Public School Caper: Holocaust Denial

So you’re still okay with your child being “educated” (lol) by the public schools? Try this story on for size.

A couple of months ago, 2,000 eighth-graders in the Rialto Unified School District, California, were assigned to write an essay on the topic, “Did the Holocaust occur?” ( http://www.dailybulletin.com/opinion/20140711/rialto-unified-must-face-facts-on-holocaust-assignment-editorial )

When word of this caper got out, and public indignation followed, the “educators” quickly withdrew the assignment. So the kids won’t be writing, after all, on whether “the Holocaust was an actual event in history, or merely a political scheme created to influence public emotion and gain.”

They wouldn’t have tried it if they hadn’t thought they could get away with it. As a sop to the public, the teachers blamed for creating the assignment have supposedly been herded into sensitivity training.

Hmm… let’s see, now… The superintendent of the school district is named “Mohammed Z. Islam,” and he has a spokesperson named Syeda Jafri. The head of the local chapter of the teachers’ union is not named Looie Farrakhan, nor do any of the schools have principals named Ahmadinejad. So I guess that’s okay. No anti-Semitism here, folks.

Mr. Islam and Ms. Jafri say they’ve received death threats as a result of this incident. Well, if you’re prepared to lie about millions of people being murdered in cold blood by the servants of a national socialist state, you just might be capable of throwing in a wee taradiddle about a death threat.

Yes, they scrubbed the assignment and said they were sorry for the “error.” (Nobody ever does a wicked thing on purpose. It’s always a “mistake”–like misplacing your car keys.) But that was only because they got found out and a lot of people were hopping mad at them.

But you don’t need a Christian school. You don’t need homeschooling. If you want to keep on sending your kids to public school, that’s your decision.

After all, this was only one of thousands of isolated incidents all around the country.

Happy [Censored]

[This is the piece I would have posted, had I had a computer on the Fourth of July.]

From now on Christmas won’t be the only holiday we’re not allowed to mention by name.

The newest nameless “Happy Holiday” is the Fourth of July There are compelling reasons why no one should be allowed to say “Happy Fourth of July,” according to the spokeschair of the International Wimmin’s  Workers Collective for Social and Environmental Justice, Watta Dunts.

“First, celebrating the number four of anything is hateful and insensitive to Chinese people,” Ms. Dunts said. “In their language, ‘four’ and ‘death’ are practically the same word.

“But this celebration is also hateful and un-inclusive to everyone in the world who isn’t an American. And that’s almost everybody! How do you think some poor person from Chad or Costa Rica feels when some fat capitalist American says ‘Happy Fourth of July,’ and this poor schmo knows that wish for happiness is not meant for her?

“Also, the word ‘happy’ is hateful and insensitive to many groups of people–Native Americans, African-Americans, women, gays, transsgendered persons, Hispanics, the visually challenged, and the British Parliament and royal family. That holiday is no happy occasion for them! Saying ‘happy’ only reminds them how miserable they are.”

But even just saying “Happy Holiday” without naming the holiday is going too far, Ms. Dunts said. “It’s hateful and insensitive to persons who may have unhappiness factors in their lives. The word ‘holiday’ may be painful to them for reasons we can’t even guess!”

So what are we to be allowed to say? Watta Dunts has the answer.

“Just put your hand tightly over your mouth and make noises without making any potentially offensive words,” she said. “Something like ‘Mmmph Glummph’ can be equally celebrated by everybody!”

Jersey Judge Said It Was OK for Muslim Man to Rape His Wife

Funny, isn’t it? The same libs ‘n’ progs who insist the First Amendment does not give you the right to refuse to bake a cake for a same-sex mock wedding, say it does give you the right to rape and beat your wife, or rather your ex-wife, whom you hold against her will.

Huh???

Yup, it’s a religious freedom issue. A Christian does not have the freedom to refuse to be drafted into participating in a “gay” pseudo-wedding; but a Muslim has the freedom to “live out his faith” by beating and raping his ex-wife. I’m so glad you understand this now.

Anyhow, that’s what a Hudson County Superior Court judge ruled, here in New Jersey, four years ago. Muslim “shari’a law,” as far as this judge was concerned, trumped New Jersey’s laws, and the laws of the United States.

