America’s Real God is Coming After You

I am looking at the news too much.

Today I looked at a couple of things. I saw extraordinary injustice and insanity, coming from leftists. I’ll mention a couple of examples.

First, Biden has appointed the partner of one of his son’s lawyers to a DOJ position in which he will have a supervisory role in the investigation of his son’s possible crimes. If you know anything about legal ethics, you know this is bad. It would be very bad in civil litigation among private parties. It’s even worse when the government does things like this in connection with criminal cases involving a president’s son. Because of the impracticality of banning this kind of thing, there are complicated rules about walling attorneys who might collude improperly off from each other. These rules rely on the honor of the attorneys involved. It’s not a great system. What Biden did smells. I predict the investigators will make findings consistent with Hunter Biden’s wildest dreams.

Second, I read about a California teacher who wrote an opinion piece saying a photo of Bernie Sanders wearing a winter coat and mittens was proof of white privilege. He was photographed at the inauguration. Her reasoning goes like this: because Sanders is white, it’s okay for him to wear casual winter clothing at an important political event.

It was sickening to read. It’s a taste of my future. If I mind my own business, it doesn’t matter. If I help black people, it doesn’t matter. I’ve already been convicted. A pretext will be fabricated later. Sanders, a champion of hysterical racist victimhood proponents, is being tried over mittens. For me, it may be socks, a hat (we’ve already seen that), or what I ate for dinner one night. Eventually, we may have a system in which people like me are arrested for no reason at all, on the presumption that we’re dangerous racists. They’ll cart us to jail, and if we’re really lucky, we’ll get a chance to disprove the presumption, in front of people who have already made up their minds.

Some people are angry at the teacher, but there is no outcry to have her fired, as there should be. I’m all for free political speech, but this woman is pushing her hatred into high school students. If she were a cashier, an engineer, or a doctor, I would have no problem with her expressing her sick views. Sick views need to be exposed. The problem is that she pressured kids to swallow them, from a position of power.

She’s not alone. Her demonic babble is right in line with BLM and Antifa talking points.

Democrats are petting the man-eating tiger, hoping it will eat everyone else while sparing them and serving them. Sadly, the tiger wants to eat everyone who doesn’t fit a certain profile.

You can go through the news these days and find countless examples of insane and hateful behavior, coming from our new and permanent rulers, and the frequency of the outrages is ramping up.

It’s very helpful to be reminded that America is finished. Reason will never matter again during this age. Injustice will soon be the rule, everywhere. We can’t fix it. There is no point in getting agitated about it or wasting our resources on trying to save our former country.

God keeps telling me to let go. America is not my primary nation. It’s just the place where I have to live until I leave the earth. The children of God, wherever they are found, are my primary nation. Unlike America, they can be helped. They can be made safe, prosperous, healthy, and content. People who reject God, and who think secular solutions like red hats are the answers, can’t.

We’re going to continue getting hit in the face with reminders, and that’s good, because it’s so hard to believe America is over. It’s hard to believe a country that was so orderly and strong can be like Nazi Germany, Cambodia, Cuba, or Burma. We need the reminders, because otherwise, we’ll keep putting our faith in snake oil and militias.

The more deeply you understand that God alone is your protection, the more effectively you will seek his help.

I say, “Bring it on.” Get it over with. Start confiscating houses. Nationalize bank accounts and businesses. Put people in camps. Take away guns. Let’s finish this and prepare for the rapture.

Our nation’s capital is still a military occupation zone. We should be mortified. The occupation is like the first pimple in a terminal case of smallpox. Can this really be America?

I look forward to leaving this place–this planet–for good. I hope it happens while I still live in my own house.

Wonder What the Cool Kids are Up to

For around 9 years, I have been watching a popular Youtube machinist. He has gotten caught up in patriotism. He now begins every video with the Pledge of Allegiance, which I skip, and he puts out a lot of products with flags on them. He divorced his wife last year, and I have to wonder if it had to do with Trump and patriotism.

In a recent video, he said he was moving to MeWe and Rumble.

MeWe is a Facebook clone that does less to invade privacy and suppress freedom of expression. Rumble is a Youtube clone that has a similar philosophy.

As I have said many times, I am not impressed with alternative social media sites. They never seem to attract many people, and they will all eventually be shut down by the government or leftist-controlled corporations. Nonetheless, I felt a sudden impulse to follow this guy. Now I have two MeWe friends, and he’s one of them.

I checked out MeWe’s offerings, thinking I might find groups that would put me together with people with similar inclinations and beliefs. I was underwhelmed. Facebook groups have lots of members. MeWe groups’ member counts display numbers like 74 and 199. I reach more people than that right here, and Internet forums are on a completely different level.

Still, I joined a machining group, along with a Christian singles group, a hunting group, and so on.

The singles group is at around 200 members. It’s not exactly dead, but it barely moves. The same day I joined, an unattractive woman started messaging me. I’m not trying to be nasty. Just factual. There was just no way I could ever go near this lady.

Maybe many singles, including me, are holding out for people who are more attractive than they are.

I don’t feel bad about rejecting ugly women, regardless of how I look. Women and men have different wiring, for one thing. After all, Cher married Sonny Bono, and Sophia Loren married Carlo Ponti. Also, if I give up points for looks, what about the points the woman gives up? I’m not going to meet a suitable woman who is as smart as I am, for example. I am not likely to meet someone who is as well off as I am. I can’t expect every woman to match my knowledge, education, talents, or skills. I don’t write women off because they’re not my equals in every area.

It’s okay for me to avoid women who repel me physically. I’m not actually required by law to endure romance and physical contact with them.

The machining group is fairly lively, and it seems clear the members are generally conservative. That’s normal for machinists and other people who use traditional tools. Millennials are effeminate, left-leaning, and less likely to use things like torches and cabinet table saws. They go for 3D printing and desktop CNC, and they call themselves “makers,” which is typically pretentious.

I joined a Christian end times group. It’s generating pedantic posts, carnal arguments based on everything except the Holy Spirit’s guidance, and conspiracy theories. One very active guy appears to be an anti-Semite. He puts up memes criticizing Israel and circumcision. Not sure what circumcision has to do with the rapture, but he is really sore about it. He put up a meme claiming NATO had destroyed Libya’s amazing irrigation network with “nuclear bombs” made with depleted uranium. As everyone knows, depleted uranium is the kind you can’t use in bombs.

He claims women hate circumcision, and that it ruins sex for them by causing all sorts of problems. I’m no sex doctor, but even I know that’s nonsense.

I’ll just exit that group right now. Here goes.

Done.

I have a grand total of two contacts. I am trying to make a point of calling them contacts instead of friends. This morning, I thought I should make an effort to make new contacts. Then I realized I didn’t want to know any of these people.

That is an obstacle.

Not only is it unrewarding to initiate relationships with people you don’t want to know; it’s a little unethical. Why get their hopes up?

Rumble looks somewhat better. If you post a popular video, it may get thousands of views. Not dozens.

Should I start putting videos on Rumble? No. It takes hours for me to upload a Youtube video. I’m not willing to multiply that by two. I fully accept the fact that my Youtube account will be deleted eventually. I don’t care. Sometimes I consider deleting it myself. Also, Rumble itself will surely be taken down before too long, so what would I gain?

Actually, I might drop Youtube and use Rumble exclusively. I’m going to be removed from the web either way, and I might draw a better class of people.

My Christian Mingle account’s remaining time is dwindling. This morning while I was praying, I thought about one more hurdle that makes connecting with Christian women difficult: the serious ones always want to be your mom. They want to lecture and correct. You know what? Biblical marriage is not an equal partnership. The man is required to lead, especially in spiritual matters. No woman is going to scold me for doing what God put me here to do. If you don’t think God will lead you through me, why would you want me in the first place?

Why would I want someone who will not listen to me and who objects every time I do something helpful? I already have parrots for that.

Feminism is really toxic. It has infected Christians very deeply. I’m not sure I know what a correct Christian marriage looks like. I’ve never seen one.

This morning I asked God to tell me what to do and to make things work out, whether for marriage or remaining alone and unharried. I felt a huge burst of faith run through me. I couldn’t form words until it was over. Hoping for the best. It will be good to settle on one side of the question or the other.

Christian Mingle’s software matched me with a new lady yesterday, and we started chatting. She was the first one to write anything. Asked if we could communicate without expectations (be still, my heart), and I said it depended on whether she was a real American woman or the 9000th African scammer I had dealt with. She said she was a real American woman, but after that, she stopped responding. Is she a scammer or just an entitled princess who can’t handle honesty? Or is she just too busy to talk right now? A princess is just as useless as a scammer.

Yes. You’re past 50 and you look it, your online description is lackluster, you have kids I do not want to raise, and still, I’m going to chase you around with a glass slipper and tell you you’re the pinnacle of God’s creation. I don’t think so. We are not Farm Boy and Princess Buttercup. If things go far better than the odds suggest, we might settle for each other, try to hide our disappointment, and be Harry and Sally. Best-case scenario.

I thought she might be a real woman because her profile isn’t all that appealing. The less attractive a woman is, the more likely she is to be bona fide. But maybe highly skilled scammers hack the accounts of women who aren’t high on the food chain, knowing men don’t trust overtures from beautiful young ladies.

It’s not going to go anywhere, regardless of the truth. She’s not for me. I only responded because I thought it might be a thrill to talk to a human being who isn’t a criminal.

If she turns out to be a man from Africa, it will be a harsh statement about Christian Mingle. When even the wicked stepsisters are mirages, things are pretty bad. It’s like picking fruit out of a dumpster and finding out it’s made of wax.

It is truly amazing that Christian Mingle continues to exist and receive payments from hopeful people, given that it does nothing whatsoever to screen out the scammers who make up maybe 95% of the members.

I guess their business model relies heavily on Africans. Companies charge people in poor countries less for the same goods and services than they charge people in the USA, so scammers are probably paying only a few dollars per month, yet because they are numerous and extremely loyal, they may provide the majority of Christian Mingle’s revenue.

Christian Mingle knows where their members really are. It’s simple to determine that automatically. They just don’t care.

I think I’ll leave the Christian singles MeWe group. I’ve literally had more fun at wakes. It’s like a mixer at an assisted living facility.

Done.

I’m not going to worry about marriage or being driven off the Internet. I’m not going to lie awake wondering what the children of darkness will do to us next. God told me all my problems are caused by lack of prayer, so I am praying more, and one of the things I ask for is help to pray more. God has taken extraordinary care of me so far, and I’m sure things will continue to get even better.

On, Dasher!

Today I’m working on a new batch of cherry vanilla ice cream, even though I still have a lot left over from yesterday. I’m going to see if I can get the old batch into a container for storage.

