~ TRUTH IS Truth. To doubt that is to despair of knowing anything, let alone God, or ourselves.
However, there’s Truth, and then there’s how you go about seeking & speaking about truth. And not all matters of opinion are absolutely clear or one-sided: there are passing matters, topics on which free folk of good will may legitimately disagree. It might even be the case that both sides of an argument may be wrong!
Then It Gets Ugly
However, there’s no denying a very human tendency to absolutize one side of a debate or argument. Then, the most dangerous and ugly step follows: to label your opponent as ignorant, or evil– or both. After all, you’ve told them over and over the right position, so they aren’t misinformed– it must be wilful evil and denial of the truth.
Why, such people are the very devil! Barely human. Severely horribly yucky. Orcs, in human skins! Just mistreat them however seems good to you! Let ’em have it!!
Except… all people are made in the image and likeness of Almighty God. Such cruelty, dehumanization, domination, combativeness, and prideful exaltation is not of God. Jesus did not act that way, and He is the Son of God incarnate. He is the final Judge and Jury of all souls, and his is the last and final word.
If you find yourself or someone else utterly writing other people off in a harsh and heavy-handed manner, you yourself are under the very judgment of heaven, no matter how much you might actually me technically in the right. “Speak the truth in love” says the Apostle Paul– and now, more than ever, we need to keep that command and admonition in our hearts and minds.
Speaking only truth without love is Christless cruelty and pride. Speaking only love without truth is sentimentality and unjust and– ultimately– uncaring. Both errors (or, virtue gone wild & wrong) are truly hellish.
For Christians, the Creeds tell us what to believe in; the Commandments teach us how to live; and the Lord’s Prayer teaches us how to seek & find God. It is never wasted effort to learn or refresh ourselves in these heaven-sent fountains of life, and to ask God to give us the good fruit of seeking him in truth and love, and telling others about him in ways that are winsome, humble, loving, and yet also truthful.
Why bother?– Souls hang in the balance, including mine and yours. See you on Judgment Day. ~
THE POINT OF TERRORISM is.. terror: submission, paralysis, fear, to control & change you inside. Politics, warfare, & conquest by other means.
You acquiesce to increasing levels of “peace and security” fascism at home, to supposedly prevent internet & mosque made Islamofascists from home and abroad. And you’re never allowed to forget or think otherwise than: You. Are. Helpless.
So, welcome to the new normal, and the atypical and strange form of war, where you are on the front line of the Jihad. Your ordinary life– but suddenly with added machine guns, bombs, soldiers & police, and ever more safety-rape at security checkpoints. This is, of course, daily life in much of the world, now coming home to roost.
These terror attacks are not going to stop, although thankfully some are prevented by the authorities, despite themselves— though one does wonder if such terrorism isn’t found useful by advocates of a disarmed populace in a prison-state. You know, “useful crises” for the dark powers within the West, and the Jihadi threat-makers, too.
You can be safe, but not free. Or, you can be free, but not safe.
This truism is our life in 2016, and we made it. It’s founded on the fact that Baby Boomers and later could not did not or would not have replacement levels of children; that we imported people to replace our own missing kids; BUT (and thus the Canadian & more general problem) after Prime Minister Pierre Trudeau removed the educated-immigrant requirement, we increasingly allowed in welfare-ready, criminal, and under-educated people, including non-Westernized Muslims (and others) who brought their radical problems and ideas from home to here.
Canada In The Bullseye?
So far, useful-idiot Canada has been part safe-house, and part money-bags for radical terror groups. Our naive and well-intentioned “Multiculturalism” was supposed to mean cool new restaurant menus, and neighbours with exotic outfits and recipes at FolkFest. That’s because to us, faith and politics and Big Ideas and even our entire society are no longer to die for.. that’s the government’s job, now. Yet we import (or create) serious radicals who can operate well below our mental and political radar, people who are gladly misusing Canada’s nice reputation and passports and smug cluelessness.
