Sunday, November 30, 2014

Oscar Wilde (1854-1900)

"Whatever is popular is wrong," 

~ Oscar Wilde.

I'll go a lot farther and say flat out, "VULGARITY IS VILE." Put in today's unfortunate vernacular that means COMMONNESS IS NOT COOL. ;-)

My instincts have always told me to avoid crowds, avoid confusion, and avoid confrontation as much as possible. I became aware early on that advertising was nothing but manipulation through a form of mass hypnosis, and so I became immune to its fake appeal. I won't even use the name again in commenting on the subject in the title of this article, because even that would be going along with the cultural pollution and degenerate, socially destructive policies we should regard as extremely distasteful.


A well-known, self-described atheist in the blogosphere quipped:

”Black Friday: The day after people give thanks for what they have and then go out and trample each other for things they don't have.”

I felt compelled to deny that assertion, because in Truth the Kingdom of God is within each one of us, regardless of his or her physical or economic circumstances, there is nothing we truly need that we do not have with us all the time.

We have only to recognize God's presence in order to benefit from His limitless store of Love and Wisdom. To deny His presence is to shut ourselves off from Him, and deny ourselves His protection.

Learning to understand who and what He is is the work of a lifetime.

We must shed our acquired sophistication, our beetle-shelled cynicism, and above all our Vanity, Conceit and Self-Centeredness in order to render ourselves as open –– and as credulous –– as a little child, if we are to receive the ever present Gift of Divine Love. That requires daily battle with the monstrous force of egoism –– a battle few-if-any ever win completely.

May God forever bless you, and keep you, and open your heart to His great glory.

PS: Whether you choose to believe it or not, God is with you whenever your heart feels love.

St. Paul (artist's representation)

Saturday, November 29, 2014


An historic drama on the theme of anti-Semitism based on the novel by Laura Z. Hobson. Socially relevant material very advanced for its time.

Thursday, November 27, 2014

On Giving Thanks

Once upon a time, we knew that life
Never guarantees us anything,
Given that, why not just plunge a knife
Into your heart? No form of nannying
Vitiates vicissitude, and yet
Imagination hopes to set aside
Natural Law which says w’re all in debt.
God, the Source of Life, can just provide
The chance to be whatever we can be.
Happiness is found along the way ––
Achieving what we can with Charity.
No panacea can this truth gainsay.
Kings and Vassals –– equal in God’s sight ––
Should each give thanks as they fight the good fight. 

FreeThinke, ~ The Sandpiper ~ Autumn 1996

Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Fandango in Ferguson

They’re rioting in Ferguson
(TRA la la la la LA la!)
They’re freezing in Maine
(TRA la la la la LA!)
There’re blizzards up in Buffalo
(TRA la la la la LA la!)
And the Left Coast needs rain.
(TRA la la la la LA!)

The whole country’s fracturing
Between both the poles
The Right hates the Liberals
For their proud self-righteous goals

The blacks hate Koreans, Jews, 
And Immigrants and such.
Now no one likes anybody very much!

But though we are hateful 
We’re thankful and proud
That we have a tank full
Of gas to move us past the crowd,
Though we know that 
Some jealous looter someday
From sheer spite will light a match
And then we will be blown away!

They’re rioting in Ferguson
(TRA la la la la LA la!)
They’re freezing in Maine
(TRA la la la la LA!)
It’s no fun to be a white American
(TRA la la la la LA la!)
Now, it’s nothing but pain.
(TRA la la la la LA!)

~ FT with apologies to Sheldon Harnick

Sunday, November 23, 2014

Ina Nutschell Presents


The president and his band of henchman have declared war against the Constitution, against Law, against Reason, against all decent hardworking middle class people, against the financially secure taxpayers who support the government, and above all against upward mobility.

With supreme arrogance and presumption Barack Obama fully intends to preside over The Destruction of the American Dream and to see it safely dead and buried in Potters Field without a marker before he leaves office.

