Farewell to the Wizard of America’s Id

I created another Twitter account so I could survey the situation following the election. When I have created Twitter accounts in the past, I have not been able to stand it very long. I thought this time might be different. I could stay in the background, not get too much dirt on me, and have the ability to look at other people’s pages in chronological order, which is something Twitter took away from non-members.

I lasted 4 days.

I was swamped with fake and/or bot accounts. I don’t know what purpose these accounts serve. They must be making money somehow. Most of them featured posts sort of like this: “I have had it with Mike Pompeo! If you agree, say ‘YES’!”

A lot of them had ridiculous names like “PresOfficialDonaldTrump.” They were labeled “Parody,” not always in a conspicuous way. They contributed nothing at all to the discourse, and they pushed real accounts out.

I had to keep muting these accounts. Muting means you can’t see their posts, but they can see yours. It seemed like it didn’t work. I kept seeing the same trash. Maybe they were posting on multiple accounts with very similar names. I tried blocking. I blocked and blocked and blocked.

I started getting slut posts. One of the first was some sleazy little trollop dropping the top of her bar-grade minidress. Then I got flooded with Cardi B fan posts. “Cardi be CRUSHIN’ it in this dress!” I would guess I muted and blocked over 30 accounts like this, but they kept coming. Cardi B is a slut, she is unintelligent, and she is also homely.

I received similar posts from other rap sluts. I got one from Sexxy Red, another homely pop star. She was bending over in a short dress, facing away from the phone. She looks like a budget prostitute of the sort favored by economically-minded military personnel.

I use harsh terms, I know, but so does the Bible.

There was also a ton of disinformation from the right and the left. The guy who debunked Pizzagate raped a bunch of kids! No, he was caught with child pornography. Doug Emhoff’s daughter had to be committed to a mental asylum after the election! No, that did not happen. RFK murdered 83 kids in Samoa! Really? Read up on that.

Twitter now has “community notes,” meaning you can post a note correcting disinformation. I saw very few of these.

There were a bunch of sick women, telling the world how they hated their friends and relatives who voted for Trump. TDS is not imaginary. It’s real, and it’s everywhere.

Many people were gloating over the Democrats. This is a practice I battle within myself. Here is what the Bible says:

Rejoice not when thine enemy falleth, and let not thine heart be glad when he stumbleth:

Lest the Lord see it, and it displease him, and he turn away his wrath from him.

I don’t want the Lord to stop defeating these people and the filthy spirits they serve.

I saw a lot of people bragging about a Trump landslide. That was annoying. There was no landslide. Ronald Reagan was elected twice, and in the process, he got over 1,000 electoral votes. Those were landslides. Trump got 312 votes. Why can’t we be honest? He did pretty well. That’s all.

Trump got 304 votes in 2016, and no one called it a landslide.

People were talking as though the Democrats were finished. A lot of people think we own the country now. No. We do not. We won in a squeaker. We had a feeble loser opponent who repelled people, and we still ended up with tiny majorities in the House and Senate. America still loves Satan’s values, and the left will eventually overtake the right. Get ready for it. You will not save America, but you can save yourself by getting to know God.

We will probably lose one house of Congress in the midterm election, so get ready for it.

I don’t know how you’re supposed to get anything good out of Twitter. There are a lot of citizen journalists there, but think of the sewage you have to wade through to get to them.

The big conservative brains on Twitter are disappointing. For example, people say James Woods got a 1600 on the SAT and went to MIT, but his posts are pretty ordinary. Some are immature. He’s not “owning” people right and left. I tend to doubt what people say about his intelligence. It’s true he went to MIT for 7 semesters, but not everyone there is Niels Bohr.

On top of all this, Twitter is a time sink. You sit down to check it briefly, and then suddenly, 90 minutes are gone, and you have nothing to show for it.

I’m out. I’m done. I think Twitter is important, because you can say things all the other social sites delete, but I can’t find a way to make it work for me. Maybe I’ll start another account if something big happens and I want to keep track of it, but I am on the sidelines for now.

God’s Promises are True

A friend of mine has a son with severe mental illness. By that I mean his son is a leftist.

My friend got to know God a few years back, and now he calls and tells me how much he loves being with God and praying in tongues. He gets revelation, and his life improves. Unfortunately, all this happened after his son was grown.

His son married a mixed-race lady who has a twin sister. Their mother was impregnated by a black or partly-black man who is nowhere around. Contain your shock. Both parents abandoned the babies, and they were adopted by white families.

Black people do not adopt black children often enough to save them. If you Google this, Google’s AI will butt in without being invited and tell you this is a racist myth, but it’s true. Black children are overrepresented among children who have no families. There are about 1.5 times as many of them as there should be, given the percentage of American kids who are black. It’s not hard to do the math.

In order to avoid typing “his daughter-in-law” over and over, I will call this woman “Myrtle.”

Myrtle was raised in a very white area. Then, for some reason, she chose to go to a black university and accept the low-standards stigma. After she arrived at the school, she complained that black people scared her.

Myrtle is some sort of vegetarian, although my understanding is that she eats some things vegans will not. She says the smell of beef makes her so sick, she can’t be in the house when anyone else cooks it, so her husband can forget about enjoying it when she’s around. So there’s a rule he must obey.

She is way out on the left. She is extremely fragile. My friend is getting to know the Holy Spirit, so of course, he is conservative.

Her husband is an enabler. He once told his dad his wife was terrified his middle-class, law-abiding wife would be pulled over by the police and murdered. In Massachusetts or New Hampshire, those notorious Klan strongholds. The son was angry at his dad for not understanding her neurotic, unfounded fear, which was probably something she made up to get attention. Leftists pretend to be upset in order to control the people around them.

A husband and father is not supposed to be an enabler. He is supposed to be the one who corrects everyone else. Fathers generally do this. This is why prisons are filled with the children of single mothers, but children of single fathers are out there in the world making a living and obeying the law.

This lady is full of demons that tell her white people and conservatives are out to get her, and her husband is full of demons that want him to have a controlling wife, so this is why they’re together. They know nearly nothing about God, so they haven’t received protection from delusion.

Day before yesterday, two days after election day, my friend told me things were very bad in his son’s house. The wife was having some kind of breakdown. Not the kind where they put you in a padded room. But she was not functioning normally. She was extremely angry. She was grieving.

She is still like this, 5 days after the election. God help her children.

My friend talked to me the way I would expect a moderate Iranian to talk to me about a father who was considering an honor killing. “He thinks my sister has to go, so we are all trying not to set him off.” He and his son were altering their behavior to humor Myrtle.

I told him his son was failing as a husband. Straight out.

God is supposed to be my anchor, through the Holy Spirit. I am supposed to be my wife’s anchor. I share that job with God. Women and kids go off on weird tangents all the time, and fathers are supposed to bring everyone back into line. Women’s hormones make them different people every day, and kids are just inexperienced and not that smart. Somebody has to be stable.

Demons are telling this lady she is right to believe lies about the race of the people who saved her, as well as wacky lies about conservatives. The son should be trying to deliver her from her pathological fantasies. Instead, he rewards them for them, and he expects his dad to cooperate.

Demons love controlling families. They get their hooks into one person, and they use that person as a handle to control the others. “Mortgage the house, Dad. If you don’t, my bookie will break my legs.” “Stand good for the checks I forged to buy drugs or they’ll put me in prison.” My sister pulled that last one, successfully.

My friend’s son is a codependent. He is supposed to help his family and make things better, but he’s pulling the wagon that carries them to the abyss.

He has a baby and a toddler. They dressed the toddler up as a lesbian, they have resisted using correct pronouns, and my friend’s domineering ex-wife, who used to claim to be conservative, curried favor by buying the toddler a book called, The Hips on the Drag Queen go Swish, Swish, Swish.

My friend and I had very dysfunctional upbringings. Two of his brothers were junkies, and one died in his house when my friend was about 7. His older brother physically abused him all the time. He chased him with a horsewhip. His dad was a shady lawyer who associated with shady people. He was eventually convicted of a felony and disbarred. Church was not part of their lives, and neither was the Holy Spirit.

I talked to my friend the other day, and I told him his son was dragging him back into the dysfunctional world. I said God wanted him to be free of it.

Lately, I have realized my life is completely free of dysfunction, and it’s very strange to me. How many people can say they are free of dysfunction?

My dad drank, beat my mother, and abused all of us emotionally. My older sister was sick and cruel, and she tormented my mother and me endlessly. My mother kept holding onto my dad even after they were divorced. My parents didn’t introduce us to God or teach us ordinary habits all successful people have.

Now, my life is so perfect, it’s boring. My wife and I joke about it. We get along beautifully. We love being with each other all day. We don’t manipulate each other. There are no guilt trips. There is no verbal abuse. There is no violence. There are no ultimatums. We laugh and joke all the time. We pray together. We agree about politics and religion.

Sometimes when we’re driving home from Walmart or some other wonderful, boring destination, I’ll say something like, “Another challenging day,” and we’ll both laugh and talk about how good God is to us.

This is what I want my friend to have, but he isn’t there yet. He is working too hard to turn his son around. I told him his son and Myrtle would probably never change, and if they did, it would probably be decades in the future. I said he needed to back up and enjoy his own life with God.

This is the worst thing about being a Christian. You have to cut people loose and let them sink. Most of the people you love are going to hell, and you can’t fix them. You pray for them and talk to them for a while, and then you have to retreat and hope God sends you to someone more receptive.

My dad was the last child of Satan I was close to, and I will never be close to another one. God turned him around at the last minute, and that’s wonderful, but he was an instrument of damage almost his entire life.

I have cut all sorts of people off. When you’re away from God, you attach yourself to people who do you harm, and when you repent, you have to scrape off the ones who won’t listen.

Myrtle and the son are in real trouble, as are the kids who are forced to depend on them. I am constantly hearing about how unhappy they are and how many problems they have. The son didn’t know the Holy Spirit when he was looking for a bride, so demons chose her for him. Now he is stuck with her, and she with him. Even if one of them comes around, he or she will be glued to the other by the bonds of matrimony and the needs of the children. They are trapped.

I pity people in bad marriages. I don’t know how they get through every day. I even understand Godless people who fantasize about killing their intolerable spouses, even though it’s wrong. I understand people who get fed up and run off. They look out over the future, and they see nothing but more suffering. And they’re almost always right.

I always say cancer is better than marrying the wrong woman, and I mean it very sincerely. Cancer kills you in a few months or years, and then you’re free. The wrong spouse can make you suffer for half a century.

I had no judgment at all about women. I was drawn to all sorts of women who were, frankly, losers with zero potential. Rebellious. Arrogant. Ignorant. Trashy. Mean. Unstable. Dishonest. Manipulative. Emasculating. If God had not chosen my wife for me, I would be in a place of torment instead of a bubble of love and protection. I would have a parasite instead of a wife.

My wife says the same basic thing about the men she wanted.

For a long time, I’ve prayed for God to give me a house of love. A while back, I realized he had come through. I don’t have a wife telling me what a disappointment I am or stamping her feet to get what she wants. I don’t have kids with clown hair and pierced noses, locking their parents out of their bedrooms and cutting themselves. We treat each other very well. We treat Marv very well. Nobody has to take a deep breath before entering the living room. It’s astonishing.

Things get better every week. I wish everyone could have this.

God truly is good, and his promises are true. I wish I had capitalized on them much sooner.

CORRECTION

I just found out Myrtle is being pleasant today. What a relief.

The Miraculous Failure of Bizarro Election Tactics

People like to try to convince us that conservatives are morally inferior to leftists. At the very least, they try to tell us we’re just as violent/dishonest/weird.

It just does not fly. No one can deny the existence of bad conservatives. I mean, Denny Hastert. He should be executed. No one can deny the existence of violent conservatives, although I’m having a hard time finding examples on the web. Tim McVeigh was conservative, but he also believed the government had implanted a chip in his butt, so I don’t think conservatism was his main problem. Anyway, it’s obvious there are bad and crazy conservatives out there, but there is no equivalence at all.

Most prison inmates support Democrats. Most violent crime, far and away, is committed by people who support Democrats. Most witches and other occult kooks are Democrats. Terrorists always hope Republicans lose.

Here’s another interesting thing: conservatives don’t have meltdowns after Democrats win elections, even if they think they were cheated.

If memory serves, leftists started melting down in public, proudly, with the election of George Bush, whom they equated with Hitler. The guy who actually gave the world the Obamaphone and mindless printing of cash was Hitler. Celebrities broke our hearts by remaining in the USA after promising to leave. Since then, leftists have ramped things up. The Internet is full of bizarre leftist communications expressing despair and rage coupled with inexplicably bad proposals to “fix” the problem of people whom they disagree with being allowed to win elections.

