YOUR WORLD WITH FASCISTIC PHIL CAVUTO

Arrogant, big mouth, cocky, Foxy, antiPresident Trump, Phil Cavuto,  seems to be one of the Fox News  fascistics who froth at their joy mouth to eliminate our American 45th President from the nation’s White House as soon as possible.

Is President Trump  too American for the business folks at Fox News?   Perhaps he can’t be controlled for he LOVES HIS COUNTRY JUST AS I And  MILLIONS OF AMERICAN CHRISTIANS DO!!!   He is not bought or otherwise controlled by BUSINESS, BIG OR INTERNATIONAL.  Is that what makes so many mouths of Fox “News” reporters and reviewers like Cavuto to cheat, distort, so often complain and/or squeal against the President at news hours?  Is it instruction from station leftists or personal?

Or is the American population under age 50 so uneducated, so obtuse to American existence at home and abroad, so drugged, Godless,  and lost in life bearing  no brains clear enough to handle learning right from wrong,  those vitally  important matters of civilized human existence?

Did or did not President Donald J. Trump, while talking on the phone with the President of the Ukraine President, Volodymyr Zelensky,  utter any word or words wondering about  a serious rumor  that a flaky American Vice President’s son, a young man of many serious background issues, carped millions of dollars out of  Ukraine pockets to score a bit of  fuel business for the weak nation nearly crushed by papa Russia?

So what?    Major corruption was in the air.   How did millions of dollars wind up in the pocket of  Vice President’s troubled son?

Dem fascists wouldn’t hear of something so possibly TRUE.  These fascists and fascistics, almost fascists) are programmed to assault before, during, or/and, after such news…THEY OWN OUR PRESS!

Ancient American MILLIONAIRE, Biddy Pelosi, with countless fascist and fascistic Dem friends and allies, immediately turned to their press and television command worlds.  These fascistics  OWN parts of  the Wall Street Journal, and, outside of radio, nearly every  newspaper and television news communication apparatus in our American world.

If TRUTH had any value in today’s American lines of knowledge, business, and communication,  Democrat candidate for the Leftist American Presidency, Ditsy Vice President Joseph Biden should be confronted by law for possible corruption charges,  NOT TO LIVE IN THE WHITE HOUSE.

But TRUTH HAS NO MEANING AMONG  TODAY’S ADAM SCHIFF  ANIMALS DOMINATING OUR ONCE HONORABLE DEMOCRATIC PARTY.  THEY ARE EITHER MUTE, FOREVER LIARS, OR  FASCISTS OR FASCISTICS PLOTTING “GOOD BYE AMERICA!!!

UNTIL PRESIDENT TRUMP, WE WERE  ALREADY IN OUR CONGRESSIONAL TAR PITS…..ARE YOU TOO UNLEARNED TO KNOW IT?…..OR DO YOU LIVE IN A TODAY’S AMERICAN DEM  BODY WHERE TRUTH,  AND GOODNESS  NO LONGER EXIST?”

These Pelosi fascists of our day who own news television and America’s newsprint from the Atlantic to the Pacific dictate the news that  President Trump has committed a serious crime, one for impeachment and removal from office.   That is the way the fascist Left in power makes truth and knowledge disappear!  Enough noise must overwhelm their own leftist corruptions so their evil can never be reported,  exposed.

I fell in love with Donald becoming our American President,  I think it was August 6, 2015 at Fox center, when the Republican National Committee was plotting to get rid of Mr. Trump as its GOP Candidate for the Presidency……Fox’s Megyn Kelly plotting to get rid of him asap as a presidential GOP candidate listed a few difficulties he had had with some women in the news….asking him if this was the way he viewed all women, never asking any difficult responses from  any of Fox-approved Republicans.

Donald answered, “No, only Rosie O’Donnell.”   My love for Trump began.  My love for functional, staid Republicans diminished.   I have loved and admired Donald ever since!

I am 85.   Somewhere in my 50s  when Donald Trump was happily married to his first wife, well before his Hollywood business jaunt and its episodes I was captured by  a two hour television program about his life.   His was a totally different world from my very modest life teaching  high school Social Studies and Russian in Minneapolis or later on, garden landscaping after being fired by telling Truths about school system to the public.

In the television review Donald Trump  spoke highly of his dad and mom and his opportunities…..had attended two private schools, the second one, according to his dad,  for more discipline in learnings!

Did you know Donald Trump was a gifted athlete in a number of sports.   If I remember the television biography  correctly, when he graduated college, he was offered a contract by the New York Yankees….what else?   HE TURNED THE OFFER DOWN TO WORK FOR HIS DAD IN THE BUILDING BUSINESS.

I was aware Mr. Trump lost his close older brother to alcoholism….according to the biography…..apparently a  main reason our President abstains.

My own dad was Republican.  He was an athlete and a pharmacist.  I married a Democrat in 1957 and remained one until Ronald Reagan.   I did like President John F. Kennedy very much, but no one else in his peculiar family.

Hillary was, is purely evil.   And so are the censoring big business and racist  fascists and fascistics who have taken over today’s once honorable American Democratic Party.

Will 45th American President,  Donald J. Trump,  overcome the Rise of our American fascists and fascistics now dominating American education, communication, and political worlds?

