OLE DAMMEGÅRD does an outstanding job explaining fake terror attacks, including fake mass shootings (such as the one in Thousand Oaks, California last week), fake bombings, fake car attacks, and fake stabbings. He looks at many incidents here, in Europe and Australia, and describes the working template for these events. Skip the very beginning and start at minute 7:50 in this video lecture. Persevere until the end and you will find out about some of the alleged corporate players in this global theater. This is a difficult subject. It is not for the faint of heart but then neither are fake atrocities for the faint of heart. Would you rather be upset by this knowledge of clever deception or upset by scary events? Please remember that being emotionally manipulated by false reports is also very difficult. Ultimately, this is good news, liberating news. Arm yourself with knowledge so that you can spot the next hoax or false flag. 

KYLE writes:

Bleak House, Charles Dickens’ epic serialized tale was published in book form in 1853 and the story featured a large cast of characters. In the fourth chapter, “Telescopic Philanthropy”, readers meet one of its most interesting figures, Mrs. Jellyby who in her London home is organizing a project in Africa she refers to as the “Boorioboola-Gha venture.” She envisions a missionary effort to resettle impoverished Britons among African natives. The Britons will support themselves by teaching Africans how to grow coffee beans. In her imagination this would solve the inequality between the races and elevate the living standards of everyone involved.

In the opening paragraphs, Mr. Kenge, a Chancery lawyer, provides the reader a character profile of Mrs. Jellyby:

“[Mrs. Jellyby] is  a  lady  of  very remarkable  strength  of  character  who  devotes  herself  entirely to the public. She has devoted herself to an extensive variety  of  public  subjects  at  various  times  and  is  at  present (until something else attracts her) devoted to the subject of Africa, with a view to the general cultivation of the coffee berry—AND the natives—and the happy settlement, on the banks of the African rivers, of our superabundant home population.” 

Dickens, C. (2018). Bleak House. [ebook] Planet eBook, p.56.

The narrator of the story, Esther, is riding in a horse carriage passing by the Jellyby home when she notices a child with his head caught between two iron railing bars on an upper-level balcony. After stopping the carriage to assist the child, she realizes that he is filthy, hot and scared — and his parents are nowhere to be found. After helping the child, she realizes that the mother, Mrs. Jellyby, is in the house, but entirely absent in her duties of caring for the children. Another scene describes one of her children falling down a flight of stairs, bumping his head on each step on the way down.

“Mrs. Jellyby, whose face reflected none of the uneasiness which  we  could  not  help  showing  in  our  own  faces  as  the dear child’s head recorded its passage with a bump on every stair—Richard  afterwards  said  he  counted  seven,  besides one  for  the  landing—received  us  with  perfect  equanimity. She  was  a  pretty,  very  diminutive,  plump  woman  of  from forty  to  fifty,  with  handsome  eyes,  though  they  had  a  curious  habit  of  seeming  to  look  a  long  way  off.  As  if—I  am quoting Richard again—they could see nothing nearer than Africa!“

Dickens, C. (2018). Bleak House. [ebook] Planet eBook, p.60. (more…)

FÁTIMA M. writes:

I’ve been reading your blog between yesterday and today and find it very profound, also stereotype-breaking.

I would like to ask you a question concerning your post about male and female attributes.

How can one be sure that those characteristics aren’t a product of what society expects from people (male and female), so that survival is easier for the person? If that were the case, an attribute wouldn’t necessarily be ‘masculine’ or ‘feminine’ inherently, but everyone could have the potential to develop any of those, since today, survival is easier in terms of finding food and shelter and evolution is happening quite different from before. (more…)

WORLD leaders gathered in Paris to commemorate the World War I armistice, and enjoyed some traditional European music. (more…)

  THIS piece by the composer John Williams was written for the movie The Patriot,  a film which I have never seen and will probably never see. This music, performed here so beautifully by the U.S. Air Force Heritage of America Band, expresses to me the hopefulness of patriotic America at its best, and I post it today on Veterans' Day in respectful memory of all those who have died fighting in wars, but also that it may inspire you to believe that this country can someday embrace true freedom, something it has never truly possessed. True freedom is the freedom to follow God's will as the creatures we are. Patriotism is a love of this distinctive search for nobility.

“ANONAMOUSE” writes:

Well, someone had his phone at the ready [in Thousand Hoax, California]. We’re supposed to believe the mass killer posted on Instagram whilst shooting his victims.

