The Truth of God for a Lie

Even if it grants you great wealth,  puts food on your family's table, or just another car payment due, it is a grave mistake to be wicked. People think they are invulnerable, that they will never get held responsible for their evil deeds. All criminals in jail believe they are innocent, and all of them thought they'd never get caught. It often involves breaking Man's law, and also God's law at the same time. Evil despises God, because He exists and is good. All men know this. Over 2000 years ago, Paul the Apostle wrote: (Romans 1, verses 18-25, NIV)

May 10, 2026

 My room mate spent nearly half a day "fellowshipping". Half a day? I wondered what the hell he did for all that time-at least four hours-I mean, what can anyone possibly talk about for four hours in one place? This was after an AA meeting, so I suppose they traded stories of their lives before and after alcohol. I can't imagine how any of that could be fun for four hours, or even thirty minutes, to be honest. Yet my roommate and others I've met speak very highly of fellowshipping, as if it were the height of wholesome entertainment. For me, it's the height of boredom, no matter where it takes place. After any meeting, really. Most of the people I've met in fellowship circles are almost all uniformly bland, incurious, and predictable. Yet even so, I am one those types of people who do not crave the company of others-I prefer dogs and cats-and even if I were "fellowshipping" with a group of geniuses, I'd still prefer to be alone. 

Drill Baby Drill

 A part of the reason why so many elitists support efforts to replace fossil fuels with solar and wind (mostly), is because it would eliminate a lot of their problems. How so? Because of poor people doing poor-people things that interfere with their personal elitist agendas. "We are only trying to make the world a better place for our children and their children", they claim, and that might be true. But, poor people care nothing about green energy-because it's expensive and unreliable. The poor care absolutely nothing for ideas like "diversity", "inclusion", and the rights of transsexuals. No, the poor are concerned with other more important issues, like making the rent, fending off starvation or malnutrition, somehow buying their children clothes and toys, avoiding being robbed on the street, not freezing to death in the winter, etc. 

For My Grandchildren: Advice Concerning Work

 The only relevant things in the job market are competency, and the ability to get along with co-workers and customers. 

Can you do the job? Perform the task efficiently and competently? Can you overlook your co-worker's obnoxious attitude and carry on with your job? Can you respect the customer's humanity, desire sincerely to help him, and ignore their body odor? Do you refrain from being obnoxious and irritating yourself? Are you kind when people approach you with their concerns? In other words, if you can do the job well, and are not a lizard person, then you'll be successful in the job market, and in the other areas of your life. Why? Because in the job market, competency and tolerance of others are paramount.

This is Why I Hate You, Leftist Bastards

How exquisitely progressive. A beautiful young Ukrainian refugee, Iryna Zarutska—23 years old, fleeing the horrors of war only to have her throat slashed in a savage, unprovoked stabbing on an American train by a repeat offender with a rap sheet stretching back years—now has her memory whitewashed from a public mural memorializing her in Providence, Rhode Island. Not because the artwork was ugly or offensive in any aesthetic sense, but because, according to the city's enlightened mayor and his cohort of virtue-signaling officials, it simply doesn't represent "our values." Whose values? What values? The ones that prioritize feelings over facts? 

Elementary Music Theory

You experience some sounds as interesting, beautiful, pleasing — or even annoying and disturbing — because music is organized sound (and silence) over time.
"Organized" means there are differences in pitch (how high or low a sound is), and the sounds are arranged with rhythm (when they happen and how long they last). To review:

1. Music — organized sound and silence over time.
2. Rhythm — when and how long sounds (or notes) are played.
3. Interval — the distance in pitch between two notes.
4. Melody — a sequence of notes of different pitches (with rhythm) played over time.
5. Pitch — how high or low a sound is (not how loud — loudness is a separate quality called dynamics or volume).
6. Note — a single musical sound (with pitch and duration).

Why Football in America is Great

 The following is a rewrite from the original, in 2010

Football has been more than just a sport to me; it's been a classroom of life where I've learned the essence of teamwork, the resilience needed after defeat, and the discipline required for success. Each game, each season, has been a lesson in leadership, strategic thinking, and maintaining composure under pressure. But perhaps most importantly, football has taught me about community - how a shared passion can unite people, creating bonds that last well beyond the game. Whether it's learning to accept failure or celebrating success, the field has been my teacher, showing me how to navigate life's plays with grace and determination.

