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How I Got Un-Censored

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Well, now my post, “Boiling-Over Hypocrisy,” has been successfully published on Facebook. You are probably wondering how I managed that.

I hypothesized that maybe the problem was not what I said in the post, but the photo I used to illustrate it. As an experiment, I replaced that splendidly applicable illustration with a picture of a happy puppy. And voila–now suitable for Facebook!

Here are some more happy puppies, to keep me from getting censored again today. Pictures of celery stalks are also a safe bet, probably.

I conclude that Facebook, or its robot, censored the photo, not the text. See no evil, as the saying goes.

Reminds me of a friend of mine whose dashboard oil light kept going on; so he solved that problem by taping a piece of paper over the light. You can probably intuit the eventual fate of his car.


Just Getting Started

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I am so totally late today, I don’t know why, haven’t got anything posted yet, viewer numbers way below par–really, I don’t know what’s what. I am not as badly off as this poor fish who finds a dinosaur waiting for him in the deserted halls of his office building after all the sane people have gone home. But I am way off track today and I don’t know if I can catch up.

If anybody out there wants to step forward and selflessly take the blame for this sorry state of affairs, I would appreciate it.


Can I Go Play Now?

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All right! The laundry’s done, I’ve cranked out yet another Newswithviews column, I’ve updated this blog, and I’m pooped.

I want to have some fun! Somebody throw me a stick. I’ll bring it back, I promise. I would like to devise some way go attract more viewers, but how many contests can I run? We just finished the Christmas Carol Contest, and it’s too early for another comment contest.

I wonder if I ought to post one of my recipes for what my wife calls tasteless food.


Oh, No!

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I just realized I haven’t yet devoted a single thought to this week’s Newswithviews column. What can I say but “Fap!”? I am confounded.

Suggestions, anyone? Or should I just take a peek into the crystal ball and see what’s available?

Aaaaaand I’ve got to go to the laundry!


The Nooze I Don’t Cover

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Not that I want to report any nooze at all on a Sunday–but you wouldn’t believe how many suggestions I receive from well-meaning people wanting me to cover this or that story.

But I can’t.

For one thing, it just ain’t practical. For instance, reports of “education” malpractice in our schools and colleges and looniversities would fill a thick book every day. The state of our education system is a thousand times worse than I’ve painted it out to be! No one can keep score: just a few examples have to suffice.

For another thing, if I cover too much nooze, it ruins my complexion. How many ranting, foul-mouthed, wacko Democrats can I quote before my brain starts running out my ears? Leftism is spiritually toxic. The full armor of God must be your Hazmat suit. But even fully protected by God’s Word, there’s only so much of this that I can take.

Anyhow, today is the Lord’s day of rest, the sun has finally peeked out from the dreary grey clouds that hemmed it in all weekend, I think I’ll stand outside and enjoy a nice cigar, and watch some BBC Narnia this afternoon. And if I can manage a bit of Oy, Rodney, I hope it’s as relaxing for you to read as it is for me to write.


‘Comments Disabled’

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A number of you wished to comment on my post, “Looking for Reasons to Kill You,” only to find “Comments Disabled.” I have re-enabled them just now.

This happens a lot, and it’s maddening. So many steps have been added to the posting procedure, it’s really easy to miss one. I could ask WordPress to make “Leave a Reply” my default setting, but I don’t trust them not to replace this problem with something worse that I can’t fix. Like making the posts tiny light-blue print on a grey background. Fap! (They did that once before, and it took hours to put it right.)

I appreciate your letting me know when the comments are disabled. Which makes it devilish hard to have a comment contest, or any kind of reader participation. For the time being, I think we’ll have to live with this.

The management regrets any inconvenience.


The Ol’ Milestone… Almost

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It looks like I’m going to fall short of 100,000 views for the year by a little less than 2,000. So close!

I believe it was Violet Crepuscular–or was it Voltaire?–who said life is like a Mille Bornes game. You’re rolling along, slapping down those 100-mile cards, sometimes a 200, and suddenly you’ve got a flat tire (“Creve!”), or a red light, or a speed limit (“Limite de Vitesse”) and you’re either stopped or slowed. You need a spare tire (“Roue de Secours”) or a green light, whatever, to get going again. Unless you were holding on to a Puncture-Proof (“Increvable!”) or a Right of Way card: then you can execute a Coup Fourre. But it’s hard to come up with a Coup Fourre in real life. Although not as hard as pulling one off in a game of Monopoly.

I’ve just written my Newswithviews column for the week. I only have to write one of those per week, but it feels like a lot more.

But tomorrow’s New Year’s Day, and we are hoping for a rest. We like to watch The Time Machine on New Year’s Day–that wonderful George Pal production from 1960, starring Rod Taylor and Yvette Mimieux. And we’ll have Patty’s pork casserole for supper–heavenly! And since we set up our air purifier and started her on her medicine, Robbie hasn’t coughed much. If she’s coughed today, I missed it. She’s been a very good girl about her medicine.

So again, thanks to all of you who visited this blog throughout the year, and shared your comments–and your prayers–and gave us your fellowship.

Tomorrow we’ll crank it up again.


A Big Milestone… Just Missed

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Well, here it is, December 29. And if I can get 1,000 views a day, today and tomorrow and the next day, I will have hit 100,000 for the year.

Just missed! But it does give this blog something to shoot for next year. I didn’t say “me” because this blog is a lot more than just me. It’s all of you, too. We’re all in this together. That’s one of the things that makes it so worthwhile.

Anyway, I’ll do the best I can, these last three days.

Thanks to all of you for helping push this merry-go-round.

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When You Don’t Know How to Make Peace

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Christ Pantokrator, Ruler of All (Cefalu Cathedral, Italy)

When I opened this blog, here on Christmas morning, the first thing I saw was a couple of readers–one Christian, one Muslim–fighting over Israel vs. Palestine.

My first impulse was to try to make peace. Like maybe I’d succeed where everyone else in the world, including career diplomats who do it for a living, has failed.

I’d like to think we could discuss any issue here, as long as we conduct it decently; but that’s probably a pipe dream, too. People have emotions. That’s how it is. Israel vs. Palestine is a highly emotional issue for a lot of people. I doubt I can entertain that topic here and expect everyone to remain calm and civil. After all, there are many blogs that I don’t choose to visit–because I know I’d wind up saying, er, intemperate things.

As a Christian and an American, I am predisposed to favor Israel, an American ally with institutions similar to our own. There must never be another Holocaust. The Western world permitted the Holocaust to happen; it must not permit another one. God has not withdrawn His blessing from Abraham.

There will not be peace in this fallen world until God the Father in His sovereign might puts all things under Jesus Christ as King of kings and Lord of all. Until then, we muddle along as best we can. Occasionally we get something right. But not often.

So I have deleted the posts I’ve gotten on this subject today, and will delete any future messages on this subject. I don’t know how to referee this fight, and if I try, I might just make it worse. I’m sorry about doing this, but I think it’s for the best.


Upping the Prize

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Only three days left in our First Annual Christmas Carol Contest, and there’s hardly anybody here today, you could hear a pin drop. All getting read for Christmas, I guess.

Hmmm… What will happen if I upgrade the prize? Say, a sackful of gold coins worth at least $20,000–winner take all!

Or… You could ask for an autographed copy of The Temptation, as soon as it’s published (which really shouldn’t be long now: unless those are famous last words).

I don’t know where I’ll get $20,000 worth of gold coins, but I can worry about that later. Like, when the first lawsuit comes in…


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