Oh brother, another marriage gone down the tubes.

The marital house sold, the ex-wife had to move - between the mortgage, and buying out her ex-husband's half.  Staying wasn't an option.  If there are kids below the age of 18, the ex-husband, of course, will have to pay child support - and cry into the internet, an agnes flood's worth.  However, he'll be able to add to his personal/sick leave balance.  He won't be doing the chauffeur shuffle.  Meanwhile, the other divorced-shattered half, won't have the peace of mind which a reasonably healthy leave balance affords - if one of the kids happens to sneeze in school or daycare...  Guess who ends up slogging it off to the office, dragging the tail end of a flu - for the next week.  (Going to work half sick, inhales 😞 )

Oh, and employers aren't always overjoyed at receiving unplanned call-offs; so, guess who might not get the promotion.  And guess who's retirement will be less, as a result; guess who will have less saved for later years, and will have to continue swimming in the shark tank? When you get into your late 60s... well, for one thing, the b.s. meter is prone to go off; there are times, when that alarm is better stifled.

Red pill math doesn't factor long-term realities.  These guys, evidently, think they'll all become, and remain, silver foxes.  

She's moving back home; her widowed mother lives in a spacious enough house - one that's probably mortgage-free.  The structure having been soundly built and maintained, because the widow's late husband had better things to do with his time, than naval-gaze upon red-pill sites.   

Older women are debt ridden - red pill dude's stats

appeared to have been copied/pasted off some twutter comment section - big surprise, anyone?  Anyway, assuming that 50 and 60-ish women carry more debt than men of the same age group, could it be the women are, either partially, or fully, keeping the grandchildren - while the kids' mothers are striving, to keep ahead of the next round of layoffs, while struggling to make the following month's lot rent.  Yep, that's going up another $40-something in February.

Gram buying the kids winter coats, and some presents - so the kid's don't end up with too skimpy of a christmas...oh, and by the way, check out the price of a ten pound ham.  Speaking of ham, before you know it, it will be coming around Easter - and we know what that mean$. New clothing.  Red-pill dude didn't mention children.  Of course not; red-pills are, at the same time, anti-abortion and anti-children...go figure :/ 

He did cite reasons for older women's financial struggles.  These can be summed up as simply this:  women do not think and act like men...well no sheite Sherlock!  Women, especially, older women, generally don't "play (to win") upon the stock market's chuck-holed grounds, because women are generally risk averse.  These same guys, running their evolution-speak, how men have evolved to run through women - how quickly they forget, that over the past 200-some thousand years of human evolution (or whatever the current figure is nowadays) taking risks, in a world full of dangerous beasts - including the people who live across the river - was detrimental to sustaining the group's population; one which was hanging on by not much more than a length of dollar store twine.

RP dude gave yet another reason.  Women work in jobs which don't pay as well.  No, we generally don't climb utility poles (in high winds and cold rain); we tend to not prefer doing a six-month stretch out upon some north sea oil rig.  And forget about policing around hunter's point.  Again risk - please refer to the above paragraph.

In "short" :) ... hey, he's into bashing, women for simply being women, and for having lived long enough to reach 50-something...well alrighty then.   By the way, "short" can be taken more than one or two ways.  Neither options, being complementary.  

"Worthless degrees?" Oh really!

If that be the case, then i guess, the people who have studied early music, and the instruments used some 800 years back, should have majored in corporate accounting, or some other (yawn) $ubject; honing their skills on even nastier ways to hike up (postage-stamp) lot rents, displacing trailer park residents - who will likely end up living in their (not too reliable) cars. 

Perhaps, the twenty (give or take) members of Jordi Savall's orchestra, or the Clemencic Consort's fifteen-some members, and the two men who started Sequentia, or the six-some members of Capilla Antiqua de Chinchilla...

What of the twenty-some students of the Gonville & Gaius Choir?  Uhm, one has to study diligently the language to sing those songs.  Perhaps, some of the students are majoring in biology or engineering.  Oh we definitely need more people to design six-ounce boxes of chocolates to trick consumers into thinking they are buying close to a pound - and besides, we all need MORE plastic.  Not enough sea creatures are suffocating :/  But anyway...

How many other people - who may or may not play instruments or sing the songs in the languages of the period - ya know, people who majored in the arts?  Eight hundred years is a long time.  Alot of documents had been lost.  So, in composing the music takes serious brain-work - unlike certain other recent forms of what-passes-for "music."  (But won't go there, it's Christmas).

The people who rant the most about the "worthless degrees" are ... yep, you guessed it!  Red-pills.  i guess they haven't noticed how devolved classical music, and art has become. But what to expect from dudes who sit in their jimmy-jams for days on end...:/ And no.  Am no expert either.  All's i know is, there's a big, BIG difference between for-real classical and pop culture.  Same, so goes with the hymns in the church - though yeah, there's a few modern ones which sing well.  The classical music (ya know, Bach, Wagner, and the rest) is better, in every way.  As for hymns, Hill Song can pound sand.

Is what it is.

Wedding's cancelled - she wouldn't sign the pre-nup.

Yeah, the same pre-nup peewee basically threw at her, hardly three weeks prior to the wedding.  Uhm, even 6 weeks notice is not enough time for the bride-to-be to find a good lawyer to help her go over the document, (she's a computer programmer, not a lawyer) and sufficient time for her to decide if she also wants to take out a pre-dIvorce insurance policy.  Call it what you will, but a pre-nup is just a white-washed "I-don't-effing-trust-you...kunt!"  Any gal with half a brain, would either tell peewee to beg off, or she'd get herself a rock solid pre-nup (at least that would stay hard ;/ ... for more than two minutes). 

There's also finding the means to come up with the 2 or 3k needed to pay the attorney for his or her time and effort, pouring over tomes which would make the rest of us - out of sheer frustration and boredom - want to bang our heads upon rough concrete pillars.

Laying all remarkies aside, i seriously wonder, if men are prone to flash last-minute pre-nups - in hopes their (latest) victim is preoccupied with getting the invites out, deciding which caterer, and whether or not a cash bar is tacky (our heroine hates booze - you go girl :):):).  And about family has one...who likes to start needless (post-election) drama, but if you invite one, and not the other ... ugh!

Anyway, the wedding called off, and peewee is braying all over red-pill land, how he dodged a bullet.

Think there's an agenda with this work-from-home,

 - in yer footie-jams (mental pictures, mental pictures - ew, that's gross 😝).  By the way, it's one thing to log onto the employer-purchased 'puter and monitor at 6 am on a saturday morning (when your normal hours begin at 8:15 - or did deena-dutchess change that up to 7:45?).  But it's WAY another to actually put on grown-ups' clothing, and drive to the office.  OK, that all said.

For the present, working from home means, no boss looking over your shoulder - as he, or she, takes a stroll about the cube farm.  Uhm, after all, the employer does pay hourly - and would prefer most of that hour be spent doing the job. But at home, while the on-line meeting is in progress, you could be browsing the new line of holiday doggie-sweaters on your personal smart phone. And it gets even better: if you choose not to shell out for the INSANNNE cost of child-care, who's gonna know, whether or not, you're abiding by that workplace rule? 

Meanwhile, employers, (who are in still in process of downsizing) are still paying rent and utilities for office space - where thirty people used to work at their desks - now, for only two or three (of the old heads).  Needful to say, what had remained of the downtown merchants, before the pLandemic, most have closed, for lack of business.  

There used to be this bohemian shop... but that was some years ago.  Had bought a dress there, it was long, and made of 100% cotton, and it was fully lined, with 100% cotton - not the hefty-bag/blend crap, that's sold at the mall.  On the way to getting the bus, would stop in to do a recon - white cotton sundresses make perfect slips 😀 .   That all said.

Have to wonder, if not quite enough time has passed for the jimmy-jam set to fOOly(?) get comfy.  With Artificial Intelligence (a.k.a., Augmented Intelligence) becoming more efficient, and cheaper, are there additional invasive monitoring procedures being reviewed, and decided upon boardroom tables? Do these mo(oo)vers-and-shake(downer)s already have legislators and judges on speed dial?  

AI...oh wait, another few years - if that - AI will be fully qualified to do the job; the business won't need to ... horrors, pay a human.

"He don't like you." Somehow i doubt peewee was the first reviler.

A Lady, (BurbNBougie) on YouTube was saying, that's the wrong thing to say to a woman - an already wounded spirit, who's (soft guy) significant other is giving her grief and -  intentionally, needlessly, creating way more trouble than he's worth - wasting her time, and her hard-earned money.  Yeah, like recently, when he wouldn't shut his yap, and his response to her polite request - for a couple of drama-free moments - resulted in him smashing one of her few cds.  As if "not liking" her  (musical preference) gives brat-boy a free pass to go destructo.

So, why doesn't she leave?  Here we go again: more invalidation from the busy-body gallery, who know nothing about the situation - and frankly, outside of the entertainment value, these nosies consume, like a glutton inhales junk food - don't give a rat's.  Oh, and when you don't have 3 to 4k to cover this, and last, month's rent, where you going to live?  (Is this test hard  🤔 )

Sorry (not sorry) he's usually more at fault than she - even if she is an air-head.  Documentation on that?  Please refer to Genesis 3 - ya know, where Eve takes the bait (not Adam).  Well, guess who first gets called on the carpet - and ends up sentenced to a lifetime of 12 and 14 hour workdays, dealing with weeds, thorns, and pesky knats?  

"The spirit of a man will sustain his infirmity ; but a wounded spirit who can bear?"  Proverbs 18:14

"And the LORD God called unto Adam, and said unto him, Where art thou?"  Genesis 3:9

"The priests said not, Where is the LORD? and they that handle the law knew me not : the pastors also transgressed against me, and the prophets prophesied by Ba'al, and walked after things that do not profit."  Jeremiah 2:8

The day before yesterday, was thinking, is there something wrong

with me, buying those 10-some (new) cds, of music that was written some 800 years ago.  Music played upon instruments, which were historically researched.  Lyre is my favorite,  love that sound. Was beginning to wonder, is this an old-age thing?   Some of the listings place the music under "opera."  My grandmother liked opera.  Can still remember, some 60 years ago, Grandma saying, "you should learn to love opera."  At the time, ugh, no way.