Obviously we cannot know the future.  But, with the rise of our new leaders,  Donald J. Trump and our Dennis Prager spreading knowledge, freedoms, and exposing Truth, WE AMERICANS FOR FREEDOM HAVE A GOOD CHANCE!  ghr

P.S.   HAVE A WONDERFUL  SUNDAY!

Our St. Paul Central’s Gathering for a 67th Year Class Reunion!

Student leaders of my graduation class from high school organized a reunion celebration which I shall, God willing, be attending this coming Tuesday.   We survivors  had all graduated from St. Paul Central High School, June, 1952.   So many of us have been dying recently those leaders must have decided to speed up our showings before we all disappear.

High schools “taught”  ninth grade then.  No one normal would have been stupid enough to detach puberty developing human animals from seniors in high school “to kin”  with  seventh  graders in junior high….except for typical College of Education majors of any day.  Unlike our today, teachers actually taught knowledge in public school.  They themselves, as it turned out,  were well educated, civil and JudeoChristian….especially the Christian part.

The more  knowledge I could amass, “the closer to God I would become”  was the mantra I had heard again and again the ideal why I was in school.   I was also expected to seek and discover a career for my future.

The only thing then I knew about the University of Minnesota is that it beat Nebraska 61-7 in the fall of 1945, the same autumn we began to get GIs; as teachers in 7th and 8th grades to replace the retiring demanding, encyclopedic, well educated  old maids.

I had a reading problem.  School mate, Brian Humphrey did too.  We couldn’t read novels.  My best friend, Jim Meeker could.  He was a well disciplined, A-plus, super study, rather quiet guy and good student and reader.  He could read nearly a novel per day!

I was reduced to Classic Comics….and loved the entanglements of their stories!!

A Mrs. Dagmar McClement was our basic 8th grade teacher at St. Paul’s Horace Mann Elementary School, K through 8th grade.   A  buxom bossy gal, intelligent, but NOT of the old maid well educated “religious and well learned”  old  guard type.  It was, after all, only eighth grade and consuming knowledge hadn’t arrived yet!

I had seen the  movie, “The Yearling” which was based on very popular novel of that day.  Some time well after Christmas Mrs. McClement announced  we would be having our annual  “Weekly Reader” test from the folks who publish the “Weekly Reader” an up-to-day learning weekly news piece about general knowledge the publishers and educators of the day thought necessary to read and follow beyond the school curriculum….pictures of stuff, articles of animals, maps, paragraphs of historic events, 100 items for the eye to conquer for the mind.

I had no trouble reading paragraphs, even pages, books  of history, especially where maps might be involved or newspaper articles.   But, I could, can, never read or follow a novel.

Jim Meeker and I were the best of friends from first grade on.   We played all sorts of games scholastically  oriented at his house, just the two of us…..for years!  He had a college-educated brother twelve  years older than we were, who had lots of stuff available we could work with.    I was certain he was my only real competitor.

Day of the annual Weekly Reader class test…..100 items, all short answer or multiple choice.   I had left only one question blank, and was certain I had finished the rest of the items correctly.   Jim told me he  had  left two blanks.   It turned out no one was close to us.

One of the question items was a picture of a dromedary we had to identify in writing.   Jim couldn’t name the creature so left the item blank.

I wrote in “DROMEDOR”. The answer should have been “DROMEDARY”.

Mrs. McClement didn’t like me.  I knew that.   She told the class I had misspelled the name of the animal, and therefore the answer was just as incorrect as Jim’s no answer at all.   She reminded me and the class that Jim was a better all around student and therefore had earned the book!

I was “mature” enough NOT in any way to blame Jim.   But, Dagmar was evil in my mind for the rest of the school year both in her classes and others.   I had ‘hired’ an anger about school I had NEVER before experienced, which carried me to my first class in high school,  English with Mabel Wicker the very next year.

There she was, that September….68 years old, her last year of teaching English.   Four feet ten,  90 pounds, a confident but  shadow of a woman, one wearing a red wig.

First hour, first day in her class we were to buy a pamphlet of Shakespeare’s “Merchant of Venice”.  We had to buy all of our school books in those public school days.   I looked at its first pages.  I smelled trouble.    I knew immediately Shakespeare English might as well be Chinese.  I had, have, never been able to read a novel, even to this day…end of story!

The very next school day Miss Wicker began her Shakespeare menus….She began reading with “Enter Antonio”, who says,  “In sooth.  I know not why I am so sad:  It wearies me; you say it wearies you;  But how I caught it, found it, or came by it, What stuff  ’tis made of, whereof it is born, I am to learn;  …….and such a want-wit sadness makes of me, That I have much ado to know myself.”

Salarino responds;  “Your mind is tossing on the ocean;   There, where your argosies with  portly sail.  Like signiors and rich burghers on the flood, Or as it were, the pageants of the sea, Do overpeer the petty traffickers,   That curtsy to them, do them reverence,  As they fly by them with their woven wings……..”

I was warned studying in high school would be a challenge.   Unbeknownst  to me,  the fact she had already read the play  to me as a member of the class made it possible for me  to understand the core of the drama itself.     I felt I was reading almost like anyone else.  I so wanted to read properly!

