Biden Shuffles Closer to Fateful Red Line

Today I am looking at Zechariah.

In 586 BC, Yahweh got fed up with the Jewish people and sent them into exile. This was a punishment from God, not an unjust persecution of good people. The word makes that clear. Isaiah foretold the Babylonian captivity and the destruction of Jerusalem and the temple at least a hundreds years earlier, and he described God’s hatred for Jewish idolatry and disobedience.

Like the rest of us, the Jews have never had a common problem that wasn’t connected to rebellion. Antisemitism’s successes and the constant efforts to destroy Israel spring from the refusal to give up heresy and accept Yeshua, the only divine Jewish Messiah there will ever be.

If you read the Tanakh, you will see that Yahweh never let the Jewish people suffer great distress except when they were disobedient. Sadly for gentiles, we are judged the same way.

A few decades after Jerusalem was destroyed, the Persian emperor Cyrus, whom Isaiah named before he was born, gave his Jewish eunuch cupbearer, Nehemiah, permission to start rebuilding. Several years later, the temple opened for business under Darius, the emperor who replaced Cyrus.

The Jews persisted in idolatry and heresy and endured a series of conquerors until 70 AD, when the temple, which had been renovated by one of the Herods, was destroyed by the Romans under Titus. The Jews haven’t recovered. God scattered them all over the world, and most of them have not returned and have no plans to do so. Israel was barren and poor until Jews started returning during the 20th centure.

Jewish history says religious Jews in the temple observed the temple’s massive gate opening by itself prior to its destruction, and many people see this as evidence the presence of God had left. Also, the scarlet thread on the temple door, which had always turned white over Yom Kippur, failed to change color during the 40 years after the crufixion, suggesting that the Jews who ran the religious establishment had failed to acknowledge the final sacrifice; that of their Messiah.

This is pretty much what happened after Zechariah prophesied. In his prophecies, he talks of a day of the Lord, which will be preceded by terrible suffering. He talks about Israel being overrun and the women raped and so on.

These things have not yet happened, so they have to be future events.

Here is part of the chapter:

For I will gather all nations against Jerusalem to battle; and the city shall be taken, and the houses rifled, and the women ravished; and half of the city shall go forth into captivity, and the residue of the people shall not be cut off from the city.

Then shall the Lord go forth, and fight against those nations, as when he fought in the day of battle.

And his feet shall stand in that day upon the mount of Olives, which is before Jerusalem on the east, and the mount of Olives shall cleave in the midst thereof toward the east and toward the west, and there shall be a very great valley; and half of the mountain shall remove toward the north, and half of it toward the south.

This can’t be about Nebuchadnezzar. It can’t be about Titus. It can’t be about Hitler. The facts don’t match. It has not happened yet.

The first sentence appears to be in the works. It says God himself will gather all nations against Jerusalem to battle. There are a few nations which are relatively friendly to Israel, but the simple fact is that without the US, Israel would have no powerful friends among the nations. Once the US turns, as it started to do under Obama (some would say Bush II), it will be reasonable to say that just about all nations are against Jerusalem.

Jerusalem represents Israel. It has been the capital since 1980, and Donald Trump, the American Cyrus, gave it our official recognition when he was president.

Now Americans, including many Jews, are in the streets protesting not just Israel, but Jewish individuals with no connection to Israel. They chase and abuse Jewish college students with no repercussions. A bunch of antisemites just entered the US Capitol illegally to protest, and unlike the J6 victims, they were sent home without charges.

With the exception of many conservative Christian gentiles and most, but not all, Jews, Americans are generally not all that bothered by antisemitism. We have had one president who was openly against Israel, and most Jews voted for him anyway. Iran just fired rockets and sent drones to Israel, supposedly in self-defense, after Israel retaliated against Iran for arming terrorists in Palestine and Lebanon. Our current president had a phone call with Netanyahu, and instead of giving him a free hand to do as he saw fit, our president appears to have reined him in.

Israel is very dependent on us, so our presidents can push Israeli prime ministers around. If Israel were dependent on Yeshua, Israel, not the US, would be the premier nation of Earth, but that’s not how things have worked out.

America’s abstention is the main reason all nations are not against Israel, but America is not the stable ally it used to be. Can Zechariah 14 be that far off?

Biden may well be reelected because American women love abortion so much. They have shown they are willing to charge the polling places in feminine rebellion against God’s patriarchal universe. If Biden wins, he will probably have to bow out and leave Kamala Harris in charge very soon. Harris is even farther to the left than Biden, so a Harris reign would likely put the US in among the other nations that oppose Israel.

Jews will vote for Biden in November. If he can’t make it to the election, they will vote for Harris. If Harris dies suddenly before we vote, they will vote for a bowl of fruit salad as long as it’s the Democrat nominee.

Bill Maher, an atheist Jew, says he would vote for Biden’s head in a jar of blue liquid before he would vote for Trump, and he really means it. People think it’s just a joke, but Maher would literally vote for a cucumber or a radish and wait for the Democrats to find a replacement.

As a group, Jews always feed and support those who want to destroy them. This is the nature of rebellion against God. The 850 prophets of Baal who served Jezebel weren’t foreigners. They were Jews.

Zechariah 14 did not happen in the past, and it can’t be far off in the future. The modern Tower of Babel, which is technology coupled with paganism, is getting too powerful.

We are gaining godlike powers, and Satan uses them to fill us with pride and make us reject God. We’re not getting the big godlike powers, like the ability to work miracles at will, but we have hydrogen bombs, artificial intelligence, gain-of-function viruses and other abominations resulting from gene manipulation, and an astounding ability to do things with information.

We are creating beings that are part human and part animal. We are developing a surveillance apparatus so widespread, it is getting close to the point where it can eliminate free will.

You have to be careful when answering your phone now. Spammers use AI to record and steal voices. They can call your relatives pretending to be you and claiming you’ve been kidnapped. If you don’t answer the phone, they can do it using your Instagram videos. They can make videos of you doing whatever they want.

In Babel, God showed he was not willing to let people have too much supernatural power, so surely he will step in when our natural power becomes too great.

I am ready to leave. I don’t want to raise kids on this planet until God changes it.

Speaking of change, it’s coming. Zechariah mentioned the Messianic Age, also known as the Millennium. A better world is on the way. It will be here after the 7 years of tribulation, when Yeshua returns to rule with his bride.

In chapter 9, these words appear:

A message came from Adonai-Tzva’ot: “Adonai-Tzva’ot says, ‘I am extremely jealous on Tziyon’s behalf, and I am jealous for her with great fury.’ Adonai says, ‘I am returning to Tziyon, and I will live in Yerushalayim. Then Yerushalayim will be called Truth City, Adonai-Tzva’ot’s Mountain, the Mountain of the Holy One.

Adonai-Tzva’ot says, ‘Old men and old women will once again sit in the open places of Yerushalayim, each one with his cane in his hand, because of their great age. The city’s open places will also be full of boys and girls playing there.’

Adonai-Tzva’ot says, ‘This may seem amazing to the survivors in those days, but must it also seem amazing to me?’ says Adonai-Tzva’ot. Adonai-Tzva’ot says, ‘I will save my people from lands east and west; I will bring them back, and they will live in Yerushalayim. They will be my people; and I will be their God, with faithfulness and justice.’

This didn’t happen with Herzl, and it didn’t happen in 1948. There has been some restoration, but nothing like this. It’s in the future.

Most Jews are atheists or something close to it. They are not God’s people at the moment, even though they are precious to him.

I want to see things come to a head, not for vengeance on people who are against God and his children, but for the same reason I would want to see an actual boil come to a head, permitting it to be lanced. We can’t have the good until after we see the bad. I don’t want to see the world get more and more disgusting and unlivable for another 30 years. I would rather see the rapture and tribulation come right now, so we can finally move on and see the blessed world God always wanted us to have.

Some people want things to get worse so they can have a civil war and run around shooting everyone who annoys them. I just want to see humanity healed and restored. I want an end to hate and pride. I don’t want to be ruled and abused by perverts any more. I want to see ailments healed supernaturally so we don’t have to pay the latest generation of secular witch doctors to cut us up. I want to see an end to poverty.

The Iran attack makes this all feel much more real. If there is anything happening now that makes it look like the end is far off, I am not aware of it.

Isaiah 3:4 Comes to Life

I heard a shocking insight on the problem with today’s soft, coddled, narcissistic, sociopathic, ignorant, racist, Jew-baiting younger generations.

It came from a weird source: the TV show “It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia.” In so many words, a character said that that social sites had changed people’s priorities. On social sites, people slavishly compete for “likes.” That’s the basis of the problem. I’ll just post the video here. It’s under a minute long.

The idea is that young people aren’t concerned about being virtuous. All they really want is for other people to admire them, so they say what they think other people want to hear so they will be popular.

As you see in the video, the character used his knowledge to get flighty, conceited, deluded young women to have sex with him. He said things he knew they would approve of, and he soon found himself on top of them, which is all he wanted from the start.

Back when there was a real Blogosphere, which means maybe before 2004, we saw something similar among bloggers. There were a lot of bloggers who would do anything to be linked. They treated website visits as though they were rubies piling up in a vault. A lot of people sucked up to Glenn Reynolds, because a link from his site would generate 30,000 or more visits.

People shaped their writing to please Reynolds and the other link rainmakers, and they formed cliques.

I didn’t get into this because it wasn’t my nature. I liked it when I got traffic bumps, and I hoped I would end up with a steady stream of heavy traffic, but I didn’t care enough about it to become a whore and kiss up to people I didn’t respect or agree with. I remember when Pajamas Media arrived, and I was a huge critic. I realized it would ruin conservative blogging. It was an attempt to put a small cabal in control of other people’s traffic and shut non-favored bloggers out. I offended a lot of people who were too thick to understand the problem. They thought every conservative owed loyalty to anyone who tried to increase the influence of conservative bloggers, but that was as far as their limited comprehension got them. They never tried to understand my objections.

I’m not good at manipulating people, because I hate manipulation. My natural approach to life is to try to get things through my own efforts instead of manipulating others to do my work for me. This is an interesting subject, because it has supernatural roots.

For a long time, I’ve been disgusted by big-church preachers who teach lies, and one day, God showed me the difference between his sons and Satan’s sons, and it made me understand why big-church preachers were so vile. One way to tell a son of God from a son of Satan is that a son of God will use his tools to get what he wants, while a son of Satan will use people. People are his tools.

Leftists are children of Satan. They hate meritocracy. Instead of trying to get things on their own, they use libel to force other people to give them what they have and become their de facto slaves.

The episode from which the video comes aired in late 2021, which was a year after we saw Americans tear each other apart online for things like welcoming Donald Trump’s shots, criticizing the same shots when they were touted by Joe Biden, and refusing to wear masks that didn’t work. Covid showed us how stupid, mindless, vicious, cowardly, and herd-driven Americans really are. It showed us the tip of the iceberg, anyway. We are capable of doing everything the Nazis and Japanese did.

A silly, crass TV sitcom has helped me understand just how lost humanity is. We have never had much character, and now we face attitude-shaping forces we will never be good enough to overcome or even fight. Young people wander through life now with their phones in front of them, competing to see how much they can impress other unthinking children by agreeing with them on X, Tiktok, and Instagram. The punishment for disagreeing is banishment from everyone else’s sight. If you speak the truth, the tech sites shadowban you into digital solitary confinement.

It’s too bad Orwell didn’t foresee shadowbanning. That would have made this century more interesting.

Nobody ever gave humanity a needed breakthrough by agreeing with what other people said. You can’t agree with anything that hasn’t been mentioned before, and by its very nature, a useful new idea can’t be something that has already been mentioned. The kids are just rehashing seductive, pathological errors other kids have already made, and they are actively blocking genuinely progressive thought that would heal society.

We need wise people to bring the world back to reality, but wise people are aging out of the population. They are dying without being replaced. The system shames their replacements out of existence, or at least out of the public eye. Wise young people are few in number, and they are systematically deplatformed. A homogeneous population of self-righteous, nonthinking simpletons is rising up to replace generations that had some hope of self-correction.

People who aren’t smart or very good make up the vast majority of human beings. People should realize they need to be led. Low-intelligence people are constantly reinforced in their delusions of cleverness now, so there is no hope they will realize they need to start listening.

In earlier times, the ratio of fools to wise people didn’t change much from one century to another. Now, because of the social-site feedback loop, the ratio is zooming upward with no brakes. Smart people created technology, and technology is turning human beings into fools.

We have never faced a challenge like this. We’re losing. There is no hope we will pull out of it.

Satan has always loved going after the young. He loves turning them against the old, because the old have all the wisdom. Communists, all of whom served Satan, always took kids away from their parents so they could be programmed without unwanted injections of time-proven wisdom. During the 20th century, Satan used changes in music and entertainment to segregate kids from older people who could save them. He used the arts to convince young airheads that older people were stupid. Now he uses cyberspace to do these things, much more effectively. “Likes” have turned out to be more powerful than drugs.

What do we do about our problem? We post videos explaining why the kids are wrong. We p3n the libs with reasoned arguments. It’s not going to work. If reason mattered to people, we wouldn’t be in this situation.

It makes me sad to see Christians and conservatives proudly filling the web with material they think will solve the problem. A lot of these people will probably be rounded up and killed within 20 years. After they lose. If I’m still here when leftists get what they want, I guess I’ll be right in there with the unpersons in cattle cars, because I have tried to change the world, too.

I feel alienated for many reasons. One reason is that I have never had much motivation to be popular. I can’t relate to the kind of people who run for third grade class president or captain of the pep squad. I don’t understand the desire to be admired greatly by dunces. I understand the desire to be left alone.

I wonder if this is why I have no fear of public speaking. I have never had high self-esteem, I don’t crave attention, I hate fame, and I have always been somewhat shy, but it doesn’t bother me at all to speak in front of crowds. If a van pulled up to my house right now, and I was asked to stand in front of a camera and address the planet for an hour, I wouldn’t be afraid at all, except for the fear–the certainty–that legions of undeveloped people similar to baboons would start harassing me. My lack of fear must be related to the fact that I have nothing but contempt for crowds. I don’t respect them at all.

A crowd voted against Moses. A crowd voted against the Jewish priests and demanded tyrannical and incompetent kings. That was catastrophic. A crowd voted to have the Romans murder Yeshua. A crowd tried to throw him off a cliff. Crowds beat Paul. These were religious crowds, too.

Throughout the Bible, crowds were against God maybe 90% of the time.

Crowds pour into hell all day. Individuals are saved out of crowds.

The Bible tells us not to incline after the majority to do injustice. It doesn’t say anything like that about individuals, because people feel very little pressure to follow individuals. You don’t have to caution people against doing what they don’t want to do.

When we feel pressure to follow individuals, it’s almost always because crowds are already following them.

Here’s something funny: Jewish sages have decided the Bible tells people to incline with the majority, even though the text clearly, indisputably says the opposite. How perverse can you get? The majority of sages must have overruled God.

Things are worse than we thought. They will continue to get worse. There is no collective solution. The only answer is to stay close to God and constantly invite correction. You can’t save the ship, but you can get a seat in the lifeboat.

Senile, Pandering President Outdoes Himself

I wrote about Biden and his wife banning religious-themed designs from their silly White House Easter egg roll. Commenter Juan Paxety noted that Biden had also proclaimed Easter and Passover the “Transgender Day of Visibility.”

This year Easter and Passover come more or less at the same time.

So what is transgender visibility? It sounds like perverts are supposed to go out in public and make a show of themselves. If this is the case, then every day of the year is the Transgender Day of Visibility, because perverts love showing off. In fact, many of them get sexually aroused by showing off.

It sounds like a day designed to offend decent people.

Organizations that pretend to be churches are having special events to celebrate sexual perversion today. Who do you turn to when churches belong to Satan?

Fake Christians who support perversion always do what their father does: they make false accusations. “Devil” means “slanderer,” which means Satan is a gaslighter. He wrongs us and then accuses us of being the wrongdoers.

Fake churches are calling God’s clear position on perversion “hate,” and they are patting themselves on the back. “Hate doesn’t live here,” and so on. They are demonizing people who are trying to give self-destructive people the helpful information they need.

“Hate” may keep your confused son from castrating himself and making himself sterile and unmarriageable. It may keep your confused daughter from letting a monster in scrubs slice her healthy breasts off, skin her arm, use the skin to create a fake penis that doesn’t work, and then skin her leg to cover the arm. That’s hate?

Marriage is good. Reproduction is good. Knowing God is good. Let a deranged surgeon mutilate you sexually, and you are likely to miss out on all three of these things.