The good news is that this inane and wicked ruling has been overturned, and the offending husband charge with rape, kidnapping, aggravated assault, etc. For more details, see http://townhall.com/columnists/joannemoudy/2014/06/30/embracing-sharia-law-americas-blind-spot-n1857088/page/2 . The bad news is that it took four years, and that a real judge actually thought it a good idea to offer up this young woman as a human sacrifice to the idol of multiculturalism.

Why wasn’t that judge removed on the grounds of moral imbecility?

For those unfamiliar with New Jersey, Hudson County is so Democrat, even the county Republican Organization endorses Democrat candidates for governor. It is the bluest of the blue.

But it’s only a War on Women if a Republican objects to paying for someone else’s birth control pills. I mean, that’s so much worse than rape and beatings and illegal detention–thank heaven we have the Democrat Party to protect women from that!

This poor woman was only a teenager when she was given to an adult male in an arranged marriage, and only met him on their wedding day, in 2008. Soon after, they moved to New Jersey so hubby could make money as an accountant. That’s when he started raping her and pounding her. He divorced her in front of the imam at the mosque–and then took her “home” against her will so that he could rape and pound her some more.

And this sap of a judge overturned the restraining order against this animal and said he could abuse his ex-wife all he pleased.

Ooh! Ooh! Liberals like “gay” imitation marriages, and liberals like Muslim marriages in which the wife functions as a set of bongo drums!

What does that tell you about these people?

A Visit to the Library

Lord Tennyson, Poet Laureate of England during Queen Victoria’s reign, wrote a lot of great poems. I’ve been reading some of them online, and discovering the beauty of his language.

And so I got a hankering to read Idylls of the King–probably his most famous work, after The Charge of the Light Brigade. Back in the Bronze Age, most of us read little pieces of the Idylls in junior high school English Lit. I thought maybe I might be old enough to appreciate it now.

I went to my local library to get a copy of Idylls of the King, one of the classics of English literature. They didn’t have it. “Never heard of it,” said the librarian behind the counter. “What kind of idols?” He looks at me like I might have some potentially disruptive mental problem.

“Not idols,” I explain. “Not I-d-o-l-s, but I-d-y-l-l-s. They’re Arthurian poems.”

Now he’s really staring at me. Like, “What planet is this kook from?” I can see the adjective “Arthurian” is really throwing him. He’s also twitching a little bit, as if feeling with his foot for the button on the floor that summons the police. So I just said “Thanks, anyway,” and walked out.

In fairness, if I had felt like filling out a form, my library would have borrowed the book for me from another library. The inter-library computer system would have found the book no matter where it was, and eventually I’d be able to read it. This is a good thing. By this method I’ve been able to read several obscure books that had to be sent from far away.

But according to a librarian friend of mine, the days of the library as a place for books and readers is drawing to an end. Classics, schmassics–we only keep hot new books on our shelves. And so what? You want some boring old classic, we’ll find out who has it and order it for you. We’ve only got room for hot new stuff–no room for old stuff.

This’ll work for a while, until there is no library left that still has the classics. Our library had a set of The World’s Great Books, from Homer to Hegel, on its own self-contained display shelves, on wheels so it could be easily moved out of the way. It wasn’t bothering anyone, but the library board decided to get rid of it, selling off Plutarch and Dante and Milton and all the rest of ’em for 25 cents each. The director was sick over it, but she couldn’t get the  board to change their minds. Besides which, they are primarily interested in other things–primarily in getting children to try homosexuality: if the books they’ve been putting on the shelves lately are any indication.

Today’s hot new stuff will be tomorrow’s garbage; but the classics will still be the classics.

In Gresham’s Law, bad currency drives good currency out of circulation (because people hoard good money and always try to pass off the crummy money).

I think there’s another kind of Gresham’s Law that applies to libraries–bad books drive out good books.

We will need those classics, someday. But who will still have them?

Nagged by a Cereal Box

After being processed through day care, pre-school, school, and college, some people don’t know how to live when they suddenly find themselves on their own. They acquire families and don’t have the foggiest idea what to do with them. “Family” refers to those people who are not at day care, pre-school, school, and college–in other words, persons with whom you probably haven’t spent a lot of time with in your life. What in the world are you supposed to do with them?

Not to worry–store brand Toasted Rice to the rescue! Find instructions for life on the back of the cereal box. After all, you’ve spent your whole life up till now in some kind of institution where they make all the decisions for you. No wonder you need help!

