The Authorities Have Been Contacted!

Months ago, as I was working on improving my photos, I had a weird cyberstalking incident. I wrote about it here. I joined a photography website, and I got all sorts of helpful comments. Then one day, I disagreed politely with another member, and he started insulting me. Then, without warning, he claimed he had found my blog, and he told everyone else I was a dangerous nut or some such. I don’t recall, exactly.

I had created a Flickr account, because the forum did not allow direct photo posting, and I had used it to post a few shots of my baby son, the most photogenic person alive. Before doing this, I had thought, “Should I really let Internet whack jobs see him?”, but then I decided I was being paranoid, so I went ahead.

I realized the kook who insulted me had probably used my son’s baby photos to find my blog, so I deleted my Flickr account because I no longer needed it, and I did what I could to make it more difficult for other kooks to find me using my son. I couldn’t do a perfect job, but something seemed better than nothing.

I quit using the forum, and that’s sad, because I got a lot of good input there, and it was fun to have the online company of friendly people with a shared interest.

Today I went to my blog, and in the trash filter, I found this comment, from, and I apologize for this, Yourawanker@wanker.com, at IP 109.156.63.128:

Actually was me. Your photos are sh*t. Actually they are worse than sh*t.

This website is a complete abortion.

I have contacted your local authorities and reported your website as a hate crime and have also explained that I have concerns for both your wife and your kids safety as you are completely unhinged.

It was posted a week ago. He’s still on the case. The asterisks are mine.

Of course, no one has reported anyone to anyone. If this interesting person could find out who the local authorities were, and if he reported me to them, they would probably take me out for barbecue.

On the other hand, I would not be surprised at all if I have written things that are now arrestable in England, where you can be put in cuffs for praying in public as long as you’re not a Muslim. Maybe he thinks we have laws like that. Not yet.

Not in most places, anyway.

So I have a new fan. Like the liberals who have watched Fox News and listened to Rush Limbaugh far more faithfully than conservatives, this guy or trans guy or whatever is hanging on, continuing to obsess on someone who moved on from a trivial disagreement and minor stalking incident a long time ago.

I don’t know who or what he is, because he hides his identity, including even his online pseudo-identity. I wasn’t able to find a single photo he had posted anywhere, so he says abusive things about other people and their work while hiding himself and his efforts. Other people on the forum said he was very good at his work. I couldn’t say.

I checked the IP, and it comes from a place called Drakewalls in the UK. I don’t understand English place names, and I don’t plan to learn about them now, but it looks like this is in a place called Cornwall, near a town called Gunnislake. I think Cornwall is in Wales, which is a strange place to me because the Welsh claim they have their own country, yet Wales appears to have been completely digested by England.

Out of curiosity, I looked to see if there were any professional photographers in Gunnislake, but the only guy I found does very amateurish work, so I assume he is not my friend the critic.

Maybe he’s not a professional photographer. I guess a person who will not post his photos online under his name or his company’s name is not going to make much money, so that points to a hobbyist.

I was thinking about him today in connection with another vitriolic crank I saw recently. The site Citizen Free Press linked to a video of a woman claiming to be a Michigan nurse. She is of mixed race. She was sitting in her car, screaming and cursing about another person. At the end, she said she was going to go cut his throat, and she showed the knife she planned to use. The consensus is that she was talking about Donald Trump.

What?

Web sources claim her name is Rhonda and that she works for the University of Michigan, caring for the elderly. Not those who dance to YMCA and recently got a glowing checkup from the White House physician, I hope.

I don’t know for sure that she was referring to Trump or that her name is Rhonda.

The commonality here is demonic rage. Overwhelmingly, it is found on the left, in people like the soon-to-be fired (probably) nurse. Increasingly, the right is catching up. The eccentric who stalked me issued a whole bunch of pro-Trump comments on the photo forum. Then, of course, there are Candace Owens, Nick Fuentes, and their deranged followers.

What are people like this really angry about? Photography? Donald Trump? The imaginary Jewish conspiracy? It’s none of that. Here’s what is really happening:

Revelation 12:12: Therefore rejoice, ye heavens, and ye that dwell in them. Woe to the inhabiters of the earth and of the sea! for the devil is come down unto you, having great wrath, because he knoweth that he hath but a short time.

And when the dragon saw that he was cast unto the earth, he persecuted the woman which brought forth the man child.

The woman is not Mary. She is Israel and the church. Everyone who belongs to Yeshua. The apocalypse is happening right now, Satan knows he is about to be crammed into a dark hole for a millennium, where no one can admire or serve him, where he will burn in great pain, and where his only pleasure–sadism–will be taken away from him. He knows this, and the spirits who serve him know it, so they are provoking loonies all over the world, trying to get them to abuse and kill people God cares about, while there is still time.

These spirits are like the Nazis, who served them. When Germany and Austria were crushed and defeated, and their troops were running back to the homeland in failure and fear, they murdered captives before they left. In one case, they filled a building with people and set them on fire, which was not in their own best interest. Losers should know better than to commit war crimes on the way out.

I’m not a particularly good person, but I definitely belong to Yeshua, and the spirits know it. This explains the bulk of the unjustified, oddly-venomous, bad treatment I have experienced during my life. A lot of people are in my position. All Jews, for example.

You don’t stalk a person for months (or at all) for thinking your off-topic photography tips are wrong and saying so politely. You don’t tell the world you’re going to cut the president’s throat. You don’t commit mass shootings because you think someone in the crowd might believe a person with a Y chromosome is a man. Not without help. You need demons in order to feel that kind of irrational fury and be willing to act on it.

October 7 required the assistance of demons.

Maybe it sounds extreme, comparing myself to shooting victims and Jewish martyrs, but I’m not claiming the degree of persecution is the same; just that the source is the same.

I have a lot of protection. My wife and I have very good prayer lives, I live in a place where even the road leading to my home is private property, my sheriff supports good people, I am well-armed, I have surveillance, and my neighbors have machine guns. I don’t think a keyboard zany from Wales is going to fly over here, locate me, attack me and my family, and thereby put himself in grave danger. Other people Satan is targeting are not as blessed as we are, though.

The thing that hurts me is knowing people like me will never be anything but outcasts during this age. I hate knowing the vast majority of human beings can’t be saved and made part of God’s family.

It would be great to have more opportunities for friendship and bonding with coworkers. Can’t happen. If I meet a great Muslim guy, I can’t start inviting his family over for barbecue. If I write a book, I can’t network with other people in the publishing industry to get it to sell. I can’t share the experience of watching popular TV shows and movies with other people any more. I feel like I’m waving in people in a friendly manner while standing behind a chest-high wall.

I make friends easily. I like associating with people. Those traits are mostly wasted now.

I want to help people. I want to tell them the things God has shown me so they can be as blessed as, and preferably more blessed than, I am. I want to see their problems go away. I want them to be assured of a wonderful future. But like Lazarus, I am separated by a vast gulf I can’t cross. My friendly relationships with most people have to be superficial and casual.

If you belong to God, learn this lesson: be good to people who aren’t chosen, but don’t get too close. Don’t make new best friends who aren’t in God’s family, because they will be gone from your life forever, very soon. Don’t missionary-date. Don’t try to become part of social networks in order to make money. Understand that you are holy, and “holy” implies “separated.”

Hope this helps you avoid wasting time and emotional involvement.

America’s Latest Terrorists May Defy Categorization

It’s hard to figure out what is happening regarding the nation’s response to the tragedy in San Diego. Several Muslims were killed at a mosque by a couple of deranged kids in their teens, and the cops are claiming there is evidence it was related to pro-white racism. The killers showed up in a BMW (dog whistle?), and they had a gas can with an SS sticker on it.

Not sure why anyone would associate the SS with responsible motoring, but kids have always loved stickers.

People don’t seem all that upset. Why? Is it because Americans are fed up with living at the point of Muslim guns every day, always waiting for the next act of Islamist terror?

Islam is the only major religion that actively promotes the murder of outsiders, calling it a means of obtaining eternity in a gross, trashy version of heaven in which men get to cavort, drunk, with pretty boys and virgin girls. It also tells adherents that jihadis who die trying to murder outsiders can then intercede for 70 of their family members. The world is full of Muslim moms who love it when their sons commit atrocities against Jews and Christians, because they hope to make it to paradise based on their sons’ actions.

Islam is the main reason it takes 45 minutes to get to an airline gate on a good day. I remember when it took 5. And it is telling that news stories about the shooting say the Muslims used the mosque to worship “peacefully.”

When was the last time you saw a story about a church shooting that said the intended victims were worshiping “peacefully”? You don’t have to say that about Christians and Jews. It’s assumed. In the case of Muslims, journalists think it merits special mention. Wonder why that is.

People can’t help having negative feelings about a religion like that. On the other hand, everyone should be very upset when nuts attack innocent civilians, including children, with guns. Three people who did nothing wrong are dead.

Leftists are convinced that Christianity and Judaism cause all the world’s problems, and somehow they have developed such a high cognitive dissonance tolerance they can march in favor of Islamist terrorists while proudly invoking their own homosexual credentials. Christianity and Judaism don’t advocate killing unbelievers, however. Christians and Jews don’t get rewards for killing Muslims, for example. People should think about this difference.

Am I wrong to think the press is less attentive than it should be? It seems like the major news sites are pretty quiet.

I’m wondering about another possible reason. While the killers are accused of pro-white racism, which should move the press to go after them, they also appear to belong to groups the press loves. One was a non-white Hispanic, and the other was a white who looked extremely transy.

There has been a steady, bizarre flow of sexually-aberrant mass killers in recent years. Maybe journalists threw up their hands when they saw photos of mosque shooter Cain Clark. He looked very effeminate. In one now-famous photo, he has the kind of cornrows you would expect a female MMA competitor to have. At first glance, I wondered if he was a girl claiming to be a boy.

The other killer, Caleb Velazquez, appears to have been a typical Californian of Mexican descent. Black eyes, dark hair…not exactly material for a Hitlerjugend poster.

I can’t help wondering if these two were a couple. Velasquez looked reasonably butch, but Cain was not only feminine-looking but suspiciously free of body hair, as though he had been shaving.

In any case, they don’t seem like easy grist for the woke media mill. In the eyes of the left, sexual deviants can never do wrong, and a Hispanic white supremacist is a hard pill to swallow.

Maybe it’s just me, but it seems like the press has a history of undercovering brutal crimes committed by people it can’t stuff into the usual tendentious pigeonholes.

“Mosque shot up by Latino white supremacist and Nazi-loving trans paramour.” It doesn’t work.

At least one person has embarrassed himself by blaming the shooting on Jews. Yes, it’s those white-supremacist Nazi Jews again. That well-known, multitudinous, notorious group. A Muslim heckler blamed San Diego’s mayor for supporting Zionism. I’m not making it up.

Muslims and Nazis have historically been allies. Neither group gets along well with Zionists or Jews. This should be obvious. The government of Israel is pretty slick, but they can’t get kids who put SS stickers on their belongings to attack Muslims.

It just goes to show there is nothing you can’t blame on Jews if you really try.

Where would you even get an SS sticker? Are people printing them at home? Surely no one is selling them.

Of course they’re selling them. Sorry for being naive. I just checked.

Here’s a question: what are the odds a high school kid could order SS stickers and put one on a gas can in his mother’s trunk without being caught? Does that seem likely? People usually know what’s in their car trunks. You would think a parent would know what her son buys on the Internet, but maybe that’s too much to expect.

My guess: the murderers were an item, so the story will go away pretty quickly. Also, everyone who speculates that they were an item will be excoriated online, even after they turn out to be right. If they do.

We are Now Crazier Than the Nazis

More revelation today.

It’s funny how revelation usually turns out to be obvious. God tells me things I should have been able to figure out on my own. Sometimes he tells me things I already knew, but somehow receiving these things by revelation makes them part of me in a much stronger way.

Think of your childhood. When you learned things on your own or from people with little authority, they had a certain amount of weight, but when your father sat you down and told you things, they sank in and took root.

I guess this is why you should never tell you’re kids they’re stupid or that they’re going to be failures.

The reason I can’t see the obvious isn’t stupidity or ignorance. It’s blindness. We are born blind to obvious facts.

Joy Reid is a child of the devil, like most people. She has never had an original thought. She is a skin puppet who parrots whatever Satan says to her and her fellow leftists. She is not very intelligent, and she is not well-informed. She was a DEI hire at a DEI network until they had to fire her because no one was watching her or her channel.

At Reid’s peak, MSNBC somehow thought she was worth $3 million per year, to do a job uninformed leftist barflies in dive bars and stoned leftist bums in tent cities do for nothing every day.

Reid is now pushing the theory that last weekend’s assassination attempt was a hoax staged by Donald Trump.

A man who was smart enough to get B’s at Caltech, and who was not known to be so mentally ill he could not function, decided to get himself some firearms and risk his life in order to pretend to try to kill Trump and other Republicans. He also threatened to shoot anyone who got in the way, even if they were people he considered allies. Reid thinks Donald Trump put him up to this genius plan.

In exchange for what? What could Trump offer you to make you rush armed government agents and give up your liberty at the very least and probably your life?

It’s an obvious question, and the obvious answer is that there is no compensation you can give a person to get him to throw his life away. He has to have his own reasons.

She also thinks other assassination attempts were GOP operations. As if the GOP needs to persuade leftists to be violent and crazy. As if they need us to motivate them.

There is no leftist fantasy Reid will not embrace. There is no way to embarrass her over her dishonesty and derangement. She will never listen to obvious facts.

God used this story to reinforce knowledge I already had: the world is now full of people who, by choice, are beyond hope. They are damned, and they will stay that way, not because no one has shown them the truth, but because they love their fantasies so much, they are willing to do nearly anything to shore up their delusions, including committing atrocities against those who try to rescue them with facts.

Leftists laugh when people compare Donald Trump to Yeshua, but God showed me that the comparison is correct, not because Trump is a good or holy person, but because in the eyes of those who hate the truth, there is nothing he can say or do that will be received with the proper praise, respect, or cooperation. Like Yeshua, he is persecuted and subjected to murder attempts regardless of what he does.

I have always joked that if Trump came up with a universal cure for cancer, leftists would treat it like a crime against humanity. They would dress up in tumor suits and protest for tumor rights. This is not far from the truth.

