We Strock a Blow Aginst Hat Speeech!

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Last nihht hear on “the” campace we Had some Exitement wehn we heared thare was somboddy waching a christain Movie in his Dorm room so a bunch of Us we went runnin up thare and It was true!!! We seen he Was waching one of Those hatful Bibel Movies and wuld yiu beleave it? Thare wasnt not one singal Trans Gender chactotor in that damb movie!!!

Wel we wasnt goin to Tollerate such Intollerance not for one minnit, it was Micro Gresion aginst the hole stodent boddy so We beet him “up” and toook al his Stuff to re disturbute to the poor only thare wasnt enuf of it to go aruound so we jist kept It, And thenn the Bias Responts Teem thay come and sentince that bum to Six months of Sensativty Traning and if that dont make his Mind rihgjt he wil Be expeled from The collidge! Ha ha!

Only thing is, that Bum he strugled and wuldnt yiu kno, one of my moth Antenners it got Bent!!! Oh boy that hurted! And so tooday wehn i sitting in my Cage the stopid peple thay is laaghing at me but My prefesser he Sayed to Ingore them and it Is a smale Pryce to pay for Bein a Interllectural! So I gess i got the last laagh on them ha ha!

Wel i got to eeat Lunch now, thay gived me A “nice jucy” pare of jim sox and my Antenner it dont hurt so much wehn i am eeating.

The Globalist Sky is Falling

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When the people of Britain voted the other day to secede from the European Union, there was great wailing and gnashing of teeth among the Citizens of the World crowd. They don’t want to be British! They want to be transnational. Or whatever.

Gee, too bad they don’t have what we have, here in the USA. Here, when liberals get an election result that they don’t like–e.g., Proposition 8 in California, reserving marriage to one man and one woman–they can always find a Democrat judge to overturn it. I guess they don’t have that in Britain.

Since the late 19th century it’s been fashionable among self-admiring leftids to despise their own countries and pine away for various kinds of super-states.

Note: The root of this ideology is religious. Unable to believe in God, in Jesus Christ, humanists must look elsewhere for their salvation. They always wind up looking in the mirror for it. Their spirits can soar no higher than good ol’, great ol’ Homo sapiens and those glorious extensions of himself, the state and Science. That these institutions cannot deliver salvation doesn’t seem to matter.

No one can blame the Europeans for trying to prevent world wars from sweeping across their continent. But they refuse to see war as arising from the sinful human heart. They seek an institutional origin. That way, all they’ve got to do is tweak and tinker with their institutions, and voila!–they’ll have perfected man himself.

Before long the smoke of Brexit will have blown away, the stock markets will right themselves, and normal people will discover–if they didn’t already know it–that they never did need the EU to carry on trade, to enjoy peaceful and friendly intercourse with other nations, or any of those other things that are routinely done when a nation’s heart is right.

All they’ve lost is some unelected bureaucrats in Brussels to tell them what to do.

P.S. to Regular Readers: I’ve just returned from the hospital. Poor Aunt Joan! It distresses me to see her confined to a bed, etc. But she is much, much better than she was on Thursday, and it looks like she’s going to pull through. Please keep praying for us, folks. I do appreciate it!

‘Blessed Be the Lord God Almighty’

Linda requested this a couple of days ago, so here it is–Blessed Be the Lord God Almighty.

And now I have to run off to the hospital. Having received no phone calls since yesterday afternoon, I expect to find all’s well, comparatively speaking. Aunt Joan has had incidents like this before; but for those, her long-time caregiver, Patricia, was always on hand to run interference. Patricia’s in Ghana now, visiting her family, and I don’t have her phone number. She loves Joan and would want to be on hand in a crisis, but I don’t have the heart to call her back from Africa.

Please keep your prayers coming, folks.

And don’t forget, from now on we’ll post your prayer requests, too.

The ‘Gone With the Wind’ of Kitten Videos

All right, this one is a bit longer (7 min.) than the cat videos I usually post. But I’ve had a hard two days and watching kittens play relaxes me. Especially when I don’t have to clean up any mess they care to make.

Aunt Joan Update

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I know I should be blogging news and stuff, but I do want to report on this.

I finally heard from the doctor this afternoon; and, against expectation, my aunt seems to be getting better. She’s still breathing on her own, and various medications are kicking in. I plan to visit her tomorrow, now that she won’t have assorted doctors working on her. She hasn’t had to be placed in the Intensive Care Unit, either.

I thank you all for your prayers on her behalf. Please keep ’em coming.

A Reader’s Prayer Request

Folks, please pray that Laura will either be able to keep her job or quickly find a new one just as good.

As a new feature of this blog, I’ll be taking your prayer requests whenever you feel the need to send one in. I read all reader comments, so wherever you post it, I’ll find it.

Off to the Hospital

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Well, my aunt’s doctor wants to see me–not that they make it easy for you to call him back and ask what it’s about, or when he will be there: I still haven’t found that out–so I guess it’s off to the hospital.

I hope this is not for the Obamacare “Death is really nice!” pep talk. I’m under enough pressure for the time being, and I don’t want to have to sit there and listen to anything like that.

And now it’s time for me to try again to return the doctor’s phone call and get some information. Last time they managed to transfer me here and there and everywhere until they finally connected me with someone who never heard of Dr. So-and-so.

You Can Get a Master’s Degree in Stupid Studies!

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Wow, how about that! Starting next year, the publicly-funded University of Arizona will offer a degree program in Transgender Studies, with four professors teaching it and earning swell pensions, and the possibility of earning a master’s degree ( http://hypeline.org/university-of-arizona-launching-a-transgender-studies-program/ ).

Now I ask you, if that’s not worth going into debt $150,000, or even #200,000, what is?

One little promble. The university suddenly discovered that all three of the Transgender Studies profs they hired were… white! O, forsooth! How could that have happened? So they had to run out and hire a person of color to be the fourth.

Actually they’re gonna need at least 50 professors, one for each “gender” recognized by idiots. Look at all the demographic groups they’ve left unrepresented! Betcha there ain’t one Andaman Islander amongst ’em.

Another wee sticking point: there are already more people studying and promoting and celebrating “transgender” than there are transgendered individuals. At what point does this cease to be sane?

Excuse me? What–we already passed that point some time ago? Oh, well…

Thank You For Your Prayers

Psalm 46: “God is our refuge and strength…” Be thou our strength today, O Lord.

I must thank you all for your prayers.

As of this morning Aunt Joan is still breathing on her own, which I don’t think the doctor expected, and it remains to be seen whether she’ll respond to the medications. There is no healing that doesn’t come from God. As one of you wisely pointed out last night, she will live not one minute less, nor one minute more, than God has appointed to her.

In the meantime, life goes on, my work goes on: in fact, under the circumstances, it’s rather a relief to work, and I thank God for it.

So, everybody, thanks again for your prayers–and from now on, please, please feel free to make prayer requests here on this blog. I see all my comments, so if you send one, I won’t miss it. And I’ll post it.

Cats Not Getting It Right

Thank you, brothers and sisters, for your prayers. No further word from the hospital as yet.

Meanwhile, because life goes on, and because I love cats–they are God’s stuff, and that’s why they still work right–and love watching them, here we have a few kitties who need more practice. But I guess if you’re as athletic as a cat, you can take a fall with no harm done.