Lights and Bushels


There are a lot of sayings (yes, a lot of them from the Bible) that seem pretty silly when you’re a kid.  Take the thing of hiding your light under a bushel.  I knew what a bushel was because they were these reed things used for measuring corn when you bought it (mostly for the chickens) by the bushel-full.  I also knew what the lamp referenced was, because we still had a ton of them around — electricity supply being spotty and the house weirdly wired — they were the oil lamps where we would spend the morning cleaning them and trimming the wick.  They were dangerously flammable (at least in the mind of a little kid), got very hot, and putting them under a bushel was just asking for trouble.  So the light and bushel thing got filed under bizarre things adults say.  You know like “I wish I were your age” (Why? You want your every minute controlled?) or “don’t eat sand”.

Later when I got the whole quote I realized it wasn’t quite as silly, but also didn’t apply to me in any way, shape or form.  There was no stretch of the imagination, even in my moments of greatest egotism, that I considered myself “the light of the world” or “a city upon a hill.”  As for the people called “the salt of the Earth” they tend to be the solid, steady people, unquestioning and loyal, who live rock-ribbed lives.  Me, with my perpetual questioning and my either over driving myself or slacking off to near dangerous points?  I was never that.

I have a friend who is an atheist, but who knows the Bible — old and new testament — better than I do, and it wouldn’t surprise me at all to find that he also owns an annotated Torah. He says that these books are some of the most valuable repository of wisdom in western civilization.  In a way they are the warp and weft that has made Western civilization so distinctive compared to all that came before and all that still exists around the world.  It set in different ways of being that made us who we are, now, at so many removes that we don’t remember why this is the way our civilization is.

He might very well be right, because I keep catching myself in figuring out that there is something I discounted as “that’s for extra special holy people, not me.”  And then I find out, well, no, if everyone were like this it would make a big difference. Whether it glorifies our Father in Heaven or not (I don’t have a particular feeling I’m good at that, either) it short circuits some of the ah…. malware that is taking Western civilization apart.  It is the “repair patch” you apply over the malware that sure seems to be designed to destroy the West.

You don’t have to believe in the greater religious significance of the documents, just to see them as well…. “simple rules for living.”  To coin a phrase.

When I first started this blog, I was so scared of saying anything even vaguely offensive or causing ripples that I often went months without writing. When I started writing more, my articles tried to be as anodyne as possible, but often stuff leaked in, and my friend Pat said “I think you’re a happy warrior.”  He couldn’t be more wrong.  I’m still not a happy warrior.  I don’t like fighting or disagreement or confrontation.  Partly because I’m empathetic, but partly because when my hands start shaking I know the berserker is about to activate, and I’m bad at containing it (it hurts) and also it’s hard to let it out when my only instrument is a keyboard.  And partly…

Partly because I grew up under socialist regimes (both kinds.  Whee.  Though the national socialists didn’t bother me much, since they were toppled when I was 11.  Just as well, given my temperament I’d have become a communist to spite them, and that would involve turning off large portions of my rational mind) and occasionally communist (never quite openly declared, but when socialists are being accused of being right wing, you know where you are.  At any rate, as my history book said “socialism is the way to communism, the perfect society.”).  This meant that at school you weren’t supposed to question the pap they were pouring out.  You were supposed to absorb and regurgitate.  Extra points for figuring out the principles of the pap and coming up with angles your teacher hadn’t thought of.

I was very good at it.  I did manage to absorb a decent education, somehow, around the indoctrination.  But being smarter than the average bear (if often not acting it) I had the sense of preservation to realize that no matter how well I wrote and ciphered and read, I was not going to college unless I repeated the pap back and even improved on it.  Since I was convinced I was so repulsive no one would ever marry me — there were reasons for that.  Until 9 I had eczema all over my face and neck to the point I looked like a burn victim.  You internalize people’s reactions to you at a very early age. — I had to go to college, or be an unpaid drudge in my parents’ house forever.  I preferred the first.  Like most smart people do.  So I got really good at parroting things back.

And yes the left grades on ideology everywhere, in every field they take over.  The proof is simple: if all the luminaries of a field are leftist, then yep, the field is being run by leftists, who grade/promote on ideology.  Because if you study history there is not a single case where talent or intelligence were ALL on one side of an historical debate.  The only people who believe that are people who believe in the rightness of their cause with religious fervor.  And religion by definition is not rational.

I didn’t expect to find the same in the US, though I realized early on that leftism was a positional good.  When you grew up where and how I did this was not difficult.  All the upper class defined as higher education or more money parroted leftist views (often unexamined.)  This was partly because they all read the same magazines and watched the same shows, which were uniformly left and which were considered “smart.”  And people are social monkeys.  They want to be smart.

I didn’t expect it to be so strong in publishing, to the point that you had to watch your every word and your every expression.  I’m not good with that.  Hell, my communist teachers were more lenient (partly because they never expected a ninth grader to be thinking “Good heavens, you’re a credulous guppy.”)  Nor did I expect unapproved thoughts to be so quickly detected and to immediately put you in the “suspect” category.  Things I’d got away with under leftist regimes, like saying “But note, this actually is worse for the oppressed, because…”  And “Shouldn’t we instead…” were just slammed down upon hard.  Partly it was that the structure here had been in place longer than in Portugal (national socialists punish open dissent and subversion, but by and large don’t care if you’re having unapproved thoughts, nor do they try that hard to ferret them out.  Well, maybe the ones in Germany, but they were a different ball of crazy.  Not so much in other countries.  Socialists and communists, OTOH, think that utopia will come when everyone believes as they do, and so they must get in your head and ferret out your beliefs.) The people in power in the industries taken over by the left had gotten there by parroting the left and going a little further, as I did in school.  They had never actually examined the beliefs, or thought about them.  They were already second generation of people getting in that way.  You not only can’t reason a man out of what he wasn’t reasoned into, but you can’t dispute a person’s belief that having a set of shibboleths makes someone “smart.”  For me to say anything counter their religiously-held memes either made me stupid or evil.  I was either too dumb to realize what I was saying revealed my stupidity, or I was trying to trip them up.

This mind set will be familiar to anyone who’s lived under a multi-generational authoritarian regime.

Well…  I wasn’t stupid.  But maybe there’s only so much one can keep one’s mouth shut, and I’d exhausted it by 22.  I could kind of stay still, but I couldn’t do the extra of going a little further.

And as far as keeping my mouth shut, it was hard, and I had to watch myself all the time.  But what can you do, when your income is, if not essential, what allows you as a couple to live beyond bare necessities, and traditional publishing is the only game in town.  Oh, yeah, and news is controlled by the left by the same expedient as publishing.  Only leftists are hired or promoted.  No matter how much you know they’re fudging (like Heinlein, I’ve never been present at something reported in the media and found any resemblance between what I experienced and what was reported.) to say they’re lying is to go against consensus reality and be treated as a crazy person.  Even if you were there.

I knew my time even working was limited.  Until ….

Until things changed.  Being an early adopter, I thought that the web would influence elections MUCH before 2016.  I thought cracks would appear in the consensus and what a professional in my field called “the ability to be very rude to those who deserve it”in publishing would set in earlier, given indie.  The world is often slower (or catastrophically faster) than I expect.  In this case it was way slower.

But as I argue in MGC the parts of society taken by the left were also committing suicide.  When ideology is the parameter for hiring and promoting, you’re not hiring or promoting the most able or competent. On top of that, since virtue signaling is all important, you’ll distort all of your actual work to fit with the ideology.  Which in writing makes for very boring stories.  And in other areas can make for outright bad results.

What can’t go on only goes on until an alternative is available.

And eventually an alternative comes into being.

Which brings us to where we are now.  The left — and remember they’re in their third generation.  The people my age are third, that is, with the younguns being the fourth. These people were raised in the serene confidence the way to be smart and successful was to mouth these unexamined “truths.” — no longer has control.  In fact, every day, more control slips between their fingers, and they don’t fully understand why.  You see, they didn’t have to think about it, or engineer their way in.  That was the first generation after the take over.  They just accepted these “truths” to BE.  The same way they accepted belief in the arrow of history.

Meanwhile my giveadamn broke, because I was never going to be a good enough acolyte in the progressive mass, and I started speaking the truth as I see it, and as loud as I could.  I’m not alone.

The reaction of the left to people like me is to run around bullying, shaming, and when we’re obviously beyond that (hey, one of my former editors once emailed me and tried to call me to get me to shut up.  That was fun.  This was the person publicly fantasizing about  a Hilary presidency in 1999.  To the acclaim of her listeners, all also NYC editors.) they slander us, and try to make as many people as possible think we’re evilbad people and they shouldn’t even read us, or think about us (because of course, that will contaminate them in some way and cause them to be shunned. Which of course only makes sense if examining the dogma of leftism is by definition to doubt it, and therefore to become a heretic.)

No one likes being attacked and slandered.  I’m not a fan.  Though these days mostly what it causes is a feeling of disgust so deep it acts as an emetic. This might be different for less case-hardened badevil people than myself, of course.

Think of it this way: These are people who for the sake of advancement and yeah money as well as power over others, voluntarily killed the questioning part of themselves (or as one of them called it “mindkilled”themselves.) I.e. they took their lights and covered them tight with a bushel, the best to fit in with darkness.

Those of us who dare to show a light and try to build lighthouses showing the shoals of history and how to avoid them, scare the heck out of them.  They were taught light was bad.  Our lights must be covered now, because they’re scary.  They invalidate their “sacrifice”. They cast doubt on how “smart” they are for saying what “everybody knows” is true.  They might even make the smarter of them suspect that they’re not the heroes in this stage of civilization, and that their way would lead to death and utter darkness.  All of this is intolerable and must be stopped.

Ignore them.  Light another lantern.  Build another lighthouse.  One sees better in the light.

