Saturday, December 30, 2017

Of course her first drawings were a scribbley mess...she was seven years old at the time.

And perhaps the little girl didn't have the talent, but who knows how far she would have progressed had her folks, instead of mocking the little girl, had given her some encouragement - even if they were a scribbly mess.  Perhaps she could barely carry a crayon in a bucket...and perhaps "adults" (?)  simply need to butt out and let their kids enjoy their childhoods - scribbles and all.  Seriously, her parents should have been grateful that their child was more interested in quietly drawing comics all afternoon, instead of tv.   But the really wicked (narcs) don't think like normal run-of-the-mill sinners (normal people).   Some 40-years later, the lady (whose blog is one over at the NarcWriters link) is getting back to things she has wanted to do, but between life in general, and peepull who get their thrills belittling kids...  She also blogs, and people read her blog.  And yeah, woven around the posts, here and there, is new-agey phrases. 

Well i guess so!  Ya think she is going to listen to fundamentalist preachers, who will likely invalidate her (with a vengence???  - i sometimes wonder) because she has chosen to go no-contact with the shrews who shreadded her childhood?  Ooopps, there i go again, expressing anger.  Reading the woman's post, i saw her as a little girl - and that day her yet undeveloped gifts sharply rejected; her writing has enabled me to see her again at 14, keeping basically to herself, saying and doing as little as possible.  Coming home from junior-high school, something happened to one of her classmates, and she was a bundle of emotions...and silent about it.  Other teens can ask their moms and dads, but she knows better than to mention...well about anything, good or bad, or indifferent.  Because if she does, no matter how ya slice it, there will be drama - but it won't be coming from the 14-year old.

Here the preachers tell, anger is never appropriate.  And yeah, there's plenty of scripture to back that up.  Well guess what!  There are also scriptures which describe "invalidation" to a T - oh, but don't expect many sermons on those scriptures anytime soon.   Hey, i'm glad many of these guys have apparently grown up in LeaveItToBeaverLand - if you're under 50, it's sort of a boy's version of PolyannaVille.  And no, not posting to call this or that preacher a false prophet - that's not in my PD, but scripture is quite clear in various places that pulpiteers are many.  But it most certainly is in my position description to blog the following:   Repressing anger doesn't work.  Sooner or later that sinful emotion will come out, when you least expect it.  A preacher had said that sins run in heards: then evidently, anger, is the head bull.

Wednesday, December 27, 2017

The sermon was packed, and i’ll listen again – since two phone-calls came through

and had to answer them - it's like people know exactly when to call;/   Anyway, the preacher talked about people having an angry spirit, and during his message, he had mentioned someone who works with troubled teens.  This someone often found himself hesitant in sending the teens home because he knew, the anger – having been worked through, and he – knowing his job – had seen a change of mindset coming over the teens; but he knew, that not long after going back home, the teens would start back into rebellion.  Why?  Basically, because either dad-duh or mutha, or both would start into mocking/screemie-meemein’ the kid all over again.  

Okay tossing that footwear wasn’t nice; too often it’s a jack-boot, and it fits!  And i’m sorry, really i am, but doggoneit, there’s a lot of kids out there who get screamed at for nothing more than spilling a soda.  Uh, they’re kids, they’re messy, they interrupt yak-sessions with the girls, they leave half a gooey candy bar melting on a leather seat of dad’s overpriced four-wheel drive…that’s their job. 

The preacher cited a scripture about storms, and how when someone is being screamed at (for basically nuthin’) that person doesn’t really hear what screemie-meemie is (again) going off about; the person being screamed at, is basically acting like anyone caught in a storm.  When the wind is 60 mph, and it’s cold and rainy, are you going to be thinking about adding or deleting this or that to your science project?  No!  You will be looking for cover – because oh those tree-branches, and some look like they’re fixing to go cra-rash, any second.  The preacher described body language of a person being mercilessly screamed at, like being caught in a storm.

Will have to listen again, didn’t get the chance to jot down the scriptures.  Yep, when that phone rings, the earbuds got to go; was beginning to wax peeved, but not being on my own time, that annoying ring-a-ling-a-ling had to be answered promptly, courteously AND followed up.  Oh sometimes don’ cha jus’ wanna throw a rock…?   😉

Epilogue:  when first turning on this computer, i was peeved about something and was going to blog about it, but once again, putting the focus on other people, and away from self...well, for one thing, makes a better blog.  Who wants to read the wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-wha...  Anyway, yeah, i am still quite bothered about something, but hey, life goes on, guess i'll deal with it.   Meanwhile the luddites are anti-blogging, anti-internet...those people really need to mind their own beeswax, and get     a      life!

