‘Snow White and… Who?’

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I’m trying hard to keep nooze off this blog today, although it does seem to be costing me readership. Haven’t clicked on to a single news site this morning.

This afternoon we’re going to watch a movie. Patty has selected one for us. It sounds like it might be something along the lines of Snow White Meets Jurassic Park–and probably you don’t want to be in it if you’re one of the Seven Dwarfs. Sam Neill is in it, though. He attracts dinosaurs.

The picture above indicates that the Dwarfs take shelter in a big plastic box full of cotton, and hide there until the Velociraptors are gone. I’ll bet Snow White winds up taming them! Anyway, I’m always up for dinosaurs. I hope they have a Dryptosaurus.

If you as a reader strongly object to my backing off the nooze on weekends, I guess you’d better let me know. It was Byron the Quokka’s idea, by the way. For once I’ve listened to him.

What We’re Gonna Do This Afternoon

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Time for some fun! We had to buy it, they weren’t offering rentals–but gee wiz, we’ve worked hard! We deserve a treat.

We’re going to watch Jurassic World: Dominion. We love all the Jurassic Park movies. We are told there are giant locusts in it. I love giant locusts! What movie would not be even better with giant locusts in it? Would’ve pepped up The Third Man a bit. I might’ve watched The Sound of Music if it had had giant locusts in it.

I read two reviews. The guy who hated this movie really hated it. He is probably a jurassophobe. (Colleges, take note: here’s a whole new Bad Person category for you.) The woman who liked it really liked it.

I suppose we could watch some Great Work Of Cinematic Art, intended to impart to us a respectably gloomy view of life. But we’ve got the nooze for that, don’t we? There is a Giganotosaurus in Dominion. We wish a few would show up at the World Economic Forum. They need a Triceratops scattering their chairs to Kingdom Come.

Tune in tomorrow to see how we liked the movie.


Some of My Favorite Films

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Our friend Mike has asked me to name the movies that I really like. Fair enough–although I have so many favorites, I couldn’t possibly name them all. So I’ll just trot out a few that would always be on the list regardless.

Scrooge. This is the 1951 “Christmas Carol” starring Alistair Sim. We make sure to watch it every Christmas. Nothing beats Alistair Sim’s performance.

Gunga Din. You’re only young once, but you can be immature forever. We might call this movie a celebration of male silliness–only it’s so much fun! I don’t know whether to call this “ham acting” or histrionic brilliance. Either way it works for me.

Jurassic Park. I can’t help it, I’m a lifelong dinosaur freak. But what I love even more about this movie is the way it totally shreds the whole idea that Science Is Always Right And We’re In Control And What Could Possibly Go Wrong!

Never Let Go. (1960) Peter Sellers takes a break from comedy to be a villain–and turns in a great performance. Richard Todd is the poor underdog who has to go up against a ruthless criminal. No kidding, it’s up there with The Iliad.

Treasure Island. The 1934 version, with Wallace Beery and Jackie Cooper and a fantastic supporting cast. Another one of my absolutely all-time favorites–starting with the titles (“Sixteen men on a dead man’s chest, yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum”)! If this movie can’t crank you over, better see if you can still fog a mirror.

Jason and the Argonauts. Glorious musical score by Bernard Herrmann, and some of the best-ever special effects by Ray Harryhausen. See the colossal statue of Talos come to life! Fight off an platoon of animated skeletons! It just doesn’t get better than this.

The Uninvited. Understated film in black and white, widely regarded as one of the best ghost stories ever filmed. Starring Ray Milland and Cornelia Otis Skinner. No sex, no gore, no cussin’, no computer-generated razzle-dazzle… but really, truly creepy! Its reputation is well-earned.

That’s seven of my favorites. I could do this all day, but can’t spare the time.

Yo! out there! I’d very much enjoy seeing your list of favorites.

Back to Jurassic Park!

So there’s a new Jurassic Park movie coming out, I’ve seen the trailer–and I’m hooked! But really the hook was set in 1993 (good grief, 30 years ago!) with the first Jurassic Park–which we’re going to watch again this afternoon.
I have just blown 20 minutes trying to turn my computer back on–which is one of the lessons Michael Crichton tried to teach when he wrote Jurassic Park. All those high-tech safety and security systems aren’t worth a damn when they rely on human beings never to forget anything, never to click the wrong key, never to try something cute. God made us fallible. Did He ever make us fallible! You’d think that would breed humility. But then Jurassic Park is about hubris, not humility. Homer would’ve understood it instantly.

How wonderful would it be to see a dinosaur? I’ve been fascinated by dinosaurs since I first learned how to read. Of all God’s creations, these speak most powerfully to me. Imagine the size and strength! Try–in vain, probably–to imagine what it must have been like to be a dinosaur.

I know, I know. I’m old enough now to forget dinosaurs and just watch movies about failing relationships and sinks full of dirty dishes.

Not a chance, kimosabe! Not a chance.

‘The Illusion of Control’ (2019)

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In Jurassic Park, the dinosaurs get loose and kill people. The reason they’re able to do this is because the park’s creators are 100% convinced they’re in control, nothing can ever happen to upset their plans.

