“Janowrite” has come through for us with a hymn request: Lo, He Comes with Clouds Descending, by Charles Wesley. The youtube credits the performance to an unspecified College Choir. Well done, whoever you are.
“Janowrite” has come through for us with a hymn request: Lo, He Comes with Clouds Descending, by Charles Wesley. The youtube credits the performance to an unspecified College Choir. Well done, whoever you are.

It hasn’t made California rich, has it?
Now you can’t even stop at the Bing home page without getting hit over the head with Far Left Crazy propaganda. Yesterday it was some gonk in The Atlantic with “The Case for Getting Rid of Borders” (https://www.theatlantic.com/business/archive/2015/10/get-rid-borders-completely/409501/).
He argues that abolition of national borders will make everyone in the world prosperous–nothing to rev up an economy like a wave of unassimilating, chip-on-the-shoulder aliens with values diametrically opposed to the host country’s: but what am I saying? The whole idea is for there to be no countries!
Hmm… If that were true, wouldn’t California now be the richest state in the union, instead of the poorest?
But the real stumbling block is the one the gonk never got around to mentioning.
If all the borders are erased, who’s gonna be in charge?
Do I even need to suggest what a nightmare that would be? I am assuming that if you are wicked or foolish or crazy enough to desire a global government, you’re probably not reading this. Is there anyone so infantile as to gaze trustingly at any vision of world government and mutter, “Yeah! This’ll work”?
God defend us.

Liberals can’t get through the day without something to complain about; and the more inane the complaint, the better they like it.
Like this one: A “Sci-Fi & fantasy writer” whom I never heard of says J.R.R. Tolkien’s The Lord of the Rings is **racist**–because of its “treatment” of… Orcs (https://www.breitbart.com/tech/2018/11/27/sci-fi-writer-claims-lord-of-the-rings-is-racist-due-to-treatment-of-orcs/).
Oh, and President Trump’s a racist, too. And so are you.
All this **racism** in Lord of the Rings, says the schmo, can have “dire consequences for yourself–” what? what’s he talking about?–“and for society.” Maybe he thinks the Orcs are gonna come and get us.
Well, see, this is what happens when enlightened anointed liberals don’t censor books! But not to worry–all we need is some kind of affirmative action policy for Orcs. Like, from now on, require writers to include “positive Orc characters” in all their stories and novels.
I mean, does this guy understand that The Lord of the Rings is fantasy–like, not real, the author made it up? Is he quite all there?
Well of course he’s not all there–he’s a liberal.
I thought I was writing a satire, a while ago, when I advised anyone writing a fantasy to make sure no villain can be identified as belonging to any particular group, and to write stories without conflict so that no one can possibly be upset or offended, blah-blah. I guess this ambulant cabbage took it literally.
Let’s go out and protest for the civil rights of Orcs!
We live in a global loony bin.

“Celebrate” or else
In the name of “liberation,” leftids are always trying to throw people into jail. Or at least into “re-indoctrination programs.”
The biggest crime you can commit against their religion of government-worship is to remain faithful to the living God. It really cheeses them off.
https://leeduigon.com/2015/12/07/say-bye-bye-to-religious-liberty/
I get flak for allegedly mixing “religion” with “politics”–but really, it’s your religion that determines your politics. Think about it.
You may remember this as a Cat Stevens hit from way back; but actually, and before Cat Stevens ever came along, it’s a hymn likening each day God ordains to the very first day He Created. Morning Has Broken, sung by Orla Fallon: suggested by Susan. Thank you, Susan–I love this hymn.
It takes all kinds of critters to get a man the jitters–especially when they’re in full voice. Like, somebody’s pet gecko is a touch-me-not–and what was that fox trying to tell us?
When we used to have our vacations at the shore, there was a bird that came out late at night and made noises like a Friday the Thirteenth soundtrack. We never could find out what kind of bird it was.
It is said the town of Bismuth, Texas, has a Hereford bull that doubles as an auctioneer, but I don’t believe it.
Isn’t this funny? I was just thinking of this hymn; then I turned on my computer and found “Janowrite” had just requested it–Once in Royal David’s City, sung by the King’s College Choir at Cambridge University Chapel, England.
Wow, look at all the candles! There’s something to be said for High Church.
This is a special request by our dear friend Linda’s daughter, Lyn–The Christmas Shoes. Dedicated to Lyn’s mother, Linda Sorci, who recently left us for a mansion in Our Father’s house.
We willingly pay the tribute of our tears.