Archive for the ‘Bad Times’ category

I. LISTENING TO DEATH

June 22, 2017

(Unfortunately, we can hear death speak all around us)

1917 – 2017:    “… or else, Russia will spread her errors throughout the world.”

Interviewer:   “Does that include America?”

Sister Lucia:  “Yes.”

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Of course,  the  Russian people didn’t invent those errors;  the Russian-Soviet government just became expert at implementing them and spreading them into other nations —  by war and, as I said in the last post,  by the spread of economic and Cultural Marxism.

(For you old-timers,  “McCarthyism has come to mean a hysterical search for “communists”  under every bed, in every closet.  However,  when Soviet documents were released in the mid-90s,  it came to light that Senator McCarthy hadn’t been aware of even half of the communist infiltrators into our society.)

Economic and Cultural Marxism:   They bring ruin wherever they are spread.

Venezuela ran out of basic consumer goods,  and toilet paper, and food.   The news reports that the average Venezuelan has lost about twenty pounds;  the hard way.   Here they share handfuls from a garbage bag.

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The authorities in Venezuela ran out of something too:   tear gas.

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They’ve used it all up trying to keep their angry, starving citizens under control and they’ve put out a request to other countries for more.    Such a beautiful country – but now you have to get permission to cross the border to buy basic goods in the next country.

The United States is heading that way into bankruptcy too.    Illinois, for example, no longer has enough money to run the government – for real.   If you buy a lottery ticket in Chicago, chances are the authorities will not be able to pay you your winnings.     Detroit?    California?    I have so many examples to give you of one-party rule because once they get into office . . .  they find ways to stay.

This isn’t a catalog of woes caused by  communism- socialism –  liberalism – the Progressives – the Democrats –  whatever they want to be called.  It’s just that the same -ism mindset leads to poverty,  oppressive laws,  control of the individual,  loss of choices,  loss of freedom,  and tyranny — and to death.

The reason is awful – ly  simple.   The ideas that begat all these -isms  were begotten themselves by the ultimate Source of death.    Suppose you rejected the Author of Life,  the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.    Suppose you began listening to the voice of God’s Enemy and your writings create a World Undone.

desk a world undone by hellish vapors

The author of all these bright new ideas that begat all the -isms that plague us today is this man,  Karl Marx.

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And he knew what he was doing.   He was a tortured man, and he wrote about what forces inspired his theories:

The hellish vapors rise and fill the brain

Till I go mad and  my heart is utterly changed

“See this Sword,”

the Prince of Darkness  said to me.

For me he beats the time and gives the signs

Even more boldly I play the Dance of Death.

In this, his poem,  he’s telling us that he listened to the Prince of Darkness.    And further,  he tells us that he knows  the consequences:

 Thus heaven I’ve forfeited

I know it full well

My soul, once true to God,

Is chosen for Hell.

He played the Dance of Death and gave that Dance to the world.

Death follows.   Then Hell.

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Can we turn away from Death and begin following the principles of Life?

No.  apparently not.    Not on our own power.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

JOY AND TRAGEDY OF A 24-YEAR OLD

May 17, 2017

 

(Turning serious, now, because it’s Wednesday. ) 

Wednesday 1.jpg Wednesday.  Our culture calls it “hump day,”  a term I don’t like,  but on some Wednesdays I write about the big “hump”  the Western World has to face, and to get up and over it,  or more “Joys”  will turn to “Tragedies.”

We have to face some differences.

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There is nothing more joyful than watching  a 24- year old young man — (in general, of course) – – reaching the prime of his life,  the prime of his strength,  the prime of his self-confidence,  optimism, courage, self-assurance.  He’s so “full of himself” !!     Bursting with life.  And fun.       (Another reason why mothers have gray hairs.)

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It was with my young, approximately 24-year old Hubbie that I danced on a table in a German bar,  and we all danced the Conga, right out the door, into the parking lot,  and back in through the kitchen, snatching up kitchen staff as we passed through.

Oh, wait.  We didn’t do it in black and white:

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More like this.   In fact,   I was wearing a tiny dress like that which I had made – out of one yard of brightly colored material!     (Very long blonde hair covered the rest of me.)   Hubbie had fun too.   He eventually “matured” and life went on.

Ein prosit!!

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A 24-year old man should feel young and joyful and full of life.  He has much to learn, and he needs all that courage and strength for the life that is coming to him.   He must mature and begin to help solve the serious problems  of the adult world.   He must soon know that some 24-year olds don’t live in a free and joyful culture.

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It’s  different in a Different World.    Some 24-year olds are busy trying to escape their World:

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Here are young men;  told to wait out there in the blazing sun.    The white sign above them, the one with the Arabic letters,  says:  “For sale.”     Those young men are for sale.    In the Islamic world,  slavery exists.

One 24-year old escaped his captors, after physical hardship and torture, and he, Muhammed Yusuf,  was able to report this to people from the Western World.

As a matter of fact, although slavery has existed everywhere from the beginning of written history,  it was only in the Western World,  the Western hemisphere and Western Europe,  that people worked hard to abolish slavery.   The popes first called for its abolition from the 16th century  onward,  until finally it became a serious movement and men of European heritage — that would be Caucasian (white)  Christian people — finally enacted laws abolishing slavery in their lands.

The (Christian) Western World is a world apart from the Islamic world.

They have different values from each other.

Every day now I read of one or more attacks by “extremists”  against people of the Western cultures.   Here’s one that appeared in the news just today:

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This young man in his mid-20s is being detained on a cathedral floor, just after he has stabbed a priest in the neck, as the priest was saying Mass.   Mexico  City.    The young man is a Muslim.

A Different World.    They do not respect what we respect.

A few days ago we heard that Bin Laden’s son has declared Revenge on the Western World,  us,  and has called for our murder.

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Anytime.  Anyplace.

They do things differently.   It’s a Different World.

I wonder sometimes why the full implications of these differences do not motivate us more. 

But our government (through the entertainment-news media)  has given us a vocabulary that emphasizes a false sense of  Sameness,  obscuring deadly differences.

Our schools – and there are plenty of examples –  are teaching our children to accept the ‘differences”  that come from a Different World.

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These are California schoolchildren, learning that all worlds are “equal”  and “diversity”  means Sameness.

