Christian fantasy literature, and commentary on assorted subjects
Cats, dogs, and a parrot can gum up your studies either by actively interfering or by setting a bad example of indolence. Either way works just fine.
They do this to save you from getting a liberal arts degree.
I have known cats–I mention no names–who are sure that the only reason a human ever picks up a pen is to offer it as a toy.
My Pogo pal “Teddy” asked for Joy to the World, and I thought I’d try this rendition of it by Casting Crowns. It’s a little wild–but hey, our Savior is born! We ought to be dancing in the streets and turning cartwheels.
I had never heard of this carol before, and when “SlimJim” suggested it, I jumped to the conclusion that it was some kind of secular rock-‘n’-roll thing. I quickly learned how wrong I can be, when I really put my mind to it!
The Rocking Carol–just beautiful, really–is a traditional Czech Christmas carol, sung here by Chanticleer, a capella all the way, in perfect harmony. Thanks, Jim.
This isn’t exactly a Christmas hymn, and I don’t know who’s performing it–but it will serve to wash some of the nooze out of my head. And anyhow, we all know why we so gladly celebrate Christmas–don’t we? Without the birth of Jesus Christ, it’s nothing much: so He is the source of the joy expressed in this carol. It is from God that all blessings flow.
The crop failed, but at least we’ve got gender equity in agriculture!
This is not satire.
Penn State University, where Jerry Sandusky practiced pedophilia for 15 years before they finally caught him in 2011, plans to offer a “gender fellow” thingy for doctoral students so they can “examine the relations between gender and agriculture” (https://www.campusreform.org/?ID=11671).
What?
Supposedly, “promoting gender equity in agriculture” will someday, somehow, “alleviate global hunger and poverty.” Uh-huh.
As in, “Well, we couldn’t grow any food this year, but we sure got gender equity!”
And people are spending hard-earned money to send their kids to this madhouse?
Go ahead–tell me the loons who came up with this caper are in their right minds and know what they’re doing. Tell me it’s money well spent.
And I’ll tell you it’s time to cut off all public funding to the universities, and let them sink or swim in a free market.
Yesterday I heard a noozie say that “only a tiny minority” of Americans want our country’s borders secured against illegal immigration. This was obviously an untrue statement–riotously, flagrantly, boisterously untrue–but he said it anyway, right into the microphone for everyone to hear: thus demonstrating that what you hear as “news” these days has a good chance of being fraudulent.
And I heard a discussion of how fast can we legalize marijuana, and sports betting, and eventually prostitution: as the state leads foolish people into vice and helps them ruin themselves.
I used to think liberals were well-intentioned people who were simply mistaken in their politics. I don’t think that anymore. Not since they started piling San Francisco’s sidewalks with heaps of human feces.
Says I to myself, “Nobody is that stupid! Not even college students. No one can look at what happens to those cities and those countries ruled by ‘progressives’ and call it ‘progress.’ Nobody!”
A few miles down the road from here, we have the city of Perth Amboy. It used to be a sane, prosperous, mostly blue-collar city. My mother sometimes liked to shop Perth Amboy’s stores. We’d go by bus.
But no more. Democrats took over, drove out the prosperity, and the city’s just a mess.
Should they have been astounded, amazed, that the same policies they’ve pursued in all their captive cities have the same result–like, everywhere? Detroit, Camden, San Francisco, Gary, St. Louis–wherever they take hold, the result is the same. And as in cities, so in countries. Venezuela was a reasonably prosperous country, not so long ago. Their leftids took it over and, lo and behold, who woulda thought it, they turned it into a wreck.
It happens every time.
Again, no one can possibly be so stupid as to believe, sincerely, that socialism/liberalism/whatevuh will really work if you just give it a chance, this time it’ll work!
They’ve got to be doing it on purpose.
Why? I don’t know. I don’t think anybody knows. It looks satanic. I don’t know where this tree draws its nourishment, but it sure has ugly, foul-smelling fruit, poisonous to eat. Probably not even safe to touch it.
You won’t believe your eyes.
I thought you might enjoy this little collection of hinky photographs. I strongly suspect the picture of sharks swimming around the flooded department store is something less than genuine. But a few of the others are truly mystifying.
https://leeduigon.com/2014/05/15/frankly-i-have-no-idea/
Any thoughts on how they got the tire around that tree, if they didn’t cut it?
First, a word about our Christmas Carol Contest.
With four days left to go, Magnificat leads with 27 views the day it was posted. Days of Elijah has 28, but it’s hard for me to stretch that into a Christmas carol.
Due to circumstances beyond our control, Patty and I will be here Christmas Day, no Garden State Parkway this year, and I hope some of you drop in, in a manner of speaking: we appreciate your company.
Between you and me, I think this poor fallen world needs this Christmas as badly as it’s ever needed any Christmas. Pray God the Father endows this Christmas of 2018 with great power to draw our hearts to Jesus Christ, our rightful Lord and only Savior. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
Joshua asked for this one: How Great Our Joy, by Steve Green.
I was going to update the Christmas Carol Contest here, but something tells me I’d better do it in a separate post.
What are we to make of an animal who finds a patch of the thickest, blackest, slimiest mud imaginable–and sticks his face in it? And then there’s the old conundrum of how to carry the long stick through the narrow passageway. This has stymied many dogs, although any parrot can figure it out in a few seconds.
But just try making Lassie with a parrot or a cat, and see how far you get…