Rosie O’Donnell just said the Electoral College should be abolished and that we should go with the popular vote.

Trump won the popular vote. Hello?

Here are some stars who said they would leave if Trump won, either in 2016, 2020, or 2024: Miley Cyrus, Bryan Cranston, Raven-Symoné, Lena Dunham, Samuel L. Jackson, and Whoopi Goldberg. Those are just the celebrities I’m familiar with. There are others, like Sophie Turner, I know nothing about. The Internet assures me she’s famous.

Why can’t these people keep their promises?

I was telling my wife I think some of them stay here because they’re not famous anywhere else. Imagine moving to Amsterdam and learning you have to wait in line for a restaurant table. Unthinkable.

Richard Gere is true to his word. He is moving to Spain. But he was going to do that anyway, and he’s not a celebrity any more.

You know what? I can’t find a list of conservatives who said they would leave if a Democrat won. If you search for them, you get lists of Democrats.

When you go to Youtube and search for “conservative election meltdown,” you get videos of leftists.

No equivalence.

We’re just not as crazy. Even the flat-Earthers and truther holdouts aren’t melting down.

So far, we’ve had one riot. Leftists pretended it was something they would never do, and that it was a serious threat to democracy, unlike, say systematically preventing your own party members from voting for their chosen candidates in primaries.

A small group of idiots with no weapons, backing, or strategy rushed the Capitol and shot video of themselves delaying a vote certification. The worst ones fought with the police. They left after a while, they accomplished nothing, and business resumed. And if you were 5 blocks away, fat, reeking of cigarette smoke, and full of arterial placques, and you died from a heart attack on January 6, MSM performers listed you as a casualty.

Leftists riot constantly. They think it’s civil disobedience. They think burning buildings and beating conservatives is speech.

The leftist governor of Oregon had to tell his leftist sheep he was going to beat them over the head with the National Guard if they rioted in Portland after this election. You never see politicians telling conservatives not to riot. We tried it once, and it wasn’t a good fit. Sure, conservatives have shown up to defend their own events by force, after those events were crashed by leftists rioters, but we don’t suit up and go to leftist events with the intention of starting trouble.

Now they’re doing a necropsy, trying to explain Trump’s victory, the way sane people might try to explain a nuclear accident. Democracy functioned normally, the people elected the politician they liked better, and leftists think something went wrong.

Look what they did toward the end when they started to see Harris sink in the polls. They shamed black men and called them sexist. They called people like me Nazis and racists. Professional idiot Will Ferrell put out a video in which he pretended to threaten revenge on a potential Trump voter.

How did that fail to work? It seems like a surefire plan. “You’re not on our side? You’re a bucktoothed, illiterate, sister-molesting, backwoods Nazi pig who hates women. Wait…where are you going? I’m not finished!”

Why did they think this was a good idea? Why are they so crazy? It’s because their demon issues are worse than ours. Conservatives definitely have demons, but we don’t welcome them and feed them as enthusiastically and slavishly as leftists. That’s why we are less insane.

There are people on Tiktok now, screaming, literally, like they’re on fire. Using the word “hate” over and over. Thrashing and writhing. That’s demons expressing themselves. And their viewers are in the same boat. They think their videos are brilliant.

Barack Obama is a man of moderately above-average intelligence. He survived law school on affirmative action. In spite of his acumen, somehow he got the idea that if he scolded heterosexual, masculine black men from the standpoint of a homosexual half-black Oreo who had expressed the goal of becoming more androgynous, they would rally behind him.

Bad choice of words on my part, perhaps, but it was innocent.

Of course they turned on him! Who wouldn’t?

“GET DOWN OFF THE COUCH, BLACK MEN! YOU KNOW YOU’RE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE ON THE PEOPLE FURNITURE!” That was his attitude. That was his presumption.

Conservative women were shamed constantly. I would guess the shaming is worse for them than it is for men, because leftists think they own them. What better way to make sure a conservative woman makes it to the polls than to call her stupid and obsequious?

Beyond a certain level, delusion has to be demonic. There are certain levels of missing the obvious that can’t occur unless demons help.

I saw a Jewish lady being interviewed. The interviewer asked if she knew why there was so much antisemitism lately. She said she guessed it was because of Trump. Another Jewish lady followed later, saying the same thing.

Israelis love Trump. Netanyahu loves him. Trump gave recognition to Israel’s history JEWISH capital. Trump has a Jewish daughter and Jewish grandchildren. Leftists who hate Trump are swarming streets with signs calling for the murder of all of Israel’s 7.2 million Jews.

Why am I trying to explain? I should be standing over the toilet and yelling these words so they fall directly into it. Reasoning with demoniacs is like bargaining with stumps.

We are not the same. We are not the same. Conservatives are far from perfect, but we don’t have to go to special rooms to cuddle puppies when we lose elections. We do not have to be treated like mental patients every day of our lives so we will not go berserk.

I’m wasting my time. I have a chainsaw to tune.

The Provocation is Here

Well this is nice.

Donald Trump is back. We will see him assume office in two months, assuming the continuing leftist assassination attempts fail. He will not save America, but God will certainly use him to make things less unpleasant as our country’s spiral around the drain tightens up.

I was not going to watch the returns, but of course, I did. I made the mistake of watching a little bit, thinking I would turn it off and get to bed, but I found myself responding in a Pavlovian manner to gradual bits of reinforcement as they were wrenched from the lips of far-left news performers.

That’s my new word for them. “Performers.”

Trump did well early on, and in some states, returns came in pretty quickly, so I wrongly assumed we would be done by maybe 10 p.m. I nearly went to bed at one point, but those little rewards kept pulling me back.

At around 1 a.m., it was pretty obvious Harris had lost. Sadly, the performers refused to admit it. They held onto every state as long as they could without risking being committed to mental asylums.

Citizen Free Press directed readers to a site called DecisiondeskHQ, which belongs to the outfit that was first to call Biden the winner in 2020. It’s a reputable company that works with other big media corporations. DecisiondeskHQ called North Carolina and Georgia much earler that some companies. It’s 11 a.m., and I’m not sure MSNBC has called them yet.

The Associated Press had a nice live map on Youtube, but when things went sour for the bolsheviks and perverts, AP dragged things out. I think they were at 248 Trump electoral votes when I turned off the PC at about 3:30 a.m.

MSDNC was possibly the funniest outlet. They had a skinny, bespectacled guy in a white shirt, working with one of those big touch screens, pulling up graphics of states and telling us what might or might not happen. They had him still at it after Trump’s victory speech. I am not kidding. This gave my wife and me a good laugh.

MSDNC called the election after 5 a.m., and performer Jen Psaki made the announcement, essentially calling Trump and everyone who voted for him a Nazi.

After Trump broke 260 (in the eyes of sane people), my wife and I developed a running joke. We would say things like, “She may still pull it off! It’s still too early to tell!”

Here is what I told her. For months, performers have been telling us Trump would announce victory whether or not he had won. We were instructed to expect a premature speech. I told my wife they were delaying their victory announcements just so they could say Trump was jumping the gun, and sure enough, that’s what they said.

One performer, Jake Tapper, said that as far as he knew, no major news organization had called the race for Trump, and someone on his show had to correct him on the air, letting him know a little startup called Fox News had done so.

Tapper has one of the top jobs in the MSM, and he had no idea what the competition was up to on an extremely important night featuring time-sensitive news. What can you say about that?

We’re talking about Fox News, the company that has been utterly thrashing CNN in the ratings for decades. Hasn’t someone in the chain of command told CNN’s performers to make an effort to keep track on Fox and make an effort to compete?

Getting the truth out of MSM performers was like getting a dog to acknowledge eating a steak you left on the counter. “Jaaaaaaake…did you eat mommy’s filet mignon?”

“Did Trump win Georgia 4 hours ago? Did he? Bad Jake. Baaaad.”

There are still companies claiming Trump is at 260 votes.

Harris did not disappoint, and by that, I mean she lived up to expectations by disappointing everyone. A bunch of black kids at Howard University stood outside for hours waiting for her to come out and tell them reparations were on the way, and instead, she sent an underling to tell them to go home, because she was not going to speak.

That was nice. That made them feel appreciated. But they say Harris has a gift for doing this kind of thing. Maybe not as much of a queen bee as Hillary, but not gracious to the unimportant people.

She still has not conceded.

That’s amazing, because it’s pretty obvious even the performers want her to go away. They know the election ended last night, and even though a contested election is a juicy story, they are human beings, and they must surely want to see this thing end. When MSDNC calls an election for a Republican, it should be a clue that the Democrat lacks support for a long, drawn-out Gore fit.

Trump has done classless things in office, too. He skipped the Biden inauguration. But that doesn’t excuse Harris, the champion of the party of love and maturity.

Back in 2016, an anonymous insider said that after she lost, a boozy and belligerent Hillary Clinton had to be physically restrained, and that was why John Podesta took the Harris route, appearing before the losing crowd and telling them there would be no concession that night. It sort of looks like Harris (who slurs her words a lot) is also taking the news poorly.

The report about Hillary came from a radio host named Kincannon, and he boldly said it was related to him by a CNN reporter. He said Hillary had been given a sedative after attacking Podesta. Snopes calls the report “unproven,” which means they can’t debunk it.

Bob Woodward has filled bestsellers with things that are unproven and unprovable, and he wins prizes. Lots of news items are unproven, so I wouldn’t get too hung up on that. “Unproven” does not mean “baseless,” except probably in most Bob Woodward books. Every time you see “anonymous source” in a story, you’re reading things that are unproven and which will probably never be proven.

I saw a media outlet say Harris would speak today. I certainly hope she isn’t going to come out and deny the election’s validity. That would be a pitiable spectacle.

I must admit that her refusal to concede gives me some satisfaction. Maybe that’s immature of me.

So…when do the riots start?

I assume we will see action on Friday night. Parties are for weekends. Social Justice Warriors who have jobs will need to get time off from Chipotle. Some may need a day or two to hit Urban Outfitters for black pants and shirts.

Surely there must be some leftist violence, because we are talking about people who have been convinced we elected Hitler Junior. Respected MSM performers have been telling them this for years. If, in 2020, I thought Joe Biden were Hitler Junior, and I lived near DC, I might have felt pressured to join a group of guerrillas myself.

I’m not interested in militia membership, but hey, Hitler was pretty bad.

My wife has not been taken away, as Whoopi Goldberg predicted. She said Trump would take black women away from white husbands and put them in camps. I guess that will happen after the inauguration. My wife patted my leg and congratulated me today. “They are bringing you a white wife.” Once again, I said I would visit her in the camp.

I don’t know if I’d actually do it, but it made her feel loved.

We were both ecstatic when we realized Trump had won. The alternative would have been very bad for the world. Now we get more conservative judges, including a Supreme Court justice to replace Clarence Thomas. He’s the oldest justice, and he’s fat. With a Republican Senate, we ought to be able to pump the federal judiciary up pretty quickly.

I can’t wait for the deportations to start. I realize people will suffer, but that’s on them, and they got to stay here quite a while illegally, so they have nothing to complain about. I don’t know if Trump will be able to do it, because their presence is due to a curse, but maybe he can remove enough of them to diminish their political power.

It was nice to watch election returns without feeling stressed. That was divine help. I could not rid myself of the anxiety on my own. If Harris had won, I would have been okay. I wouldn’t have gone on Tiktok to film a video of myself crying.

Unfortunately, leftists reject God even more than conservatives do, so they are stressed and enraged. More than usual. I joke, but this is the stress and rage that will result in countless killings, beatings, deprivations of property, and imprisonments in years to come. Eventually, Satan’s children will take over.

I think Joe Biden is happy today. I really believe he wanted Kamala to lose. He brags about being vindictive. It’s nice to see Obama’s political power kneecapped for another 4 years.

I plan to make the most of the Trump years. If we get some J.D. Vance years, I will enjoy them fully as well. Thank you, God, for hindering your children’s enemies.

Storm? Where?

It’s election night 2024, and the votes are coming in. In the past, I was very tense on election nights. Tonight I just feel stuck.

I have been through lots of hurricanes, and one thing I’ve noticed is that during the few days before a storm hits, the sky seems grey, everything seems still, and there is a sense that nothing is happening in the world, as though we were all waiting quietly for a big, unpleasant event. Today has felt this way.