You might not be the light of the world, but once a bunch of us light our lanterns, the world will be a brighter place.

Me? I’ve chosen.  I’ll live in the light.




329 thoughts on “Lights and Bushels

  1. You internalize people’s reactions to you at a very early age.

    Oh yeah. I was an early reader so I skipped second grade, with the result that I was always the smallest kid in my class due to being a year behind. I was always the kid picked last for sports, and so on. (OTOH, being picked last for sports didn’t bother me, because I knew there was a perfectly rational reason behind it, and it wasn’t “nobody likes me”.) Result: I had a mental self-image of being small and scrawny, despite the fact that at 5’10” I’m slightly above average height for an American man. In fact, that mental self-image didn’t really go away until I started lifting weights and getting significantly stronger than I used to be.

    1. I was the weird red headed kid with the temper and bad coordination. Picked last because small, can’t catch and acts weird.

      Now I’m still the weird kid with the bad temper, except huge, old and no longer uncoordinated. And to this day I can’t abide team sports.

      The damage we take in school, eh? Amazing.

      1. I was the fat kid who could not run, throw, or catch. So I found another sport to be good at.

        And with all due humility, very, very good. 🙂

          1. It’s amazing how many people who are champions in American Ninja Warrior, or other non-traditional sports, were never athletes in high school.

            Of course, there also wasn’t any Ninja Warrior around, when they were in high school. (And now that there is, it’s clear that the kids who are starting in elementary or earlier are usually better at it. Just getting all that practice.)

            1. My first at bat was, thankfully, my last.  For a season I was a goalie for a hockey team that never needed one.  I could and did trip over my own feet on the basketball court; I ended up running the school concessions stand instead. 

              What I could do, and do well, was swim.  Most schools didn’t have swim teams.

              1. I lettered in baseball – as the equipment manager. Apparently, if you can suck it up and run the pitching machine and pick up wet towels for two years, you qualified. (Do *not* piss off the equipment manager – two words: Atomic Balm.)

                1. Hey, I did that. too, in junior high football as the trainer (basically, first aid expert). Some of the players with darker skin prided themselves on how they “needed” the Extra-Hot Atomic Balm.

          2. I think in regard to the problem of traveling with weapons he mentioned something about participating at an international level in championship marksmanship.

      2. I once made the entire class of girls laugh by saying that if gym class were about self-esteem, I wouldn’t be there.

    2. *laughs* Funny thing is, I remember when I decided sports were BS.

      “Field Day” at the end of school…would’ve been probably first grade, maybe K.

      I won the foot race, to everyone’s shock– short, chubby, didn’t like sports, but damn I can move.

      I had the ribbon from the finish line wrapped around my waist, I was so far ahead.

      They declared the gal behind me the winner. Her mom was the Girl Scout leader, among other “big people” things.

      I pretty much quit, since I realized that not only did it not matter, but I wouldn’t win even if I DID win.

      Nothing in sports since that time has changed my view of the situation…. I do my duty, no more.

      1. High school voice competition… it’s a pass/fail sort of thing. At “district” I passed up to the regional/state competition. The choir director had actually found a song that I could sing and he could speak German so my pronunciation was good. A bunch of us made it there. The star of the choir, though, had a bad day. Not her fault. But at the end just me and one other guy “passed” at the state/region contest level. Fast forward to some award thingy later on at our school and they just lumped it all together. Not a single mention of Jason or myself and the fact that we were the only one’s to “star at state” . Fast forward *again* to parent teacher conferences where the choir director told my folks that I “lacked confidence.”

        You think?

      2. I was desperately hopeless at all organized team sports. The happiest academic year I ever spent was in the 7th or 8th grade where I broke my wrist (typically, falling on a flight of stairs going UP!) and had to spend most of the year taping jump-ropes or some other tedious chore. Which I did not mind in the least, because it meant that I did not have to spend the PE hour sitting in some place where nasty, hard athletic balls came zooming at me. (Spare me the quote from Clueless, I’ve already heard how that will spoil your social life.)
        As soon as I could bail from team sports, I did. Although there was this commander of the broadcast unit in Korea who thought it was wonderful for us to do a team training exercise by having a weekend retreat … in which we had to play basketball. The admin guy who kept the unit armory and I spend most of that exercise finding the place on the court where the ball NEVER CAME NEAR US! The last time ever that I got dragooned into a team sport. They ought to post a historical marker on that spot, BTW.

        1. nasty, hard athletic balls came zooming at me.

          I wonder if this is a big flag for the “spectrum,” because I’ve always “over-reacted” to this stuff– and my kids do, too. Any twitch of “might come near head” and they flinch and/or throw themselves sideways.

          1. I wouldn’t know about that, but if I see something coming towards my head without warning, I react badly (and by “badly”, I mean that anything larger than a housefly can cause me to pull a muscle trying to bat it out of the way). However, I loved baseball. As long as i have more than a second or so to react, I’m generally OK.

          2. That’s why I seem to have taken a fancy to fencing in my old age. Stick a mask on, and they can poke at your face to their heart’s content while you laugh like heck at them.

      3. Wow. Seriously, that’s freaking corrupt. School and PE stunk in many ways, but cheating in sports as an institution? Adults cheating? Over a field day “fun run”? In elementary???

        Geez. I believe you that it happened, but that’s pretty darned low. Snakes were looking down at them. Magma was looking down at them.

        1. Main thing I remember thinking is that it was dumb, because the only folks who cared were there– and they knew it was false.

          Solidly in the “I don’t understand it,” but then there was a REASON that mom didn’t let me join girl scout’s.

          And that my Godfather liked me better than his actual granddaughter…who was the one that “won.”

            1. I just wish Mom had explained it to me; I just knew that “girl scouts: got to make cool stuff and leave it in the classroom to dry.

              Not really sure she could’ve, though.

              1. “Yes, that’s the entire point of not sending them to public school.”

                … was my mothers rationale for keeping us in a private Christian school even when it became a financial hardship for her.

                She thought for years that she didn’t like kids and never wanted to have her own, because the ones she grew up with were so awful.

                Then she realized that if you have your own kids you can train them to be the kind of people you want to spend time with.

              2. Heard that one for years… quit caring about the time some local guy braced me outside the local library, trying to convince me that our kids were being mistreated by not watching tv. Because they wouldn’t be able to relate to their peers in elementary/junior high, not knowing what was going on in whatever sitcom/drama.

                He was serious.

                  1. Everyone in the family was -convinced- we were CRAZY with the home schooling thing. Keep the kid home? Crazy! What about Socialization!? They’ll grow up weird! Same thing with cutting the TV cord. CRAZY! What is WRONG with you, boy?! Grow up and join the Human race!

                    You know, I don’t hear that anymore. ~:D

                  2. Had a professor say that to me in grad school. I was the one who had to explain sci-fi references and tropes, and book and films to him. And the then-popular electronic games. *facepaw*

                  3. Growing up, Dad wouldn’t have a TV in the house. Bored? Go feed the chickens, or go blow the heads off a few squirrels or something else outside. Then when Gramma & Grampa moved in with us, there was a TV on the place (Gramma had to have he soaps, & Grampa his Gunsmoke. We then were able to pick one hour per week of show to watch, so long as it didn’t interfere with above, unless it was something of world-shaking importance (first Apollo moon landing, Nixon announcing his resignation) in which case the whole fam dambily would gather to witness the event. Funny, though, how I often ‘just happened’ to be at G&G’s house for milk & cookies when Gunsmoke was playing in the background.

                  4. Television is a progressive propaganda machine designed to program your children into being model little leftists. PBS can be one of the worst.

                  1. There does seem to be a lot of them out there though. Always somebody thinks they’re smart enough to tell us how to live. Going to beat that square peg into that round hole, yep you betcha.

                    1. The entire history of humankind is a succession of self-selected Elites, firmly convinced (on no evidence whatsoever) that they were placed on Earth by Divine Providence to tell the rest of us what to do. The progress of Civilization can reliably be measured by the degree to which the common man gets to tell such people to go climb a tree.

                1. People are uncomfortable with what they don’t understand.  For some reason when they see something they don’t understand or approve in children many see it as licence to become intrusive clots. 

                  In the The Daughter’s fifth grade year we took the combined fourth and fifth grade profoundly gifted classes on a field trip to Washington, D.C..  The first full day was spent at the Smithsonian.   We broke the kids up into small groups of three or four, each assigned to one of the accompanying adults.  We were each given a check list of things we had to see, but the rest of our time could be taken according to the interests of the group. 

                  The following was shared by a mother who led one of the groups.

                  Her kids had chosen to go to the planetarium show at Air and Space.  Once the show commenced they began to see how much they could identify and describe before the narration.  They were particularly pumped it if they covered stuff the narration did not.  As they left an adult who had been in the show button holed her and asked why she was making them do this, didn’t she realize that this was unnatural?  Her reply was that for these kids it was natural, they did it all on their own and hell if she could have stopped them. 

          1. Based on the incident you describe, I tend to assume that your mother’s reason had to do with the lolita prostitute ring said scout mother was running……

  2. What can’t go on only goes on until an alternative is available… and enough people use it that the majority of the “normal everyday good people”, who just aim to stay withing the middle ground of their society and culture, think it’s perfectly acceptable to say/do/use it (or not mouth along/not put up with/ignore it).

    Which is why we want the extremist to keep talking and reveal themselves, and they desperately want us to shut up. But if we don’t shut up, we keep putting out good books and drifting off their approved platforms and poking fun and talking about things they want to be taboo…

    “Moving the Overton window” and “preference cascade” are, I think, two aspects of the same thing. Here’s to standing up and standing out, and being ourselves.

    1. The Overton window of political acceptability does move, (now that I finally looked it up and know what you’re talking about 🙂 and we see the case in S. Africa where it has moved to include stealing farms from a racial group. No longer unthinkable, now reasonable. Killing said racial group en mass is now merely unpleasant, not unthinkable. Pretty soon it will move to the preferred solution. That’s how these things always go.

