G’day, everybody! Byron the Quokka here; and that’s me up there, singing, but I can’t tell you what carol I’m singing because that might skew the contest. (Note the bicycle in the background! I keep telling him, offer a bike as the prize, if you want people to play. But does he listen?)
Well, Monday we’re wrapping it up, our Second Annual Christmas Carol Contest. And the carol that got 44 views on Dec. 9 is still way out front in the lead. No, I can’t tell you what it was, or who posted it. Everybody here on Rottnest Island knows, but we’re not talking.
Things are mighty quiet around this blog today. I guess a lot of you are tuckered out from New Year’s. My family spent New Year’s Eve wearing party hats, blowing on noise-makers, and playing Clue. Poor Uncle Pottsy. He was Professor Plum and wound up having to accuse himself–and it turned out to be wrong. He felt like such a doo-dah.
Well, look, I’m supposed to get you folks excited about this contest, and can I help it if there’s only so much excitement to go around? Can’t be excited all the time!
The winner will be announced on Monday. Be there, or be square!
Well, here we are again, first day of another year. We’ve got rack of lamb for dinner; and, as is our custom, we’ll watch The Time Machine this afternoon, the 1960 movie starring Rod Taylor and Yvette Mimieux.
Don’t get me wrong: the theology of this movie is totally off-base. A 19th-century inventor creates a time machine and travels some 800,000 years into the future. There he finds the human race split into two separate but unequal offshoots. The hideous Morlocks provide the childlike Eloi with everything they need–can you say “Universal Basic Income”?–and then… eat them. Both races have been debased by the evil system they’ve devised. Sound familiar?
The thing that makes this movie work is the fantastic sets, and special effects, by George Pal, altogether believable. You have to take the story with a boxcar-load of grains of salt, but the sets are awesome. I used to dream of finding Morlock-holes in Edgar woods. I’m rather glad I didn’t.
Anyway, this is one of those movies that totally succeeds in providing 90 minutes’ worth of pure escape.
Just don’t take it seriously. The only thing serious about it is its errors. But we’re hip to those, so we enjoy it.
Democrats want their socialist, globalist, climate cult dictatorship and will do almost anything to get it: so 2020 is going to be a brutal year and we’d better be ready for it.
As we have abundantly and distressingly learned since 2016, there really is a Deep State, it does not believe that the American people ought to be allowed to choose the president, its interests diverge from the general good and guess which one they favor, and the only dirty trick they didn’t try in that election was assassination itself.
They manufactured phony “evidence,” paid for by the Clinton campaign, they used it to deceive a court and obtain a warrant to spy on the Trump campaign, bragged about a “coup” they intended to stage, harnessed the power of a monolithic and totally political nooze media, and have spent every day since Election Day of 2016 trying to overturn the results of that election. They haven’t stopped yet. They haven’t even paused.
They will destroy our republic, if that’s the only path they see to power. They don’t much like living in a republic anyway, unless it’s a soviet socialist republic.
It used to be just flashy rhetoric to liken Democrats to communists.