Sunday Funnies; Debates and Bad Puns

There are many, many bad, and off-color puns in the noods this week.

The left finds still more ways to get laughed at whiled destroying what little credibility they had. It’s become rather a habit.

This is truly beautiful work.

Any resemblance to the author is completely accidental

And of course

 

 

I am reminded …

That there are moments of great beauty in being American; of living in this crazy wonderful country of America.

You know my political ‘leanings’ (it’s a wonder I don’t topple over) but watching and listening to West Wing sometimes brings a tightness of chest and stinging eyes. Regardless of your own political leanings, there are golden nuggets in WWing that make watching it worthwhile.

I’m listening (I’ve watched the series so many times that I just listen to it now while I do other things) to the episode regarding Thanksgiving. There’s a fun storyline about the Press Secretary having to decide which of two live turkeys gets to be pardoned, and the important storyline about a freight container of 83 escaped Chinese. A difficult situation to deal with as this fictional (?) administration has trade deals with China that it wants to maintain and not jeopardize. The container box Chinese claim they are persecuted Christians. The President decides he will interview one and decide whether or not they are Christians or are merely coached on what to say. It’s really quite touching to watch (or listen to) the exchange between the president and the Chinese gentleman.

The president decides that they are, indeed, Christian. The Chinese are being held in a camp under military guard. The president pulls some strings and it all works out the way we hope it would.

My America.

Our America.

I never cease to be moved by the promise this country holds.

 

A Plea

Excuse me for stating the obvious – we’re losing. We’re losing the important things, the things that we’ve always held deep in our hearts. Civility, manners, traditions, all the things that make America – and Americans.

There’s something else we’re losing. It’s grievous. It’s lamentable. It’s just plain sad. It has become something wistful, some lovely lacey memory of what was.

Flowers. Yes. Flowers. There’s a whole tradition of flowers on Mother’s Day, Valentine’s Day, and for funerals. They are predictable and virtually mandatory and have a certain ‘ho-hum’-ness to them. But your lady love, your significant other, your big (or little) sister, that favorite aunt, the little old lady that lives next door all alone. Think for just a moment – these people are important to your life and in your life. Shouldn’t they get flowers for no particular reason other than you love them and you think of them every day?

I have rediscovered the joy of jigsaw puzzles. I find that of the wide selection of ‘scenes’ to put together, I’m drawn to the ones with flowers. This has been such a terrible year – misery of one kind or another wherever we look. A lot of people are scared or depressed, or afraid of the future or any combination thereof. But there’s something very earthy, very calming about flowers. I would even say there’s something permanent about flowers – yes, they die but there’s always the assurance that they will come back again next spring, summer, autumn. They are bright, fresh, a statement of lasting beauty in the world. There are things that are untouched by politics or hatred or illness and flowers represent that. Life is beautiful. We forget that. God would not have created the range of colors, shapes, textures, fragrances, sizes because He had nothing to do one day. He created them to give us joy in simple things.

St. Matthews Gospel, chapter six, verses 25-29 “Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow; they toil not, neither do they spin: 29 yet I say unto you, that even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.” Ever seen a field of wildflowers? Texas bluebells? It stops you in your tracks and you take five minutes out of your busy day and just gaze on it. It’s miraculous. It’s stunning. It’s humbling.

My husband has bought me flowers once in 24 years. He says they’re too expensive and then they die. What he doesn’t know – what YOU don’t know – is what it means to women. When the doorbell sounds or the knocker has clapped, she goes to the door and there’s a floral bouquet. She never even notices the delivery person – all she sees is the flowers. She closes the door and carries the flowers like they are crystal and diamonds. She looks around to determine the best setting to place them (she doesn’t ‘put’ them, she ‘places’ them – there’s a big difference). She has to find ‘the’ place for them – they have to be where she can easily see them from throughout the house but it also has to be a place where anyone coming into the house will notice them. Because she wants the world to know that someone loved her so much, they sent her flowers. What you don’t know is she’s suddenly twenty again and the world is before her and even if it’s pouring rain, in her heart and in her mind she’s in a place of love and light and beauty. For this moment in time, she’s lifted up.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t know what flower she likes. We like all of them. It doesn’t matter if you don’t know what her favorite color is; there are so many colors that there’s bound to be a ‘special’ color in the arrangement that you never even guessed at.