Look at Iran. The Iranian government beats and rapes women for showing their hair. It just slaughtered thousands of citizens simply for protesting. It gang-rapes female protestors, prior to their executions, because Islamist nuts believe this will keep them out of Muslim heaven. It fires missiles into other nations that have not wronged it (even those Muslim countries leftists seem to think are utopias). It is the world’s leading sponsor of terror. But leftists are out there on X and TikTok rooting for Iran, and our own journalists and government officials are calling for an end to what they call an illegal war.

To the left, everything Trump does and says is evil. Not just evil, but so evil, assassination and violent revolution are not merely justified, but necessary. They think he and all other conservatives are so bad, it is immoral to refrain from harming us.

They’re like Hamas, whose members glory in burning Jewish babies, raping Jewish women and men while mutilating them, and parading around Gaza (before cheering majority crowds) with the dead bodies of those they kill. Leftists see themselves as victims, and they believe everything they do to the rest of us is, if anything, far too lenient.

Imagine yourself in the back of a van, hogtied, on your way to Mexico to be sold. Somehow you get a hand free. Right next to you is a gun. No, let’s say it’s a new weapon that shoots pure sulfuric acid. Would you reach for it and spray it in the eyes and face of the driver, blinding him permanently, dissolving his features, and sending him into spasms of indescribable agony? Of course you would, because in a situation like that, any kind of violence is justified.

This is how leftists see themselves. I don’t mean leftist kidnapping victims on their way to be sold as sex slaves, not political prisoners, and not women who are raped by hijab police. I mean wealthy doctors, spoiled college students, business tycoons, rich journalists, billionaire and near-billionaire celebrities, and other seemingly pampered residents of the richest nation on Earth.

People who convince themselves they are victims can commit vile atrocities with great zeal and no regret. This is why Satan’s skin puppets constantly tell each other they are victims. He wants maximum cruelty, maximum effort, and no restraint. They agree with him. They are looking for excuses to commit acts of bald sadism.

America is full of people who are unhappy and want someone to punish. They don’t want to hear the truth, which is that God is waiting for them to submit so he can fix their lives. They don’t want to give up sexual sin, drugs, pride, and all their other vices, so they will never listen to the truth. They’re going to stay unhappy and find innocent people to blame and torment. It’s going to get worse, not better.

If you can believe a Caltech grad would trade his life for a chance to fake an attack on conservatives, there is no possibility you will ever start believing the truth about yourself or God, because you can’t learn anything. You are too far gone; too determined to be gullible in the wrong direction.

You will never believe Yeshua is God and that he will help you. You will never consider the possibility that the propaganda and the rodent morals you picked up from TikTok and Facebook are harming you. How can all those likes be wrong?

I keep harping on this: we do not believe what we know to be true. We believe what we want to be true. Doesn’t matter how smart we are or how much we know. It’s a simple fact of human nature. There is no limit to the absurdity of the things we can doggedly insist on believing. You can believe a man with a beard and a penis is a woman. You can believe you’re really a cat. Anything.

Yeshua told a true story of a rich man who was in sheol, burning because he had been an evil person. The man asked Abraham to send the dead beggar Lazarus to tell the man’s brothers about hell. Abraham told him that if they didn’t believe Moses and the prophets, they wouldn’t believe one who returned from the dead.

This is literally true. Yeshua brought another man named Lazarus back from the dead after he had been deceased long enough to rot, and what did the powerful religious Jews of the time do? They conspired to murder Lazarus.

We have contemporaries who have died temporarily and come back to tell us about God, hell, and heaven, and almost no one believes them. Yeshua was right.

We tell ourselves that if God did enough obvious miracles, we would believe and obey him, but it isn’t true. God did astonishing miracles for the Jews in the desert under Moses, and as soon as Moses turned his back, they stripped naked and started worshiping a golden calf. They didn’t believe God would help them, but they thought an expensive statue would.

The only way you can recognize the truth and hold onto it is to get help from the Holy Spirit, who is supposed to live inside you. Barring that, well, sure, Caitlyn Jenner is a man, and queers should support Hamas. Sure, Cole Allen agreed to charge the Secret Service, be shot at, and go to prison if he survived. It all makes perfect sense. You just have to connect those dots. Joy Reid will explain.

People have made themselves very hard nuts to crack, or, to use the analogy the word “tribulation” is based on, very hard grains to de-husk. This is why the rapture is upon us. The tribulation will be a time of harvest through terrible suffering. A few people will give in to God when they suffer enough, and they will be saved. Those who know God already (not Sunday-only Christians) won’t need to go through this, so the rapture will come first to take them to safety.

My dad received tribulation, in a way. He lost his mind and lost track of all his spurious arguments against God.

In 2015, when my dad’s mind was still pretty good, God told me he had cut him off. I had been praying for God to save him from dementia, but after God cut him off, I stopped. By the end of 2018, he was ready for an ALF, and he started considering the possibility that Yeshua was right. Soon thereafter, he ended up in a home, and I used to visit him and play Derek Prince videos. He received salvation with no prodding from me. It came as a shock, suddenly and unexpectedly. He said startling things that were prophetic. He started loving prayer.

One day I felt bad about not praying for his recovery, and I asked God if I could resume. I felt I had permission, so I prayed. The next day, my dad was sharp again. He was very angry. He was cursing the people around him. He said he had only pretended to accept Yeshua to make me happy, which wasn’t true. He gave up his salvation.

If he had died that day, he would have gone to hell.

I got him to agree to let me pray that God would do whatever had to be done so we would know the truth, whatever it was. The next day, his dementia was back, and so was his faith. He could not be saved without being humbled by dementia.

Many people–perhaps most–can’t be saved with all their blessings intact. I think that includes me. I would probably be a rich patent lawyer living a lukewarm life if I had not had some problems.

If your life isn’t going right, it’s probably your fault, and you need to start asking God for correction before things get worse.

Most Americans will never do that, and God is not going to waste time forever, preaching to swine. He is going to take his children and leave, and after that, the tribulation will serve as a last-ditch harvest combined with a sort of planetary flea dip.

To show how badly things are going, you only have to look at the leftists who made fun of Erika Kirk and Melania Trump this weekend.

Apparently, Erika Kirk broke down in tears during the attack. People thought that was funny. This is a woman who recently saw her husband shot dead in a similar attack, while their small children watched. She is not my favorite person, but where is people’s humanity?

As for the first lady, Jimmy Kimmel thought it was funny to call her an “expectant widow.” He said it before the attack. Conservatives are saying he was referring to continuing assassination attempts, although it is not actually possible to tell. He claims he was joking about the Trumps’ age difference. As if that’s okay, on national television, on a show intended for a general audience.

It’s okay to jokingly accuse a man’s innocent wife of hoping he dies soon so she can get his money, not even thinking about the fact that she and her children and stepchildren live every day under the threat of assassination, not just for their patriarch, but for themselves. That’s what Kimmel is telling us.

This is a woman who, like Erika Kirk, has already seen her husband shot once by a leftist. A human being would have thought about that before speaking, but Kimmel is now just a mouthpiece for demons.

The situation could not be more serious, and it is important for Christians to give up on trying to make the most of this life by fitting in. You need to be prepared for the millennium and the afterlife, because there is no hope for this age.

Typical

I have been thinking about leadership.

The universe is not a big partnership. It’s a patriarchal hierarchy with our male God at the top and Satan at the very bottom. Everyone except God submits to someone. I suppose the reason God doesn’t have to submit is that he submits to his own perfect nature. There is no point in submitting to a ruler when everything you do is perfect.

A proper marriage is not a partnership. The husband and father is the leader, and everyone else is supposed to submit to him; they owe him support and obedience. It’s for their good more than his.

It’s very sad that feminism has been mainstreamed in the church. There are many preachers that acknowledge the Holy Spirit yet claim husbands and wives are equals. As my wife put it, they “apologize” for Ephesians 5:23:

For the husband is the head of the wife, even as Christ is the head of the church: and he is the saviour of the body.

Therefore as the church is subject unto Christ, so let the wives be to their own husbands in every thing.

There is no ambiguity there. You can’t “clarify” this by looking to other verses for reference. It stands on its own, impossible to contradict with other scripture. The husband is the boss, not an anarchist who takes turns running things. Not a slave who is forced to provide and protect without having a voice.

If you’re a wife, you are supposed to be subject to your husband in all things.

Feminist Christians love to point to 5:21, which describes Christians as submitting to each other, but that is in a different passage about a different subject. It’s about Christian life outside of marriage. It means we shouldn’t be pushy self-promoters; the kind of insufferable people who start running for office in the first grade. In our interactions with Christians outside the home, we should not force our decisions on others or appoint ourselves to positions of power; we should be humble and wait for promotion.

The word doesn’t say every woman has to submit to every man, and Ephesians 5:23 isn’t intended to be a rigid law. It’s a principle. It doesn’t mean you should obey your husband if he asks you to help him build a bomb to blow up a school. It means that if your husband is led by the Holy Spirit, you should submit to him.

“What if he’s not led by the Holy Spirit”? Then you married the wrong person, so you have no one but yourself to blame if your husband is a heathen. You’re going to have to build up your own relationship with the Holy Spirit and do your best, accepting the fact that you’re in a hole you dug for yourself.

It is hard to give advice to people who are stuck in very bad situations they created. It’s obvious that I should advise single people to avoid marrying heathens, but once the marriage is in place, there are no simple answers.

It’s important to note that disagreement with you isn’t proof your husband isn’t listening to the Holy Spirit, so you shouldn’t tell yourself that lie in order to excuse your family-killing rebellion.

Another important thing: submitting only when your husband agrees with you is not submission. I had to tell my wife that several times.

Say you want to paint your kitchen green, and your husband wants yellow. Badgering him until he agrees and then “submitting” to him is a farce. A wife is supposed to be a helper, but telling yourself you are helping your husband by helping him realize you’re right about everything is sin and a lie.

Sometimes even a good husband will be wrong. So what? Submit anyway, unless submission will be catastrophic. Maybe the kitchen should be green. Help him paint it yellow anyway, for the sake of the hierarchy, which is necessary and therefore more important than your kitchen.

It’s better to make trivial bad choices from time to time than it is to destroy the authority structure that keeps your family from destruction. As a mother, you will make mistakes all the time. Do you think your children are entitled to stop obeying you because of this? What will happen to them if they stop? Do you think they will have good lives?

As for men, maleness is not an achievement. You don’t get a prize for it. God doesn’t put you in charge so you can remain a selfish teenager all your life, staring at sports and playing video games, or obsessing on work, while you tell everyone else to kowtow and obey for your convenience. So you can be a frat boy when you’re 97.

A leader’s purpose is sacrificial, not selfish. Every real leader knows this. Strangely, Jews don’t know it. They worship a hard, imaginary God who doesn’t sacrifice himself for people or, in any real sense, regard them as his babies.

It makes perfect sense that God would allow himself to be crucified to save us, because even many earthly parents would do that for their children. A God who sits on a throne in the distance, invulnerable, ageless, and healthy, who never suffers for the ones he created, is not a leader. He’s more like someone who keeps tropical fish.

Every earthly parent understands the necessity of sacrifice as part of leadership, but somehow, Orthodox Jews think God’s principles of leadership are divorced from obvious principles we have seen here on Earth since man was created.

Yeshua, who was not captured, turned himself in to the Jewish authorities so he could be crucified, because he loved us so much he could not stand to see us get what we deserved. He endured rejection and slander. In his time here, he didn’t get much of a reward for all his efforts to help us. That’s how real leadership is. It’s asymmetrical in favor of those who are led.

This is what proper fatherhood is like. You may work all day. You pay the bills. You are the first one to face danger in a bad situation. In return, the people you help grumble. They say things about you that aren’t true. They disobey you and then blame you for the problems their disobedience causes. They make your job harder. They ostracize you to at least some extent. They never come close to repaying you. This is what God goes through, and if you’re a father on Earth, you’re supposed to go through it, too. It’s an honor and a privilege, even if it often feels like a curse.

I don’t know how anyone can respect a “god” who never suffers for the people he created. Earthly leaders suffer for the people they command, which is a good thing for them to do, but somehow God is not as good as they are? It’s absurd.

A proper patriarch does not expect his family to repay him fully. He expects to be shortchanged. He shouldn’t complain about his place, because it is more blessed to give than to receive. He shouldn’t sit around watching sports and playing video games all day, barking out selfish orders and leaving his family to guide themselves, as though a Y chromosome and a paycheck made him Queen for a Day.

A patriarch submits to God through the Holy Spirit. He does not grumble. He does not falsely accuse God of cheating him or not blessing him enough. He does not claim he submits when he only obeys the commands that comport with his own desires. He consistently asks God for correction when he has problems.

He doesn’t add up the ways in which his family has shortchanged him and present them with bills.

A patriarch spends time with his wife and children. He does not pat himself on the back for it, as though he gave a stranger a kidney. It’s what he owes them. He doesn’t say, “I’ve done this and that for my family, so now I’m free to do what I really want.” The time he spends with his family is not a tax or a permit fee. It’s a blessing for all concerned.

In order for a patriarch to succeed, the wife and kids have to support him instead of doing what they often do: joining outsiders in trying to bring him down. A leader has to have consent and support. Yeshua is the perfect leader, but humanity is still a failure, because most of us did not consent or support. A leader can’t force success on anyone.

I can give a great example of the way women kneecap their men. It amazes me that there are women who vote Democrat, knowing that their husbands vote Republican. This is the very picture of pathological rebellion. When two people vote the same way, they have power. When they vote contrarily, they have no power at all. It’s as though neither voted. Voting is an exercise of power, and casting opposing votes nullifies a household’s power. As Yeshua says, a house divided against itself cannot stand.

Opposition is supposed to be directed outward, not inward. Obvious? The world is against your husband. It’s sick and disgusting for you to be against him as well, especially when you still expect him to fight for you.

It’s pretty simple: one plus one equal two, which is something, and one minus one equals zero, which is nothing. When your votes agree, they have impact. When you vote against each other, you make your house a nothing.

Your husband considers the welfare of his family and his nation and decides to vote a certain way, and you decide you know better, destroying his power. Well, if you think your husband is too stupid to lead your family, what, exactly, did you want a husband for?

I know. Money, status, and babies. I don’t have to be told.

