Look What You Made me Write

April 13th, 2025

My Rage, Your Choice

The wife and I are hanging out in the nice house God gave us, on the nice farm it sits in, in a nice county in the nice state of Florida. It’s beautiful outside. The sun is shining. The baby is happy. Everything is peaceful.

I spent a long time praying this morning, and that’s why things are going well. God told me, “Prayer in tongues is the replacement for worry.”

Meanwhile, in less-blessed areas, members of the Party of Joy are continuing their campaign of hate.

How ironic. The Democrats, trying to lay an exclusive claim on joy. It’s like Muslim spin artists responding to 9/11 by styling their cult as the Religion of Peace.

“Stay out of downtown! A bomb just blew up at a busy intersection!” “Who did it?” “The Religion of Peace!”

Sometimes when I express myself on the web, leftists tell me I’m spreading hate. They tell me my wife is my sister, they tell me I’m stupid, and they say I live in a trailer. Yesterday I got weak and told one he would cry if he saw my wife and my house. I should not have said that. It’s wrong to try to shame other people with your blessings, and besides, he was already crying. It was his default mode.

Of course, he said I was a liar. The evidence? I was a Trump supporter, and I said my life was good, which it is.

It’s odd that a member of the workers’ party–a champion of the downtrodden–would be so quick to insult people who live in trailers. Actually, it’s not, because the Democrats are the party of snobbery and elitism. You can’t favor centralized government unless you have contempt for the masses. For example, you have to think people in Florida and Texas are too stupid to run elementary schools. Let’s not discuss how test scores have fared under the Department of Education in blue states.

I was commenting on a libelous story that said Trump supporters were going nuts over the new tariffs. Of course, that isn’t true. There are probably 120 million Trump supporters in the US with 60 million children, and surely some are upset about tariffs, but there is no broad-based repudiation of the president. If you looked around, you could find Trump supporters who insist Caitlyn Gender is a man. It wouldn’t constitute a wide acceptance of the demonic trans delusion.

The people who own joy are screaming at the sky, vandalizing electric cars, and telling pollsters there is some justification for assassinating the president. If this is joy, I don’t want it. Democrats need to talk to Inigo Montoya.

I live in a house of love. I have never screamed at the sky. I have never vandalized a car. Unlike 55% of polled Democrats, I never thought there was a good reason for killing a president I didn’t like.

I’ve had plenty of crabby moments, but that’s all they were. Healthy people wind down.

My peaceful, fulfilling lifestyle is not unusual here. Maybe all this incest has selected for just the right genes.

I started writing this blog entry because of another news story. A lady who owns a business bought a Cybertruck and had it wrapped to advertise her services. Right away, a liberal called her and told her he was going to kill her. Others followed. The usual gauntlet of self-made subhumans. People who started out human and turned themselves into apes. The lady who owned the truck hired an instructor to teach her employees how to defend themselves.

I haven’t gotten to the really disturbing part. What I’ve described so far is normal Democrat behavior.

What really disturbed me was the comments. I scrolled down quite a ways, and every…single…comment was an attack on the victim. Not one person had anything critical to say about the criminals who went after a woman who owned her own business. Aren’t leftists supposed to support woman-owned businesses?

She had no business buying the truck, they said. She asked for it. She was wrong to support Elon Musk.

This is not normal. This is prewar Germany behavior. The MAJORITY of Democrats are now convinced they are victims, just as the Nazis were. This means they see every cruel thing they do as justified. Retaliation. Balancing the scales. Not enough, but a start. Always more to be done.

The best way to turn people into cruel victimizers who get deep satisfaction from causing great suffering for the innocent is to convince them that they are the victims. The Democratic Party has succeeded at this, just as the National Socialists did.

The things I said would happen are happening. Things I talked about years ago, before we had the terrorist organizations BLM and Antifa. That all came to me from God’s lips.

There is supernatural peace here on the farm. Is that the symmetry of the supernatural at work? As the blind become more cursed and enraged, it makes sense that people who submit to God would get more peace. Of course, that would be yet another trigger for the body of Satan. The cruelest thing you can do to them is to have a good life they have to witness.

I learned a new leftist term this month. “Rage bait.” The first time I saw it, it was in a discussion of formula feeding, which is something feminists promote even though it unquestionably results in the deaths of babies. I didn’t know what it meant, but I have seen it a few more times, and now I know. It means saying anything that makes a leftist angry.

Oops. I just fell for the gaslighting. Let me change that.

