Christian fantasy literature, and commentary on assorted subjects
I’m not qualified to analyze anyone’s computer models. But I do think I understand how various kinds of people behave.
At yet another of our revered institutes of higher learning, yet another sage of a college professor calls for the jailing of anyone who denies “Climate Change” or whatever else they’re calling it this week ( http://finance.townhall.com/columnists/michaelschaus/2014/03/16/professor-wants-climate-change-deniers-thrown-in-jail-n1809711 ). This jidrool, by the way, is a professor of philosophy, not science. I won’t mention his name; let someone else give him his 15 minutes of infamy.
America’s universities have become notorious for their intolerance of free speech, let alone dissent. But what’s really at issue here is this:
Honest men do not demand prison for anyone who disagrees with them. Honest men do not jabber, “The science is settled! The debate is closed!” when they’ve been at pains to prevent any debate from ever taking place, and refuse to discuss the issue in public. Honest men do not natter on about carbon footprints and then ride around in stretch limos and private jets.
Ask any policeman what he thinks when someone sees him coming and immediately turns and runs away.
You can tell a lot about people by the way they behave. And the Global Warming mullahs do not behave like honest men.
From November 12, 2016
Whine, whine, snivel, snivel…
Now for a brief excursion into Ninnyland.
Liberals just can’t stand it that the people told their candidate, Careless Clinton, to take a hike. How could they? The ungrateful wretched peasants! And so, to register their protest against reality, they have taken to wearing safety pins on their outer clothing ( http://www.mediaite.com/election-2016/people-are-wearing-safety-pins-to-protest-trump-and-signal-that-theyre-a-safe-space/ ).
See, that’s supposed to be a signal to other sissy liberals: “It’s okay, I’m as big a twollop as you are, it’s safe for you to talk to me! You won’t hear anything at all that you don’t want to hear.”
You blocks, you stones, you worse than senseless things: it was your side, your precious crooked Democrats, who recruited thugs and paid them to invade Trump rallies to touch off violent incidents. It’s your side who physically attacks anyone wearing a Trump button or T-shirt. It’s your side that’s doing all the rioting. It’s Democrats that it isn’t safe to be around.
The safety pin nonsense was started by dopes in the UK who are all bent out of shape because regular people voted to secede from the European Union. That makes them all racists, you know. And biggits.
But decades before that, sado-masochists–one of those “minorities” so cherished by liberals–used to wear safety pins so they could recognize a kindred spirit in a crowd.
Well, liberalism is nothing if it’s not masochism.
Like the title says, that’s how I feel.
It is said that as you grow older, time goes faster. Boy, is that ever true.
I finally wised up and started mailing my rent check. Conditions are just too iffy to count on making it downtown, so that way it is always there on time.
Lee and I would often joke about his Aunt Gertie, because it seemed like she could only do one thing per day. If she had something to do at two in the afternoon, she’d prepare for it at nine in the morning. Sorry Gertie, I know just how you felt. That seems to be my limit now, too.
Tomorrow I have to mail Lee’s final manuscript.
I didn’t get a chance to tell you that yesterday when I was getting the manuscript together I found the first six chapters of the final book typed and edited. Lee was right. He had said he had done that. It will be a great help in deciphering the hand written one. Sort of a Rosetta Stone. There at least is enough there to figure out names, places, etc.
That was a great find.
So, my one big task tomorrow is to get the book to the Post Office.
Anything else will be a bonus.
God bless everybody.
Patty
They were going to euthanize a cat with a broken leg. This couple swept in and saved this big boy.