Christian fantasy literature, and commentary on assorted subjects
When I watch hamsters do their stuff, I always wonder: how fast would a human being have to run, for his legs to vanish in a blur of perpetual motion? What would that look like?
Another thing I wonder about: how come the hamsters don’t get horribly dizzy from spinning themselves around and around so fast? How long would it take you to get riotously ill, doing that?
There is no one who doesn’t want scientists to find a cure for Alzheimer’s disease. But so far there has been no cure; because the animals whose brains they study just really aren’t similar enough to human brains to be worth that much.
So what we need, say scientists in Canada and China, and at Yale, is to inject human tissue into a monkey’s brain to make it much more like a human brain (https://nationalpost.com/news/canada/it-just-really-ethically-scares-me-caution-urged-as-scientists-look-to-create-human-monkey-chimeras)… And honk if you think this is a good idea.
See, they need a “better” animal to study, to experiment on. They are thinking of “biologically humanizing a large portion of a monkey’s brain.”
Uh-huh. And when the monkey turns around and sues you, what then? Like, just how human do you want to make the monkey’s brain? And is that really the sort of thing a righteous person does? Really?
Close observation of human patients–wouldn’t that be better?
Maybe–but not as much fun as playing Frankenstein with monkey brains.
They’re “red,” all right–and they didn’t expect to lose
A grassroots Arizona parents group, in a statewide school election, has defeated radical “teachers” and Organized Sodomy (https://www.breitbart.com/politics/2019/07/01/purpleforparents-defeats-redfored-in-arizona-state-board-victory-on-sex-ed-standards/).
Far Left teachers, calling themselves #RedforEd, teamed up with “gay” groups to try to impose a new sex education doctrine in Arizona public schools, doing away with language pertaining to “abnormal, deviant or unusual sex practices”–because of course to these characters, the only thing abnormal, deviant, or unusual is a marriage between a man and a woman. They proposed to replace all vestiges of traditional sexual morality with value-neutral “scientific” sex education.
Always beware of anything that any liberal tries to sell you as “scientific.” And remember that “value-neutral” always mean that Far Left values win and yours lose.
Arizona parents got together, forming “#PurpleforParents” as a group to fight the proposed changes. They won the election and forced the state school board to abandon the radical teachers’ project.
For which we give God thanks!
True, they’ll have to fight the battle over and over again because Far Left Crazy never gives us. Never seems to run out of George Soros’ money, either. Leftism arises from Original Sin, so it will be with us until Christ returns and does away with death and sin and pitches the Adversary head-first into the lake of fire, never to be seen or heard from again. Let us enjoy the victories God gives us, in anticipation of total victory by Jesus Christ.
from the Unashamed of Jesus blog
There shouldn’t be a need to say this… but there is. –LD
As a student of political science, I spent much time reading various theories of politics. None of the ones in the textbooks were anywhere near as convincing as what I found in Tarzan novels.
It came to me in a flash. I was reading about Peter the Great’s visit to London, and what a shambles he and his entourage made of the lovely house which had been provided for him. Did these men not know what a stairway was for? Did they not know not to ride their horses on the parquet flooring? They couldn’t have made a bigger mess if they’d been a tribe of apes…
Eureka!
In Edgar Rice Burroughs’ Tarzan stories, the apes are always competing with one another, often violently, to see who gets the most food, the most matings, the best place to sleep, and so on. And the ape who gets the most of everything, the biggest and the strongest and the meanest ape, gets to be king. Until a younger, stronger ape comes along and takes it away from him.
Holy cow! Politics!
It really is about who gets to have the most of everything–the most power, the most prestige, the biggest heap of other people’s money… It wasn’t even Burroughs who discovered this. We find it right there in the Bible, in 1 Samuel 8:10-18, in which Samuel warned the people of Israel exactly what would happen to them if they made good their resolve to have a king.
God knows we have a terrible penchant for finding big apes to rule over us. In Deuteronomy 17:14-20, God warns Israel, through Moses, that if they simply must have a king, they ought to have the kind of king God recommends–a king whose duties will include writing out God’s law, longhand, word for word, every day; no foreigner, but a true Israelite; and a king who will not use his position to collect loads of wealth or a vast herd of wives.
