Not Today, World

I was going to write about a crazy woman who says she considered suing a veterinarian for refusing to treat her deluded, entitled, ruined son, who say he’s a cat. I have decided not to, because I don’t think it would do any good. I don’t feel like engaging because I expect no reward for my efforts.

“Cat” is a gender now, according to certain leftists. It is not clear whether they realize cats come in two sexes or whether it matters to them, but it is very clear there is no point in asking them.

I was feeling worried about the future earlier in the week, for no good reason. I knew what the problem was. When I pray in tongues a great deal, I feel good, and things go well. When I don’t, I get jittery and problems pile up. I start to feel overwhelmed, which makes sense, because people who don’t pray in tongues are trying to shoulder their own problems, which is disobedient to God.

Over the last couple of days, I have managed to put a lot of time in. I have prayed in tongues quite a bit. I didn’t leave the bedroom today until around 11 a.m. I feel much better. On the other hand, I feel more distanced from our insane, demon-controlled world.

I have made a little effort to watch the Fani Willis scandal unfold, and today I decided to Google Ashleigh Merchant, the lawyer who threw Willis in the fire. As expected, Ms. Merchant is not a Trump attorney. She represents a codefendant.

Trump seems to hire his attorneys on the golf course and perhaps at barbecues peripheral to CPAC instead of making an intelligent effort to find competent people, so he hires a lot of nuts and nincompoops. He hired Rudy Giuliani after he became senile. Of course Trump’s own high-priced lawyers failed to notice Willis’s ethical problems. It would be bizarre if a Trump lawyer did anything intelligent.

I’m not worried about Giuliani suing me for calling him senile, because he can’t afford to pay the fees for filing the case and serving process. And he is, in fact, senile.

For a while, my opinion has been that Giuliani would have done a better job in his youth, because he was a great prosecutor and mayor, but now that I think about it, you don’t have to be a genius to be a prosecutor who puts disgusting mobsters in prison. Maybe Giuliani was always a bad lawyer, but he had easy cases.

Let’s see. He was cum laude at NYU, a very good law school. He was on the law review. He had to be reasonably competent.

He’s senile.

I was looking at information about Ashleigh Merchant, and I saw the usual stuff we hear about lawyers. Her commitments to the profession. The community. Truth, justice, and the American Way. It makes me wince to think about it.

When I was in law school, they pushed that kind of nonsense on us. I didn’t want to be there, but most students did, and most came from non-legal families. Many were extremely proud of their status. Professors and speakers filled their itching ears with spin about the nobility of the profession and our duty to the public. They described lawyers like they were saints and martyrs, but the truth is that nearly all of us were there to line our pockets. I certainly was. I wasn’t out to do anything immoral, but my only reason for attending was to provide for myself.

Lawyers are like movie stars. In front of the public, we virtue-signal like crazy, but behind the scenes, it’s all cynicism and self-promotion.

So far, I have personally witnessed two lawyers–students, actually–talking about our civic duty when they weren’t being paid to do it. One was sincere, and the other was making a stomach-churning, clumsy, fumbling, phony, woke speech in order to get another law student to have sex with him. She appeared to be eating it up, although that doesn’t mean she believed a word of it.

Women like marrying lawyers. This is especially true of women in law school. My mother went to law school for the purpose of getting married.

I will digress.

My grandfather was a big man in Kentucky. He had no sons. He wanted my mother to be a lawyer. She wanted to have fun at school and spend his money.

She was an undergrad at the University of Kentucky, and he told her he would buy her a car if she went to law school. She jumped on the deal. But she had no degree.

She was given an appointment with the law school dean. As a favor, he signed a paper waiving the degree requirement for her. As he did so, he said, “Go on over there and get married.” And she did. I think she quit after one year. If she knew anything about law, it was never apparent to me.

She eventually wrecked the car near Middlefork, an unincorporated area in Powell County, Kentucky, on a curve on Highway 15. She had a bunch of friends in the car. When my grandfather sued the Greyhound company, he claimed their bus crossed the center line. It may even have been true.

I have no idea what kind of person Ms. Merchant is, and I’m not criticizing her personally. I’m just reacting to seeing the “noble profession” stuff repeated one more time. It’s almost always BS, and it’s a plate of BS I have been served many times in the past.

While I was Googling, I saw something about people having a duty to take certain jobs in order to save the world. Boy, do I reject that. If you’re drafted to protect your country, you should serve, but other than that, no. I reject the notion that everyone who has an ability is obligated to use it to do this or that for society. No one will ever be able to make me feel bad about quitting law or failing to pursue medicine and sew up little cleft palates in Haiti. The world is too crazy for me.

Truthfully, I believe I do more by minding my own business, interceding, and giving than I ever could have done taking some kind of service-motivated job. And I am not constantly embroiled in the psychosis that has taken over the world.

Kid says he’s a cat. He really says that. Mom agrees. The right blue-state jury would agree.

Garfield v. Reality. Affirmed, per curiam. Costs and fees to the plaintiff.

My sister had a mental (demonic) break once and decided she was a frog. She jumped into my dad’s pool and wouldn’t come out. My parents didn’t bring her a plate of flies.

To get anywhere in service-motivated jobs that use your talents, you have to jump into the mosh pit and curry favor with the people who run Satan’s world. You have to network and socialize with people you neither like nor respect. You have to deny your beliefs. These days, you have to proactively extol our new Satanic morals. It’s not for me. The world will have to go on without me.

I have to wonder what would happen if I took a pro bono case and refused to call a perverted judge or attorney “she.” Thank God I will never find out. Good luck, little pro bono clients. You’re on your own. Someone else will have to help you get your uncontested divorces, undeserved green cards, and DV restraining orders.

I looked at Rachel Levine today; the fat old Jewish guy who wears a dress and serves as Assistant Secretary of Health. His picture should be on the American flag. Get rid of the old flag, which is clearly performative and transphobic. Give the new flag a pink field. Put Rachel’s picture in the middle, and make sure he’s wearing rainbow body paint and nothing else. That’s America. Everyone salute.

Trump may win. Great. A few things may change for the better, temporarily. America will still be lost and no longer worthy of my misguided secular participation.

Yeshua has been rejected. The Holy Spirit has been rejected. Everyone who belongs to them, including me, has been rejected. I’m not going to keep trying to join Satan’s club. If new cheerleader tryouts are held, I will not attend.

Here’s something interesting I just realized: I have never heard anyone in my family talk about our obligations to society. No one ever told me to run for first grade class president or become a hall monitor. My grandfather was a circuit judge, as was his less-gifted son-in-law, and neither of them ever talked about public service. My dad’s first cousin was a circuit judge. My cousin is a prosecutor. His sister got a degree in psychology. My sister was a prosecutor. I never heard any of them talk about our duty to improve society.

My mother got a degree in social work, so there’s that. While doing practical work as a student, she found out that poor black people could be ungrateful and dangerous. One huge crazy guy forced her to run her hands over his face and tell her she and he were the same. Maybe that’s why she quit. She liked helping the individuals who didn’t terrify her, but to get to them, she had to be around the others.

Anyway, I don’t feel like writing about the cat guy in any depth. I might as well go outside and make mud pies, for all the good it would do.

I’m a Qwitter

I joined Twitter around a week ago, and I just deleted my account. I could not take it any more.

Twitter is full of people shrieking at each other and spreading lies, just like Facebook and Instagram. The big difference is that conservatives and Christians are not completely marginalized. Other than that, it seems about the same.

Here’s what happens when you join Twitter. First, no one reads anything you say. Second, two kinds of Twitter users start following you: whores and people who are trying to sell things. The whores are easy to spot because they look like whores and say whorish things. The salesmen are easy to spot because they promote things you can buy, like Bitcoin and get-rich-quick courses. Generally, these people are not verified, and the whores have few or no posts.

It’s just like joining a church.

On the first or second visit, the pastor comes over and tells you how he and his wife love you. They pray for you. Then you never see them again except from your seat, and they spend a lot of their time prying money out of you and discouraging you from having anything to do with other churches.

My dad was an atheist for most of his life, and he really hated preachers. I think my opinion of them may actually be lower than his.

Whores on Twitter. Whores in the pulpit.

Whores, whores, whores. I like saying and writing that word a lot, because this blog is the only place where I’m allowed to say it.

I was allowed to say it on Twitter, and that was good, because whores are a huge problem now, and we need to talk about them a lot. We have whores who are at or close to billionaire status, and they influence many millions of foolish people. They need to be exposed. The privilege of discussing whores was not worth the misery, however.

While I was on Twitter, I was reminded that just about everyone is distant from God and concerned about the kinds of things rats would be concerned about if they were as smart as we are. Admiration. Fame. Money. Vanity. Inflicting pain on other rats. Getting other rats to serve them.

Elon Musk owns Twitter and Tesla, and I kept getting posts about his ridiculous exploding cars. Some were from Tesla, but a lot were from shill accounts. Regular guys who just happened to post about the wonder of Tesla cars 50 times a day. I suppose this means Musk is one of the salesmen who came after me on Twitter, although he didn’t follow me.

I saw numerous vitriolic posts about genocide. Unfortunately, most were supporting genocide and claiming self-defense, by Israel, was genocide. That got tiresome. “Devil” means “slanderer,” and the devil has lots of children.

I saw a lot of posts supporting our dangerous, wrongheaded involvement in Ukraine. We are squandering munitions that will take several years to replace, and China is probably going to invade Taiwan this year while we still have a senile president. I don’t think we should defend Taiwan, but when we decide not to, it shouldn’t be because a demented president and a bunch of Hollywood warmongers made us too weak to make any other decision.

There were a lot of posts from Christians trying to make money. “If you think Jesis is the king of kings, say YES!” Disgusting. I also saw nuts from cults posting garbage blessings over and over. I saw a kook from Bethel–one Coy Barker–doing this many times a day. I don’t know why he doesn’t just go and sell timeshares. “God is going to give you a FINANCIAL MIRACLE this week!” It would be a financial miracle if this guy received a dime from me.

God once said this to me: “I will walk with you through the deep waters.” Spiritually, waters are the voices and words of many beings. Twitter is like a deep lake full of sewage, and when you’re logged in and taking part, it’s like you’re swimming under the surface with your mouth open.

Twitter is like a little model of our filthy world.

Having had my Twitter experience, I now hate this world more than ever. I want to leave, just like I wanted to leave Miami. This is literally the roof of hell. The closer I get to God, the fewer people I can communicate with. I feel like I just landed on another planet. I know there are other people who know God here, but in my life, there are very, very few.