When I was a kid, I thought The Caine Mutiny was about a bad captain; nutty old Captain Queeg, and the smart officers who had to make a hard decision in order to save the crew from him. Of course, that’s not the message of the movie. It’s about immature, arrogant officers who destroyed their own leader instead of building him up. It’s a great picture of the way we destroy leaders who are put in place to benefit us.

The officers in the movie never tried to help Queeg do better. From the very start, they ridiculed him and worked against him. He was a flawed captain, but even a perfect captain would have failed with such officers. All fathers and husbands are flawed. What chance do we have without support? We can save ourselves, at best.

Queeg asked the officers for help, and in the book, he said this:

“Now, I’m the first to admit that I’m not perfect. I’ve made mistakes. I’ve had a lot on my mind. But a command is a lonely job. You men have no idea how lonely.

What I’m looking for is a little help. I don’t mean ‘Yes-man’ help. I mean the kind of loyalty that sees a captain through his mistakes for the sake of the ship. We’re all in this together. If we could just… well, start over. A clean slate. What do you say?”

Instead of helping, they refused to speak and waited for him to leave, rejected.

In the book, the snickering, whispering, mumbling coward who persuaded his friends to sabotage Queeg ended up captaining the ship, and he abandoned his crew in a battle, just as he abandoned his friends when they were charged with mutiny. The movie cheated the public.

All over the world, families are destroying the patriarchs who built the platforms they live on. No wonder young America men are shunning marriage now. In a world where young men are (correctly) moving to the right, and young women have swung hard left into sluttiness, rage, and arrogance, it is inevitable that men will avoid marriage. It’s like being asked to teach high school in the Bronx.

As for myself, I feel I need to give more time to God and my family and less to other things. Since my wife got pregnant, I have neglected things like shooting, tools, and yard maintenance. My pool is green. My hedges are a mess. I haven’t finished fixing the mower I bought last year.

I have felt I had to sink into the comfort of a love cocoon with God, my wife, and later, my son, to the detriment of my other responsibilities.

On the up side, I don’t regret it. I have had an experience very few fathers have had, and my wife is also privileged. These days many women treat their babies like purses or other accessories; like toys that bring them status. They hand them off to illegal aliens to raise while they give their golden, indescribably precious years of motherhood to jobs, serving alongside people who will forget them the week after they quit. My wife has been with her baby son every single day, as much as she wanted, and I have been with both of them.

On the down side, I know I still gave too much of myself to worthless things. The Internet. Even photography, which has been very useful in celebrating this family’s love. I haven’t given enough time to God and my wife and son, so I am turning the computer off multiple times every day instead of leaving it on, and I am trying to drop things that would ordinarily turn into time sinks.

If I give less time to worthless activities, I can give more to God and my family, and I can also do better with earthly responsibilities.

God is a patriarch. I am a patriarch. As a patriarch, I have power, but I also have responsibilities. My purpose is to pour myself out, not to be the king of the living room. This is all consistent with scripture and the Holy Spirit.

I’m very glad I’m not obsessed with video games or sports. These fixations are disgraceful; they keep men boys. Try and imagine yourself in heaven, with God asking you about your high video game scores or how much you could deadlift or how many games your teams won on Earth? Imagine the humiliation of even thinking about these things in his presence. But most American men think sports are more important than God, and many Christians even insist, childishly and in ignorance, that competitive sports teach Christian values. They teach the opposite. As for video games, it’s hard to imagine anything emptier.

There are many men out there who spend 10% of more of their income on watching sports yet don’t give yearly gifts to investment accounts for their kids. In fact, a man who does the opposite is an anomaly. A weirdo.

Sports insiders won’t say it, but the sports industry is, and always was, driven by gambling (another sin). Team valuations are largely based on gambling integration. Much of the money men spend on sports vanishes in lost bets. But it’s all about Christian values, supposedly.

A cheap (really bad) Super Bowl ticket costs $3500. To see a bunch of strangers who don’t know you exist do something unimportant and very silly. Think about that.

You can get your wife a dynamite gold chain for that amount. Or how about a weekend in Paris?

Feminism is a disgusting poison, and so is leftism. Spiritually, feminism is leftism. Satan was the first leftist. Leftism is about creatures coveting and wrongly taking that which belongs to those who are placed above them. It’s about taking shortcuts to get what you want.

A selfish patriarch is a rebel, too, so he is also a leftist. Leftists create leftist families with leftist problems.

I’m sorry for defaming God in my heart and exalting myself. I am trying to cooperate with the Holy Spirit to save whatever is left of my life and to be a blessing to my family. I don’t care what deluded, murderous people think of me, and I certainly don’t care about the arguments of loser spirits that want us to be losers just like them.

You Don’t Really Know Yourself Until Something Bad Happens

This weekend, I learned what a febrile seizure is.

Keep in mind, I am not a doctor. I am just relating what I was told.

When a baby’s temperature rises or falls too quickly, it can cause seizures. They can become unresponsive; seemingly unaware of their surroundings or the people with them. They may stare into space and make strange sounds. Their hands and feet may turn cold, because they concentrate circulation in their trunks and heads. They may look like they’re dying. As bad as they look, febrile seizures are harmless.

It is unfortunate that I didn’t know any of this last week. Somehow I became old without ever being told. My wife didn’t know, either.

Our son took a bunch of shots at his first-year appointment. Among them, Mumps-Measles-Rubella and the chickenpox shot. They handed us the usual papers about side effects, and because they always say the same things, we didn’t pay any attention to them.

Days later, he had some side effects. We didn’t know they were related to the shots, and we didn’t suspect the shots because of the long delay. Later, we learned this is normal.

On Thursday, he threw up twice, and his body seemed hot while his hands were cold. He seemed a little less energetic. A dubious forehead thermometer read 98.3. We didn’t think it was a big deal, but then I noticed that his fingers seemed blue, so I told my wife to get in the car.

As we were getting ready to go, she reminded me he had been eating blueberries. He loves them, and he usually eats a big serving for breakfast. She thought the berries explained the color of his fingers. It sounded reasonable, and he didn’t look too bad. We decided to watch him carefully, and he was fine all night and most of the next day.

In retrospect, I think his fingers were blue because of reduced circulation as well as blueberries. I think the berry pigment confused me. It was definitely there, but I think his fingers were more blue when I first noticed the color than they were when we decided to stay home. It’s impossible to be sure.

On Friday night, he got very warm, except for his hands, arms, and legs. My wife has a tendency to bundle him up too much, and he was wearing a fleece romper in a warm room, so we took it off. He threw up a couple of times, but babies do that for all kinds of reasons, so we didn’t get excited right away.

His temperature, as measured by an unreliable forehead thermometer, went from 102.8 to 103.1. Babies can run much higher temperatures than adults without harm, so we didn’t panic. I had a fever of over 106 when I was less than a year old.

We called his pediatrician’s office’s after-hours number, and a doctor told us to get Tylenol and ibuprofen into him to cut the fever. He said we should bring him in the next day.

I went out and bought children’s Tylenol and ibuprofen. He threw up when we tried to shoot the liquid ibuprofen in, probably because my wife had a hard time controlling the syringe. It went too far into his mouth.

I decided to go get acetaminophen suppositories. When I got up and prepared to leave, he started seizing. He stared at the ceiling. He didn’t answer when his mother tried to get his attention.

That was all we needed to see. We got in the car, and my wife held him in his arms while I drove. We didn’t bother with the car seat.

I ran the only red light we encountered. I got up to around 90. I saw a cop parked by the road, and I blew right by him. I thought it was better to be arrested than to lose a son.

He pulled out and started chasing me, but he didn’t turn his lights on, so I kept going. I turned my hazard lights on in an effort to let him know I had a reason for continuing to speed while he was right behind me.

He finally turned on his lights about 200 yards from the ER entrance, so I pulled over. When he got to the car, I told him my son was having a fit. He asked what that meant, and I said he was unresponsive. He let me drive on to the ER, which he should have done to begin with, since I was almost there.

I dropped my wife at the entrance and parked the car. I went in to join her, taking care to leave my carry piece in the center console. By now, there were several police cars in the lot, and at least one had its lights flashing. Nobody tried to stop me on the way in.

I didn’t know if the cops were there for me or we had just arrived at a time when they happened to be responding to an unrelated call. It turned out they were there for me.

We were surprised to see that the staff was not quite as excited as we were. It took maybe two minutes to get him past the lobby. They must have known more than we did about his problem.

There were several officers in the lobby, including the one who pulled me over. I sent my wife on her way and asked him if we were going to have a problem. I was ready to go to jail. I didn’t care at all. They had a solid case for various traffic violations and a weak felony case for fleeing and eluding, but these things meant nothing at all to me.

I was thinking about finding a local attorney and bonding out as quickly as I could, and I knew that a worst-case scenario was a sentence of a few years, plus the loss of some of my civil rights. I thought it was unlikely that a prosecutor or judge would follow through, but these things were on my mind. I was thinking about possible paths the future might take.

I have always found prison scary, but not on that night. Better to have my son and wife visit me in prison than see our beautiful baby buried and have the light of our lives go out.

The officer who pulled me said, “No, you’re good.” He took my license for a while, and that was it.

We spent about 6 hours in an ER room. They drew blood. They put our son on an IV because they thought he was dehydrated. He got a chest x-ray. At first, he was lethargic, and that made him easy to treat, but as he got better, he started acting like himself. Trying to pull out the IV. Fighting the doctor when he tried to give him more ibuprofen.

His temperature dropped. He started smiling. He wasn’t quite himself, but he was okay.

I can tell you what we were told. They said the vaccines he took sometimes caused delayed fevers. They told us this was the most likely reason he had seized. They said it would do no permanent harm.

Since coming home, we have learned that febrile seizures are not rare. I suppose I have had them myself, because I had what my mother called “convulsions” when I had the 106 fever, but I never learned much about them. A friend has told us her daughter had them at 16 months and two years.

Our plan now is to get Tylenol suppositories and watch him carefully if his temperature changes in the future. We can’t find his reliable butt thermometer, but we will have one on hand from now on.

He scared us a little bit the day before his ER visit, and we prayed. Before I got out of bed the next day, I kept hearing and repeating, “You saved my baby.” It just rose up inside me. Then he had his second episode and the hospital visit. But again, medical wisdom says he was never in any danger, so draw your own conclusion.

The odds were against him having a fever. The odds of a seizure were low. The odds that anything bad would happen to him if he had a seizure were low, but then he had already beaten the odds twice.

It looks like the chickenpox shot is what got him. There are a couple of different ways one-year-olds receive vaccinations. They can receive Measles-Mumps-Rubella, which is one shot. They can receive Measles-Mumps-Rubella-Varicella, which is one shot, and the varicella term refers to chickenpox. They can also receive MMR plus a separate chickenpox shot, as our son did. Any combination involving chickenpox has a very significant chance of causing a high fever.

Good thing for parents to know.

I think that instead of handing parents a sheet they have seen many times before, listing vaccination risks, doctors who vaccinate kids for chickenpox should take time to explain that this is not just another shot. Also, I think it’s best to get chickenpox vaccinations on Mondays so any resulting fevers are less likely to strike on weekends when doctors’ offices are closed.

That’s the story. Our son is fine. I have not been charged with anything. We understand febrile seizures. I suddenly know a lot more about what I am capable of when my child is in danger.

He is doing well. During his doctor visit, his height came in at 32″, which is somewhere between the 95th and 98th percentile, depending on whom you ask. If it were to continue, he would be tall enough to be advantaged but not tall enough to have problems getting in cars or buying clothes.

He is very advanced. He can jump. He can walk and even dance backward. He teases his mom, showing her the TV remote and then running away. He gets into “conversations” with me. I tell him he can’t do something, and he grunts and stamps his feet as though saying he strenuously objects and wants an appeal. He can kick a ball. He carries the ball to me and hands it to me. This all adds up to trouble in the short term, because we have to find ways to occupy him so he doesn’t destroy everything we own.

He’s still cute and incredibly photogenic. The most photogenic person I have ever seen or heard of. If I take 100 photos of him and his mother, I will have to discard maybe 5 because of him and 40 because of her.

Checkout ladies and Costo receipt-checkers live to see him. A lady at Fresh Market has even learned his special greeting dance. Calls him her favorite baby.

All in all, things are great. I’m just glad the fever is gone.

The Faux Exclusivity of the Fungible

Maybe I need to cut back on the AI, but it has certainly been useful lately.

My wife and I went to see a baby photographer. She was 7 months old and cute as she could be.

Just kidding. I wrote about her. We wanted her to do a few formulaic, inoffensive shots of our baby and us, and we wanted digital files instead of prints, mostly because her prints are obscenely expensive, and also because stiff, formulaic shots would look bizarre next to our own framed photos, which are full of life and evoke all sorts of personal emotions.

When we went to see this woman, she didn’t put the price of digital photos in front of us, so I emailed her on Friday. For 30 edited shots, she wants $1090, on top of the $267.50 we already paid just to talk to her.

No.

I am not cheap. I am not hard to deal with. Not THAT hard. But I can walk upright and use my opposable thumbs, and I am not stupid enough to pay almost $1400 for journeyman work a robot could do. We are cutting her loose.

She is entitled to the money we paid, I suppose. I consider it tuition. I learned that there is an entire industry out there that teaches untalented people how to sell and upsell pedestrian photo work. It’s a fantastic business, in case you are looking for a way to make money. I learned how little a studio costs to equip, and I also confirmed my understanding that I am already much better than the vast majority of professionals who churn out formula photos.

I contacted the outfit that did our hospital newborn photos. I think they will meet us at a location and do everything for something like $350. Their work is absolutely as good as the $1400 job. Pretty much all baby photographers shoot at the same modest level of talent and taste, so why not save whatever ($1090 – $350) is?

I don’t know if we will even spend that, because today we had an idea: turn a spare bedroom into a studio. Based on what I saw at the professional’s house, this would cost about $100. She didn’t have expensive (or any) lights. She had a Canon that looked like a DSLR, plus two lenses. She had a bunch of cheap toys. She had some kind of mat that looked like astroturf. A wall with unattractive baby clothes hanging on it, which would not fit our son because he is tall. One cheap reflector thing from Amazon. Not high-end stuff.