Moreover, the informal hawalabanking system which allows money to be brokered all over the world from Canada? It means that some families are getting extra money from their Canadian relatives.. and so are some groups who like killing, bombing, raping, and decapitation. Terror gets saddle-bags of cash sent to them from Western supporters and mosques, and there’s no easy way to track it. It might– just might– mean that Canada will only be targeted by homegrown solo or small-group Jihadis, and not ISIS bombing a major airport, big city, or some mass gathering of people.
Who To The Rescue?
Since we’re all unofficially evil & dangerous, even law-abiding peaceful citizens in Canada can go to jail if they shoot or stab a home invader, or, one presumes, a bomb-strapped terrorist. Don’t worry! we’re told, polices will protect you!
This is a fraudulent promise, in the case of Jihadi-suicide terrorism, since the moment the scumtards start shooting or/ and then explode is the moment you’d like really some protection. When seconds count.. the police are only minutes away! I’m not saying that a gun-toting citizenry can solve everything, but nobody really can– even a total police state, overflowing with “Pe-E-e-eace & Se-E-e-ecurity“, and where everybody gets lightly raped at the airport.
Never forgets (until next time)! Roll out the fraidy-cat hashtags, avatars and animated GIFs! Signal that virtue! Lower the flags and light the monuments! Much sads! So feels! Tweet your defiances! SHHHTerror-nausea risingSHHHH….
What’s to be done, Binks? Be proactive, prepared, and not a victim. Because I said so, dammit! You. Are. NOT. Helpless.
In Canada, and gun-lite Europe, everybody CAN and SHOULD have (1) An Every Day Carry (EDC) kit, (2) An Emergency Plan, (3) A Way To Help, and (4) Some Self-Defence Skills. Even if our modern airport faux-security theatre undercuts some weapon-options, you don’t have to be totally helpless if dangerous, terrorist, weather crisis, or other emergency situations arise.
1. Your Very Own EDC
(1) Google or YouTube search for ‘Every Day Carry’ (EDC)– and most items are detailed on Amazon.com, so you can buy them more affordably on eBay. Every responsible, mature, and thus safety/ self-defence minded person from 8-year old on up should have some basic daily carry items.
Your EDC, for example? A rescue knife, keychain, good flashlight, a paracord bracelet, a mini-BIC lighter, a tiny Swiss Army knife (with tweezers & a pen), emergency whistle, small multitool, a smartphone, a watch or other time-piece, pen and paper (you can even get self-defence pens), some water, an LED micro-light, a firesteel. In the U.S., you should also have a punchy small gun (.40 or 45ACP), and your concealed-carry license, where possible.
Then.. there’s yer plastic raincoats, emergency mylar blankets, a compass, power-bars, a small backpack, tissues, some Ibuprofen, a bandana (for slings, wounds, and many other uses)….
There’s an EDC out there for every budget, level of readiness and complexity, and you can even colour-coordinate if you wish, ladies and gentlemen. Make an EDC keychain for each person in your family, and one for the car. Start small, build up, and switch items depending on your daily needs and travel.
Ask yourself: if you were ditched in a snowstorm, on a sinking ship, or caught by a hurricane, or some other emergency, how happy would you be to have these items? How much would you be willing to pay to have them on your belt, in your coat, or stocked in your purse?
2. Get Me Outta Here!
(2) Fun With Escapism. Play this video game in your head, wherever you are. If a bad guy or group of them were to come from this or that direction around me, where could I and my loved ones escape/ run to/ hide from bullets or other violence? Practice this mentally at home, the mall, supermarket, parking lot, airport, tourist location, nightclub, school or university, wherever.
Always try to have a plan A, B, and C– such options keep you from just panicking, and freezing in place. Think: I must be where the danger ISN’T.. and move away if it’s coming close. Don’t be conspicuous, or needlessly heroic– be bland and grey and unremarkable.
Americans: if you have your conceal carry license, use it and carry your sidearm, at very least to create a safe-zone or an escape route for yourself and others. Usually, the police will not be rushing in to save you any time soon. That’s not their job.