Tuesday, December 26, 2017

No, i don't want to update mmyyy profile, and no i don't want to

text a selfie.  i just got to the person's blog, and would really like to at least read the article before putting in my two cents.   But no, the site's software provider, brings up the viewer's stuff - and it hogs up the tablet screen, leaving NO ROOM for the blogger's post.   Yeah i know, i need to sink $$ for a new tablet; and yeah, my tablet is about six years old.  It ain't the tablet, people; it's the typical unregenerate mindset that always has to go about monkeying things that are just fine the way they are - to get us to fork over the money for a new...  The same sort (white collar moochers) who preach AT us to acquire skills in another field.  Everything is video these days, no thumping wonder the ISPs have to play buffering games (so they say).   At the risk of coming off luddite, back when the internet was rather new, being on-line involved alot more (oh my goodness) reading text.  Was dial-up back then, and sites loaded rather promptly - because text and even audio use up alot less space than videos.    And games...won't get started there.   Uh, yeah i will get started there...waste of precious server-space.  Games, what a waste  (ew, creepy, the whole lot of 'em)...don't people read anymore? 

Witness on the rocks. Happy-clappy, joy, joy, joy…that all may be for-real…

If ya grew up in a bubble.  But even then, i have my doubts.   Seriously, think that’s a lot of churchian play-acting.  And then these same polyanna pew-warmers can’t understand why people walk away?  Or worse, getting their cookies off spouting-out the usual goody-two-shoes diatribe…ya know, like telling someone to forgive/move on, when that someone hasn’t yet processed through what happened.   Yeah, there’s even a Scripture for that one – yeah, but good luck finding a sermon that actually focuses upon people who have been bullied/messed with.

“As he that taketh away a garment in cold weather, and as vinegar upon nitre, so is he that singeth songs to an heavy heart.”  Proverbs 25:20

The churchian thespians are really talented in coming off as if denying self is easy.   NO! Denying self is NOT easy!   Adam and Eve lived in no-anxiety EVER!!! paradise, and we know what happened there.  And frankly, i seriously believe, that anyone who comes off with these pat responses is either severely misinformed (and needs to shaddup a few minutes) or is just an outright liar.  Following Christ is HARD!  Reading AND doing his Word is, at the very least, a challenge – talk about the flesh warring with the Spirit!  And frankly, sometimes i just want to throw in the towel, take my checkbook and spend money on me, myself, and I – with the attitude of:  the needy world can all go [expletive] themselves.  It’s my freaking turn….wha, wha, wha!

Am i really a Christian?   Sometimes i flat out do not know.  But i do know this:  do NOT want to fall away, because that stroll through the buffet line doesn’t end well.   Cannot help but to believe, a lot of people walked for similar reasons; but in doing so, denied reality; multiplied lots of words, going on about translations, quoting overly educated idols (who tend to be skank-bombs…uh, so much for their coveted credibility) and mixing whatever else into the stew…uh, doesn’t make reality go away; hot peppers burn the nerve endings…hhmmm, is that why people can eat and then brag all over town about eating that swill?

One thing for sure, the luddites would have a fit reading this.  Christians are told, time and again, to be positive; ya know, happy-happy-joy-joy-joy.   Well guess what!  That happy-clappy-ism, is new age crap; and like various other social-darwinistic philosophies, has elbowed its way to the Holy Communion table.  It’s like Christians are supposed to carefully paint their faces before even coming downstairs for coffee.   We’re told to always let on that everything is fine, that even when we do struggle, we smile – projecting the idea that, yeah, we can talk a good lick about difficulties, but, oh, actually, we are problem-free; and then, unsaved people will want what we have.  Have seen that quote at various websites “…will want what we have.”   Excuse me??   If that doesn’t come off like a sales pitch…Christ is a super-ugraded lexus.