I looked at Zechariah 14 today. Here’s how it starts:

Behold, the day of the Lord cometh, and thy spoil shall be divided in the midst of thee.

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

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

He’s talking about Israel, and these things have not happened yet, so they are about the future. They’re about things that happen to a nation that blasphemes and rejects its Messiah. Rabbis literally make a living from blasphemy. They could write “Blasphemer” on their tax returns.

Israel is not as safe as it should be, so bad things that did not have to happen will happen. October 7 was just the beginning.

Look at what Zechariah described. Houses rifled, women raped, and people being held hostage. That has started. Hamas also rapes and castrates Jewish men and boys, but mercifully, the Bible doesn’t mention that.

God says he will gather all nations against Israel. We are just about there. America is Israel’s biggest ally, and under Democrats, we are joining the other side. Biden hates Netanyahu and calls him obscene names in private, and he is pushing the Jews to call another suicidal ceasefire Hamas can violate a few days later.

Can it be said that we are already against Jerusalem because we would deny the Jews the right to self-defense? I don’t know, but we’re close.

The timing is not clearly explained.

The day of the Lord is the millennium. I have said it was the tribulation, but that’s not quite right. With the Lord, a day is as a thousand years, and the tribulation only lasts 7. I suppose the day of the Lord starts with the marriage of Yeshua, which takes place when the favored are raptured to be God’s guests. For people who reject Yeshua, there will be 7 years of tribulation, but for those who are sufficiently blessed to be raptured, there will be 7 years of celebration at the wedding.

Yeshua will return at the end of the tribulation, to appear publicly and take over the world. This is what is known as the second coming.

So will Jerusalem be besieged right away, before the tribulation, or will it happen during the tribulation? It looks like it will start shortly, meaning Israel will go through another holocaust that lasts at least 7 years.

That makes sense to me, because the Antichrist will appear midway through the tribulation, and he will hate Jews. He will surely be a new Haman. He will probably confirm all the nutty theories about Jews ruining the world and mobilize everyone else to bring a solution to the Jewish Question.

Jews will probably help bring him to power, because he will be an enemy of Christianity and a proponent of secular salvation, which they love. Jews are always looking for a way to fix the world without God, and they constantly vote for their enemies.

It’s surprising they didn’t learn anything from the USSR, which they helped establish. The existence of the phrase “Soviet Jewry” should have made them wonder if they were doing anything wrong. I remember when everyone was concerned about the plight of Soviet Jewry. Israel is full of Jews who left the socialist utopia they helped create, because it abused them.

God has given Israel a great deal of protection since 1948, but it looks like he will remove most of the hedge before long, and America won’t be there for Israel to run to. We’ll be on the other team.

There is prophetic significance to the use of tunnels to attack Israel. When we displease God continually, our enemies and problems grow in places where we can’t see them. Then they pop out suddenly and lay us low. It happened to Belshazzar. It happened to the Philistines; they let Samson grow his hair back.

I would rather see all this come sooner than later. If you have a painful condition that will never heal, it’s better to get the treatment over with instead of prolonging the misery.

The sooner everything blows up, the sooner Yeshua will rule, and we will have a thousand years of peace and love. We will be much happier under a divine dictator who is always right than the fools we elect in our blindness.

You Will Dwell in a Land of Walmarts and Chick-fil-A’s

Life here continues to amaze.

My wife and I have been painting the inside of our house. Today we did some other things. We ordered bedroom furniture and had a fantastic Italian meal at a local restaurant run and staffed by Mexicans.

As we were walking into the furniture store to place our order, I told my wife furniture stores would look a whole lot different if there were no women. Mattresses, recliners and maybe some breakfast tables. That’s all we need.

We went with Amish furniture. This is a type of furniture which is popular these days. It looks very good without actually being made of quality wood. They use alder, a second-tier wood, and put wonderful finishes on it. Are the builders really Amish? Well, they clearly use a lot of power tools, so no.

I mean, they could be Amish. They could be like the Orthodox Jews who spend most of their time trying to figure out how to disobey God. “You can’t turn the heat on on the Sabbath!” “Okay, we’ll hire gentiles to do it!” “We can’t carry stuff on the Sabbath outside our homes!” “Okay, we’ll put a tiny wire around our area and pretend it’s an enclosure, which we’ll pretend is a home!”

Oh, boy. Why can’t they figure out a way to justify bacon?

Maybe the Amish have figured out how to run power tools while pretending they’re not running power tools.

Anyway, we are getting Amish furniture. Good wood is too expensive. I’m not blowing $10,000 on a bedroom.

We looked for used stuff, but there are some problems with that. My wife insists on a king size bed, and they were not popular back when ordinary people owned real furniture. Also, when things turn up, they tend to be huge and ostentatious. Like Oskar Schindler’s stolen bed in the movie.

It’s sad, because you can get quality used furniture for much less than you would pay for new “Amish” furniture.

I don’t know why we can’t get good wood. Russia and China are giant reservoirs of hardwoods. I think. Maybe it’s just Russia.

Our bed will be made of dozens of tiny alder planks glued up into panels. The big trees are gone.

Without getting into TMI material, I will say we need a big bed because a certain person thrashes around all night and throws elbows.

We need a couple of couches. Looks like we’ll be paying at least $5K for those. I want reclining couches. I’ve thought it over. We will never have a hoity-toity Architectural Digest home because I refuse to be afraid of my own furnishings. I refuse to have furniture I’m afraid to sit on all day, with or without pizza and beverages. And we expect to have kids. I’m not stupid enough to put a kid on a $7000 couch.

Reclining couches are not all that chic, and they will clash with the traditional style of the house. Tough. We’re getting them.

I found out most reclining chairs and couches are built to fail in 5 years. The industry couch-stuffing standard is something called 1.8-pound foam. If you want a couch to last, you need 2.5-pound foam. We can pay $2500 for couches the manufacturer fully expects to be junk in 2029, or we can pay considerably more for couches that will make it to 2034.

If you buy a La-Z-Boy reclining couch, you have two options. The reasonably-priced one La-Z-Boy knows will collapse in a hurry, or the one that costs $500 more and lasts twice as long. La-Z-Boy isn’t very honest about it, but they do let people know they can “upgrade” their couches.

Their policy is a problem, because retailers other than La-Z-Boy appear to be unwilling to add the optional padding. Other retailers sell La-Z-Boy cheaper than La-Z-Boy, so if you want the padding, you probably have to go to a La-Z-Boy showroom and pay full retail, on top of shelling out for the foam they should give you by default.

Is La-Z-Boy a good brand? Not really, but there really aren’t many good brands. Companies that were great 5 years ago now sell Chinese junk. Oddly, there is now a Chinese company that sells excellent recliners. It’s called Hydeline. American companies ruined their reputations by selling Chinese garbage, and the Chinese themselves fixed the problem. Really nice.

Hooker. Bradington Young. Go ahead and tell me about the great company that made your recliner, thinking I don’t know about it. I’ve looked them all up. The wonderful chair you bought in 2015 is probably not available now. Best you can do is a copy full of flimsy foam.

I don’t really like Hydeline couches. They don’t look great, and they don’t come in fabric. I may give up and go with La-Z-Boy.

Fabric is actually better than leather. It costs less. It breathes. It’s more comfortable. It’s less likely to be destroyed by spills.

In the far past, leather was for peasants and fabric was for patricians. If you bought an expensive limousine, the driver sat on leather, out in the weather, and you sat inside on fabric. Look it up. Things have changed, and modern people have no idea they’re paying extra for servant trappings.

I’d like to have a leather chair and two fabric couches. Maybe we’ll find what we want.

I love our mattress. It’s a Novaform I got at Costco for my dad. When he died, I cleaned it to surgical standards, and now we use it. I want another foam mattress. They are fantastic. I would never have another pre-2000-technology mattress.

Foam mattresses don’t need box springs. I’m not actually sure why any mattress needs one, but anyway, I want a mattress that sits right on a wooden platform. Foam gives perfect support. It’s cool, which is nice in Florida. It comes with a cover you can take off and submerge in cleaning solution if something bad happens. And it’s cheap.

My mattress cost $500, and it’s still not too far from that. It has a 20-year warranty. I want one as much like it as possible.

At one time, I somehow ended up sleeping on a conventional Sealy mattress my mother had paid over $2000 for. I threw it out. It was like a concrete sidewalk. Never again. If I can get something better for about $500, and it will last 20 years, I’m all over it. If it doesn’t work out, and I can’t return it, I can buy a different $500 mattress the following year and not worry about it.

I like a nice mushy mattress. I don’t know how people sleep on hard ones. What I really like is a somewhat firm mattress with a layer of mushy stuff on top.

Today we went to Sam’s Club to look at their signature foam mattress. I figured we could lie on one so my wife could put it up against her princess genes to prevent her from finding problems with it after purchase. No such luck. Sam’s Club sells mattresses they won’t let you try. But they guarantee them. They must have a huge markup, like conventional mattresses. If they’re willing to pay you to take a nearly-new mattress to the dump and pay you for it, instead of letting you try it in the store, they can’t have paid more than 50 bucks for it.

We left without a mattress. We also went to TJ Maxx so my wife could look at 4,000 pairs of cheap shoes.

So that’s what we did today.

We drove home in the twilight on I-75. It was beautiful out. The temperature was 68 degrees. The sky was kind of a dark lavender above, with darker purple near the horizon. The trailers on the big trucks seemed to shine like silver tea services. The taillights gleamed like backlit rubies. Very odd. I commented on this to my wife, and she agreed.

I told her I had the feeling this area was like a farm where God raised people like livestock. Everything was provided for us. Life was easy. Lots of stores. Not much traffic. Enough good restaurants for a reasonable person. Great people.

She agreed. We are very sheltered.

We talked about our marriage. People told us things would get worse when we were together day after day, but the opposite happened. We had a little friction on a couple of our trips, but here, things go smoother and smoother with the passage of time. We enjoy each other more. We’re not just mates. We’re buddies.

We went home, and I looked at X and saw lunatics making death threats toward conservatives. I saw men trying to breastfeed. It was like spying on a planet where a virus had made everyone insane. I felt like Gulliver checking out the Yahoos.

People are hopeless and angry now. Their lives are falling apart. They’re waiting for civil war. Some look forward to it. They go home and watch violent movies and listen to ghetto whores singing about their vaginas. They go to work and get pushed around by perverts who insist they lie about their genders or get written up.

It’s different with us.

