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  DO you see these peanuts? Do you know what I could have done if I were a successful advertising copywriter with a few rhetorical tricks to get you to buy them for Christmas? I would have convinced you, with just a few words, that instead of possibly being made in a peanut sweatshop somewhere by people who have never heard of Virginia, they were roasted in an "artisanal" workshop.  I would evoke craftsmen in black aprons roasting nuts over a roaring fire. Once I used the words "artisanal" or "hand-picked," I would have you, and then could basically lather it up with the "sea salt," which would evoke images of yourself in the open air, instead of stuck in traffic or on the sofa, exhausted from the daily grind. The "bacon cheddar" flavoring -- possibly not made from much of anything from a pig or a cow, but in a laboratory  -- would be a problem. But I would use the word "small batch" before the "bacon cheddar." That would divert your attention from the "artificial flavors," which evokes smokestacks and people in labs. Words like "handcrafted" and "small batch" and "artisanal" unfailingly work in advertising even though large numbers of people basically realize they are shams. They work because everyone instinctively wants to live in an artisanal world. We were made for a "small batch" economy. We despise the conglomerization of everything, whether we know it or not. Some…

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THIS great performance of Pachelbel's classic, the Canon in D Major, by the Jean-Francois Paillard Chamber Orchestra is not Advent or Christmas music. But somehow it seems right for what I want to say. I dedicate this posting to all the readers who have supported me over the years and to those who have written to me, in agreement and non-agreement, and also to those whom I have had the pleasure of personally meeting. Every time I have met a reader of this blog, I have been encouraged. I always say to myself, "Wow, I must be doing something right because he (or she) is an interesting and thoughtful person -- warm and considerate too." You give me hope. As my friend Lawrence Auster said, "I'm glad to be living through the apocalypse with you." Thank you to all my supporters, especially those who have given during my latest fundraising campaign, which continues. I can assure you, all the readers of this site have a special place in  my prayers. That is a corny thing to say by the standards of our cool, tough world, but so be it. It's true.  

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KYLE writes:

The current attack on retro Christmas-time entertainment brings to mind all of the pop vocalists of the past who had five decade careers in radio, television and film yet today, we only hear them at Christmas time. The lasting legacy of some of America’s most iconic popular vocalists will likely be their Christmas recordings. Crooners like Crosby, Dean Martin, Perry Como, and Andy Williams hosted dozens of Christmas specials.

From the perspective of someone born in the 1980s, the America of these Christmas shows seems so remote. (more…)

  'THANK YOU' very much to the readers who sent donations in response to my latest fundraising campaign. I am grateful for your generosity. However, it is not over yet! I am looking for 100 readers to donate $25 today. Please consider a contribution. Donate via Paypal below, or write to me at thinkinghousewife@msn.com and I will send you a mailing address. Your support is greatly appreciated. If you read this blog regularly, or occasionally, and if it is worth the price of two movie tickets, a trip to a museum, the price of a decent paperback, or a week of take-out coffee, I hope you will donate. A reader sent a donation this weekend and wrote: I have read your blog for many years. I admire you for your truth and for your courage. I wish I had 10 percent of each. Another reader wrote: Your website means so much to me; it’s a haven of sanity, and wholesomeness,  in a world that is getting exponentially crazier and sicker by the day. Thank you so much for all you do! And thank you for your encouragement and generosity.               

EVIDENCE of rampant sexual abuse in pubic schools (or synagogues) never gains much traction in the media. Only stories, many of them never substantiated, of abuse in the Catholic Church count. See more at TheMedia Report.com.

  ADVENT is traditionally a time of fasting and penance. It's also a good time to consider the subject of gluttony. The sin of gluttony does not just involve eating too much food. It can also entail thinking too much about food or being too fastidious. You can usually find thin people who are gluttons in natural foods markets. Drinking to the point of inebriation is also a form of gluttony. A worthwhile sermon on the subject can be found here.

  WOULD you like a Christmas TV special wholesome enough for the whole family? This 1953 episode of the detective series Dragnet may fit the bill. I recommend it for families with children over the age of eight. (There's nothing salacious in it for younger children, but the topic of crime is not appropriate for them.) In this episode, detectives Joe Friday and Frank Smith investigate an important case on Christmas Eve in Los Angeles. The statue of the Baby Jesus has been stolen from the manger of a local church. They want to recover it by Christmas Day. The famously stone-faced Friday and Smith take the case so seriously that they devote the entire day to the investigation despite other pressing cases. I won't spoil it for you by revealing the results of their investigation, but I will tell you that the crime is happily solved. Note: * The politically incorrect banter about differences between the sexes * Acting that is so bad it is good * The Brooklyn accent of the Hispanic priest * The respectfulness of the two hard-boiled detectives * The joke about how priests and detectives would be out of business if there were no thieves * The bums at The Golden Dream Hotel who know the true meaning of Christmas Do you wonder why more shows like this are not made today? Catholics were a major, organized force for decency in movies and TV when this show was made.…

