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September 19, 2023
Learning From the Last Part Two
Society’s last are people that the elites and even most of us look down on with scorn, but perhaps shouldn’t for reasons I’m currently exploring. Last week I talked about what we could learn from the homeless and insane. Among these things were a connection to nature, spiritual perspectives, and even practical survival skills. This week I’d like to move up an economic rung or two to the wealthy last, and I think of no better individual to exemplify them than Donlad Trump
Yes, I know the name is like a bomb gone off. One can almost hear “Allah Akbar” preceding it. (Soldiers overseas often heard Allah Akbar just before something exploded.)
But love him, hate him, or indifferent to him, there is something we can learn from (Allah Akbar!) Trump. For one thing, the man never gives up, and I mean NEVER. He has been impeached twice, had his mugshot taken, and had more mud thrown at him than a mudslide and still, he returns for more. He is even trying to win the presidency again-arguably the most stressful position in the world and the thing that got him all this grief in the first place.
I can think of few other people who would want that.
He is also very confident. Some would call his narcissism, and perhaps they are right, but one can’t deny that Trump has full belief in his abilities to get things done, and he goes after said things with the tenacity of a tiger.
He also speaks up for another “last” segment of society-America’s middle class. There has been a lot of scorn and derision thrown at these people lately, and I will be talking about them next week. Trump speaks up for them, showing concern and care when the media and others have shown only derision.
It doesn’t matter what your feelings toward Trump are. I believe in giving credit where credit is due, and as we have seen, much credit is due to this man.
So, can you, like Trump, believe in yourself? Can you speak up for the last? Can you persist in the face of massive opposition?
Can you never give up?
Yes, I know the name is like a bomb gone off. One can almost hear “Allah Akbar” preceding it. (Soldiers overseas often heard Allah Akbar just before something exploded.)
But love him, hate him, or indifferent to him, there is something we can learn from (Allah Akbar!) Trump. For one thing, the man never gives up, and I mean NEVER. He has been impeached twice, had his mugshot taken, and had more mud thrown at him than a mudslide and still, he returns for more. He is even trying to win the presidency again-arguably the most stressful position in the world and the thing that got him all this grief in the first place.
I can think of few other people who would want that.
He is also very confident. Some would call his narcissism, and perhaps they are right, but one can’t deny that Trump has full belief in his abilities to get things done, and he goes after said things with the tenacity of a tiger.
He also speaks up for another “last” segment of society-America’s middle class. There has been a lot of scorn and derision thrown at these people lately, and I will be talking about them next week. Trump speaks up for them, showing concern and care when the media and others have shown only derision.
It doesn’t matter what your feelings toward Trump are. I believe in giving credit where credit is due, and as we have seen, much credit is due to this man.
So, can you, like Trump, believe in yourself? Can you speak up for the last? Can you persist in the face of massive opposition?
Can you never give up?
September 12, 2023
Learning From the Last
A few blog posts back I talked about “the last.” For those of you who missed it, “the last” are members of society that most of us overlook or have thrown away. The last can be of any income level, but for the purposes of this piece I’d like to focus on the homeless and insane. They, like other “lasts” are the scorn of the elites and supposedly the scum we dare not seek.
But maybe we should.
Though not without their struggles, the homeless and insane have stepped outside of the rat race. They are disconnected from our doldrums of stagnant salaries and high inflation. The frivolousness of Hollywood is of no concern to them, and because they’re not obsessed with the things that we are, they can connect with other things. Deeper things.
They have a better connection to nature; it would be hard for a homeless person sleeping on the earth not to. “Grounding” is becoming a popular health trend; a quick internet search yields pictures of people lying on the earth or even connecting their limbs to it with wires.
Homeless would have an advantage in this area; they “ground” every night.
Many of us have also seen the homeless and insane screaming at the air, talking to things visible only in their mind. Or so we think.
While I won’t’ dismiss mental illness as a cause of most of these cases, I must for a minute consider the spiritual. It is easy to see how a disconnect from this sometimes-overwhelming physical world makes these people more susceptible to the spiritual. They could be trying to rebuke spirits of darkness.
On the opposite, they may be better able to interpret spirits of light, God’s will, or the angelic host around them. If so, could they share this skill with us?
The homeless also possess practical skills-skills that could be useful in an emergency. Numerous talking heads have warned of American’s aging grid and the consequences of its failure. Except for the streetlights and a few battery-operated devices, most homeless live without electricity daily. They have found a way to be “off grid” even while surrounded by it.
What could they teach us when the lights go out?
