Monthly Archives: April 2024

A Carpenter’s Son vs Wine Insecurity

Once, a long time ago, there was a man who lived over in the Middle East. He was a particularly good man and he had several friends. His mother knew him better than most mothers know their sons, and even when he was very young, as a matter of fact before he was born, she knew he would grow up to be a very special person. He had an aunt and a cousin who were also privy to who he was and they were pretty excited about him too.

This man did grow up to be a special individual, in fact he became the most influential person who ever lived. Not much is known about his childhood, other than a few snippets – things that his mother probably remembered and passed along to one or more of the multitude of writers who chronicled his life. Although he must have been an extraordinary child, if there had been many mentionable things concerning his youth, surely some of the many writers of his life’s stories would have known and related it in their journals. There’s this one story about him being left behind in Jerusalem when his family left to go home from an event there and they had to go back and find him, and that’s about it. His family went back to look for him and where they found him and what he was doing was a very remarkable event. Other than that, my guess is that he wasn’t that unusual as a kid.

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When he got grown however, he gathered several followers from among the peasantry of the area. Fishermen and other guys who had shown curiosity and interest in things he had to say were so enthralled by this fellow that they determined to put their lives aside and hang out with him. Lifelong fishermen just walked away from their nets and boats, such was his righteous allure to them. Little did they know at the time that this new direction would be a permanent, life-consuming pursuit – as it still is today when we learn of him. He was turning out, as they saw it, to be a surprisingly wise man who spoke things they had not heard before. He spoke with confidence and seemed to have an intimate knowledge of God, to whom he continually referred as his Father. Those guys eventually came to be known as his disciples, or followers who spent much time with him as his fame would grow. They also came to love him immensely, for they learned that he loved them profoundly. The cousin mentioned earlier, although not actually one of his group of followers, turned out to be the one who baptized him.

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He actually first gained notice at a wedding feast in a place called Cana. There was apparently a party atmosphere, and several people were there. Might have even been more folks there than the organizers anticipated, because during the reception they ran out of wine. From the gist of the conversation, the guests had already had a good bit of the spirits and weren’t ready to shut down the gala just yet, but what do you do? No more fruit of the vine, but no one was ready to go home. Jesus’ mother – yes Jesus was His name (and references to Him will be capitalized henceforth), maybe acting on a hunch, took Him aside to give Him the sad news about the wine shortage. This had to be an obvious hint, and He almost seemed a bit exasperated, as this thing He was about to do wasn’t exactly what His ministry was about – He even called her “woman”, but such was His compassion, His absolutely boundless love for His fellow people (and Mom knew this), that she simply told the servants to just do whatever He told them to do – I can imagine her trying to hold back a big beaming smile, knowing that because of His precious compassion, He would do what needed to be done to take care of the situation. Although this act wasn’t the essence of His purpose, it will nevertheless go down as one of the most remembered events in all of history – it was Jesus’ first miracle.

He told the boys to round up some jars and fill them with water – yep, fill them all the way up. They were big jars too. Six of them, big old clay jars like they had back in those days. Once they filled them up with plain water, He performed His miracle, He then told them to give the master of the feast a shot of the water-become-wine, and lo and behold, the master said this wine was better than what they’d had at first. But then, what did you expect? This was Jesus, the Son of God, making His debut in what was to become the greatest life of miracles and hope for mankind that there has ever been on this earth. He wasn’t going to give His friends any second-rate juice, no He made the good stuff. And to the joy of all, the party resumed. But you need to know, there was no crazy or bad stuff going on there. Just some people having a good time and enjoying a wedding feast. This man was the Son of God. And He is now and forever the Son of God.

Somewhere later on down the road, His disciples came to realize just who this man was (and still is). He ended up giving up His life for them. And for you and me. I love Him, and we have a bond that reaches across that vast chasm that separates us for now, but I know He loves me too. What a feeling to know that! And He made some really good wine, and plenty of it!

Get out your Bible and read about Him and find out what He means to you. He stands at the door of your heart, patiently waiting for you to ask Him in, and when you make the decision to trust Him, hang on for the ride of your life! It’s kind of like getting a buzz and realizing you can’t drive so you need to give Him the keys. He knows exactly where to take you if you let Him. Sometimes He takes us over bumpy roads and sometimes through terrible storms, but He does that for our benefit. It’s scary at times, but we get to the point where we finally realize He has everything under control, then we can relax and have peace – peace you never dreamed was possible in a world full of turmoil. Such is His love for us. We’ll never regret getting to know Him. I can promise you that with complete confidence. Most of us know our driving is terribly impaired when we’re inebriated – drunken by consuming too much of the worldly wine – the drink of sin that corrupts the world and it inevitably leads to a catastrophic crash. He told the brethren at the last supper that He wouldn’t partake of the fruit of the vine again until He drinks it with them (and us) in Heaven, so He’s always sober.

I used to drink way more than what was good for me, but with His help I swore off many years ago, not saying I could drive for you, because I can’t, but He’s always available – the penultimate designated driver.

I can’t wait to try some of His Heavenly home brew when we get There.

So for now, why not just hand Him the keys?

MK

Another Imminent Threat to the IDF Eliminated

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January 29, 2024. Her name was Hind Rajab, she was six years old. I’d be willing to wager that there are not many people alive who personally know who she was. Even less who care. Lots of us have heard her story, though. All that’s left now is a memory of a little six-year-old girl who met a horrifying end at the hands of brutal monsters.

Her mom says she wanted to grow up and become a doctor. Surely she had other dreams, as any child her age would have. I have four daughters of my own, and was able to raise them, I have seen how little girls think, how they dream, how they love. God created them as little, vulnerable creatures who need care, security; someone to help them realize their hopes. Someone to rock them to sleep and tell them bedtime stories. Someone to grab their teddy bear and run to when the scary things under their beds wake them up. They are completely innocent, and those who try to justify what happened to this child on the grounds that she somehow deserved it – well, there’s a special place in hell for them. Jesus said it would be better for those who harm little ones if they had a millstone tied around their neck and were thrown into a lake. She is in the arms of the Lord now, and He will not forget what the demons did to her. A special place in hell indeed.

