Yesterday’s blog seemed to trigger a few people. I have reports of howling in the woods and fists bludgeoning reason.
Just to clarify, self-deprecating humor is part of this blog. If you missed it, more’s the pity.
Oh, and for one reader – Why yes, that is an Arabic Bible on the header. You evidently missed the loaded .45 automatic on top of it. While this blog does come from a Christian world view, we also handle weapons on a regular basis. One of them is sarcasm. You can take, or leave, anything I say here as you see fit. But I don’t speak on behalf of all Christians. I’m pretty sure I only speak on my own behalf most of the time. And I wonder about that!
Now, on to current business. My friend Emilie Hendryx is not just a gifted photographer, but she’s also a writer and a blogger. She’s gathered together several of her friends, all of whom are professional writers (Yup, I finally got a paying gig. News in a day or two on that!) and we’re all contributing Christmas stories.
I have the honor of leading the parade today. I do hope that you’ll stop over at her blog, Thinking Thoughts, and read each story this month. Mine is a true one, and describes a modern miracle.
I hope you’ll click that link and go check it out. Share it on Facebook and/or your blog (the link to her blog, not any stolen content!) and help her grow her audience.
Be blessed, have a great day, and go read that blog!
At least that’s how it seems to me after reading my friends posts this weekend in the wake of the shootings in Colorado Springs. Being a deep thinker, I decided to address this one right away to avoid being late to the stupidity festival.
It’s become America’s number one industry: outrage butt-hurt. Every time someone is killed/not killed it is automatically a race issue. It is not just my black friends doing this, it’s some of the white ones as well.
“Notice how he didn’t get beaten/shot? Well, he’s not Syrian or Black, so there’s your answer.” That one is almost a direct quote – I spared them from a Google search.
My favorite, from this past week was, “Lookout people! Minneapolis Police flying Blackhawks today. Keep outta danger.” Uyh..er…but… Well, Blackhawks are not gunships. Mind you, flinging Molotov cocktails at the police might warrant a bit of targeting, but last I looked Blue Thunder isn’t quite here yet. If you doubt me, here’s the video link. In my house, flinging exploding bottles of liquid fire gets you shot. I think the Minneapolis Police Dept. is being remarkably restrained under the circumstances.
The point of this ramble is that either you, as an individual, wish for the police to use minimum force in every circumstance, or you want to see your enemies punished. It’s truly one or the other.
The police, like it or not, were not responsible for slavery. Nor were the currently sworn officers on the job responsible for the Watts riots, Selma, or anything whatsoever that happened before 1950. So why is it that a 27 year old cop is blamed for all of this history?
I did notice that a lot of people weren’t shot in the United States last year, most of them not shot by the police. The number grows every year at an almost fantastic rate. Strangely, more people are shot by other people in the black community than are shot by cops. Same in the white community. I fail to see how just shooting more white criminals will help in this statistical race, since the number of people not shot so exceeds the number shot as to make it almost statistically insignificant.
Perhaps a lottery? All of you with a grievance over a black person being shot by the police (whether or not they grabbed a gun, had a knife, tried beating the cop unconcious, etc., or it was just a murder by the officer) get to pick five white people you know personally. Once everyone who feels outraged has selected their vicitims, they will be rounded up in a large stadium and random people will be killed from the pool until no more black people are ever shot by the police. It worked for the Germans during WWII, why not here?
I suspect either you’re starting to get it, or you’re not reading any longer, merely sputtering and slamming your hand on the desk.
That’s what I want. I want everyone to be treated with appropriate levels of violence regardless of the crime, the race, etc. If you can get the cuffs on without a death that’s the way it should be. If the suspect resists, game is on! Regardless of color, if you fight the police you run the risk of dying. Goes for big bearded white guys as well. So far so good.
But let’s not see how outraged we can be over the police not killing suspects. Keep in mind that your favorite Boston Marathon bomber was not killed by the police. He rather so deserved that extra half a magazine in my opinion, but they got the little slime without killing him. Let’s not riot and loot and act crazy when the police arrest one of their own for murder or some other felony. It means they (the department) are doing their job and putting a bad guy in jail.
