're talking about a biological son over here. Of course not. However, times have changed and certain laws have changed as well. Certain dietary practices have changed over the time as well. The Israelites have different food laws than the Muslims. And even within Islam, within the revelation of the Qur'an, certain laws have changed. At first, the consumption of alcohol was curbed and then eliminated completely. So therefore not every single detail has to be exactly the same for somebody to be qualified a Muslim, i.e. a submitter to God. Is it biological? Wait, wait, wait, wait, clarify the point first. Sure. OK, sure. But it's very usual. But please, please let me just ask it. Let me just keep on asking. Figuratively, I'll go. No, no, no, no. OK, so I have a question. I have a question. Please, please. Person that is defined in the world. But if it was 60 seconds, I do want to give a chance to you for you to finish. And then we'll go right over to you, Mohammed. All right, thank you. So look, so you just, both of you just said that Allah is not a father in any sense. So it doesn't matter in what sense Jesus claims to be the son, whether it's begotten, whether it's allegorical. In any sense, if you claim to be the son of Allah, you're not a Muslim. I'll let my point. All right, for today, the video cuts off. I already made my statement on the father. Back in the day, this was seen as metaphorical. If we look into Islamic history, we have so-called friends of Allah, people that were very close to Allah. However, if you look into the 99 names of Allah, you won't find friend. So Allah does not have the name or the attribute friend. However, you could be a friend of Allah, metaphorically speaking.  Still, even that statement does not make God a father. He doesn't have to share that name. He doesn't have to share that attribute for you to be considered within the worldly life as a son of God. Metaphorically speaking, but that's not what the Christians are interested in. And I use the term loosely, of course, whilst referring to David Wood, because he is not a true Christian. He's not a Bible scholar. He's not a person of knowledge or any authority within Christianity.  So much evidence has been presented to him. However, he twists and turns like a snake and presents this case always disingenuous. Moreover, they're asking prescripted questions. They're building up little hoops that you have to jump through. Hey, is Allah a father? But Jesus says here, pray to the father. Therefore, he cannot be a Muslim.  I'm really wondering why Muslims still engage with them in debates. There's really no point in talking to them at all. The message of Islam has been conveyed to them. And if they want to further research, they can read the Quran. They can look it up online if they want to. But they clearly do not want to.   They cannot, however, and this is why they have to ridicule without even being able to back up their own doctrine, their own doctrine is incoherent. You can attack Islam as much as you want to. Three will never be one. You can attack Islam as much as you want to. Your doctrine will never be unique. There are many doctrines even within Hinduism where we have a tri unity. We have many other doctrines. Yet again, Greek mythology, where we have gods that have sons. This is nothing new. And if you look into Christianity that was formed in the Roman Empire, especially in Byzantium as well, you saw how much Greek mythology and philosophy dripped into the church. Christianity is a blend of paganism and monotheism. That's basically what it is. And if you're objective enough, you can see it. Nobody takes your Bible as a reference point. Nobody takes it as a preserved scripture. Not even Christians themselves. Therefore, your book has no authority over Muslims. However, even if you look into mainstream scholars, atheists that don't believe in religion whatsoever, they will confirm the preservation of the Koran. That's what it is. Therefore, even from a secular perspective, which I don't care for, the Koran is superior to the Bible. But you do not care about those points.  You want to ridicule Islam.    Your creator is only one. Your creator wants you to worship him alone without any partners. Your creator, my creator, our creator created everything. Everything you can see around you is a creation of God, of Allah. However, God himself is unperceivable. And even within your Bible yet again, I don't even want to reference it anymore. You can see that God is not seeable with your human eyes. He's beyond everything. He's greater than everything. This is the Creator that we worship. Nothing within creation is the Creator. Therefore, if you see a man performing miracles, even he is not God. He performed those miracles by God's permission. So ultimately, it's your loss, man. You can attack Islam as much as you want to. Islam means submission to God. As long as you're resisting Islam, you're resisting God. You're wrestling with God. God wants you to submit to him. However, you're wrestling with him. You're thinking about maybe I'm going to pray to the son today. Maybe I'm going to pray to Mother Mary today. Maybe I should ask some saints about how this is not what God asks of you. But yet again, it is your loss. If you want to keep on wrestling with God, keep on wrestling with God. You will suffer. There are only two modes in this life. One is submission. One is rebellion. The first rebel, so to speak, was Satan, was Iblis. He was rebelling against the will of God and you are doing exactly the same. You are rebelling against God. Now you find yourself in the external world. You're debating Muslims. You're telling them why a trinity is superior to monotheism.  I'm going to tell you one thing. Keep on suffering. All right, guys. And that's it for today's video. If you liked it, leave the thumbs up, subscribe to the channel. If you haven't already and check out the links in the description box below to further support my work. All right, guys, that's it for today. As always, may God bless you all. Much love and peace.