Btw, Jordi Savall's Le Royaume Oublie: La Croisade Contre Les Albigeos La Tragedie Cathare

Okay, i get it: the Cathars were heretics - kind of newagey.  (Nothing new under the sun, anyone?) But the thing is, they were good neighbors, didn't hassle anybody.  But the corrupt salvation-by-works (so not Gospel)  establishment had them slaughtered - from around 1100 till the 1400s.  By the later, the Cathars had all been murdered.

Sequentia is another group of wonderful musicians. Their "English Songs of the Middle Ages, some of the songs sound somewhat like they come out of the Appalachians.  Anyway. there's an album, think it's their first - wished i had written down the title.  The only portion i can recall is "... latin..." something.  It's a story about this nasty ruler, who is so greedy, the people are grinding poor; they have not the means to clothe their small children.  Well, this youngish widow lady, and her friends, decide to do something about it.  She goes into battle, along with the men - some of whom are not wild about the idea of a gal carrying a sword and shield into battle (which is biologically legit - but anyway...).  The wicked ruler is dethrowned, and decapitated.  The people rebuild.   Have looked on Sequentia's website, and it's not there.  Maybe that cd is from another group, but i don't think so.

Okay, all that said. 

The day before yesterday, was listening to a sermon (sermonaudio.com) by Pastor Jason Cooley, of Old Paths Baptist Church.  He gave that Scripture. "Thus saith the LORD, Stand ye in the ways, and see, and ask for the old paths, where is the good way, and walk therein, and ye shall find rest for your souls.  But they said, We will not walk therein." (Jeremiah 6:16).  Caused me to think, wait a sec (and there's another Scripture that exhorts people to ask thy father, and he will tell you...and per google, found it - then went to my hard copy KJB.  "Remember the days of old, consider the years of many generations : ask thy father, and he will shew thee ; thy elders, and they will tell thee."  Deuteronomy 32:7

But anyway, last week had changed my mind about that pizza order at work.  Silly me, i thought a menu was going around with an envelope to put the money in.  Nope, "just go to the website and order it online."   Too complicated - just like the vending machines that take credit cards, but spit back (or keep) dollar bills.  Oh well, am fat enough.  

It's okay for a person to choose not to add another password and another bit of personal identifiable information (PII) for augumentated intelligence (AI) to pass around ...  

Pre-fall: Is this what happened?

Somehow, i doubt that Adam was putting in 14-hour days tending that garden.  He probably made some tools, cleared this here, took a break, cleared over there, took a three hour lunch, came back and worked for about an hour, and then called it a day and went swimming.  Along comes wally gator, and he's about the length of a city bus - and about the bulk of a Volkswagen Beatle.  So Adam hops aboard, but the cruise doesn't last.  Wally spots wanda gator - she's so fine.  Wally speeds up/submerges, ditching his passenger.  Adam swims back to shore, coughs the water out from his nose, dries himself off with tuffs of grass, and wonders, What just happened here?  Perhaps, he was also thinking that a beach towel would come in handy.  

Next day, Adam trims a few trees, uses the branches to make the frame of a folding chaise lounge - then gathers leaves and grasses to fill in the gaps - thinking, the get up could stand a cushion, but oh well.  Later on, he calls it a day, and decides to go for a hike.  He happens upon a stallion, and thinks to himself, if i hop aboard, i get the scenic route.  The tour lasts not much longer than a ride on a merry go round, for mr.ed spots miss.edna - wahoo, what a babe! 

Adam gets left in the dust.  He brushes himself off, and half-limps home, thinking, Am I missing something here?

Day three.  Adam wakes up, but feels a tad sore - falling off that ...?  He grabs an orange for breakfast and trims a few hedges.  By mid-morning, he happens to spot an area of tall soft grasses, and feeling a tad sleepy, (quite a spill he had taken the day prior) he decides to take a nap.

"And the LORD God took the man, and put him into the garden of Eden to dress it and to keep it." Genesis 2:15

"And the LORD God said. It is not good that the man should be alone; I will make him an help meet for him." Genesis 2:18

At the end of the day...

It comes down to rules being bent, (uhm, ya think, grace?) for the sake of a certain half of the population, of which the Lord, in His perfect wisdom, did not design to be slogging it out five (or six) days a week.  Oh, as if that certain other half of the population don't get a pass from time to time...yeah, right :/  From what i understand, the Monday following superbowl Sunday is the same day, when most unplanned absences are called.  Technically, i guess, hung over constitutes a sick-day.  

Without going into detail, per my duties, i know first hand that, while one half may be absent more hours than the other - the difference is not staggering.  Didn't crunch the numbers, because that's outside my lane.  Did read, however, from someone, who did the research, the hours each half takes up, are about equal.  Most times, for both halves, it's about family - which may include grandparents, and elderly siblings.  Once again, the two-income trap, triggers; because, the one half, who would rather be at home, is STUCK in the trap - and the only way free of its constraints is ... going fundie delulu-land.  Can ya spell, pipeline to intergenerational poverty!

Uhm, poverty messes with the mind.  Talk to the MAN who's daddy grew up dirt poor.  Oh, the old guy somehow escaped it; he worked hard and long.  He then married, and supported his family on his earnings, over the years was able to build a healthy bank  balance - this was back in the day.  Btw, his widow didn't have to bite her nails when the electric bill came, or the old car needed tires.  Anyway, my co-worker said his father worked, long after he had the funds to retire - and go fishing, take his grandson camping, or something.  But he kept on working, even though age was doing a number on him. Why?  Because he FEARED poverty.  Poverty yet dogged that old man, long after he had escaped it.

Get so fed up with some of these preeechers.

They come off with the attitude that any, ANY!!  self-care is pride manifesting its jezebel spirit - (like Jezebel would be caught buying herself a sweater at WallyWorld, or ... gasp, a lipstick at Targot).  Being sarcastic here, because Lady, you work hard enough, and oughta be buying that sweater - and a dress to go with - from LorTaylor's!

Hey Preeech, how about YOU put up with ongoing crap, both at home AND in the office.  And then come run yer yap about humility and abasement - while prayfully painting on that (she)SIMP smile every day.  Oh, by the way, the gal is lucky if she's got enough spare change to buy herself a frigging t-shirt at the second-hand store - yeah, the same one whose baby-daDUH won't get off his duff and get a j.o.b.

You'd think a certain boss-womyn would exercise some empathy.  Har-de-har-har :/  The freakin' boss-WITCH just had to, unnecessary, add another burden.  So want to use the other word, that begins with a B (not a W).  Oh, who knows, maybe that's how witchiepoo gets her cookies off :/  There's more, but that's in the pen&ink diary - and stays there.  (Maybe someone will read it, after i'm put in the big-box).

You'd think, at preacher school, they'd go over this basic stuff (that cruel people get off crushing other people's spirits) but i guess that's hardly mentioned in the textbook - when there really needs an entire semester's worth.  Uhm, newsflash:  pee-pull are VICIOUS, because they get their jollies being that way.

Pushing humility???  Do some research (yeah, bad word, i guess).  Crushed spirits have had an entire freaking lifetime being reminded, over and flipping over again, and again, how their most basic needs, preferences (uhm, like a few uninterrupted minutes to listen to a song???)  don't count.  

Oh, and not only overworked, and underappreciated... there's more.

And shabbily dressed.  These same "providers" somehow, have/had money for grog, gambling, hookers, and tobacco (most women didn't smoke back in the day) but none left over for wife-appliance to make, or buy, a needed dress, or even a warm petticoat - it gets cold in december.  

There's alot of things the wife-appliances of the past, and present, have had no other alternative but to shut up, and put up with... but raggedy clothing?  That's the ultimate put down.  And no!  Not talking fancy/overpriced/impractical. These same appliance OWNERS (would) then, turn around and despise their long (diabolically rendered) broken-down, two-legged automations, for being worn out...say, what the hey? :/

Uhm, "and he shall rule over thee" (last clause of Genesis 3:16); how does that divine proclamation become a bully's free pass?  Sounds like a bit of wresting going on.  Does not the local school district "rule over" homeowners?  (Try flipping them off, come tax time.) There's Scriptures in the Bible warning against abuse/neglect.  Nabal, anyone?  Oh, by the way, he was a son of Belial - that means reprobate, that means likely headed for eternal hell, "where their worm dieth not."

"As also in all his epistles, speaking in them of these things ; in which are some things hard to be understood, which they that are unlearned and unstable wrest, as they do also the other scriptures, unto their own destruction." 2 Peter 3:16

"Now therefore know and consider what thou wilt do; for evil is determined against our master, and against all his household: for he is such a son of Belial, that a man cannot speak to him."  1 Samuel 25:17.  (1 Samuel 25:25 is Abigail's response - interesting).

"Where their worm dieth not, and the fire is not quenched." Mark 9:44 (Scary portion of Scriptures.)

Somebody on the internet made the statement, "Babies are expensive."

Just a short while ago, some red-piller was going on about how the s3x dries up, not long after the wedding ceremony.  Well, aside of the usual 2nd shift, after working all day, wifey is just flagged out...  It just occurred to pea-brain me, that prior to 1960, the birth control pill didn't exist.  That meant, over the past six-some thousand years of human existence, s3x meant ... oh brother, here we go again, another hungry mouth to feed, another growing body to clothe (a mere 200 years ago, fabric was $$$), another bed to find room for in this dinky shack.

Could it be, there is an "evolutionary" (for lack of a better word) reason why the s3x slows, not long after a man "puts a ring on it?"  Of course, there are other reasons - one being: grog tends to put men in the "soft guy era,"  In short, (yes, a pun) just an added chore for wifey.

For those of us, born prior to 1960, one could wonder how many among our age group - and older - had been conceived in a situation, where our mothers said they'd a headache - or just plain "NO!"  But that response had gone ignored, by our fathers - whose upper body strength averages 2 to 3 times greater than that of our (at the time, nonconsenting and just plain overworked) mothers.

Back then, rage and violence, of about any sort, was barely even shrugged at.   Hhmmm...