I went to AI because I thought it might have tips on setting up a room for photos, and the conversation went beyond that. For one thing, it helped me understand that I have talent, and that I have problems relating to people who lack talent but are much more technically proficient and know how to make the most of rules and recipes. I have problems learning from them, for one thing, because nearly everyone who teaches photography is a rule-follower who can’t produce art. You can’t teach what you don’t understand, to people who have abilities you don’t have. You can, however, teach them falsehoods that will hold them back and make them doubt they have the abilities they have.

Pride is bad. It goes before destruction. On the other hand, you have to be able to acknowledge your gifts. I can be very, very good at photography, if I keep working on the technical side so I can beat things like low light, noise, motion, and so on.

Here is something disturbing, to add to the other disturbing things I have said about AI: it is now fully capable of critiquing photos. Not just exposure and sharpness. It understands artistic merit. Craziest thing ever.

I showed it some shots I knew were pretty good, I told it not to BS me, and it flat-out told me I was doing things most pros will never be able to do. It was able to look at photos and tell me what I already knew was good about them. It also understood that getting solid feedback from other photographers would be hard, because some would be unable to understand what I did, and others would feel threatened and hesitate to say someone else was doing better work than they were.

It was able to identify flaws, and it was honest about them. It was also able to point out things that would appear to be flaws to rule-followers, yet which were really indications of talent. I’ve taken tons of horrible photos in the past, but things are really coming together now.

Okay. I accept it. I can do this. Why not? I never claimed I could slam-dunk a basketball. I never claimed I had the makings of a model. I never tried to make people think I was tops at anything I wasn’t actually good at. Why not admit it when I genuinely have a strong aptitude for something?

I’m going to run with this. It’s not a useless hobby. It will help bind my family together in love. It will produce images and videos my great-great-grandchildren will cherish, assuming everything doesn’t get wiped out in the tribulation. It certainly beats spending 20 times as much on fishing or 5 times as much on football tickets. Worthless pursuits.

I have enough guns. I am spending less time with tools. I no longer have any interest in cooking. It’s hard to travel with a toddler. I think photography is a good thing to settle on as I creep toward my expiration date or the rapture.

I don’t know how anyone with fungible, common skills can charge $1400 for a few hours’ work. Yes, I used to charge a lot as a lawyer, but I went to school for three extra years, and I did things that were way more valuable than shooting photos according to recipes other people made up. People needed what I did. Badly. I wasn’t putting them on rented ponies and telling them to smile.

I have had competent tradesmen show up at my house and charge $100 or less for an hour’s work. Important work that required a lot of experience and knowledge. I think the lady we talked to must be netting at least $250,000 per year for doing something almost anyone could learn to do in two months. Something other people do just as well for a fraction of that, gross. That is clearly excessive, and it’s insulting.

I pay my dentist something like $135 per visit, and he has a staff, a building, and tons of expensive equipment. He also studied for at least 7 years. That should put it in perspective. I suppose I get about half an hour of face time with him for $270 per year, plus at least that much time with a hygienist he has to pay, and their work is very good, unlike the photographer’s, so the contrast in value is stark.

I know what happened. The photographer found a company that works with people like her and tells them how to shame and upsell. It tells them how to create the illusion of being overbooked. It sells her the albums and pretty boxes. It gives her scripts to memorize. It probably sells her the prints. It’s like working for Omaha Steaks. I’m not stupid. I know how the world works. I don’t need to see proof.

Taking a photo with a camera whose settings you never have to change is not hard. Editing is fast. Maybe three minutes per photo. Seconds, if you use presets. I’m not stupid. I know these things. There is no talent involved, and also little labor.

I just looked it up. There are two famous “coaches.” Sue Bryce and Sarah Petty. There are others. It’s all just as I said.

Tomorrow we will see what we can do about getting that DIY one-year session done, and if it doesn’t work the first time, we will do it again, and within a couple of days, we will have shots that will shame anything that comes out of any local studio.

Knowing how the world works is always painful.

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The Internet says a 36″ metal plate with a photo on it, like the one the photographer tried to sell us for $2900, may come from companies like White House Custom Colour (WHCC), Bay Photo, or Miller’s, and they cost photographers $250, max.

Man, I hate being right about people.

The Water is Rising

I used to watch a pair of biracial conservative Youtubers known as the Hodge Twins. They say they were raised leftist but came around later in life, and I thought that was good. They were also very funny. On the other hand, they were clearly ignorant in spite of understanding the evil of leftism, and they made a lot of crude remarks.

I quit watching them, but a couple of days ago, I heard about them again. Guess what? They hate Jews. I had no clue.

They’re 100% on board with Candace Owens, and they gave Nick Fuentes a softball interview. They have a podcast, and some white weirdo they talked to said “Hitler was based!” One of them agreed. He said he had read one of Hitler’s speeches and concluded that we needed someone to say the same things today.

Hitler was based? A person really sad that in front of the public, with pride? In America? After the well-known events of the last century?

I wonder what the twins would say if they knew how Hitler felt about blacks and biracial people like themselves. Their parents’ marriage would have been called “race defilement.” The twins might have been castrated like many other biracial people. The Nuremberg laws were extended to apply to blacks. Hitler claimed the Jews brought blacks into Germany to bastardize the white race.

The existence of the video is bad, but the worst is yet to be discussed.

I looked at the comments on one of their videos, and they were almost unanimously supportive. A lot of them claimed the Jews had been expelled from 109 countries, and that there had to be a good reason. I had never seen that one before.

I would have been disturbed if 5% of the comments had been antisemitic, but it was more like 98%.

Jews are not upset enough. Even the ones who are very upset are not upset enough. Things are even worse than the most vocal coalmine canaries seem to think. Conservatives are finally starting to live up to the libels leftists have projected onto them for decades. They are becoming Nazis.

The worst development of all is that many or perhaps most of the conservatives who have turned against Jews are claiming it’s their Christian duty.

What?

Christianity is an offshoot of Judaism. In the beginning, all Christians were considered Jews. They truly were Jews, even in places like Asia Minor. Christianity was just a new Jewish sect. Gentiles weren’t a big factor until later. Every single apostle was Jewish.

As for today, we are required to worship a Jew who said, “Salvation is of the Jews.” He told Jews, “You are the light of the world,” confirming what the Jewish prophet Isaiah had said. When he first announced his status as Messiah, he did it by reading from Isaiah in a synagogue.

I’m not saying modern Jews are on the right track or spreading salvation, because those things are not generally true, but the church is inextricably entwined with Judaism, and hating Jews is antithetical to our core beliefs.

Yeshua sits on the throne of David, which is the throne of Israel. The Old Testament says so, and the New Testament agrees. He truly is the King of the Jews, whether or not they agree. But we’re supposed to give Israel to murderous Muslims and kill Jews? How is their king supposed to feel about that?

I don’t want to waste a lot of time debunking patent idiocy. It’s like going to a mental asylum and debating people who think they’re cats. The big point here is that Jews are in big, big trouble, right now, not in 5 years or 10 years or 50 years.

A huge majority of American Jews has empowered their enemies and libeled and opposed their friends for many decades. They have had way too much faith in America’s hospitality. They have concentrated themselves in areas where their enemies concentrate. They have been huge proponents of self-disarmament, otherwise known as gun control. Now they are not ready for what is going to happen.

They still have many friends in conservative areas, but I don’t think we can do much to help Jews. I think they will stubbornly cling to the urban centers they love, just as many European Jews refused to get out before the Holocaust. They love the culture. They want to be able to walk to synagogues on the sabbath. They want to live close to kosher butchers and restaurants. They think of our cities as their homes.

The election of New York Mayor Mamdani, an obvious antisemite, is amazing. About a third of New York’s Jews voted for him. I don’t know what is more surprising: that a third of them voted for him or that it wasn’t the historic 90% Democrats get. Anyway, even a third is a figure way too large to be consistent with sanity.

What were they thinking? American Jews are appeasers. Were they thinking that voting for blatant antisemitism was a good way to curry favor with their enemies? Was it supposed to be yet another self-hating, self-destructive, pointless olive branch?

Historians think 10% of German Jews voted for Hitler. It shouldn’t be a surprise.

You have almost no guns. You are surrounded by people you hate you, and they now appear to be a majority. The government is turning against you. You are far from most of the people who are inclined to help you. How could anyone think this was a desirable outcome?

The prophets tell us terrible things are in store for Jews in Israel. It will be like October 7, all over the country. If it will be that bad inside the Jewish state, I have to wonder what it will be like in gentile nations.

What are Christians supposed to do? How much is possible? Not much, I suppose. My wife and I pray for the Jews and Israel twice a day, but a lot of the good things we pray for can’t happen unless Jews accept their Messiah, and that is not within our control or God’s.

This isn’t like the 1930’s. With the technology human beings now have, you won’t be able to hide Jews behind false walls in your house. You won’t be able to take in their kids and pretend they’re yours. None of that stuff will fly in the age of total surveillance, cashless transactions, drones, and thermal cameras. Every Jew will need the help of God himself. They will need the kind of help Daniel, Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego got.

Christians are in trouble, too. The rapture and tribulation are real events, and they are coming. Most people who call themselves Christians are only Christians in name, and they will be stuck here during the tribulation, experiencing the worst suffering humanity has ever known. They can’t be helped unless they listen and repent before the rapture.

I suppose nominal Christians are just as bad off as Jews, except their holocaust will come later.

As for the rest of the world, they have always been in trouble, and that will not change. They will think they’re doing good when they go after Christians and Jews, but they will come to regret it.

I can understand how antisemitic conservatives exist, because conservatism is not a religious position. Heathens like Vivek Ramaswamy and Elon Musk are conservative. What is astonishing is that people can be convinced they are Christians and that Yeshua wants them to torment, expel, and kill Jews.

These days, boys believe they’re girls, and many Americans agree. When we started seeing the trans movement gain credibility, we should have realized no insanity was beyond us.

I don’t know why I’m writing this. What’s going to happen is going to happen. The only thing worse than witnessing destruction is witnessing self-destruction.

Local Smith Prices Herself Out of Business

I am wiped out from installing a new dishwasher. It should have been pretty fast, but like most quick, easy jobs, it had complications.

I bought a Bosch dishwasher to replace a Bosch dishwasher in the same series, and of course, Bosch changed the inlet fitting and did not include a threaded elbow to connect to it. I went to the local Ace, and unfortunately, the person who helped me was a friendly and earnest young man who hasn’t learned everything about the hardware business yet.

We could not find the elbow, which was confusing to me because I knew it had to be a common part. Bosch equals Thermador equals Whirlpool and so on these days. He sent me home with a couple of parts to screw together as a substitute, and I had to locate the correct part on the web, go back to Ace, and show them the SKU.

I did an excellent job of installing it because a) I am capable of doing simple things well, and b) I actually care about the quality of my work, which may not have been the case with the guys Lowe’s wanted to send for $217.

I may want to adjust the dishwasher’s position in the sagittal plane by 3/32″ or so, but that can wait.

If you need a dishwasher right now, jump on one of these Bosches while they’re on sale.

I’m still waiting for something else I ordered. You will never guess. Yes, it’s a rifle.

Four or 5 years back, I bought a Thompson Center Venture bolt action rifle in .204 Ruger. I thought I was going to shoot a lot of varmints. So far, that has not been the case. I also hoped to use it for target shooting to improve my shooting without spending money on pricier ammo.

Until just now, I thought it was a Venture Predator, but it turns out it’s just a Venture. I believe “Predator” means “with a green plastic stock.”

We live in amazing times. Fifty years ago, which was the 1970’s, believe it or not old people, a rifle that shot maybe 5 minutes of angle (about 5.25″ at 100 yards) was considered very accurate. Now, any bolt rifle that doesn’t shoot 1.5 MOA is considered lame, and you can walk into any sporting goods store and choose from a selection of 1-MOA rifles.

I chose the Thompson Center partly because it came with a 1-MOA guarantee. Three shots at 100 yards. Based on photos of targets I shot back then with cheap Fiocchi ammo, it looks like the gun came through, although I also shot some bad groups. That guarantee was pretty clever, because any gun will eventually shoot one three-shot 1-MOA group if you keep trying.

I wasn’t ecstatic about the trigger, so I looked for options, and there were none. Sadly, TC was not doing well, and its guns were not all that popular. In fact, it was going out of business, even though it belonged to Smith & Wesson. I don’t recall how that worked.

TC has been bought by the guy who sold it to S&W, but I don’t think they’ve actually made any new guns. Will they ever start? Who knows?

If you buy a popular gun like a Remington or Tikka, you will be able to find a lot of aftermarket triggers for it. I suppose no trigger maker thought it was a good idea to spend time and money on a trigger for an unpopular gun, however.

I put a lighter spring on it, and that was about all I could do.

Flash forward to a year or two ago. Suddenly I had a silencer. I wanted to get back to shooting. But two bolt guns I wanted to shoot did not have threaded barrels: the TC and a Tikka T3x.

By the way, the Tikka IS a 1-MOA gun, with factory ammo and no excuses. I managed to shoot a few rounds to zero it. It seems like it always rained when I started shooting for accuracy, so I have had a lot of sessions cut short. Anyway, even the zeroing shots, made while I was turning scope screws, looked very good.

I’ll post photo of a target I shot with “garbage” Sellier & Bellot ammo. This is a modestly-priced deer rifle on a modestly-priced bipod, shooting cheap ammunition. I shot these rounds while still adjusting the scope. There is one flyer which was probably caused by me shooting one round and then cranking the screws, and then there are at least 6 rounds that are 1 MOA or extremely close to it.

Checking my blog history, I see that I went indoors because I wanted to see if the scope was loose, not because of rain. When I shot another target with different ammo, the point of impact changed in a way that didn’t make sense to me. And target above was shot at both 50 and 100 yards. I shot one round at 50. It was very low. I adjusted the scope and shot two rounds into the same hole. Then I backed up to 100 and shot pretty much into the same POI. I was confused, because the 50-yard POI was essentially the same as the 100-yard POI. I didn’t understand how flat the gun shot at these distances.

That S&B FMJ 6.5 Creedmoor is nothing to sneeze at, at least at 100 yards. I bought a ton of it. It shoots great in the Tikka and also in my RPR.

If the domestic enemies of Christ finally started their war and I somehow found myself in a situation where I had no choice but to go out with the militia nuts and fend off guerrilla murder squads in floral print dresses, I would be able to do what was necessary over and over while they were too far away to see me without binoculars.