Let’s march, and sing, and link arms over dead children in Chicago who are gunned down every day. Averaging over 12 deaths a week in Chicago – a city with some of the toughest gun laws in the nation. But it is not in the media because it doesn’t fit the meme. Let’s all agree that cops who shoot people on the ground when they’re no longer a threat should be tried for murder. Let’s agree that shooting a fleeing misdemeanor suspect in the back is probably a homicide, but there may be exceptions.
Let’s try to follow the rule of law, protest peacefully, and not presume that it all boils down to race. It doesn’t. On either side. Let’s not get in each other’s faces and spit and hurl nastiness. Let’s at least pretend that we’re not a society no further advanced than the Hell’s Angels where you treat one member badly the whole gang stomps you.
Perchance we could all try to act like brothers and sisters? Crazy talk, yes I know. But I’m working on it. How about you?
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I realize that many of you have speculated on what my secret is. The secret of keeping myself out of custody in some institution, either criminal or mental. There is no secret: you’re all just as messed up as me, but I’m out in the open. Today’s blog is a good example of what allows me to function some days without the net coming down.
There is a thing (if you know of a better term, please put it in the comments) know as Bad Lip Reading. I first became aware of them about three years ago, having missed out on their genesis. (I won the Genesis contest in 2015 – have I ever mentioned that?)
The videos they (nobody seems to know if it’s a man or a woman – yes, I’m binary) put out are venomous at times, but always funny as can be. The video presented here is their version of the October democrat debate:
Some of their work has transcended every group and hit hard at the NFL. Good grief, I have laughed hard and long over some of the stuff they have done. This is the 2015 version, and well worth the time to watch it:
Perhaps my favorite is one that they did during the early days of The Walking Dead. Some of the characters have moved on, but the videos really take the starch out of the drama. It’s lovely:
Okay. You’ve wasted enough time watching this stuff. Get back to work, don’t let anyone see you goofing off, and go back to these later after your shift ends.
Or, just waste the whole day. Heck, I’m not your boss.
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I have a favor to ask of my readers: would you kindly share this blog with your friends, family, and colleagues? We hit a million views in 2014, and while the readership continues a nice growth trend, it could be a lot better. Just hit the Facebook like button, share it on your timeline, tweet the blog with a link, and tell that person at the next desk that there’s this lunatic who writes about all sorts of stuff that they might like.
I appreciate your help. When we hit 2,000,000 readers I will give away something cool to a drawing from the subscribers (that’s the box on the right toward the top) who have helped promote this mess. No used sheets, probably not honey, more likely gift cards. Be a part of it. I’ll update from time to time where we’re at in the count. Thanks.
Today’s blog will be fairly brief. I’m busy mourning the end of Western Civilization today. It seems that not only am I a racist (even though Islam is not a race) but a bigot. Ironic that that is a French word, no?
The key to this argument is that I’m neither. Bigotry is based on a lack of rational thought. Sorry, kids, but I actually studied this subject for a little while (33 years) before I wrote last Friday’s blog. You may not like what I say, but the truth sometimes stings.
Let me quickly lose the last of my reading audience with the statements that follow. I’ve noticed over the years that the more right (in every sense of that word) that I am, the more readers I lose for a time. But the total readership continues to grow. Abortion is a great topic on that score, but today’s might be even better. Let us begin.
Jesus’ parable about the good Samaritan does not apply here, nor does the part of the Gospel that talks about feeding the hungry, visiting prisoners, and clothing the naked. If, indeed, all of the people streaming out of the Middle East were true refugees, it would. But it’s an invasion of Islamists bent on spreading the Caliphate with a few straggling oppressed people thrown in for good publicity photos. If we’re getting some new neighbors, how about we start with the Yazidis, the Syrian and Iraqi Christians, Kurds, the Coptic Christians, and the Druze. Crazy talk, I know. Back to being a bigot. But if we’re letting in people with no vetting, that might be the place to start.
Vetting. Seriously, what has this administration gotten right about that area of the world in the last seven years? It is, for all practical purposes, impossible to vet anyone from Syria. Closed society, dictator, secret police, no papers, no cooperation, etc. Perchance we could set up camps for them Syria and protect the camps? Nice houses, not tents. Water. The whole deal. Then they can go back home when the whole thing is sorted out.