Interesting take - listened to one of Public Offender's" podcasts.

The gentleman compared the marital contract (supposed to be a covenant, but hey "who is the LORD...") to signing with a contractor for interior work.  He explained: a couple marries, and over the next 15 or 20-some years, the wife does all the wife stuff - the housework, the childcare, the grocery and medical runs, the family socials.  Then, after all that, wifey wants out.  

Of course, her soon-to-be ex is highly upset at having to pay child support (perhaps, the youngest is still in high school) and, possibly,  alimony.  By the way, alimony is often tempory - good luck to the soon-to-be ex-mrs. in finding, and keeping, sustainable employment, at 40-something.  Neither will she likely be able to retire at 67; she'll probably have to slog it it out into her 70s.  Welcome to wally world, on this glorious sleety wintry morning.

Soon-to-be ex-husband is definitely steamed, because divorce court is looking at his 401k (while the soon-to-be ex-wife doesn't have a retirement package, since she hasn't "worked" much during the marriage).  So he's mad.  Not because his family is broken up; not because even his grand children (if any) will catch more than enough of the fall out; not because divorce about halts the flow of intergenerational wealth.  It's about the money - ex-hubby's fun money.  Hear these red pillers talk, that's always the first thing that spews from their yaps.  

The gentleman reminded his audience, that when you sign a document to have (major) work done in your home, you agree to pay for goods and services rendered.  The idea never even crossed my mind.  He gave a scenario, where, during the process, things are overheard, and the contractor runs his face.  While highly unlikely, nevertheless, the matter somehow  ends up viral.  Still, the contracted work has been completed.

Guess what:  the homeowner - not happy with the video that came up on his feed - is still obligated to paying the some 15 grand for that kitchen upgrade/extension.  Sure, he could file a law suit for the invasion of his privacy - never mind, the homeowner blurted out one or more stupid remarks, (let's say racist) while the contractor was doing the work. 

And, by the way, even if after the fact, the homeowner thinks the contractor over-charged (and then left sawdust residue over by the refrigerator), doesn't matter - the contract had been signed, and money still owed.

"And Pharoah said, Who is the LORD, that I should obey his voice to let Israel go? I know not the LORD, neither will I let Israel go."  Exodus 5:2

DNA set-up. These red-pills sound like a bunch

of old karens, going on how every infant should be DNA tested.  Maybe  these "soft" era guys are just plain miffed; falling short of getting to first base - let alone, upstairs.

But all quips aside.

When those ancestry testing kits came out, people were taking the bait, left and right - and still are.  Is loading up a central DNA database a smart idea?  Just asking...

Oh wait, it gets even more ridiculous.

Jasper wasn't done with slamming his ex-wife's body.  He pummeled her intellect.  This man - who brays on about men's natural clear, rational thought-processes, as compared to women's emotional-driven muddle - didn't he at least have some idea, while dating this woman, that her interest in (high faluting) literature was either lacking, or non-existant.  He went on to claim, that women don't read - none of them.  His statement is probably quite accurate - women aren't reading his (choice of) books. 

He's a writer.  But hey, on the internet, we can possess any talent we choose.  He wasn't done.  He went on to claim, he was of at least two standard deviations, (something like 30 points) on the iq chart, above her score.  Oh, if that wasn't a red flag (if not a heathen lie), he went on to comparing her - along with most, if not all, other women - as retarded.  He defined the term - a score of 70 (or less).

Here's where it gets laughable.  He ended his post, inviting women interested in possibly corresponding with, and maybe, dating him, to get in touch.

Women are expensive? More like, the same old story:

Jasper wants her all slender and submissive - while she holds onto that terrific position at work. There's ten others who'd like to reign from that corner office - so, if she is going to keep that coveted seat, she'll have to act accordingly.  That means taking upon herself (besides 60 hours a week) masculine qualities - those which women, generally, don't wear so well.  Those same, more often than not, will just eventually wear her out - if not into plus sizes.

Jasper was going on, over the internet, that he and his (now ex-) wife hadn't slept together, for ten years - for she had become fat, from take-out, or meals delivered.  Doesn't fast food tend to hitch rides with 60 hour work weeks - hello?  Ten years.  Evidently, there was a point in time when she had begun losing interest.  Perhaps, after their first, or second child was born. Oh, let's assume, not long after their honeymoon  - let's give the red-pills some slack.  Yeah, women tend to get turned off by ... one-minute-wilber.

He then goes into the typical it's-not-fair whine, concerning the divorce settlement.  Uhm, dude?  Somehow, despite her work hours, AND taking care of the kids, scheduling the appointments, calling the accountant, the mechanic, the lawn guy...  It's not his personal leave balance that takes a hit, whenever the kid happens to sneeze at daykare (at $300 a week, per child). Those ever nipping details, aren't crowding his feet.  As the benefactor of his (former) wife-appliance's free labor - any wonder he was able to focus, and make the some 800k yearly salary.

Godda get to work.  Bye.

Earlier today, in real life.

Hadn't put anything out for supper, so had stopped at a small restaurant in town.  The cook, a young guy, was talking to another customer.  The gal, he was talking to, and her friend, were both young - about thirty.  The cook had gone on a date (with a woman).  His date is studying a foreign language (smart move) and is also studying law.  He didn't get through college - college (debt) isn't for everyone.  So, this isn't a dint on the young late-20s guy.  As for college, i didn't go either, high school's academic demands were enough - thank you kindly.

What this post is about: Hooray for the woman going to school, to study the hard stuff - that will get her a well-paying job, so she's not carrying college debt into her forties.  Hooray for her, she'll not only be able to have her own bag, but carry a nice one.  

But there's a hefty price for that - if she wants children.  Kids take so much time from the highly competitive...shark tank.  If she gives up the job and stays home, that spells depending on a man.  Sadly, not smart...twenty years down the road, rusty, outdated job skills, and having to work the customer service grind.  So, she, wisely, keeps working, but has no other choice but to park her kids in ... the junior shark tanks , called daycare and public school.

Punished for not generating mountains of trash.

Should this come as a surprise, for those of us who aren't throwing away mass quantities of fast food containers?  Trash bill for 2025 will double; the by-the-bag option is being cancelled, the new low volume option doesn't cost much less than the regular.  $8 per quarter less, that's it. Oh well, guess ecology-conservative folks have to kick in for the junk food crowd.  Oh well, is what it is.

Seeing that announcement, first thing to hit, was having less money to buy new (unwrapped) cds - from REAL musicians.  There's people out there who play old music (from long, long ago), and they have to buy groceries, like anyone else.  (So into 60s music - 1360s.)

Quiet censorship. Was browsing for a book. A well known one, written by John Knox.

So, assumed :) it would an easy find.  Shortly into the search, discovered that finding the some 100 page article, published in hardback, wasn't going to happen.  (Why's everything have to be in paperback :/)  Okay, was ready to concede, life goes on.   The first one available, was basically abridged into modern english.  Come on already!  It isn't like scottish people wrote in chinese 500 years ago.  Continued the search, found another, but someone in the reviews said the copy was AI written, and the spelling was ... messed up.  While can deal with misspelled words, can't trust AI.  Sounds more like a secularized NIV operation going on.  So, glad to have been at least smart enough to read the reviews - yeah, some $12 bucks, is $12 bucks.  So, will hold off.  Maybe the old bookstore may have a (PRE-AI) copy.  Might end up costing $40 - $40 well spent.

Must get back to work.

She needs to offload that jasper. What she doesn't need,

are busy bodies (usually women) telling her how to handle a situation not their own - namely, dealing with the ongoing drama of a 40 year old tottler who refuses to man up and get a job.  And keep at it.  These smug little ... witches neither take into consideration, family nor societal background.  It's common enough knowledge that, number one, there are way too many parents who simply can't be bothered to teach their kids - their daughters, especially - to set and maintain boundaries.  In other words, if jasper won't trouble himself to come to the door, but instead remains on his duff honking his horn - bad sign.  Seventeen year old girls are clueless, and need things expounded, slowly, in simple language.  

By the way, that marriage ended back in the mid '70s; the jasper - whose claim to fame was a muscle car and his glory days playing high school football - was more focused on boozing than on working.  All's i know is, jasper's wife didn't earn enough money, as a secretary, to maintain the trailer payments, lot rent (which, half a century ago, was like $60 a month) heating fuel, groceries...  Think the last straw was jasper's tantrum - but anyway, wasn't there.

Could have been worse, she could have ended up baby-TRAPPED by ... that.  But instead, several years later, she married up.  That is, she married smart. Oh, and she kept on working, going to bed at respectable hours, and getting the promotions - because she did the research and checked the figures.

And yeah, there's the judgies (more busy bodies) ranting against birth control pills - which do,  in fact, cause abortion; life does, in fact, begin at conception.  That all said, what doesn't get said enough is: will those same busy bodies open their wallets - instead of their smug little yaps?  Diapers aren't cheap.

Five years, and how many air miles?

The preeeacher who got caught keeping company with a woman not his wife, evidently had plenty of free time on his hands.  He was evidently racking up air miles, by himself (???)  While his wife-appliance remained home. 

Not surprised.

Oh, did he get to tour Greece, Rome, Scotland and England?  Ya know, places his wife-appliance would love to see, but probably never will.  Happens.    Talk to secular Kay, her secular husband went abroad to various places, on business; while trad-wife she was stuck in the kitchen and in the laundry - with the other appliances.

The wife-appliance of another preacher was left at home, with yet another newly made arrow to the quiver.  What a time for daDUH to go jaunting off - the newborn was like one, then there was a two or three year old, and a five or six year old; that is, multiple young children.  Kids don't sit still for one minute - bet wife-appliance is usually down to her last wire.  

Had to about laugh at the invalidating response he had made to a woman, who called him on his holy-jetsetting b.s.  He told the woman, she  didn't have her heart right.  Puhleeze :/

Now, here's the skinny on my pastor.  He travels - to a conference, here and there, some 50 miles down the road.  Just for a day, or maybe overnight, at a motel 6.  About thrice a year, he and his wife go out of town for about a weekend.  Every church has a joe-th'janitor who tithes his 10% off the top.  Poor Joe's hard-earned money is going for things like equipping missionaries, enabling a certain saint who risks his neck to get Bibles to people who are not able to buy them at the local bookseller - in some countries, they throw you in a nasty jail for merely printing and distributing Bibles. 

