CHRISTOPHER BOLLYN writes here:

Jon Stewart (born Jonathan Stuart Leibowitz) became famous as the television comedian who hosted a satirical news program, called The Daily Show on Comedy Central. Recently, Stewart has been in the news speaking before the House Judiciary Committee to discuss reauthorizing the September 11th Victim Compensation Fund. At one point Stewart lashed out at the congressmen telling them:  “You should be ashamed of yourselves.”

His televised performance before the committee is clearly a dishonest effort by Stewart to claim the moral high ground in the sordid saga of 9/11.

Why do I say Stewart is being dishonest?

It is dishonest because the primary cause of the cancers and mortality among the first responders, the ultra-fine particles in the smoke that rose from the pile, is being ignored. The smoke that the first responders were exposed to for the first three months on the pile was laden with unprecedented amounts of toxic ultra-fine particles (i.e. nano-particles). Read More »

ON February 7, 2017 at an American Enterprise Institute event, Weekly Standard editor Bill Kristol said that since the white working class is doing so poorly, it should be replaced by “new Americans.” Read More »

“EVERY TIME you hear ‘gay pride this’ or ‘gay pride that,’ ask yourself how much money you’re earning because basically …. you’re earning a homosexual wage. What is a homosexual wage? That’s a wage for one person — and it’s a low wage for one person because the homosexual is so distracted with his passions that he can’t organize enough to get his wages raised…. What the [feminists, the previous proxy warriors] did was destroy the family wage, which was basically one man [earning] enough money to support a family. This is a fundamental, bedrock principal of the economy. I don’t care where you went to school, I don’t care if you got a Ph.D. from Harvard, if you don’t understand this you don’t understand economics.”

—- E. Michael Jones

In addition to the video above, here’s another example of a major bank promoting homosexuality — in this case, homosexual ranchers.

From the moment he first interviewed to become a stagecoach driver for Wells Fargo in the late 1990s, Michael Wakefield felt comfortable and included within the company.

“Being gay has never been a problem, and I can be open about it,” Wakefield said. “If I go to a town and talk to a bank manager, I’m open about the fact that I’m gay, and it’s not a problem. I am who I am.”

Today, more than two decades later, he remains a stagecoach driver for Wells Fargo’s Stagecoach Experiences program.

OVER the years, as whites have worked to defend themselves against the charge of “racism,” they have validated this slur by giving it greater importance than it deserves, and thereby helped to institutionalize it as the world’s greatest “sin.” As to genuine sin, harboring negative thoughts concerning some group is much further down the list of human deficiencies than bombing Hiroshima, Nagasaki, Dresden and Hamburg, or hacking to death with machetes the men, women and children of an enemy tribe. Now, those are sins! Seeking to force “diversity” down the throats of an unreceptive segment of society is the religious mission of rabid, agenda-driven ideologues. None of this apparent concern for “social justice” has ever been about virtue. It’s about power.

— Elizabeth Wright, deceased black columnist

ATILA Sinke Guimarães examines the reasons why God is referred to as masculine, even though He is neither man nor woman:

The nature of God is spiritual. He is a pure spirit and, as such, has no sex, since this is a characteristic of living material beings turned toward the perpetuation of the species. Thus both sexes are reflected in God and should be considered made in the image and likeness of Him. However, it is not correct that God can be symbolized equally by man or woman. 

In the man the image and likeness of God is properly expressed, but in the woman this exists to the measure in which she participates in the very plenitude of the man. The woman was created for the man – to be spouse, mother, or daughter – while the man was created to rule the material universe, to govern his equals and, in this way, to serve and glorify God. Therefore, the man is, from this aspect, the proper symbol of God, while the woman is the symbol by participation. Therefore, it is inadequate to refer to God as woman. 

All this is pretty outrageous, from a feminist point of view.

That’s because feminism is an Inferiority Complex. Feminism is motivated by weakness, femininity by strength.

CAPITALISM and Communism work together to create a one-world government.

“THE DIFFERENCE between the effect produced on the mind by thinking for oneself and that produced by reading is incredibly great; and thus it is for ever increasing the original disparity between minds, by virtue whereof we are driven to the one or to the other. Thus reading forces on the mind ideas that are as foreign and heterogeneous to the tendency and mood it has at the moment, as is the seal to the wax whereon it impresses its stamp. Thus the mind is totally compelled from without to think first of one thing and then of another, for which it has absolutely no inclination or disposition. When, on the other hand, a man thinks for himself, his mind follows its own natural impulse, as this has been more specifically determined for the moment either by external environment or by some recollection. Thus the environment of intuitive perception does not impress on the mind one definite idea as does reading, but gives it merely the material and the occasion to think what is in accordance with its nature and present disposition. Therefore the mind is deprived of all its elasticity by much reading as is a spring when a weight is continually applied to it; and the surest way not to have thoughts of our own is for us at once to take up a book when we have a moment to spare. This practice is the reason why erudition makes most men more stupid and simple than they are by nature and also deprives their literary careers of every success. As Pope says, they remain: For ever reading, never to be read. [The Dunciad, ш. 193-4.]