I didn’t feel like doing anything. I should have done some work on the tractor. Instead, I sat around watching Youtube and eating leftover takeout food.

I am waiting for whatever is going to happen, to happen. And be over.

If Harris wins, I will not be distraught. Maybe it’s because I already know the world is lost. A Harris victory would be more about the scheduling than the trajectory. Things will be moved up 4 years.

It’s astonishing to me that half of America could want to vote for such a stupid, transparently dishonest, empty, incompetent woman, or for her disgusting polcies, but I have to admit: this is who we are. Our national character has deteriorated, so presidents like Biden and Harris are starting to be what we should expect. A Dwight Eisenhower or a Ronald Reagan would be too good for us.

Many of us are voting for the woman who filled the country with illegal aliens. That, alone, is proof we are on the verge of becoming incompetent to govern ourselves. Who’s next? Kim Kardashian? Charlie Sheen? Rupaul?

If Trump wins, great, but we have to take notice of the fact that a country that will give half its votes to Kamala Harris is washed up.

Incidentally, I have the Fox News Youtube channel on, and it’s really funny to see a presidential candidate represented by a little photo almost identical to his mugshot.

Speaking of distractions, I just noticed that AP has Virginia leaning red. That’s really something. If Trump gets AP, Kamala will be working at McDonald’s again in January.

Remaining calm after a Harris victory would be proof of the Holy Spirit’s intervention in me. I could not do it alone.

Back when Trump was elected, I said I felt God was giving us 4 years of delay so we could get ready for the apocalypse. Then Biden came along and pushed us closer to the abyss. Maybe we’re getting another 4 years.

We have to learn that God, not the government, is our provider and protector. The Bible says God is our refuge and our strong fortress, over and over. It says the righteous run into him and are safe. I feel as though God has made this knowledge part of me, and that’s why I’m not anxious. I would hate to see Kamala Harris win, but I have learned that as long as I pray in the Spirit and spend enough time with God, everything will be fine regardless of what happens around me.

This is how you get favor.

Psalm 91 explains how favor affects you in bad times. A thousand will fall at your side and ten thousand at your right hand, but it will not come near you. You will only witness the reward of the wicked–the people who aren’t part of God’s family–with your eyes.

Most Christians don’t know these things. They haven’t spent time praying in the Spirit, and they have not received revelation. It’s not enough to know things are true because you read the in the Bible. You have to have God enter into you and make them part of you.

I’m very glad God has gotten me to this point. I don’t know anyone else who has made it this far, except maybe my wife.

Anyway, I will see if I can get the wife to sit down to pray, and I guess I’ll turn off the news and get ready for bed.

We’re all Going to Camp

My wife and I were watching election-related videos, and it served to remind me of something. We have to stop saying the world is going crazy. The world is now completely insane, and it has been for a while.

I believe a demon explosion is taking place. Like the hostile illegal aliens pouring in across our borders, with our inexplicable consent, demons are being poured out on the earth, and they are making people insane.

The other day I got a revelation. Like many revelations, it was something I already knew, but God has a way of making knowledge you already have completely real to you. Without God’s help, knowledge can feel like speculation.

The knowledge was this: just as God’s Spirit is the only source of truth and reason, other spirits pour insanity into people. They make them believe things that are obviously untrue.

There is always symmetry in the supernatural.

I saw some leftist nut with a big Tiktok following, telling people how to prepare for a possible Trump victory. To say he is crazy doesn’t begin to describe him. Check out his tips.

1. If you’re trans, keep it to yourself so Trump supporters don’t harm you physically. As a conservate sharing the video noted, if you’re under the trans delusion, people already know. You can’t really keep it to yourself. And of course, Trump supporters are not going to beat you. Harris supporters beat Trump supporters all the time, but it’s unusual for the reverse to happen.

2. If you know an immigrant, tell people that person has been in the US all his life. So apparently, Trumpers are planning to deport my wife, who has a green card. Her, and Arnold Schwarzenegger (please please). But it may be that he was deliberately conflating “immigrant” with “illegal alien,” as leftists do, as though these types of people were in any way fungible.

3. Refusing to talk about politics will hurt, but you have to do it, because it will help you survive. Actually, this one isn’t all bad. Imagine a world where leftists didn’t talk about politics. But no mainstream Trump supporter is planning to kill leftists.

4. Donald Trump has said, on camera, that he wants to establish a fascist government. What? Maybe this guy has been using mushrooms for therapeutic purposes, and he actually saw this while tripping.

5. You should get firearms training and carry a gun. This isn’t totally delusional, because it’s good advice for most people (sane only), but Trumpers are not going to be forming Einsatzgruppen and rounding up liberals and killing them. While the advice itself is not completely insane, the reason for giving it is, and it’s unbelievably hypocritical, coming from the side that hates the Second Amendment.

6. Delete your social media accounts. This is really a restatement of number 3. Trumpers will search the Internet for your anti-Trump memes, and then you and your family go up against the wall. Oddly, this is exactly what leftists have been doing to Trumpers since January 6, 2021, except they haven’t formed firing squads, because the government still won’t let them.

He says deleting your social media accounts may make the difference between walking free and being put in a camp. Again, I am all for leftists refraining from expressing their political and social beliefs, but there are no plans to build camps, unless Portland counts. Although Australia’s leftist government did build camps and confine people who didn’t take dangerous and completely unnecessary covid shots.

Whoopi Goldberg now says that if you’re a white man married to a black woman, Trump will take your wife away and bring you a white one. Then your black wife will go to a camp. I told my wife not to worry, because I would visit her. Provided the camp was nearby. She does not seem concerned.

Let’s take a trip back in time. Ted Danson the woke actor had a black lover, and with her approval, he appeared in blackface at a roast. She wrote some of the jokes he told. At first she defended him, but two weeks later, she cut him loose. The lover’s name is Whoopi Goldberg. So Whoopi has taken a black woman away from a white man, but as of today, Trump has not.

Oprah Winfrey just said that if Kamala loses, this may be the last chance her supporters get to vote in an election.

Too crazy to believe. She’s not all that smart, but can she really believe this? Oh. Forgot. Demons.

Isn’t the Democratic Party the party that denied its members the right to vote in primaries, appointing Kamala Harris before the primaries were over?

You could spend hours listing more examples. These people are literally insane, as are a smaller fraction of people putatively on the right. The people who think there are tiny robots in vaccines. The people who think the world is flat. The membership of the Lincoln Project.

It’s very important to realize the world is insane. You need to stop denying it. Demons are being dumped on the earth like illegals in red states in the middle of the night from government-sponsored jets. If the Holy Spirit isn’t keeping you sane, demons are making you crazy, and there are more of them than ever.

We argue with these people all the time. It makes no sense. It’s like arguing with a person on PCP. They’re listening to their demons. They like lies much more than the truth. This, not sin, is what puts people in hell. Heaven is full of sinners who listened. Sin is not fatal to your relationship with God. Rejecting the truth is.

Yeshua told us he was the truth. That’s not a little claim to skate past without consideration, on the way to Bible passages that seem more significant. It’s an important statement. He also said Satan was a liar and the father of lies. Satan’s children prove him right every day on the web and television.

Satan loves to project, so when you hear leftists make their nutty predictions about conservatives, you should realize you’re hearing Satan lay out his game plan. A big fraction of these people are literally ready to murder us on the street, take away everything we have, put us in camps, and so on. They are just waiting for permission. Sooner or later, even if Trump wins, they will gain control, and then their sick fantasies will be played out in the real world, with us as the victims.

People think such things could never happen in America, because America is too wonderful and too strong to let these things come to pass.

America permitted slavery for 91 years, and a big part of the country loved slavery so much, they fought a war over it and lost hundreds of thousands of people. Who can seriously say atrocity can’t go mainstream? It’s idiocy to even consider it.

I just saw a story about an old, educated white man who beat a man in a grocery store for wearing a MAGA hat. He knocked his teeth out. The victim was severely injured.

There was no provocation other than the hat. The leftist assailant is going to prison, and surely he knew that would happen as he was beating his victim. Insanity. If a law-abiding, educated man in late middle age can do that in front of witnesses, what do you think Democrats from less-civilized demographics can do?

Snap out of it. We’re at the end, not the beginning.

I pity conservatives and Christians who live in cities. I really pity the ones who think they’re doing good, setting an example and saving souls. Yeshua didn’t settle down among his enemies. John the Baptist fled to the desert, and when he went to the city where he was born, a little slut had his head sliced off.

If Yeshua and John could not save one city, who do you think you are, trying to outdo them? You’re endangering yourself and others for no good reason.

I hope this is useful to people who have gotten used to the insanity. Don’t let yourself stay used to it. Fight the gaslighting. Don’t judge the world by new standards. Judge it by eternal standards. What would your grandparents have thought of this place?

As for the election, I am not anxious. That must be God at work. Generally, I feel bad on election days, knowing America is likely in the process of electing people who will destroy it. I have been asking God to help his children to relax and realize only God keeps them safe and prosperous.

I started thinking of examples of people who lived well under Biblical tyrants. I only came up with three: Joseph, Esther, and Mordecai. I thought about including Nehemiah and Daniel, but their rulers cut their testicles out, so I can’t really count them. Anyway, it is possible to live well under bad rulers if God is with you. It’s all up to him.

Now that I think about it, Mordecai may have been a eunuch, too. He had the king’s ear, and he was a foreigner. We don’t see any evidence he had a family, and the Jews believed they were commanded to reproduce. Mordecai warned Esther that if she didn’t help the Jews, she and her father’s house would be destroyed, and he did not mention his own house.

Well. Joseph and Esther, then.

Anyway, I am not worried about my house. Earlier today, I realized I was not thinking about the election, and it was a big relief. I hope it continues. I don’t want to have my day and week ruined by an announcement I don’t like. I want to be confident my family will be fine, regardless of who is in the White House.

I’m afraid for the world, however. I think if things look good for Trump, we may see a burst of demonic unrest that starts today, much bigger than the problems we saw in 2020. Satan is extremely angry because Trump got in his way. He was furious when Hillary lost. Now it looks like it may be happening again, and Satan is not known for his patience.

It Takes a Village to Kill Your Pets

I find squirrels annoying. I live in a place with an abnormal concentration of oaks, and it’s not unusual for me to look outside and see 6 squirrels running around. Old people come here to retire, and they congregate in large numbers. Squirrels are concentrated in much the same way.

I shoot squirrels. I used to eat them, but then I started shooting them and leaving them for the birds, just to get rid of them. They damage things.

They ate the fuel gauge on my yard tractor. They chewed on my extremely expensive electric gate. They chewed on planters. One got into my chimney, and I had to shoot it in the fireplace. I have a productive peach tree, and squirrels cut the peaches off and leave them on the ground, sometimes without even taking a bite.

I quit shooting squirrels for a long time. I quit after an encounter with a mother squirrel. I was welding something up in the shop, and the shop door was open. She kept walking by, carrying things in her mouth. Ordinarily, squirrels won’t come near people, but this one trusted me. She kept carrying twigs into a nearby crape myrtle. She was building a nest.

This was a problem, obviously. She was going to produce new squirrels right next to my house. But I felt bad about shooting her, so I let it go.

I just paid $6000 to have mechanics undo the damage her offspring and their pals did to my truck. They ate the wiring harness, for one thing. You would not believe what a wiring harness for an old Dodge costs. They don’t make them. They ate the box containing the most expensive electronics. Dodge doesn’t make those, either.

I’m going back to killing squirrels. Nothing else I can do.

I tell the story to show I’m not a weepy squirrel-lover. But I was still incensed to read that government employees had held a man at gunpoint, confiscated a squirrel he rescued as a baby, and killed it. Of course, I’m talking about Pnut the Instagram squirrel.

The headlines say “euthanized.” That’s very pretty, but here’s what really happened: they held this terrified, squirming squirrel down–an animal that had grown to love and trust a human being–and they shoved a needle into him while he tried to get loose. Then they held him in place while he died.

The excuse? Rabies. When they abducted this pet, he bit one of the kidnappers. Understandably. So rather than have the assailant take a series of harmless rabies shots, to protect himself from an animal that had been living symptom-free for 7 years in close contact with two human beings who handled him daily, they killed a beloved pet who was also an Instagram star, loved by millions of people.

In America, animals are property. You can’t use deadly force to prevent someone from killing an animal. It may be your autistic daughter’s service dog. It may be a pet that has shared your bed for 12 years. Doesn’t matter. If a methhead decides to strangle your pet in front of you, and you’re not strong enough to save him, you can’t use a deadly weapon to save him.