Prayer in tongues is what makes the difference. The more you do it, the more you will be aligned with God and others who pray in tongues. I wake up at night and hear my wife praying and singing in the master closet. I wake up in the morning and pray in tongues silently while she sleeps next to me. It works. God has graciously given us the ability to make ourselves do it.

I believe God moves people away from Yahoos as they draw closer to him. I believe he pushes people into lower circumstances as they move away. I think prisons are full of people who are far from God. They are moving toward hell, and prisons are about as close to hell as you can get while you’re alive.

I think God moves Spirit-filled, cooperative people to places like the county where I live. Maybe there is a nicer county we’ll be moved to if we keep cooperating. Eventually, we will be raptured to an even better place, or we will die and go to heaven. That’s how it looks to me.

I don’t believe people who are really close to God and highly informed live in defeat. The Bible says such people are blessed and victorious. How can you be victorious if you live in defeat?

I hear singing right now.

I’m not claiming we’re good people. There are no good people. We are rewarded for listening and cooperating, not for perfection.

Time to have a beer and see what the wife is up to. I hope God sees fit to keep us separated from the insanity.

Back to the Twitterbox

I decided to create a Twitter account (again) to see what it was like to be on social media, say things that were obviously true, and not see them deleted right away or receive a ban or suspension. I also wanted to receive news that was concealed by the MSM, other social sites, and our government. I wanted information to counter the constant flow of lies. I also wanted to post things God had told me.

It has been interesting. It’s really something to be able to post words like “whore” and “Nazi” again. It’s amazing to be able to write about ivermectin on a social site. When I first signed up, I felt intoxicated by the freedom everyone in America had until maybe 15 years ago. That’s sad and telling. Look what leftists have done to us.

I said I felt like an old circus bear in Azerbaijan, cautiously sniffing the grass as activists tried to release me from a steel box. Since then, however, X has worn on me.

I feel like I’m visiting New York or Miami. I feel tired and alienated. I’m tired of swimming in the hostility of modern culture, and I am reminded that I can’t really be part of the world. I feel frustrated because I see people doing and saying so many stupid things I can’t help them stop doing and saying. They’re so proud, it’s like they’re deaf. Grown people, showing off their mud pies.

I wonder if Yeshua feels this way. He sits on the outside, watching determinedly trashy damned people he can’t do anything to help.

I see a lot of conservatives who are no better off than the leftists they zing over and over. They think Trump and other politicians can solve our problems. They don’t even mention Yeshua. They’re “big tent” people. Bring the atheists in. Bring Jews and Hindus and Muslims in. We’re all brother conservatives.

Conservatism is correct, and God is conservative, but conservatism won’t save us. Holiness is what saves nations, and you don’t get it by compromising and letting people who hate Yeshua lead. Conservatism without Yeshua is just another Satanic cult. It’s like Mormonism.

I see a lot of conservative lies. The problem can’t compare to the problem of leftist lies. Leftism is built on a foundation of lies, and leftists endorse lying. But it’s still bad. People are posting debunked theories and bad syllogisms and comparisons. Lies don’t help anyone, and they ruin the credibility of the people who think they’re trying to fix America.

Without credibility, there is no power.

I’ve also seen a lot of blatant racism from conservatives. Blacks, people say, are “low IQ people” who can’t control their impulses. We are told they still belong in the jungle.

You’re supposed to “follow” a few people on Twitter, so I followed Scott Adams. I wanted to see what he was really like. He was canceled after an angry rant about black Americans.

He is still angry, and he is very tiresome. He floods the web with posts conveying his anger. I haven’t seen him say anything helpful or pleasant yet, although he does say a lot of intelligent things.

I find his Israel/Gaza position confusing. He has said a lot of supportive, i.e. correct, things about Israel, but one of his posts seemed to excoriate Israel for going too far. Maybe I misunderstood.

Let’s talk about felony murder.

Let’s say I take over a WaWa and hold people hostage. The police shoot at me to save the hostages. A hostage is killed.

Who gets tried for murder? The police, of course!

NO. I get tried for murder, even though I didn’t kill anyone. It’s called “felony murder,” and the idea is that I am responsible for contributing to the killing of others when my crimes lead to the killing.

I can be tried for murder if the police kill my accomplice, which is more like what’s happening in Gaza.

Hamas is holding the entire population of Gaza hostage. They can’t leave. Hamas puts weapons and various terrorist facilities in hospitals, mosques, and schools and requires civilians to continue using them. Israel absolutely must continue the war to prevent more Hamas murders, rapes of women and girls, and sodomy of Jewish men and boys. Israel strives to avoid killing civilians, to the point where many Jewish lives are being lost, but it can only do so much.

In Florida, Hamas would be guilty of felony murder. In Gaza, the same principle applies.

The principle is stronger in Gaza because Gazans are accomplices. Very few of them failed to vote for Hamas, and they knew exactly what Hamas would do to Jews. Very few of them do not support Hamas right now, even though they are all hostages. “Civilians” caused this problem and cheered the actions of the subhuman pigs who left their pen and attacked innocent unarmed Jews. They are getting justice, not unprovoked genocide.

Hamas has always had the power to surrender and end this situation, just as an armed nut in a WaWa would have the power to lie down and accept arrest. The guilt is ALL on Hamas and Gazans.

Scott Adams is very smart, so I would expect him to agree with this, but I don’t know. I unfollowed him because being bombarded with his depressing posts was a downer with little up side.

I have been followed by three accounts: all women. One had a profile photo displaying her grotesquely-enhanced buttocks in yoga pants. This is what happens when you join X. Fake accounts show up and follow you, and their creators hope you will follow them back in order to see more buttocks or whatever. This seems to work really well. Any moderately-attractive woman who is willing to display body parts can be a quick success on the web.

I haven’t reciprocated.

I feel like dumping X again. The feed is like a prison. It’s like being trapped in a tiny cell in hell with Libs of Tiktok and Lara Logan. It’s not that the people in my feed are so bad; it’s that I can’t seem to break out of it.

As of today, I have subscribed for $3 per month. I wanted to be able to publish longer posts. Oddly, now that I’ve subscribed, the content seems more varied. Is that how it works? Guess I’ll find out.

It may seem odd to subscribe when I’m thinking about quitting, but I want to know what I’m giving up before I check out.

Here’s something funny: X will not let you use Paypal to subscribe. Elon Musk, the X-Man himself, started Paypal. I guess his affection has withered since the breakup.

If I quit, I’ll be losing my whole three-dollar investment. Life is full of risk.

I’ll probably write about this again if I quit.

Trump Go Fund Me Established to Vex Sadistic ‘Flakes

I have been saying someone should open a website to collect money to pay Donald Trump’s bills. I don’t mean his legal fees. I mean the verdicts themselves.

He has a PAC called Save America, and it has paid toward his fees, but I see no indication that it will help with the actual verdicts. It doesn’t do him much good to avoid paying his lawyers if he’s still on the hook for $400 million.

A lady in Miami has started a Go Fund Me to pay off the verdicts, and it’s up to about $450K. If everyone who voted for Trump sent 10 dollars, Trump would be in the black by nine figures, even after gift tax. I have no problem with this. It’s legal to give strangers money.

The bulk of the verdicts will go to New York City, which will lose it paying off illegal aliens, so I don’t care about that. Some will go to the lady who seriously claimed it was possible to rape someone at Bergdorf Goodman during business hours. Oh, well. She’s cursed no matter what she gets, so I can live with knowing I sent her money.

The Bible says we should not give to the rich, but this is a special case. This guy is our friend, and he was victimized because of it.

Leftist-controlled Go Fund Me has not taken the page down yet. Maybe they’re afraid to do that. If you’re interested, here is the link the MSM will never publish: LINK.

The verdicts will probably be slashed on appeal. I don’t care. Go buy yourself another jet, Mr. President. Enjoy life.

They Will Definitely Work, and Not Kill Too Many People, if we Just Give Them One More Chance

I thought covid was over, but then I live in a pretty sane county in a pretty sane state (if you don’t count the blue areas).

I just saw some not-bright MSM journalists talking about the importance of the new boosters as well as news concerning the isolation period.

1. I feel sure the new boosters are just as effective, harmless, and necessary as the old ones.

2. “Isolation period”?

When the vaccines came out, I rejected the mRNA shots because people who seemed to know what they were talking about said they might be dangerous, and they were also new, as medical technology went. Turned out I was right. Otherwise-healthy people are dying left and right from cardiac arrest caused by mRNA shots, and the CDC admits it.

I was eager to take the conventional shots because I figured we knew how to make conventional vaccines, and I believed the people who said they would work. Wrong on both counts. They have been banned because they cause blood clots. Better than dropping dead, I guess.

The vaccines turned out to be ineffective at preventing covid, and when I got covid before getting a shot, it was mild, so I was never at risk of serious problems, unless you count the ones the shots cause. When I get covid now, I only know it for one reason: beer tastes bad for a few days. That’s the terrifying disease I risked my life and my wife’s life to prevent.

The shots do not work well. They are not very good at preventing severe symptoms or death. They do kill a certain number of people, and it really is true that most people who die from covid are vaccinated. Why are they still pushing them?

If it’s for the vulnerable, fine. For me, they serve no purpose, and they may do great harm.

As for the isolation period, I truly had no idea there was one. I remember that stuff from 2020, but I thought it was over with.

Here’s a huge problem with the isolation approach: while it may restrain a certain number of people who have obvious symptoms, it does nothing to discourage people who have no idea they’re sick, and at this point, that probably means a billion people at any given time.

I had covid last week. I had no idea until the beer tasted bad. I wandered around at will, spewing viruses willy-nilly. My wife’s sense of smell dropped off a few days back, and she had no other symptoms. She spread gigantic numbers of angry viruses before she had any idea what was going on. There are probably billions of people who get sick and never know it. How will keeping a few people home make a real difference in transmission rates?

“If it saves even one life, it’s worth it.” No, it isn’t. If that argument made sense, we would never build another bridge. On average, really big construction projects take more than one life each. Should we go live in ditches covered with sheets of cardboard?

About 10 people died during the construction of the Burj Khalifa. The number is considered so unremarkable, they haven’t even figured out and published the precise figure. Who would want to visit Dubai if there were nothing but sand dunes and camel poop? Imagine how many families live on income generated by the existence of the Burj Khalifa.

Here’s what I said when covid popped up: let’s keep the fat, sick, and old at home and leave everyone else alone to face the tiny, tiny risk of serious illness. That advice looks really good right now, because the fat, sick, and old are out there in Walmarts and restaurants, sitting next to asymptomatic people who have no idea they are spraying viruses in every direction.