Let me quote the Introduction verbatim.

“Family UNPLUGGEd [sic] Imagine all the things you could do instead of watching television! Unplug the tube and grab your family!

Uh, wait a minute. Is this logical? You “unplug the tube” so that your family will be “unplugged”?

Here follows a long “You Could…” list, a menu of family activities. Would you like to guess what’s the No. 1 item on the list? Go on, try–you’ll never get it. [Play Jeopardy theme music.] What’s the number one thing you can do for fun with your family? Ready? Here it is!

“Volunteer your time at a soup kitchen.”

Y’know, even under our country’s current crop of leaders, things have not reached the point where you have half a dozen soup kitchens in every little town. A lot of towns don’t even have one. This may change, once our leaders finish turning every American municipality into Tijuana North; but for the time being, a lot of us don’t have to elbow our way through a phalanx of beggars every time we step out the front door. We haven’t been under the Democrat Party long enough for that.

Besides which, I’m pretty sure they don’t set up soup kitchens as a kind of cheap theme park for bored families. And I don’t think people who need to go there will be all that receptive to the idea of you and your family dropping in on a lark. (“ladees and gentlemen! Now, live, for your edification and amusement–poor people!”) Isn’t that just a wee bit patronizing?

This is what happens when human beings are raised like insects, in and out of one institutionalized setting after another.

Idiocy Triumphant

While our paper-clip-and-balsa-wood government in Iraq melts down, along with big chunks of the rest of the world, our nation’s glorious leaders continue to spout drivel about Global Warming/Climate change.

This morning a reader in British Columbia reported that his car window was iced up, there was frost on his lawn, his kid’s trampoline was full of hunks of ice, and the temperature was at the freezing point. But don’t let that turn you into a Climate Change Denier! Who are you going to believe–your honest-as-the-day-is-long government and its Scientific Experts, or a bunch of ice on your windshield?

Meanwhile, the dying Presbyterian Church USA, at its annual General Assembly in the dying city of Detroit, has voted to change the definition of marriage from “a man and a woman” to “two people.” This will hold until liberals want to start marrying their dogs. Apparently nobody there has ever read the Bible–or, if they have, they’ve decided it means the opposite of what it says.

Y’know, you apostate chuckleheads, if the Bible is not the word of God, then we don’t have God’s word at all. Or do you just listen for it when MSNBC comes on?

Who can keep up with all this idiocy? Our world is being run by wicked and immoral fools.

Hang in there, pilgrims–it’s gonna be a rough ride.

The Nuts Are Out There

I received two emails yesterday from kooks.

One warned me that “the corporations” are using chem-trails (*sigh*) to kill off all their customers. What sense does that make?

The second was a self-described “Illuminati Alert” which claimed that former President George H.W. Bush had performed human sacrifices somewhere in the wilds of Denver.

Oh! And this morning a friend tipped me off to a secret plot to launch a surprise nuclear attack on Russia, to punish them for backing off on using the American dollar as a universal standard of currency. Yeah, that’d fix ’em, all right. This news came from a blog I never heard of.

You’d think “corporations” with no more customers would have, shall we say, a discouraging future.

You’d think the puppet-masters who micro-manage the world would do a better job of keeping their secret human sacrifices out of the public eye.

And you’d think the Pentagon and the NSA could keep at least some of their military secrets from Joe Blow on the Internet.

I am reminded of a line from Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar: “You blocks! You stones! You worse than senseless things!”

I mean, really–our country is being bled to death by its own ruling class, the world is on fire, all of these things are happening right under our noses, in plain sight… and you’re worried about George Bush doing human sacrifices? In Denver? OK, I know Colorado has dramatically deteriorated since lefty nut-jobs began flocking to it from all the other states–but human sacrifice?

Meanwhile, I guess I’d better incorporate myself so I can be left alive when the corporations kill everybody else.

Where are the Children?

I know I’ve mentioned this before–but where are the children?

After several days of rain, the weekend weather here was gorgeous. As I went around the neighborhood on various errands, I didn’t see a single kid playing outside–not one. I know the absence of children is a daily feature of the local scene, these days, but I’ll never get used to it. It’s too much like a scene from a creepy science fiction movie.

Actually, I haven’t yet run into anyone who says this is a good thing–keeping kids indoors, never letting them out except to go to school or play a “sport” whose whole structure has been laid out by adults, who supervise every minute of it.

