1 October 2020

There were two debates on yesterday. In the first, Trump handily disposed of Biden. He refused to play along to the narrative of the left. The local press are playing gotcha — as did Chris Walace — saying you must deny those who we call white supremacists. Who are lawyered up, ready to sue, and demanding apologies from Biden and his pressitutes. Sometimes lawyers, like raccoons, are useful punishment for a feral fourth estate.

Screenshot_2020-10-01 Trained by Trump Raccoons ATTACK journalists at White House (PHOTOS)

I’ve never seen a raccoon outside of a zoo myself, so I have no idea what they are really like, but I am given to understand by my Southron readers that they are a flaming nuisance and deserve little better than to be shot on sight. Or are they talking about possums? I never could quite tell.

Anyway, I wholeheartedly approve of the fact that the Imperial Palace is evidently guarded by attack raccoons trained to fend off the never-to-be-sufficiently-cursed whorenalists of the lying (((media))). Honestly, given their sheer mendacity, stupidity, and downright evil actions at this point, I’m shocked that the God-Emperor even bothers talking with them anymore.

In other news, Helen Reddy died of dementia. Mot strong, not beautiful, and not certain of anything. Narcissism has a lonely end game.

Screenshot_2020-10-01 Catallaxy Files

The philosophy of Reddy’s anthem – such as it is – does indeed encapsulate the narcissism and the selfishness of 1970s feminism. She nailed that. Thrice married and thrice divorced, Reddy once claimed that she wrote I Am Woman because women had never before been given a voice in song. They hadn’t roared, as it were. If true – which it isn’t – that would be because they were busy ensuring their families, their marriages, their societies and their embryos were invincible – or as invincible as they could be. Their song is civilisation itself and much of the nihilistic noise now overwhelming it comes from – guess who? – feminists.

The second debate was between Ardern and Collins. It was not as chaotic as Trump,but there was one comment that stood out for me. Collins claimed to be a Christian and a Feminist, She said many good things, but I think feminism comes from the put. It has been a vector to us being no longer protected, fertile, and happy. The destruction of our nation as been called good, and any attempt to restore it — as Ardern accused Collins last night — as something old fashioned, unobtainable, and without merit.

Ardern took the ticket. She does not account for God. The Psalmist was wiser.

Psalm 80:7-15

7 O God of hosts, restore us
And cause Your face to shine upon us, and we will be saved.

8 You removed a vine from Egypt;
You drove out the nations and planted it.
9 You cleared the ground before it,
And it took deep root and filled the land.
10 The mountains were covered with its shadow,
And the cedars of God with its boughs.
11 It was sending out its branches to the sea
And its shoots to the River.
12 Why have You broken down its hedges,
So that all who pass that way pick its fruit?
13 A boar from the forest eats it away
And whatever moves in the field feeds on it.

14 O God of hosts, turn again now, we beseech You;
Look down from heaven and see, and take care of this vine,
15 Even the shoot which Your right hand has planted,
And on the son whom You have strengthened for Yourself.

The world wants to tell us how to be of Christ. They do it two ways: the first is that they weaponise their versions of the virtues in such a way that they cannot be criticized and that we spend out time pandering to the whims of society and not to God. In particular, they demand that we do not judge: they, however, are judgy to the point of removing people from jobs and damning them without any pretense of trial or defense.

The second is that they want us to fall into the pagan trap of asteticisk. Your spiritual practices: your yoga, your meditation, your matrial arts will not stop your greed, your envy or (particularly) your lust. They may, instead, inflame them.

We are not to obey man.

Colossians 2:16-23

16 Therefore no one is to act as your judge in regard to food or drink or in respect to a festival or a new moon or a Sabbath day— 17 things which are a mere shadow of what is to come; but the substance belongs to Christ. 18 Let no one keep defrauding you of your prize by delighting in self-abasement and the worship of the angels, taking his stand on visions he has seen, inflated without cause by his fleshly mind, 19 and not holding fast to the head, from whom the entire body, being supplied and held together by the joints and ligaments, grows with a growth which is from God.

20 If you have died with Christ to the elementary principles of the world, why, as if you were living in the world, do you submit yourself to decrees, such as, 21 “Do not handle, do not taste, do not touch!” 22 (which all refer to things destined to perish with use)—in accordance with the commandments and teachings of men? 23 These are matters which have, to be sure, the appearance of wisdom in self-made religion and self-abasement and severe treatment of the body, but are of no value against fleshly indulgence.

Christ called himself the vine, and us the branches. Restoration is being regrated onto him. It is nothing to do with us, but is from God.

We need to pray for such. Not only for ourselves, but that our society again takes its rule from the law of God, written within us as well as written in the word of God, and not on the sophists, lawyers and politicians who will always defend their position to the end.

Or the vine will wither, and destruction will follow. Our current leaders appear virtuous, but Collins was honest when she said that if a politician says they do not want to be on the cover of Vogue they are lying. These people are driven by a need for adulation and power.

Do not be like them.

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William S
6 months ago

The ‘I Am Woman’ woman is gone?

Not sad.

I’m trying to be nicer than I have been in the past, so I’ll say no more.