Also not to be missed — the grieving Christine Leinonen-esque mother.

This is becoming tedious, and I don’t really know what to think anymore.

Laura writes:

Please send her your prayers and thoughts. (more…)

ALAN writes:

This photograph was taken in 1950 by Philip J. Hasser for a magazine published in St. Louis. It shows a savvy customer at Ed’s Ice Cream Parlor on Chippewa Street in south St. Louis.

Observe the metaphysical essence in this photograph: The little girl grasping the cup in anticipation of a delicious treat, handed to her by a Catholic high school student who worked there; the dress on the girl and the blouse and skirt on the woman at left, perhaps her mother (no pants, no blue jeans); and the cleanliness of the storefront.  And then imagine the metaphysical setting—the context of cultural rules, standards, and manners—within which countless scenes like this one were once common in American towns and cities.

A woman who grew up one block from there in the 1930s-‘40s wrote:

 “Ed’s Ice Cream Parlor was ‘the’ place to go after a movie or a date.  It was home-made ice cream and 5 cents for a large scoop.  The sodas and sundaes were delicious….  These memories are very vivid to me and I feel very fortunate to have been a child in those less stressful times.”

                       [Louise Workman McDonald, Letter to the Editor, South Side Journal, Jan. 23, 2000]

From 1958 to 1962, I lived within walking distance from the corner where that ice cream parlor had been.  A small movie house was across the street from Ed’s Confectionary (he lived upstairs).  Another movie house was two blocks away. People did not drive to those places; they walked there.  Another ice cream parlor was four blocks away. A store that sold electric trains was one block away (the owner lived upstairs). There were barbershops and corner taverns along Chippewa Street. (more…)

  REST YOUR weary mind with French composer Gabriel Fauré's Pavane (1845-1924), which evokes the Spanish court dance of the same name.

MANY of the commenters on Youtube are suspicious of this report about an alleged shooting at a bar in Thousand Oaks, California. Isn’t it nice to see that many people have caught on? They note that the two women in a pink blanket seem like actors. Judge for yourself. One of them managed to count the number of shots (18-20) in the rounds of the semi-automatic weapon while she was supposedly standing in the crowd under heavy gunfire. She also says “they” were throwing smoke bombs during the shooting. Who is the “they?” The women appear to be almost laughing.

Here is another report from CBS. Many commenters are not buying the strangely calm reaction and very specific details of these alleged heroes. These two will never get a crisis actor award. They’re the bottom of the barrel. No tears, no bodies. No “utter chaos.” The cell phone cameras that are everywhere in America manage to miraculously disappear when it comes to mass shootings. Another day, another psy-op.

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GAVIN NEWSOM, the newly elected governor of California, helped his mother commit suicide in 2002. The story was initially reported by The New Yorker, which interviewed Newsom about it, and most recently by National Review. His mother was suffering from breast cancer and her son was apparently not enthusiastic about caring for her. According to The New Yorker:

Newsom’s sister, Hilary, said that when their mother had breast cancer, in her fifties, he was difficult to reach. “Gavin had trouble explaining to me how hard for him it was to be with her when she was dying, and I had trouble explaining to him how much I needed him,” she said. “Back then, he seemed like the kind of guy who would never change a diaper.”

In May, 2002, his mother decided to end her life through assisted suicide. Newsom recalled, “She left me a message, because I was too busy: ‘Hope you’re well. Next Wednesday will be the last day for me. Hope you can make it.’

I saved the cassette with the message on it, that’s how sick I am.” He crossed his arms and jammed his hands into his armpits. “I have P.T.S.D., and this is bringing it all back,” he said. “The night before we gave her the drugs, I cooked her dinner, hard-boiled eggs, and she told me, ‘Get out of politics.’ She was worried about the stress on me.”

Newsom, who claims to be Catholic (but not in “an indoctrinated way,”) supports abortion, same-sex “marriage” and physician-assisted suicide  murder. At the time of his mother’s death in San Francisco, assisted suicide was a felony. Newsom’s parents divorced when he was two. He also is divorced, and has “remarried.” (more…)