There were forty kids in the class….mostly boys….which I didn’t recognize until two years later when my college prep teacher at Central, Grace Cochran, cornered me regarding my bad reading ability.    “Who was your Freshman English teacher”, she asked.   She told me Miss Wicker  was the English teacher responsible for weeding  poor readers out of  the college prep line sending them to machine shop.    I admitted I hated Wm. Thackeray stuff, and by Nature couldn’t read “Vanity Fair” anyway.

She soothed me by mentioning a lot of boys were poor novel readers…..She told me to stay with my Classic Comics habit….at least I would know the Classics’  basic plots.

Miss Wicker failed me the first marking period.   She called each of  her  forty students as they were seated,  by alphabetical order to come quickly to her desk…..I, being Ray, was toward the end of the list, meaning I had to sweat  longer.   She called each of us  by her  same tone and volume.   When needed she spoke loudly so  every student in the room knew who isn’t working up to ‘snuff’.

I was quite nervous waiting for my turn.   I wasn’t used to doing homework.   “Mr. Ray!”

On her desk there sat a black ink well and a red ink well.    Each grading card was a small stiff card with the titles of  classes on the left,  with six or eight grading periods awaiting marks toward the right.   One’s grades were open for the world to see.

Our meeting was brief.   She  admired my improvements on her test scores concerning Shakespeare….However, she showed me the total absence of any and all homework I was supposed to do….

Her pen reached to the RED ink well.  Miss Wicker made as big a red “F” as she could in the space fit for the grade…..THE VERY FIRST CLASS MARKING ON MY REPORT CARD FOR THE REST OF THE YEAR for all to see!!!   My first grade at Central!

 

 

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR DENNIS!

How blessed all of us  Americans are that our once Beautiful Godfearing America is at last becoming reacquainted with a Great Preacher for our Times…………

…….not a President, not a General, not a Pope, not a Stalinist, but a radio Preacher…..

OUR DENNIS PRAGER!

“I first met this Dennis via radio, late October, 2004, when civil and decent,  but boring and limited President, George W. Bush was struggling to retain his being in the nation’s White House.   He was trailing noted phony Vietnam crone, liar, foul fool from Massachusetts.   Then, as now, television news was already lefty news…..one and all.

Radio had been abandoned of matters of import.   Best friend of mine, intelligent thinker, skilled artist, politically astute and articulate called…….”You’ve got to turn on the radio!!”

“Why?”    Radio for me in those days was classical music and bouncy polkas….and I loved both….

“There’s a radio  guy, Dennis Prager, ….a conservative really upset and angry  about the possibility of   Kerry making it to the White House!  You’ve got to listen to him….He’s Great!”

I fumbled around searching for the station I had never heard of before.

John F. Kerry was a classic phony, a sleaze, a make-believe.   He had concocted a fairy tale of himself in Vietnam being shot at, with movie and all……starring himself as a hero dodging danger…..A liar….it was all a set up, but it made him a hero who wound up in every lefty communication’s industry and newspaper around.   He was phonier than Hillary by far.

This Dennis was in command of Truth with emotion……I caught him building  his  emotion filled with Truth, building, building……only Truth intended!!

In late August for years Dennis used to preach politics honestly, persuasively at the Minnesota State Fair.     I had never met a conservative as religious in his delivery as he.   I attended the fair every year he was there, every year a Star.

God Bless him……He’s the best American I have ever met.   I am proud and honored to help his conservative cause in any way I can.  Look what he has been able to achieve thus far!!!    God bless him and his cause”………Glenn H. Ray

Should Journalists Be Held Accountable When Selling Their Lies Knowingly? What Would Happen to the New York Times?

SHOULD JOURNALISTS WHO PROPAGATED THE RUSSIA COLLUSION HOAX BE JAILED?

by John Hinderaker   at PowerLine:

Roger Simon asks that question. He rightly indicts the journalists who spread the idiotic lie that President Trump “colluded” with Putin’s Russia:

[A] penalty of some kind, indeed a serious one, should certainly be levied for misinforming the public on the most important subject of our day, which has happened repeatedly over the last few years concerning the Russia probe. And when these prevarications can be shown to have been deliberate, to have been done knowingly, difficult as that may be to prove, the line to sedition may have been crossed and there is an argument the reporters involved should face legal consequences. They should also be fired.
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Many of the major media organizations and their reporters lied about Russia collusion on a regular basis, even, in the cases of the New York Times and the Washington Post, winning Pulitzers for their deceptions.

This evolved out of what we might call a “systemic folie á deux,” a corrupt alliance between the (almost always anonymous) leaker with an ax to grind and the leakee (i. e. the reporter) who is all too eager to grind that ax. A search for the leakers, who are in legal jeopardy, is putatively underway by the DOJ, but, although it obviously takes two for this pernicious tango, the leakees seem bound to get off scot-free.

Unjust? Of course, it is. And not so deep down, the media outlets know this.

In the end, Roger isn’t serious about jailing journalists, much as they might deserve it. But I would add this observation: Why is it that journalists who lied about Russia collusion will no doubt “get off scot-free,” while proudly displaying Pulitzers on their mantels? Why is it that the media organizations that employ them and share their political biases feel no need to sanction them in any way, let alone fire them?

