Wonderful Matters

The first amendment of the United States Constitution firmly declares that people have a right to refuse to worship the object of the country's officially established religion. Oh I know it says the United States shall not have  an official religion, but it does. The newest denomination of that religion is the one that declares that the authorized way to worship the state's god is to swath one's countenance with a cloth covering of some kind. The rationale for such a piously celebrated action is that it prevents germs from moving out and about. The claim that science justifies it is preposterous because it conclusively does not , thus, it is religion. Everything is religion anyway, so it is completely understandable. For every claim "It's the science!" there must be some religious reasoning behind it, especially if it is mandated by government officials. Recently the large county near my home announced it was forcing compliance to perform the liturgy once agai

An item showed up in a Facebook post about someone who fears. When you read this brief part of a longer passage, you'll see why the witch hunt is so frightening. It is obvious that a key element of the racialist crusade is to ferociously perpetuate the greatest anxiety in the hearts of whites as a punishment for all the racist crimes the crusaders have been spotlighting for optimum virtue-signaling. Anyway, here it is, the conclusion to a piece about the insane things that make up the roiling racialist and coronavirus hysteria: "If you are silent you are part of the problem. If you speak, you are part of the problem. If you have to ask, you don’t understand. If you don’t ask, you don’t care.  It’s all so predictable, tedious, and exhausting. Nothing adds up. It’s one gigantic math life problem, with ever changing denominators that I’m sure the media and politicians are eagerly ready to solve for us... until the next 'crisis.'" What a terrific explanation of

I love NASCAR racing. I actually like all auto racing. I love fast cars and fast car drivers duking it out on the speedway. When you have a favorite driver, even if you're picking a couple of them to win a ten-lap race at the local race track, it is a blast. Sometimes you're sadly disappointed, other times it is wonderfully exhilarating when your guy or gal wins. NASCAR is probably the most popular circuit out there right now, but I'd bet it's popularity will dwindle because of the racialist attacks against its most faithful fans. The sport has already seen a noticeable drop in attendance and viewership much because it has become too tied to identity politics. I mean, really, some people can only be called a bunch of racist rednecks so much. If you saw what happened this past Sunday, it wouldn't be surprising to see the stands remain empty even after the coronavirus hysteria has eased up a bit more and a few more fans are welcomed back to the tracks to watch rac

"You asked, 'Who is this that obscures my plans without knowledge?' Surely I spoke of things I did not understand, too wonderful for me to know." This blog effort is titled Wonderful Matters because of the words in the 131st Psalm, but these words from Job apply just as much. Too often we try to figure out things without the full counsel of God, and I am often quite guilty of that. That is Job confessing to God there about something God told Job after he and his friends just spent thirty-plus chapters in the book spouting about things God has not said or done. Oh they got some of it right. Job and his friends do bring up a few things that are legitimate concerns about life and reasonable thoughts about the way things are. But for the most part we just don't know what God is doing with whatever it is that is happening out there . The reason I am all about wonderful matters in spite of that truth, is that even though: God has indeed let us in on many of His w

I'd read a devotional the other day that was pretty basic, but sobering. It made the point that the only sure thing in life is judgment and Hell. Once we accept that fact, then life becomes tolerable in that God by His grace and lovingkindness extend to us deliverance from that harrowing destiny. But what about those who don't care about that God business? What about those who simply have different beliefs than you do? Are you being mean and telling them they're going to Hell -- how mean! Well, ahem. The truth does hurt sometimes. I happened to catch the terrific 1972 film Deliverance  on the classic movie channel the other day. The last time I watched it was probably some 30 or 40 years ago. I'd remembered most of the substance plot and character-wise, but wow. What an eye-opener as to the magnitude of its meaning. Really, I'd finally gathered why it was titled such. Four stunningly naive and presumptuous men coming to terms with as horrifying a nightma

In my last post I made some notes related to my latest home page piece . I'd mentioned the sudden attention offered to Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez, now on a meteoric ascendency after winning a New York City Democratic primary with a platform that is unabashedly socialist, sodomist, and racialist. Apparently she got some really good cred joining a caravan of other totally white-clad folks near the border to bravely confront those dastardly ICE agents separating children from parents. Never mind that Mexico and Central American countries are such disasters politically, socially, and economically that the truth is the parents  are separating themselves from their children. Agreed they are under terrible distress from forces designed to keep them in despair, but each individual is responsible for his/her own actions -- abandoning your own children to smugglers as so many of them are doing borders on child abuse. The white knights of socialism feel it is better to rage and holler a