When you have a bubble boy, you put the bubble around the boy, not the world.

I never cease to be shocked and disturbed by the poor mental faculties of journalists.

They’re like mynah birds. Or actors. They mimic intelligent beings beautifully, but it’s nothing more than mimicry.

Obvious limitations notwithstanding, they generally manage to be smug and condescending anyway.

Anyway, beer tastes good again, so I have that going for me.

Here I Am, Stuck in the Middle With Jesus

Teh crazy lies thickly upon us like a fog composed of atomized PCP.

The left is corrupt and insane. Far more corrupt and insane than the political right. But we are not helping ourselves by failing to acknowledge the nutwads among us.

Today I started reading an article about the unconstitutional ways Aunt Sam (don’t judge) surveils us these days, and the article said this:

Last August, an FBI squad gunned down Craig Robertson, a 75-year-old woodworker, for things he had allegedly posted online. The killing was reportedly under review by the FBI’s Inspection Division, but as of this writing there has been no investigation by Congress. As members may have noted, the FBI now operates along partisan lines.

Sounds bad. Like Ruby Ridge and Waco. I looked it up to learn more about the FBI’s egregious misdeeds.

Turns out this guy was as crazy as a tree full of coons. He was “they-worthy.”

He threatened to murder Joe Biden and Alvin Bragg, and he said he was headed for New York to carry out his plans for Bragg. He went to Truth Social and posted this:

Heading to New York to fulfill my dream of iradicating [sic] another of George Soros two-but [sic] political hach [sic] DAs. I’ll be waiting in the courthouse parking garage with my suppressed Smith & Wesson M&P 9mm to smoke a radical fool prosecutor that should never have been elected. I want to stand over Bragg and put a nice hole in his forehead with my 9mm and watch him twitch as a drop of blood oozes from the hole as his life ebbs away to hell!!

BYE, BYE, TO ANOTHER CORRUPT BASTARD!!!

The FBI got a warrant. They showed up at his house with lots of equipment, which was good for him, because the more protection they had, the more likely they were to be able to take him alive and get him the drugs or padded walls he needed.

He cursed the FBI and refused to come out. Shots rang out. They shot him. They tried to revive him. He died at the scene.

Where is the problem here? For once, the FBI did everything right.

This guy had no business owning guns. He needed to be confined. There was a need to figure out whether he needed psychiatric treatment or a prison cell. No doubt about it. The FBI had an obligation to throw a net over him, bring him in, and lock up his weapons.

He’s not much like the kids the bumbling idiot Janet Reno killed needlessly in Waco.

Conservatives choose too many of the wrong battles.

This all serves to illustrate a point: though God is indisputably conservative, conservatism is not holiness, and conservatives–even those who nominal or true Christians–are not immune to the delusions that come from the spirit of antichrist.

You can be a true Christian and not know the Holy Spirit. If that’s you, you are vulnerable to Satanic delusion. If you’re not praying in tongues, you’re not hearing from God, but you are hearing from people and spirits that lie all day. You have no help. You have no source of information strong enough to outweigh the garbage that goes into your head all day.

Robertson was a pagan. Specifically, he was a Mormon. Mormons are not Christians. They believe Jesus is God, but they don’t believe in salvation by faith, and they don’t know the Holy Spirit. They have all sorts of sick, demonic practices. For all we know, Robertson was communing with the white salamander or the demon Moroni or the ghost of George Romney. It wasn’t the Holy Spirit who told him to shoot an admittedly twisted, bigoted prosecutor.

When we start seeing armed battles between trannies, homosexuals, Antifers, and Muslims on one side, and Christian militia nuts on the other, it won’t be because God told the militia nuts to mobilize. It will be because Satan is commanding both sides.

The truth has gotten lost, and while the right has more of the remnants of the truth than the left, there is no shortage of nutty, dangerous conservatives who don’t know God.

But Vivek Ramaswamy is a topic for another day.

Teflon Don Slips Away Again

I watched a little bit of Fani Willis’s hysterical, implausible testimony today, at an evidentiary hearing to determine whether she should be removed from Donald Trump’s Georgia election case due to a conflict of interest. The hearing will continue tomorrow.

Let me save you some time. She will be forced off the case. She is likely to have serious problems with the Georgia Bar. She could also be tried for perjury.

I would say that she won’t be disqualified because she’s a leftist, but the judge hearing the evidence was the vice president of his law school’s chapter of the Federalist Society, so it’s not like one lawyer with an entitled ghetto mindset is looking after another.

Fani Willis did not grow up in a ghetto. Her dad was an attorney. But she has the entitled, emotionalist, race-card-playing ghetto outlook just the same. She has an ego the size of Ayers Rock, and she flies off the handle when challenged.

You don’t have to prove a prosecutor is an ax murderer to get him booted off a case. You just have to show an actual conflict of interest exists. Willis has one.

Willis has a sexual relationship with lawyer Nathan Wade. She paid him a lot of money to work on the Trump case, even though he’s not a prosecutor. He’s a tort lawyer. Wade took her on expensive vacations, for which he paid. Money in, vacations out. Conflict of interest.

Has this all been proven? No, but her defenses are ridiculous.

She admits she had a sexual relationship with Wade, but she claims it started in 2022, after he started working with her. Sadly for her, a friend of hers swears she saw them kissing and hugging in 2019. Whom will the judge believe? A combative, arrogant prosecutor who has to be admonished on the stand repeatedly about professionalism, or a disinterested party?

Sorry if I’m harsh, but Willis is a fat, ugly older woman with a nasty personality, and Wade is the most desirable type of male in America: a tall, straight, reasonably good-looking black man in a profession. It makes sense that she would demand that he escort her on trips as payback for improper and excessive fees for services he was not well-equipped to provide. It would be odd for what is now known as a “high-value man” to run off to exotic locations with an old woman who is unattractive and incapable of having children. Nathan Wade can crook his finger and have all sorts of beautiful, compliant young black women trample each other to be with him. Black women compete furiously for males who have money, degrees, and clean rap sheets.

Willis and Wade claim she repaid him for the vacations in cash. No adult who isn’t on drugs will buy that, and the judge isn’t on drugs. She claims she keeps up to $15000 in cash in her house. Very few people do things that stupid, and a single woman who has put a lot of vicious criminals in jail would be the last person to do it. It has to be a lie. Her denials may force the involvement of a forensic accountant, and then she and Wade may find out that lying about large financial transactions is not as simple as they thought. If you say your dog ate your homework, a forensic accountant will stick his finger down the dog’s throat.

You can say you paid cash, but you eventually have to show where it came from in a case like this. An accountant can look at all your accounts and recorded transactions. He can look at your financial past. If Willis was making big cash withdrawals, it will show. If not, where did the money come from? If Wade doesn’t have big deposits to show, why not? They’ll have to explain or take the Fifth. If they take the Fifth, they’ll be abandoning their defense to a large degree, and it will also draw the interest of the bar, possibly spurring criminal investigations.

In a criminal context, a finder of fact is not allowed to infer anything when a witness invokes the Fifth Amendment. In a civil context, at least in federal court, an inference may be drawn if there is other evidence of criminality. I don’t know if that applies here. I don’t know if this hearing, though contained within a criminal trial, is a civil matter. I assume it is, since Willis and Wade are not defendants. Anyway, in any context, invoking the Fifth can spur the bar or law enforcement to follow up and investigate. They are not finders of fact.

Women are afraid of being robbed. They are afraid of making big withdrawals. Many women will not use an ATM card because they don’t like to carry cash. It’s common for women to delay other customers in checkout lines by writing checks for things like one tube of toothpaste. A female prosecutor would be more wary than most. Not less.

Maybe Trump can’t prove Willis didn’t pay Wade in cash, but there is zero evidence she paid, and I guarantee you, the evidence will be consistent with her not paying. The judge can take notice of that.

The standard of proof in Trump’s trial is reasonable doubt, and that’s a tough standard to meet. The evidentiary hearing is not a criminal trial, however. As far as I can tell by Googling, the standard is somewhat lower. I think Wade and Willis are lying, because the alternative is absurd, and I think Judge McAfee knows it and may be willing to allow further investigation to expose their dishonesty.

As for trouble with the bar, a lawyer can’t lie to a tribunal. In Georgia, you can be suspended or disbarred for this. The Trump case has an extremely high profile, and bar associations are all about public relations. They are all about convincing the public lawyers can be relied upon to police themselves. They struggle to make us look honest. I think Willis will get a suspension at the very least, and if that happens, she can forget about working as a public-sector attorney. This may not happen, though, if the bar is sufficiently packed with DEI hires and appointees. That race card is some card.

As for perjury, I looked at the Georgia law, and it appears Willis and Wade are guilty. Here are the elements:

1. Knowingly and willfully making a false statement,
2. Material to the issue or point in question,
3. While under oath in a judicial proceeding.

An evidentiary hearing is a judicial proceeding. Lies about reimbursement and the timing of the relationship are material to the issue of conflict. Willis and Wade swore under oath, and they certainly knew what was true and what was not.

I say she will be forced off the case, but I admit, that depends on the judge and Trump’s lawyers. If he is not determined to learn the facts, the judge will wrap the hearing up and say, “He said, she said,” and give up. If he takes the conflict and dishonesty issues seriously, he will let things continue until the truth is known.

Trump has a history of hiring stupid, crooked, and/or senile lawyers, so I don’t know if his current representation is smart enough to investigate Willis and Wade correctly.

I assume the burden of investigation is on Trump, since the court itself is not after Willis and Wade, the bar is not involved, and Willis and Wade are not being prosecuted yet.

My strong bet: Willis will be out on Monday. If the judge thinks either of these characters lied to him under oath, he will refer them to the Georgia Bar and possibly the Georgia Bureau of Investigation.

I have read that if she is disqualified, her whole office is disqualified. If that’s so, who continues the case? Maybe someone who is less deranged and determined. Someone who didn’t campaign using an unethical promise to destroy one private citizen, before she had any evidence of wrongdoing. Good news for Trump.

This is my semi-baked, one-hour analysis, which is all you get unless you pay me. Let’s see what happens.

“They” is the New “Beta”

So the perversion tsunami that is drowning the world has hit close to home. My buddy Mike has a son who is about 32, and he has informed Mike that his pronouns are “he” and “they.”

I’ll call the son Buford. Buford is going to play music at some kind of event, and Buford told Mike his friend James (real name) will also be playing. James has an album coming out.