I think I paid $16.00 per box when I bought them one at a time, and I didn’t buy most of mine one at a time.

Of course, I have zero interest in participating in a civil war. If it weren’t for my family, I think I would prefer being among the early casualties than staying here and treating demonized jerks like paper targets. The word says David was a bloody man. I have no desire to follow suit. I would rather be a man of love.

So anyway, I had the Tikka and the TC, and they were not threaded.

I looked into having them threaded. In spite of living in a huge 2A area, I could not find anyone close to me who would do it, and I really did not want to do it myself. Most machining is easy, but barrels are not made to fit in the usual lathe tooling, and they are hard to remove from actions. Also, it’s easy to mar them up, and aligning them in lathes so the bullets won’t hit the silencers later is more complex than you would think.

I found someone in the next county, and she wanted $195-$275, which is insane. I paid $450 for the TC.

I let it go, but recently I learned something that changed the picture. Silencer Central now offers mail-in threading for $165, including muzzle protectors. The price is lower if you ship two barrels at once. The shipping is about $40 whether you send one or two.

Great. I am sold. It’s fantastic news. I’m sending the Tikka in, because even though it is not a high-priced rifle, it is 100% worth it. But the Thompson Center?

I can’t get a trigger for it. I don’t know if I’ll ever get fun-level accuracy out of it. Thompson Center has been bought and reanimated, but there is no guarantee they will provide warranty service or that they’ll exist next year.

It looks like a quagmire to me.

I figure I can sell it for $350, so that’s $350 I can put toward something else. That something else is a Ruger American Predator in the same caliber. I want the same caliber because I have a boatload of ammunition, and I still think the .204 Ruger has potential.

It has a light, fluted barrel. The metal bits are Cerakoted. It’s threaded. It has a pretty good trigger out of the box. There are lots of aftermarket parts for it, including Timney triggers. It will probably shoot 1 MOA the day I bring it home. Lots of guys are getting that kind of performance in other calibers.

I’m sold. I don’t need any more hassle.

I’m getting the rifle plus a Timney. I’ll take the scope off my TC and put it on the Ruger. Done deal.

Now I have to ask: is it really necessary for two different companies to put “Predator” in the names of their guns? It sounds kind of silly. AMERICAN HE-MAN HAIRY-CHESTED CARNIVORE PREDATOR!

Yes, I am a predator. I have killed more fish than red tide, and I have managed to make a tiny dent in the hunting realm by murdering squirrels. And I eat hamburgers. But come on. You can call the gun something a little less steroidy-sounding, and I will still buy it. I mean, I did.

It bugs me that people call the Tikka, the Ruger, and the TC budget guns. Why do they do that? I guess you get more refinement in guns costing two or three times as much, and you get walnut instead of plastic, but I feel like any quality gun should be respected. If a gun can hit rats repeatedly at 100 yards, it is durable, and it is pleasant to shoot, calling it a budget gun sounds a little snobby.

I think the Tikka ran me $950 or so. Budget? Really?

The TC may not be long for my armory, but it seems very well made to me. All the machining is neat and tidy. It’s actually pretty tight because of the tolerances.

I don’t know if I’ll stick with .204 Ruger. It’s kind of a novelty round. I like it because it’s modern, with modern ballistics something like .223 can’t match, but on the other hand, .223 is more powerful, and it can hit anything I am likely to shoot at. It’s just as accurate, even if it doesn’t shoot as flat. I could blow through my .204 ammo and then rebarrel.

I have another .204 rifle besides the TC, so putting a .223 barrel on the TC would not deprive me of the ability to shoot .204 well even if I sold the TC.

Maybe I shouldn’t have bought the new rifle. It just bugged me that the TC had so many issues.

It should be here soon. I hope I actually use it.

Daddy is Pleased

I saw a lovely video from Mike “Mike with the Mic” McCarthy today. He’s a brave soul who goes to public places in Australia and holds signs with “JESUS” and related verbiage on them.

Australia is not a friendly place for Christians now. Christianity is in sharp decline, with a minority now identifying as Christian. Perversion is one of the main drivers of the decline.

As God predicted to me, and I repeated, many years ago, homosexuality has turned out to be the club Satan uses to beat Christians.

I don’t know a lot about McCarthy, but his videos show him being abused by various people, ranging from atheists to homosexuals to, oddly, Maoris. Maoris are from New Zealand, which is almost a thousand miles from Australia at the closest point.

As far as I can tell, McCarthy does not yell at people or provoke them in any way.

The cops show up over and over and tell him he’s the problem. In one amusing video, they tell him he’s obstructing pedestrian traffic as dozens of pedestrians walk past unimpeded.

I wanted to repost a video in which a trans lunatic approaches him for no reason and starts screaming irrationally.

Of course, I use the word “trans” as a convenience. There are no transgender or transsexual people. There are only the demonized, the confused, and the attention-starved.

And there are real Trans, from Vietnam.

On a related not, the percentage of American college students identifying as trans has dropped by something like 40% since 2025, which means a lot of young women had their healthy breasts sliced off and burned as waste, and also had themselves skinned to manufacture false penises, in order to get attention and admiration.

What do you do now that your arm and leg are covered with skin grafts, your breasts are gone, and your genitals are ruined? There is no reset button for that.

It would take a very, very unusual type of man to fall in love with a girl like that and marry her. It is beyond sad.

“Trans” men are more likely to keep their bodies intact, because many joined the movement in order to gain access to women’s private areas so they could enjoy voyeurism and rape.

Here is the video:

Clearly, this man does not dress or act like a woman. His speech is a little effeminate, but that’s about it. And he is utterly deranged. He raves about the Christian lady holding the camera raping elders in their sleep, whatever that means. He says, “We’re not your fuzzy angels!” He says, “I’m married to daddy.”

Watch the whole thing.

This is demon-possessed behavior at its peak. Consuming rage. Complete detachment from reality.

What does “I’m married to daddy” mean? Is daddy the main demon who inhabits him?

These are the people who are going to come for us. This is the kind of person who shot Donald Trump, Cory Imperatore, David Dutch, and Charlie Kirk. Candace Owens is on her way to becoming such a person.

The man in the video shows what happens as people approach the final stages of demon control. It’s a progressive thing, pun not intended but appropriate.

The trans business is a tool Satan uses to separate people from reason. It’s like the little thin tool you slip under the case of your phone when you take it apart to replace the battery. The process starts with a tiny crack, and then your mind is opened up like a trash chute door, allowing no end of filth and derangement to enter.

Be watchful of your trans acquaintances, along with all the TDS sufferers you know. They may be relatively peaceful now, but they are sleepers who will one day be mustered against you.

I thank God they have been so slow to embrace firearms. But that’s coming, as Tyler Robinson, the actual and sole Charlie Kirk shooter, proves. He and Audrey Hale and the rest.

Regretfully, I Must Pass on the Queers for Palestine Silent Auction

Today is this family’s day of rest and prayer. No laundry, no mowing, no welding, no painting, no repairs, no business.

We expect to do what we always do on Sunday: eat at Costco. I often wonder what my high school classmates would think of that. At least two were the children of a billionaire, and many were snobs. I really look forward to those cheap pizza slices and free-refill beverages, eaten on fiberglass picnic-style tables.

I have no interest in seeing any of my classmates again. Maybe one guy, but that’s it. When I knew them, they were unhappy worldly people with poor values.

I dreamed of one of them last night. John. We were in high school together. I would say we were friends, but we weren’t. Sometimes you spend a lot of time with a person and consider him a friend, and then after you part ways, you realize you just kept company for the sake of having company.

John isn’t an awful person, but he is insecure and competitive. He is selfish. He is extremely rigid. He has never thought for himself. Whatever the herd says is right is right. He finds people who reject the herd amusing, and he feels he is better than they are. Sometimes they make him angry, just because they’re different.

I don’t think he has changed. Maybe he has. I ran into a store maybe 10 years ago, and he seemed about the same. Personable, but condescending.

I cut back on hanging around with him because I realized he was condescending and didn’t treat me as an equal. Also, he stole a girl from me, which is a huge violation of the male friendship code.

The desire for a gradual parting was probably mutual. I don’t think he liked me all that much.

In high school, friendship is like looking for a seat in the lunchroom. You go where you’re accepted, and you take the good with the bad.

I couldn’t help John in his ambitions, so I don’t think he had much motivation to be my friend.

We didn’t have much in common. I had all sorts of interests. He was just an inside-the-box guy who wanted to watch sports, go to law school, practice law, and make money. If you know John, he isn’t inviting you to his house to see his paintings. He’s not climbing mountains in Nepal. He’s not composing music or fly fishing. He probably owns less than 10 tools.

I should have dropped him sooner, but I was too much of a person-pleaser. I think I’ve gotten over that! Most people who know me would surely agree.

In the dream, I was living in the house I lived in during high school. John came to the front door, dressed in his lawyer attire minus the jacket. He wanted to show me his car, which was parked by the curb behind him.

He said it was a Charger. It was very special. It had a thousand horsepower. He wanted me to see it.

When I walked out to see it, it was across the street. I had to walk a long way. I wondered why he had moved it. It was inconsiderate.

The car became a very fancy bicycle. It had big balloon tires, and at first, it had some kind of propulsion. The tires were not attached to the bike. They had no spokes. Somehow they stayed in place and spun anyway.

He started riding through a grassy field while telling me about the bike. He never offered to let me ride it. That was like the real John. I had to jog beside him.

I said there was no way it had a thousand horsepower.

For some reason, after a while, he had to pedal, so I guess it turned into a regular bike.

My high school was about half Jewish, and some of the Jewish guys were very competitive. Most were not competitive at all. If you befriended one of the competitive ones, you couldn’t be on the same level. You had to be above or below. John was like that. They said a lot of resentful things about other Jewish guys whose families had more money. There was a lot of competition when it came to bar mitzvah gifts.

I had another competitive friend. Ken. He tried to make valedictorian, but he was caught cheating. Got into Princeton anyway. He switched to the University of Florida because they had a short program that would give him a BS and an MD in a hurry.

Ken was miserable. One of the other Jewish kids came from a family worth hundreds of millions, and he used to tell Ken he would never be worth as much as he was. It bothered him. Ken’s father died, and Ken said his father was laughing at him from the afterlife because he would never be as successful as he had been.

Ken had his MD when he shot himself at 25. Seems like he was doing just fine in terms of worldly success.

His dad was tormented, too. Lots of money, but he was always anxious, driven, and unfulfilled, and he projected it onto Ken. When Ken said he wanted to play football, his dad said, “I’ll break your hands myself.” He had decided Ken was going to be a surgeon. He didn’t want him injuring his hands.

Anyway, I live on a farm, I wear work shorts or work jeans every day, I drive a 2016 Ford, and I love taking my wife and son to Costco for lunch. I drink XO brandy; that’s true. But it’s Kirkland XO, for $48 per fifth. An amazing bargain.

I wonder what would happen if I went to a high school reunion wearing work jeans and suspenders and proceeded to be very open about myself. “I voted for Trump three times.” “I pray in tongues every day.” “I have a law license, I was very good at law, and it was easy, but I refuse to practice.” “I carry a 10mm pistol with a laser everywhere.” “I drive a tractor and cut my own trees.” “I mow my own yard.”

“My wife believes in submission to her husband.” That would go over great. Among the divorcees and spinsters. Those fulfilled modern ladies. Living their best lives.

One girl from my school went on to become the top dog at Miami’s Planned Parenthood branch. A long time ago, they sent me an invitation to a fundraiser. I tore it in half and mailed it back.

“Come on down and help us fund tearing apart babies in the womb for selfish, irresponsible sluts in the hope of reducing the black population!” No, and I don’t thank you for asking. God will judge you.

Why would anyone assume I supported abortion? Talk about a faux pas. “We went to high school together, so I just assumed you would want to come help my organization burn a cross and lynch a black man!”

I have always hated abortion, but now that I have a son, my understanding of the evil involved is much deeper. My wife and I prayed so hard that he would be born alive and without problems. We still pray for him and bless him all the time. Like all normal parents who aren’t sick in the head, we would give our lives for him without thinking. The thought of seeing his little body torn up in a pan so his mother could look better in a bathing suit or avoid suing me for child support is as horrifying as any thought I could ever have. I would much rather see myself in that condition.

Not to defend lynching, but at least some of the victims were murderers or rapists. What crime has a baby committed other than wanting to live and be loved by his parents?

I don’t have to worry about how I would be received at a reunion because I would never to back to Miami again unless I were forced by a court. I don’t even feel comfortable in Gainesville.

It’s amazing what feminism has turned mainstream Americans into. What could make a woman proud she tore her precious, helpless baby up? It comes straight from hell. God is male, period. He expects men to lead families. He never wanted us to be ruled by women; in Isaiah, it is mentioned as a curse.

Feminist brainwashing made it challenging for me to take over as a proper patriarch. I have been indoctrinated for over 50 years. It hasn’t stopped just because I overcome it. Every day, I have to dismiss it all over again.

What if God hadn’t pulled me out of it? I might be a Will Smith. A defeated cuckold with a demonized wife who humiliates me in public. A beaten father who raised an androgynous homosexual son, along with a lesbian daughter who is considerably more masculine.

No man wants to see his seed fall to the ground and rot.

My wife tells me she will be ready to go soon. She is fasting, and she wants to be at Costco when it ends.

Who can blame her?

Your Typical American Way of Life is Destroying You

The reason we should have continued the unconstitutional banning of open carry in Florida is that we knew that if the ban were dropped, there would be chaos in the streets caused by people carrying guns openly and legally.

This is what millions of leftists told us, including leftists in open-carry states like Washington, Wisconsin, and Oregon, where no such chaos has ever developed.

It has been over two weeks since the first police departments stopped enforcing the carry ban, and here’s a comprehensive list of all the shocking incidents in which nuts used open carry to create public disturbances:

In case you weren’t paying attention, here is the list again:

Even I was overly pessimistic. I figured surely I would see a few patriots carrying openly during the first days of carry freedom, but it didn’t happen.

On the down side, the most combative, irritable element of the 2A population segment is now insisting open carry is now legal in Florida’s “prohibited places,” meaning schools, courthouses and so on.

They have a point. The law listing these places expressly refers to concealed carry permit holders, and it doesn’t even say there is a ban. It says the law doesn’t allow permit holders to carry openly or concealed in these places, and that’s not the same thing as banning it.

