Bill's Notes

[Bill, May 15, 2012]
In which I go all libertarian
Charles Krauthammer on drones.

He comes out against our government using drones on American soil. He's OK with it in Somalia, apparently.

My qualms about drones has hardened into complete opposition, not that I get to set policy. But I am against the use of drones except in a case of declared war, and then only on our declared enemies, and never on our own soil. We think we're clever right now -- we can hit anyone at anytime. But that won't always be true. And it will create levels of frustration that foments terrorism.

Not only that, but the use of drones within the U.S. is another step closer to a totalitarian military state. I don't think I'm overstating the point. One danger in any nation is the government can see its own people as a threat.

And just for the record, I am against bombing anyone in any nation with anything stronger than a pointy stick except in case of declared war.

We've been doing way too much bombing. We're solving one set of problems, but we're creating others.
[Bill, May 14, 2012]
Geekdom: Petals around the rose
In my scholarly leisure time, I found myself trying to figure out this puzzle.

Beat my head against the wall ... and after 15 minutes, I got it. Then hated myself for not seeing it sooner. No, I did not look up the answer on the Internets, either.



[Bill, May 10, 2012]
One "tell" of conspiracy theories
What to make of this? It was linked by Instapundit, and I think wrongly.


The Obama administration, including his czars and along with his closets Progressive supporters, are planning a manufactured insurgency against America. He is using the media to his advantage to garner both sympathy and support for his unfinished goals. He is desperately seeking a way to remain in office, even if it means the surreal prospect of an indefinite postponement of elections - if it can be pulled off. So far, he’s got the support of the majority of the DHS “brass” behind him, according to my source.


Read the whole thing. I don't link to it either to cast light on extremely far-right-wing paranoia or to agree with the substance. No, I want to talk about a couple of "tells" in CTs (conspiracy theories).

The first tell is a long windup. This draws you down a tunnel, and usually you find yourself feeling the world has gotten smaller somehow.

But the big tell is this one -- the cast of characters is all the usual suspects: Trilateral Commission, Bilderberger, "the Jews," one world government types. A good CT will usually find it irresistible to include all sorts of suspects, to include as wide a range of characters as possible.

A little like when World Nut Daily said the U.S. was to suffer a nuclear terroristic attack, the Islam-terrorist-acquired weapon from Russia was to be smuggled over our southern border by illegal Mexican immigrants who were to be given safe passage by the drug cartels. (I think a recent movie was based on this scenario, but the movie was much better.)

Or when the M-I complex used the CIA and funded by Texas-oilman to enlist Mob-connected anti-Castro Cubans to set up pro-Castro Lee Harvey Oswald to shoot JFK so the U.S. could have LBJ as president so he could enter the Vietnam War.

It just hits all the hot buttons.

Here's the real conspiracy: The devil wants our souls. He wants to sow discord, puff up our pride, flatter our vanity, dehumanize others, addict us to negativity and carnal desires, and finally to tear each other to pieces out of suspicion, hatred and delusion.

God wants to purchase you with the ransom He earned on the cross. He wants us to remember our common humanity and our home in Him, and to love one another, even those who wish us ill. Pray for our enemies and do good to him that harms you ... and all that. Love to the point of mockery, pain and even crucifixion. That's the Christian message, and it's always been the Christian message. Christians are called to love and suffering.

Our enemies are what they've always been: addiction, suspicion, hatred, self-seeking -- sin, sickness, evil and death.
[Bill, May 9, 2012]
An analogy
I'm going to expand on the last entry.

Let's say I have an imaginary friend named George. Are you OK with that? Of course.

Now, say we are out to lunch and I want George to have a seat at the table, that I talk to George with you present, and that I order a meal for George.

You'd think it's strange, but as long as my conservations with George are civil, you'd probably file that under "tolerance of eccentricity."

Now the check comes. You expect me to pay for both my meal and George's, but alas, I say, "George will pay for his own meal." Now it's impacting you, and you'd insist that I pay.

"But you ate some of the good off George's plate! Very rude, by the way."

What I'm doing isn't illegal until I try to leave the restaurant. You insist that I pay for George's bill, and I insist that he can pay for his own bill. You argue that I'm asking an imaginary friend to pay for imaginary money for real food. I insist my friend is very much real.

