I Feel Like I’m Back at Work

Most of today was spent working on things for my accountant.

There’s a lot to do, and spending a day doing accountancy really did bring back my old bookkeeping days.  It amazes me–the sheer number of transactions an ordinary household has during any given year.  This year, because of the number of medical bills we paid, it looks like I will be better off itemizing. The accountant will tell me which way is best.  He is a very good guy, reasonable, fast, and thorough.

My table has assorted stacks of papers all over it.  Thank heaven I eat at the computer.  I like to watch something while I have my supper, so the papers will remain untouched until I start up again with them tomorrow.

Have a good night, stay warm and dry.

God bless everybody

Patty

 

Memory Lane: The Cone of Silence REPRINT

 

From February 12, 2022

The “Cone of Silence” bits from Get Smart were some of the funniest TV comedy ever. Edward Platt (the Chief) never failed to make me laugh; and of course you had Don Adams, too.

It made me laugh then, and it makes me laugh now. They worked up several dozen variations on this theme, every one of them hilarious. YouTube has a bunch of them, if you want to laugh yourself silly.

Get Smart ran from 1965 to 1970. That’s a lot of Cone of Silence gags!

Our Murdered Cities and the Freedom-Eaters REPRINT

From May 1, 2012

“Gary, Indiana, Gary, Indiana, Gary, Indiana. Let me say it again. Gary, Indiana, Gary, Indiana, Gary, Indiana. That’s the town that ‘knew me when’…”

Most of us have heard that song. It’s from “The Music Man.” It’s a famous song, and it made the city famous. How many American cities are the subjects of a famous song?

But Gary, Indiana, for all practical purposes, is no more.

There are still some 80,000 people living there, according to the 2010 census—a decrease of almost 17% from the 2000 census. In 1960 Gary had a population of over 178,000; so today’s population figure represents a decrease of about 55%.

To get a better feel for what those numbers mean, you have to see the pictures. You can take an online tour of Gary, Indiana, on the “Forbidden Places” website.

Yes, the pictures tell the story. Schools, hospitals, the Methodist Church; post offices, factories, office buildings, and the Jackson Five Theater—all abandoned, all quietly rotting away. Broken windows, floors covered with debris, and peeling ceilings. Tons and tons of equipment, furniture, and accessories: desks, hospital beds, wheelchairs, file cabinets, electrical fixtures. And outside, mile after mile of empty streets—no cars, no pedestrians. When 80,000 people inhabit a city that once, and not so long ago, housed 178,000, it leaves a lot of unused space. One is reminded of Isaiah’s prophetic vision of the ruins of Babylon:

“It shall never be inhabited… But wild beasts of the desert shall lie there, and their houses shall be full of doleful creatures; and owls shall dwell there, and satyrs shall dance there.” (Isaiah 13:20-21)

Culture Rot… and Conan Doyle REPRINT

 

 

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From June 13, 2018

Culture rot in the West has deep roots, at least as deep as the French Revolution. The 19th century came up with Marxism, Darwinism–and spiritualism, a new “religion” based on communication with the spirits of the dead.

A major factor in the rise of spiritualism was the devastation caused by World War I, which shook many people’s Christian faith right down to the ground. These were Christian countries killing each other’s young men by the millions: something must have gone very, very wrong. So a lot of people started looking for answers… in spiritualism.

Among the chief proponents of spiritualism was Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, the man who created Sherlock Holmes. Doyle also believed in fairies. I don’t write this to show contempt for him. Doyle was emotionally shattered by the war, losing a son, two nephews, and a brother, and spiritualism was his way of trying to cope with it.

In 1926 he published a novel of spiritualism, The Land of Mist, featuring Professor Challenger, the hero of The Lost World (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Land_of_Mist).   In this novel Challenger, scientist and skeptic, is converted to belief in spiritualism. It doesn’t make for very edifying reading.

In Chapter XII we find an account of a seance in which a medium summons up the spirit of a “Pithecanthropus,” a prehistoric ape-man which has since been upgraded to Homo erectus, a human. The original science that reconstructed Pithecanthropus is today presented as a comedy of errors. But in 1926 it was settled science.

Here’s a footnote by Doyle, discussing the incident in Chapter XII.

“The account of Pithecanthropus is taken from the Bulletin de l’Institute Metaphysique. A well-known lady has described to me how the creature pressed between her and her neighbor [at the seance], and how she placed her hand upon his shaggy skin. An account of this seance is to be found in Geley’s L’Ectoplasmie et la Clairvoyance…”

This illustrates G.K. Chesterton’s maxim that when a man ceases to believe in God, he doesn’t believe in nothing; he’ll believe in anything. You can think of as many more illustrations as I can.

Conan Doyle wound up believing in a lot of things which Sherlock Holmes would have sneered at. We shall be more charitable than Holmes. Spiritualism swept through British popular culture and is, of course, still with us today. Along with equally queer beliefs in Man-Made Climate Change, gender fluidity, and utopian socialism. One wonders what the churches have been doing, all this time.

