• 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

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.




Christmas at the White House, AD 2018!

Melania Trump’s White House Christmas decorations include gorgeous 18th century nativity scene

by Dorothy Cummings McLean  at  LiftSiteNews:

(Article sent by Mark Waldeland)

WASHINGTON, D.C., November 27, 2018 (LifeSiteNews) – The First Lady of the United States has once again included a traditional nativity scene in the Christmas decorations at the White House.

Yesterday Melania Trump released photos and videos of her Christmas preparations at the White House. Her theme this year is “American Treasures,” but among the colorful trees, gingerbread cityscapes, and tributes to the First Lady’s “Be Best” initiative rests an antique nativity scene.

The 300-year-old nativity scene first was a 1967 gift to the White House from philanthropist and collector Mrs. Charles W. Englehard, a founding member of First Lady Jackie Kennedy’s committee to restore the aging White House.

Albert J. Menendez, author of Christmas in the White House, wrote that Mrs. Kennedy’s successor, Lady Bird Johnson, asked Mrs. Englehard to find an appropriate manger scene for the White House Christmas collection. After scouring Europe, Englehard found the eighteenth century Neapolitan creche through the Christmas Crib Association of Italy. There are 22 wooden figures in the set, which has a backdrop of wood and terracotta. The figures are ornately dressed and the Three Wise Men ride horses instead of camels.

Baby Jesus is crowned.


According to the White House Historical Association (WHHA), it has been customary for the First Lady to prepare the White House for Christmas since First Lady Lou Henry Hoover decorated an “official tree” in the White House in 1929.

“Since that time, the honor of trimming the Christmas tree on the state floor has belonged to our first ladies,” the WHHA explains on its website. “The tree stands in the oval Blue Room, and elegant space honored as the center of holiday splendor.”

In 1961, First Lady Jacqueline Kennedy began a new tradition of choosing a theme and decorating the White House rooms with the help of staff and volunteers.

“At times certain decorations have been especially popular with visitors and returned each year such as the Cranberry tree in the Red Room that made its first appearance in 1975,” says the WHHA.

“For more than 50 years, White House holiday themes have included largely nostalgic or traditional themes, such as the Nutcracker Suite, early America, American Flowers, an old-fashioned traditional Christmas, antique toys, Mother Goose, family literacy, the Twelve Days of Christmas, Home for the Holidays, and Simple Gifts,” it continues.

“The elegant White House mantels throughout the Ground Level and State Floor become the canvas of some of the most creative and beautiful decorations shaped each year by the theme of the first lady’s holiday décor.”





The human male animal is  born to father and defend his space in  the human species and be a killer for the survival of the species…… to be curious,  to explore,  to wonder, to hunt, to build, to protect, to seek Truth.

The human female animal is born to bear and nurse  the young of the survival of the human species.  She is born generally  incurious, wily, sly, devious, moody and ditsy for her survival in  the species.

Don’t Let Feminists Turn Men Into A Bunch Of Neutered, Groveling Doormats, Ladies

by Piers Morgan  at HotAir:

I’m a man who’s actually proud of being a man, and who also likes being MASCULINE.


I realise this is a horrendous thing to say, and I can only offer my insincere apologies to all the radical feminists now exploding with rage as they read my shocking statement.

If there’s one thing they loathe even more than the M-word, it’s the longer M-word.

But why?

Masculinity simply means ‘having qualities or appearances traditionally associated with men.’

That’s it, nothing more sinister.

Yet thanks to women of radical feminist persuasion who’ve gleefully hijacked the #MeToo and #TimesUp campaigns to serve their own man-hating purpose, masculinity has become the most controversial, detestable word in the English lexicon.



Northern Minnesota Goes Trump

In MN Mining Region, GOP Cut Into Democrats’ Turf

by Sally Persons at realclearpolitics:

“Superior, they said, never gives up her dead when the gales of November come early.”

DULUTH, Minn. — Gordon Lightfoot’s iconic song about the Edmund Fitzgerald, a Lake Superior iron ore ship that sunk with all hands aboard in a 1975 autumn storm, captures the intrepid spirit of the Minnesota Iron Range. For a century, the area never gave up on Democrats, either. But in the November of 2018, this rugged landscape emerged as a Republican stronghold in an otherwise challenging year for the GOP.

