Have you ever known a bashful cat?
When they want attention, they let you know. My cat Missy, when she decided I’d slept long enough, used to jump onto me and drop a pipe cleaner in my face, making it perfectly clear that she wanted to play fetch. So I’d throw the pipe cleaner, she’d chase it, and bring it back for another throw. I don’t know what she would’ve done if I’d failed to respond as desired. But I’m glad I never had the heart to disappoint her.
From the Christian Apologist blog… Yes, the Bible is a reliable and authoritative source. –LD
Our free & independent nooze media’s habit of lying whenever it’ll help the Democrat Party has become a threat to public health. How can we proceed wisely, prudently, if we can’t get reliable information?
Why don’t we trust the noozies?
See the clip: “reporters” remove their anti-virus masks as soon as they think the broadcast is over and the cameras are off. We also see some violations of [trumpet fanfare] Social Distancing.
Aren’t they afraid they’ll get sick and die, if they take the mask off? That’s what’s supposed to happen–right? That’s why I have to wear the hot, itchy mask that fogs my glasses; otherwise they won’t let me in the store.
And so, like so many others, I find myself ignorant of the true nature of the Chinese Death Virus From China and its potential for killing us. From supposedly authoritative sources you hear everything from “OMG we’re all gonna die!” to “It’s mostly just a hoax.” And from the media you just hear gloom and doom, with plenty of sturm und drang, every freakin’ day and night.
And meanwhile–when do we get our rights back? They sure got snatched away in a hurry, didn’t they?
Good grief. You mean some of us actually watched this? The Rootie Kazootie Club? Yoish.
Well, it was the early days of television, early 1950s, and we still had a lot to learn about just how low it could go. This is a 15-minute clip, the shortest one I could find; but I think after two or three minutes you’ll get the feel of it.
A lot of these prehistoric kids’ shows had live studio audiences who were expected to sing the theme song, applaud and laugh (on cue, I suspect), and look happy. Some of them don’t look all that happy.
I’m too young to remember it well–the show ran from 1950 to 1954, so I was only five years old when it stopped–but I do remember it a little. I must say there’s something about it that I find kind of creepy. Are they, like, Stepford Kids in the audience? What would you find if you looked under Rootie’s hat?
But I’m giving myself the willies, so I’d better stop.
Auto accidents are by far the leading cause of accidental death in the United States; and some of our leaders mean to put a stop to it.
At a special conference of the National Assn. of Democratic Mayors and Governors (NADMAG) yesterday, a steering committee (what else?) unanimously recommended that from now on, only “essential persons” be allowed to drive cars.
“If it saves one life, it’ll be worth it!” said Mayor Saruman Smith, of Poobah Falls, Vermont. “Actually, it’ll save a lot of lives. And it’ll be a big boost for public transportation, once the deplorables aren’t allowed to drive anymore.”
“Essential persons” who will keep their driving privileges include members of the association and their families, government employees, LGBT persons, and undocumented migrants.
Ahab Saul, governor of Gomorrah (“the 57th state!”), has high hopes for NADMAG’s recommendation to be passed into law.
“I had a wonderful terrific phone conversation last night with Speaker Pelosi, and she’s all for it!” he said. “She practically guarantees passage in the House. And our next president, our beloved Joe Biden, has promised to do everything in his power to get the legislation passed by 2012 at the latest. We’re practically there already!”
Slipping and falling at home is another prominent cause of accidental death, Gov. Saul said, which NADMAG might address. “A lot of good can be accomplished by forbidding people to go up or down stairs,” he said. “We’re certainly going to look into this.”
Here’s another one of those things that our country simply has to stop doing.
We all know freedom of speech doesn’t give you the right to yell “Fire!” in a crowded theater; but how did it ever wind up meaning that you have to say certain things, or else? Because some fat-head judge said so!
When did “tolerance” become the official religion of the United States, towering triumphantly over every other consideration?
What do we have to do to get our freedom back?
With modern technology it’s possible for one person to sing as a choir–as Sam Robson has done here. Requested by Joshua, Holy, Holy, Holy: a favorite in churches since 1861.
We all know humans who get freaked out by spiders. But mechanical spiders? Who’d ever get fooled by a mechanical spider?
Well, some of the dogs and cats in this video, for starters. But not all of them. Some quickly adopt it as a game.
Our cat Buster used to gobble up the great big nursery web spiders that sometimes blundered into our living room. It was, as someone said in Rodan, “Ah! Most sickening sight!”
What does Afrikaan Beat, by Bert Kaempfert and his orchestra, have to do with today’s up-to-the-minute nooze?
Absolutely nothing! That’s why I’m posting it.
I’ve been scanning nooze sites while Patty dumps all the boner ads out of our spam folder (are there really that many people obsessed with “hardness issues”? We need to think about something else). And enough is enough. I can’t digest any more nooze today.
Afrikaan Beat came out in 1962. We heard it as theme music on The Sandy Becker Show (appealing both to little kids and young teens like me) and on the jukebox at the YMCA. It is a souvenir from normal times. Back when we didn’t have to worry about Far Left Crazy taking over our country while we slept one night.
This is all I’m going to say about today’s nooze:
If you little tinpot tyrants, wherever you are, intend to withhold from us our God-given rights, enshrined in law, for as long as you can get away with it–well, we’ll just have to take them back. However we do it, it won’t be good for you.
We don’t want your “new normal.” We don’t want anything you’re selling us. Just go away.
You’d vote for this guy–for real?
I’d never heard this story until yesterday–Mother’s Day, no less. I am sorry that I know it. I am sorry that it’s true.
In 2002, Gavin Newsom–now the governor of California, then a member of the San Francisco Board of Supervisors–“assisted” his mother to commit suicide (https://www.nationalreview.com/corner/gavin-newsom-helped-mothers-assisted-suicide/). He told this story to The New Yorker in 2002 and it was revisited by Wesley J. Smith of The National Review in 2018, when Newsom was running for governor.
His mother had breast cancer and chose to kill herself. She left a message for her politician son: “Next Wednesday will be the last day for me. Hope you can make it.” Newsom’s sister recalled “how hard it was for him to be with her when she was dying.”
In 2002, assisting suicide was a felony in California. Newsom was never charged with any crime: indeed, hardly anyone seemed even to notice what he’d done. In 2015 the state legalized assisted suicide in the “End of Life Option Act.”
Here in New Jersey, just last year, our own Democrat governor, Phil Murphy–famous for saying that considering the Bill of Rights was “above my pay grade”–pushed for assisted suicide to be legalized by the legislature, but a court shot it down.
Democrats: assisted suicide, abortion–what is it with Democrats and death? Is there anything morally evil that they’re not for? Is there any pathway to the graveyard that they don’t line with cheering and confetti?
These are the kinds of things that we as a nation have to stop doing.
There is no escaping God’s judgment.