The Jell-O program starring Jack Benny with Mary Livingston, Phil Harris, Kenny Baker and yours truly, Don Wilson. The orchestra opens a program with Sing My Heart. Oh, everybody likes to receive a compliment. It makes you feel mighty happy. And we've just received one which pleased us very much indeed. It's from Mrs. George A. Bradley, Garden City, Iowa, and Mrs. Bradley writes, After a long time, I am finally using the real and genuine Jell-O. And let me tell you, I was amazed at the difference. At first, I thought that fruity goodness was the fruit I myself had added. But when I served Jell-O without any additional fruit, it still had that grand fruit flavor. Why, I could hardly believe any gelatin dessert could be so good. From now on, I shall always get the real Jell-O. Well, thank you very much, Mrs. Bradley. That's a swell letter. And folks, it's true that Jell-O does bring you delicious extra-rich fruit flavor. It's a rich, satisfying, true fruit goodness that makes every Jell-O dessert a success. Strawberry, raspberry, cherry, orange, lemon and lime. All six have that extra fruit flavor that simply can't be topped. So be sure to insist on genuine Jell-O when you buy. Look for the big red letters on the box. They spell Jell-O. Ladies and gentlemen, Tuesday being Valentine's Day and also Jack Benny's birthday, let us welcome our little Cupid with that old, familiar greeting. Are you ready? Happy birthday to... Jell-O again, this is Jack Benny talking and folks, believe me, I am deeply touched. Don, wasn't that lovely the way our audience joined in on that greeting? Gosh, it was so spontaneous and sincere. Yes, Jack, it certainly was. I thought they were better when they rehearsed it. Phil, I'm talking to Don. Well, Don, another year, another birthday. Here it is, February again. You know, it's amazing how many prominent people were born in the month of February and it made it pretty tough for me, too. Why? What do you mean? Well, with Washington and Longfellow and Lincoln, it's so hard for me to be outstanding. Really, it's been a terrific struggle. I can imagine. Of course, Don, I don't want you to think for a minute that I'm comparing myself to Lincoln or Washington. Why not? Washington wore a wig, too. Phil, I'm talking to Don. You know, Don, I will say that my father really thought I was going to grow up to be president. Well, all fathers have great plans for their children. Why, my dad thought I was going to be a jockey. A jockey? Well, he must have looked at you through the wrong end of a pair of binoculars. A jockey yet. Now, wait a minute, Jack. Don't jump at conclusions. At the age of 17, I was nothing but skin and bones. Well, those bones are certainly buried now. But you know, Don, getting back to my birthday, the years come along so fast, I can hardly keep track of them. Oh, they certainly do. Oh, by the way, Jack, how old will you be next Tuesday? What was that, Don? You heard him. Phil, I'm talking to Don. Well, I'm lonesome. Why don't you join a lodge or something? What are you saying, Don? I said, how old will you be next Tuesday? Well, come on, Don. What would you say?  Well, I don't know, Jack. I'd say somewhere between 34 and 37. You would? Well, you didn't quite hit it, Don, but it was almost a bullseye. There's bull in there somewhere. Oh, brother. Listen, Phil, you're hardly in a position to make any cracks about my age.  It does, eh? Yes, and get this. On my 75th birthday, I'll be able to go out on an all-night party, eat a Welsh rare bit with pickles, and on the way home get run over by a milk wagon, and still look better than you do right now. So don't make any cracks about my age. Jack's right, Phil. He can't be very old and have such nice rosy cheeks all the time. It could be rouge, you know. Rouge, Phil, I haven't had rouge on my cheeks since I played an Indian chief for Cecil B. DeMille. Oh, hello, Mary. Hello, ran in the face. Happy birthday. Hug and thanks. Say, Jack, I didn't know whether I'd see you Tuesday or not, so here I brought you a birthday present. Oh, that's well, Mary, but really you shouldn't have bought me anything for me. Why not? For one thing, it makes Phil and Don look so awfully cheap. You know. Well, Jack, I was going to get you something, but after all, you have everything. Oh, I can excuse you, Don, but Phil saw me in the locker room at the country club yesterday, and he knows darn well I need underwear. Was that your underwear? I cleaned my golf clubs with it. Oh, you did, eh? Hey, are you going to open my present or not? Oh, I'm sorry, Mary. You bet I'm going to, and right now. Imagine cleaning his clubs with them. Well, I'll be darned, look, fellas, a silk necktie. Gee, thanks, Mary. Do you like it? I'll say what a lovely color. But what's that little thing crawling around the bottom? A silk worm. The tie hasn't finished yet. Oh, well, he's going like 60, so it won't be long now. Thanks again, Mary. And that is now. I also wrote a special birthday poem for you. A poem, too? Well, hit me on the head and clip my tongue. A birthday poem. Yeah. Now, say, Jack, how old are you anyway? Well, how old do you think I am? Oh, I don't know. It's hard to tell. Go ahead and guess. Okay. 30. Now. 31. Now. 32. Now. 48.  