3 & 4. Help Out, Self Defence
(3) Do you have a basic First Aid/ CPR course? Could you operate one of those emergency Defibrillator machines you’ll sometimes see around? Could you stanch a wound, secure a broken neck, or use a tourniquet? Get those skills, now, when it’s not urgent. Sign up the office, or the whole family, or the whole school.
Re: helping– Beware that rushing right in after a bombing may be super-dangerous, because some bombers will plant delayed secondary explosives, for when they think the ambulance, police, and firemen have arrived– for even more horrible and costly collateral damage. Do what you can, be cautious, but a dead or wounded you is no use to anybody in need of help.
(4) Basic men or women’s self defence courses are available almost anywhere. MMA/ Brazillian Jiu-Jitsu, Karate, Tae-Kwon-Do, Krav Maga clubs are all over the place, and give you health, confidence, and some self-defence skills at the same time. A little weapon-training will help you fight with various weapons, or improvise, or know how to defend yourself (and others) against different attacks.
Almost Done, Ye Windbag Elf?
The middle class and upwards in Western Europe and much of North America have been generally safe, soft, and peaceful for almost three generations. We’ve enjoyed an extended local vacation from readiness, preparedness, living on the edge, thinking in an emergency.. because we’ve been mistakenly taught in the nanny state mental universe we live in that The World Is Safe, and if not, that Somebody Else Will Always Come Along To Save And Help Us.
A helpless, needy, compliant, disarmed & sheepish populace is ideal for those in power– but not the people themselves. Especially in emergencies.
This is naive at best, and grossly negligent and irresponsible at worst. The world isn’t really like that, so thank emergencies and bad people in this at least: we must be prepared as a minimum level of responsible adulthood. Sure it will cost some time and money and learning– but how much is your life or my life worth? That of our kids, grandkids, or neighbours?
Please keep learning up on those four starter-topics, via Google, YouTube, even Pinterest (and more here)– and pass the word on to others. We don’t have to either live in fear and terror, or in a prison-state.
Be free, and brave, and responsible with that freedom.
~ HERE IN BINKILAND, it’s now technically Spring, a.k.a the day before a shrieking Nor’Easter and a foot of wind-blasted snow hits us upside the head. Not a bad Winter, though.
Springwise, here’s all your astronomical details— the main point, for winter-weary Northern hemispheriacs? The days are finally going to be longer than the nights! For a bit.
For Christians in the West, it’s also Palm Sunday, and the beginning of Holy Week– the walk of suffering love by Jesus, leading to Good Friday, the silent tomb, and the breaking forth of the Kingdom of heaven, by his bodily resurrection from the grave. Easter! Lent draws to a close in a culmination that changes everything forever.
Stole ALL The Things
It is often charged against Christians that they stole all the other people’s stuff. So, Pascha (Easter) is merely a pagan fertility thing. Stole it. ‘Resurrection’ is really all Isis & Osiris, plus about spring, bunnies, eggs, and metaphorical and agricultural new life. So there, you ignorant silly thieving Christians! 😛
Or at least that’s at lest what some silly evangelical Christians, various clevers, and the darling neo-pagans playing superhero in their PJs tell us, being so much smarter, with their 19th century invented pseudo-religion– i.e., from a Christian stance, they notice that there are resonances, foretastes, ideas before Jesus came, who fulfilled them all– not just the fulfillment of Judaism, but of all spiritual longings of the ancients.
Stolen? Well, that’s only if Christianity is a lie. If Christ is the Way, the Truth, and the Life, then he’s the fulfillment and completion of what went before. If Christ is not Risen, our faith is in vain– said St. Paul himself.
Having pondered this awhile, I think it’s actually upside-down: Spring is really about Easter. The breaking forth of slumbering nature into bloom and blossom and baby birds is a symbol of the Resurrection of the Lord. The literal rising of Jesus from death is represented by the brighter, warmer, more humane foretaste of the heavenly and eternal springtime. Spring? Well, it’s all about Jesus, and heaven.
That is, ancient pagan peoples could hardly be expected to sit around worshipping and dreaming and hoping for nothing in particular, until Jesus came. He does not come to destroy, but to save, to make ALL things new, to fulfill all the hopes and longings and dreams and visions, as God would have it done.