The answer, I think, has a lot to do with the virtual abolition of libel law in the political arena. In a sane legal environment, journalists who published lies about people like Carter Page, and even President Trump, would have to worry about legal liability and the humiliation that comes with an adverse jury verdict. More important, perhaps, their employers would have to worry about paying civil judgments.

But when it comes to defamation, we don’t have a sane legal environment. The U.S. Supreme Court has seen to that in a series of decisions that deserve to be controversial. Wherever you think the boundaries of defamation law should properly be drawn, I think it is almost indisputable that our current legal regime goes too far in immunizing reporters, editors, newspapers and cable news networks against the consequences of negligently or maliciously propagating career-destroying and life-destroying falsehoods about public figures and matters of public interest.

Maybe if President Trump gets another Supreme Court appointment our extremist defamation jurisprudence will be moderated so that there is at least a possibility of holding journalists accountable.

Virginia’s National NCAA Basketball’s 2019 Champions’ Coach’s Blueprint for Success

Virginia Basketball Coach Tony Bennett’s Five Pillars to Live By is a Blueprint for Success

by Jim Daly at  Daly Focus                   (Article sent by Mark Waldeland.)

. . . What was Coach Bennett’s reaction after the overtime win?

A strong Christian, the Wisconsin native was clear about his priorities, saying in a post-game interview, “I do want to thank the Lord and my Savior.”

Bennett’s faith has served as the foundation for his life since high school, when he was first introduced to Jesus at a Fellowship of Christian Athletes camp here in Colorado.

The championship coach credits pastor David Chadwick, a former basketball player with the University of North Carolina, with helping him nurture and grow his faith during his three seasons with the NBA’s Charlotte Hornets.

As he transitioned from playing to coaching, Bennett’s faith and focus was further refined.

“If my life is just about winning championships—if it’s just about being the best—then I’m running the wrong race,” he once said. “That’s empty. But if it’s about trying to be excellent and do things the right way, to honor the university that’s hired you, the athletic director you work for and the young men you’re coaching—always in the process trying to bring glory to God—then that’s the right thing.”

As a coach, Bennett regularly prays for his players, whether they’re Christians or not.

“How many people are mad at you when you tell them that you’ve prayed for them?” Bennett once asked a reporter.

(Please read the following review of Coach Bennett’s Five Pillars:)

Virginia Basketball Coach Tony Bennett’s Five Pillars to Live By is a Blueprint for Success

Is the Atheist Fascist Left the Reason Western Classic Arts Are So Crappy in Production the Past 80 Years?

BRING BACK THE GOLDEN FLEECE!

by John Hinderaker  at PowerLine:

Back in the days when some Democrats actually cared about government waste, Senator William Proxmire of Wisconsin became famous for his “Golden Fleece” award, which exposed absurd federal spending boondoggles. Since then, the government’s hemorrhaging of our tax dollars has only gotten worse.

The same thing is going on at the state level. Democrats consider all spending, no matter how stupid, to be an “investment” and therefore desirable. My home state of Minnesota is even worse than most, which is why our State Arts Board hands out an unbelievable amount of money to “artists” for just about anything. In 2018, the Arts Board gave Jim Denomie a $10,000 grant:

Denomie will create a series of large paintings in response to Standing Rock and other contemporary events from a Native American perspective.

“Standing Rock” refers to left-wing protests against the Dakota Access Pipeline, which begins in the Bakken oil fields of North Dakota and continues through South Dakota and Iowa to a terminal in Illinois. The pipeline is being built because people need oil. The protests occurred because…I’m really not sure why. Maybe because protesters were paid by leftist and “green” interests? I don’t know.

In any event, Mr. Denomie has now produced his Standing Rock painting. It was hailed by the Minneapolis Star Tribune. This is it; click to enlarge:

The painting is so poorly executed that it is hard to tell what is going on. We know that it depicts President Trump groping Lady Liberty only because the Strib’s news story tells us so. The painter is so inept that he can’t render a recognizable image of Donald Trump, one of the most easily recognizable people in the world. Similarly, the news story tells us that “Barack Obama is portrayed as a sitting duck.” Can you find him? My only candidate is a guy who appears to be seated on a toilet and bears little apparent resemblance to Obama. Is he a “sitting duck”? Beats me.

The real question, of course, is why Minnesota’s taxpayers should be forced, against their will, to support inept left-wing artists. If Mr. Denomie wants to create a bad painting, fine. If some leftist wants to buy it from him, fine. That is none of our business. But when our state government forces all of us to pay for this travesty, it becomes our affair.

This particular painting is not alone, of course. The Minnesota State Arts Board also approved contributions like these:

Rosy Simas, Minneapolis $9,875
“Weave” honors the interwoven, interdependent nature of our world in an intersectional Indigenous dance project that envelops the audience in an immersive experience of story, dance, moving image, and quadrophonic sound.
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Deborah Thayer, Saint Paul $10,000
Thayer will choreograph “All Hail the Queen,” using somatic explorations to unearth experiences of the female voice and vagina. The piece will be presented as an evening length dance installation in Minneapolis.
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Cecilia M. Cornejo, Northfield $10,000
In collaboration with the Mexican community of Northfield. Cornejo will complete Ways of Being Home, a poetic documentary that addresses issues of marginalization and belonging as experienced by that community.