Weirdly, the part about open carry only mentions pistols, so I guess the door is open for some brave soul to go to a police station with a rifle on a sling.

Another interesting wrinkle: federal law also creates prohibited places, and Florida can’t override the federal ban. A federal court in a different part of the country recently held that the ban in post offices was unconstitutional, but given the way federal law is changing, I doubt that will help anyone in Florida right away.

My understanding (from not reading the opinion) is that the relevant case struck down all “federal facility” bans. Does that include military bases? You have to wonder. Soldiers can’t carry guns, but I can?

The post office ban is stupid. Nobody robs post offices. Granted, given past behavior, it might be a good idea to disarm employees preemptively, but most of the rest of us have the good sense to commit our crimes in places like banks, trailer parks, and liquor stores.

Where carrying weapons is legal.

It’s also illegal to carry a gun into an Amtrak station. First of all, who goes into an Amtrak station? Second, who robs trains? Jesse James is dead, people. “Hands up! Give me all your stale, half-eaten dinner rolls and empty Dasani bottles!”

Here’s a great law: although you can wander around in a national park armed (because many people find guns helpful when hunting) if you have to relieve yourself, you have to go behind a tree, because going into a mens’ room with a gun is a felony.

You can always leave your gun outside and hope kids don’t pick it up.

Squat on footpath so people step in it: model citizen. Sit on toilet behind locked door: felony.

All federal buildings in national parks are off-limits. I guess a lot of thought went into that law.

It’s like they just said, “We’re still stinging from the passage of the Bill of Rights, and here’s a chance to get even!”

In news which is less irrelevant to me, I keep getting wonderful revelation.

God has been teaching me a lot about holiness. I believe that most people think “holiness” means standing around with a stupid grin on your face, holding two fingers in the air and glowing like a giant lightning bug. Believe it or not, that is wrong. It just means a state of separation and dedication to God. It means you reject the world’s culture and adopt the culture of heaven, because you choose to belong to God’s family.

I used to have the feeling that holiness meant giving up everything that is enjoyable for the purpose of scoring points to get me into heaven. That is not correct, either.

Holiness removes evil spirits and curses from your life, reducing your problems and your suffering. It brings you closer to God and other Christians, increasing your blessings and making you safer.

Satan has salted our culture with poison to make us weak and corrupt and open holes so demons can enter us.

Secular entertainment, including sports, is a real problem. Even seemingly-innocent shows and songs lead to captivity. Entertainment teaches us that fornication, which God says is abomination, is fine. It tells us normal people don’t pray or acknowledge Yeshua during their daily lives. It endorses perversion and cruelty. It glamorizes violence. It promotes drug use, including the use of steroids. Those big, buff actors you’re used to seeing, who used to look like Rob Schneider, didn’t get that way from eating chicken, broccoli, and rice for two months. Wake up.

Dwayne Johnson is on steroids. Face it. Well, he was. Now he’s down about 50 pounds. He reached the age where his doctor told him to knock it off, but he continues to lie and say he didn’t take anything. He has blocked arteries, and steroids cause that.

Shia Leboeuf admits he used steroids; he went from 165 to 220 to 165. Alan Ritchson uses drugs. All sorts of movie henchmen and goons use steroids.

Arnold Schwarzenegger. Dolph Lundgren. Mickey Rourke. Dave Bautista. Even Charlie Sheen and Suzanne Somers used PED’s.

Hugh Jackman definitely used drugs to play Wolverine. He looked better at 55 than anyone reading this blog will ever look at 30 with the best regimen imaginable and no drugs.

People are calling the Rock “the pebble” now. He looks thin, like the new, de-juiced Dave Bautista. He claims he lost weight to play a role, but he’s not going to bulk up again, unless he does it briefly to “debunk” the steroid stories. He’s not going back to long-term juicing, because it could kill him.

Even reality-TV (oxymoron) personalities use drugs. Celebrity chef Robert Irvine’s biceps suddenly fell off a year or two ago. Seems like the late fifties are the magical years when every user’s doctor sits him down.

Actors are telling our kids they can have superhuman physiques by eating chicken and exercising a lot. Then kids find out it’s not true, and while they’re at the gym, they start talking to other kids who look like Ronnie Coleman, and then they start taking drugs.

Entertainment promotes torture. It really does. Goody-goody Tom Hanks tortured a suspect in a lame cop movie. Arnold Schwarzenegger tortured people. Kiefer Sutherland. Josh Brolin. Benicio del Toro. Kathleen Turner. Tommy Lee Jones. Lots of movies and shows feature torture scenes, and we’re supposed to feel good about it because it’s the good guys doing the torturing. The movies make torture, which should turn our stomachs and give us nightmares, satisfying. Just like Stanley Kubrick made rape seem funny and sexy.

Liberal actors are the best gun salesmen there are, after Barack Obama. We watch movies and then go to gun stores and buy the guns the actors held. We even buy stupid guns like the obsolete rifle Tom Selleck used in Quigley Down Under, a movie which sounds like it was named after a disease.

We decorate our guns with a skull logo that was used in Punisher movies. We buy “tactical” clothes actors wear, and we wear them to gun ranges.

You can buy a bobbed lever-action rifle like the one John Wayne used. Wayne was a draft-dodger real soldiers booed during World War II, and he never saved a town from a brutal rancher, but we still like that Italian-made tribute rifle.

It’s a third-rate weapon. Low capacity, low velocity, relatively inaccurate, and slow to cycle. Doesn’t matter.

Sensible gun owners use guns to hunt and to defend life. They teach others to be responsible and humane. Gun owners under the influence of Hollywood are participating in a dangerous form of demon cosplay. They secretly hope for a chance to put their toys and skills to the test on human beings.

Name something bad. Entertainment promotes it successfully. Witchcraft. Socialism. Feminism. Stealing. The murder of the unborn.

PG-rated entertainment and even news sites are gateways to porn compulsions. I could go on about other things entertainment leads to, and I have, in other posts.

Holiness also means dropping people who pull you away from God.

The word says we should not be unequally yoked. People think this is just about marriage. It’s not. It’s about everything. Friendship. Business. Everything.

A friend of mine started a business with some nominal Christians who were, frankly, creeps. I knew it was a bad idea. He thought it would make him rich. He made excuses for them. He gave the business a name that made it sound like it had something to do with God.

His partners undermined him. They let employees walk on him. They overruled his good ideas. They pretty much killed the business. They finally drove him out. He had wasted years of his life.

Now he’s trying his hand at construction, which is something he knew nothing about three years ago. He had a nominal-Christian buddy who was going to teach him everything.

The buddy connected him with irresponsible trash typical of the subcontractor breed. He let him get into pickles that caused great expense and delay. A house that was supposed to be built in a few months is now in its third year, and it’s a mess. I don’t think anyone will buy it unless they want to raze it and use the lot. He should have built and sold several houses by now. He hasn’t seen a dollar in profit.

Say you take three years to build a house, you spend $100,000, and your profit is $150,000. Sounds like you won, but you were supposed to build 5 houses during that time and make $1,000,000 in profit.

When I worked with unbelievers and nominal Christians, they sabotaged and blackballed me right and left. My dad’s partner cheated me. His other partner got us to buy a new building and then got suspended for doing drugs and sleeping with strippers. My first boss in the field of law tried to cheat me and then broke his promise to give me a permanent job. A friend he recommended me to cheated me. When I was a writer, editors gave other people things they promised me. My own family cheats me on my inheritance.

I even got demoted while working in a bar, so a thief could take my place.

When you work with dark-siders, they abuse you, and they also pressure you to do things the devil’s way. You shouldn’t get involved with them in the first place.

If you’re letting demons in with things that seem innocent, it will lead to bondages that clearly are not innocent. Netflix will lead to porn and fornication. News sites can lead to rage. Satan’s kingdom is like a nail. If you let the small, sharp end in, the big fat end will follow.

Demons don’t just do one thing. A spirit that causes anger may also cause health problems. A spirit of pornography may curse your finances. Procrastination can cause high blood pressure because of stress. You won’t necessarily know which ungodly behaviors cause which problems.

Demons are like squatters. Have you noticed how squatters behave? They’re under the influence of demons. They don’t just occupy homes. They tear them up, for no reason. They rip out walls and break windows, even though they live in the houses. To a demon, your body is a house that belongs to someone else.

If you give up evil people and secular entertainment (including sports), and you minimize your exposure to the news, you and your family will be safe. Fewer demons will be able to get at you. Your exposure to troublesome people will be diminished. God will be closer to you. Things will get better, even as they get worse for others.

This is what holiness really means.

This should be obvious, but preachers don’t teach it. Most of them just want your money or a nice secure job. They don’t receive revelation. No one taught them, either. I had to learn these things directly from God because preachers were nothing but parasites to me.

My involvement with preachers was unequal yoking. Think about that. The thing that was supposed to help me.

No wonder God hates bad preachers so much.

My son will hear good things from me. I will introduce him to the Holy Spirit, and after that, if my son chooses, the Holy Spirit will finish teaching him and correct mistakes I’ve made.

This will be helpful to you if you give it a try. I’ve put it out there. I can’t do much more.

If You Find This Post Distressing, Blame the Jews

If the rapture doesn’t come soon, I don’t know how Christians will be able to stand living in this world.

Conservatives and Christians are now spewing lies about the Charlie Kirk assassination. Nominal Christians, anyway. No one who listens to the Holy Spirit is fooled by kooky conspiracy theories.

The thing about this that irks me the most is seeing people praise the liars while claiming God’s authority. God didn’t tell you to agree with demonized nuts who say Israel, the FBI, Charlie Kirk’s bodyguards, or anyone other than a Mormon homosexual named Tyler Robinson shot Charlie Kirk.

The chaos is amazing. How are you going to know who to point your AR-15 with Punisher skulls on the magazine at if you can’t even agree on a scapegoat? Are you going to shoot Netanyahu? Are you going to shoot Kash Patel? Figure it out. You’re bringing shame on nutcases everywhere.

I just saw a video by a conservative gun enthusiast. The kind of person who, one would guess, thinks he and his militia buddies are going to fix America for Christ. He and his followers are suggesting the assassination was an inside job because–get this–it looks like some of the bodyguards were wearing AI glasses.

Well. If that’s not proof, I don’t know what is.

They’re saying the people around Kirk were laughing after he got shot. One says Kirk was waving his arm, trying to run things. Another says nobody put pressure on the wound.

Charlie Kirk was shot with a .30-06. The cowardly liberal pervert who shot him used a rifle his grandfather used on deer. The .30-06 is a very powerful round. It’s supposed to blow flesh apart permanently on its way through bodies, causing so much blood loss or other damage the victim is incapacitated as soon as possible.

A hunting round from a .30-06 doesn’t just pass through flesh, leaving a long, thin hole. It tears things up. Hunting rounds are made to expand and/or break up. They’re made to be destructive.

Kirk was shot in the neck, which contains things like the spinal column, spinal cord, jugular veins, trachea, and carotid arteries. These are things we need in order to remain alive and conscious. When the bullet hit him, the flesh around it blew outward around the axis of travel, ripping things up and sending hydrostatic shock into every part of his neck.

He was almost certainly dead as soon as he was struck. They rushed him to a hospital because that’s what you do when someone is shot. They didn’t think he was going to make it. He wasn’t conscious and giving them guidance.

If they didn’t put pressure on the wound, which probably is not true, it would likely indicate they could see he was dead. I’ve seen the footage that supposedly proves there was no pressure, and it is completely impossible to tell whether pressure was applied.

I can’t figure out why anyone would think AI glasses were somehow evidence that Kirk’s team wanted him dead. I’m also amazed that anyone over the age of three seriously thinks these people would have him shot from over a hundred yards, with a cheap surplus rifle with a badly-mounted scope.

The shooter nearly missed. He wasn’t shooting for the side of Kirk’s neck. He was shooting at the center of his chest. No serious assassin takes a risky shot when he can take an easier one. Lying in a prone position, which is the best way to shoot, with plenty of time, Tyler Robinson hit Kirk about 10″ from his most likely point of aim.

The gun used was a poverty gun. Military surplus, made by unmotivated Russian Communists. The scope was mounted badly. It belonged to the killer’s grandfather, who probably paid under a hundred dollars for it before adding a scope and synthetic stock. It was probably something like a 7-MOA gun, meaning it could be counted on to shoot groups about 7″ wide at 100 yards, so more like 10″ at the range at which Kirk was shot. It was not a skilled assassin’s weapon of choice. A $500 AR-15 would have been a lot better.

Check out the deranged comments.

They wanted Charlie dead. He was reaching the youth. He changed people’s hearts and minds. He was a threat to the shadow government!

At this point it is completely obvious that this wasn’t just an assassination, but a professional hit job.

This whole situation smells like a CIA hit. I think the kid who supposedly shot Charlie was a scape goat.

I think he is still alive. It was a setup. Nothing is adding up.

Clear as day they weren’t helping Charlie; but they were tampering with evidence!

The fact that a head of a certain country made 2 videos, within 72 hours, denouncing any knowledge or responsibility in the situation is pretty much the biggest red flag ever!

The guys are smiling because they are activating a secret trapdoor that was under his chair. That blood looked like it was a movie prop burst. I have had a suspicion that he’s alive and that was a dummy that was switched when the security is over him. They handed off a key to that door. Why else are they pouring concrete all around the spot? Israel wanted him dead and so he had to die before they actually killed him.

I rebuke these lies and bind these people to come out with the whole truth.

This assassination is one of the clearest-cut cases of leftist-pervert gun-barrel activism in history. The killer confessed to more than one person. He confessed in writing. His own parents turned him in. He was captured by multiple security cameras. We have the gun. We have the bullet. His dress-wearing XY girlfriend is cooperating with the police.

Even if he had walked up to Kirk in front of the crowd and killed him with a hatchet to the forehead, the demon whisperers would still be spouting their theories.

I want OUT of this place. It was bad enough when everyone on the left was insane. Now the friendlies are wigging out, and they can’t even form a consensus, so I assume they’ll be turning on each other as well as the innocent.

My own relatives have gone nuts.

I remember realizing how unhinged my aunt had become. I was in Singapore at the airport, after a fantastic vacation with my wife, waiting for a flight home. It was after midnight. My aunt called to talk about a property we own in common. I told her it wasn’t a good time because of the circumstances.