Most of the kings they got were just big apes.
God’s guidance, and faithfulness to His word, makes us real men and women: not apes with car keys.
POTUS with his favorite intern
Allowing the people to choose its leaders by voting for them was supposed to protect us from leaders who would corrupt us or prey on us. But all too often we choose a leader who’s only just come along, seems like a good idea at the time, and turns out to be as dirty as they come.
The “Everybody Does It” defense is unworthy of adults–but boy, did we hear it a lot, during Bill Clinton’s presidency! And it wasn’t true! People insisted that it was, but they were wrong–and it was really quite easy to show them they were wrong.
Not that it changed anybody’s mind…
How that title, Cwm Rhondda, used to mystify me! Now I know it’s Welsh for “Rhondda Valley,” where I presume the melody originally came from. The actual title is Guide Me, O Thou Great Jehovah. This is the Morriston Orpheus Choir; and if they break into Welsh down the stretch–well, that’s enthusiasm.
Quarter to seven, and we still haven’t had our blooming supper. Chinese food tonight: much too late to start cooking. And we have an invasion of flies and no idea how they’re getting in.
Cats, I feel you, guys! If I weren’t so frustrated, I’d conk out, too. But I thought I’d like to post a cat video before I do.
My wife smokes cigarettes, as do millions of other people. As if it weren’t bad enough that she has that habit–no, she doesn’t think it’s a good thing–now she finds printed on her medical reports, in all caps, TOBACCO USE DISORDER.
It wouldn’t be quite so irritating if the same yocks denouncing tobacco use weren’t simultaneously touting the benefits of smoking marijuana. They want to ban tobacco and legalize pot. By “legalize” they mean trying to get everybody to smoke it.
I have known many pot-smokers in my time: idiots all. If there are some medical benefits from some of the chemicals in marijuana, okay, fine. You can probably get those without filling your lungs with raw smoke and getting stoned so that you spout twaddle and think it’s profound. Or you can cook it into brownies and serve them at a New Year’s party. I saw that once. They all wound up passed out on the floor. It wasn’t even midnight yet.
Stigmatizing tobacco use (how come smokers don’t rate as “victims”?) while lauding marijuana-smoking to the skies is nothing but hypocrisy.
I find it hard to get used to.
Remember when the motto of any successful business was, “The customer is always right”? Kiss that one goodbye.
Let me vent about this while I have a few minutes between assorted medical errands. For years, one of my favorite forms of relaxation was to visit Pogo Games and play a harmless little game called “Mahjong Garden.” I went to the same chat room every time, and over the years made many friends there. Nothing could be more soothing than moving the tiles around while chatting with my friends.
Recently, because the technology had changed, Pogo found it necessary to make changes in many of its games, including Mahjong Garden. All right, we understand. But they also made a whole raft of changes that they didn’t have to make, for no reason at all. They changed the appearance of the tile sets to make them hard on the eyes, changed the names of all the chat rooms, and moved the chat to the bottom of the page instead of the side so that you can no longer play and chat at the same time. I must stress that none of those changes I have mentioned was at all necessary. It was just change for the sake of change.
Mahjong Garden was one of Pogo’s most popular games, and for no reason anyone can see, Pogo trashed it. Sort of like Microsoft getting rid of Windows 7, although at least they thought that making a successful Windows obsolete would make them money. I can’t imagine what Pogo was thinking.
Many, many of the players are disappointed, disgusted, or even totally fed up. I’ll be astounded if Pogo doesn’t lose customers because of this.
Oh! And because so very many players complained about the New Improved “Traditional” tile set (the one I used) and wanted it back the way it was, Pogo announced that it would do that for us.
Lie! All they did was change it some more. There’s nothing of the old familiar look about it. They must think we’ve all got amnesia. They pee on your leg and tell you that it’s raining. Was it so hard to do what their customers wanted them to do? Having injured us, why did they decide they might as well insult us, too?
When car companies do that, they wind up losing boxcar-loads of money.
So why do the tech companies keep on doing it?
I want my freakin’ Mahjong Garden back!