Pagan sacrifice? One sacrifice on the cross. Contact with holy things? God walking amongst us, incarnate. The seasons of nature representing the seasons of the spirit? The Resurrection of Jesus, the new day, the eighth day of the new creation, breaking in upon our hearts, and upon a nature seeking to be reborn, and made new. Pagan fertility rites? God loves babies– when you’re married. Get to it! Holy places? Special spots set aside for churches, chapels, and locales for pilgrimage. Ancient mighty heroes of the tribe or race? The saints alive, and in glory. All through Jesus.
In Canada and the United States, we’ve had a strong tide of political silly seasons, elections, promises and lies, hubris and nemesis, surprises and shocks. The world goes round and round like a demented carousel, seeking to trap us, and hypnotize us to those fallen and deceptive rhythms that this leader or that will save us; that this pile of free things versus that pile of free things will make us happy; that there’s no other way worth mentioning.
This seems a worse kind of paganism, a hopeless Utopian misery, a rat’s maze with no exit. Now, more than ever, people need something– Someone truly real, and with us and yet lifting us upwards. We need him– or at least his blessings– but as Holy week’s roller-coaster from palms of praise to shout of hate and nails, we don’t entirely want Him. God can be like dentistry in that way.
The human heart would be supreme– can’t we be bosses, Kings and Queens of our own selves, and get all the prizes and goodies, too? Why not get our cake, and eat it, but still have it? How come we can’t be gods, just like the Serpent in The Garden promised?
Because we are not God. We are finite, fallible, foolish, doomed to death, and trapped in shortcomings. We don’t want to be all that we are, and we are what we don’t want to be. There is no good– i.e., no saving eternal life and goodness and love– in us.
God shares all good things with us: he nails himself to us. The Son drinks the cup of sin and death and hell. Love is stronger than death: Christ’s infinite life shared with us in our faith and the sacraments begins the process of making us partakers of God’s nature– into little gods and goddesses on his terms, not ours (or the Serpent’s terms).
Sharp, Like Three Nails
Holy week– the sharp focus on life and death, sin and salvation, sacrifice and selfishness, shows us there’s no such middle ground. He will die to save us, while we were yet sinners– but if Jesus is Lord, then he is Lord of all the things, all the open areas and little corners and hidden closets, too.
The sad fact about the slow deflation of the West form the inside out: simply put, supernature abhors a vacuum. Believers in Jihad and demonic slaughter are inside and crashing through our gates, seeking submission of all things to the blood-demon “Allah”– if we are spiritually dead, or dying, we have no true or lasting inspiration or reason to fight back.
It’s the question of this time, but of all times: will we rebel against our rightful King and Lord, and so be defeated by ourselves and our enemies? Behold your King, on Palm Sunday, humbly riding a donkey; on Good Friday, humbly taking up his cross and dying; on Pascha or Easter Sunday taking up his life again, and in him, all things can and shall be made new.
~ WHILST CHATTING with an FaceBook-friend yesterday, he called me ‘courageous’. The Giant Binky Noggin swelled up more than usual, of course, and then after thanking him, I pondered what that meant.
Years ago, whilst gazing out the high school window on another rainy Halifax day, I realized something simple, but life-changing. The sun was not gone, only hidden by the closer and obscuring clouds. That we could not see it immediately at that moment changed nothing. It still illuminated the earth; it still shone in other places; perhaps tomorrow, if the rain moved on, it would shine again here. The sun was there, no matter what. Period. Shut up. Full stop.
The truth abides. And like so many of my brave blog-buddies (some on The Rebel Media Megaphone, others you see featured in my posts on the blog & on FaceBook), I think we all have a personal and most serious choice, when we learn about something, when we are confronted by truth. It can be a painful decision, fraught with fear and caution and not wanting to be unpopular or to stand out.
Go On And On
If you know something to be true, you then bear a moral responsibility concerning that true matter. You can’t unknow it or rewind (though you can deceive yourself about knowing it). Lord knows I’ve been a coward and a liar enough on countless occasions.