Having read the Pnut story, I am inclined to think the law is wrong. I now think you should be allowed to shoot anyone who tries to kill a pet. You can shoot people to prevent rape and kidnapping. In terms of the suffering caused, harming pets is right up there with these crimes. It’s not right to expect people to stand by and witness the killing of a pet when they have the means to stop it.

Unfortunately, a change in the law would not have helped Pnut’s owner, because Pnut was killed by government employees doing their jobs.

Is it acceptable for a Christian to say it’s okay to take a human life to save the life of a pet? Yes.

David was a murderer. He had sex with a loyal subject’s wife, while the subject, Uriah, was fighting in a war to benefit David. The wife, Bathsheba, became pregnant, and in order to hide his sin, David had Uriah killed.

Nathan went to David and told him a story. He said there was a poor man who had a sheep he had raised. It was his only sheep, and he had made it a pet. It shared his bed. He loved it. A rich neighbor who had many sheep took it and butchered it to feed a guest. David was enraged. He said the rich man had to die, and he fully meant it. He had the power to execute. When he said the man had to die, he was pronouncing a sentence with the full authority of the state.

Nathan, a prophet who spoke for God, did not disagree with him.

The story about the sheep, which appears to have been untrue, was intended to show David the evil of his own conduct.

The older I get, the more I think we have gone backward by repealing the death penalty for offenses other than homicide. Under the old English common law, nearly all felonies were capital offenses.

Under Ron DeSantis, raping children is now a capital offense in Florida. The Supreme Court may disagree if a case is appealed, but I agree with the law. There are many types of harm that are more damaging than death.

I wish the people who took Pnut and killed him could be banned from employment and public assistance. They should have to beg in front of malls.

They also killed Fred, a raccoon who lived in the house. I understand why Fred had to be taken away, and an argument can be made for killing him. Animals have to be killed in order to be checked for rabies. Raccoons can have rabies without showing symptoms. Squirrels can, too, but there was no evidence Fred had bitten Pnut.

If they absolutely had to kill Fred, so be it, but it seems to me they could have tested him before killing Pnut. If Fred was clean, the odds of Pnut being infected were infinitesimal.

Personally, given the circumstances, had I been the bitten employee, I would have been happy to let Pnut live, take 4 shots for rabies, and face the vanishingly small risk of contracting the disease.

The real question is why things were done the way they were.

Pnut’s owner, Mark Longo, was in the process of getting a permit to keep Pnut as an educational animal. Having been rescued as a tiny orphan on a Manhattan street, Pnut was hopeless as a wild squirrel, so his only chance at survival was to remain a pet. If the paperwork had been allowed to process, Pnut would have been fine. Maybe Fred had to go, but that should have been a separate issue.

Ordinarily, I don’t get upset by shocking stories of cruelty in faraway places, but I was very disturbed by Pnut’s story. I still don’t like reading about it. Longo was extremely attached to him. Pnut was very affectionate to him. He climbed around on Longo and let him kiss him. He wasn’t doing anyone any harm. He brightened people’s days and reminded them of the power and importance of love.

Longo says he was imprisoned in his bathroom for about 5 hours while armed cops and other ethically-challenged stooges searched his house. Over a squirrel and a raccoon he had tried to help. He didn’t have a filthy house full of hoarded animals. He wasn’t making meth. He wasn’t trafficking kids or building bombs. He fed a squirrel and a coon.

I lost a pet three years ago, and it was very traumatic. I had had him for 30 years, and the infection he caught should have been easy to cure. I mismanaged his treatment, and I took him to a vet who turned out to be a quack. The guilt was crushing. I still hate thinking about it. Now Longo blames himself for failing Pnut. I know how that feels. He should not have had to experience this.

Of course, people will say the cops and other government employees were only following orders. The Einsatzgruppen defense. Nobody wants a mean letter in their employment file.

Sometimes when your boss tells you to do something, you’re supposed to refuse and risk discipline. It’s better than disgracing yourself with cowardice at incalculable, irremediable expense to the innocent.

Conservatives are taking up Pnut’s cause. That’s understandable. We’re not the ones who love sending government agents into people’s houses over trivial things. We’re not the ones who took a boy out of his parent’s home and put him in foster care with a pervert because the parents refused to pretend he was a girl. You can find that story if you Google. We’re not the ones who try to block adoptions, condemning desperate children to lives of rejection, because prospective parents exercise their civil rights and own firearms.

Kamala Harris says she wants to send agents into the homes of people who have not committed crimes–that means you and me–to check and see how we store our guns. While they’re committing this egregious, Satanic violation of our civil rights, who knows what else they’ll see that they can use to abuse us? Bibles, maybe. Trump paraphernalia. Gas stoves.

I wish the people who did this could be jailed. All of them. The cops. The animal control people. Every last one of them. They should have to sit in cells and think about the pain they caused for no good reason.

Disturbing Dispatch from Kamalia

Aging actor Dave Bautista has made a career of putting on clingy briefs and performing a fake, somewhat homoerotic wrestling act with other big guys who were not athletic enough to be make it in actual sports. You know what wrestling is like. They put their faces between each other’s legs. They hug each other tight and lie on top of each other. They have to shower each other’s fluids off their bodies.

In order to do this, Bautista took illegal drugs for years. Either that, or he just magically went from a normal weight of maybe 200 pounds to over 300, just by eating lots of chicken and lifting weights. No one else in the history of the world has been able to do this, as photos of pre-steroid professional bodybuilders show, but maybe Dave is the first.

No, he took drugs.

Call it my opinion. Sure.

Anyone involved with natural bodybuilding will tell you you’re not going to put on more than 25 pounds of natural muscle in a year, and you’re not going from 200 to 300 without drugs. A 200-pound man with an exceptional physique will have about 90 pounds of muscle, and he would have to more than double that to hit 300. It does not happen naturally.

He says he is now down to 240. He has really shriveled. I would guess he’s closer to 210, but wrestlers always lie about their size, as he did when he was in the ring. He has a great physique for a man in late middle age who doesn’t take drugs, but he’s not impressive. He’s in the same league as a typical high school basketball player who has been lifting weights for three months.

He gave interviews talking about his struggle to lose weight. That amazes me.

“No matter how tired I am today, I am NOT going to go shoot up with performance-enhancing drugs.”

He appeared in interviews and tried to convince interviewers he had just been fat. Please. Fat with a six-pack and a chest 15″ bigger than his waist.

I don’t think anyone ever looked at Bautista’s enormous steroid muscles and bulging veins and thought, “Man, what a tub.”

Here’s why he quit using drugs: he had to. You can’t keep taking high doses of gym drugs into your sixties and expect to live long. When was the last time you saw Arnold Schwarzenegger with his shirt off? There is a reason. Look up the things prolonged drug use does to bodybuilders.

Now Bautista has made a campaign ad. It was styled as a comedy sketch, but it’s clearly an ad. Leftist men are generally less masculine than conservative men, and it’s something leftist women complain about a lot. It’s not something that can be disputed.

Until pretty recently, I thought that, while effeminate men are definitely more likely to be leftists, the “soy boy” thing was exaggerated. But the more I see, the more I think it’s not that far from the truth.

When you look at Antifa assault videos, it’s hard not to notice all the long, spindly limbs and 34″ chests. There are a lot of them.

Kamala Harris is unpopular with men, and that even extends to black men, whom you would expect to give her blind support. So Bautista made an ad in which he does weird exercises, including hitting a tire with a hammer, while using the popular term for women’s private parts to describe Donald Trump. The idea appears to be that a guy who used to get overly intimate with other men for money, while wearing briefs and flexing drug muscles, is more manly than Donald Trump.

Just to compare:

1. Bautista pretended to fight other men in fake, choreographed matches with predetermined outcomes while using drugs because his natural muscles were too small to get him the job, and claiming to be at least two inches taller than he really was, and

2. Donald Trump got shot in the ear with an AR-15, and when the Secret Service tried to remove him from the stage, and he had blood running down his face, and there was no way to know whether more shots were coming, he refused to leave, forced his face out into the open, pumped his fist, and yelled, “FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT!”

Meanwhile, a man near Trump had his brains blown all over his family by another round, and three other men were shot and survived.

Which one proved he was a real man?

Here are a couple of photos so you can decide which person you think is more of a man:

There’s Trump, shot, bloody, and insisting on exposing himself to more fire so he can encourage and comfort his base. And there is Bautista, crossdressing in a pantsuit, a low-cut top, and pearls. Without his steroid muscles. He will probably continue to shrink. Drug muscles don’t vanish entirely overnight.

A cruel Internet commenter said, “He looks like if Jeff goldblum and RuPaul had a 60-year-old baby.” Another said he looked like a gay realtor.

Bautista made the video with the help of Jimmy Kimmel, one of worst TDS sufferers on television. Kimmel has decided to be the voice of outraged decency, which is pretty strange, given his history as second banana on The Man Show, which featured a segment called “Girls on Trampolines” and skits in which Kimmel appeared in blackface as basketball player Karl Malone.

In the trampoline segments, women wearing things like bathing suits and just plain underwear jumped high in the air and spread their legs at the cameras.

The Malone skits mocked Malone as an ignorant black ghetto figure with a subnormal IQ. Not that there could have been any racist intent.

Here is Kimmel doing the kind of thing the liberal press has been helping him to bury for the last 21 years:

That’s about 50 times worse than the act that got Al Franken kicked out of the Senate. I think Franken should have gotten off with an apology, but what Kimmel did may amount to a sex offense.

What would you do if you caught him doing that to your mother?

Where is the outraged decency? Where are the tears and remorse? Aren’t liberal celebrities supposed to vanish into rehab after doing things like this? Shouldn’t he have come back and said, “This is not who I am”?

He drank a lot of beer on the show, so maybe he doesn’t remember doing this. Surely the explanation isn’t hypocrisy.

Kamala herself made an ad that featured the kind of men leftists think are masculine. She wants to prove real men support her.

I’m sure you’ve seen it. A morbidly obese guy feeding chickens and saying he eats carburetors. A scrawny old homeless-looking person with his sleeves torn off, standing near someone else’s motorcycle and tool cart for XY cred. A man who is pretty clearly gay but seated on the tailgate of a pickup truck, proving he loves the ladies.

Actually, the carburetor guy also seems gay. He has a strong lisp, which is something you don’t see a lot in straights.

Two of the guys say they drink single-barrel bourbon, neat. I don’t get that at all. There are probably 500,000 homosexual men in America who lisp and prance, can’t throw a ball or lift a suitcase, and drink over a fifth of hard liquor a day. When I was a kid, the old Irish lady who lived next door to me used to turn up tumblers of pure vodka and empty them.

She could throw a ball, though. Even when drunk.

Why would Democrats equate manliness with drinking hard liquor? Are they in the eighth grade or what? They remind me of my friends and me, in high school, counting the beers we drank between classes. We were not manly. We were little idiots.

Maybe Kamala is manly. She slurs her words all the time. My personal opinion is that they’re covering up a serious drinking problem. If not, maybe she has a neurological disease.

The stuff about motorcycles and carburetors seems like the sort of thing Democrats usually call sexist. Can’t women fix carburetors and motorcycles?

Today my wife and I saw two huge lesbians on Harleys, blasting up Highway 475 in matching T-shirts. Really loud pipes. I guess they’re manly enough to vote for Kamala.

I notice the Kamalians didn’t bring guns into the mix. Some shrill lady on the diverse writing team with no straight white males must have vetoed that.

Anyway, Bautista is nuts, and I suspect he it will not be long before he outs himself. He has married twice and had kids, but you can’t wear an outfit like that unless something is amiss. Or someone is a miss.

Burning Stuff Shouldn’t be This Hard

I got up today with the intention of getting myself a burn permit. I must have 20 tons of tree parts already in piles.

Figured I was prepared. I had my customer number for the forestry people. I knew I had to call before noon. The weather was okay.

Called with plenty of time left. I thought. They told me I had to call by 10 a.m.

Now what do I do with the day?

It seems like they used to give permits more easily. I used to call in the morning and sail right through. Then they said I had to call by noon. They said I had to take a class and get a special status in order to be able to burn under certain conditions. Now I have to call by 10 a.m.

I miss the days before I knew about permits. I went outside, set the pile on fire, and that was that. I never got caught, even when I accidentally set my pasture on fire.

It’s too bad downed oaks are worthless, because God has blessed me with thousands of oaks. They’re useless for lumber and furniture. They make fine firewood and smoker fuel, but the supply is so great, no one wants them.