Homosexual men who call themselves trans women have worse problems than mutilated girls, who can hold onto their uteruses, deliver by Caesarean section, and have relationships with other lesbians. Typically, mutilated men have sick dreams of being wooed and wed by tall, hunky, heterosexual men who look like Chippendale dancers. In reality, heterosexual men find them just as sexually repulsive as they do homosexual men who still have their organs. “Trans women” have to settle for other people who have let Satan turn them into disturbing oddities.

Finding people of your own sex sexually repulsive is not bigotry. It’s not something learned. It’s good and normal. It’s an essential part of heterosexuality. Attraction is not based on decisions. It’s based on natural inclinations with biological causes.

Males treated with puberty blockers also fail to grow to normal adult heights. They tend to be tiny and weak. Smaller than most adult women. Noted hormonal trainwreck “Jazz Jennings” (pseudonym) is about a foot shorter than his normal brothers. He is much shorter than his mother. He has friends in the same boat.

Dating is hard for everyone. Imagine what it’s like when you’re a man with a huge wound where your reproductive organs used to be. You’re only going to attract fetishists. Dream of Brad Pitt and Chris Hemsworth all you want. Fantasize about firemen and lumberjacks. You’re going to get sad kooks with demonic preferences that are all about uncommitted sex and have nothing to do with love. You’re going to end up with rejects, if you find anyone at all.

I know someone who was approached by a mutilated pervert on a dating site. The pervert said he wanted to show this person his “beautiful butterfly,” referring to the grotesque surgical creation between his legs. It’s hard to describe how the phrase “beautiful butterfly” hits a heterosexual man in this context. The revulsion is difficult to put into words.

Here’s something most people don’t understand about disgust. It depends on appeal. For example, not all bad smells are disgusting. The worst ones combine unpleasant odors with odors we find appealing. Human feces smell a lot like food, and that’s why the smell of feces is so repugnant.

A man with a hole carved in his crotch is extremely disgusting because normal men are drawn to female genitalia. A mutilated male combines some of the attraction of female genitalia with the strong sexual repulsion of another man’s naked crotch.

What’s worse? A pile of cat poop all by itself, or a pile of cat poop on top of a beautiful cake?

When I’m out on my farm, I walk by pile after pile of cow manure, and it doesn’t bother me at all. Put one on top of a pizza, and my reaction will be a lot different.

The demoniac who approached my friend was completely unable to empathize with normal men. He could not imagine the bone-deep disgust his filthy remark engendered. He thought he was a big temptation. A seductress. In reality, he made other men want to heave.

If you don’t want to hear more about artificial vaginas, stop reading now. They never heal. They don’t clean themselves. They have to be pried open over and over, because like all unnatural wounds, they try to close up and heal. They fill up with bacteria and fungus, and they stink.

You can find perverts themselves complaining about these things online. This information doesn’t come from the pope or the Southern Baptist Convention.

As for women, they lose all appeal to heterosexual men. They lose their figures. They lose all the sexual functions of breasts. They lose the ability to breastfeed. They look like they’ve been in house fires, because they are covered in skin grafts. If you’re a girl, and you go this route, you face a life of lesbian relationships, at best. If you’ve had a phalloplasty, most lesbians will reject you.

Lesbians have bad relationships. I should add that. They have the highest rate of domestic violence of any type of couples. They break up frequently. Their relationships are usually short. Women don’t get along well with each other, and lesbianism doesn’t change that.

All these things are true, yet today, a president who lies and says he’s a Christian used two events that are sacred to Christians and Jews to encourage sick people to taunt normal people with their revolting and tragic mental problems.

God hates homosexuality. He calls it abomination. He doesn’t call rape or murder abomination. Think about that. It’s a very serious thing.

He also calls pride abomination, along with lying and rebellion.

Leftists who hate Christianity keep trying to give Christians Christianity lessons. They keep telling us it’s all about being nice and refraining from calling out sin. Not true. Jesus hit people with a whip. He called religious leaders children of Satan. He called them snakes. He criticized sinners in public.

Telling your effeminate son he’s wonderful and dressing him up as a Disney princess is not love, any more than telling a heroin addict he’s wonderful, and giving him more heroin, is love. Having your daughter’s breasts cut off because she’s going through a short phase is not love. It’s abomination. It has consequences.

This stuff doesn’t work. It doesn’t actually prevent suicide. It makes it more common. It doesn’t lead to fulfillment. It leads to loneliness and rejection. It ruins people’s relationships with the Holy Spirit. It takes people to hell if they never repent.

Nonetheless, our senile, malicious, spineless, corrupt, greedy, unintelligent, lie-loving president is using our White House and two sacred holidays to promote it.

What comes after this? What is worse? Will he have naked trans nuts sacrifice pigs to Baal in the Rose Garden on Christmas Day? It will be hard to top this. If we’re not at the end of the age, we must be very, very close, because Satan is running out of gimmicks.

What other days will Biden proclaim? National Incest Day? National Stealing Day? I forgot…now that Democrats don’t prosecute thieves, every day is National Stealing Day.

I’ve said this many times: if it’s this bad today, what will it be like in 6 months? It’s like there is a Moore’s Law for abomination and pride.

Dental Work or Dental Work Plus New Furniture; Your Choice

I wrote about my wife’s dental issues and the likelihood that we would visit Cancun to get them fixed. Here’s some news: we made the trip, and we returned yesterday. My friend Mike was going because he had a freshly-shattered tooth, so we tagged along.

Things went very well, depending on what “well” means to you.

We took the cheapest flight we could find, which was not cheap at all. We went during the spring break rush, so we paid about twice what we would ordinarily have paid. We flew Spirit Airlines, which is famous for thin seats that don’t recline.

Spirit looked like a pretty good deal up front because the fare was relatively low, but they did a good job of catching up to real airlines. The fees were beyond belief. I paid over $80 each for our carry-on and suitcase. We also took a $100 hit, more or less, to be seated in the same row. Then Spirit tried to sell us wifi and bigger seats.

Here is what Spirit doesn’t know: my wife and I have made 5 other overseas trips since the start of 2021, and after multiple ordeals lasting more than 30 hours, neither one of us is impressed by problems that last two. I could stand in the aisle for two hours. It would mean nothing to me.

I should also add that while the seats were fixed in place, they seemed to lean back more than ordinary airline seats do before reclining. For two hours, they were not all that bad.

Spirit is a somewhat annoying airline to use, but it seems to work well for people who know what they’re doing and don’t need help.

Cancun hotels can be both affordable and reasonably pleasant. It looks like the key is to avoid the main tourist area. Our first room was included with our flight bundle, so it’s not possible to say what it cost, but Expedia listed it for $84 per day, so figure $100 after all the hidden stuff is added in. Again, spring break prices. We had a guard gate as well as a card that got us into and out of the hotel and the adjoining mall, so we felt pretty safe.

The hotel could have been cleaner. I saw the maid “washing” our used glasses and cups, and all she did was rinse them with hot water from the bathroom sink. Disturbing. The towels didn’t smell all that fresh, possibly because the hotel used some kind of greenie washing machines that harbor mildew.

At first, we stayed in a simple room. It was a little smaller than a typical Holiday Inn room, but it had a big balcony with a hot tub we didn’t use. We had access to a weird LG washing machine with no English instructions, and it didn’t work very well.

Later on, we moved to a suite for maybe $150 more, total. We had to extend our stay, so we moved in order to get more room and our own washer.

The staff was very nice. They weren’t always able to give us what we needed, but they did try.

One thing that surprised me was the wind noise at the hotel. There are times of year when the wind blows constantly in Cancun, and where we were, it made loud whistling noises as it hit our windows and balconies. You really need ear plugs and a white noise machine when it’s windy.

The noise from bars full of drunks was also bad. Nothing happens in Cancun until the afternoon. Before that, it’s like the whole place has a “Do not disturb” sign on it. I think all the tourists are drunk, hungover, and/or nauseous in the mornings. At night, horrible dance music starts blasting from every bar, at levels which definitely damages people’s hearing. It goes on until at least 4 a.m. Thankfully, while our hotel was not built to kill wind noise effectively, the sound from bars was blocked pretty well.

If you decide to get dental or medical treatment in Cancun, I would suggest using a hotel attached to a mall. The mall was a huge help. There was a big, clean store similar to a Walmart, and there were food options that weren’t too bad. Of course, the fast food was cheaper than it is in America, because Mexico never had the insane minimum wage revolution that resulted in hordes of American burger-flippers being fired and replaced by electronic kiosks.

The dental clinic provided “free” shuttles for trips among the airport, the hotel, and the clinic itself, so that saved us a lot of money and aggravation. We tipped the drivers something like $2.50 per trip anyway. They didn’t expect it. Other Americans jumped out of the shuttles and took off without looking back.

Digression: twice, we shared shuttles with an entire family that was there for dental work. There was a son who looked to be around 14. Very pale and thin, with long, twig-like arms. He had short hair, cut with clippers. He had tattoos, now that I think about it. Strange thing to do to a child.

The second time we saw this family, the son spoke. He had a wispy, high-pitched, feminine voice. I’m pretty sure he was a girl. I looked at her arms, and they hadn’t yet been skinned to make an artificial penis. I hope these people come to their senses before having their child mutilated beyond repair.

The clinic itself was slightly run-down, but at the same time, it had equipment worthy of NASA. They had machines I had never seen before. They had my wife put her head in a machine, and it created 3-D x-rays. That was amazing to me. My American dentist has nice x-ray machines, but he can’t take 3D models of my teeth and rotate and magnify them on a screen.

On the first day, we got her examined and x-rayed, and they gave us a plan. It all happened very quickly. I had been hoping for a single $1500 implant, but she needed an implant, at least two crowns, extractions for three impacted wisdom teeth (muelas del juicio), and a bunch of fillings. I’m not sure, but I think that during her childhood in Africa, she brushed her teeth mainly with grape soda.

She also needed a sinus lift. This is a procedure where they stick material in the floor of a sinus in order to build up the bone for an implant.

In the US, an implant alone is about $5000, and a sinus lift will run you at least $1500, so $6500 at best. A crown will cost $1500 or more. Pulling the wisdom teeth would have cost nearly $2000. Overall, treatment in the US would probably have cost us $15000. They told us we were on the hook for $5850, and I jumped at it.

Sadly, we had to extend our trip. We were hoping to be there for under three days, but because of the unexpected issues, including an infection that had to be killed with antibiotics before the sinus lift, we had to stay nearly a whole week. At first we were in a room, but we spent our last three days in a suite with two bedrooms.

I will be honest. I think the people who worked on my wife are much more able than every dentist I’ve seen in America. They have more experience. They do major procedures all day, 6 days a week. No one goes to Cancun for a cleaning; they go because they have big problems. The Mexicans have oral surgeons in their clinics, full time. How many implants does your dentist do? Maybe three a week? How much oral surgery does he do? Probably not much, and maybe none. Practice makes perfect, and the dentists and oral surgeon we saw get tons of practice.

They did a fantastic job with medication. When I got my wisdom teeth pulled in Miami, they sent me home with a prescription for Vicodin and wished me luck. In Cancun, they prescribed tramadol and ketolorac for pain, dexamethasone for inflammation and swelling, azithromycin for infection, nasal spray for congestion, and a special mouth rinse to prevent problems after the procedures. They gave us detailed, printed instructions to guide my wife during the recovery process.

My wife had no real pain during her visits, and the drugs kept her happy back at the hotel.

Mexican pharmacies are really interesting. They will give you nearly anything without a prescription, and the medicines are real, made by reputable companies. On top of all this, they don’t keep prescription slips, so if you want, you can fill your prescription more than once. This would be very, very useful if you lived in a place like America, where doctors treat all people in pain like criminals, and you wanted to keep painkillers on hand for future emergencies. You could get a prescription filled more than once, use the pills you needed, and take the rest home to save for a bad day. Of course, I would never do anything like that. But you could.

You probably don’t need a prescription for ketolorac or tramadol in Mexico, though.

They will also sell you steroids. In fact, they will try to get you to buy them even if you don’t want them. Steroids and Viagra. Steroids and Viagra. Step right up. Buy all you want. I considered getting some deca durabolin in case I needed to have the wife move some downed trees.

We didn’t buy anything the dentists didn’t prescribe, but I might get some stuff next time. Efudex is a good thing to have if you live in Florida. I already have some tubes Mike brought me from Cancun. If you get a bump you think could be a precancer, you slap Efudex on it, and it goes away, even if it’s already cancerous. You can’t use it for melanoma, but it kills the other types of skin cancer. Much better than being sliced up for nothing.

The food in Cancun was acceptable. That’s all I can say. We went to a seafood place on the beach between appointments, and I had some tacos featuring tempura-style fish that tasted sharky. We also hit some American fast food places in the mall, along with some Mexican food court joints. We ate at an Italian restaurant and a place that served Mexican food to locals.

Some of the food was downright bad. Most was okay. The Mexican place, Flor de Lis, served authentic food, which is a little different from American-style Mexican. The flavors were more subdued, but everything was good. I would go again.

We found an Indian place that was very good. Not the best we’ve ever had, but well worth visiting again. The name is Patravali.

I learned a lot of Spanish in the few days I spent in Cancun. More than I learned in decades in Miami, to be honest, perhaps because I had a natural desire to be a good guest. In Miami, I always felt, correctly, that Americans should never feel obligated to learn Spanish in order to live in America among ungrateful and thoughtless immigrants. In Mexico, a lot of sentences surprised me by emerging from my mouth. My wife thought I spoke Spanish.

Immersion really works. This is something leftist can’t learn. They waste billions of tax dollars enabling Latins who don’t want to learn English. They could be helping them learn by cutting off the coddling.

I never enjoyed trying to speak Spanish in the past, and I never had any real enthusiasm for it, but while I was in Mexico, it was more appealing to me.

Leave me there for a month, and I’ll be a Spanish speaker. I won’t be ready to teach Spanish in a university, but my Spanish will be adequate. I will do what many immigrants in the US are too sorry to do.

Mexicans themselves were helpful and polite, and that includes the ones who weren’t getting our money. Strangers helped us all the time. They translated for us. They gave us information. Everyone said the Spanish versions of “thank you” and “excuse me.” They were much, much nicer than people are in most of America. That doesn’t include the county where I live.

On the down side, three American girls were held prisoner and robbed at gunpoint by Mexican cops while we were there, so even though people were polite, Cancun is still Mexico.

Three young women were on the beach. They were approached by several men, some of whom were wearing police uniforms and holding machine guns. They told the girls they were trespassing and demanded $300 to let them go. One girl was released to go to their hotel for the money. Once the bribe was in hand, the girls were allowed to leave.

The news said the thieves were dressed like police. Um…no. They were police. No one in his right mind would dress as a cop in Cancun and wander around in the open with a machine gun. The real cops are also there, carrying machine guns.

The Mexicans we saw really hustled. At their jobs, they never stopped moving. They accosted people outside of restaurants and handed them menus. When our drivers got out to open doors for us and get our luggage, they practically ran.

It was sort of the opposite of the Bahamas, where it’s hard to get people to take your money or do anything. I remember pulling up to a fuel dock in Bimini, in my dad’s boat. We needed about 700 gallons of diesel, so my dad was going to spend a lot of money. There was a light sprinkling of rain. The attendant refused to come out of his enclosure until he was sure it was over. That was not an unusual experience.

Overall, Cancun was a lot like America, except where America deserves B-pluses, Cancun generally deserves C’s. The mall was okay, but not quite up to par. The taxis were okay, but they were tiny, cramped, and old. The rooms we rented were okay, but the hygiene was off, the washers were puzzles, and little things were lacking. We had an oven, but it didn’t work, and there were no oven pans. We had a dishwasher, but there was no dishwashing powder. We had towels but no washcloths. We had split AC units, but big chunks of ice fell out of one of them.

My wife said Mexico was like an America that had gone to a bad public school.

The clinics themselves didn’t look great. We only went inside one, but we saw the others from outside, and they looked worse. The cabinets and furniture looked like they were 20 years old. Some of the equipment didn’t look all that new. Still, the personnel made great impressions on us, and nothing looked like it would cause problems. And they had all that tech stuff American dentists don’t have. They put the money where it mattered.

Would I go back for dental or medical care? Most assuredly. I wouldn’t let them give me a heart transplant, but I would let them do dermatology or a root canal. Most medical and dental work is simple and routine, and it’s not like American doctors and dentists have made a great impression on me. Also, based on my own experiences, I believe foreign doctors are much less likely to overtreat. An American urologist once told me to get a $5000 CAT scan for a simple kidney stone that only needed oxycodone and lots of water, and he never told me about potassium citrate, which prevents kidney stones.

