Bonus Hymn, ‘Faith of Our Fathers’

I was sitting outside, working on The Wind From Heaven, the Lord had just showed me how to deal with a thorny problem in the plot, when the bells of St. Francis chimed this hymn, Faith of Our Fathers. I had to come in and post it for you: this lovely version by the kids at Fountainview Academy.

After that the bells played A Mighty Fortress Is Our God, by Martin Luther. Thank you for that, Pope Benedict.

Someday by the grace of God the churches will all be reconciled; and when Christ sets up His throne on earth, they will all be one in Him. Amen!

If You Can’t Believe the Truth, Believe a Lie

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They’re not on your side, boys and girls…

We keep wondering how anyone who is not clinically insane, or abysmally stupid, can believe in socialism. Well, here’s how.

The Chicago Teachers’ Union has sent a delegation to Venezuela to “learn what we can” from the socialist nation and proclaim the union’s “solidarity” with the dictatorial regime that has turned one of the more prosperous countries in South America into a hell-hole (https://wirepoints.org/viva-maduro-the-chicago-teachers-unions-trip-to-venezuela-wirepoints-original/).

Y’know, we keep telling you about those teachers’ unions–the ones that run your schools–and you don’t listen…

Anyway, the Chicago teachers have nothing but high praise for every aspect of the socialist regime. All the–ahem!–little “problems” that you hear about–people starving, no electricity available, zoo animals devoured because there’s nothing else to eat, everything done at gunpoint–well, those are all America’s fault, no one else’s. According to the “Radical Educators’ Collective”–again, your teachers’ unions, folks–the delegates from Chicago were especially impressed by Venezuela’s wonderful “communes.”

Now, if you know history, you know that during the 1920s and 1930s intellectuals and journalists from all the Western countries flocked to Russia to marvel at the glorious wonderfulness of the Soviet Union; and you know that mostly they were shown what are remembered as “Potemkin villages”–stage sets, as it were, put up as a show for gullible foreign visitors who really wanted to believe that communism had finally found the answers to all life’s problems… and returned to their home countries babbling about what a fine job Comrade Stalin was doing.

They know it’s crap, but they make a conscious choice to believe it and to blot out all evidence to the contrary.

It’s one of those things that never changes.

It’s Not About the Climate! (Surprised?)

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Another instance of “transformation”

In case you missed this story, earlier this month:

Congresswoman Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez’ chief of staff publicly admitted that the Democrats’ “Green New Deal” isn’t about “Climate Change” but rather a “how-do-you-change-the-entire-economy thing” (https://www.foxnews.com/politics/aocs-top-aide-admits-green-new-deal-about-the-economy-not-the-climate).

Toldja so.

The goal, says O’Crazy-O-Cortez herself, is “reducing emissions through economic transformation.” If that does not sound ominous to you, demand a refund on your brain. This “transformation” (Can you say “Lon Chaney?”), she babbles, will create “millions of high-wage jobs” and “unprecedented levels of prosperity.” Oh–and it also includes a guaranteed jobs plan. Maybe those jobs where they chain you all together and tell you to break rocks.

If ignorance is bliss, these people must be downright orgasmic. Dude, we already have unprecedented levels of prosperity! You’d know that if you ever tried to live anywhere else, or knew any history. But libs don’t know those things. Besides, they expect themselves to wind up in charge of the new socialist United States.

So all this poop about the world’s gonna end in twelve years–they know it’s poop, they’re just trying to scare us into accepting socialism, with them sitting in the catbird seat and telling all us deplorables what we can and cannot do.

I am at a loss to explain why anyone in his right mind would ever think socialism was a good idea.

‘”Climate change” Con Artists Caught Again’ (2015)

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The truth has begun to seep out–“Climate Change” is not about Saving The Planet. It’s about “fundamentally transforming the economic system.” In English, that means imposing communism.

But we’ve been saying this for years. How many times have these “scientific” agencies been caught lying and cheating? For instance:

‘Climate Change’ Con Artists Caught Again

There we had NOAA, an agency of the federal government, caught feeding us fictitous   temperature readings to try to convince is that the Planet’s Heating Up And We’re All Gonna Die!! unless we give them vast new powers. And a lot more of our money.

I’m sorry, but if you still believe these people, there’s something wrong with you.

‘Jesu, Joy of Men’s Desiring’

Is this one of the most beautiful pieces of music ever written, or what? Jesu, Joy of Man’s Desiring by J. S. Bach, conducted by Leopold Stokowski. We usually hear this hymn around Christmastime, but why wait?