The movie The Day After Tomorrow entertains this possibility. In it, a homeless man trapped in a New York Library teaches college students how to stay warm and scrounge for food during a severe snowstorm.
Caring for the homeless is a universal Christian calling. The Catholic Church has written this into its dogma, considering it “one of the corporal works of mercy,” and Protestants have been no less dedicated. On the surface it seems like the homeless reap all the benefits, but that may be incorrect. The financial benefactors may also benefit, just in more obscure ways.
There’s more to this world than winning the rat race. Lily Tomlin once said: “the trouble with the rat race is, even if you win, you’re still a rat.” We’re called to be better than rats when we leave this world.
Perhaps learning from the last could help us accomplish this goal.
But maybe we should.
Though not without their struggles, the homeless and insane have stepped outside of the rat race. They are disconnected from our doldrums of stagnant salaries and high inflation. The frivolousness of Hollywood is of no concern to them, and because they’re not obsessed with the things that we are, they can connect with other things. Deeper things.
They have a better connection to nature; it would be hard for a homeless person sleeping on the earth not to. “Grounding” is becoming a popular health trend; a quick internet search yields pictures of people lying on the earth or even connecting their limbs to it with wires.
Homeless would have an advantage in this area; they “ground” every night.
Many of us have also seen the homeless and insane screaming at the air, talking to things visible only in their mind. Or so we think.
While I won’t’ dismiss mental illness as a cause of most of these cases, I must for a minute consider the spiritual. It is easy to see how a disconnect from this sometimes-overwhelming physical world makes these people more susceptible to the spiritual. They could be trying to rebuke spirits of darkness.
On the opposite, they may be better able to interpret spirits of light, God’s will, or the angelic host around them. If so, could they share this skill with us?
The homeless also possess practical skills-skills that could be useful in an emergency. Numerous talking heads have warned of American’s aging grid and the consequences of its failure. Except for the streetlights and a few battery-operated devices, most homeless live without electricity daily. They have found a way to be “off grid” even while surrounded by it.
What could they teach us when the lights go out?
The movie The Day After Tomorrow entertains this possibility. In it, a homeless man trapped in a New York Library teaches college students how to stay warm and scrounge for food during a severe snowstorm.
Caring for the homeless is a universal Christian calling. The Catholic Church has written this into its dogma, considering it “one of the corporal works of mercy,” and Protestants have been no less dedicated. On the surface it seems like the homeless reap all the benefits, but that may be incorrect. The financial benefactors may also benefit, just in more obscure ways.
There’s more to this world than winning the rat race. Lily Tomlin once said: “the trouble with the rat race is, even if you win, you’re still a rat.” We’re called to be better than rats when we leave this world.
Perhaps learning from the last could help us accomplish this goal.
September 5, 2023
Better Than I Deserve
There’s a gentleman I see in my daily travels. His job is to keep the complex where I live safe. Rather than saying he is “fine” when I ask him, he replies, “I’m better than I deserve.” He always says it with a smile, letting me know he believes it.
The first time I heard that phrase it really struck me and made me think. It also made me feel better because when I heard it, I had had a particularly rough day. This laborer’s admission made me realize that, despite my struggles, I was in good health that day. I hadn’t been in an automobile accident. I’d had enough to eat and would have enough to eat that evening.
In summary, I too, was doing much “better than I deserved.”
This is in line with the philosophy of Christianity-a system that says that we are all miserably flawed and guilty, but that God withholds His judgment because He looks more at our hearts than He does at our performance. He considers if we are trying to do the right thing, and as we grow, He allows us to be much better than we deserve. He gives us time for improvement.
So, is this you? More importantly, is this your attitude? Are you, like the gentleman at my gate grateful despite your challenges?
If not, now is a good time to count your blessings. Acknowledge them. Speak to God about them; thank Him for them before asking for anything else, because it’s more likely than not you too are doing better than you deserve.
The first time I heard that phrase it really struck me and made me think. It also made me feel better because when I heard it, I had had a particularly rough day. This laborer’s admission made me realize that, despite my struggles, I was in good health that day. I hadn’t been in an automobile accident. I’d had enough to eat and would have enough to eat that evening.
In summary, I too, was doing much “better than I deserved.”
This is in line with the philosophy of Christianity-a system that says that we are all miserably flawed and guilty, but that God withholds His judgment because He looks more at our hearts than He does at our performance. He considers if we are trying to do the right thing, and as we grow, He allows us to be much better than we deserve. He gives us time for improvement.
