I was so peeved over the stupid typo that was left in here this morning, that I forgot to post this column on the blog. So here it is–late, late, late!
https://newswithviews.com/latest-lunacy-from-the-swedish-government/
P.S.–The title I’m using here was my original title.
Heck, I thought everybody knew this. If your otter’s having trouble getting to sleep, you gotta give him a stuffed toy. Works every time!
(Pssst! Hey, Lee, you patzer! You forgot to post your NWV column this morning–and after you went to all that trouble writing it. )
It’s practically within my grasp–this humble blog’s first-ever 7,000-hit month. All it needs is not to run out of gas in the very last lap.
We grow very slowly here; but we do grow.
So… tell your friends about us, get ’em to give it a try. Hey, we’re commercial-free, except for those rare occasions when I try to get folks to buy my books. Latest sales figures just came in… ugh.
And if you haven’t done it already, or even if you’ve already done it several times–request a Christmas hymn. We want to go out of 2017 with a bang.
She’s still the Queen of Corruption
Now it’s Vanity Fair’s turn to grovel–a lot of groveling in the news today–and “apologize” for airing a humorous video about that living icon of feminism, Hillary Clinton (http://talkingpointsmemo.com/news/vanity-fair-apologizes-video-mocking-clinton).
Yeah, once upon a time, they put her on a pedestal. Now the magazine is getting f-bombed by liberals for suggesting that Hillary “take up knitting” or some other hobby: “anything that would keep you from running again” for president.
Movie stars and other leftids piled onto Vanity Fair, comments laced with profanity, accusations of sexism and misogyny, the usual stuff. So the editors admitted they “missed the mark,” trying to be funny, and they’re very, very sorry for it.
Don’t they know they’re only allowed to mock Republicans? Get with it, gals.
Why does the image of Hillary Clinton knitting evoke memories of Madame DeFarge in A Tale of Two Cities?
Formula One racing driver Lewis Hamilton is groveling and begging for forgiveness after recently tweeting that “Boys don’t wear dresses” (https://www.usmagazine.com/celebrity-news/news/lewis-hamilton-apologizes-for-saying-boys-dont-wear-princess-dresses/). The boy in question was his three-year-old nephew, whose dotard parents put him in a princess dress for Christmas.
We seem to be marooned on Abomination Island.
Of course, an army of trolls piled onto Hamilton for his comment, quickly motivating him to reverse course. So now it’s “I love that my nephew feels free–” the kid is only three years old–“to express himself as we all should.” Really? As we all should? You want to think that over for a minute, buster?
Grovel, grovel. “Nice, nice hobbitses, my precious! Let usss live a little longer, gollum-gollum!” All right, what he really said was “My deepest apologies” and “I hope I can be forgiven–” by who?–“for this lapse in judgment.” It only sounds like Gollum.
He also admitted to the shiny new thought crime of “gender shaming.” Wait’ll the Canadian “human rights” commissions get hold of that one.
I am exceedingly reluctant to believe that the vast majority of people in the Western world today have come around whole-heartedly, and damned near instantly, to a full embrace of the Transgender mythology. After all, the social media makes it possible for two nuts to appear to be a thousand, if they’ve got the time and motivation for it. So maybe Mr. Hamilton is licking dust for just a little handful of kooks who made him think he’d incurred the wrath of multitudes.
My uncles, bless them, are dead. But I like to think they would have protected me, if my parents went tranny hog-wild with me when I was only three years old.
America is full of “conservatives” who don’t seem to want to conserve anything. Like, for instance, the editors of The Wall Street Journal.
https://leeduigon.com/2012/11/15/wall-street-journal-says-erase-america/
Don’t sneer, Canada and Britain. Your “conservatives” are even bigger sad sacks than ours.
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“Thewhiterabbit” asked for this one, Good Christian Men, Rejoice: with a beautiful performance by the Robert Shaw Chorale.
we’re going to keep on posting Christmas hymns for the full 12 Days of Christmas–so keep your requests coming.
Well, now I’ve just got to go and get a baby otter. I had no idea they were so sweet! And look at the fun those two raccoons are having.
Was God good to give us pets, or what?
This is a dinosaur I never heard of when I was a kid, probably because its discoverer thought it might’ve been a giant turtle.
All they’ve got are a few bones, including an extra-wide pelvis, and those enormous claws. If you think the reconstruction above looks rather fanciful, welcome to the club. There’s no skull, no teeth, so it’s not possible to guess what this creature ate.
Therizenosaurus means “scythe lizard,” named for the claws. How they were used, who knows? Someone suggested, for digging into termite mounds for yum-yums. But it would take an awful lot of termites to feed this baby, several times the size of a grown man. Maybe Therizenosaurus went around like Freddy Kreuger in the Nightmare on Elm Street movies, using the claws to commit murder. We just don’t know. The few fossils that we have come from Mongolia and northern China; and except for the claws, it’s all just bits and pieces.
Bob Bakker, the scientist who did more than any other to popularize the notion of dinosaurs as active, complex, and reasonably intelligent creatures, rather than just these big lumps of stupidity that hung around in swamps, once told me he thought God created dinosaurs because He took delight in them. I would guess God had a blast, creating these. And He is probably amused–tenderly!–by our efforts to figure out the fossils.
Maybe someday He’ll let us see these animals as they really were.
Lest anyone should envy me, I’d like to mention that I am assigned to write a review of the Bernie Sanders Guide to Political Revolution, which he expects to accomplish with the aid of Joe Collidge and a couple million of his fellow stodents.
At the heart of this book is a proposal to make public colleges and universities tuition-free, so as to saddle–er, equip–America with the best-educated workforce in the world. This is such a mind-numbingly terrible idea, I hardly know where to begin. But along with it come such goodies as a nationwide $15/hour minimum wage, universal free healthcare, government-paid vacations for “the workers,” and a jihad against income inequality.
This guy would’ve been the Democrat presidential candidate last year if Hillary hadn’t cheated him out of it.
Granting that this kind of twaddle is only to be expected from persons who’ve done nothing in all their adult lives but loiter in the halls of government and dream up crackpot schemes to waste our money, while enriching themselves, it’s still full-blown loony. Never having tried to operate a business, never even having held a real job in their lives, they have absolutely no idea how wealth is created (by people working, for instance) and no interest in remedying their ignorance.
Page after page after page of this stuff! Most of it’s just the same old crap I heard when I was in college in the 1960s. Down with The Rich. Make Them pay for everything. We want Change. Aaaah, fa’naboli!
I think I’ll stop for now, and look for something edifying.