For the past few elections, a consistent complaint in Rust Belt communities has been that the national Democratic Party has left working-class Americans behind in favor of the social liberals who populate both coasts. This year, the complaint filtered down to the state parties, too. One civic leader here said that the DFL — the Democratic-Farmer-Labor Party, as it is known in Minnesota — has forgotten its core supporters.

“Our local DFL is so internally polarized … [it’s] like the DFL has lost the ‘F’ — the farmers that [have] largely gone Republican — and rural Minnesota,” said David Ross, president of the Duluth Area Chamber of Commerce. “It’s unfortunate for the DFL for sure. Now labor, for the first time, it stands a good chance of losing the ‘L’ in the DFL.”

Although the leaders of the state’s big labor unions remain loyal to the DFL, Ross said rank-and-file workers do not feel that same affinity. He said 2016 was a stark demonstration of the attitudinal changes among local construction and building union members: Trump won the region by a whopping 16 percentage points.

This trend continued last week when Republican Pete Stauber (pictured) beat Democrat Joe Radinovich by just over five points in the state’s 8th Congressional District. The seat had been held since 2012 by retiring Democrat Rick Nolan. This was a loss Democrats were anticipating, however, especially with changing demographics in the local party.

What makes this region a sore point for Democrats is that the area’s political trend runs counter to the state as a whole. This year, Democrats retained control of the governor’s mansion and both Senate seats, including the special election for the seat vacated by Al Franken after allegations of sexual misconduct forced him to resign last year. Scandal also did not prevent Democrats from maintaining control of the attorney general’s seat, with Keith Ellison winning by four points. (Ellison won despite being accused of sexual assault by a former girlfriend.)

Democrats also took the lower house of the state legislature from Republicans by winning 18 seats – more than the 11 they needed to secure the majority – but failed to flip the lone state Senate seat they needed, ensuring Republicans will still control that chamber.

Just two years ago, however, the state known to be true blue almost went for President Trump. Less than two points separated the GOP nominee from Hillary Clinton, a result that some analysts say had to do with third-party candidate Evan McMullin’s presence on the ballot. This close call could have been the first time a Republican presidential candidate carried Minnesota since 1972.

DFL Chairman Ken Martin acknowledged the problem for his party and said even before the latest election that Clinton gave a lot of farmers and labor union workers anxiety in 2016, including members of his own family. “We weren’t doing anything as a party at large to really address a lot of those concerns and anxiety those folks have,” he told RCP last month. “It is a fight right now and the 8th District is a microcosm of what’s happening around the country.”

Trump’s position on steel tariffs and precious metals mining has endeared him to a region that was experiencing economic difficulty even as the rest of the nation seemed to be on the steady incline. In 2015, the iron ore industry reached out to the Obama administration for help as mines across the region sat idle due to foreign steel being illegally imported. Iron ore is a primary component in steel making and industry leaders say Obama officials visited the region but took minimal action.

The issue persisted, however, and an investigation by the Department of Commerce published earlier this year recommended that the president implement tariffs to try and improve the situation. Trump announced tariffs of 25 percent on steel imports and 10 percent on aluminum imports in March, and the industry has already started to feel the results.

“Basically, the result has been that it’s stabilized a little and that the demand for our iron has increased, especially within the domestic market,” said Kelsey Johnson, president of the Iron Mining Association. “What that looks like on the Iron Range is that everyone is working at capacity. A lot of construction going on. It’s been a very nice change compared to 2015 when half of mines were idle and no one [was] investing in our activities.”

This increased economic activity solidified the view that Republicans were more concerned with bolstering blue-collar trades. Local Democrats tried to counter this perception by selecting Radinovich as their candidate. He grew up in the area and has expressed an affinity for mining, but that solicitude did not translate at the polls last week when Stauber — who proclaimed his “unwavering” support for mining — triumphed.

Republicans also picked up another rural district in the southern part of the state. The 1stCongressional District seat was left open after Rep. Tim Walz decided to run for governor. Republican Jim Hagedorn – who narrowly lost to Walz in 2016 – defeated Democrat Dan Feehan, giving his party two flipped seats in the state.