Leaders in government don’t seem to realize there are two Different Worlds.

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Here is the young leader of our neighbor to the north seriously practicing Sameness with the Muslims.

And tragically,  those leaders who should be teaching us the differences,  have just voted to welcome those adherents of Islam who are colonizing the Western World:

Toe the Mark Islam

As old as some of these men are,  they do not appear to have been given a classical Western education, or at least they have  rejected Classical education and are therefore unable to make intellectual distinctions between one set of values and another.

Appalling and deadly ignorance.    They cannot tell victims  of persecution from the Colonizers.      They call them all “refugees”  but accept only the Islamic ones.

Young men of military age from a Different World.

Poor Refugee

Call them refugees, but I don’t think they plan to assimilate into any Western nation that opens its doors to them.

 

 

 

 

THE WAR WE’RE NOT FIGHTING

February 13, 2017

(Well, just from my point of view – we don’t seem to be fighting.   Haven’t seen any battle axes or Crusader flags around lately . . .)

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72 of these guys . . .

    . . .   officials warned  us . . . .

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    . . .    72 guys like this entered our country in the recent rush to get in after the suicidal  9th circuit “court”  exceeded their jurisdiction and stopped the temporary halt of immigration from a few of the  countries in the world who are known and internationally recognized sources of terrorism.

I guess if anyone says “moslem ban”  then you can  laugh in their face.  With justification.  (It’s not;  and they know it’s not.)

The moslems praying in the street in my last post were photographed in Paris.   They stopped Paris traffic.    They have a right to stop traffic in Paris.    They believe.   Are you aware of how many hundreds of cars are torched every week in France?     (By “immigrants.”)

There are hundreds of No-Go  zones in European countries.   “Zones”  where Europeans cannot go.

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In Sweden a couple days ago  some policemen tried.

They were responding to  a call for help.   Doing their duty led to fires, riots,  and three policemen getting injured.    I guess Sweden doesn’t own all of Sweden.

Where is the Swedish government?     Where are the Swedish leaders?   Where are the Swedish men?

Unfortunately,   we have an answer:

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They took a trip to a moslem country.    To make nice.  To make deals.   Maybe to learn a thing or two.   Like How to Wear a Hijab and long black coats – because . . .  you’re just a female.   That parade of women in front of the two males are  the Swedish government at this present time.    They are proud of themselves.  They call themselves the “first feminist government in Europe.

The woman on the left is Swedish.       The women were learning to be . . .  learning to act like moslem women.

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I don’t know.    Learning to capitulate, I guess.

The most hated man in Sweden right now is the former chief of police of a  city in Sweden who couldn’t stand it anymore and turned whistleblower.     He told the truth about the moslem takeover of Sweden, about who is responsible for most of   the crime in Sweden, and about how poorly the country is doing economically.

He is now being investigated for hate crime.

That was a Mr. Springare,  former chief police investigator in Örebro,   if you want to look it up.  This week another policeman spoke out about the coverup of moslem criminal activity in Sweden.   Tomas Åsenlöv.       He stands to lose everything in his life too.

Why should we care?   Why should an American care?       Because it’s not happening only in Sweden.

Weiße dominanz

And neither is this happening only in Germany:      Weiße dominanz —  you can probably guess what those two German words mean:  weiss =  white  and dominanz =  dominance.

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Weiße dominanz,  as in   “End White dominance”  —  in Germany!!!     It’s a big movement.

Aren’t the Germans . . .  Caucasian?     Aren’t the Germanic people largely White?

Should not the Germans dominate  in  their own country?

Who is trying to push them out?

Die Linke, for one.    The Leftists — allied with the moslem invaders.    We in America are just now becoming aware of the affinity between the Left and the moslems who aim to promote sharia in this country too.

Are your children,  your  sons and daughters,   nieces and nephews,  grandsons and granddaughters  learning to recite the moslem prayer of submission to the moslem god?   Are they learning to memorize the Five Pillars of Islam?

Have you checked what moslem groups like C.A.I.R.  are  telling our schools what to teach?

America is a land of Legal Immigrants who assimilate into our culture which is founded in and identified by Judeo-Christian principles.


 

A classroom in Georgia,   for instance,   doing their lessons on Islam –

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Classroom in Tennessee, taken by an angry parent during moslem lessons:

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Blond-headed Dutch schoolchildren:

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A page from a lesson one day  for German schoolchildren:

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“. . .   und es gibt keinen (g)ott ausser dir.”          Oh, really?

 

Ignorance is (not) bliss.

 

 

5. STEAM KETTLE DAYS – SOMETHING SO ROTTEN

November 4, 2016

No,  I’m not going to go all Shakespeare on you tonight“…something rotten in the state of Denmark … ”  (Marcellus,  in Hamlet.)

It’s Day 5.  That’s just two more 48-hour periods of time  before the election.    Somehow  that gives me comfort.   When it’s over,  I shall purge my computer of the hundreds of stories and pictures evidencing the rotting,  decaying odious stench of thoroughly corrupted people in the top offices of our nation.

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I wrote about my shock three weeks ago when I opened my well-stocked freezer and discovered that the cord had been pulled out of the wall plug, probably a couple weeks   before.  It was a physical shock mostly.  The freezer contained something that smelled like a rotting corpse.  Took me many days to clean that up.  The smell is not completely gone from my memory.

Two more 48-hour periods of time.

We kind of know now, don’t we,  after this most recent set of leaks from whistleblowers,  just why the criminal legal proceedings have been advancing in fits and starts.   It is a wrestling match.

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Clear-cut evidence,   willing witnesses,   a long list of charges,  a legal system waiting — and then nothing.

The “highest legal authority” in the land says:       No.   Don’t do it.

Okay,  no charges.

Other legal proceedings are ongoing –  hitting roadblocks,  delays,   but the prosecutions of the cases persists.   These are prosecutions going on against corruption within  our very precious and now precarious  American system of   government!  

Corruption to this degree is  against us!

But  evidence continued to pour in.      Even while the entertainment-news media is feeding us handy words to use like  “no intention,”    “no convictions.”   and “it’s all conspiracy,”   more and more words spoken and written by H.er  R.oyal  C.lintoness and her Corrupt Criminal Clan  are being revealed to the public — that  would be “revealed to us  the American citizens,  who don’t want our government leaders sucking wealth and honor away from us.