She was in a car with her uncle and his wife and their four kids and they were trying to get somewhere they would be safe, but dark-hearted savage beasts targeted their automobile, killing everyone in the car except her and her 15-year-old cousin. The cousin was able to call for help on the phone but was killed while pleading for help. Hind took the phone and continued to frantically beg for help, but that piteous phone call from a terrified child barely out of infancy proved to be her ending. When the scene was examined, they found her lifeless little body shredded with bullet wounds.

Why was this innocent little child such a threat to the most moral army in the world? Was she holding a teddy bear that looked like an AK-47? Why on earth would these cowardly soldiers open up on a tiny child with such wanton ferocity? These aren’t people with any semblance of human compassion. I can’t help but recall the Nazi SS leader who once said that if you couldn’t put a gun to the head of a little child and pull the trigger, there was no place in the SS for you. The IDF guys who did this proved they had the moral fortitude to have qualified for the SS.

A Palestinian Red Cross ambulance was called to rescue her. The EMTs got permission from the IDF, and a route was established by the IDF and sent to the ambulance, but while en route, the most moral army in the world intentionally fired on the ambulance, killing Hind’s would-be rescuers. Then they continued firing on the vehicle where the tiny, terrified child was trapped with six dead relatives until they killed her.

“Come take me. Will you come and take me? I’m so scared, please come!” were Hind’s last words.

Our illustrious House speaker, Mike Johnson, was on the news yesterday berating our college kids for pro Palestine protests. As far as I’m concerned, those protests are the ONLY things happening in America that are working in the direction of justice. Mike Johnson is just another venomous AIPAC shill, and you can discern that from every misleading sentence that comes out of his pie hole. And he thinks his rational-sounding words are getting past the American public as though they might actually believe what he is saying. Everyone knows better. Those people over there are being slaughtered en masse, and he and everyone else know it. It’s as though Greenblatt and Korn gave him a speech with orders to follow the script to the letter, and it’s painfully obvious to everyone he’s doing just that. There’s a special place in hell for the Mike Johnsons and Greg Abbots who defend these monsters. That goes for the Tom Cottons, Judas Hagees, and all else who defend the barbarity that is taking place in Palestine, not to mention the cops who are attacking the kids protesting this evil.

There are many atrocities of unspeakable malevolence taking place in Gaza right now, but the debacle that was Hind’s murder ranks among the very worst. It looks like the plan is to smother this story with so many others that it will be buried and forgotten. We cannot allow this to happen. I’m 70 years old and all my life I was spoon-fed stories about how evil the Nazis were and heard lots of stories of their infamous brutality, but the death of Hind Rajab is surely as atrocious as anything the Nazis ever did. When this “war” is over, we must never allow Hind’s murder to be forgotten. Those who are guilty of it must be pursued like Wiesenthal hunted the Nazis until justice finds them. Starting at the top. Never again means never again!

But that’s just the justice they need to face in this life. The punishment God has in store for the Synagogue of Satan will be the ultimate and eternal hell. I realize I’m supposed to pray for them and once in a while I do try, but it’s hard to do when they insist on this level of merciless barbarism and lies. It’s almost like trying to pray for Satan or Dick Cheney or something, but then God knows our hearts.

Rest in eternal peace in the loving arms of the Lord, little Hind. We will hold your memory in our hearts.

MK

And There Were Lights in the Sky

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prologue: This is another attempt to stimulate interest in critical world events by presenting the reader with some bits of speculation on what could happen based on current events – thoughts that cannot be found in the mainstream media. Posts from this site are read in countries all over the world. folkpotpourri.com website is convinced that public interest is of crucial importance if we are to stop this runaway train that is Western government. By presenting narratives of what might be left of our world post-apocalypse, perhaps enough interest can be garnered to help stimulate ideas on how to change our direction, and determination to do it. -MK

We finally made it here, and it’s been quite the ride. Looking over a bleak landscape that one could only imagine in the darkest and most horrifying of nightmares, I can but think this is the terminal station to where the train of humankind was bound – for thousands of years. For most of those years, we didn’t have the means to accomplish this, but malevolent entities posing as scientists of the mid twentieth century finally developed technologies that could do the job. They joined forces with other malevolent actors posing as politicians so as to become thus staffed for the task. There’s no denying it – we all knew what they were up to, but there weren’t enough opposition voices, and the ones that did speak weren’t loud enough to overcome that terrifying bloodlust that many humans carry inside them nor were they sufficiently powerful so as to overcome society’s appalling lack of courage.

Some days ago, the unthinkable happened. Russian submarines had for weeks been shadowing every nuclear-armed sub of the US, Britian, Israel and France, just waiting for the order to come down. If the Russian and Chinese submarines could maneuver in such a way as to get the drop on the allied subs and report their advantageous positions, the Russian and Chinese leaders had finally had enough of western criminal behavior to begin the process – they were determined to sink them all. They had S-500 missiles, laser weapons, all sorts of Electronics Warfare assets ready to fire on satellites, military installations, and almost every western aircraft, both in the sky and on the hundreds of bases around the world. And there were lights in the sky – everywhere.