It means saying anything a leftist CHOOSES to be angry about. I don’t make people angry. They choose to be angry at me. Let’s own our choices. Whenever I say something makes me mad, I stop and correct myself. I am responsible for what I choose to feel.

Rage bait doesn’t have to be rude, insulting, unfair…none of that. Polite disagreement is more than adequate to provoke a tantrum. The phrase “rage bait” is a wonderful tool Satan came up with to legitimize leftist fury and abuse. “I’m the victim. I burned your car because you rage-baited me.”

When my dad was young, he beat my mother. He would keep her up all night, slapping her and throwing water in her face because she had mismatched his socks. He blamed her for what he did. She had provoked him, after all. He didn’t have the phrase “rage bait” to toss at her, but clearly, putting mismatched socks together was rage bait.

I have an acquaintance who has a bad temper. He punches walls. He breaks things on purpose. He goes off over things the rest of us would take in stride. When someone offends him, he takes sneaky revenge later, which is cowardly. When he gets angry, he says, “I’M STARTING TO GET PISSED!” Sorry for the language. He says it to other people, as though his feelings are their fault. Like they’re supposed to do something. It comes across as a warning.

He’s the problem. He’s 100% responsible. He should accept the blame and calm himself, but he puts that burden on other people. This has done him great harm socially. Acting that way costs people relationships, jobs, opportunities, success, children…all sorts of good things. No one wants to live or work with a human landmine.

It’s a terrible shame, because he has so many good qualities. A colossal waste. Really sad.

Most people won’t say, “I ended our relationship because you blew up all the time,” or, “We let you go because you kick your desk.” They’ll just move on without you, and you won’t know why. Explaining could set off the landmine.

This is what happens when Satan tells you other people are responsible for your faults. It’s exactly what’s happening on the political left.

Leftists want normal people to obey them and to think and feel as they do. They believe we are obligated, and they think it’s obvious. We should share their delusions and participate in their self-destructive behavior. When we choose to be responsible, kind, sane people instead, it’s rage bait. So to them, we are to blame when they damage our cars, threaten us, dox us, hit us, and kill us.

That’s all I have to say. Just documenting what is happening at this time in history.

3 Responses to “Look What You Made me Write”

  1. John Bowen Says:

    I have relatives who, despite being very conservative politically (at least on the surface), very much match the descriptions of the Left you’ve laid out. I’ve more than once told them that they are not the victims in their lives.

    I’ve yet to get it to sink in. I’ll keep praying for them until the Holy Spirit tells me it’s a waste of time and to find another subject.

    What scares me about the description of your acquaintance is that to some degree that used to be me. The Lord has brought me a long way in the last five years, but I’ve a long ways to go yet. May He ever consider me a child worth correcting.

  2. Priscilla King Says:

    I think this is what you’re trying to teach Baby. Other people are not obligated to care how angry you feel.

    As long as people tell us that Feelings Are Important, it seems most of us will route brain activity through the amygdala and feel overwhelmed by emotions. Whatta you MEAN we have any choice about how angry we feel, or how sad, how “hungry,” how lustful, even how “outgoing” and aggressively cheerful-on-the-outside. Feelings Are Us.

    When expressing “feelings” has no desirable effect, not even a better-than-nothing effect like getting us enough attention to be scolded, then we start using the left brain and physically “feeling” much less. Building “Emotional Intelligence,” Daniel Goleman would have said.

    I call it aging, and give thanks for it. Wouldn’t be 25 again for anything.

    The trick is to keep “feeling” enough to enjoy spring weather, tell whether touch is healing or loving or causing pain, etc. I spent the last week helping an animal recover from poisoning. I wouldn’t want to be without the ability to learn what was going on inside the dumb animal from her reactions to being held or touched. Nor married to a man who lacked that ability.

  3. Sharkman Says:

    Leftists are Giant Schizophrenic Toddlers.

    I work 80 hours a week in a group home with six violent schizophrenic men, who act exactly like the Leftists you describe. Never take personal responsibility for anything, paranoid, violent, completely out of control, incapable of learning anything new, demanding what they want when they want it, over and over times infinite. It’s exhausting, but it does give me more personal satisfaction than my previous career as a real estate litigator.

    I also babysit my Grandsons (4 and 1.5) six hours a week, and they are also exactly like the Monster Baby Leftists, and the guys at the group home, except they aren’t violent, can actually learn new things, and they are awful darn cute. They’ll grow out of it, unlike the Unfortunates at the group home, and unlike the Left, who will continue spiraling into vicious political violence until they finally touch off Civil War 2.

    It never ceases to amaze me how similar schizophrenics, toddlers and Leftists are.

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