And if the Holy Spirit isn’t in this music–well, never mind: it is!

A Cavalcade of Critters

Why do snow-white dogs always want to dig in thick, soupy, black mud?

Why do cats want to stop you from drawing or writing?

And what rules of etiquette govern how you ought to feed your giraffes if you’re feeding them indoors?

Inquiring minds want to know.

Ford Plant Memories

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Sitting outside in the blistering heat today, writing The Wind From Heaven, called up memories of summers in the Ford plant. My father worked there all his working life, and my brother and I had summer jobs there to pay for college.

Here are the three hottest jobs I ever had.

Anything on the welding section of the assembly line. That place was hot even in the dead of winter; but in the summer, watch out. We were expected to gulp salt tablets and keep on spot-welding. If it got to be 120 degrees, they sent us home. Didn’t want anybody keeling over.

The wheel car. This was a boxcar packed almost to the brim with wheel rims. You climbed into the claustrophobic space on top of the cargo and they put a basket in front of the door, and you put the wheels into the basket until the car was empty. How hot was that? I had shoes with rubber soles that melted.

The water test. You’d think this would be a treat, driving a car through water jets that sprayed it from every direction. All you had to do was make a note of any leaks. But first you had to go out to the parking lot and fetch one of the cars that had been baking there all day. Then you tightly closed all the windows and the vents so you could drive it through the water test. You were expected to resist the temptation to open the windows and let the water in. By the time you emerged from the water test tunnel, you were so soaking wet from sweat, you couldn’t have gotten any wetter if you’d gone through the tunnel on roller skates.

As Rudyard Kipling wrote, “The heat would make your bloomin’ eyebrows crawl.” I don’t know how many times mine tried to crawl away, but I always caught them.

P.S.–They closed the plant some years ago and then dynamited it out of existence to make room for a shopping mall. For those of us who had missed the notification that there was going to be a colossal big explosion, it was a rather exciting Sunday morning.

Why Is Everyone So Angry?

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Last week it was a chair-throwing brawl aboard a luxury cruise ship. This weekend, someone shot up the California Garlic Festival.

Why are so many people so angry?

Well, what happens when you enjoy a lifetime of praise and pampering, and then have to go out into the real world where no one takes you seriously and no one thinks you’re the cat’s meow? If you’re coming from a background of participation trophies, “Good job!”, everybody gets a diploma just for showing up, and extravagant praise for even the most miniscule achievements, real life might be shocking enough to make you angry. As in, “How dare they! Don’t they know who I am?”

Well, they don’t know and they don’t care. Grrrrr!

Kids used to have plenty of ordinary competition. It was called “playing.” If you were good at a game, you usually won. But no matter how good you were, sometimes you lost. It’s a normal part of life. Indeed, it’s very hard to learn anything, very hard to grow, if you never have to deal with failure.

But what if you never had any competition? What if your parents and your teachers spent your whole childhood telling you how fantastic you are?

And meanwhile you watch the nooze, you know what people do if anyone gets in their way, if anyone gets between them and what they want… You can see it a dozen times a day if you want to. Perpetual protest. Antifa riots. “Racist, racist! Biggit, biggit!” Senators throwing tantrums.

The anger feeds on itself. The more you see other people blowing their stacks, the more apt you’ll be to blow yours. That’s why manners were invented! But it’s just not cool anymore to have good manners. That’s no way to become a Youtube phenomenon.

I keep telling them, and they keep not listening, that you can’t just kill the culture without the culture killing you back. Honest.

By Request, ‘One Pair of Hands’

Erlene asked for this one–One Pair of Hands, by Carroll Roberson.

There’s folklore out there that says this was also a “lost song” of Elvis Presley’s that was never recorded: not too hard to imagine that might be so. Easy to imagine Elvis singing it–which may be because of the way Carroll Roberson sings it.

Background sets hand-made by God the Father.

Absolutely Just for Fun–a Great Piece of Movie Music

For no reason I know of, I started whistling this music a few minutes ago and Patty started dancing to it. Well, why keep it to ourselves? It ain’t a hymn or anything–just a fine and dandy piece of movie music by Basil Poledouris–the theme for Quigley Down Under (1990), Tom Selleck starring as a heroic Texan cowboy putting things to rights in Australia. And the late Alan Rickman is just wonderful as the villain.

Ah! I do feel better now!