But Republican gains were offset by losses in the suburban areas around Minneapolis, including the 3rd Congressional District that has been in Republican hands since 1960. There, Rep. Erik Paulsen fell short to Democrat Dean Phillips by 11 points. The district also went for Hillary Clinton by a double-digit margin in 2016.

Republicans also lost the 2nd District, which includes the suburbs of St. Paul and the college town of Northfield, when incumbent Rep. Jason Lewis lost to Democrat Angie Craig. This loss is even more significant since the district voted for Trump by two points in 2016.

Republican Party officials tried to put the best face on all this, predicting that Democrats’ tax policies and regulatory impulses will alienate suburban Minnesotans.  But one GOP strategist said it’s too soon to determine whether the rural-suburban party divide is permanent or if the parties can win back some of the voters they’ve lost. In the case of Republican losses, there is some hope that this year’s adverse results are based mostly on antipathy for Donald Trump.

I think that some suburban voters felt there needed to be a check on the president,” said Gregg Peppin, a Republican strategist in Minnesota. “I think … they felt like some of these people didn’t stand up to president.”
He said that he sees Republican gains in the rural areas as more sustainable since it’s a trend he’s been seeing at the local level for the past few cycles. Democrats’ strength in the suburbs is still new, but Peppin did say that if Democrats make further gains there next cycle the results may be longer lasting.

“After 2020, if that gets solidified more, then, yes, I think that could be ships passing in the night,” he said.

The hardening of these divides between the suburbs and rural areas isn’t unique to Minnesota, but the state neatly encapsulates what’s happening across the country. Trump seemed to solidify this shift, attracting rural voters who were feeling ignored by Democrats, while alienating many college-educated voters — especially women and students. This is a trend line both parties will have to contend with as they look to 2020.

Sally Persons is RealClearPolitics’ White House correspondent.



Minnesota’s DFL Party = Democrat Fascistics in Labor!!!


by Scott Johnson  at PowerLine:

Minnesota Rep-elect Ilhan Omar presents as a case study in the way the Democrats hate now. I have pursued the case study for Power Line readers in numerous posts as well as for Weekly Standard readers in “The anti-Israel seat” and City Journal readers in “A question for Democrats.” I wrote all the most prominent Minnesota Democrats I could think of for their comment on the Omar case. To a man and woman, they all rested on their right to remain silent.

David Harsanyi took up Omar’s case this week in the New York Post column “Here’s the anti-Semitism the media doesn’t want to mention.” Citing Power Line, he has now followed up his New York Post column with the Federalist column “Ilhan Omar’s Election Shows Democrats Aren’t Interested In Confronting Anti-Semitism.” Indeed, from Omar’s case we may infer that Democrats are becoming purveyors of anti-Semitism.

Mark Levin read Harsanyi’s Federalist column on his radio show this past Wednesday (audio below at about 1:21:00). He takes us on an entertaining and informative ride getting there. I thought Power Line readers might find it of interest.



A Personal View regarding Some Advantages of being Dyslexic!

The Advantages of Dyslexia

With reading difficulties can come other cognitive strengths

Note:  I am 84 years old.  Today, November 14, 2018 is the first time I have researched even a page of knowledge about the details of dyslexia.  It was invented, discovered about 50 years ago, but I wasn’t much of a reader so I didn’t bother to delve any  further to a field I was not involved in.

Until two years ago when I had a right knee replacement, I possessed a memory unique whether important to remember or not.  I am now slowly recovering from some of the memory loss a month of oxycodone 7 times a day caused.

My Mother was German and Germanic.  She wanted me out of her sight when at work inside our house.  Every weekday every morning around ten,  she’d listen to classical music on radio  from Chicago.  It was still depression time, pre World War II, 1938.  Think lots of static.  Every day, every morning, afternoon, and even at night I asked her endless numbers of questions…why she was doing what, where, and how those things she was  doing!   When I was four, she had had it!  That is when the punishments began….the same punishment, the same hour each day, Monday through Friday.  It followed, “If you ask me one more question, you’re going to the wall….Do you understand that…..GLENN RAY!

I understood, but I kept forgetting.  I was driven.  So, at age 4 I began my trip to soft stucco wall at the front door entryway to our living room as a punishment chamber…..60 minutes each foray; her being Germanic it was sixty minutes, not 59 or 61.