So, is this you? More importantly, is this your attitude? Are you, like the gentleman at my gate grateful despite your challenges?
If not, now is a good time to count your blessings. Acknowledge them. Speak to God about them; thank Him for them before asking for anything else, because it’s more likely than not you too are doing better than you deserve.
August 29, 2023
The Last
Christ once said to his disciples “The first shall me made last and the last shall be first.” (Matthew 20:16) On the surface it sounds simple. The downcast of society will have a seat of honor at God’s table whereas as the elites of our day will eat the scraps- if they are allowed near the table at all.
But, who is the last?
Most would say that the vulnerable are the last-the homeless or children, which is likely true. Many of these individuals would qualify for that title, but I posit that “the last” are not always immediately obvious. Some are people you would never guess are last. They can be found by looking at how society treats them. If society treats them with vitriol, then you can be pretty sure you are dealing with “the last.”
Take Donald Trump. At first glance, he seems powerful. He’s a billionaire and successful businessman. He’s been in movies, produced television shows, even been the President of the United States. Yet I tell you with confidence he is the last because of how society treats him.
He’s been impeached twice for things other presidents have done openly. He’s recently been arrested, had his mugshot taken, and the list goes on and on. Make no mistake. He is the last, and provided he is a repentant soul, he will have a seat at Christ’s table.
Who else is the last? Many patriotic Americans are. They’re called privileged and spoken about with scorn in our media. The South and Middle America are often referred to as incestuous and backwards. These people may have founded a country everyone and their dog wants to move to, but presently they are the last.
The same can be said of Christians. We are attacked daily. Our religion is mocked, our beliefs called archaic and bigoted. Sometimes we are even the victims of violence. We are the last, and provided we stay, the course we shall be made the first.
So, look for the last in your world. Find them. Get to know them. Serve them. Ask yourself if you are one of them and if not, how you can become one of them.
How can you become such a unique and worthwhile person that your very existence pisses off societal elites?
Become the last in this world so you can be first in the next. Maybe you will even remind a few along the way that their status as first is short lived and fleeting.
But, who is the last?
Most would say that the vulnerable are the last-the homeless or children, which is likely true. Many of these individuals would qualify for that title, but I posit that “the last” are not always immediately obvious. Some are people you would never guess are last. They can be found by looking at how society treats them. If society treats them with vitriol, then you can be pretty sure you are dealing with “the last.”
Take Donald Trump. At first glance, he seems powerful. He’s a billionaire and successful businessman. He’s been in movies, produced television shows, even been the President of the United States. Yet I tell you with confidence he is the last because of how society treats him.
He’s been impeached twice for things other presidents have done openly. He’s recently been arrested, had his mugshot taken, and the list goes on and on. Make no mistake. He is the last, and provided he is a repentant soul, he will have a seat at Christ’s table.
Who else is the last? Many patriotic Americans are. They’re called privileged and spoken about with scorn in our media. The South and Middle America are often referred to as incestuous and backwards. These people may have founded a country everyone and their dog wants to move to, but presently they are the last.
The same can be said of Christians. We are attacked daily. Our religion is mocked, our beliefs called archaic and bigoted. Sometimes we are even the victims of violence. We are the last, and provided we stay, the course we shall be made the first.
So, look for the last in your world. Find them. Get to know them. Serve them. Ask yourself if you are one of them and if not, how you can become one of them.
How can you become such a unique and worthwhile person that your very existence pisses off societal elites?
Become the last in this world so you can be first in the next. Maybe you will even remind a few along the way that their status as first is short lived and fleeting.
August 22, 2023
Do Not be Afraid
The phase: “Do not be afraid” appears 365 times in the Bible. That is one warning per calendar day of the year. This is no accident, because those who fear are vulnerable.
When you fear, you expose yourself to those who would, and do, take advantage of your fear. When you fear, you are easier to control. When you fear, you beg for safety from those who don’t have your safety in mind despite their claims to the contrary. When you fear, you give currency to control, and control is the goal of the New World Order the elites are trying to build.
What do I mean?
Well, let’s look at these fires. Before the ones in Maui, there were some in Canada, all suspiciously staying on the Northern side of the Canadian US Border. Food processing centers in the US were also erupting in flames; I believe some still are, and many areas of the country have a drought in effect.
In Maui the water was shut off just before the fires started, and government officials are on camera talking about “how they can acquire the land” in Lahaina. Almost like they were planning this all along….
The talking media heads are saying: “Look, this is the result of global warming! It’s because you peasants won’t give up your vehicles, eat bugs, and live in your 15-minute cities!” People were getting sick of the climate cult and starting to call them out on their crap. So, to convince the normies, the elites had to provide physical evidence.