She went off on me, demanding to know who goes on vacation in November. She was furious. I couldn’t believe it.

Called me another time about family business, and I told her she needed to start selling things instead of trying to maintain a decaying real estate memorial to my long-forgotten grandparents. She had no idea I was married. Started telling me she had more stuff than I did, as though that excused incompetence. She said I had nothing but “maybe a sorry dog.”

She has apparently forgotten losing her composure and saying nutty, hostile things to me, because the other day, she sent me a text asking if I thought democracy was going to survive. As though we were on cordial terms. I politely declined to discuss it.

I don’t want her in my life as social or even business contact. She is too far gone. I don’t hold onto abusers any more. Blood isn’t really thicker than water. I dream of the day when the last bit of real estate will be sold.

Now she goes on Facebook and posts wacky memes comparing Trump to Hitler and so on.

Hitler sent special trucks around to force Jews to breathe carbon monoxide. He invaded neighboring countries and stole their treasures. He had doctors investigate the cheapest ways to castrate Jewish men and men with mental issues.

Trump is a little different. He’s working to get rid of illegal aliens, bring peace to the world, restore free speech, and make federal laws and regulations sensible. The Hitler analogy is just a bit over the top, except to crazy people who listen to demons all day.

We used to have a great relationship. We laughed and talked together. She was a junior high principal, entrusted with looking after people’s children. Then the apocalypse virus destroyed her sanity.

I have a second cousin about my aunt’s age. Nicest lady you would ever want to meet. At least in the past. Now she’s right in there with my aunt. Check out this masterpiece of delusion she posted on Facebook.

My mother loved her. My other aunts loved her. What happened to her personality? Wait. I know. The Israelis stole her brain and replaced it.

I’ve had it. I want the rapture to come before it gets worse. Maybe you know what I always say: if it’s this crazy now, what will it be like in 6 months?

Last night my wife and I were talking in our big, comfortable bed. Our beautiful, charming, intelligent baby son was lying between us. I started talking about our lives. I started asking if she could even understand how blessed we were. It is something that continually amazes me. God has been so good to us, and I am not good.

We marveled at our situation. Paired up by the Holy Spirit. In strong agreement about nearly everything. Set aside in a peaceful area dominated by conservative Christians who are patient, kind, and full of love, unlike people in Miami or the white ghetto known as Eastern Kentucky. Healthy. Blissfully unemployed. Close to God. Constantly receiving astonishing, helpful Holy Spirit revelation.

On the other hand, all over America, people are going so crazy it’s a wonder they don’t need diapers and spit masks. They are furious at each other over nothing. Leftists are so mad they are quite willing to murder us and our children in the streets, and some conservatives are no better. People live with overwhelming anger and worry, but we are insulated in our cozy little cocoon.

It’s like we’re riding a monorail through Jurassic Park at feeding time!

I don’t know how I would live if I had to be on a quarter of an acre in a blue suburb, or if I were a Jew. Jews need to wake up and move to Israel or far-right counties before it’s too late. Jew-hatred is now treated like a legitimate, acceptable political point of view. It has been mainstreamed.

Candace Owens is getting rich from Youtube, Twitter, and Instagram checks. Youtube and Instagram are run by liberals, and the guy who started Facebook, which owns Instagram, is a Jew! How weird is that?

Anyway, Charlie Kirk was murdered by a lone sodomite, so try not to get worked up by conspiracy theorists.

Welcome to Nonbinary Day Care, Little Tyler Routh Mangione

My baby son grew up this week. He is now 47.

Three big things have happened.

1. His crawl speed has increased by about 300%.

2. He tried to climb up our stairs.

3. We are pretty sure he was trying to say “Dad” in the car yesterday.

All of this took place over about two days. I don’t know what’s with this kid.

Yesterday, I planned to have a pleasant day of testing country ham and procrastinating, but I had to go to Walmart get a baby gate and a real playpen. It couldn’t wait until today.

The crawling thing was a shock. I used to be able to put him on the floor and come back and find him pretty close to the same location. Now we get–literally–two seconds before he drops the clutch and crawls completely out of the room. For the first time, if he is on the loose, we may not know where he is.

When we’re on the bed together, I have to grab one foot of his romper and hold it, because he may launch himself like a Trident missile to get at the stuff on my night table. He may also launch himself over the side completely, head first.

There is no warning at all when he takes off. Suddenly, he’s somewhere else.

I don’t know how anyone can crawl quickly. It’s hard on the limbs.

When I hold him by his romper, he keeps groaning and straining. He never looks back to see what the problem is.

My wife found him at the bottom of the rec room stairs, pawing at things I had left on them because I was too lazy to move them all the way to the second story. She had to move everything away from him.

Now when I receive .22 ammunition to try out, I’ll have to take it all the way to the storage room. Otherwise, he’ll turn himself into a human magazine.

On the way home from the trip to get the gate and playpen, he started saying, “Da da da da da da DA!” I have been trying to teach him to say “Dad.” I touch my chest and say, “Dad! Dad! Dad! Dad!” He thinks it’s wonderful. It appears he is trying to imitate me.

My wife says she thinks it’s great because she’s a patriarchist.

If only a feminist would come, deprogram her, and save her from happiness. She, too, could have 7 cats named after famous socialists and witches, an apartment all to herself and a fatherless son, dated Seventies rainbow hair, and a bellyful of Zoloft, Klonopin, semaglutide, and fattening bagged organic snacks from Trader Joe’s.

Putting a gate on the rec room stairs may be hard because we have a high baseboard. I bought something anyway, and I’ll see if it fits.

Playpens are now called “playards.” It’s not a real word, it makes no sense, and it looks stupid. When I saw it, I smelled wokitude.

Turns out I was right. Evidently, suggesting a child can be put in a pen is non-woke, microaggressive, and extremely hurtful. In the view of utter pinheads.

A playpen is nothing like a yard.

I call it what it is: a playpen. I will always call it that unless I can come up with something that invokes colonialism and manspreading.

Why do young people have to opt for idiocy every time? Is there anything millennials can’t ruin?

We already had a playpen for him, but it was no good, because it wasn’t a real playpen. It was a bassinet. The mattress can be lowered close to the floor, so that supposedly makes it a playpen. No; it’s just a weird bassinet. It’s small, and he can’t be expected to learn to walk on a foam pad.

I wonder when they’re going to come up with a new word for “diaper.” Maybe “pooyard.”

“I was chestfeeding little Lenin Snoqualmie when I realized zhey needed a fresh, sustainable, gender-neutral, tuck-friendly, soy fiber pooyard.”

This brings me to disturbing woke baby names. My buddy Mike already has granddaughters named Fern and Wren. I am not kidding. A boy is on the way. This was Mike’s chance for a normal name.

I won’t give you time to brace. They chose “Oak.”

Fern, Wren, and Oak. Where is Christopher Robin?

I almost miss the days when all liberals named their kids Dylan.

Oak isn’t a name. I don’t care if there have been people named Oak. There have been people named Raspberry and Osprey. Doesn’t mean these are real names.

Here is his future:

1. “Could you repeat that for me? Again?”

2. “Class, I thought I told you to stop throwing Oak on the ant pile.”

3. “Is it okay if I call you by your middle name?”

4. “Honey, I’m just not comfortable with ‘Oak, Junior.’ Let’s pick something else.”

I hope he’s big and strong, because he will need to be. A boy named Oak.

They gave him three names plus a surname, and only one is normal. Unfortunately, the normal name is sexually ambiguous. By design? Wouldn’t surprise me.

You have to give a kid an escape hatch unless you like putting cold washcloths on black eyes.

It was predictable that they wouldn’t consider “Michael,” even after all the things Mike has done for them and paid for. It fits in perfectly with all the things I have heard about them.

My understanding is that his son is a very smart and talented young man and an extremely conscientious and dedicated father. Mike says he is very concerned about morality and tries to improve himself. He appears to have a blind spot in one area, though.

Seems like an undeserved slap in the face to me, but what do I know? Mike would have been on cloud nine, but never mind. I would have loved to hear they named the baby after him.

I would have given my son my dad’s name, but because of my dysfunctional upbringing, hearing it makes my blood pressure spike. It’s like I’m a baby sparrow in the nest, and my dad’s name is the shadow of a hawk flying over. I gave my son my grandfather’s name, and I told my wife we should give the next one her dad’s name.

She rejected that, however, because he did not behave all that well in life. She has demoted him to middle-name status.

Christians name children to honor older people they know, or Biblical figures. Leftists name children to one-up other leftist parents.

Leftist 1: Our son has an Algonquin Indian name.

Leftist 2: Be better. My unassigned offspring has a sub-Saharan click-language name.

Leftist 3: How 2020 of both of you. We chose “Sinwar Bud Light Luigi.”

Is the last-names-first fad over with? Are leftists still naming their daughters awful things like Wilson and Flannery?

I am not in love with my first name, but it’s not bad, and at least it’s a name. It’s much more dignified than I am, so that’s a win.

“Tyler” is probably trending among leftists right now.

I think I should take a page from an old Bloom County strip and name a son Trump T. Trump. Or Reagan T. Trump.

It’s startling to see a baby make sudden leaps in development. Of course, it’s encouraging, but it also reminds me he will only be a baby once. When babyhood is gone, it’s gone. It has to be savored while it lasts.

We will try to teach him to have a little gratitude and respect instead of criticizing and putting us on trial every day of his adult life while expecting us to support him and do things for him well into his thirties. I hope it works, because I have seen what happens when it doesn’t.

Things are just about ideal here. My son is a joy. My wife and I love each other; we are more like parts of each other than separate beings. God’s presence comes to us over and over. Our area is peaceful. We lack for nothing.

Everyone was miserable back in 2020, but we both loved it. Then we found each other in 2021, and while a lot of people were worrying and being held prisoner in their own homes by Democrat governors, we were having long video calls, praying together, getting married on Zoom, and flying to exotic destinations to be with each other. Every year has been better than the last. As happy as we were with just each other, we are even happier now that we have a baby, and we expect every new baby to make us happier still.

God keeps giving us correction, and I believe anyone who keeps receiving and applying his correction will find that his life gets more pleasant as years pass. I am optimistic because I have a loving benefactor who is patient, eager to bless, and slow to punish. He has been right about everything.

Today we will be taking the baby to the dermatologist for a followup, and then we plan to go to our favorite restaurant: Costco. We hope to be home when the anniversary ring I bought my wife comes back from being resized.

If you’re not happy, keep asking God to tell what you’re doing wrong. It worked for the ancient Jews, and it is certainly working for us. God loves you as much as anyone else, so he is ready to start when you are.

You’ll Need the Official Hat and Shirt

I need to stop looking at the news. My general rule is to avoid it. Sometimes people tell me about stories, though, and occasionally, I see something I feel I need to look into. When Charlie Kirk was murdered by a liberal Mormon boy who cohabitated with a homosexual transvestite, I looked at a number of stories.

I am cutting back again, but I still heard about Ryder Corral, a sloppy, spoiled leftist baby man who trampled the objects set out as a tribute to Kirk in front of the offices of Turning Point USA. He did this in front of Fox News cameras along with a crowd of conservative and Christian mourners, one of whom slung him to the ground and put a stop to his antics.

Corral was wearing a shirt featuring the same design the coward Tyler Robinson wore when he shot Charlie Kirk with a deer rifle in front of his young wife and two small children. The design shows a flying eagle in front of our flag, along with the words “Land of the Free Home of the Brave.”

Pretty ironic, on the front of a sadistic, chickenhearted leftist punk who shot a man for exercising his freedom.

I would guess Robinson picked that shirt so he would look like a harmless conservative as he moved around the campus of the university where he shot Kirk.

Corral’s infantile rampage isn’t the big story. I don’t think people realize this. His shirt is the story.

Kirk had his neck blown apart on September 10. Corral threw his sociopathic tantrum on September 15. He already had the shirt. How did he get it so fast?

Sick leftists are selling copies of the shirt online. That’s how Corral got his shirt. In order for him to have it to wear on September 15, he must have ordered it no later than September 13. That’s how quickly Democrats seized on the opportunity to celebrate a brutal, bloody, public murder.

Today I Googled, and I found all sorts of ads for Tyler Robinson shirts. I took some screenshots on my phone, and I will show them to you now.

For a while, you could buy them on Walmart’s site.

This isn’t the first time this has happened during the last year. When another leftist coward, Luigi Mangione, shot down an insurance executive, other leftists lined up to buy hats identified with a video game character named Luigi. They wear them at their events. Not a few of them. Many of them.

If you don’t understand that America is in a very bad state, you need to wake up. Stop comparing today to yesterday. Compare it to the 20th century.

Imagine it’s 1963. John Kennedy’s brains have just been scrubbed off the car he was riding in when a communist shot them out of his head. Then imagine seeing people walking around in hats and shirts celebrating Lee Harvey Oswald.

Imagine it’s 1981. President Reagan is still hospitalized after being shot by a lunatic who thought it would impress an actress. Then imagine seeing people wearing T-shirts with the assassin’s picture on them.

We are going to have a civil war. Leftists will not leave it alone. For all their “coexist” bumper stickers and lying about peace, they are going to keep tormenting the rest of us until there is a nationwide reaction.

While I was taking a shooting class (not a killing class or militia preparation class), one of my instructors said something to us about how people were going to have to rise up and do something about America’s situation. He was talking about going to war.

There are a lot of problems with his thinking. One big one is that he’s talking about a war that can’t be won.

In order to truly win a war, you have to have a sane enemy, or at least one whose sanity can be restored. Otherwise, after the battles are over, you have to occupy his territory forever. A sane enemy will come around and let things drop. The Japanese, Austrians, and Germans were vicious and disgusting, but they made peace with us because the demons that motivated them were not told to keep going. American leftists are ruled by apocalyptic demons, sent to figuratively raise hell until after the tribulation. They are not going to stand down.

Another problem: there can be no front. Even in states that are fairly politically pure, the population is mixed. We work alongside lefists. They sit around dinner tables with us. They are our groomsmen and maids of honor. Our close relatives. They’re not going to show up as a separate force at a clearly-defined border. Americans will be killing each other all over the place, and they will be sneaky about it, just like the Viet Cong. You’ll be sitting at Five Guys, and an IED will go off. You’ll be gassing up your car, and an Eagle Scout wearing a Tyler Robinson shirt will shoot you from cover.