They’re wrong. Horribly wrong.

The Illusion of Control

The chief danger of this age, worse than any T. rex, is globalist fat-heads who want to be as gods, controlling everything. They actually think they can do it–that’s what makes them dangerous. The World Economic Forum is one of Satan’s masterpieces.

Michael Crichton, educated in science and on a first-name basis with many scientists in many fields of study, made a career of warning us all about the limits of science–and what can happen when we go beyond those limits.

No one believed him.

Do we really have to wait for these WEF jidrools to drop a major catastrophe on us before we get wise to them?

‘Trump Kids Ripped for Shooting Dinosaurs’ (2018)

People think Steven Spielberg killed a Triceratops

The original image, with Steven Spielberg. Not real, scholars. Honest.

You hear so much bilge about “our democracy” these days, and how EVERYBODY should be voting.

But I’d rather people didn’t vote, if they thought you could go around shooting dinosaurs.

Trump Kids Ripped for Shooting Dinosaurs

Oh, that public education! Can’t even teach that dinosaurs aren’t with us anymore. What do you want to be that every single ignoramus in this Mark Dice video has a college degree.

In what, don’t ask.


‘We’re Living in Jurassic Park’ (2015)

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In the original Jurassic Park, the slimy lawyer tries to hide in the john but the T. rex gets him anyway. More than a few people cheered that scene.

But as a metaphor, the movie works even better: more and more dinosaurs are getting lose and raising cain with our own Jurassic Park.

We’re Living in Jurassic Park

Yeah, yeah–Settled Science and Real Smart Politics were going to make it all so wonderful. But now the T. rex is out, eating people and wrecking stuff. We prefer to call it a virus. But really, it’s not the only hungry dinosaur on the loose. Our whole globalist project has melted into chaos.

As it was bound to.

As Bayard Rustin once said, “There sure are a lot of stupid smart people.”

Jurassic Cats

According to an unreliable source, this was the original Jurassic Park, before they put all those silly dinosaurs in it. They had to change it because focus-group audiences found the giant cats  too scary.

It is said that Roy Chapman Andrews’ 1922 Central Asia Expedition, for the American Museum of Natural History, actually found colossal fossils of gigantic cats from the age of the dinosaurs, hundreds of them littering the barren Gobi Desert–wait a minute. Did I just say “littering”?

I wonder why I said that.

The Illusion of Control

I’ve been thinking about this for days. Maybe it’ll grow into a Newswithviews column. Maybe your comments will inspire me. Pitch in, everybody.

When Jeff Goldblum as Ian Malcolm in Jurassic Park says “Boy, do I hate being right all the time,” he’s talking about his repeated warnings that the dinosaur park is going to fail spectacularly–and of course he’s right. Everything goes wrong.

And of course the park’s creators are totally flabbergasted because they were 100% sure they had everything, and I do mean everything, totally under control. In fact they had nothing under control.

As Christians we’re expected to know that God is in control of His creation. We’re lucky if we can control ourselves for five minutes, never mind managing the world.

But the delusion of this age is the illusion of control, the old con game Satan ran on Eve, “Ye shall be as gods.” In fact, think the fat-heads who believe this, they’d better be as gods because the real God does not exist, it’s all up to them to keep the planet spinning, etc. All up to them! And these are people who’d be hard-put to organize a game of hopscotch.

Rather than suffer the shock of coming to grips with their limitations, control freaks just think bigger and bigger. A lousy dinosaur park? Peanuts! They’re after global government. They aspire to micro-manage the climate. They’ll do all those things God should’ve done, but couldn’t–end war, end poverty, no more disease, everybody equal, free college education, blah-blah.

If that doesn’t scare you, what will?

UK Says ‘Yes’ to Designer Babies

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“Maybe we used too much frog DNA…”

The Nuffield Council on Bioethics has said it’s okay for scientists to proceed with work on “genome editing” of human babies, to produce what we might call “designer babies” or “GMO babies” (https://www.theguardian.com/science/2018/jul/17/genetically-modified-babies-given-go-ahead-by-uk-ethics-body). Or even “Franken-babies.”

Get this: Go ahead, said the council, “if it was in the future child’s interest and did not add to the kinds of inequality that already divide society.”

What? What are they talking about? Are these people quite all there? Like, it’s okay to genetically mess around with a baby as long as it doesn’t make him “better” than others, in some way, any way? Well, if it doesn’t, then why the devil do it? Or maybe for every “improvement” the genetic editors make, they’d have to “dis-improve” the baby somewhere else. “We’re going to make your baby very intelligent, Mrs. Windsor, but we don’t want to leave others feeling that they’re not equal to him–so we’re also going to make him frightfully ugly.”

Really, you wonder about the kind of people we have sitting around up there, making decisions for us. What loony bin did they escape from?

Hello? Hello? Didn’t any of these doofuses ever see Jurassic Park? Messing about with genetics leads to results that are inherently unpredictable. And the dinosaurs get loose and eat you.