‘The Worst Poet Ever?’ (2016)

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Can bad art survive by its badness?

Well, William Topaz McGonagall’s has.

The Worst Poet Ever?

He was immovably convinced that he was Scotland’s greatest living poet, and one of the greatest of all time. He expected Queen Victoria to make him Poet Laureate. He actually turned up at the palace once to talk it over with her. The guards said she wasn’t in.

Oh, the power of delusion! It’s what makes Elizabeth Warren presidential timber, Greta Thunberg an eco-messiah, and Bruce Jenner a “woman.” As opposed to these, Mr. McGonagall’s delusion harmed no one at all.

Lies Told by Ninnies

Liars don't always fidget or avoid eye contact, so are there other ways to spot lies? - ABC Everyday

It used to be the whole point of telling a lie was to gain some advantage by getting someone to believe something that wasn’t true.

But now it’s just lies for the sake of lying.

A “teacher” entered my chess forum the other day to claim,”Critical Race Theory is not taught in public schools.” What hope did he have that I’d believe him? What hope did he have that anyone would believe him?

Up until a few months ago, “educators” all over America were bragging about their “anti-racist” (all white people are evil) teaching, and listing Critical Race Theory as “a great resource” on their school districts’ official websites. Sometimes they would give CRT another name–“Equity Education,” for instance–but forget to take CRT off the website. Duh. (Do you really want your kids “taught” by people that stupid?)

They even lie to themselves. Think of Democrats (the odious Elizabeth “Pocahontas” Warren springs to mind) waving their fists in the air and asserting that virtually everyone in America wants there to be no restrictions on abortion, none at all. Who believes that?

“There was nothing crooked about that last election!”

It’s getting so lying is the No. 1 means of communication.

‘Jurassic World’: a Comment

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I watch Jurassic Park movies because I love to see dinosaurs. I also appreciate them as a form of escape: cooling my brain down for a bit.

So we watched Jurassic World today, and grooved on the special effects. Even if their Mosasaur is as big as the Chrysler Building, it’s still way cool.

But the thing is, these movies have something important to say. And that is… At some level, we modern people know we’re whistling Dixie, playing with dynamite, and totally full of self-delusion, thinking we’re in control, we’ve got it covered–and then the dinosaurs get loose. These movies, and others like them, would not be made if we did not know that.

And yet we act as if we know nothing at all. We keep on playing with fire. Ooh-ooh, genetic modification! Ooh-ooh, brain implants! And so on–no end to the folly. Professing ourselves to be wise, we become fools (Romans 1).

We do keep God busy, don’t we? Busy diverting us from self-annihilation.