Lest We Forget: the Hungarian Revolution, 1956

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When I was seven years old, the people of Hungary rose against their Soviet overlords and tried to win their country’s freedom. The Russians sent in their tanks to crush them.

This sparked an exodus of Hungarian refugees, many of whom came to settle in our part of New Jersey, where there was already a Hungarian community in the city of New Brunswick. Some of their kids wound up in my class at school, or in our church. They didn’t seem to have any trouble fitting in.

But eventually the stories came out. My friend Peter and his family literally had to crawl under a barbed wire fence, guarded by Soviet soldiers with machine guns, to escape from Hungary. Quite a few of them didn’t make it. But they took the risk because they wanted to be free–and that meant some making it all the way to America.

Eventually we all heard those stories. The thing was, communism is a horribly oppressive and depressing form of government under which to live. These people had experienced it first-hand and wanted no more of it. They couldn’t afford to wait until the Iron Curtain finally crumbled, circa 1990. Hungary’s a free country now, thanks be to God.

But I wonder what the children of these desperate, brave refugees–children who are now in their seventies or even older–make of America’s current flirtation with socialism, led by the Democrat Party. They must think we’ve lost our minds. Why would we Americans ever want to live under conditions that other people had to crawl through barbed wire barricades to get away from? “Have you forgotten what we told you?” they might ask. “Did you think we made it up? Freedom is better than socialism! So much better, it’s worth risking your life to get it!”

Don’t hold your breath waiting to hear that in a public school these days.

Newest Mandate! Clown Shoes

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[From an original witticism by “Watchman”]

It was bound to happen.

The newly-elected governor of Democratistan, Wanda Byyaduk, has handed down a brand-new mandate requiring everyone in her state to wear clown shoes. “The science is settled!” she proclaimed. “We must all wear clown shoes because COVID! It’s the only way to protect ourselves from stepping on a spot of virus on the sidewalk.”

State officials, she added, will be exempt from the mandate: “We don’t want to look silly,” she said. “But it’s vital that everybody else wear these. Failure to do so will be punished severely!”

She would neither confirm nor deny that soon another mandate will call for bright red plastic noses to be worn over face masks. “Don’t cheese me off!” she warned reporters. “There’s another mandate in the hopper that will require you plebs to walk sideways.”

Blue state governors nationwide hailed Ms. Byyaduk’s mandate as “The new thing–it’ll really show ’em who’s boss!” “We’ll be scurrying to catch up and pass her,” said California Gov. Gavin Noisome. “Like, we’ll see your clown shoes and raise you a pointy hat!”

Memory Lane: Dinosaurs vs. Skyscrapers

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These were among my very favorite toys as a kid–Miller Co. wax dinosaurs. I’m so glad I still have two of them left–a big Stegosaurus and a smaller one. These wax toys had a regrettable tendency to break. I’ll bet the Dimetrodon’s and Triceratops’ tails broke off while they were taking this picture.

Our snow is turning into slush today–but not to worry, we’ve got some more snow in our forecast–and if I were ten years old, today I’d be building skyscrapers with our plastic skyscraper kit and working out stories involving dinosaurs and skyscrapers. We also had a Cape Canaveral play set whose rockets came in very handy when you had to defend the skyscrapers. A rubber-tipped Atlas rocket would take out even a Tyrannosaur with a direct hit. But I usually rooted for the dinosaurs, so they had spring-powered missiles, too.

Ah, the imagination! Cavemen lined up on the roof of a skyscraper, armed with rocks and spears, fending off a giant Pterodactyl, commanded by a plastic figurine of Davy Crockett–even the movies couldn’t match it. With Sir Lancelot riding out in armor to do battle with creatures he supposed, not unreasonably, to be dragons.

These stories could go on all the way to suppertime.

We didn’t need video games.

Why Do We Have to Pay for Evil, Stupid Public Schools?

[Thanks to Susan for the nooze tip.]

Once upon a time, schools were owned by the communities whose members paid for them. Somehow that went away. Now the schools are owned by Far Left fanatics who hate the rest of us–but we still have to pay: all the responsibilities of ownership, but none of the privileges.

East Side Community School, in New York City, has abused children and parents by sending out to “white” parents a kind of DIY Self-Hatred Kit to “convert themselves from white supremacists to white abolitionists” with the help of a handy-dandy “list of white identities” (https://www.thegatewaypundit.com/2021/02/pure-racism-new-york-city-principal-sends-home-white-identities-list-parents-convert-white-traitors-stage-whiteness/). The long-term objective, explains the principal, is “dismantling whiteness and not allowing whiteness to reassert itself.”

As usual, it’s the liberals who are the most virulent racists of them all. You’d almost suspect they were trying to recruit for what is a largely imaginary “white supremacy” movement. Trying to get people to hate each other. Because then the Left can manipulate and rule them. Especially with schools and colleges filling their skulls with racist mush.

Gee, what would happen if a school principal sent such a hate-filled message to black kids’ parents? Think he’d keep his job for another half an hour?