SOME analysis from Michael Hoffman: Here (below) we reprint two brief analyses of the election. The first, by Gerald Seib, demonstrates that the nation, despite the mass media being biased against the GOP with a malice seldom witnessed since the days of yellow journalism, did not abandon or repudiate Trump. The base stood by him despite a hellstorm of media calumny and the Deep State’s last inning “October surprise” in the form of the dreadful Pittsburg synagogue massacre, and fake “mail bombs” sent to Democrats. The second takeaway is from the New York Times and shows the degree to which the Democrats are depending on the replacement of us with a population transfer from the Third World in order to gain power. We conclude with a few ominous words from Patrick J. Buchanan illuminating an unstated fact — that in the final analysis it may be true that what killed our American dream was our collective refusal to have the three children per couple that is the bare minimum necessary to continue our existence as a people. The fault is ours. No politician, including Trump, has placed the blame where it truly belongs.[cont.] Mr, Hoffman has made an especially good point in the last paragraph. If Americans had continued to have children and not embraced the mortal sin of contraception, we would not face this disaster because open borders would have been rejected in the early stages.

We believe that there is a place called purgatory, in which the souls who depart this life without being perfectly cleansed from all imperfections are detained and must suffer until they have fully satisfied the justice of God. This faith is founded upon Scripture, tradition, and reason.  Read more here.

“GRATEFUL READER” writes:

“Catharsis on the Mall–Waking from the American Dream” is a public event that will take place on the National Mall in Washington, D.C. this upcoming Veteran’s Day Weekend. The event appears to be three days of resentment, pornography, yoga, other occult activities and scapegoating, with “Avant-Garde art,” a “Graphic Sex Project,” a “Healing Earth Altar” and the burning of an enormous, lifelike statue of a naked woman.

It’s an annual “quasi-religious retreat… in the spirit of communal and individual healing.” Beware the web-page photographs, some are ghastly. Read more here. (more…)

  IF democracy is so great, how come politicians don't talk about some of the most important issues? Here's a documentary that I hope will keep you balanced on Election Day. If voting really made a difference, it would be illegal.

JOHN TAYLOR GATTO, the public school teacher who waged war against public schools, died at the age of 82 on October, 25, 2018.

I enjoyed Gatto’s writings when I discovered them many years ago, especially his books, Weapons of Mass Instruction and Dumbing Us Down: The Hidden Agenda of Compulsory Schooling.

This is an excerpt from his essay, “Against School:”

I taught for thirty years in some of the worst schools in Manhattan, and in some of the best, and during that time I became an expert in boredom. Boredom was everywhere in my world, and if you asked the kids, as I often did, why they felt so bored, they always gave the same answers: They said the work was stupid, that it made no sense, that they already knew it. They said they wanted to be doing something real, not just sitting around. They said teachers didn’t seem to know much about their subjects and clearly weren’t interested in learning more. And the kids were right: their teachers were every bit as bored as they were. (more…)

ALAN writes:

I would suggest….that Western society today [ 1973 ], deluded into complacency by its technological sophistication and neglectful of the things of the spirit, is in the condition of a blind man tottering precariously on the edge of a cliff:  In such a situation, it is wisdom itself to counsel an immediate halt, then a step backward….

“Great literature is that which over centuries has sustained and elevated….  Such art involves a prodigious effort and concentration on the part of its creator and demands a cultivated response from its audience.  As such it is exclusive, in terms of both those who create it and those who can appreciate it.  It necessarily constitutes a minority culture and is therefore to be detested and feared by most contemporary artists and writers, with their egalitarian aims and allegiance, reinforced by the financial rewards of catering to an undiscriminating mass market…..

— Professor Duncan Williams, “The Liberty of Privacy,” National Review, Dec. 21, 1973, p. 1408

Imagine what he would say if he were here today and could see the extent to which modern Americans have ignored his thoughtful and sensible advice. (more…)

HALLOWEEN offers a vision of the damned. The Feast of All Saints offers a vision of heaven.

O Christ, Thy guilty people spare!
Lo, bending at Thy gracious throne,
Thy Virgin Mother pours her prayer,
Imploring pardon for her own.

Ye Angels, happy evermore!
Who in your circles nine ascend,
As ye have guarded us before,
So still from harm our steps defend.

Ye Prophets and Apostles high!
Behold our penitential tears;
And plead for us when death is nigh,
And our all-searching Judge appears.

Ye Martyrs all! a purple band,
And Confessors, a white-robed train;
Oh, call us to our native land,
From this our exile, back again. (more…)

FROM The Anti-New York Times:

What … “The Editorial Board” of The Anti-New York Times would like to specifically address in today’s rebuttal is the use of the word “stuns” in the headline — “Growing Anti-Semitism Stuns American Jews.” And we truly do believe that many of the self-chosenites are indeed “stunned.” (more…)