Sorry! Not allowed to make up bad things… even about bad people
We’re still getting those emails, “The Bombshell” (it’s always a bombshell) “That Will Destroy So-and-So.” This post was inspired by one of those chain emails, this one featuring Nancy Pelosi.
That we should ever need to make up lies about Democrats boggles the mind. But we have a commandment from God Himself not to bear false witness. It doesn’t come with an “except.”
We’re not Climate Scientists, fer cryin’ out loud.
Let’s start the day with a Charles Wesley hymn and pray for the best–Love Divine, All Loves Excelling, sung by the Joslin Grove Choral Society.
Little Miss Rosycheeks isn’t about to let anyone disturb her sleeping cat. “It’s my cat, and you get your big fat human paws off him!” Now I’ve seen everything.
Robbie has just jumped onto the windowsill and scared off a whole flock of doves. It’s going to take a while for Birds Loving Cats to get popular.
(Jist rite It yore Self!!!)
Has yiu knowtissed “that” Biggits “and” Haters thay “are” Trying To hyde thairselfs?? Thay think we “woont knowtise” Themb iff thay Stop doing Hat Speach!!!
So this moaning At “the” Stodent Soviet meating we doed somb thing “aboat” It!!!
The Plan it “is” reely Simpul!!! Al we got To Do “is” rite Hat Maile to our selfs!!!!! and aslo rite hat speach on the doarm Walls and aslo Spraypaynt it on the doars ware we Live!!!! We “wil” Pro-vied the Hat Speach Messidges that Thay are “not” riting becose themb are Hyding!!!! Butt this “whay” we “wil” Flusch themb Out!!
Hears How “it” whorks! Letts say i Know that somb Guy he is Full Of Hat and aslo a Trans Fobe and a Trumpt Sapportor and aslo a Biggit,, butt “he” is hyding It so he woont “get” Cawt! Wel, i rite a Hat Speach Messidge to my self,, “Yiu “are” a Prevert whith Moth Antenners go back ware yiu Camed Fromb!!!!!!” and then i putt It somb plaice ware I can fined It and then i say “Lookit this it is Hat Speach and i know whoo rote It,, “itt” is that Guy over thare!!!” and i report himb To the Collidge Buyus Responts Teem and he wil Get Xpeld for Hat and aslo has to go Into “Sensativvaty Traning”!” he whil say he “didnt” rite It but yiu Know haow thay lye!!!!!!
We desided we has to Do this becose we has Not Yett perjed al the Hat fromb Campus thare is Stil “Palenty” of Seecrit Hat but nhow wee “has” got themb butt Goood!!!
Nhow the ownly Promble is i fourgot ware i putt the Messidge and i cant fined “it” …!
Erlene’s son Eric, many miles away from her in Washington, is very ill. His son is going to take Erlene there to tend to him. It’s a long way to go and we pray for their safety on the road.
O Lord our God! Have mercy on your servant, our sister Erlene, whose son Eric has fallen ill. Erlene has to go take care of him, but we hope our prayers will get there first. Please, father! In Jesus’ name, heal Erlene’s son; be swift to save him. We put our faith in your power and your love. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
Despite calls from Party higher-ups to cancel the rest of the Democrat primary and declare Joe Biden the winner, the first Biden-Bernie Sanders debate is still on for Sunday.
This is fraught with danger: the two candidates might just destroy each other. I would expect the Party to counsel both of them not to attack each other and spend the whole evening bashing President Trump.
Ah! But Bernie the socialist is way behind and has only one thing left to sell: his power to damage Biden. They’ll have to buy him off somehow or he’ll keep on doing it. Even so, he has to walk a fine line. If he destroys Biden in the first debate, then he’ll have nothing left to sell.
The Party’s also afraid of what Bernie might say, because he has a lot of far-out Far Left wackos working for him. A paid Sanders campaign staffer in South Carolina was caught by Project Veritas cooing sweet nothings like “Guillotine the rich!”, send all Republicans to “re-education camps,” and “I’m ready to start tearing bricks up and start fighting… I’m ready for the f***ing revolution, bro!” (https://m.washingtontimes.com/news/2020/jan/21/guillotine-rich-project-veritas-exposes-another-ra/?fbclid=IwAR0K0FkaAk9wsewuABGOTVTbAWGJPaRQttAK_GGEZEnQNYPyUOb4HqobdPY).
He also wants to “disband” the legislative and judicial branches of the government. All we really need, he thinks, is a dictator.
Question! “Senator Sanders, if you don’t agree with these violent sentiments, then why do you have nuts like this running your campaign?” Not that any left-wing noozie “moderator” would ever ask it.