This one is hilarious:

Jason Coyle, Minneapolis $10,000
Coyle will complete and distribute the documentary short Charlie, Bella, Cooper, which examines the deaths of three domestic pets whose lives were ended by law enforcement.

Furry lives matter! The list goes on and on, this is just a sampling:

Diana M. Fraser, Saint Paul $10,000
Across the course of the 2017-2018 project year, I will produce a broadcast length documentary about queer women’s access to safe medical spaces in the Twin Cities.

Some of the grants make no sense. See if you can figure out what this is all about:

Jennifer Glaws, Mound $10,000
Glaws will exhibit The Collectiveness (Of Ourselves), an interactive, multimedia performance installation investigating acts of belonging. A work in progress presentation will be shown at the Art Attack event in the Northrup King Building.
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Nancy Rosenbaum, Minneapolis $10,000
Media artist Rosenbaum will produce an audio documentary featuring first person reflections of people who experienced the July 1967 uprisings in north Minneapolis.
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Kirsten L. Whitson, Saint Paul $9,950
Whitson will create and perform cello concerts reflecting global racial injustice and genocide with video program notes, history, personal stories about cultural loss, and audience feedback sessions.

Cello concerts “reflecting global racial injustice and genocide”? Seriously?

David Mura, Minneapolis $10,000
Mura will research and write a multigenre book of poetry exploring race in contemporary America, including the legacy of the internment. This is a book of intersections of communities, histories, and types of writing.
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Harmony H. Neal, Northfield $10,000
Neal will develop new models for storytelling that illustrate societies grounded in human flourishing, cooperation, and environmental sustainability. She will lead a Writers Resist: Women’s March on Literature event.
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William Nour, Minneapolis $10,000
Nour will develop his play Turbulence and present it to an audience over three weekends. He will work with community members to tell a story of anti-Arab racism in the airline industry and homophobia in the Arab community.
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Aamera Siddiqui, Saint Paul $10,000
Siddiqui will write Sharam aur Izzat, a play about a South Asian American woman struggling with depression, family secrecy, stigma, and a mental health system with limited cultural understanding.
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Jonathan Herrera, Minneapolis $10,000
Herrera will complete a series of large-scale prints exploring different relationships between the narratives of migrants and historical instances of trauma.
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Jennifer Newsom, Minneapolis $10,000
Newsom will develop Barricade, a new work exploring the relationship between black and blue bodies (i.e. African Americans and police) in an immersive installation within a gallery setting in Minneapolis.
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Jacob Aaron Schroeder, Minneapolis $10,000
Schroeder will create sculptural, two-dimensional, and text based works on the emotional and mental state of queer men within greater Minnesota, for his first solo exhibition in the Twin Cities.

A large majority of the projects supported by the State Arts Board have no apparent political angle, although quite a few could turn out to be leftist when they are delivered. Many, probably most, are not amenable to politicization. But not a single one has an apparent conservative perspective. It is fair to ask, why should taxpayers be forced to support the creation of art at all? And if they are going to support the creation of art, or alleged art, why should 100% of the projects supported, if they have an apparent political leaning, be leftist?

The simplest solution is, bring back the Golden Fleece. Taxpayers’ money is being wasted, or worse. Let’s end the left-wing boondoggle!

https://www.powerlineblog.com/archives/2019/02/bring-back-the-golden-fleece.php

Heroic American Teenager Attacked, Smeared, and Abused by Washington Savages and the Nation’s Fascistic Press, (and the Covington Diocese of the Catholic Church?)

Diocese of Covington

covdio.org/                                        following note by glenn ray of Minnetonka, MN:

 