Uhm, nobody on this planet, past-present-or future, saved or unsaved, is problem-free.  And to go around all song-songie all the time, all that fake-it-until-you-make-it is nothing but hypocrisy.   In short, an L-I-E, lie!  One that invalidates real people, with real struggles – regardless of whether or not they believe that Christ died and was resurrected to pay the penalty for our individual sins.   Yeah, i am having issues right now.  My own self-centered, stupid sins - i gets really irritated when inconvenienced …if that isn’t existentialism…ew! not good.   

As for the luddites, they come off like Pharisees; one even said that “Computers will be the downfall of mankind, mark my words.”  Gag me with a spoon!   Came off like… oh just more invalidation of people who are hurting and have been hurting.   All the internet people keyboarding their dissent, even rage, toward the Lord, uh, many, not all, but many, were gas-lighted as children/teens.   Whatever happened or didn’t happen back then, if unsaved people are going to lay down their weapons and come to Christ, their surrender (yeah i know, loaded word) to reality, this change of heart, ain’t gonna happen through goody-two-shoes showmanship.  

This I say then, Walk in the Spirit, and ye shall not fulfill the lust of the flesh.

For the flesh lusteth against the Spirit, and the Spirit against the flesh: and these are contrary the one to the other; so that ye cannot do the things that ye would.  Galatians 5:16-17

Who being past feeling have given themselves over unto lasciviousness, to work all uncleanness with greediness.  Ephesians 4:19

Speaking lies in hypocrisy; having their conscience seared with a hot iron; 1 Timothy 4:2

In the multitude of words there wanteth not sin: but he that refraineth his lips is wise.  Proverbs 10:19

For they bind heavy burdens and grievous to be borne, and lay them on, men’s shoulders; but they themselves will not move them with one of their fingers.  Matthew 23:4

For such are false apostles, deceitful workers, transforming themselves into the apostles of Christ.

And no marvel; for Satan himself is transformed into an angel of light.

Therefore it is no great thing if his ministers also be transformed as the ministers of righteousness; whose end shall be according to their works.  11 Corinthians 11:13-15

Monday, December 25, 2017

A print of a painting depicting a scene in Paris (i guess) around 1910

It was a cafe-type scene, where the leisure-class women were enjoy lite food and drink outside, at lovely little tables - with table-cloths, and cloth napkins.   Beauty.   Men and women enjoying each other's company - no skank, just good manners, and good enjoyment.  But what was most striking about the picture - hung on a wall at a senior-citizen apartment complex - was to the mid-left was a woman, in a long drapey dress.  She was wearing an apron, and pushing a wheel-barrow, filled with flowers.  Yep, a poor woman who had to work for what little money she was able to earn, walking miles for hours on end.  And guess what, even that poor woman - surrounded by the well-to-do - looked dignified, like she was a person, just as the rest.  Is the artist a brother in Christ?  Don't know, but wouldn't be surprised if he is. *

Ya think i am advocating turn-of-the-previous-century clothing?  Ya think that perhaps, that ain't such a bad idea, afterall!   Seriously, what do we have now?  We have women dressing like men, AND being expected to act like men.  Well, here's a newsflash:  women are not men.  The Lord created us women to be different than men.  Yep, i'm a fundie. 

And yeah, have no beef with people saying "Happy Holidays."  Why?  Because, churchians can "Merry Christmas" all they want, but the difference is:  People who spout religious platitudes, and people who actually pick up and read the Lord's word, atleast here and there a few times a week. 

*  Regenerate people aren't was; they are/is, they're just no longer here on earth.

Bands inhale – all of ‘em. It’s always top-40, the usual …

Ya know, the sort of thing that people are languishing in a terrible eternal place… blech!   I hate bars.  They’re not boring as all getout, they’re a waste of time and, yeah, $$$.   One of the things that makes really difficult in doing things which the Lord approves is:  i feel like a fun-buster.   But can’t help it – especially being that going to bars is no longer any “fun.”  The conversations inhale - even worse than the always mediocre (at best) bands.   The people sit around, talk about the same old crap, who’s (fornicating) with whom, what’s on tveeee (barf!) – while at the same time, sinking even more money into those abysmal tickets. Seriously, being in one of those places for more than a half hour…just want to run and scream.  No, ‘am not some holier-than-thou; there’s more than enough worldlings who don’t like the bar-scene either.

