President Trump never got around to firing the addled wokies plugged into the Pentagon by Obama, and now we’re going to pay for it. We actually have generals and admirals who are gung-ho to fight “climate change” and “white supremacy”–I mean, really, it’s always so much safer to tackle imaginary enemies that can’t shoot back! Run into some real ones, though, and we’re in trouble.
In case you don’t remember ROTC cadets being made to march around in high-heeled pink shoes–a clear indication of where we were going!–here it is again:
Figurines just like the one in the picture above have been found in prehistoric sites all over Southern Europe and the Near East. They have never been found along with writing. That means there’s precious little we can know about them or the people that made them.
That doesn’t stop certain “scientists” from rushing way out on a limb, reconstructing a lost world of “egalitarian agricultural” people ruled over by fat women. Sorry, that’s not science–unless that’s what science has degenerated into, these days. It’s only PC wishful thinking.
The corrupt dictators’ club that is the United Nations, a couple of years ago, highlighted The Supreme Struggle Against Climbit Chainge by suggested that part of it would have to take the form of Unprecedented Societal Change. They never explained exactly what they had in mind, so it was left up to satirists to speculate.
There are ideas as bad as world government–that whole transgender thing, for one–but there are certainly no ideas that are worse. The would-be masters of the world want global government so bad, they can taste it. Climbite Chainge couldn’t quite do it for them, but now they’ve got King COVID working for them.
Once upon a time there was an “Old Europe” in which there was no war, no inequality, no badness of any kind… because it was ruled by wimmin, dontcha know. That’s what feminist scientists tell us. I’m thinking scientists and feminists deserve each other.
Far Left Crazy is wailing and gnashing its teeth today, as normal people celebrate Christopher Columbus’ successful crossing of the Atlantic Ocean.
It was an incredibly brave thing for anyone to do in 1492, but Columbus did have grounds for believing that it could be done–sail into the west to get to the Far East. Educated persons had believed in a spherical earth for over 1,500 years. Sometime around 240 B.C., Eratosthenes accurately calculated the globe’s circumference. And in all likelihood Columbus had heard of the Norse discoveries of Vineland. So it’s hardly likely he was afraid of sailing off the edge of a flat earth.
His voyage led directly to the founding of our own country–an unrelieved disaster, according to liberals. I wonder what you’d hear if you were to sit in on public school today. Actually, I don’t wonder that hard; I think I already have a pretty good idea of what I’d hear. They’ll either pretend there never was any such person as Columbus, or indulge in an orgy of America-bashing. That’s those teachers’ unions that cost us so much freakin’ money.
As for those who believe America is a historical tragedy and a hell-hole–well, I’d buy you a ticket to Venezuela if I thought you’d stay there. But you’d only come back and complain some more.
I like to re-run this post from time to time–because it’s one of the most popular posts I’ve had here, and because the rediscovery of the Kuwait River played an important part in restoring my own faith.
First was an account of Czar Peter the Great’s visit to London in 1698. They called it his “Grand Embassy.” The English government provided him and his entourage with a luxury townhouse, servants, and free everything.
And the czar and his entourage, who had apparently never sat on chairs before, wrecked the place. The Grand Embassy behaved like a rock band. They brought horses indoors to race them up and down the marble staircase. They strewed garbage everywhere.
Because they could. No one would dare tell them to stop.
Equally illuminating are Edgar Rice Burroughs’ Tarzan stories. In these, the biggest, strongest ape is king until another ape can kill him; and while he’s king, he gets to mate with any female he wants, he’s entitled to first choice of whatever food is going, and there’s no way to hold him accountable for anything he does. Reading these, I got to thinking, “Gee, that sure sounds familiar! Where have I see this before?”
Or rather, where have I not seen it?
That’s the politics of this world: do whatever you please for as long as you can get away with it. The Big Ape rules. That’s the politics of the City of Man.
Once you’re caught in a tar pit, there’s no getting out.
I don’t know how this story turned out. You had some 140 women signing a statement that they’d been sexual harassed–even chased into the rest rooms–by Democrat big shots in the California state house… and then the story, well, went away.
The message of all of Scripture, Mark writes is “Jesus Christ victorious with all sin and evil put down.”
And who, in 70 A.D., would have given two cents for the new Christian Church’s chances of survival? Who would have bet against the might and power of Rome?
It’s not easy to do, since today in many ways we are like those early Christians trying to live out their faith surrounded by the Roman Empire; nevertheless, that’s God’s word to us and we have a duty to believe Him. Death and evil loses, Christ wins. That’s where the story’s going, no matter how many twists and turns it takes to get there.
Our country’s founders read Thucydides. From his experience they knew that hysteria and naked lust for power made an exceedingly poor basis for public policy. Thucydides warned them, and they took it to heart.
Does anyone appreciate what almost happened to us in those Brett Kavanagh Supreme Court confirmation hearings? We almost tossed our entire legal doctrine out the window! Presumption of innocence, the requirement for evidence, and simple decency–Democrats were willing to chuck it all, as long as they could get their way.
Now these people are actually in power over us. They don’t like our country, they don’t like us, they don’t like our history, they don’t like our way of life, and if they were honestly elected by the American people, I’m the Sultan of Swat.
Yes, we could wreck our country. All it takes is hysteria and power-lust.