I gave her a pouted face once, only once. I was a quick learner.  I thought I could make her feel sad, even mean making me suffer by standing at that wall.   Four years old didn’t matter, however.  The pout cost me  2 hours of standing at the wall.  Pouting was never going to be my line again.

The American part of World War II broke out the December when I was four.  I had already discovered state road maps…..and could draw the map of Minnesota and Wisconsin quite accurately.   Mother bought me a Rand McNally World Atlas book of maps  that Christmas of 1941 when I was seven.

I was hooked by maps thereafter, and she knew it….She bought me  a globe of the world the next Christmas so I could follow the war more closely and spend less time at her windows.

Belle Swanson, forty going on ninety years old, was my second grade teacher.   Somewhere around mid January  that year she announced me to her class for the first time….by informing my fellow classmates, “Children…Glenn Ray has finally decided to make his “G”s and “R”s properly.  Isn’t that nice of him? …in sarcasm even I could recognize that very moment.   She approached my desk to show me her proof by comparing my yesterday’s backward G and R and today’s correct capital G and R.

I was stunned with what I saw.   She had many times carped and carped about me being obstinate by not making my capital Gs an Rs properly.   “Boys can sure make trouble”, she’d groan.  I was her proof, but without intending to do so. .

My mom did permit me to copy war zone maps from the atlas she bought me.  I’d  press the maps under the paper against the window  so I could draw islands around the South Pacific and pretend I was fighting the enemy along side my two step-uncles, age 17 and 19,  who were on ships in the Pacific fighting the enemy.

My coup  in school occurred in the third grade.   Mrs. Lucille Jaeger became  my favorite teacher of all time.   I was very shy in class.  I couldn’t read anything in paragraphs. Teachers would make their students  stand and read a paragraph or two or three  out loud to the class, so I was made embarrassed over and over again when I stood up….what could I say?

I could read newspaper headlines and rotogravure picture readings beginning with the Battle of Midway, June, 1942.   Headlines, cutlines, and pictures together taught me their stories visually, collectively making me see and so, read photographically  by  memory to this day.

Mrs. Jaeger presented me with a coup in my life.   It was winter but well after Christmas, that I remember.   “Glenn Ray” she called in class.   (We had to stand up at attention when called.)  I was never afraid of her, only shocked because I was called at all!

“I understand you draw maps” she stated.  “Is that right?”

I concurred.   “Could you draw a map of the United States on the blackboard for the class to see?”   (“Do I have two feet”, I thought…but politely and shyly answered I could….for I had played drawing maps many times at home, by heart, just for fun or something to learn or simply pass the time playing games I have invented.)

I’d start at Inlet, Minnesota, that bump on top of our state’s head and draw westward to Puget Sound, draw the Sound a bit and then go South along the Pacific to San Francisco and its bay, down south to the  Mexican border to the straight lines to border Arizona to Texas and the Rio Grande, to the Mississippi Delta and a few ‘bump’s to the peninsula of Florida up the Atlantic to Chesapeake Bay and such around Northern Virginia.  It was fun drawing the Massachusetts part  into the Ocean, then to the head I called Maine and then turned West again to the Great Lakes and home, Minnesota.  It took about three minutes.

Both Mrs. Jaeger and students were shocked….but the best was yet to happen.  As my teacher was about to thank me, I asked her if she wanted me to map in the states as well?

We didn’t have the time, she said.   At the time I had no clue that I had earned a unique status in serving my third grade classes thereafter.   I was very good at drawing landscape settings.   All these pieces of art I could do were caused by my Mother to keep me from asking her questions……SUCH IS LIFE!

I have never read a novel  cover to cover beyond “1984”, which in my view isn’t a novel at all.  It is a book of leftwing horror that every human being should read and know as a political bible contrary to the Bible of our JudeoChristian believers…..the ones Leftist Fascists are replacing in today’s American culture.


Now, what is DYSLEXIA according to the Scientific American below?

