Oh Settle Down

I look at my files and what have I got? Chinese Bat Soup Flu, enough of it to fill, at least the Indian Ocean. I’m tired of it, tired of the lies the media tells us, tired of trying to perceive the truth through the smoke that the left generates, and above all tired of non-cures that will kill more Americans than this hyped flu would if we just all ignored it. Maybe that’s why I like a blast of common sense from The Adaptive Curmudgeon. Maybe you will too.

I’ve seen this movie before. You have too. It’s easy to forget but there’s a ready aid to recollection. Deliberately keep the events of the day at arm’s length. Perspective reminds us that most “momentous” events are forgotten immediately, the rest are forgotten gradually. Only a fraction leave a mark.

Here’s one example among many; the great depression left its mark but Y2K didn’t. Ironically, if you dig up news of the time, the opposite appears true. During the great depression the word they used for their momentous event was “just another shitty day”. In modern parlance that’s “this is the new normal”. It was a long slow transformation. One could experience it yet not even recognize what was happening. On the other hand, newspapers (remember them?) from late 1999 describe a people fretting that Y2K was lurking under their bed at night. Y2K loomed, it could have been huge, it wasn’t, it passed, it was forgotten. We know this. People in December 1999, did not.

The memory of past fads and mass movements makes you seem odd. Keep the press at bay and the phone on silent. In a few years you will will note but not swim in the swirling currents of public opinion.

Now there is some serious truth, one which I have trouble with periodically. Why? Pressure to get a post up is part of it, so is Hubris that I have real answers, when often they are suppositions informed by experience, which is often, although not always, a definition of common sense.

What about the opposite side of the aisle, the sort that hates UBI but loves deregulation? Are they any different? Not really. What are they doing? Suspending regulation. I have more sympathy for that approach, but it doesn’t mean I’m learning. I like deregulation with or without the gorilla to justify it. Deregulators aren’t learning and neither am I. I’m just cheering people for doing what I already wanted them to do.

Consider “survivalists”; formerly called “pioneers” and now renamed with the balless Newspeak euphemism “prepper”. They had adequate reserves in advance. They see this virus as justification to their actions. I have sympathy with that approach. I have two freezers full of food and all sorts of associated shit. I keep a full pantry with or without the gorilla. Whether it’s COVID19, a Russkie ICBM, or a hurricane, advance stores is a tool some of us like to use. The folks that don’t like that approach (they correctly realize it’s a PITA) piss and moan about hoarding. Because that’s what they do. They piss and moan. It’s the tool they prefer. One man’s “preparation” is another man’s “hoarding”. As flu rampages through our imagination and slowly shambles toward reality, nobody is changing their mind. Everyone’s walking the path they already chose.

I’m a loner by nature. Introvert. More likely to talk to a stack of firewood than a stranger. (Better conversation.) I’m self quarantining. But I do damn near the same thing every flu season (with admittedly mixed results). Others are gregarious, desperate to be with the herd. So they’re breaking quarantines or at least bitching mightily about the situation. We are all doing what we do.

There’s a fair amount more, all of it with the same sort of calm common sense that we don’t hear very much of. Those of us of a certain age will recognize it though. It’s the voice of our fathers and grandfathers (mothers too, of course). You know those folks who lived through the shitty days of the depression, when whole states were blowing on the wind, and then kicked Hitler and company’s asses right into Hell where they belonged.

The best way to learn something? From history. Go and do likewise.

A Couple of Questions

Interesting. Michael O. Church is one of my first three subscribers, if not the very first, it’s been a while! He’s had enough, mostly of the free WordPress site. Let him tell it:

At some point, WordPress began running banner ads under my essays, without paying me, because I was using the free tier, so fuck that guy. I never saw the ads on my own blog, when logged in, and now I understand why. If WordPress bloggers (like this dumb sap) knew how intrusive the ads were, they’d be less likely to create content.

The banner ads were ugly— and I wasn’t making any money off the damn things— but I was willing to tolerate them… laziness, inertia, not wanting to start over.

Yeah, same with me, I can live with it, easier than I can do the work involved with having my own.

Not just a banner ad, but a block ad, right between paragraphs. A fear-based fake-news ad, on top of that. F[*]cking garbage, in the middle of my writing.

I never allowed this. I am embarrassed that this piece of garbage ran between two paragraphs of my writing. I am f[*]cking done with this shit.

One of you guys who sees them want to tell me if they’re that bad here, I don’t see them and if I log out my adblocker kills them. So let me know, don’t know that I’ll do anything about it, but it would be nice to know

The Duran is asking a question I have been asking myself as well…

An economic cataclysm has been unleashed upon the world by Western politicians and bureaucrats. Unbelievably, economic activity in the West has slowed to a creep, as entire populations have been confined to their homes for weeks, if not months. As a result, millions have had their lives turned upside down. Most entrepreneurs and self-employed have had their livelihoods jeopardized.