Then the wrestling match continues:  Oh,  yes,  we have enough evidence now to revisit the case,  as I promised I would,  (James Comey.)   The investigation is back on.

wrestlers

What was that sudden wrestling move applied to our politicized FBI and that couldn’t be overcome by our highly political  Justice  Department?

I think it was this last move  by the New York City Police investigation  against the noted New York resident,   H.er   R.oyal  C.lintoness.       What we’ve learned yesterday and today was probably so compelling, and it netted in so many high top-level  federal officials,  by name,   that these people don’t have a counter move  against the NYPD.

A wrestling match that may end  badly for Them;  may end well for us,  the American people.    May.

Because this wrestling match is “above human”   Or,  “above human only.

Here’s that picture  again:

moloch-being-served

This is  Moloch,  Molech,  Molok,   etc.,  however you want to spell his name.  He is part of the ancient  Ba’al  system of gods which directed so much of the philosophy,  religion,  thought patterns and actions of  past humans.

I’m still a teacher.    I’ve been teaching my present subject for seventeen years now,  (and in another capacity,  the same subject for  “decades”  before).     Believe me,  the teacher learns a lot!     More than once I’ve had cause to observe: “The old gods are coming back.”

Moloch (et al.)  was  served by sacrifices,  human sacrifices,  child sacrifices,  (and not just clandestine airplane trips to “Orgy Island,”   stealing children from Haiti,  etc.,  in the name of “relocating orphans.”

Moloch (above)  was served with  LOUD music and drum beats,  drugs that would alter your “consciousness.”    He was served by  “doing the fertility thing,”  which would be sex, good old-fashioned fornication and adultery;  and sex with men and women,  virgins,  children,   little boys,  little girls,  and animals.  Sex, drugs, and rock n roll.   You wouldn’t have wanted to be around during those times of overt Ba’al worship.

His servants were identified by tattoos,   body piercings, cuttings,  scarrings.     Proud and defiant markings.

I’m talking about history,  right?

Moloch demanded human blood and other body fluids.    Serving him was as low and degrading to human dignity than humans can imagine.     And his influences reverberate down through human history.

Humans have an Enemy that hates us with a savage and murderous hatred.  But we’ve known that for a couple thousand years:   “For we wrestle,  not with flesh and blood,    but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places.  (Ephesians 6:12)

“Against Moloch and the other Ba’al type gods which have been identified  in our history.”

Wickedness ends in death.

Those of you who  have read some of these latest disclosures about our Rulers in high places,”  know what the wrestling match is all about.

And you know the main problem is stealth.  Stealth!   Stealth!   Stealth!   Accomplished by distraction and misdirection  and darkness.

But the wrestling match is going on, it’s there for us to discover  if we can pierce the darkness and tolerate the stench.

Election 2016:      One of the candidates is NOT involved in these activities.

 

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(I’ll  soon purge my computer of everything that has to do with this election, and I’ll probably delete the last two weeks’  worth of blog postings too;  and depending on who they tell us won the election,  it will be either immediately, or else soon after.)

Purging The Spruce Tunnel  too.

FUNK OF DOOM

October 15, 2016

I can get into some pretty good funks once in a while.

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When I write about them here, it’s usually with self-deprecating humor;  self mockery.  It’s actually kind of funny to be in that deep blue funk for a while, knowing that there’s really no good reason for it.      Just “enjoy” it while it lasts.

But this is different.   It’s been growing,  like a deep shadow just at the edge of your vision that becomes larger and larger until you can’t ignore what’s causing the shadow — and you have to confront it.

Things creeping up on you –

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I wrote last time  “… you should see the expressions on the faces of the people I know ….”  Their expressions expressed what I was feeling about current affairs, about politics, about the future.   I had hoped that talking about things would make us feel better,  but no conversation can do that now.   Everyone seems very concerned.

I was with someone this week, having a conversation,  maybe hoping to get some perspective.   I was funking quite doomily for a while,  but I wasn’t getting any push-back, and I wasn’t being contradicted.    Turns out we probably have the same perspective.   Different experiences, same perspective on things.

It’s more than this:

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Follow that red line,  curving downwards right now at the first section end.   That’s my “emotional”  charting.     Biorhythms.      They seem to follow reality.    So I’m right down scraping  bottom — but it’s not that.

This funk began a few weeks ago when I start fearing – actually fearing – this election.

As I also wrote in that last posting about October 13th,    our Hundred-Year Probation is on its last year.   This is it.   It begins this month and the likelihood of doom increases each month.    No more time to reform ourselves, I guess,  or for reforming our nation,  for steering our nation into a different, safer direction.

We’re going to get hit.

hrc-stern-70  The Poor Sick Lady promises to “shoot Russian planes down” if she gets elected.   I wonder what that will lead to.

 

The latest report on World Debt is that the total owed by the world is well over 152,000,000,000,000 — and that’s by deceptive accounting practices used by world banks.   Actual auditors estimate that the World Debt is quite a bit higher.  (If every country in the whole world sold everything of value and all the world’s value was added up together,  it would still not be enough to pay off the world’s debt.)

Why does Debt matter?     Because historically,  every time big bankers (or countries)  have gotten into impossible debt,  our Rulers have started a big war.

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And now we know from Wikileaks and her emails that she tells Wall Street that she is squarely on their side,  she just has to do some “campaign rhetoric”  against them   You know,  she says,  a Public Persona for the people,  a Private Persona for us insiders.  She’ll do their bidding.

Our Rulers make back some money.    We die.    It’s called an oligarchy, and it’s never good for ordinary citizens.   It’s always good for the Establishment politicians.   The ones who know how to “win”  an election.

But my Funk of Doom tells me this has to be.     I can read Ezekiel 38 and Zechariah 14 as well as the next guy.    We all know this world system has to be brought to an end.       I’m expecting a bad, bad outcome to this election.

But, hey;  I’m no politician.

And it’s my funk, doesn’t have to be yours.

(DNC) – “DEAR MRS BROWN”

July 25, 2016

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Dear Mrs.  Brown,

First,  I am going to assume you and your son Michael have the same last name.    And “Mrs.”  is one of the highest titles a woman can receive (and earn); so I am going to use that honorable title for you.

mom and ch   In addition,   I share with you the awesome position of motherhood with all its beauty and wonderment, and awesome responsibilities.