“Dyslexia is often called a “learning disability.” And it can indeed present learning challenges. Although its effects vary widely, children with dyslexia read so slowly that it would typically take them a half a year to read the same number of words other children might read in a day. Therefore, the fact that people who read so slowly were so adept at picking out the impossible figures was a big surprise to the researchers. After all, why would people who are slow in reading be fast at responding to visual representations of causal reasoning?

Though the psychologists may have been surprised, many of the people with dyslexia I speak with are not. In our laboratory at the Harvard-Smithsonian Center for Astrophysics we have carried out studies funded by the National Science Foundation to investigate talents for scienceamong those with dyslexia. The dyslexic scientist Christopher Tonkin described to me his sense of this as a sensitivity to “things out of place.”  He’s easily bothered by the weeds among the flowers in his garden, and he felt that this sensitivity for visual anomalies was something he built on in his career as a professional scientist.  Such differences in sensitivity for causal perception may explain why people like Carole Greider and Baruj Benacerraf have been able to perform Nobel prize-winning science despite lifelong challenges with dyslexia.

In one study, we tested professional astrophysicists with and without dyslexia for their abilities to spot the simulated graphical signature in a spectrum characteristic of a black hole. The scientists with dyslexia —perhaps sensitive to the weeds among the flowers— were better at picking out the black holes from the noise, an advantage useful in their careers. Another study in our laboratory compared the abilities of college students with and without dyslexia for memorizing blurry-looking images resembling x-rays. Again, those with dyslexia showed an advantage, an advantage in that can be useful in science or medicine.

Why are there advantages in dyslexia?  Is it something about the brains of people with dyslexia that predisposes them to causal thinking? Or, is it a form of compensation, differences in the brain that occur because people with dyslexia read less? Unfortunately, the answer to these questions is unknown.

One thing we do know for sure is that reading changes the structure of the brain. An avid reader might read for an hour or more a day, day in and day out for years on end. This highly specialized repetitive training, requiring an unnaturally precise, split-second control over eye movements, can quickly restructure the visual system so as to make some pathways more efficient than the others.

When illiterate adults were taught to read, an imaging study led by Stanislas Dehaene in France showed that changes occurred in the brain as reading was acquired. But, as these adults developed skills for reading, they also lost their former abilities to process certain types of visual information, such as the ability to determine when an object is the mirrorimage of another.  Learning to read therefore comes at a cost, and the ability to carry out certain types of visual processing are lost when people learn to read. This would suggest that the visual strengths in dyslexia are simply an artifact of differences in reading experience, a trade-off that occurs as a consequence of poor reading in dyslexia.

My colleagues and I suggested that one reason people with dyslexia may exhibit visual talents is that they have difficulty managing visual attention. It may at first seem ironic that a difficulty can lead to an advantage, but it makes sense when you realize that what we call “advantages” and “disadvantages” have meaning only in the context of the task that needs to be performed.

For example, imagine you’re looking to hire a talented security guard. This person’s job will be to spot things that look odd and out of place, and call the police when something suspicious —say, an unexpected footprint in a flowerbed— is spotted. If this is the person’s task, would you rather hire a person who is an excellent reader, who has the ability to focus deeply and get lost in the text, or would you rather hire a person who is sensitive to changes in their visual environment, who is less apt to focus and block out the world?

Tasks such as reading require an ability to focus your attention on the words as your eyes scan a sentence, to quickly and accurately shift your attention in sequence from one word to the next.  But, to be a good security guard you need an opposite skill; you need to be able to be alert to everything all at once, and though this isn’t helpful for reading, this can lead to talents in other areas. If the task is to find the logical flaw in an impossible figure, then this can be done more quickly if you can distribute your attention everywhere on the figure all at once. If you tend to focus on the visual detail, to examine every piece of the figure in sequence, it could take you longer to determine whether these parts add up to the whole, and you would be at a disadvantage.

These studies raise the possibility that visual attention deficits, present from a very early age, are responsible for the reading challenges that are characteristic of dyslexia. If this theory is upheld, it would also suggest that the observed advantages are not an incidental byproduct of experience with reading, but are instead the result of differences in the brain that were likely present from birth.

If this is indeed the case, given that attention affects perception in very general ways, any number of advantages should emerge.  While people with dyslexia may tend to miss details in their environment that require an attentional focus, they would be expected to be better at noticing things that are distributed more broadly.  To put this another way, while typical readers may tend to miss the forest because it’s view is blocked by all the trees, people with dyslexia may see things more holistically, and miss the trees, but see the forest.