Chesterton was right.

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Artafishiul Intelerginse! It Is The Waive Of The Futre!! REPRINT

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From April 13, 2018

I amb hear to tel yiu ordinary Dum peeple “abote” Artafishiul Intelerginse that meens Roebots! Thare is a guy he “Is” in Jappan he sais he is “Going” To has roebots and Cumputers run his hole Town and thare wont be No Moar stopid peeple “Trying To” do it!!

Hear at Collidge wee “are” wirking on Roebots thay wil do Evry Thing and us Interllecturals al we Wil has to do fromb now On is studdy moar Gender Studies and rite Cow Boy potery and play whith Play Doe!!! Exept our Prefessers thay dont Whant Roebots “to” do thare prefessering Becose then thay wuldnt has no jobbs!!

Wel the Thing abote Roebots “is” thay al gots Cumputers in thare branes so thay Are alyawys Smart and thay cant nevver make No misteaks!!! Becose Artafishiul Intelerginse it is Better “then” Reel Intelerginse in fact’d Thay are a Lot like “Mr. Spoque in” Star Treck and if Artafishiul Intelerginse it was Voting insted of stopid dum peple Hillery she wuld Be our Pressadint!!!

My prefesser he sayes Artafishiul Intellerginse it shuld jist “do” Evry Thing becose Work Blows! and no boddy thay shuld nevver has to Work no moar exept al them dum and stopid christins and oncet we got Artifishiul Intelerginsse Up and Runing then we Can “get rid” of Boarders and give Anmesty to al the Undoctaminted Immergrints in the whorld!!!! and aslo Free Stuff to Evry Boddy exept wite hetrosexial Mails!!

This hear It “is The” Waive Of The Futre!

To God Be The Glory

Today Was Pretty Much of a Dud

Sometimes, I do wonder where my energy went.  Yesterday was really good, got a lot accomplished and started some things I had been putting off. Today, however, is a  very different story.  Zip in the shape of energy, lots of brain fog, and I was mostly ambition-free.

I’m going to try something different.  Tonight, after supper I will write a modest list of to do’s for tomorrow.  A truly modest list.  Maybe 3 or 4 small tasks that can be finished in one day.

I certainly don’t want to bore you with talk about jobs done–or undone–but this is a truly new phenomenon for me to handle.   I’d bet anything it is related to the grieving process (which is lousy in and of itself).  I would not wish it on the Premier of Red China.  Do they still have a Premier?

Also, I miss the talking–Lee and I would talk from the time he got up in the morning until we went to bed at night.  About everything. It is very quiet here, and that is another thing I’m not used to.

Well, that’s about all there is for now.

Tomorrow is a brand new day.

God bless everybody

Patty

 

‘Toni the Tampon’ Teaches Kids That Men Can Menstruate REPRINT aate

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Well, I’m back from my walk, and good and cold: lotsa Man-Made Climbit Change today.

Yesterday Linda alerted us to a new “gender-inclusive coloring book” for children, The Adventures of Toni the Tampon, which teaches children that men can menstruate. (http://www.nowtheendbegins.com/liberal-insanity-new-book-toni-the-tampon-teaches-children-men-can-menstruate/) Is it really necessary to say that this is wicked foolishness?

Somewhere out there must be someone with enough public clout to offer a $10,000 cash prize to any man who can prove that he can, and does, menstruate. And women who say they’re men, because they’re nuts, aren’t eligible. Let’s see how long it takes for some guy to win the prize.

Did anyone notice that all this transgender hooey shifted into high gear after the Supreme Court stuck us with same-sex pseudomarriage? There is no appeasing these people, these culture-killers. God only knows what they’ll demand, after they get what they want by way of legitimizing “gender fluidity.” Please, Lord, grant that we never find out!

We need to find some way of protecting our children from this evil; and it probably involves protecting them from what we laughingly call “public education.”

‘All-Gay Comedy’ Bombs at Box Office REPRINT

How to Choose and Care for a Pet Lizard

I do have to write about this bilge from time to time, but I don’t have to show pictures of it! Here’s a nice pet lizard instead.

From October 4, 2022

Would you believe it? An “all-gay romantic comedy” with an “all-2SLGBTQIA+ cast” has been a box office bomb? (https://variety.com/2022/film/box-office/bros-box-office-bomb-why-billy-eichner-comedy-flopped-1235391341/) Say it ain’t so, Joe!

Libs of all stripes, not just the sodomite crowd, are always dumbfounded to hear that regular people just aren’t as fond of them as they damned well better be or else. So of course the failure of this nothing movie has to be due to “homophobia.”

I think it’s much more likely due to simple revulsion. And being sick and tired of getting clobbered over the head, every day, with “gay this” and “trans that.” Can’t these people just shut up about it?

Well, of course they can’t.

This whole business is a project of Satan Inc., with the goal of destroying the human race and nullifying God’s plan for our salvation.

And they’re amazed a lot of us ain’t buyin’ it.