Mike has tried to explain James to me, but, possibly because I care so little about understanding and pretending to validate lunacy, I have not made a good effort to commit it all to memory. I seem to recall Mike saying James is not a full-throttle homosexual. I may be wrong, but I think James is like Schrodinger’s cat. Not sure of his sex or preference until sufficient observation has been done.

I think James is like Schrodinger’s particles because his nature literally does not exist until someone else observes it. It’s all performative, to use one of the left’s favorite words. Leftist grandstanders shape themselves to get approval, admiration, and lots of juicy, profitable pity from those around them.

In a phone call, Mike stepped on some landmine of manipulation or other. I think he slipped and called James “he,” but I’m not sure. Anyway, Buford flipped out and told Mike, who is an extremely self-sacrificing dad and supports him and his race-card-tossing wife at every turn, that he was being disrespectful. A long, unfruitful conversation ensued.

I don’t think Buford has treated Mike respectfully for a long time, but let’s ignore that.

I could not understand what was going on with Buford. Was he a sodomite? Was he straight? Was he just adopting a pronoun because all the cool kids had one?

Mike tried to clarify. Buford says other men are more masculine than he is, so I suppose that would be people like Mike Tyson and Phil Robertson. He sees himself as arty and not possessed of a highly masculine presence, but he is not collecting Ethel Merman LP’s or coaching wrestling for the wrong reasons. He is straight. Because there are men he feels are more masculine than he is, however, he has decided he needs a pronoun. Not a full set of retch-inducing custom pronouns. So far, it looks like it’s just “they.” Subtle, unprepossessing and tasteful, but it makes a quiet statement, and it goes with anything from skinny jeans to a little black dress.

So now you get pronouns for being gay, bisexual, and having other abhorrent sexual disorders, but you also get one simply for being a regular guy who doesn’t look like the WWE uses him to test new steroids. For being a beta.

The obvious question: if pronouns are for people who have been oppressed, what is a straight beta doing with one? Who is oppressing betas?

Okay, sure, being a beta may get your underpants pulled over your head a few times when you’re young, but no one calls you a pervert or sends you to a special camp for beta conversion therapy. Catholics never burned betas for being beta. Betas do all right. Nixon and Carter were betas. Obama is a beta. Bill Gates. Steve Jobs. Bezos. Jay Leno. I love and respect Rand Paul, but he’s beta all the way.

Here is my take: Buford is a heterosexual, and he sees perverts all around him claiming pronouns, lecturing and hectoring normal people, getting their way when they’re wrong, and being given things they don’t deserve. He sees them getting admiration and attention. His own wife is partly black, so she gets to play the race card. He’s jealous, so he wants a card of his own to play.

He feels left out.

I think he is also controlled by demons that warp his perception and tell him being emotional is better than being rational.

He has said some pretty nutty things. Back when BLM was burning cities, he said he was terrified because his wife could be dragged out of a car at any minute and beaten to death by police. He didn’t mean this could happen at a rally. He didn’t mean the cops were angry because of all the BLM stuff that was happening. He was talking about day-to-day life, as it existed before, during, and after BLM’s racist, terrorist riots. She goes to the grocery to buy non-GMO gay-friendly tofu, she starts to drive home, and the cops give her a pit maneuver followed by the Reginald Denny treatment.

Reginald Denny was white, she is partly black, and Denny’s assailants were all black, but you get the idea.

Call it the Yankel Rosenbaum treatment if you prefer.

I don’t believe Mike is taking the right approach by discussing this stuff with him at length, patiently. Mike thinks that if he flat-out says all this stuff is insane, which it is, he will lose his relationship with his son. I can’t relate. I would tell him exactly what I thought. I think treating his zany claims as though they were worthy of respect is enablement, plain and simple. I think Buford needs to see how sane, rational people react to patent lunacy.

If my wife woke up tomorrow and started telling me she was a chicken, because some wokiee nutjob had opened her eyes with leftist theory, I would tell her she had a major screw loose.

After we heard Mike’s story, I asked my wife if she thought we should be sterilized.

I was not completely serious.

I told her she needed to know that liberal educators had made America’s young extremely stupid. For decades, they have taught them that every opinion is valid. As a result, they seriously believe it is wrong to take a firm position on anything.

Let me clarify. It’s wrong to take a firm position on anything, unless it’s a baseless leftist position. THOSE are factual, and people who disagree are not merely indisputably wrong, but dangerous. Their opinions are violence.

Figure that out. Every opinion has to be taken seriously, unless it conflicts with what far-left mental cases say.

If I tell everyone I know that I’m a petunia, they are required to agree with me, and those who refuse to lie will have their social and financial opportunities cut to the bone. If I say a woman can’t have a penis, I’m the one who gets banished. I’m the one who is committing violence.

May God rapture us this very afternoon. This is too much.

Robert Hur; Defense Attorney and Prosecutor All in One

It amazes me how often Alan Dershowitz agrees with me.

Dershowitz is lauded as a true legal genius, if it’s possible for works of genius to exist in a field where true brilliance is unnecessary and not helpful. People talk about him as though he were the law’s Johnny von Neumann.

I didn’t say “Einstein,” because von Neumann was smarter than Einstein.

What about me? Well, I got a lot of B’s at my second-tier law school. A law school B is like an undergrad A, but still. I rarely visited the library. I did very little except right before exams. I drank a lot. I had a girlfriend. I was never invited to join the law review. I graduated cum laude, but that’s like being employee of the month at Arby’s. Summa is somewhat impressive, but magna and cum are not.

Graduate from college summa cum laude in physics, and you will really impress me. In law, all it means is that you’re pretty smart and you love to study. It also means you didn’t write anything in your exams that offended your deranged Stalinist professors, and it may also mean you’re black, Latin, or homosexual.

I don’t know if Dershowitz is an actual genius, but he’s very smart, and he’s fair. Functionally, fair people are more intelligent than unfair people, because unfair people reject things their reason tells them are true. Dershowitz is smart, and he knows more about law than I ever will. He’s like a student who never stopped cramming for the bar exam.

I mean a student who PASSED and never stopped cramming. Not someone who crams because they fail repeatedly. I know some of those.

Dershowitz just came out with criticism of the report special counsel Robert Hur just filed about Joe Biden’s criminal possession and distribution of multiple classified documents, which occurred over several decades and involved a dirty, messy garage which was open to his drug addict son, who is rumored to have had sex with a Chinese spy.

What does Dershowitz say? He says pretty much what I said. Basically, Dershowitz’s position is that Hur says Biden is guilty, but he refuses to prosecute anyway, and the reason is that he is afraid Biden will win a jury’s sympathy by selling himself as a well-intended elderly man with a bad memory.

Unlike me, Dershowitz goes on to talk about how improper this is. I don’t know a whole lot about criminal law. I do know that prosecutors and even police make unfair decisions every day, deciding whom to release and whom to nail to the wall, and courts have no problem with it even though it violates the Constitution’s Equal Protection Clause.

Prosecutorial discretion is a fact of life, and it will never go away, so I don’t think about it all that much. The justice system is not just. It never was. Like my dad said, its purpose is to end conflicts, not to bring justice. You say you got cheated in your divorce settlement? I believe you. That’s because the court’s real function was to put an end to your squabbling with your ex-wife. The judge probably made some effort to do the right thing, but maybe he didn’t. Tough. The best way to get justice is to avoid letting things make it to court.

“Trump’s case was worse! He did things Biden didn’t do!” Maybe, although it’s risky to say things like that without seeing all the evidence. Doesn’t matter ONE BIT. A felony is a felony. We don’t prosecute bad, bad felonies and leave bad felonies alone. Go commit a silly felony, like driving over 100 miles per hour in the wrong state, and see if the judge lets you go because it’s a bad felony but not a bad, bad felony.

If you’re guilty of one felony, no matter how little harm you’ve done, they’re supposed to indict, arrest, and prosecute you. You could go through all these things and then get a plea bargain and avoid a felony conviction if you pucker up and kiss whatever has to be kissed. You’re not supposed to get a lollipop and be sent home with a clean record, without even being booked. You should be indicted, arrested, and prosecuted. None of those things will happen to Biden, who unquestionably committed multiple serious felonies over decades.

“Your honor, my client murdered three children, but his cousin murdered three children and was also a habitual litterbug, so while I agree that the cousin should go to the death chamber, it’s clear that my client’s charges should be dismissed with prejudice.”

No.

Hur’s weird, shockingly honest reason for not prosecuting felon Joe Biden is that he’s afraid he’ll lose the case. Was he drunk when he wrote his report? What a great example of “I said the quiet part out loud.”

“I can’t indict, because I’m trying to get in bed with a sexy court reporter who voted for Biden.” “I can’t indict, because the other students in my hot yoga class will stop talking to me.” “I can’t indict because I like hanging out on Rehoboth Beach.” No difference. A prosecutor doesn’t let trivial personal interests deter him from doing what he swore to do.

It’s a shockingly stupid reason. He’s more worried about a tiny professional embarrassment than he is about prosecuting MULTIPLE FELONIES. Every prosecutor loses cases. Hur has lost many cases. It’s all in a day’s work. Imagine your doctor refusing to treat you because you might die.

Every day, prosecutors go easy on defendants they don’t think they can convict, but they’re not supposed to roll over and show their bellies PRIOR TO ARREST. They should indict anyway. If you think you’re likely to lose, you offer a plea after indictment. You don’t say, “I would rather see you get away with a crime than look bad in one of the thousands of cases I will handle during my life.”

Now people who are too stupid to understand the law are running around saying Trump is guilty but Biden isn’t. They’re saying Hur said Biden was not guilty. No; he said he was definitely guilty. He just decided not to do his job.

He thinks a jury will love cuddly, befuddled Uncle Joe. Hello? That’s what jury selection is for. Every competent lawyer strives to get the most biased jury conceivable without violating the law or the canons of ethics. Hur apparently knows he is incapable of making an effective attempt to get a good jury. Who admits that in a publicized report?

The best lawyers do not work for the government, unless you count a few scholarly judges who don’t represent anyone.

Once again, the gander gets sauce, but the goose gets a pat on the head and a juicy reprieve. Conservatives are blatantly abused and oppressed every day, by the government their confiscated tax dollars supports. And when civil war breaks out, leftists will say they have no idea what conservatives are mad about.

Comforting Lies Take People to Hell

So today my Uncle Bert is in hell, in all likelihood. His daughter texted me to tell me he had died. But I received a comforting message saying he kept his independence until a week and a half ago, and he was still able to play golf.