I am wondering about some things.   I am a mother too,  and I know some things that the children we raise must be taught.

I also have a son that grew to be quite large,  larger than most of the people around him, larger than  most of his friends.   Mrs. Brown, did you teach your son that his size might intimidate others, and that he could easily become a self-entitled bully, just by the way smaller people react to his size?

Did you (and his father)  teach him and teach him by example  to be gentle with other people, respectful?

Dd you teach him that you don’t “throw your weight around” – not by shouting and intimidating words, nor literally, physically -although he easily could?

mom bl and son    Did you teach him the Ten Commandments (which elevate all cultures) such as Thou Shalt Not Steal?

Did you teach him that shoplifting, even a small item,  is stealing?

Did you teach him that when the store owner catches him,  not to become intimidating and  not to push the store manager down into a display,  even though your son, Michael,  does have the physical strength to do that?

Dear Mrs. Brown,    does he know that he can be a bully people and ignore   laws which ordinary  people have to live by —  but he mustn’t?

Did you teach him that one doesn’t walk down the middle of the street?

That it’s dangerous for him to do so?

That it’s against the law for pedestrians?

That it’s disruptive to traffic and rude to drivers?

That when a policeman tells him to “get off the road,”  he should do that?

Mrs. Brown,  does he know that when you break a law, like stealing from a store,  that your description will become known to the local police?

Mrs. Brown,  does he know that policemen have a DUTY to stop you if you look like the lawbreaker  and ask you questions about where you’d just been?

Policemen have duties to do, in order to protect you and me, and to enforce public safety laws?

Mrs. Brown,  did you teach your son, Michael,  to show respect to a police officer who is talking to you?

And to stop walking so he can talk to you?

And not to shout back?

And not charge his police car?

And not to reach into the car and try to take his gun?

Did you teach him that there would be eye witnesses and videos and forensic evidence of his actions inside the police car?

Did you teach him that those actions against a police officer could result in his death?

Mrs. Brown,  did you speak up when people began lying about what happened, in order to arouse the anger a few people of his own race?

Mrs. Brown, did you speak out to the public and teach them  that this whole movement, based upon something that didn’t happen with your son  should come to a stop because it is based upon an erroneous premise and it promotes contempt,  hatred, and violence against police officers –  whom we all need to keep the police and public safety for us?

Did you speak out to the crowds to tell them to have respect for your son by telling the truth?

The truth about how your son grew up?

The truth about what your son did on the day of his death?

The truth about what happens when anyone doesn’t obey the law?

The truth that there consequences for living according to your own impulses, without self restraint, without reference to a Higher Power?

Dear Mrs. Brown,  I hope you are not riding high on the phenomenon called celebrity.  It’s a heady experience,  but it does no honor to your son, and his death would remain meaningless.

And the falsehood that grows and grows and arouses anger in more people will result in the death of many policemen,  (and not the “bad” policemen who are then prosecuted, but policemen in general,  the good ones.)

And law and order will break down.

And it will be even more difficult, if not impossible,  for a peaceful society to produce safety and prosperity for more and more people.

The political process:

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I hope all these people know,  that you can’t break laws just because of who you are.

THE DAY I THOUGHT I KILLED MY DAD

June 9, 2016

Well, it’s been 60 degrees inside my house for the past couple days.    I feel the cool air more when I move through it.    If I keep moving, of course, I warm up, but my first inclination is to find a nice cozy quilt-cave to wait out this cold spell.    (Was  it just yesterday that I called my goldfish the Sissies?)

So,  me –

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It’s fleece jackets, quilts, and books for me for a while.   And thinking.  (If you lived in my head, I think . . .  I really think you’d have a lot of fun.)

The thinking that my mind does comes from many angles, and sometimes the thoughts converge.     Today:  (1)  –  It’s Thursday, and I’m reminded by my common daily prayers that this is the day of the week that the Last Supper occurred;  and Christ told us:  “This is My Body.”   and then (2)   just a week or so ago was the Feast Day of Corpus Christi,  reminding us to think about  what This Is My Body really means.    And (3)   Thursday leads to Friday, the day which Jesus actually gave His “broken” Body in self-sacrifice for us . . .  which leads to Saturday,  Our Lady’s Day, alone with her thoughts,    and then Sunday . . . what it was all for.

Thursday to Friday to Saturday to Sunday . . .

Like climbing a  beautiful mountain,  beginning with Thursday leading all the way up to the summit of Sunday!       (Because we don’t just “remember”  these things;  we’re supposed to internalize them in amazed wonder . . .  and gratitude, if we really understand everything.     I’m running out of years, Dear Readers,  to get this right.)

(4)   So – my Dad?   My poor Dad?

A long, long time ago I enrolled in Arizona State University.  Wa-a-a-a-y   across the country.     My parents,  in a surprising gesture of generosity,  offered to drive me out there — because they needed to see that part of the country too.

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I was 19 years old and the proud  “owner”  of two baby sisters, 2 and 4 years old that year.

We posed them in front of all the interesting scenery during that trip.

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I put them on top of everything,  so I could take their picture;  rocks, barrels, roadside signs,  touristy objects,   fake mules  :

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And we, the whole family,  traveled through strange-looking territory:

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Funny,  I do actually remember taking all these photos.   Like the proverbial  yesterday.

My Mom was often busy taking care of the little ones,  and that left my Dad and me free to explore the sites more intensely.      We were strong and adventurous.     I was 19, as I said,  and my Dad was an “impossibly” young 38 years old.

I thought he was invincible.

Somewhere along the trip we came to Long’s Peak, Colorado.      14259 ft.

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And there were signs all over about Hiking Trails and Climbing Long’s Peak —  and it sounded like a good adventure.     I don’t know if we went right to the very peak, where the mountain comes to a small point,  but we came pretty close.   I remember seeing signs for  “12,000”  feet and then “13,000”  feet, with arrows pointing onward and upward.

Here,  if you want to do it:

Long's Peak Trail

At about that 12,000 feet sign my Dad said something I thought I’d never hear him say:  “Let’s  stop and rest for a  little while.”

Oh, sure –  a chance for me to take lots of photos!      But my Dad didn’t.