1.  The Notice below was an announcement I found at the communication’s site of Covington, Kentucky’s Roman Catholic Diocese.   A Roman Catholic 16 year old boy, Nicholas Sandmann from the Catholic high school in Covington, Kentucky, had just become an American Hero….a real, honest, courageous American hero, who had been publicly, dishonestly, deceitfully  abused by D.C.  leftist savages while waiting with his fellow students for a bus to depart from their visit to the Lincoln Memorial . ….and then by countless leftist fascist news releases distributed from coast to coast via Democrat Party run fascistic television ‘reporters’ who intentionally, cruelly  went on a smear campaign to assault, demean, and cripple the boy, his fellow students, his school, his Church, and his Country.
2. These fascistic, racistic antiWhite and antiChristian leftist feminized Democrat reporters’ had fabricated  stories that the white Catholic teeners  were  demonstrating white privilege, white racism, white vulgarity at the bus site,  and that Nicholas had foully spoken, threatened, and abused a weak, pathetic appearing  fellow in his sixties,  making fun of him because he was colored and playing with a small drum.   In truth, the old fellow himself had bulled his way into the church group to cause trouble.   ALL OF THESE DEMOCRAT PARTY TYPE
   “REPORTERS”  CATCHING WIND OF THE POTENTIAL STORY DESPITE THE LIE,  HAD THE TRUMP REPUBLICAN JUDEOCHRISTIAN COMMUNITY SMEARED FROM COAST TO COAST IN MINUTES THROUGH THEIR TELEVISION MEDIA….. AND IN SOME LOCATIONS THE LIE REMAINED FOR A DAY OR TWO OR THREE.
3. IT ALL TURNED OUT , HOWEVER,  TO BE PREFABRICATED……yet my computer picked up the following message BELOW when I  was searching for the Covington Catholic School and found the following DIOCESE ADDRESS AND NOTICE BELOW!!!!
4. I WANTED, WANT TO SEND IN A DONATION TO THE SCHOOL IN HONOR OF ITS AMERICAN HERO,  COURAGEOUS, WELL LEARNED, WONDERFUL CHRISTIAN, YOUNG AMERICAN, COVINGTON CATHOLIC’S STUDENT, NICHOLAS SANDMANN!
5. “We condemn the actions of the Covington Catholic High School students towards Nathan Phillips specifically”……was the message from the Catholic Diocese.
6.  ON THE CONTRARY WORRIED DIOCESE….YOU MUST HAVE MISSED THE TRUTH, THE REAL STORY……YOUR HERO OF THE YEAR, DECADE WAS THAT 16 YEAR OLD BOY AND HIS FELLOW STUDENTS WHILE WAITING FOR THEIR BUS IN WASHINGTON, DC WHILE BEING PRESSURED AND ABUSED BY A MOB AND PATHETIC LOST SOUL WHO REEKED LIE AFTER LIE AFTER HONEST REPORTERS DID THEIR RESEARCH!

 

1125 Madison Avenue | Covington, Kentucky … A Message from The Diocese of Covington andCovington Catholic High School. We condemn the actions of the Covington Catholic High School students towards Nathan Phillips specifically, …

Why Is Feminism So Married to Leftist Fascism? For Security and Equality!!!

Throughout the millions of years of the development of life…….eventually cultivating human life in its countless “gardens” the role, the life between female and male  has been consistently divided,  regardless of the culture and related species.

The minimal celled “Amoeba” has never arrived  quite  the equal of the origin or being of   Tyranasaurus Rex,  Homo sapiens, or Chamaecyparis pisifera ‘Vintage Gold’ throughout these four billion plus years of  “Mother”, not ‘father’Earth!

Look the stuff up yourself!! It will require a lot of time, however.   The story is, after all, available  on the internet….but it’s all pretty dusty and dark in such closets of the stories of Truth and existence which Americans these days aren’t taught to know.   Remember, it’s  the human animal, i.e., its  male who still is  genetically driven to snoop, to discover, to conquer the bits, large and small, from the eternal unknown.)

And then here comes modern America’s popular first class squirrels, fascistic Nancy Pelosi, and company…… mouthy, bouncy,  unlearned, ditsy,  arrogant,  mindless, yet demanding of respect, wealth,  and attention;  the Democrat lefty financed through marriage and the people’s wealth, the Party  paid for by Communist-trained George Soros !

Feminists and fascists of all sexes, sizes, and colors usually blend well together, until they score victory.  They, like  human female animals,  ADORE the disappearance of “change”!

Yet, life on Planet Earth and beyond, seems to be always changing!!   That is what learned  human males caused and  discovered throughout their own years of “existence”.   That thinking-driven human male throughout the ages, had been programmed to recognize the Truth of life, death, and change as being God’s will for the revelation  of “his” endless unknown.  He still seeks by blood and soul.

“God”made the Homo sapiens crowd discover “God” as the teacher of Good and Evil, the male a killer, hunter, defender, thinker, plotter, challenger,  inventor, curious, gullible, dreamer, confused…..for the survival of the species….for today,  the female still bears the beginning of the being of human life, whether in Duluth, Nairobi, or Shanghai, and so on.

What about our today’s  American,  Pelosi sapiens?  Are they forever born  ditsy?

Well, there’s Maxine Waters, that New York Cuomo and California Harris and the other 40 plus-announced 2020 presidential candidates  from  today’s Feminist-Feminazi Democrat Party who are thrilled to be in their fascist War Zone!  Wouldn’t you if the only world you knew  was owned or   programmed by  Uncle Sam’s universities, high schools, grade schools, PBS, CBS, ABC, NBC, MSNBC, CNN,  newsprint New York Times, Los Angeles Times, the Washington Post et alia,  the nation’s  FBI brass, 65% of its Jews, 70% of its blacks, half of   the nation’s moneyed RINOs, and  half  of its ditsy female population?  Please think about it all!

Ironically, it’s today’s Dennis Prager world desperately, sincerely  supporting, working, to establish  the best of  the   Trumpie part of the American Republican Party to challenge the nation’s ditsyites….a Party, what’s left of it,  still programmed to honor, respect, and  protect  America, its females and family life, its JudeoChristianity principles,  Truth seeking, and Freedom of expression.

 

 

We Love Our Donald’s chutzpah!!!