Among other advantages observed, Gadi Geiger and his colleagues at MIT found that people with dyslexia can distribute their attention far more broadly than do typical readers, successfully identifying letters flashed simultaneously in the center and the periphery for spacings that were much further apart. They also showed that such advantages are not just for things that are visual, but that they apply to sounds as well. In one study, simulating the sounds of a cocktail party, they found that people with dyslexia were able to pick out more words spoken by voices widely-distributed in the room, compared with people who were proficient readers.

Whether or not observations of such advantages —measured in the laboratory— have applications to talents in real life remains an open question. But, whatever the reason, a clear trend is beginning to emerge: People with dyslexia may exhibit strengths for seeing the big picture (both literally and figuratively) others tend to miss.  Thomas G. West has long argued that out-of-the-box thinking is historically part and parcel of dyslexia, and more recently physicians Brock and Fernette Eide have advanced similar arguments. Sociologists, such as Julie Logan of the Cass Business School in London agree.  Logan found that dyslexia is relatively common among business entrepreneurs; people who tend to think differently and see the big picture in thinking creatively about a business.

Whatever the mechanism, one thing is clear: dyslexia is associated with differences in visual abilities, and these differences can be an advantage in many circumstances, such as those that occur in science, technology, engineering and mathematics. In physics we know that an engine is capable of productive work only when there are differences in temperature, hot versus cold. It’s only when everything is all the same that nothing productive can get done. Neurological differences similarly drive the engine of society, to create the contrasts between hot and cold that lead to productive work. Impairments in one area can lead to advantages in others, and it is these differences that drive progress in many fields, including science and math. After all, there are probably many more than three kinds of mathematicians, and society needs them all.”



I am a Prager fan, and have been since I first met him via radio in 2004 and better yet, in person those years he had his Prager booth at the Minnesota State Fair.

He is an indoor man, flies around the country,  and being a modern American, knows nearly nothing about the outdoors.  I love him anyway.  He loves classical music and is not a Jewish leftwinger, the kind I had been circled around throughout grade school, high school, and college life, AD Sept 1939-June 1952.  Yet, as antiChristian this pesty group was throughout those years, I benefited  profoundly within their presence in my learnings, my understandings of life, and respect for the Jewish misfits who were my best friends in those days.

I was raised well educated primarily by old maid school teachers who loved teaching.  They were, unlike today’s feminist animals, very well educated and so, were allowed, expected to share their learnings with their students  because problem solving, not problem creating human males dominated  the nation’s business and scholarly environment.  American females, Negro and white,  in those days were wonderful mothers and neighbors in their communities.

When I began my university Liberal Arts years, I was supposed to absorb knowledge for the sake of seeking Truth, be God fearing and so, closer to God, as it was then understood, in order to secure a wiser, more peaceful, JudeoChristian neighborhood in our nation and the world, and be a protecting Father for my wife and children.

Divorce then was limited to the nation’s wealthy.   A husband was expected to honor and protect his wife and children!  FAMILY had meaning in those days.

I managed to catch the third session of Dennis’ program today.   Apparently earlier in the program,  the question arose why the major God of the human animal is always MALE?

I learned the correct answer to that in 1948 when I was in ninth grade English class where we were taught Shakespeare by  Mabel Wicker,  68 years old going on 100…about 4’10” in height, 80 pounds in weight, wearing  a 1930’s version of a red wig, and 40 ‘misfits’, mostly boys who had  potential to achieve good grades, but issues regarding learning…Most of us couldn’t read!

As I remember, she had asked for an answer to her question, “Why IS God Male”, and supplied us with the information that among  Mohammedanism  and other major  world religions then,  the God of gods was always Male……”Why?”

She answered that God is male because…..

“Man is programmed by our Creator to be THE protector, the builder, the provider by body and mind to provide a future to the species!

“The woman is programmed to be the deliverer of the future of our species!  Her man is biologically programmed to protect her and their offspring  for the survival of the species.”

Any questions?   That was 70 years ago, folks, when JudeoChristianity not leftist atheism flourished.