Christian fantasy literature, and commentary on assorted subjects
You have to click the link above to see this, but it is worth a watch. Sometimes youtube does this to me. Sorry Patty
From April 24, 2017
So, then, lemme see… Your name is Emmanuel Macron and you’re running for president of France: and you say you’re in favor of “globalism and European integration,” pretty much open borders, and you’ve said there’s no such thing as French culture, and “France is not a fixed identity” (http://www.vdare.com/posts/marine-le-pen-shows-the-voters-the-real-macron)
And the big fat stupid nooze media, one and all, are calling you a “centrist”?
I mean, is that what a centrist is–someone who wants to put his own country out of business? Words sure take on funny meanings, when the nooze media use ’em.
Running against him, Marine Le Pen, who believes in France and wants to keep it going, is described by the same nooze media as “far-right”–if you want your country to go on living, and not be erased, you’re far-right–with a “dark” vision, blah-blah-blah.
If M. Macron is a “centrist,” what do you have to say or do to be considered loony Left? Start up a petition asking the German army to invade again?
All of this is obviously aimed at the poor Jean Q. Publique who still believes what he reads in the papers and think it would be a good thing to have a centrist running the show, because centrists are, like, at the center, they don’t hit you with wacky, France-destroying policies.
My paternal grandfather and his sister, Great-Aunt Louise, were born in Paris and came to this country as children. I bear a French name. I am dismayed by what has been done to the homeland of my ancestors.
Think how France has suffered–Revolution; Napoleon; Franco-Prussian War; World War I; World War II–and all of it the product of blustering idiocy on the part of France’s leaders.
They mean to keep it up until there’s no more France.
God save us.
Last night, I watched some TV (on the computer, as usual) and went to bed. A typical, normal night. At one o’clock I woke up. I mean really woke up. No matter what I tried, I could not get back to sleep. I tried milk, crackers, etc. The usual remedies–all to absolutely no avail. At around five o clock I threw in the towel and got up. Between 5 and 5:30 is my usual wake-up time, anyway.
Needless to say, I’ve felt like something from Zombie apocalypse all day. Glad I accomplished what I had to yesterday, because today I was totally useless. Insomnia is such a thief of time–it ruins the night in which you are trying to sleep, and it wrecks the next day.
I’ll admit I sure watched a lot of documentaries today. That’s about all I was good for. Thank heaven for all the interesting stuff that’s out there. I really got into poisonous plants this afternoon.
As Hercule Poirot would say “the little gray cells were very tired today”.
At least the weather is lovely.
Tomorrow is bound to be better.
Have a good night, all.
See you tomorrow.
God bless everybody.
Patty
From August 7, 2014
There are books that make you want to stand up and cheer; and there are books that make you want to sit down and sigh.
A publicist has invited me to review “a compelling new book [that] fuses science and religion, exposing the cross as an ancient navigational instrument.” For thousands and thousands of years, church and state successfully concealed these great secrets: until the guy that wrote this book came along and uncovered all this ancient knowledge that was kept a secret from everyone but him.
Sigh.
“By modern-day standards,” says the press release, “religion, astrology, and science [what–no palmistry?] are three separate entities that not only contradict each other, but rarely cross paths.” Mr. Author, however, “reveals that all three were once used in unison,” blah-blah.
Sigh.
Look, I have no problem with the idea that what we call “civilization” may be very much older than we think it is. Just because people lived long ago doesn’t mean they were jidrools. Was it only a lot of ignorant cavemen wiped out by Noah’s Flood? (God’s flood, really: but I use the shorthand.) Was it the Flintstones who built the Tower of Babel? Clearly the Bible allows us to speculate that ancient people were every bit as capable, intelligent, mischievous and sinful as ourselves, and that what we call “prehistory” is only history that has been lost. The Flood, for example, would have erased practically all traces of an antediluvian civilization, and the long years would have done the rest.
But here we have the usual drivel about how “the Church in its desperate struggle to keep a profitable business alive and functioning” was nasty enough to bury all this ancient knowledge and hold us back from being all we can be, etc., etc. Boo, hiss. I hate it when the Church does that.
No, I’m not going to divulge the title of the book or the name of the author. They won’t get any free publicity from me.
Atheism is only a small cog in the great machine of godless popular culture that teaches the human race to be numbskulls.
Yabba-dabba-doo.