Christian fantasy literature, and commentary on assorted subjects
No sign of anyone to fix the kitchen light. Tomorrow is Sunday, so no one will be working tomorrow.
I will have to call the landlord again on Monday.
Not a totally bad day, just not very ambitious.
Decided to make myself chili for supper and somehow today it seemed to take up a lot more pots and cutlery than usual. I’m just out of practice.
God bless everybody
Patty
From April 5, 2012
The Episcopal Church has sent me a copy of the annual Easter Message from Presiding Bishop Katherine Jefferts Schori. It’s 383 words long, in eight paragraphs.
Not once in this message has the Presiding Bishop seen fit to mention the name of Jesus Christ.
Oh, she drops hints that Easter maybe sort of, kind of, have something to do with Jesus. In the next-to-last paragraph she says, “I would encourage you to look at where you are finding new life and resurrection, where life abundant and love incarnate are springing up in your lives and the lives of your communities.” It is just conceivable that this could be a roundabout approach to Jesus—albeit an approach that never quite gets there. And she concludes, “Give thanks for Easter. Give thanks for Resurrection. Give thanks for the presence of God incarnate in our midst.” God makes it into the very last line of the message.”
From November 15, 2012
The Wall Street Journal editors are trying to horn in on my gig as a purveyor of fantasy.
In a recent editorial, the living mummies at the WSJ said America needs a new Constitutional amendment, one that can be stated in just five words: “There shall be open borders.”
If a country doesn’t have functioning borders, it is not a country. In order to demonstrate this principle so that even the simplest minds can understand it:
1. Draw a square on a piece of paper.
2. Erase the square’s borders.
3. Peer at it quizzically and contemplate the question, “What have we got left?”
As I have so often said, my fantasies are clearly labeled as such. Those of our glorious leaders and opinion-shapers are labeled public policy.
Lord, deliver us out of their hands.
From November 3, 2015
That’s one of my Orcs in the background.
Hi! I’m the Dark Lord from those Lord of the Rings movies. Betcha didn’t know I’m real! But of course, here in the real world, I go by another name that only sounds like “Sauron.”
Anyway, I’m here today to tellya that national borders are, like, so totally obsolete, we just don’t need ’em anymore. And look around the world–those borders just don’t work. Go ahead, show me where they’re working. ( http://www.bloomberg.com/news/articles/2015-10-30/orban-accuses-soros-of-stoking-refugee-wave-to-weaken-europe )
What’s that I hear you sayin’? That me and my friends, we sabotaged the borders, we stirred people up to invade neighboring countries, we created this whole illegal immigration/refugee crisis–just so we could say, “Oops, dude, too bad, this whole nation thing doesn’t work anymore, the only thing is global government”? Would we do that to you?
You say we shouldn’t be rewarded by being given what we want, after we did everything we could think of to gut immigration laws and create a jillion refugees. But I say this–if you stupid peasants know what’s good for you, you’ll let us rule you. We’ve got the money, we’ve got the science, we’ve got the power… and you don’t.
Remember, it’s not nice–and it sure ain’t healthy!–to mess around with Sauron.
Only in the movies–oh, yeah, and in that Bible of yours: but the Bible simply isn’t true–do the good guys beat me.
And this is not a movie.
From May 22, 2021
G’dy, and happy weekend! Byron the Quokka here, with a sample of this weekend’s TV offerings from Quokka University. Last week they tried to catch us with the goods, and we had a narrow escape: fortunately the cops were too big to follow us into our burrows.
Anyway, if you’re looking for the absolute finest in TV viewing–greetings, pilgrim, your search is ended! (I heard that in a coffee commercial once: it sounds real cool.)
9:00 P.M. Ch. 04 ALIEN CIRCUS BOY–Science Fiction/Western
How better for space aliens to prepare their conquest of the earth than by touring the Old West disguised as a traveling circus? This week: Hoozkwrthopofht the Clown (William Windom) gets picked up by a suspicious sheriff (Gilles de Rais), and it’s up to Ringmaster Mtghwowllixtll (Linda Hunt) to rescue him before his Delusion Cream wears off. Agnes: James Brolin
05 BIMBU EL-SAYEED–Discussion
Bimbu’s difficulties with English don’t stop him from simultaneously interviewing cartoon characters’ rights activist Judi Kazudi and medium Erica Tadpole, who is in contact with… well, nobody. Featuring Andrew Cuomo’s brain in a jar. With the Whoopee Goldberg Dancers.
10 THE BEST OF JOHN KERRY–Waste of Time
How do you compile “the best of” when there is no “best” to start with? Panelists (Roberto Duran, Peggy Cass, Sir Kenneth Clark, and Johnny Weismuller) try to figure it out! Host: A poorly-groomed, aggressive dog.
9:22 P.M. Ch. 14 MOVIE–Mystery/Horror
In “Lassie Goes Rogue” (1961), the beloved collie turns cunning killer and terrorizes the small town of Bab-O, Czechoslovakia. Can the Bowery Boys track her down and stop her before she depopulates the region; or will Lassie finish them off first? Leo Gorcey, Huntz Hall. Dr. Potatosky: Hale Boggs. Shell collector: Jack LaLanne. Lassie’s Mom: Eleanor Roosevelt.
10:06 P.M. Ch. 33 WHO CAN SQUEEZE THROUGH THE NARROW OPENING?–Game Show for Claustrophobics
Oversized celebrity contestants try to force themselves through increasingly constricted openings. Host: Rosie O’Donnell. With Woody Woodpecker and his orchestra.
Well! That certainly makes me want to sit down and watch hours and hours of TV! Break out the potato chips!
Did not get much done today.
I am still waiting for the electrician. My landlord says he (the electrician) will come by as soon as he has time. I am afraid I will have to get more assertive about this, because no light in the kitchen is a major pain in the butt, and is not safe.
My neighbor, Josh went to the store today and picked me up a small lamp and a supply of good bulbs for it. It works well and will be a real help out there. He is a blessing.
I have to admit I was very deflated today. Plus it was dark and rainy most of the day.
Lee’s passing was only a short time ago, so there is always crying time.
I could use a crew in here, but when I am tired like this, I couldn’t even direct them.
Going to take it easy for the rest of the day.
God bless everybody.
Patty