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Thoughts on riding the bus

December 21, 2017

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Salvaging democracy

December 17, 2017

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How to lose the fight for your existence

December 15, 2017

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Nerds with guns

Dear T-. My position on breeding is as follows: I'm for it. Not for everyone, but definitely for me, and ultimately in excess . I think this is the position most honest and healthy men have at heart; and the idea that everyone should have one wife is a nice idea and a safe idea -- but certainly not a fun idea. The problem with polygamy lies in what you'd do with the other men. You get one Solomon and 999 guys are left horny and angry and jealous -- and what do you do with the majority of your women? Sure they're all yours; but are they really? Do you really have the time to sweet-talk and caress all of them enough to make them really love you? And can you keep enough of an eye on them to bar them from the other 999 horn-dogs? Too much work if you ask me.

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For the love of God, stand up for yourselves!

Dear readers, How do you feel in the third week of black lives mattering? That is, now that your white friends and fellow churchgoers, parents and coworkers, siblings and grandparents, lovers and spouses, your friendly neighborhood policemen, your founding fathers and saints, your ancestors and your children have all been mercilessly kicked, slandered, threatened, in many cases surrounded and violently beaten -- now that the police who protect you in major cities have been defunded; now that your businesses have been looted; now that Merriam-Webster says it's impossible to be racist to white people ; now that you've been called names, made fun of all over Facebook and Twitter, told you're a problem because of your skin color; that you don't deserve what you have; that you're a robber and an oppressor; that you have it easier than millionaire celebrities like Don Lemon and Lebron James ; that the future doesn't belong to you; that no matter how many black square...

Our problem with the presidency

Dear M, Paul Johnson says, in his biography of Washington, that in 1789, the only monarch with powers as wide as the President's was the czar. All the other ones were hemmed in by regulations. Johnson doesn't go too far into detail about it; but why take his word when we can see it right in front of us? In the last eight years we found the President can put grown men into little girls' locker rooms; that he can pay enemy states hundreds of billions in ransom cash; that he can flood our states with millions of Africans and Middle-Easterners; that he can make or unmake the border at whim; that he can grant citizenship to illegal aliens; that he can pardon scores of drug dealers; that he can veto almost every bill; that he can station troops in any town; that he can put off the payment of payroll taxes; that he can effectively bribe the unemployed with hundreds of dollars a week; that he can bomb people in countries we're not at war with; that he can spy on the next pre...

A gun to our heads

Dear Hannah, My current position on bums is shifting from "downtrodden children of God" to "round 'em up and gas 'em" -- a change I blame on the city of Seattle. It used to be that the homeless were just a sore on the lip of society; but Seattle has taken the worst parables of Jesus and actually made a religion out of them, and now if you aren't willing to throw everything away for the bums you're an outcast and a heretic. That's why I loathe them like the prophets of Ba'al, and every panhandler to me represents not just a failure of chemicals in the brain, or a refusal to get his act together, or a crime spree in waiting or a drug habit in action, but a whole code of ethics I hate for its enforcement -- not even really the bum , but the thing that he stands for . A robbery in progress. Some smug liberal's ticket to heaven on my back. An endless tide of sermons with no actual payout, other than a fuzzy feeling and a fitting in wi...

Joe Rogan vs the Book of Genesis

Dear Hannah, People love to talk about Mother Nature, but they rarely capitalize on our being Her children. They never consider that maybe like everything else in the universe we're doing what She intended -- even in doing the things She never would have done without us. Even in destroying what we perceive to be natural. They call it the state of nature when we haven't done anything to change nature itself. They say that things are natural before we touch them and unnatural after we do. The birds make their nests out of twigs, and the twigs are considered natural when they're made into nests -- and only because the birds never think of doing anything else. A government, unlike an anthill, is considered alien; almost as if it was made out of spirits and miracles or mutants and toxins. A condo is a blemish and a hornet's nest a necessity. We recognize everything as natural except everything we do. We recognize everything as necessar...

The reactionary Hispanic

Dear T-, I was raised to think of myself as Hispanic, but in retrospect, I was trained to worship like a white man. My mother was from Honduras but she might as well have come from Mayberry. Back "home," our family history had been difficult. Lots of great people but even more hard times. People had been beaten up, tortured, gunned down, and kidnapped. One of my relatives had been shot in the streets. Another had been forcefully conscripted into the Honduran army. At the time fighting the guerillas was desperate, and the government was stealing random teens right off the streets, like kidnappers. He made it out, but lots of people didn't. To go to the theater or the billiard hall was to risk your whole life, and parents in the know advised their kids to stay away from them.

Don't they matter too much already?

Dear H, I believe that black lives matter -- but not if they belong to Black Lives Matter. They think they matter too much.

On finding a church

Dear M, I tend to have a problem with authority. Not generally with my boss (why argue with a paycheck?) or the police ( why end up in jail? ), but with anyone who tells me what to think. I could swallow anyone's opinion if the reasons behind it seem good, and in fact I do: it makes little difference to me when or where or who it comes from. But if I have to accept it based not on the delivery but on the delivery boy, I probably won't accept it. Not from my parents, not from a pastor, not from a President, and not from the Pope* -- although I might fake it if I have to .

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