Another Leftid Sulk

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Democrats seem convinced they’re going to sweep this year’s elections, having pouted and tantrummed their way into our hearts. So they keep looking for ways to attack President Donald Trump; and today it’s through Mrs. Trump’s TV viewing habits.

It is revealed that Melania Trump’s favorite TV show is a mystery series, How to Get Away With Murder (https://www.aol.com/article/entertainment/2017/12/27/melania-trumps-favorite-tv-show-is-a-murder-show/23318163/). All right, so what?

Nothing, really. It’s just another opportunity for the nooze media to attack the president. We are told “The creatives [writers, cast, etc.],,, have been very outspoken against President Trump,” calling him a “hypocrite” for failing to kow-tow to a lot of pampered zillionaire football players protesting “racial justice issues” [insert raspberry] by showing disrespect for the National Anthem.

“The creatives”? What butchery of the English language. Yo, stupid! “Creative” is an adjective, not a noun. And now they’re asking themselves, “A ajjitive? What’s a ajjitive? We dint get no ajjitives in collidge!”

They’re still mad at us for electing him, when they told us to elect their anointed goddess of corruption, Hillary Clinton, and they’re still mad at him for winning the election.

If we ever again allow these people to take power in our country, we’ll deserve what happens to us.

‘New York Has Not Become Daytona Beach’ (2015)

Here in New Jersey, adjacent to New York, we are freezing our keesters off. Oh, I know, the bitter cold is caused by Global Warming, by Climbit Change Denial, and Trans-phobia. And it will all go away if we give the government more power over our lives.

https://leeduigon.com/2015/03/06/no-new-york-has-not-become-daytona-beach/

Encore: ‘Once in Royal David’s City’

“Thewhiterabbit” has requested Once in Royal David’s City, and I thought this performance of it by Libera rather nice.

Running out of time, folks, to request Christmas hymns–so if you’ve got a request to make, sing out.

Bonus Critter Video: Baby Sloths

My wife thinks baby sloths are just about the sweetest critters on earth, and has always wanted to have one for a pet. I think New Jersey might be a bit too chilly for them, but we can dream, can’t we? So video is maybe the next best thing.

Braveheart… the Hamster

We saw a few seconds of this in last night’s video, but here’s the whole heroic effort. I defy any human being to match this feat! I mean, if you could just find stairs big enough.

My wife asked, “Why on earth is the hamster doing that?” “To get to the top of the stairs,” was all I could think of. But will he make it? Will he climb the entire colossal staircase? Stay tuned to find out.

The Original Jax the Kitten

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See that tiny black fuzzy thing attempting to nurse Boo, the obliging pit bull? That’s Jax as he was when my stepdaughter first took him in–the huge black cat whose picture I posted yesterday. In case you were wondering, Boo hasn’t gotten any smaller. Patty wanted you all to see this: after all, a lot of us prayed for this kitten, and you’ve seen how he’s turning out.

Our Top Posts of 2017

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We’re off to a very slow start here for 2018, so let’s take a few minutes to see what were the top posts of the year.

No. 1, way out in front with 964 views, The BBC’s Old ‘Narnia’ Was Better Than the Movies. That was posted several years ago, and it’s still going strong, still the all-time favorite post on this blog.

No. 2, with 726, from 2015, Did the Queen Really Say It? No one is able to find this legendary on-camera speech by Queen Elizabeth in which she supposedly suggested that 2015 would be the last Christmas ever, meanwhile admitting that the Royal Family had Princess Diana bumped off because “she knew too much.” This goofy item never goes away. We’ve had two more Christmases since then, so go figure.

For 2017 itself, the most-viewed post was Antifa Calls for Nov. 4 ‘Revolution’–a scheme which totally fizzled out, causing Antifa’s credibility to take a major dive.

And No. 2 for 2017, posted Oct. 13 and garnering 113 views so far, The Leaven of Idiocy, in which a bona fide gynecologist mentioned “pregnant people,” as if somewhere out there, she’d encountered a pregnant man or two.