The only complaint I had about yesterday’s ice cream was that the fruit froze hard. I saw that Internet people suggested soaking fruit in vodka. I didn’t want my cherries to taste like vodka, though. I decided to try cherry Heering, which is a liqueur.

Sadly, the liquor store closest to me does not sell cherry Heering. I opted to buy cheap vodka and grenadine syrup. I mixed them up with a lot of sugar and soaked sliced cherries overnight.

I already have ice cream in the machine. The drained cherries are waiting to jump in.

Hope this works.

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The ice cream is done, and I have tried it. I tried two bowls, in fact.

It is the most amazing ice cream in the universe. I had no idea ice cream could be this good.

The texture is smooth and creamy. The flavor is perfect. The cherry chunks are soft and not frozen at all.

I have summited the ice cream Everest. Now I don’t know what to do with my new superpower.

Why did God give me a gift for cooking? I almost never cook for anyone. I live alone. I tried cooking for a church, and they ran me out.

Guess I’ll come up with some more flavors. I was thinking it would be good to make strawberry with some sort of crumbly, crunchy stuff added. I can’t do chocolate because chocolate keeps me awake.

My next project will be peach.

Oh, no. I just realized I can make Heath bar ice cream. Sayonara, Ben & Jerry!

Mask Your Rebellion with Fake PPE

The new ice cream maker arrived today, and I wasted no time in breaking it in. I went to the store and bought frozen peaches, cherries, and strawberries. I decided to make cherry vanilla ice cream, because the hassle of making strawberry appeared to be greater.

I rooted around the web until I found a site that looked good. There are some simple rules you can follow when looking for good information about food. Here are some warning signs to keep you away from fakers who don’t know how to cook.

1. You see “foodnetwork” or “cooks.com” in the URL.

2. Alton Brown is mentioned somewhere on the page. In a favorable way.

3. You spot the phrases “vegan,” “egg-free,” “healthy,” or “gluten-free.”

4. The person who runs the site is a woman. This isn’t always a bad sign, but men generally do a better job.

I found a recipe for vanilla ice cream somewhere. Maybe it was Martha Stewart’s site. I don’t recall. I looked it over, and it seemed credible, so I copied it and, of course, changed it before I even gave it a chance. I removed a lot of steps that seemed to be a waste of time. It said to cook the custard before putting it in the machine. Hassle. Hassle.

I’ll post the ingredients I used.

INGREDIENTS

2 cups milk
2 cups heavy cream
6 yolks
lots of frozen dark cherries
4 oz. Karo lite corn syrup (bought by accident)
3/4 cup sugar
2 tsp. real vanilla extract
1 tbsp. starch
1/2 tsp. salt
1/2 tsp. almond extract

Why starch? I read that even good cooks use things like guar gum and carageenan to get the very best texture. I don’t have those things. I stirred the starch into half a cup of milk, nuked it to boil it, and combined the result with the other ingredients. It must work, because the texture was straight from heaven.

I used corn syrup because it’s supposed to improve the texture. I didn’t realize it was the “lite” version when I bought it. I’m going to throw the remainder out and get the real thing. Everyone hates corn syrup and blames it for mankind’s ills, but it’s supposed to be better for ice cream than sugar.

I didn’t cook anything. Salmonella doesn’t scare me. I’m a man. I’m too old to be impressed by diarrhea.

I sliced the cherries and mixed them up with sugar, hoping to sweeten them and prevent them from freezing hard. I mixed all the other ingredients, threw them in the machine, and turned it on. Twenty minutes later, the ice cream was done. It was as hard as it was ever going to get without turning off the motor. I added the cherries, let the machine blend them in, and scraped the whole mess into a bread pan I had chilled in the freezer.

When you freeze ice cream, you don’t want a cylindrical container. You want a long, flat pan that will chill the ice cream faster.

Was the ice cream good? It was astounding. It had flaws, but it was still magnificent. The cherries were too hard and not sweet enough. Also, I didn’t use enough cherries. Other than that, it was ecstasy.

The recipe I prepared was a little too big for the machine, so I ended up having to leave maybe 10 ounces out. I need to rescale everything. Maybe I should go metric to make it easy.

The machine lives up to the hype. It’s fast. The ice cream’s ice crystals aren’t perceptible.

I think next time I’ll slice the cherries very thin, and I may soak them in a mixture of sugar, salt, and cherry Heering. The liqueur shouldn’t hurt the taste, and alcohol is used to prevent fruit from freezing hard in ice cream. If I give the cherries a day to soak, maybe they won’t get hard, and they’ll be sweeter.

The machine is easy to use, and it’s not too hard to clean up. It’s probably the best machine you can get for under a grand. The next step up is the Lello Musso Polo 5030 at $1200, and the expert I rely on says it’s not much better. Commercial machines start at a much higher price, and they make dozens of liters of ice cream. I think I did about as well as I reasonably could.

I feel like the end of the world is upon us. I might as well have decent ice cream.

In other news, I went to Zazzle.com, which is now censoring designs suggesting there may have been a wee bit of election fraud, and I designed some masks for myself. I’m also going to get some fake masks elsewhere. There is now a wide selection of “breathable” masks which don’t filter the air at all yet do get science-challenged people off your back in grocery stores. They offer the same level of protection as real masks (virtually none) plus a great deal more comfort.

What good is a apocalypse if we can’t have fun with it?

Will 2021 be my Best Year Yet?

I always say there is symmetry in the supernatural, and it’s 100 percent true. The reason I know it must be divine revelation. God has apostles, Satan has witches. God has a body composed of human beings who will rise to be with him in paradise, and Satan has a body which will descend to be with him in agony and humiliation. God has Jesus. Satan has the Antichrist. God has the Holy Spirit. Satan has the Internet and cell phones. You could make a very long list of analogs.

Last year, Satan’s children were thrown into a state of fear, lack, illness, and misplaced,culpable homicidal rage. I, on the other hand, had a beautiful, peaceful year which seemed to indicate a permanent change.

Is it possible that people who listen to God had an anti-2020, and that it will continue?

I’m sitting here wondering what I’m supposed to do. Coronavirus seems like a glue that holds things in place. You can’t go to church, and evangelists are treated like criminals if they try to hold revivals. Social opportunities are drastically restricted. It looks like it’s a very bad time for forming new relationships or starting new projects. The government is descending into true insanity.

The feeling I get is that if you didn’t have it together before the pandemic, you’re probably not going to get it together now.

I like a TV show called Forged in Fire. They take groups of knifemakers and turn them loose with tools. The contestants get limited time periods in which to make knives designed for certain purposes.

Most of the contestants just aren’t very good at using tools. It’s a little disturbing to watch them display their lack of knowledge. Their lack of preparation makes things hard for them, and that means drama. Also, the judges of the show add very difficult challenges to their work. The pressure of doing difficult work while watching a clock adds suspense to the show.

At the end of every time period, the host tells everyone time is up, and he commands them to stop what they’re doing and put down their tools. Whatever they’ve made up to that point is what they have to present to the judges. It doesn’t matter how bad it is.

You can see the parallel. I feel like our work on earth is pretty much done, and that we won’t be able to do much more. It’s just a feeling. I’m not saying I’m sure the feeling is a reliable indicator of mankind’s status with regard to God. I’m just saying it feels as though it were.

What do I do now? I don’t get to pray with people any more. I have no one to help out financially. I can’t go to church. It’s not realistic to travel to revivals and meetings, as I used to. These days, I pray a lot, I try to be improved by God, I look after my earthly responsibilities, I blog and put other material on the web, and I play. I make things with my tools, I shoot, and so on. That’s about it.

I don’t seem to reach anyone new any more. The people who thought they knew better than I did still feel that way, and they will never change. I’m not meeting anyone new.

It’s like the school day is over and I’m waiting for my mom to pick me up. Heaven is a place of rest and pleasure. I seem to be in a place of rest and pleasure now, and it wasn’t something I could have planned or worked for. This is why I wonder if God is giving people who are close to him pleasant times to mirror the miserable times people who ignore him are experiencing.

It really does look like Revelation 22:

He that is unjust, let him be unjust still: and he which is filthy, let him be filthy still: and he that is righteous, let him be righteous still: and he that is holy, let him be holy still.

And, behold, I come quickly; and my reward is with me, to give every man according as his work shall be.

The weird thing about coronavirus is that it’s a very minor plague, yet it has still been extremely effective in keeping us away from each other. Masks and lockdowns don’t work, and if you get sick, you’re nearly certain to have nothing more than a brief, minor illness, yet the irrational, authoritarian bars to free association remain in place and are being strengthened.

It doesn’t make sense. Things that don’t make sense have supernatural origins. We’re not being kept away from each other by politicians. We’re being kept away from each other by spirits that influence politicians. Are they evil spirits? Is it God and his ministering spirits, forcing us to stand down? I don’t know. I just know it comes from the supernatural realm.

Day before yesterday, the final scene from the 1959 film On the Beach popped up in my Youtube recommendations. I took a look at it. In case you don’t know, it’s about a nuclear war. In the movie, the northern hemisphere is blanketed in radioactive air, and everyone there is dead. The movie’s characters are in Australia, waiting to see whether the radiation will kill them, too. I’ve written about this movie before.

The characters try to continue their lives. A dissipated middle-aged lady tries to start a romance so she won’t die alone. The crew of an American submarine tries to find survivors in the northern hemisphere. People go to the beach. They have parties. None of it works. The romance fails, the sub finds no indications of human life, and the radiation starts moving south through Australia, killing people as it goes.

At the end of the movie, the streets are empty. Everyone is at home, taking taxpayer-funded poison in order to avoid dying from radiation sickness. The buildings are there. The man-made objects required for normal life are there. The sun is still rising every day. It’s all for naught. Everything has been abandoned, and nature will eventually destroy it. War has turned every single one of man’s treasured accomplishments into vanity.

The movie portrays Christianity as a security blanket for the fearful. The Salvation Army maintains an outdoor station in front of a public building, and people flock to the building’s steps to be comforted. At the very end of the movie, the steps are deserted, and in a clumsy attempt at anti-military propaganda, the filmmakers show the Salvation Army’s banner, which is swaying in the breeze. It says, “There is still time…brother.”

Nuclear apocalypse movies used to be very, very popular, and leftists manipulated by foreign communists who couldn’t afford to keep up in the arms race used to agitate about disarmament all the time. Now no one seems to have any interest in the subject. The bombs are still there, but leftists have decided to move on, for no apparent reason. The weather, white people, and Confederate flags are the fashionable threats now.

The scenes reminded me of what we’ve been seeing for the last year. Projects abandoned. Businesses needlessly destroyed. In some places, we’ve seen empty streets. We’ve seen many empty malls and stores. I am told that in Miami, people now do whatever they want on the roads (even more than they used to). They drive at furious speeds and completely ignore the traffic laws. Something inside them is telling them obeying the law doesn’t matter any more.

