The Ferocity Imperative!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I've been there.

I was once attempting to "argue" facts with someone who wouldn't be moved off his

little sandhill of 'Opinion'.

Waste of time and emotion. But that's how we learn.

His EGO demanded that I be proven wrong, so he rejected every single statement I made, no matter how true or provable.

The more sense I made, the louder he would shout, discounting not only my intelligence but my bathing habits and character of my parents.

(Only slightly exaggerating.)

Here's the thing---if he were to admit that I was right about ANYTHING, that would be admitting that he was wrong about something, and his ego couldn't stand that.

So he kept pounding the Reject button. BAM! BAM BAM!

THIS is why the humble shall inherit the earth. God opposes the proud, but gives Grace to the humble.

Those Ego-tarians who would not, will not, ever (!) admit that they need a Savior...won't have one.

TIME FOR US ALL

Okay, let's dig in:

"A black man creates ART, recasting Society in his own image.

His main character is black, of dubious gender. That means what it means.

The character has a nemesis, a man who physically abuses him,

as that is the way that the nemesis expresses his Love.

The character fully and freely publicly declares his Love for his

nemesis, which drives the nemesis (who has a wife and kids)

to greater acts of violence.

The character also has a protector, a white police man who expresses

HIS love for the main character by attacking and imprisoning the

nemesis for his attacks."

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Sounds like a storyline you'd see on HBOMAX, or APPLETV, or some other

streaming service, right?

The black artist was George Herriman.

The ART was a newspaper comic strip.

The main character was 'Krazy Kat'.

The nemesis was 'Ignatz Mouse'.

The protector was a dog, "Offica Pup'.

Herriman created his Krazy Kat in 1910,

110 years ago.

It ran in newspapers until Herriman's death in 1944.

June 12th 2023 Let Thy People Go!

Palpable BUZZ in the air as the reporters shuffled around talking, waiting at the Regency Fairbourne Conference Center for Mayor Aldo Lanin to come out and make THE announcement.
Lanin, Mayor of Powersite, Indiana, was the LAST public official in the United States who had not lifted the Covid-19 Stay At Home edict from 2020.
Powersite, Indiana, home of the fighting "Beihring Rabble Rousers" and a defunct
plastic utensil factory was home to 38 families, most of whom worked in nearby Sparks, Indiana.
Mayor Lanin's family had been THE family holding sway in Powersite since before the Civil War.  Aldo is the 23rd consecutive Lanin to be Mayor; their reign may come to an end as public opinion amongst the 38 families has turned against Mayor Aldo and his stiff necked refusal (his words) to lift the ban.
All became quiet as Mayor Lanin appeared and with a weak smile approached the lectern.
"I know what you want." He said. "But I cannot in good conscience allow our citizens to leave their homes! If they die-and die they will-from this terrible disease, their blood will be on MY hands!"
The dean of the reporters present, Elbo Lanin (no relation) lifted his hand.
"Aldo...maybe next week? The Rousers have a football game Friday, so maybe we could move The Announcement to Thursday?"
Mayor Lanin sadly shook his head.
"You can't pressure me! Move up The Announcement 24 hours? Powersite needs to be SAFE for Powersitians!"
And so it goes.

Your Best Life Now Or Everyday a Friday Or Something

 Day 47 of Viralpanik Solitude MARCH 2020. Children born since this involuntary imprisonment have never played outside; they've heard stories about "Parks" from their older siblings, but they don't believe them.

 Government has declared Martial Law (NOT Marital Law-that's not funny) and the films it uses to Instruct/Indoctrinate the sanitized masses are: "The Seventh Seal", "Masque (wash your hands) Of The Red Death" and, of course, "Idiocracy". As Idiocracy is NOT in the public domain, it has been replaced by "Monty Python And The Holy Grail" (wash your hands).

Mostly for that 'Bring out your DEAD" sequence. And "Kill the Witch".  And "The Black Knight".
Idiocracy never (wash you hans) really stood a chance.

No Fear This Year

The gentlemen shown here lived through the Great Depression and made it through just fine.
When President Franklin D. Roosevelt stated: "Only thing we have to fear is fear itself." he was calling for the nation to remain calm during those very tough Depression years.
A few generations before the Depression the country survived a Split and War Between the States which was resolved by those who had the resolve to do what needed to be done.
Scary times now? Not so much-I trust that the entire country is unified in solving this problem, as it has every time in the past.
See you on the other side of this, probably sooner than later.

You Know It's TRUE

Pride.
Quoting from the book of James, "God opposes the proud, but gives Grace to the humble."
Men such as we see above had fallen into pride; believing that they were above all Law.
They had insulated themselves from Conscience, had 'silenced' every "nay-sayer" in their circles who might humble them.
You know what?
Christians are just as susceptible to Pride as any strutting Il Duce.
But God humbles the Christian who becomes proud, and I thank God for that.
Be wary of any "Leader" who cannot bear to be contradicted or humbled.
That leader may soon be found on the scrap heap of history, because God opposes the proud still, AND still gives Grace to the humble.