People we associate with all the time will become hidden dangers. It’s very difficult to deal with that kind of enemy.

There are potential killers and their helpers all around you. You don’t know they’re against you. You may find out who they are one day.

My buddy Mike posted something nice about Charlie Kirk on Facebook, and one of his “friends” excoriated him and spewed the usual lies about Kirk. Then she went after Kirk’s children. Look:

His daughter is three, and his son is one.

Aren’t women supposed to be child nurturers? Did I imagine that?

There is no military solution to the problem. We can’t put a third or half of our population in prison. We can’t occupy every big city. We can’t bomb them; they live in our houses.

America had a civil war a century and a half ago, and we have pretty much gotten over it, but it was different. Americans weren’t insane. They were divided by their opinions on important issues, but they never felt the people on the other side didn’t deserve to exist.

Leftists believe people like Charlie Kirk and me should not be allowed to exist. We should not have jobs. We should not be allowed to speak. No one should be able to see or hear us.

This is a common thread with Satan’s children. They don’t just want to win. They want their victims to cease to exist, and they want it to look like they never existed. This is why God would not let the Jews cremate their dead, and it’s why the Nazis used cremation to get rid of their bodies.

In the supernatural world, one of the worst types of harm is to have your name and memory blotted out. This is why some religious Jews call Yeshua “YESHU,” which is an initialism for, “May his name and memory be blotted out forever.” The problem for leftists isn’t just that we exist; it’s that we ever existed in the past.

Ryder Corral’s sick actions show that demons still want to erase the memory of those who oppose Satan. Charlie Kirk is dead, and his work will not continue. That should be sufficient to satisfy leftists, but it’s not. The demons are furious that people remember him. The memorial display Corral and his demons attacked is a reminder Satan can’t stand.

The thing that makes you Satan’s child is to have a character similar to Satan’s. Satan wants all the attention, because he’s like a gay man who wants to be the queen bee; the only Cher impersonator at the party. It enrages him that people even know who Yeshua is. His children are enraged that people know who Charlie Kirk was.

A man in Colorado put up a display honoring Kirk. He put a banner on his fence. A cowardly leftist came in the night, burned the banner, and threw a rock through his car’s rear windshield. Anyone who expresses sympathy for Kirk in public will make cowardly enemies.

In 2017, God told me the hatred that would drive leftists and pagans to murder us was already here, and increasingly, we see it manifesting. It’s so strong, it has even united homosexuals with Muslims who murder them. Satan’s children are like billions of rocks in billions of slingshots, pulled back and waiting to be released.

There is nothing we can do to prevent the final conflict or prevent them from taking over. It has been prophesied. We can do little things here and there to protect ourselves, but the earthly war is lost. There is no remedy for the world, but individuals can draw close to God and get protection. They can be isolated from the world and set aside in relatively friendly areas. They can learn to pray and do battle in the supernatural realm.

There is no reason to feel doomed. That’s not for us. It’s for them. Leftists will only with in the natural realm, on a macroscopic scale. We will have complete victory in the supernatural realm, and eventually, we will see a world without leftists, paganism, war, and hatred. A world of peace and love, and not just the false kind we read about in stickers on the backs of hybrid cars.

You know people who, right now, are willing to kill you. I mean people who are friendly now. You’ll find out about them soon enough. You need to separate yourself from them as much as you can. You need to get away from their culture. There is no point in building bridges God is going to burn.

Last night, I told my wife I had seen a lot of disaster movies, but it was really something, finding myself living in one. I said the end of civilization was quite a spectacle. A rare experience, since it only happens once.

Well…twice, if you count the flood.

A Firearm is Nothing to be Ashamed of

Two days after Charlie Kirk was shot, I have learned I am now allowed to carry a firearm–not just a pistol–openly in at least 32 Florida counties. The relevant court ruling was published on the day of the shooting.

That is certainly interesting.

For a long time, I have suspected that God has chosen to allow Americans to arm themselves. Gun rights have been expanding, and it seems inexplicable to me, absent a supernatural explanation.

Why would God support the proliferation and carry of firearms? I don’t know, but I can make guesses.

1. There are a lot of people here who aren’t doing a great job of receiving God’s direct protection, but he would still like to give them a chance against those who hate Christians and Jews.

2. The tribulation is coming, one of the features will be bloodshed, and the weapons the raptured leave behind, along with those possessed by others, will facilitate it.

People say Florida is a gun-friendly state, and overall, I believe that is correct, but when it comes to open carry, we have lagged behind fierce right-wing strongholds like Washington and Delaware. In fact, Florida was so backward (Or is it forward?), we were in a 4-state group along with California, Illinois, and New York. Right there with us: the crime-free paradise known as the District of Columbia.

How did we get to open carry so quickly?

A local political candidate named Stan McDaniels decided to stand beside a busy road, waving a copy of the Constitution while carrying a pistol that was clearly visible. He was trying to pick a legal fight, and he succeeded. He was arrested and prosecuted. This happened in Escambia County, in the panhandle. About as blue as a ripe tomato.

He said he wanted to take the issue to the United States Supreme Court, but that was never necessary. The Supreme Court doesn’t block open carry. Florida legislators and courts are the problem.

McDaniels was convicted and sentenced, and following his own plan, he appealed. The First District Court of Appeal ruled in his favor, and our Attorney General is not going to fight. In fact, he is thrilled.

Imagine where we would be if DeSantis had lost the election to Andrew Gillum, the homosexual pervert who was found unconscious, naked, and lying in vomit in a hotel room where he and two other homosexuals went, along with performance drugs (Trimix) homosexuals inject into their penises. Imagine the kind of attorney general we would have.

It’s embarrassing for a lawyer to admit, but I am somewhat confused about the law’s status at the moment. I never practiced much in state courts. Let’s see if I can unravel this. My legal opinion is worth what you’re paying for it, so don’t trust me.

Based on a 1991 Florida Supreme Court decision (Pardo), where there is no conflict among circuits, a ruling by one DCA is applicable to lower courts (trial courts) statewide. If there is a conflict, however, a trial court adheres to the position of the appeal court in its circuit.

The McDaniels ruling does not conflict with any other DCA rulings. Unbelievably, it was a case of first impression. What has the NRA been doing with our money all these years?

Conclusion: open carry is now legal everywhere in Florida. Problem: some jurisdictions are waiting for the decision to be finalized, so liberal counties may continue arresting people. That means the only people who can exhale with confidence are within the 1st DCA’s jurisdictional area.

The state has a certain amount of time to appeal the decision. That’s not going to happen. When the period lapses, the law will be binding on every trial court in Florida, with no weasel room for blue counties.

Could there still be a conflict eventually? I guess so. Maybe there are cases currently on appeal in other districts.

I believe these cases would have to be in the appeal process right now, since trial courts can’t send new ones up. They have to dismiss.

The 1st DCA has direct jurisdiction over 32 counties, and sadly, I’m not in one.

My sheriff has proclaimed he will not enforce the open-carry law, and so has the relevant city PD, so now I can go to Walmart with an AK slung over my shoulder if I am so inclined. Unless Walmart posts a sign, in which case they have the legal authority to make me put my gun back in my car. Regardless of the ruling, private citizens and companies have the power to ban guns on their property and thereby offend all sorts of people who like exercising a critical civil right.

Can they ban open carry while permitting concealed carry? I don’t know. If you can ban tank tops, I guess you can ban open carry.

You can tell I’m happy about the ruling. Because I want to display a rifle at Walmart? No. Open carry has an obvious drawback. It has a deterrent effect, but it would put me in a position where I would have to be extremely attentive to my surroundings in order to keep criminals from trying to take my gun. It also disturbs snowbirds and yankee transplants needlessly.

When I carry in a front pocket, I make it very difficult for a criminal to figure out I have a gun, and I also make it hard for them to take. They can’t just stroll by and snatch it.

The Second Amendment is crippled when open carry is banned, because the founders expected us to be able to carry military-grade firearms, suitable for militia service, in public. That means long guns. You can’t conceal a rifle, and Florida’s concealed-carry laws banned concealed rifles anyway.

I’m happy about the ruling because there are many situations in which open carry is appropriate, helpful, and/or important. I’m also happy because a dumb and highly technical law is a bear trap for well-intended citizens who should not be turned into felons because they’re not great at parsing statutes.

The open-carry law has been used as a tool to persecute good people who didn’t think they were doing anything illegal. It was a “gotcha” law. We shouldn’t have laws like that.

I may have violated the open carry law, and I’m an attorney. Open carry is legal on private property. I may have carried openly, illegally, while mowing my yard. In the past, I thought a little strip of property outside my fence belonged to me, and I may have carried while mowing it. That would have been a felony, because I later found out the land belonged to a neighbor.

A neighbor on another side voted for Biden, so he and his wife can’t be trusted to respect my civil rights. What if one of them had seen me out front with a Glock 20 in a Miami Special shoulder holster?

The practical answer is: nothing. My sheriff would have laughed at them if they had called, and no local prosecutor would have gone forward with the case had I been arrested. But I would have been guilty. There are 23 million people in Florida, not all are in sane counties, and even if I was in no danger, other people surely did the same kind of thing, and they could have ended up in the hoosegow.

Although my county is outside the sweet zone for now, because my sheriff and the biggest city police department have already proclaimed their intention to ignore open carry offenses, I am covered, at least in unincorporated areas and the largest metro area. I don’t know what the cops in the tiny towns and cities will do, but it seems safe to guess nearly all of them will go along.

There are only two other town departments here. One is currently letting the sheriff handle law enforcement, so no problems there. The other serves the town where I buy groceries most of the time. I have carried big knives openly there, because this has never been banned. No one cared. I would guess the police department is so small, they don’t think much about press releases regarding changes in the law.

It is interesting that the open-carry law applied to guns but not knives. A big knife is extremely dangerous in a crowded place.

I have been inconsistent, carrying a gun in my pocket and a knife visibly. I wasn’t very concerned about having the knife taken. I live on a farm, and a sheath knife is much more convenient than a folding knife, so I like carrying one. I didn’t think of sheath knives primarily as weapons, but that’s what knives are, regardless of the intended use.

The State’s Attorney’s Office for my county has not issued a statement about open carry yet, but I think I can guess where he’ll come down, assuming he wants to stay in office.

I don’t plan to carry openly, but smart people make some effort to know the law. I might need to carry openly some day, so I should know the law beforehand instead of Googling feverishly under stress.

If there is a funny side to all this, it is that some blue counties got caught in the ruling directly because they are 1st-DCA counties. The county to my north, Alachua, is home to the University of Florida, and it is heavily infected with the woke mind virus. I would guess dramatic performances are in the works. Maybe students and employees will splatter themselves with organic non-GMO ketchup and lie down in groups.

Gadsden County is overwhelmingly black and liberal, and it is also under the 1st DCA’s jurisdiction. Florida State University and our capital are in Leon County, and it is also suffering from the blue flu.

I feel like making predictions. I think that if I go to any big store this week, I will see somebody carrying openly. I think very, very few people will do it. Mainly isolated activists who feel like celebrating.

Will our new freedom result in a crime surge, as liberals are surely predicting? Of course it will, because the ban completely prevented criminals from carrying openly while shooting people, and every state that has open carry is like Mosul on a bad day. Not.

It may help some criminals plan, and there will surely be guns snatched from foolish people who carry behind their backs and so on, but overall, it will reduce crime. That’s my prediction.

The knowledge that some civilians carry concealed weapons does a certain amount to discourage crime, but criminals are generally stupid and impulsive, so some need a stronger hint. I think seeing people carrying weapons will put the fear of God (or at least Gaston Glock) into many of them.

I doubt Florida will start to look like Somalia, with shiny rifles on display everywhere. Normal states that already had open carry don’t have this issue.

The ruling was handed down by a male judge and two girls. I wonder what feminists are saying about them today. I know many are busy celebrating the murder of Charlie Kirk in front of his wife and small children, so they may not have noticed the ruling.

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I thought I was right when I said the McDaniels case was a case of first impression, meaning the issue of whether Florida’s open carry ban is unconstitutional had never been considered by a Florida court. Was I right? I’m trying to decide. It comes down to hair-splitting; the reason lawyers have to go to school.

I have since learned that a 2017 Florida Supreme Court case, Norman v. State, held that the open carry ban did not violate the US or Florida constitutions. But there is a twist.

Norman was decided before the US Supreme Court’s ruling in Bruen. In that case, the court did away with a balancing test that was used in Norman. The McDaniels panel referred to this in its opinion. No balancing test, no ban.

So is the McDaniels case a case of first impression or not? The issue of the constitutionality of the ban has been considered before, but the issue of the ban’s constitutionality in view of Bruen has not. Far as I know. If you want a solid answer based on serious research, pay me.

It looks like I was wrong to think McDaniels was a case of first impression because the constitutionality of the ban had already been confirmed, but it’s still a case of first impression because it considers the issue of whether Bruen invalidated Norman. Different issue.

Gun-unfriendly counties outside the 1st DCA’s geographical area are now claiming there is a conflict between the circuits, because the 4th DCA, which decided Norman, upheld the ban. That seems disingenuous (lawyer talk for “dishonest”) to me.

The definition of the term “first impression” seems to be under attack.

I always say this: a law doesn’t mean anything until a court decides what it means. Most laymen don’t know this. If Congress passes a law saying it’s illegal to pick your nose in church, and a federal judge in Chicken Bend, Arkansas, says it really means you can’t open your gifts on Christmas Eve, it means you can’t open your gifts on Christmas Eve, within the court’s geographical jurisdiction. At least until a higher court disagrees.

Courts have been known to misconstrue laws on purpose, in bad faith. This is why there were two Brown v. Board of Education cases. The holding in the first forced Southern states to implement desegregation “with all deliberate speed,” and dishonest judges pretended that meant “very slowly.” The second case cleared this up.

Courts misconstrue laws on purpose, and so do prosecutors and the police. I think the counties that reject McDaniels are out of order.

In any case, it’s the law right now in the 32 counties under the 1st DCA’s jurisdiction, and it will remain so unless other jurisdictions manage to find a way to generate a conflict and get it before the Florida Supreme Court. Even then, it looks like it will probably be affirmed.