Would I go to Cancun as a tourist? Only if I had some reason to hide away for a while in a fairly cheap place where I would not be disturbed. Even then, the Bahamas would be better.

I wouldn’t go to Cancun for the beaches, the ocean, the food, the culture, or the scenery. Cancun is too seedy, the tourist culture revolves mainly around fornication and throwing up in hotel toilets, and I’m not willing to spend 12 hours on the road, traveling in a run-down minivan, to see a couple of dumpy pyramids where demon-worshipers cut the hearts out of living children. If I want to visit places where children are mutilated and killed, I can go to almost any big American city and visit an abortion mill or a hospital that does gender surgery.

It will take around 6 months for my wife’s bones to be ready for the completion of her implant, so we will be returning to Cancun at least once. We will pay a lot less for our flight because spring break will be in the past. We’ll know where to stay and what to eat. I’ll have my 75 Spanish sentences to get us by. After that, it should be many years before either of us need any more major dental procedures.

Now I have to face my American dentist and tell him we went to Cancun. He’ll probably understand. He’s a very nice guy. If not, we’ll go to the dentist next door.

Business is business, or as I like to say, “Negocios son negocios.“

Great Work on Reducing Medical Costs, Uncle Sam

Looks like the wife and I will be going abroad again this year, but not for fun. She is missing a molar, and we are going to fly to Mexico for an implant.

I have never wanted to visit Mexico. I have spent many years in Miami, and Latin culture has worn me down. The emotionalism. The celebration of immaturity. The tedious machismo. The horrific corruption. It’s a lot like my own culture, with which I am equally tired.

Miami culture is mainly Cuban, and however tiresome it is, it’s easier to deal with than Central American culture. You don’t have to be afraid of Cubans. Their neighborhoods aren’t dangerous. They don’t have much interest in gangs. They tend to be successful. They prefer tax evasion and violating environmental laws to stealing children and holding them for ransom.

Right now, a law school friend of mine is in the process of being taken apart for alleged corruption. She’s a government lawyer, and her husband is in real estate. They are accused of snapping up properties belonging to abandoned old people, getting accumulated government fines removed, and reselling them for big profits. They were supposed to be looking after helpless people who had no one to take care of them.

I hate to say it, but it really looks like they’re guilty.

I would never have expected this to happen to her. I knew her as a sweet, kind person. She was Iron Arrow in law school. Iron Arrow is an honorary society somehow related to the Miccosukee tribe, which now runs profitable casinos in South Florida. If you’re inducted, Miccosukees show up at the University of Miami and give you a multicolored jacket assembled from many pieces of cloth. You get Iron Arrow for being committed to public service and having upstanding character.

I’m sure the character stuff involved with Iron Arrow is complete BS, like most character endorsements in legal circles, but it does show she was involved in matters of public interest, and I doubt any of us thought she had character issues at the time.

I have read about her problems, and it’s hard to see any way she and her husband could have ended up in this pickle without doing what they’re accused of. Very sad. I hope there are factors I don’t know about.

To get back to Mexico, I don’t like hot weather or beaches. I don’t care if I never go fishing again. I haven’t been in a bar since…I don’t remember the last time I was in a bar. Maybe 2010? I don’t speak Spanish. I have no interest in learning. I don’t like visiting places where kidnapping is a major industry and the police are criminals.

Mexico, however, has a remarkable feature: excellent, inexpensive healthcare for people who can pay.

My buddy Mike has terrible teeth. They started to fall apart when he was in his fifties. He needed at least one implant. When he found out that implants ran $4500 and up in the US, he looked for options, and he discovered Cancun. In Cancun, a basic implant costs $1500, start to finish.

He found a very fancy clinic with US-trained dentists. He raves about it. He has been there several times. They have a magnificent website. They have incredible reps who correspond with potential customers via email, in flawless English. They pick you up at the airport for nothing, saving you $200. They can give you appointments with less than a week’s notice.

He says the clinic is wonderful. He loves his doctor. He’s friends with the other employees. He knows them by their first names.

I checked this place out, and I was extremely impressed. At first I was interested mainly in saving a ton of money, because my wife’s problems will cost at least $5000 to fix here. After I researched the place, I wanted to take her there mainly because the clinic seemed vastly superior to anything I had ever seen in the US. If the cost were the same, I would still want to take her there. If I ever have real dental problems, I want to go there myself.

We are not the first people Mike has recommended the clinic to. He knew a lady who had a $27,000 bid from an American dentist. She went to Cancun and paid $6,300, and she may have gotten superior work.

I don’t know how you damage your teeth to the tune of $27,000, but apparently it can be done.

The only down side to using the clinic is that you have to go to Mexico.

Apart from the diversions I mentioned above, the only attractions Cancun has are some heathen pyramids. Maybe I’m wrong, but this is what I’ve been told. Mike said he saw them. He said it was an all-day affair, and it wasn’t that great.

I asked my wife about the pyramids, and she does not want to see them. She would rather spend an entire day in our hotel room, praying and sitting around. I wholeheartedly agree.

When I go abroad, I use Viator to book tours and so forth. If you look at Viator’s Cancun offerings, you will see how pathetic they are. Pyramids. Zip-lining.

Zip-lining may be the biggest tourism hoax in history. It doesn’t matter what the location is. Let’s say you’re in a dump like St. Louis. You find two trees, put up a wire, and advertise on Viator. Instant attraction. Ridiculous.

Why ruin a foreign trip, in a place where your medical insurance is no good, with a silly activity you can do 5 miles from your house?

If you don’t insist on a hotel on a beach, you can get a decent room in Cancun for $30 per night. I insist on hotels that are NOT on beaches, so this works out great for me. We wouldn’t go for a $30 room, but an $85 luxury room would be perfect.

Mike recommended hotels in a shopping area. He knows where the good food is. You get your teeth fixed, get a free ride back to the hotel, and then walk to get good food and good prices. Perfect.

I don’t know what kind of shape my wife’s teeth are in. Dentistry is a real mess in Zambia. We tried to get her top-notch treatment there, but it turned out it wasn’t available. She needs one implant, and she has one tooth she knows is in trouble. It seems crazy to go to my American dentist and risk getting a $15,000 estimate before we know what’s what.

My only–ONLY–concern is that my American dentist will be offended and drop us. I really like him. He’s very pleasant, and he has never tried to do anything except x-ray and clean my teeth, so he must be truthful. I would love to use him for all our work, but let’s be honest; this is business. A friendly business relationship with a very nice dentist is not worth $10,000 to me. This county is full of dentists. If there is a tearful breakup, we can find a new one.

I wouldn’t buy a Home Depot refrigerator for $9,000 if I could get one in Mexico for $1,000, even if the employees had been inviting me to their company barbecues and sending me pictures of their kids.

I liked my dentist in Coral Gables. I think he filled tiny cavities that didn’t need filling, though. When the tooth I used for opening beer bottles gave out, I looked at the web at the time and saw that a crown typically cost $600, so I let him fix it. I got a bill for $1750.

Today this guy would probably charge $2500. In Cancun I would pay $450. Add $600 for a flight and hotel, and I’m still over a grand ahead, and I get to get out of the house for a few days. How can you beat that?

I liked my dentist in Coral Gables. We used to have conversations about politics and tools. He was setting up a shop. He had a great hygienist who didn’t beat me up. I would have dumped him for Cancun, though, had I known about it. He didn’t have any reluctance to overcharge and possibly overtreat me. He didn’t worry about my emotions. Why should I have worried about his?

Business is business. You never make friends with a business contact, and you never do business with a social contact. Americans violate these rules all the time. I do not. I have done it in the past, and it has cost me dearly. I am done.

My closest neighbor seems like a great guy, and he has a bunch of land-clearing machines on his property. He uses them to make a living. I need some work. There is no way in hell I would hire him. What if I had to sue him? There he’d be, in my face, a few hundred yards away, year after year, fuming. What if we needed to cooperate because of a storm or something? No, no, no. If I get the work done, I’ll hire someone else.

Some time this year, we will accompany Mike to Cancun for a few days. Then I will deal with my dentist. Maybe he won’t care.

People who vacation in Cancun anyway should use the clinic. They should make their dentally-challenged kids visit while on spring break. It’s strange they’re not already doing this.

It’s best to avoid Cancun during spring break. Fares drop by a third or more, and while you’re there, you are less likely to step in vomit.

While in Cancun, you can also load up on cheap prescription drugs. You can just walk into pharmacies and buy them. I got fluororacil this way, via Mike. It’s the real thing, and it’s excellent for little spots you think might eventually turn into skin cancer.

It’s illegal to bring prescription drugs into the US this way, but the government doesn’t really care, as long as you’re not opening a business. They’ll let you bring it.

I hope the tamales are good in Cancun.

Seems Like no One Knows the Truth About Anything

I was praying with my wife yesterday morning, and I got off on the topic of the concealment of the truth. When I pray, I don’t just ask for stuff. I make statements. I was asking God to tell us what to do about something, which means I was asking to know the truth, and I started talking about the way the world now swims in lies.

One of the biggest areas of deception and concealment is that of coronavirus. We don’t know much of the truth at all.

1. Do the vaccines work? At first, people like Joe Biden and Rachel Maddow told us they were 100% effective. Then we heard figures like 90%. Then we heard that every person on Earth could expect to get infected, vaccinated or not. When the vaccines started looking bad, they told us that while they might not prevent infection, they would absolutely, definitely prevent every recipient from getting very sick and dying, and then they told us countless vaccinated people had died or at least become terribly ill.

2. Do the masks work? No; not at all. That’s what they said at first. Then they said they worked very well. Now they say this: no; not at all. Nearly.

3. Do vaccines hurt people? No; not at all. Almost never, they said. Then young people started dropping dead in such numbers it significantly affected official excess death figures. They said this had nothing to do with coronavirus vaccines. It had to be related to all those other giant health crises that occurred right after the end of 2019. A lot of journalists and officials still deny that vaccines do harm, but simultaneously, the CDC says this:

[E]vidence from multiple vaccine safety monitoring systems in the United States and around the globe supports a causal association between mRNA COVID-19 vaccines (i.e., Moderna or Pfizer-BioNTech) and myocarditis and pericarditis.

Oooooooookay.

The other day, I read that a vaccinated baby’s risk of heart problems from covid vaccination is about 2.2%. The risk of symptomatic coronavirus infection is almost too low to measure. It is essentially zero. But people gave their babies shots anyway.

A rate of 2.2% is not small. It’s astronomical. Imagine this: you see a table covered with hundred-dollar bills on a city street, and a sign over it says, “Over one in fifty people who take a hundred-dollar bill will get myocarditis.” Would you take the money? Would you drive if getting in your car carried a 2.2% chance of myocarditis?

People can be really stupid about probability. We tend to think a low risk is the same thing as complete safety.

How many babies have had mRNA shots? Let’s say it’s a million, which is not unreasonable and could be low. That’s 22,000 babies with heart problems.

How many babies have had serious problems with coronavirus? Virtually none. And doctors knew coronavirus was not a serious threat to babies before they shot a bunch of them full of experimental vaccines which HAVE given many of then heart problems.

Pretending the 22,000 figure is correct, did we kill or seriously harm 22,000 babies in order to save a couple of dozen freak babies who somehow managed to get severe covid?

Right now, leftists are busy trying to put out the sudden-death fire, and maybe they will succeed, because they distort and control information, just like their spiritual siblings in North Korea and China. When stories come out, they say dumb things like, “Anecdotal! Anecdotal!” Our knowledge of the plagues that ravaged Europe is mostly anecdotal. No one took statistics or set diagnostic standards. Was the plague imaginary?

Today, we have excess-death statistics compiled by scientists, and leftists are still saying evidence for vaccine-induced sudden deaths is anecdotal.

How do you make it NOT anecdotal? How do you prove myocarditis and pericarditis are NOT caused by covid? Is that even possible? Does the body of a 14-year-old killed by vaccine myocarditis look different from the body of one whose cardiac arrest was caused by some other problem? Journalists and people in the medical/pharmaceutical/government complex should tell us instead of presenting us with their self-serving conclusions.

What if 10 million people died from heart inflammation next month? Would they keep telling us not to connect the dots?

How do we know the risk to babies is 2.2%? That’s a hell of a question. Aren’t most cases undiagnosed? It’s pretty obvious that vaccine heart damage sometimes has no symptoms until victims drop dead. If it always came with symptoms, the deaths wouldn’t happen on basketball courts. They’d happen in hospitals, where victims would go after feeling ill.

There is no way we’re detecting all of them. What if the rate is 10%, and 2.2% represents the number we have proven to exist? I haven’t seen anyone address this, possibly because journalists are generally too stupid to deal with math and science.

Disease cases are like cockroaches. If you see one, there may be lots of others you can’t see.

When I brought up the concealment of the truth in prayer, I wasn’t thinking mainly about coronavirus. I was thinking about low-carb diets. I was asking God to tell us whether we should try them.

My wife got here two months ago, and we have been exploring American food opportunities pretty thoroughly. She is concerned about her weight, and I am not all that happy about mine. Somehow, I came across a video of Jordan Peterson telling the world he only ate beef.

I had no idea there was an all-meat diet. It sounds like a leftist caricature of the Atkins diet.

When I was a kid, a bunch of lobbyists created what we called the Food Pyramid. It told us what to eat. We were to eat a lot of the stuff on the bottom level, and progressively less as the levels got smaller.

Nobody told us food industry lobbyists shaped the pyramid, but it’s true. One would think doctors would have had a say, but our government listened to people who grew grain. As a result, with no evidence whatsoever, people in authority started telling us to pump ourselves up with grain, like beef cattle. And doctors went along with it, which is very weird.

They also told us to go easy on meat. I have no idea why, since meat also had lobbyists. I guess the grain lobbyists spent more money.

Doc Atkins popped up and told the world this was all wrong, and he was right. He said we needed to limit carbs and eat all the meat, eggs, and cheese we wanted.

He was called a quack, and the medical establishment reviled him. Darn those lobbyists.

He told us excess carbohydrates made us insulin resistant, so we craved carbs and stored fat. Other doctors hooted like contemptuous baboons.

Now, mainstream doctors tell us about the dangers of insulin resistance. But they still push carb-heavy diets. They love vegetarianism, a bizarre and unnatural practice that didn’t exist until relatively recently in man’s history.

Doctors still tell us fat is bad, even though the science that condemned it has been debunked or at least stripped of most of its luster.

Doctors literally told us how to get fat and die sooner, but they claimed they were really telling us how to get slim and healthy. Now we’re supposed to believe them when they can’t agree on their stories.

Jordan Peterson says he eats only beef. Not “meat.” Beef. That’s how far-out he is. He says he has gone from 212 pounds to 165. He says his eye floaters and gum problems vanished. He says his lifelong depression went away. He builds muscle easily. He says he sleeps better and thinks more clearly now.

Is it true? I think so. He looks like an obsessive runner, even though he isn’t. His skin looks great. His mind is sharp. He has no reason to lie. No one is paying him.

I listened to him, and I looked around the web. I started thinking my wife and I ought to go zero-carb for a few days to detox from all the pizza and cookies and bread we’ve been eating. I don’t think we should go carnivore, because even if it works, I am not willing to make the sacrifice.

When I was in law school, I went a very long time eating almost no carbs. I lost something like 25 pounds, eating as much as I wanted. I was strong. I maxed out most of the machines where I worked out. People said I would have no endurance, but I used to ride an exercise bike for 45 minutes with my heart rate at 168. I know low-carbing works for me, but I’m not going all the way. Sometimes I have to have a pizza.

Today I got up and ate 6 fried eggs with 6 slices of bacon and 3 slices of American cheese. I feel very, very good. I don’t know why, but when I skip carbs, I always feel peaceful.

I think I’ll go two more days, and then we may start eating meat and non-starchy vegetables 6 days per week, with a break on Saturday to keep us from going insane.

The annoying thing is that people are so dishonest and agenda-driven, I can’t get good information about low-carb diets. And oddly, the lines seem to be drawn between leftists, who reject God, and people who accept him. You don’t really see many left-wing low-carbers. In fact, it’s much more common to see leftists who are enraged by low-carbing. That’s bizarre, but it’s true.

There seems to be a connection between hatred of God and love of vegetarianism. Hitler was a vegetarian. A lot of really annoying godless Hollywood performers are vegetarians. PETA nuts hate Christianity, and look at their diets.

Abel pleased God. He raised and slaughtered sheep. He presented God with the blood of innocent creatures whose throats he had cut, and God was happy with him. Cain raised plants, and he had the gall to present God with produce. When God corrected him, instead of taking the hint, he murdered Abel, and he was cursed for it.