The Mindset of the Democratic Party in America

        When we were all living in the jungle, before we built cities, some people began to notice that there were people amongst them who were doing a lot better than most. They had better food, women, clothes, etc.-and that made them envious and hateful. How could you have a steak to eat, when I have nothing? How could everyone praise you, but ignore me? Such a dark emotion to feel at the sight of someone's achievement! Instead of channeling their ambition into productive or creative endeavors, envious individuals direct their energy towards destructive desires, wishing to diminish others rather than elevate themselves.

On Playing Music

 

"IT'S JUST TWO CHORDS!",  I told the man who complimented me after I played “Ode to Joy”. This  melody was much more complex than just two chords in Beethoven's  9th Symphony, of which “Ode to Joy” is part. Nevertheless, it has become a simple Christian worship song, a song that resembles children’s tunes in chord structure (“Mary Had a Little Lamb”, and “Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star” comes to mind). I briefly discussed this with him, and he confessed to loving such music for it's simplicity, but not really understanding the musical theory behind it. I was absolutely amazed at this man’s kindness, however, because it was obviously sincere. So now, dear reader, let me ask you a question: what do you think is the most real, most sincere way to show your appreciation to a musician you like? Applaud/clap? Tip? Make a shrine to him or her in your closet?

The Problem with Politics

 POLITICS SUCK MORE THAN ANYTHING ELSE INCUDING DISEASE

-John Russell Turner

This is what's happening in the UK right now. Farmers are being pushed off their farms. Why?

Demonic Times

I had the experience of dealing directly with someone who hates Donald Trump. This person told me that anyone who votes for him is not welcome in her house. Well, that concerned me a little because I'm her room mate. She's sleeping right now on the other side of the apartment. Fortunately, she can not just call the police and have me evicted. I'm on the lease with her. Last night she had a run against me and Donald Trump that told me a lot. Here's a brief background: before she knew I support Trump, she thought I was a great guy and all, didn't hassle her for sex, cleaned after myself, and paid the bills on time. She'd get drunk and tell me how much she loves me, how much she "really appreciates" me and asks me to never go away. Sober, she's respectful and even affectionate. But, after she knew I supported Trump, I was a "woman hater", "against her children"; she accused me of being a "racist", of being a typical "white guy" voting for the "white guy". After spewing basically the worldview of Joy Behar and Whoopi Goldberg all over me-the one that posits life as a big "fuck you"-she actually had spittle foam at the corner of her mouth. She wasn't being cute or funny or practicing absurdist comedy. She was "for real". She meant (or perhaps thought she meant) all she told me. And guess what happened when I explained to her-with receipts-that  she was wrong? She doubled down, of course. Shrill, hysterical and consciously evil. All that was what this person showed me in response to learning of my support of Donald J. Trump.

Shame Tactics to Get Out the Vote?

 

About a week or two ago, ads started showing up on X and YouTube. The organization behind this ad campaign to get veterans to vote is called the Vet Voice Foundation. Recently I discovered that the Vet Voice Foundation is also sending out flyers via snail mail, so I got curious as to who these people are at the Vet Voice Foundation. I just wanted too see who it is that thinks trying to shame people into voting is right. 

A simple Google search reveals that Vet Voice filed a lawsuit against an attempt to reform the voting process in Washington State.  The Stranger, a Seattle based left wing news outlet (print and on-line), wrote a sympathetic piece about this lawsuit. A brief visit to the Vet Voice website reveals they consider fighting "misinformation" a campaign, a mission if you will. Click here to view their statement on this issue. So, the people using shame tactics to get veterans to vote are Leftists. Yet another example of their lunacy. 

If You Want Me to Send You Something, Use Email!!!

Ah, the many insights brought about by my experience working in a call center! It's been an overall positive experience, even with the occasional "problem" customer calling in from time to time. This is because it has given me a window in which I can see and even study human behavior. Why should I, or anyone else, want to study and observe human behavior? For me, the answer is to better understand the huge mystery which is myself and my behaviors, and, to be an effective call center employee.  

It's Way Past Time for the Democrat Party to Die

 By this time, many of you have seen the  "word salad" responses Kamala Harris has given to interviewers. She does not answer  questions, she rambles incoherently...a lot. Then there's her blatant, almost gleeful lying about everything. Her constant attacks on Trump and his supporters serves as a cover for her incompetency, a play directly taken from the Democrat Party playbook. She has reversed her position on various topics, but refuses to explain why, giving instead insulting and at times condescending word-salad answers to simple questions. Is she a serious candidate? Why is she running? What exactly are the Democrats offering America with Kamala Harris, and that pervert Walz? Satisfaction for Trump haters? Vengeance on Trump and his supporters? 