— Arthur Schopenhauer, Parega and Paralipomena: Short Philosophical Essays (1851) Chapter XXII On Thinking for Oneself

FRANK BRUNI of The New York Times writes:

“Pete and Chasten Buttigieg celebrated their first wedding anniversary on Sunday. You know this if you’re among Pete’s roughly 1.1 million Twitter followers or Chasten’s 340,000, because they traded sweetly effusive missives, as they frequently do.

Pete gushed: “One year ago I married the love of my life. I’m so thankful I found you, Chasten, and can’t wait to spend the rest of our life together.” Chasten posted pictures of the two of them with their arms around each other, which he introduced by writing that he was on his way “to find this cute guy on the trail. Can’t believe it’s been one year.”

The Anti-New York Times responds (indelicate language warning!): Read More »

IN recognition of Pride Month, here is an interesting piece about The Last Closet: The Dark Side of Avalon, a book by Moira Greyland, who was raised by a lesbian mother and homosexual father.

“Every single child of gay parents with whom I spoke had certain things in common,” she writes in The Last Closet. “Those with only same-sex parents in the home ached for their missing parent and longed for a real father, and nearly all of us had been sexualized far too young.”

A READER WRITES:

Have you seen the  “formal” photograph of the new six-week old royal grandchild?

I hate to malign a new baby, but look at his creepy dark eyes and no full view to give balance to his infant face, and often babies’ photos are of them smiling or looking contented at least. He looks like what a milder variation of “Rosemary’s Baby” might have looked like. And he has really big hands for such a new baby, and it’s not just the camera angle. The infant has his mouth deliberately covered in an occult manner to suggest a secret is being covered.

Meghan Markle strangely hid “Archie” from view behind blankets for an unusually long time. It is out in the open that Harry is into the occult,  Meghan’s sister is also an occult practitioner, so it will have rubbed off on to her. These God-rejecting stooges will drag their infant child into it.

These are really weird and creepy people.

DEAREST St. Joseph, Mirror of Patience and Terror of Demons, whose strength is ever masked by a cloak of silence and profound humility, pray for our earthly fathers.

Pray, we beseech you, for fatherhood in this troubled world.

ALAN writes:

It was probably in 1974 when Tom and I met in a meeting room of some bank in St. Louis County. We were not bankers, but we belonged to a discussion group that held monthly meetings there.

We were ordinary citizens who held a common interest in the night sky, the science of astronomy, and the controversy about reports of strange objects in the sky made by seemingly-reliable people like police officers and airline pilots. One man in the group had been a policeman years earlier, and others were engineers, photographers, businessmen, housewives, and amateur astronomers.

We presented lectures, reviewed books, held a picnic every summer, and learned aircraft identification procedures. In May 1975, Tom and I and other members worked as volunteers at a lecture given by a physics professor in Washington University’s Graham Chapel.

In the mid-1970s, we took part in late-night sky-watches in the small town of Pacific, Missouri, far from the lights of big cities. On some of those nights I rode with Tom in his car. We usually stopped in south St. Louis County to pick up a bag of White Castle hamburgers (also known as “belly bombers”) to sustain us throughout an evening of sky-watching.

We never saw anything inexplicable in the night sky, but we became expert observers and acquired experience in how to investigate and evaluate accounts of such incidents. I saw Tom at many meetings and we always talked and exchanged news. Read More »

Dad’s Coming! Winslow Homer (1873)

HAPPY FATHER’S DAY! To be a good father takes courage, hard work, perseverance, humility, patience, and fortitude. My warmest wishes to all fathers today. I hope you are surrounded by gratitude and appreciation.

All the hard work of fatherhood is better than the alternative. I think of all those men who have not reached their potential as fathers, who could have had children or had many more. If only more of them would have the courage to speak of their sadness and be open about the personal costs of the Sexual Revolution.

I spoke with a father who is my neighbor earlier this week. He looked sad and emaciated. He is 81 years old and lives alone. His wife has lived separately from him for decades. He told me he has not been able to function well in recent months. The doctors say he is in fine health. “I think the loneliness finally got to me,” he said.

Fatherhood demands a special kind of humility. It took humility to admit he had been defeated.

The most important institution — fatherhood — is often the least celebrated. The deference and respect that is due to men as the head of their homes has undergone ceaseless attack. May God help us celebrate our fathers, but also restore what has been lost.