We’re not sitting at home committing suicide, but we are not the active, hopeful people we were in 2019, and it appears that leftist hysteria will continue tightening the shackles. We elected a befuddled old egotist who was unintelligent to begin with, and he is firing off misguided executive orders as though he were being paid by the pound. He seems determined to control us, which is not surprising from a man who has a long history of bullying.

If things continue to get better for me as the centrifuging of society continues, how should I feel about it? I didn’t earn it. I earned the opposite, through sin and arrogance. Someone else bought all this for me with his flesh and blood. All I did was listen and admit I was wrong.

People who are far nicer than I am have had it much worse, and I think that will continue. Christianity was never about being nice. You can be nice while your entire life is an insult to God. Christianity is about being transformed by the Holy Spirit and submitting to him. It’s about listening and being honest. Emotional people who let their hearts rule them are always very dishonest. They hate the truth.

One of the worst things the Bible says about people is that they did what was right in their own eyes. Notice: it doesn’t say they did things they thought were wrong. They had opinions about what was right, and they obeyed their consciences. When the Bible says someone did what was right in his own eyes, it’s a judgment that precedes punishment. People who make up their own ideas about right are wrong are what the Bible calls “workers of iniquity.” They are called “lawless,” even though they obey their own rules. The only law that has any validity is the law of the Holy Spirit. It’s what he tells us to do, moment by moment. You can’t make a fixed list of his laws, because they change. Fixed laws are inferior. They were provided under the old covenant, but they generated evil results because of their lack of flexibility.

I’m not the nicest or kindest person around, but I will still make it when nicer people fail and go to hell for ignoring God. Is it fair? Of course it’s fair. If Jesus wants to be murdered and then give his inheritance to bad people, he has every right to do it. What I get isn’t stolen. It was all paid for. Just not by me.

Leftism is all about taking blessings from people God favors and giving them to people who are cursed because they don’t listen to him. Leftists hate God’s ways. They can’t understand that it’s right for God to treat me better than a politically correct individual who thinks he knows better than God.

For a long time, my impression has been that I would continue to have a better and better life, and that the only real unpleasantness I might have to face would be ostracism (“cancellation”) and death by murder. I’ve felt that the biggest drag on my happiness would be my inability to get other people to listen so they could do well. I have concluded that even the most blessed person on earth will have to suffer from watching other people fail. When someone you know abandons God, lives in misery, and goes to hell, you have to accept the fact that it doesn’t mean you’re not blessed. No matter how much it hurts, you have to realize it didn’t happen to you.

The other day, I was thinking about blessings and what a blessed life should be like. I was unhappy because I knew America was finished, and that we brought it all on ourselves. We could turn and be healed at any time, but we won’t, because we think we know everything. I asked myself: should a Christian ever be unhappy? Then I remembered the shortest verse of the Bible: “Jesus wept.”

If I have a pleasant life and then go to heaven, and every other person on earth suffers and goes to hell, and I suffer from seeing what happens to them, I am very, very blessed. There are some forms of suffering that spare no one.

Day before yesterday, I listened to my friend Mike, who is the worst influence since the GOP let liberal journalists convince it John McCain and Mitt Romney were surefure winners. I’m kidding about Mike, but whenever I have a crazy idea, he tells me to go for it. I foolishly admitted I had been considering getting a very expensive ice cream maker. An hour or two later, my order was in. Why do I talk to him?

This is the kind of thing I concern myself with these days. Toys. Pleasant pastimes. I’m also dedicating myself heavily to prayer, but that’s about it. If there were anything else left to do, wouldn’t God have shown me and helped me get going?

Mike just had a hip replaced, and he quit a job that was killing him. He started a company with a bunch of carnal people, and they gradually pushed him out, which was what I expected. I told him he could come down here to recuperate. He loves this area. He says he wants to get deeply into prayer. He said he wants to play for a while. He used the same word that had been going through my mind.

I have been fooling around with a Christian dating site, but given my view of the world, I wonder if there is any point. I don’t think there is time to build much of a life with anyone. I would be happy to have someone attractive who shares my views and doesn’t want to be alone with the end comes. I wonder if my attitude will make me so unappealing nothing will come of my efforts. I don’t seem to have anything to be concerned about, though, because nearly all of the women I talk to are really foreign scammers. They’re like a hedge of thistles that wall me in, and things like that have supernatural origins. Maybe God is telling me to be content with things as they are.

I look forward to seeing how things pan out, regardless of whether I’m right about things. I want to know what’s happening and get accustomed to it.

Not Many Bodies Left to Snatch

To introduce this blog post, I’ll show you some information from the latest Christian Mingle user to contact me.

LOOK WHAT THE CAT DRAGGED IN.. please no blacks, latinos, mexicans. or, anyone outside of these ages: 30-45. native american/indians. and caucasions from other countries, only. PLEASE DONT LET MY TATTOOS SCARE YOU. I CAN COVER THEM IN PUBLIC. THEY ARE VERY OLD. MY APPEARANCE IS NOT WHO I AM. WE HAVE ALL MADE MISTAKES, THAT WE REGRET.

I’m having a private moment of silence while I digest that.

It sounds like I’m joking, but I really did sit quietly for a while, trying to get my bearings.

Still not quite over it.

There are two layers of crazy here. First, the crazy that made a woman write those things, and second, the crazy of the scammer who sent me the “smile” and thought I would jump on it.

I wrote about two ladies with real profiles who seemed to be turning out to be scammers. They vanished last night. Maybe it was because I turned them in. I don’t know. I think they would have survived that had they been on the up and up.

It may well be that I have never had any contact with a woman who was not a foreign scammer.

Yesterday, someone claiming to be a woman several years older than me contacted me, and I told her, gently, that I was not interested in older women. She told me age was just a number. Oh, no. It’s not just a number. If you’re elderly and you think age is just a number, start entering bikini contests. The judges’ reactions may not change your mind, but they should help you understand how unpopular your view is.

I think she was a scammer because her English was poor, her attempt to contact me was extremely misguided, and she seemed desperate after I gave her the air. I don’t know, though. I can’t, and will never, know.

How crazy can the Internet get? I’m starting to wonder.

During breakfast, I watched a video from a Christian healer who is convinced Donald Trump is now the king of the world. He literally said that. He has old videos in which he goes up to unbelievers and heals them. The encounters seem completely legitimate. He doesn’t take money, either. But it sure looks like he has snapped his twig. I suppose there is no reason why a crazy person can’t have a real spiritual gift.

He put up a link to a long video posted at Rumble, which is one of those hopeless alternative social sites. I may go watch it out of morbid curiosity.

He mentioned 8chan, which is a wacky message board that attracts political extremists and conspiracy theorists. It’s the lair of people belonging to Q-Anon, a conspiracy cult. I decided to check it out. I had never seen it before. It took long time to find the address, which is 8kun.top, in case you want to see it for yourself.

I found it unreadable. Everyone on boards like that lives for conspiracy chat. They all know each other. They have weird secret languages, like the pairs of twins who have developed languages all their own. I don’t think they’re trying to be secretive. They’re just saturated with the 8chan experience, to the point where their arcane jargon is completely natural to them.

I could not figure out what they believed, but I am told it’s very bad. Something about leftist politicians and actors raping children and eating people. There are leftist message boards which are exactly the same. I’ve blogged about one of them.

It would be great if 2020s delusions were limited to the web, but of course, this is not the case.

I recently found out that Juliette Ochieng, AKA Baldilocks, a friend from my political blogging days, was in need of help. Some kind of financial issue. I know it’s okay to mention it, because she blogged about it and solicited donations. You can donate here, if you like.

She used to blog at a site called Da Tech Guy. She now says she is barred because of California Assembly Bill 5. How could a statute bar someone from blogging? Sure, it will happen in a year or two, but I didn’t think things had gotten that bad yet. I had to check it out.

In a nutshell–and you will think I’m smoking crack when I tell you this–California has put an end to subcontracting. I’ll give you an example. If you own a bar, and you hire a band to play a one-night engagement, everyone in the band becomes your employee. Then you have to obey all of Calfornia’s onerous and deranged employment laws.

I’m sure there must be exceptions to the law…well…I’m not sure at all. I’m projecting intelligence and common sense onto California lawmakers, which is like thinking cheese has bipolar disorder.

Actually, now that I think about it, I remember reading about an exception for truckers. I guess lawmakers want to keep their Amazon stuff moving. I don’t know.

If the situation is what I understand it to be, Baldilocks is no longer able to write for other California blogs because if she does, the proprietors will have to pay for her health insurance or something. I’m not going to get into the details and find out. It’s bad. That much is clear.

People who own entertainment venues are canceling events left and right. Who suffers? Musicians. What are musicians? Logic-phobic, weed-huffing leftists, generally. Bet they didn’t see that coming. It has also hit drivers for Lyft, Uber, and Grubhub.

Let’s be real. Most people who are being deprived of work are leftists. Any law that applies to the general public in California will affect more leftists than sane people. It’s like throwing an ashtray into a room containing 50 monkeys and three lizards. Expect angry monkeys.

It’s a fluke, right? The sane people in the legislature were on vacation, and some nuts voted while they were away.

No. The bill passed with crushing majorities in both houses. It’s not going away. A lady named Lorena Gonzalez is credited with pushing the bill through. Guess what she calls people who object to the problems the bill causes? “Vultures.”

What?

Several liberal states are working to pass similar laws.

I was glad to read about the bill, because it helps with closure.

For years, I’ve been writing about the mounting insanity in America. I say the cause is supernatural. I say you should look for a supernatural cause when people persist in doing insane things. I say America is defeated for good. It’s washed up, because it has a supernatural mental illness problem, and people are trying to fix it with powerless tools like political activism and rational discussion.

I say these things, but it’s hard to get the truth down into the deepest levels of my heart. It’s hard to believe America really hit the iceberg. When smug leftists are glad they passed a bill, during a national health crisis, that will drive hundreds of thousands or millions of primarily liberal individuals out of work, and they defend it as though they had saved the world, you know supernatural derangement is real, widespread, and incurable. It’s terminal. It’s fatal. It’s going to increase until the end of the age.

Wow. I really called it. I nailed it. I was not just dithering. That means what I said came from God.

America is dead, and I truly must disengage. I have to make sure I don’t argue with anyone who isn’t led by the Holy Spirit. I have to quit hoping things will get better. People’s heads have turned into solid bone, and there is no possibility that reason or the Holy Spirit will penetrate.

People who are obsessed with argument and politics, and I include argument intended to persuade people Christ is real, make Satan very, very happy. He knows they’re bringing a knife to a gunfight. The person is a helpless shell. You should be fighting the spirit behind the person. Very few Americans know how to do that, so Satan has won.