God has always been a proponent of killing animals and meat eating. He had Abraham cut animals up for the covenant of the pieces. He let Abraham cook a goat for him, and he ate it. He had Elijah set out a dead steer for him, and he sent fire to devour it. He forced the Jews to eat meat once a year on Passover. Vegetarianism was a sin to the Jews. He established a sacrificial system that essentially turned the temple into a barbecue factory.

If you could go back in time to the temple, the first thing you would notice would be the delicious smell of meat being roasted. It was there all the time, because sacrifices took place every day. A lot of sacrifices. Birds. Goats. Sheep. Cattle. The Bible says God loves the sweet smell of burning meat.

Jesus ate meat. He told his disciples to eat his flesh and drink his blood. He was called the lamb of God.

God told Peter to kill unclean animals and eat.

It’s pretty clear that God has no interest in veganism. God eats meat, and so should we.

I wish we lived in a world where people told the truth, so I could get good dietary advice everyone agrees on, but that is not possible. Human beings are too crooked. You can’t believe anything they say.

I don’t believe the people who say you should never eat plants, and I definitely don’t believe the creepy, self-righteous zealots who get angry at people who eat meat. I will continue eating meat, and I doubt I’ll ever go carnivore.

Greta Thunberg Should Have to Literally Eat This

I expect a new victory over Social Justice Warriors.

Being dirty is a big part of being a Social Justice Warrior. A lot of their vacuous Hollywood icons (generally white) brag about rarely or never bathing. The SJW’s got our shower heads restricted. They absolutely ruined clothes washers so all new front-loaders make clothes stink of mildew.

Cleanliness is part of white supremacy, even though American black people are generally cleaner than whites. They must be Uncle Toms.

The green goofs have gone after our toilets, too, making sure they flush poorly so we get to spend more time dealing with poo.

When I moved here, this house had three Briggs Vacuity toilets. You would not believe how complex they are. I can’t describe it because I don’t understand it. I can give a couple of details. A Vacuity has an upside-down plastic jug in the tank, with a weird plastic pipe sticking up into it.

A Vacuity uses very little water, which is meaningless to me, because I have a well and a septic tank. Whatever water the toilet uses goes back into my yard and eventually into the water table. I like to think something magical happens to it before it finds its way back to the well, but let’s not discuss that.

The Vacuity toilet is a lot like Al Gore’s curly fluorescent bulbs. It does not work. It makes things worse, not better.

The design is built to fail because there are so many fiddly parts. On top of that, and I just learned this, a Vacuity toilet chokes easily and cannot be plunged. Or snaked. Not kidding here.

If your Vacuity chokes, you’re expected to remove it from the floor and plunge or snake the drain line itself. One guy came up with a plan involving two people, an air compressor, and a towel, and he claims you can plunge the toilet that way, but I’m not going out like that.

Contractors recommend using flimsy toilet paper, and not much of it, when pooping in Vacuity toilets. That’s their solution. It wouldn’t bother me, because I’m a man, and I think Scott toilet paper rocks, but now I have a wife who adores Charmin, so the toilet has COPD.

Oh, I can try the towel trick. I can haul my compressor into the garage and hope for the best. Or I can pay a plumber $350 to fix the can. Or I can get rid of it and put a new one in, for about $260. I’ll never have to deal with it again.

Briggs does not support Vacuity toilets. Not the important, proprietary parts that go bad. That tells you what they think of their own engineering. Briggs is a disgrace to the bowel-movement-movement industry.

Guess what I decided to do.

I ordered a Toto Entrada two-piece john, and the top half arrived yesterday. The bottom half supposedly arrives today.

I replaced my master Vacuity (I make a point of using the word “master” these days) last year. I put in a one-piece Toto Drake. A masterful design, made by slaves to excellence.

Toto makes the best toilets imaginable. They’re Japanese, and the Japanese have a sick fetish about toilet design. They make singing toilets that look like recliners. You can spend Toyota money on a Japanese toilet. Their lower-end sane toilets are great, too. They never break down, and even though they don’t suck much water, they can flush nearly anything. Odd, given the size of the average Japanese.

Some types of green technology eventually work, after two decades or so of horror stories about rushed garbage the government forced on the public before it was ready. Like the current horror stories about washing machines and flaming, subsidized, actually coal-powered Teslas that don’t work in the winter.

I don’t care about the environment, but I don’t mind helping it out when it benefits yours truly. A low-flow toilet takes a shorter time to refill, so you spend less time getting that second round off, when needed.

I’ve had Kohler toilets, which many people recommend. Mine were junk, which is why I know about Toto. The Kohlers failed, and they were designed so stupidly, fixing them was a bad idea.

My Drake cost over $600, which is pretty awful, but that’s because it’s a glamorous one-piece can. They’re cleaner, but they’re more expensive to make and ship, I think. A two-piece has a gap between the tank and bowl, and all kinds of filth and critters can get in there. But you save $400.

I don’t care about the filth and critters. It’s for the guest bath. They’re lucky I don’t make them go outside.

I learned something interesting. Toilets have poo-consumption ratings. They’re called MAX ratings. My new toilet uses very little water, but it has a 1000-gram rating. They measure it using shredded toilet paper mixed with cold peanut butter. Just kidding. They mix some other thing with the paper, but I forget what it is.

If you can manage a kilo, or 2.2 pounds, you’re doing something wrong. That’s Steven Seagal territory. Oprah before drugs.

The old pot is now very clean and virtually empty. Bleached inside out and treated with poo- and urine-eating enzymes. Some of the parts are in the garage. The seat and bidet thing are off. I have to run out and get a foam ring so I can install the new one.

I hope the flange and pipe are lined up better than the last one. I had a wonderful time trying to make the Drake work. I also had to scrape hardened grout off the tiles because that’s what the installer used to shim the bowl. That was stupid. If I have to shim this one, I’ll use pressure-treated wood.

Now my biggest problem is getting the nearest dump to take the toilet. I’m supposed to drive a lot farther. It’s considered construction waste. I’m thinking I’ll bust it with a sledge and put the fragments in boxes. The dump attendants generally don’t care, but I might get a wise guy. I’ve seen them let people throw lawnmower batteries in with regular garbage. Even I felt a hint of disapproval.

Mingled with admiration.

I feel bad about all the dead bodies I’ve run through the band saw and disposed of in bags, but what are you going to do? Leave them in the yard where coyotes can grab them and eat them in front of the neighbors, ruining parties and scaring kids away from their still-intact pinatas?

It’s not like I have a crawlspace.

It’s not my fault. My gate has a sign, and it clearly states, “NO PEDDLERS.”

I’m really hoping I can get rid of this green abomination by dinner time. I don’t want to fight with it for two days, and besides, we all know what happens right after dinner.

Life Imitates Cartoons

Bill Maher is slowly becoming conscious. He moves rightward inch by inch. Maybe the prayers of one of his Christian ancestors are being answered.

Today people are talking about a clip featuring Maher correcting Seth MacFarlane, who is the very picture of leftist ignorance, willfull blindness, and smugness. MacFarlane seriously believes natural coronavirus immunity is a myth. He is a full-blown Lysenkoist vaccine warrior.

I had to look this guy up, because I didn’t know whether he had worked in any productions other than cartoons. He’s the creator of The Family Guy, a destructive leftist cartoon show that corrupts its viewers. I used to watch it, but I realized what I was doing was like connecting my well to my septic tank, so I quit.

Here’s something ignorant people like MacFarlane don’t understand: vaccine-generated immunity IS natural immunity. One way or the other, your body is forced to deal with spike proteins, and it creates antibodies. There are no antibodies in the vaccines. That isn’t what vaccines do. They’re not like antibiotics, which kill microbes. They train your body to kill microbes.

It’s really odd, if you think about it. Our bodies can cure things like polio and rabies, but for some reason, there are diseases they refuse to fix until vaccines train them, so people die from diseases their bodies can cure.

Coronavirus isn’t like polio and rabies, though.

I don’t know if MacFarlane finished high school or what. Being funny with cheap, easy shock humor is not the same thing as being informed.

MacFarlane also seems to think vaccines provide perfect immunity. He says he got the shot, and he has never had covid. BANG. Game over. He wins. Because what he says about his history has to be true, and if true, it proves no one who gets the vaccine gets sick.

Or we could consider the real and simple truth.

1. He may be lying. People have been known to do it.

2. He may have had covid without knowing it. He may have been asymptomatic, he may have told himself he had a cold, or he may be one of the many millions of people who have been tested while infected and received false negatives. I’ve tested negative and flown, twice, within days of infections that were probably coronavirus. I’m not a rarity. The percentage of false negatives is very large, for all types of tests.

3. Any American over the age of 10 who doesn’t know that MOST vaccinated people get coronavirus should be ashamed of himself.

MOST vaccinated people get coronavirus. Look it up.

I’m not going to provide citations, because I’m citing things that are common knowledge. It would be like citing authority to prove cigarettes cause cancer.

The worst thing about MacFarlane’s performance is his shamelessly snotty, dismissive, ironic condescension. It’s a little weird to see Maher participate in a discussion where he’s not the one with the biggest ego and the least patience with other people’s reasoned arguments, but MacFarlane has managed to make it happen. He talks down to Maher, using arguments a 4-year-old could shoot down, as though Maher were insisting the earth were flat. The whole time, Maher is not just correct but obviously correct.

Maher says young healthy people don’t need the vaccine. That’s a hundred percent true. Their odds of having severe covid are right down there with the odds of winning two trifectas in one day. The government figures show this. Doctors admit it. It’s not controversial. MacFarlane doesn’t buy it, because apparently, he gets his medical information from The View.

If you’re young and healthy, it’s extremely unlikely you’ll get very sick with covid, but you could have serious vaccine-related problems. The vaccine they gave me is now partially banned because of such problems. I can’t get another booster even if I ask for it.

Can’t be true, though, because a guy who created a cartoon show with a talking dog heard otherwise while watching his Hollywood pals do blow at a party raising money to castrate boys who like to dance.

A year or two ago, God told me, “The truth has gotten lost.” He was so right. It’s hard to find the truth about anything now. Elections. Coronavirus. Shortages. Wars. Antisemitism. And finding the truth is going to get harder yet now that we have deepfakes.

“Here’s video.” “So what?”

It doesn’t help that the socials are spreading lies and censoring truth as policy.

The death of truth will coincide with the end of the age and the arrival of the rapture. Why? Because the inability to spread the truth means the end of spreading the gospel, and the world’s only purpose is to spread the gospel and enlarge God’s family. We are close to a pivotal moment. One day, God will decide he is not reaching enough people to justify leaving his children here to suffer, and he will pull us out. It will be a lot like what happened in Vietnam, Afghanistan, and Somalia. The people in those low-trust countries, by and large, were too worthless and dishonest to continue trying to save.

The arrogance of celebrities is an absurdity. You play a few songs, you play make-believe in front of cameras, and suddenly, you’re a botoxed, rehabbed god. You know everything about everything, even if, like Peter Jennings, Tom Cruise, Jennifer Lawrence, Leonardo DiCaprio, and Michael J. Fox, you didn’t graduate from high school.

People should buy the brand of underwear you recommend. They should smoke the cigarettes you like. They should listen to your 650-SAT opinions about medical science.

Maybe we should fire every scholar and expert, build a couple of golden thrones for Barbra Streisand and Drew Barrymore and do whatever they tell us. “Drew says eating meat causes earthquakes, so from now on, it’s soy for everybody.”

You’re going to get coronavirus if you haven’t already. You probably have, even if you didn’t feel it or you mistook it for something else. Vaccines will not prevent it. They may lessen your suffering, but then again, you may get very sick and die. The immunity they provide doesn’t last long, so if you rely on them, you will have to take shots until you die or science comes up with a better solution. If you’ve had coronavirus, your body has vaccinated itself.

Truth.

There are surely a few people out there who were born immune to coronavirus. You’re not one of them. Oh sure, you might be. And you might win a billion dollars in the lottery. Don’t bet on it. If you haven’t gotten sick, the odds that you were asymptomatic are much higher.

One of the things that makes the rapture so alluring is knowing that those who make it will leave all the rotten, annoying people on Earth behind for good. We (I hope it’s “we”) will never have to listen to another idiotic lecture about misgendering. We’ll never have to hear about the evils of whiteness. There will be no morons telling us Christianity is a slave religion. And we won’t be abused by conceited ignoramuses for refusing dangerous shots.

Bill Maher asks for this kind of thing when he invites people like Kathy Griffin and Cameron Diaz to serious discussions. I can’t say I have any sympathy for him.

Mommy Youtube Threatens me With the Playpen

I avoid social media, but I do have Reddit and Youtube accounts. Reddit can be helpful if you need advice on something like installing a toilet. Reddit is boring, so it’s not like enjoyable sites that addict people. Youtube, though full of sinister, unfair censorship, is nowhere near as bad as other sites, and I have gotten away with things like saying God hates homosexuality.

I should also say I have Rumble. I barely use it. I don’t really think of it as a social media site, because it isn’t controlled by oppressive perverts, racists, and socialists.

Every once in a while, Youtube reminds me that I am, in fact, unwanted and suppressed. By doing this, Youtube’s stooges give me helpful reality checks that remind me not to try to appease or fit in with them or their kind. It’s not possible or desirable.

I’ve had two videos taken down. They took one down because I mentioned ivermectin without claiming it worked. They just took the other one down because I speculated about the mRNA vaccines, which are now known to cause deadly cardiomyopathy in people of all ages.

I was enthusiastic about the vaccines early on, because I think people who generally resist vaccines are ignorant, emotional nuts, and I wanted to be able to see my wife in person. We could not travel without the shots. But when I read about the strange new mRNA technology, I decided to go with the other shot, which seemed similar to a flu or measles vaccine.

In my video, I said that even if the mRNA shots didn’t do permanent harm, pushing us to take them could condition us to take shots that were definitely harmful later on. For this reason, my video was removed.

When a video is removed from Youtube, they give you a chance to appeal. Appealing consists of clicking a link that says you want to appeal. You can’t add information. They don’t tell you anything about their analysis process. Maybe an hour or two later, you get a notice saying your appeal was denied, and that’s it.

Basically, clicking the link is like asking, “Will you do nothing to address the problem you just caused?”, and the answer is generally, “Yes!”

If they really don’t like your video, they tell you your channel has a “strike,” and after too many strikes, you get suspended or something. Double secret probation.

It shows how leftists (Youtube is run by leftists) fear death. They live for this disgusting, defiled, short, unsatisfying life. Aging and death terrify them. They think science and/or paganism are their only protection. Because of their terror, they are willing to abuse other classes of people very badly. They think it’s justified.

I am a Christian. I don’t just believe Yeshua is God and that he has saved me; I know these things. Because God is kind to me, I have a very enjoyable, fulfilling life. I don’t worry. I live in a house full of love, in a traditional God-ordained marriage with a noncompetitive woman who loves me. Nonetheless, I look forward to dying, because my life after death will be utterly magnificent. To most leftists, death is a horrifying transition to an unknown destination which could be full of suffering. To me, it’s a move away from leftists and the demons they serve. It’s a move to a better neighborhood, free of vexatious people and spirits, where I will bathe in the love of my God, my brothers, and my sisters for eternity.

It will be like serving in a bloody war and being called home for good.

Right now, I’m surrounded by people who are literally insane, and almost none of them will listen when I tell them how good God is. I’m surrounded by people who literally hate me for believing the unspeakably beautiful truth about the God who loves them and wants to save them. It won’t be long before they snap and start killing people like me in America, in large numbers, for trying to help them. Why wouldn’t I look forward to leaving?

Yeshua says we are not to cast our pearls before swine. We are his pearls, and the hateful, homicidal people who make up the majority are the swine. He’s not going to leave us in their midst forever.

I feel like abandoning Youtube and making the jump to Rumble, which has surprised me be turning into a viable platform. I thought it would never happen. It’s not as big as Youtube, but there are videos that get tens of thousands of views. Right now, I’m doing great if I get 20. Youtube suppresses me. It turns vapid teenagers into millionaires by promoting them, but it pushes people like me into a techno-oubliette.

I’m tired of being censored. I don’t need to be provoked to anger all the time by conceited, disrespectful punks who will only get worse with time. I don’t think I will do any less good on Rumble than I do on Youtube, which is virtually none. You could say it’s a mistake to leave the place where there is the most corruption, because you can reach more people there, but Youtube prevents me from reaching anyone, so that objection falls flat.