Yep, there's guys in the pulpit who are there for vanity.  And then, there's the for-real Pastors.

Sir, do you have to make that "narrow way" even narrower?

Per last post, hearing him preach, did i just hear the snapping in half of a bruised reed?   And did i hear the turning around, and shuffling away of someone who had been approaching that strait gate?  Can't help but to wonder, if there are actually  preachers out there, who only want a certain very, very, very, very few people to come to a saving knowledge of Jesus Christ - while the rest of us, can go ... roast forever.  

Evidently that happens (not because susie got her toes crunched), because, a few verses prior to Matthew 23:13 - where a clique of spiritual snobs are keeping joe-th'-janitor from entering - Matthew 23:4 describes people being weighted down with heavy burdens, and not getting one iota of help.   

More than once, he - and some others - have about mocked at the most of us (saved or lost) who don't want to suffer in this life - like what!! are we supposed to be into ... some sort of spiritual masochism???  Ew.  It's like these guys forget, there's no point in giving away one's savings to missions, (more like, preeecher-creature's va-ca fund) if the giving, or whaever other work, is done in the flesh.  

Many of us (saved or lost) regular schmos are thankful for the temporal blessings of a decent home, a car that runs, a job that pays enough to maintain, not only health insurance, but even a modest savings account.  In another sermon, he was going on about homeowner's and life insurance being barriers to faith and prayer.  Came off as guilt-tripping (weaker) brethren  into "denying oneself," but in REALITY doing so in the mere flesh; what?  God's too clueless to know who's brownnosing, and who's for real?

And, by the way, isn't the Bible big on personal accountability?  These financial products are things which responsible people fund, in order to help safeguard their families from falling into debt.  Are there not already more than enough impoverished people?  Shelters are full, winter is coming; why carelessly add to the waiting list. 

And no, i am not accusing this preacher of being a wolf - simply because: hireling types are very very unlikely to remind their listeners (about every other sermon) to "go get your King James Bible..."  This preacher is a human being, and we humans are known to be in error - hence his reminder: "Put me on pause, and read for yourself."  

"A bruised reed shall he not break, and the smoking flax shall he not quench: he shall bring forth judgment unto truth."  Isaiah 42:3

"Because strait is the gate, and narrow is the way, which leadeth unto life, and few there be that find it."  Matthew 7:14

"For they bind heavy burdens and grievous to be borne, and lay them on men's shoulders; but they themselves will not move them with one of their fingers."  Matthew 23:4

WAAAY more disturbing than any misogynist's blather. Way more disturbing.

A certain evangelist was putting a ballpark number of people whom God saves.  Basically, throughout all church history, maybe ten million.  Tops.  Of course, he, his wife (doing the cooking and laundry off-grid) and child will make it heaven.  As for the 99.9999999999 rest of us (who are not willing to unplug our electric heat in the winter and our AC in the summer) ... we're eternally cooked.

Oh nothing new, back in the day, (1960s) you were about marked as a reprobate, for taking your kid to see a cowboy movie / your wife to a dinner dance.  Even while i was most definitely LOST - like a golf ball in high weeds - couldn't help but notice the harsh hearted smugness among "Christians."  So perfect, and oh, not even a thought to buy a secular record (music media).   The old, if it's enjoyable / attractive, it's sinful - i.e., if the dress doesn't look like a potato sack, then wearing it is a sin.  Where's the "joy" in that!

And you wonder why people, who can add 2+2, figure, why even bother striving, and go on for the remainder of their lives, ignoring sermons, and letting dust accumulate upon their Bible. Such "sermons" are BIGTIME hope killers.  Most of us are not even anywhere near perfect; we know that, deep in our sin-ridden hearts.  Most of us - even who set Godly boundaries - are not into using (if not plain WRESTING) the Bible to spiritually high-hat people.  Uhm, how's that passage go again?  Oh yes, "if possible, live peaceably with all men."

This post is not on the side of drum-set, dark-stage easy-believism; where you're in, because you said the sinner's prayer sometime around easter of  '97 - then two days after, went back to living like a party-animal, and have been jaming to the dead ever since.  No, if there's no change, there's no rebirth - period.  And for real, the Bible talks about the crowded wide road that leads to hell, and less populated narrow road that leads to heaven. There's also a Scripture where pharisee types crowd around the narrow gate, and won't let people pass though, and neither go in themselves.

Starting time for work, more of this later.

"Which say, Stand by thyself, come not near to me; for I am holier than thou.  These are a smoke in my nose, a fire that burneth all the day."  Isaiah 65:5

"But woe unto you, scribes and Pharisees, hypocrites! for ye shut up the kingdom of heaven against men: for ye neither go in yourselves, neither suffer ye them that are entering to go in."  Matthew 23:13

Don't have any documentation for this, just something i heard a few years ago. Migraine

headaches are stress related.  It's only my guess, that when people (women) get shat on, time and time again, and don't call the creep(s) on their b.s. - because, ya know, that's not Christlike, we're supposed to suffer.  And smile :/.  Bull dinky!  Health issues, especially, of that sort, play heck, come old age - when women are STILL expected to take care of others - without ... even so much as taking an hour, here and there, to go enjoy a quiet meal, at the local diner.  Bruh!  And, oh horrors, take a $50, (of the money YOU worked for) and spend it on one meal, dessert, and the nice tip for the guy or gal who brings it to the booth.

A nice quiet meal.  No kids to bother you (and everyone else, and no man-baby to gripe and complain, about the weather, taxes, roads, the President ... pick one, or more :/  Is an occasional hour or so, to yourself, too much to expect?  

As for following the Lord Jesus.  Here's a tip:  the Lord Jesus is big on honesty - uhm, truth includes being on the level with yourself.  If you're being gaslit, and repressing it, that's lying.  The preeechers, don't expound on that...hmm; they just want you to shaddup, fill the plate with $20s - even though your car insurance is coming due.  There's a mission trip (to Vegas) coming up, don't you know.  Just fork it over, you old HAG, then get your butt home and make a big sunday dinner, (for the ungrateful creeps, a.k.a., family) then do up the dishes and pans - never mind, you have to be at the big-box by five pm.  

And women are leaving marriage, motherhood.  and church in droves???

"Yet ye say, Wherefore? Because the LORD hath been witness between thee and the wife of thy youth, against whom thou hast dealt treacherously: yet she is thy companion, and the wife of thy covenant."  Malachi 2:14

Red pill perspective, sounds Ayn Randian - not overly surprised.

 The man who had studied, and had worked as, if i am not mistaken  a financial analyst, was going on about the spending practices of 20 and 30-something liberal women.  Many of whom are still wrestling with college debt - the unpaid principles averaging some tens of thousand$.  

Having listened to his other podcasts, he owns property, has income streams, a goodly savings, and is living debt free.  In his late 40s or early 50s, he is basically semi-retired - and is  aware of other men's jealousy.  In all fairness, here's the deal: he didn't have much fun, while in his 20s; at times, swam in his jeans and slept in his car.  With no one either able, or willing, to give him a hand, he was on his own.  So he worked his butt off, steered clear of dives, saved his money.

His economic podcasts are well worth a listen.  However, his anti-marriage stance is best thrown in the circular file.  Silly me, had to learn, through having resorted to a secular study or two (instead of just believing what Paul the Apostle had spoken on the matter) that it's not just women, whose minds and bodies end up (permanently) corrupted from fornication.

Here and there, the podcaster will make a statement about wanting to "bang" so-n-so. (Oh, such an endearing description of intimacy between a man and a woman :/)  Likely, just idle chatter - he has a live-in girlfriend.  Hopefully, she has a fat savings, because...let's face it:  as women age, we tend to chunk somewhat.  Is what it is.  He has stated, on more than a few occasions, he considers fat women as quite unattractive.  In all fairness, he also tells men to get off their wide duffs, and "hit the gym."

That all said, what he's observed is: these women - many of whom are in debt - include within their budgets, a significant portion of their income to charities.  Per the pocaster, these gals view this budgety category as about as necessary as their hair/nails/net subscriptions/christmas-club apportions. Had him scratching his head, in somewhat bewilderment.

Had me scratching mine.  But in more like  amazement, and respect, toward these Camel-voting democrats.  These women want all the social programs (which will send everyone's tax rates all the way to mars) but, evidently, are putting up their own money - tens and tens of monthly dollars, which would better serve their own needs to pay off that abominable loan, buy a house, and pay that the heck off.  

Hmm, sort of a secular tithe??   Waay more important than money, evidence of soft hearts; some of these "leftists" might eventually come to a saving knowledge of Jesus Christ - and spend eternity with Him, in heaven.

"Flee fornication.  Every sin that a man doeth is without the body; but he that committeth fornication sinneth against his own body." 1 Corinthians 6:18

"And a certain woman named Lydia, a seller of purple, of the city of Thyatira, which worshipped God, heard us: whose heart the Lord opened, that she attended unto the things which were spoken of Paul." Acts 16:14

Why do they keep changing this techno stuff, when the older

version working better, more manageable?  Yet, with each new upgrade, users' instructions become a shorter, a sicker joke - like the designers never heard of doing a few captioned screen-shots?  (Why shoot, even i can manage that.) As for the "Help" Line?  The absolute worst music is aired, along with repeated lies that "your call is very important..."  All the while, being baited to hit #, or whatever, to get put on the call-back list... yeah, get put on alright!  

It's part of the program.  Keep people, who have real WORK!!!! to get done, scrambling to keep up, confused, and dern frustrated. Regular (real) people know it's nothing but fluff -  parading itself as "innovation", "new and improved," and whatever other horse-patty laden slogans, principalities choose to orally shat forth. Agenda?  Doesn't take a math genius to factor that one.  The agenda is simply one to keep people's minds in a constant state of confusion, and far, FAR away from even considering - oh, let alone focusing upon, for even two uninterrupted minutes, a certain, and vastly more important, matter.  Where shall one spend eternity?