The urge to reason with people is extremely strong. It’s seductive. It’s a beautiful, fur-lined trap. It makes you waste the life God has given you. When you give in, you nullify your potential as a servant of the Holy Spirit. It’s fine to put the truth out there and wait for people the Holy Spirit has reached to respond favorably, but squabbling and debating…these are the pursuits of ineffective idiots. I have to keep this in mind. I have wasted most of my life already.

Remember what Jesus said in Revelation 22:

He that is unjust, let him be unjust still: and he which is filthy, let him be filthy still: and he that is righteous, let him be righteous still: and he that is holy, let him be holy still.

And, behold, I come quickly; and my reward is with me, to give every man according as his work shall be.

I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end, the first and the last.

Blessed are they that do his commandments, that they may have right to the tree of life, and may enter in through the gates into the city.

For without are dogs, and sorcerers, and whoremongers, and murderers, and idolaters, and whosoever loveth and maketh a lie.

By and large, the bets are placed. There is not much meat left on the bone for evangelists. People’s necks have stiffened, and God doesn’t seem to profit much from delaying the rapture. Persecution is increasing, so God’s people suffer more, but the return on the investment has shriveled.

Jesus said he would exclude people who love and make lies. Wow! Look around you. Look at BLM and Antifa. Look at the Q-balls.

As for murderers, the drive to “cancel” people is murderousness. People want to remove each other from the world, starting with their voices. Voices matter. God created the world with his voice.

I don’t know what to do in a world where serving my purpose appears to be impossible. Yesterday, I thought I heard God tell me to go on with my life. I don’t know if it was really him, and I’m not sure what it means. “Hunker down and wait for the chopper”? That’s my best guess.

I look forward to seeing what new lunacy will appear on the screen tomorrow.

My Life as a Joseph Heller Character

My life is like a French absurdist play.

As I have written, I tried Christian Mingle, an online dating service. I learned that everyone who showed any interest in me, apart from a few women who were extremely unattractive, was actually an African scammer. In fact, the unattractive women are probably scammers, too. I didn’t investigate because I didn’t want to deal with them at all.

One scammer admitted what she had done. I say “she,” which is a guess at this point. We have exchanged a few emails. She apologized and genuinely seems interested in prayer in tongues.

Last night, two “women” with real profiles complete with multiple photos initiated contact. I thought it was a little odd that women 20 years younger would do that, but what the heck. They didn’t have that scammy look, and they didn’t act like scammers when I responded. They took hours to respond. Scammers are generally very quick, like fishermen trying to set a hook.

Well, I heard back from both of them. They’re scammers after all. I mentioned Africa and scammers, and they stopped responding instantly.

Am I a scammer, too? I must be, since I’m on Christian Mingle.

Here is the weirdest part yet. I realized I had a potential ally. I have emailed the scammer who apologized to me, and I asked what it is about my profile that draws scammers. It’s genius, but it’s also exceedingly bizarre.

Another one contacted me a short while ago. I knew what I was dealing with, but I responded anyway, because now I have accepted my position as official liaison to African scammers. I asked if she was in Africa, and she insisted she was in San Jose. Her profile says Utah. She said her friend in California set up the account. I told her it was easy to pick out scammers by asking them questions an American would be able to answer.

She actually challenged me to ask her. I said, “Do you have any thoughts about the recall?”

I knew that was a tough one for a person in Namibia or whatever. I didn’t give her any clues as to what a recall was or who it involved. She ignored the question.

Why don’t I just move to Africa? It would save time.

It may well be that every single person I have interacted with in any way is a foreign scammer. So what did I pay for?

I would guess that the elderly women who contacted me, and the lady who has no hands or feet, were genuine. Maybe the really obese ladies were real. Scammers try to use accounts belonging to alluring women. But I may be wrong. They’re pretty crazy.

I don’t know the answers. I don’t get angry about it any more, though. God helped me with that.

If the “lady” I emailed comes back with any useful information, I may blog it. This whole business is very interesting to me.

My Changing Perspective on Online Dating

The online dating wars continue!

This morning, I had a weird experience. I have a tendency to wake up while it’s dark, so I consider it an opportunity to pray. I suspect it’s God’s way of telling me I didn’t pray enough during the day. I woke up early this morning, and I spent a lot of time communicating with God.

While I was doing this, I looked at my phone, as I so often do. It’s hard not to check the Christian Mingle site when I look at my phone. There is something addictive about fielding inquiries from people you know are African scammers. Talking to scammers has become a diversion in and of itself, and there is also that unquenchable desire to see if a real person has responded to you. I don’t mean a potential mate. I just want to know I talked to someone who wasn’t a criminal.

I had two new contacts, not counting the usual obvious scammers. Both were in their thirties, which seemed odd. One was in Alaska, where there are supposedly several men to every woman, and the other was in Illinois.

I could not resist “liking” their profiles.

The Alaska lady had a long, serious description. She wants to build a life with someone instead of inheriting. Not sure what that’s all about. She won’t talk to leftists. I thought that was great. She just laid it out there. No apologies. She’s into things like farming and snowmobiling. If you move to Alaska, you have to call them “snow machines,” but I’m in Florida, so “snowmobiling.”

The Illinois lady is black, and she’s an RN. She wasn’t Halle Berry, but her main profile photo seemed to radiate warmth. Very strange.

I responded to both of them and resumed prayer.

While I was praying, I started to feel strong love for the lady in Illinois. I didn’t know what to make of it. I don’t know this lady. There is no reason why I should have feelings for her. After a while, it occurred to me: I was feeling the love of the Holy Spirit.

God can do that. In fact, I think it’s something he wants to do for us all the time, every day, because our own love is inadequate and very conditional, and we tend to direct it to the wrong people. I have felt God’s love going through me before. I really like it. I don’t want to be crabby all the time. I want to be free from scars.

I started thinking about my attitude toward online dating. I felt I needed God’s help in feeling love for all the people who contacted me. I haven’t been nasty to people, but warmth generally hasn’t been a big part of the picture. It’s all pretty businesslike, and I have also taken some pleasure from gently needling scammers.

Yesterday, a Canadian lady “liked” my profile and sent a message. I looked at her profile. It was bizarre.

Proudly, she announced that you don’t have to be conservative to be a real Christian. That’s factually wrong, but okay. She called herself a liberal and a big LGBTQRSTUV&#($#^LOL ally. I figured her account was being used by an African. I thanked her. I told her I had voted for Trump twice and that I had just come from practicing precision shooting, with an AR-15, in my yard. I said either her account had been hacked or she was having a bad reaction to magic mushrooms.

If she was an African, it wouldn’t faze her. If she was a real liberal, and she had a sense of humor, she would be amused and move on. Haven’t heard back from her, which is good, I suppose.

It shows that I wasn’t investing a lot of emotion in what I was doing, and that’s typical of my Christian Mingle mindset.

I feel like I should be conscious of the need to have God’s love run through me when I deal with people from now on. Whether my flesh will permit it is another question.

I had been feeling bummed out about online dating. I was up to my ears in scammers, and people with whom I initiated contact never responded. I started thinking about reality: maybe I was just that unappealing. Not everyone is attractive.

I’ve received a few contacts that seemed legitimate from the start, and generally, I took one look and said, “There is just no way. I can’t do it.” One lady was nearly 80. Another had no hands and feet. Some profiles say things like, “As you can see,I’m a big lady.”

There is only so much weight I am willing to carry. Yesterday, I realized a lot of people were probably doing the same thing when they saw me. I’m pretty sure one lady I contacted went so far as to block me.

I should lower my standards, right? Well, no. Living and dying alone is a lot better than being trapped with a woman who knows perfectly well that you consider physical affection an unpleasant and humiliating chore. No woman wants to be a charity case. Being affectionate with your wife shouldn’t be like giving a sponge bath to a burn victim. I don’t want to wake up every morning and see a reminder that my romantic life was successfully and permanently cursed. Okay, an empty space would also remind me of that, but I wouldn’t have to kiss it or take it to an expensive restaurant on Valentine’s Day, and it wouldn’t resent me.

I had felt somewhat discouraged, but after I felt God’s love going through me, I felt much better. It somehow made it easier not to take anything personally.

I don’t have positive expectations, and I think I’ll probably delete my account at the end of the month, but I do have a better outlook.

I think the lady in Illinois is a scammer, and I suspect the one in Alaska might be a white separatist who has an AR-15 much nicer than mine, for a different reason.

That’s fine. How people treat me and whether my love life works out are less important than what happens inside me and how I treat others.

For anyone who keeps score, I have received 16 messages from scammers in the last hour.

It’s a Tiktok World

Last year or thereabouts, I joined a gun forum which was pretty far to the right, even for gun forums. I had been banned at a popular site called The High Road for pointing out that magazine writer and former semi-pro small-town cop Massad Ayoob wasn’t competent to give people legal advice. He endangers people with his nonsense. I found a forum that was full of Christians who were more like me.

The other day, I saw people complaining about Biden. There was a certain amount of saber-rattling. Internet soldiers love to talk about how they’re going to strap on their rusty 1911’s and take America back. I chimed in, asserting that America was all washed up, that it is now, legitimately, a leftist nation, and that I had no intention of going out on amateur patrols. Of course, some character from Texas (the most overrated conservative state in existence) insinuated that I was a coward and traitor, and some other person said I was giving in.

I asked the second person what he was doing that I wasn’t. I asked if he was building bombs or joining a guerrilla army. My plan is to obey the law, give up on America because it doesn’t want my help, and identify with the nation of Christ. He didn’t have any answers.

The whole experience made me think about popularity.

I’ve found that the closer I get to God, the more people reject me. When I first started going back to church, fake friends who weren’t interested in God rejected me. When I realized my church was crooked and wrong about doctrine, I spoke up, and the church rejected me. I went to another church which was better in many ways, but it still had problems, and it rejected me, too. After that, whenever I tried a new church, I found myself surrounded by people who were mired in my past. They were holding onto ideas from which I had already been rescued.

The interesting thing about the pattern is that the closer I get to God, the closer to God are the people who reject me. This morning while I was in prayer, I connected this to the rapture, and I think God was speaking to me.

Everyone thinks the rapture will be a sudden event which will blindside us completely and take all sorts of lukewarm Christians who haven’t done any preparation. That doesn’t make any sense.

God shows himself through patterns. Think about people he delivered in the past.

God took Enoch. The Bible says Enoch was already close to God, and Jewish legend says that when he was taken, he had not yet sinned. Enoch was ready.

God delivered Noah. Before the flood, Noah had over a hundred years to work on the ark, and during that time, he was already set aside to God. He failed to reach his contemporaries.

God took Abraham out of Ur, which was a heathen city where they worshiped evil spirits. He didn’t just grab him by the arm and yank him into Israel. Abraham got to know God in Ur, and after that, God told him to leave.

