I’ve long appreciated the arts, encouraging my students to broaden their horizons and discover the best mankind can produce. Michaelangelo, Raphael, Da Vinci, the Dutch masters, people who produced timeless beauty, masterworks for all time. Portraits of our presidents are not, for the most part, in that league, but they have encompassed a kind of dignity befitting the office, a preservation of consequential men for the ages. Until now.
Evil exists. Evil is not an inanimate object. It is not a gun, not even an AR-15 or similar semi automatic rifle (there is no such thing as an “assault weapon”). It cannot be deterred, banished or eliminated by a policy or law. It has always been with us, and until the Almighty locks it away, always will be.
It was the Democrat Party that removed all mention of God from its party platform in 2012:
The word ‘God’ is nowhere to be found in the Democratic national platform this year, an omission Republicans have seized upon as a failure of their opponents to appreciate the divine’s place in American history.
GOP vice presidential nominee Paul Ryan took to the airwaves Wednesday (Sept. 5) to blast the change from the Democrats’ 2008 platform. ‘I guess I would just put the onus and the burden on them to explain why they did all this, these purges of God,’ Ryan said on ‘Fox & Friends.’
Ryan also attacked the Democratic platform’s failure to affirm Jerusalem as the capital of Israel, an issue important to some American Jews and conservative Christians.
You have, I’m sure, gentle readers, noticed the tendency of progressives to embrace communists and any other sort of despot. The more anti-American and homicidal/genocidal, particularly if their genocidal tendencies are directed against Israel, the more likely leftists are to be their fellow travelers, their useful idiots. They resist to the death a lawfully elected American President, and drool all over the Deputy Goon for North Korean Propaganda and Agitation. No American President prior to Barack Obama had so blatantly demonstrated this tendency, and the Democrats’s media/propaganda arm, as always, has documented the left’s latest dictator crush. Currently, they’re absolutely enthralled by Kim Yo Jung, the North Korean homicidal dictator’s younger sister. The Daily Caller reports:
“Amateurs discuss tactics; professionals discuss logistics,” goes the old military aphorism. What is actually meant is “neophytes” rather than “amateurs.” Neophytes are beginners or the inexperienced. An amateur is someone that does it because they love it. I am, for the most part, an amateur firearm instructor because I do not make my living from that pursuit, but in terms of training and experience, might be considered a professional by most. Language nitpicking aside, the point of the aphorism is one wins wars by ensuring war fighters not only arrive at the right places at the right times, but have all of the equipment, ordinance and support they need to fight and win. In the latter stages of WWII Germany lost—in part–because it could not provide fuel for its tanks and ammunition and support for its troops. Logistics matter.
In June of 2013, I wrote A Word By Any Other Name Would Enrage As Sweet-ly, an article about those that would ban Mark Twain’s Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, a book many on the left and right–but particularly the left–constantly try to ban. Failing that, a college Eng,ish professor tookt he liberty of rewriting Huck Finn, replacing “nigger” and “Injun” throughout the book with “slave.” An English professor did that. I also spoke about the spillover, which has caused the more simple and literally minded to try to ban, and punish anyone that uses, the word “niggardly,” which has a Scandinavian origin and means “stingy” or “cheap.”
Director: Denis Villeneuve
Writers: Hampton Fancher and Michael Green
Ryan Gosling: K
Robin Wright: Lt. Joshi
Jared Leto: Niander Wallace
Sylvia Hoeks: Luv
Mackenzie Davis: Mariette
Ana de Armas: Joi
Dave Baurtita: Sapper Morton
Carla Juri: Dr. Ana Stelline
I’ve always been involved in the arts. I got the performance bug early, and I’ve graced countless stages, striding the boards. Ah, the roar of the greasepaint, the smell of the crowd! I vividly remember auditioning for parts in plays, and being relatively secure in the knowledge I’d be picked for any male lead that required a tenor, as I was, if not the best around, at least the loudest and least afraid of embarrassing myself. But I also remember the anxiety of my peers that were not picked for the leading roles they wanted, or any roles, for that matter. But that’s part of life. We understood it, dealt with it, worked harder, and moved on. Of course, we didn’t have to deal with political correctness back in the 1400s…
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