Oops. That one above is laughable. It will never end. But even worse, most of the “immigrant/refugee” types are economic refugees and invaders. Very few that would truly fit into the cultures where they are heading. Sorry, but until we have some vague idea of who they are, the house next door isn’t a great option. Unless you’d like to have them next to you? I’ll even spot you the towels and dishware if you let them move in with you. Deal?
Anne Frank was denied asylum and we all know how wrong that was. Okay. I’ll let that one pass the smell test. We should never have let the Nazis invade Holland. Agreed. We should have never let Hitler have his Sudetenland. Munich was a total flop. But her father asked for asylum after the invasion. Bad news, the Nazis were not letting anyone out without ransom.
The United States, by the by, wasn’t letting much of anyone from 1924 until 1965. So it wasn’t just Ann Frank. The point is, her family would have been a great addition to the United States. I’d say the same about any of the Syrian refugees who are genuinely being persecuted at home and want to come here and join Team U.S.A. My fear (back to bigotry) is that we aren’t going to be able to sort them out. How many terrorists is too many to let slip in with the rest?
I must be a hater because I fear for the culture and safety of my homeland. Okay.
This isn’t going to be settled on a blog. What I would like is for my fellow Americans, especially Christians, to think about what we’re doing before we do it. I give as my example the Mariel Boatlift of 1980. Most of the same arguments were made then, and for many of the same reasons. We’re still cleaning up from that fiasco. Is it too much to ask that we get to pick who comes to this country? I’m all in favor of refugees. Really. But let’s at least try to admit people to this country who aren’t planning on blowing up the Mall of America to celebrate their third month in the country.
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Friday was much like 9/11 for me: it was expected. France has been a seething cesspool of jihadist scum for years. Our media has blithely ignored the atrocities there, describing marauding bands of Arab youth as “urban youth.” Islamic types murder Jews, attack magazines, rape women, and get away with it because nobody wants to be branded as Islamophobic.
Today I’m coming fully out of the closet: I am an Islamophobic Francophile. Unrepentant. Joyous. If you have never dealt with American Sailors, and expect me to pray for the swine who blitzed Paris on Friday, you may not want to read the rest of this – I promise it will make you go blind and lose all faith in me as a Christian. (Maybe. But I was a sailor before I was born again and remember things about France from that perspective.)
The simple fact is, if you go easy on Islam, it’s like going easy on National Socialism – The Nazis. Yes, I lose, I mentioned Nazis. But aside from the fact that they built the autobahn, and made some great machine guns and rockets and … Gee, all of those are military accomplishments. Not a lot of social stuff aside from Leni Riefenstahl, and somehow a couple of brilliantly directed propaganda movies don’t tip that scale.
If you go easy on the Nazi party, you excuse euthanasia, concentration camps, mass murder, eugenics, invasions, and a host of other evils. There is a reason we’re not rooting for the accomplishments of Adolf Hitler these days. Yet the same people who don’t want to excuse any of the above crimes against humanity seem to be perfectly willing to excuse the same behavior in Islam.
“Sputter, snarf, babble – but it’s a religion! It’s the same as Christianity! The Germans were Christians!” Yeah. Spare me and go back to your history books. Islam is only a religion because we give them a tax deduction. The Nazi Party was not Christian. They tended to put clergy into the camps with the Jews. And the homosexuals. And the Gypsies. See a trend here?
“But,” the babbling masses say, “the Quran opposes violence. See, right here (cite passage out of context.)” Um, no. It doesn’t. It gets more violent the further into the book you go, unlike the Christian Bible. That book gets more peaceful and accepting of others as it goes along. Quoting the Quran out of context is like lifting quotes from the Old Testament without context – you can make it say anything.
My favorite argument is, “The Quran only gets more violent in the latter parts because Mohammed was getting old.” Gee, that doesn’t sound like a revelation from God to me. Sounds more like… Marvel Comics. Can’t have it both ways guys. Unless Stan Lee is now writing scripture. For goodness sake, you have issues with L. Ron Hubbard doing the same thing and nobody is calling Scientology the Religion of Peace.