If I move to Rumble, it will be a very small thing to me. I don’t care much about my videos. I enjoy making them, but if Youtube deleted everything I’ve done today, I wouldn’t care, any more than I would care if this blog was destroyed by leftists. I would get relief from repeated reminders that my speech is controlled by hateful idiots. That would be nice.

Youtube also deletes my comments on other people’s videos. It’s impossible to predict what they’ll delete. I don’t think it’s AI, because AI would make some sense. I have to wonder if they assign “troublesome” users to real human minders. Rainbow-haired queer-theorist witches, maybe. Maybe there is a pathetic man in a dress, with scars where his penis used to be, monitoring and removing my comments as they pop up.

They can’t do that here yet, and I’m getting something like 2,000 page views per day.

There is no way to know what actually happens to my videos and comments, because Youtube is autocratic. Youtube’s people are smug tyrants who don’t answer to anyone except entities like the Chinese Communist Party and random homosexual activists (like the ones who got TB Joshua banned). They never explain.

The government should break Google and Youtube up, but they won’t, because Google and Youtube and the other big socials are de facto governmental entities. The corrupt don’t monitor or regulate themselves if they don’t have to.

I think I’ll start praying for the destruction of the leftist socials every day. I already pray for the destruction of the entertainment industry, including the sports industry.

I’ll never take action against them, personally. I don’t want to fool with that. I wouldn’t get up from my recliner to hold a sign in front of Google’s headquarters if it were next door. But asking for God to fight them is easy. If he chooses to do what I ask, wonderful. If not, no big deal. The world is going to be destroyed either way, and my wife and I have already been saved.

Threefold Cord in Action

Even if you know leftism is just a collection of Satanic brainwashing myths, it makes an impact when you see your beliefs proven right. This is normal when things God tells you are demonstrated right in front of you.

Leftism is rebellion against divine authority. That includes every form of leftism, including feminism.

Christians are supposed to be baptized with the Holy Spirit and communicate with him throughout the day, submitting to him and listening to him. A man is supposed to be the anointed authority over his household, backed up by the authority of God. A wife is supposed to submit to both God and her husband.

A man and his wife are supposed to have different jobs. A man has the primary obligation to guide, provide, and protect. It’s a position of self-sacrifice. He provides a stable environment in which the wife and kids can thrive in safety. A woman is obligated to look after the house, and she is supposed to handle the bulk of childcare. The childen are supposed to submit to both parents as well as God. The dog submits to everyone. Satan and his fatherless imps are somewhere below the dog and the rats and roaches.

Before my wife got here, I had to do everything. Manage the business. Bring in the money. Look after bills and taxes. Look after the buildings and grounds. Shop. Cook. Clean. I had to buy a back scratcher.

Leftists hate it when you say this, but it’s true: men are not that great at homemaking. Our standards are completely different. Even if we are clean and orderly, the homes of unaccompanied men lack the peaceful, warm atmosphere of homes ordered by women.

I was reasonably clean, but I had a plastic folding table from Home Depot in my kitchen. I had plastic chairs around it. I had an ammunition press and a large cache of cartridges in the dining room, along with two benches and a lot of tools.

The garage was chaotic. I sprayed it with pesticide, I kept the garbage from backing up, and once in a while, I opened the doors and ran the leaf blower. That was good enough for me.

There was a lot of junk on the kitchen table, because I ate in the living room. Left to their own devices, men will eat in three places: the couch, the patio, and standing over the kitchen sink.

Walking in my master closet was very difficult because I had left a lot of guns and other junk in there.

I was tired of cooking, not because cooking was a lot of work, but because I also had to clean and shop. Sometimes I made good food, but often, I made things that were simple, that I could choke down in order to prolong survival. It saved me work.

I had $20 white sheets from IKEA. I got hooked on them while caring for my dad. Cheap and easy to bleach. On top of the sheets, I used either a quilt I found among my sister’s abandoned belongings when she moved to rehab, or a cheap Chinese electric blanket.

Things were good. Men are not like women, so I was okay with my standards. Things are better now, however.

My wife nearly freaked out when she got here, saying she could not be happy unless things were in order.

All junk was removed from the master suite. We went through things I had been ignoring, and we threw out stuff I should have dumped long ago. I was relieved to have the motivation and help. We laundered the pillows. We made several shopping trips for real bedding.

My wife emptied and cleaned my dresser and end tables, and she put things back in, in ways that made somewhat more sense. She vacuumed. She dusted. She organized the closet. There is so much room in there now, you could have home church in the closet. She goes in there to pray for long periods.

We emptied the kitchen cupboards and pantry. My wife cleaned, we threw stuff out, and things went back in. We got a rack that hangs on the pantry door, and we filled it with things like condiments and cookies. We like it so much, we have a second one on the way for the other door. The pantry seems three times as big now.

My friend Mike stayed here last year, and he left a household’s worth of junk and food-related things. We threw out a lot of expired Mike items.

She organized my laundry room, where I keep my paranoia shelves full of nonperishable food. They seemed full when she arrived. Now they seem empty. Simply moving stuff around made a big difference.

She attacked the garage. Mike had left a huge box of seasonings, oil, condiments, and other food items in there. Unbeknownst to me, he had left a box of starch and a box of confectioner’s sugar open, which explained why I had a roach problem in a garage where the garbage was always sealed up and dumped regularly. The box containing all the food items was full of roach poop and irate live roaches. I had to blast it with Raid and leave it alone for hours before I could put it in the car to take it to the dump. Roaches will colonize a car if you let them.

I sent Mike photos, and he said he wanted to save some things. Mike is a man, too. Everything went to the landfill.

Mike had left a couple of hundred pounds of random items in the room where I keep the piano. My wife moved it all into a smallish space in the garage.

I sold Mike my Moto Guzzi motorcycle a long time ago, in order to get it out of the garage. This plan backfired, because he left it where it was. Inspired by my wife, I put it outside under a tarp. We now have so much room, we can bring the pickup inside.

Mike keeps saying he’s going to fly down and haul his things off. I don’t know how long I can protect them from my wife.

My bathrooms were pretty clean, but now the cabinets are ordered. I redid the sink P traps, so now we are safe from leaks. My wife bought post-poop spray for use after people drop a deuce.

We plan meals together. We shop together. Generally, I cook. When I cook, I get to go sit down afterward. My wife cleans up the kitchen. That’s totally new. I can’t get used to it.

While I sit and she cleans, I can almost hear shrill, high-pitched voices with New York accents, telling me women aren’t supposed to do that.

Yesterday, she cooked a neat African meal. It was the first time she cooked an entire meal here. It was really good. I didn’t know she could cook. I got up to do the dishes afterward, and she sent me to the living room and cleaned the kitchen herself.

When I work on things like the tractors and the grounds, I don’t have to think about things I’ll have to do in the house later. I don’t concern myself with vacuuming or cleaning toilets. It’s all done for me.

I’m having problems with my old gate opener, so I have to keep opening it up and working on it. I have a kitchen cart I’m building, and there is still some welding and painting to do. While I work on things like that, my wife is in the house, imposing order.

I haven’t done a load of laundry in weeks. Clean clothing magically appears in the dresser. If I spill something on my shirt, my wife insists I give it to her and go get a fresh one.

I showed my wife how I clean toilets when she got here. Since then, I haven’t cleaned a single one. They’re always shiny and fresh-smelling, like only the angels used them. I’m not positive, but I think she keeps leaving the seats up. I’m afraid to ask. What kind of woman does that in feminist-ruined America?

We got on the living room. We looked at a zillion couches and chairs. We bought a really nice vintage rocker at a consignment store, which we visit frequently. I learned about Howard Restor-A-Finish, a product that works wonders on used furniture. I picked out a traditional wool rug like the ones my grandparents had, and we’ll get one after the turn of the year.

I’ve been on Ebay, buying traditional kitchen stuff. I got some old copper Jell-O molds for the walls. I bought some Griswold cast iron trivets to replace my mother’s trivets, which were looted and lost. I may pick up a few more century-old cast iron items.

We bought a bunch of picture frames, and we are putting family photos on the walls and coffee table. We have dedicated a hallway wall to future photos of friends and relations.

When my grandparents died, my relations took things that were ostentatious or valuable. I got my grandmother’s kerosene lamps. They’re worth around $30 each, but I remember seeing them on the mantel in her basement. We took them out and cleaned them up, and now they’re on our mantel, along with a couple of clay whiskey jugs I inherited. I’m considering putting an old butter churn on the hearth.

We go to the flea market and look for other vintage junk. Not something a man does when he lives alone, unless he has hopes of attracting another man.

I bought some vintage postcards of scenes I remember from Kentucky. I got a frame for them, and we’ll put it on a wall somewhere. I have a 1950 stamped postcard from the post office at the kibbutz where I worked. It commemorates the opening of the post office. We’ll frame that, too.

Furniture stores have sales in January and February. We plan to take advantage. We couldn’t find an old bedroom set we liked, so we chose one, and we will buy it next year.

Men create quarters. Women create homes. I would never have done any of these things had I not gotten married.

The difference is tremendous. The house seems bigger. It’s more peaceful. It’s a good place for prayer. I’m much more on top of business obligations, because now I have more time as well as a person who depends on me.

My wife doesn’t have to think about food, clothing, housing, protection, car problems, anything related to tools, or medical care. I don’t have to occupy myself with wife duties. It’s tremendous. It’s traditional. It’s correct. It works.

Of course it works. It was God’s idea.

Meanwhile, the US is full of 35+ career women–feminists–who live with cats, worry about their eggs, and put out because they think it’s the way to find husbands. They learned this from feminist leaders…who didn’t marry.

They’re miserable. They have no one to look after them. They have no one to look after. They have to compete with girls who are younger and therefore much more attractive. They think about buying ideal semen from tall, high-IQ, handsome strangers they will never meet and who are probably mostly transients and fast food workers. Women who bought the lie try to buy sperm from the kind of men who won’t marry them. They know most of their kind will die single.

Single men are better off than single women. Harsh fact of life. My life was very good before I met my wife. She was poor. She lived in a hovel with two other women. She had no reason to think kids were on the way any time soon, and she had no way to provide for them. I was sitting in a big house on a farm, enjoying my hobbies and my relationship with God, lacking for nothing except someone to pray with and make sacrifices for.

Our relationship is unusual in that she was in another country, but American single women are also worse off than single men. They are not as capable of looking after themselves as men. No one ever says, “It must be tough, being a man, living alone.”

They crave kids most men don’t crave. They have biological clocks, but it’s possible for a 100-year-old man to have kids.

My great-grandfather had 11 kids by his second wife, my great-grandmother. She was 15 when he married her, and he was already old. He and her father arranged his second marriage without consulting her. He married her on her 15th birthday, and they were married when he died at the age of 78.

He was about 55 when my grandfather was born. He ended up with 21 children. He was about 70 when his last child was born. Women can’t do that.

My great-grandmother was probably saved from additional children by menopause, not any deterioration on her husband’s part. Meanwhile, American women in their twenties are freezing eggs.

We pray together at least twice every day. We share testimony and revelation. We discuss the Bible. We help motivate each other.

This is a good system, but because I was raised in Satan’s world of sick relationships, somehow there is a part of me that feels I have to defend it. Like the part of me that used to feel like I was walking into porn theaters when I walked into gun ranges.

God’s system is right. It works. It’s for everyone.

I feel as though I am working harder than expected to make this home feel homey, and I think this is because the world is washed up. It’s a hard, cold place now, full of perversion and outright insanity. A traditional home is insulation from, and a counterbalance to, the filth of the persecuting, trans-worshiping, phone-addicted world, and it’s a reminder that we will eventually live in a world filled with God’s light and warmth.

I’m writing this not long after Jill Biden put out a stomach-twisting video of the left’s vision of a proper Christmas. You must have seen it by now. Christmas is supposed to be a sort of second Thanksgiving, in which we celebrate the gifts of Yeshua and the Holy Spirit. It’s about the love of families. We celebrate these things in our homes, where we try to rekindle our warmth and love for each other. A home is never so much a home as it is on Christmas.

Ms. Biden’s video is a sickening parade of sexual oddities in bizarre costumes, with fake grins of the sort you would expect to see on kids high on molly, prancing among creepy decorations as though recreating the kind of thing an unsaved person might see while descending into hell after a Christmas Day overdose.

It’s terrible when the left tries to destroy Christmas, but it’s even more nauseating when they try to take it over. The Biden video has nothing in it to remind us of Yeshua. It’s full of dancers who are about as charming as horror movie clowns. Their insincere grins are supposed to be cheery, but they come off as threatening, like the grins of demons awaiting the arrival of the dead.

It reminded me of something I hadn’t thought about for years: the distaste homosexuals feel for Christmas.

Young people may not remember it, but we used to hear a lot about the misery homosexuals endured over Christmas. Other people were celebrating with their husbands, wives, kids, and other relations. Homosexuals had nobody and no relationship with the God they knew detested their behavior. Christmas was a yearly reminder that a lifestyle of alcohol, drugs, selfishness, sex with feces-smeared anuses instead of vaginas, and too many sexual partners to remember was vastly inferior to normal heterosexual life.

I don’t know if it’s true, because self-pitying mythology was common, but they used to say many homosexuals committed suicide over Christmas, recognizing the emptiness of depravity and not knowing any way to be delivered.

The church has done an extremely poor job of delivering people from sexual perversion and compulsive fornication, but to be fair, not many people are interested in deliverance.

There is no way homosexual families will ever be “right.” It’s a hopeless quest, like putting a wig on Bruce Jenner, giving him a girl’s name, slicing his penis off, and expecting normal men to ask him out. It’s terrible when people give up everything to chase toxic mirages.

Jenner has actually complained that men don’t want him. It is astonishing that he didn’t expect that. You can put icing and candles on a cow pie and tell people it’s a birthday cake, but no one in his right mind will want to eat it.

There is a HUGE difference between a woman and a castrated man full of wrong hormones. Huge. Ask any man. The flesh feels different. The mannerisms are feminine, not effeminate. The mind is different. The skin has a different scent. Women don’t make noise when they walk. And women don’t have big man hands built for swinging swords and axes.

I think Biden’s video is motivated in hostility toward the “haves,” like all of leftism. Other people have decorations with crosses. They read the Bible to their kids. They look at manger displays. They hold hands and thank Yeshua, knowing he has prepared a perfect future for them. Leftists are out in the cold, so they try to make Christmas about nonexistent elves, a maladjusted fat man obsessed with other people’s kids, reindeer, trees, drunkenness, fornication, and gifts bought on credit, which assure a miserable New Year full of bills and interest.

I see Biden’s video as an act of aggression. It’s an effort to replace Yeshua and Christians with sexually ambiguous weirdos in costumes straight out of a child’s nightmares. Maybe it’s a deliberate effort to mock Christmas and Christianity. “It’s our White House now, and THIS is your White House Christmas.”

And the choreography and music are horrible.

All in all, I think a Christmas tree lighting ceremony ruined by perverts and angry Muslims is easier to watch.

How could “Dr. Jill” look at this video and not realize it was a belly-churning abomination?

“Dr. Jill.” The doctor of education. Like Bill Cosby.

I’m a doctor, too. I’m a doctor of law, like every lawyer under a certain age. I don’t go around making people call me “Dr. Steve.” Ridiculous. If you want people to call you a doctor, get a real doctorate. Become a physician or a mathematician. Learning how to teach kids to clap erasers isn’t the same as mastering neurosurgery or real analysis.

Shaquille O’Neal has a doctorate, and he insists the world is flat. He says he has seen it through airplane windows.

Dr. Shaq.

Great guy. An inspiration in many ways. Not a real doctor.

We need to stop questioning God’s guidelines. The person who created them is God, after all. He knows what works. His ways work. There are millions of normal families all over the world who do things God’s way, and they get results. They’re not buying sperm and cutting themselves.

I am extremely grateful for the change in my life. I wanted this even when I was a kid. I wanted it even after hormones kicked in, and other boys were only thinking about nailing up as many pelts as possible. I knew it was right, even though I was a terrible Christian.

I pity the people who won’t listen. It doesn’t matter how hard and long you suck on a poisoned pacifier. You will never get any milk.

Deserve’s Got Nothing to do With it

I am now 8 days into my experience as a passport bro whose wife has finally made it to the States.

“Passport bro” has a very loose definition. Fundamentally, it means any American man who passed up American women and married a foreigner, for any reason or combination of reasons. It’s a pejorative term, like “cradle-robber” (also me) and “gold digger.”

If you really want to make American women who don’t know anything about you furious, marry a woman who is younger or foreign. Many American women won’t care at all. The rest will hate you and your wife, as though you were personally responsible for the unfulfilled, much-deserved lives they and their awful friends, sisters, and mothers live.