So many things continue to happen out there and all around that beg for worship of those who rule the Catholicist Nation. It's 2015, but nothing is new about how the City Builder seeks more souls to put on the value extraction altar. Thought I'd write about a few here, but this'll be more like a mention just to introduce my latest home page piece . I recently looked at a bit more about that Stephen Colbert finale, something I wrote about in the piece. Along with all those who showed up to send Colbert off -- those whose voices get to be shoved into the authorized World mouthpiece -- there was a bit of an apotheosis for Colbert. Apparently he killed death, declared himself immortal, and rode a sleigh into the heavens with Santa Claus, Abraham Lincoln, and Alex Trebek. Yes, this is a typical Colbert tack making fun of people who have idols, that's fine. Great amusement. Except that Colbert's approach to everything still conveys the idea that anyone who believes in

I do have a Facebook page but visit it quite infrequently. Today I did, and a wall post from a terrific friend included one of those quite idiotic but purportedly inspirational notions, this one going something like this, from some motivational speaker at a "You're Really Special"-type seminar that probably cost attendees $800 for the weekend. "See this $20 bill? How many of you want it? [Hands up everywhere.] Okay, what if I crinkled it up, like this? How many now? [Same number of hands up.] Okay, what if I stepped on it and squished it into the ground, like this? How many now? [Same number.] See! No matter what awful thing happens to the $20 bill, it still retains its value. So, listen, YOU ARE VALUED! No matter how much stuff you have to take in life, tough it out because you have value even through all of it!" The few comments there were along the lines of "Bravo! Great words!" and "I must remember that all the time! Thanks!" What w

The Nobel Peace Prize was awarded this past week, and it went to Muhammad Yunus. I'd never heard of the guy, but I had heard of his organization. In fact, about seven years ago I was so intrigued with what it did that I made an assignment out of it for my Economics students. I've been using it ever since to teach the foundation that must be in place for an economy to work. His organization is Grameen Bank, and it makes "micro loans" to poor people. Since the dawn of time richer people have been handing out money (loans, gifts, whatever) to poorer people, yet we still have poor people, now umpteen millennia later. What Yunus and the bank realized was that the recipients of such magnanimity were doing certain things that kept them in poverty. The people the bank aids are not just poor, they suffer in the most abjectly horrific conditions imaginable. Yunus tried what he thought was something new. He went about identifying those things that kept them in their dire destitu

A ton of news coverage has saturated the public square regarding the conflict in the Middle East between Lebanon and Israel. Yesterday there was a press conference featuring President Bush and British Prime Minister Tony Blair, and I found something Blair said worth noting. He said, essentially, that the fight against terrorism would be like this, and that there is no other way to fight it, so we must keep doing what we're doing. The item that struck me was "There is no other way." Well, yes, there is another way . The other way is Jesus Christ, seeing how much He loves you and in that moving you to love another with that love. If everyone did that (oh this is just too easy) then there would be no violence . But Blair, being a sworn servant of Cain, hasn't a clue about that other way . He only knows of the seven-fold vengeance he must help exact against rebels such as the terrorists in Lebanon, and he continues to enable the destructive activities of the plainly ruthl

One of the most wonderful matters of all time is the show that is being broadcast right now on channel 7. (I'm blogging about it now because I saw it when it was shown last week.) It is "A Charlie Brown Christmas." No, it is not merely the best Christmas show ever, but the best television thing ever to beam across that medium. Why is it the wonderful matter that it is? It is thoroughly and enchantingly imbued with all that does matter: relationship, discovery, accomplishment in all of its bountiful glory. In and around a Vince Guaraldi soundtrack that is phenomenally brilliant (something few would deny), children interact with one another to find what the season is really about. Linus actually takes precious secular airtime to speak some of the most beautiful words ever spoken. They are from the book of Luke, chapter 2, verses 8 to 14. All they do is make plain pronouncement of the One thing that rescues man from his utter abject desperation. Charlie Brown represents that