Going to the bar would be a temptation if the conversations were at least once in a while, interesting.  We live in an amazing (natural) world.  Uhm, how did Biltmore impact the local economy?  Those rich people, always had company, and so they needed to stock their pantries and wine cellar.  They were always buying stuff, so they needed people to deliver the packages - and come the cooler season, they needed people to stack firewood to feed their numerous chimneys.  What new books are out, and which are worth reading?  Did CERN actually create a particle that was (for a zillionith of a second) visible to the naked eye? 

No i don’t expect a sermon, (though that would be refreshing) so hey, ‘am not being totally unreasonable.  But neither do i care to be subject to an evening of superficiality.  Top 40?  Didn’t like it back in 80 or 90-something – when about every time you turned on the radio, this and that song would surely again be (over and over) played.   As if the Eagle’s albums each had only two songs on them.  And forget Van Halen … scumwaffles.

Monday, December 18, 2017

i shouldn't be surprised why that pretty doll at the dollar store

hasn't been sold yet.  A week ago, there were about seven or eight.  All were dressed differently.  The dolls wearing pants were the first to go.  There are three left.  One has on a knee-length prom-like dress; the other, a more casual skirt and blouse; the third one has on a lacy, violet, pencil-cut gown - looks like what women wore in the late 1700s or early 1800s.  Did a google, "why do women wear mannish clothes," and the websites that came up all said, basically, yay for women wearing men's clothing.  There was one that did question whether or not women wearing pants was cross-dressing, and very displeasing to the Lord; the website did explain that loose-fitting pants cut for women, aren't the kind that men are likely to wear.  Back when Christ was here as a man, men and women wore robes; but men's and women's cuts, fabrics, patterns were obviously different.

It would be so nice to be able to go over to the mall, and find a maxi-length a-line (cotton) denim dress.  Just a denim dress, i am not asking for the moon!


Stopped at that store on Thursday.  Someone did buy that doll, and the other one in a knee-length prom-like dress.  The remaining doll was wearing a cute short skirt and t-shirt - young girls can get by with that, it's us oldsters...another story.  Hope she found a nice home as well. 

Medical magazine…my foot! The cover looked like the cover of a skanky mag.

i won’t even describe it, too defiling.  That’s what “suggestive” images do to people.  Yeah, being radical here.  Sex is for married people, and it’s about reproduction – making babies.  Yeah, i know, the previous statement sounds like something some old woman would write.  Well scoffers, guess what:  had i seen that piece-of-trash 30 years (and 30 pounds) ago, my reaction would have been the same.  i tore the thing in half and pitched it in the waste can.  Kevin Swanson (over at has a way with words; he says that sort of thing “ruins sex for everybody.”  And he’s right. 

Wanted to listen to the sermon, but for some reason, it won’t download.    Funny how some download just fine, while others…it’s like a certain line in a movie (title i don’t recall) but the movie was about a woman taken across by a sociopath.  She calls one of his ex’s, and the ex says, “if you’re asking these kinds of questions, you’ve been had.”  Did a google search; it's called "data throttling," and there's reasons; one being, like an 8-lane highway, in LA, and there's still gridlock.   But there's other reasons; webbots are very sophisticated.  But anyway,

What i hate most about skank is:  skank single-shames.  As if fat-shaming, beta/gamma shaming, age-shaming aren’t enough.  Yeah, how about that with non/pseudo Christians!  They have the nerve to call fundies mean and judgmental.  Anyway, skank is a direct mockery towards, especially women over 40 who are neither married nor dating.  The internet is full of nosey masculinist (oh, that’s redundant) idiots, who spout nothing but scorn towards older women who sleep alone each night – oopps, i forgot, these guys get fool-blown scoff with the cat (at the foot of the bed) comments.   Good night, they’re worse than stuck up high-school chicks – and sound very similar. 

Basically, what they’re telling older single women is this:  since you are not out there fornicating…  These wankerz really need to shut the heck up and mind their own business (uh, maybe these boyz need to get out there and, uh, find a j-o-b? move out of mommy’s basement – mom wants to start a home-based business, and she needs the space?).   But anyway, shaming someone for NOT committing fornication?  Hello!   There’s millions and millions of people right now, screaming in the flames of eternal hell…were the affairs worth it?  Was the sex that great?   Probably not.  Some years ago, i had read on the net somewhere that doctors were seeing college-aged men, with the kinds of sex problems that 40 and 50 year old men experience. 