God took Lot out of Sodom. The Bible says Lot was a righteous man and that he was vexed by what he saw around him in Sodom. Lot was prepared when he escaped. In his heart, he had already left.

Elijah was translated to heaven, and he was rejected by his people and his king.

God isn’t going to take Christians who are down here trying to fit in. They have already chosen mankind over him.

If this is true, then it’s a very good sign when a person who sincerely seeks God is rejected by more and more people. Jesus said things which are consistent with this idea. He said, “Woe unto you, when all men shall speak well of you! for so did their fathers to the false prophets.” He also said this:

Blessed are ye, when men shall hate you, and when they shall separate you from their company, and shall reproach you, and cast out your name as evil, for the Son of man’s sake.

Rejoice ye in that day, and leap for joy: for, behold, your reward is great in heaven: for in the like manner did their fathers unto the prophets.

It’s funny, but I’ve been rejected by a lot of people, and it has very rarely been because I did or said something wrong. I get rejected when I’m right.

Jesus was the most righteous person who ever lived, and look who rejected him. His king, the highest local representative of his emperor, and the high priests of Judaism. The Romans killed him, but the top tier of Jews beat him, spat on him, and forced the Romans to put him on the cross. The Romans would never have touched him had the Jews not insisted, and Pontius Pilate strove to release him.

It’s interesting. Jesus was at the top of our hierarchy, and his enemies were at the tops of theirs. This even applies to spirits. You and I have demons. Jesus had Satan.

Your unbelieving friends reject you, and preachers take you in and say, “Well done. Now you can be with us and learn the truth.” Then they obstruct you and lie to you, and when you speak up, they label you a divider and drive you out, and most of your Christian friends agree with them. You may go from bad preachers to better preachers, moving up the food chain as God improves you, but the end is always the same. Rejection.

If the progression never stops, don’t you have to end up with Jesus himself? Who is higher? When there is no one left on earth who is closer to God than you are, surely you find yourself with Jesus himself and with such few Christians as are on the same page.

It seems to me that the rapture must work this way.

People who heal the sick and deliver a lot of good teaching are saying things that seem to be insane. I don’t know everything, and I may be wrong, but it looks like they’re repeating disinformation from hell. “Trump is coming back!” “Trump is guaranteed a second term!” “The military coup is going to explode when you least expect it!”

This is all supposed to happen in a country that has very clearly rejected Jesus Christ. Why would God do things like that?

I think they’re wrong. I think Satan is using false prophets to discredit prophecy, Christianity, and God. I can’t say God has assured me of this, but I think I’m correct. If that’s true, then I am being set apart once again, from a new level of Christian bigwigs.

That would be neat, because it would suggest I have some hope of getting out of this place before too long.

Biden is increasing the tyranny already. He’s extending mask orders. That’s amazing. Before coronavirus, the CDC clearly said masks don’t do anything to prevent the spread of respiratory viruses. They also told us we would only have lockdowns and masks temporarily, to slow the infection rate and help the medical establishment cope. It has been almost a year, the medical establishment is not even close to saturation, masks and lockdowns have proven useless, and the draconian restrictions are increasing, not decreasing.

They want to inject us with an mRNA vaccine. The CDC says this thing convinces our cells to make a coronavirus protein temporarily, and then our cells go back to normal. Protein synthesis occurs in the cytoplasm, not the nucleus, so they claim our DNA will not be affected.

As far as I can tell, this is the very first time we have used an mRNA vaccine to fight an infectious disease, and we are taking this major step to fight a minor illness which has not significantly impacted the overall death rate even among especially vulnerable groups.

Do you trust the vaccine? I don’t want it. I’ve had lots of vaccines, but something about this one is off. If it were a conventional vaccine, I would have no problem with it, but I don’t want scientists taking over my body. I don’t have confidence in their claims. These are the people who tell us weed isn’t addictive. In fact, they have told us many of the most damaging recreational drugs were not addictive. They sold us thalidomide. They tell us castrating confused boys is therapeutic.

I plan to wait for a conventional vaccine. I don’t know if they’ll ever offer one, though.

Even if things go well, people who get vaccinated will still get sick, and many will die. That’s how vaccines work. They don’t protect every person.

Curses and blessings are encoded in our genetic material. If you’re tall and handsome, thank your DNA. If you’re stupid, thank your DNA. If you have Huntington’s Chorea or hereditary cancer, thank your DNA. What I wonder is this: can science impart curses to us by meddling with our genetic material?

God has said the decendants of various men are either blessed or cursed in various ways. What separates these people from others? Genetic material alone. The Jews have genes that make them smart and talented. The Arabs still behave as Isaac’s blessing said they would. Smart people have smart kids. Dumb people have dumb kids. Homosexuality runs in families. So do addictions and criminal tendencies. What if a vaccine that modifies my DNA joins me with people who are cursed, and I become like them?

I’m willing to wait. Or die. I’m just visiting Earth anyway, and I have no pressing business here that I’m aware of. I’m not anxious to become weak and demented, so it’s not like old age offers anything I want to experience. I don’t want to spend two decades in the new Cuba, treated like a criminal every day. I don’t want to lose my house, my wealth, my firearms, or any more of my liberty. My freedom of speech has already been very seriously compromised by Big Tech, and I’m not eager to see them come for what’s left of it.

What are you supposed to do in a socialist worker’s paradise when you’re old, white, male, conservative, and Christian and therefore an enemy of the state? Nibble Soylent green every day in your shared punitive quarters and wait for death?

I see more talk now about coronavirus mutations. That’s wonderful. It’s like extending a patent. If you patent something, you get a couple of decades of protection. After that, if you want to maintain your edge, you have to make some patentable change or get special treatment. If coronavirus keeps changing in ways that are sufficiently significant, it can keep us in cages forever. What if it mutates so the vaccines don’t work? What if it becomes really deadly?

Some scientists think there was a time when a type of syphilis was spread through sneezing and sharing food and drink. Yow! What if coronavirus becomes a lot more infectious? What if the pale horseman of the Revelation is already here, and he has other plagues ready to drop on us? The Beast must have some amazing tactics ready for use when God permits it.

Democrats are using fear and the belief that there is no afterlife to force us into the sick secular family they have always envisioned. They want to force us into a type of spiritual and technological intimacy and fornication with stupid, crass strangers who are spiritually diseased. It’s not a great time to be born.

People who are past 40 don’t understand the young now. A lot of us think we’re up to speed because we send emails and take selfies. The kids are on another level. They can’t put three sentences together, but they can take cell phones and turn themselves into bizarre virtual beings with completely new faces and weird animated accessories like hearts and puppy noses. They create idealized images of themselves, bringing us closer and close to the day when our actual meat bodies won’t be needed. Sooner or later, the meat will be kept alive in remote locations while the images live our lives. Many movies have been made about it because it’s so obvious that it will happen.

Anyone who objects to the avatar paradigm will be left behind as humanity moves to a model completely dependent on electronic connectivity. Eventually, our identities will merge. That’s what the Beast is. A merging of the identities of people who love this world and hate God.

These things aren’t impossible. It’s not crazy talk. It’s already happening, and the technology is well within reach. The gaming world will become reality, and reality–your actual body–will just be one small part of your totality. It will be like a Mr. Potatohead shell, relying on technological accessories for its identity.

So, yes. I am ready to go somewhere else.

Imagine a world where there are no computers. Imagine not needing technology of any kind. Imagine a world where privacy doesn’t exist, not because the government took it away from you, but because everyone is so good, there is nothing to hide. Imagine a world where there are no elections because the government is perfect.

I don’t know what to do yet, but I’m starting to get ideas about what not to do. I’m also feeling much better about being an outsider.

Where is That Rescue Chopper?

Time for an update on my adjustment to the disastrous election, plus some surprising news about my experiences on Christian Mingle.

I feel much better about life now that I’ve adjusted to the fact that America is lost. It’s like that moment when it finally gets through to you that your friend will always be a crack whore. There is grief, but there is also relief because you just put down an unreasonable burden you could not carry. America has been a godless leftist nation for a long time. It was only by God’s grace that any conservative, God-friendly presidents were elected, and God’s grace only persists while there is profit in it. Fighting for America to turn itself around is like hogtying your crack whore friend and forcing her to watch Christian TV. It won’t work, and while you’re doing it, you could be helping someone who will listen, with much less heartache and aggravation.

Today God gave me a revelation. When you’re in a foreign country doing mission work, and the government is crazy, you don’t let it destroy your joy. You’re not there to fix the government, and you know most people will pay no attention to you. You’re just there for the nation within a nation; the children of God. America is more or less like Venezuela now, and Somalia is on the way. The government will not right itself, and it has popular support which is not going to go away. That’s fine. I’m a dual citizen, and my primary nation is the body of Christ.

I will not pray for this place. I will not demonstrate. If my part of the country secedes, and it looks like it’s a good idea to provide some support, I might–might–consider supporting THAT country more strongly, but my plan right now is to pay taxes, obey the law, and wave from the dock as America sinks.

I’ll try to be more unified with my primary nation and its invincible commander in chief. For dense people, I am referring to the body of Christ and God. I will not be joining a politics-driven guerrilla army unless the choice is being killed in my house, and probably not even then.

As for Christian Mingle, a really funny thing happened. On my first day, during the first couple of hours, I didn’t know 95% of the women who tried to initiate contact were African scammers. Crazy me; I expected most members to be genuine. One person pestered me for my phone number, and I gave her a tech-giant email address I don’t care about.

She bugged me about prayer in tongues, and she cited some Bible verses that were important to her. I say “she,” but it could be a man for all I know. I told her a few things I thought would help her, and she called me “teacher” and seemed very grateful. Then her account vanished, and I figured that had to mean she was a scammer. I marveled that a scammer could be so sophisticated. She kept telling me she was a normal Christian Mingle member, but I actually told her she acted like a sophisticated scammer. She disappeared.

After that, I came to understand that a huge number of the fake women who were chasing me were in Africa. I got one to admit she was a hairdresser in Ghana. I started responding to “smile” messages with this: “Nigerian? Ghanaian? Ivorian?” One lady responded with this: “Lol. Togo.”

Out of curiosity, I sent the first lady an email. It said, “West Africa, right?” She responded and admitted it. She apologized and said she wished she could have told me at the start. I let it go.

Later on, I could not stop thinking about the things she said about her faith. What if this was a real woman who wanted to get closer to God, and I was cutting her off just because she was a criminal? I felt like an idiot, but I sent an email saying I didn’t know if she was really a Christian, but that if she was, she really needed to pray in tongues. She responded and said she was a Christian who spoke in tongues and that she would not lie about that. I said it was nice if something good had come out of the whole thing. And that was that.