      I think the current situation in the USA (and Canada, its happening here too) is the end game of a large faction simply lying to everyone about their capabilities.

      The Left has been saying for over 100 years that if we just do it their way, everything will be fair and everyone will be happy. Every time we give them more of what they say they want, they immediately demand a new thing. And life for everyone gets a little worse, their freedom a little smaller. Countries where they’ve gotten every single thing they’ve demanded have devolved into Hell-scapes of depravity and famine. Latest to fall victim, Venezuela.

      So really, its a scam. It doesn’t work. Our current situation is basically that the productive half of society have finally decided, after 100 years, that its a scam and they’re not playing along anymore. The other half, the un-productive half which is essentially government “workers” and their dependent class, sees the scam coming to an and, and they are freaking out.

      The “window” of what’s acceptable when facing a scam is a different one than what’s acceptable when your livelihood is threatened. But they rapidly converge when the scammers start taking to the streets hunting for MAGA hats.

      Our job, as I see it, is to ignore the window of public opinion and write stories about what’s True, capital T.

      Extreme example: Is it acceptable to take people’s farms and kill them? Really though, is that an acceptable solution to an existing circumstance? And lets assume they asked for it. They’re assholes. Their ancestors have been assholes for 200 years. This current crop of assholes, they’re begging for it. Will it WORK to resolve your country’s problems? Or is it going to make everything in life far, far worse?

      The truth about that is you think it’ll be great, but it will ruin your lives for two generations at least. Maybe more. Misery, destruction and death will fall on you. It will be Biblical. It always happens that way.

      That’s where I live. Find the Truth, or at least try to, and say it. I can tell, because when you tell the Truth, everybody hates it, and everybody yells at you to shut up.

      Luckily, this is the Internet. It treats censorship as damage and routes around it. Y’all scammers can’t make me shut up. Neener. Neener.

        1. Absolutely! That is the goal. Because preaching sucks, and I never read it. Doesn’t mater who is preaching or about what.

          And the Truth is not a bat to beat people up with either. If a thing is true, it has its own existence and everyone can see it. 2×2=4 and it doesn’t matter how much people lie, it still equals 4. There’s 4 lights, motherf-ers.

          When it is a political act to mention that type of thing, as it is now if I say that there are two genders, having two genders in your story is a great way to go. I don’t make a big deal out of it, because it isn’t a big deal. Its just how the story is.

          There is sure to be somebody come along and denounce me later for not having an XYZ character, but who cares? He’s denouncing me because I am supposed to say there are 5 lights. Everybody can see that there’s 4.

      1. They taught me in philosophy that slippery slope is an invalid argument. It may be from a logic perspective, but not when you’re dealing with people of deceptive intention. We all know that “common sense gun control” really means, eventually we take your guns and shoot you if you get out of line just not right away. The older I get, the more my philosophy has become, never give an inch. Sad.

        1. The slippery slope is an invalid argument in formal logic, because “the dice don’t remember” is also a thing in logic. Its math.

          When dealing with humans, they’re not dice. They -do- remember. Humans do not conform to formal logic. The slope -is- slippery, because the Overton Window describes an observable process in popular culture, and it does move. We’ve seen it move.

          “Never give an inch” is a losing proposition in today’s culture war environment. The new paradigm is “take back an inch!” You take back an inch by trying for a foot, the same as the f-ing Lefties do. We can move the window too. We are moving it. That’s why they’re freaking out so hard.

          1. The older I get, the more I am inclined to believe that what this country really needs is a hunting season on politicians, lawyers, and bureaucrats above a certain (fairly low) GS number. Make the tags expensive, and they are allowed to shoot back. One month.

            THE PURGE was groping toward this idea in reverse; one night a year when the Right People can arrange for the inconvenient to vanish….not that the films seemed to realize that.

            I think we should start demanding this from the Gun Grabbers. The parasites like Bloomburg might get so scared that we could pass National Reciprocity. And if they didn’t we could have a lot of fun watching them squawk.

            1. “The older I get, the more I am inclined to believe that what this country really needs is a hunting season on politicians,”

              We already have those. They’re called “elections.” Collected heap-big scalps last time. Many suddenly bald men very upset.

              We have hunting season on bureaucrats, judges and other apparatchiks too. They’re called “tax cuts.” Its hard to regulate paperclips when your department budget gets cut to zero.

              And a good thing too, actually hunting the bastards would involve too much walking, and the meat would be really fatty. Seriously, stewed bureaucrat? Ew.

              1. Except elections aren’t hunting seasons. Nor are they pest exterminations. In both hunting and exterminating, the target is dead, permanently, and doesn’t come back from the grave like a zombie, vampire, or ghost. Politicians and bureaucrats on the other hand, go into stealth mode when they lose, often getting a job in lobbying, contracting, or appointed to a different area of the government, from which they launch another campaign one or two cycles later.

                So the reality of an election is like using a squeegee to push defrosted chicken drippings around on the countertop. It may look clean, but it’s teaming with pathogenic bacteria.

        2. It may be from a logic perspective, but not when you’re dealing with people of deceptive intention.

          That’s a variation on the Fallacy Fallacy.

          Just because something hits a fallacy– no matter if it’s formal or informal– doesn’t mean it’s WRONG.

          It just means it doesn’t hit the standard of logically supported by that argument.

        3. *snort* I was called a bigot for pointing out certain flaws in arguments being made for things like feminism, gay marriage, and transgender issues, and identity politics, back in my early twenties. I was told I was using ‘slippery slope’ arguments, and ‘I should know better than that’.

          Fast forward to today, where pretty much all the things I was pointing out a good 15 years ago are now true.

          1. I get to the point where my response is, “Fine. I’m a bigot. Now explain to me what is wrong with my argument, because if you can’t I’m a bigot who is correct.

          2. I’m doing really great today, Shadow. Did you know that I have a “deep searing hatred of free speech, free association and freedom of ideas”?

            Yep. The Phantom of Searing Hatred, that’s me. I’m thinking of making it my blog banner. ~:D

            1. Do it! You will be in good company with the International Lord of Hate and the Beautiful but Evil Space Princess.

            2. LOL. I haven’t noticed you hating any of those. In fact, you seem to be for them. Do these ijits know free speech doesn’t mean no one tells you that you’re wrong?

                1. Under present circumstances it probably is not because the ijits don’t ‘know free speech doesn’t mean no one tells you that your’re wrong.’

              1. I’ll send you an update on my blog later, one of them has absolutely surpassed herself. Bonnie McDumbdumb, the gift that keeps on giving.

      2. It’s impossible to farm without owning land. Preferably passing between generations. There’s a reason that the first great civilizations were the way they were about property markers and ancient Egypt even figured out how to survey the whole shebang every single year when the Nile flooded and washed everything out. People don’t invest in the future when they aren’t assured of the future. They don’t husband the land, they take everything they can get from it as quickly as they can. It’s the same with any communal land use, such as grazing. If you *own* your pastures and you over graze them and end up with nothing but thistle, you’re stupid. If someone else is going to over graze the land no matter what you do, you put as many cows or goats on it as you can get away with doing and get what you can as quickly as you can. You can’t store feed corn if just any fellow from your community can take it all because it’s not really yours.

        Socialism and communism hates the concepts of property ownership. I’ve seen incredibly stupid stuff lately about how “capitalism” is all about raping the earth. And yet ownership and rights to agricultural land, the concepts of property, of buying a field or selling a field, is ancient and *necessary*.

        In South Africa they may run the white farmers away. Maybe most of them will be killed. Maybe those people didn’t get the land in a legitimate manner a couple of generations earlier, but it won’t be returned to the people who lived on it before. And whoever gets it next won’t *own* it either. If the political winds turn they’ll know they will loose it all, not even have it purchased from them. And they won’t be *stupid* to get what they can from the land as quickly as they can. The results and consequences are not in question. It will be like watching the slo-mo train wreck of Venezuela again. Like watching Zimbabwe begging the white farmers to return but not offering ownership even so. AS IF most farming wasn’t done by black labor anyway or that blacks can’t figure out how to grow food!

        It’s not the race of the farmers! It’s property rights and the requirement that processes that require planning for years at a time for future production and fertility have maximum security in those property rights. That your neighbor can’t let his cows or goats over graze your land. That someone won’t show up tomorrow and explain that your farm was just awarded to someone with more acceptable ethnic membership or political views.

        It doesn’t matter if it’s a big farm, or a little farm, or a corporate farm, or a cooperative farm. Without security in property ownership, people starve.

        1. > Maybe those people didn’t get the land in a legitimate manner a couple of generations earlier,

          …and neither did the people they took it from.

          1. … or the people that *they* took it from… or the people that were there before… etc., etc., etc.

            If they just made a law that any farm *sold* from this point forward had to be sold to black South Africans on a competitive basis it would still be racist but it might even work without massacres and starvation. Granted, it all depends if a person sees the massacres and starvation as part of the necessary revolution and retribution or not.

            (And I know we have people here who are from South Africa or who know people there for whom this is very personal. I also know that there are dumb ass observers who will refuse to own the fact that their ideology is likely to drive these evil outcomes and will try to frame it as Sarah’s commentors *desiring* the outcome, because we WILL talk about it.

            Socialism, redistribution, ideologies of retribution and table-turning, they end in starvation and death. If you think that it’s worth it, you’re beyond vile, beyond racist, and beyond humanity.

            1. Yeah, I’m sure everything was fair distribution of farmland and respect of ownership, before the Europeans came… in the days of tribal warfare, Zulu takeover, Muslim invasions, etc.

              Yup, just like there was no war in North America before those naughty white people showed up. (Don’t stand over there, it’s full of skulls….)

