No, we’re not talking about another Democrat presidential candidate. Jimmy is a real turkey who shares a barnyard with a tribe of chickens; and I think there might be ducks or geese in the background who are camera-shy. This is starting to sound like a Freddy the Pig book…
Anyway, watch Jimmy take charge when a strawberry enters their lives.
What happened the last time we listened to a snake?
This is getting out of hand and starting to resemble a globalist scheme to control people.
The World Health Organization–do you trust them? really?–has run up the flagpole a new wrinkle in the fight against the Brought-to-you-by-communist-China coronavirus (https://www.breitbart.com/health/2020/04/07/coronavirus-who-official-floats-removing-the-infected-from-their-homes-to-stop-spread/). To quote the WHO’s executive director:
“Now we need to go and look in families to find those people who may be sick and remove them and isolate them in a safe and dignified manner…”
Is this where the Second Amendment comes in handy? Do we really want strangers coming into our homes and making off with members of our families? Any guarantee we’ll ever see them again? Not that you should implicitly trust any guarantee offered by any gaggle of United Nations bureaucrats.
I had my doubts about this story, but so far it does seem to be true.
To which I believe we are bound to reply: Not in America, sunshine.
Current events aside, this week features Good Friday and that’s important.
Requested by Phoebe: O Sacred Head Surrounded, sung by the choir at St. Michael’s Church in Stillwater, Minnesota.
Lyrics from the Middle Ages (author not known for certain), music by Hans Leo Hassler, harmonized by J.S. Bach.
Our seventh grade class sang this in our spring concert.
Not just flies, but spiders, too!
They must expect the Chinese Wuhan Communist Death Virus to close up shop pretty soon, ’cause it sounds like they’re getting us ready for another round of OMGwe’reallgonnadiefromClimbitChange blah-blah…
And so they’re back to trying to get us peasants to eat bugs. They’re always trying to get us to eat bugs. This time it’s the EU and its Food Safety Authority, getting all set to approve creepy-crawlies as food fit for ordinary goofy human beings who can’t make it to Davos (https://www.breitbart.com/europe/2020/04/06/eu-set-to-approve-insects-for-human-consumption/).
First I’ve got to see John Kerry or Theresa May chow down on a nice bowlful of squirming mealworms. See, I know they want us eating bugs just so they can laugh at us. Grubs and crickets and flies–that’s not for them! That’s for us. To help keep us in line. Who’s going to listen to a protest by someone who eats cucarachas?
You guys don’t know it, do you?–globalism’s dead. Your buddies the Chicoms killed it. All the tomato worm sandwiches in the world won’t bring it back. You global elites are mighty slow on the uptake!
So you can take your tent caterpillar flambe and stuff it.
This was a mighty good idea that Joshua had–to post Joy to the World… because we need it now, we need reminding that the Lord our Savior has come, has been here, has purchased our salvation– We celebrate His birth at Christmas, but Jesus Christ is Lord over all the days of the year, our shepherd and our king forever.
Sung by Fernando Ortega.
I don’t watch nooze. It’s bad enough, just reading it. But yesterday something piqued my curiosity and moved me to watch a few minutes of President Trump’s press briefing. Because I never watch these things, I had no idea what to expect (https://www.businessinsider.com/trump-hhs-inspector-general-is-biased-report-on-hospital-shortages-2020-4).
So I saw what I didn’t expect: some nonentity of a “reporter” trying to talk over the president of the United States. He just wouldn’t shut up. Like, Dude, who the hell are you? What kind of feral fool just keeps yakking away while the president is speaking? Who do these journalistic nimrods think they are?
How do you interview anyone if you won’t stop talking yourself? Many years ago, I was at a governor’s briefing. Those of us who had questions asked them–and listened to the answers. That’s how we were able to report on what the governor said. We were, I think, a dozen reporters. We didn’t just keep talking.
But that was then, this is now, and our free and independent press’ only mission in life is to damage Donald Trump and try to boost Democrats back into power. They want to do this because they’re idiots: no one with any more sense than God gave an umbrella stand wants Democrats in charge of anything.
It’s not only lousy reporting, to try to drown out the person you’re supposed to be interviewing. It’s also bad manners. To show that much disrespect for the president is shameful.
I admit I had, and have, no respect at all for the previous president; I don’t even like to type his name. But I’m not all over the airwaves, live, showing my disrespect.
Let them write what they please. But if they can’t behave themselves in public, then they shouldn’t be allowed out in public.
What a blessing it will be, if the Wuhan virus takes stuff like this with it when it goes!
https://leeduigon.com/2017/05/23/the-logic-of-identity-politics/
The list of things–like identity politics!–that we’ve cumbered ourselves with, and yet absolutely do not need–not in any way, shape, or form–is a very long one. But surely identity politics is way up near the top, along with transgender and Democrats.
I mean, there just has to be a way to get rid of stuff like that!
I’d never heard this old-fashioned gospel song until today–Noah Found Grace in the Eyes of the Lord, sung by a young Burl Ives–whose voice stayed young throughout his long career. One of the Youtube commenters said he loved this song when he was a very young child… although he thought “Grace” was Noah’s wife.
I can see why a mirror might be confusing to a cat. It can stump a chameleon, a dog, or a hamster, too. But half a lemon? Why should that be cause for great caution? What does a cat think about a piece of lemon?
I love it when kittens first learn how to arch their backs, puff their tails, and hop around sideways–heap big threat display! Pretend to be scared when they do it.
Do you remember Leroy Anderson? He was one of the most popular composers in America, in his time; and one of his best-known pieces was Syncopated Clock. It was chosen as the theme music for “The Late Show,” in the 1950s. Of course I never saw The Late Show, it was way past my bedtime. But Syncopated Clock was also the theme for “The Early Show.”
I offer it as a stress buster. Oh, those old movies on black-and-white TV!
Anderson was also famous for his Sleigh Ride, featuring a simulated horse (was it laughing or just neighing? I could never decide), The Phantom Regiment, and other numbers that became embedded in our pop culture. I still love to whistle a few of them.
If you’re old enough to remember these, I’m sure you still enjoy them–when you get a chance to hear them. If you’re young–well, there’s some wonderful great music waiting for you.
