Month: February 2017

Help Me Win This Fantastic Prize!

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Think of it–just 53 more hits on this blog, and I’ll have made 6,000 views for the month of February, which is two days short.

Now, do you see that fascinating insect up there? I am assured that I am in the running to win it as a prize! Mr. Nature says it’s some kind of cricket. Joe Collidge says it’s his ex-roommate. Well, who cares what it is? It’s a prize!

Round up your friends and send ’em over here tonight: almost four hours left to go.

Who knows? You, too, might be a lucky winner. Of a cool big bug.

Peek-a-Boo!

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Does your cat like to play peek-a-boo? And, if so, does she understand that it’s the ears that give her away?

Our cat Peep was really into peek-a-boo when she was a kitten, but has grown out of it. It’s too bad. She had enormous ears back then, like a bat’s, and has since grown into them.

(P.S.–Less than 100 views to go, to make 6,000 for the month. If only it was Leap Year!)

The Elusive Piece of Paper

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So first we went to public offices in one city, and then another in the opposite direction, and have nothing to show for it.

We need a copy of Aunt Joan’s birth certificate so that her continued care at the nursing home can be funded by Medicaid. She’s 90 years old and totally disabled. You’d think the fact that she’s on a state pension would be ample proof of her identity, but no–they want the birth certificate, too. And that’s just what we don’t seem to be able to get. She spent a lifetime prudently saving money, but it’s just about all gone.

Now we seem to have hit a dead end, so it’s time to regroup, rethink… and I think I’ll just go ride my bike for a while.

I can think of no reason under the sun why this transaction should be so difficult.

Mr. Nature is right: man’s stuff isn’t what it’s cracked up to be.

Health Experts Get Food Poisoning

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Hi, everybody! Mr. Nature here, filling in for Lee with some of man’s stuff, instead of God’s stuff: the difference being God’s stuff always works, but ours only works sometimes.

News item from a ProMed email:

Nineteen employees of the Winnipeg Regional Health Assembly, at a conference held recently at St. Boniface Hospital, came down with… food poisoning! The event was an “internally catered lecture”–I think that means they got hospital food–and we are told the likely culprit was the sandwiches.

With the best will in the world, anything done by imperfect human beings cannot help going wrong from time to time–sometimes disastrously wrong. Happily, none of these poisoned employees died. And think how the patients at the hospital must have felt, if they heard about it. Bon appetite.

The moral of the story: Never, never, never entrust fallible and often sinful human beings with any more power than you can help giving them. It’s good to limit power with checks and balances!

Last Day of February

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Today I will be driving all around the county trying to round up paperwork for Aunt Joan’s continuing care, because she has run out of money–almost half a million dollars, all gone–and the government has to take over. Unless you cheat by dying earlier, everybody runs out of money.

I was hoping to get 6,000 views for this month, which I could easily do if it were 30 days long. But it’s not, and I’m still about 200 hits shy.

If you’d like to help me get there in spite of the calendar, I’d appreciate it–especially if you could get somebody to stop in who hasn’t visited before. Like I say, tell your friends about it.

And now, out the door for another dip in the ocean of bureaucracy…

From the Grotesque to the Absurd:’Trans’ Boy Wins Girls’ Wrestling Title

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“Is it a he, is it a she, or just a plain old it?” —Ray Bradbury, The Jar

Why do I insist on posting a hymn at the start of every blogging day?

Survival.

Hey! A few days ago, a “trans boy”–that is, a girl who’s being shot up full of testosterone because she and her hell-bound parents say she’s actually a boy–won the girls’ wrestling championship for the state of Texas ( http://www.cnn.com/2017/02/27/us/texas-transgender-wrestler-trnd-hold/index.html ). Note the slavish nooze media’s description of this deeply troubled individual: “born female and currently is transitioning to male.”

No, no, no. There is no such thing.

The lass says she wants to wrestle with the boys, but the state athletic authority won’t allow it. They go by the sex listed on your birth certificate. That listing, by the way, can be changed by court order. So now we’ll have judges ruling on the nature of reality. Hot dog.

Federal laws and regulations have almost wiped out high school and college wrestling programs by requiring that whatever is provided for boys, by way of sports, must be provided equally for girls. A universal lust for money has kept football exempt from this, but not wrestling. So if one girl wants to wrestle, the school must either create a girls’ wrestling program just for her, or else scrap wrestling altogether. Usually the latter course is chosen.

Consider the long-range implications of this bizarre doctrine. What about girls’ sports scholarships? The ideology of Gender Fluidity dictates that you are whatever you say you are, period. Ultimately, they won’t be able to stop some big hulking boy with a beard from winning a sports scholarship that should have gone to a girl–because he says he’s a girl, and no one’s allowed to say otherwise. That would be “hate.”

It’s no privilege to live in such an age as ours. They redefine reality according to the speaker, according to his or her political agenda. The truth is not in them.

O Lord our God! Remember, when you judge this nation, that these things were done without our consent, against our will, and over our objections.

Encore: ‘Joyful, Joyful We Adore Thee’

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Don’t blame me for posting this hymn once again–we need it. Here it is from the Royal Albert Hall: music by Beethoven, performance by an awful lot of people.

Joy is the gift of God: don’t hide it.

Not-So-Stupid Cats

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So! You think us cats are stupid because the ones in these videos can’t seem to figure out glass. Ha-ha-ha, you say. Well, let’s hear you laugh when we figure out how to open your refrigerator! And don’t think we can’t do it.

(Signed) The Management

This Bug’s Nickname: Cow Killer

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Hi, Mr. Nature here with some more of God’s stuff: the velvet ant, aka “Cow Killer.” And before you get too cross with the guy who made this video, let me reassure you that it has a happy ending.

The velvet ant is actually a wingless wasp, not a real ant; and it has a stinger that would do any wasp proud. You would be extremely well advised not to pick one up in your bare hand. When you see the size of that sticker, you’ll understand how this bug got its nickname. It can’t actually kill a cow, but you don’t want to mess with it.

Cow killers live down South, and some of you are sure to be familiar with them. They prey on smaller bugs and otherwise do no harm. And you have to admit they have a nice color scheme.

There’s more to Creation than we will ever know.

No More Sweden

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I wanted to watch, this morning, a TV ad produced by a government-backed non-profit organization in Sweden. After all, American liberals have been guffawing at the notion that Sweden has any problem at all with Muslim immigration.

But the ad has been pulled. Can’t see it anymore.

The ad proclaimed that there is, for Sweden, “no way back. Sweden will never be what it was.” The ad urged Swedes to accept it and get used to it. ( https://www.rt.com/viral/360019-sweden-migrants-video-swedish/ ).

And down in France they’ve got a presidential candidate who says there’s no such thing as French culture, and in Germany a member of the legislature who says she can’t wait for Germans to become a minority in Germany.

Has God condemned the nations of Western Europe to suicide–or have they condemned themselves?

It seems they don’t even have enough faith left to justify mere survival. Is Marine Le Pen the only European leader who believes her country–France–has a right to exist?

There are more fools in the Western world surrendering to Islam than the Islamic world can handle.