Praying to Another Idiot REPRINT

From September 4, 2014

Liberals ought to just stay away from religion. It doesn’t come naturally to them; and when they try to imitate religious practice, the results are often grotesque. Like, for instance, this:

A socialist in Venezuela has composed a prayer to the country’s dead dictator, Hugo Chavez. You read that right: a prayer. She has recited it in public. Let me quote it.

Our Chavez who art in heaven, the earth, the sea and we delegates, Hallowed be your name. May your legacy come to us so we can spread it to people here and elsewhere. Give us your light to guide us every day. Lead us not into the temptation of capitalism, deliver us from the evil of the oligarchy, like the crime of contraband, because ours is the homeland, the peace and life forever and ever. Viva Chavez! (http://news.yahoo.com/venezuelan-socialist-party-swaps-god-chavez-prayer-202222347.html )

She recited this blasphemy in front of a banner painted with the likeness of the dictator. I hope the link works, because you gotta see this. Remember, the artist who painted it was trying to make Hugo Chavez look good: probably his life depended on it.

Take a good look at that image. Would you even think about buying a used car from that man? Is it possible to imagine a more unworthy object of veneration than this fat, coarse, squat, toad-faced little tyrant?

Well, okay–here in America we’ve got Democrats and university professors and the nooze media who have on various occasions likened a nasty little commie to a god, while at their national convention, on world-wide TV, they loudly booed the real God’s name. So we don’t have to go back to ancient Rome, or down to Venezuela, to find idiots worshiping one of their fellow idiots as a deity.

Again we see that G.K. Chesterton was right: when a man ceases to believe in God, he doesn’t just believe in nothing; he’ll believe in anything.

Even Hugo Chavez and that other commie.

Memory Lane: Spring Shoes REPRINT

From January 7, 2017

For years I’ve been looking for these, and the closest I could come is this video. Actually, the “Diet Helper” shoes demonstrated by this pair of sages very closely resemble what I have in mind.

My friends across the street always seemed to be the first to get really weird toys that defied our efforts to play with them. Stilts, for instance. But weirdest of all were these shoes with great big springs under them, that were supposed to help you bound around the playground like a kangaroo.

They looked like they should work exactly as expected, but no! We tried and tried, but all that ever happened was, we fell down. Maybe we weren’t heavy enough for the springs. Otherwise, the shoes sort of fit. You just couldn’t go anywhere in them, except down.

Sixty years later, I would love to give them another try. True, the pogo stick was my true art form. You shoulda seen me pogo-stick up and down the bleachers on the football field, up and down the cellar stairs. If my mother could have ever seen that, she would have taken forceful action, if she didn’t keel over in a faint first.

But spring shoes? Oh, to locomote like a human super-ball! Fond dreams of youth…

Binding the Sheaves of Idiocy REPRINT

From January 24, 2014

OK, now, what have we learned this week?

We have learned that “unrestrained homosexuality” can help Save the Planet from Global Warming (while we all freeze our kiesters off).

We have learned that communism is best for Saving the Planet from Global Warming (while we all freeze our kiesters off).

And we have learned that Global Warming is “directly linked” to Income Inequality.

Bind them all together into one sheaf of progressive “thought”–if I may abuse the word–and what have you got? Besides a colossal load of pure crapola, I mean.

Lemme see, lemme see… We got Global Warming, we’re all gonna die, our cities are gonna wind up underwater… and, um, this is because we’ve got capitalism instead of communism… and homophobia’s also a big part of it… and eating meat… and smoking, and owning guns, and believing in God….

Ooh, ooh, I know! I’ve got it now!

Like, get rid of half or two-thirds of the people, ’cause there’s too many of them and it’s, like, not sustainable… and get rid of cars and light bulbs and air conditioning… and the people who are left can be small wandering bands of homosexual vegetarians… except for the real smart ones like Al Gore and Cher and Bette Middler and all those wonderful climate scientists–because we’ll need them to rule us and live in palaces and zoom around in private jets… And then everything will be fabulously wonderful!