It’s Chutzpah to Blame Trump for Syria

by David Goldman at pjmedia:

President Trump’s withdrawal of 2,000 U.S. Special Forces from Syria elicited a chorus of self-righteous denunciations from the foreign policy Establishment, as well as expressions of concern from his supporters. Coming from the neo-conservatives, that is chutzpah, a Yiddish-Aramaic word that connotes unmitigated gall. It was the neo-cons, not Trump, who created the present mess in Syria that Trump must address as best he can.

Trump’s impulsiveness serves him well on many occasions, but this was not one of them. It humiliated not only Defense Secretary Mattis but also National Security Adviser John Bolton, who stated clearly that U.S. troops would stay in Syria until Iran leaves. Not just the decision to remove troops, but the sudden turnaround in U.S. policy, hurts U.S. credibility. Israeli Maj. Gen. Yaakov Amidror, a former national security adviser to PM Netanyahu, commented:

Another issue is US credibility. Alas, the US president is following the path of his predecessor, who explained that “credibility” has no importance. In my opinion, both Obama and Trump are mistaken. A superpower without credibility loses part of its capabilities. The US, which is abandoning the Kurds to their fate and exposing them to the revenge of the Turks, the Syrians and perhaps even the Iranians, will be perceived in the region as having lost credibility. The US will be viewed as abandoning its allies, and therefore in future potential allies will think twice about relying on and partnering with the US.

In my opinion, it will soon be evident in more than a few countries that they feel stabbed in the back by the US. The first to feel this backlash will be Jordan, which is also the closest to the frontlines and will now be directly facing the Iranians.

America has no stronger or more vocal ally than Gen. Amidror. When our best friends admonish us for actions against our own interest, we should listen. There is a reasonable case to remove American troops, but the way it was done maximized damage.

That said, the troop withdrawal offers advantages to our allies as well as disadvantages. Gen. Amidror observed that Iran will indeed achieve its goal of creating a land corridor to the Mediterranean, but added:

From Israel’s point of view, there are two possible benefits arising from the President’s decision. Once the US has left the region, there will be one less player that Israel must consider when planning its operations in Syria. In general, an equation with fewer variables is easier to understand and deal with. Without the Americans, whose interests had to be considered in every operation, the decision-making process in Israel will be simplified. And the US will no longer constrain Israel’s operations. The US withdrawal gives Israel almost complete freedom of action.

The withdrawal of the US leaves Israel as the strongest and most stable country in the region and the only serious player with which the main Arab countries can cooperate in the confrontation with Iran and ISIS. The extent to which Israel’s position is strengthened as a result of the vacuum left by the Americans is difficult to assess, but the potential is significant.

https://pjmedia.com/spengler/its-chutzpah-to-blame-trump-for-syria/

NOTE:  The first 25 of the 84  years of my life I lived in a very modest urban Christian community in St. Paul, Minnesota.  The houses were called “five room bungalows.  The only minority was very distinctly Jewish….about 20%.  Chutzpah became very “English” in our  American vocabulary from Kindergarten on…..It meant ” Having Guts” in a most brave way.

In the earlier of those days  Jews in our neighborhood chose  to remain isolated from one and all of our neighborhood gatherings, even though all were always invited…..even during war time.   Only “chutzpah” seemed to have made it into our larger American community then. ghr

I: The Disappearing American Human Female…..Looking Back to THE WAR!

I was born in 1934.   I was born to be very, very visual, gifted with  a great memory, but crippled when it came to reading novels.    This meant I was very accomplished in some worlds of learning, but school life could be very bleak when it came to reading novels and taking standard tests.   It turned out I had, what was called in those days, a photographic memory.

At age 84, I can still see and remember the names of my classroom teachers until I entered college.

I had no clue I was in scholastic trouble until college.   The only course I ever failed was Geomorphology, a requirement needed to secure  my first ‘major’ study, Geography.   Outside of Climatology, of the 40 quarter credits required to major in the field, I earned straight A in each course at a time when undergraduates were weeded out of the “Social-Liberal Arts ” school 40% per year.

I was poorly disciplined yet in those days.  I wasn’t certain I knew what school discipline meant.  I did the best I could as I was told.    I was born  exceedingly gifted and  crippled by curiosity.   Nearly all of my pre-college public school teachers were old maids, gifted with knowledge and experience teaching in their fields, in a male adult environment where no student  was allowed to misbehave…..(except occasionally  when substitute teachers would show up.)

I couldn’t run then.   I was seriously crippled by asthma until college.  Later in life, I discovered my life with  dyslexia….well after it had been “invented”, however.   I own well over 1,000 books and have snooped through them all….especially readers of the American nineteenth century.   The only book I have ever read cover to cover…..and have repeated doing so, is George Orwell’s “1984”.

I was well raised JudeoChristian and am “God-fearing” to this day….although unchurched.   The most moving religious ceremonies I have ever experienced were Russian Orthodox….especially that 1990 October Sunday in Kiev when the Soviet Red authorities there opened services at  St. Nicholas “Cathedral” that day when  I became one of thousands upon thousands of locals  who joined the inspiring  hours of ceremony  that  morning.

In all,  curiosity sent me collecting around 700 quarter credits of college  in my life time….yet, only one graduate degree….. “Soviet Studies” where all classes were given and to be spoken only  in Russian.   (Bwillo chudno!!)   The study allowed me transport and time to  speak Russian in  the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics, almost as if I lived there,  on two occasions, in August, 1966 and in October, 1990.