Russia had sleeper cells comprised of Chinese, Central and South American, and Mideast commandoes stationed at strategic locations throughout the US, many of them nearby to nuclear missile silos. Their job would be to destroy as many of the silos and their contents as fast as they could once the order was given, so few of the aging minutemen were ever launched, or didn’t get sufficiently airborne to evade the weapons that had been trained on them for years. But it was the submarines that had to be adequately targeted before anything else could happen. In addition, there were hundreds of enemy commandoes at strategic locations near US air bases, both in the US and in foreign nations, ready to fire SAMs at B-52s and B-1 and B-2 bombers before they could get airborne, or very shortly thereafter. Stealth fighters were attractive targets everywhere, mostly on the ground. Many, many adversaries got into the US during the open border times and were thus stationed and prepared to disable US assets.

Places like Guam, Diego Garcia, and the Aleutians were all under the watchful eyes of Russian and Chinese submarines, again, waiting for the order. There would be no significant aircraft launches from these bases. Other targets of opportunity, especially for sleeper cells, were factories where munitions and weapons were produced, although when the big missiles started flying, they became inconsequential as Russian Sarmats would take care of them. Each and every one of them.

For many years, the Russians had patiently watched as the US military slowly self-destructed. They learned much about NATO’s capabilities (or lack thereof) from the murderous wars in Ukraine, the middle east, Afghanistan, Serbia and far too many others. While Langley and London frantically counted tanks and artillery pieces, the Russian military played cat-and-mouse with them, fully aware that tanks and destroyers would be of limited use when the real war started.

While the Russians, Iranians, Chinese, and North Koreans concentrated on weapons that worked, US defense contractors and their military and congressional co-conspirators concentrated on weapons systems that made them a lot of money – whether they worked or not was of little consideration. That’s how we ended up with flying bathtubs for trillions of dollars. The US got caught up in wokeism, with the most capable of West Pointers disgustedly leaving the service to the likes of the Rachel Levines and useless charlatans like Mike Pompeo, David Petraeus and others who were way more interested in their bank accounts and displaying subservience to Zionists than to military strategy. Putin knew this, Xi knew this. Their patience, though sometimes frustrating, paid off in spades. You could see the benefit of their patience from the developments in the Ukraine, but the military imposters in leadership positions in the west never caught on.

While the nuclear weapons got the most attention, both sides pulled out secret weapons arsenals that the crew of the starship Enterprise would have envied. Destroyers, cruisers, and aircraft carriers coasted to a stop in the oceans, completely disabled by electronic warfare weapons. Some of them were sunk by hypersonic missiles; their radars couldn’t even see them coming. With Russian and Iranian EW weapons successfully engaged, all shipboard systems went dead, propulsion systems shut down, the electricity went off and soon enough they only had a contingent of marines on board with rifles and handguns, not a serious threat to anyone, especially in the middle of the Pacific Ocean. A dead aircraft carrier with no defensive capability, languishing in the middle of the ocean is completely useless, unless you’re a Russian submarine captain looking for some shiny chest decorations.

All of the aforementioned events happened in the first minutes of the conflict. The vaunted US nuclear triad was almost completely disabled, dozens of submarines in pieces, headed for Davy Jones’ locker. Anti-aircraft systems had been developed and honed to the degree that no western bombers were able to get to positions to threaten. North Korea and China had developed EMP weapons that completely shut down electrical grids throughout Europe and North America. The Russians, Chinese, Iranians, and North Koreans had spent years developing shielding and Faraday Caging for their weapons, so the EMP didn’t effect their systems, while Admiral Levine was spending his days chatting with the girls at the nail salon.

The US found out too late, that many of their so-called allies weren’t really their friends after all. Nations like Türkiye, Saudi Arabia, Romania, and Egypt actually assisted the opposition when push came to shove, many others following suit. Several countries, including Israel had been suspected of sharing intelligence all along with America’s adversaries. Some of them were in a position to help by actions such as shooting down American missiles and aircraft. Once the action had started and everyone knew this was it, several of the nationals in countries where the US had military installations took part by rapidly destroying American assets. Such was their arrogance and hubris, the incompetent people who had been promoted to the upper echelons of American intelligence had sufficiently degraded the organizations that they had no idea of the low regard these “allies” held for Americans. So much for “soft power”.

During the last years prior to destruction, the US congress took up all of their legislative time debating on things which only served to demonstrate which political party or members thereof could prostrate themselves most maniacally before their wealthy Zionist donors. Donald Trump, the favorite of trailer park people in rural America, had demonstrated his fealty to Israel so much during his first term, that only an imbecile could have believed his MAGA insanity. These people embarrassed everyone with an IQ above room temperature. In short, no one in positions of authority paid any attention to America’s strategic posture, only Israel’s. This came back to bite them in a big way.

The land is destroyed and there are very few survivors. All the wealthy people responsible for it are either dead or deep underground in bunkers they designed and provisioned to keep them alive until it is safe to come out. Did they actually think this through? What do they expect to see when they emerge, blinking and squinting at the sunlight? If there are still any survivors, it is guaranteed with no possible doubt, that they will be immediately taken captive – if there is any organized entity, I’m quite sure they will have reinstituted the death penalty, but more than likely they will be violently assailed and killed on the spot – maybe eaten, depending on the degree of starvation the survivors have endured. Seriously, what were they thinking? Did they actually believe that after what they did, all that gold they had hoarded down there would avail them in any possible way? Angry, starving, destitute people won’t have any appreciation for gold, or anything else they can’t eat. What, indeed, were they thinking?

No more yachts, no private jets, no luxurious condo on the beach. It’s all over. Why did the maniacs keep pushing Russia and China? They could have backed off at any time and the Russians, being sensible and way more honest, would never have waged war. Jim Wright promised the Russians back in Reagan’s day when the USSR broke up that NATO wouldn’t move an inch east – oh, except for East Germany. And Poland, and Romania, Latvia, Lithuania, Estonia, Bulgaria, Türkiye, etc. Oh, and now of course Finland and Sweden. And for sure Ukraine if those pesky Russkies would have stayed home.

