Wonderful Matters

Today is the day everyone is supposed to indulge deeply in the 9/11 mythology, and with it the fantasy that with the good-hands team of the happy wholesome ecclesiocratic hegemony you are really actually truly a very good person, while those other guys over there -- see them, if you don't we'll point them out to you -- they are verry baaad . Let's all seethe about them together, shall we? I think of this day, however, as another anniversary, the 35th, this one of the day when I heard arguably the most sobering message from the pulpit I'd ever heard. Yes, it happened to be on September 11 too. I'd written about it in some length with this blog post from ten years ago , but here's just a bit about it and why I'm augmenting it with a brief post here. The first half of the message was about how wonderful Jesus' home small city was. Capernaum was the name of the place, nestled nicely right there on the northern shore of an idyllic sea, Galilee. There Jesus wa

Another fine word from the Proverbs that I'd like to share. May I? "The human spirit can endure sickness, but a crushed spirit who can bear?" I will confess last night I pulled an entire post from my blog, one I'd written just that afternoon, and I'm not sure exactly why. The substance was still good, but my spirit just compelled me to do so. I've never done that before. I could say this or that, but I do believe there was something that told me I was just being a troller. Or a trollee, doesn't matter. Even if I write something quite reasonable, in today's world in some real sense I'm just trolling. Or even responding to trolls and enabling their folly. An entrenched fool brashly spouting the System line isn't worth it. I think of what my good friend Tupper Saussy said at the tail end of his ministry, just before he passed away in March 2007. I wrote about it in this home page piece , and it was about his dialing back his writing because he fel

I've come across an amazing proverb in the Bible that lends biblical weight to the idea that words murder. Wow do so many screech about how much they should be able to say ANYTHING THEY WANT DAMMIT, but the reality is different. That proverb, it is the ninth in the eleventh chapter: "With their mouths the godless destroy their neighbors, but through knowledge the righteous escape." People are going to say stuff no matter what any schnazzy founding document says about prohibitions against government suppression of expression. And no matter what stout proclamations are made or how many blap loudly JUST HOW MUCH FREEDOM OF SPEECH IS THE MOST IMPORTANT THING EVER!!! -- words are life or they are death irrespective of any perceived freedom  to do any given thing. As much as words are indeed death, they are human sacrifice if employed by Cain's duly authorized mandarins or those given over to their designs. (That, by the way, is mentioned in the 21st verse of the 18th chapt

A Black Mirror  episode titled "Metalhead" is a standard cat and mouse tale with the relentlessly pursuing beast a weaponized robotic dog. Throughout you're rooting for the gal on the run, hoping she can ultimately find some way to get away, somehow stop the marauding advancement, perhaps even "kill" the robot to ensure its complete incapacitation -- just do something  to be able to finally settle down and not fear this thing reaching her and killing her. As with every Black Mirror episode, you can't help but think deeply about the story's implications. Here was the thought from me. What if the pursued woman was actually the villain?  Meaning, what if the robotic killer dog was simply doing its duty to stop criminal behavior at the behest of a government charged with such prosecution in the name of keeping social order and decency? Kind of what we all want from law enforcement? I say this because in a world that seems to go madder and madder, there is al

Hey how about this anniversary! Another one! 100 years too! If we traditionally count the beginning of the school year as officially end of August, beginning of September, then juuust abouuut riiight abouuut now is the 100th anniversary to the  day  of the opening of the Frankfurt School, back then in 1923. The Frankfurter Schule , or sometimes Institute of Social Research, acclaimed for their robust promotion of Critical Theory All-Kinds-of-Things-Related-to-Establishing-Spiffy-Ways-to-Destroy-the-Evil-Oppressive-Hegemony-and-at-the-Same-Time-Sending-Millions-of-Souls-to-Hell-in-Doing-So, is indeed 100 years old right about now. Yay! You can see much of the Frankfurt School's product in this massively popular movie that came out a couple weeks ago, Barbie,  all about a Frankfurt School acolyte's vision of a real-life Barbie fantasy world -- really to make the point. The point is men need to turn it around and submit to the nicer kinder women running things for a while , and th

Today is July 14th and you know what that means. We all get to think deeply and longingly about all those who heroically STORMED THE BASTILLE! We can contemplate what it means to FIGHT THE MAN! We can labor maniacally to keep any misled potentate from infringing on MY PERSONAL FREEDOM DAMMIT! Except that over 100,000 French law enforcement agents have been mobilized for today's festivities... you know, because the last few weeks have been a riot of freedom in France, literally , and... you know, having law enforcement breathing down your necks at every corner is the very definition of freedom. No, really, the red-letter date July 14 should be celebrated for the launching of the ship Negrona  from Venice en route  to Cyprus then Haifa to bestow upon the newly emerging brilliant militant operative, recently blessed with the authority to govern the World by Pontifex Maximus, all the iconographic insignia handed down from Cain when he was first awarded the duty of managing the planet&