And then, we went farther on,  higher and higher … until my Dad said something again.   Something like “Do you think we’ve gone far enough?”    He  sounded very much out of breath.

(Something I understand now whenever I visit my grandchild who lives  in the high altitudes of the Sierras.)

I said I wanted to take his picture, a photo of his accomplishment, so he put on a smile:

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Right after that photo,  he plopped down hard on the ground – and shook his head in a rather frightening way but he didn’t say anything.   And I looked at him and he looked kind of funny.   The skin on his face was blotchy, white patches and red patches.  I’ll never forget those colors.

We had climbed longer and farther than most of the other people on the mountain that day.     It occurred to me that my Dad was in trouble and there was no way I could get him down the mountain and back to our car by myself.    My mind just went blank at the thought that my hiking enthusiasm  … might … have ….   killed him!

I should have been watching over him!   I should have been aware!

Well, he recovered.   He was young and strong – Viking stock.    We made it downhill and back to my rather concerned young mother . . . .

My Dad and I have talked about this incident occasionally.   He remembers how he felt,   but most of all what he remembers, and what he talks about,  was how glorious it was near the top of Long’s Peak.   What magnificent scenery.   How  beautiful, how lovely —  an amazing, thrilling adventure with no regrets.   And he was glad I had gone with him!

Climbing a mountain –   like  Thursday, Friday,  Saturday, and Sunday.

Honestly –  the thrill is so similar.  So real.   so life-and-death.

A 12-YEAR-OLD GIRL DIES (III) GOOD NEWS

May 25, 2016

(Who says “history”  isn’t interesting!!)

Well,  good news for you  in this third posting about the recent burning death of the little girl.   But the bad news is that the “good news”  happened a few centuries ago.

Everywhere the desert crescent-moon god  conquers, it’s accompanied by things like murder, burning, beheading,  crucifixions,  rapes, and slavery — as a policy of conquest.   You can read about new incidents every day.     They’re happening.

A thousand years ago, people of  three major  religions lived together in a peaceful arrangement in Jerusalem.   In Jerusalem!    They each had their section of the city and it worked.   Goods and information were traded back and forth.

A group of Christian men and women dedicated to taking care of the sick and wounded in the Holy Land built up hospitals in Jerusalem for residents and pilgrims.

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They built hospices and hospitals all over.     Beautiful, clean,  open airy hospitals.   They came to be called The Hospitalers.   Otherwise known as the Knights of St. John.     They were dedicated to God and to the help of His poor and sick.   For two hundred years they did their work.

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This ended as  a militant variety of one of those three religions came and conquered the territory,  killing everyone off, taking over control of the city.   Although Christian Europe rose up in defense and created a safe “kingdom” in the area,  it was not organized or strong  or really very safe.

However, now once again pilgrimages were possible,  but not always safe, for the radical, militant conquerors threatened travelers.

 

And that didn’t last long, because another wave of militant conquering effort eradicated all Christian influence –  from their own Christian historic places.   No more pilgrimages!

(The equivalent outrage would be like IF Europe were to suddenly prevent all Muslims from visiting Mecca.    Terrible!  They have a right to visit their historic religious sites.    But so do Christians have a right to visit the land where Christ walked.)

The Knights of St John, the Hospitalers,   heard of the same things that we hear of today:  rapes and murders,  burnings and beheadings,  crucifixions,   enslavement,  forced conversions to the desert crescent moon god.

But they rose up and added to their work a second duty: the defense of Christian lands.

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First in Rhodes, then in Malta,  they kept guard.

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There were only a few hundred knights to guard Europe from this island outpost!   And less than two thousand other soldiers to help them in battle.

And one day . . .

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. . .  one day  one hundred thousand militant islamic  soldiers sailed into this bay,  far outnumbering the Knights of St. John on the island of Malta.

100,000 men versus  about 2,000 Christian men.       One of history’s most dramatic, thrilling stories.

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This is Dragut,  the leader of the 100,000 —  legendary for cruelty, ruthlessness — and effectiveness.   I will not mention the name of the overall leader of this militant culture.  He is not “magnificent,”   unless you are trying to flatter him.

Now, you can find out how this story ended in books or on YouTube.  “The Siege of Malta.”   Or look up “The Knights of St. John.”      The weaponry alone is an  amazing story.

But  the whole era is good news –  good news because men rose up to defeat the advance of such a culture that was cruel and murderous at that time.   They heard of barbaric cruelty against innocent civilians — and they rose to act.

They knew about  babies born to Christian families were STOLEN from their parents;  then raised under severe spartan conditions; forcibly made to submit to that desert crescent moon god;    then trained to be the most violent and suicidal soldiers against the Christians. These are the  ghostly, ghastly  Janissaries you’ve read about in history books.

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The Christian men,  these knights,  understood that wave after wave of military advances needed to be stopped,  or all of Europe would descend into barbarism.

Here is a map of the advance of radical militant islam,  but the purple should be green:

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They are aiming to fill in the rest of Europe with purple now.  They’re doing it first by the movement of vast numbers of their young men into European countries.   They’re doing it by using European laws – for a while.   They’re doing it by using the tools of socialism which promotes self-loathing among Europeans and Americans.     And they’re doing it,  they’re conquering,  by out-procreating the native Europeans.     They know it and they’ve spoken boldly about what they’re doing.  They mock and ridicule and insult their European “hosts.”

But they will also conquer by their former means when it is possible.

So this  “good news”  is that, once,  Christian men rose up to oppose a group dedicated to such cruelty.      Christendom reformed itself and rejected “cruel and unusual”  punishments.    The Church never allowed forced conversions — and condemned and excommunicated those who did, wherever possible.    (Do not expect “Christian kings”  or kings over christian nations to be restrained by the Church.   Some kings,  some governments,  were evil.   Don’t get distracted.)     

Good Christian men rose up,  once,  and halted the advance of the cruelest followers of the desert warrior crescent moon god.

We have work to do.    In my own country we can read of honor killings;    of acid being thrown in the faces of “disobedient”  wives;   of the commonly practiced  mutilation of female genitals;     of shootings and stabbings accompanied by the desert warrior cry stating their “god is greater.”

We have work to do.

We have learning to do.

Like,  “what do we really believe in?”