            2. “Granted, it all depends if a person sees the massacres and starvation as part of the necessary revolution and retribution or not.”

              Massacres and starvation are viewed by some as a feature, not a bug. They are the “thinning the herd” types. It is a fairly common belief, and has a lot of cachet in the Ivory Tower set. They also believe in the Happy Peasant, another trope beloved of Lefties. These are the “Vibrant Primitive Society” types.

              A pox upon them all. 😡

              1. But definitely the retribution thing, the *punishment* thing.

                “Well, it’s wrong and they *should* be driven off the land without being paid what it’s worth. They deserve it. Paying for the land would be wrong.”

                “Uh, okay. People are going to starve and the cost in human misery will be horrific.”

                “Don’t care. It’s wrong not to punish them for stealing the land to begin with.”

                “But… human misery… starvation…”

                “IT’S NOT FAIR!”

                Yeah, and guess who’s not going to be the ones starving. I realize that just about anyone would object to the charge that the human suffering that will result is *intended*. But even if it’s not intended, it’s not apparently *important*. I suppose it doesn’t seem very important when one has their eye on the Grande Scheme of Equality and Reparations.

                Every time. Predictable! And we get to watch as the idiot socialists double down because they *prefer* to believe that capitalism or property ownership are evil and that any bad result is because they didn’t push their redistribution philosophies hard enough.

                1. “But definitely the retribution thing, the *punishment* thing.”

                  “Before you embark on a journey of revenge, dig two graves.”
                  But you know, don’t stop at two. Keep going, you’ll need more. Lots more.

                  It kills me that the retards out there are trying to pretend we -like- the idea. How fucking stupid can they get?

                    1. I don’t think a lot of them are pretending. They -fear- us because they fear we want what they want, and we are some hyper-capable sons of bitches. We could actually get done what they only blather about.

                      And because they never do anything but lie from dawn to dark, they assume we’re lying.

                      I’m okay with that. Be afraid, little bitches. Its what you get for being lying perverted lizards. The wages of sin, as the say.

            3. If they just made a law that any farm *sold* from this point forward had to be sold to black South Africans on a competitive basis it would still be racist but it might even work without massacres and starvation.

              Oh holy crud, do you realize you just did better than the @#$@#$@# 2342332
              (many more curse words omitted)
              did with DECADES of time and planning?

              Seriously, as long as I can remember reading about African farms, they’ve been slaughtering white farmers and ranchers.

              Your solution is horrible. But it beats farmers being tortured to death, their families raped, etc.

              1. Not,from the POV of the Black Supremacists advocating the confiscation in the first place. They want the images of white women bleeding out after their gang rapes firmly in the minds of their Black subjects….for a plethora of reasons.

                The Anti-Colonialists of the West have a hell of a lot to answer for.

                1. I doubt that the anti-colonialists (or Marxists, or racist white saviors) have any real impact on whatever someone gets up to doing over there any more than my yelling into the wind will change what anyone does or what comes afterward.

                  Okay no… I will lay blame on a portion of the West. Africa (and South America, and the Middle East) has been sending its best and brightest, the children of the rulers and the powerful, to Ivy League US Universities forever. Where they are fed garbage about how governments ought to work and bullshit about economic systems. The professors, who have never participated in or contributed to any economic system, don’t share in any of the horrors that result when the systems they taught so well turn out, yet again, to be “not real socialism.”

                  They also probably think that farmers are stupid, that food just sort of sprouts from the Earth if left to its own devices, even though they’ve not grown so much as a tomato.

            4. As best I can tell, our new pediatrician is South African.

              And black.

              He gets hella points from me for going “hey, I recognize this pattern– GTFO!”

            5. I’ve been seeing comments online about “that can’t happen here.” Apparently they don’t know about the history of land development in Southern California.

              Yes, those orchards and farms were voluntarily sold to developers and speculators. Because after they got burned out enough times, and beaten nearly to death enough times, those landowners voluntariyl decided to sell out and move somewhere else.

              I strongly suspect those same developers targeted Hawaii next…

        2. Any ideology that denies Property Rights is evil. When those Democratic Socialist idiots run around decrying “Capitalism”, what they are really against is Property Rights. They won’t say so in so many words because it sounds bad. Hell, a lot of those useful idiots probably don’t even realize it.

          Without Capitalism, you don’t really have Property Rights.
          Without Property Rights, you can’t have Capitalism.

          1. Without Property rights, the rights to Life and Liberty are also pretty much gone.
            The right to Property guarantees your right to Life, because it gives you the means to support yourself and your family with your own labor on your own land, store, business, or whatever. If you live on the benefice of the government, what the government gives they can also take away.
            And that leads into why the right to Property is also part of the right to Liberty. If you are depending on the government for your sustenance, then you must follow along, or be cut off.

            1. Not to mention that in a very real way, your right to life *IS* a property right. You have the right to own yourself. The socialists and communists (but I repeat myself) ideologies revolve around the government owning you. Sure, they won’t outright SAY that, because people automatically recoil against slavery, but that is the ultimate results of any of the Leftist ideologies.

        3. People don’t invest in the future when they aren’t assured of the future.

          “Civilization is strong when old men plant trees in whose shade they shall never sit”?

          1. Some places people don’t plant trees because someone else can decide to use it for firewood, and will.

            I got in a discussion once (no really, not a fight) with a woman who was all excited about how if only people planted nut and fruit bearing trees in all of the nooks and corners along the street and between what passes for houses in Haiti, that it would solve their problems.

            And I tried to explain that this was a fabulous idea, right up until someone needed to feed their pig.

            The fantasy about communal agriculture just makes me nuts.

            1. In tiny form, the story of my pants at my first duty station.

              They died, because folks poured highly alcoholic drinks into them.

              Not their damn plant, but they were OK with doing whatever was handy for them.

                1. Well, I was thinking “why would anybody pour alcohol into your pants (especially when you were wearing them)”. 😀

                2. “Well, your pants are definitely dead. Alcohol poisoning.”

                  “P.O., how is that even possible?” Fox could quite keep the disbelief out of her voice. “They’re pants.”

                  “Even the new bio-membranes have limits, and when somebody sets up a keg party in the station laundry–“

            2. “And I tried to explain that this was a fabulous idea, right up until someone needed to feed their pig.”
              Or needed firewood.
              This is why communal ag just doesn’t work. Those trees need someone to watch then and take care of them- fruit trees need a whole lot of love.
              If you just leave it up to the general public, no one will do it.
              If you force people to take care of them, they’ll resent it and do a lousy job.
              If you tax people to hire someone to take care of them, you’ll have to regulate how much people can pick and so on.

            3. Some places people don’t plant trees because someone else can decide to use it for firewood, and will.,

              Just remembered something from the Sandbox.

              Don’t trust the walls, becasue the walls suck.

              The folks who built them were never sure if they’d be on the inside tomorrow…or the outside.

      3. Note: the degree of jerkishness is a factor, here.
        Just happening to be born into the upper class in a repressive system, especially if you didn’t do any repression yourself, and your only crime is that you don’t see why you should give up Great-grandpa’s land? The good Lord may have words for you when you go to meet Him, but I’ve no right to take your land from you.

        1. The problem is this: I’ve got no land, and the guy with the land is a Bad Guy. Lets say he really is a bad guy. Super bad. Drug-lord bad.

          Fine. Kill that guy, take his land. Problem solved! Now I’ve got a farm, I can support my little family, life is good.

          Until the next guy comes along that doesn’t have land, and he thinks he can fix that by killing -me-.

          You can’t fix shit by killing people.

          Here endeth the lesson.

          1. Eh. That goes under the category of “he needs to be removed for reasons other than he’s got stuff I want.”
            And that his land will be freely available once he’s removed is a side benefit.
            Fact is, you can’t fix things by killing people, but sometimes you need to kill people so that you can fix things.

  3. What are the implications of setting fire to those who would hide your light?
    “Build a man a fire and he is warm for a day. Set a man on fire and he is warm for the rest of his life.” The Tao of Pratchett

    1. I suppose that if you’re letting someone else put your light under a highly flammable reed bushel basket, then they’re the basket. Setting them on fire seems hard to avoid.

      1. If some !@#% is trying to jam a basket down over you to stop you from shining (as many of us here have experienced) then setting their sorry ass on fire seems poetic justice. Now there are two lights. >:D

        1. “Now there are two lights.”

          Ah, yes, giving freely of yourself so that someone else can be the change you want to see in the world.

          1. Going full fortune cookie:
            You can’t wash away a shadow. You have to light a lamp.
            If you light the guy throwing the shade on fire, that’ll work. >:D

            1. …I think I have that AMV on a folder on my data drive. Not sure if Windows Media Player will play it.

  4. Thank you for the light that shows us that we’re not alone in this crazy world. Even if there are no more sane people* than those that post here, it’s more than I used to realize there were.

    * = “people” implying intelligent beings, including those who do not identify as Homo sapiens. No offense was intended to all of the dragons, minotaurs, wallabys, etc.

    1. I might well be biased, as to whether “person” applies is less of a concern than “sane” and I most certainly do consider myself sane. Some around me are… unconvinced. And yet they live, thus proving MY point.

          1. Not an Ark? Even if we are guaranteed that HaShem won’t destroy the world in a deluge. It doesn’t mean that certain parts of the Earth won’t get very soggy.

              1. For the idly curious, the person for whose illness I was covering has succumbed to that which awaits us a, and thus there is no end in sight of the establishment’s willingness to provide a stipend for the pleasure of seeing me occupy that desk. While I am confident they will not pay for my presence forever it seems ill advised to spurn their present desire.

                Between demands of honor (i.e., at least pretending to do that for which they pay) and commute preclude my participation hereabouts, but be confident I am lurking.

                And while Florence is indeed threatening inundation of my environs, rest assured that I walk on water as well as ever I did.