They’ll also have to worry about Biden’s increasingly frequent mental lapses, and his increasingly hair-trigger temper. It won’t be hard for Sanders to provoke him to say intemperate things and damage himself.
This is a campaign in which the Party has to hide its candidates. As long as the public can’t see or hear them, they’ve got a shot.
If the debates prove to be a disaster, what then? What happens at the convention? Do they take Hillary Clinton out of mothballs and bestow the presidential nomination on her–a candidate for whom no one voted in the primary? Is that their version of, ahem, “democracy”? Gotta love it.
Maybe in such a debate, the less said by either candidate, the better. The Party does not want to wind up with something like this.
How do you tell if your blog is successful? I have no idea, really. See “Our Mission Statement” to see what we’re trying to do here–Christian fellowship, among other purposes.
But how do I tell if I’m doing it? Again, I don’t know. I think it ought to be something to do with numbers. For instance, here are some numbers we’ve never achieved here.
One thousand views in a day. Closest I came was 800-and-something, once. Just once.
Twelve thousand views in a month. Made it over 11,000 a few times, but never up to 12,000.
A post getting 50 to 100 views in one day. I’ve come to think of 20 views in a day as a successful post. I wonder what it’d take to get 50. Coupons, maybe?
And then there’s the “Be careful what you wish for!” caveat. I want to provide a nice resource for people. I want to sell more books–I mean, every author wants to see his books read. Not much point writing ’em, if no one reads ’em. But I think I’d rather not become Famous. That just paints a target on your back. I don’t want to turn into a talking head (like that awful thing in That Hideous Strength). I don’t want to start sounding Important. You can’t be Important and still write Violet Crepuscular.
I am willing to teach a course in literature at Quokka U., if they decide to have a course in literature. Beyond that, I think writers should write. Not run around being empty metal drums that go “Bong!” when they crash into a tree.
So I wonder if any of those aforementioned (and how often do I get to use that word?) blog numbers are actually attainable.
We’ll just have to wait and see.
“If you missed any part of Attack of the Crab Monsters, or wish to see it again, the next showing will be tomorrow at 7:30 p.m….”
Are you kidding? I’m 11 years old, yer durn tootin’ I wish to see more crab monsters!
That was Million Dollar Movie on Channel 9, WOR-TV, New York, from 1955 through 1966. This was how the local stations held their ground against the major networks. Channel 11 had the Yankees; Channel 5 had Sandy Becker; and Channel 9 had Million Dollar Movie. In fact, Million Dollar Movie worked so well, a lot of local networks around the country imitated it.
Twice a day, for a week, they’d show the same movie. That was the week’s feature film. Next week would be a different one. Since RKO owned both Channel 9 and most of the movies being shown, Million Dollar Movie cost peanuts to produce.
King Kong! Gunga Din! Forbidden Planet! Oh, there musta been hundreds of ’em! Of course I didn’t watch musicals or kissing movies, and most of the detective movies went over my head. But then The Beast from 20,000 Fathoms would come along, or Frankenstein 1970, and I’d be in my element, reveling in sheer cinematic artistry. And my friends and I would play “King Kong” all week, outdoors, with our toy dinosaurs.
We didn’t have cable TV, we didn’t have Youtube, or any of those online streaming video packages (I don’t even know if I’m saying that right); but somehow there seemed to be more movies that you wanted to see, and more theaters in which to see them, than there are now. And none of the films were based on comic books. Who needs comic books when you’ve got Queen of Outer Space with Eric Fleming and Zsa Zsa Gabor? (For some reason I’ll never understand, my mother really took to that one.)
Anyway, you’d turn on the TV, you’d hear that “Tara’s Theme” from Gone With the Wind, and you’d know it was time for Million Dollar Movie! It may seem a poor thing, by today’s standards; but it made us kids feel rich.
Note the cover price–50 cents!
I can’t believe I left Walter R. Brooks off this list. His Freddy the Pig books are among my all-time favorites. Who else would have written about celebrity spiders?
I know, I know–none of these has ever been called Serious Mainstream Literature. You’d never catch Tolstoy writing about celebrity spiders; and Jane Austen wasn’t big on lost cities inhabited by maniacs.
But these are the authors I’ve learned from, and these are the authors whose works I love–and return to again and again.
This world does get awfully dark sometimes, but there is one light the darkness can’t put out–the light that is Jesus Christ, our Savior.
Don’t mind me, I love this hymn and can’t help posting it from time to time: by Charles Wesley, Light of the World, performed by Maddy Prior and the Carnival Band.