The types of oak I have rot pretty fast outdoors, so even though they would make very strong posts and boards, they wouldn’t last. Indoors, furniture made from them wouldn’t look very good, and they’re so hard, they’re tough on tools.

I also have a fair number of sweet gums. It’s a second-tier furniture wood, and Asians like to make chopsticks from it. No one wants it, though. It’s supposed to be terrible for smoking. Some people claim it’s toxic.

My latest chainsaw is on the way. I thought I might get out and cut some more wood this weekend, but the saw won’t be here until Monday, and if I use my old saw now, I won’t get to use the new one for much. Also, the burn piles are immense, so I would like to stop adding to them until at least one is clear.

I guess this will be a good day to remove the remaining bits of trash that could obstruct the mower. Then I can replace the mower’s exhaust pipe. Tomorrow, I could mow. My yard looks like a jungle.

I’m looking forward to having the election over with. Biden is basically a retiree, the country is on autopilot, Harris and Walz keep making fools of themselves, and it’s starting to look like Trump will win. If he does, I expect a lot of violence from leftists, who are much more hateful and immature than conservatives. I would like to see that behind us.

Today I saw Kamala say something truthful. That makes it a special day for me.

Christians showed up at a Harris rally. They were protesting the murder of the unborn. Harris was speaking, and a man shouted, “JESUS IS LORD!”, which is true. And Jesus hates abortion.

Harris was talking about walking Trump’s progress backward and making it easier to turn women’s uteruses into murder scenes. The man shouted during a pause, when the room was quiet. He could be heard clearly.

Harris said, “Oh, you guys are at the wrong rally.” She said she thought they had meant to go to a Trump rally close by, which she described as “smaller.” Of course, Trump was in another state so he could go to the Al Smith dinner, which she skipped, perhaps out of the same cowardice that keeps her from doing interviews.

She grinned. She thought her remark was funny.

She was correct about the protestors, though. A Harris rally is no place for Christians. The Democrats openly opposed God and Israel in a voice vote at their convention years ago, they elected Obama, who was very hard on Israel and promoted perversion, and they treat the unborn like unwanted warts.

No Christian has a good excuse to be a Democrat. They have excuses. Just not good ones.

If you vote for Kamala, you’re voting for perversion, the murder of unborn children, antisemitism, racism, rioting, shoplifting, and the persecution of Christians. Those are major issues. Fake Christians who refuse to vote for Trump complain about his personality and his sexual history. That’s ridiculous. Yeshua himself is not running for president. We don’t have an ideal candidate. We have to avoid the worst choice we have, and that choice is Harris.

It’s not just Harris. It’s the flood of demonized Harris appointees that will follow, including EVERY FEDERAL JUDGE. She will appoint judges that support the castration and skinning of confused minors going through phases. They will support abortion up to and possibly past the point of birth. They will persecute Christians. They will empower Muslim terrorists.

Both parties serve Satan to a large degree, but the problem is much, much worse on the Democrat side.

Even though I hope Trump is reelected, I still believe America is finished. Evangelism is pretty much dead here. The perverts have won; even Fox uses incorrect pronouns. Young people are awful, and they are the ones who will take our places. In the future, unless the rapture comes, the vast majority of Americans will be arrogant, cruel, Yeshua-hating, antisemitic, witchcraft-loving, feminized, dishonest, shallow, useless people.

Privacy is a thing of the past. With the advances in surveillance and artificial intelligence, free will is disappearing. Immigrants from horrible places are piling in and having huge families. Nearly all churches where the Holy Spirit is acknowledged are run by greedy, heartless pimps and whores who enslave people with the prosperity gospel. The other churches promote anal sex but not holiness.

It’s not going to get better.

Christians are going to be marginalized more and more. We will be impoverished and silenced. Attacks on Jews will be tolerated and encouraged.

We chose all this. The people who came before us chose Satan over Yeshua, they raised us in their stupidity and immaturity, we are worse than they were, and the nation has continued to deteriorate.

These days, I spend a lot of time resting in God’s presence. I don’t do it just because I want him to do good things for me. I do it because I want to take breaks from this stinking, corrupted world. It’s like cracking the door to heaven and sticking your nose in. I keep begging God to bring the rapture and tribulation and put an end to this culture.

I hope it happens quickly, because otherwise, my children have no future on their own planet. They’ll live in little Christian bubbles smaller than mine.

America was wonderful. We didn’t understand what we had. The lack of persecution was extraordinary, and it was combined with extreme wealth, power, and safety. Those things are disappearing. Living here will be like living in two-tier England, where Christianity is broadly hated and Christians are seen as troublemakers and parasites.

When America is gone, there will be no big, rich, Christian country to run to. Every single large nation will belong to Satan.

The world has two big continents: the Americas and Africa/Europe/Asia. Then there is Australia, which is lost. There is no fourth land mass we can run to in order to establish a Christian society.

The filth of the coming world is disturbing to think about. The whole world will be like the most degenerate cultures we now have.

Consider “Palestine.” They hack suspected Israel-sympathizers to death and leave their body parts on display in the marketplaces. They have children’s shows where they tell kids to murder Jews. The filthiest kinds of terrorists have called their parents during massacres to show off the blood on their hands, and the parents have been transported with joy and pride.

Think of Afghanistan, where the rape of boys is considered normal. It’s a country so savage, it’s not worth trying to save. They murder the people who try to help them, just like the Somalis.

Consider Nigeria, where Muslims are so dangerous, you need multiple armed escorts in order to get around. Think of North Korea, where intelligent, hard-working people drop dead on the streets and rot, starved and full of worms.

Then there’s Central America, where drug dealers skin people alive, and the people support them.

Left to themselves, human beings are almost as bad as demons, and the majority of us have decided to be left to ourselves. There is no limit to the depravity we can embrace.

The other day, I read about government employees in Maryland, removing a young man from his parents home, permanently, because they refused to support his “trans” delusion. The parents are Christians. I was so discouraged, I prayed for God to kill the government employees.

Thousands of times, I have prayed for God to reach vile, cruel people and correct them. When I read about this kid, and I thought about him being castrated and pumped full of drugs by people full of demons, I couldn’t find the patience to ask God to turn them around. Just kill them. They can’t be reached with persuasion. They will do too much harm if they are allowed to live, and what they are doing is an atrocity.

What will I do when the demonized run Florida, my son goes through a feminine phase, and clown-haired stooges with unlimited authority drag him off to have his penis sliced down the middle, hollowed out, and turned into a fake clitoris in a stinking, never-healing hole that grows fungus and bacteria? Shooting them won’t help. I’ll go to prison, and they’ll send more stooges. Suing won’t help. The judges will be on their side. If it happens, I’ll just sit and pray and wish God would take both of us.

I understand why Yeshua, the God who is love itself, is going to return and massacre people. The Bible says his robe will be wet with their blood. I get it. Enough is enough. It’s better than letting this mess deteriorate to the point where life is utterly pointless. Saving new souls is important, but the reality is that human beings have limited value. A person is worth more than many sparrows, but it’s better that people die and go to hell than to have them remain alive and torment the people God loves without significant resistance.

God has killed millions of people, so no Christian should be upset when someone says he will do it again. He told us he’s going to do it.

He created hell and the lake of fire. Satan didn’t do these things. He couldn’t, and besides, the lake of fire is his future home for eternity.

One of the main purposes of these places is to keep the irredeemable away from the rest of us. Heaven can’t be heaven if they aren’t confined and forgotten, and the Messianic Age can’t take place unless fallen angels and demons are removed.

Regarding the apocalypse, I don’t want to see people suffer. I just want evil people to be defeated and kept away from God’s children. I have very little energy left to deal with them. Unfortunately, death and hell are the only permanent solutions. We can’t get permanent relief unless a lot of people die and go to hell. They will not change.

There is a blessing in knowing and being close to a totally worthless, hateful, destructive person who brings misery to everyone around her and makes it impossible for them to relax and thrive. It teaches you that God was right to create hell and the lake of fire. It makes you realize people eventually have to have relief, regardless of what the worthless have to suffer.

Most Christians never learn this lesson. They learn that Yeshua wants us to pray for our enemies, but they don’t pay much attention to the scriptures about turning people over to Satan or refusing to eat with them.

Yeshua never chased anyone. Have you noticed that? He showed up and invited people. He showed them God’s goodness and power by supernatural means. That’s it. When they turned him down, he left without hesitation.

He left most of the Jewish people behind at about 33, knowing hell would swallow them by the millions. He knew Jerusalem would be sacked, the temple would be destroyed, and the people would be dispersed for 2,000 years.

He could have stayed until he was as old as Methuselah, begging and cajoling. The priests had no power to arrest him. He turned himself over to them and chose to be crucified.

Would he have let a worthless son live in his house for 50 years and abuse him? Would he have enabled a junkie or a gambler? Would he have sold his house to pay the son’s creditors or bookies? Of course not. God can’t be manipulated. This is the real meaning of, “Thou shalt not put the Lord thy God to the test.”

I curse the Harris campaign, literally, as often as I remember to do it, but a Trump victory would be like giving a terminal cancer patient Tylenol. Better than nothing, but no solution.

Incidentally, I learned something interesting about the diaspora. Solomon caused it.

Solomon was a failure and a disgrace. He was also a hypocrite. People talk about him as though he were nearly a god, and he wrote part of the Bible, but he was a curse to Israel.

God told Solomon that if he or his people turned away, the people would be driven out of the promised land. A lot of people think the Jews were driven out because the people turned on God, but according to scripture, Solomon’s rebellion, by itself, was sufficient to invoke the curse.

Look at this scripture from 1 Kings 9:

But if ye shall at all turn from following me, ye or your children, and will not keep my commandments and my statutes which I have set before you, but go and serve other gods, and worship them:

Then will I cut off Israel out of the land which I have given them; and this house, which I have hallowed for my name, will I cast out of my sight; and Israel shall be a proverb and a byword among all people:

And at this house, which is high, every one that passeth by it shall be astonished, and shall hiss; and they shall say, Why hath the Lord done thus unto this land, and to this house?

And they shall answer, Because they forsook the Lord their God, who brought forth their fathers out of the land of Egypt, and have taken hold upon other gods, and have worshipped them, and served them: therefore hath the Lord brought upon them all this evil.

That’s really interesting. I wonder why no one teaches it.

Solomon praised God before the people, but all the while, he was sacrificing to fallen angels who literally stink. It looks like he, singlehandedly, assured that the Jews would lose Israel.

Look at the people we elect. And somehow many of us think we will never lose America.

Is There Anything it Can’t do?

The last couple of days have been pretty good.

Milton came through, we spent a day without power, it came back on, and since then I’ve been cleaning up the yard.

My tractor has been out of commission for a long time due to a problem that prevented it from starting. I researched it for months. I asked for advice from all sorts of people who know tractors. I got conflicting information. Nothing worked.

I was going to send the tractor to the dealership, but then we had the Europe trip, and we had three storms go by. And we both got covid.

A day or two back, I found I could get the tractor to start with some effort. It’s a pain, but it will run. Since then I’ve been moving trees and limbs.

Last year, I finally learned how to make chainsaws run reliably. I may be the only person on Earth who knows how. I spent years listening to bad advice from people who were supposed to know the truth, and it did not help much.

I have a bunch of gas saws, and I have run three in the last couple of days. All started and ran, on treated no-ethanol gas 5 months old. I have this thing licked.

My lead saw was an Echo CS-590, which is a homeowner-grade saw you can get at Home Depot. I paid $400, which is maybe half what a pro saw would have cost. I kept screwing it up because I got so much bad information. Last year, I invested in a Husqvarna 562XP, which is a real pro saw. It has electronics in it that supposedly reduce or eliminate carb adjustments.

I got good information on maintaining saws at about the same time I got the Husqvarna. I modified the Echo to make it run like a pro saw. It’s a monster now. But I’m glad I got the Husqvarna, because anyone who has a farm needs two big saws. One could need repairs. Also, the Husqvarna has a 25″ bar, which is 5″ longer than the Echo’s bar. On this property, you need a 25″ bar, but there are times when 20″ is more convenient, so now I’m all set.

I wonder how many other people in this entire county know how to maintain and use saws correctly. I would guess nearly all are arborists. I took the Echo to an authorized repair guy who didn’t know.

Milton dropped a large oak across my driveway. I would say this tree was around 20″ thick at chest height, and it may have been 80 feet tall. As noted in an earlier post, my neighbor showed up after the storm, cut the tree in two places, and moved it out of the driveway with a forestry grapple. That still left me with two big collections of debris to disentangle, cut to sizes a tractor could carry, and move. A tree service would probably have charged over $1500.

