Archive for February 2016
If you still cling to the illusion that media is not biased, that journalists are honest and straightforward, read this and be disillusioned. Apparently schools of journalism no longer teach ethics or even basic common sense.
Remember Mark Twain’s warning: “There are three kinds of lies: lies, damned lies, and statistics.” Governments and politicians engage heavily in all three.
I am Protestant, not Catholic, but the Catholic funeral mass is a truly beautiful ceremony. This one was commending the soul of Antonin Scalia to God, a man who served God and the nation nobly and well, a man who argued passionately to defend the Constitution which was designed to protect the people of America.
Liberals and progressives sneered at him for being a Constitutionalist, for denying their convenient belief that the document was living and could thus be molded anew to fit every new whim of the court. Whether you agreed with Scalia or not, his arguments were logical, rational, and solidly fastened to the meaning and context of America’s great document, and if you have any appreciation for an orderly mind, you should read some of his work.
The high and mighty were in attendance, except of course, His Oneness and Our Lady of Perpetual Dissatisfaction, who spent a couple of minutes at the viewing the day before and gave a raft of lies as excuses for skipping the mass. Many ordinary people were there, which I think Justice Scalia would have appreciated, valuing family as he did. The most moving role to me was Father Paul Scalia’s homily. How difficult it must have been for the son to officiate at his own father’s funeral! He did so gracefully, leaving us all with something deeper to consider.
The United Nations is corrupt almost beyond comprehension, but this past Thursday a group of member-states elected the Assad regime to a leadership post of a special committee dealing with decolonization.
Why in hell do we contribute money to this cesspool?
Most mailmen trudge along, walking the same route day after day, seeing the same old things. But French postman Ferdinand Cheval spent more than three decades collecting interesting rocks he found as he walked along his route during the day, and by night using them to build a palace for himself. He completed the edifice in 1912, then spent eight more years building a mausoleum in the town cemetery, since he couldn’t legally be buried at his home. He died a year later, but his dream is now a protected landmark, open to visitors.
I don’t watch “The View” so I’m obliged to Breitbart.com for grabbing this clip of co-host Raven-Symonè declaring she’d move to Canada if a Republican were nominated. Did she intend to say “elected”? Probably, but I’m in no mood to cut the Left, progressives, or loony Democrats the slightest bit of slack.
On the other hand, Al Sharpton doesn’t claim to have already purchased his ticket, but reserves the right to leave if Trump is elected, which gives me the first reason to vote for Trump.
The good old USA is off to rescue 30 researchers trapped at an Australian station in the Antarctic after an icebreaker sent to bring them home ran aground in a blizzard.
We are the great Satan of the world — until someone needs to be rescued, and then we’re simply doing what we ought to.