The EU economy may shrink by 5% according to the ECB, and similar figures are forecast for the US. The economic devastation wrecked upon Western economies by governments will have consequences for many years to come. It will inevitably lower the quality of life of European and US citizens for a long time, impacting their health as well.

It is important to understand that this disaster is not the result of the Coronavirus pandemic, which is a public health problem, but of overzealous government officials reacting to the pandemic.

It’s an interesting point, particularly since it appears that if we just left it alone, it would, at worst, be slightly less bad than our normal flu season.

I can think of a few scenarios where I can identify a group which gains, ranging from the Chicoms themselves to the whole Orangemanbad sorority. But I think somebody in Washington might want to look at this with a thought or two about the future. In essence, cui bono, as always.  The author gives some excellent suggestions, but this one stands out for me.

But the strongest pressure on governments probably comes from the media, in particular in the current times of pervasive internet and social media. Politicians are now constantly scrutinized and held responsible in a way that they were not just a generation ago. Further, mass media is prone to dramatize and exaggerate events, as this things makes for better ratings, but also because journalists are not virologists. Mainstream media often tends to misinterpret and simplify the facts, inadvertently or not. An example of this is the mortality rate of Covid-19, which is constantly reported to be much higher than it is, because only declared cases are used (CFR). More generally, the prevailing attitude from the media is that everything must be done to save a small minority of the entire population today, even if that comes at the price of future economic pain for tens of millions of people. This is the classic socialist and interventionist dilemma: where does it stop? In a world of scarce resources, how much taxpayer money should be spent by the State to save one life?

Read it all, it’s good stuff.

The Year of the Boomerang

Chinese Bat Soup flu, here, there, everywhere, nothing else holds fashion! As I said yesterday, I’m tiring of it, but there just isn’t much else, not even much politics to rant about. So we’ll talk a bit about consequences…

First, there was a semi-reasonable level of cooperation on relief legislation in the Senate. It was plenty bad, but about what could be expected. Then San Fran Nan showed up. The Federalist says:

And then Pelosi came back to town from her week-long vacation and announced the rare, rare bipartisan cooperation the country had seen in the Senate would end with her — and election politics would begin.

“Oh, I don’t know about Monday but we are still talking,” she said Sunday evening. “It’s on the Senate side now because that’s their deadline for a vote but we’ll be introducing our own bill and hopefully it’ll be compatible with that they discussed on the Senate.”

It was difficult to guess how she’d do this with the House in recess, but on Monday her office miraculously introduced a 1,400-page bill. Miraculous, until it became clear she’d simply unloaded the Democratic Party’s election platform into a bill intended to save Americans from bankruptcy and death in the face of a global pandemic.

Keep reading but the gist is that Nan’s bill would make sure that America stayed dead. Who knows? Maybe the ChiCom Politburo wrote it. No doubt they’d be overjoyed.

Over at Townhall, The Colonel has some thoughts on the players, and they are worthwhile.

There’s lots of blame because there are a lot of stupid people and institutions who should be blamed. There are also heroes. I wrote about them the other day. But most of the people you recognize from the idiot box were zeros.

The list of zeros must begin with the media, as if that’s a shock. If you were expecting anything but garbage from our media, you have not been paying attention for, oh, the last half-century. Like its establishment masters, the press was freaking out because the Democrat candidates were a collection of mutants and nothing they threw at Donald Trump could stop him, not emoluments, not taxes, not chicks, not Russia, not Ukraine, not Upper Volta, nothing. And then…the Chinese flu. Yeah, that was it! Yeah, that would totally get Trump! Yeah, instead of dealing with the bogus impeachment, Trump should have been rebooting Contagion, though when he cut Bat-Soupland off from direct air travel the smart set called him “racist.”

Yeah. Uh huh. M’kay.

And when the virus got going, the media decided that it should provide critical information to help people cope with the crisis, information like the freshly-minted notion that identifying a virus by its place of origin is racist. That was super-helpful and not-at-all-frivolous nonsense. Oh, and blaming Trump because mental defectives decided to gobble fish tank cleaners – without mentioning the fish tank cleaner part.

Someday, an expert is going to write the definitive book on the modern American media. That expert will be a proctologist.

A big hero is Dr. Anthony Fauci for going everywhere and talking to everyone. Yeah, he’s a liberal in his personal life. He seems to like Felonia Milhous von Pantsuit for some reason but he does what you should do in his position and plays it straight. Where he disagrees with the president, he does it respectfully and without the spittle-spraying insanity of the Never Trump set, and where he thinks the president is right, Dr. Fauci says so. Sure, some conservatives are suspicious of him, and that’s no surprise. What is shocking is seeing someone not being a liberal hack.