They needed the American dollar!

I was born, raised, and still live in Minnesota’s Twin Cities.   Almost a year of my life was spent in Europe, mostly in Great Britain,  throughout the 1990s absorbing the arts of  landscape gardening.

It was about a half century ago when civilized America slipped into the drug world of sex, crime, ignorance, feminism,  and leftism…..about 1968 in our Twin Cities…… when learnings, jobs, American Christianity, Truth seeking, family life, and womanhood  were all still allowed, practiced, and honored….and the door to racial freedom was to be, at last,  opened!

I taught Russian at the University of Minnesota High School from 1960 to 1967…..and Social Studies and Russian at a working class Minneapolis High School until Spring, 1971.  I had been in the US Army 1957 and 1958.  (I was a child of WWII who religiously and closely followed the war and its pictures and maps from the Battle of Midway  that June of 1942 to the very end, August 15, 1945!  I wanted to know  what I would do if shot at!….as my cousins were!   Our neighborhoods everywhere were still safe in 1956.

I had earned my first Bachelor’s degree that year….and wasn’t sure what to do with it.

I had Winston Churchill’s quote always on my mind from the war…….”The most exhilarating moment in life is to be shot at……………and have been missed”.   Prime Minister Churchill was speaking from experience.

Women were still women then, that August well up to 1960….Christian, mothers, God-fearing, neighborhood ruling, family tending,  raising children, keeping  the home front together during the war.  Neighbors Mr. and Mrs. Landmark had lost their son early in the war in the Pacific.  My dad was in his 40s then, and we lived in St. Paul.  He joined the Air Raid force in our part of the city and was on active duty from Spring 1942 until the following winter.    Twice a week he and his force would walk up and down his team’s blocks to make sure every light in every house was out until siren count at about 9:30 or so.

Our family, actually mostly I, as it turned out, wound up starting  in May of 1942,  in charge of planting and maintaining our neighborhood’s VICTORY GARDEN.   The city would plow up the soil of the empty lots across the alley from us for free if we would agree to plant and care for  vegetables there for the war effort.  We could keep half of the crop for our own family use, but share the remaining half with our neighbors.

That is where I learned my love for plant life……a drug that has stayed with me to this very wintery winter day.

During that first year of the war, our neighborhood folk crowded together  at our local grade school gymnasium twice each month on Monday’s at 7PM to sing patriotic songs for a couple of hours and sign up for war duties such as mothers being taught how to bandage their children if the enemy ever reached ‘our shores’.   I enjoyed the stardom I received when my Mother shared me with other mothers  bandaged up…..

Every house on our block and the block east of ours, had Mothers and children  but one, where grand parents lived whose daughter brought her two boys to the neighborhood from Cedar Rapids, Iowa each summer season for years.

Every Spring and Fall until after the War was over,  our neighborhood would picnic in the lot where we raised our vegetables from egg plant to sweet corn, tomatoes to okra, green beans,  squash, onions,  sprouts, lettuce, rutabaga, white potatoes, and more….the world I   at age 8 to 11 was the primary seeder, weeder, harvester, and insect killer.

I loved it all.   I played war games while pinching potato beetles by dive bombing them as if they were Stukas or Zeros off of the potato leaves and sticking them into a can of  car grease.

Even in our safe Minnesota urban neighborhood women were working overtime in some way to aid our nation’s war effort.   But, they were MOTHERS FIRST AND FOREMOST!   They raised their children to be God fearing, to behave, be polite,  caring for others…..or else!    I never heard a curse word of any kind until I heard the word damn used when I was a freshman at St. Paul’s Central High School the spring of 1949.  A new kid to the school that Spring, Dave Martin, uttered it while we 9th graders were quietly going outside for recess one day.   He was made to disappear from school for one week for his error.

There was no television in our Twin Cities until 1947.   Our first set was an 11 inch black and white screened Philco.   Colored television wasn’t yet on the market for several years yet.  Neighbors were still neighbors then…  moms were moms talking to each other, helping each other, sharing with each other,  laughing with each other.   Moms stayed at home and were real moms, teaching, preaching, playing, gardening,  sewing, decorating, respected.   I didn’t know “crime” in action until a junior in high school when two boys in my school were caught shooting bbs at autos one evening along Snelling Avenue and St. Claire.  They were sent to detention for a couple of months.

My Mother did work part time at my dad’s drug store from 1947 to the mid 1950s.   Mrs. Merrill across the street was a working nurse half time  throughout and after the war.  No other Mother on the block worked even when I entered the army in January, 1957.

Butches hadn’t been invented yet, certainly not in the public arena.   No one on the block had been divorced, either.   No one had a reputation of being ugly or beating up anyone.  Only Tommy Joyce’s dad was known to “drink” from time to time.   However, “Spiral Staircase”  was a big hit at our neighborhood movie house in 1947 or 1948.  I sneaked out to see it one 7PM  just before rain fell and thunder clapped arrogantly  anxious to see what adults were complaining about.   I learned far more than I wanted to learn about what some adult guys might be up to…..and added my sweat to the rain and thunder as I ran home to sweet home.