You, too, can think like a progressive.

Just throw out your brain.

Intellectuals Say the Darnedest Things REPRINT

From December 21, 2013

Ignorant louts do spout a lot of foolishness; but for pure, 24-carat inanity, give me a Ph. D. every time.

In the December 2013 of Hillsdale College‘s newsletter, Imprimis, Larry Arnn quotes this blather from the Teachers Guide for Advanced Placement English Literature and Composition, 1991, published by the outfit that administers the SAT tests, written by “an English professor from Agnes Scott College in Georgia.”  If you’re wondering why Arnn does not identify this clown by name, read on.

The quotation is rather long, so I’ll just give you the italicized portions.

“Instruction has become less a matter of transmittal of an objective and culturally sanctioned body of knowledge, and more a matter of helping individuals learn to construct their own realities.

Whoa! Aren’t the loony bins full of individuals who construct their own realities? But Kluge Hans continues:

“Contemporary educators no doubt hope students will shape values and ethical systems… acquiring principles that will help them live in a mad, mad world.

Does this SAT-wallah understand what he’s just said?

First he’s going to teach students they can construct their own reality–as in, “I am the rightful heir to the Throne of England,” or “See that beautiful woman over there? She is madly in love with me, even though she denies it and tries to act like she hates me.”

And then, having taught his students to be mad, he sorrows that that world is mad!

If you have children in high school or college, chances are they’re being “educated” by dunderheads like this one. And at great cost.

And just to clue you in, Prof. Whoever You Are–there ain’t but one reality. It was here before you were born and it’ll be here after you die. So deal with it.

(PS: Kluge Hans [“Clever Hans”] was a horse who was said to be able to do arithmetic, around a hundred years ago. It turned out to be a hoax.)

Atheist Chic REPRINT

From December 31, 2013

I have a forum on chessgames.com–which I pay for–where I and my Esteemed Colleagues discuss a variety of issues, including religion and politics. As host, I insist that the conversation be civil.

But of course that never stops atheists from coming in and calling me “stupid” for believing in God, and calling themselves “smart” for not believing in Him. They come into my virtual living room, as it were, and pee on the rug.

Where do they get their enormous sense of entitlement? I guess all they have to do is look around the culture and see that those who hate God and despise God’s people are hailed as oracles and intellectuals, and they want a piece of that. Either that, or they were all raised in some incredibly rustic environment where even the most rudimentary good manners are entirely unknown.

Well, I don’t care. God is God, His word is presented to us in the Bible, the blood of His Son has washed away my sins, and I would rather win eternal life than eternal praise from fools. I don’t care how many letters they have after their names. I don’t care what schools they went to.

I’m nothing special. But it doesn’t matter. I have God’s word to guide me, delivered through Moses and the prophets, through Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob, through the apostles, and by Jesus Christ Himself. I may be a pygmy, but I stand with giants.

Happy New Year, everybody. And thanks for visiting this blog.

A Rejected Invitation REPRINT

From March 11, 2014

Every day I get invitations to review books. Usually they’re by people I never heard of, about topics that have no bearing on my work.

But last night I got one that made my hair stand on end. I won’t tell you the author’s name or the title (you’ll soon see why). The email was from this person’s publicist.

So, here’s a book about a romance between “a bisexual woman” and “a transgendered man,” by which they mean a woman who, by dint of surgery and hormone injections, is being turned into a monstrous parody of a man. Or, as the publicist put it, a person “born female, but who became the man of her dreams.” And here’s the cute quote that was intended to pique my interest: “What’s a girl to do when she’s been unlucky in love with both men and women?”

You don’t really want to know my answer to that, do you?

We are told that writing and publishing this book is “therapy” for the writer. The last time I reviewed one of those therapy books, the author phoned my editor and angrily demanded I take it back.