Most Americans were killed during the hour of destruction that was WWIII. The United States is now a vast, poisonous wasteland, almost completely devoid of life. There was a time not long ago when the people of this land could have risen up and avoided this catastrophe, and everyone knew it, but they all just sat around waiting for someone else to step up and lead a charge that would never take place. They all died the coward’s death, and maybe rightfully so. I don’t guess they were thinking of their families. The demons who made it happen will suffer the most in the long run, because many of them are still alive somewhere down there nearer to hell and they may as well get used to it – it’s where they will spend eternity.

The college kids have nothing to be ashamed about though, unlike the uniformed fascists who were attacking them on behalf of world Zionism. Those creatures got theirs though. What? Did they actually believe they were something other than useful idiots and that their benefactors would save them a nice cozy place in those plush bunkers? They are all dead now too. And their kids and families. I think they were probably the biggest fools of all. While they were gleefully whacking those kids and demonstrating all the incredibly masculine tactics their Zionist instructors taught them by wrestling women to the ground, their world was dissolving, but such was their relish for their precious authority, they joined the demonic leaders and were led to their own destruction, battling fervently against the only possible group that was trying to take us in the right direction. How foolish can people be? So, like it was in the Vietnam days, it became the police against the kids. The kids won that time, the police won this time, and now we sadly look upon the results.

epilogue: By the grace of God it hasn’t happened yet, but if we don’t make serious changes and soon, this is likely to be where we are headed. This site continues to do posts of warning – looking ahead to what might be if we don’t change directions. Food for thought sprinkled with generous helpings of opinion, but hopefully with some clarity of intent. Human existence is too important, too precious, to allow a relatively few self-interested purveyors of evil to destroy our world. I’m an old man and cannot do much except to write, exhort and pray mightily to Jesus for our deliverance. You can too.

C’est la vie.

MK

A Horrible New Day

It’s cold out – very cold! Unfortunately, it looks like those scientists who suggested that a “nuclear winter” would follow a strategic nuclear exchange were right. Here it is late in May and another hard freeze is finishing off the few leaves and grasses that are left from nature’s feeble attempt at springtime. So much dust and smoke got kicked up into the atmosphere that the sun hasn’t been visible since the catastrophe several months ago.

My propane tank is getting low and I have to use my wood stove for heat, which is okay – I used it during normal winters and it heats up this old farmhouse – or what’s left of it – fairly well. One of the worst aspects of life now is the absence of light, even in the daytime you can barely see. All the preppers built up solar arrays for power when the grid went down, but most of them are useless with no sunlight. All those rechargeable batteries I bought aren’t much good without a way to recharge them.

We kept several cans of gas full for just in case, but by now we are getting low. The generator uses more gas than we really expected, so we only use it when we need to run the well pump. When we crank it up, we search the internet for information – any information – but there’s nothing. The satellites were the first things to go when the big war started. We turn on a few lights, glorious lights! At least for the few minutes of electricity we indulge ourselves, but just knowing the horrid darkness will return too soon takes away any real joy in the brief moments of light.

It’s no use to try and charge the phones anymore. They don’t work – nothing works. A few people show up coming down the driveway once in a while. I’ll leave it up to the reader at this point to decide what to do when a stranger comes up. You have to consider first and foremost, what kind of a threat he/she brings. At this point of existence, survival has become the pre-eminent occupation of our lives. Sometimes a hungry youngster shows up and the natural inclination for a normal human being would be to render whatever help we can offer, but there are grownups in the shadows waiting for us to drop our guard, even for a moment, and then that survival instinct kicks in.

During those brief moments of having lights on, we have to be careful to cover all the windows so no one can see our precious light. We use candles too. We have a hastily constructed outhouse. That would have been a no-brainer for any thoughtful prepper, and we should have had a good one on standby, but some things just get overlooked. Talk about a freezing experience! Nobody reads or works crosswords while on the pot.

There are some, very few, good aspects of this existence though. We don’t worry about the government spying on us anymore. It looks like we will never need to run air conditioners again. We haven’t had traffic on our local roads in a while, and there are no more chem trails. Well, I’m guessing there are no more, because we couldn’t see them if there were. Maybe when the skies finally clear, nature will once more begin to right itself and God will take control again.

Once in a while we get some information from people on CB radios, and we heard that one of the first places to get destroyed, even before the pentagon, was Langley, VA. That’s where the snake den we knew as the CIA was located. Supposedly the Russians hit the place with several hypersonic missiles and destroyed everything several hundred feet down into the ground. Washing DC itself has been a huge smoking crater for a while now. All of the big cities in the US have been obliterated as far as we know.

The Russians hit the east coast up near New York City with one of those Poseidon torpedoes they were chomping at the bit to fire off, and yes there was a huge radioactive tsunami that leveled the city and another hit in Norfolk, VA. There were others on the West Coast near San Diego and LA. We saw trails in the sky where missiles were flying from all directions – some were ours but most of the ones we saw were Russian, Chinese, and North Korean. The sounds of the explosions were like thunder, even the ones far away. We could see the upper parts of the mushroom clouds up toward St Louis and south toward Little Rock. At least the folks in those places, and many others, were quickly vaporized and never knew what hit them. Then came the darkness…

We have a little food left, but it won’t last long. The hardest part for me so far was losing my dogs. There was just no way we could work things so they could survive. Since this could happen in real life, it’s too painful for me to elaborate on, so I’ll talk about other things.

We decided early on to start using our spring out back for drinking water. Actually, we had little choice, but so far none of us have gotten sick or irradiated from it. The pools it feeds haven’t frozen over – in fact they hadn’t ever frozen even during normal winters. There are a few scraggly raccoons and deer that drink from it too, and we harvest some of them as needed. I spent several hours back prior to the war building a big smoker so we could preserve meat and it has come in handy. I suppose we could theoretically last as long as the firewood is available, and of course, assuming there is a supply of meat, but lacking any plants or vegetables, we can’t live healthily for very long.