Total strangers have said my wife was too young and pretty for me. WHOO HOO! I certainly hope so.

One lady who disapproves of us had a great husband she abused and abandoned, and she ended up bitter and alone. As an elderly, lonely leftist who will die single, she still feels qualified to offer marriage advice.

Come to think of it, a lot of female celebrities who tell young women what decisions to make are alone, miserable, whorish, addicted to drugs, and in some cases, mentally ill. “Don’t get married.” “Have kids out of wedlock.” “Make your sons wear dresses.” “Name your kids things like ‘Bronx’ and ‘Maddox.'”

Why do so many people take advice from individuals whose lives are dumpster fires?

Here’s something interesting: men don’t care at all about women marrying outside their countries. We don’t care about elderly women marrying younger, better-looking men, either, not that it happens much outside of Hollywood. We don’t care. We don’t think about it. Why the difference?

Women, on the other hand, get angry when they hear younger, prettier women they don’t know married old men they also don’t know and may not even want.

If any crabby single women I could never have married are reading, it was never a choice between you and someone prettier and younger. The choice was 1. someone I wanted or 2. being alone. If I were willing to marry someone who repelled me in order to avoid being alone, I’d have grandchildren by now.

A Jamaican girl I knew told me about rent-a-dreads. These are gigolos who roam the beaches of Jamaica. Single white women fly to Jamaica to find them, and they pay them for sex. I thought the story was funny, but I didn’t call the women predators or perverts, which is what many rejected women call passport bros.

I didn’t resent Jamaican man-whores for snapping up all the miserable middle-aged white women I didn’t want. Men generally don’t think that way. Black American men tend to be possessive of black women as a whole, but the rest of us are different.

Women are extremely hostile toward each other. That’s the problem. They are incredibly competitive for men and everything else. They have a zero-sum attitude. “What helps you hurts me.” This is why they can’t stand each other. It’s one of the weirdest aspects of human nature.

I’ve noticed that many women get upset when other women do well in any area of life. Women use this trait to torment each other.

I know a single woman who got upset when I mentioned Valentine’s Day and also when I spoke of a male friend who had a new romance. She let me know I was not to speak of these things. That was wild. If she had developed a wonderful relationship and gotten married, my friend and I would have been very happy about it.

Another person’s success isn’t your failure. If another person’s prayers are answered, yours may be answered, too.

I have an aunt who used to give my single sister endless, glowing updates on her grandchildren, all of whom are prodigies and superheroes, much like her son, who had to settle for one of the world’s worst law schools and went on to do mindless work as a low-level prosecutor who refers methheads to rehab all day. My understanding is that he is so lazy, he refused to do anything about the leaking roof on the house she gave him, so she had to have it replaced. Supposedly, she is willing the house to his kids instead of him because she thinks he won’t take care of it. He’s not the guy she held him out to be.

I never thought much about my aunt’s stories, but my sister told me she was telling them because she wanted to make the rest of us miserable. Women understand women. In my sister’s case, it seems to have worked.

When my aunt used to tell me whoppers about her grandchildren, all I thought was, “Wow, this is boring.”

Well, that’s not all I thought. I also thought, “How can she not know I don’t believe this stuff?”

Everyone in her family was the light of the world. Her son was a philosopher and the new Leibniz (a name he would have to look up). Her daughter was going to be Miss Kentucky. Her son-in-law could pick musical instruments up and play them without lessons. Her grandsons had x-ray vision, at least one could fly, and their fingerpainting had attracted the attention of the National Gallery and Livermore labs.

If I had to guess, these kids aren’t extremely bright. They’re probably smart; somewhere in the pleasant intelligence band most lawyers come from. I don’t know them, but I am qualified to guess because I know my aunt.

She told me her son had been admitted by the University of Michigan Law School (top 10), and then I found out it was WESTERN Michigan, AKA the Cooley Law School, generally held to be the single worst law school in the US. No exaggeration. It’s famous. Instead of the top 10, he was admitted to #199 out of 199.

If you can fog a mirror, you’re in. Michael Cohen is a Cooley grad.

If there had ever been any evidence these kids were brilliant or even just Mensa material, I would have heard about it. Early and often. She worked very hard to turn dubious anecdotes into proof of transcendent genius, so if an actual test score had popped up, it would be on a billboard.

She bragged about her daughter’s second husband, the anaesthesiologist. Turns out he’s really a NURSE. She took a respected profession that looks very good to most people and made it look like an utter failure the family was trying to hide. Thanks to my aunt, I never think of him as a accomplished nurse anaesthetist, which is how I would see him had she told the truth. I think of him as a guy who couldn’t get into medical school.

For years, I thought he was a doctor. My aunt used that word.

He’s probably a fantastic person, but his unpaid publicist is not doing him any favors.

She told me her daughter and the doctor lived in a historic mansion among millionaires. One day I was thinking about all the BS I had heard, so I got curious and looked them up. They have a very nice but ordinary house worth considerably less than a million. No NBA star will ever want it; I’ll put it that way. It would seem like a wonderful house to me, except I was expecting Mar-a-Lago.

Her second husband’s granddaughter managed to make it to the first round of one of those talent-search shows several years ago. My aunt got to sit in the audience, so her sans-microphone face was on TV for less than the length of a bull ride. She got to meet Jim Stafford or Shabba Doo or whoever it was that hosted the show. I, a person who hadn’t watched network TV regularly in maybe 15 years, got to hear about that. You would think the entire family had performed a Super Bowl halftime show. My best guess: the girl went back to singing in small bars, like 99% of professional pop musicians.

Let’s see. Just now, I managed to remember enough of her name to find her on Google. Her Instagram fan page has 45 followers. I think you get that many spam followers just for signing up. Last update: two years before coronavirus. So she quit. Well, that’s smart. A lot of stubborn people of modest gifts spend their autumn years playing in roadhouses. Maybe she went to college. And studied nursing. Another doctor in the making.

To get back on topic, men like women. Women like men. Men like men. Women can’t get along with women. This is why lesbians have the shortest, rockiest relationships of any group. It must be hard being a lesbian, because women want long relationships and security more than men, and lesbians fight like crazy and break up over and over.

I guess when there are two people in a relationship, and both give the cold shoulder at once, which is what many women do, it turns into a death spiral. A man will go to an angry woman and try to start a conversation. A woman will sulk behind a locked door until the sun dies.

I had an eccentric history teacher named Morgan Kelly, and he lied all the time, but he told us one thing that was true. He said the Chinese character for “woman” could mean different things. Used once, it meant “woman.” Used twice, it meant “quarrel.” Too funny. The web says modern Chinese people have stopped using the quarrel symbol, which shows the truth hit home in some quarters.

Many women lose their minds when men they used to be involved with date or get married, or even when they just go on with life and enjoy it.

I am enjoying life. I’m not doing it to torment anyone, though.

I say that as a joke, but it wouldn’t be funny if there weren’t some ugly truths behind it. There are people who live to brag, not to make themselves feel good, but to depress and humiliate others. If Americans were anything like the people they pretend to be on Facebook, we could legitimately be said to be the master race.

Now that I think about it, I guess I have hurt some people very badly with my few small successes in life. When something good happens to me, I never think, “This will really break so-and-so’s heart!” But some hearts must have been broken. It wouldn’t necessarily take much. It used to break my middle-aged sister’s heart when I rode in the front seat of the car instead of the back. Made her furious.

Envy is pretty bad. It’s Satan’s sin. “I will be like the most high.” He hates God for being above him. He hates us for being born later, being smaller, weaker, less beautiful, and less intelligent, and being promoted above him while he waits to roast and squeal in the lake of fire. People who are envious wish others ill and try to harm them when those they envy are blameless. Envy is the heart of leftism.

Life as a passport bro is good so far. It’s not like there are any big surprises. Before my wife arrived, we had spent around 6 weeks together abroad, and we had a practice of doing video chat twice a day.

If there is anything disappointing about our new arrangement, it’s that it feels like we have been living here together for decades. You would think we would both be ecstatic because we were finally together in our house, but it was more like a couple who had been married for 20 years came home after separate vacations.

Some changes are requiring mental adjustments. I can’t do everything I used to do. For example, I have been informed I get out of the car too fast. My routine is park, neutral, shut down, open door, jump out. I would guess this takes under two seconds. Now it’s neutral, shut down, stare at wife until makeup is done.

I am also not permitted to wear T-shirts with holes in them. I did not see that coming. And I have to keep an eye on the trash to see which treasured items the wife has thrown out. She threw out the boxes for some cameras and accessories, and I had to rescue them. She threw out my saddle soap!

I’m becoming my grandfather. My grandmother took some of his clothes and put them on a scarecrow, and he drove to the field and took them back down.

My wife threw out some jeans that had bleach spots on them. Who does that?

My beloved queen-sized mattress is on the way out. It’s from Costco. It’s perfect for me. It’s a joy. Back in my fornication days, I never had problems sharing a queen-sized mattress. Now, I am told it’s way too small. Yeah; trying staying on your side. How about that? That’s what I’ll tell her. One of these days.

I fixed a beautiful stuffed turkey on Thursday, and she refused to eat the stuffing. Some kind of mental block I don’t comprehend. I had not been aware that stuffing phobias existed.

You would think affluent people would be more likely to have food phobias because they would be sheltered, but it seems the opposite is true. I’ve noticed that people who grew up poor are more likely to have hangups about food. I dated a girl who could not eat anything resembling a sausage, and she also refused to go near Chinese food.

My master bath was very clean before my wife got here, except the shower needed a good application of scum remover in some areas. She’s in there now anyway, sterilizing the whole room.

On the up side, I don’t do dishes or laundry any more. PASSPORT BRO FOR LIFE!

Also, she is willing to get a recliner couch. That’s every man’s dream. I think they’re a little tacky, but when you sit on one, you forget about all that. I don’t think I would be able to make myself buy one if I lived here alone, because I would think, “God gave you this nice house, and you put a recliner couch in the living room.” But if she’s for it, I think I can forgive myself.

We went to three furniture stores yesterday, primarily to look for a kitchen table that isn’t available at Home Depot. I would guess we saw 200 recliners. I was shocked. I have a couple of recliners already. I got my dad a cheap Chinese lift recliner when he was dealing with dementia, and I got a big Barcalounger for the upstairs rec room. I looked around my area before going online, but all I saw was a disappointing La-Z-Boy store. I didn’t check the regular furniture stores. That’s when I found out how popular recliners are here.

We laugh all the time. We are getting a lot of prayer in. She gets along with Marvin. Things are going to be okay. The rest of my life may be very trying for envious people.

“Your Package has Been Shipped”

My wife is somewhere over Africa, telling stewardesses they’re too slow with her champagne. I expect to be having burgers and fries with her some time tomorrow.

Things are going quite well here. One of my best friends was raised by his grandmother, and she just passed away, so he and his kids had to spend the night here on the way to her funeral. His kids seem to be from another planet. They’re polite. They don’t break things. I have to keep telling them to talk LOUDER. Also, they cleaned my house.

I don’t know why they do this, but it happens every time they show up. I would be happy even if they came alone and left Dad at home.

I was dreading cleaning up the man-filth in preparation for trying to fool my wife about how neat I am before she takes over. Now I don’t have to do it.

We had a fantastic day yesterday. We hit Sonny’s BBQ and filled up on ribs. Every restaurant has off days, normal days, and on days. Sonny’s had an on day. The ribs were perfect. For dinner, I made two Sicilian pizzas. One cheese and one pepperoni.

I spent a lot of time talking to my friend’s only son. He has a tough life. Three sisters still in the house.

He started telling me how he loved my computer. I know little about it. I decided I wanted to make Youtube videos, so I found a guy online, telling people which parts to buy to build a suitable PC for a reasonable price. I bought the parts and built the PC. That’s all I know.

Evidently, it’s a gaming PC. I did not know this. Gaming and editing video require similar capabilities.

He knew all about the motherboard and graphics card.

It turned out he had a lot of tech interests. I told him about Arduino and Adafruit. I told him about soldering stations and so on. Maybe the next time I’ll see him, he’ll bring a homemade communications satellite.

Very smart kid.

He’s also conservative, which is not something you see a lot in junior high kids. We talked politics, and I told him stuff I had learned about God.

These kids are so quiet, I never know what’s happening in their lives, so it was a real revelation, conversing with him.

Things are going well for me, but America is not merely circling the drain; it already has one leg in it. This week, many Americans are on the web claiming Osama bin Laden, the mass-murdering idiot behind the deaths of over 3,000 innocent occupants of the World Trade Center (including Muslims), was right.

I’ll post more about that later.

I should hear from the little woman after 5 p.m today, and the next window of opportunity will come tomorrow morning. After that, Orlando in the afternoon.

I am not ready to shift into real married life. I have spent about two months with my wife, but we were always on vacation in exotic places. I have become very good at phone marriage and sending money. Having someone here all the time will be different.

The phone, immigration matters, and trip arrangements have been our chief activities for a long time. When she’s here, we can forget all that. So what will we do?

Fixing up the house and my wife’s wardrobe will kill a little time. After that, we will have to deal with freedom.

It’s a good problem to have. Some people have to get up every day and spend 10 hours trying to sell Bud Light.

I’ll continue the post during the next flight so I can express my thoughts about the bin Laden letter.

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My wife had to make a connection in a country that gives Hamas billions, and even though I know that country has no idea who I am or where my wife is, I feel more at ease completing this post now that she is somewhere else.

Bin Laden wrote a ridiculous letter to America, and people are urging others to read it, claiming it proves he was actually a good guy and we were the problem.

Some highlights:

The creation of Israel is a crime which must be erased. Each and every person whose hands have become polluted in the contribution towards this crime must pay its price, and pay for it heavily.

Right away, you can see that this letter is a scary, revealing litmus test. If you agree with bin Laden after reading the above citation, you are a Jew-hater. It’s possible for a person who does not hate Jews to believe Israel has done bad or unwise things from time to time, but if you want to erase the Jewish nation, which is legitimate, and abuse everyone involved in supporting it, you hate Jews.

[Y]ou have not yet tired of repeating your fabricated lies that the Jews have a historical right to Palestine, as it was promised to them in the Torah.

Well, we have the Torah, and it does promise all the land in “Palestine” (a non-historical nation) to the Jews. We have copies that predate the birth of the pedophile rapist Mohammed, who was born in the 500’s. Muslims don’t have a “real Torah” to show us. They do have the groundless ravings that form their own scripture. The same scriptures that mandate the killing of Jews and Christians, not just in Mohammed’s time, but forever.

Muslims believe in all of the Prophets, including Abraham, Moses, Jesus and Muhammad

Yeshua received worship and said he was the Messiah, so obviously, Muslims don’t “believe in” him. The Old Testament clearly says the Messiah is God, not just an anointed servant, so when Yeshua said he was the Messiah, he was claiming to be God. If you don’t believe this, you don’t “believe in” Yeshua.

When the Muslims conquered Palestine and drove out the Romans, Palestine and Jerusalem returned to Islam, the religion of all the Prophets peace be upon them.

How did Jerusalem “return” to Islam when it had never been a Muslim city? The Muslims invaded Jerusalem in the same century in which the thief and murderer Mohammed made Islam up. Mohammed’s efforts to create Islam are said to have started in 610, and Jerusalem was invaded and taken over by Muslim imperialists and slavers in 638.

You have supported the Jews in their idea that Jerusalem is their eternal capital, and agreed to move your embassy there. With your help and under your protection, the Israelis are planning to destroy the Al-Aqsa mosque

The Jews held Jerusalem for thousands of years, including times when they lived under occupation. Islam’s claim is based on a dream someone supposedly had about an unnamed mosque in an unnamed location. And Israelis are not planning to destroy the mosque. It will be wonderful when Yeshua finally destroys this den of idolatry, but the Israelis are content to leave it alone.

Thus the American people have chosen, consented to, and affirmed their support for the Israeli oppression of the Palestinians, the occupation and usurpation of their land, and its continuous killing, torture, punishment and expulsion of the Palestinians.

Torture is actually a Muslim thing, just like chopping hands off without anaesthetic, which they do every week. Israelis don’t torture as policy, and soldiers who do it on their own are removed from their posts and sometimes imprisoned, but when Hamas attacked civilians in Israel this year, they printed a torture manual and sent it with their cowardly murderers. As for killing, that’s normal when people are making war on you and rejecting peace offers.

And whoever has killed our civilians, then we have the right to kill theirs.