When people die in sin, we sit around and talk about how wonderful they were, no matter how rotten or annoying they actually were. We lionized Elvis Presley, who rolled off the toilet dead, obese and full of drugs plus a hard stool six inches in diameter, at the age of 42. We say he joined heaven’s band, along with Jimi Hendrix and Janis Joplin, who are actually in hell with him, screaming and crying in darkness.

Elvis was a hypocrite. As a mediocre singer who filled women with lust, he made gospel albums that made flighty girls sweat and pant, but if you go to Youtube right now, you can find video of him bragging to his sycophants about the oral sex he received from ladies he didn’t know very well. He died next to a toilet in a bathroom attached to a bedroom where his girlfriend was in the bed where they fornicated. If he’s not in hell, his salvation is an unlikely major triumph for Yeshua.

We like to sit around tables after people die, telling funny stories about them, even if we are pretty sure they’re in hell. Preachers who have no guts take money to stand beside freshly-dug holes, telling people they just met how much the deceased were loved.

I don’t believe in personal revisionist history. It does no one any good to tell pleasant lies about the dead. I believe we should speak ill of the dead, just as the Bible does, when it’s appropriate. The cultural practice of shaming those who speak ill of the dead comes from our pagan past, from morons who worshiped trees and rocks. It’s not a Christian tradition. Pagans were afraid the spirits of the dead would take offense and come after them.

Incredibly, the Jews are still concerned about their dealings with the dead. Most people don’t know this, but Jews pray for their dead, and they believe in reincarnation. They pray to the dead, just like Catholics. These pagan contaminations of doctrine are kept quiet, but they exist.

I speak ill of the dead all of the time, just as the Bible does. Cautionary tales shouldn’t go to waste.

Today I started talking about the horrible things my family members had done, and my wife got a little tired of it, but I reminded her of this: if we forget these things, our children will relive them. Then she understood.

Bert married my dad’s older sister, Ardell. Far as I can tell, she was a psychopath. My dad had a little of that, too, and in my opinion, my sister is a complete psychopath. It’s a condition that involves arrogance, total selfishness, dishonesty, an inability to feel shame, and the destruction of other people for selfish ends as well as sadistic pleasure.

Ardell was very overweight, and when she met Bert, she had a daughter from a man she had divorced. Bert had 4 kids, I believe. I am not close to my dad’s side of the family, but I have counted them up, and I’m nearly certain there were 4. One died when I was in my twenties, and I didn’t send a card, make any calls, or go to a funeral.

Bert was a Mormon, but he was also an atheist, which is less crazy than being a Mormon. Ardell was also an atheist.

My dad’s mother was kind of an empty skin. I have no idea what she believed, but I doubt she ever had a spiritual thought in her life. She had no impact on my life. Didn’t send Christmas or birthday presents. Never called. Didn’t help my mother after my sister and I were born. Lived in an apartment conspicuously free of books. She took her kids to the Presbyterian church when they were young, but it didn’t stick. It may have been my grandfather who took them. He was a politician. He died during World War Two, from drinking poisonous moonshine. He was an alcoholic who beat my grandmother in public.

I didn’t really know my cousins. My dad had another sister, and she had two kids. One died at 18. I didn’t send a card, call, or go to the funeral. I don’t know the other one. I knew the parents a little. My Uncle Johnny called me out of the blue from a nursing home last year.

I have opinions. My opinion is that Bert wanted a maid and Ardell wanted any kind of husband. I don’t recall any evidence that they felt affection for each other.

Ardell used to beat Bert’s youngest child, whom I will call Mary, since she is still alive. I barely know her, but I know we hit it off on the few occasions when we saw each other. She was very kind and gentle. Lacking affection for her stepdaughter, Ardell tormented her. She used to give her own daughter candy and let her eat it in front of Mary. When Mary and the other daughter slept in the same bed, Ardell would rest her weight on Mary while leaning across the bed to kiss her own daughter good night.

Bert and Ardell made their kids take jobs. The kids looked after the house. They worked and bought their own clothes. They resented Bert and Ardell, for good reason. Kids should do chores, but they’re not mules.

Bert liked to travel and fish, and he bought an RV. He and Ardell traveled all over the US. One of his sons became an airline pilot, so Bert and Ardell got cheap flights, and they made the most of it. Travel, fishing, and golf seemed to be their reasons for living, and my impression is that Ardell was much less excited about these things than Bert, but as an obese, hard-voiced, mannish woman with kids and a not-winning personality, she didn’t rock the boat.

When I was young, I liked Bert well enough, mostly because he was nicer than Ardell, which is saying little. As I grew older, he wore on me. I can tell stories.

My dad took them to the Bahamas on his boat. I took two adult friends with me. On big boats, everyone helps clean up and keep things orderly. Even guests. When we would dock the boat, Bert would put a chair on the dock, crack open a Coors Light, which he called “Silver Bullets,” and watch the rest of us work. Once he told me we had missed a spot, and I yelled, “WE’RE SHORTHANDED.”

Bert and Ardell came to visit one Christmas, along with Johnny, his wife, and the daughter I didn’t know. We were going to fish on the boat and use my dad’s shared condo at Ocean Reef, a resort for the wealthy. Bert would get to fish AND play golf for nothing. Score!

Bert didn’t tell us he had norovirus. Not until people started getting sick.

I moved onto the boat, abandoning my stranger-relatives, whom I didn’t really want to get to know better. Everyone started throwing up and running for the toilet every half an hour. I eventually got sick, too, because Bert didn’t tell us he was sick until I had been exposed.

Norovirus is only spread through feces, so Bert had been putting his hands in communal dishes without washing them properly, while sick with norovirus.

I could tell my cousin was offended when I went to the boat. My mother thought I was rude. I didn’t care. I didn’t know these people. What did I care about their feelings? They were going to disappear after Christmas. That actually happened. I didn’t see my cousin again for about 25 years. If she thought I was a jerk, it didn’t impact my life. I’ll never see her again.

My mother was the only one who didn’t get sick. I have no idea how she avoided it.

That’s one Bert story.

On another occasion, my dad took Bert and Ardell to the Bahamas on the boat. On the return trip, the water was very rough. Ten-foot seas. My mother and I tried to get my dad to wait, but he was a poor seaman, and he mistakenly thought his boat was big enough for any kind of sea.

Before we passed Spanish Wells, a whites-only island in the Bahamas, things started flying around inside the boat. Ardell, knowing very little about seamanship, started climbing the ladder to the flybridge so she could see what was happening.

The boat jerked, and she lost her grip on the ladder, falling into the flybridge awning. Her left hand caught on something, and he wedding ring was yanked severely by the momentum of her 250 pounds. The skin ripped open, leaving a wound that needed stitching.

We persuaded my dad to take us to Spanish Wells, where there was presumably a nurse with a needle and sutures. Ardell sat in the boat’s saloon, holding a bloody paper towel on her hand. She and Bert were under 10 feet from the fridge.

Bert said, “Honey, get me one of those Silver Bullets.” And Ardell staggered to the fridge and got him one.

Ardell became demented and died in 2014, and my dad insisted I go with him to Tennessee for the funeral. He was still practicing law, but I think he knew he was having mental issues. Also, although he had destroyed our family and had poor relations with his own, he occasionally pushed my mother, sister, and me to put on an act simulating a wonderful warm family, the product of a thoughtful and generous patriarch.

While we were in Tennessee, a bunch of us sat down in Bert’s den, and we all talked. Mary had a brother who had strayed from Mormonism, and she had convinced him to come back into the fold. She knelt by his chair and talked softly to him about Joseph Smith’s Satanic con. She really believes that stuff.

I heard her mention Lamanites. This is not a type of flooring or siding. A Lamanite is an American Indian. They come from Asia. Mormons think they are Jews, somehow transported here from Israel. How obvious is it that this is a fantasy? Do I have to even mention the fact that DNA tests prove it isn’t true? It’s like trying to debunk the tooth fairy. I would feel foolish.

Mary is warm and caring. Probably the finest first cousin I have, although I could be wrong, because I have at least 4 I don’t really know. It is tragic, but she has become some kind of Mormon teacher. She told me many women rely on her for spiritual guidance. These poor people are striving daily to push further into Satan’s trap.

Mary was abused by a gutless, selfish little boy of a father, and she was abused by a psychopatic stepmother, and now Satan is taking her to hell and using her to lead others there. An eternity of abuse is coming.

I could sit here all day and write about the reasons why Mormonism doesn’t work. I could talk about how Smith was a known con artist before he became a guru. I could point out that his story about looking at golden plates in a hat can’t be true, because the plates would have weighed so much no hat could have held them. I could say the Book of Abraham is an Egyptian text about preparing dead bodies for entombment, which it is. Mormons wouldn’t listen, because they are supernaturally blinded. They think they’re right because they’re successful and don’t drink in front of other people.

I won’t be at Bert’s funeral. If I get notice of an address, I’ll send some flowers. Not expensive ones.

The stories the family told at Ardell’s funeral, at which no minister was present, were appalling. They told about how Bert and Ardell had had a fistfight, rolling on the ground outside the RV, over some trivial thing. They thought that was hilarious.

It’s normal to tell funny stories at funerals, but if Ardell had been there, she would have told stories that were more helpful. She would have told us about hell and her regrets. She would have sobbed and begged God to save her. She would have begged her kids for forgiveness. She would have warned the rest of us. Then she would have gone back to hell, because there is no help for the dead, regardless of the fables Catholics and Jews have taken from pagans and turned into doctrine.

I remember having long talks with Bert and Ardell about the reality of Yeshua. I got nowhere. These two hard-headed, conceited, mediocre people thought they already had the answers. I am so sick of beating my head against the rocks which are the heads of other human beings. I would love to be put together with a few people who will actually listen.

I’ll never see Bert or Ardell again, or their dead son, or my dad’s mother. All my involvement with them was a waste of time. Bert and Ardell sent my dad a framed picture of themselves. I’m going to throw it out and keep the frame. To my heart, it’s like those pictures of strangers that come with wallets. Other people who are not part of my future.

Speak ill of the dead. Offend. Seriously. It’s better than going to a long series of funerals at which people bury their heads as deeply in the earth as the remains of the recently damned.

The older I get, the more people I offend, the less I care, and the more good I do. I may have given Mary the URL for my blog. I don’t remember. If she reads this, so be it. Maybe it will help her.

My wife and I prayed for her this morning, and we will keep it up for a while. It would bring me tremendous joy to find out she had finally found freedom. I would really like her to be with us forever in the place where her parents can never go.