They had to give us fire.
I realize what I’m saying sounds crazy, but all these fires seem extremely suspicious, and experience has told me that if something seems one way, that’s because it most likely is.
So instead of fear, I chose fortitude. I chose not to be afraid of weather because the Old Testament has shown me that dark road leads to ruin, death, and child sacrifice. I choose to look at the fires for not only what they are, but what they could be, and what the real reason behind them is.
And from where I am sitting, they look like a giant psyop to make us afraid.
So be prepared for more psyops or “psychological operations” as we call them in the military. This means that the media, the elites, and our politicians will continue to try and mess with your mind, and they will do it through any means necessary.
Through fire. Through flood. Through Fear….
So, get some emergency rations, water, ammunition, or perhaps even a generator. Be prepared for what they will try to do to you. And more importantly be prepared to interpret what they ARE trying to do to you. Have the fortitude to think when instinct tells you to fear.
"Do not be afraid" isn’t just a Biblical commandment. It’s a warning against evil, and truly sound advice.
Do not be afraid. It can’t be said enough.
When you fear, you expose yourself to those who would, and do, take advantage of your fear. When you fear, you are easier to control. When you fear, you beg for safety from those who don’t have your safety in mind despite their claims to the contrary. When you fear, you give currency to control, and control is the goal of the New World Order the elites are trying to build.
What do I mean?
Well, let’s look at these fires. Before the ones in Maui, there were some in Canada, all suspiciously staying on the Northern side of the Canadian US Border. Food processing centers in the US were also erupting in flames; I believe some still are, and many areas of the country have a drought in effect.
In Maui the water was shut off just before the fires started, and government officials are on camera talking about “how they can acquire the land” in Lahaina. Almost like they were planning this all along….
The talking media heads are saying: “Look, this is the result of global warming! It’s because you peasants won’t give up your vehicles, eat bugs, and live in your 15-minute cities!” People were getting sick of the climate cult and starting to call them out on their crap. So, to convince the normies, the elites had to provide physical evidence.
They had to give us fire.
I realize what I’m saying sounds crazy, but all these fires seem extremely suspicious, and experience has told me that if something seems one way, that’s because it most likely is.
So instead of fear, I chose fortitude. I chose not to be afraid of weather because the Old Testament has shown me that dark road leads to ruin, death, and child sacrifice. I choose to look at the fires for not only what they are, but what they could be, and what the real reason behind them is.
And from where I am sitting, they look like a giant psyop to make us afraid.
So be prepared for more psyops or “psychological operations” as we call them in the military. This means that the media, the elites, and our politicians will continue to try and mess with your mind, and they will do it through any means necessary.
Through fire. Through flood. Through Fear….
So, get some emergency rations, water, ammunition, or perhaps even a generator. Be prepared for what they will try to do to you. And more importantly be prepared to interpret what they ARE trying to do to you. Have the fortitude to think when instinct tells you to fear.
"Do not be afraid" isn’t just a Biblical commandment. It’s a warning against evil, and truly sound advice.
Do not be afraid. It can’t be said enough.
August 15, 2023
It’s About the Guy with the Gun (and Will)
Everyone loves to see fighter jets at airshows and tanks at museums. We marvel at their power and the thundering fear they strike into the heart of the enemy…but what if I told you your admiration was displaced?
For those of you who don’t know, I am a GWOT veteran, a veteran of the Global War on Terror. My job was in the medical field, but my training started in the infantry. This is nothing unusual. All military personnel, no matter what their job, go through some Infantry training before taking on their regular job. Why? Because warfare isn’t won by machines, it is won buy the guy with the gun-a guy who has the will and morale to use said gun effectively. The machines are just either a giant psyopp or a tool used by the guy with the gun to make his job a little easier.
War always will be won by the guy with the gun, no exceptions. This is why Biden said you need a plane to take on the government; he was lying. He doesn’t want the public to know the power of the guy with the gun.
But I want you to know.
A guy with a gun and the will to use said gun is the most powerful force, aside from God, on the face of the earth.
If you doubt me look at what happened in Afghanistan. Those people didn’t have high tech planes, tanks, or any awesome weaponry, but they had two things: guns and will. And with those things alone, they drove the planes away.
