Christian fantasy literature, and commentary on assorted subjects
From June 13, 2022
I only heard this morning about a new fad heating up in our glamorous urban centers.
Subway surfing!
It’s easy and fun to do. Just pick a train and hop onto the roof, preferably before it gets up to full speed. See the little guys in the video walking along the top of the train. I don’t know how fast New York subways go, or for how long the, um, “surfers” stay on. (I just looked it up: top speed, 55 mph.)
This has been going on for several years in cities all over the world. In 2018 in New York, the MTA reported 68 deaths, half of which they ruled to be suicides.
Yeahbut, yeahbut! You can get on YouTube!
Oh, well then! What’re we waiting for…?
I went back and tried to bring over the video to this post, but I couldn’t. If you wish, you can watch it on YouTube PD 2/24/2026
From June 8, 2016
On June 1 this wack-fest was held to celebrate the opening of the Gotthard Base Tunnel under the Alps, in Switzerland. I have selected the shortest of many videos that illustrate–well, I don’t know what it illustrates.
To me the images created for this event seem like something from a badly damaged brain shorting out just before it flat-lines. To others, it’s a lot of New World Order/Illuminati code and symbolism that reveals a satanic origin. Or maybe the Swiss are just trying to one-up the Presbyterian Church USA: their General Conference opening ceremonies are generally a hoot.
I don’t believe in secret cabals of fiendishly clever villains micro-managing world history in the service of their master, Satan. But I do believe in fiendishly stupid or demented, overpaid, overpraised, in-love-with-themselves big shots who blunder into one folly, one mass sin, after another… in the service of their master, Satan.
As weird and apparently lunatic as the images in this ceremony are, what’s weirder still is the gallery of well-dressed, obviously upper-crust ninnies soberly and sagely watching it all.
They’re the ones, I think, we have to watch out for.
From July 27, 2017
I suppose I could be writing about world events, politics, or other Important News, instead of bothering with fashion. But some of these seemingly trivial things turn out, in the long run, to be more important than the big stuff.
Kill the culture, and it’ll kill you back.
One of the latest poison darts blown into our culture comes from Gucci, the fashion giant, with their Fall/Winter 2017 “fashion campaign,” aka “Gucci and Beyond” (https://www.cnet.com/news/gucci-star-trek-inspired-fashion-is-sexy-retro-sci-fi-heaven/). It seems to have been inspired by corny old science fiction movies and TV shows from the Star Trek era.
One of its centerpieces is models posing as women with blue skin and red lip gloss. Is this supposed to be beautiful? It’s only ugly. But then the whole point of humanist culture is to flee from everything that smacks of being human–hence their fanatical support for all things transgender.
True, high fashion has always had a streak of freakiness. Danny Kaye made fun of it, singing “I’m Anatole of Paris…and I hate women!” Mad Magazine had The Attack of the Fashion Model Zombies. There’s a lot about our whole pop culture that’s deep-down freaky–and we are not the better for it.
Today I spent a great deal of time just following the progress of the storm. It looks like we got about 18-20 inches here in town.
People are really sick of winter around here. Not a typical New Jersey winter.
I am hoping for a major melt, which should be happening in the next few days. They have gotten the streets pretty clear, but my poor car in in Siberia right now.
I am going to make my supper now and watch something on YouTube.
God bless everybody.
Patty
From June 18, 2015
Our country continues to lurch into abnormalcy. For instance–
Recently a Florida family was nearly destroyed, and certainly tormented, by a government agency laughingly called “Child Protective Services” ( http://liberty247.net/cps-seizes-boy-for-playing-in-own-yard/ ). It seems the 11-year-old boy came home from school, his folks weren’t home yet, so he shot some baskets for a while… in his family’s own yard, waiting for his parents, who had been held up by traffic and bad weather.
That was their crime. Inevitably, a neighborhood busybody called the fuzz to report an unsupervised child–oh, the horror of it all!. The machinery of the state swung into action. The parents were busted, strip-searched (!), and thrown in jail for a night. The boy was taken away from his family for a month.
All according to Florida law.
Why do we have such laws? Our civil authorities can’t or won’t do a blamed thing to protect us from being invaded by illegal aliens, or having our towns and cities torn apart by rioters, nor do they seem all that effective against regular criminals–but oh, baby, they are hell on wheels when it comes to crushing peaceful, law-abiding citizens! What? There’s a kid playing basketball without Da-Da looking over his shoulder? Lemme at ’em, lemme at ’em! Calling all cars, calling all cars! Be on the lookout for a kid shooting hoops…
Why do we tolerate this? No wonder our kids are obese, with a prison pallor, and do nothing but sit on the couch and play video games and text each other. That’s all they’re allowed to do! Childhood in suburban America has become a prison sentence, with no time off for good behavior.
You’d swear somebody in charge was trying to engineer out of the American mind all capacity for independent action, independent thought. Then you remember that this is precisely what our “progressive” policy-makers and educators have been trying to do for going on a hundred years.
And now they’re doing it. Doing it to our children and their parents.
And we’re letting them do it.
Shame, shame, shame upon a conquered nation, and freedom surrendered for the asking.
From February 15, 2014
As Global Warming continues to pile snow and ice on our neighborhood, we have observed some peculiar behavior.
We pay to park in our neighbors’ lot next door. Because our building doesn’t have a driveway or a parking lot, the only alternative is to park on the street and have our cars buried by the passing snow plows. I gave that up when some drunk totaled my car, speeding down the street in the middle of an ice storm.
Well, everybody’s been getting stuck in this parking lot lately. The owner of half of the lot refuses to have it plowed because he put down gravel in the summer and he doesn’t want the gravel to be plowed up. So it’s a mess.
Next door to the parking lot is a school. Because children must never be allowed more than a minute or two without adult supervision, when school lets out, a mob of cars descends on it–unemployed moms and dads, taking time out from writing poetry and composing geometrical theorems, have to pick up their kids, who must not be allowed to walk home.
In all weather, one of their favorite tricks is to block the entrance to the parking lot next door. But in this weather, they force their cars up the private driveway to wait for their kids on someone else’s private property. Sometimes they get stuck in all the Global Warming. The lout who got stuck yesterday grabbed a tenant’s snow shovel, dug his car free, and left the shovel lying in the middle of the lot as he drove off with his kid.
Oh, look–it’s snowing again! If only we paid higher taxes and gave up all our freedoms, our glorious leaders and scientific sages would put a stop to this weather.
And I am the Sultan of Swat.