Now say I resolve this argument when George tells me he's a little strapped today. So I pay.

Now say I try to register George to vote. You'd say, "OK, now you've gone too far."

I insist you're discriminating against him and compare you to poll-tax supporters during the segregation age. Bigot.

I call you a bigot, who wants to take away George's civil rights, and insist there is no ontological difference between the imaginary and the "real." I can define people as I see fit -- who are you to say George isn't real?

You want to ban imaginary friends! We shall overcome ...

And you say, "I'm not against imaginary friends. I just don't think they should vote."

I ignore that and insist you're a horrible bigot who is just like those who opposed liberation for African-Americans. We shall overcome.

*****

That's how strange pro-same-sex marriage arguments appear to me.

Same sex marriage is an ontological impossibility. We could not legally create one even if we tried. All we'd do is create an imaginary marriage and then swear it's bigotry to fail to acknowledge the impossibility.

And one step further -- you can't not know this. Natural reason and natural conscience tell you so. Just as in the above scenario, I can't not know that George cannot pay his own bill and that George cannot vote.

Same sex marriage is a mass delusion, as in, "extraordinary popular delusions and the madness of crowds."
[Bill, May 9, 2012]
On North Carolina's rejection of the redefinition of marriage
Obama says same sex marriage should be legal.

So should unicorn farts; alas, there's no such thing.

Now you have a right to an imaginary friend. You can name him George and have long conversations with him. However, it's not bigotry if I fail to legally recognize your imaginary friend's civil rights.

If you want your imaginary friend to vote in elections, I'm against it. And I really don't want to hear that I'm discriminating against him because he's black, or that I want to ban imaginary friends.
Killing and cooking lobsters
I took my girlfriend down to the shore for the weekend, to visit the shore house. Decided to make it a lazy weekend — yes, some cleaning out, but we took time to get to the ocean (the house is on the bay). After a day of shore breezes and cold water, she asked me what I wanted to do. I said, get some steamed lobsters, and go back to the house and eat them.

So I stop by a place that says, "Live crabs," figuring they wouldn't discriminate against other kinds of crustaceans. She waited in the car, and I asked the guy behind the counter. Got a funny story about how he hadn't set up his lobster tank yet 'cuz it's the most expensive piece of equipment to run. Anyway, he gave me a couple of places to try, and some directions.

So she tells me that I should stop and ask where we can find live lobsters. I said the guy just told me. She ignored that and repeated it, and I said, "He JUST told me." And she said, "Well maybe someone else has another idea."

I ended up going to the place he suggested. She looks at the prices and realizes it's like another $8 a pound for cooked lobsters, and says we should just cook them ourselves.

"Do you realize they scream like banshees when you try to kill them?"

She laughed.

"Really, they're like, 'Ow. This water is really hot. This really fucking hurts!'"

She laughed. I figured with the amount of money we waste, an extra $20 is no big deal to avoid having to friggin' kill my own food.

Nope. She insisted.

We bring the lobsters home. Now, I was just going to drop them in the pot. But she called her ex-husband and asked him, well, what do we do? He said jab a knife in between the eyes and then hold them upside down, to drain out all that water inside them. Then toss them into the pot.

I have since looked this up on the Internets. You have to actually stab it all the way through.

So I tortured the lobsters instead of killing the lobsters properly.

Now, I sorta have two sides, a softer side that wants to live in peace and harmony with all living things and then there's the side that punched a rat to death in my kitchen. (It was stuck in a glue trap. I was a little pissed at it by then. I said, "Stay. The. Fuck. Out. Of. My. House." The periods are punches.)

Anyway, I was feeling ... well, softer that weekend. Just peace and harmony and ocean breezes and sandpipers twittering through the wash and all that, and here I have to drag out the caveman to friggin stab and boil a crustacean that looks you in the eye.

I jabbed the sucker, cracked its shell, picked it up, emptied out the water — and the thing's still alive. It's scrambling and squirming and all its little legs grasping.

Into the boiling pot, still wiggling.