It's been a long time, Mary, before I'm 48. Now, let's hear your poem. What's the title of it? Mary Livingston's Ode to Jack Benny by Mary Livingston. Oh, you mentioned me, too, didn't you? Well, go ahead, Mary. Oh, Jack Benny. Oh, Jack Benny. You've had birthdays, but how many? Is it 21 or more? Or twice that much? And more and more? Hmm. Years ago, when all walked Keegan, in the state of Illinois, a child was born into the Benny's, and it wasn't Myrna Loy. Well, of course not Myrna Loy. It was a boy. They called him Jackie. And even then, he looked quite wacky. Wacky? And the good old stork who brought him there shot himself with a revolver. Now, Mary, that wasn't his attitude at all. Quiet. I see you, Jack, at the age of two, with golden curls and eyes of blue. That's right. And then I see you three years old, with silver threads among the gold. Mary, how could I have gray hair at the age of three? You didn't live right in your north. All right, now grow me up and finish this. Okay. At 12, you said you'd run away unless the fiddle you could play. And when you got one, what do you think? Were you good or did you tink? Tink? Yeah, baby talk. Well, Mary, this next verse better be the last one. It is. Oh, Jack Benny. Oh, Jack Benny. You've had birthdays, but how many? So happy returns and all good wishes. From us in jello, so delicious. The end. That poem was so good, I'm afraid to follow it with anything verbal. So Phil, how about an orchestra number? Wait a minute, Jack. I can't find my baton. Your baton? Can't you lead without it? It's not that. I got something in my tooth. Well, go ahead. I'll look around for it. Hold it a minute. Come in. Mr. Benny. Yes. I'd like to take this opportunity of wishing you a happy birthday. And may life grow sweeter as the years roll by. Well, thank you very much. Now tell me, who are you? Just a bunion in the March of Time. Goodbye. You know, folks, I'll bet he has more fun than anybody. Play, Phil. A new number called I Better Get Some Shut-Eye played by Phil Harris, who certainly looks it. You know, folks, Phil never gets to bed. He's what I'd call one sleepy people. And now, ladies and gentlemen... Wait a minute, Jack. I resent that vitriolically. Vitriolically? Well, some stuff. Well, Phil, you're not only using the word wrong, but you don't even know what it means. I do too. I got it from my guitar player, didn't I, Frankie? Yeah, I learned you a lot of things. That's what I thought. Phil, Phil, there isn't one man in your orchestra that can handle a word of over two syllables. Is that so? Well, for your information, all the boys in my band went through college. Well, they didn't get any on them. Vitriolically. Well, I don't even know what it means. Well, Jack, it's an unusual word, but I think I can explain it to you. You can, Don? Well, yes. For instance, you could never use the word this way. A man walked into a grocery store and vitriolically asked the grocer for a package of jello and any one of its six delicious flavors, strawberry, raspberry, cherry, orange, lemon, and lime. Oh, you couldn't. Well, how could you use the word vitriolically? That I wouldn't know. I see. And very clever, Don. Well, so much for our English lesson.  I couldn't help it, Jack. I stopped in the store to buy you a birthday present. Here you are, a nice box of candy. Oh, well, thanks. Well, gee, I'm going to sample one of these right now, huh? It was sweet of you to remember me, Kenny, but gee, you didn't have to buy me anything. That's what you said last year, and you twisted my wrist. Oh, Kenny, I was only clowning, you know? Say, gosh, look at this.  What are they, anyway? Chocolate-covered bananas. Chocolate-covered bananas. Well, that's something new. Here, have one, Don. Well, thanks, Jack, but I'm cutting down on sweets. Oh, how about you, Phil? No thanks. I'm not a bit hungry. Mary? No thanks. I'm not a bit crazy.  I'm game. So why? That's a suicide pact if I ever heard one. That's right. Let's forget the whole thing. Well, Kenny, how about a song? Okay, I've got one for you. Oh, say, Jack. Yes? Did you hear, Fred Allen, I pan a you Wednesday night? No, and I'm not interested. Now go ahead with your song. Boy, he sure tore into you. Yeah. He said your feet were so flat, your socks bagged with the arches. Well, Phil, I'm not even going to answer them. After all, the man is in bad shape.   Poor Don. Ten years ago, a rattlesnake bit him on the ankle, and the poison has yet to reach his knee. And the square fellas, he hasn't got any more pulse than a snowman. The whole thing is really pitiful. Go ahead with your song, Kenny. Okay. Say, Jack, whatever became of that rattlesnake that bit Fred Allen? It was knighted, Mary. And now, Kenny, you may sing. Hold it a minute. Hello? Hello, Mr. Bennett. This is Rochester. Yes, yes. What do you want? I got something to ask you, but first I want to wish you a happy birthday. Thanks, Rochester, but my birthday isn't until Tuesday. I know, but that's my payday, and we always argue. All right. Now, what was it you wanted to ask me? Say, boss, do we know any Eskimos? Eskimos? Of course we don't know any Eskimos. Okay, so long. So long. Hey, Rochester, wait a minute. What made you ask me if we know any Eskimos? Well, boss, a big box just came for you and said happy birthday on it. Yes. And when I opened it, there was a polar bear inside. A polar bear? Oh, it can't be a real bear. It must be a rug. That's what I thought till it slapped me down. You mean you let that bear loose in my house? Where is he now? He's in the bathroom taking a cold shower. In my bathroom, Rochester, you go right in there and get him out. Boss, I wouldn't go in there well armed, tired of living in directly behind Frank's book. Oh, this sounds fantastic to me.  What's that? The figment wants a towel. My goodness. What am I going to do with this bear anyway? Put him back in the crate and have the cook look up some recipes. I bet Fred Allen had something to do with this. Well, Rochester, keep your eye on him. I'll be home in about half an hour. Okay, boss. I got to run along now. There's something breathing on my neck. What? Wait till I look around. Yep, that's it. So long, boss. Imagine that. What's the matter, Jack? Plenty is the matter. There's a polar bear loose in my house.  Yeah, that would be a big help. Sing, Kenny. Say, Mary, I wonder how much it would cost to send an alligator to New York. Nothing in the world I wouldn't do. Everything sung by Kenny Baker and Kenny for finesse and feeling and delicacy of tone. You are definitely preeminent among young American tenors. Gee, ain't I something? Yes, and I wish I could tell you. And now, ladies and gentlemen, in honor of Valentine's Day next Tuesday, tonight, the Benny Art and Bingo Players will present a romantic little drama about an old maid entitled Love Finds Annie Hardy. Or it's about time. Now, uh... Am I going to be Annie? No, Mary, I hired a genuine old maid for the part. Where are you, Miss Mildew? I mean Miss Muldew. Where are you? Right here. Control yourself, Miss Muldew. Now, in this drama, I will be Annie's father, Mary will be her maw, and Don, Phil and Kenny will be rivals for Annie's hand. Oh, no. Come me up. Come back here, all of you. Don't worry, Annie. We'll hook one of them. I hope I get the fat one. Why, Don, you're blushing. Anyhow, the locale of our play is the thriving little town of Off-Center, Indiana. As the scene opens, we find Mawnpaw seated in the parter of the Little Love Nest they built 50 years ago. Curtain, music. Love, your magic spell is everywhere. Tum-tum-tum-tum-tum-tum-tum-tum. Well, Mawnpaw, here it is Valentine's Day, and the air is full of romance. It is, eh? Yep. Well, open the window and let it out. Oh, come on, Mawnpaw. This being Valentine's Day, how about a little kiss?  