  SHE IS one of only two women in history conceived without sin. The other is Eve. She is the Immaculata, patroness of the United States, the Mother of humankind, the Queen of Heaven. She reigns with humility, tenderness and compassion. God willed from the beginning of time and the moment of her conception that she would crush the head of the serpent, the cause of Eve's downfall and the source of all evil. We honor and praise her Immaculate Conception today. May she help us through her intercessions to love our enemies, deliver us from our faults and embolden us in battle: Thou art the ark of salvation; the one creature unwrecked in the universal deluge; the white fleece filled with the dew of heaven, whilst the earth around is parched; the flame which the many waters could not quench; the lily blooming amidst thorns; the garden shut against the infernal serpent; the fountain sealed, whose limpid water was never ruffled; the house of the Lord, whereon His eyes were ever fixed, and into which nothing defiled could ever enter; the mystic city, of which such glorious things are said. We delight in telling all thy glorious titles, O Mary! for thou art our Mother, and we love thee, and the Mother's glory is the glory of her children. Cease not to bless and protect all those that honour thy immense privilege, O thou who wert conceived on this day!…

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  SHOES are everywhere -- not just because of common rudeness. This photo (above) of a Paris street near the Bataclan massacre is one of probably thousands of similar shoe pictures, allegedly photos of the shoes of the victims or those fleeing the event, that have appeared in the media after reported vehicle and gun massacres. Typically the shoes are Nikes. However, these shoes from the Las Vegas attack do not appear to be Nikes: Here in the San Bernardino attack, one of the atttackers allegedly -- and absurdly -- fell out of his (or was it her?) shoes: Oddly enough, human beings who are shot with modern weapons or struck by vehicles do not normally fly out of their shoes. People who are running away from danger do not typically sail out of their shoes though it does sometimes happen. (Check with police officers or rescue workers to verify this.) Why then are we so often shown pictures of empty shoes at the scenes of alleged terror attacks? These shoes are part of a code. The planners of these events are communicating with each other. If you would like to understand exactly why these shoes are there, and why photos of abandoned shoes (and sometimes still occupied shoes such as here and here) appear prominently in the media after these events, I highly recommend this interview with Ole Dammegard. (I'm sorry about the macabre photos but the truth is, they are probably every…

  WHEN out in the world, occasions may arise when we are tempted to give in to impatience with the almost incredible rise in bad manners. We should hold our temper, and remember that boors are made, not just born. Our ancestors would be astounded at the level of common incivility today, but bear in mind that many people have never been taught otherwise. My husband has a way of keeping his cool. When he comes across people on trains and in cafes who put their feet up on the furniture -- this is common practice today, he wants to go up to them and say, "Get your feet down now!" But he doesn't. It's just not a good idea. Instead he discreetly takes a snapshot of the offender. He has acquired extensive documentary proof that many people today think the world is their bedroom. You might say, they "have no boundaries." Here is a picture he took yesterday on a commuter train. This spoiled brat should have been tossed out the door and onto the platform, but most likely he will be leaving his footprints on walls throughout the region. These photos will never solve anything. But they are evidence, taken at the scene of the crime. And somehow that makes things better.

  A NOTE TO READERS: Almost every week, I receive requests from advertisers to place paid posts on this website. I never accept these offers. The income would not be very large, but more importantly, I'd like to preserve this small, out-of-the way space as an ad-free zone. Advertising makes it hard to think. And that is the purpose of this blog, to inspire you to persevere in the hard work of reflection, especially about the ideas and news stories you come across elsewhere. If I have helped you question an idea you took for granted, and headed you in the right direction, that is success. Talented writers make a living doing what they do at major publications. But there are things they don't dare question. This blog has been in existence for almost ten years. That is a remarkable fact given that it receives no significant financial backing. I am entirely independent from all who are pushing an agenda, and so are the others who write posts for this site. Many writers on the Internet use pseudonyms, often very weird ones. I write under my own name, and I take full responsibility, as hard as that may be, for what I say. People have gone to jail for some of the truths and opinions expressed here. I hope you will consider that. It has kept me awake once or twice! When you visit a museum, you may spend $25 to…

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  FROM The Wall Street Journal: Abortion is legal in most of Europe, but its proponents are bent on suppressing efforts to change the minds of mothers considering it. Witness France’s ban on a television commercial showing happy children with Down Syndrome (DS). Produced to commemorate World Down Syndrome Day, the commercial showed several cheerful children with DS addressing a mother considering abortion. “Dear future mom,” says one, “don’t be afraid.” “Your child will be able to do many things,” says another. “He’ll be able to hug you.” “He’ll be able to run toward you.” “He’ll be able to speak and tell you he loves you.” Read more here. So many women, with legal abortion used as eugenics, have lost the opportunity of a lifetime.