Have to wonder, is it a combination of skank everywhere, and then real life – and real women (stuck) wearing ugly clothing.   i wonder about this, because of what an old widower told me years ago.  He said he wanted to meet a lady around his age, but looking around, the available women weren’t attractive.   Well, no fake jake - (old) women don’t look attractive to men, when they dress in men’s clothing.   Yeah, good idea, i keep this blog under wraps; start going on about how terrible women are stuck dressing...might as well jump into a time-machine, go back to the 1950s and spout marxism.

Sex is overrated.  Thanks to the skank-lords who are very b.u.s.y. telling everyone how to do it, what (blech) toys to use, who to do it with, what time to do it, where to do it, what to wear when doing it…  Talk about nosey people who need to get out there and find a real job.

He that justifieth the wicked, and he that condemneth the just, even they both are abomination to the Lord.  Proverbs 17:15

Wednesday, December 13, 2017

Beta-blockers. Had it not been for an article on the net, would have not made the connection.

Attractive women get places.  Okay, that’s neither breaking news, nor is it rocket-science.    However, for some reason, got to thinking about women’s clothing – and how frustratingly UGLY the tissue-thin stuff is.   Well, that’s not exactly current events either; women’s clothing began waxing ugly almost a century ago, but has really wielded the ugly stick over the past several decades.  Per the article, the author reminds her readers of one basic, natural fact of life.  Men prefer (young) attractive women; women prefer (older) accomplished men – i.e., guys who have a work history, a decent house, some money in the bank…

Got to thinking:  how a rather homely woman can almost pass as attractive by simply donning a crinoline and a gown over that.   Not talking ribbons and bows here, just a plain, breathable dress; one that goes miles.  Oopps, but that could mean plain-faced Leah catches the eye of Jacob, instead of super-model Rachael.   Practical stuff, on a practical woman, brings out the next quality men are looking for in women:  common-sense, a quiet mindset, and just plain nice to be around – the sort of woman who won’t skitz out when gray and gravity begin their inevitable conquest. 

Didn’t hit me, until today, of the possible – if not, probable, reason why women’s clothing comes in two styles:  ugly and uglier.  Only the so-called “alpha females” (whatever the heck that’s supposed to mean) can get by wearing the recycled-plastic rubbish – and even alphas are subject to “shelf-life”…yeppers, it’s all about evolution at work.    Aside of the overtime evolution has been putting in, anyone who is so conceited to fancy themselves as an “alpha,” is very prone to the delusion that it’s only us betas who thicken around the middle / grow old.  

Alphas are a lot of annoying things (including clueless of the complete sovereignty of the Real Alpha – the Lord God), but one thing (per common grace) alphas are not, and that is:  stupid.  Oh no, alphas are very proactive; they not only have a Plan B, they’ve a Plan C, D…yikes, do they ever get time to just hang out.   Alphas are keeping uneven the playing field.   The fashion czars know perfectly dern well, that whatever is remotely workable (like yoga pants) at 20-something, begins turning a few shades pathetic at 40-something.  By 60-something…scary - zombies, call your office.  

I also will choose their delusions, and will bring their fears upon them; because when I called, none did answer; when I spake they did not hear:  but they did evil before mine eyes, and chose that in which I delighted not.  Isaiah 66:4

Monday, December 11, 2017

The stir-fried veges, and the beef chow-mien are great ;) But, oh my stars, steer way clear of the mgtow.

Number one:  that stuff stinks, like it was cooked in sulfur-soaked-in-vomit.   The typical recipe (those idiots, evidently, read from the same dog-eared index-card.  Ya know, the guy isn’t even married to the gal, and already he’s giving orders, about what she’s to do with her body.   Already, he is telling her to take poison (birth-control pills).  Uhm, he could save himself a lot of anxiety by simply keeping his junk zipped up – but don’t even go there, those fools will vomit all sorts of ungodly…blech!    But no, it’s always all about him, and when he gets the news from his girlfriend:  I’m preg-ga-dune & if ya don’t step up to the plate, boy…  Granted, that’s no way to start off a marriage.  Uh, could it be that’s why the Lord expects no sex prior to/outside of marriage?   Ya think!