I took a little homeowner-grade Jonsered/Husqvarna with a 16″ bar and did a lot of cutting. I moved a lot of distracting junk to my pasture. Today I used the Husqvarna to cut the tree’s trunk in sections. I also cut up a 16″-thick oak Hurricane Helene left caught in some other trees.

When I went back in the house, bleeding and covered with grease and sawdust, I told my wife it was a good thing she hadn’t married a Democrat. She said, “Don’t even say that.”

I didn’t mean a Teamster or an ironworker. I meant the kind of Democrat whose pores weep estrogen. Like the pansy in the old pajamas-and-cocoa Obamacare ad. Like the skinny-jeans-wearing waifs who get pummeled when disrupting other people’s rallies.

Compared to men from the World War Two generation, I’m practically a girl, but I can fabricate, machine, shoot, run a tractor, buck trees, make ammunition, shoot sub-MOA, smoke ribs, make beer, and do lots of car, mower, and tractor repairs.

I’m very good at interior painting. I don’t mind killing annoying animals. I have stomped on mice instead of taking them to therapy and trying to rehome them. I’ve shot a bunch of squirrels from inside my home. I know how to fish for everything from snapper to marlin. I can run a yacht or open fisherman 200 miles to Eleuthera with no help, and I’ve done both. I can keep a marine diesel running. I have a basic knowledge of electronics, and I have built a bunch of electronic devices.

I can also practice law.

If my wife had married a boy-band-looking liberal, they would be equally helpless. She would be able to do all the woman stuff, but he wouldn’t be able to do man stuff or woman stuff. Hot yoga and sitting in a cubicle. That would be all he could do.

I had to make a 50-amp San Francisco adaptor for my generator on Thursday. A San Francisco adaptor is male-to-male. I went to Lowe’s and asked for 6/3 cord. The Lowe’s guy and I started having a conversation. Maybe they didn’t have 6/3. Would 8/3 be okay? Well, I wasn’t sure my generator could break 30 amps, so 8/3 was fine. I didn’t have to ask him what kind of cord a generator uses. I didn’t have to ask what 8/3 was.

He didn’t explain anything to me. He seemed to know there was no reason to. Men in this area can do things, except for some of the snowbirds.

Came home, took apart two cords I had made for 220-volt tools, put the plugs on the 8/3 cord, and we were in business.

Two new plugs are on the way from Amazon.

I am sure leftists will eventually start swarming homes all over America, killing and looting. They’ve done that in every revolution. But should we all be scared of them?

In percentage terms, there aren’t many tough leftists. There are a lot of leftists who can throw bottles of pee at the police, and many of them can rob and kill unarmed people with stolen plastic 9mm pistols, but how many can deal with a conservative who can shoot and has multiple weapons, modified to suit his needs, for various uses?

Even gang members don’t train, and they are generally stupid.

Kyle Rittenhouse was a chubby, out-of-shape high school kid with a cheap AR-15, and he obliterated three leftists as they and a big crowd tried to lynch him. He killed a child molester (raped 5 boys) who had been in prison and gotten a reputation for fighting. He blew the bicep off a criminal who charged him, committing assault, with an illegal pistol in hand. He killed some idiot criminal who tried to bash his skull in with a skateboard. He scared the rest of the lynch mob off. Rittenhouse was extremely effective, and his two armed assailants, as well as the unidentified person who shot at him early in the incident, were incompetent and useless.

I just don’t think you can sit around smoking dope all day and apologizing for your maleness and expect to be a real factor in physical confrontations with armed people.

If my wife had married a vegan yoga boy, they would have to live in an apartment or on a very small lot. They would have to live somewhere where there was little for men to do.

Man stuff is fun. Burning things and blowing things up are fun. Steel-toed boots are fun. Shooting is fun. Catching fish and cutting them up is fun. Welding, machining, running heavy equipment, and bucking trees are fun. How could anyone prefer wearing a man bun, carrying a murse, and spending his time going from one moronic activist meeting to another?

Good knives are fun. Concealed carry is fun.

God is masculine, and he was right to make men masculine. The sex roles he created work. People who accept them enthusiastically are fulfilled.

I feel like buying another rifle.

Tomorrow I have to finish moving trees and limbs. Then I have to replace my diesel yard tractor’s exhaust pipe, cut off the muffler I made for the old one, and weld it onto the new one.

I’m glad God didn’t let me become a sissy.

Some of You May be Guilty of Felonies

Welcome to 10-minute law school. I’m about to give you the skills a lawyer needs in order to handle a case.

When you file a lawsuit, you need something called a cause of action. It’s the thing you claim the other person did. For example, negligence is a cause of action.

When you write your complaint, you have to allege facts that, if proven, would be sufficient to ground the cause of action. These facts are called elements.

Nearly everywhere English is spoken, the elements of fraud are a deliberate, material misrepresentation, a victim’s reasonable reliance on the misrepresentation, and harm caused by his reliance.

There are different versions of these elements, but they add up to the same basic thing. Sometimes, the elements are defined in statutes. In some places, they come from common law, which means they derive from centuries of court opinions in the US and England.

Let’s say I sell you a dog, and I tell you the dog lays golden eggs. Can you sue me for fraud? Probably not. I made a misrepresentation, but I would argue that your reliance on my lie was not reasonable.

What if I sell you the dog, and it turns out he lays platinum eggs, not gold? Can you sue? Probably not, because you have not suffered damage.

What if I sell you the dog, you pay no attention to what I say, and you buy him because you’re Korean and want to have a barbecue? Can you sue? No. You didn’t rely on my lie, which was immaterial. And you weren’t harmed.

What if I ask you for a loan, I lie about the value of the collateral, you pay no attention to my valuation, you do your own appraisal, you lend me the cash, and I pay off the loan, making you a lot of money? Can you sue?

Of course not. At least not under the traditional cause of action.

You didn’t rely on my valuation, and you weren’t harmed. You got exactly what you were hoping for.

So why was Donald Trump convicted of fraud? He probably didn’t lie, the lenders did not rely on his representations, and they suffered no harm. In fact, they showed up in court to say they were eager to do more business with him. The conviction was a blow to them as well as him.

There are two problems. First, Letitia James is a corrupt attorney general who violated commonly-accepted Constitutional notions of Equal Protection, and who lied a good deal, in order to unfairly discriminate against three private citizens in order to prevent one of them from winning an election. Second, the New York fraud statute, Executive Law 63(12), was written by imbeciles.

In New York, you can be convicted under 63(12) even if there is no materiality, reliance (justified or not), or harm. The statute redefines the word “fraud” so it no longer has the meaning it has had in most places for centuries. Here’s the definition:

The word “fraud” or “fraudulent” as used herein shall include any device, scheme or artifice to defraud and any deception, misrepresentation, concealment, suppression, false pretense, false promise or unconscionable contractual provisions.

That’s amazing. There is no mention of harm. What is the purpose of a law that doesn’t protect anyone?

If lying is fraud, then Letitia James committed fraud in order to get Trump convicted. She told the all-too-receptive judge Trump’s valuations of his properties were fraudulent because they greatly exceeded the assessed values. Everyone who owns any type of real estate knows assessed value and actual value are different things. If I had a business where I bought things for assessed value and sold them for market value, I would be a trillionaire in a few years.

Market value can be 10 or more times as great as assessed value.

Imagine trying to get a loan based on a home’s assessed value. No one would be able to buy a house. “I want to buy this house that appraised for 1.2 million dollars.” “Sorry; the assessed value is $250,000. And we’re turning you in to the attorney general.”

Market value is what banks care about when they give loans. They want to know if they can get their money back by selling the collateral.

A non-MSM guy who watched the appellate panel grill the state’s attorneys says the panel was very hostile, as it should have been. Under the James standard, nearly anyone who has sold a business property in New York City can be convicted of a felony, and virtually all real estate agents who have rented properties can be convicted.

Everyone makes mistakes when evaluating properties. Everyone guesses. Appraisals are subjective. Under 63(12), any mistake can get you convicted. It does not have to be deliberate.

In New York City, it is an accepted practice to lie about the size of rentals. You can look this up for yourself. It’s normal for an agent to show you a property and tell you the square footage is x when the real square footage is 0.6x. They include things like common areas, which aren’t part of the property you’re paying for.

This is lying. There is no way to dispute it. Lessees, even sophisticated ones, don’t expect it. And they rely on the lies, causing them harm.

A Youtuber named Louis Rossmann had a New York business. He decided to move. He was shown various properties. Square footages were quoted.

When he measured the properties, he found out he had been lied to. Then he found out lying was normal and accepted.

You can find his video if you look.

This is a sophisticated guy who runs a very lucrative business with multiple employees. He’s not stupid. But he was shocked to find out he was expected to pay for square footage he wasn’t going to get.

How many New York City agents have lied to lessees over the years? Many thousands. Conservative lessees should start insisting Letitia James prosecute real estate firms and drive the people who work for them into poverty.

Given the stupidity of the law itself, I’m not sure the appellate judges can find a way to reverse. If they don’t, everyone who works in real estate in New York is going to live in fear from now on. Will they find some kind of imaginary implication in the law in order to require fraud to be harmful and save the real estate industry? Maybe. They must be liberals, since they work in New York, and liberals like to write laws from the bench. They looked at the Constitution and found a right to kill the unborn as well as a right for the state to ban prayer in classrooms.

The judges made James’s legal goons look for similar cases, and they could not find them. Even the far-left Associated Press couldn’t find them. Prosecuting loan recipients in cases where no harm was done is a practice invented by a shameless, unaccountable ghetto attorney general in order to queer a presidential election.

According to the guy who attended the hearing, things were much worse than the MSM says. He claims that instead of defending their case, James’s goons spent the last part of the hearing begging the judges not to sanction them.

They should be sanctioned, and some, including James, should be disbarred. The feds should try to put her in prison. Undoing democracy and nullifying the civil rights of half the country is not a little thing. It’s as bad as anything Sean Combs is accused of.

Trump never posed a threat to democracy. He tried to defend it. Whether he was right or wrong to think the 2020 election was rigged, he was trying to make sure every citizen’s vote counted.

The panel could try looking at Equal Protection in order to undo this unjust result, but it would stir up a hornet’s nest. We ignore Equal Protection. We’re not supposed to treat one suspect or defendant one way and another another way, but it’s done every hour of every day. Some people get arrested while others who do the same things walk. Some get prosecuted, and others don’t.

I guess we decided to forget about Equal Protection because we like flexibility and corruption. We like playing favorites. If we took Equal Protection seriously, there would be chaos. A lot of people who have been convicted would have to be released, and many people who were allowed to slide would have to be tried.

The New York Senate should change the law. As it stands, it’s terrifying. Anyone who works in real estate can be convicted, and Letitia James is free to pursue conservatives, Jews, Asians, and everyone New York’s black power establishment hates and leave everyone else alone.

Is Florida the New California?

The Wall Street Journal says people are leaving Florida because of the hurricanes. I can relate. This is one reason I left Miami and moved inland and north. I’m in an area that has never had sustained hurricane winds, and I’m not in a floodplain. If it floods here, start putting animals in a big boat, because it’s over.

Is the story reflective of reality? Probably not. It’s not hard for a reporter to go out after a storm and find a dozen exasperated people who haven’t had a shower in three days and can’t face another meal of Pop Tarts, but most people feel better when the power goes back on.

We have had awful hurricanes here since before the Indians got here, and people have stayed and prospered. If large numbers of people leave, to the point where housing prices are affected, it will probably be because of the price of insurance, not the stress of the storms themselves.

I can’t help wondering if we are about to see a gentrification of the coasts.

As I have often written, hurricanes are only a problem for people who don’t prepare. If you build properly and manage your foliage, you can weather any hurricane in your own house. Build from concrete, not wood. Make sure your first floor is above the storm surge line. Get a big generator that turns itself on. Get a steel roof. Buy the right windows and doors. Find a place to put your vehicles when things go bad. Give up on the romantic notion that you should have huge trees close to your house. Don’t buy a Tesla. Boom. You’re done. You don’t have to go anywhere. Your worst problem will be removing your neighbors’ walls and outdoor furniture from your lawn.

Plenty of ordinary houses went through Andrew without real damage, and Andrew had sustained winds of at least 165 mph. Houses with second stories made from sawdust were decapitated. If a normal house built to pre-1992 codes can survive, you better believe a modern house built to better standards will make it.

If you can afford a seven-figure house on the water, you can afford to build a hurricane-proof home.