I think he means, “”whoever has killed our civilians reluctantly and unintentionally, while making a great effort to spare them, at a high cost in lives to their own military, often while we have used our civilians as human shields, then we have the right to kill theirs deliberately, in huge numbers, using means banned by all recognized standards of civilized warfare, and we also get to torture and rape them.”

The American Government and press still refuses to answer the question: Why did they attack us in New York and Washington?

Actually, those questions have been answered about a billion times. We attacked in New York because they tried to blow the World Trade Center up by detonating a huge bomb in the parking garage, hoping to murder as many innocent, defenseless civilians as possible, in conformity with their official policy.

Bin Laden said Al Qaeda was calling victim nations to Islam. Funny how dumb Americans, virtually all of them leftists, are excited about the religion which will execute them SOONER than conservatives.

We call you to be a people of manners, principles, honor, and purity; to reject the immoral acts of fornication, homosexuality, intoxicants, gambling’s, and trading with interest.

Evidently, people of honor set fire to living babies, and they cut babies out of pregnant women and behead them, without even cutting umbilical cords. That’s Al Qaeda honor. In Gaza, they throw homosexuals off tall buildings, so “Queers for Palestine” must be a base-jumping club.

[T]he Jews have taken control of your economy, through which they have then taken control of your media, and now control all aspects of your life making you their servants and achieving their aims at your expense; precisely what Benjamin Franklin warned you against.

I have no idea what Ben Franklin said. I know my life is not controlled by Jews. Even the Jew I worship permits me to do what I want.

Anyone who thinks there is a big Jewish conspiracy should round up a hundred Jews and try to get them to agree on ONE THING. It’s impossible. If there were a Jewish conspiracy, we would see some sign of it in, hello, the government of Israel, which is constantly plagued by disunity.

The Jewish conspiracy is certainly doing a great job of making the media side with Israel; every day, I see articles blaming Israel for the deaths of civilians Hamas uses as human shields. It’s like the entire press industry has turned into Al Jazeera.

If this is what a Jew-dominated press looks like, what would it look like if Jews backed off? “MATZOH PRICES DROP DUE TO INCREASED AVAILABILITY OF PALESTINIAN BLOOD.”

You are a nation that permits the production, trading and usage of intoxicants. You also permit drugs, and only forbid the trade of them, even though your nation is the largest consumer of them.

So leftists support a guy who wants to ban drugs and alcohol. Try and imagine a world in which leftists could not get these things. The Betty Ford Clinic would have to set up FEMA tents. The entertainment industry would cease to exist.

You have continued to sink down this abyss from level to level until incest has spread amongst you, in the face of which neither your sense of honour nor your laws object.

That’s a little weird, given the common Muslim practice of marrying first cousins. Bin Laden married his cousin. Incest hasn’t been spreading in America, but give it time. Post-gay-marriage-revolution, some here have noted that there is no biological reason to prevent gay marriages between relatives, and then there are incestuous couples in which at least one partner is sterile. Leftists will be the first to march for the changes, so how can any leftist support a Muslim extremist? They think Mike Johnson is dangerous because he believes the Bible.

You are a nation that practices the trade of sex in all its forms, directly and indirectly.

So leftists, who gave us the term “sex worker” to replace the accurate term “whore,” support a guy who is against making money from sex.

Go ahead and boast to the nations of man, that you brought them AIDS as a Satanic American Invention.

AIDS came from Africa, and when did leftists suddenly become okay with linking AIDS to sin? I mean, it’s correct, but leftists lose their minds when you dispute the idea that people who got this venereal disease aren’t heroes.

People who did their best to get AIDS got a quilt, but nobody got a trophy for syphilis. Where is the syphilis quilt?

You who dropped a nuclear bomb on Japan, even though Japan was ready to negotiate an end to the war.

Japan was ready to cause the greatest bloodbath the world had ever known, and it was already off to a great start with little projects like the Rape of Nanking and the Bataan Death March. They taught women and kids to fight invaders with pointed sticks. They were ready to resist down to the last person. When the government decided to surrender, the military tried to stage a coup in order to keep the war going. It took TWO bombs to end the war because Japan kept fighting after one city was reduced to radioactive ruins.

We all know how easy it is to get ignorant leftists to believe fake history, though. They still think white people invented slavery, and they won’t admit most black slaves were bought from black traders. This information has been concealed from them in things called “books.” It’s no wonder they think the Japanese were the good guys.

The freedom and democracy that you call to is for yourselves and for white race only

We had a black president, we have numerous black billionaires, and Muslims still enslave blacks, but okay. Leftists don’t read, and they discard obvious facts, so no problem.

Regarding nuclear weapons:

Anyone else who you suspect might be manufacturing or keeping these kinds of weapons, you call them criminals and you take military action against them.

Wow. Wonder why that is. We let you get your hands on two passenger planes, and look what you did. You shouldn’t be allowed to have matches. But leftists who stare at Tiktok all day and think Kim Kardashian should be president believe you.

Tiktokers are claiming we need to read this letter, and they say, “It’s only two pages long.” It’s more like 15 pages long. Who is paying them?

The sudden adoption of hell-resident bin Laden’s beliefs should disturb Americans who aren’t crazy. My fear is that antisemitism has suddenly become fashionable. I think it will be like gay marriage: almost universally opposed one day but coercively, overwhelmingly, oppressively supported the next. I don’t think Jews have years time left to prepare. I think months are all they can hope for, and months aren’t enough. Christians–real ones–will be targeted for genocide next.

The letter is exposing a lot of de facto Nazis of whom we would otherwise be aware.

This is a good time to bring the wife to the armed, fenced Northern Florida compound. I’ll give her a lasered pistol to carry. We’ll get her going with an AK-47 of her very own. I already told her it was hers. We’ll get her a carry permit so she can carry in other states. We’ll pray like crazy and dedicate ourselves to the one who keeps us safe. Maybe we’ll get some dry food. The tiny pawn shop where I pick up guns is selling bagged meals, three for 10 dollars.

I visited the other day, and I have mixed emotions about it. On the positive side, the place was busy handing guns over to people who had had them shipped in, so people here appear to be taking a productive attitude, and that’s reflective of the culture here.

I saw a nice old lady talking about gun classes and various aspects of gun ownership. She was very enthusiastic and seemed to know a lot. The kind of person you would expect to be preparing for Thanksgiving dinner with her grandchildren right now. A guy who worked in the store had a $10,000 M249S on the counter. An old guy from California came and picked up a piece, proving some people have the good sense to leave the state. I was only there about 35 minutes, and I guess 5 guns were picked up.

On the down side, they were selling those dried meals. A sign of well-founded pessimism. Guns can help you prevent disaster. When you’re eating freeze-dried food, disaster has already come.

Another shop I’ve used has a Ma Deuce in the showroom. Probably still ready to rock, full auto. They’re that kind of people. It’s an impressive weapon for a civilian to have. It will lay down a wall of lead, one round will tear a limb off, it’s unusually good for shooting through vehicles, and you can scope it and hit terrorists a very long way off. They splatter. Horrific.

It will be hard imposing sharia law in that shop.

God, not firearms, is my protection, but I don’t see any reason to invite problems through lack of ordinary preparedness. I mean, I own an umbrella. I don’t stand outside in the rain and pray the drops miss me.

The plane is on the way. Before the sun sets tomorrow, my wife and I will be at White Castle.

My Phone is Now Antisemitic

Written on October 19.

I have an Android phone, and I do not use the browser it came with. I have never used it until today. I didn’t actually use it; it sent me some garbage I never asked for. It decided to put an AP story in a notification I never agreed to permit.

I’ll post a screen capture.

This is outrageous. Why am I receiving anti-Israel filth I never told anyone to send me? I’m not supposed to receive ANY notifications. I didn’t even know they existed, and I’ve had this phone for months.

Someone in the tech/government complex signed me up. Someone with a hair color not found in nature.

The headlines deliver a pretty clear message: “You should sympathize with supporters of terrorists because Israel is bombing their ‘country’ in order to kill terrorists the people help hide. Israel is dishonest because it bombs areas it previously called ‘safe’.”

This is not journalism. It’s propaganda. Propaganda spam, from a company I bought a product from. What kind of morons is Samsung hiring?

Here’s a lesson for people who are truly so stupid they don’t understand how war works.

1. Collateral damage: what happens when you do your best to strike a legitimate military target while sparing noncombatants, and you harm noncombatants accidentally.

2. Atrocity: walking into a baby’s nursery and slicing his head off with a sheath knife while he screams and thrashes.

There is zero moral equivalence here, and you know it. If you hate Jews, just admit it. Don’t be a liar as well as a genocidal bigot.

The terrorists carried torture manuals with them when they invaded Israel.

Ordinarily, torture is intended to advance a political or military goal. Waterboarding, for example, was done by desperate, fearful nations in order to prevent nuclear, chemical, and biological attacks by Muslims. In the case of the Hamas raids, the purpose of the torture was recreational. Terrorists who were busy were not supposed to take time to torture people. Those who had more time were encouraged to torture Jews prior to killing them, and Hamas gave them a book to help them do it well. The purpose was to make the invasion more fun for the baboons who perpetrated it.

Israel does wrong from time to time because its enemies place it in very difficult situations with constant, unnecessary existential threats, but Hamas is in the terrorism and atrocity business, full time.

As for pitying the Palestinians, what is the rationale? When I see videos of feral teenagers destroying stores and hurting people in blue cities, I have no sympathy whatsoever, because the people in those cities voted for their own destruction over and over. They got what they fought for. I don’t care if Chicago or San Francisco is a pile of ashes this time next year, because it’s unhealthy to torment yourself over the self-inflicted problems of incorrigible people. I can’t fix it. I didn’t cause it. I’m not going to give myself stress over it.

If I can’t pity leftists in American cities, how can I pity Palestinians who gave terrorists a mandate?

Hamas got 57% of the vote in the last election in Gaza. It’s not like a minority regime took control by force. Palestinians knew exactly what they were voting for, and they got a majority the likes of which we generally do not see in our own presidential elections. They’re getting exactly what they voted for. They knew Hamas would stage large-scale terrorist attacks on Israel, and unless they’re stupid, they knew bombs would then fall on Gaza. They knew they were placing the Israelis in a position where they had to choose between extremely harsh military action and permitting and encouraging further atrocities against their own people. As people like to say on the web these days, the Palestinians found out. That’s on them. On the civilians.

As always, however, to the press, Israel is the problem. Just like Israel is the problem when terrorists blow up their own hospital.

The spirit of antichrist is becoming more transparent, to use a word Biden used insincerely about his administration. The spirit of antichrist has a body of people it uses against Jews and real Christians, and it’s helping its slaves come out of the closet. Not just Palestinians. The Antichrist has drones everywhere, especially among American leftists.

If you read the news, you must know that two male college professors who think they’re women have just drawn attention for going after Israel on social media. One called Israelis “irredeemable excrement” and “pigs,” and the other man said they should fear “us,” and he put up emojis of a cleaver, an axe, and drops of blood. So far, no outrage from the universities’ administrations.

Donald Trump is being tried because his efforts to stop a riot didn’t satisfy leftists. The idea is that an insufficient response is the same thing as incitement. If that’s true, what about a professor who encourages the slaughter of Jews with edged weapons in front of the entire world? Is that kind of speech legal?

Federal case law says speech can be censored when it incites violence. The Supreme Court failed to add something, though. They failed to point out that this only applies to conservatives. Al Sharpton and Maxine Waters incited a murder and riots and got in no trouble whatsoever.

You can disagree with Israel on certain points without being antisemitic. You can’t call all Israelis “irredeemable excrement” or threaten them with cleavers and axes unless you have a problem with Jews per se.

Antisemitism is cool now. That’s amazing.

The spirit of antichrist uses the flesh’s herd instinct against human beings. Only a few people out of a thousand do what they think is right. The rest look to the right and left to see what the imbeciles around them are doing, and they follow suit. This is how you get orderly, civilized Germans and Austrians to herd people into gas chambers.

“Cool” is a word that became popular about 60 years ago. Whatever you may think it means, it really means, “tending to evoke admiration and approval from others.” Coolness is sick. It’s pathological. Most people can be manipulated into doing nearly anything by the admiration and approval of others.

One of the most socially debilitating problems you can have is to be declared uncool. You become an object of ridicule. Nothing you say is taken seriously, simply because you’re the one who said it. You lose friends. You can lose your family. Cancellation.

Thanks to the Internet and things like Tiktok, we now have a world in which the promise of approval or disapproval is more strongly motivating than ever before. A complete pinhead with a million followers can get people to do things a monkey is too smart to do. Kids all over America have deliberately eaten laundry detergent in order to be admired.

This is one of the tools the spirit of antichrist is using to move the apocalypse along. “Agree, or live under a blanket of contempt and rejection.” People are being herded like pigs or sheep. They don’t think. They listen to their base drives to be admired and accepted. Because they don’t think, they do things that are clearly stupid and evil.

License. They have license from the mob, and it was handed down initially from the mob’s leader. The false shepherd. Satan.

Coolness belongs to the left. You can’t become cool by having a successful show on Fox News. Who are the coolest people? The biggest fools on the planet. Whore rappers. Spoiled athletes. Drug-addict actors who can’t work a crossword puzzle. By and large, leftists.

The antichrist’s zombies are freed from the heavy burden of reason. From the bonds of righteousness. “Righteous” simply means “correct.” “Righteousness” literally means “rightness.” People who don’t reason are unrighteous, because correctness comes from reasoning, and the righteous are their natural enemies.

Virtually no one on Earth has any idea what the spirit of antichrist is or how it works. I’ve never seen anyone but myself describe the way it uses approval and admiration to herd idiots to persecute their betters and destroy themselves.

The ignorance is amazing, and it is destroying billions. As God said once, his people were destroyed for lack of knowledge. It still happens.

Knowledge comes only from the indwelling of the Holy Spirit, and you have to spend time with him, praying in tongues and so on. No Holy Spirit, no revealed knowledge. No revealed knowledge, no protection from destruction. If you are ignorant, you will be destroyed, and you will do most of the destruction.

Virtually everything I saw coming years ago is coming true now, and I predicted it would get worse, so you can expect that to come true, too.

It amazes me that my phone is being used to send me blatant antichrist propaganda without my prior consent. I wonder what’s next. Gradually, or not so gradually, we will have to cede more and more of our will, our privacy, and our dignity in order to be tolerated. Already, people have been fired for refusing to call male perverts women. Preachers in Western nations have been arrested for committing the crime of criticizing perversion. We’re being told we have to pay “reparations” to people we never harmed. Kids who want to play sports are ostracized for refusing to kneel and endorse a racist, Marxist, pro-perversion, anti-Christian, city-burning terrorist organization founded by three witches.

The mark is just one more straw on the camel’s back. When it comes, you’ll have to beg or grow your own food. You won’t be able to use stores or buy things online. Cancellation will be perfected.

Fortunately, the Bible says it won’t come until the beast is revealed. That happens in the middle of the tribulation, which hasn’t started.

You probably don’t realize how bad things are, because you’ve gotten used to it. I wish I could go back to 2000, bring my then-self to the present, and show him what’s happening. I would love to see what he said.

Reliably Unreliable

Here at the Armed Fenced Northern Florida Compound, we have an electric gate on the main approach road to discourage riff raff and also possibly function as a choke point in dark times. I had some problems with it, and they merely served to confirm what I already knew about human nature.

The gate has a box with a keypad, and you push numbers to get in. The opener was installed 19 years ago, so I would guess that by now everyone in the county has the code, but I still make delivery drivers and the power company use it because I don’t want to find out how to change it. You push the buttons, the gate opens, it stays open while you do what you have to do, and then when you leave, a sensor by the driveway tells the gate to open again.

UPS has the code, but lately, they have been refusing to put boxes on my porch. I’ve had to walk over 100 yards to the gate to get my wet boxes covered with leaves and lizard poop.

What do you do when you have a UPS problem? You use UPS’s website, which has all sorts of ways to put you in touch with caring UPS employees. Right? I mean, the site actually encourages you to try.

Thing is, UPS has deliberately changed everything so it is virtually impossible to have any kind of communication with them. You complain to Amazon, and they tell you to complain to UPS. Then you find out it’s easier to have lunch with the Great and Powerful Oz.

Amazon could complain to UPS, and UPS would listen. But Amazon doesn’t want you bothering Amazon. Just keep buying that Chinese stuff with the funny names Chinese people think sound American. “Honey, look at my new IZMURDNULL golf pants!”

I think those names are like the Chinese characters ignorant millennials have tattooed on their bodies. You think it means, “courage of tiger,” but it really means, “fat chick pay me $300.”