So he marries her.  Loves the kid, so he says.  But her?   Oh no, she typically gained a few tons over the past few years…  Uhm, this happens when a gal has a small child and works full-time AND does most, if not all, the housework, and does the grocery shopping, and takes off work to run the kid to the doctors (and the boss ain’t happy with her ongoing absences).   Stress, and not really having the time to cook decent meals does this.  Also, having not the emotional energy / space (to learn) to make her own clothes, what is available in the stores is ALL ugly…pants, pants, pants, and more pants; and what passes for skirts and dresses…bleech!   Is it any wonder why she looks about 30 pounds fatter than she actually is?   Seriously, long dresses and skirts camouflage unwanted pounds, while pants work the opposite.

The best testimony for feminine dress came from the mouth of a four-year-old boy.  The little boy, doing what little boys typically do, came running into a room where his mom had tried on a long a-line (no frills) plaid skirt (her sister had made for her – there was an upcoming special occasion).   And there, before his young eyes, was a sight he had never previously beheld in real life.   Out of his mouth came the following: “Mommy, you look like a princess.”    Those few matter-of-fact words changed the woman’s outlook concerning clothing.

Okay, back to the mgtow…(is there a tums around here? Please let me have the entire tube.)

Pee-wee continues his rant.  He is resentful because she doesn’t earn enough money.   Uhm, no!   Likely reason is:  she got passed over, once again, for a promotion.   Not because of the evil patriarchy, but because, frankly, her mind isn’t focused on her job.  Of course, her mind isn’t 100% there!  Uhm, she is preoccupied with her children – the oldest fell off the jungle-gym, right on his head, and the younger has a cough.   Uh, moms are like that.   How comes the (social)evolutionists habitually brush off that natural fact of life? 

The rest of pee-wee’s tirade (which was most of it) focused on ya-better-get-a-prenup.  That way, he can have an “at will” marriage – i.e., divorce his wife for basically burning the toast, without risk of losing any of his toys.    These idiots are all over the net, and so that’s why there is no link; they are a vicious sort – could it be, mommy had the stones to expect 30-something pee-wee to set out the trash, or maybe – horror of horrors – trim the hedge out front.   There is a proverb which describes these perpetually petulant guys to a T.   “Answer not a fool according to his folly, lest thou also be like unto him.”  Proverbs 26:4    That whole book is a father’s council to his son – exhorting him to steer clear of creeps (of either sex), to work hard, MARRY a good woman, PROVIDE for his family…mgtow is so clueless. 

Now we know what the pee-wees over in mascu-land do for a living. Anyone surprised yet ;)

The first link comes from evidently a rather liberal magazine, because early on, don’t cha know, here we go again with the Trump’s-the-bad-guy, he’s-to-blame-for…uhm, Donald Trump is one man, accountable to congress.    This liberal link is also pro-college, stating that young men burdened with college debt aren’t the ones living in mommy’s basement, playing video-games on mommy’s ‘puter; i am assuming daddy isn’t around, because it wouldn’t take very long for daddy to give Pee-wee that harsh ultimatum:  either get a job or get the heck out (of this house).  The article indicates that close to 1 out of 10 guys in their early-to-mid 20s are just hanging out, and basically are okay with eating mommy’s food and driving her car.  The writer however isn’t sure what will become of these non-workers some 20 or 30 years down the line.

i’ll venture a guess!   There’s plenty of lonely women out there and when pee-wee wears out his welcome at one girl’s house, he’ll move on down the line to a beach with his new and (supposedly) a lot better looking girlfriend.  Anyone care to guess upon whose credit card will be charged the hotel room and the lovely dinners?  But anyway, that country song ends before the new girlfriend almost falls on her bony butt while scraping ice off her windshield; meanwhile pee-wee a.k.a. “SwordMaster” is sound asleep.  Sooner or later…and pee-wee will head on down the line. 