Himmelblå

If I were a dog, this is what I would look like.
Just dumped a screed which didn't actually need screeding-I do often edit myself, believe or don't.
I will say that I am very thankful to God for His continuing to draw sinners to repentance- He adds to His family by adoption through Jesus Christ.
Seek Him while He may be found.

33 Years Come Back To Me

Ah, Memories!
Was just partaking in the dirty vice common amongst my townspeoples:
Snowblowing my driveway and the sidewalks around my house-as I'm on a
corner, I get to keep two sidewalks open.
I found these frames buried 2.5 feet down at the end of a sidewalk which had been
plowed shut by a city snow guy.  Didn't find a head.
33 years ago this very month I had an incident with glasses.
Actually, it goes back farther if I'm going to tell this right.
40 some years ago my family had a dog that was killing chickens or something, so we had to 'chain him up' which my Dad did by stretching a cable from a tree to a telephone pole so that the dog could run around back and forth.
After the dog was over that rainbow, the cable was cut and it wound up in the tree but way up so that it wasn't a danger to most mortals. Cable quickly forgotten.
33 years ago this month my Dad, brother and I are taking turns, tooling around the  property on a snowmobile.
I'm having a great time, roaring around, then I'm on the ground and my face hurts.
Standing up on the snowmobile I was within the cable's clutches, so to speak, and off I went.
Broke my glasses in half, gave me a nice Heidelberg across my nose which might have broken-already been broken a few times, so I don't recall.
Thing was...I kinda need my glasses, and I was moving to Las Vegas in a few days, so...Dad drove me to the big city and we found one of the first "One Day Glasses" places and I was set for my journey which I am still on.

Izzy's Comfy Chair Predicament

Izzy, woken by pain, could breath a bit. Her eyes, when they could, focused on the smiling woman at the desk.
"Back with us, Ms. Castile? Good-you nodded off there for a moment."
Izzy noted her wrists were still zip-tied to the chair. She flexed her arms- she was stuck.
Not wishing to look at Ms. Granie, smiling in her office chair, she looked up and to the right of the woman, at the portrait of the Emperor Larsen, Emily the First.
Mindi Granie  held up the card.
"Really, Izzy-if I may call you Izzy? Really, it is SO simple. All you have to do is read this card, just one little sentence into the camera, and we can both go home.
Wouldn't you like that, Izzy? To go home?"
Izzy had already read and torn up the card, which led to her beating and the zip ties.
"Here-I'll read it to you: 'I, Izzy Castile do swear on my honor that I fully comprehend that Climate Change is a problem which we must work hard to solve.'"
Izzy shook her head, which turned out to be a bad idea.
"Why? Why am I here? I have never publicly stated any opposition to Climate Change, nor have I mentioned the subject to anyone here at work."
"But...Izzy. You are a City employee, and yes, you DID make such ridiculous statements. Come clean, Izzy."
"Never in public, never here in the City offices. It never happened!"
"Izzy. Do you expect me to believe that your comments on the "ChairComfort Social platform" were NOT public?"
"Comments made at home, from my HOME Computer, on my personal time, with the use of a proxy server to protect my privacy!"
"Well, not much of a proxy-as a City employee you should know that WE will maintain order and a unified front, which means that we must be vigilant regarding statements made by our Workers."
She held up the card again.
"One sentence. Into the camera, to be kept in your file. Read it."
Izzy spit on the desk just as Ms Granie pulled the card out of harm's way.
Granie still smiled.
"Dear, could I get you anything? Some sour wine, perhaps?"
"I'm fine. Let me go."
"The wine might be a good idea."
"I don't drink alcohol. I wouldn't even take water from you right now if I were dying of thirst."
"Just a cup. I promise-it's only sour wine."
Izzy was going to remain silent, but after a minute a thought occurred to her.
"Granie. Ms. Mindy Granie-the Emperor Larsen recently appointed you 'Grand Climate Inquisitor', isn't that right?"
Granie beamed.
"Yes! And you are the first case on my desk, so lucky for both of us."
"Both of us? How?"
"Because the Good Emperor Emily Larsen is 'Results oriented', and so, if in this very FIRST case I deliver the result she wishes...but here is why we are both lucky.
Because you are going to read this card, and I am going to have a gold star achievement awarded to me! Win/win!"
Izzy's head was starting to ache again. Her feet felt like concrete. Everything in between hurt.
"I will not read that stupid card."
"Finger."
"What?"
"If you do not read this card, into the camera, with a BIG smile on your face...I will take a finger."
"That's CRAZY! Why would you even threaten me like that? You're just a civil servant, like me!"
"But I have a mandate. And a lot to lose if you don't read this card, so, yeah. We'll start with a finger."
"You wouldn't dare. Not over something stupid like reading a card!"
Mindi Granie and her smile froze for a second, and then she pressed the button on the desk and Ferdy Argone stepped into the room with one hand behind his back.
"Ferdy! This lady is crazy! Call the cops and get me out of here!"
Ferdy looked at his assistant zip-tied to the chair and shook his head as he brought the pruning shears from behind him.
"Izzy, I'm sorry, but she told me I owe her TWO fingers if I don't take one of yours. Read the card for Emperor's sake!"
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Right before the weather on the morning News it was reported that a city employee-name not released until family could be notified-had a blood alcohol reading of twice the legal limit as she was found in her car which had cascaded down and submerged into Miller Creek in Lincoln Park. She was 27.