I couldn't find your lips and all those wrinkles anyhow. I was only joking, Mawnpaw. This is no time for jokes. Our daughter Annie is 40 years old and she ain't married yet. Well, she'd have been married long ago. It wasn't for her hay fever. What's that got to do with it? Well, the fellas can hear her wheezing a block away and she can't sneak up on them.  Yeah, but she had one last year and it was no good. Why not? After three days, the dirt and mud wore off. Oh. She's the homelyest gal I ever seen. Well, like mother, like daughter. Hee-hee-hee. Ow, stop hitting me. If I wasn't petrified, I'd be black and blue. Speaking of Annie, what's the idea of getting her all dressed up today? Well, I got a scheme, Mawnpaw. There's only three single fellas left in town, ain't they? Yep. There's Tubby Wilson, Daffy Baker, and Twitch Harris. That's right. I invited all three of them up here today and it's our job to get one of them to marry our daughter. How do you know they'll show up? Hee-hee. I told them you were going to do a fan dance. All's fair in love and war. I bet that's one of the boys now. Pull your bustle up, Mawnpaw. That's the footstool. Oh. Come in. Howdy, folks. Well, if it ain't Twitch Harris. Hi, Twitch. Fine-earned silk. What's on your mind, Zeke? Got an important question to ask you. Here, have a glass of cider first. That'll get him, Mawnpaw. Cider? Hey, wait a minute. This stuff ain't intoxicating. It better be. Quiet, Mawnpaw. Say, Twitch, I don't want to seem personal, but have you ever thought of marrying a girl and settling down? If you're referring to that lafair daughter of yours, no. Now, hold on, Twitch. Have you seen Annie since she got her new teeth? Yeah, I went to the preview. Well, she may not be the prettiest gal in town, but she's smart and stylish.  Up where? Upstairs. Upstairs. Keep quiet, Mawnpaw. We got to get our daughter married. Say, Zeke, I thought you were going to raffle Annie off. I tried to, but I couldn't sell any tickets, so I changed it to a duck. A duck? That's cheating. It is not. She walks like one.  You're cramping my style. Guys, I bet that's Annie now. Let me out of here. Twitch, Harris, get away from that window. So long. Dog's gone that low down, Harris. He stole him a jug. Don't get excited, Pa. You can get another jug. Yeah, but where the heck can I get another finger? Dog's gone it. Well, Mawnpaw, let's see if we can land the next one. Come in. Good evening, folks. Well, well, look, Mawnpaw. It's Tubby Wilson. Hello, Tubby. Have some chairs and sit down. Yeah. What's up, Zeke? Tubby, how'd you like to marry my daughter, Annie? Annie? Hold them all. You can put your glasses on. Too strike, but we ain't out yet. Come in. Hello, everybody. Well, it's young Baker. Son, I'll make it short and snappy. How'd you like to get married? I don't know. Is it fun? Ain't nothing like it, my boy. How'd you like to tie up with my Annie? Gosh, I couldn't do that. Hold on now. Just give me one reason why you don't want to marry my daughter. She frightens me. We'll get used to her. Now, listen, Baker, if you take her for your bride, I'll treat you both to a honeymoon at Niagara Falls. Niagara Falls? Can I push her in?  What I don't see don't hurt me. That's right. Just get her out of the house. Yes, siry. Okay, it's a deal. Come in. Come in. Oh, it's you. Hello, Annie. Hello, Pa. I got good news for you, gal. Young Baker here is consented to make the supreme sacrifice. He's going to marry you. And I got good news for you, too. I already got myself a husband. A husband? Cheapers? Creepers. So you're married, eh? Well, where is he? Out on the porch. Come on in, mister. Mister? There ain't much to him, is there, ma'am? Well, he's a man. That's more than we expected. Hey, hello, everybody. I'm in, young feller, and congratulations. What for? Hey, if you don't mind my asking a personal question, how'd you come to marry him a daughter anyway? Well, I'm a traveling salesman. I was just getting off the train when this girl grabbed me and put me seated right in the silver faucet. And I didn't know where the private seat and faucet was seated at night, so it fell to me. And you brought the seat right in the private seat and brought the seat to the private seat and brought the seat to the private seat. And here I am.  Yeah, and not only that. You know, the seat was part of the tour, basically, where the private seat and faucet was seated. I didn't want to private seat and faucet was seated in the room. It's time to bring me the faucet and the faucet! And you're hooked just like I was. Hee-hee! Play, Phil. But your family is sure to enjoy. You needn't look any farther, because here it is. It's the new Jell-O chocolate pudding, chocolate pudding with that old-fashioned homemade goodness. It has a lovely rich texture, a satin smoothness, a tempting color. And it tastes swell for its real chocolaty, full-flavored and rich, so delicious that every creamy spoonful brings you back for more. And the Jell-O chocolate pudding is just one of three new Jell-O puddings. 