He wants YOU and ME to be poor, helpless, and completely at the mercy of whatever whims, caprices and outrageous demands CENTRALIZED POWER may choose to visit upon us at any given time.

He wants you GROVELLING with HIS heels firmly placed against YOUR neck.

To ensure this damnable outcome he –– and his immediate predecessors –– have weakened our once invincible hegemony, ande destroyed our credibility abroad. To top it off King Barack has lauded our enemies, and insulted or betrayed our friends.

Now, whether or not King Barack succeeds in fully implementing his evil agenda depends entirely on whatever GUTS, BACKBONE and TESTICULAR FORTITUDE the newly-elected Republican majority may be able to summon up among their ranks.

So far, because those few who still have the will to stand against tyranny do not have a veto-proof majority in the senate CAPITULATION to the president's, apparently, almighty VETO POWER seems inevitable.

Had he been a duly elected REPUBLICAN, Barack Obama would have been tarred, feathered, and set ABLAZE several years ago, his cinders spat and urinated upon, and his legacy of corruption, shame, and failure would live on in media-engendered infamy forever.

Such is the nature of a Public Education, Communications and Entertainment Establishment of LICKSPITTLES firmly entrenched in service to the Oligarchs who work behind the scenes to chart our course and set the agenda that drives us towards Doom, for it is THEY who made sure we elected the likes of Jimmy Carter, both bumbling Bushes, sexual predator and rapist Clinton, and Barack the Magic Negro to lead us Marching in Lockstep over the Cliff into the Abyss.

Only a people fully aware, fully aroused, and utterly willing to sacrifice their lives, fortunes and sacred honor for a noble set of Ideals and Principles could prevent this, and so far we see scant evidence that anyone elected to power has any such capacity.

The Oligarchs have seen to it that we are too "fat dumb and happy" to summon up the Will to Rebel.

Only YOU could do anything to thwart them, and you WON’T, will you?



Once again we have been reminded


The Greatest Introduction to Classical Music 
for Children and Non-Music Lovers Ever Devised


Sorry, Mickey! You deserved better.

Friday, November 21, 2014

Dedicated to Barack Obama 
for What-Should-Be 
Obvious Reasons.


Words! Words! Words!
I'm so sick of words!
I get words all day through;
First from him, now from you! 
Is that all you blighters can do?

Don't talk of stars burning above; 
If you're in love, 
Tell me no dreams
Filled with desire. 
If you're on fire,

Here we are together 
in the middle of the night!
Don't talk of spring! 
Just hold me tight!
Anyone who's ever been in love
 will tell you that
This is no time for a chat!

Haven't your lips longed for my touch? 
Don't say how much,
Show me! Don't talk of love 
lasting through time.
Make me no undying vow. 
Show me now!

Sing me no song! 
Read me no rhyme!
Don't waste my time, 
Don't talk of June, 
Don't talk of fall!
Don't talk at all! 

Never do I ever want 
to hear another word.
There isn't one I haven't heard.
Here we are together 
in what ought to be a dream;
Say one more word, and I'll scream!

Haven't your arms hungered for mine?
Please don't "expline," 

Don't wait until wrinkles and lines
Pop out all over my brow,


~ Alan Jay Lerner

Thursday, November 20, 2014

The Nation Breathlessly Awaits 
The Next Royal Command
He's got the whole world in his hands –– NOT!

We Hail Thee, 
Savior of the Nations

As everyone among the Democratic 
minions surely knows,
Barack will overcome 
our bitter nation's fears and woes
By waving at our enemies 
his awesome big black hose.

And just one artful flash 
of his white enameled smile
Dissolves in Islamaniacs 
their every trace of bile.
And of his excrement the world 
can’t wait to eat a mile.


Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Winning into Freedom


If the Son makes you free, you shall be free indeed. 
If there is even a trace of individual self-satisfaction left in us, it always says, “I can’t surrender,” or “I can’t be free.” But the spiritual part of our being never says “I can’t”; it simply soaks up everything around it. Our spirit hungers for more and more. It is the way we are built. We are designed with a great capacity for God, but sin, our own individuality, and wrong thinking keep us from getting to Him. God delivers us from sin— we have to deliver ourselves from our individuality. This means offering our natural life to God and sacrificing it to Him, so He may transform it into spiritual life through our obedience.
God pays no attention to our natural individuality in the development of our spiritual life. His plan runs right through our natural life. We must see to it that we aid and assist God, and not stand against Him by saying, “I can’t do that.” God will not discipline us; we must discipline ourselves. God will not bring our “arguments…and every thought into captivity to the obedience of Christ” (2 Corinthians 10:5)— we have to do it. Don’t say, “Oh, Lord, I suffer from wandering thoughts.” Don’t suffer from wandering thoughts. Stop listening to the tyranny of your individual natural life and win freedom into the spiritual life.
“If the Son makes you free….” Do not substitute Savior for Son in this passage. The Savior has set us free from sin, but this is the freedom that comes from being set free from myself by the Son. It is what Paul meant in Galatians 2:20 when he said, “I have been crucified with Christ….” His individuality had been broken and his spirit had been united with his Lord; not just merged into Him, but made one with Him. “…you shall be free indeed”— free to the very core of your being; free from the inside to the outside. We tend to rely on our own energy, instead of being energized by the power that comes from identification with Jesus. 
~ Oswald Chambers, My Utmost for His Highest

Monday, November 17, 2014

Lucianne Goldberg


Doctor being treated for Ebola 
dies in Nebraska hospital.
Dr. Martin Salia, a Maryland resident who contracted Ebola in Sierra Leone, has died at a Nebraska hospital (FoxNews)

Monday, November 17, 2014 

SpokesThug calls Obama the dog of Rome. Must look up.


The man just can help it.


Just finding this out now. Thank you, Rev. Sharpton.


Crack cocaine for a narcissist. How can he resist?


This unfolding story will reveal that a mulitude of protectors 
knew all about this. And it gets worse.


"A man who was willing to lie about the death of his mother surely would have no trouble lying to voters 
about their health care plans."


Sunday's most read Must Read.

Saturday, November 15, 2014


War Crimes, as Defined by Leftists



Apparently, it’s AOK 
To mow ‘em down with bullets,
But don’t dare try to kill ‘em off 
By poisoning their pullets.

It’s all right too when bombs 
Rain from aloft or on the level,
But when you kill with poison gas, 
You’re in league with the Devil.

Lock ‘em in a building,
Then burn it to the ground.
By judges at The Hague
You’ll not be guilty found.

Go drag them from their cells
Into a courtyard to be shot.
The World Court will not chide you,
Nor tell you “Thou shalt not.”

Take mothers, babies, toddlers ––
Grandmas –– anyone who thrives,
Then hack them with machetes 
And bayonets to end their lives.

Rape and loot and strangle,
Garrote or stab at will ––
Of you The World Community, 
I promise, won’t think ill.

Set ‘em loose in wood or field,
Then hunt ‘em down like game;
Let half-dead bodies lie unhealed.
You won’t lose your good name.

Rob and cripple, maim at will ––
Dislocate their joints.
Multiculturalists will know
You must have your good points.

Gouge their eyes out, slit each tongue.
Sodomize, impale their young.
Club ‘em down, then crush with tractors.
Brussels won’t call you bad actors.

BUT, urinate upon the corpse
Who tortured your best buddy,
And you’ll be tossed in the stockade
With nose broken and bloody.

And should you dare to wipe yourself
With leaves from the the Koran,
‘Tis YOU The World Community
Will call BARBARIAN!

~ FreeThinke

Friday, November 14, 2014

Things You Never Dreamt of Knowing


Sleigh Race by Currier & Ives

Over the River 
and Through the Wood
Lydia Maria Child 


Lydia Maria Child c. 1856