FROM the essay “The Decline of Controversy” by Bishop Fulton Sheen (1895-1979), which can be read in its entirety here:

Once there were lost islands, but most of them have been found; once there were lost causes, but many of them have been retrieved; but there is one lost art that has not been definitely recovered, and without which no civilization can long survive, and that is the art of controversy. The hardest thing to find in the world today is an argument. Because so few are thinking, naturally there are found but few to argue. There is prejudice in abundance and sentiment too, for these things are born of enthusiasms without the pain of labor. Thinking, on the contrary, is a difficult task; it is the hardest work a man can do—that is perhaps why so few indulge in it. Thought-saving devices have been invented that rival laborsaving devices in their ingenuity. Fine-sounding phrases like “Life is bigger than logic” or “Progress is the spirit of the age” go rattling by us like express trains, carrying the burden of those who are too lazy to think for themselves. Read More »

WHEN I STOPPED IN a nearby supermarket today to get a few things, I asked a clerk who was working in front of the frozen fish case, “Do you know where the flour tortillas are?”

He said yes, and got up from the floor where he was kneeling. I told him he didn’t need to take me there, he could just tell me where they were, but he was off and bounding — with a slight limp — toward aisle 11.

Normally I would know where things are, but I hardly ever go to that store because it’s a little out of the way.

“They’re right down there in the middle of the aisle,” he pointed, but then he followed me to the place.

“See there they are. You can also get taco shells here,” he showed me with obvious pride and enthusiasm, as if he was a tour guide in a museum. “And here is the taco mix and the shells in one box. And here are …”

I interrupted him: “Wow, you know a lot about the things in this store!”

He beamed. “Yes, I do.” Read More »

A QUESTION addressed to investigative journalist Christopher Bollyn:

Latest Question: What do you think of the Lawyers Committee for 9/11 Truth (link below) and their chances of success regarding their petition for a federal grand jury investigation into the 9/11 crimes, and their lawsuit against the FBI? Do you think Trump (if he has any say) will allow these efforts to go forward honestly and objectively?

https://www.lawyerscommitteefor9-11inquiry.org/ Read More »

Diamond polishing

“A DIAMOND, carefully cut and perfectly polished, sparkles and shines in the sun with exceeding brilliancy. It not only reflects the light, but also absorbs it into itself, so as to shine even in the dark with the light it has absorbed. It actually becomes, as it were, a little sun, shining with its own light. It is thus become a partaker of the sun’s nature, while it retains its own peculiar diamond nature and individuality. This is an image of what takes place in the Beatific Vision. While the soul was in this world, God had polished her by the sacraments and by sufferings; and now that she is in His presence, and sees Him as He is, she shines and sparkles in His light with unspeakable splendor. She reflects and absorbs the divine light and beauty of God. She is like God, because she sees Him as He is; she is made a partaker of the divine nature, while she retains her own human nature and personal identity.

“…. But remember, too, that God, who created you without your cooperation, will not save you without it. He will never polish your soul into a jewel fit for Heaven in spite of yourself. You must, therefore, cooperate with Him, and do His holy will in all things. However painful may be the trials He sends you, they are all so many strokes to take away some roughness or deformity which would prevent your soul from being perfectly like Him.”

— The Happiness of Heaven, Fr. J. Boudreau, S.J. (Tan Books, 1984)

The Cornfield, John Constable

THE ROLLING ENGLISH ROAD
—- G. K. Chesterton

Before the Roman came to Rye or out to Severn strode,
The rolling English drunkard made the rolling English road.
A reeling road, a rolling road, that rambles round the shire,
And after him the parson ran, the sexton and the squire;
A merry road, a mazy road, and such as we did tread
The night we went to Birmingham by way of Beachy Head.

I knew no harm of Bonaparte and plenty of the Squire,
And for to fight the Frenchman I did not much desire;
But I did bash their baggonets because they came arrayed
To straighten out the crooked road an English drunkard made,
Where you and I went down the lane with ale-mugs in our hands,
The night we went to Glastonbury by way of Goodwin Sands.

His sins they were forgiven him; or why do flowers run
Behind him; and the hedges all strengthening in the sun?
The wild thing went from left to right and knew not which was which,
But the wild rose was above him when they found him in the ditch.
God pardon us, nor harden us; we did not see so clear
The night we went to Bannockburn by way of Brighton Pier.

My friends, we will not go again or ape an ancient rage,
Or stretch the folly of our youth to be the shame of age,
But walk with clearer eyes and ears this path that wandereth,
And see undrugged in evening light the decent inn of death;
For there is good news yet to hear and fine things to be seen,
Before we go to Paradise by way of Kensal Green.