Maybe Chinese factory owners make their US-educated kids make up those names, thinking they must have learned something at UCLA.

Feng Sr.: What “IZMURDNULL” mean?

Feng Jr.: “Courage of tiger.” I need the Bugatti keys.

In the past, you could call the UPS number and yell “AGENT!” over and over until the phone tree wilted and gave you a person. Now you go to the site, get a bunch of prompts that don’t apply to your situation, and then receive instructions to get lost. If you call and yell “AGENT!”, the system tells you you can’t have one, and it hangs up.

None of the web prompts matched my problem, and that was deliberate on the part of UPS. I had a driver who would not put boxes where they were supposed to be, and probably three million people had the same problem today, so obviously, they do not want people with poorly-placed boxes calling them. They would be inundated.

You can’t just go to the local UPS hub and ask for help, because they will shoot you when you try to scale the fence. UPS doesn’t like riff raff any more than I do. Okay, perhaps they won’t shoot you, but you can’t complain in person. That’s my point.

I tried to use the site in spite of the lack of relevant options. I picked a prompt which was not very appropriate, figuring some human being might read it and decide to do something even though I had responded to the wrong prompt. Unbelievably, UPS contacted me. A guy named Bill at the local hub seemed to be very upset that my boxes were being rained on, and I think he really tried to help.

He thought I hadn’t entered my code on their site. I told him I had. He said he couldn’t see it, and that meant his drivers couldn’t see it. He was convinced this was the issue. He gave me a number for UPS tech support.

I called and got one of the Indian guys.

Here’s something you need to know about phone customer service people. Generally, they have no interest in solving your problem. What they really want is to get rid of you. They look for ways to justify sending you to other representatives in other departments, and one of their favorite tricks is to connect you without permission, very quickly, while talking over you, before you can scream and tell them they’ve made a mistake.

Aedidev the CSR: OkayIamtellingyoutheproblemisnotwithourdepartmentyoumusttalkto billingpleaseholdwhileIswitchyouhaveagooddaynamaste…

You: STOP STOP WAIT WAIT

Aanandaswarup the other CSR: Hello, can you please repeat the long story you told the other CSR and repeat all the facts he did not bother to provide me with?

The Indian guy told me the general tech support people could not help me. He said the UPS My Choice tech support people were the problem, so he gave me their number.

I called and got a lady with an accent so weird I suspect it was fabricated by AI on the spot. She told me all the My Choice people could do was track packages. Which is why their department is called “tech support,” I guess. Totally appropriate.

I think it was the next day when Bill called me again, and he was distraught to learn that UPS had been no help at all.

At some point, I started telling Bill I thought the driver was the problem. I said the gate had had some issues, and I had had another driver who was a trainee, and he had been too cowardly to drive through the gate because he thought he would hit it.

No, no. Bill was positive the driver could not see the code.

I ended up talking to another Indian guy. This one started talking over me and repeating things he would have known were not true had he actually listened to anything I told him. I was somewhat abrupt with him. I said things like, “PLEASE STOP TALKING” so I could get a few words in.

Eventually, he told me to wait, and then he stopped talking. But I could still hear everyone in the boiler room in New Delhi talking around him. And I heard something that sounded like labored breathing.

I started asking him if he was there. I asked if he was all right. I think he had some kind of fit. After a while, he started to talk. He said he could not help me and that he would send me to another department. Then a robot voice came on and asked if I wanted to take a survey, giving answers to be recorded. I took the survey, explaining my complaints in detail. Then the robot said the survey couldn’t be processed, and it hung up on me.

I followed up with Bill and told him the second Indian guy seemed to have some kind of problem, and maybe someone needed to check on him.

I really said that.

Bill and the foreign lady continued to call me, and Bill also emailed. The lady was really annoying. She would say she was going to call at a certain time, then miss the time, and then call me when I was doing important things.

She always sounded the same, but she insisted she was different people. I kept asking her if she was the person who talked to me before, but she denied it.

AI. It’s coming for all of us.

Packages kept landing outside the gate.

Today, I saw the driver by the gate, and I walked out to talk to him. He said he had the code, but the gate had refused to open twice, and it was closing so fast it hit his truck. He was leaving packages in the rain to avoid being trapped or hitting the gate.

Exactly what I thought had been happening, had happened. Being old is like being clairvoyant. You get so familiar with human failings and incompetence, you always seem to know what’s really going on.

We talked for a while and did some experiments, including one where he drove through the gate. He barely moved. No wonder the gate closed before he made it. A garden slug could have passed him. It was bizarre to watch. But he was right about the open time being too short. The control box needed to be opened up and looked at.

He seemed a little nutty to me, and he definitely could have made it through the gate (like the Fedex guy and me) had he not had a bizarre fear of normal acceleration. Still, the box needed to be worked on.

I decided to go ahead and pay a tradesman. The people who built the house left me an opener manual, and it had two phone numbers written on it. A guy named Kenny.

I called Kenny, and he was surly. He said you can’t get Powermaster parts. He said the cost for a service call was $150. I asked if he was planning to do service or sell me a new box. He said he would sell me a new box. Then I asked him whether he was planning to charge me a $150 service fee for giving me an estimate on a new box.

You can see how the conversation went. The only thing I was sure about after we talked was that I was not going to do business with Kenny. If you’re a crabby old crank when a new customer calls, you’re going to be a horror for the duration of the job. Kenny, if you ever read this, this is why you work from a cell phone and your competitors have big, beautiful websites and nice shops and trucks. Get a life.

The box is from 2004, and Powermaster, the company that made it, has decided to cut off parts and support entirely. Their rationale is that it’s too hard to upgrade the boxes to current federal safety standards, but that doesn’t really apply in situations where customers want repairs, not upgrades. Their new boxes cost $3000. Why would anyone buy one after being told to forget about parts for an older one?

They encourage people to contact them via email, and they do not answer emails. It’s a good system. It works.

I have some documents that have some application to this old box, so I took a look. I also took some gut shots of the electronics. I found the potentiometer that makes the gate stay open, and I fixed it so it holds the gate fully open for 70 seconds. Even Mr. Magoo should be able to get a UPS truck through in that amount of time. On a good day, Joe Biden should be able to get his Corvette through in 70 seconds.

So I called UPS and told them what happened. No, I didn’t! I’m not that stupid. I taped a note to the keypad by the gate, saying it had been adjusted and would stay open for 70 seconds.

I did try to email Bill. UPS rejected the email instantly.

“MAIL UNDELIVERABLE

This email conversation thread has expired, and your message will not be delivered. No further action will be taken by UPS.“

Yeah, that’s not rude or anything.

What’s with the boldface? Is that supposed to be scary? Am I being scolded?

The inside of the box has a lot of dirt and crud in it, so I plan to take half a day, put a tarp down by the box, open the box, undo and clean all the connections, apply terminal protector, apply sealant to the box’s access plate, and close it up. I should be able to get another 10 years. The Powermaster people may be a little jerky, but the components in the box look basic and tough.

I think I can put an electric eye on the box to let it know when cars are in the gateway, which would be nice, because no one wants a gate that closes on cars. Driven by people they want to see, I mean.

Driver: STOP! I just wanted to tell you about the Jehovah’s Witnesses!

Gate: GATASAURUS CRUSH!!

They sell aftermarket electric eyes. I just have to find the right contacts to attach one to, and then I have to modify the box so I can run a wire into it without letting rain in. Pretty simple compared to other things I’ve done. I would rather just call someone, but I can hear the spiel already. “They don’t sell parts for this old box, but I can get you a new Liftmaster…”

If I get a new Liftmaster, guess who will install it? Me. There are like 4 wires involved. I can take it from here, chief.

In short, as has happened many times before, I was sitting here looking for people to take my money, but I could not find anyone worthy.

As for UPS, I hope Bill and the Indian guy with the anxiety attacks are doing well. Base pay at UPS amounts to $170,000, so I guess they’re fine.

Wonder what that comes out to in rupees.

You are a Termite

I am still trying to get a grip on photography and equipment choices.

So I did a macro photo of a tiny weed blossom, and it was so beautiful, I wanted to blow it up, print it, and put it on the wall. I went to the true photography experts: Walgreen’s.

Okay, Ansel Adams wouldn’t have used them, but there is a Walgreen’s near me, and I can submit photos online for printing. And their candy aisle is outstanding.

I uploaded the photo, and the website told me it was too grainy to be printed at 16″x 20″. The photo is nearly square, but I figured I would print it in a rectangular size, cut off the blank parts, and put it in a frame made to hold it.

Now I have to decide whether to put up with the graininess or print a smaller photo. Sad, because every photo is unique. I can’t go out and redo it.

This problem showed me a couple of things.

First, I really do need a better camera. My camera has an 8-megapixel sensor, so you don’t get a lot of pixels. It’s fine if you’re not doing too much cropping, and you’re not printing big pictures, but otherwise, it’s a huge problem. Until yesterday, I was going along with the people who told me it’s the photographer, not the equipment, that matters. Turns out they’re totally wrong. You can take great pictures with a bad camera, but you can’t take EVERY great picture. A camera’s limitations can limit what you can do, very dramatically.

Second, when taking macro shots, you need to get as close as you can and fill up the viewfinder. That way, you get as many pixels as possible, and when you crop later, you get the best resolution possible.

A few days ago, I was wondering if I should blow $400 on a cheap DSLR body that would make better use of my old lenses. Now I’m thinking I should spend a few thousand dollars and get it over with. I have a wife. I may have a child sometime next year. I can’t keep letting bad equipment cost me opportunities to do good photography.

I also have to get out and shoot several times a week, because lack of skill and lack of familiarity with the equipment also ruin opportunities. I don’t want to be the old guy who finds himself cursing at his camera and millennials and electric vehicles and soy while his son takes his first steps.

I don’t know too much, but it’s starting to look like I need to put at least two grand into a camera, along with a big sum for a very good zoom. The zoom I have is 17-70mm, and it starts out at f2.8, so it’s unusual to have to take it off the camera for anything. I have a prime lens I never use.

I don’t want to find myself on a trip with two annoying cameras, plus lenses, to lug around, so whatever I get has to be very good for both video and stills. That means I need a flip screen so I can see myself and/or others when I’m in the picture. There are still a lot of cameras without flip screens, and they’re not going to work for me.

I don’t want a DSLR because they’re extinct already, and they are completely inferior to mirrorless cameras with far better electronics. They miss shots. They focus on the wrong things.

It sort of looks like the camera I want isn’t available yet. I looked at a bunch of products, and it seems like the Sony A7CII is the answer, given what I am willing to spend. It does great stills. It’s pretty good for video. It’s water-resistant, unlike most cameras under two grand. It has a flip screen. It’s intended to be a smaller version of an existing Sony people like, so it saves weight and space. It won’t be available until later this month.

Sony mirrorless cameras supposedly take an extremely vast array of lenses, unlike Canons, which are limited by a greedy refusal to license. What if I want to do telephoto stuff a year from now? Do I want to be confined to a few overpriced lenses that may or may not be what I want?

It turns out cameras are like rifles. I can buy a phenomenal rifle for under a grand, but glass to make it work right will likely cost more than the gun.

Today I’m doing continuing legal “education” again. Right now, I’m playing a video about attorneys who use artificial intelligence. It’s really depressing.

Most people are not overly bright or perceptive, so most of us don’t really understand what AI is going to do to us. We have ideas about computers creating big machines that go around exterminating us, and surely that could happen after enough technological progress, but the real threat, which would come to pass much sooner, is that we will become startlingly stupid people who do almost nothing except serve as receptionists and mechanics for computers who do our actual work.

Apparently, a huge number of people are using AI to do things they should do for themselves. Kids make it do their homework. Students have found ways to make it take exams for them. Lawyers are making it do research and writing.

The speaker in the video talked about using AI for things like doing writing tasks lawyers don’t feel like doing or are, frankly, too dumb to do. She talked about using AI to beat writer’s block.

I don’t get writer’s block. If you tell me you need me to write 500 words, I can sit down in front of you and get it done in 15 minutes. I once wrote a very good legal brief, 48 pages long, in a day. It’s not a problem for me. Some people can dunk a basketball. Some people can write symphonies at the age of 7. I can write legal documents quickly, well, and without help.

So now people like me are going to compete with numbskulls who struggled to get through law school, who pick up their phones, log into AI sites, and tell them to do what I do. When the product spews out a few seconds later, their only job will be to review it and correct it, and if what I’m hearing is true, a lot of the numbskulls aren’t even doing these things. They are getting caught submitting things AI messed up.

If I practice law again, I may spend 20 hours putting a brief together for you, but opposing counsel, with an IQ of 95, may bark some commands into his phone in a strip club toilet instead. Then I’ll bill you $10,000, and he’ll bill his client $10,000, but I’ll be doing about 20 times the work he does.

If this is how it works, aren’t we going to end up with generations of utter morons who are not able to practice law when they aren’t plugged in? Even many of the smart ones will stop learning the second they pass their bar exams.

Also, what will happen to fees? How long will $500 per hour seem reasonable when machines that cost little to use are puking the work out almost instantly?

It will only be a few years before reviewing AI work will not be necessary, because AI will be much better at the work than we are. The tables will turn, and if we actually write anything, AI will review it for US.

Remember I, Robot? Will Smith had a self-driving car. He got in it with Bridget Moynahan. She started shrieking about how unsafe it was to drive a car for yourself.

Won’t there come a time when doing your own legal work will be considered negligent? Computers will be so much better at it, it will be foolhardy to let humans do it. What happens to lawyers then?

It will happen, and it’s going to happen very soon. Within 5 years, probably.

Judges, quite frankly, are already stupid, without the help of AI, and they are also biased and dishonest. Not all of them have these faults to problematic degrees, but many, many do. Should we have AI judges? Maybe they’ll miss some things human judges would catch. At first. But what if the down side is grossly outweighed by the up side?

When I practiced patent law, the country’s only appellate patent court was reversing 54% of the cases it heard. Federal district judges were just too stupid to do the job. There are other areas of law that are also too hard for many federal judges, who tend to be stooges with political appointments. Should we continue letting these people ruin lives and mishandle cases when we have computers that will do a better job?

What if the reversal rate for human judges is 54%, and the reversal rate for AI judges is 35%? Could we ignore this?

Is there a way to team humans up with AI judges to balance the disadvantages out? I doubt it would work well. Human judges have a limitless capacity to screw things up.

What about medicine? Let’s be honest. There is no way a human being can consistently diagnose physical problems, or prescribe treatment, as well as a really good machine. A machine will know the symptoms of every problem known to medical science, no matter how obscure. It will know every cause. Every treatment. What the outcomes are. Most medicine boils down to following flow charts. Human beings can’t do that as well as machines. In the future, doctors will probably be limited to examination and data entry.

For a long time, we’ve had robots helping doctors rip out prostate glands. How long will it be before machines do many procedures from beginning to end, with doctors standing by mainly to collect fees?

I would rather have a machine than a doctor most of the time. Doctors have misdiagnosed me and given me the wrong treatments many times. I have stumped them many times, which should not happen. They have tried to con me into undertaking unnecessary courses of supervised treatment, so they could make more money. Give me a machine any day.

What about an AI president? Sometimes I wonder if the Antichrist will be a machine or a huge leftist mob wired together with a central machine.

The millennials who teach CLE courses think AI is wonderful. They can’t wait to see it do more. They may feel different when they’re collecting aluminum cans for a living.

Another disturbing CLE taught about social media and the law. Boy, are you in for a surprise if you’re a social media addict and you find yourself in court. They will go after your entire history. Tiktok, Instagram, Facebook…even Myspace. You name it.

You should probably delete every account once a year. If you really have to, you can start new ones with less dangerous data stored in them.

They’ll also go after every email address you have. Probably every forum you’ve ever joined. I have no idea how many I’ve joined. I’ve been on the web since about 1992.

If you lie about your whereabouts, or you just make a mistake, they’ll dig up things you’ve put up on the web, along with times and locations, to prove you’re wrong. Can you imagine anything more invasive?

On top of that, there will be forgeries, and lawyers will have to hire expensive experts to validate or invalidate things attorneys want to introduce into evidence. This is how it works right now, so expect it if you get dragged into court.

What a nightmare. You’ll be sitting in court looking at subpoenaed copies of your neighbors’ Ring videos.

I don’t want to live in the world that’s coming. Take me now. The Borg is real. It’s already here. Our lives are suddenly losing all purpose. We are losing our value as individuals. We are like ants in a farm. Bees in a hive. Gather the nectar, make the honey, and then die.

Oh, well. Back to CLE. When Jesus comes, I’ll be able to say I finished this cycle.