Anything worthwhile?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

CHRONOLOGICAL SNOBBERY, ELVIS, & the F-35

April 5, 2016

Okay,  I promise to tie this all together;   and don’t reject the remedy until you think about it — for a few years.   Ha!     Sorry for the length – this is almost “stream of consciousness,”  a literary form that made some people famous, right?

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Things aren’t working right and we’d better hurry and find out why —  before our politicians tell us how to fix things,   according to their own agendas.

Time to go to Confession.

But before you can do that,  you have to make a good Examination of Conscience.  I mean,  some wrongdoings come right out and bother you.    But others are hidden there, and you have to learn and think about it before you acknowledge you might be guilty of these other things too.

Well, the sin,  the defect,  the wrong-thinking,  the missing-the-mark, the stupidity,  whatever you want to call it,   can be called Chronological Snobbery.   It has devastating consequences to the individual, to the friends we have,  and to the society   which we live in.   It’s a sin that truly causes harm.

And picking the right presidential candidate is not enough to fix it.

I’m going to ramble a bit –  and start off with a photo of a Scorpion:

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Yeah!

We all grew up in an atmosphere that fosters this wrong-thinking, so much so that it’s like the air we breathe, invisible and “normal.”     The “air I breathed in” as a child was on the edge of the Illinois Prairie –  I love this place — and right near our home was O’Hare Air Base!  We could roller skate or bicycle to the fences around the air base and watch the newly invented jets take off.   Try to identify them.   (The Deltas were the easiest, of course,  but I’m sure we saw these Scorpions.)

And we also tred to retain our hearing after a jet screamed off a few hundred feet overhead.   (They didn’t have to turn off their after burners in those days.)    It was a chest-pounding, ear-splitting, almost overwhelming experience.  Loved it!   Vivid memories!

In this area, on the outskirts of Chicago were many factories, and many fathers came north with their families to find work and make a decent living.      In our area, most came from either Mexico or from the hills of southern Tennessee.

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That’s where I first heard of Elvis.    My friends from Tennessee had such a strong accent that it was hard to understand what they were saying for the first few months,  but after school — oh, my —  it was easy to “understand”  the music  they sang on the bus ride going home.

It was a sound I had never heard before, but it touched us all deeply.   Emotional,  religious,  family songs and love songs.   And these Tennessee friends talked about someone they knew from the region they had come from,  some were even related to him, cousins,   second cousins,  and all that complicated complex inter-relatedness of southern families,  a someone named Elvis, and they sounded proud of him.     (His home was Tupelo, not that far away.)

A few years later,  he “exploded” onto the Big Screen and then everyone knew about him;  but I remember him for   how  he was talked about before….  a “cousin,”  a member of an extended family.    A family member.  A good boy with a lot of talent.

But  Elvis was crushed by his fame . . .  because we were in a new era.

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These girls are a little older than I was,  but my friends and I did  our best to imitate them.  I loved wearing these skirts!    We were all told we were special because we were “teenagers.”    Now, that was fun.   Exciting.  “Important.”   Flattering to our growing egos.

But “teenage”  was also an absolutely ARTIFICIAL and cynically-created demographic group   which not only aided “Madison Avenue”   and kept the money flowing,  but it was also a powerful aid to  the “progressive” revolution.    Flatter us,  we’ll follow the trends,  tell us how we’re supposed to have fun,  what attitudes we’re supposed to display — and we’ll join your side for “Progress.”

Such emphasis on “Progress” is a tool for World Domination.

Dumb kids, we were.   Never before in the history of families have 12-20 year olds been separated out from their family and told they were different and special and misunderstood and therefore they ought to feel separate and apart from their own family,  rebellious,  rejecting the guidance of their own parents.

Don’t take away our fun!

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We’re not “like” our parents.   Families are there only to serve us until we’re old enough to leave.   Walt Disney told us  “You are the Leaders of the 21st Century!”   I heard that over and over again.   I never asked “why?”

We were now dancing to a deformed and fame-crazed Elvis,  no longer a good boy,  no longer acting like his family would have wanted him to.     His end is a reflection of our present-day culture:  self-indulgence,  materialism,  immorality . . . .

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Was Elvis harmless fun?    Compared to what has inevitably developed now,  it seems harmless.   But it wasn’t then, and it certainly isn’t harmless now.

We know the downward roller coaster Elvis was on.   As was all of our society, all our culture.     We simply let go of values.

Chronological  Snobbery

Being  aware that you are a “teenager” –  whatever they told us that meant,  whatever fun and privilege  that idea gave us —  being aware of this,  is snobbery:   “My age is the best.”  “My era is the best.”     ” My demographic group is the best.”

Chronological Snobbery means that you think your Times are the best, most progressive, most beneficial to mankind era that ever was.    You are the culmination of all of history;  your Era is what history has been leading up to — and the past must be repudiated completely.

The F-35

That’s a real heart-breaker.     I’m not even going to put a photo of it up here.  It’s a real embarrassment to the people of America.

Like Elvis,  the F-35 is a bloated, costly, unworkable product of a period of time that has jettisoned all the Good Values that had made our country great –  all the wisdom of the past;  all the wise restraints of the past;  and all knowledge of how humans should live together.

We think our age is so wise,  and in our snobbery (our conceit)  we have become really, really dumb – like children without parents,  harmful to ourselves and harmful to others and we do not accomplish what we set out to do, but only make things worse.

(I’m thinking of a few presidential candidates here.)

Before this decade,  we had built powerful and effective fighter jets that actually did help protect our country.  Now we cannot even build this super-dooper,  ill-conceived,  poorly planned,  all-purpose fighter jet.   It is, so far,  three times over cost  (recently estimated at more than $160,000,000 per jet — how would you  like to be responsible for flying one of those!)   and it is not yet safe to fly.

Elvis.   The F-35.    Teenagers.      Society broken down into separate demographic groups which have nothing to do with the character of the individual and which cannot accomplish what it needs to.   Progressive Politics that is trying to lead us to a bigger, better,  super-dooper, ill-conceived world governance.

That is:    The needs of the individual be damned.     Personal Freedom be damned.  Families be damned.   National sovereignty be damned.   Christian values be damned with all its old-fashioned care for the poor and the weak and the helpless,  the talk of equality before God,  its clinging to the principles of Natural Law which apply to all mankind, its strength and cohesiveness . .  .  and its ability to prepare us for the next world.