Yet in this day and age, when self-deception, denial, saying any old thing, and the equivalent of believing in unicorns is all the rage and accounted for as the acceptable new “sanity”, then simply seeking, loving, and sharing the truth becomes a spine-filled courageous act– for the mad ones will hate, screech, and revile you for it.
The new and highest tolerance is thought to be that everyone has “Their Truth”. Or, even worse, that there’s no such thing as truth, so do your own thing, and believe what you want, even 9 contradictory things at once. Going along with this madness is not brave, or good, or true.
The Biggest Picture
I realized a few days ago that the perfect utter truth of all things is in fact known by infinite and all knowing and all-present Mind itself, by God. He may not have ears, but he ‘hears’ the tree fall in the forest, he sees the little sparrow fall, he knows our needs before we even ask Him. Almighty God is the witness and primary actor and creator in all things seen and unseen; in secret and in public; in your living room, and on the farthest planet of the farthest star. Weird.. scary.. awesome….
Knowing the truth doesn’t make me or you always right in our assertions, or always wise in saying everything, but at least it means your eyes are open, and if the bright burny thing is in the blue space, you can say “The sun is up”; or if you paddle about in a warm vat of dihydrogen monoxide, you may state “The water is wet” that something is right or wrong, good or evil, true or false.
Our grasp of the truth is only finite, because we are– and yet, go ahead and be brave: say of things that are, that they are; and of things that are not, that they are not. Jesus said: “Let your yes be yes, and your no be no: all else is from the Devil.” To deny the possibility of knowing the truth is to deny the possibility of knowing God, or being saved and set free by him– to deny the possibility of knowing anything.
Truth is not an opinion; it is sanity, and life. And the truth is alive: the incarnate One himself– the Way, the Truth, and the Life– by whom all things were made, and by whom souls are remade, and saved, and made perfect in truth, and love, and goodness. ~
Dicit ei Jesus: ‘Ego sum via, et veritas, et vita. Nemo venit ad Patrem, nisi per me.’
“I am the way, the truth, and the life. No man comes to the Father except through me.” – John 14:6
For example, did you see that Dr. Drew CNN roundtable about Jenner where the psycho beefy Jewish kid neck-grabbed the tranny guest, and threatened that the tranny would leave the show in an ambulance? And later, when, the Jewish kid agreed with a commenter on Twitter that the tranny should be curb-stomped?
The assault & threat came after several other panel members said that while Bruce Jenner wasn’t a hero, he was bravely speaking out for the countless (?) young people who were suffering and being bullied and dying because of their longing for women’s clothing and surgical mutilation.
Bravest thing evaaaaar?
“Did she deserve the honor, probably not. Is she brave? Of course,” Tur explained. “Being brave is being yourself. And being transgender is about the bravest thing you can do.”
Then Tur, Son Of Og (his parents called him Robert Tur) got Offended™ (girl-screams!) by the way Ben Shapiro wasn’t joining the group-quack and was “bravely being himself”, sticking to his guns that Bruce Jenner was still a man, and probably mentally ill, when– son of irony itself!– bullying Tur actually grabbed the young commentator by the yoke of the neck with his beefy hand, and threatened to send him home in an ambulance.
Ambulance? That is: so to physically injure Shapiro via violence that the young married father of a new baby would not be able to leave the set or the CNN building under his own locomotion, but would require a gurney and EMTs and an ambulance, thence to be transported not to his hotel or home, or the airport, but to a local hospital for extensive care and recovery. All via Og, Son Of Tur, getting his inner neanderthal thug bully act on, because Offended™.
Apparently Tur, Son Of Og did not have an “Ohcrapocrapocrap what did I just do?” moment at any point while the CNN cameras watched. Dr. Drew was AWOL, or gobsmacked, or quietly delighted at some exciting ratings-boosting TV gold, but did not act like a man or an actual host/ moderator and demand civility, and call out Tur, Son of Og for acting like a freaking psycho, and technically assaulting a fellow guest on the show.