                1. It’s a real pity Florence couldn’t hit juuuuust a little further North. Speaking as somebody who lived there for a time, there isn’t much Washington DC needs more than a Biblical Flood.

          1. I’m worried about Shadow.

            She had a (“minor”) infection and baby in the NICU– of course I’m worried, even while my instincts scream “normal trouble, just keep praying.”

            1. That girl puts up with So much health shit, omg…

              GET BETTER. EAT CHOCOLATE. These are Shadow’s orders from Col. Phantom. ~:D

            2. I has been a couple of days since I noticed her here.

              I did like her last two blog posts … I didn’t know Father’s Day was in August in Australia.

    2. As someone that posts here whose sanity is suspect at best, I object to the assumption that sanity is required to recognize reality. There’s a difference between insane and willfully delusional – I’ll admit to the former but never the latter.

      1. We’re human. I think we’re all crazy to one degree or another. The ‘normal’ ones are those who can adapt to their insanity well enough that no one else usually notices it.

    3. Great moments in geekdom:
      When I realized that my theology not only didn’t have an issue with non-human people, but actively required that I accept it.

      Most of ’em don’t even have bodies, for heaven’s sake– incorporeal, meh!

  5. “Good heavens, you’re a credulous guppy.”

    It is a tradition in the family of thinking this about teachers.  Why?  There will always be one teacher (or more) you meet who is a credulous guppy.   If you are lucky this will be the worst you ever encounter.

        1. In her second grade year The Daughter had the only teacher I actively tried to get removed from the profession. That woman should never ever have been allowed to be in charge of children. Aside from being woefully uninformed*, she was pompous and a cruel bully.

          * Example: She told the class that snakes are invertebrates. This ultimately led to a parent-teacher conference. The story is hilarious, but only in hind sight.

            1. So, the parent-teacher conference that followed on the day that the second grade teacher had taught that snakes were invertebrates?

              I politely allowed that The Daughter was not always the most diplomatic in her communications. Still, I noted, when The Daughter announced to the class that they would all see a lovely snake skeleton on display at The North Carolina Zoo when they went the following week she had been absolutely correct.

              It took a couple of rounds before I realized she didn’t think that the fact that snakes are vertebrates was in any way relevant to the matter at hand. Nor was it how The Daughter had addressed the matter.

              She could not comprehend how I did not instantly enter into full agreement on the issue of The Daughter questioning her authority. I should have recognized that under any circumstance this was a grave sin never to be tolerated. Finally the teacher blurted out, ‘You don’t understand. I am the teacher; she is just an eight year old.’

              (Fortunately I did not say, as I am now thinking, ‘An eight year old with a better knowledge of basic zoology.’)

              This was typical of many of my exchanges with the woman. I managed to get The Daughter moved to another classroom shortly before the end of the school year. This was good because she had almost given up on school altogether, and would have it it had lasted any longer.

              I should note that somewhere along the line other teachers in the school had started pulling me aside and very quietly suggesting that I should take up dropping by the classroom unannounced. On one occasion I entered the classroom just in time to witness her tongue lashing a child for something that a seven year old truly had no control over (her mother had moved them more than once during the school year). The woman continued relentlessly, until the lights went out of the little girl’s eyes.

              The woman did not remain at the school and eventually was permanently removed from the teaching profession. While it was improper to divulge that information to me, someone made sure I knew.

              1. “Finally the teacher blurted out, ‘You don’t understand. I am the teacher; she is just an eight year old.’ ”

                Response I saw once and wish I had said myself:

                Uh, yeah. She’s MY eight year old, bitch! [Homeschooling commenced next day.]

                Do not get me started. Oh, holy crap. Home schooling is The Way.

                1. It would not have originally worked with The Daughter, she was quite a challenge being profoundly gifted, handicapped and having two learning disabilities. At the time the system had a fantastic program for the profoundly gifted, one of the best in the country, which started in the third grade. It was good for her to have the challenge of being around other kids her age, many of whom could process at her level. It was also good for us to get a bit of a break from each other.

                  We did eventually move to Home Education in the middle of sixth grade. The schools went out for winter break in late December and, because of inclement weather there were not three consecutive days of school again until the end of February. The Daughter became so frustrated she asked to be Home Educated.

                  1. Grumble. Their idea of a program for the profoundly gifted at the three schools younger son attended was to tell me “he should have at least an A in a course.” THAT was the sum total of our “staffing” conference, even though they were getting around 80k for him (Profoundly gifted, disabled (though he’s mostly grown out of it.)) He usually got half As anyway.

                    1. That’s… well, I don’t know the proper legal term. Is it malfeasance? Something like that.

                      The GATE program I got to attend was a completely separate track, with concurrent larger responsibilities (I think our country report ran to about thirty or forty pages, done correctly, and this was sixth grade, pre-internet), music lessons, Spanish lessons, a play production a year, and a whole lot of other things. (I also did choir and band.) ^^That is not a gifted program. That is an excuse.

                    2. Sadly we no longer have that program.

                      First the state mandated every system draw up new plans for gifted education. This meant there was a great deal of pressure on our system to expand the program. You know the parents who don’t understand why their bright child did not make it into the Level III program. Their children probably could use a bit more challenge I am sure. What many do not understand is that a child who is reading at college level in grade school and is performing in all other core subjects similarly needs something else again.

                      Then, as time went on the districts were pressured to find ways to come up with, um, numbers reflective of the population.

                    3. My problem was that so much of the drudgework we did one year was repeated, word for word, the next year. (probably a third of every year’s textbook was boilerplate from the previous year’s, assuming they were from the same publisher)

                      I generally scored 100% the first time, and couldn’t see any point in doing it over for busy-work.

                2. Thing is, lousy parents with actual delinquent kids will come back with that line as well when defending their kid from legitimate attempts at disciplining the kid. It’s probably best to distance yourself from that kind of parent.

                  1. Mileage varies with this stuff, I’m assuming competent parent and good kid/gifted. Also I assume sufficient resources for home schooling. Times are tough, you do what you gotta do. No shame no blame for that.

                  1. What annoys me is that he was right…but didn’t know enough to just say “Hey, the scientific classification of ‘antelope’ is different than the common use ‘antelope,’ and oh golly HERE IS A GOLDEN LEAD IN TO THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN SCIENCE AND CAUSAL NAMES.

                  2. Same with “cedar.” Most of the wood sold in the USA as cedar is actually juniper. Looks and smells the same, so nobody cares…

                    1. especially the larger boards. most US cedar is small and knotted. Then again, some junipers are as well.
                      For a boyer, some juniper is a passable bow wood, cedar isn’t.

                    2. We have a local cedar/juniper species that’s bright red with orange and yellow stripes. It’s “trash wood” by furniture maker standards,but I had a local lumber mill cut some stock blanks out a couple of years ago. Now to finish the stock duplicator…

          1. Was this the woman who was fired because of “Mental Problems”?

            I seem to remember somebody here talking about a teacher who was fired because of that.

            1. No. I don’t think I ever said she had mental problems, although I expect that she did. I don’t know what the cause was for her loss of certification, there were plenty of possibilities.

              I got The Daughter out of her classroom when the teacher left her unsupervised while the woman took the rest of the class to their Spanish lesson in a different wing of the building. I discovered this when I came to pick The Daughter up after school and she did not come out. I was informed by her fellow students that I would find her under the classroom cubbies crying.

              The teacher told me that she had given The Daughter an eight point verbal instruction that she was supposed to complete while the class was gone. The teacher was upset that The Daughter had failed to complete her assigned tasks. I suggested that if the she had written down the instructions The Daughter might have had a chance. The teacher insisted that The Daughter had been willfully disobedient and was entirely at fault. It was no more a productive conversation than most I had had with that woman.

              That was the last straw, so I made an appointment to speak with the principal. The I spoke with the principal about possible problems of having teachers who left children in their care alone and unsupervised for prolonged periods of time.

              1. My nephew had a teacher “out to get him”. He had attention issues, sure, but before a parent night the teacher had the janitor sweep around his desk so that the horror of his messiness could be proven. The problem was that my sister had never purchased the particular brand of crackers that were all over the floor. Getting in trouble for stuff you didn’t do can break a kid. It’s abuse.

                Teachers don’t see stuff, not even good ones. Our foster sibling was punching my little sister in school every chance he got but until my mom forced them to assign someone to do nothing but watch the boy, no one saw it. And he managed to punch her several times an hour.

                1. I certainly never had any actively hateful teachers like that, but I did have one who was so effing stupid I couldn’t understand how he managed to successfully get dressed in the morning, let alone teach a class.

                  This guy found spit wads next to my chair and a couple others. You know – something you shoot at other people from a distance. So who got in trouble? Us, the ones who were being shot at. Instead of realizing that they had come from somewhere on the other side of the room.

                  1. Again in high school: My friend and I had milk cartons thrown at us in the cafeteria, so the school Superintendent happens by and makes some crabby and demanding remark about picking up our milk cartons. I’m not sure what happened that day but I swear I stood up and looked right at him and said FIRMLY, “Those are not our milk cartons! They were thrown at us!” Probably shocked to the core of his being, he…walked away.

                    A little bit later he came back over and said, “Would you girls mind throwing those away when you empty your trays, please?” The man actually said PLEASE. To which I answered, “We’d be happy to.”

                    I’m so danged proud of my 15 year old self.

          2. I went to a “parent-teacher conference” with my Dad after he started getting hard of hearing. The teacher was gibbering something about the youngest sibling’s schoolwork. Dad couldn’t understand her and I couldn’t either. After the third or fourth time he asked her to repeat something, she rose half out of her chair, shook her finger at him, and shouted “AH GOTS DE DEGRIH IN EDACASHUN!”

