A Degrading Form of Government

The current issue of Biblical Archaeology Review (Sept./Oct. 2013, Vol. 39 No. 5)  includes an article–“Portraits of Ancient Israelite Kings” by Irit Ziffer–that is fascinating for its depiction of how absolute monarchy turns human beings into groveling nebbishes.

Illustrations of ancient monuments show grown men prostrating themselves before kings and actually kissing the ground the king walks on (pg. 43), waiting on the ruler hand and foot (pg. 46), and being presented to him, stark naked, as his prisoners, to kill or enslave as he pleases (pg. 49). These monuments span many centuries of history in Mesopotamia, Canaan, and elsewhere, showing the long persistence of tyranny.

Is this not a shameful way to live? But it seems a way that our own country’s rulers are intent on imitating. Most of the members of our ruling class, if they could trade places with one of those kings, would think they’d died and gone to heaven. Just imagine Hilary Clinton sitting on a throne, grinning at some helpless prisoner, and you’ve got the picture.

While all this was going on around them, God gave His people Israel laws by which they could govern themselves, under God, as free men and women accountable to Him. Unlike their contemporaries everywhere else, the rulers of ancient Israel could not have someone put to death just because they felt like it. Under God’s law, that person had to commit one of several capital crimes, and could not be sentenced to death until he had been convicted by the testimony of at least two independent witnesses.

But of course the people of Israel rejected government by God’s laws and clamored for a king, because all the other nations had kings. God punished them by giving them what they wanted. Over time–as told in the Bible–the kings of Israel and Judah drifted farther and farther away from God, dragging the people with them: and the end result was destruction at the hands of the Assyrians and Babylonians.

We in America have followed the same road; and it will take us to the same destination.

P.S.–To view the article online, visit the BAR website, http://www.biblicalarchaeology.org

I Win an Award!

I have just been informed that my book, Bell Mountain, has won a Global Ebook Award–a bronze medal (third place) in the category “Fantasy/Other World.”

I never knew I was even in the running! Looks like I had to beat out a whole passel of other books, too–many of which must have been quite good.

What does this mean? Free publicity, more reviews from more reviewers, and a nice Bronze Medal sticker to put on the cover of my Kindle edition. Not to mention a big surprise for me, which will eventually subside into a warm glow of satisfaction. It’s the first award I’ve ever won for my writing.

Yee-haaah!

What Turns You Off Fantasy?

My wife says it’s the names. She was recently taking a Lord of the Rings trivia quiz, and threw up her hands, shouting, “If I ever tried to read this blasted book, these [deleted] names would drive me absolutely loopy!” The name “Galadriel” really gave her fits.

“That’s not fair,” I protested. “After all, you like Russian novels. They’re full of funky names! How can you read about characters with names like Vsevolod Zhitomirivich and Sopiko Guramishvili, and be frustrated by a name as simple as Galadriel?”

“That’s different!” she said. “I’m used to the names in Russian novels.”

To each his own… But I can’t deny that there are a lot of screwy names in fantasy literature, and I suppose there are readers who can’t warm up to it on that account. Burdened with enough goofy names, a fantasy novel may sink irretrievably into mere silliness.

I read a lot of fantasy, and much of it is just plain awful. It’s not the names that put me off. It’s the deluge of cliches, especially those pertaining to female characters. I am especially averse to air-headed young girls who are treated as love goddesses by sickly-looking young males with hairless chests; to warrior-women who routinely outfight strong men twice their size; and even more especially to wenches with insatiable sexual appetites. Like, what ever happened to normal girls and women? I get the impression that a lot of this “literature” is written by male nerds who don’t get out too often and deal mostly in wish fulfillment, and young feminists with bad complexions.

It’s enough to send you running off to Russian novels.

I continue to wade through the mire, in search of well-written fantasies that satisfy my imagination: the last one I found was Inkheart. As soon as I can find another, I’ll let you know about it.

Americans are NOT Stupid

The Ideology of Stupid

Hardly a day goes by without some bozo with The New York Times, The Huffington Post, or The Washington Post, or an overpaid academic, or babbling Democrat prating about the scourge of “income inequality.”

None of these turkeys ever shows up on your doorstep to hand you a check that makes your income equal to theirs. They complain about “income inequality” at $10,000-a-plate dinners.

I propose that from now on, anyone who speaks of “income inequality” as a problem to be solved–especially by government–be pushed down a long, steep flight of stairs.

Could we please use our heads for a minute? The term “income inequality” necessarily implies that there must be such a thing as “income equality.” But does anyone know when that ever existed? Or where–except in a cemetery?

Would anyone even want a state of “income equality”–in which the industrious and the bone-idle, the creative and the dull, the diligent and the indolent, the skilled and the inept, the dedicated and the what-me-worry, the deserving and the undeserving… all get exactly the same income? Why do these morons talk as if such a thing were actually desirable, something we ought to strive for?

Nothing good can come of releasing such toxic stupidity into any discussion of, or meditation on, public policy.

But just try to pry it loose from “progressive” ideology, and see how far you get.

My Favorite Lines from Movies

There are lines spoken by characters in various movies that have crept into my own everyday language, serving as a kind of shorthand. Some of these lines have slipped into a lot of people’s speech–maybe even yours.

1. Mandy Patinkin, to the villain with six fingers, in The Princess Bride: “Hello! My name is Inigo Montoya. You killed my father. Prepare to die.” The fact that he’s holding a sword when he says this lends credibility.

2. Roy Scheider in Jaws, having just looked down the gullet of the meanest shark in the ocean: “You’re gonna need a bigger boat.” Yes, many situations turn out to be a lot more challenging than you expected.