By the way, if there be any scoffers about, kindly sit on a dart, and spin.  Have a nice day 😀

A secondary thought - though related to the first.  Could these needless, confounding, and exceedingly time WASTING changes also be a "make work" matter?  Ya know, the same broad-brush red-pills use to paint women's career positions - that our desk jobs are mostly fluff.  Thing is, the field of software design remains male dominated.

Wickeds wicked, and cap alot.

One of the red-pillers, who calls himself "Shanon" ... Shamon would be a more appropriate screenname, but anyway.  His latest rag-on was about old women.  Namely, women who've lost their looks, their ability to attract a "bad boy."  Just another way of saying, without saying, he's been rejected by one or more young hotties.  Neither, would it be much a surprise, he'd been ignored by more than two or three single 35ish, somewhat overweight cat ladies.

As for the biker bobs, these men don't invite just any jasper to their parties - let alone, to prospect for membership into their club.  Some of these organizations, have a history going back to the late 1940s - started by men who had returned from war.  About 20 years ago, a gentleman had mentioned a reality: men who've wartime experience, generally have dating options - and these guys can be 50-something, and have their choice of dating women half their age.

In short, women have preferences too.  Evidently that bit of reality has shamon in raging mean-girl mode.  Dear 11th grade cheerleaders, you're falling down on the job; please visit his channel, and be sure to bring along a pen and notebook.   Older (fatter) women are also using the internet, communicating with other women - and are finally realizing: it's way, way better to remain alone and to keep at home (with cats) than to settle for some brain-damaged jasper  (with a half mushy eggplant?) through years of p0rn/drugs/sloth.

Creeps are creeping, and in the process, draggingvthe Bible through the muck.

Anybody can get a YouTube channel, walk into a church supply house, buy a pulpit, a bible - (even a King James) and preeech - even a woman can garner a following.  And it's easy enough to accuse 501c3 church pastors of being corporate toadies.  Trouble yet remains, (after the cap :) in order to get a preaching job at one of those brick-and-mortar buildings, one needs to write a resume, and document proof of qualifications for the position.  

But aside of building, or no building, one sure way to determine if the preacher is a shepherd, or just a hiring is:  does he expound Scripture?  Or does he merely constrain one or two (often repeated) bible quotes, within his ever running yap.  Yep, the habitual spouting off the holy top-40 - sign for sure, preeecher isn't much for Bible study.

Some scaley named, Jesse was sure tickling serpent ears.  Yep, ya know 'em - both preacher and congregation - by their fruits.  These men's (for lack of a better term) seething mean-girlish misogyny...borderline astounding. Per the comments, would about make any taliban leader want to sit in, and take notes.  Needful to say, ol' jess didn't include much, if any, Scripture in his 30-ish minute bash-fest.  Of course not, he was having waay too much fun baiting a non-feminist feminist woman.  A real man of God, would have told her, flat out, of her need to shut up and get saved - just like any other lost man or woman.

Of course the gal argued.  This happens to people who've been, for decades, messed around by wicked people - starting out from parents, who evidently couldn't be bothered, to actually raise their kids.  Fruits again, too many parents are just flipping worthless, or next to it.  One for-real preacher (who pastors a church in the midwest) said, if that's your parents, thank the Lord - because it's waay easier to separate, and remain separate, from scoffers like that.  

By the way, there was another you tube preacher, who said the Bible proves, that Jesus doesn't keep his word - that a born again Christian can become unborn, and broadroad, straight for eternal hellfire.  

Anyway, more later.

"For there are certain men crept in unawares, who were before of old ordained to this condemnation, ungodly men, turning the grace of our God into lasciviousness, and denying the only Lord God, and our Lord Jesus Christ." Jude 1:4

Those cheap-skates, per last post, must be using...yeah,

they do that.  Maybe, using one of those newFANGled bibles.  So many of them out there, these days - new revisions every few years.  Heard the NIV, and others are condensed, that's not good.  Then again, it's easy enough to skip over King James passages which don't fit your agenda.  

Meanwhile, some red-pill (who'd "crept in unawares??") had recommended fathers to not sign their newborn's birth certificate.  Two questions: does his unwillingness to acknowledge his son or daughter, render the child as being...fatherless?  If something happens to the kid's father, will the man's life insurance be available to help provide for his dependant youngster?  Oh, and what about inheritance - land, bonds, cds..?  (Or am i simply wandering about in patrician la-la land?) 

As for daDUH not signing, sounds like just another red-pill strategy to weasel out of child support / or to make the process more difficult - when jasper decides to ditch his trad wife.  It's guys like this, who are the reason, (smart) women hang onto their jobs.  Sadly, the kid ends up parked in daykare; later subjected to public school anti-education programs - and the nasty influence of reprobate's kids.

"For for this cause pay ye tribute also: for they are  God's ministers, attending continually upon this very thing. Render therefore to all their dues : tribute to whom tribute is due; custom to whom custom; fear to whom fear; honor to whom honor." Romans 13:6-7

"Put them in mind to be subject to principalities and powers, to obey magistrates,  to be ready to every good work,"  Titus 3:1

Oh my goodness, how many hours - and atleast a $100 per -

was the poor woman hornswaggled out of!  With what's going on in her life, it's no wonder, this or that spreadsheet formula didn't add up - one cell over, or missed entirely, is bound to happen, from lack of peaceful space in which to concentrate.  Good news is: (after all this time - how many years? too dern many) she came to a safe place (waay too few of them) and spilled facts; namely, jasper needs to get a job, because she (isn't getting any younger and) can no longer finance his "soft" era excuses.  (Yeah i'll bet that's soft too :(

Boyfriend or son?  Well that depends on which office one is referring to...down the hall, another woman is about fed up with jasper - at late thirty-something, one would think he'd have his life together, maintain his own credit card - and not be so covetously cheap-skate.  The disappointment in the woman's voice, spoke volumes, as she spoke into her phone.  The episode concerned something along the lines of a mere hoagy or boli.  She's not getting any younger, either.

Talking out of school here?  Ah, the advantage of keeping an blog address - one located along a cyber sidestreet, of a sidestreet :)  Anyway, needs to be said.  Per the second half of the needless drama.  One especially - maybe two or three of the other women; in short, judgy attitudes.  The sheer lack of empathy.  Sickening.

i'm nobody's dietician, but you cannot tell me, for one second, the woman's pouchy, extended middle is all about carbs, and neglecting to hit the gym. (Like there's time - and gas - for that?  Maybe in some judgy's la-la land :/)  Meanwhile, in the REAL world, bodies are known to react to stress in ways that aren't attractive. I.e., years of working full time, while the ongoing (and fruitless) effort of keeping a postage-stamp place, in atleast some semblance of order ... while livingroom-lizard sits on his tail... Bruh...

I said, I said, I said ... just rattles my cage.

Who hasn't been there, having your ear jabbed off, and about every other sentence, it's "I said..."  Just gives me the willies.  Used to know someone who wasn't much for listening, but boyhowdy, always had something to say.  Needless to say, i don't miss the ear clutter one iddy bit :)

Bible bashers love to point out,

that men in the Old Testament had multiple wives and concubines.  Perhaps a mercy because back then, if a Hebrew man slept with a woman who was not his wife, that was bad sin. Bad enough, that God might take away the Holy Spirit from a man who stepped out.  King David was greatly worried about that.  In short, eternal consequences, for an indiscretion - one  which more men than women are prone.  

These days, if you cheat on your spouse (of the opposite sex) the Lord will forgive the adultery, if the adulterer/ess is for-real, in asking for pardon, and wants to turn away from repeating the sin.  Of course, if the wife finds out, files for divorce, and takes half the house, the 401k, too bad so sad.  While the sin is under the blood, the lawyer fees, the years of alimony, and child support payments are on you, bud.  (Oh, and have a happy retIrement ;/ )

Back then, if you sinned, and had enough sense to be worried about your soul, you took your best lamb to the priest, and had it sacrificed.  But the sin of adultery?  People ended up getting stoned for that - with stones, not weed.  David, being King, was able to keep the scandal under wraps, but that year had been a tough one.  But it surfaced, and became the song of drunkards.

"Cast me not away from thy presence; and take not thy holy spirit from me."  Psalm 51:11

"And the man that committeth adultery with another man's wife, even he that committeth adultery with his neighbor's wife, the adultery and the adulteress shall surely be put to death."  Leviticus 20:10

A drawing of a group of pilgrims.

From the early 1600s.  First impression, these men, women and children left magnificent Europe - with it's grand cathedrals, it's comfortable inns, and convenient roads and  shops, for what?  A harsh land of nothing but massive trees, savage winters,  and neighbors who lived in the stone age.  The pilgrims left behind their rich European heritage, to permanently live in a land with no history.  Bet they felt disconnected. Couldn't help but feel sorry for them.  

Some fool was going about the best countries

for men to live in, are the worst for women.  These countries have few to no protective legislations for women (and children) - sadly, in this fallen world... Places where a punk can have multiple wives (and work 'em like sleddogs - then blame 'em, because ed's junk won't stay vertical, for much longer than thirty seconds).  He was all glee - going on about having "one to cook, one to clean, one to eff, and one to beat."  In short, saying, without saying, he doesn't have much going on - Obama was still in the white house...?

He somehow forgot to mention, those countries have - for atleast, the past few decades - insane unemployment rates; way worse than the US and Europe.  It's doubtful these 2nd and 3rd world countries provide (tax-funded) unemployment insurance, in the event of job loss, through no fault of one's own.  But somehow i doubt the fool is work-centered, but instead more the type to get "the beeches" to bring in the money.  The same ilk who whine about cruel taskmasters - i.e., boss expects his workers to show up at the site on time, sober, and otherwise ready for a day's work.

Those countries are rough places - even for men whose families have lived in the region since 1700-something.  Christless places, (no surprise there) places where government is corrupt, and has been for ages - makes our leaders look like church choir kids.  Places where might is right (where a man "might" live long enough to blow out the candles upon his 50th birthday cake).  Somehow i doubt red-pill punk would last a month.  