The expression “Time to get off the pot.” should be applied here. Take pot any way you want. But turning a blind eye to Islam, and the forces pursuing a caliphate, just leads to getting hit in the back of the head. Our beloved leader is letting 10,000 refugees from Syria into this country this year. How about we hold off on that until we get all of our sick veterans treated at the V.A., find homes for the homeless, and make sure that we have drug treatment programs for all of our addicted before we invite the Caliphate to open a branch office in Des Moines? Because the news is emerging that at least one of the attackers in Paris was a “refugee.”
I’m going long today because it seems a glimmer of understanding is now reflecting off the darkness the media has walled off the crimes of Islam with in the past. People see the truth coming out in the bodies of dead concert goers. To be blunt, it’s not just a bunch of Jews getting stabbed (because hating Jews and loving Islam seem to go together) in Israel, or Beirut residents having a suicide bomb go off in their neighborhood. No, it’s hitting that Holy of Holies: France and it’s culture. Truly, they have nice things in their museums, but if that’s what it takes to wake you up I’ll buy it.
The apologists are already blaming Bush for this attack and the creation of ISIS. Less than 24 hours for that to pop. It was radicals – read true believers in my book. They were oppressed – for about a month in one case, because he just got off the boat from Syria in October.
You see, evil is evil. If you excuse it, you let it win. Name the top five things Islam has done for humanity in the past 300 years. I’ll be out back barbecuing a rack of ribs while you search in vain. I like pork. That and the contents of this blog today mark me for death in most Islamic countries. Remember that when you politely stay quiet as your jackass friends defend Islam and “a few bad apples.” Have the courage to disagree. I’m putting out here with my face and name on the blog. Grow some and stand up for Western Civilization.
My only hope is that there are as many lazy Muslims around as God can manage. Because the guy that you get your falafel from isn’t the problem: he’s assimilated. It’s the horde streaming out of the western part of Asia that is the problem. Muslims that are Americans first, are not the problem. I am not advocating genocide. But I am saying it’s time to take a stand.
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Let’s see why:
France: Croissants.
Islam: Slavery is OK.
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France: Cointreau.
Islam: Sanctioned rape.
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France: Oldest ally.
Islam: Trying to kill everyone else since Muhammad.
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France: Mirage Jets.
Islam: Camels.
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France: A relatively decent amount of personal freedom.
Islam: Death to those who offend the profit. (yeah, I think there may be a spelling issue there….)
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France: Wine (don’t drink the stuff, but I’m told it’s pretty good.)
Islam: Death to users of alcohol.
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France: Bombing the snot out of their enemies within 48 hours of a murderous terrorist attack.
Islam: Murderous terrorist attacks.
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France: Topless beaches on the Mediterranean coast. (And that ends the picture tour. There are some standards around here.)
Islam: Burkas.
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France: Submarine bars (I kind of miss Toulon some days.)
Islam: Pedophile retreats.
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France: The place my people come from originally.
Islam: The place that never grew past the seventh century.
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I see France has gone 10 for 10.
I’ve never made a secret of my contempt for the French proclivity to snivel. But this past weekend they grew some serious clangers. I admire the fact that their head of state came out and said they were at war. Ours? I think he was a bit miffed that the French police tried to kill the attackers and deny them a chance to immigrate to the United States.
Wake up, America. Islam has been on track to destroy us since Jefferson. They continue, today, to try and destroy the entire world that is not Islam. That’s a part of the creed.
Many of my religious friends are praying for peace. Not me. I’m praying for vengeance so brutal that nobody will head out of their cave for at least a decade. I’m praying for the survival of every French military and intelligence member that engages the forces of Islam. I’m not praying for my enemies.
I guess that makes me a bad Christian. Tell you what I’m going to do: I’m going to let God sort it out. I believe in Him, not Allah. I think on the final day, the raping, enslaving, suicide bombing, pedophile dirtbags that we’re fighting will all get the nod to the left and I’ll get the nod to the right. I’ll risk it.
Vive La France!
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