Thank Goodness Those Dementia Rumors Have Been Put to Rest

Am I the only one who is glad Joe Biden proved there is nothing wrong with his memory? What a relief.

What a week it has been. Biden claimed he met recently with Helmut Kohl and Francois Mitterand, two people who died before he became president. Then special counsel Hur, who was appointed to investigate his crimes, said Biden could not remember when he was vice president or when his beloved son died. He couldn’t even give a ballpark guess about the death of his son, who passed in 2015. Hur said Biden had committed felonies, but he chose not to prosecute because he was afraid it would be hard to convict a man who could use his advanced age and “poor memory” to charm a jury.

He said Biden committed crimes, and he started committing them when he was a senator, when he still had some idea who he was and what day it was. Biden carefully brags that the prosecutor chose not to charge him. He says that because he can’t say the prosecutor didn’t say he was guilty.

It’s a fascinating situation. Biden and Trump are accused of the same crimes, along with some obstructive efforts on Trump’s behalf, and Biden’s prosecutor says Biden is guilty. Biden and Trump are about the same age, but only Biden is accused of committing crimes when he was young and relatively sound of mind. The only reason Trump got worse treatment is that unlike Biden, he is NOT demented. Dementia, which Biden denies, is Biden’s successful defense.

Even better for Biden, this is an extraordinary defense, because the suspect doesn’t have to prove it. The prosecutor made the defense for him.

It’s not completely true that Trump was treated worse because his mind is sound. Trump also got worse treatment because the system is always unfair to him. If he were demented, he would still be facing charges. They would charge him if he were in a rest home, wearing diapers and wondering who his family members were.

People think “demented” is a word that only applies to individuals who are completely gone. Not true at all. It just means you have at least begun to have serious cognitive problems. The facts that Biden can still dress himself and cut his own meat (assuming these things are true) don’t mean he isn’t demented. Biden is no longer capable of leading the life of an employed individual in a position requiring responsibility and the mastery of a lot of facts. He is demented.

Bruce Willis continued making movies after he lost much of his mind. He was not completely helpless, but he was definitely demented.

When humble people become demented, they are more likely to perceive the problem and admit they have it. They make good patients. Arrogant people like Biden are different, probably because arrogance is a delusion one has to nurture. By the time an arrogant person starts to lose it, he or she has already spent decades lying to him- or herself. Such people depend on their inflated self-appraisals to protect them from scary feelings of inferiority, which, in the case of 11th-percentile law school graduate Biden, are justified.

Arrogant dementia sufferers lash out at people who tell them the truth, because they see control and admiration slipping away from them. Biden is lashing out now. He lashed out at the prosecutor and the press. He asked how the prosecutor could “dare” ask him about his son, as though it were somehow outrageous to ask a parent a simple question about an adult son who died over 8 years ago.

Arrogant people are irrational and dishonest. You can’t be arrogant and truthful. Biden is used to lying and bullying people who tell him the truth about himself. These are habits, and habits are the last things to go when dementia sets in.

I love my late father, but he was arrogant, too. He could not make himself admit he had dementia. When he quit practicing law, he made it sound like he had made a decision to relax and enjoy life, but the truth is that he was no longer capable of the job. A big client dropped him, and I think his dementia was the reason.

I’ve seen Biden’s problem up close, so I know a little bit.

My dad lost the ability to find his way around in a car. He lost his ability to keep up with his affairs. He didn’t lose the bad habits of pride and denial until close to the end. Biden will go out the same way, but because he is far more arrogant and much less intelligent than my dad was, he will probably never admit he has a problem.

While he was angrily slandering people who told the truth about him, trying to refute Hur’s claims, Biden claimed Egypt’s president actually ran Mexico. He said he had been busy trying to get the president of Mexico to let aid into Gaza.

I get it. Egypt is to the south of Gaza, and these countries share a border. Mexico is south of the US, and we share a border. Egypt and Mexico are backward, corrupt countries whose leaders have to be humored and cajoled in order to get them to do the right things. But they’re in different hemispheres. For a demented person, they would be easy to conflate. Gaza isn’t America, and no one with a functioning mind could confuse them.

It’s really disgusting to see Jill Biden take up for him. She claims she knows better than we do, because she is with him all the time, witnessing his amazing state of dynamic non-dementia.

What a liar. This is the same person we see on video, giving him answers to questions and helping him find his way off stages. No one has ever had to lead Donald Trump or even Mitch McConnell, who is also demented, off a stage.

I think Jackie Kennedy ruined first ladies. She was a somewhat loose woman descended from a true, non-Irish, upper-crust family. She wore Chanel. She was thin. She looked pretty as long as the camera was not very close or focused too tightly. She was a socialite. America fawned on her. I think she gave the position of first lady a type of glamour it had never possessed before. No one got excited about what Mamie Eisenhower, Bess Truman, or Eleanor Roosevelt wore.

I suspect that Jill Biden is in love with her position of unearned envy and admiration, and that she would say nearly anything to keep Joe in office, regardless of whether he were competent or even conscious.

She says she knows him better than we do. That’s true. That means she has been aware of his dementia longer. She knows what his doctors and handlers do to hide it. She knows about the hair transplants, fake teeth, and facelift. She should have been the first to oppose his 2020 run, but in order to do that, she would have had to care about America more than herself.

Now even leftist reporters are badgering Biden about his obvious senility. I guess a truth explosion is taking place. The new Biden revelations came out on a day other than Friday, so the lazy, lying press has to confront them.

What’s happening to Biden reminds me of the Dudley Moore movie, Bedazzled. Satan approaches a man and grants his wishes in exchange for his soul, but the man is not smart enough to make wishes Satan can’t twist, so Satan keeps his end of the deal while seeing to it the wishes become sources of misery, not pleasure. Biden’s pitiable drive to glorify himself as president and enrich his children has been fulfilled, but he got elected after he was senile, he and his living children are objects of global contempt and ridicule, his best adult child died young, and the two remaining children are drug and sex addicts, one of whom is likely to go to prison before the election, which Biden will lose because people generally think he’s a fool. That’s assuming he ends up on the ballot, which may not happen.

It’s remarkable that the report was released so early in the week. That is inconsistent with the Deep State’s long history of protecting leftist presidents. Standard practice is to drop bombs into the soft, deep, absorbent sand of Fridays, because journalists are extremely indolent and low in competence, and most don’t work weekends. Perhaps Hur is more concerned with his own reputation than Biden’s. After all, he will still have a career to worry about next year.

Is it possible he’s just being fair? I don’t know. He’s a Republican. If he’s being fair, why would he refuse to prosecute Biden, given that he concluded Biden is guilty? Maybe he’s right to think he will be hard to convict. So what? Shouldn’t he try? Where is the down side?

If the crime is so serious it warrants an expensive prosecution of one elderly man, why is the special counsel willing to fold without trying in a similar case with another elderly suspect?

Democrats are telling us Biden’s crimes are little, unimportant, excusable felonies, like Hillary Clinton’s, but Trump’s are big, important felonies that have to be addressed. Maybe Trump went further than Biden, but it’s the same basic crime, and Trump has mitigating factors Biden lacks.

So are we going to get President Kamala now? Terrifying. Kamala Harris is unintelligent and has no principles whatsoever. Biden is a little dim, but compared to Harris, he might as well be Socrates.

On the up side, Harris is terrified of taking responsibility, so if Biden is driven out, maybe she will be reluctant to do the extremely stupid things her ethos calls for. Her drive to avoid public mistakes is way more powerful than her drive to implement her agenda, if she has one or knows what one is. Presidentess Tee Ball will not swing for the bleachers.

What happens when a president is removed from office during an election year? That would be interesting. No time for other candidates to get in gear. Would they manage to prepare serious opposition to Harris, or would the machine wrap its wings around her and give her special snowflake protected status, as it has Biden? Would it continue keeping other candidates out of primaries?

This may turn out to be the weirdest election year in history. The system is not designed to react swiftly to situations like this.

One of the symptoms of the apocalypse is mass delusion, or what some would call mass psychosis. Huge swaths of the population now believe things that are patently insane. People elected a known dotard and a woman who is too dumb to be a public official. Now we will find out how deep the damage runs.

If it’s like this now, what will it be like in 6 months? I never get tired of asking that.

Seems Like no One Knows the Truth About Anything

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

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

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

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

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

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

Oooooooookay.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

God told Peter to kill unclean animals and eat.

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

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

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

Count on Being Let Down

I have gone to several events hosted by The Last Reformation, the organization headed by Danish evangelist Torben Sondergaard. They did a very good job. They baptized people. They healed people. They cast out demons. They didn’t beg for money or tell people what to do. They told people a lot of helpful things about God.

I have recommended TLR to people because TLR does a good job of the things I listed above. I have always told them TLR was not perfect. I told them it seemed to be headed in the direction of becoming a denomination. But it was still useful.

I just got a mass email from Torben, and it looks like the things I thought might happen have happened.

I know that there are too many lone rangers running around in our network or people who are claiming to be part of our network but are not. They have not always acted in a good and biblical way, and this has given TLR a bad reputation. I am sorry every time I hear bad testimonies coming out in this way.

But I also recognize that we/I could have done many things better. A big problem we have in TLR is a lack of structure, leadership, and accountability. Not accountability in a negative controlling way, but a healthy submission to one another and the elders in the fellowship.

When I look at the more than 3 years we were in the USA, I can say we saw God do amazing things. However, we never really reached the point of having strong leadership like we have in other countries in Europe, where we have walked with people for years. It has also been more difficult in America due to its size and the fact that many people are spread out all over.

My heart, and those closest to me, share the same desire. We truly want to see a mature body with sound doctrine, healthy families, and strong leadership. We want to see people grow in all aspects of life to bring honest glory to our God.

Are we there yet? No. We are not. Will we ever get there? I’m not sure. But I recognize that we can do much better. I write this as a plea to all of you out there in our family to help. This is not something that I or a few individuals can do alone. We need everyone to take part in the work that lies ahead of us. We need to grow up in so many ways. There is so much more God has for us.

These days, I am talking with different leaders and mature individuals about how we can move forward and what needs to happen.

Years ago, God told me the age of the church was over. He meant the age of big organizations with big buildings and lists of beliefs somewhat like the catechism. He meant the big hats, tacky robes, TV cameras, real estate empires, lawyers, and PR people. When I discovered TLR, I liked it, but I thought it would do what every Christian movement does: turn into a big church with the kinds of problems big churches have. And it’s doing just that.

