Wow! Look at the tufts on these cats’ ears! Our cat Robbie has tufts, but not as big as these. Is there a lynx in the family tree? I don’t think I’ve ever seen cats like these.
Spring Has Sprang!!!
Spring has sprang awl “ohver” the Kampas!! Awl theez littel Croakus flouwers, tha’re awl ohver “the” Plaice!!!! And aslo we hadded this heer Grate Speatch by our Collidge Chaplin, he kicked “the” Bibul oaut Of the churtch and he Thancked Pressadint Obomb for maiking Spring “this yeer”!”!”
Well we awl gnu That!!! Waht we diddnt gnow is that Pressadint Jobydin he is The Sun of Pressadint Obomb and thats Wye he “is” So Grate!!!!!!!!!! Betchu diddnt gnow That ether!!!!! And this heer is Wye we “sing” Himbs to Pressadint Obomb and nhaow we “are” Goingto sing themb to Jobydin tooo!!!!!!
Natcherly themb no-good Crischins thay complained “and” cawled this Hairspray and sayed whee Are Hair-ticks !! Is That hat speatch Oar Waht???!! Thay wil has to has Senertivvaty Traning and “then” Get Ex-spelled!!!!
“This heer It Is “the” Niew Rellidjin we prombissed yiu” sayed The Chaplin “it is The Rellidjin of Hoap & Chainge!””!!!! Haow abuout That foar Grate!!!!!
Why I Have Bad Dreams
It’s Thursday afternoon, and I’ve been scouting the nooze all week. And here’s a story to write up the next day: American Cancer Society blames “traditional values” for “gays” getting cancer (so it’s your fault, and mine!). Right behind it comes news from Haiti. Vigilantes burn five gang-bangers alive and leave the charred corpses in the street as a reminder to others.
Close the laptop. No mas, no mas…
And wouldn’t you know it? Besieged by bad dreams all night long. I am glad I don’t remember them. All I do remember is suddenly waking up, escaping from the nightmare, and saying aloud “That will be enough of that! This stops here!” And waddaya know? It did stop!
So now it’s Friday, and I’m pretty beat… and I guess I’ll go outside and have a cigar while waiting for Joe Collidge to materialize.
It’s YOUR Fault That They Have Cancer!
Why do “gays” etc. have higher cancer rates than persons who are not “gay”–presuming, of course, that they really do have higher cancer rates and it’s not just another lie meant to make us feel guilty so we’ll give them whatever they want?
Wait for it…
“Traditional values,” that’s why! Break out the homophobia confetti! It’s your crummy traditional values and my crummy traditional values that cause “stress” among the poor sodomites (oops!), which stress in turn makes them more vulnerable to cancer. Our values, our fault!
So says the American Cancer Society, posing as some kind of “science” outfit. (Sorry for the quotation marks. They are necessary, in examining and discussing the mental gymnastics of leftids.)
Oh! And of course, of course, of course–“People of Color hardest hit!” Goes without saying, doesn’t it? Lay it on the POCs.
If I were contributing money to the ACS… I wouldn’t anymore.
[What “values”do they think we should have?]
‘Quokka U. to Teach Political Science’ (2020)
Bonus quokka photo (can be autographed by anyone)
Emergency! Viewer numbers close to flat-lining this morning! Byron the Quokka reports for duty with whatever he could grab on the fly… which was this:
Well, if you can’t get Political Science at Quokka University, where else are you going to get it? I’m almost afraid to hear you answer that!
‘Bringing in the Sheaves’
How about a good old Sunday school favorite? Here’s Tennessee Ernie Ford with Bringing in the Sheaves. (Most of us didn’t know what “sheaves” were, but we sung it with gusto anyway.)
Your Cuddly Baby… Rhinoceros?
“We don’t generally let the rhino sit on human laps, Ma’am…”
How cool is this? God’s Peaceable Kingdom comes to life! This is really something to look forward to, isn’t it? So much for “grumpy savage beasts.”
By Request, ‘I Believe’
“Someone” (?) requested this song, I Believe. “Not exactly a Christian song,” he (or she) said. But it brought to my mind St. Paul’s Epistle to the Romans:
“For the invisible things of Him from the creation of the world are clearly seen, being understood by the things that are made, even His eternal power and Godhead…” (Romans 1:20). In other words, we come to know God, the Creator, by observing all the good things He has created. So in that sense, I Believe is a kind of hymn.
P.S.: I remember Frankie Laine–he sang the theme for Rawhide.
What?? ‘Down With William Penn’?
Who’s next under the woke guillotine?
This story ran yesterday on Justthenews.com, where I saw it. But actually it goes back to January, so we’re almost three months late.
The National Park Service decided to remove William Penn’s statue from Philadelphia “to make it more welcoming… and inclusive” (https://justthenews.com/accountability/cancel-culture/erasing-history-park-service-ax-william-penn-statue-philadelphia-park). When this decision was announced, public opinion blew up in The Administration’s face and they had to back down.
William Penn… hmm… Pennsylvania… Could he possibly have had anything to do with the state of Pennsylvania, or are those names just a coincidence?
I’m sorry that I had to come to this conclusion, but events have forced me to it: I conclude that Democrats, liberals, teachers’ unions and the rest of ’em hate our country and want to bring it down. Erasing or defaming our history is very much one of their tactics. To the sane and decent Democrats that I used to know… well, I’ll bet you regret this as much as I do.
Stolen elections have consequences. Do they ever.
‘America 2.0’ (My Newswithviews Column, March 21)
When does the First Amendment stop protecting our right to free speech?
Well, heck! Whenever there’s an “emergency”–right?
And that would be whenever the government decides there’s an emergency.
T’other day Supreme Court “Justice” Kitanji Whatsit complained that that pesky First Amendment “hamstrings” the government. Guess what, sunshine: That’s what it’s for! To limit the power of government. That’s what the whole Constitution itself is for!
Someone sign her up for a high school physics class. If we can find one.