What do YOU get from your financial investment? Shining eyes. Joyful surprise, a different kind of kiss. You get to overhear her tell her friends, “No! No reason! They’re beautiful!” What you ‘lost’ in dollars you can bank in your heart – you showed appreciation for all she does and for the lengths she would go to because she loves you and I’m not up on the exchange rate but I suspect that’s worth about a thousand times whatever the dollar amount was.

Here is my plea – it takes so little time. It is so easy to do online. Send her flowers. Just on account of because.

 

In 1492, Columbus Sailed the Ocean Blue

Arms of the Portuguese Prince Henry, the Navig...

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Another Columbus Day has come. And again we celebrate the (re)discovery of the New World. And look what has been erected on that discovery! If you didn’t know; Columbus was a student of Prince Henry the Navigator’s school.

Those students made almost all of the voyages of discovery from the Iberian Peninsula. By the way, Prince Henry of  Portugal was the Grandson of John of Gaunt, time-honored Lancaster. The English always make it into these stories of the sea, don’t they?

So we know that Columbus sailed the ocean blue in 1492. But why? His crews were afraid of starving or falling off the edge of the world. His ships were ridiculously small. What exactly was the point? Nobody in Portugal had even heard of Brazil, nor were they all that enthused about an overseas empire. So, why?

Trade, that’s why. Everybody knew where India and China were (at least all the cool cats that knew the world was round). They had since Marco Polo made that remarkable trip, if not before. They liked the silk and other good things that came from China. But there was a problem.

You see there were pirates in the Mediterranean, then one had to get through the totalitarian Ottoman Empire, the Safavid Persians, and various and sundry other Islamic States. If you remember Spain had just managed to reconquer Spain from the Moslems and just plain didn’t want anything to do with them. So they decided to take a shortcut and sail west to go east. Yeah, their calculations were off a bit about the size of the world, but that’s why.

Now let’s think about this a little, Spain went way out of its way to avoid the clowns and founded both the New World and New Spain in the process: and got themselves into a shooting war with England that would eventually cost them their world power status. See A Cloud Smaller Than a Fist.

A few hundred years later, the United States won its Independence from Great Britain. The United States’ very first war was a regime change in Tripoli. There are still Islamic pirates, they still hold slaves and all in all they are still living in the 7th Century. And still today, Iran threatens war on Israel, Saudi Arabia, and the United States. Some things never change.

Only now with their oil wealth, instead of modernizing and improving their people’s lives and such, they seem intent on conquering the world and seem to believe the world will use its modernity to help

They have found some fellow travelers, who had best hope they lose because they aren’t going to enjoy winning for long. Ask the survivors of the Kingdom of the Visigoths in about 1000 AD.

So there you have it. The cause of Columbus sailing the Ocean Blue.

In Other News:

  • General Robert Edward Lee, the commander of the Confederate Army of Northern Virginia, dies peacefully at his home in Lexington, Virginia. He was 63 years old.

Lee was born to Henry Lee (Light Horse Harry) and Ann Carter Lee at Stratford Hall, Virginia, in 1807. His father served in the American Revolution under George Washington and was later a governor of Virginia. Robert Lee attended the U.S. Military Academy at West Point and graduated second in his class in 1829. He did not earn a single demerit during his four years at the academy. Afterward, Lee embarked on a military career, eventually fighting in the Mexican War (1846-48) and later serving as the superintendent of West Point.

  • On the morning of October 12, 1915, the 49-year-old British nurse Edith Cavell was executed by a German firing squad in Brussels, Belgium.

Before World War I began in 1914, Cavell served for a number of years as the matron of a nurse’s training school in Brussels. After the city was captured and occupied by the Germans in the first month of the war, Cavell chose to remain at her post, tending to German soldiers and Belgians alike. In August 1915, German authorities arrested her and accused her of helping British and French prisoners-of-war, as well as Belgians hoping to serve with the Allied armies, to escape Belgium for neutral Holland. As I wrote on the centenary of her execution, here, there was no doubt at all of her guilt. And you can watch (no sound BTW) the procession for her state funeral at Norwich Cathedral in 1919 here.

