Tuesday, November 25, 2014

As Ferguson Burns

The African-Americans I know are just like me.  They believe that when thugs of any color steal, assault police officers... And end up dead... That it's a proper outcome.  It's an outcome that makes their children and property safer.  No one wants their kids endangered by such individuals.

And it's an insult to these same African-Americans that a liberal government is treating the blacks presently destroying Ferguson, Missouri as if they were children... As if they simply can't help but riot. 

I think it's ironic and instructive that these rioters are imitating the deceased 18-year-old Michael Brown in that they are stealing and assaulting police officers.  They know they will not end up in the city morgue because a liberal government will order the police to show restraint, even if they and firefighters are assaulted and threatened with deadly force.

But the true criminals are the haters, the inciters... the Al Sharptons who provoke violence among the ignorant instead of promoting civil, lawful behavior and a correct understanding of what happened in Ferguson back in August. 

But the only time that Al and his ilk will serve, is time before a television camera.   

But I guess I'm just a softie... I can't help but feel sorry for the next Michael Brown... The next ignorant punk that is raised with no respect for the rule of law.  But hey!  If he survives, America just might elect him president!

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Thursday, October 23, 2014

Saturday, August 09, 2014

A Man Needs A Shed


Neil Young sang "A Man Needs a Maid," but if rumors are true, he didn't care for maids himself.  But having the y chromosome... albeit a confused y... He certainly would appreciate my new shed.

It is 10 feet by 16 feet, and is made of treated lumber... And, it's the biggest and best shed in the neighborhood.  HA!

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Friday, August 08, 2014

I've Dug a Potato or Two


You no doubt ask, "Does it take a man to grow potatoes such as these?"  Oh yes... yes it does.  And he must be a mighty man... Virile, robust... Yet strangely humble.

When digging potatoes, it's best to wear boots like these... Preferably with bibs that are three sizes too big.  Bibs are a garment meant to get lost in.

As the Robert Frost wrote:

Here's to the young boy, lost in his bibs,
Digging potatoes with Hebes and Yids.

(It was not one of his best efforts.)

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Sunday, July 13, 2014

Monday, June 23, 2014

Friday, June 13, 2014

Saturday, December 28, 2013

If It Walks Like a Duck

We've all heard the media clobbering Phil Robertson by saying he made ant-gay comments in an interview with GQ.

Christians know this is a lie.

Phil didn't make anti-gay comments, but rather talked about what the Bible calls sin.

We've all heard gay activists say they want Phil fired for being ignorant and hateful.

Christians know this isn't what they really want.

Gay activists want Christians punished when they talk about what the Bible says about homosexuality... They want Christians censored like they are in Canada.

Phil was brave and spoke out against sin. 

The media was cowardly and didn't admit what they really believe... That the Bible has No Authority to define sin... That it hasn't the Authority to suggest how we should live.

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Friday, November 22, 2013

50 Years Ago Today...

A Great Man Died

C. S. Lewis 

November 29,1898 - November 22, 1963


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Tuesday, October 22, 2013

My Dad and Frenchie

In the Pacific during the second world war, my dad served on a destroyer, the U.S.S. Hoel.  Three months before the Hoel was sunk, my dad was selected to return to Boston and help train a green crew on a new destroyer, the U.S.S. Purdy. 

While putting the crew and the new destroyer through maneuvers along the Atlantic Coast, the ship experienced stormy conditions and high seas which damaged the deck around the forward gun.  This required the ship to be taken to Portland Maine for repairs.

My dad's friend, Frenchie  (Arthur Pereault), had a wife living in Lewiston Maine and he expressed the desire to visit her.  But he said he didn't want to go by himself.  So my dad said that he would come along.

The two were supposed to be back onboard before midnight, but they didn't arrive back until 5:30 AM.  The officer on deck, an ensign, stopped them and chewed them out for being late, and then he began filling out a form to put them on report.

Just then the engineering officer, my dad's boss, came aboard and said, "Malott!  What's going on?"

The ensign explained what had happened and that they were being put on report.

The engineering officer took the form from the ensign, tore it in two, and said, "Where these boys are going, this doesn't mean a damned thing."  And handed the torn form back to the ensign.

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My dad didn't want to leave the Hoel and go to Boston, but the reassignment saved his life.  When the Hoel was sunk, none of the men in the engine room made it off the ship alive.

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Sunday, October 06, 2013

Free For All Q&A - Are some chosen to be saved and some not?

Predestined to Choose

Isn't it good news that we don't have a sadistic Creator that made some "un-chosen" humans for the soul purpose of populating Hell?

All Baptists should listen to this clip.




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Tuesday, September 24, 2013

Monday's Muggeridge

"Every happening, great and small, is a parable whereby God speaks to us, and the art of life is to get the message."
--Malcolm Muggeridge

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