Are we dealing with preposterously rich people who have a whole room set aside for their cats? And it’s spotless, too. Are we sure we’re still on earth? And the cats have a robo-vac to play with. Sweet!
Christian fantasy literature, and commentary on assorted subjects
Are we dealing with preposterously rich people who have a whole room set aside for their cats? And it’s spotless, too. Are we sure we’re still on earth? And the cats have a robo-vac to play with. Sweet!
It’s damp and overcast again today, but that hasn’t stopped the bees. Here the bumblebees are out in force, busy with our bumper crop of wildflowers. And I know one or two persons who think the bees are out to get them and it quite unsettles them. They’re afraid of getting stung.
But bees don’t sting out of mere cussedness, although I’ve known wasps to sting for no apparent reason. Bees, though, die when they sting; and that deprives the hive of a worker. So they only sting when they think they have to.
Naturally, bees will sting to defend their hive and their queen. They’ll also sting if you actively molest them, or if they get attracted to bright clothing and somehow get caught in your shirt: it’s self-defense.
I’ve got bees all around me when I sit outside to write. This time of year, we have a lot of flowers and thus a multitude of bees. But I’ve never been stung. Why should I be? Bumblebees, honeybees, and little native bees abound here. I like watching them.
Where I grew up, on the other side of town, the wasps and yellowjackets would sting you just for the halibut. But I’ve been here forty-plus years and never been stung.
For the most part, it’s simple: don’t bother the bees, and they won’t bother you.
David the shepherd boy killed Goliath the giant by slinging a stone at him. This was one of my favorite Bible stories, and when I was a boy, I tried to learn how to use a sling (just what the neighborhood needed!). I could never make it work; although Bobby Baker, two houses away, could sometimes sling a stone… if he got everything just right.
The sling was a common and powerful weapon throughout the ancient world. The major armies usually had companies of slingers. The best ones came from the Balearic Islands. The Romans provided their slingers with uniform ammunition; but David just picked what he needed out of a creek.
The video tells us it takes tons and tons of practice to become proficient with the sling. I wonder what those guys from the Balearics were paid. There’s no doubt in my mind that David was able, with his sling and a stone, to kill the Philistines’ champion. This kind of face-to-face duel has echoes in Homer, Achilles vs. Hector, etc., and was doubtless an authentic feature of Bronze Age warfare.
I’m not suggesting we should all go out and see if we can become slingers. This blog post is for historical purposes only and should not be taken as an encouragement to mischief.
Ooh, wait, I know! Don’t start kindergarten till the kids are 12!
What progress! Armies of kids marching off to school in diapers! Haven’t been potty-trained, you see. I really can’t recall anything at all like this from my own days in kindergarten.
Is that the choice now? Either the teacher spends the day changing diapers, or else is free to groom little children for “gender reassignment”?
Save the children! Take them out of public school.
Worse than the Great Plague! Bring on the mail-in ballots
The thing to remember here is that as they did it in 2020, they’ll do it again in 2024–a nice big panic, lockdowns, ballot drop boxes, and mail-in voting–and surprise! Another Democrat victory.
Here’s the kind of panic porn they were trotting out three years ago. “Thirty million dead with COVID!” And it was pure fear-mongering. It was not true. Its entire purpose was political.
How else do you get a monkey like Joe Biden into the White House?
Are we prepared to say “No, no, no!” this time?
I don’t have a hymn request this morning, so I’m on my own, take the first hymn that pops into my head–To God Be the Glory, video provided by the Northern Baptist Assn. I don’t know who’s singing… but the landscape is beautiful.
It’s fun to watch cats play-fighting, wrestling, tumbling all around. It’s been our experience, though, that what starts out as play doesn’t take long to get out of hand. With hissing, ears laid back, and a loud squawk if either party’s bitten.
Yesterday it felt like it was just going to keep on raining forever, here in New Jersey–buckets and buckets of it, starting last Friday. Or was it Thursday? Anyway, it was an awful lot of rain, under dark and dreary skies. It had to have been at least ten inches of rain.
But today it’s finally sunny, I got to write outside. Stands of white wildflowers have sprung up all around the yard and the bees were out in force today–bumblebees, honeybees, and the little native bees–collecting nectar and spreading pollen.
We often take these things for granted; but it’d be wiser and happier to appreciate their beauty. We have so many wildflowers here! In all different colors.
Remember to thank God for his handiwork. He didn’t have to create beauty. But He did… and that should tell us something.
The schools are in the nooze, big-time, lately. Don’t blame me; it’s my duty to report it.
But here’s a bit of good news, for a change.
Uncounted thousands of parents, all over Canada, coast to coast, turned out a few days ago to protest the public schools’ grooming children for “transgender” (https://www.breitbart.com/politics/2023/09/21/anti-grooming-protests-sweep-canada-parents-speak-out-transgender-propaganda-schools/). The protests sprang up in Ottawa, Edmonton, Calgary, Toronto, Vancouver, and Montreal–just to name the biggest demonstrations. Yes, even in Vancouver. Who’d have thought it?
Remember this about liberals: they don’t give a damn what anybody thinks, they’re right and you’re all wrong, and they’ve got the teachers’ unions and control the schools… so there!
Speculation abounds that this may be the beginning of the end for the Trudeau Far Left government. If only… Well, we’ve heard that before. Maybe this time it’s true.
Gee–why wouldn’t people want their children taught they ought to try a sex-change?
Libs can’t understand that any more than they can understand the Bible.
Someday “teachers” will be doing this for 11-year-olds. Maybe that will keep them out of mischief.
This is one of the most towering damnfool things I’ve ever heard. I’ve just got to write it up for Newswithviews (so stay tuned tomorrow). For the time being, here’s the quicky blog version.
From “Your Tango”: “Teacher Explains Why More Kindergarteners Than Ever Are Starting School Still in Diapers” (https://freerepublic.com/focus/f-bloggers/4184855/posts). Catchy headline, isn’t it?
So myriads of children are showing up for kindergarten without the benefit of potty-training–five years old, most of them–and teachers are having to change their diapers for them. And all that time they should be teaching ’em that boys can be girls and girls can be boys and America’s a racist hell-hole, etc., etc.
But why are so many kids not potty-trained?
If you guess that trendy stupid ideology’s behind it, you won’t go wrong.
Ee-yah! No small number of parents have bought into this: it’s not just karma raining on the teachers’ unions. When you cultivate stupidity, it grows. Heck, it grows like freakin’ kudzu if you don’t constantly prune it back.
That’s what’s happening with our civilization. Kill the culture, and it will surely kill you back.