The Trump appeal
I oppose the Donald Trump candidacy.
This blog has repeatedly pointed out his deficiencies as a leader and a human being. Clearly, many disagree.
In his video commentary above, Bill Whittle explains the Trump appeal: he doesn’t care what anyone else thinks. He’s immune to the Thought Police on the left who have so effectively spread their PC culture to the media, to our entertainment, to our schools, to our workplaces, to our college campuses, and even into our churches.
Even more, says Whittle, Trump advances a consistent message, which he wears on his hat…
Read MoreThe Holy Family
Who would Jesus not vote for?
God sent man that little Baby 2000 years ago as an act of love. In His brief 33 years on this planet, Jesus reinforced the virtue of humility taught to Him by his Mother.
He was far more concerned with the lowly than the wealthy. He revered the humble at the same time that he challenged the prideful…
Read MoreThe most significant achievement
Politically-correct cronyism
At least these companies didn’t go broke. But they successfully suckered us for a nice chunk of change to set themselves up in non-energy businesses that produce stuff at a profit, something that green energy can’t do without massive subsidies.
If green energy is so good, let the greenies get their cash from private venture capitalists, not the taxpayers.
Read MoreThe Christmas message
A beautiful Christmas message from Ronald Reagan
Let’s turn the clock back some thirty years to hear the beautiful Christmas address of a president who loved Christ.
Ronald Reagan wasn’t afraid to call Jesus the Christ. He called a Christmas tree a Christmas tree, not a holiday tree. He gave no quarter to the politically-correct Thought Police who want to expunge Christianity from the public square once and for all.
Mr. Reagan’s words grow in their impact with each passing year. It is refreshing to hear a president celebrate the single, most important event in history when God became Man.
Merry Christmas.
Read MoreThe beauty of the Child
Why I believe in Santa Clause
One year, my sister and I concocted a scheme to catch Santa when he brought gifts to our house. We tied a string to his glass of milk (next to the plate of cookies we left for him) and strung it all the way to the upstairs where we slept and put a bell on the end. When Santa took a gulp of milk, the bell would ring and we would run down the stairs and confront our friend…
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