  • On this day in 1776, British Generals Henry Clinton and William Howe lead a force of 4,000 troops aboard some 90 flat-boats up New York’s East River toward Throg’s Neck, a peninsula in Westchester County, in an effort to encircle General George Washington and the Patriot force stationed at Harlem Heights.

This was the largest British amphibious attack before Normandy.

After hearing of the British landing at Throg’s Neck, Washington ordered a contingent of troops from the Pennsylvania regiment to destroy the bridge leading from the peninsula to the Westchester mainland. The destruction of the bridge stranded Clinton and his men at Throg’s Neck for six days before they were loaded back onto their vessels and continued up the East River toward Pell Point.

  • On this day in 1946, Gen. Joseph W. Stilwell, the man who commanded the U.S. and Chinese Nationalist resistance to Japanese incursions into China and Burma, dies today at age 63.

All courtesy of This Day In History.

American Integrity

A reminder of just how young the United States is. According to the Daily Wire, Lyon Gardiner Tyler Jr., died Sept. 26 in Franklin, Tennessee. Who? I hear you ask. Well, he was an attorney and a teacher, teaching at both The Virginia Military Institute and at The Citadel. All in all a very admirable man as the linked article shows.

But what is really striking is that 175 years before his death, his Grandfather left the presidency of the United States. He was John Tyler, the first President to succeed after the death of the President, in his case William Henry Harrison, the victor of the Battle of Tippecanoe, which pretty much ended Tecumseh’s Confederacy, and propelled him to become the first Governor of the Indiana Territory, and then the first Whig president of the United States. The campaign slogan that you may remember from school was “Tippecanoe and Tyler too”.

John Tyler was the president who annexed the Republic of Texas, at its request, in 1845.

“Perhaps John Tyler wasn’t the greatest of presidents,” Tyler reflected. “He was a great man, a loving husband and father and was a servant of the people. You can’t beat that. Who knew the unknown president would be an example to us all (through his integrity)?”

I think we can safely say the same about his grandson.


Over at Ace’s where they speak plain English, occasionally the Anglo-Saxon version, CBD has some thoughts about how TDS got so prevalent.

President Trump is their worst nightmare of an Alpha Male; he gets the hot chicks, he has lots of money, he is physically imposing, and worst of all, he doesn’t run away from a fight the way they were taught by their mothers. That’s why they snipe at him behind the anonymity of Twitter, and the protection of the crowd during press conferences.

But deep down in their frightened and intimidated hearts, they know that Donald Trump and his immense shock of hair would punch the bully and bang the prom queen…and they wouldn’t and couldn’t. […]

And even worse! he loves America, and America loves him back.

As CBD says the idea comes from Dennis Prager.

He and many other Americans (we will soon know how many) who support the president’s Republican policies will vote for the party that stands for almost everything they oppose because they will “vote for the man, not the party.”

I find nothing admirable in this position — morally or rationally. At this time in American history, to care more about an individual candidate than the party is to support the unraveling of America. It is so irrational as to be incredible.

Voting for any Democrat — whether for mayor, district attorney, state legislature, state governor, the U.S. House of Representatives, the U.S. Senate or president — is to vote for someone who will enable the left to destroy America as we know it. (That is their wording, not only mine.) The Democratic Party was once largely liberal. But today, it is left, and the left readily acknowledges it wishes to “transform” America, which means to destroy America as we have known it.

Yep, for years, I was one who voted the man, but that was in the days of the ‘Uniparty’. Those days have gone, The only possible vote today for an American patriot with any claim to integrity is to pull the Big Red Lever marked Republican. There’s that word again: integrity. It’s something that runs through American history in a flood rare if not nonexistent in the rest of the political world. We’ve spoken of this before. In one of Jessica’s articles on John Ford/John Wayne (and Maureen O’Hara) movies, she said this ( about A Quiet Man):

[…] It works because the great John Ford conjures up the things which matter in real life including greed, pride and ambition – and he makes a good story out of them. We can identify with Sean as the outsider with a secret – and a heart as big as a city, and we can sympathise with his ignorance of the local customs. But we also see a humility there too – a willingness to try to learn and to fit in – without losing his integrity. Mary Kate is almost a Bronte heroine – fiercely proud and independent, but trapped by her sex and times into a place where the option open to her seems to have narrowed to being a house-keeper to her bullying brother – to whom she gives almost as good as she gets. But there’s a sense of life being wasted and yet, heavily as she falls for Sean Thornton, she, too, will not do so at the price of her integrity.