            Dad looked at me and said, “I’m sure she does,” and we got up and left…

        1. I had one of those. Best as I can tell he used his day job as a means of funnelling victims into his “pay me for special tutoring in the evenings” scam…

    1. The thing is, there are only so many people with a real avocation for teaching children. The much of the rest of those teaching slots are going to be filled by the lazy, the inept, the deluded, and those who want power over kids.

      And, sadly, that includes credulous guppies.

  6. “When ideology is the parameter for hiring and promoting, you’re not hiring or promoting the most able or competent”

    This is what really bugs me about Teh Media. I could tolerate the bias; may of my favorite writers have political positions I considered deft. But the spread of the SAME bias all through the media has resulted in a degree of mediocrity that would discredit a high school student newspaper from, say, the 1930’s.

    My problem with the New York Times isn’t that it is Dranged Left. My problem is that they can’t freaking write.

    1. So even *media* has the “all message, no story” problem now. GOOD. That way the problem can self-extinguish all the faster.

      (Yeah, I know, never underestimate stupidity… still, it has to end somewhere.)

    2. Which is why competence is subserviant to diversity, and actions that train competence are “white priviledge”.

    3. Or the big tech companies, so very proud of their progressive ideologies and so assuming that only right-thinking people even work there. (Anyone not in conformance is deep undercover.) And somehow, just *accidentally* it seems, what we hear is that they are sh*t holes to work at. Hotbeds of misogyny and offense. Toxic in the way they consume employee’s entire social lives. Which of course means that they haven’t gone far enough and must go farther or…Inception bwaaming sound…go deeper. So the odd fellow on the spectrum who doesn’t understand that “we want to promote the open expression of ideas and be accepting to everyone” isn’t what those words actually *mean* but if he’s not at the top levels of social intelligence that’s his own fault and certainly getting rid of him will make the environment even better.


      Some proud LGBT employee accidentally words her communication in a way that excludes an identity that she wasn’t aware of. Well, why wasn’t she? Clearly that’s in TWERP territory.


      1. Oh gawd, it’s not TWERP. No, no one tell me what it really is. Someone had to be the evil bad thinker today and I willingly take on that role.


    4. I could tolerate the bias; may of my favorite writers have political positions I considered deft.

      I STILL have issues believing Ms Lackey is so Fing stupid she either wants to insult half the country, or can’t believe we read her books.

      I still buy her, in no small part because she gave my late sister comfort*, but holy crud.

      *when we found her body, she had volume one of Lackey’s retold fairy tales bookmarked. I bought her that book, I knew she’d like it…I wish to God she was arguing with me about it rather than having to wait to the end of my days.

      1. I haven’t read her books in years not because of her politics but because they don’t “pull me in”.

        Mind you, I almost threw “Jinx High” (I think that was the title) across the room when her female main character gave a teenage boy a lecture on “sex” with the boy’s father right there.

        The man was a friend of the female character so the female character “giving the lecture” shouldn’t have to be the person giving the lecture. Didn’t she trust her friend to give his son that lecture?

        1. Jinx High had many issues, as I remember that it was SUPPOSED to be the magical aspects of sex, rather than just SEX.

          Still a big issue for someone who is pointed out as a LT in her magical army, but at least handwavium for “I’ve been raising him as a mundane.”

          I just wish she’d stay out of politics and biology. Oh, dear lord….

        2. Ironically, that story has a really good illustration of sin– it isn’t so much what the real situation is as what you choose to do knowing it will by your knowledge hurt others, but you do it because you wanna anyways.

          1. I found Mercedes Lacky by buying a first edition of ARROWS OF THE QUEEN. A heroine magically adopted by a familiar who isn’t breathtakingly beautiful (maybe after somebody styled her hair and gave her a new dress) was refreshing as all hell at the time.

            These days, I view her worlds as being about as valid as Gor, but more pleasant to visit. She doesn’t seem to have the potential to write with the power of, say, Lois Bujold, but she’s pleasantly entertaining and her politics are no sillier than, say, the politics of Middle Earth.

  7. “Our lights must be covered now, because they’re scary.”

    Ah yes, the showing a light thing. Conform, or be attacked.

    Never did conform, I’m actually incapable of it as it turns out. Blind. Can’t see the square on the floor you’re not supposed to step on.

    Instead, I became the paladin of repelling attacks, large or small. They bring it, I deal with it. Mostly by ignoring it, as it turns out. They are a paper tiger, when all is said and done.

    Never give up. Never surrender.

      1. Socially blind. Aspergers, just enough to make people look at me funny after ten minutes. Red head. The weird kind that just ain’t quite right. Maybe 2% off level. -Everybody- has to straighten the picture.

        I rock job interviews. I suck at actually being in the company after getting the job. Always the drama. So, self employment turns out to be excellent. All conversations are job interview length. ~:D

        1. Not diagnosed Asperger’s. Wasn’t a thing growing up. Doubt I truly fit within the spectrum. But I too rocked the interviews, but usually not quite a “good fit”. Always the “bridesmaid, never the bride.”. “If our first choice says no”, etc.

          Once I got the job. Very little drama, because ignored. Always on the Outside of the social/work circle, more or less part of it, kind of. (*)

          True of work as well as social …

          Professionally, as irritating as it was (good/bad), I was pretty much ignored. No matter how good I am/was or what solution I solved that no one else had.

          Biggest surprises I ever got were during the shutdown of the first major job I worked at & latter as differing group layoffs occurring during the bankruptcy proceedings on the second.

          1. Shutdown. Divisional managers telling me the talked to the purchasing company that they should hire me. Divisional managers who I thought barely knew I existed … guess I was wrong.
          2. Bankruptcy. When finally cut. Two co-worker who hadn’t been cut (then), tried to change the cut from me to them, individually. It would have bought me maybe a quarter. They had their own reasons that made sense for them to go then rather than later. Ultimately they failed. It was the thought that counted & from my perspective, totally out of left field.

          (*) Perception. Career choice. Only female in all male companies. Also, founding member of –> social-butterfly-not-us

          1. Not formally diagnosed until lately, as it happens. Did the testing, it was pretty clear from that what was what. Doesn’t really make much difference knowing though, its just label. Sure explains a lot of history.

            Combination of temper plus size plus touch of Aspergers, I’m amazed I ever got a job at all in hindsight. ~:D

  8. > When ideology is the parameter for hiring and promoting, you’re not hiring or promoting the most able or competent.

    And not long after, the company ceases to focus on it ostensible business and goes off promoting leftist propaganda. Which is how you wind up with a company that makes blue jeans start backing gun control measures, credit card companies canceling account holders because they don’t like their politics, or airlines giving free or discounted flights to illegal immigrants.

    1. I used to see an airline that I bet is once again doing booming business in flying illegals for free. The amenities sick, and the flight attendants escort you off while carrying an AR or M4.

    2. And they benefit from it. Both global sales and contracts from government and mandates.
      The private individual doesn’t need to be their consumer.

      1. One reason I prefer to shop at Home Despot over Maynard’s for house stuff (even though M usually has (slightly) better prices on things than HD) is that I saw an article where the Government went to HD and said something along the lines of, ‘If you fill out all these forms and certify that you are complying with Titles this-and-that and Articles such-and-so, you’ll be able to do business with us.’ HD replied, ‘Our business is supplying the American public, TYVM.”

        1. Hadn’t heard that, but I likes.

          I use Green over Orange because 2 miles for John Menard’s Pole Barns and supplies (My uncle worked for John back before he discovered he could buy by the trainload and save big on his pole barn construction biz), it’s 50 miles drive for Homely Depots. HD also goes through phases where nothing seems to be what I need or if it is, isn’t worth buying. It was reverting just before I left Texas to “Hey, they gots the good stuff again” from “You know, every time I walk in here, I walk out empty handed”. But, I need Despots for Yellow Pine, very little here is Southern Yellow, but Homely got it in all stuff 2×8 and up. Once I get a roof on this place (just came in a bit ago for supper) I want to build a bed, and other things, and SYP is great, cheapish, and hard enough to last. Canuck Spruce/Fir just isn’t as good, and warps a ton.

    3. “Airlines giving free or discounted flights to illegal immigrants.”

      And I don’t suppose these are one-way flights to their countries of origin?

  9. “…national socialists punish open dissent and subversion, but by and large don’t care if you’re having unapproved thoughts, nor do they try that hard to ferret them out. Well, maybe the ones in Germany, but they were a different ball of crazy.”

    This is one of the biggest differences between the national socialists and the communists. Even the Nazis did not try to extend their control into every aspect of personal life. Communists want their fingers into EVERYTHING.

    1. Not completely. Part of the early creep is exactly what has happened and metastasized in last few years. As more party members entered social clubs all non party ideas were suffocated out.

      1. I like to skip to the end and point out to the idea-suffocaters how it all turned out. At Nuremberg. With a noose, and a trap door.

        History is fun that way. >:D

        1. Because of outside actors that the plotters tried to steal from. If Hitler hadn’t been searching for land and/or had more time to create fifth columns the Allies the outcome would have been similar to USSR detente.

          1. yabut, look how -that- turned out. There ain’t no USSR. It just took longer for them to crash, and they fell a lot farther. The crater was still smoking 20 years later.

            Man, I loved it when that wall came down. Justice!

          2. So, 70 years and collapse into sh*t? Yeah. You’re right. Very disheartening for the people fighting for freedom. Also let me point out we’re not now nor have we ever been Russia, culturally or in any other way.
            Your perception is off. The thinking meat is off.

            1. Well, except for Alaska. And Washington. And Oregon. And northern California. And Hawaii…

              – TRX (nitpicking pedant)

            2. Well, after planting seeds elsewhere. In addition this was more at the idea that the end result would be swinging. None of the gulags, genocides or executions of the soviets were ever tried, never mind paid a price.

              We are probably heading into “bad luck” times

    2. The National Socialist were just as much into social engineering and telling everyone just how Good Germans are supposed to act and live.
      They just weren’t around long enough to really start meddling.