How does this translate into your everyday life? 1.) Never surrender your weapons, no matter how many shootings they stage (yes, you heard me right). 2.) For those of use not into firearms, appreciate the power of will. Will is defined as “The mental faculty by which one deliberately chooses or decides upon a course of action.” In other words, when you decide something, follow through on it. It may sometimes take longer to reach your goals, but with proper “will” you can and will win any battle you pursue. No pun intended.
And, if you’re not into guns, select your weapon. What is it? Is it the pen? Your voice? Your art? Your intellect? Believe or not, everyone has one. Everyone has something with which to fight evil.
President Brandon is wrong. You don’t need a plane to fight the government (or evil, but I repeat myself) 😊. You need will, talent and simple old-fashioned weaponry. Never forget it.
For those of you who don’t know, I am a GWOT veteran, a veteran of the Global War on Terror. My job was in the medical field, but my training started in the infantry. This is nothing unusual. All military personnel, no matter what their job, go through some Infantry training before taking on their regular job. Why? Because warfare isn’t won by machines, it is won buy the guy with the gun-a guy who has the will and morale to use said gun effectively. The machines are just either a giant psyopp or a tool used by the guy with the gun to make his job a little easier.
War always will be won by the guy with the gun, no exceptions. This is why Biden said you need a plane to take on the government; he was lying. He doesn’t want the public to know the power of the guy with the gun.
But I want you to know.
A guy with a gun and the will to use said gun is the most powerful force, aside from God, on the face of the earth.
If you doubt me look at what happened in Afghanistan. Those people didn’t have high tech planes, tanks, or any awesome weaponry, but they had two things: guns and will. And with those things alone, they drove the planes away.
How does this translate into your everyday life? 1.) Never surrender your weapons, no matter how many shootings they stage (yes, you heard me right). 2.) For those of use not into firearms, appreciate the power of will. Will is defined as “The mental faculty by which one deliberately chooses or decides upon a course of action.” In other words, when you decide something, follow through on it. It may sometimes take longer to reach your goals, but with proper “will” you can and will win any battle you pursue. No pun intended.
And, if you’re not into guns, select your weapon. What is it? Is it the pen? Your voice? Your art? Your intellect? Believe or not, everyone has one. Everyone has something with which to fight evil.
President Brandon is wrong. You don’t need a plane to fight the government (or evil, but I repeat myself) 😊. You need will, talent and simple old-fashioned weaponry. Never forget it.
August 8, 2023
Christians Have Way Bigger Problems Than Each Other
When Christianity began, it was a small cult hiding in catacombs, cliffs, and caves. It was a shape shifting hodge podge of dreamers and doers skirting the authorities if possible and succumbing to martyrdom when not.
Not until the 300’s did it bear some semblance of legitimacy. Then, Roman Emperor Constantine declared it legal and summoned Christian thinkers to establish the Roman Catholic Church. This later split into Eastern Orthodoxy and even later branched into Protestantism when Martin Luther nailed his 99 theses against a door in Germany.
Today there are three main branches of Christianity and as many as 45,000 denominations globally…and none of them is 100% right about everything. I say this with confidence because Christianity is an admission of flawed human status and a need for God to correct said status. Logic thus dictates that if humans are flawed, then their creations are flawed. This includes their churches, each with good and bad to offer.
If no denomination is 100% correct about everything, then perhaps Christ’s church, like our government, needs an unofficial system of checks and balances. And for that reason, maybe, just maybe, we are ALL supposed to be here. Our government has three main branches which are meant to challenge things for the betterment of the people. Our God-the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit is-Triune. Christianity has three main branches, Roman Catholic, Protestant and Eastern Orthodox. It seems too much of a coincidence.
Notice that when the pope is wrong, there are fiery protestant thinkers to challenge him. Or, when Baptists feel disconnected from history, there is an Orthodox brother inviting them to a Russian Christmas. Likewise, Catholics often share the beauty of first communion with Presbyterian neighbors. I remember my mother saying to me after witnessing such a ceremony “You know the Catholics do some beautiful things.”
Considering this theory opens the door to humility for the Christian. And when humility is entertained, the door to friendship is not far behind, along with the realization that Christians have way bigger problems than each other.
We all came from the same place. The basic tenants of all three Christian branches proclaim Christ and declare that we are returning to Him. Yes, there are differences, but perhaps those differences are to be celebrated, not debased.
In the colonial days, a picture of a snake circulated the colonies. It was cut into pieces with the abbreviations of eight colonies on each piece. The moto “Join or Die” was beneath it. I can think of no better analogy for today’s modern church than that old colonial snake.
Those who call Christ King have many enemies, but if we join as our ancestors did to defend and support each other, we could have far more friends.