So I went to this ridiculous site, thinking there was a 2% chance I might find someone, expecting to sift through Americans, and what happened? I ended up ministering to a foreign criminal in Africa.

It almost seems like God is having a joke, but I don’t think he does that.

I am still being swamped with phony inquiries, a woman who is 10 years older than I am “smiled” at me, and another who is pushing 80 liked my profile. Who do they think I am? Ashton Kutcher? I think it would be more productive to drive to Orlando and walk around malls wearing a T-shirt saying, “Date me.”

I just got a new message and photos from a “lady” who claims to be Catholic. I responded before the photos arrived, declining and saying I was not Catholic. In one of the photos, she is wearing a very short see-through nightie, and her enormous breasts and her thong are clearly visible. I laughed so hard, the birds must think I’m having a conniption.

I hope “Cheryl” in Africa puts my advice to use. That’s worth a lot even if Christian Mingle is a total washout otherwise.

No Profit in Prophets

The misinformation tsunami is getting pretty deep.

A Youtuber I like put up a video about how God is mad at Christians who don’t believe the prophecies about Trump winning the election. You know…the election was in November, the electors met in December, Biden was inaugurated in January, the courts ruled against Trump, Trump can no longer communicate with the American people, and–call me a pessimist–it sort of looks like a done deal.

People can backpedal if they want. They can say, “I meant a second term that will come later.” That’s not what they predicted. Sorry. The best Trump can hope for, barring a miracle the likes of which the world hasn’t seen in centuries, is that Trump will be resurrected as president of part of America after the cold civil war turns hot.

The Youtuber I watch linked to a video by a lady named Kat Kerr. I clicked.

I know. I have no one to blame but myself.

I saw an elderly lady with bright pink hair, wearing a shawl. She said a few words in a normal voice, and then she started bellowing that God was going to do this and that. Judging by her tone, the idea was that God was really sore at me.

Would God be angry at me for doubting prophecies that had already been proven wrong? God isn’t going to punish anyone for that. If the Biblical prophets had blown it repeatedly, God wouldn’t have expected people to believe them.

Kat Kerr promotes herself as a prophet. Doesn’t the Bible say something about what happens to people who promote themselves? Something negative. And the pink hair…not a great sign.

Unlike 99% of the people who watched the video, I checked her record. In 2018, she said God would turn the map red, meaning Republicans would sweep everything.

Remember how that didn’t happen?

She also predicted Trump would win last year in a landslide. Afterward, she responded to critics by redefining “landslide.” Something about how misdeeds would be uncovered. Sort of like ruins in a desert after an earthquake, I would guess.

That hasn’t happened.

There was also a link to a video by an African lady. She said God’s will would be done in America. He wouldn’t allow things that were not his will to happen. I had the audacity to comment. I asked why we had been allowed to kill 60,000,000 babies.

Everyone else was lapping it up, however.

God’s plan is for men, not women, to lead the church. Whenever he chooses a woman, it has to be because a man refused. Feminism came from hell. God is male. Jesus is male. The prophets were male. Adam, Enoch, Moses, Joshua, David, and all the kings of Judah and Israel were male. The disciples were male. All of the books of the Bible were written by men. The human beings who are subordinate to God, on the other hand, are the bride of Christ.

Am I the only one sensing a subtle pattern?

Women desire attention considerably more than men do. They will do strange things in order to get it. I don’t intend to get sucked into following unfulfilled women who are not content with their place in the plan and who crave eyeballs and ears.

God will only permit conservative leadership? Okay. Some things need to be explained, then. Here are a few: FDR, Jimmy Carter, LBJ, Bill Clinton, two Obama election victories, and Joe Biden. I’m only looking at the presidency. It gets worse when you look at other offices. Let’s not even discuss Christian nations that have already fallen. You have to be addled to think God won’t allow leftists to rule. Have you heard of Russia? Do you know what happened in 1917?

Trump is over. America is over. You need to stop trusting the wrong things. Bad times are here, right now, and you need to join the flock and get God’s help. Israel is the only nation that will survive forever, and it includes those of us who are grafted in.

I have to wonder what the red-cap prophets will be saying 6 months from now, while Trump is still out of office and still unable to communicate with us. What will they say when America turns into Cuba? Will they say it’s just a test? Will they tell us Trump is still coming? What if Trump dies? Will they tell us he’s going to be resurrected?

Our Cuban-style future is beginning. There will be “land reform.” If you have a nice house on a big lot, it will be given to someone with the right color skin. There will be correction of financial “inequity.” Wealth, not just income, will be taken away and given to people who are too irresponsible to be trusted even with food stamps. You’ll lose the right to vote. Disarmament is a given. Secession is on the table. How will the red-cap prophets redefine this as victory?

It reminds me of the way people will say a person who died from cancer was healed. “He doesn’t have cancer now.” If that’s healing, why didn’t Jesus run sick people through with a sword?

You don’t really have to pray for a sick person in order for him to die, and God doesn’t have to intervene. It happens all by itself. You can’t say God really glorified himself by doing nothing and letting Satan win.

I can’t swear that God won’t do something really strange and bring Trump back, but a miracle like that would be about like the second coming or the flood, and the world hasn’t seen a miracle like that in millennia. It’s a lot to ask, and at least most of the people predicting it have already proven unreliable.

It should be a fantastic thing for the church if a bunch of fake prophets were exposed, but I don’t think it will help, because people will still think they’re the real thing.

I don’t prophesy about America’s future, but I make guesses based in reality. I have some common sense, I know how human nature works (all too sadly), I have observed history, and I am familiar with obvious Biblical patterns. I’ll put all that up against pink hair and bad track records any day.

I guess I’ll give a Christian Mingle update. I think I MAY have communicated with one real person. I’m not sure. I make her mad, she doesn’t have a sense of humor, and she has nothing interesting to say, so it doesn’t help. She could be a real person who just isn’t exciting, and whose reasons for being single involve her personality, but she is probably a scammer who is angry at me for smoking her out and who happens to speak good English. Also, the woman in her photos is beautiful, and that’s usually a clue that you’re talking to a man in China.

I received a few “smiles” from three or four women who are probably real because they are very unattractive. There is just no way, no way, no way, no way. I’m sure women who come across my profile frequently have the same feeling. I’m not going to say something stupid and childish like, “their loss.” It’s not their loss. They’re sticking to their standards. Good for them. Starting up with a man you don’t want is a loss. Being single is nowhere near as bad as being with the wrong person.

Here’s a horrible question: who is generally more motivated? People who want to marry, or people who want to divorce?

I’ve received maybe 30 new “smiles” from accounts that are clearly fake.

For the heck of it, I responded to one today. She sent a photo of a young black woman in clingy booty shorts, followed by a shot of the same young woman in a satin bikini that covered very little, and it showed her enormous breast implants. She’s supposed to be 50, by the way. I guess she’s trying on outfits for church.

I don’t see myself renewing my membership. It’s unpleasant, seeing how badly the system works. I am fatigued by the constant and frequent assaults from people trying to do me harm. They don’t get anywhere, but it’s still tiresome. Christian Mingle should screen members, but they don’t, probably because they prefer to receive the money and let legitimate members suffer. It would be very easy to demand identification and insist that people put up photos before they contact anyone.

I changed my locality to Tennessee for a while, and it seemed like I got a little improvement, but not much.

I kind of enjoy asking scammers questions. One was supposedly from Texas, so I asked if she preferred Aggies or Longhorns. It took her quite a while to finish Googling and announce her loyalty to “the texas longhorns.” That’s not what people say in Texas. They say “‘Horns.”

To sum up, Trump isn’t coming back, I think the people who prophesied conservative nirvana are wrong, and Christian Mingle appears to be really bad, except for scammers.

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I just got a scammer to admit he or she is in Nigeria. What a blast from the past.

Oops. I’m wrong. It’s Ghana.

United States of Antichrist

I believe I will follow up on yesterday’s topics.

First, my crazy experiences on Christian Mingle. Yesterday, I complained about receiving dozens of messages from scammers who are almost surely male and located in foreign countries. They usually send messages from new accounts with no photos and computer-generated names. Today when I checked, I had nearly 30 of these messages waiting. I also had a couple from accounts that had names but no photos. These will also turn out to be scammers.

Nothing has changed, except that last night, Christian Mingle tried to match me with a sodomite. I want to be flexible, but come on.

Can you believe a Christian dating site pairs up homosexuals? What planet did I wake up on today? And they apparently let pervert predators go after heterosexual men. If I turn down women because they’re too homely, what chance does a man have?

One of the disturbing things about homosexuals is that they want normal men. Talk about not getting the message.

It occurred to me that my location might be drawing scammers. If criminals think you live in Florida, they will swarm to you like flies to poop. I may change my location to another state for a few days just to check my theory.

Right now, I’m messaging a person who claims to be a 29-year-old computer scientist from New York City. You saw that age correctly. “She” has a real account. I’ll tell you what probably happened. She had a simple password, and someone figured it out, or someone sent her a link to a site where she stupidly filled her password in, and now her account belongs to a Nigerian.

She says she went to NYU, so just for fun, I asked her which pizzeria in the NYU area was her favorite. I think the question fried her limited-response circuitry. I don’t expect an answer.

I got a message from a Texas account featuring a beautiful photo. She asked how I was doing. I said I was doing fine, except that I was trying not to think about “the Biden thing.” Her response: “Well i had a busy day with this Biden of a thing too.”

I’m guessing Chinese here. There is a certain way Chinese people who speak bad English put sentences together.

She reminds me of the guy in Gran Torino, when he tried to sound like an American.

She sent me another message in the middle of the night. Okay…isn’t that a good clue that you’re on the other side of the world?

I’m talking to another lady who claims to be from Central Florida. This one could conceivably be a real woman. She’s angry with me already, so that’s a clue that she’s a woman. I see no future in her. I am only messaging to find out if she’s real.

I just changed my location to Tennessee. Let’s see if the scammers go away.

Things don’t look good at all. That’s life.

As for “this Biden of a thing,” I got a wonderful revelation yesterday and last night. It may not sound very nice, but here it is: I’m all done with America. We chose the Antichrist, it’s very clear that this country is finished, and there is no purpose in praying for it. That huge weight is gone.

I don’t have to get involved in politics. I don’t have to think about possible pressure from people who want me to take up arms in the future. Not my circus, not my monkeys. Let the carnal people have at it.

A few days back, I got a strange phrase from God while I was praying: “You are joining the flock.” I thought it just meant I was getting closer to God, but it seems to be connected with yesterday’s revelation. I think you can’t have your heart bound up in politics and patriotism and still belong to God.

If I’m detaching from America, what nation do I belong to? Obviously, the nation, or family, of God. I’m through praying for God to do this or that for America, because America wants to go to hell, and it’s going to get what it asked for. Instead, I’ll pray for God’s children.