It’s too big to control. There are too many gates to keep track of, so jackals and fools can come in.

I don’t know what specific events spurred Torben to write his email, but I had my own disappointing experience with TLR. I took my friend Mike there, thinking he would be baptized and move on.

Torben has a young friend named Jon Bjarnstein, and he was featured prominently at TLR meetings back then. Jon spoke for a while, and while he was speaking, he made jokes. Not really his forte. He joked about speaking in tongues, and while he was joking, he did what he thought was a funny imitation of tongues.

Mike was so put off, he insisted I baptize him at his hotel. He didn’t want anyone from TLR to do it. I had to admit, it seemed like Jon was blaspheming the Holy Spirit, and that’s a big sin. You should not mock the sound of the Holy Spirit.

I had dealt with Jon myself when I had TLR baptize me, and he seemed very full of himself, which was unseemly in such a young man, especially given my age. I felt he was dismissive when I spoke with him, as though he were talking to a kid. He was in a big hurry to make a decision for me and move on to the next person. He seemed crabby, like he was crashing after several espressos. He was assertive.

Christians in their teens and twenties often get the feeling they invented God and have all the answers. It’s a real problem. I think we don’t teach enough about pride. Many Christians think it’s a good thing, and many don’t recognize pride when they see it.

I’m sure he’s a faithful servant, but he needed someone older to sit him down and give him some tips, and Torben should not have put a microphone in front of him without fixing his manners.

My feeling is that TLR is not going to shape up. They are good at getting people up on the bike, but they don’t teach them how to get rid of their training wheels. Baptism and repentance are very important. Casting demons out is very important. But you have to teach people how to converse with God every day and be transformed continually by the Holy Spirit.

I think they will focus too much on becoming organized. Well, the Catholics did that, and look at them. Saint-worshiping heretics who may not even be Christians.

I would still recommend TLR to anyone who wants to get started with God, but after that, you need to pray in tongues every day, read the word, pray for correction, and learn how to do supernatural warfare. You have to keep moving forward.

Maybe You Should Move

Sometimes I think about the people I went to high school with, and I wonder how different their lifestyles are from mine. A lot of them are surgeons and other types of doctors. Some are lawyers. Some are professional heirs, like the kids who inherited the Lennar fortune and the Mexican guy whose father was a real estate tycoon.

One blew his brains out at 25, after getting his MD. Another died while diving drunk. Another wandered off from a climbing team, fell into a crevasse in the Himalayas, and was left there. One former friend jumped off a bridge in San Diego because he was upset about his own homosexuality.

I’m sure many are driving leased foreign cars they turn in every year or two. They live in high-priced homes in Miami or around other big cities. They must have a lot of expensive jewelry. The women must have bags that cost four figures. I’m sure most of them hate Donald Trump and have low opinions of people who live in rural areas and vote for people who support Israel and the church.

A lot of them vacation in places like Vail, New York, and Paris. Surely.

I went to the best prep school in Florida, and our student body was around 50% Jewish. People don’t like to hear it, but Jews really are smarter than the rest of us. It was normal for about 10% of a graduating class to be Merit Scholars. A lot of people, like me, went off to Ivy League schools. People who ended up at places like the University of Miami were pitied.

I ended up getting two degrees from UM, so I slid into the loser demographic.

I live on a farm. I do nothing. I wear T-shirts and Carhartt pants every single day. I wear wool socks even in summer. I wear hiking shoes or work boots all the time.

I have a Ford and a Dodge Cummins. I shoot high-powered rifles in my backyard. I think DeSantis is the greatest governor who ever lived. I smoke ribs and brew beer. I have a very smart wife with two degrees who does all my housekeeping. She has no career. The thought of getting a job disturbs her. She loves her situation.

We go to restaurants like Sonny’s BBQ and an incredible Italian place run by Mexicans. They put it in a Pizza Hut that went out of business. You can tell it used to be a chain restaurant.

My wife buys clothes at Walmart and on Amazon. I wonder how many of my classmates would would wear Walmart clothes. One of these days we’ll go to Orlando and hit some of the nicer stores, but we have not done it yet.

She wears dresses. I think she is the only wife in America who wears dresses. When we go out, she looks like royalty compared to the other girls. American women have given up. When we walk around in the grocery store, it looks like the lady who inherited it has shown up to check up on her employees.

Single ladies, if you want to impress men, wear dresses. And I don’t mean short cocktail dresses that make you look like escorts.

I know not all of my classmates are successful, but many are, and they are generally leftists. One ran Planned Parenthood in Miami. I think most would find my lifestyle ridiculous.

Meanwhile, the wife and I are having a wonderful time, and we don’t worry about the kinds of things they worry about. Marital problems that come from marrying without God’s help, for shallow reasons. Debt from trying to impress other people. Job stress. Stress from dealing with coarse, selfish, malicious blue-city types. Boys who want to be castrated. Girls who have themselves skinned in order to make ridiculous fake penises.

We love the area we live in. I love it more than my wife, because I have lived in blue cities, and I know they are hellholes of damnation and rage.

The people here could not be nicer. I have been here almost 7 glorious years, and they still surprise me.

This is a county full of tradesmen and farmers. There are not a lot of educated people here. You wouldn’t want to go to the barber shop and toss off a reference to T.S. Eliot. There are a lot of tattoos. People drink bad beer. I don’t care. They’re fantastic. It’s a privilege to live among them.

I used to think people were like this in Eastern Kentucky, where my parents were born. They’re not. Not all Southerners are the same. In Eastern Kentucky, people are selfish. Stingy. They don’t tip. They are racist. They are very angry. They treat adultery as though it were a competitive sport. They shoot each other over nothing. They neglect and degrade their kids. They drink like crazy. They love drugs. They have very short tempers. They love ignorance. Childish people.

They’re nice on the surface, but the nice layer is very thin and fragile.

Of course, I’m generalizing. I’m not God. I can’t tell you what every person there is like, and if I could, you wouldn’t be able to absorb it. Human beings are limited. We have to generalize, and it’s a good thing. It works.

I had to go to Kentucky for my dad’s funeral, and my second cousin, who is a very nice, proper lady, told me she had told her kids to get out. She said there was nothing for them there.

My aunt says I’m ashamed of my people. Well, I’m definitely ashamed of her, if that counts. I have good reason. I’m ashamed of her son, too. He has done disgraceful things.

She boosts Eastern Kentucky like it was Wakanda. She’s like a black ghetto matriarch who insists her people are brilliant, virtuous victims whose problems are caused by predatory outsiders. No; sorry. They’re trashy. They bring it all on themselves. A lifestyle of drunkenness, adultery, divorce, invertebrate-level parenting, racism, willful ignorance, and persecution of people who better themselves is always going to lead to poverty.

Eastern Kentucky’s poverty is right and normal. It’s what’s supposed to happen to people who act the way they do. Everything is going as it should, under the circumstances.

Leftists up there love to say people like Carnegie came in and stole the coal, keeping the area poor. No; the people who owned it were ignorant and weak, and that was their own fault. If they had been better people, they would have kept the coal and the profits.

Look at Texas and oil. BAM. What’s their answer to that?

Texas is full of rich people whose ancestors were poor landowners. Kentucky is full of coal truck drivers whose ancestors sold their coal to people who went to school.

I guess it’s silly to talk about coal as though it were still important. Democrats killed it, and people in Eastern Kentucky voted for them because they love government handouts more than prosperity. I don’t know what coal truck drivers do for a living now. Maybe they’re all growing dope. They’re definitely not going to work in all those profitable businesses Eastern Kentuckians never built.

You could make a pretty long list of oil billionaires from Texas. Forbes says there are 45. Here’s a complete list of all the Eastern Kentucky coal billionaires who ever lived:

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I was flim-flammed when I was a kid. I thought Kentucky was paradise, and I thought the people were better than Miami people, who are unbearable. It’s actually a wash, or maybe I’d give the edge to Miami.

I feel like apologizing to God for being fooled.

Anyway, I started writing today to tell about a restaurant I discovered recently. I’ve known about it for a long time, and I got takeout once a few years ago, but I never went inside until a few days back. They didn’t accept credit cards when I moved here, so I formed a habit of driving past. They changed their policy, so now I’m not discouraged from going in.

It’s a pizza place. Plain old red-and-white Italian food. Spaghetti, ziti, and lasagna.

I went in with my buddy Mike, and I was very impressed.

It’s probably the cleanest restaurant I’ve ever seen. I was not able to see a speck of debris anywhere. It looked like it had been gone over by a professional crew the day before. Restaurants here tend to have dirty floors and greasy menus, but this one was like an operating room. I marveled at it, and that is not an exaggeration.

The staff was very nice, and they were sharp. They got things done.

The food was okay. That’s all I can say about it. They need to get better cheese, and they should look into Stanislaus tomato products. But it’s okay. It’s reasonably good, and it’s close and cheap.

They had blinds on all the windows, and they were all pulled down. I couldn’t see out. I felt like I was in a spaceship on the way to heaven.

I’ve eaten there twice in the last week.

The last time we visited, Mike and I spent a lot of time talking about God, and while we were talking, I heard a waitress talking behind him. She was standing in the aisle with her hand on a customer’s shoulder. He was telling her something. A testimony. Something good had happened. I didn’t hear what.

She started saying, “Thank you, JESUS. Thank you, JESUS.” Everyone in the place heard it. She didn’t seem to think about that at all. No one looked up. No dirty looks. It was business as usual.

Wonderful. No wonder the restaurant is in such good order. They acknowledge God.

Not everyone here is like that, and there are a lot of dirty, disappointing restaurants, but there are lots of very serious Christians here. They even play Christian music over the speakers in chain stores and restaurants.

God has been so good to my wife and me. It is confusing.

The presence of God and Christians is something you can’t appreciate or miss until you have experienced it. You have to live in a place like this and a place like New York before you understand how much better Christian areas are. God was right. All the things he told us in the Bible were right. His ways work, and the filthy leftist ways that predominate in America are like AIDS and syphilis, rotting people as they stand.

Never doubt it. Never let them gaslight you. Never take advice from losers.

Experiences like this make me hate this world even more. In my prayers, I beg God to bring the rapture soon. Imagine living in a place where everyone agrees about everything. Everyone is bathed in love, continuously. In heaven, you won’t need guns, locks, passwords, cops, antivirus programs, medicines, surgeries…it won’t be like the earth, where trillions of creatures are out to get you every second of your life. On Earth during the millennium, there will still be some evil, but it will be a place of rest and peace and love.