    3. “This youth learns nothing but to think German and to act German. When these boys enter our organization at the age of ten, it is often the first time in their lives that they get to breathe and feel fresh air; then four years later they come from the Jungvolk into the Hitler Youth, and we keep them there for another four years, and then we definitely don’t put them back into the hands of the originators of our old classes and status barriers; rather we take them straight into the Party or into the Labor Front, the SA, or the SS, the NSKK and so on. And if they are there for another two years or a year and a half and still haven’t become complete National Socialists, then they go into the Labor Service and are polished for another six or seven months, all with a symbol, the German spade. And any class consciousness or pride of status that may be left here and there is taken over by the Wehrmacht for further treatment for two years, and when they come back after two, three, or four years, we take them straight into the SA, SS, and so on again, so that they shall in no case suffer a relapse.”

  10. I was quite religious and observant when I was a teen. When I asked my Bible teacher: How will we observe the Sabbath on the moon or in space? His response was that it will never happen (settlement of the moon, living in space) So I shouldn’t worry about it. This teacher escaped the Holocaust by living in Shanghai.

    1. I’ve been around my students too long. My first response to your question was “You observe it from a long way away.” Bad TXRed, very bad.

      Interesting question. Would you use local days, or Earth days for your calendar? Would the definitions of what is and is not work need to be modified, since so many more things would be life-critical? Is there an acceptable flameless candle for Sabbath in space (or undersea?)

      1. Well, anything health/safety related is an automatic override for ritual laws. Repair on life support equipment, for example – it would be a violation of religious law to *not* fix it on shabbes.

        1. It’s like my idea for a story I’m not equipped to write: elves kidnap women and have children with them, right. So, some kidnap Jewish girls. A century later, these Jewish elves come to a rabbi….
          I can’t write it, but I want to read it.

          1. They couldn’t be much different from the black African Jews Israel accepted in the 1950s and 1960s under the Law of Return. Yes, they were Jewish… but many of them were literally from stone age cultures, and the culture shock on both sides was formidable.

            After that, half-elves don’t sound like such a big problem…

            1. Something about not being born Catholic. . . .

              Of course, good Catholic girls can baptize their babies and make them Catholic.

        2. The phrase from the New Testament is “ox is in the mire”. As in, if your ox falls into a mire on the Sabbath, you’re going to get it out even though it’s the Sabbath. Note that this was apparently practiced by the Jews during the Meridian of Time.

      2. So far being on a (space)ship is like being on a ship so you use the laws about ships. As for everything else it will be defined at the time. When electric things became available, the Rabbis of the time decided what the law would be.

      3. That’s not actually a bad answer. “You observe it from a long way away.” It may seem trite, but the “real” answer might well be “we’ll figure that out, I’m sure, because we always do.”

        And Emily, I managed to get through while I was young (and still do!) by reminding myself that God loves people who are stupid, too, because he has infinite grace.

        1. “God loves people who are stupid, too”
          But Space doesn’t. Stupid in space = dead and in very messy ways.

          1. Or at least anyone who is foolish. People who are rather dumb aren’t necessarily foolish or careless. A very smart but foolish and careless (I’m too creative to follow rules!) person would scare me far more in space than a merely dumb one.

            1. Oh yes, this. The foolish and the careless will get not only themselves killed, but take others with them.

          2. From


            adjective, stu·pid·er, stu·pid·est.

            lacking ordinary quickness and keenness of mind; dull.

            characterized by or proceeding from mental dullness; foolish; senseless:
            a stupid question.

            tediously dull, especially due to lack of meaning or sense; inane; pointless:
            a stupid party.

            You might be stupid and survive in space, just so long as you are not stupid in those things that matter for survival in space.    

            1. Well, the length of a Jewish Sabbath already differs a bit over the course of a normal Earth year, as well as varying slightly by latitude.

              So obviously Sabbath on the Moon just requires a bit more adaptation.

              The tricky bit would be the marker used for calculations made by observing the first appearance of the Moon, because obviously you can’t avoid observing something right under your feet.

              1. I’m trying to remember the story- but someone in the collective here will know. But there was a first contact story where the aliens broadcast to Earth nothing but religion and how to worship, the rules for doing so, etc. All scientific inquiries were ignored. So some Jesuits were assigned to communicate back with them and ask questions for clarification…

                A few years after the questioning started, communications were lost. When they restarted, the revolution was over.

                I really hate it when I can remember details, but not basics- like who wrote it.

              2. > obviously you can’t avoid observing something right under your feet.

                Unless your optometrist forgot to warn you about steps after you get your first pair of bifocals…

                Tricky things, steps.

                1. The Spouse commented that the first trip to the grocery store after getting bi-focals was unpleasant. As you walked down the aisles trying to scan the shelves for what you needed the different focal planes were discombobulating.

                  Fortunately The Spouse only wore the bi-focals for a short time. Once the blood sugar was stabilized for a while they were no longer necessary.

                  1. Bifocal (skipped) or progressive glasses are bad enough but my doctor tried to put me into progressive contact lenses … I think I got 5 feet before turning around back to the bathroom & taking them out. Nope. Get sick enough when I’m on the water on docks, let alone boats, didn’t need the same feeling to see.

                    As it is. I can still read, or computer work, without glasses; unless I’m wearing contacts, then reading glasses, stopped using contacts. But the stuff at the store … my arms ain’t long enough, & I’ve tried.

              3. That one is actually simple: the new moon is the full earth.

                On the regular case, since the astronomy is now known, those who desire to be observant can prepare a ritual calendar that includes all the motions of the relevant bodies, divided into the internals that are appropriate. that’s a bit of a bloodless description, but the observance is for the faithful, not the faithful for the observance.

                What really gets interesting is the effect of General Relativity on the calendars. What time you think it is depends on how much accelerating you’ve done.

                1. Which, interestingly is what the human circadian rhythm is adapted for naturally. In the absence of natural light, humans live a 25h day. Which doesn’t exist. On Earth.
                  Filed under “things that make you go um……”

                  1. Synchro-glide is one way to look at it. Sunrise as a sort of reset/synch pulse and if the cycle is a bit long, it can be shortened by the synchronization signal.

                  2. well then this makes it easy keep track of even if you don’t have a clock. Creator knows this about the human body and incorporates this in his system of law. Lots of people talk about G-d as a watchmaker, Wonder if anyone would use computer designer/programmer as a metaphor for G-d the Creator.

            2. Jerry Pournelle observed that during WWII, the machine shop he worked in wanted people with IQs of about 125 — plus some about 85 for the work of tightening screws. They would take longer to learn it, but then they would do it for the rest of the war, where brighter people would quit of boredom. Some stupid people might be a positive asset.

              1. Space is currently a frontier, and frontiers have no place for people who can’t think, because at any time, they may be confronted by an unexpected, yet deadly situation. Once it’s no longer a frontier (Large colonies), then there will be places for such, because they can be put in places where deadly events are unlikely in the extreme.

                1. I have a greater fear of those who believe themselves clever than those who know that they are not and therefore proceed with all due deliberate caution.

        2. G-d is merciful but if you are depressed you forget that. I think I understand the concept of Grace now, but I don’t think that it’s a Jewish concept. Having classmates refuse your invitation to your father’s synagogue because it isn’t Orthodox enough is quite deflating. I feel that my deficiencies as a teen were also responsible in part for my classmates’ not accepting my offer.

          1. Christianity (mostly Paul) elaborated on it a lot, but “charis” (Greek for “grace”) was used in the Septuagint to translate “chen” (Hebrew for “favor, goodwill”). Also in one case to translate “chesed.”

            So it is definitely a Jewish concept. But a lot of this stuff is non-obvious to us today, because we aren’t Greek-speaking first century Jews.

            1. chesed is a very much used word today. I don’t think chen means what you think it does. I’m not sure where I put my biblical dictionary. Just Hebrew & English. As I dimly remember from my distant past, I think 40 years counts as distant past in person’s lifetime, Chayne means something like correct or true.

          2. When we moved to the South, I got a teacher who would grade a 100% score as a ‘B’ because we didn’t go to her church. Neither the principal nor the School Board saw any problem with that.

            After that came various punishments for not knowing the little religious songs the class had to sing every day. I offered to sing them if they’d tell me the words, but the teacher was apoplectic with outrage; obviously I was being a smart-ass, because every child knew that from birth apparently. So the principal and the School Board again. My parents agreed that I would learn the words and there would be peace.

            By that time I had by back up over it, and refused. And that wound up following me across multiple schools, marked as a troublemaker…

              1. Momma brought home a final report card with a 99 in Math after bringing home 100s all year.  Her parents wanted to know what she had done to get the point knocked off her final grade.  They met with the teacher, who explained that, while Momma had been able to answer every question given, the teacher would not give her a 100 on the principle that she simply had asked the right question to find Momma’s weakness. 

                Somehow I don’t quite hear Joe E. Brown’s, ‘Nobody’s perfect.’ here.

      4. Oh, thanks, you had to do that, didn’t you?

        My mind now contemplate an incident in a far distant future space colony that has just received the news that the earth is no more.  The Passover holidays are upon them. Someone at the table declares, in all seriousness, ‘But now how can we toast ‘Next year in Jerusalem.’?’

        1. As a matter of Tradition? Drop or change the source Judaism has changed over the millennia. From Temple centered to prayer centered. Etc. The man who makes life in Space or another planet compatible to Orthodox Jewish Law will be remembered forever more in Jewish History..

    2. *headdesk*

      Oy, for love’s sake– if Catholics have figured itout, I KNOW the Jews have, wwwwwhhhhhhyyyyy can’t teachers just say “I am not familiar with that?”