Is this childhood, or a variety of prison camp?

Why do teens seem to be drawn to dystopian visions like Divergent or The Hunger Games? “Overprotective parents,” theorizes one of my friends, a professor of psychology: their overprotectiveness makes children think the world is more dangerous than it really is.

When my wife was just a little girl, her parents, every summer, used to put her on the train–just Patty and her suitcase–to vacation with a nice woman who had a house at the shore. Can you imagine any parents doing that today? What do you suppose the odds would be of the child’s actually getting there?

I think we must agree that certain things have changed: but rather than actually doing anything to reduce the threats to children’s safety, we keep the kiddies under lock and key and don’t allow them to do things on their own.

My editor wonders if maybe today’s helicopter parents were yesterday’s latch-key kids, now overcompensating for the lack of contact they had with their own parents twenty years ago. She may have something there.

Whatever the case, it does seem to me that children who grow up under constant supervision, spoon-fed, with every hour of the day mapped out for them by adults, never really grow up at all, but remain in a state of perpetual dependence.

Which is just where Big Government wants them.

 

The Murder of a Soul

I don’t know if I can write this without losing my temper, but I’ll try.

Satan’s servants in Colorado, aka the Colorado “Civil Rights” Division, have ordered a Christian baker–and his employees, including his 87-year-old mother!–to undergo “sensitivity training” until they are pronounced “rehabilitated” from their belief that same-sex imitation marriage is a sin. For two years, they will be on parole, and required to report to the servants of Satan at regular intervals to prove their minds are right.

As is true of every country in this fallen world, there have been plenty of evil things done in America. But now, for the first time, we see tyranny and wickedness reaching out past the body and grabbing for the soul.

If they can re-arrange your conscience, and order your mind as they please, are you even you anymore?

For virtually the entire time the human race has been on earth, in virtually every nook and cranny of the inhabited globe, people have believed homosexuality to be unnatural and immoral. The teaching of the Bible is crystal clear–this behavior is a grave sin, hateful to God.

Now this view, not only handed down by God, but ancient and universal, has been declared wrong and hateful and punishable by persons for whom no language I can think of would be harsh enough. Now a Christian who owns a business, and peaceably lives among his fellows, can and will be persecuted unless he takes an active part in a grotesque parody of marriage that he is convinced is a mortal sin. The triumphant forces of Organized Sodomy, with the State as its strong-arm man, offer the Christian a choice: either you bow to us and disobey God and betray your own soul, or we will destroy your livelihood and make your life a hell on earth.

How long will we allow this to continue?

I am a free-lance writer. Will the day come when two sodomites demand that I write a piece celebrating their mock nuptials, and not only write it, but attend the sham wedding and read it aloud as part of the festivities? Why should a writer be any safer than a baker, or a photographer?

In advance, this is my answer.

NO. NO. NO.

A Human Sacrifice to… Slender Man?

While teachers’ unions, the ACLU, and the rest of the gang frantically labor to protect America’s children from Jesus and the Bible, a pair of 12-year-old girls in Wisconsin tried to stab a third girl to death–as a sacrifice to a fictional character called Slender Man. The Guardian provides the best coverage of the story ( http://www.theguardian.com/world/2014/jun/04/slender-man-online-character-wisconsin-stabbings ).

The victim clings to life, no thanks to her little friends, who did their best to kill her.

Slender Man is a kind of monster, created just for fun and entertainment. I was amazed to discover there is a whole Slender Man subculture out there. This thing was only invented a few years ago, and it’s already spawned at least one attempted murder.

Oh, well… as long as they’re protected from the Sermon on the Mount, who cares what else fills the vacuum?

About that contest–

I’d better put my own comments up here for the time being, so that I don’t accidentally win my own contest by posting the 2,000th comment.

A reader has suggested that I sign the book to be given as a prize. Can do.

Another has suggested I offer Bell Mountain instead of The Palace, because Bell Mountain is the first book in the series.

Sorry, no can do. I’m just about out of copies of this book, whereas my supply of The Palace has hardly been touched.

Anyhow, buying Bell Mountain won’t break anybody’s bank, the paperback is currently offered at half-price, and from time to time the Kindle version will be offered at no cost at all, by amazon.com. And it would be nice for me to earn a little money, don’t you think?