Ooops,  I’m getting long.

Oh.  The “Remedy.”

Recognize our “Chronological Snobbery.”   It truly is a “sin” that causes harm.    Admit we don’t know much because we have rejected the values and wisdom of the past.   The way, way past.    Realize that pop culture has nothing to teach us, and only corrodes our thinking.    Accept that none of our Rulers,  none of our leaders, none of our politicians will be the source of our  healing and possible resurrection of our society.

Values and wisdom of the past.   The way they did it.

If you understand a little about the “sinfulness” of Chronological Snobbery,   and IF you are an atheist,  an agnostic,   or a Protestant,  I guess you can pretty much excuse yourself,  pronounce your own forgiveness –  and continue on.

But those “isms”  didn’t build up Western Civilization.   Just a historical fact.    You know that Western civilization is rooted in the Catholic Faith –  until the break-aways in the 16th century . .  .  and then you can  read in history books what happened to us.

For me,  GK Chesterton told it best:     “The Catholic Church is the only thing that saves a man from the degradation of living in slavery to his own century.”

I don’t like slavery,  mental or otherwise.    Building a civilization takes constant hard work, effort, purpose,  and self-lessness,  based upon traditional, universal values.

Otherwise,  there truly is “degradation.”

Observe it all.   Sheeeesh!    We really can’t build a decent workable fighter jet anymore!

 

EVIL CHILDREN

April 1, 2016

 

I didn’t know what to call this posting.    But, yeah,  it’s Friday in Easter Week –

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–  so I was doing what I was supposed to be doing:  thinking back on the whole Easter thing, and specifically one week ago,  not only a Friday,  but Good Friday.

And why did it all happen?

Why did it all have to happen?

Did you see this on the news this past week?  —

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America.   Near Philadelphia.   People sitting on a commuter train,  subway thing,  when all of a sudden a small group of six year olds began shouting obscenities,  punching, kicking,  and otherwise threatening the passengers.  This picture is from the video — the words of these vicious six-year olds had to be bleeped out.

The story is here.   

It is a scene out of Lord of the Flies.     It’s a scene from the Passion of the Christ where those devlish little boys chased Judas out of the city.   It’s a scene I’ve posted before, showing tiny children being taught how to behead teddy bears;   a 5 year old holding a little machine gun;   a sweet little 4 or 5 year old girl holding a large knife yelling “Stab! Stab!  Stab!”

And we don’t realize how common scenes like this occur.      Little children fighting, slapping,  swearing at their parents in a store.   We don’t pay much attention anymore.  When I spent a year teaching 4 and 5 year olds in a well-known Kindergarten type school,  I was astonished at the sexual activity among some of them.   As well as their language. As well as their defiance towards any adults,  most especially their own parents.  “Normal”  suburban kids, without any knowledge of God.

I have in my memory so many actual news stories of dangerous children . . . .

Oddly,  this was predicted for our century in the early 1600s, when the intensity of such moral depravity was not ever suspected.    *.

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In around 1635,  from this building,   it was predicted that there will be a  time when the world sinks into moral depravity so widespread and deep that the very innocence of  children will be corrupted —  which indicates it’s going to go deeply into the next generation when they grow up – and don’t know how to live and don’t know what to teach their children.    The whole culture is depraved and unworkable.

(By the way,   when the passengers on that Philadelphia train pleaded with the adults who were with those out-of-control children to “do something,”   those adults became defiant and aggressive towards the victims!)

The century for when this deep moral corruption resulting from a repudiation of the True Faith was named:   it is the 20th century.

We’re living it now.  Our world is  a fulfillment of that prediction.   We don’t even understand what it means that “the innocence of children will be lost” —   what “innocence” ?   What innocence are they supposed to have?     Other centuries would be astonished that we can’t even answer that question.

The prophecy said: A time “when the world sinks into moral depravity . . .”   It will become as bad as it can get – and such times will illustrate the danger and murderous insanity of sin,  where no one is safe.   And children can be evil too.

This is an illustration why we had to have a Good Friday.    An  illustration of the stark contrast between a world living without its Creator and a world that can choose to live in obedience to its Creator –  Who is also its Savior.    Dying in  propitiatory sacrifice because of  these sins.

. . . . An act which offers the Hope that if we turn back to God, we will be given the power to overcome sin and intellectual darkness, and to reform ourselves.

 

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*.   I write of the visitations of Our Lady of Good Success in Quito,  Ecuador.     That’s enough words to use in any Search engine if you’d like to know more about  the descriptions of our Age,  what’s going to happen,  what the remedies could be.

But I’ll write about it more later on too,  maybe in a month or two.

ELECTION 2016 – BURNING DOWN THE HOUSE

February 18, 2016

I think this just about shows my opinion of current American politics:

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We’re pretty much burning down our own house.

I was actually there at that house, once a few years ago.  Hubbie and I visited South Carolina and we stopped in to see the lovely Boone Plantation.   Well cared for, gracious,  and beautiful.    Civil.     Of course, it wasn’t on fire  then- and it never was.   This is a scene from a Hollywood movie that was filmed at that location.

But it feels like a terrible loss anyway.

If we have a thousand or so years left on this planet . . . (which some doubt – but I think it could be possible)  then historians at that time in the future will look back on America circa 1800-2100 and write us in as footnote, perhaps;  a footnote to a discussion about “democracies and republics after the tradition of Greece and Rome.”

That’s all.   Republics don’t last much longer than a couple hundred years.   But our immortal souls will,  and whatever political system we’re born into will not help determine our everlasting destiny.

Just so you know I’m not too alarmed by all this political mess.

So,  who’s running for the office of the president in the 2016 election?  I have two philosophical enemies:   One is the philosophy of Revolutionary Men:

That would be the French Revolution – the one that gave us the political terms  “Left” and “Right”  — sitting in the chairs on the Left side of parlement, or on the Right side.  It’s an old term that seems to linger . . .

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She, on the Left,  is currently the favorite of our Rulers.    I don’t know if she’ll make it.  There are some very bad reports of her ill health that just don’t go away and just keep increasing.  She might not make it.  She calls herself a Progressive,   which is about a deceptive a term as you can get.   (What does she want us to “progress”  towards?  If Americans were educated in their own Constitution and History,  they would not vote for her . . .  words.)