Nancy Pelosi is another huge zero. Boy, talk about stepping on your Ted Lieu. Her idea about tanking the relief bill and trying to force her liberal Kwanzaa shopping list of commie fetishes down America’s throat was a strategic blunder of incredible proportions. Nancy forgot that it’s not 1970, when she was 62 years old, anymore. Her media pals will try to cover for her but the gatekeepers got no gate no more to keep. The truth came out and she wilted under the heat. The Dems look like idiots.

Yep, to all he says.

Why the Year of the Boomerang? Because we’re six months out from a presidential election, and one party is obviously trying to destroy the America most of us grew up in, and six months isn’t even close to enough time for anybody to forget.

I think they will pay a terrible wonderful price, and once again we will see the glories of American world leadership.

And the Chiucoms? They too are off on the journey to the scrap heap of history. Being an enemy of America tends to have that effect, at least when we care enough.


Sage Advice, Just in Thyme

I can’t speak for you, but Audre spoke for me yesterday when she commented that after informing myself, I’m ready to do something different. Politics is always one of those things where we would prefer to avert our eyes from the sausage making. And it becomes even worse when one of our parties seems to obviously and ostentatiously promote their policies, including infanticide on the public dime, ahead of citizens’ lives. There is a reason why many of us refer to the Democratic Party as the Party of Death. We do because it is.

Still, the world is such that if we the people don’t keep the watch, they’ll win, and so we do, trying not to vomit along the way. But it leaves a sickness in us. And that needs cleansing. Audre has part of the answer, and I too can be found on YouTube or increasingly on Amazon TV watching old British history shows, and the occasional movie. Which is why I’m sometimes slow on comments.

I like Scoop’s coauthor’s take on Charlie’s Blog quite a lot.

But I think Melissa Zellniker-Presser covered it excellently in The Smallest Mile yesterday wearing her seven league boots.

Jesus said, “Rise, take up your mat, and walk.” John 5:8

One of the greatest saints of all time was St. Therese of Lisieux. Known for her “little way,” St. Therese taught faith in a very practical, real and tangible way, inspiring us to simply “do small things with great love.” These small acts, when done with the greatest love, produce an abundance of fruit, not just for the people we serve, but for the whole world. 

St. Therese carried out this teaching and outlined it while living in a cloister away from the world. She was not a theology major or a priest. She was not a world leader. She was simply a soul who chose to love, and show us how to love in a very specific and concrete way. God chose her to carry out His very specific mission for her, and her writings and teachings have been left behind for us so that we may too learn to carry out the little way.

There are many times when we feel paralyzed in life, unable to move or speak because we are overcome with stress, grief and worry. In this way, we are like the man suffering from illness in John Chapter 5 who had been ill for thirty-eight years. Jesus does not simply encourage the man and provide him inspiration, He gives him direction, “Rise, take up your mat, and walk.” And this is what Jesus is telling us today, right now.

We all are given our own ways to love, and not all of us are meant to shout from the housetops or be politicians. Some, perhaps many of us are meant to be like St Therese and be that still small voice that echoes in the mind, reminding others that the Lord is both watching and caring for his people.

The whole situation also reminds me of something Jessica wrote, long ago, in fact, the very first time she appeared in a post here.

Our Lady speaks to King Alfred at the lowest moment of his fortunes:

I tell you naught for your comfort,
Yea, naught for your desire,
Save that the sky grows darker yet
And the sea rises higher

The lines are repeated in a different context toward the end as Alfred gathers the Saxons for what will prove the last and successful battle

“And this is the word of Mary,
The word of the world’s desire
`No more of comfort shall ye get,
Save that the sky grows darker yet
And the sea rises higher.’ 

Now it proves the flint against which the iron of resolve is sharpened, and the Saxons rally and they win, even though all had seemed lost. Alfred was not the most charismatic or dramatic of leaders, but he won, and this is why:

And this was the might of Alfred,
At the ending of the way;
That of such smiters, wise or wild,
He was least distant from the child,
Piling the stones all day.

Alfred has faith and he had patience, and he had resilience; he lacked the capacity to despair. In short, he possessed all the Christian virtues. He listened to Our Lady and he understood her advice, and so, at the height of the battle:

The King looked up, and what he saw
Was a great light like death,
For Our Lady stood on the standards rent,
As lonely and as innocent
As when between white walls she went
And the lilies of Nazareth.

And so, through many a sorrow and woe, the steadfast faith of Alfred proved victorious where the charismatic personalities of men with less character failed.

Here there is a lesson for us all – if we will read it.