3. The Mexican bandit, Gold Hat, to Humphrey Bogart in Treasure of the Sierra Madre: “We don’t need no stinkin’ badges!” You can replace “badges” with just about any word you happen to need at the moment. As in, “We don’t need no stinkin’ cat license!”

4. The Witch to her slowly-being-hypnotized victims in The Silver Chair: “There is no sun…” Just like there’s no left-wing bias in the “news” media.

5. Stan Laurel to Oliver Hardy in Block-Heads: “Remember how dumb I used to be? Well, I’m better now.” Uh-huh.

I could keep this up all day, but those five above will always be among my favorites.

What are some of yours?

‘Nother Progress Report

First it was the plumbers and the landlord turning everything upside-down, then family members needing help, and finally my knee blowing up. Nevertheless, as Helki the Rod might say, I reckon I’m about half done writing my new book–Bell Mountain #7, The Glass Bridge. I don’t know how.

Rocky Bridges said, “There are three things that everyone in the world thinks he can do–run a hotel, manage a baseball team, and write a book.” I don’t know about running a hotel or a baseball team, but I’m here to tell you that you would be positively amazed by the number of obstacles that pop up in front of you as you try to write a book.

Gee, this knee hurts.

Still, I’m happy with the way The Glass Bridge is taking shape. I think its readers will be, too.

 

…And America’s Thought Police

Canada is not the only “free” country that has a problem with freedom.

You may remember the Christian bakers in Oregon who declined to obey a lesbian’s order that they create a cake for her same-sex mock “wedding.” Naturally, the state government treated them like criminals. Hey, when a lesbian says “jump,” you jump.

As reported recently by The Oregonian, the state of Oregon doesn’t want just to punish the Christians. It wants to get their minds right. The Oregonian quotes Labor Commissioner Brad Avakian: “The goal is never to shut down a business. The goal is to rehabilitate.”

Gee, I wonder how the government plans to “rehabilitate” this man and wife who believe the Bible means what it says, that same-sex relations are an abomination, and that they can’t allow themselves to participate in it in any way. It would be easy for the state just to crush this small business and ruin the owners: but that’s not good enough. These thought criminals have to be “rehabilitated.” Their core beliefs must be torn out and new core beliefs, approved by the state, installed.

I am sure this is not what it means to be free. It is probably not even what it means to be human.

 

Canada’s Thought Police

Does your local police department have too much money?

The York Regional Police in Ontario, Canada, certainly do. That’s how they can afford to have a special bureau of “Diversity, Equity, and Inclusion,” whose job is to suppress any speech or opinion deemed politically incorrect.

As reported in an Aug. 13 communique from the Christian Heritage Party of Canada, the thought cops recently swung into action to stifle free speech at a local synagogue–where an American blogger “critical of pro-Palestinian, pro-Arab, and pro-Muslim activists” was scheduled to speak, by invitation.

“But the ‘diversity’ head of the York Regional Police contacted the rabbi, who is a consultant to the Diversity bureau, and warned him that his status as a consultant might be in danger if he allowed [the blogger] to speak.”

Well, that’s what you get for being a consultant to the thought police. Toldja so.

So once again the “diversity” goons enforce uniformity of opinion, and the “inclusion” bullies exclude speakers and opinions they don’t like. If your police department has anything like a Diversity, Equity, and Inclusion  bureau, then your police department has way too big a budget.

Remember when police used to protect you from real crimes, not thought crimes? Dick Tracey‘s Crimestoppers‘ Textbook never had anything in it about stifling anyone’s opinion. I wonder how many stores got robbed while York’s Keystone Kops were leaning on the rabbi.

Oh, but who cares about some pesky blogger being kept from speaking?

But it’s only a matter of time before they silence your opinion.

Which is exactly what happened to that rabbi.

A Satire That’s Become Reality (Aaaagh!)

Remember Jeff Goldblum in Jurassic Park, who predicted the disaster and wound up saying, “I hate being right, all of the time”? I’m beginning to get a sense of how he felt.

Just over two years ago, in the June 26, 2011, edition of NewsWithViews ( http://www.newswithviews.com ), I published a satire entitled, “A New Bible for a New Age.” It was a satire making fun of liberal churchmen trying to rewrite the Bible to make it conform to their own asinine and indefensible beliefs. My New Age Bible included a “New New Testament.”

And behold–now there really is a New New Testament, compiled by some clown from the Jesus Seminar–an outfit devoted to “disproving” the divinity of Christ–and the usual gaggle of renegade churchmen and ministerettes from the usual flatline demoninations. (Sorry, but I don’t want to call them “denominations” anymore. “Demoninations” is more accurate.)

What they did was to add to the New Testament ten “new books,” actually old books rejected by the Church centuries ago for being full of Gnostic heresies. This is not just diluting the New Testament; it’s poisoning the well.

Why did they do that? Says the publisher’s PR guy, for two reasons:

*To advance a feminist agenda

*And to stress “the importance of the teachings of Christ, rather than His redemptive death, which has alienated Christians [sic] who seek to square their faith with reason.”

So, as is always the case with these fimbos, their real object of worship is not God, but themselves and their own sin-corrupted, severely limited power of “reason.” And their authority is not the word of God, but what they think the word of God should be. None of this “redemption” stuff, thank you! Wonderful people like these don’t need redemption.

But in the meantime, how about that? I write a satire, a lampoon, a joke–and then they do the very thing that I imagined them doing! Right down to the bleedin’ title: A New New Testament.

Satires are not supposed to come true; but this one did.

God help us.