For My Grandchildren: Advice Concerning Work

The only relevant things in the job market are competency, and the ability to get along with co-workers and customers. 

Can you do the job? Perform the task efficiently and competently? Can you overlook your co-worker's obnoxious attitude and carry on with your job? Can you respect the customer's humanity, desire sincerely to help him, and ignore their body odor? Do you refrain from being obnoxious and irritating yourself? Are you kind when people approach you with their concerns? In other words, if you can do the job well, and are not a lizard person, then you'll be successful in the job market, and in the other areas of your life. Why? Because in the job market, competency and tolerance of others are paramount.

Confessions of a Trump Supporter

THE NATIONAL ELECTION IS A MONTH AWAY,  and I should check the progress of that storm out in the gulf. Although I am living outside the forecasted impact cone of the storm, I know it could head straight here. That would be tomorrow, but this morning, I am thinking about the upcoming  Presidential elections, the unreliability of any and all news sources, the January 6th incident, the 2020 elections, and Israel. 

Your Offense Means Nothing

to anyone but you:

I SAY I BELIEVE IN SOMETHING, or I display a flag in front of my house, and you tell me you're offended by these things. Well, do you really think I should care that you are offended?  What do you want me to do about it?  Change my behavior to suit you? Die? Do you even see me as a a sovereign individual? Perhaps you think I should care about your offense because you might inflict dire consequences, or perhaps you think you're more important than you really are? It's strange, this obsession with not offending people. It's taken a firm hold on our culture, up to the point where in some countries people are jailed for being offensive. Anyone who tries to manipulate people- through fear of the consequences of offending them- are classic malignant narcissists, and many of them are also tyrants. These sorts of people are the ones always demanding to speak to the manager for even the most trivial of slights. They are the ones who are offensive, in the true meaning of the word; they cause displeasure or resentment.  This fetid self-centeredness and the total lack of awareness of others is very uncomfortable to watch. Here's what it boils down to: constantly offended people think they deserve a value (discounts, line jump, et al) not because they deserve it, but because they're offended and will have you cancelled if you don't. 

I Know Who You Are, Karens and Wokesters

An open letter to Karens, Trump haters, and all who hate the good for being the good:

I know who you are, I understand that you hate everything. Here's how I know: when something hideous happens (1,800 Israelis killed, Donald Trump shot, children being sterilized and mutilated, et al), you become inflamed with passionate support for these things. When something good happens, you seek to destroy it. You truly believe it is OK to lie to get what you want. I see you frequently at work, with your perverse exaggerated sense of self-worth, making strident demands, blocking traffic, disrupting the lives of those around you and your smell.  I know that there is no love in you at all for anything, including your self, because what you feel is a massive emptiness inside that only serves to remind you how you destroyed your soul by embracing such hatred. I would help you if I could, but I know you don't want help, and I also know without any doubt that you would kill me if you could get away with it. No, you are wholly and existentially evil, and beyond redemption-most of you don't believe in God, the real one-and so your life becomes hellish, what you are doing is slowly killing you. But you don't care, and I know it. You filthy sick bastards cheered on the brutal killing of women and children watching TV in their homes, you support the monsters who perpetrated this, and some of you are the ones who stridently demand to see the manager whenever an employee struggling to make ends meet says "no" to you, for any reason. And why do you do this? That's between God and you. My job is not to placate you, to understand you, not to help you in any way, but to discredit you, by exposing your hideously evil depravity. Yet even so, at the moment you begin to realize that maybe you aren't at the center of things, and that yes, there is a God, you will greatly improve. I did. I was you. I changed. You can, too. For the sake of the miraculous, wonderful fact of you being human and existing, you should think twice before you deny God and claim yourself as Him.

My First Experience as an Employee Facing a Karen

and why I forgive her

THIS IS AN ACCOUNT of what happened during my first verifiable encounter with a so-called "Karen" at work. Some background: I work at a big box home improvement store in Savannah, GA, as a customer service/sales associate. So, 

Morning Reflections, 9/5/2024

Oh boy, we're now well into September, looks like the weather is just now starting to cool down. I am writing this in Savannah, Georgia, where summers can be hot as well as humid- every day. My friend is excited at this recent cooling trend, as she can leave her patio door open all the time. She and I just moved into a new apartment; our old one was getting annoying so we found a new place. Anyway, I've been thinking that the more I read Dr. Peterson's work (he's a famous clinical psychologist), and the more I understand the nuances and variations of human psychology, the more I understand myself.