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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.

‘Pinocchio: Fact, Not Fiction!’ (2016)

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Hmm… The computer won’t let me post my Newswithviews column today. “An error” has occurred.

For the time being, we have this fine piece of investigative journalism, an expose worth waiting for, the world is watching…

https://leeduigon.com/2016/08/23/pinocchio-fact-not-fiction/

Yes, Pinocchio was and is a real person! Read and be amazed.


‘Faith of Our Fathers’

Believe it or not, we used to sing this hymn in high school, when we had assembly on Friday mornings. But that was before they discovered how much harm it did us.

Faith of Our Fathers, by the kids from Fountainview Academy on their tour of Italy–nad 50 years later I’m still trying to figure out just how it harmed us.


How to Make a Cat’s Head Spin

I’ve only just noticed these “fidget spinners” at our local convenience store, and now I know what they’re for. I wonder if I ought to buy one for my cats. I think I will–although almost always, spending money on a cat toy immediately rekindles their deep interest in cardboard boxes and scraps of paper.


Back When We Were Citizens

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I remember back in the 1960s, when I was still in public school, and they first tried to add “sex education” to the curriculum.

Practically the whole town turned out for the school board meeting, to tell the board, in no uncertain terms, “Thou shalt not!” And so they didn’t, because they would’ve all been voted out of office if they had.

My friend Jimmy’s father, Mr. K., was particularly persuasive. They didn’t like to see him coming. So they refrained from innovations to the curriculum–because they had a wholesome fear of how the community would react. Because back then, see, we still had a community.

What’s changed?

For one thing, the state took away virtually all the power that the local school boards had to determine how education was conducted in their district. So if the voters rejected the school budget, the state commissioner had the power to nullify their vote. Eventually people stopped voting down school budgets, because it was futile. And meanwhile, the board had to tailor the curriculum to conform to whatever the state wanted.

I’m sure this happened in other states besides New Jersey.

Local control of school districts protected us from the kind of endless mischief now perpetrated daily by the state and federal governments. We could get it back, if there were ever the political will to abolish the federal Dept. of Education and get the federal government out of education altogether. We would also have to abolish the office of state commissioner of education, abolish state departments of education, and repeal Common Core–including all the “rewrites” which are only Common Core hiding behind a less controversial name.

All of that would be tremendously difficult to accomplish, going up against rich, powerful, entrenched opposition from the government and teachers’ unions.

Much better to pull Christian children, and others, out of public education and give them a Christian education, either at home or in a Christian school.

And there’s a wonderful upside to that.

Kill public education, and liberalism dies.


Sanders: Let Jailbirds Vote from Prison!

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Are you thinking of sitting out the 2020 presidential election, or quixotically voting for some third-party candidate who has literally zero chance of winning?

Don’t!

The latest Far Left Crazy offering from the Democrat Party, trotted out by socialist Bernie Sanders at a CNN “town hall” this week, is a scheme to let incarcerated felons vote–from prison (https://dailycaller.com/2019/04/23/bernie-says-incarcerated-felons-right-to-vote/). Even the Boston Marathon bomber, he said.

Heck, just cause you’ve made war on society–say, by committing murder, armed robbery, rape, fraud, whatever–shouldn’t mean you don’t get to have a say in who governs that society. Voting, says this Democrat, is an “inherent American right” which apparently you never lose. The Democrat Party has a long history of racking up the votes of dead people, or even people who’ve never existed. And you know they see to it that illegal aliens vote, too.

Asked if she agreed with Bernie’s idea, another Democrat presidential wannabe, Kamala Harris, answered as she always does, “I think we should have a conversation” about that.

According to the U.S. Bureau of Justice Statistics, there are currently more than 2 million adults in America sitting in prison for assorted serious crimes. Why, that’s 2 million votes! Votes to be courted. Votes to be wooed. Votes to be won!

“If you elect me president, I’ll make sure that armed robbery is downgraded to a misdemeanor with no prison time at all…” Go ahead–explain how this is anything but crazy.