Off-the-grid geezers - countryfied red-pills; they want...

These guys want a family - yeah sure, until they don't.  Cannot help but to suspect, it being all about their wants, their needs...these guys have been fickle, from the start.  Ever notice, the first thing out the these guys' yaps is: they don't want the "marriage" on paper - but i'll bet ya they want, ON PAPER that $6,540 used pickup truck; ya know, the one with the dented side, and ... ugh, seems to be leaking oil.  (There's cardboard for that, ask kevin.)

Just red pill SHRILL, ever negging on (and on...) how and why they do not want to get (legally - i.e., legitimately) married, because they'll lose half their stuff, in the event of a divorce - as if women who work for a paycheck don't lose half theirs in a divorce settlement?  Once in a blue moon, you might hear one of these guys mention (virtue-signal)  their children, but the next statement blows that ruse - comes the same old pout; child support obligations ... well, make it difficult to keep up the payments on that new motorcycle - and the early20s seat-cover/s.

Marriage with no state involvement?

Talk about a pipeline to poverty.  Even if jasper doesn't bail, after 30-40 years - (for a hottie and a 60k Harley) after his wife had sacrificed her youth, any career experience, social security benefits (which most people who work for a living, pay into the fund).  "Mrs.Jasper", is left with a last name which might not even be legal in some states - and perhaps, not much else. Now a tired, worn-out "widow," she may have no claim to her late "husband's" survival benefits - ya know, after all those decades, she kept the house in order, so that Mr.Jasper could focus on advancing his job/improving his property.  

Oh, and speaking of property, did jasper think enough of his hard-working "wife" to make decent provisions for her old age - in case he was no longer above ground?  Or did he not even trouble himself to have legal documents drawn up?  The house?  If the "widow" is not on the deed, she is ...nuts and bolts.  Legally, it will go to his kids (from his first legal marriage).  Oopps, forgot to mention, any kids the "widow" had with jasper, are legally "born out-of-wedlock."  In short, "widow" jasper will have to buy out whomever inherits the property + shell out about 6k in lawyer fees.  With no money...

Oh, and one other thing - when these get-off-the-grid geezers start into shaking their Bibles, uhm, does not that very same King James Bible tell us to "render unto Caesar" AND  to "obey the King"? - even if that person turns out to be ... the one you or i didn't vote for.  

"For, for this cause pay ye tribute also: for they are God's ministers, attending continually upon this very thing." Romans 13:6

"I counsel thee to keep the king's commandment, and that in regard of the oath of God."  Ecclesiastes 8:2

Why is it never preached that to "sell whatsoever thou hast, and give to the poor" is a process?

One which cannot be done in a day's time.  Not even by a debt free, lower middle class person, in the internet age.  If i was to sell all my stuff, it would not only mean finding the right buyers, but also, in giving to the poor, means the process of finding out which charitable organizations are legit, and which aren't. Why is it never preached that a rich man, with his three villas and town home - oh, and the rental properties - probably knows very little about what it's like to be poor, and so, the rich man has his work cut out for him, in learning what poor people actually need, to be able to get free from that ever nagging, grinding bondage.

It's one thing to pass out meals, and even $20s to homeless people - standing near intersections during rush hour.  It's also one thing to provide rent free, or low rent, spaces to poor people.  And while temporary relief is better than none, there's an old saying about the difference between doling out a fish to someone, and teaching someone to fish.  Meanwhile, elsewhere in the Bible, (Matthew 25:27) a man's servant gets rebuked for burying his master's money, instead of investing it.  

Had the rich young ruler heeded Jesus's words, helping the poor would have been a process.  There are three men interested in buying one of the young ruler's villas - the one that is located way out in the sticks.  Problem is:  Buyer #1 is a known human trafficker; #2 is a drug lord, and #3?   Well his credit isn't so good.  The other problem is: the fifty-some servants, who keep up the house and acreage.  Sell the place, to a sketchy buyer?  Then where will the servants go to obtain work?  Back to LaGree's factory-farm?  Big history there, not good.  

For sure, the rich young ruler, will need to get with his lawyers, and with brokers.  Some of the latter he knows - others, not so.  In short, selling his stuff is going to take time, careful thought, and alot of research.  Oh, and the ruler inherited alot of paintings and statues - he isn't too knowledgeable about the art world, so he needs to get with brokers who are.  More time needed to make the right investment decisions.  Perhaps, one of those decisions might entail buying LaGrees' - from the proceeds from villa #2 - and turning that nasty place into a farm, where the chickens and the cows aren't stuck in squallid cages - into a place, where the animals are well tended, where the food that comes out of there, is wholesome.  And where the workers are able to get themselves out of poverty, because the new owner - the young ruler - pays decent wages.  Livable wages, the beginnings of intergenerational wealth - talk about helping poor folks!

In short, why isn't it preached, that Jesus wasn't expecting the young ruler, to have everything sold, and doled out to every bum standing on the street corner - or outside of the local bars - and, by the following Tuesday, be joyfully living under a bridge (gimmee a break!)  Oh wait, why isn't it preached, that the rich young ruler was the type of person who had never been one to blow his money on vice?  Hhmmm, anyone notice, Jesus wasn't giving this specific expectation to some guy, or gal, who'd no ability to, or means, of possessing wealth - wasn't like Jesus was lecturing at some poor schmo, who'd just came out of domestic relations court (and late on his truck payment).  

A few verses up from the passage, he told Jesus, he'd kept the commandments from youth.  In other words, we all know - from Proverbs (and even from Dave Ramsey) vice is nothing but a gigando pipeline to poverty (Proverbs 23:21) had the motivated young man, gone through the process of selling and giving away of his wealth, he'd likely of ended up in a new line of business, and perhaps would have become even wealthier.  Rich people are generally like that - not being into bling, but into investing, into work; that's why they're rich (while the rest of us are stuipdly watching netflunks, or whatever :/).  Btw, Dave Ramsey had, some decades back, experienced a real rough patch - bankruptcy; no easy feat to climb out of that.

Hear too many of these preeechers tell, we're simply supposed to just up and sell ALL our stuff, and so render our selves, our kids - and grampa - joyfully, faithfully living in some corner of an abandoned warehouse, in a sketchy neighborhood.  

"Then Jesus beholding him loved him, and saith unto him, One thing thou lackest: go thy way, sell whatsoever thou hast, and give to the poor, and thou shalt have treasure in heaven: and come take up the cross, and follow me."  Mark 10:21

"Thou oughest therefore to have put my money to the exchangers, and then at my coming I should have received mine own with ursury." Matthew 25:27

"For the drunkard and the glutton shall come to poverty: and drowsiness shall clothe a man with rags."  Proverbs 23:21

Call it a delusion, but i like to believe,

that back in medieval times, here and there, were priests, friars, monks and nuns who read and understood, their latin Bibles, and knew in their hearts that salvation was by faith in the Lord - and not through one's own steam (kneeling on gravel for six hours daily, reading thirty chapters daily, giving up cookies - for twenty entire years ...).  i like to believe, these individuals imparted this ultimate message unto the people - many of whom didn't know latin, atleast not enough to understand more than a few phrases here and there.  i like to believe there were a few members of the clergy who actually taught the Scriptures,  who went beyond the mere parroting, over and over again, the (gimmee-gimmee focused) top ten - like three pages worth, out of the 1,200 some Holy pages.  Clergymen who were actively concerned about, who had a burden for lost souls.

Speaking of latin, on the medieval music videos, is artwork of the time.  Lots of detailed illustrations, and lots of words - on the same parchment; and writing materials weren't cheap, so artists/scribes wanted to sketch/write things right, the first time - no Staples just down the road, open seven days a week.  Early and middle English, German, French and Spanish; from what i understand, the European languages written and spoken during the time, was Latin based.  Surely, everyday people were able to recognize atleast a few of the written, and a few more of the spoken words.  Call me delusional, but i believe the common people of medieval times knew far more than we - who've read lots of books - care to give them credit.

In addition, the Scriptures state that, in the latter times, men "will wax worse and worse."  Well, common logic leads me to believe that, over the centuries, people have been devolving towards ... ugh, means people's comprehension is headed likewise.

And NO, the average peasant couldn't read.  But come on, were these men and women total dullards?  Doubt it!  Over the past several decades, our educational system's focus has become more about about class and race envy, a way less than simply teaching johnny and suzie to read and calculate (how much gas will be needed to make a 237.28 mile trip).   Funny - not - how this disregard for, even everyday learning, had become quite evident, not even a decade after the Bible had been pushed off the teacher's desk, and into the wastecan.  Meanwhile, fifty years later, school officials and staff, still go around wondering why students are acting like mentally unstable animals. 

"For by grace are ye saved through faith; and that not of yourselves: it is the gift of God: Not of works, lest any man should boast."  Ephesians 2:8-9

"But evil men and seducers shall wax worse, deceiving, and being deceived."  2 Timothy 3:13

Red pills are crying (surprised?) "Guard your wallets"

And with good reason - September is "Save the Gray Moths"  month.  :)

Minimalism? Looking more like white-washed poverty.

Saw a video the other day, of a couple living in, either an rv - or maybe it was one of those tiny houses.  All's i know is, first thing i noticed were some dishes drying upon a tea towel, which was lain on the stove - because there's virtually no counter space.  Not safe.  Her cupboards were tiny, and few in number, so the best she was able to do was cram whatever she was able.  

If one wanted to evil-surmise, one could accuse the woman of not being a good housekeeper.  But major no way.  Just having basic things, like a coffee pot, a toaster, a collander, a few mixing bowls, some cooking utensils, a few plates, cups, cutlery, drinking glasses, tea towels, dish cloths, cleaning solvents - just these, to store neatly is going to require more than two or three postage-stamp sized cupboards and two or three dinky drawers.  

Forget about hanging on to even a few family heirlooms - oh wait, such a patriarchal construct is going the way of ... modest clothing - won't be much room for that either.  BINGO! But what about hobbies?  Some take up more space than others, but even a telescope, a few astronomy books and maps are going to take up space.  And forget about laying out a length of fabric to make a (full length) skirt, and sewing the pieces together.  Bingo!