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Woooo! Wait, that's what Winnie the Pooh sounds? I don't know how he sounds. I'm not sure. Or was that the Pillsbury Doughboy? It sounded like Mario on the Pillsbury Doughboy. Well, I couldn't look like himself. Let's run it! Alright, let's begin with this Winnie the Pooh blood and trailer honey. Oh, blood and trailer honey? Blood and honey official trailer. Alright, let's read the description to see it set up. In this violent new take on a childhood classic, beloved characters Pooh and Piglet turn into a wolf and turn wild and go on a brutal rampage after being abandoned by Christopher Robin. What the heck, alright, let's begin with this man. Bro, it sounds like every YouTube video we ever watched, but it's like an official movie, dude. Jagged Edge. They used to be an R&B group back in the day. You know, you're the first person I've ever shown this place to. Why am I so special? You can see we'll be Christopher and there you will be. We should be close now. We're not going to find them. We will. Pooh, Piglet. Also, he went back for them. That pot was like where he had all his honey. Wait, you're resting peas? We need to leave. What? Now. I really need to find out what's happening here, okay? Have been abandoned by Christopher Robin. Why are you already abandoned them? Oh, they're no wonder, bro. That's why they look. Yeah, I would have left too.  So these like killers with masks? Or is it like supposed to be like a real... I think it's supposed to be like... Like actual bear. Piglet, I don't know. The flower's dead. Get out. There's someone else. Man, no wonder they got abandoned, bro. Look how they looted.    Don't come back, that's the thing.  Like a scary version, but like as a real like movie. Yeah. Like an official movie. It kind of reminds me of like those cheesy movies where they're wrong turned. Oh, yeah, yeah. I don't know why. I'm curious to see how it's gonna be, man. It looks dope. It does look cool, but I don't know. Expectations too high for this, you know? It's gonna win some Grammys and some Oscars or whatever the heck it's for. All right. All right, you guys. Well, that was the Winnie the Pooh Blood and Honey trailer. I'm not sure when it officially drops. It's just a trailer, as it says here. And yeah, see you guys in the next one. Peace.


Precision viticulture is experiencing rapid growth due to the availability of cost-effective instruments and methods for data collection and analysis, such as unmanned aerial vehicles, UAVs. These instruments are able to compete with traditional platforms like satellites and aircraft because they offer low operational costs, high operational flexibility, and high spatial resolution of imagery. To optimize the use of these technologies for precision viticulture, their technical, scientific, and economic performances must be assessed. This study compared NDVI surveys conducted using UAV, aircraft, and satellite to determine which platform best represents the intravenured vegetation spatial variability. Additionally, the advantages and disadvantages of each technology were evaluated through a cost analysis based on the size of the area being surveyed. Results show that all platforms provide similar results when applied to vineyards with coarse vegetation gradients and large vegetation clusters. However, in more heterogeneous vineyards, low-resolution images fail to capture some of the intravenured variability. Furthermore, the cost analysis revealed that UAV is most beneficial for smaller areas and that a break-even point. This article was authored by Alessandro Matisse, Piero Toscano, Salvatore Filippo, Di Gennaro, and others.


Are you willing to undertake a dangerous mission behind the enemy lines, knowing you may never return alive? What you have just heard is the question asked during the war of agents of the OSS. Ordinary citizens, who to this question answered, yes. This is... Cloak and Dagger. Warfare, espionage, international intrigue. These are the weapons of the OSS. Today's adventure, the last mission, the story of an American OSS agent in Canton, China, is suggested by actual incidents recorded in the Washington files of the Office of Strategic Services. A story that can now be told. He must have had another name, but I never knew what it was. Everybody on the waterfront called him Charlie. He was old and he limped and he should have drunk less and shaved more. We'd see him in the wars in the afternoons in his dirty dungarees and torn sweater, begging cigarettes from sailors. Then evenings he would hobble into Lee Chen's tavern where I worked to beg for something else. Hey, Tonya!  No, I'm not Charlie. No drinks on the house tonight. Oh, but tonight's the night. There ought to be drinks in the house. Are you forgetting it was just five years ago tonight, Canton fell to the Japanese? We gotta celebrate, don't we? What's the matter? I say something wrong. I don't like your sense of humor. Oh, I don't see what you've got again, the Japs, Tony.  Oh, no, I haven't. Every other kind may be Spanish and Russian, even Irish, but there's not a drop of Jap blood in the Bonillas. All right, all right, all right.   What do you care who's running Canton? I told him then. I don't know why I did. I've never told anyone else. How they'd murdered my family and young king six years before.  And if we hadn't got out of the city ahead of them, they'd have killed my brother Florian and myself. So, so you wasn't always a waitress in a waterfront dive, huh, Tonya? No. And my brother didn't always prowl the streets looking for trouble. I got the Japs to thank for that. No, maybe you can understand. Easy, Tonya. We got visitors. What do they want now? Chicken identification papers again. A press arise. Always arise in the presence of the soldiers. Remember that hereafter. No, your papers, please. Tonya Bonilla. Born in Madrid. You are Spanish, but you have Russian first name. And an Irish middle name. What does that make me? Perhaps it makes you an Arian. Captain. Yes, Lieutenant. It would be very dull in Canton if we put all the beautiful girls in jail. That is true. Your papers are in order, Miss Bonilla. And now, your papers, please. Oh, me? I ain't got no papers, Captain. What you done with them? I don't know. I guess you must have lost them. What is your nationality? I don't know that neither. Nobody never told me. Seems like I've been around Canton since it was knee-high.  