The EMP from high-altitude weapons took out almost everything electrical. We were lucky that one of our generators survived, but with the gas supply dwindling, the generator is just prolonging our agony. Our refrigerators and freezers couldn’t avail us due to the lack of power, so we gorged ourselves on the rapidly thawing foodstuffs while it was still good. It was a shame to lose that much food – we frantically canned what we could and managed to save a good bit of it, but even though none of us ever learned much about canning things, somehow we managed to work it out.

As things stand right now, we don’t have a functioning government at any level, local, state, or federal. There is no more US government, no more FBI, IRS, DHS, etc. The people and organizations who write government checks are history. All banks are gone, obliterated. Those who enjoyed lots of money during the good times are either dead or in holes in the ground. All military organizations are finished. We don’t have any idea how many survivors there are, nor where they might be. We are at a threadbare primeval existence, and we presume the rest of the world is in the same condition. Though the African nations weren’t hit as hard as Europe, Asia, and America, the extreme cold has taken a devastating toll on those nations who were used to warm climates.

Our suspicion is that there are pockets of bedraggled survivors, probably many of them deathly sick from radiation and disease such as typhus and other maladies that accompany mass death. Will any of humanity survive this apocalypse? Who knows? If humans do survive, they’ll be in a primitive world where food is extremely scarce. There’ll undoubtedly be cannibalism, it’s happened before. They’ll eat grass, roots, or whatever else they can scavenge. They’ll live in a world where an infection from a minor injury can kill them with no medicine which we’ve come to take for granted.

Survivors will live in a world where a human life may be of no more value than a candle or a bar of soap. Education will have diminished to a point where children – if there are children – will primarily be taught what kind of wild plants are edible and maybe how to hunt with primitive weapons and traps. Animal hides and edible nuts will be the currency of civilizations – which won’t be civilized at all. There will be no law enforcement, no protection for the underprivileged, if they can’t run with the big dogs, they’ll have to stay on the porch, but there won’t be any food on the porch, people will become savage, a must for survival.

It won’t be a pretty world.

MK

Sincerest Condolences to the Innocent

I struggle mightily to find words with which to express my heartfelt sorrow for you as pictures flood social media, pictures of lifeless children held by bereaved parents, pictures which forever testify to unspeakable evil. You’ve done nothing to deserve the atrocities leveled upon you, and I join you as you cry to God for comfort, for some semblance of hope which you cannot see from where you are. I cannot begin to explain why you must suffer thus, except that perhaps your martyred children shall eternally testify against those who brought your suffering about. The innocent children are now with the loving Father, nevermore to suffer, to fear. Hold onto this hope.

Events which have rapidly overtaken the world, the west in particular over the past months, reveal the stark and brutal hearts of all who support this blatant genocide. Prior to the onset of the murderous ravage of your home, there were those – wealthy men behind the curtain – who could direct atrocities throughout the world without being revealed for their own part in them, but no more. The world will not and cannot go back to the days of the hidden hands. These demons in human form are now operating in the open for the world to see, some even waving their idolatrous Nazi flags in the congress chamber in celebration of their major theft of great sums of money, they also line the pews of great temples of blasphemy they call churches.

Political people who publicly support this murder of innocent starving peasants and vote to enable it are the most egregious of the lot, for sure, but there are others who deserve dishonorable mention. Among them are people who own stock in the “defense” industries. These ones might just be as guilty of murder of innocents as the pilots who drop the bombs, the snipers who kill children, or the generals who gave the orders to do so. They are especially conniving with the darkest of hearts, for in their insatiable greed, they give up their souls, knowing the weapons from which they make money are being used to slaughter innocent people. As one would expect, many of them pile the cash onto the offering plates of the false prophets so as to assuage their consciences, but such gestures will not avail them at judgement. As an American Christian with a sorrowful heart, I sincerely apologize for what these people are doing to you.

Jesus said at the judgement there will be many who will try to defend their behavior with examples of acts of feigned righteousness, but He will tell them to depart from Him because He never knew them. It’s no doubt hard to reconcile your despair with this knowledge, but when the Lord refuses them entry into His kingdom, that will be the most unimaginably horrifying punishment that could ever happen to them. They will get a chance to see the indescribable beauty and joy of the kingdom, and then forevermore rue their decision to behave as they have, as they gnash their teeth in the darkness of eternal hell. Rest assured, my innocent brothers and sisters, justice will be served for you and there’s absolutely nothing, short of repentance they can do to avoid it.

My heart is heavy as I read about the slaughter that’s going on and see the tiny ones wrapped for burial with tears of distraught mothers and fathers wetting their faces. I cannot imagine your grief, it must be unbearable, and I pray for you daily. This post has spoken of some of those who are guilty of this unspeakable murder, but there are others who should be pointed out – those who turn their faces away and pretend this insidious behavior is somehow normal. They ignore what’s going on as though it has nothing to do with them. They don’t even try to empathize with you, somehow they twist their morality to rationalize it, when God is giving them a front-row seat to the most insidious event that has ever happened, at least in our lifetime, and with this opportunity to witness the atrocities, He’s extending the opportunity for them to repent, but most of them aren’t listening. They are avoiding God as studiously as they avoid facing the evil.

As it is said, God works in mysterious ways, and we are witnessing unexpected participation in the resistance to the atrocities that are happening from quarters where no one anticipated any activity. I did a post yesterday about all of the universities of the US and the students who are defying authority and coming out in big numbers to protest. https://folkpotpourri.com/wisdom-of-the-children/ They are calling out the evil that’s being perpetrated in the name of America, and they’re doing something. Imagine for a moment that of all secular places, in colleges, kids are standing up with more Christian conviction than the hypocrites in the churches, and I thank God for them.