The Bible makes it clear that most people are not God’s children. We love to say they are, on T-shirts and greeting cards, but the Bible says they are not. It also says God’s children are those people who are Spirit-led.

Things have gone great for me during America’s rapid approach to the tribulation. I’m not poor, I am free from jerks and users, I’m not a slave to crooked preachers, my health is good, and I live in a nice area. Most Americans live in an unpleasant and deteriorating reality, but I live in a much nicer reality. Surely God’s other children either have the same things or can get them if they know what to do. I’ll pray for them instead of sending up hopeless prayers for the boneheads.

I expect to be distanced from stubborn people I know and care about. Nothing new there, except that in the past, the people who pushed me away were a lot farther from God.

As you get closer to God, you will find that the people who reject you are closer to God than the ones who rejected you in the past. It’s like you’re going from the outer court to the inner court to the holy of holies.

For a long time, I’ve told people a big part of Christianity is letting others go. Christians are poisoned by the idea that you should never give up on someone, even while worshiping a God who gave up on the world once, gave up on the Hebrews under Moses, and will give up on the world a second time. You have to let boneheads go, unless you want to spend your whole life playing their bonehead games. If you choose to hold on when God tells you to let go, the problems they cause you are your fault.

Hell is for boneheads. Tail-chasing is for boneheads. Shared unnecessary drama is for boneheads. I care more about living in God’s reality than I do about holding onto people who don’t listen.

The whole concept is fascinating. If you read the Bible with clear eyes, you see that many, many people have been abandoned for good reason. It’s part of our way of life. When people refuse to go forward, you eventually have to keep going and let them die in the desert. There’s nothing you can do for them, but if you stay with them, they can harm you badly.

It’s funny how I’ve misunderstood Bible verses. Remember these? “A thousand shall fall at thy side and ten thousand at thy right hand, but it shall not come nigh thee. Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold and see the reward of the wicked.” They sound wonderful at first, don’t they? Protection always sounds good. It seems like these verses are nothing but blessings, but they’re also curses. They’re like the curse of childbirth pain. In order for something very good to happen, there has to be great suffering. You’ll be protected, but many others will be stricken down around you, and you’ll have to watch!

Noah had to listen to his screaming friends tearing their fingernails out on the hull of the ark.

I feel a lot better today. I don’t think it will bother me much to take my Trump hat and shirt to the dump. Biden’s carnal antics won’t disturb me as much as they did yesterday. He’s functioning on a very low plane, as always. No real power there.

I hope my changed outlook will soften the pain when I have to watch America turn into Venezuela. I’m glad I’m not still clinging to false hope.

I have a Train to Catch

I have had a lot of interesting thoughts about America over the last day, and I think I should share them. I think a good deal of it is divine revelation. Things came to me suddenly.

First thing: America belongs to the Antichrist. Satan won the election, fair and square. You may say the Democrats cheated. Doesn’t matter. The electoral count is a big deal on earth, but in heaven, the votes we cast in our hearts count. Biden had the popular vote, legitimately, just as Hillary did. We wanted him, and now we have him. America’s time as a Christian nation is over, permanently, and there is nowhere left to run. This was the place where persecuted Christians fled. There is no nation left to fill that role.

What else? Here’s something: Trump is never coming back. In fact, he will disappear, except for being mentioned in news stories as the Democrats try to imprison him and so on.

Trump has been strangled, and we are next. Remember how the New Testament forbids us to eat things that are strangled? We’re not allowed to eat things with the blood still in them, even though many Christians eat things like blood pudding anyway. God does not like strangulation. When the tech giants took Trump’s voice away, they strangled him. They sacrificed him to the Antichrist.

At least Jesus could speak during the crucifixion.

Trump is no longer capable of communicating with the public, so he’s finished. He can’t tweet. He can’t put up a Youtube video. He can’t use Facebook. The networks will not put him on the air. He’s done. Period.

You can’t have a political comeback unless you can speak.

Why is no one talking about this? They seem to think it’s just like it was in 2015. No. In 2015, Trump could talk and type.

If you’re hoping for Trump to return, here’s your slap in the face: it will never happen. Not unless he is somehow reinstalled as the president of part of America during the upcoming civil war.

Trump isn’t coming back. America isn’t coming back. Our rights will disappear rapidly. If you didn’t listen to the sirens, and you’re in a big city or suburb, you’re going to suffer. You thought you knew everything. Well, you didn’t.

It has started with government overreaching and riots, and it will end in rape, home invasion, arson, and a wave of murders. You may see your wife and daughters raped. For that matter, you may see your sons raped. It’s something the Antichrist’s people like doing to white males.

Here’s something else: the riots are back. Like Israel, America decided to appease terrorists. We saw the burning cities, and many of us voted for Biden because we thought it would pacify them. On inauguration day, the rioters started up again. Antifa is rioting in Seattle and Portland, and they’re against Biden now.

People thought the rioters would settle if we threw them a bone. This is exactly how Jews think, politically. Go along with your enemies. Make a few concessions. It hasn’t worked in Israel, and it didn’t work here. Appeasement only works when your enemy wants peace. Muslims don’t want peace. They want to expel all Jews from Israel, and they want to see an end to the Jewish race. Antifa and BLM never said they would stand down if Joe Biden were elected. They want everything. They want revolution.

I believe the red horseman of the Apocalypse is playing his entrance music. He represents murder. The Bible says he will go out and cause people to kill each other. If spirits are driving the violence, only a spirit can stop it. We are not submitting to the Holy Spirit, however, so the violence should continue and ramp up.

Trump isn’t the only one who will be strangled. Twitter has already announced a censorship initiative, and they will be going after other accounts. AOC says the government should establish a “truth commission,” and instead of being censured and impeached, she is prospering in her career. It shows that Americans are open to the idea. If it were 1970, the nation would have reacted in horror, but we’ve changed. You’re going to be strangled sooner or later, so get ready for it.

The strangulation campaign is interesting, because it nullifies truth.

Jesus is the truth. He said so. By that, he meant he comes in through the front door, not through a window. He approaches you and tells you exactly what he is and what to expect. Satan doesn’t do that. He lies to you. He’s like a drug dealer who gives you your first dose of crack for nothing.

In order for Jesus to enter your life, you have to hear his truth. That will become impossible on the Internet and in the media. Jesus is the way, the truth, and the life. You can’t get the way or the life until you hear the truth.

By shutting down free speech, the Democrats will set up a stronghold intended to make the spread of the gospel impossible. This is why God is giving up on churches. The real gospel will have to be spread elsewhere.

I think the most nauseating thing about all this is that the people behind it claim to stand for the truth. AOC used the term “truth commission” in her effort to stifle the truth and let lies thrive.

The other day, I texted a friend, and during the conversation, I said, “The truth is getting lost.” I think that came from God. It’s so true. People who can’t hear the Holy Spirit–including many Spirit-baptized Christians–are starting to spew crazy rumors that have no foundation. Irrationality, which is a symptom of spirit involvement, is spreading like a grass fire. There is no one to turn to for truthful information. The press is hopeless. The CDC and WHO can’t figure out what the truth about coronavirus is, and if they did, they would tell us something different, intended to foster authoritarianism. No one will tell us the truth about climate change, even though drawing scientific conclusions about it is easy. Preachers teach garbage that prevents people from knowing God.

How can the world continue without an opening for the truth?

We’ve entered a time in which the only people who know the truth are Christians who pray in tongues a lot. They know riots and guns won’t fix America. They know elections won’t help. They know America is Satan’s country now, and they are letting God set them apart from society so they’ll be ready for the end.

I feel like nothing I do matters now. I shouldn’t start big new projects. I shouldn’t think at all about plans for the future, because there is no future in the traditional sense. I joined Christian Mingle, but I think all hope for marriage is probably lost. I feel as if everyone’s works are pretty much done, and we are just waiting for the judge.

Look at Revelation 22, which seems to agree:

Behold, I come quickly: blessed is he that keepeth the sayings of the prophecy of this book.

And I John saw these things, and heard them. And when I had heard and seen, I fell down to worship before the feet of the angel which shewed me these things.
Then saith he unto me, See thou do it not: for I am thy fellowservant, and of thy brethren the prophets, and of them which keep the sayings of this book: worship God.

And he saith unto me, Seal not the sayings of the prophecy of this book: for the time is at hand.

He that is unjust, let him be unjust still: and he which is filthy, let him be filthy still: and he that is righteous, let him be righteous still: and he that is holy, let him be holy still.

And, behold, I come quickly; and my reward is with me, to give every man according as his work shall be.

I am Alpha and Omega, the beginning and the end, the first and the last.

Blessed are they that do his commandments, that they may have right to the tree of life, and may enter in through the gates into the city.

For without are dogs, and sorcerers, and whoremongers, and murderers, and idolaters, and whosoever loveth and maketh a lie.

I Jesus have sent mine angel to testify unto you these things in the churches. I am the root and the offspring of David, and the bright and morning star.

And the Spirit and the bride say, Come. And let him that heareth say, Come. And let him that is athirst come. And whosoever will, let him take the water of life freely.

You take the water of life by praying in tongues.

I’m glad God put me on high ground three years ago. I’m glad I will never see the entitled hordes come over my fence and through my front door. I do wish I had done more for God.

I am just fooling around now, enjoying my hobbies and not being listened to. I don’t have a single person with whom I can have a real conversation about God. Talking to most people about God is like trying to talk into a leaf blower. They don’t pray, they lack your experience, but they know more than you do.

I believe I should throw out my MAGA hat and Trump shirt. They no longer serve any purpose.

I’ve decided to rent The Omega Man. I’ve never seen it all the way through. Guess I’ll have to cover my eyes during certain scenes. I feel a strong kinship with the lead character today.

L-O-L-A Lolaaaaaa…

Two very bad things have happened to me today. First, we inaugurated Joe Biden. My standing comment on this is that we went to the rodeo and bet on the clown. Second, and I know I am making myself look like an idiot when I say this, I gave in to pressure and talked to some women on Christianmingle.com.

Go ahead. Let me have it.

I have learned some fascinating things about this site.

The primary thing that surprised me is that virtually everyone who contacts you will be either incredibly, incurably undesirable, in ways that will make you wish you had never heard of sex, or they will be male scammers from foreign countries.

I have probably messaged back and forth with 35 people today. I say “people” because I very much doubt any of them were female. As far as I know, not a single one is real.

When you first start using the site, you will be forced to use a name that starts with “Mingler,” like “Mingler_3j42.” It takes a day or two for your chosen name to show up. During this time, you may start receiving barrages of “smiles” from people whose names also start with “Mingler.” It’s foreign scammers whose accounts are new because they just opened them in order to steal from you.

These accounts usually won’t have photos, because it takes a while for the site to approve them. The scammers will get around this by helpfully sending pictures like the one below.

