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About leeduigon

I have lived in Metuchen, NJ, all my life. I have been married to my wife Patricia since 1977. I am a former newspaper editor and reporter. I was also the owner-operator of my own small business for several years. I wrote various novels and short stories published during 1980s and 1990s. I am a long-time student of judo and Japanese swordsmanship (kenjutsu). I also play chess, basketball, and military and sports simulations.

Kittens in Paper Bag Wonderland

The woman who made this video must really love her kittens (well, that’s what they’re for, isn’t it?)–that, or she’s one of the world’s worst housekeepers. Such an abundance of paper bags! Cats are sure humans don’t know what they’re missing…

If They Gave a Nobel Prize for Climate Change Hypocrisy…

Two things us deplorables aren’t supposed to have are SUVs and air conditioners, gotta be taken away from us to Save The Planet, don’t you know.

But check out this towering example of Climbit Change hypocrisy perpetrated by Michael Bloomberg in 2012, while he was mayor of New York. Bear in mind that today, as a Democrat presidential candidate, Bloomberg is a Climate Crusader.

When set up, Mayor Bloomberg will never have to worry about exiting a cool City Hall into a warm SUV again

What’s that??? Uh, it’s a black SUV with a wall unit room air conditioner attached to one of its windows. The SUV and the air conditioner both belonged to Mayor Bloomberg, well-known for his intense dislike of heat (

This caper didn’t get a lot of attention in 2012, but now that Bloomberg has spent literally hundreds of millions of dollars trying to land the Democrat presidential nomination, and passing himself off as planet-saving climate warrior, photos (like the one above) and videos have resurfaced. Along with a lot of peeyabbah about how actually this pumped out less carbon than just running the AC that came with the car. It seems the one in the car just wasn’t good enough for Mayor Mike.

Two hypocrisies for the price of one! Why wasn’t he just peddling a bicycle down the street, and fanning himself with a recycled piece of paper?

How many times do we have to say this? Every last one of those elite Climate Change alarmists behaves as if he doesn’t believe a single word of the schiff he’s selling us. The whole thing’s just a power grab, with visions of a global government, owned and operate by themselves at our expense, dancing through their heads.



By Request, ‘Faith Unlocks the Door’

This is Erlene’s hymn request, and I’m not sure I’ve found exactly the one she had in mind–but I do my best. “Prayer is the key to heaven,” sings Carroll Roberson, but Faith Unlocks the Door.

By Request, ‘Creation Song’

Peep has calmed down somewhat, and we have a hymn request from Susan–Creation Song, by Fernando Ortega. Goes rather nicely with I Sing the Mighty Power of God, don’t you think?

We’re Back from the Vet’s

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Peep lets her sister, Robbie, pick on her all day. It’s a shameful business.

But take her to the vet’s office, and she turns into a tiger.

So now this sweet, gentle cat is hissing at me and showing her teeth–’cause I had the dirty job of taking her to the vet’s–and heaven help anyone who gets in her way. At the doctor’s office they have standing instructions to handle her with towels and protective gear. For the humans, not her.

They’re going to do all these tests and see what’s what. She’s not un-healthy, but it seems she has some problems that may require attention. So we have to wait a few days and see what the tests tell us. Please pray for our little girl cat.

P.S.–Thank you, Byron, for managing the blog while I was out. You did pretty good, actually. Way to go, publishing Unknowable’s picture.

What a Picture!

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[Offstage: Remember! This is for Tuesday. Not today!]

G’day! Byron the Quokka here; and if I did this right, then this is Tuesday and Lee’s at the vet’s with Peep the Cat and I’m in charge again!

That last faux pas was not my fault. Someone distracted me. I won’t say who. Somebody who got bitten for doing it!

Now–check this out! Our friend “Unknowable” snapped this picture of a bobcat right from his window.


Crikey! Here on Rottnest Island, we voted unanimously not to have bobcats. You know how our island got its name? Some Dutch sailors who’d been at sea for way too long thought us quokkas were… rats! Betcha they were the same sailors who thought manatees were beautiful mermaids. Anyhow, we don’t trust bobcats not to make the same mistake those sailors made.

Now I’m Not Here

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I have to take Peep to the vet this morning, my wife has a whole list of things she wants checked.

I’ve been experiencing below-average viewer numbers lately, which makes me wonder if I’ve done something wrong–so I’m leaving Byron the Quokka in charge. He says he can get those numbers up. I’m sure he’s eager to impress me. We’ll see if he can make it happen.

“Have fun!” he says.

There are some cats who would not be amused.

‘Yes, Someone Actually Said This’ (2014)

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Public education is not your friend.

At a national conference of educators, held in Denver forty-some years ago, the mask of sanity fell off while Chester M. Pierce, Harvard intellectual, was speaking.

Yeah! See, all you deplorables out there–you’re all mentally ill! And us educators, we gotta save your children from you. Etc.

And so we hand our children over to be “educated” by nut jobs who despise us.

Honk if you understand that.

‘I Sing the Mighty Power of God’

Isaac Watts wrote hymns in the 18th century that are still being widely sung today. This is one of his classics, a big favorite in the church that I grew up in–I Sing the Mighty Power of God. Sung by the congregation at Grace Community Church.

The Dog & Parakeet Show

There are humans stationed nearby to prevent mayhem. But really, how hard would it be for the dog to chomp down on the parakeet before anyone could prevent it? And why does the parakeet appear to be completely unconcerned for anything like that to happen?

Have hours of fun trying to get inside animals’ heads and understand their interactions. So much more complicated than you’d think!

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