It’s like walking up on a person you thought was dead and noticing a heartbeat – slowly coming around, young kids seeing the evil before their eyes and deciding to do something about it. I only wish there were more of our older folk who could bring themselves to do likewise – oh well, we’ll take what we can get for now, but I do believe God has a hand in this movement. Think about it for a second – we’ve got thousands of college kids making their voices heard about indisputable murder and genocide, and our politicians are dancing around their halls waving Ukranian flags in celebration of a bunch of money they’ve just stolen.

I don’t know about other seventy-year-old geezers, but I’m thoroughly ashamed, no disgusted, with our government. The AIPAC lobby is acting, for all the country to see, in support of murder of innocent people and our politicians are whole-heartedly supporting them for shekels. Billionaires in this country who are rich (as always, through theft and dishonesty) are having college presidents dismissed who do not bend the knee to them. The US is engaged in two wars at present because the Israeli lobby gave them orders to be so. Congress is passing laws to shut down free speech to try and shut down opposition to genocide. Our congressmen and women are climbing all over each other to demonstrate to their masters just how subservient they are, and America be damned. If they listened to the voices of those college kids, maybe we could begin the process of helping Gaza. Of getting food to your starving children.

Once more I wish to extend my condolences to you, the people of Palestine, who are having to endure hardships that we can only imagine. I apologize for the behavior of my government, and for my fellow citizens who seem willing to turn their heads away and accept the travesties that are going on. It just came out in the last couple of days that over half a million Ukranian soldiers have been slaughtered because of the malevolent greed of the very same people who are responsible for your plight and because of the same apathetic citizens of this country. Except for the college kids.

God bless all who see this and have the courage to call it what it is.

MK

Wisdom of the Children

My heart is lifted with promise for the future of America and our kids are leading the way. I’ve been spending my time lately heartbroken at the affairs of the world. Specifically, there’s an outrageous horror going on over in occupied Palestine, and the people promoting and defending it are the same monsters that control our media, our banks, our government. There seems to be no way to upend this travesty of international justice.

Congress is frantically trying to pass laws to keep the truth at bay, making common words of our vocabulary illegal, designating words like river and sea to be part of hate speech. Police are out in force doing what police always do. In my youth, it was busting hippies’ heads, but today it’s dragging pro-Palestinian protesters off to jail, it doesn’t matter to them as long as they get to wear the Shire law enforcement feathers in their hats (Let the Tolkien fans understand) so they can feel important.

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I’m an old man now, but I still get a charge out of watching the public step up to injustice – especially injustice that is so appallingly promoted by the groveling bunch of whores we have in our congress, which is completely owned by the powerful AIPAC lobby. They never miss an opportunity to show their true colors, and they ain’t red, white, and blue. Supposed judges are bought off all they way to the top of the judiciary, so there’s really no chance for justice to emerge from there, and the executive has been completely taken over by the bankers’ representatives and the AIPAC lobby. Just when I begin to lose hope of any human institution being able to overcome this travesty, up step the college kids! Again.

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None of these kids today remember our battle during the Vietnam days when a different travesty was happening, but they are taking the same tact we did. In our day it was with flowers, love, music, and Jesus, and after years of struggle and with the chagrin of the establishment, we won our battle. The US military left Saigon in 1975. But way too many Vietnamese peasants died while we were fighting. Us kids won the day back then, and it looks like the only ones truly fighting this time are the young folks again. There are a few blessed supporters like Aaron Mate, Judge Napolitano, Max Blumenthal and others. And we must never forget the conviction and courage of Aaron Bushnell. God bless y’all.

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Y’all need to start writing some for-real protest songs. Don’t worry about stepping on toes either. You have the marches going, and I’m going to drag my old decrepit butt out there and join y’all for the thrill of watching the man squirm. This genocide has to stop – human beings are better than this. Maybe it’s fitting for the youngsters to lead the way, maybe your parents can be ashamed of themselves like ours were for letting themselves be propagandized and brainwashed while the younger folks could see through the crap and take action.

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I’ve seen where the kids at Columbia University are being dragged off to jail and MIT seems to be following suit. The system got the presidents of Pennsylvania and Harvard kicked out, but the students made their voices heard. I’ve come a long way in a very short while, considering the contempt I’ve had for young people because of my misperception that y’all weren’t paying enough attention, but I guess in reality, it’s mostly older folks who have dropped the ball. You guys are stepping up in a big way and I’m big time proud of y’all. I’m not on top of all of it, but I’d wager that a lot more colleges are in this fight too. I sincerely hope so, and I’d love to get comments from all the ones who are in and their progress. Remember flowers (it’s springtime!), love, music, and Jesus – heavy on the Jesus part, without Him you can’t win – take it from a battle-scarred veteran of the aforementioned fight.

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They called us, among other things, hippies. Us guys grew our hair long which was our way of rebelling against the established order. The man controlled the money, much the same as they do today, but that fact had little effect on a bunch of idealistic kids who found that we could operate without much of it. In today’s society, we constantly see members of the elite establishment step out of line and say things which, even though true, are just not allowed to be said, only to promptly come groveling before their money masters begging for forgiveness and retracting whatever forbidden thing they said. Thankfully we aren’t seeing the college kids doing that this time either. I guess idealistic young folks are much the same in any age.

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God bless y’all kids. Keep up the good fight. Those innocent people’s lives are more important than some fat cat’s fat wallet. Keep this old hippy geezer informed on how you’re doing. I love y’all dearly!

Much Love,

MK

Fun Quiz with Pictures

And if I laugh at any mortal thing, ‘tis that I may not weep… (Byron)

Check out some of the social media video sites, and you’re sure to notice the plethora of quiz material.  There are geography, science, history, etc. quizzes and you can take them and see just how sharp you are in the respective studies.  They all are careful to use language so as not to make you feel stupid if you can’t answer the questions, and maybe that’s the way it should be, but I also believe that you don’t earn an ice cream cone for getting one question correct out of say, nine or ten.