Thirty years later, pee-wee is 50-something.  His work history goes something like this:  odd jobs – a few skilled, but most not – off and on for several years; almost a year at a department store (but they fired him for coming in late a few too many times); almost 2 years driving a delivery van (but they fired him because he couldn’t consistently be in two places at once – that does happen, some of these employers are just plain n.a.r.c.s., seriously); almost 3 years repairing motorcycles – a really terrific job (but they fired him for taking off too many days); almost 6 months at the bakery…(but they fired him for insubordination...wait a second, that was over at lampsRus).  Then there was a short time over at…

Pee-wee’s labor force participation was on enough to sometimes receive unemployment compensation, but more often off because one must work x-amount of time and be at least minimally productive.  So, once in a while, he had money to buy a few steaks and barbecue them out on his girlfriend’s deck.   Pee-wee had treated his last girlfriend to a really fancy dinner at the La-De-Dah House, but a nice dinner here and there wasn’t enough…the girl was approaching her late 20s, and she wanted to have children.  Being a realist, she wasn’t expecting a wedding ring, but she did want her children’s father to provide somewhat for his children and to be somewhat active in their lives.  Per the article, one out of four men, between the age of late teens and mid-30s, is married.

Ten years down the line, pee-wee is 60-something, and last year he moved in with a woman he had met on-line.  Granted, she does look older than the picture she had posted on e-hormany, but hey, ya can’t win ‘em all!   The woman lives in a 10 room house, has a summer place right on the beach, and she does not like cats.   So far, so good – though, the woman is neurotically neat; pee-wee has learned to not leave his empty soda cans on her coffee-table, or any place else (including both decks) for one second.  The sidelong glances whenever he puts his feet on the coffee table, are one thing; but doggoneit, she just had nerdsRus come over and put non-hackable filters on her ‘puter.  But no big worries.  If things go south, pee-wee will the do the same.  Pennsylvania winters and aging bones…not a good mix. 

Unemployed and don't care: why young men aren't working  04/2017,6476545,6917242,6917241&source=js_tag&a_id=65422

Decline of the Working Man:,6476545,6917242,6917241&source=js_tag&a_id=65422 even fewer low-skilled man have jobs  04/28/2011

And last but oh, not least.   Folks are heck-BENT on keeping the Lord Jesus Christ out of their business, their bedrooms…well alrighty then.


Oh wait a sec, while the media keeps cranking out skanky songs/movies/boys-with-boobs-fashions….ya know, the devil and his flunkies just luv to TAUNT!   And guess who ends up the butt of the joke!   Hint: it ain’t the guys.

Why men won’t marry you, Suzanne Venker 05/01/2015

Saturday, December 9, 2017

County museech taunts, among other wicked activities.

Best i can do is, try and tune it out.  While shutting off the sludge isn’t always an option, i can blog about the smelly stuff coming from the radio.   Lies…

There’s always a party, besides the regular party – which, of course goes well past Pennsylvania’s bar closing time - there’s also the pre-party and the after party.  And yet, there’s enough stats out there to indicate that one out of four adults has a next-to-zilch social life.  Of course the wickeds are prone to taunt, like the cheerleaders at the gawky girl from a poor family.   About one out of five adults can barely, if that, pay their housing & transportation (to and from work).   Financial difficulties put a damper on one’s party life, sooner or later it begins to show.   Even if you can somehow afford to bring a decent bottle of hooch, the conversation will center around that trip to the whatever race, so-and-so’s upcoming trip to the islands, such-n-such movie that’s coming to the theater, lucky somebody who won x-amount over at casinosRus, and used the money to buy season tickets…(hhhmmm, have to wonder if there was enough winnings left over to pay last February’s heating).    In short, the conversation is always vapid as all get-out, and always about big-spender. 

Another LIE is: women are out drinking with their friends.  Booze isn’t free, and later on down the line, the unpaid bills will knock very loud, and they won’t go away.  Debt has a way of calling at the most inconvenient times – like, just after being told your hours will be cut.  The museech portrays the women sitting in the smoky bar, having too much fun to pay any mind to their boyfriend’s texts.  Unless, the boyfriend has proven time and time to be one vicious load, it’s the girls (not the guys) checking their cell-phones.   It’s how us girls are made, we’d much rather be with a real man - not some unemployable puke…they’re everywhere…bleech!  It’s how us girls are made, a good man’s company is so much finer than that of the girls – the embarrassment, because so-n-so (who happens to be MARRIED) gets to acting trampy after two…comeon already, it’s not like she’s shooting whiskey.  And the other so-n-so…? Always the same-old-same-old.  But the songs never go there.

