* Saudi Arabian oil refineries attacked by ... ? Iran? Well, kinda. Iran itself is a front for our very own rogue intelligence network. This is made pretty plain by the touble they're having keeping their own population under control. The people have had enough of their unelected overlords. (And they were NOT really elected.)
* And why were they attacked? It's a blatant attempt to destabilize global oil prices, and, thus, our economy, which, then, can be blamed on (envelope please) TRUMP! (Can they really be stupid enough to think that would work?)
* THOUSANDS of fetuses found in the home of a recently deceased abortion doctor. (As Q says, these people are sick.)
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Unix
Richard Stallman is among the foremost luminaries of my industry (computer programming, IT, whatever you want to call it), and has been revered as a guru by millions. Now, all that has been destroyed.
It's a sobering and humbling fact that my field has, from its inception, had more than its share of deviants.
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Now hear this!
This video, in my humble opinion, should be turned into a weekly Public Service Announcement on all broadcasters, ESPECIALLY PBS.
80% of the kids 'transitioning' genders are boys becoming girls.
90% of public school teachers are female.
I remember the girls in school often commenting on how much more they preferred one teacher above all others, and that one was always male.
I myself only ever had a couple of male teachers who weren't much better than any and all of the female teachers.
In my adult life, I've heard my own mother say how she preferred working for men, and hated working for women, a sentiment I've heard repeated by many other women over the years.
What is it?
I think I know: Force.
And the stricter they were, the better they were, because things got done, and the rowdies, bullies, and other cut-ups couldn't mire the rest of us in their circus.
I still recall very well how, back in 1969, in Fort Ord, California, our scoutmaster got sent to Viet Nam (all of us being military). So, the fathers of the boys managed to recruit an Army DI to be our new scoutmaster. Wow! What an eye-opener THAT was. The hooligans no longer had the run of the show. We stood for inspection every Wednesday evening, and our uniforms had to be right. We inventoried our gear. We cleaned our meeting rooms. We policed the grounds. We learned the oath, motto, and law by heart, and were tested on it regularly. Everyone had a job. We got more done in that one hour a week than most of my teachers could get done all week. It practically became a badge of honor to have to 'drop and give him twenty'. We competed to see who could do it best.
And the bonus to all this was that we went on more campouts in less time than any other troop I ever belonged to. How many scouts can tell of waking up in the middle of a frosty October night to relieve himself among the giant redwoods of Big Sur, California, only to discover that his entire troop had been infiltrated by a troop of wild boar? How many scouts can boast of hiking up a river infested with migrating ladybugs? Or camping among migrating Monarch butterflies? How many ever met a draft-dodger hiding in the woods. (Shoulda seen his face when our drill-sergeant/scoutmaster stepped out from behind one of those trees.)
Little did I know then that the scriptural word for this was love.
Even my one, female drill-sergeant in basic training just couldn't pull it off. Maybe among other females she could have, but not among us males. We just accepted her authority out of courtesy, and the knowledge that we'd be dealing with the male drill-sergeant if we didn't.
And that's all about force. And natural authority. And confidence.
Men don't need to fake it. (Usually) (I've known plenty of men who ... well ... my boys call them betas.)
Women can't fake it. Especially where men are concerned.
Maybe this is why scripture tells just that a man must love his wife, but a wife must respect her husband. There's a very great difference there in the nature of the relationship very much like a parent-child relationship.
I would later have a bishop, Maj. Lawrence Hanson, of the Stuttgart Servicemen's Ward, who would resurrect that example for me, speaking to the men like men expect (and need) to be spoken to instead of like the politicians we too often see today.
And the women didn't run the men.
And things got done.
And rules were understood, and obeyed.
I remember very well his lesson to the elders one Sunday, First Presidency pamphlet in hand, where he said simply, "Brethren, there is no room in the Lord's kingdom for Mr. Mom."
And that was that.
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TIME!
This is one of the best things I've ever heard from Fair Mormon. It's well worth your time.
I've often said that the basis of all true religion is the subtle, seldom mentioned, and never explicitly explained relationship between time and eternity. Just consider the relationship between our chapels and temples.
Temple ... the very word means time. There's something important there. It's no triviality. What makes some see it that way is that it's deliberately subdued, mentioned almost in passing. I've found that a many great truths and deep knowledge are conveyed this way, hidden in plain sight. And, of course, those who fail to see them, or, worse, disparage those who do, are blind. "We know that thou art able to show forth great power, which looks small unto the understanding of men."
But notice how he comes around to that. It's in response to one of those Pharisee-like questions that I, and so many others like me, have so often been crossed with. And I say, crossed, because such questions are never posed in sincerity. They're attacks. They're attempts to mock, ridicule, and intimidate. And they always come from than same, pharisitical sort of mind that claims to believe for belief's sake, that presents itself as the example all others should align themselves with, never really learning anything, and calling it faith.
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Neanderthal Eyes
One of the authors whose works I follow closely, Ted Holden, makes some excellent points about Neanderthals that you just never hear anywhere else. Among those is that their eyes, modern reconstructions notwhithstanding, were much, much larger than ours, and much higher in their heads.
Now, it appears, people are waking up to this fact, and it's important that they do so. Why? Because, as Ted also points out, we're not from around here. And, as I would point out to those of my own faith, we know that, too. And there's some pretty strong scriptural evidence that we'll be going home again.
This propaganda that they were just like us, and maybe even mingled with us, is just another way in which someone is lying to us, giving us an impression of our history that is entirely divorced from reality.
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Fiery, Flying Serpents!
Aka: Meteor showers.
There was, I believe, a main comet in the midst of the meteor shower, and that comet would have been Venus Comeotho, Venus longhair.
You do know, don't you, that the mentions of animals in Genesis actually refer to the celestial constellations. Several researchers have already concluded that the Lascaux Cave paintings represent constellations, even though so many of the animals are the same. And I think I know why.
One of the most puzzling things to me about our temples has been the twelve oxen, representing the twelve tribes of Israel, beneath the baptismal font.
Why does this puzzle me?
Because only Ephraim was ever symbolized by an ox, and only 4 others even had animals as symbols, so where does this idea of twelve oxen come from?
It has to do with time.
Go back far enough, and the ancients perceived all the zodiacal constellations as oxen, aurochs, horses, and such. This is the meaning of Lascaux and other, similar caves. This is why the animals are painted on the ceilings. This is why there are no images of mountains, meadows, streams, lakes, or even trees: It's all about the sky, the celestial kingdom.
And, being a sort of a time machine, the temple transcends time by reaching all the way back in our history to a time when oxen symbolized the constellations which would later become typified by the 12 sons of Israel.
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Speaking of Stance
These recent Buicks (or, rather, Opels) have the best stance I've seen, but it's hard to see in pictures. Video is required, but even that can't really portray the way they stand out among other cars.
Now you'll notice them when you see them, and you'll see what I mean by stance.
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From My Playlist
This may seem awfully out of character for me, but I just love music like this.
Sisters of Mercy
Dominion / Mother Russia
Igor and Ted will probably like this.
How'd Elvira get a gig in this one?
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