• Pragerisms

    For a more comprehensive list of Pragerisms visit
    Dennis Prager Wisdom.

    • "The left is far more interested in gaining power than in creating wealth."
    • "Without wisdom, goodness is worthless."
    • "I prefer clarity to agreement."
    • "First tell the truth, then state your opinion."
    • "Being on the Left means never having to say you're sorry."
    • "If you don't fight evil, you fight gobal warming."
    • "There are things that are so dumb, you have to learn them."
  • Liberalism’s Seven Deadly Sins

    • Sexism
    • Intolerance
    • Xenophobia
    • Racism
    • Islamophobia
    • Bigotry
    • Homophobia

    A liberal need only accuse you of one of the above in order to end all discussion and excuse himself from further elucidation of his position.

  • Glenn’s Reading List for Die-Hard Pragerites

    • Bolton, John - Surrender is not an Option
    • Bruce, Tammy - The Thought Police; The New American Revolution; The Death of Right and Wrong
    • Charen, Mona - DoGooders:How Liberals Hurt Those They Claim to Help
    • Coulter, Ann - If Democrats Had Any Brains, They'd Be Republicans; Slander
    • Dalrymple, Theodore - In Praise of Prejudice; Our Culture, What's Left of It
    • Doyle, William - Inside the Oval Office
    • Elder, Larry - Stupid Black Men: How to Play the Race Card--and Lose
    • Frankl, Victor - Man's Search for Meaning
    • Flynn, Daniel - Intellectual Morons
    • Fund, John - Stealing Elections
    • Friedman, George - America's Secret War
    • Goldberg, Bernard - Bias; Arrogance
    • Goldberg, Jonah - Liberal Fascism
    • Herson, James - Tales from the Left Coast
    • Horowitz, David - Left Illusions; The Professors
    • Klein, Edward - The Truth about Hillary
    • Mnookin, Seth - Hard News: Twenty-one Brutal Months at The New York Times and How They Changed the American Media
    • Morris, Dick - Because He Could; Rewriting History
    • O'Beirne, Kate - Women Who Make the World Worse
    • Olson, Barbara - The Final Days: The Last, Desperate Abuses of Power by the Clinton White House
    • O'Neill, John - Unfit For Command
    • Piereson, James - Camelot and the Cultural Revolution: How the Assassination of John F. Kennedy Shattered American Liberalism
    • Prager, Dennis - Think A Second Time
    • Sharansky, Natan - The Case for Democracy
    • Stein, Ben - Can America Survive? The Rage of the Left, the Truth, and What to Do About It
    • Steyn, Mark - America Alone
    • Stephanopolous, George - All Too Human
    • Thomas, Clarence - My Grandfather's Son
    • Timmerman, Kenneth - Shadow Warriors
    • Williams, Juan - Enough: The Phony Leaders, Dead-End Movements, and Culture of Failure That Are Undermining Black America--and What We Can Do About It
    • Wright, Lawrence - The Looming Tower

If Truth Could Be Told America Would Concede Its Human Female Has Disappeared!

MAY 8, 2022 BY SCOTT JOHNSON IN MUSIC

SUNDAY MORNING COMING DOWN

In this abbreviated edition of Sunday Morning Coming Down we pay tribute to Mother’s Day. It hadn’t even occurred to me to do so until listening to this week’s Radio Deluxe show last night. In honor of Mother’s Day the hosts played their mothers’ favorite songs.

Host John Pizzarelli played “The More I See You” by Dick Haymes in the version below with the introductory verse because that’s the one Mrs. P. preferred. The song was written by Mack Gordon and Harry Warren. John P. didn’t mention the songwriters. He credited Johnny Mandel and Ian Bernard for the arrangements on the Dick Haymes album Rain or Shine (1956), from whence it comes. It’s hard to listen to the 1966 hit version of the song by Chris Montez after hearing this one.

Host Jessica Molaskey played “These Foolish Things” by Ella Fitzgerald, also with the introductory verse. Written by Brits Eric Maschwitz and Jack Strachey, this is Betty Molaskey’s favorite song. “And still these little things remain that bring me happiness or pain.”

I want to add Stevie Wonder’s “I Just Called to Say I Love You” to this list in honor of my mom, Rivian Johnson. I’m not sure it was her favorite song, but I know she was blown away by it. Thinking Stevie Wonder was well outside the range of her taste, she asked me what the deal was with him after she heard this song on the radio in 1984. It touched her deeply. A number 1 hit all around the world at the time, Stevie wrote, arranged, and produced it. I think he played and programmed all the instruments as well. As it happened, my mom called from Florida to say she loved me just before she died of a massive stroke at the age of 66. She was just beginning to get over my dad’s death two years earlier and still beautiful in every way. I’m certainly thinking of her today.

I was born in 1934 in the city. It was depression time in our America before the Second World War put it to rest. I entered kindergarten in 1939. Nearly all of my teachers were “old maids” whose children were in their classrooms. Teaching knowledge and civility was their basic job. I remember liking them like mothers.

Real American MOTHERS WERE AT HOME THEN. BEING A MOTHER, LIKE BEING A FATHER WHO WENT TO WORK WAS GOD’S PLAN, we were told then. Both had different basic experiences and duties then.

America was GODFEARING and very safe then where I lived.!

Religiously we were JUDEO-CHRISTIAN OR JEWISH then. Saturday or Sundays were cherished for God time, to help learning and understanding civility and for the most part “loving” and sharing with thy neighbor.

MOTHERS CHERISHED TWO TO FIVE CHILDREN where I and my many relatives lived. Neighboring MOTHERS were True, Caring, Mothers in town and city where my families and my neighboring families lived. It was their sacred duty to teach their children to be truthful and Godfearing.

When World War II broke open for our America in 1941, neighbors on the home front became even closer one to another except for its males age 17 to 38 who went abroad across the Atlantic or the Pacific to win the war.

Empty lots like where I lived often became little farmlands, a lot here and another over there. The crops were shared. Back yards often lost lawns in favor of crops. Nearly all of the folks where I lived still had family connections in the farmlands here in Minnesota. But no one had any gas for autos to be driven. Gas was sent to the war front!

It was hard to get butter, meats of any kind. Milk was limited, and coffee disappeared, where here I lived. Neighbors shared.

My generation of life is all about dead now. Women have become ‘butch’ Dems instead of family Mothers. Fathers have simply disappeared…..for President, we have Joe Biden characters where truth has no meaning, but ‘thieving’ does. God Bless America has disappeared instead!

One Response

  1. I’m very curious about the older generation mostly because I want to learn and not repeat the mistakes of the past. So I’m very curious, what is it that has made people like the author of this post so completely jaded and pessimistic that they use a post about their mother on Mother’s Day to make hateful judgements about their fellow Americans and take political swipes? There’s a lot of ways the attitude of author could be described: “Un-American”; “A proctologist’s view of life”; “gross and inaccurate”. But the best way to describe it is “sad”, and it’s very hard to not assume that it’s the result of a narcissistic world view that can’t comprehend how society can survive their eventual demise. You’re too old to be told to “Grow up”, but sadly that’s the best advice

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