Ben Ev O Lence

Benevolence is described as "Desire to do good for others"; and it usually comes about when someone else gives an example of benevolence to a person.
That person shown favor and good wants to pass it on to others.
We Christians only have our 'Name' because of the Benevolence Christ has showered upon us.
His making it possible for us to be restored to fellowship with God through His cross is the ultimate example of Benevolence.
The best benevolence that I can share is that God is still redeeming souls-every saint is but a sinner saved by Grace; while there is life there is still Hope that God will extend His Benevolence to us.
May God richly Bless you today.

Wait For Iiiiiiit....

Forgive, please, but this is how my mind works.
Object lesson lands in our laps, we use it.
Above picture is a mosaic of Nan, Chuck and Joe.
If you were to ask them if they believed that President Trump
is guilty of Impeachable offenses, I'm pretty sure that they would
"YUP!".
Okay yah so, let's say that it IS TRUE~that President Donald Trump IS
guilty of whatever he has been accused of.
REALLY Guilty. 
Not just assumed guilty-really, really guilty.
If President Donald Trump sought forgiveness from God, all of his guilt,
all of his offenses would no longer be held against him.
THAT is Grace. That is what God does for those who come to Him
through Jesus Christ.
Even Donald Trump.

Blessing For You

Short and sweet.
Whether you accept it or not,
whether you like it or not
Jesus Christ is still offering
Salvation to those who need it
Which is all of us.
No sin or sinful life is greater
than His ability to save you.

Illegal Aliens Rant

Pretty picture, sun setting on the Grand Marais harbor.
As the title of this post is "Illegal Aliens Rant" you probs assume that you
and your opinion are all set; you don't even have to think about the subject.
But you are wrong.
Not talking about Border Security or Walls or any of that.
The Illegal Aliens I'm talking about are the encroaching horde who attempt to
invade the Kingdom of God.
In the here and now, that means false Christians who
infiltrate churches and pretend that they belong to God.
They are not citizens of Heaven if God has not made them citizens.
Most of the New Testament books warn against false believers, warn Christians to be wary of such pretenders.
Jesus Himself stated that there would be false believers who would be cursed:
²¹“Not everyone who says to Me, ‘Lord, Lord,’ will enter the kingdom of heaven, but he who does the will of My Father who is in heaven will enter. 
 ²²“Many will say to Me on that day, ‘Lord, Lord, did we not prophesy in Your name, and in Your name cast out demons, and in Your name perform many miracles?’ 
²³“And then I will declare to them, ‘I never knew you; depart from Me, you who practice lawlessness.’Matthew 7:21-23.
I see them.
I see false brethren with blatantly blasphemous theology gaining footholds and authority in churches that are not spiritually discerning.
Responsibility falls on the leadership of the churches-if they are not guarding their flock against 'illegal alien false Christians'...they will answer to God.
Not to me, not to any other Christian.
But God will hold them accountable.
Read Colossians. Ephesians. Galatians. 1 & 2 Peter.
Read Ezekiel, chapters 1-12 and see how God dealt with false believers.
Christians, protect your homeland~become spiritually discerning, which means that along with clinging to the GOOD...reject the BAD. 
Honor God by keeping your church free of illegals.
Ask God for discernment, and don't just assume that you have it, have had it for years and don't need Doug barking at you in a post.
Someone stated that "Discernment is seeing all subjects as black and white without any shades of gray."
Be like that. For the sake of your church and for God's Glory.

Skating Away On

Last night when I should have slept, my mind was working on this analogy:
Hockey puck on the ice.
Has no ability to get into the net on it's own.
Just a puck.
We are the hockey puck, and the net is heaven.
God is the hockey player who, with his stick, guides the puck towards the goal.
The stick buffets the puck on the left and right, right and left~the player is
protecting the puck from the other team,
which wants nothing more than to steal the puck away and drive it into hell, the opposing net.
All that the puck knows is that it is being hit-it can't see the whole ice.
But God is a master hockey player and skillfully keeps the puck heading towards the right goal. The other team ALWAYS fails~God lines up His shot...
He SHOOTS! He Scores!