I just loved the opening theme of Death Valley Days–that haunting bugle solo. And there was something evocative in that distant view of the 20-mule team.
And then, of course, Rosemary DeCamp would come on with another ad for 20-Mule Team Borax, whatever that was, and the spell would be broken.
Death Valley Days first aired in 1952 and ran to 1970. In 1964-65 future President Ronald Reagan was the host (he quit to run for governor of California, which he eventually achieved).
I’m not so sure I want to see the future as he sees it.
This just in: Bill Gates, founder of Microsoft, has resigned as head honcho of Berkshire Hathaway (https://www.zerohedge.com/markets/bill-gates-resigns-microsoft-board). He will continue as Technology Advisor to the CEO of Microsoft.
He’s been throttling back on his day to day involvement in the business for the past few years, and says he has resigned in order to devote more time to his “philanthropic priorities.”
Now I’m really worried.
Priority One for every globalist billionaire is to set up a global government with themselves in charge of it. Sort of like the colossal golden image Nebuchadnezzar set up, long ago (see Daniel Chapter 3). Their ideas of philanthropy are not quite the same as ours. I mean, how many of these guys could just hand a hundred poor families brand-new houses, and not even count it as chump change? But they don’t.
Ronald Reagan said the scariest sentence you’ll ever hear is, “I’m from the government, and I’m here to help you.”
Beware the Greeks bearing gifts…
Rush Limbaugh yesterday said something that set my wheels spinning. Asked by a caller if “it’s time to panic,” Rush said no, not yet–and went on to say that the biggest factor in America’s sorry condition is “immorality” ( http://www.rushlimbaugh.com/daily/2016/08/17/is_it_time_to_panic_rush ).
Immorality, he said–and he’s right, you know–has become a ticket to fame and fortune in America (and throughout the Western world, I would add). Things that were considered wicked and disgusting quickly become mainstream, or even celebrated.
Rush said he thought this immorality would eventually implode upon itself, backfire on its sponsors (guess who they are), and destroy itself. I wanted to hear why he thought that would happen, but he only said, by way of an example, that Ronald Reagan firmly believed that no system as immoral as Soviet communism could survive for very long. Indeed, Reagan himself lived longer than the USSR.
Gay Pride parades, transgender bathrooms, “gender instruction” to little kids in kindergarten, Planned Parenthood killing babies and selling off the parts, in-your-face blasphemy–is it really possible that all this evil stuff might someday just collapse upon itself? That the people, like the Prodigal Son, will come back to their senses, by the grace of God, and reject and cast out the filthiness?
I don’t know.
But I do believe God intervenes in history; that He has raised up these wicked and ungodly, parasitic “leaders” to chastise us, His people, for being indifferent, cold, and ungrateful to Him, and in rebellion against His laws; and that the precise day and hour of the destruction of all this–shall we call it “state-sanctioned immoralism,” or merely the large-scale preaching that good is evil and evil is good?–He has already marked on His calendar.
If He didn’t intervene in history, really, I don’t think we’d be here anymore. We’re that sinful.
Some things never change! Democrats and their mania for raising taxes, just to name one.
Return with me to good old 1984. Walter Mondale, Jimmy Carter’s vice president, has just received the Democrat presidential nomination, and the crowd on the floor is gleefully celebrating.
First he said, “Mr. Reagan will raise taxes, and so will I. He won’t tell you. I just did.”
The crowd continued to whoop it up. And in an aside that was later to become, er, famous, Mondale remarked, “Look at ’em. We’re going to tax their ass off.” ( http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/news/781144/posts ).
That’s what never changes.
That’s why our national debt exceeds $18 trillion.
Will we ever, ever, ever learn?