These quizzes are fun and sometimes very hard to score high on – the sites tell you that you have an exceptionally high IQ if you get, for instance 5 out of ten, etc. so you can feel smug about how smart you are.  Wouldn’t want someone to finish the quiz and feel inferior to others because he/she didn’t do so well, now would we?

In that vein – i.e. of encouraging people to feel confident about their smarts, this is a very simple quiz that you should be able to complete with a high score.  Nine questions in all to test your observation skills (or lack thereof).  The quiz will be done using pictures.  The quizee will be required to look at a picture and find obvious things that are wrong or out of place.  Ready?

Ok, study the following photo and find three things out of sorts:

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Answers:

  1. The newspaper is printed in French, and the man is Latvian – although he does know some Spanish, he can’t read a word of French.
  2. The guy doesn’t use contacts – he wears glasses and doesn’t have them on. He doesn’t even know he’s looking at a French paper – come on y’all!
  3. He has an appointment for a job interview and he’s already late, but he just keeps sitting there grinning, oblivious to the time and gawking at that paper he can’t even read.
  4. Bonus observation for extra points: He won’t get the job.

How did you do?  Most people breeze through that one, so if you didn’t get at least two of them, you might be feeling a bit embarrassed.  And you should. 

Maybe you can redeem yourself with the next one try and find at least three things amiss here:

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Answers:

The watch he’s looking at should give this one away right off the bat.

  1. He obviously forgot to change his watch over to daylight savings time, so his time is off by one hour.  It’s easy to see this because of the slightly puzzled look on his face, although he’s trying to hide his discombobulation.
  2. Even a novice observer should be able to see that he is plainly a security guard for the meeting here, but since his watch is wrong, he’s changed into street clothes an hour early – he’s still on duty but wearing the wrong clothes.
  3. The colors are all wrong on the map in the background – Alaska was supposed to be blue. The capital of Alaska should have been marked, but it wasn’t because no one there knew where, or even what it is.  You can tell this meeting was a disaster.

I felt like I should include some super easy ones like those first ones so some even of the less cognitively gifted could at least get a few right.  If you had a problem with any of them so far, don’t be too hard on yourself – there are more of us around who have issues than you might think.

Okay, one more for anyone out there who might be sufficiently challenged as to have missed any already.  See if you can find three things wrong in this picture:

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Answers:

  1. Even those who aren’t all that sharp can see that the picture was staged – the smell in the area is of cows, not donkeys at all.
  2. He’s standing on the tail of a screaming farm cat.  Maybe that’s why he’s laughing.
  3. His hysteria very well could be because this donkey’s owner voted a straight Republican slate in the last election.

Hope you enjoyed this simple little quiz.  How did you score?

  1. If you got them all, congratulations, although it was very easy and you shouldn’t consider yourself a genius.
  2. If you got 5 or more, you must have a blissful life.
  3. If you got 4 or less, that donkey is laughing at you – I mean, with you.

Have a wonderful day!

An Oath and the Flight of a Beautiful Bird

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5 U.S. Code § 3331 – Oath of office

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An individual, except the President, elected or appointed to an office of honor or profit in the civil service or uniformed services, shall take the following oath: “I, AB, do solemnly swear (or affirm) that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; that I take this obligation freely, without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion; and that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties of the office on which I am about to enter. So help me God.” This section does not affect other oaths required by law.

(Pub. L. 89–554, Sept. 6, 1966, 80 Stat. 424.)

The oath of office for the congress of the United States.  Each member of congress must swear or affirm this statement, hence it will be his/her duty to uphold this document, this concept, this supreme law of the land…

We have bald eagles in this part of the country – not an abundance of them, but enough so that we get a chance to enjoy the thrill of watching that majestic avian soar in the Ozark sky once in a while.  When I see one, I sometimes wonder what if he really could understand the role to which he has been assigned as our national emblem.  Maybe by some Providential determination of fate, he is able to look down upon the magnificent landscapes, the mountains, prairies, the cities, and woodlands and realize the significance he bears on those great wings.  If that were so, I’d wager he is ashamed nowadays, seeing how this once great notion of a republic has failed – or better, is in the process of failing.  The eagle didn’t take an oath, but sometimes it seems like he has served our country with more dedication than many who did.

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If he could understand what’s going on, and if birds could cry, tears would fall like rain when he flies over the tent cities of Denver, Portland, the garbage strewn city streets like Kensington Avenue in Philadelphia, and so many other dismal scenes – watching human beings destroy themselves with hypodermic needles and hopelessness.  If he only understood human language, he’d be appalled at the sheer volume of absurdity reaching up into his abode from places like the Rayburn building coming from prostitutes and interlopers who now occupy seats once the province of honorable men.  Wise men who came before them once debated and made decisions there that were intended to serve that sacred oath they swore.  Representation of their constituents was paramount – it’s why they were there.  The eagle has watched in abject disgust and despondence as the caliber of the people in these once-honored offices has diminished to the extent that he is ready and willing to pass off his once lofty assignment to the buzzard – after all, that nasty creature would be a more fitting icon for today’s American politicians, but then it might be unfair to demean the vulture with this undeserved comparison, for – like the eagle – he didn’t swear an oath.

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The stately eagle probably frowns over all the images of himself ubiquitously displayed on money, monuments, important documents, but I’d guess the most appalling to him is his caricature on the seal of the executive.  The presidential seal.  I’m sure he would be particularly embarrassed by what passes for executive leadership and has for many more terms now than I care to recall (and I’m old).  The presidency of this country is a sick and demented joke.  Look at the caliber of men we’ve had in office since Eisenhower.  With few exceptions, they’ve all been execrable liars and many even criminals.  Some – in fact many folks believe some are unconvicted war criminals.