The whole minimalist/tiny house scene just comes off as a piglet in a poke :/  On some other videos, the content creators were talking about municipal codes, fonancing, and depreciation of these 100k plus-sized coffins. (Are we sliding towards that godless nation, where people actually pay out the ying-yang, for the privilege of living in an area not much bigger than a coffin?)  Within a few years, when the thin walls start closing in, what of the resale?

Continuation from last post.

There's some details about those wicked cities, that the nastiness wasn't limited to using another human being for s3x.

Ezekiel 16:49-50

"Behold, this was the iniquity of thy sister Sodom, pride, fulness of bread, and abundance of idleness was in her and in her daughters, neither did she strengthen the hand of the poor and needy.

And they were haughty, and committed abomination before me: therefore I took them away as I saw good."

An important website needs donations, they provide

beautiful historic music for free.  The gentleman who runs the site says that he, and other musicians are struggling.  i'll bet there's more than a few listeners, who'd love to contribute, but many are struggling to keep their lights on, and put food on their tables.  Oh, just another reason to despise price gougers and other thieves - because the funds they steal, could, instead, go to things like supporting the for-real arts.

On a related note, a certain (and very wicked) group of malcontents are going on, bashing arts degrees, calling them worthless - as if pig-capalitism degrees are the only ones worth achieving.  These are the same people who lay about on their (aunt betty's basement) couch playing video games and viewing pr0n for most the day.  Yeah, those people :/

Part of majoring in art is, learning about the time period, and what sort of things were used to create the art.  The musical instruments of old don't sound the same as more recent ones. (The old ones sound way better, sound way more real.)  Meanwhile, there's a shove toward stem - i.e., how to make bu-ku bucks, building s3x robots, and, in general, coming up with more ways to confuse the ish out of people, while ripping them off - those "agumented intelligence " (AI) voices sound creepy.  

Not saying all stem is rotten, but alot of it, only produces the ashy fruit of that certain group cities, which God destroyed with fire and brimstone from heaven.  (Genesis 19:28). But am saying, one has to more and more (hoop) skirt around identifying the obvious.  And by the way, in those cities, the gross sin wasn't just 5exua1; they were ripping people off, left and right - heaven help you if you were from another country. 

a MAN could have had the answer, in like two minutes.

The business, had a woman on duty.  That's when i knew:  uh-o, am shoot out of luck - will have to resolve this one on my own.  While a man would have had either a yes, or a no.  She likely didn't know much more than still-in-the-1970s me.  Is what it is, (more than) some jobs men do much better, are way more competent, than are women.  DEI strikes again.  

Frankly, i don't think she wanted to be bothered - especially with a probable commonplace question; one she either couldn't address, or even know the ordinary follow-up questions.  Or maybe, simply too embarrassed to let on, of not knowing the job very well.  By the way, there was nobody else in the place, and neither did she appear to be otherwise busy with another customer.  So, it wasn't that. And, no, am not going to complain to management - i.e., deal with the "your call is very important to us..." recording of yet another DEI voice. 

Neither do i know the woman's situation.  Likely, just one out of millions upon millions of women, who'd much, MUCH rather be at home with her children, and or grandchildren...but alas, like so many women, forced from home and hearth, and pimped out into the workplace.

BEAUTIFUL Music Alert: Musica Medievale on the sidebar.

And not only that, it's for real.  The men and women, who play and sing the music, had evidently taken the effort to learn about the musical instruments, the language, how the songs were sung during the time period.  For real, classical music - so way beyond mere (cringy) dress up games. 

Office environment - what took her 45 minutes, a man would have done in 15, if even that.

That is, a real man - not one of these "drizzle, drizzle" clowns.  Yep, have to spell this stuff out.  Anyway, the woman wasn't even sure the transaction had gone through - software, sounds like the one we have at work.  But anyway, in the (traditionally) conservative place, only a decade ago, they'd of not hired anyone with large visible tattoos - but that's everywhere in these post-Christian days; is what it is.

Purpose for this post is not to question the woman's competence.  Frankly, i couldn't help but to suspect she'd a more pressing concern - one that overrode any customer's need.  As it should be: the needs of her child - the one she is likely raising by herself; the one with whom she'd rather be home.  But hey, these are "soft guy" days... "drizzle, drizzle."  The same softies who blame feminism for their own personal drama, and that of their absent - or otherwise, worthless - fathers.  

Being inconvenienced didn't stop that last Tuesday.  Have to check back in; don't care to discuss personal business on the phone (or the internet - too many reprobates...)  This means, taking extra leave from my job, burning an extra gallon of gas (and extra wear and tear on the car) paying an extra parking fee.  And yea, stopping at home first, because i only carry what's absolutely necessary in my purse (again, too many reprobates ...)

i don't blame her - not for one second.  She, like most mothers, is stuck in a place, where the Lord had never intended women, doing work of which the Lord had not designed women to be stuck doing.  Soft guy era??  Let's call it it for what it really is:  just plain shiftless (lazy).

Nope, the electronics provider does not

send itemized bills.  Why, that would entail, an extra sheet of paper.  Oh horrors, that could mean having to...to (clutching imaginary pearls) hire a few extra workers, and oh (someone please fetch my smelling salts) maybe even have to provide at least some health benefits.  But here's the real scary part, customers might actually READ over the statement, and...oh (where are those ^¤÷%# salts!!!) might even think, and consider, is this or that option, worth the extra cost.

Surely, it's not just old people who are careful with their resources.   Yeah, cardinal sin these days.  No joke!  Have seen the...well, borderline hate cross people's faces; one time, over simply  requesting to look over the machine's instruction booket - because not all sewing machines thread the same.  Yep, am one of those annoying people who keeps things neat and in order, and so assumed...

Or are people simply too brainwashed to call bs?  No, this is not a dint, people are being sold a dirty pig, in a sealed plastic poke.  Sometimes paper is better than a screen.  Paper, you can lay on your desk, and compare this month with the last (few).  Meanwhile, e-bills are prone to get lost amid the advertisements (for more overpriced crap), and worse forgotten.  People, old and young, are being pulled in about every direction - and a bill ends up late??   Each month, the way too abbreviated page appeals to ecology, to get the customer to put their financial data on-line.  Uhm, a resounding NO!  That shiola opens you up to the reprobates, out there looking to steal - instead of ... horrors, getting a real job, and following the boss's rules to keep it (coming in on time, doing the work, not using the equipment for personal drama).  Is this test hard?  Evidently...

Go to another provider?  Nope, this one is the best around.  While there are others, tell me, those others don't play the same, if not even more annoying, games with their billings.  And excuse me, but $25 for a wall unit??  Of which, come 2030 (if this old boomer hasn't yet gotten "off th' effing planet" by then) both the wall unit, and the cable won't work with the new device - while the old one was well taken care of (not abused with voluntary garbage downloads) and so, by that time, needed accessories will run close to $100.  The 3-foot cable was $20 - for a...a  wire,  HELLO!!!   The protective case was $30.  All three, made by abused workers (barricaded windows, anyone??) and all three made with materials, that might cost $3.50, if even that :/

In short, wanted to hang on to the old one, but it no longer can hold up to the unnecessary junk being fed into it - of which we have about no control. Programmed obsolescence...just waxing worse.   Meanwhile, the Bible has verse after verse, after verse, explaining why and how the Lord draws a hard line against thieves.  

Boomers...

Those red pills were sure gleefull at ms.bluecollar's video.

Any other young, shapley (and barely dressed) woman, they'd of numbered her as 304, or judged her as being for recreation only - yeah, red pills, in you're dreams.  Am going to assume, she's not merely holding a stop and go sign - while the men are doing the actual road work.  And, as a matter of fact, if there's no one to hold that sign ... kaaRUNCHH!!! - somebody call the ambulance.  

Am also going to assume, the obviously physically fit, attractive woman is doing, quite well, handling 80 pound...whatevers.  So, this post isn't about dogging her.  Not everyone wants office work - the drama, the instability. The fact, however is, those highly physical jobs wear out MEN, even strong men, by the time they're in their mid-50s - which is why these jobs generally pay well (as they should) and offer earlier full retirement - as they definitely should.  

Am also going to assume, she's in her mid-20s.  Definitely hope to the Lord, she has other skills  soon ready - because, within ten years, she'll likely not have the strength to be lifting 80 pound...whatevers, one after another.  Maybe a newscaster position; she's a low voice - have noticed female news or sports announcers have that low voice.  Hope that's her real voice, and not one manipulated by hormonal chemicals.  Pills which may cause her trouble a few years down the road - why heaven forbid, she and her boyfriend may want to get married and, ...oh horrors, start a family.  

The King of all creation did not design women to do muscle jobs.  Red pills can go tell Him, how He should have done a better job...good luck with that ;/ 

Learned a tidbit while in town. It's not unusual

for people to buy a new phone once every year or two.  And the phones people are financing can run close to, or over, a thousand.  It's not just the phone, the activation fee runs about $35, then there's the 5 or 6 foot charge cord, which runs about $70 - they come with a 3 footer, but if your outlet is on the other side of your table...  If you're on the go, you'd probably want one to take with.  Next year, rinse and repeat; chances are, you'll need new charger$ with the new phone.  Oh, almost forgot, the protective case will run about $40.  So, even a cheaper $400 phone (which certainly will not impress the frienemies) will end up costing towards $600.  

Then there's the fake hair, the fake nails, and - lest we forget - those (abominable) tattoos; something like $1,000 for a sleeve.  i believe the fake nails run about $50 or 60, then every two weeks, the gel polish job runs about $15.  If one falls off, maybe $10 to put back on?  How often does that happen?  Anyway, hope the shop is close, because gas isn't cheap either.  The fake hair, can only guesstimate, about $90 - and i understand, it doesn't hold up - so i guess, it's a monthly $30 patch-up.  Am assuming these prices include reasonable tips.  

Men don't generally go in for the $1,200 phones, gel nails or hair weaves, but men sure like those $75,000 trucks and $40,000 motorcycles, and bass boats...whatever they run.  Not sure what a super-duper wide-screen runs, probably a few hundred - that is, until the next model comes out in 2025, then 2026.  All's i know is, a young man just spent $1,800 on computer accessories - he might be a you-tuber; some people makes lots of money that way, but most not nearly as much as they'd anticipated. 