Not until the 300’s did it bear some semblance of legitimacy. Then, Roman Emperor Constantine declared it legal and summoned Christian thinkers to establish the Roman Catholic Church. This later split into Eastern Orthodoxy and even later branched into Protestantism when Martin Luther nailed his 99 theses against a door in Germany.
Today there are three main branches of Christianity and as many as 45,000 denominations globally…and none of them is 100% right about everything. I say this with confidence because Christianity is an admission of flawed human status and a need for God to correct said status. Logic thus dictates that if humans are flawed, then their creations are flawed. This includes their churches, each with good and bad to offer.
If no denomination is 100% correct about everything, then perhaps Christ’s church, like our government, needs an unofficial system of checks and balances. And for that reason, maybe, just maybe, we are ALL supposed to be here. Our government has three main branches which are meant to challenge things for the betterment of the people. Our God-the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit is-Triune. Christianity has three main branches, Roman Catholic, Protestant and Eastern Orthodox. It seems too much of a coincidence.
Notice that when the pope is wrong, there are fiery protestant thinkers to challenge him. Or, when Baptists feel disconnected from history, there is an Orthodox brother inviting them to a Russian Christmas. Likewise, Catholics often share the beauty of first communion with Presbyterian neighbors. I remember my mother saying to me after witnessing such a ceremony “You know the Catholics do some beautiful things.”
Considering this theory opens the door to humility for the Christian. And when humility is entertained, the door to friendship is not far behind, along with the realization that Christians have way bigger problems than each other.
We all came from the same place. The basic tenants of all three Christian branches proclaim Christ and declare that we are returning to Him. Yes, there are differences, but perhaps those differences are to be celebrated, not debased.
In the colonial days, a picture of a snake circulated the colonies. It was cut into pieces with the abbreviations of eight colonies on each piece. The moto “Join or Die” was beneath it. I can think of no better analogy for today’s modern church than that old colonial snake.
Those who call Christ King have many enemies, but if we join as our ancestors did to defend and support each other, we could have far more friends.
July 31, 2023
We Need Real Heroes
I have nothing against caped crusaders or comic book classics. Michael Keaton’s Batman came out when I was a child, and the movie absolutely captivated me. I likewise found Robert Downy Junior’s Ironman inspirational, especially when he took out those terrorists by constructing a suit from scrap metal.
These stories were wonderful when we thought supervillains were just a trope and not a truth, when we needed a fantasy to take us away from the beautiful and just reality that was America. But things have changed. America is now infested with monsters, and we need real heroes to fight them.
But I am not the only one who feels this way.
If you want proof, look at how the recent Indiana Jones movie performed in comparison to the Sound of Freedom. Indiana Jones was fun when Nazis were still the boogeyman and Harrison Ford was too young for a walker, but he, like the slough of marvel movies, have run their course.
The few Nazis around are not enough to hold a barbeque much less another Holocaust, and purple alien villains are nothing when literal human villains just forced your children to veil and your loved ones to inject.
The Sound of Freedom by contrast is a movie based on the harsh reality of child trafficking and suggests what we knew all along, that some of our elites may be the closest thing to vampires the world has ever seen.
The country just got over medical apartheid, and the perpetrators of said apartheid are still walking the streets. Children are still disappearing; my phone goes off daily with amber alerts and the front end of Walmart is plastered with the faces of the missing. Market the Flash to me all you want, but until he strings up Fauci or traffickers, I won’t give a rip how fast he runs or spend a dime on his movie.
Hollywood can no longer cover its crimes with its creativity. Their movies sting our eyes and ring hollow in our ears. Their full repentance is necessary for us to buy again, but I won’t hold my breath. Rather, I would support giving time and money to competitors like Angel studios; if enough of us do this, then these alternative entertainment industries may yet be able to cut the head from this dragon and hand Hollywood its proverbial a#$!
Then, and only then will we see the real heroes we so long for in real life as well as on screen.
These stories were wonderful when we thought supervillains were just a trope and not a truth, when we needed a fantasy to take us away from the beautiful and just reality that was America. But things have changed. America is now infested with monsters, and we need real heroes to fight them.
But I am not the only one who feels this way.
If you want proof, look at how the recent Indiana Jones movie performed in comparison to the Sound of Freedom. Indiana Jones was fun when Nazis were still the boogeyman and Harrison Ford was too young for a walker, but he, like the slough of marvel movies, have run their course.
The few Nazis around are not enough to hold a barbeque much less another Holocaust, and purple alien villains are nothing when literal human villains just forced your children to veil and your loved ones to inject.