That word, integrity, seems to me at the heart of so many of Ford’s films. Men, and women. make choices, and often the rewards for a loss of integrity seem greater than those for retaining it – but Ford gets what we want from him – that his characters choose what is right. His worlds are complex reflections of reality, but he never loses us in relativism; men are men if they make the sacrifices necessary to sustain that identity, and Ford shows us them in many dimensions.

And that is one of the things that connects us, from now in the 21st century, all the way from Trump and the Duke through Lincoln, and Polk, to Jefferson and Washington himself, the man who no less than George III of England called, “The Greatest Man in the World”.

Integrity is that important to free men. To the point that the great founder who designed the economic system that made America the greatest economic power the world has ever seen, a guy by the name of Alexander Hamilton, President Washington’s Secretary of the Treasury, who had a running feud with Jefferson, which was current during the election of 1800 (The ugliest in American history including 2020) said this:

“In a choice of Evils let them take the least – Jefferson is in every view less dangerous than Burr.”

And so, a deal was made, to protect the Federalist economic program, while electing Thomas Jefferson to be the 3d President of the United States. In Hamilton’s view, Jefferson for all his faults (and there were quite a few, in Hamilton’s, and my, view) did, and it was an overriding characteristic, believe in liberty, and in their knowledgeable view, all Burr believed in was Burr and Burr’s pocketbook.

And that is exactly the situation we face again in 2020, 220 years later. President Trump, whatever his faults (and he too has plenty) believes in liberty, while Biden believes in Biden and Biden’s pocketbook to the exclusion of anything else.

Like Hamilton almost said then, we can vote for the United States or we can vote for Burr Biden.

Oh, God!

The confirmation hearing is scheduled for Amy Conant Barrett for October 12th I promise it will be a worse confirmation hearing than Kavanaugh’s.

You’ve thought the same thing, too. That the nominee will be a woman is not a ‘get out of jail free’ card for the nominee. Because Democrats don’t really care about women – or black lives, or the virus, or immigration, or any of those things they are always screaming about. They’re only concern is attaining power. Any power that will work to destroy America and the very fabric of her being. The Democrat Party seeks to tear down America and remake it their image.

Their image. The thought is frightening. I don’t have to add links to this article – you know the words and the faces as well as I do. The constant lies, the twisting of facts, the threat of physical intimidation. That’s not America, nor is it American. That’s chapter and verse from that other playbook – Marxism.

I don’t understand how people support the Democrat platform. I have friends and former co-workers of whom I am very fond; they are smart, caring people and I respect them. With this huge exception; how, on God’s green earth, can anyone support, let alone push, the Democrat agenda? I can’t tell you the number of times I have been asked how someone like me can support President Trump and it shocks me so much I just get this stupid, dumbfounded look on my face. How can they NOT support him? Because they are caring people but are completely misguided when they equate the Democrat Party with caring for people and the travails of life of the ‘little guy’. The only caring about the ‘little guy’ that the Democrats pretend is solely to gain power over all the ‘little guys’, make us ALL ‘little guys’, and straightjacket the freedoms we hold so dear. When the freedoms are gone, we all know what will take the place of those freedoms. When you have a tooth pulled, the other teeth shift to help fill in the space. The Democrats are those other teeth – seeking to fill in the space left by the removal of freedom and cover up the space with laws and regulations and policies that will deform America and reshape it into some unrecognizable thing. The flag will be meaningless. The Constitution will be meaningless. The Bill of Rights will be meaningless. Freedom will become a word far ‘dirtier’ than the ‘f’ word.

The Bible tells us that the Holy Spirit speaks our prayers for us when we don’t know how to pray. That’s a huge relief because right now, all I can say is, “Oh, God!”

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