Christian fantasy literature, and commentary on assorted subjects
If you go on a diet that’s supposed to make you lose weight, and instead of losing weight, you just keep getting fatter and fatter…. do you stay on that diet?
Of course you wouldn’t. Why, then, do we keep on giving more and more power to a government that doesn’t know what to do with the power it already has?”Let us Save The Planet!”
No way, sunshine.
Sung the old-fashioned way by Maddy Prior and the Carnival Band, All Hail the Power of Jesus’ Name–and we’re going to need the power of that name: there is no other name by which we might be saved.
How do cats do it–totally dominate dogs? Most of these dogs are several times bigger than the cat who’s stolen his dog bed. No guts, no glory…
It reminds me of the way my box turtles used to pick on Rags, our family dog. They’d waltz right over and eat his dog food, completely ignoring his loud objections. They knew they could just shut themselves in their shells if he got rowdy. And he knew it, too, poor guy.
From the Daytona Beach News-Journal, June 11:
I’d counsel these would-be burglars, “Don’t quite your day job,” but I doubt they have day jobs.
These two non-masterminds tried to break into the Daytona Spyshop by breaking the window with a sledge hammer. Two problems with that: the window was specially designed to resist breakage, so although they struck it 56 times, they couldn’t get it; and the Daytona Spyshop, which sells hi-tech security equipment, was, of course, equipped with security cameras which recorded the entire incident. Including the make, model, and license plate number of the getaway car.
Police expect to catch them rather soon.
This caper isn’t likely to make the Sherlock Holmes casebook.
What an age we live in, where even the burglars are chuckleheads.
Our day today got off to a bad start with an illness scare, plus an invasion of flies, but by and by it settled down and we didn’t have to rush to the emergency room.
Meanwhile, “Unknowable” sent us this video, which has a very soothing effect. I’m convinced these moments, captured on video, give us a foretaste of what our God has in store for us when He finishes His work of restoring the Creation.
It’s going to be great!
It’s summertime! Thursday is the Fourth of July. And you know what that means!
It means the Save The Planet/Grow the Government mob will be howling at the moon, demanding we submit to them or else be drowned by Global Warming, etc. And every week will be ballyhooed as the hottest week ever, no s***, and every month the hottest month AND OMG WE’VE ONLY GOT TWELVE YEARS WHAT’RE WE GONNA DOOOOO–!
Why is it that nobody ever questions these jerks? True, they duck questions, and the Far Left nooze media will never ask them anything but softball questions. I guess you would have to grab one of them, tie him to a stake, and literally put a gun to his head before you could get an answer to your question. Nevertheless, if I could ever ask it, this is what I’d ask:
“How, exactly, do you propose to control the whole earth’s climate–ignoring the fact that there is no planetary climate, but only lots of local and regional climates–and tailor it so that year-round weather conditions are just right? What if they’re just right for you and just too bloody awful for words for someone else? And how will you control factors like the sun’s output, continental drift, volcanoes and earthquakes, El Nino, etc.? Have you got a plan for all that?”
Wouldn’t you just love to see one of those commie ding-dongs even try to answer that?
If this is the best we can do by way of presidential candidates, we might as well shift over to a lottery to decide who holds public office.
In one of this week’s Democrat gabfasts, one Julian Castro, who was actually in the fatzing government, as President *Batteries Not Included’s Secretary of Housing and Urban Development, told the nation he’s all for “reproductive justice” which would include taxpayer-funded abortions for men. All right, what he said was “trans women.” But “trans women” are men. They are not women, no matter what certain wicked and/or deluded schmendricks claim.
He’s so pumped up for abortions, he wants to give them to men.
There’s no injustice like Social Justice!
Should there at least be some kind of sanity test you have to pass before you get to run for president? Or would that just narrow the field too drastically?
Jambo! Mr. Nature here; and today our safari takes us no farther than the nearest pond or patch of moss.
Tardigrades, aka “water bears” because they look sort of like little tiny bears, are only a millimeter long; but they may be the toughest living things on earth. They can survive inside a live volcano, in the depths of an iceberg, or even for 10 days in outer space without oxygen or any of those other amenities we take for granted under the atmosphere. When they go dormant, they can last–well, maybe forever. But just add water and they’re back in business!
I discount the speculation that tardigrades originally came here from outer space. The same God who created the Baluchitherium, coral reefs, Tyrannosaurus rex, and Mozart shouldn’t have had any trouble creating water bears. Trouble, no: fun, yes!
These observations by Gibbon on the fall of the Roman Empire were very much with me throughout the unhappy days of the Obama regime.
One thing I’ve learned from history: people never learn from it. We still offer “entertainment” as a substitute for life. We can’t seem to get rid of government officials who are so bad, so incompetent, so determined to amass power as an end in itself, that you’d swear they were doing it on purpose.
This ancient Irish hymn, thirteen hundred years old if it’s a day, is still loved worldwide. This rendition is by four kids from Fountainview Academy.
If you’re new here, and would like to have me post one of your favorite hymns–just ask.