I don’t know if this is going to work at all, but nothing ventured, nothing gained, so I might as well ask you, the readers, to name your favorite posts this year: anything that might have stuck in your memory for good or ill. It would interest me to know this, and it just might interest some of you. I won’t mind if it turns out to be a cat video, a Joe Collidge post, or an installment of Oy, Rodney. It doesn’t have to be a news item, and I’ll be kind of surprised if it is.

Hi-Tech to the Rescue! No More Loneliness

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In Genesis, God observes that “It is not good for the man to be alone,” so He creates the woman.

Today, this first day of 2018, with Social Media out the wazoo and more communications tools than any people ever had before, we seem to be communicating less than ever–and more and more of us are lonely.

No problem, boys ‘n’ girls! Science has the answer! Well, Science always has the answers.

There’s a new app, whatever an “app” is, called “Replica,” which is “a simple solution to overcoming loneliness” (http://www.cbc.ca/news/technology/artificial-intelligence-app-replika-1.4222755). Yessireebob, it’s “an app that promised to provide unwavering companionship,” a “chatbot–” chatbot?–“that is intent–” wrong word: a machine cannot have intentions–“on learning all about you.” That is, it has been programmed to “ask,” not that a machine is really asking anything, certain stereotypical questions of the user and to make certain stereotypical replies.

Well, at least they haven’t programed it to say, “You know something? You disgust me!”

Ah, huzzah, it’s Artificial Intelligence–a lifeless, mindless imitation of human intelligence–come to save us from loneliness! Who needs love? Who needs family? Who needs friendship? Who even needs a blooming hamster? This here machine is all them things and more! And it fits in the palm of your hand!

Never mind it isn’t real.

A goldfish who would trust me enough to take food from my fingers is real–and worth more than all the “apps” in the world.

So you buy this freakin’ gizmo, and one of two outcomes must occur. Either you’re still lonely, and out the money, to boot; or you’ve succumbed to a delusion.

And Science marches on.

Would You Rather Be King of England, or…?

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Suppose Edward IV–a real mensch, and star of the War of the Roses, who later allowed himself to get all bloated and depraved–were not strictly legitimate; and that, accordingly, he being tainted, all succeeding kings and queens of England were just as illegitimate, and technically and by law and custom, had no actual right to the throne.

But Edward’s younger brother, George, Duke of Clarence, was every inch legitimate; and if Edward IV is ruled out, then George and his children rightfully come into possession of the throne. But of course that didn’t happen. Henry VIII was still murdering George Plantagenet’s descendants well into the following century: nevertheless, the line has survived into the present day.

In one of those neat “Timeline” documentaries, they found “the rightful king of England,” according to all the rules governing such things. It’s a man who lives in a small town in Australia, who has children and grandchildren, a house and car, a job, and friends. He already knew about his Plantagenet descent, but was extremely happy where he was, content with who he was, and much too busy enjoying the life he had to worry about the life he might’ve had, had things turned out otherwise 500 years ago. Indeed, he wouldn’t trade his own house for twenty Windsor Castles.

There is a lesson here. This man in Australia was blessed, and wise enough to know it. Indeed, a normal, comfortable, middle-class life is in itself a great blessing, a gift of God: and throughout history, most of the time, a gift but rarely given. In Edward IV’s time, you were either rich and powerful–a very small minority!–or poor and mostly wretched. It wasn’t until well into the 20th century that a middle class came into being, in most countries.

Would you really want to be the king or queen? Always on display, an endless round of ceremony and flapdoodle, you can’t just go fishing on your day off, if you ever even have a day off–I mean, for this they fought the Wars of the Roses, and other wars, and all those people died? For this they spent several centuries drawing and quartering each other?

We who have wound up in the middle class have an awful lot to be thankful for–and a great responsibility, not to fritter it away. It took a long, long time to create the middle class; and hardly any time at all to destroy it.

‘Britain’s Fear of Christians’ (2016)

I still don’t know what people believe in after they get rid of Christianity. I’d particularly like to know what a lot of these people in Britain now believe in. You rejected Jesus Christ, redemption, forgiveness of sins, and eternal life: what have you put in its place?

https://leeduigon.com/2016/01/12/britains-fear-of-christians/

Not that America is in any position to sneer.