‘More Festival of Idiocy’ (2017)

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Honk if you’re tired of this schiff.

This Far Left tantrum has been going on since Election Night of 2016.

More Festival of Idiocy

The problem is, they did succeed in taking the House in 2018. Well, waddaya know! The endless tantrum worked! Let’s step it up for 2020!

So we have the Diversity mob stamping out every trace of diversity, and the Pro-Choice crowd taking away everybody’s choices–and alleged “polls” that say yeah, you bet, this is how America wants to live!

Maybe I shouldn’t have mentioned any of this on a Sunday… but somebody ought to.

‘Be Still, My Soul’

We’ve got over 40 of your favorite hymns on the list now, and we’re going to post each one of them. Don’t worry about being too late: the hymn shop’s always open.

This rendition of Be Still, My Soul is about the most beautiful I’ve ever heard–and I don’t know who’s singing it. But we know whose hand shaped the backgrounds, don’t we?

Perpetual Motion Kittens

Hey, let’s see if we can get four kittens to sit peacefully in a box and not go wandering around.

Then, after we accomplish that, let’s go spin some straw into gold and use it to buy a time share.

A New Science Is Born!

Why Quokkas Are The Cutest Animals On Earth

G’day, everybody! Byron the Quokka here, on what is sure to be forever remembered as an historic occasion!

Because on this day, a new science is born. Brand-new! In fact, if you want to earn a degree in it, the only place in the whole world where you can do that is right here at Quokka University! Because we have a monopoly on the new science of…

Cryptogeography!

Even as Cryptozoology is the study of animals that have to be found before they can be studied, because they may or may not exist, so is cryptogeography the study of places that may or may not exist. [Note to Board of Sages: we owe Phoebe S. an honorary doctorate in Cryptogeography, for coining the name.]

Did you ever try to go someplace and never get there–and you thought it was because you just got lost somehow? Well! Maybe the place was really there… and maybe it wasn’t. I mean, really, blimey, how do you get to Brigadoon, or Gondor, or the Seven Cities of Gold? Poor Coronado wandered all over the map and never found the place that he was looking for. How many times have you been told, “Just keep on going down Route Whatsit, and you can’t miss it”? And then you do miss it, because it isn’t there! But maybe, just maybe, it was there yesterday.

What makes lost cities lost? How do they get found again?

You can see the world’s been needing a science of Cryptogeography for quite a long time.

And as we say here at Q.U.–Ipso loquitur mannimota!

Where was Ophir?

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Once upon a time, King Solomon sent an expedition to a place called Ophir, which brought him back 450 talents in gold (2 Chronicles 8:18). In 9 Chronicles 13, we are told the king’s total revenue amounted to 666 talents. Solomon was the richest king of his time, and that one trip to Ophir netted him about two-thirds of a year’s revenue.

But where was Ophir?

We don’t know. The Bible doesn’t tell us–probably because, at the time it was written, people knew where Ophir was and didn’t have to be told. And it was famous for its gold. Psalm 45 speaks of “the queen in gold of Ophir.”

There is no mention of Ophir in the New Testament. Was that because the name had changed? Or maybe Ophir’s civilization had collapsed.

Where was it?

Speculation as to the location of Ophir takes Solomon’s ships as far afield as the coast of America, the Philippines, India, Sri Lanka, and Central Africa. There’s no archaeological evidence to support any of those theories.

But we do know–and have evidence for it–that the ancient Indus Valley civilization sent trading ships up the Persian Gulf to Arabia and Mesopotamia. Probably Mesopotamia sent ships to the Indus. Personally, that’s where I think Ophir was. It’s a long way from the Gulf of Aqaba on the Red Sea, where Solomon’s ports were. But Alexander the Great was able to send ships from the Indus back to the Persian Gulf; they surely could have continued around Arabia and up the Red Sea. There were plenty of ports along the way, for rest and re-supply.

If Solomon flourished around 900 B.C., the Indus Valley civilization was already out of business by then; but other civilized people now lived there.

We do tend to sell the ancients short, and think they couldn’t possibly have done things that no one else did till modern times. Thor Heyerdahl made a pretty good career out of poking holes in this doctrine. Of course, nobody believes anymore in any of the things he said or wrote; but no one can deny that he built accurate re-creations of several kinds of ancient vessels and successfully sailed them on long voyages. If he could cross the Atlantic on a boat made of reeds, then at least it was possible for someone in the ancient world to do it.

But we still don’t know where Ophir was.

 

Memory Lane: ‘Big Rock Candy Mountain’

I was surprised yesterday when one of my friends said she’d never heard this song, nor heard of it. Written back in 1928, Big Rock Candy Mountain was a hit song when I was a little boy. The great Burl Ives made it a hit. It was on one of those childrens’ record albums that my mother had for us, and I’ve seen it published in any number of folk songbooks.

True, some of it sounds a lot like Democrat campaign promises. Try to ignore that. And enjoy how beautifully Burl Ives hits the high note.

Instant Fake News–Just Add Video

Danny Rahim in Primeval: New World (2012)

In search of mere undemanding relaxation, last night Patty and I watched “Breakthrough,” Episode No. 9 of Primeval New World.

It was very sinister.

Here’s the premise. A dinosaur comes through a glitch in space-time and winds up in Vancouver. The team in charge of containing these incidents doesn’t want a large-scale panic, but this time they may be too late: people at a skateboard park have already caught a glimpse of the Triceratops.

You wouldn’t believe how easily Our Heroes, with the aid of computers, turned this real incident into an amusing hoax quickly unmasked. They convinced the whole city that something that had really happened had been only make-believe. No cause for alarm. Voila! A real thing is made unreal.

And I got to thinking, “I wonder how many times this has already been done to us in real life! How hard would it be to manipulate the nooze so it becomes a fairy tale?” We already know the nooze media tell lies; they’ve been caught doing it times without number. Then there are our “scientists”, and politicians. Lies and more lies.

This is what happens to a civilization that cuts itself off from God.

He will eventually correct the error.

 

‘”Your God”? Really?'(2017)

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How long did it have to rain on the rocks before they came alive?

Oh it rain on de rocks an’ de rocks come alive, doo-dah, doo-dah…

Come on, now–does anybody really, truly believe that?

I re-run this post from time to time for the benefit of new readers and because we’re always running into fools’ chatter about “your God” who doesn’t exist but they passionately hate Him anyway, and the Bible as nothing but fiction but all those things in it that never happened still drive them up the wall.

We really shouldn’t have handed our educational institutions over to them. To say nothing of the rest of our institutions.

God hears and God knows what we say, and that’s a scary thought.

Good thing we have a Savior! Jesus Christ, the Son of God.

‘The Love of God’

I have a nice long list, now, of your favorite hymns, and I’m going to post them all in the order in which I received them. And the list can be added to, so don’t think you missed your chance.

Requested by Lydia (I think): The Love of God, by the Mennonite Hour Singers. Gorgeous background sets by God the Father.

Another Cat, Another Bird

This is not the first video I’ve ever seen (or posted) of a cat and a parakeet playing together. The cat isn’t going to eat the parakeet and the bird knows it.

We’ve all seen cats catch birds, haven’t we? So how do a cat and a bird become friends? I always thought parakeets had a lot of personality; or maybe starlings just taste better.