American? That's good. Take him away, Lieutenant. No, now wait a minute, brother. Hold your horses, will you? I ain't gonna do you guys no good locked up in the break. But I could help you plenty if I was free to mosey around the dock. You come now. Oh, I will. Wait, Lieutenant. What do you mean, Orman? How could that help us? Well, I get around, Captain. Old Charlie talks to everybody. And everybody talks to me. And they ain't too careful what they say. And either, if anybody was planning any monkey business, sabotage or anything like that, Old Charlie would be just about the first to know about it. And you would report it to us? Why not? You're the guy who's running the show. So you're the guys I take orders from. You know what I mean? They saw what he meant. And when they left, he was still sitting with me, grinning as if you were proud of what he had done. I got up without a word and went to the bar and bought a drink. I brought it back and held it out. Say, did you buy that for me, Tonya? Yes, I bought it for you. Well, now that's mighty nice of you. Let me have it. I'll let you have it there. What's your idea of throwing good whiskey in my face? What's your idea of that? I couldn't find words to tell you what I think of you, Charlie. But I wanted you to know. I was sorry after all. After all, Charlie was old and hungry and half cracked. I should have saved it for somebody else. Someone closer and dearer to me. I should have saved it for my brother, Florian, who was waiting for me when I got home. I thought you never get here, Tonya. Hurry up and change your clothes. We're going to a party. A party? What party, Florian? Well, sort of an anniversary banquet. You know, five years in Canton, there are going to be a lot of important people there. Chinese, Japanese, both. Big celebration. And we're going to celebrate with them? Oh, we weren't invited, of course, but I know a fellow at the door he's going to let us in. We rub shoulders with some of the most important people in Canton. Maybe even with the men who murdered your mother and father. What? Oh, now, don't be like that, Tonya. That was a long time ago. These aren't the same fellows who took Nanking. They're Japanese. We're not going to the party, Florian. We got nothing to celebrate. No? Well, maybe you are not going, but I am. Why? Because I know what side my bread is butting on, that's why. The Jap side? As long as they're top dog, yes. And it looked like they're going to be top dog for a long time. I see.  We haven't got family, Tonya. We haven't got anything. And we never will have unless one of us starts playing on the winning team. I didn't sleep well that night. I lay there in the dark, feeling as if I were alone in a world of enemies. That same feeling haunted me all the next day at Lee Chen's. Charlie didn't come to the tower in that evening. I didn't see him till I was through working, till I stepped out into the dark street. Then a shadowy figure came staggering up to me. All right, Tonya. You're drunk, Charlie. You better go home. That's just what I was thinking, Tonya. Morning. I can't seem to get there. His feet keeps going round in circles. How about you kind of steal old Charlie along? I'm sorry. I want to get home myself. It's late. Come on, Tonya. Be a sport boy. Help old Charlie. He grabbed my arm and hung on to it. Come on, Tonya. It seemed easier to do what he asked me to argue about it. Very good girl. I had never seen his home, but he remembered the address and I let him toward it through the deserted streets. Here we are.  He was still holding my arm as I took his key and unlocked his door for him. Good night, Charlie. Go to bed and sleep at all. Come on in for a while. Why don't you? No, good night, Charlie. Get a bottle in there, Tonya. We can have a little bit. I don't want to drink. Come on in anyway. Come on, Charlie. Charlie, let go of me. Let go of you here. But he didn't let go. His fingers were like a vise around my wrist. He jerked me across the threshold. He shoved me into the pitch-black room and slammed the door. Now where's that lamp?  Let me out of here. Sorry I had to manhandle you like that. It was the only safe way of getting you in here. I thought someone else had said it. I thought there must be three of us in the room. And the light flashed down, and there were just two. Just Charlie and me. Surprise, Tonya. I'm sorry, but I have to play it safe. You see, Tonya, I am an American, an agent of the OSS. I didn't speak. I stared at him and tried to understand. Tried to connect him with the shuffling little wharf right I'd always known as Charlie. You realize, of course, Tonya, that this is something of an act of faith, exposing my identity to you like this. No one else in Canton knows who I am. I thought a long time before I decided to let you in on it. When you told me about your family, I had a hunch I could trust you. And then when you threw that drink in my face, I was sure of it. But, Charlie, I mean. That's right. I'm still Charlie. But why have you done this? Why should you trust me with your life? For a very good reason, because I need your help. My help? You see, I've operated alone here for a long time. Oh, it hasn't been too tough, but now. Now?  A lot of things I can't do alone anymore. That's why I need you. But I have no experience. I don't know anything about it.  