The critter depicted above is one of the knuckle-bears of Lintum Forest, first seen by Jack and Ellayne in Bell Mountain. I’ve posted it to celebrate the surprising fact that this humble blog has recorded over 6,000 views this month.
I thought I was years away from doing that, and I must thank my loyal readers for proving me wrong.
Can we do it again? Well, there’s only one way to find out…
I guess cats really shouldn’t watch horror movies–although I must say my cat, Buster, sat on my lap purring the whole time we watched The Creature from the Black Lagoon. Maybe he just didn’t think the Creature was all that scary.
Sorry, but my personal revulsion for these individuals is very hard to control.
Aboard a “government-owned private jet,” whatever that is, former White House sleazemaster Bill Clinton had a private pow-wow the other day with Attorney General Loretta “What First Amendment?” Lynch ( http://freebeacon.com/politics/loretta-lynch-met-privately-with-bill-clinton-amid-email-probe/ ).
With an indictment in the middle of an election year hanging over Mrs. Clinton’s head, just as she bids to become our–God help us–president, we are asked to believe that the two party hacks talked about… well, nothing. The mean ol’ indictment, it just never came up in the conversation.
They think we’re simpletons. We must be, to be ruled by such as them.
It is grossly, blatantly, boisterously improper for the attorney general to be having a private conversation with the man who is married–I use the word loosely–to the subject of a massive FBI investigation. But since when have any of these people cared a snap for propriety?
I grieve for my country, whose people apparently cannot feel shame and who have so little self-respect as to consent to be governed by moral imbeciles.
Linda, you asked for it, so here it is–O For a Thousand Tongues to Sing.
I hope my readers like this rendition by the David Crowder Band. It’s not quite the way they have it in the Methodist hymn book. But the lyrics are right, the spirit is there, and the message is intact.
In posting all these hymns and worship songs, I’ve become much more receptive to some of the more modern treatments of this music.
But it’s still hard to beat the lady playing the piano.
Quick, call the cops! This child has a brownie!
Apparently calling brownies “brownies”–that’s the snack, nothing else: you know, those chocolate things that you call brownies, too–constitutes a racial incident requiring the urgent attention of police, the county prosecutor, and the state: at least according to the morons running Camden County, New Jersey.
This week Collingwood cops rushed over to the William P. Tatem Elementary School to deal with a 9-year-old enemy of the people who called brownies “brownies,” which another child wisely interpreted as racism ( http://www.nationalreview.com/article/437306/new-jersey-elementary-school-student-brownies ). It was the fifth time in a month that police were called to handle amazingly trivial classroom incidents.
This idiocy originated in the county prosecutor’s office. There, on May 25, police and school officials were told to report “every little thing” that could possibly be construed as racism–refer it to the New Jersey Division of Child Protection and Permanency (I do not know what that means, and I’ll bet they don’t either: it just sounds cool).
Now, the county prosecutor has no authority over the internal workings of a local school district, unless some crime has been committed on school grounds–some act which he would be obliged to prosecute as a criminal offense. The local school board had every right to tell him to go peddle his papers. Instead, they obeyed.
Obviously the Collingwood police are way over-budgeted, if they have time to respond to frivolous calls about brownies being brownies. Surely they are overstaffed.
And certainly the State of New Jersey collects much too much of the taxpayers’ money, if they have the time and resources and personnel to investigate the ridiculous.
Does this incident not prove that government has too much of our money, and knows only how to make mischief with it?
Now, why would such an asinine thing be done?
Simple! Democrats contend that the United States is a virulently racist country that needs them to rule it with an iron fist. So you manufacture “racist incidents,” like calling a brownie a brownie, that will pump up your statistics. Then you can say, “See? See? Toldja! Why, look at all these racist incidents! Ain’t this why we gotta suspend the Bill of Rights?” Blah-blah.
This foolishness in Collingwood, NJ, has gained nationwide attention by now.
Please don’t even think about allowing any more liberals to serve in government. Not locally, not statewide, not nationally. Not ever.
P.S.–If you’re from someplace other than New Jersey, please feel free to call the Camden County prosecutor’s office and tell them what you think of this caper. The phone number is 856-225-8400.
Blessed by the Lord my Rock!
Rock of Ages: I’m often requested to post this wonderful 18th-century hymn, and I’m always glad to do it. God knows we need spiritual fortification, these days more than ever.
There’s all sorts of disgusting and outrageous news I could be reporting, but I think instead that I’ll just show you these good dogs getting all excited over what they see on television.
Yes–dogs know how to have fun. Do they ever!
Here’s a little song to be sung by Betty Boop on the floor of this year’s Democrat National Convention, to celebrate the criminalization of Climate Change Denial, to the tune of “Put Another Nickel In.”
If your reasons don’t avail, throw that other guy in jail
You can’t say ‘There ain’t no Climate Change’ (Boop-boop-ee-boop)
If you can’t be right, be wrong–Doesn’t matter if you’re strong
You can’t say there ain’t no Climate Change (Boop-boop-ee-doop)
If your logic comes up short, Don’t debate–just go to court!
You can’t say ‘There ain’t no Climate Change’ (Boop-boop-ee-doop)
You can say there is no God, you can say that beef is scrod,
But you can’t say ‘There ain’t no Climate Change’ (Boop-boopee-doop)
Marriage, family, you and me, Nothing’s what it seems to be–
But you can’t say ‘There ain’t no Climate Change’ (boopity-boop!)
(Allow ten minutes for hysterical applause)
Please, everybody, pray for Lisa, whose husband is having oral surgery today, and whose friend, Martha, woke up blind, one day last week, and has so far received no word of hope that she might somehow recover her sight.
Lord, please bless these, our brothers and sisters in Christ. Please keep Lisa’s husband safe, and deliver Martha out of darkness. In Jesus’ name, amen.
Lisa, my wife’s father suddenly lost his sight–and permanently–while he was driving a car! One of his passengers had to steer them to safety. He never got his sight back, but he got a daughter and a son to comfort him, and his own business to support his family.
Without the Lord’s protection, none of us would last a moment.
If you’re even thinking about allowing another Democrat, ever again, to be president, please stop it at once.
A few days ago the Democrat platform drafting committee voted unanimously to have the Dept. of “Justice” prosecute individuals and organizations for being skeptical of that ultimate lib faith statement, Man-Made Climate Change. Yup, they wish to outlaw an opinion. They’ll start with going after energy companies and “corporations,” but they also have their eyes on conservative think tanks and dissenting scientists ( http://beforeitsnews.com/opinion-conservative/2016/06/democratic-party-platform-to-call-for-prosecution-of-climate-change-deniers-3155271.html ).
And if you folks permit Hillary “Cash” Clinton to become president, this wildly flagrant violation of the First Amendment–its virtual repeal, for all practical purposes, will be upheld, 5-4, by a Supreme Court wherein the late Justice Scalia will have been replaced by some commie chosen by the Democrats.
It’s this simple, everybody. Either Trump defeats Clinton, or you lose your First Amendment rights.
Because you don’t think they’ll stop there, do you?