      1. I dunno. I had a case of it, once. Lost it when I was doing a radio show and a caller asked a question I *could* have BS’d my way through, but on second thought I said, “I have no idea. If anyone listening knows the answer, call in at…”

  11. I’ve never been the sort to try to conform to Leftist folly, precisely because I knew it WAS folly…and the Leftists people considerably lower on the intellectual totem pole than I am. Leftists aren’t geniuses, they are well-connected (note how many of the ringleaders came from Ivy League schools dealing in snobbery and the alumni list), glib, and lacking in both good sense and humility. There’s no sense conforming to the whims of fools.

  12. So the light and bushel thing got filed under bizarre things adults say. You know like … “don’t eat sand”.

    *laughs* Thank you, I needed that.

  13. Ignore them. Light another lantern. Build another lighthouse. One sees better in the light.

    Did any of your parishes do a candle-light ceremony for Easter?

    Where everyone meets out front, with unlit candles– the priest lights the big candle that will be carried into the church, then lights a smaller candle from it– and passes it to whoever is assisting, who walks through the gathering lighting one candle in each line. That person lights the candles next to him. And they spread it from there.

      1. Only been in a place where there’s a Christmas Eve service that isn’t also the Christmas service once or twice, and always had small kids since then. (Not inflicting that on the parish.)

        1. Christmas eve is different for Catholics, and doesn’t include the blessing of the fire and the water and telling them to behave like gentlemen and do their job another year. (My view.) That’s Easter eve.

    1. Christmas Eve here too. The youth do the sunrise service, and no one trusts the current youth (or pastor) with open flames un-supervised.

      The preacher’s a 100% farm boy to the core, even though he’s of retirement age. I suspect he can gin up mischief even faster than the kids do.

      1. My 10 year old: “Mom, can I accolyte Sunday?”
        Me: “Yes, wait, who’s your partner?”
        Son: “T.”
        Me: “Yes.”

        If he’d said “S”, I would’ve grabbed the phone and informed the lady who runs this that on no occasion should my son and his best friend be allowed anything like so dangerous as fire together. T is a sensible young lady, so no problem.

    2. There is something magical about the the growing sea of light, starting from that single candle — the light came into the world and the darkness comprehended it not.  🙂

      Our church did the candle-lighting at the close of Christmas Eve service just after singing Silent Night. We did this until shortly after the new sanctuary was completed and the Fire Marshals came in and said we couldn’t do it anymore.  Those of us who remember it miss it. 😦

      1. Might be a bit too bright, but it’s worth noting that nearly everyone carries a light now on their phone. So you could try it again without drawing the wrath of the fire marshall.

      2. I agree that it’s for Easter Vigil…. but candlelight is nice for Christmas, too, and it seems unfair for you to be deprived.

        I’m pretty sure that Catholic churches pay extra insurance for all the open flames… but if there’s a Catholic church in your area, ask the priest how he gets it done for his church. Or the archdiocese, if there’s no local Catholic parish. Ecumenism has its points!

        Anyway, for your Easter vigil connection with light needs, the ancient hymn “Inventor Rutili” (ie, the first 3 verses of St. Prudentius’ “Hymn at the Lighting of the Lamps”).

        Inventor of red-gold light,
        o honest Guide through night,
        You give each season time;
        each waits its turn in line.
        Sun plunged into the black,
        Chaos charges to attack.
        For your faithful in the night,
        O Christ, bring back the light.

        In Your court, King divine,
        countless the stars that shine.
        You decorate the sky;
        lamp-like, the Moon up high.
        Still You teach us to hit
        flint on iron to look for it —
        One tiny spark alone,
        born from the heart of stone.

        You did this to make us see
        our hope of light must be
        In the solidity
        of Christ’s Body.
        Rightly Our Lord’s called Rock, strong against ev’ry shock.
        Our tiny tongues of flame
        Spark from Him. Praise His Name.

        1. I believe that we would have had to have installed a special sprinkler system, above and beyond what was otherwise required and that this was also effected by a change in building codes that went in force between when we started building and when we finished. To be done properly it would have had to have been done before the structure was finished and occupied. It was a kind of, ‘Oh great, so now you tell us,’ situation.

        2. Easter gets light and gets it on a large scale.  We participate in a sunrise service – weather willing.
          Easter weather is strange in this part of the country, so it does occasionally effect our plans.  Some of our worst snows have hit in March, when a cold jet stream dips down and collides with ample warm moisture pushing up from the Gulf.  We see the occasional high in the 90s by mid-April, but we won’t be surprised if the temperatures struggle to make it up to 40 either.  There is always the likelihood of torrential downpours.

      3. My Mother and I lit candles to usher in the Sabbath. Doing this I felt connected to all the other Jewish women and girls who were also lighting candles.

        Chanukah is at its heart a celebration of light. The Light of the official candelabrum in the Temple which burned even after it exhausted its fuel. It burned until new lamp oil could be made.

  14. For out of the blue good news, folks might want to subscribe to the HSLDA news letter.

    It’s the fund raising/awareness email from the biggest home school legal defense group.

    …their stuff for the last…heck, since folks tried to pin those crazies in California abusing their kids on “homeschoolers” … has been individual school district twits trying to boss around individual families. And then folding like a house of cards.

    Or employers randomly deciding that “graduated high school” means “from a public high school,” even though state law says a home school is the same as a private.

    1. There are some colleges and universities who have a problem with the home educated, while others can be welcoming. I have heard that there has also been some problems with military recruiters.

      Then you have the added nonsense, like the move in California for the universities to not accept anyone who have been taught anything other than the ‘correct’ views on items such as the theory of evolution.

      1. Iirc, one of them turned up in the story that SAH was posting here in parts about whatsisname ditching Franks to run off to Portugal.

        1. For some reason I have always envisioned Our Esteemed Hostess as the woman on the cover of Darkship Thieves — only wearing more clothes.

          1. I WAS prettier, features wise, but the same type. Now… well, some day. I’ve lost 23 lbs. Hopefully on my way to the weight I used to be before 20 years of hypothyroidism. But it’s a LONG way to go.

            1. Of course you were prettier, if for no other reason than your spirit.  When we first met Thena, for all her admirable qualities, she was a selfish creature.  Understandable with her background, but still not an admirable.  You made her attractive in spite of this, and drew us in with the adventure and her growth into a more integrated human.

  15. The world is a scary place, and for many people, it is the people around them that keeps the nightmares away.

    Some of us have to be out in that darkness for us to truly shine. It’s scary, but beautiful. And, so very lonely.

  16. cspschofield | September 12, 2018 at 1:21 pm | Reply
    “When ideology is the parameter for hiring and promoting, you’re not hiring or promoting the most able or competent”
    TRX | September 12, 2018 at 1:39 pm | Reply

    And not long after, the company ceases to focus on it ostensible business and goes off promoting leftist propaganda.

    Synova | September 12, 2018 at 3:12 pm | Reply
    Or the big tech companies, so very proud of their progressive ideologies and so assuming that only right-thinking people even work there. (Anyone not in conformance is deep undercover.)
    * * *
    To wit:

    “Someone leaked to Breitbart an hour-long video of an “all hands” Google meeting that was held just after the 2016 election. The video features Google’s co-founder, Sergei Brin, its CEO, Sundar Pichai, and numerous other high-ranking “Googlers” speaking in turn about the election’s tragic outcome. It is stunning.

    All of the speakers express grief over Donald Trump’s election. All of the speakers assume that every Google employee is a Democrat and is stunned and horrified that Hillary Clinton–the worst and most corrupt presidential candidate in modern history–lost. There is much discussion about what Google can do to reverse the benighted world-wide tide exemplified by Brexit and Trump’s election. The insane doctrine of “white privilege” rears its head.

    You really have to see it to believe it. ”

    Lots of other posts up on the webz.

    James Damore’s lawsuit is now a slam-dunk.

      1. An SFF writer’s group I’m in was like that the day after the 2016 election. Not being American, I was initially baffled by all the posts about grief, shock, checking that people were safe, etc. (I actually went to check the news, thinking there must have been a terrorist attack or natural disaster). It slowly dawned on me that they were talking about the election.

        Notably, this was a group with a strict “no politics” rule. So it wasn’t possible for anyone to directly address what was going on or point out the bias, or the weird atmosphere it created for anyone in the group not on the left, because that would be politics talk and very bad. But all the commiseration via oblique references left no doubt about what was and wasn’t acceptable to believe.

        1. I’m actually surprised they made oblique references. Some of my friends have shown comments from facebook groups they belong to with “no politics” policies, and the people in at least one group told them that the wailing mentions of things like the election were not political at all.

          1. Well, oblique enough to briefly confuse me as a non-US person. Though I do remember, later, people complaining bitterly that they were unable to write since the election (and one lady very distressed that Mr Trump had caused her to comfort eat and gain weight, thereby triggering her body image issues…)

    1. And Trump gets to break up Google and the other Big tech companies to ittty bitty little pieces while the sociopathic autists lose their fortunes and have to work for regular people in mundane jobs 🙂
      I’d just love to see Zuckerberg get the same photo treatment as Geoffry Owens but with no job offers

    2. And apparently they are completely shitty places to work. With all that mental hygiene going on you’d think that it would be completely amazing, no?

  17. “Being an early adopter, I thought that the web would influence elections MUCH before 2016.”

    Have you forgotten the utter demolition of Dan Rather’s faked Texas Air National Guard documents in 2004? I watched it happen. Within 48 hours of the original publication, a self-organized legion of experts had completely debunked Rather’s story. And it all happened through the Web (mainly through blogs).

    1. That and when the Blog That Shall Not be Named ripped Pali-wood apart and made Al Reuters look like a group of fools. When even I can spot the lousy Photoshop job, you know that the “news” agency is doing nothing but propaganda.

  18. [T]they took their lights and covered them tight with a bushel, the best to fit in with darkness.

    They misunderstood this WWII-era cartoon.

    This is a frequent problem with those refusing to learn History, much less learn from it.

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