Regrets? Apologies? It is to hysterically laugh– later, on Twitter, Bob Tur agreed with a commenter on Twitter that Ben Shapiro should be curb-stomped (i.e., crippled, possibly unto death). I devoutly hope that Mr. Tur is properly charged & arrested for assault, threat-making, and civilly sued up the wazoo (if he still has once, post-surgically).
Awkward silence ensured as the politically correct in the group tried to decide what they were supposed to say, and how to circle the wagons around Tur, Son of Og, from his legal & social & commentarial buffoonery.
The grab-n-threat was shocking enough, but I was actually offended and angry when the group-quacking restarted, once people got over their shock, re-assigned blame, and started snarking at the assaulted young man. You can hear the group-think: ‘OK, Ben’s a Jew which used to be special status, but that’s not as special a Special Status as Caitlin and Zoey, and we can’t appear to agree with Ben against Zoey, so the Jew gets it. Because Offended™… whew!’
Quacked they variously unto the camera: “Well, Ben should have known that he was being very provocative, terribly Offensive™ to Tur, Son Of Og” etc. etc., had-it-coming blah blah blah, because self-definition and tranny and Jenner and all that is the new holy idol for worship and effusive praisings. And bravest thing ever.
So Where Are We, Exactly?
So: the new new rules, as demonstrated by Tur, Son Of Og, and his fellow guests?
(1) Bullying is only bad when (if?) conservatives do it.. (in this case, it’s just fine during the course of a civil and public and televised conversation about gender).
(2) You can violate all the rules of civil discourse and decent society, then threaten to grievously injure your fellow panelists to the point of hospitalization, and later agree that they should be mutilated and possibly killed by extreme cruelty and violence, if they dare point out that the current truth about trans-everything-ism is not actual “Real” reality.
(3) Being Offended™ covereth a multitude of sins, including lying, group-think, moral cowardice, self-deception, brutality, death-threats, and– well, anything done against the Enemy of The Moment.
(4) We are all living in Upsidedownland. Please adjust your brain constantly. Or else. Welcome to now.
~ DID YOU EVER KNOW? For those of you of a certain age, being told to finish your beets and asparagus and table-scraps because “there were starving kids in China” will ring a bell. I never knew what it meant, or why my mother said it, exactly.
This man-made famine was widely misunderstood at the time; in modern China it is glossed over as “the three years of natural disaster”; and in the Western history books it is all but forgotten, because Leftism & Marxism. Still, it’s a cultural artifact for people who were kids in the 1960s.
My smart-ass response at the time was: “Well OK, can we send this to them, then?” The previous era of starving Chinese children was the mid-1930s, under Japanese misrule. The slightly later version changed the starving children to Africa (particularly Eastern Africa), in the great to-and-fro of the Cold War.
The Horror: 1958-1963
Back to my era. Did you ever ask (or were you ever told, or did your parents even know) why in China– a net exporter of food– there were such conditions in the late 50s into the mid-60s? Probably not.
Communism. Mao Tse Tung wanted to hasten agricultural reform, and was greedy for hard currency from the Soviets, and so sold them most of the food China produced. He sold almost all Chinese crops, even if that meant the peasant farmers themselves had nothing left to eat. That, and crazy schemes like shutting down small farms, and making giant collective farms. Which didn’t work.
Mao Starved Them
Communism + lack of reality? = 70 MILLION direct & indirect Chinese deaths.
Mass starvation, eating grass and bark, cannibalism, and upwards of 60-70 million deaths ensued, because Communism can’t science good, and what’s a few millions dead for the progress of the Revolution, blah blah blah.
Truth is, there’s more than enough food in the world to prevent starvation, but as in 1930s Ukraine, Mao’s China or Ethiopia in the ‘We Are The World‘ 1980s, politics (especially progressive politics) are often found at the root of such crises. Entirely avoidable, predictable, and horrible.
Death by starvation– for ideological purposes– has proven quite convenient for human monsters of the 20th century. We’re only ever told half of the story, and well after the fact, by the useful idiots of the Western mass media, who served and still serve all too often as the willing mouthpieces of Lenin, Stalin, Che & Fidel, Mao, and their horrible policies and evil minions.