That's worth a lot more than experience. What do you want me to do, Charlie? Come on upstairs. He led me up a long, narrow, rickety staircase. He opened the door to a tiny, guard-like room just beneath the roof. It was hot and stuffy. The light, these switched on, was so dim that at first I couldn't see. Do you know what this is, Tanya? A radio transmitter. That's right. You send messages to whom? American submarines operating off the Chinese coast. And what I send is all the information I can get about Jap shipping entering and leaving the port of Canton. I see. Tanya, you wait on sailors at Leach Hands all day. You drink with them. I'm never drunk with a Japanese sailor. But you could. Sailors talk a lot when they're drunk. And if they don't talk enough, I could provide you with knockout drops. They'd sleep peacefully while you examined their papers. I see. It scares you a little? A little, yes. You see, I'm- Watch it, Tanya. What? That lever on the wall, you almost touched it. You'd better not. What is it, Charlie? It's a little precaution I've taken. I wouldn't want this transmitter to fall into Japanese hands. They could do a great deal of damage with it. But the lever in the wall. That can do a great deal of damage, too. It sets off an explosive that'd blow this building sky high. I wasn't sorry to leave that room. We went downstairs a few minutes later. He stood in front of me, watching me. Tanya, let me explain something. We're all volunteers in the OSS. And the people who help us are volunteers, too. You don't have to do this unless you want to. I understand, Charlie. If you refuse, I won't worry about what you know. I'll still trust you. I don't intend to refuse. It doesn't scare you too much? When I think of my father and mother and sister, it doesn't scare me at all. It's a deal? It's a deal. I don't have any liquor. We might have a smoke on it, though. American cigarettes. I haven't had one for years. Keep the pack. Thanks. To a free world, Tanya. To a free world. That night I slept well. Now I have friends and allies. That is, I slept well until sometimes shortly before dawn. And then the sound of my bedroom door opening awoke me. I wasn't frightened. I knew who it was and what he wanted. It had happened so many times before. I waited until he reached my dresser, until he bent over my purse. Don't take any of my money, Florian.  Well, I was just... Yes, I know, but I really can't spare any this week. I need the little I got. Well, you don't need it any more than I do. I'm broke, Tanya. Now where am I supposed to get money to live on? Not out of my purse. Please close it, Florian. All right, all right. Well, I was... Hey, what's this? What? Where do you get these? What, Florian? These American cigarettes. I got them at the tavern. Who from? From a job soldier. A job soldier? Yeah, he had taken them off an American prisoner of war. And a job gave them to you? Yes, why not? And you accepted them? Naturally, I accepted them. Well, so now my noble sister is accepting gifts from the enemy. Either you had a great change of heart on you or else... Or else what? Or else you are lying. Beginning the very next night, I flirted with every job sailor who came into Lee Chains.  I used every trick I knew to persuade them to talk. And when it became necessary, I used something else. The little white pills that Charlie had given me. I don't know more to drink now. But the evening is young, darling. Come on, come on, let's drink it toast to the Emperor. Stand up. Of course you can. Here, I'll help you. Come on, go. That's it. Now to the song of heaven, his Imperial Majesty. Drink. Oh, it was so easy, Charlie. He was out cold. I just reached into his pocket and there were his papers. No one saw you? Not a soul. The paper's back? Of course. After I copied them, there's the information. How am I doing, Charlie? I knew I was doing well and as time went on, I did even better. We would hear reports on Charlie's radio of Jap ships torpedo and sunk in Chinese waters. And Charlie would say... That was the baby you told me about last week. Chalk up another one for Tanya, the scourge of the Jap merchant marines. I was proud and I was happy. And I believed my father and mother and sisters knew and that they were proud, too. And then came the night I went straight from Li Chen's tavern to Charlie's house to tell him what I'd heard. The Takota Maru, huh? That's one of the Noop's biggest ships. I know Charlie and she's carrying industrial machinery to Yokohama. One of those factories they've stripped in Fuchao. You sure about the sailing time? Quite sure. Tomorrow night at 10 o'clock. Good enough. I'll tip off the subject right away and they'll be laying for her. If she isn't traveling in convoy... She isn't, Charlie.  It's late, Tanya. Better get going. I'll see you tomorrow, Charlie. Not during the day. I'm going down to Tomho's junk on the river. I'll be back here by evening. Good night, Charlie. Wait a minute. Let me see if the coast is clear. Okay. Go ahead. It was late. The streets were dark and deserted. I would have taken a rickshaw home, but it was too late for that. So I walked. Or rather I tried to walk, but it was hard to keep myself from running. I told myself I was a fool to be afraid. The streets were safer than in broad daylight. There was no one on them. There was no one who could possibly. I thought I heard footsteps. There was someone walking behind me. I turned. There was no one there. At least I couldn't see anyone. I started walking faster. And I grabbed the revolver that Charlie had given me. Then I heard the sound again. This time I stopped and whirled around. There was a street lamp behind me. And I saw a shadow on the wall of the building. A shadow of a man. Who's there?  If you don't, I'll shoot. Take it easy, Tanya. Florian. You wouldn't want to shoot your own brother, would you? Florian, what are you doing here? Where will you follow me? Oh, just curious, that's all. I've been wondering for quite a while what you were up to. For quite a while? I've seen you go to that place several times. I even took the trouble to find out who lives there. It's that old fellow they called Charlie. That's right. Charlie does live there. He's sick. Oh, he's sick? Yes. Just narrowing a mercy, huh? Exactly. And narrowing the mercy. You act as if you didn't believe me. Of course I'd believe you. I certainly don't think you're in love with the old boy. And what other reason would you have to visit him? We walked the rest of the way home together. I was sure he didn't believe me, but I couldn't go back to Charlie's to warn him, not without getting Florian more suspicious. In the morning, I thought. But then I remembered that Charlie would be on Tonghou's junk on the river in the morning. Li Chen's tavern opened at noon the next day. The minute I walked in, I knew something was wrong. There were too many Japanese soldiers, far too many. They sat at the bar drinking. They played cards at the tables. They lounged against the walls, puffing their cigarettes, and eyeing me as I crossed the room and whispered, Don Li Chen. Why are there so many of them, Li Chen? Maybe your brother can't tell you that. My brother. He's in the back room. He said you come back to him. I knew then that I was sick with anger and shame, but I was sicker still when I saw him sitting alone in that back room when I saw the smirking triumph on his face. Good morning, Tanya.  