To white people, to black people–we can get along! We can be friends, we can be good neighbors. We’ve all seen it done! It’s just that the Democrat Party race hustlers don’t want us doing it, and are trying to keep us from living in friendly peace with one another.

But we can still do it if we try. We have to ignore the race hustlers, reject them, spit on their shoes.

And while we’re at it, we need to correct the towering injustice of making us pay for schools whose teachers and theorists and administrators all hate us and want to trash our county, turning our children against us. It’s intolerable, that we should have to pay for this! That we should have no say in who teaches at our schools, and what is taught. Those ought to be things for us, the owners, to decide!

Please, please, please! Pull your children out of public school. The system is way too far gone to be reformed. It must collapse, and be replaced by something  better. Meanwhile there’s Christian school and home school: those are something  better.

Don’t let Far Left race hustlers teach your children to hate each other.

‘Fashion Model Zombies’ (2018)

Just try focusing on the clothes.

You’ll never find more culture rot anywhere than you’ll find at a Gucci fashion show.

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Really–what kind of wacko would even want to watch this schiff, let alone wear any of these ugly garments? Look at that picture! A civilization that can produces such monstrosities on purpose is surely on its way out.

We have not exerted ourselves enough to defend and preserve our culture.

Behold, we know now what the alternative looks like.

‘He Leadeth Me’

Here’s another Sunday school favorite–He Leadeth Me, sung by the Mennonite Hour Mens Quartet.

I find I can’t resist the photos of the quiet woodland paths: the kind I used to enjoy before they paved everything over.

Unexplained! Dogs Go Sledding–Without Sleds

No one has ever explained this phenomenon–dogs sliding down snowy slopes without a sled!

Then again, has anyone ever been asked to explain it?

Not Just Cowards, But Fools

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Speaking as a Republican, to Republicans, I have to say it–our party’s leadership needs to be replaced, big-time.

Consider: we had Donald Trump, not only the most popular Republican president (within the GOP itself: Democrats have a pathological hatred of him), but also the most popular Republican, among Republicans, nationally–and all our party leaders can do is to kick him while they think he’s down.

Mitch McConnell, Nikki Haley, Mitt Romney–the whole gang of twerps on Capitol Hill–couldn’t go quite as far as to impeach him while he wasn’t in office anymore, but they sure do want to trash him. They certainly don’t support him.

And at the same time, they’re bombarding us with emails asking for more of our money. “Hi, you little people out there! We won’t support the president that 74 million of you voted for–which is just another way of saying we won’t support you–but how’s about you pour some more of your hard-earned money into our campaign chests?

“We’re counting on you not to remember how we twiddled our thumbs and gave you absolutely nothing while we had the majority in both houses of Congress! We couldn’t even try to repeal Obamacare, although you elected us to do just that. In fact, we didn’t provide any meaningful opposition whatsoever–Obama might as well have been a king, for all we ever stood up to him.

“And now that we’ve stood by and let Democrats torpedo your president and cancel your votes, don’t you think it’s time you shelled out some more of your money to us? While we sit on our hands and let that new Biden regime run wild at your expense? Oh! and Communist China loves us! So you should, too.”

What in the world makes them think that they can get away with this?

Answer: they think we’re really stupid.

Our Global Warming Snow and Ice

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We’ve been trying for a week to get Patty’s car out of the ice. Unable to drive, she’s been getting cabin fever. Our neighbor, Josh, shoveled some away the other day and said he thought we might be able to move it today.

Well, I tried. The car got stuck again. I shoveled some more, and then some more–and voila! She finally broke loose. I took it around the block and parked it on the street so Patty could drive us to the supermarket.

Coming home, I suggested we park on the street again, so she could walk on the sidewalk instead of an uneven expanse of frozen snow, and then I’d return the car to our regular parking space–but no, she didn’t think we had to go to all that trouble.

It turned out that we should have. She parked the car all right, but couldn’t manage walking the terrain. She had to try to, though. I followed close behind, so I could catch her if she fell. The ice there is very tricky and I fell there the other day.

So of course she did fall, and off to the side where I couldn’t reach her. “I told you to fall backwards,” I helpfully reminded her. Getting her back on her feet, amid all that slippery ice, was no treat.

She’s going to be sore tomorrow, but she’s all right now.

I’ve loved snow all my life, but too much is too much.

I Quadruple-Dog Dare You!

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What do you suppose would happen, if tomorrow–yes, tomorrow–they were to do over the 2020 presidential election? What if you could do it without massive voter fraud, crooked machines, etc.? All safeguards in place to guarantee a fair and square election. I realize that puts us in the realm of fantasy, but so be it.

But suppose we could do that? After we’ve had about a month of a corruptocrat monkey in the White House, what do you think would be the result of that electoral do-over?

Come on, Democrats! I dare you to hold the election again, this time without cheating. I quadruple-dog dare you!

Absolute certainty: it would be a total wipeout of the Democrats. Nothing left of them but a foul smell in the corners. Adios, sayonara, toodle-oo, hey-hey nah-nah kiss ’em goodbye.

If only! If only we could.