The Bible teaches us that “It is He that hath made us, and not we ourselves” (Psalm 100). But all this new wacked-off crazy foolishness about “gender choices” and “gender reassignment” and “celebrate” this or that perverted and bizarre lifestyle–it’s all about divorcing ourselves from God. We are going to be the ones who make us, in any “gender” we want. And maybe once we’ve mastered that, we’ll get around to re-making ourselves as members of other species. “What’s a girl to do, when she falls in love with a German shepherd that used to be a man that used to be a woman…?”

America’s moral meltdown continues.

Dumb Culture, Dumb Schools, Dumb People REPRINT

From February 26, 2015

If you can’t keep up the culture, you can’t keep anything. You can’t have a republic of dummies. Know-nothings are not able to maintain a modern economy.

But Scholastic Books seems intent on applying the art of bonsai to the human mind. The bonsai artist creates little tiny trees. The cultural bonsai artist creates little tiny minds.

You know you’re getting there when adult crossword puzzles have to be taken off the market because nobody out there is able to do them.

I’ve been reading the first two books in Scholastic’s Wings of Fire series. These fantasy novels, pitched to Young Readers, are all about dragons. Dragons are, we would think, very different from human beings. But the dragons in these books say things like:

“Ew, that’s gross!” “Awwwwww, how cute!” “You guys.” A sadistic monster character is described as “mean.” And here’s an immortal line of dialogue from Book #2, The Lost Heir: “Would you like me to spell out ‘DRAGONETS WUZ HERE’ in giant rocks?”

WUZ? In all caps? Say it ain’t so. Any moment now, I’m going to wake up and find out none of this has happened, it was just a bad dream… Nope, the book’s still there in front of me. Still packed to the brim with stupid, cliche-choked dialogue guaranteed to keep a child’s mind perpetually locked into its 11th year, unable to grow, unable to develop. A mind subjected to the art of cultural bonsai.

And it goes on for as long as its victims live. The dumbing-down of this generation never stops. Whether it’s high schools handing out diplomas to students who can barely sign their own names, or colleges sucking up five or six years’ worth of tuition to give poor, debt-saddled “graduates” degrees in thumb-sucking, Star Wars Studies, Women’s Studies, or Licking Chalk off the Blackboard, our pop culture and our schools never stop binding the roots, pruning back the branches, stunting the trunk–to produce adults who think like 11-year-olds, support Obama, and can’t do crossword puzzles because they’re just too hard.

People who watch the Kardashians.

God help us. Deliver us. Save us.

COVID Legacy: Waste-of-Space Workmen REPRINT

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From August 3, 2022

I can’t shake the suspicion that something bad happened to America during our stupid COVID lockdowns–something subtly bad that no one saw happening at the time.

Let me put it this way: Since the lockdowns, a lot of people have forgotten how to work.

F’rinstance: We drink bottled water. Once a month we get four bottles, five gallons each. This we’ve been doing for some 30 years. We put the empties in the foyer and the delivery guy takes them away and leaves the new bottles there.

This week the delivery guy left our new bottles out on the sidewalk in the broiling sun and never bothered to open the foyer door, let alone take away the empties. Lazy! Shiftless! No idea how to do a simple job! I called up the company and read them the riot act. “I hope he doesn’t get fired,” said the office guy. “If he makes a hog’s ass of the job,” I said, “he should get fired!” I guess I made myself clear: they sent the driver back to take the empties and put the new bottles in the foyer.

But we’re seeing this stuff all the time now, aren’t we? It’s like all these sloppy, incompetent, who-gives-a-rap, what-me-worry workmen have their own personal Joe Bidens in their heads instead of brains. They really seem to have no idea of what “work” is, as if they’ve never seen it before. And who knows–maybe they haven’t. Not in school. Not in college. Maybe nowhere.

Can we straighten ourselves out from this? It won’t be easy!