It’s like every 3rd song, the woman is wearing a ball cap/an old t-shirt/painted-on-jeans that are threadbare -  and barefoot (but she better be on the pill).  Dresses are cheezy little things on some guy’s floor.   What ever happened to long poofy dresses and skirts?   (Wow, to even ponder that sort of question is really radical – half afraid to even blog this, in a blog that nobody reads anyway.)  Ya know, feminine stuff – stuff a slim 20-something looks good in; stuff a fat 50-something looks stately.  It’s like there’s an agenda with this country music, like the other main-steam garbage, to crush women’s natural femininity.

The country music drops a few god phrases, but is as apostate as a day filing a big stack of one-page documents in a crammed cabinet is long.

Thursday, December 7, 2017

Hopefully there will be sermons for the following;

the sermons that call the scoffer's for exactly what they are, are few and far between.

Narcs don’t sleep very, unless…

For they sleep not, except they have done mischief; and their sleep is taken away, unless they cause some to fail.  Proverbs 4:16

But the wicked are like the troubled sea, when it cannot rest, whose waters cast up mire and dirt.  Isaiah 57:20

Woe to them that devise iniquity, and work evil upon their beds! When the morning is light, they practice it, because it is in the power of their hand.  Micah 2:1

    they can stir up trouble.

For they bind heavy burdens and grievous to be borne, and lay them on men’s shoulders; but they themselves will not move them with one of their fingers.  Matthew 23:4 

And as he said these things unto them, the scribes and the Pharisees began to urge him vehemently, and to provoke him to speak of many things: 
Laying in wait for him, and seeking to catch something out of his mouth, that they might accuse him.  Luke 11:53-54

They profess that they know God; but in works they deny him, being abominable, and disobedient, and unto every good work reprobate. Titus 1:16

Wednesday, December 6, 2017

Once again, nice try Bible bashers ;)

When the great fountains burst open, the raising and lowering of the seafloor would have created quite a stir.   Not only debris, but heat.   Per an article, the author came off rather convincing when he stated that sort of racket would kill all the crabs and the lobsters.  Therefor the global flood couldn’t have happened (and LobsterPlanet) would have to register under a different name).    Well actually, a lot of sea creature kinds did become extinct, (like those umbrella-thingies) during or shortly after the floor.  Isn’t it funny how details get left off ;/.  Details, like the supposed big meteor that hit this planet, some 65 million years back, and had killed anything weighing over 20 pounds.  Uhm, the impact, even in the deep oceans, would have created a lot of heat, steam, dust, quakes, gas, lava…the global smog would have been terrible.   Then comes the awful winter, that lasted several years; the acidic sleet and dirty snow…how a 1-pound creature was able to manage, is anyone’s guess.


We are not supposed to believe the fountains of the deep, burst open, tore up the seafloor like crazy, sent water way up, to rain down like nobody’s business; but we’re supposed to buy the meteor story.   Yeah, there are evolutionary scientists who, today, have reasons to not believe the dinosaurs met a sudden end due to that impact.  Back in the early 60s, the popular reason for their extinction was a sudden change of climate.   Either way, science is a good thing – certainly a lot better than listening to the usual top-40 nonsense on the radio - but scientists are not perfect, and accepted theories do change for legit reasons.    Back in the early 90s, people who believed that modern man has any Neanderthal genes, would have been laughed at.   One certain scientist wasn’t into the DNA analysis; he put his trust in the fossil record, going out into the bush and examining the layers – and took some heat for that.  Not even a century ago, the earth was two billion years old; for the last several decades it’s age has held at around 4.5 – hmmm will i live long enough read earth’s 5.1 birthday card?  (Will there be cake?).


Science is a worthy pursuit, if for no other reason, science keeps even the casual reader interested in things better than the usual rubbish – gossiping, jealousy, vile music (on the country station), gambling, drunkenness…    But science changes, and even that’s a good thing; a century ago, when the archeologists came upon a site, they were not as careful as they are today, because they know that ripping through for one thing destroys evidence of various related factors.  The Lord’s Word, however, does not change – well, come to think of it, in the last century, there’s been jittery-pokery done to the Scriptures; every year, several new editions…   Yeah, over the same time period, there’s been a move to discredit the Scriptures.  Correlation here?


Add thou not unto his words, lest he reprove thee, and thou be found a liar.  Proverbs 30:6

Jesus Christ the same yesterday, and to day, and for ever.  Hebrews 13:8