The Sound of Freedom by contrast is a movie based on the harsh reality of child trafficking and suggests what we knew all along, that some of our elites may be the closest thing to vampires the world has ever seen.
The country just got over medical apartheid, and the perpetrators of said apartheid are still walking the streets. Children are still disappearing; my phone goes off daily with amber alerts and the front end of Walmart is plastered with the faces of the missing. Market the Flash to me all you want, but until he strings up Fauci or traffickers, I won’t give a rip how fast he runs or spend a dime on his movie.
Hollywood can no longer cover its crimes with its creativity. Their movies sting our eyes and ring hollow in our ears. Their full repentance is necessary for us to buy again, but I won’t hold my breath. Rather, I would support giving time and money to competitors like Angel studios; if enough of us do this, then these alternative entertainment industries may yet be able to cut the head from this dragon and hand Hollywood its proverbial a#$!
Then, and only then will we see the real heroes we so long for in real life as well as on screen.
July 25, 2023
A Second Open Letter to My FBI Agent
Dear Reader,
I haven't spoken to my FBI agent Jim in a while, so I figured a letter to him was long overdue. See, there was an incident the other night on the social media network Gab, and while I don't know for sure, I think Jim was involved. Anyway, here is my second letter to my FBI agent, Jim. Enjoy everyone!
Jim,
It’s been a while! How have you been? As for myself, I’m well-but you already know that. After all the point of our relationship is that you know everything about me. I saw you on Gab the other day criticizing my pepe memes and proposing a hostile takeover. I could smell your frustration through the screen when the other Gabbers and I declined your invitation with such colorful epitaphs as “retard,” “fed,” and “fedtard.”
But honestly, Jim, what were you expecting? You should know by now that we learned from January 6th not to conduct large protests or at least not tell feds such as yourself about them when we do. Still, seeing as you had a rough time the other night, I thought I’d write this letter and give you a friendly look into my world. No, I’m not talking about my address, bank account, or true identity-you already know those things. I’m talking about a look into my mind, and the minds of the others you were conversing with.
We do these things to cope with the world we’ve been thrust into Jim. In short, if we didn’t laugh about it, we would cry. It’s called Dark Humor, in which you force yourself to chuckle at the catastrophic and hurl “ha has” at hell.
Dark Humor allows people like me to deal with the fact that the government we thought was for us is now against us. It lets us get through being hated and sometimes even hunted. Dark humor is how we square with the reality that from what we can tell, there is no political solution…and where we go from here Jim, well I won’t say.
So, I am sorry but also not sorry about the frog memes, retard references and absolute pandemonium you encountered online the other night. For the country is a dumpster fire, Jim, and rather than cry over the carnage, we have chosen to roast marshmallows in its flames.
Speaking of which, a smores is calling me! And you are welcome to join if you should decide. As I’ve said before, I am here for you!
Sincerely,
P.R. Infidel
I haven't spoken to my FBI agent Jim in a while, so I figured a letter to him was long overdue. See, there was an incident the other night on the social media network Gab, and while I don't know for sure, I think Jim was involved. Anyway, here is my second letter to my FBI agent, Jim. Enjoy everyone!
Jim,
It’s been a while! How have you been? As for myself, I’m well-but you already know that. After all the point of our relationship is that you know everything about me. I saw you on Gab the other day criticizing my pepe memes and proposing a hostile takeover. I could smell your frustration through the screen when the other Gabbers and I declined your invitation with such colorful epitaphs as “retard,” “fed,” and “fedtard.”
But honestly, Jim, what were you expecting? You should know by now that we learned from January 6th not to conduct large protests or at least not tell feds such as yourself about them when we do. Still, seeing as you had a rough time the other night, I thought I’d write this letter and give you a friendly look into my world. No, I’m not talking about my address, bank account, or true identity-you already know those things. I’m talking about a look into my mind, and the minds of the others you were conversing with.
We do these things to cope with the world we’ve been thrust into Jim. In short, if we didn’t laugh about it, we would cry. It’s called Dark Humor, in which you force yourself to chuckle at the catastrophic and hurl “ha has” at hell.
Dark Humor allows people like me to deal with the fact that the government we thought was for us is now against us. It lets us get through being hated and sometimes even hunted. Dark humor is how we square with the reality that from what we can tell, there is no political solution…and where we go from here Jim, well I won’t say.
So, I am sorry but also not sorry about the frog memes, retard references and absolute pandemonium you encountered online the other night. For the country is a dumpster fire, Jim, and rather than cry over the carnage, we have chosen to roast marshmallows in its flames.