How Liberals Make Human Life Unliveable REPRINT

 

From May 12, 2015

Want to kill your culture dead? Simply set up a lot more colleges and universities than the country will ever need, staff them with insane liberal wackos, and, at great cost, fill them with millions of not-very-bright students with no particular bent for scholarship.

And just to make sure the stake goes through the heart, partner the colleges with labor unions.

F’rinstance: Student employees at the University of Washington are preparing to vote on “whether hurting someone’s feelings should be ‘grievable’ under their union’s contract with the school” ( http://www.thecollegefix.com/post/22415/ ). The union representing teaching assistants, administrative aides, and other college gofers who have never once set foot inside an auto factory is the United Auto Workers.

The key sticking point in the negotiations is whether these tender souls must be protected from any word, thought, or deed that might possibly offend them. The union wants this stuff to be “grievable”–meaning that if you’re one of these fragile flowers and your feelings get hurt, the school has to give you money and punish the ogre who bruised your feelings.

The goal is to root out “microaggression.”

Huh? What in the world is that? Well, it’s “unconscious bias,” or “unintended discrimination” which, even if the enemy of the human race has no awareness that he is being exclusive or homophobic or racist or whatevuh, “has the same effect as conscious, intended discrimination.”

This is the coming thing, a spokeswoman for the UAW said–“the next level of discourse in this country around racism, sexism, and homophobia.” It’ll make the campus “more inclusive,” too, whatever that means.

I grew up in a UAW household. I can’t imagine what has happened to that union.

Because all of the offenses of “microaggression” are done unconsciously, and without intent, virtually any human interaction may be seen as including some form of microaggression. Our cherished minorities can go on witch hunts all day long, guaranteed to bag somebody.

You won’t even know you’ve committed an offense until they bust you for it. Anything you say, anything you do–absolutely anything–might cost you your job, or whatever other penalty they make up as they go along.

How will you prepare for this next level of discourse?

After Christian School…It All Goes South REPRINT

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We laugh at Joe Collidge, but he does have a mean streak.

From July 26, 2016

I have this story via Frontline Ministries. I won’t use any names: the point of the story is broader than that. And it’s not the only example.

So–boy enters Christian school. He has a very bad stutter, and the other kids make fun of him. Teacher puts a stop to that, but good, and works with the boy so that he finally overcomes his handicap. No more stutter.

Boy leaves Christian school, enters public high school. His Christian teacher hears from him no more… until he gets an email from the lad, now a college student.

The young man calls his teacher “bigoted” (biggit, biggit, croak the mindless frogs in the swamp called “university”) and excoriates him for writing “hateful” things about homosexuals and Muslims. By “hateful” he means anything less than full approval and complete submission.

Then the college student–who has by now been given a bigger handicap than any stutter: a public education administered by moral imbeciles–goes on to say, pompously, to his old teacher, “It’s not man’s place to judge… I can’t believe I respected such a bigoted individual (biggit, biggit) as yourself.”

“It’s not man’s place to judge”? Dude, what are you doing as you write that? Oh, I see–judge not, except it’s right to judge Christians and conservatives because your collidge perfessers told you so.

This whole collidge mantra of “There’s your truth that’s true for you and my truth that’s true for me” is nothing but a symptom of a mind that has been trained out of the habit of reasoning. Like, dude, if it’s your old teacher’s “truth” that homosexuality is wrong, aren’t you supposed to respect that as “his truth”?

Oh, okay–it doesn’t apply to Christians and conservatives.

I’ve seen what happens when a teen or tween leaves Christian school and gets sucked into the maw of public education. In no time at all they turn the kid into a waste of space. It’s what they do best.

Please, Christians, please! If you have kids in public school, please get them out of there. You wouldn’t dream of sending them to a Muslim school to be taught by Muslims. Why are you comfortable with having them be taught by reprobates?

Meanwhile, I’m sure I can’t see the payoff in training a whole generation of Americans to be puffed-up nasty little fools in whom unearned self-esteem has replaced earned self-confidence.