The other Leftist candidate at least is honest about his intentions:

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(I’ve left the attribution in there.)

Socialism came right out of the French Revolution too (and it’s antecedents) and it has never worked anywhere it has been tried.  As a matter of fact,  wherever it has been imposed,  there has been increasing misery, poverty,   loss of freedom,  and historians have even had to invent a new name for the results of socialism:  Democide!    Well over 100,000,000 people have been killed intentionally by their own socialist governments, mostly in the 20th century.   Killed, punished, dimished,  and impoverished  their own citizens.

Astonishingly,  people either are unaware or unconcerned.   Socialist words are powerful -= because they appeal to human needs.  They don’t answer human needs,  they just appeal to human needs.      And good people hear that appeal.

But just so you know:  if the State sees to it that you get everything you need,  then the State will tell you what you need.   And what you can’t have.   What you need from the State will be defined by the State.  (Not exactly the American ideal of freedom.)

Maybe that’s why the deceptive “progressivism” wins votes too –  they’re a little more subtle about their methods.

But it’s all about gathering your votes.

How about the “other” side?    Those on the “Right”?

Really not much difference, I think, except for a few.   Our Rulers have the one or two that they will permit us.    If we put up too much of a fuss  with our ballot boxes,  then they risk being caught out in the open,  so  they may have to back down for a term or two.   Most of their “dislikes”  have had to drop out of the race;  they got very, very little media coverage, even though some of  their ideas were pretty good.

There is one remaining towering  (ahem!)  figure of defiance.     Just for fun, you may want to listen to how he is treated.   Everyone is talking about him.   If you know what an adjective is,   write down the adjectives you hear describing him on TV, radio, in newspapers, and in social media.    Then put the adjectives in two columns, one for negative, one for positive.

One of those columns will have zero words or phrases.     

You can do that with images too,  images of him and images of people talking about him.  Two columns . . . .

The pope has apparently – today –  called this man “not-a-Christian” —  but since this comes from a man who says “we’re all God’s children” and “we’re all on the road to Heaven” —  then I guess that’s pretty meaningless.  What does it matter if you’re not a Christian, beyond some sort of traditional insult.      Well,he’s  “not one to judge” anyway.

Socialism appeals to human needs, to human emotions,  to human feelings.

So there is much in the various information sources about these characters in the 2016 presidential race;   all kinds of opinions.     You can find your way around them.

I  love the United States of America.   I think it was a good idea.    I just really wish enough people will rise up and put the fires out.

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But we’re going to need a lot of intelligent firemen.

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INVASION MAGNITUDE

November 17, 2015

 

One last look at some international affairs before I retreat into my yearly introspection, reliving the November of 2010.

Before I do that,  there are a few more photos to “use up”  on my desktop concerning the European invasion.

They say they are traveling northward to work.   Some are.

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But at this hotel job opening, in Germany somewhere,  I think it was,  hundreds were turned away because there were no jobs to give out to these young men of military age.   In fact, the hotel itself was being closed as a hotel,  to give the rooms to the newcomers.  So . . .  even fewer jobs for the Germans too.

We’ve all seen the photos of uncounted thousands of people marching across fields and across the country roads of rural Europe.   It’s hard to imagine the magnitude of the mass movement of human beings.

Here they come

And then, where do they “live”  now that they have left their own land?

Have you seen these encampments?

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Eastern Europe somewhere.   I remember the article had said this was one of several giant encampments.     How many ?

There have been strife, wars,  revolutions,  coups,  civil wars, and deadly disturbances in the Middle East for many decades in the modern era,  six or seven or eight decades.     There has never been a  previous mass migration into Europe.      Why now?

Most major cities in Europe have No-Go zones now where Europeans are not safe – or welcomed in their own land.    Can it be true that the population of  Brussels is now 30%  Muslim?

Instead of a conquering army of men on horseback wielding Saracen swords,   the conquering is done by the mass movement of men who then occupy the cities of Europe and claim territory as their own.

There have always been non-Europeans living in Europe.   

But this is a different matter.       Many of the “migrants”  are giving messages to the countries they have come to, such as this video directed at France:

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I mean, a photo from the video.    The video was recorded in French. Here’s the transcript:

    If you are sincere to Allah in your worship and in your creed and are unable to make Hijra
    Then operate within France. Terrorize them and do not allow them to sleep due to fear and horror.
    There are weapons and cars available and targets ready to be hit.
    Even poison is available so poison the food and water of at least one of the enemies of Allah.
    Kill them and spit in their faces and run over them with your cars.
    Do what ever you are able to do in order to humiliate them, for they deserve only this.

 

America has this “matter”  to think about too.     One night I listened to the truck drivers on the radio comparing their experiences at truck stops.   They would be taking care of their trucks,  and then buses would pull in to the truck stop,  let the passengers out,  the passengers would not talk or look around but just “use the facilities,”  buy something to eat, and go back into the bus.   The passengers were Middle Eastern men.

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The American government is also flying them in on our large passenger planes.      Into our country.

Nope I want more

He has plans for lots and lots more.

And using the Liberal Fiction called “vetting.”     Vetting many thousands of young men whose country of origin keeps no databases:  no financial databases,  no educational databases, no medical databases;  no centralized recordkeeping.    They are going to vet them . . .  how?

I guess that will be the job of the news media,  to find out who the men were, after they have made themselves “known.”

Now I turn away from such serious matters, for a while,  to matters closer to home.  

 

 

 

TRYING TO RETURN

October 16, 2015

Sorry for the long absence.   I’m  trying to return to normal,  getting through several weeks of  intense anxiety,  uncertainty,  frustration,  anger,   and dismay.   So much  not like me, so I hardly know how  to think about all that.  

Tomorrow will help.  

The energy around here has been rising all week.  It’s in the air.  Everywhere you go.   

Tomorrow is . . . the Game.

Football Dogs

 

See,  my humor is even coming back.             (hmmmph)

Tomorrow will be one small step towards Normal.   

And then I’ll let loose with a bunch of postings.

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GO,  SPARTANS!

 This is the biggest rivalry in this state.         Won’t mention the other c o  l o r s.

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