Speaking of which, a smores is calling me! And you are welcome to join if you should decide. As I’ve said before, I am here for you!
Sincerely,
P.R. Infidel
July 18, 2023
USA: Country or Candy Store?
The country of Ghana has done something very generous: they have invited Black Americans to immigrate. It’s poetic in some ways, because Ghana is home to the historic Elmina Castle, a place where slaves were staged before being loaded onto ships bound for the New World.
Now Black Americans can look upon this monument and reflect on their ancestors’ struggles on their way to a new life.
One lady chose to make this journey; she just so happened to be a writer and wrote an editorial about why she made this decision. She cited many reasons: wanting to be around people like her, not wanting to hear what she perceived was racially motivated speech, and several small but obvious digs at the USA.
Even so, her narrative didn’t bother me, dear reader. I have my own complaints about this place and don’t begrudge anyone happiness, even if that happiness isn’t possible here. No, it didn’t bother me until I came to the end of her article, where she reflected on a conversation she’d had with her children prior to immigrating.
She wasn’t happy with the US, thought it a racist place, wanted out, but told her children not to give up their US citizen ship, because it was, and I quote: “Your key to the candy store.”
That bothered me because it made me think: are we a country or a candy store?
We’re one of the few places that offers dual citizenship, which seems a welcome mat for spies. We also have a wide-open border, rob citizens of their labor to provide for the rest of the world, insult the descendants of our founding stock, and export unhealthy ideas.
So, I went to a candy store, made a purchase, and hung out for a few minutes to see. And, I have to say, this woman might be right. Candy stores are fun. Candy stores let everyone in. Candy stores also let their customers go to other candy stores freely. Candy stores cater to their customers at the expense of their workers, who often make minimum wage, and candy stores are exporters of unhealthy goods. Many foreigners have complained about us spreading homosexual propaganda, and don’t’ get me started on Bill Gates’ vaccine crusades in Africa or Hillary and Bill Clinton’s Haitian horrors.
I won’t lie-what this woman said hurt. Despite what the US has given her, she has no love for this country, but stills wants the door to her “candy store” open. That said, it’s not her fault. We have allowed people to walk all over us. We are not acting like a country. We are acting like a candy store, and she is only being honest about it.
I bear this author no ill will and wish her well on her journey. I also hope her new life in Ghana is everything she dreams of-I just wish she would burn her US citizenship once she gets there, but she won’t-and why would she?
After all, we won’t demand it, even though we should.
Now Black Americans can look upon this monument and reflect on their ancestors’ struggles on their way to a new life.
One lady chose to make this journey; she just so happened to be a writer and wrote an editorial about why she made this decision. She cited many reasons: wanting to be around people like her, not wanting to hear what she perceived was racially motivated speech, and several small but obvious digs at the USA.
Even so, her narrative didn’t bother me, dear reader. I have my own complaints about this place and don’t begrudge anyone happiness, even if that happiness isn’t possible here. No, it didn’t bother me until I came to the end of her article, where she reflected on a conversation she’d had with her children prior to immigrating.
She wasn’t happy with the US, thought it a racist place, wanted out, but told her children not to give up their US citizen ship, because it was, and I quote: “Your key to the candy store.”
That bothered me because it made me think: are we a country or a candy store?
We’re one of the few places that offers dual citizenship, which seems a welcome mat for spies. We also have a wide-open border, rob citizens of their labor to provide for the rest of the world, insult the descendants of our founding stock, and export unhealthy ideas.
So, I went to a candy store, made a purchase, and hung out for a few minutes to see. And, I have to say, this woman might be right. Candy stores are fun. Candy stores let everyone in. Candy stores also let their customers go to other candy stores freely. Candy stores cater to their customers at the expense of their workers, who often make minimum wage, and candy stores are exporters of unhealthy goods. Many foreigners have complained about us spreading homosexual propaganda, and don’t’ get me started on Bill Gates’ vaccine crusades in Africa or Hillary and Bill Clinton’s Haitian horrors.
I won’t lie-what this woman said hurt. Despite what the US has given her, she has no love for this country, but stills wants the door to her “candy store” open. That said, it’s not her fault. We have allowed people to walk all over us. We are not acting like a country. We are acting like a candy store, and she is only being honest about it.
I bear this author no ill will and wish her well on her journey. I also hope her new life in Ghana is everything she dreams of-I just wish she would burn her US citizenship once she gets there, but she won’t-and why would she?
After all, we won’t demand it, even though we should.
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