Don't stand there and stay. I haven't done anything so terrible after all, one spy more or less. How much did they pay you, Florian? Quite a bit. It seems they've known for a long time there was one operating in Canton. They haven't been able to get their hands on him. Until you betrayed him? Yes, yes. Though they still haven't found him. There are some soldiers waiting for him over at his place where you went last night, I mean. And there's a crowd of them here. They're about to pick him up pretty soon. Didn't you get a bonus for betraying me, too? I might have, but I wouldn't sell off my own sister. I kept you in a clear. I told them you helped me spot him. Thank you, Florian. Not at all, Tanya.  I left it from your purse. After all, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be sitting pretty now. With a couple of hundred yen even a score? Huh? What do you say? There was so much I could have said, but I didn't waste the time. Only one thing mattered now. Charlie was still free. I swore by the memory of my mother and father that I would keep him free. It was a half hour before I managed to slip away from Nichen's unnoticed. Charlie had introduced me to Tong Ho, and I had been aboard his junk the week before. So the guerrillas on guard around the boat recognized me. They led me to a cabin. It's Tanya, Charlie. Tanya, I thought you were Tong Ho. You just want to show to me to courier from Hong Kong some sort of important news. Not as important as the news I have for you. I poured it all out and he listened thoughtfully. Well, they found the transmitter, of course, but that's no good to them. Couldn't they use it to send false messages? Not without the codebook. The subs would know the messages were phony. They'd figure out what had happened. But where is the codebook? Right here. Oh, none that I can see. My usefulness in Canton is over. Yeah, they'll pull out both of us. You'll take me with you. Sure. Tong Ho will take us upriver. Well, here he is now. I hope that courier's report was better than the news Tanya brought me, Tong Ho. It was about Captain of American Flyers, Charlie. What about them? Both of them have been brought into Canton. They're being sent to prison camps in Japan. They sell tonight aboard the Takotomaru. Charlie, that's the ship I told you about last night. Yeah, it's the ship I radioed the subs to torpedo. They're well torpedo our own men then, Charlie. They will if I don't count them and the order. Gotta let them know the flyers are aboard. They gotta let the ship go through. You cannot tell them, Charlie. You cannot get to the transmitter. I'll have to. But they're Japanese soldiers, they're waiting for you. So I'll get past them somehow. Charlie, no, don't go back there.  And they'll kill those flyers if I don't. There are 50 of them. There's only one of me. I said I would go back with him. I said he would need help getting past the Japs. I said I wouldn't leave Canton without him. And in the end, because I left him no choice, he allowed me to stay at his side. He told me his plans before we left the boat. They'll be waiting for me in the room downstairs. But we won't go that way. There's a trap door and the ceiling of the radio room. If we can get into the building next door and out onto the roof, we'll be able to jump over onto my building. We may get in and send a message with the radio. We may get in and send a message without even letting them know we're there. A half hour later, we were creeping up the stairs of the building next door. And a few minutes later, we stood huddled on the edge of the adjoining roof. All right. Let's jump. Try to land as quietly as you can. Then flat on our stomachs, we crawled toward the trap door and pried open its rusty hinges and lowered ourselves into the radio room. Charlie sat down at the transmitter. His codebook in his hand. I went to the door, my revolver and mine. Have you made contact with them, Charlie? Not yet. Any sounds from downstairs? No, not yet. Charlie, hurry. You're doing the best I can. Yes, but if you... Charlie. Yes? Listen. Someone coming upstairs. Two of them at least. Maybe three. Okay. Get going, Turner. I'll throw the trap door over the roof. I'll be right behind you. I've made contact now. All I have to do is finish the message. And I'll get out of here. It was a lie. It was the only lie that Charlie ever told me. I crossed the roof. I looked behind me. And he wasn't there. I went down the stairs next door and out onto the street. And he still wasn't there. I moved quickly through the crowd, still looking back, still waiting, still hoping. And then... He had pulled the lever that destroyed the transmitter. A long time later, I learned that the Takota Maru had passed safely through the submarines with 50 American flyers aboard. Charlie had sent this message in time. He had performed his last service for the OSS. The last... But one, I mean. The very last had been... Die for it. And once again, report of another OSS agent closes with the words... Mission accomplished. Listen again next week for another true adventure from the files of the OSS on... Cloak and Dagger. Paired in today's Cloak and Dagger adventure, as Charlie was Ian Martin, Tanya, Breiner Ava, Florian, Arnold Moss, others were Ralph Bell, Raymond Edward Johnson, Carl Weber, and Guy Rapp. Script was written by Ken Field, and music was under the direction of John Gard. Sound effects by Max Russell and Frank Locker. Engineering, Don Abbott. Today's OSS adventure was based on the book, Cloak and Dagger by Corey Ford and Alistair McBain. This program is produced by Louis G. Cowan and Alfred Hollander under the direction and supervision of Sherman Marks. Three times mean good times on NBC.