Anywsy, am just wondering, how do people afford it all?  And then, on top of all that, drive late model cars - just saw an advertisement for a $75,000 vehicle financing offer.  Yeah i get it, you can get a lower interest rate - from something like 12% annually, to around 5% - by taking out a home equity; but what if something happens, and you're unable to keep up the payments?  

Such is life in thi$ fallen world.  The world wants your last dollar, and your last minute.  

Bank's pushing cash-back credit cards - sure, buried in that nano-font print,

there's a catch.  Whatever the reason, am not interested in forming a charge-everything habit; that can lead to serious problems.  Why expose yourself to temptations/toxins! And i seriously doubt that $600 dollars received back, is worth the extra 6,000 spent on junk, which usually ends up cluttering cabinets, corners, and waistlines.  Am sure the woman, pushing the (666) program, is only doing so, because she needs her job, in order to provide for her child - the one that jasper helped to create, and now he's miffed :/ ... typical.   Bet she received training, bet part of that was to regard cash transactions as behind the times, and to convey that to customers

Well whatever.  Think the less activity on the radar, the better.   Cash transactions leave more a margin for privacy.  If i want to buy a package of oreo cookies, (yeah, they're all sugar and chemicals) that's business.  (Bet i'll see oreo adds blow up my phone, within the hour - sort of curious.)

Less radar activity.  Haven't yet forgotten, and won't for another 80 years, how my office purchasing card got scammed - used it on the computer at work to charge for office supplies.  Anyway, had to close out the account, and wait for another card to be reissued.  Meanwhile, we were getting mighty low on copier paper - and no, didn't wait till the last minute to reorder.  

Just mean, nasty, and hemotional - these red pills at it again,

but this time, at a new low.  They're giddy-festing at women, over 30-something, who are finding themselves suddenly out of work, and struggling to find other sustainable employment.  At least, (unlike a certain demographic of seven million) women are actually putting in the work, to find jobs.  Payback time? These guys are high-fiving each other (if not engaging in other...greetings) all over YouTube land.  Evidently, the formerly young hotties - now some twenty years older (and twenty pounds heavier - stress pounds anyone?) can't get a first date, and if that's not enough, can't get a first job interview.

A red-pill cope.  These jaspers couldn't score a hottie twenty years ago, and now, twenty years later, the "fine wine" has aged to vinegar.   Ask any winemaker; in order to make wine that won't turn bitter, you must grow the right grapes, in the right soil, harvest at the right time, put into clean bottles, and store at the right temperature.  For most of human history, these exacting conditions weren't typically possible.

So much for red-pills, and their (mocking) whine.  Meanwhile, milk - that sours quickly, is made into butter, yogurt, cheese.  For virtually all of human history, people had to preserve extra milk; they could not afford to waste it - or any other resource.

Why the transit site, doesn't simply brief any delays

across the top of their homepage.  They used to, and that worked - around here, it's not like  New York City or Chicago - traffic here isn't an ongoing snarl, in every direction, monday through friday.  Well, last night, while doing dishes, the thought occurred -  the company had likely decided that posting any delays, on their homepage, was putting their riders at risk; since anyone, with malicious intentions, can visit.  

Yep, here we go again.  The reprobates, out there looking to rob some bus person... reprobates doing what they do... adding more hadsles into the lives of people, who get up each day, to go out and earn their money (instead of ripping off the funds of others).

Logging onto the rider's alert site means...yep, you guessed it - another freaking password to remember - more like, forget; it's a human thing.  

Yeah, my phone is outdated, and so doesn't keep up so well with the site's r-u-a-bot checkpoint.  The phone will soon need replaced.  That's some $300 - perhaps, including the $40-ish cost for the protective cover (a plastic unit, which probably costs less than $5, and still turning a profit)  Uhm, am holding off for as long as possible, before shelling out that money - and adding yet another piece of electronics to the overfull landfill pile.

Was sometime around the BC or AD division, some (likely cheap) seats,

in an arena, somewhere, in the roman empire had collapsed.  Anyway, recall reading, that funds had been sent from about all over the empire to help out the victims of this disaster.  Well, came as a surprise, because i didn't think they had charities back in those days.  So, that just further evidences, that even lost people will help out total strangers, when they can.

Here's where greed - and plain ripping off everyday people - is really vexing.  We all know of people who are in a jam - and will likely not get free, at least anytime soon.  Meanwhile, for the rest of us, there's only limited help we can offer - after all, we've our own issues, and it's too easy to end up in similar circumstances. Besides the people we actually know, who doesn't, at least every other day, also receive mailings from veterans' outreach, soup kitchens, children's hospitals, animal shelters...  And yeah, you want to contribute, but the question arises: does the money help the people, or does it help line some boss-beech's trouser pockets?  Ya even have to be careful with - so called - missions; not all missionaries are for real (or teach from the for-real Bible - a.k.a., King James).

On a similar note, saw a catchy title, while looking over the YouTube newsfeed.  "You're Not Poor, You're Being Robbed."  Amen.  If the post comes up again, am going to give it a click.  Probably a rant about taxes.  But taxes are only the surface - speaking of roads, they won't get paved, nor will the police keep them reasonably safe from drunk drivers - or worse - if there's no tax revenue.

Theft goes way deeper.  Try finding basic housecleaning implements, that you don't have to replace, about every time you turn around.  Those, so-called mop refills aren't cheap, and about all they're good for is, adding to the already overflowing landfill, or further mucking up the ocean - along with countless other items, which are intentionally made for exceedingly limited use.  

And yeah, made my own mop refills - an easy fix, for an old lady, who lives alone.  An old broad, who isn't schlepping from one service job to another, while ever chauffeuring two kids to different sporting events - at the very least, every sunday and wednesday (that's another rotten SCAM, for another post).  So yeah, i have the means to control what goes in my wastebasket; but alot of people don't have that option - i.e., when you're being economically gaslight, day and night, it's difficult to think straight, to plan.  So, to any smugs out there:  grow. a. heart.  Thankyou.

Yep, that's what unsaved people do: rob the stuffing out from people - even from their unredeemed brethren.  And then, turn around and scoff.  But hey, who said anything about "honor among thieves."

"Nor thieves, nor covetous, nor drunkards, nor revilers, nor extortioners, shall inherit the kingdom of God." 1 Corinthians 6:10

"But the fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers, and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake of fire which burneth with fire and brimstone : which is the second death." Revelation 21:8

Preachers can say what they will about Margaret Sanger.

All's i know is, she worked as a nurse in the slums, where women - whose drunkard husbands refused to put aside the booze and provide at least a reasonably decent life for their wives and children.  Per the red-pill whine-line, Always men's fault??  YOU BETCHA!  Comes down to these king-babies wanting patriarchy's perks - a cold beer served to him, while he relaxes upon his lazy-boy - but none of the responsibilities; none of the time and work. involved in being a father.   

It took a for-real preacher's sermon to expound the following Scripture - that taking care of the kids isn't just mom's responsibility.  "And, ye fathers, provoke not your children to wrath: but bring them up in the nurture and admonition of the Lord." Ephesians 06:04.  Oh, there's more.  "And thou shalt teach them diligently unto thy children, and shalt talk of them when thou sittest in thine house, and when thou walkest by the way, and when thou liest down, and when thou risest up."  Deuteronomy 06:07.  This verse is reiterated in Deuteronomy 11:19, almost word for word.  Hmmph, when Scripture mentions something only once, that's more than cue enough for us clay pee-pots to listen up.  But twice - and in the same book...?

Yeah, how about that!

Have read that Margaret Sanger was a racist.  Not sure of this, because people are known to misrepresent, if not lie - even saved people have been known launch half truths, and false accusations (same difference) because they don't like somebody's socio-politics.  Though the difference between the saved and the lost is: the former will get convicted by the Holy Spirit, and the later will go on making self righteous excuses.  The things this woman had seen, just terrible - any one, with any heart, would get upset, and want to fight back.  Oh yeah!

A century ago, racism was rampant - and we can thank too many preachers and elders who didn't, Scripturally, call out racism for what it is : the sin of pride - yeah, studying Scripture takes effort ;/  Back in those (bad old) days, of course, preachers and elders didn't want to honk off the local white-sheeted pointy-hood society.

Were not the Hebrews reminded, more than once, they'd been on racism's receiving end?  Deuteronomy 05:14 is a long passage, concerning the Sabbath; it ends with, "; that thy manservant and thy maidservant may rest as well as thou."  Deuteronomy 05:15 begins with this friendly reminder:  "And remember that thou wast a servant in the land of Egypt,"   While looking for a related Scripture, happened upon this pearl, concerning the feast of tabernacles  "And thou shalt rejoice before the LORD thy God, thou, and thy son, and thy daughter, and thy manservant, and thy maidservant, and the Levite that is within thy gates, and the stranger, and the fatherless, and the widow, that are among you, in the place which the LORD thy God hath chosen to place his name there."  Deuteronomy 16:11. This verse about repeats, two verses down, in 16:14.  Oh but wait :)  Deuteronomy 16:12 reads, "And thou shalt remember that thou wast a bondman in Egypt : and thou shalt observe and do these statutes."

Why even today, there are people spreading the lie that Ham was cursed.  No he wasn't; the curse was upon Ham's son, Caanan - who's sons settled in the same land which the Hebrews would eventually inherit.  "And he said, Cursed be Canaan ; a servant of servants shall he be unto his brethren."  Genesis 09:25.  Unlike the Hebrews, who were given laws concerning the treatment of anyone doing (menial) work for them, the surrounding heathen had not such detailed rules of conduct.  What the heathen did to defeated soldiers...brutal.  To defeated kings?  Nasty.  Adoni-bezak tells in Judges 01:07.

Margaret Sanger had little time for church; she was turned off by the entire Sunday and Wednesday meetings.   People assume narcs wresting Scripture - from both behind the pulpit and upon pew - is a recent thing.  Uhm, nnooo.