It is my duty as a good citizen of my country, state, and county, to stay abreast of the news so that I can respond according to suggestions and orders issued from the various federal, state, and local governments. As of 6 p.m. yesterday evening, I am ordered by my county government to ‘shelter in place’ – only one time has the Emergency Broadcast System in my state ever used its phone notification program, that was years ago in the wait for a huge hurricane to make landfall. That it is activated now just adds to the stress.

Stress. Not a good look for most people. My alcohol loving husband sits on the couch with a face like a thunder cloud because all the bars are closed now. He doesn’t do change well. On the bright side, for him and others of the ‘band of bar folks’, the liquor stores remain open (for how long? one wonders). Last evening, after virtually no conversation between us, I asked him if he was grumpy. I don’t think it occurred to him until I asked. He thought about it a minute and then said he was, a little.

So what to do? Part of getting through this rough patch is maintaining one’s sanity and equilibrium. Distractions. After I’ve read the headlines of all the major news feeds, after reading or listening to people whose opinions I trust, and making mental note of what I must do to stay prepared and ready to face the next challenge, I go off on a little trip – first stop, YouTube. Either Bigfoot is ‘sheltering in place’ or he’s gone ‘walkabout’. There are no new videos of his ever hiding self. I could use a good bigfoot video right now. There’s a lovely Russian woman I subscribe to – no politics, just life in general – who reported yesterday about Moscow being shut down and how the exchange rate of USD to rubles has gone way up – from 62r per dollar to 80r per dollar and hints of a continued rise. Nope – don’t wanna watch her right now, either. So … what else is there?

Netflix has some good distractions. Plenty of movies for those that love movies. Plenty of series, for those who like that. I’ve watched, since my retirement, most of those and so what I’ve taken to doing is, replay a series I enjoyed (The Crown (love this series!), Haven, West Wing (even though I’m Republican, it’s a wonderful program – the best acting Martin Sheen has ever done … ) and while I listen to the dialogue, I play mahjong solitaire on my tablet. That way, my hands are busy (what a time to try to quit smoking!) and my brain is engaged. I am distracted. It’s a good thing.

I love hidden object games and found a web site that offers a lot of them, with new ones added daily. One becomes so concentrated on trying to find items in a busy picture, one forgets we are on the verge of the collapse of civilization as we know it (sorry – that slipped in from some mainstream media outlet). If you play these games long enough, your eye is trained to find the items and then I add the additional challenge to see if I can find the items faster.

Distractions are good. Find the ones that give you comfort, challenge your brain, make you laugh, or sing along. We’ll get through this; we always do.


Is it real?

There are few books that have captured my imagination in the way that The Harbinger has. When I purchased it, I read it twice; the original reading and the re-read it immediately after! It has to be a pretty good read to make a reader go from reading the last page of the story to turning to the front of the book and reading it again.

In hopes of not giving too much away about the story, here is part of the Wikipedia synopsis:


The author says that The Harbinger is a fictional story which is nevertheless concerned with a real-life connection: a prophecy about ancient Israel that was eventually fulfilled in the eighth century BC when Israel was destroyed, and certain events and facts related to the 9/11 terror attacks against the U.S. in 2001. Cahn calls these events and facts “harbingers,” and argues that they show a connection between ancient Israel’s destruction and a possible coming destruction of the present-day United States. He also says that ancient Israel received a warning before being destroyed, and that the 9/11 harbingers form a similar warning from God to America.[4]

The author argues that America was founded similar to ancient Israel and the Founding Fathers envisioned a country based on the rules of God and a Light Unto the Nations. The author lists a series of warnings or harbingers that were given to ancient Israel before its final destruction by the Assyrians and makes a parallel between each and the events of 9/11.

It’s not a long book – most could probably read it in an afternoon. But it is a powerful book. Easy to read, instantly grips the reader’s attention, and a logical progression of a series of events, ancient and recent, that makes the reader put the book down for a moment and reflect.

It isn’t just that the writing style is precise and devoid of excess verbiage – although there is that; and it isn’t just that the characters are interesting and recognizable – although it has that going for it, too. No, it’s the footnotes, a ton of them, supporting the theme and point of the story. Footnotes taken from history you don’t have to be very old to remember. I traced them; they are accurate.

I have The Harbinger, by Jonathan Cahn, on my tablet to read at any time. Good thing, too! I also bought the book and loaned it a lady at church; yeah, I’ll never see That book again. I also sent the book to my son in Texas. I received a call from him shortly after he finished reading it. He said, “Mom! Is it real?”

I suspect that’s what we all have to decide.

(The Amazon link https://www.amazon.com/Harbinger-Ancient-Mystery-Secret-Americas/dp/161638610X/ref=sr_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=the+harbinger&qid=1584713362&sr=8-1

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