The Democrat Party, lawless and irrational, has become an existential threat to the survival of our country as a free republic. We will not be safe until it is put out of business. Permanently.


By Request, ‘I am the God that Healeth Thee’

Requested by Erlene–I am the God that Healeth Thee, by Don Moen.

We cannot count the people who were healed by Our Savior Jesus Christ, healed of every conceivable disease, while He was present in the flesh, on earth: and those healings were the evidence that God Himself had sent Him. They bore witness that He was the Son of God.

God has promised that when He restores His creation, in the fullness of time, sin and death will be cast out. There will be no need for any more healings, because we will all be whole, forever.

But in the meantime, all healing still comes from Him and we are instructed to pray for our loved ones, or for ourselves, when we need healing. God knows that we are weak; but He is strong. We pray in hope.


100% Pure Crapola from Wake Forest U.

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Here’s the latest from our wonderful colleges and looniversities.

Wake Forest U. is going to hold “listening sessions” which will be strictly “No whites allowed.” The announced purpose of the sessions is to promote… “inclusion” (https://www.thecollegefix.com/university-hosts-no-whites-allowed-faculty-and-staff-listening-sessions-to-promote-inclusivity/). By excluding whites.

The listening sessions will be only “for faculty/staff who identify as faculty/staff of color.” What does that mean, “identify as”? Anybody can “identify as” anything. I identify as King of Akkad. Big deal.

What’s on the agenda? Well, they want to craft a “zero-tolerance policy for white supremacy” on the campus. What do they mean by “white supremacy”? Ooh! Thirty-seven years ago–yes, 37 years ago–a couple of the administrators posed in front of a Confederate flag for their yearbook photo. The horror, the horror!

These schools are playing games with young people’s minds, and evil and unwholesome games at that. And they’re doing it on our dime! “White supremacy”–an ancient yearbook photo. To get people all worked up about something as ridiculous as that, worked up on their way to violence–worked up so that they boil over with rage and hate–

Only a liberal would think that was a good thing.


Mr. Nature: Marsh Lights

Hi, Mr. Nature here!

I have to admit I’ve never seen this for myself: “marsh lights,” also known as “will-o’-the-wisp” when they move around. Lights that you see at night in the swamps. When no one else is there.

Folklore has it that the will-o’-the-wisp is a mischievous spirit that leads unsuspecting victims into the swamp and then gets them lost. Science has it that these are methane gas created by decomposing plant matter. Tolkien had it that they were candles carried by the spirits of those who’d died in the swamp and sunk below the mud.

Kind of spooky, don’t you think? I mean, when you see what looks to be a lantern bobbing around at night, it’s disconcerting when you realize no one’s holding it.

I must also admit that I don’t understand what they’re saying in that Indian TV clip that I used. But it does show you that will-o’-the-wisp can turn up anywhere in the world where there are swamps.

Here’s a video with the marsh lights caught in the act. Watch patiently, and you’ll see them dart across the scream from time to time.

The video comes complete with raccoon. Totally cool!


‘Another Book I’m Not Gonna Read’ (2014)

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Granted, it’s hard to come up with truly original ideas. But just to spit out one cliche after another–gimme a break.

https://leeduigon.com/2014/08/07/another-book-im-not-gonna-read/

There’s a whole herd of publicists out there, pushing books that were probably much better off not written. I ought to know: they all email me, asking for reviews.

Here we have “the Church” concealing all these great secrets from the distant past that would allow us to create an earthly paradise, if only we could know them. But as Lord Orth once said, if those ancient people really were that great and wise, why isn’t their civilization here anymore?


‘He Hideth My Soul’

If you can fit eight people into your living room, they might as well sing.

Fanny Crosby wrote He Hideth My Soul in 1890, and today it still works to praise the Lord our God. Sung by Nathan and Lyle, with family and friends, in Denton County, Texas.


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