I think there are enough people with money to guarantee the continued popularity of coastal living. Americans are getting older, they retire to warm places, none of them want to live in California, and Arizona is a roasting-hot sandbox. I would rather live in Florida in a fortress than shrivel and die in the desert. The average daily high in Phoenix in July is 106°.

Maybe I’m wrong. Someone would have to look at the numbers to determine how many potential migrants there are.

Regardless of what journalists say about an exodus, my area is getting jammed up with yankees. They are packing in here like the rest of the country was on fire. We now have traffic. Tract houses are going up all over.

I hate what’s happening, but what if it’s God, moving his people here? Anyone who doesn’t live in a box knows that Florida has come to symbolize conservatism and Christianity, so they know what they’re getting when they decide to move here.

For quite a while, the population of the state has been increasing. I don’t think it will stop. California refugees have to go somewhere.

We know many of the new Floridians are conservative Christians, because they say so. And DeSantis, PBUH, has been giving cops from blue states money to move. Tired of arresting the same smelly, screeching clownhairs three times a day? Tired of being told you’re the problem? Florida awaits.

Every day, my wife and I pray that God moves his people to special areas he has set aside, and it looks like he’s doing it.

We also pray he makes these areas large and comfortable. In the Bible, living in a small space is a curse, and living in a big space is a blessing. We pray that God lures the wicked to little, cramped places like New York and Martha’s Vineyard, where people are too busy prancing about and impressing each other with their status to realize they’re land-poor.

The citrus groves to our south are generally gone because of the citrus plague. Where there were hundreds of thousands of acres of citrus, there is now bare soil dotted with piles of PVC water and sewage pipes waiting to be installed. If you haven’t driven up through the state many times over several decades, you wouldn’t know this, but I’ve made the trip dozens of times since the Sixties.

Go to your local store and look at the “half-gallon” citrus cartons. They’re not really half-gallon cartons now. They shrank. The price went up. Some of the products are only partly juice.

It will continue. Citrus juice will become a luxury unless someone discovers a cure. Even then, much of the land where trees grew will be covered with houses.

Based on experience, I think Florida will continue to be popular. Some people will make a better effort to build wisely. Most will not. Life will go on, just like it did after we were hit by Rita, Wilma, Katrina, and Dennis in one year.

I saw an interesting article on the web, bashing Florida. They asked people about destinations they would never want to visit, and one person mentioned Florida. I can’t say I disagree entirely.

Here is what the commenter said:

“I hate Florida. I’ve been to the Everglades, which is the one thing going for it, and I’d highly recommend everyone go once in their lives. It is every bit as incredible as Yellowstone. But I would not voluntarily go back again, I don’t think. I’ve had to go for work since then. I don’t understand the allure. The people are so rude, and I’m from NYC. The food is not that great. The weather sucks, it’s just so hot. Beaches like that can be found elsewhere. And it seems they’re getting hit by hurricanes more and more with climate change. I truly would die happy never going to Florida again.”

I will respond.

1. If you think the Everglades is incredible, you are easy to please. It’s a featureless, flooded, hot, bug-infested swamp. The sawgrass goes on forever, and every acre looks exactly like the next. It’s a shame they won’t let developers fill most of it. I have been there plenty of times, mainly driving through it, and I can’t understand why anyone would go without a reason.

If you were to go to the Everglades and look at one representative acre, you would see everything there is to see.

The Everglades probably shouldn’t be included in the land mass in maps of Florida. It’s underwater.

Comparing Yellowstone to the Everglades is insane. I can’t comprehend this. It’s like comparing the Louvre to the wall art at a Motel 6.

2. “The people are so rude, and I’m from NYC.” This is what I said when I went to Columbia University. I thought New Yorkers were relatively nice compared to Miamians. But the person who wrote the comment is clearly talking about South Florida, which is like a sludge trap that collects Florida’s worst. Once you get away from South Florida and Orlando, the people are wonderful. Warm, helpful, conservative, and Christian. I’ve been here 7 years, and they still freak me out.

We went to Sonny’s BBQ the other day, before the storm hit. Two old Southern ladies were leaving as we went in. Me and my too-young African wife, in the South. The oldest lady, who had to be pushing 90, looked at us and said, “You may as well turn around and go home.” I stared, thinking the restaurant was closing. Then she said, “We ate it all!” Hilarious. So much for red state racism.

Honestly, the South has changed a lot. When you walk around in public, it looks like the government has made interracial marriage mandatory.

The waitress stepped on the toe of a lady sitting across the aisle from us. She was apologetic. She said, “Did I get your toe?” The woman’s husband said, “Want to try again?”

3. “The food is not that great.” If you lived in New York City, it’s no wonder you would say this. New York City has incredible food. Here, it’s just okay, except for barbecue, which is excellent.

4. “The weather sucks.” Again, this must be someone who lived down south. It’s very hot where I am for 4 to 5 months a year, and the rest of the time, it’s magnificent. It’s not California, but it’s very good most of the time.

5. “Beaches like that can be found elsewhere.” That’s not harsh enough. Much better beaches can be found elsewhere. Florida’s panhandle and west coast beaches are okay. The east coast beaches are bad to mediocre. None of it compares to the Bahamas or Mexico. Long Island has better beaches. The Carolinas. Hawaii. Massachusetts. Jamaica.

Florida tourism makes no sense to me. There is nothing here. It’s a nice place to live, but tourists should to somewhere else. I understand locals going to the beach because it’s convenient, but you can fly to Cancun and back for $200.

6. “And it seems they’re getting hit by hurricanes more and more with climate change.” No, we’re being TOLD more and more that hurricanes are increasing in frequency because of climate change. It’s not really happening. Hurricane frequency has always varied, and some places have been pummeled or spared for no clear reason. I lived in Miami from 1969 through 1979 and never experienced a storm, but the state of Florida got 8 storms in ’69.

If I loved living by the water, I had to have warm weather, and I didn’t mind having an HOA and living 10 feet from my neighbors, I’d try to find a Florida property with a house built for storms. No doubt about it. It can be done, and there is no real alternative in North America.

If you don’t care about the water, you can find a sturdy house in this area, no problem. It will be way cheaper than living on the Intracoastal or the Gulf.

My Secret is Out

Yesterday, the first morning after the storm, I went outside and saw my neighbor sitting on a diesel wheel loader with a forestry grapple. He clears land for a living, and he was in my gate getting ready to cut and move a big tree that landed in my driveway.

We talked for a few minutes after he moved the tree, and he told me he had seen the police at my house.

I thought I knew what it was about. We have had problems with bugs setting off our motion detectors. It happened twice while we were out of town, and we had to have the cops come out and see whether we were being burglarized.

He said that wasn’t why the police were there when he had his encounter. He said it was one policeman who was asking questions about fentanyl.

Apparently, the policeman told him a tipster had called in, saying a black man had been going in and out, and he was selling fentanyl.

Again, I thought I knew what he was talking about, and I explained.

One of my best friends is black. He’s getting a divorce. His wife is a pretty interesting lady.

He has shown me a handwritten list of poisons he found. He said his wife made it. It listed the names of various poisons, along with descriptions of what a person who ingested them would go through.

He says she is the subject of a protective order. He says she beat herself up one day in front of their children, called the police, and told them he had done it. He says the police questioned the kids, and they told a different story. He says she is not supposed to go near the family or the house.

He tells me she found herself a new man, and the two of them broke into his house, where they stole his grandmother’s cremated remains along with the children’s identification.

He also says he found a container of fentanyl in his closet, and he says she has tried to convince the police he sells it.

This is all alleged, alleged, alleged. It’s what he tells me.

Maybe it’s a coincidence. Maybe there is another coward out there who has decided to make the police think my friend and I sell drugs. That must be it.

I called the police when I found out, and they had a deputy contact me. Pretty funny. They assured me they are not staking out my house. Glad to hear it, because while the power was out, I had occasion to relieve myself in the yard.

My friend lives in Georgia. He has a house there. There has been a lot of confusion as to just where the wife lives. She claims she lives in Georgia, too. She has family here, though, and it may be that she lives here and pretends to live in Georgia. A suspicious person might think she’s the person who sent the police here.

It’s not clear what the purpose was. My friend is rarely here, so the cops are not likely to see him here, and if they did, what would they be expected to do? “You’re under arrest because your wife says you sell fentanyl, and that’s good enough for us.”

Is the purpose to get them to arrest me? What for? Knowing a guy whose estranged wife claims he sells fentanyl? How is that supposed to help her in the divorce?

None of it makes any sense.

I hope this is the end of it. I am the wrong person to do things like this to. I may be a fat old guy who kisses parrots and rarely exercises, but I am very, very dangerous compared to the average person on the street. It could be very bad if some imbecile showed up here, where I live with my family, with hostile intentions.

It’s rough for a criminal to encounter a homeowner who has a cheap, low-capacity 9mm he doesn’t shoot well. Encountering me and my always-handy rifles is another level entirely. I am ready for multiple visitors. When a home invader is done spraying his 15-round magazine full of cheap FMJ at the sky and the grass, I’ll just be getting started. I’ll call the cops instead if I can, but I may not be able to.

Becoming a husband and father makes you a lot more dangerous. I am starting to understand that.

My dad wasn’t the bravest guy on Earth, but when someone falsely claimed a local mafioso’s kid had raped my sister, my dad went to their house with the intention of beating him senseless. Fortunately, they were on vacation. A crew of armed thugs, including a guy who later escaped Alcatraz, went to my grandfather’s little town in Kentucky, hoping to rob his house, and he grabbed a rifle, went outside in his boxers and started blasting. I can guarantee you, he shot to kill without any reluctance at all. I knew him.

The criminals ended up in custody.

When your family is in danger, you will be carried beyond yourself, as Antoine de Saint-Exupery said of his drawing of the baobab trees.

Sometimes I think I should get better optics for protecting the house at night. I already have stuff to help me shoot assailants in the dark, but products keep getting better and cheaper.

It’s hard to sift through the nonsense when checking reviews and articles. I have come to understand that a lot of guys who are doing product reviews for “self-defense” are really thinking about shooting effeminate, 60-pound-bench-press Antifers from a quarter of a mile away. They are thinking about civil war or plain old terrorism. When they say an optic is no good for hitting someone 200 yards away on a dark night, and they dismiss it, does that dismissal really make sense to someone who wants to shoot attackers in his yard or inside his house?

Tonight I saw someone criticizing thermal sights because a thermal sight wouldn’t let him distinguish between a burglar and a child. Maybe that’s true if the burglar is a block and a half away, but I’ll go out on a limb and say I can tell the difference at a hundred feet. If you look at videos of actual thermal sights, you will see that a Youtuber in a military uniform looks like a Youtuber in a military uniform, not a 6-year-old walking to your bedroom to ask for a glass of water.

I have a thermal optic. I got it for hunting squirrels and such, which I quit doing when covid ruined everything. When you look at a warm-blooded critter through it, it’s pretty obvious what it is.

I do not want to shoot people 200 yards away. I do not want to join a militia or defend America from the Illuminati or BLM or the Trilateral Commission or MSNBC. I just want to be good at incapacitating random idiots, perhaps up to 50 yards away, mostly within 50 feet.

I asked my wife if I should upgrade our defensive capabilities because of the false police report, and she said, “Please do.” Not, “Oh, honey. Stop with the toxic masculinity.”

Let’s see. If you have armed people approaching from your dark rural yard at night, some kind of night optic is good. It will help you identify and shoot them without doing much to light you up so they can shoot back. There is no legal issue with killing a trespasser 50 or 75 yards away on your property if you can tell he is armed and have reason to think he’s hostile. This is doubly true in my county. You don’t have to wait until he comes through the door.

Even if there were a legitimate legal issue, I would not care about it if my family were in danger. The threat of prison means nothing at all compared to the threat of losing your family. Prison is bearable.

Will an optic help you distinguish outdoor assailants from friendlies? I think that’s a stupid question. Why would friendlies be in your yard in the middle of the night with guns?

Your shots will produce muzzle flash, so once you start shooting, they will figure out where you are unless they’re deceased, messed up, or running away while hypocritically and ineffectively calling on Jesus. But they should be extremely demoralized or dead by then, unless you’re dealing with professionals, which isn’t going to happen. You would be dealing with morons.

There aren’t many “professionals,” except in movies and the Mossad. I don’t think someone with real skill would do a home invasion. He’d do something sneaky that would be safe for him and very hard for you to survive.