I removed the top of her head because this is presumably an innocent woman whose picture was stolen, and she probably doesn’t want her face on my site. I keep receiving photos from women who are way too pretty to be so interested in me.

To help the ladies, I will let you know that this person is a solid 8 out of 10. This picture is excellent man bait.

Here’s something else. They will badger you to go to Google Hangouts. I thought Google Hangouts had been abandoned and removed from the Internet, but, sadly, that is not the case. Scammers want you to go there and chat with them, and I suppose they have a good scammy reason. Maybe it makes it easier to obstruct law enforcement.

When you pressure me to go to Google Hangouts, you are pressuring the wrong guy. I hate Google Hangouts, along with all other forms of social media except Youtube (which I hate a little). One of the reasons I hacked my phone was to be able to delete Google Hangouts.

They also beg for your phone number over and over, and, if they can’t get that, your email address.

They use bad grammar, which makes China look likely.

Right now, I am talking to one. I got a smile from a random Mingler, and here is how things are going:

Mingler_a93e: She sent you a smile!

Me: Hi. I will never, ever go to Google Hangouts, and I don’t give people my phone number.

Mingler_a93e: [suggestive, unchristian photo] Come on text me through hangouts florencenorvo@gmail.com

Me: What’s your name? Achmed? Dmitri? Feng Shui? I know scammers generally come from backward foreign countries where the US dumps nuclear waste

He’s stuck now. Doesn’t know what to say.

Wow! It says “Removed User.” I guess I rocked his world. His boss in the Internet cafe in Pakistan is probably beating him with his shoe.

I ran into one really good one. He started asking me about prayer in tongues and Bible verses. I thought he was for real. I gave him my email address. He actually mentioned some verses, himself. That’s pretty sophisticated. Most non-Christians can’t pull that off. Then he started calling me his teacher and canceled his account, saying he no longer needed to talk to other men.

It makes me think of Zaphod Beeblebrox.

In case you don’t know, in the Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, Zaphod Beeblebrox was the President of the Galaxy. He had an enormous ego. Odd, for a politician. He was an utter moron, but he thought he was wonderful. At one point in the book, he was put in a machine that showed people exactly how insignificant they were, and people assumed he would die from the humiliation.

Am I in that machine today?

I have heard from dozens of “women” today, and I’m pretty sure every single one whose picture wasn’t like running my toe into furniture was actually a man in a foreign country.

It would be great of scores of beautiful women in their thirties were really after me, but this is Florida, not Fantasy Island.

I just hooked another one. I gave him the Google Hangouts pitch, and he still asked me to go there. I said, “I think you’re a dude in Pakistan or India.” Now he seems mad. I guess our trip to Disney World is off.

This is amazing. Does anyone ever meet a real human being this way?

My friend Mike badgered me into this. He met a Spirit-filled lady who looks great and teaches firearms classes. She was so promising, they actually visited each other.

Maybe there was a Nigerian guy hiding inside her.

Two more “Removed User” notices. Christian Mingle should pay me.

One lady messaged and said she was messaging on behalf of her friend Tina. All I had to do to see Tina’s pictures was to enter my username and password on another website. Yeah, that sounds smart.

I can’t help thinking of my experiences with churches. I showed up, full of sincerity, and I ended up giving my service to crooks, women with goddess complexes, and a child rapist. They all pretended to be the real thing, but I meant nothing to them, and so did God.

One of the harsh realities of life is that when you go out into the world looking to do good, you are always likely to run into a walking bag of pus who has spent his or her life training to punish you for doing it.

I wish I had something encouraging to say. I tried churches, and I was chased by women my friends still joke about. I quit going to church, and I met nobody. I checked out Christian Mingle, and I met men who type in pidgin English and seriously expect me to send them money.

Being single is not optimal, but it’s not painful, either, and it’s orders of magnitude better than spending my life with the wrong woman. If God has decided not to breach the barriers between me and marriage, I’ll be just fine.

I plan to talk to some more scammers now, simply because it’s entertaining. Might as well get something for my money.

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I have to post more of this stuff.

She sent you a smile!

Me: Hi. I don’t use Google Hangouts, and I don’t give people my phone number.

Mingler_6f61: how are you doing today handsome man?

Me: I’m here to meet women, not male scammers in foreign countries.

Mingler_6f61: that sound good Handsome
what are you here for and where are you from as well

Me: I am here for great deals on counterfeit Louis Vuitton handbags, and I am from the planet Uranus.
Are you even reading this?

Mingler_6f61: yes handome

She sent you a smile!

Me: Hi. I don’t use Google Hangouts, and I don’t give people my phone number.

Mingler_3d07: Well it nice to meet you and i will like you to tell me about yourself..?

Me: I have never been to China, Russia, or Africa, and I don’t want to send my savings account there.

Mingler_3d07: Very Good..So tell me for how long have you been on here

Me: I am a giraffe, and I have been here ever since I escaped from the zoo.

I’m up to two more “Removed Users.”

Seems Pointless in a Time When Facts Don’t Matter

I have learned that I was wrong about the Capitol riot.

When hyped-up Trump supporters stormed the Capitol, I looked at the news, and what I saw didn’t seem to be as bad as leftists were saying it was. Here is what I saw:

1. An angry crowd broke into the Capitol.
2. Police shot an unarmed woman who was climbing past a security barrier and killed her.
3. One person in the crowd died from a heart attack.
4. A police officer died in some way related to crowd control.
5. The crowd overcame another police officer and put him on the ground but did not kill him.
6. Some idiots went into restricted areas and posed with selfies.
7. A couple of pipes with wires were found in Washington the same day, but no one had established that they were on the scene at the Capitol or that they were bombs.

I thought the death of the unarmed woman looked more like police misconduct than a necessary and natural consequence of the riot. Rioters generally have not been shot for entering government buildings. If police did that, imagine how many dead leftists there would be.

I thought the death of the heart attack victim didn’t have anything to do with the people who entered the Capitol. The press harped on it because it helped them inflate the casualty toll, and that was dishonest.

I found out one other woman was trampled and died, and another man who was somewhere among the DC protestors, or maybe among the rioters, died from a stroke. Back when all the riot news was emerging, I didn’t know about those deaths because they weren’t mentioned in the stories I read. That being said, the woman who was trampled is no different from the people BLM and Antifa have accidentally killed, and the stroke victim shouldn’t even be in the news.

It looks like I’m still right about the woman who was shot and the heart attack victim, so no apology there. I have to add that it’s strange how leftist journalists treated all the conservative casualties as though they were targeted victims of the mob.

I will also say I don’t apologize for saying the riot was overhyped. It was not a coup or an attempt to kill legislators. It was also much gentler than most leftist riots. Amazingly, the rioters went home when they were confronted and scolded. Try that with BLM. Leftist terrorists have attacked local and federal government buildings many times, and they have tried to burn them with government employees inside, and while all that was going on, the press called them “protestors”, and businesses like Amazon signaled their solidarity with them.

Was the riot terrorism? Terrorism is the use or threat of violence in order to force political ends. This riot doesn’t qualify. The participants were generally trying to demonstrate their disapproval of the way the election was handled. There may have been a few hard core types among them who wanted to terrorize, but overall, they were just acting out, and they had no plan to occupy the building, destroy it, take hostages, or kill congressmen. They didn’t intend to frighten the government into overturning the election, and they weren’t trying to scare people into voting conservative.

So what was I wrong about?

First, the cop who was killed did not die in an accident. I have learned that someone hit him with a fire extinguisher. That looks like first-degree murder to me, and since it occurred in a federal district, I assume the death penalty applies. People who murder cops need to be prosecuted. Of course, I’m saying all this with limited knowledge of the facts, so I may be wrong.

Second, the cop who was knocked down says more than one person urged his assailants to kill him with his own gun. The rioters themselves protected him and prevented this from happening, but they should never have battered or restrained him in the first place. They should be prosecuted for whatever battery offense applies, on top of the charges related to breaking and entering, and anyone who suggested killing him should do multiple decades in prison.

I never supported mobbing the Capitol. I think all political rioters should be arrested and prosecuted. Unfortunately, leftist politicians and prosecutors have established a bad precedent by restraining the police and dropping charges for BLM and Antifa, so the picture becomes cloudy when it comes to the DC riot. Surely, right-wing rioters will be treated much worse than leftists, but I think they would be in bigger trouble had left-wing rioters been getting what they deserve.

As for the general climate, things seem to be much worse than the public understands. I like to shoot, so I have alerts set up to help me get ammunition. The alerts tell me when ammo is available. They have been going off less and less frequently. People are really stocking up. I’m also trying to get parts for firearm projects, and the situation is not good. For example, complete upper receivers for AR-15’s are hard to come by. The easiest products to buy are undesirable junk and high-end products no one can afford.

On a lark, I decided to look at 80% gun frames and receivers. These are unfinished, nonfunctional parts you finish at home. The BATF doesn’t consider them guns, so anyone can order them over the web. The supply has really dried up. A gun you complete yourself has no serial number, so if you shoot someone with it and the police find it, the BATF can’t figure out who bought it when it was new. For this reason, these weapons are called “ghost guns.” They appeal to a lot of people who are bothered by the fact that every single numbered gun you buy new can be traced to you by the BATF. Effectively, there is a “ghost registry” through serial numbers.

I thought it might be fun to buy one of these things and finish it, and that’s why I checked their availability. Things have to be getting pretty bad when guns you have to finish manufacturing are hard to get.

Where are all these products going? People aren’t buying them so they can shoot ducks.

Oddly, conservatives are helping the government disempower their fellows. They’re snapping up gigantic quantities of things they don’t personally need, so they can resell them and make money. Having a few extra dollars so you can buy a new bass boat won’t mean much to you if civil war comes and your allies can’t defend themselves effectively.

People have been selling cheap .22 ammo for 50 cents per round. It usually runs about 6 cents. My buddy Mike wanted to get rid of an unfired Marlin Model 60 he had never shot, so he put it on Gunbroker.com. The new value of the gun and scope should be around $225, but he got $375. He also doubled his money on a shotgun he wasn’t using. The gougers and hoarders have made it possible for sellers with perfectly good intentions to reap windfalls.

Tomorrow is inauguration day, and I am longing for closure. If Biden has to be inaugurated, let’s get it over with. It’s as if America went to a rodeo featuring a dozen capable riders and bet on the clown, but okay, let’s put it behind us. What if we don’t get closure, though? What if something happens tomorrow, or what if something happens next week, and it’s so momentous it’s big enough to topple Biden?

I would love to see him knocked out of office. No doubt about it. I also think we may reach the point where reasonable people choose resistance over tyranny. But there is nothing comforting about any likely scenario, except for God’s protection for a few individuals and the possibility of the rapture. No matter what happens, I think things will go badly for America.