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Carrion eaters gorge themselves on carcasses until they can barely fly.  When they are startled while feasting on some road-killed delicacy, sometimes they must regurgitate considerable volumes of stomach content so they can quickly reduce their take-off weight and get airborne faster.  I wonder if the eagle does that when he flies over Washington, D.C., of course reducing his body weight wouldn’t be why he’d willingly surrender big volumes of his possum et tu fe.  It would no doubt happen as a result of overhearing some presidential speech or a congressional debate in which the cognitive mediocrity of those speaking and debating is perpetually and unashamedly on display.

Back to that oath they took.  No one held a gun to their head and made them swear it.  They did it of their own free will. Some might believe they swore it, not because they believed in it, but because it was simply a step required for them to occupy a seat of power.  A seat they unabashedly and appallingly grovel before wealthy donors to inherit. Nonetheless, since they voluntarily swore the oath, it follows that they should be expected to perform that which was promised.  But then, following their sworn constitutional obligations often gets them cross-threaded with the desires of those same donors, so guess which path they invariably take? Sometimes you have to wonder if they even had an inkling of the responsibly that oath would require of them as they uttered it.  You certainly can’t tell by their actions in office.

I’m a U. S. Navy veteran.  Served in the pre-com and early operations of the USS Nimitz back in the seventies.  I took a similar oath to the one all of our public “servants” took.  Foreign and domestic.  Is anyone still trying to figure out why they put that word in the oath?  Neither am I.  The fact is, oath notwithstanding, many, if not most, of our leaders – to put it mildly – do not seem to have the best interests of America at heart.  What I believe makes that oath still applicable to me and other vets is the fact that we didn’t sign anything upon our release from duty that absolved or in any way relieved us of our obligation under that oath.  As far as I’m concerned, it’s still in effect for us.  Domestic – for sure!

That old eagle is bound to have figured this business out too.  I wonder if he could resign his post, because unlike politicians, such as some unnamed deputy Secretary of State, it’s through no fault of his own that his job – that of national emblem – might soon be up for grabs, and I don’t blame him.

Although the outlook for our country is dismal, there just might be a way to show our loyalty to our nation and regain the trust of that wonderful animal we have selected to represent it.  There is a movement that is gaining much traction in this country, in fact it is named Our Country Our Choice.  I’m a member, and I believe through this organization, we have an opportunity to get our legs back under us, but it’s going to take some serious dedication and work.  Our leaders have dug us into a deep hole from which we have to dig ourselves out.  We weren’t paying attention and now we’re seeing the results.  It’s way past time to start paying attention.  Get involved – there’s plenty of room on board this train.  More and more God-fearing patriots are joining daily.

The leader of this movement is one Colonel Douglass Macgregor.  He’s a retired Army officer with extensive military and political experience.  He’s a smart leader (Wow! What a novel idea!) and I think he’s just the guy who can lead us to a better future.  I implore every American, and especially my fellow veterans, to look into this – it may well be the last hope we have, and it looks quite promising – especially with a man of the caliber of Colonel Macgregor at the helm.

Catch some of his interviews – he’s often on YouTube at Judging Freedom with Judge Andrew Napolitano and many others. Check out the website – Our Country Our Choice.

Who knows? That old eagle might just get a chance to soar proudly over a nation of free people again.

God bless,

Mike K

Beyond the Latest End of the World

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Here we are on a rainy Ozark morning.  It’s Tuesday and another civilization’s end has come and gone.  Yesterday we survived the horrendous solar eclipse, the devil comet, a fatal planetary alignment, and a rapture in which no one was raptured.  Shame on all Christians who bought into that, and double shame on all the preachers who garnered You Tube clicks stirring up such claptrap.  Although the National Guard was activated, nothing noteworthy happened in all of those towns named Ninevah along the track. Apologies to Jonah.  As far as I’ve been able to ascertain, there was no Mayan calendar influence this time, nor did all of the world’s computers kill off all humanity as you remember happened in that Y2K event a few years ago.

It’s as though every time something odd happens these days, we’re supposed to expect Armageddon to materialize, and everyone should run to whatever underground facility they might have contrived to wait it out.  My family, ignorant of such necessary precautions, sat out in the yard and watched the Pac-Man sun gobble up the silhouette of the moon through those cheap cardboard glasses, and, oddly enough when the solar disc was blotted out, none of us were able to make out that mysterious planet that hides behind the sun, although it is nonetheless there, teeming with extraterrestrials – each undoubtedly with probe in hand waiting for the next ship to earth to practice whatever fearsome cosmic version of proctology is required nowadays.

Speaking of those eclipse glasses, I’m trying to figure out how to hawk mine on Ebay.  I doubt if I’ll be around to need them for another horror-evoking moon shadow, and they’ve only been used once, albeit for several minutes.  They’re in like-new condition, and If I can keep my kleptocaniac pup from stealing and eating them, they’d be easy enough to ship to a new user.  If someone would buy them now, they could avoid the panicked rush of the next end of the world, in which people would no doubt again find themselves groping about in another maelstrom of horror.  They could thus avoid extraneous pursuits such as trying to find glasses in the last few minutes of the earth’s existence once more.  It’s obviously much more profitable and spiritually rewarding to spend those moments poring through social media video menus for terror-inducing information such as the cicada invasion that was supposed to accompany this most recent termination of humanity.  As our Ozark farm darkened with the ominous and obvious conclusion of our earthy existence, I listened intently for the heart-stopping forest echoes that no doubt had scientists in a blind panic across the country, but as I’m old and kind of hard of hearing, I guess I missed it.

When end of the world events like that eclipse happen, people should always try to get plenty of video and record the sights and sounds, for there’s nothing like sitting around with the family later on in life sharing all the captured marvels of the most recent planetary ending. 

Hope y’all had a wonderful end of the world this time – maybe a better one next time!

MK