Even if your hypothetical yard thugs locate you, the optic is still helpful, because without it, you would just see a dark yard. You wouldn’t know where they were. Your assailants, on the other hand, would know you were confined in the house, so your location would be narrowed down.

A night vision scope would have an advantage over a thermal, because thermals don’t work through glass. With a thermal, you would have to open a door or window.

What if you’re indoors, and they come in?

I still like it. You would be able to spot and shoot them in the dark. They would probably try to creep up in the darkness instead of using lights. They would hope to surprise you. With a night optic, you could do the surprising.

I just saw a forum post where good old Massad Ayoob approved of the idea of yelling to ask if intruders were friends or foes. I can’t believe that guy. How often do you show up in your friends’ houses at three a.m.? He was talking about situations where you have the advantage, which makes some sense, but it still sounds weird.

Friends call before showing up. They come when it’s convenient for you. They come to the front door. When the lights are on. Am I wrong?

Now I’m picturing a nervous guy opening up on his friends and family at a surprise birthday party.

I think night vision makes some sense for dealing with outdoor undocumented guests. You can’t run around opening windows and removing screens in a crisis.

I hate to say this, but a lot of the people who claim to be self-defense gurus are not smart. They say things that aren’t smart. You have to have the humility to listen to good advice, coupled with reasonable respect for your own intellect.

I think maybe I should upgrade my night vision capabilities. I may also upgrade my new surveillance system so it wakes me up when people are in the yard.

18 Hours of Electricity

This must be what the rapture feels like.

What is the rapture? A sudden translation to a place where your problems are instantly ended.

Last night I slept on clean sheets in an air-conditioned room, after a long, hot shower, and today I got up and ate eggs fried in butter, two big slices of toast made from homemade bread, and three slabs of Tennessee Pride sausage. And not I’m sitting in a leather recliner, thinking about how great I feel.

This is much better than yesterday. I almost had to bathe in the freezing 70-degree pool. I had to work on our generator with no running water to wash my hands. We had no air conditioning. Most restaurants were closed. There was no gas.

What a difference.

When I was young, I took things like electricity and cars for granted. I am not like that any more. Sometimes when I’m driving down the road, I tell God how amazed I am. I’m doing 70 miles per hour. It’s 95 degrees outside, and the inside of the car is at 69 degrees. I’m in the shade. I’m sitting on leather upholstery. If I want, I can have the great musical artists of the last hundred years sing and play for me.

That’s pretty wild if you think about it. Three generations back, the only way to travel faster than 7 miles per hour was to board a train. Nobody had air conditioning. There were almost no recordings.

I thank God constantly for dishwashers, clothes washers, and dryers. You shove your stuff in and walk away, and your electric slave does the work for you, better than you could.

My grandmother was an educated woman with a wealthy husband, and she had to wash 6 people’s dishes and dirty underwear. When I was little, she had a washing machine with a wringer on it. Imagine standing on your porch running your family’s used underwear through one of those with your bare hands.

I’ll be honest. She had a lady who came in and helped, but I doubt that took care of all the laundry. Granny did make my mom and her sisters do chores, though.

Anyway, somebody was washing other people’s dirty underwear.

My grandmother had washboards. She had one in her house when she died in 2003.

In Zambia, my wife used to bathe in a bucket a lot of the time. The Zambian power grid is not great.

I always ask God not to take wonderful things away from us.

I eat homemade bread because my wife hates American bread. I can’t say I blame her. The white stuff has no taste, and the brown stuff is like eating a welcome mat. I showed my wife how to make my white bread recipe, and now she’s happy.

Bread probably costs us $1.50 a loaf, and I have never had anything that compares with it, anywhere. It’s so good, I have considered making it worse so I don’t eat so much of it.

I was only without power for a day, but today I feel like royalty. Appreciate what you have while you have it.

The comedian W.C. Fields was on his own when he was a kid. He left home at 11. He found himself a hole in the ground and put a cover on it. For a while, that was where he slept. When he was old, he still got excited about beds and clean sheets. He described the feeling of settling down in a clean bed. He said, “God____, that’s a sensation!”
And he was rich.

I think about that every time I go to bed.

When I was a kid, and I didn’t have something someone similarly situated had, I thought God was unjust. I don’t feel that way now. I feel pampered, because I am. I don’t care if the guy across the street has a hundred times what I do. My life is great.

The natural thing is to become spoiled when God gives you things. That’s a choice you make. You can choose to become more grateful. The Bible shows that God punishes the spoiled.

If you have good health, a clean, safe, quiet, pleasant home, good food, good clothing, people who love you, and God, you are rich. It’s true. It’s not just something to put on a greeting card.

This is all true and wonderful, but now I have to fix the tractor and move the downed trees and branches from my yard.

Well. A lot of people don’t have a tractor or a yard.

November Can’t Come Soon Enough

Here we are at about Milton minus 13 hours.

Before I write about how good things look, of course, I have to mention the fact that many other people are not so fortunately situated.

Anyway, here is the news, as I understand it.

This morning, I found a Jacksonville station with a meteorologist who, I sense, may be fed up with the hysteria. He provided what seemed to be a calm, factual forecast. That’s a rarity. I assume he’ll be disciplined. He is an insult to the Anderson Cooper stand-in-a-flooded-ditch school of hurricane coverage.

He said the hurricane part of the hurricane was only 30 miles wide. People don’t understand how big Florida is. The driving distance from Key West to Pensacola is about 830 miles. This means hurricane-force winds will only hit something like 4% of the state’s coast.

California is shorter than Florida.

They expect the storm’s center to hit Sarasota. That’s 140 miles from here. That means the hurricane-force field will end something like 125 miles from me, and at the edge, it will be Category 1, not Category 4. A hurricane’s strongest area is the eye wall, pretty close to the center of rotation. The winds drop quickly as you get away from it.

They think the maximum sustained winds will be about 125 mph, so that’s the eye wall. At the edge of the storm’s windy part, how strong will the winds be? Simple. About 74 mph. That’s the figure used to define hurricane-force winds. If the hurricane-force area has an outer edge, the winds there must be doing about 74, and they will be lower just past it.

So 125 miles from me, sustained winds will be at about 74 mph, and they will drop off over the 125-mile distance between the edge and me. Also, the winds will have to cross about 70 miles of wooded land with hills to get to me.

The threat of tropical storm winds is iffy here as of the moment. That means we may not get sustained winds of 39 mph. They are predicting 28. That’s at tree-top level. On the ground, it will be lower.

I don’t care too much about gusts. A good gust can do damage, but it can’t compare to a nasty sustained wind that slowly pulls roofs off.

Hysterical forecasters love conflating sustained winds with gusts. They’re saying we may get winds of 60 mph. Well, sure. We get those during thunderstorms sometimes. For a few seconds. No one cares about those. Sustained winds define a storm.

They keep saying we’ll get TROPICAL-STORM-FORCE WINDS because we are sure to get brief gusts. That appears to be a lie; a deliberate prevarication intended to get people excited. You can’t have a tropical-storm-force gust. It would be like having a year-long decade. If the wind isn’t sustained for at least 60 seconds, it’s not a tropical-storm-force wind, no matter how strong it is. It’s a gust.

Meteorologists, even the ones hired for their looks, know the difference between a gust and a tropical storm. They shouldn’t lie.

I’ve never seen anyone but me call them on this huge and obvious lie.

Based on what I see now, we are headed for something like Helene, which means I could lose a few trees. The ground is wetter this time, so more trees could fall. Nothing bad is likely to happen near the buildings. I might lose power, but the odds are with me. The power company has been really aggressive about trimming trees since Irma, and a guy who works for them lives on my street, so we get priority.

I have several trees that have to go, so if Milton pushes them over, I’ll be thrilled. It will save me the work of felling them. Bucking trees is easier and safer than felling them. It takes no skill.

The pool got a bit gross due to our recent trip, but I have been fixing it up in case we have to bathe in it or use the water to flush toilets. Other than that, a power outage shouldn’t be too bad. I guess I should run to Walmart and get some ice for the cooler.

I haven’t bothered with the generator. I guess I should have. It could keep a ceiling fan, the refrigerators, and a water heater going. But I would have to get up every 6 hours to feed it. It may be ready to run, because I cleaned it up after the last time I used it, but I know better than to assume a small engine will work just because I take care of it. Gas is just too screwed up these days.

I learned that the only way to keep small engines going in a situation where there are long layoffs is to put oil in the gas tanks and run it through the carbs. I haven’t done that with the generator.

This is not a typical storm. Yesterday, the sun was bright and there was almost no rain. It was like a normal day. Ordinarily, the two days before a hurricane are gloomy, with an ominous feel. Today is more typical. It’s overcast and drizzly, and there is a light breeze.

They think we will get the worst of it after midnight. The nice thing there is that if the power goes out while we sleep, we may sleep the whole night. If the power went off earlier, the house would heat up and make sleep difficult. Heat makes it hard to fall asleep, but it’s not likely to wake a person up.

I just looked at the 11 a.m. cone, and while the overall wind field seems to be spreading, the hurricane area looks smaller, and the winds are dropping, as expected. The landfall area seems to have shifted south a little, which is good for me if true.

The storm is speeding up, which is great. It’s moving at 17 mph. The faster it moves, the less damage it will do, and the sooner life will resume.

It will be a bad couple of weeks for the people south of Tampa. I keep praying God will push the storm farther south to areas where there aren’t many people.

If you want to see some really stupid, uninformed, dangerous reporting, go look at the site of the British “newspaper,” The Guardian. It’s a left-wing rag, so no surprise. They say Milton has been called “the storm of the century.” Yes, by The Guardian.

They say there will be “up to” 15-foot storm surge in Tampa. No, there won’t. Where did they hear that? Tampa is outside the maximum surge area.

They’re making it sound like Milton is still a 160-mph storm. Off by 15, Fleet Street.

Publix and Winn-Dixie are closed today. The Postal Service is still delivering. Walmart is open. It will be open tomorrow, too, along with everything else. It’s not the end of the world.

This morning I learned that DeSantis was within a couple of miles of me yesterday.

North of me, about 5 minutes away, there is a facility called the Florida Horse Park. I don’t know much about it. It probably covers a hundred acres. For weeks, it has been covered with things like generators and powered lifts. It looks like there are hundreds of them. I thought somebody had rented the park, and they were selling these things.

Turns out it’s a staging area for hurricane relief. The tools at the park will be dispatched to help people. It’s amazing.

It’s very nice to be so close to it. They can have machinery here in less time than it takes to make toast over a can of Sterno.

DeSantis made a speech there yesterday. I wish I had known. We would have been there. We drove right by it. It’s a few hundred yards from the dump.

Speaking of dumps, DeSantis ordered them to stay open around the clock, and some local goofballs tried to close one. This was in Pinellas County, which, for practical purposes, is greater Tampa. It’s full of stuff that needs to be disposed of, partly to prevent it from going airborne tomorrow. They locked the gate used by public vehicles to dump storm debris. In response, a state trooper used a truck to destroy the gate, with the governor’s approval. Man, I love this guy.

Pinellas officials are lying, saying the facility was open, but news outlets clearly say the dump was not accepting storm debris, in an area recently pounded by two storms. Yesterday, even after the gates were opened, the line to dump debris was three hours long.

Our local dump isn’t supposed to be open on Tuesday, but Big Ron made it happen, so we dropped some trash.

In an amusing side note, Biden says DeSantis has been great with hurricane efforts, thus preemptively kneecapping any efforts Kamala Harris and Tim Walz hoped to make, to libel DeSantis and Republicans in general. There is speculation Biden is trying to kill the Harris campaign.

He doesn’t like Harris–who does?–and he deeply resents being kicked off the ticket. I don’t think he cares about our country. I believe he’s completely self-centered, so even if he really thinks leftism is best for America, he might be willing to torpedo the Democrat who replaced him and put Donald Trump in office.

Stories imply Harris has been trying to work with DeSantis as though she were president, and some say DeSantis has not been receptive. That’s understandable. He wants her to lose, and Joe Biden is the president. Biden may be senile, but he is still managing relief and preparation efforts, so why give Harris a chance to grandstand and virtue-signal?

“This was a middle-class hurricane, and LGBTQQIP2SAA BIPOC’s were disproportionately affected…”

Biden just told the world he and Kamala have worked together on all of his decisions as president, so now she can’t distance herself from his stench. That had to be a deliberate jab. Biden knew she was conning the world, pretending she would have done a better job.

I don’t know what to do today and tomorrow, apart from intercession for the people on the west coast. Guess I’ll be eating the inevitable Pop Tarts and hoping the air conditioning keeps working.