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Ride to Ucazanastacua

It’s also the road to Cucuchucho.

WE LIVE IN a beautiful area, and some spots approach spectacular, but you have to know where they are.

One is the road to Ucazanastacua.

Yesterday, while my child bride was gossiping downtown with visiting relatives, I decided to take a jaunt.

As you may know, we live near a huge, high-altitude lake. There’s a two-laner that circles that lake, and it’s a nice ride.

But there’s a nearby route that’s relatively unknown. It does not circle the lake, but it abuts it for a spell in a spectacular manner. It reminds me of Route 1 along the Big Sur coast.

Up until about eight years ago, this road was primarily unpaved, consisting of dirt and potholes, only marginally usable. In the rainy season, it was mostly mud.

Then it was paved. It remains, however, little used even though small restaurants are appearing along the way.

I snapped this through the Honda windshield. Lake is to the right.

What the above photo doesn’t show clearly is that along much of the drive, it’s a deep drop-off down to the water. And look! No traffic. On a major holiday weekend.

I did not notice the post till I got home and downloaded the photo. Silly me.
Somebody’s home down thataway.

Being Easter weekend, I spotted a number of crosses along the way. They were decked out in purple crepe paper. The below is not a cross, but it was there for Easter.

Not a cross but an arch.

I stopped at an overlook, rolled down the Honda window and shot this brief video. Bob Dylan was crooning on the car’s music machine and competing with the sound of stiff wind.

I never did get to Ucazanastacua. A sign pointed down a steep road to the water’s edge. I did go through Cucuchucho, however.

And that’s your brief tour for the day. Leave tips in the jar on your way out. A joyous Easter to you Christians. To you Jews, shame on you for what you did! Tsk, tsk, tsk.

No Easter eggs for you people.

Diversity unveiled

BILL WHITTLE knocks it out of the park yet again.

Barry’s raspberry

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FOR A DAY or two after the Supreme Court’s rewriting of the U.S. Constitution so gay folks can get married, I saw this photo in passing as I scanned news stories. I naively assumed it was Photoshopped.

When I learned that Barry had actually done this, my head exploded. To call this outrageous is a massive understatement.

Gay marriage is extremely controversial. A large chunk of the U.S. population opposes it far more than I do, and most of that opposition is felt by Christians who consider it a slap in the face of God.

chuckleheadThe president is the president of all the people. The White House is the house of all the people. The hyper-partisan Barry, the antithesis of a president “of all the people,” does not get that.

For the millions of Americans who oppose gay marriage, you have received a raspberry from your president. He has stuck his finger in your eye on purpose. He is doing a victory jig around the White House, and he’s doing all these things intentionally. It’s the upraised middle finger.

I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again: Barry, for more reasons than just this, is the worse occupant of the White House in history.

The cluelessness of Barry

Barry

THE PERCEPTIVE among you might have noticed that I’ve not bashed Barry of late. That’s because I’ve mostly given up on him. He’s beyond redemption and, probably, the United States is beyond it too. Every great nation has its day in the sunshine, and that day has passed for America.

The 20th Century was its moment of glory. Gone now. Poof!

Lame-duck Barry recently asked, hilariously, for higher taxes and more government spending. Of course, the nation is already foundering in bloody red financial seas. And I see that Barry spoke at a “National Prayer Breakfast” yesterday where he said Christians — like Mohammedans — also have a horrific history.

The Crusades, you know. We’re just as nasty as they are.

Of course, the Crusades mostly ended in the 13th Century. The Mohammedans still live in the Middle Ages and, apparently, so does Barry at times.

The world faces murderous Mohammedan fanaticism, something Barry cannot even put into words.

And yet, something like 40 percent of Americans still think he’s doing a swell job.

It all reeks of the last days of Rome.

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* Perceptive cartoon was brought to my attention by Tancho.

The Devil’s Work

Religious war is under way in the United States.

One army readily confesses that it’s a religion. The other would utterly deny it. But both are classic religions, embraced with Godly fervor.

On one side of the battlement are the Christians. Their heaven lies above us in some uncertain place. On the opposing side are the Leftists. Their heaven, the one they seek to create themselves, lies here on Earth.

helmetOf this, they are as certain as a Pope.

Both beliefs are Utopian. A perfect world above that awaits us versus a perfect world here that we can and must  create.

Since the Christian religion and their perfect world are well-known, let us focus on the less-acknowledged Leftist faith and their  perfect world.

That world is this: From each person what he can contribute, and to each person that which he needs. When this is established, we will live in harmony.

Thus spake Karl Marx.

Think milk, honey and multicultural angels.

This notion, like the Christian heaven, is a pie-in-the-sky concept.

Leftists rule the Democratic Party and Christians rule the Republican. And their religious war is escalating daily to the detriment of the nation.

Religious fervor never accepts compromise, which is an essential element of civic peace and harmony.

The Leftist faithful love to point to the bloody history of their Christian opponents, bloodshed that took place centuries ago. It happened. It was terrible. And, most importantly, it’s in the dim, distant past.

In contrast, the bloodshed of Leftist clerics is quite modern, the Stalinist gulags, the mass starvation campaigns of Comrade Mao, the terror of the Cambodian Khmer Rouge. All were attempts to create Heaven on Earth.

Despite the Leftist antipathy toward traditional religion, they now fervently support Mohammedans against Christians. This is a classic case of the enemies of my enemies are my friends.

While Christians have long since abandoned Inquisitions, Crusades and burning heretics alive, modern Leftists have adopted similar tactics.

There is their Speech Police, their shouting down foes in public forums, their ruining of careers, families and lives.

These are their modern racks, boiling oil, and thumbscrews.

There is their rampant profanity, those hand grenades they lob over the battlements at their Christian opponents daily in the public square.

Religion can be a beautiful thing, and we need it. However, when its fanatics rise too far they unwittingly turn often to the Devil’s Work. Both faiths have been guilty of it, but these days one is far, far guiltier than the other.