Take out the other one, which was not pleased. Claws brandished. I was afraid it was dead. Nope. Very much alive.

"What's his problem?" I asked.

"He saw what you did to the other one."

"Think they're that smart?"

Grab. Jab. Crack. Flip. Empty. Into the pot. He squirms for like 20 seconds.

They came out well. We set the table overlooking the water. We even had a side table on wheels for the dismembered body parts we didn't intend to eat. Broke out the new lobster crackers we bought at the five-and-dime.

I may have overcooked the tails, but the claws were perfect. A good time for all but the lobsters, which were refrigerated, murdered, boiled, eaten, and their dead carcasses discarded in the trash, while the rest of them were digested.

Now she's like — "We gotta get a bigger pot and do that again. That was really fun."

And it was.
Weighing in on the George Zimmerman case
Seems to me that the facts are in dispute, except that a tragedy occurred. Until the facts are determined, I can't have an opinion. Except the usual platitudes.

A lefty by my definition
What is a lefty by my definition? Hmm ...

I think a "lefty" can be distinguished from a "liberal" (in the American context) by their treatment of power. To distinguish "left" from right-wing abuses of power, I'd have to have two parts of the definition:

A. A commitment to causes we usually identify as left-wing (shit, a tautology), and

B. A willingness to use institutional or state power in an "ends justify the means" way, especially if the underlying principle ends up being "it's OK when we do it."

A lot of people self-identify with the Left, but I don't consider people members of the real Left (the faction I'm concerned about) unless they're willing to coerce/manipulate/damage people and property in the names of the left-wing causes, and in a way that's instrumental, that sees people not as individuals but as means to an end. I'd add a willingness to use power in a way that doesn't respect property rights.

Caveat: Both A and B are necessary. If, at some point, someone merely uses left-wing causes as a power grab, we're dealing with plain-old megalomania wrapped up in social-justice talk. This creates all sorts of ambiguities.

Personal lifestyle choices and beliefs don't add up to Leftism. These choices may be liberal, in the sense that they don't coincide with the status quo or challenge the status quo in some way, but without the power element, they are just that, personal choices.

In every case I can think of right now, if you are applying the same sets of rules to everyone, you avoid the kind of Leftism I'm discussing. Leftist abuses of power virtually always involve using state or institutional power to pick winners and losers in a way that favors some groups and hurts others.
The epistemology of loving
Do we know through loving? Is there knowledge that cannot be reached through reason that we can achieve through love? If so, what does this say about the limits of reason?

I say yes. That's as far as I've gotten.

As you were.
Never saw this joke before
Universal poker

(Order): Is each here? Does each have his opposite?
(Chaos): I am here, but my opposite is you.
(Order): Huh?
(Evil): Don't let him bug ya'. We're here.
(Truth): My opposite is not here.
(Good): Is your opposite "Lies"?
(Truth): My opposite is "Void". He couldn't make it.
(Evil): )snicker( Figures!
(Order): Agh! How are we going to seat five! This table is made for six!
(Evil): Just take out his chair and move over. Sheesh!
(Good): I have the cards.
(Evil): I've got the chips.
(Truth): I have the beer.
(Chaos): I have the cards!
(Order): Shut up.
...
(Order): Whose deal is it?
(Evil): Do ya' gotta ask that EVERY time?
(Truth): It is Good's deal.
(Good): OK, five card draw... uh, everything is wild.
(Evil): How can anyone win if everything is wild?
(Good): No ONE can win, but we all can call ourselves winners if...
(Order): I like this game.
(Evil): This is pointless.
(Truth): It is time to deal.
(Good): Here we go! Your bet, Truth.
(Truth): Five.
(Order): Five and raise you five.
(Evil): Don't you morons get it? It doesn't matter how much you bet!
(Order): I like ten better.
(Evil): )sigh( Call.
(Chaos): I fold.
(Evil): YOU CAN'T LOSE!
(Chaos): I still fold.
(Good): OK, I'll call. How many, Truth?
(Evil): What's the point in taking more cards?
(Truth): I will keep the cards I have.
(Order): I will take two.
(Evil): Why?!?
(Order): I didn't like those.
(Evil): None for me.
(Chaos): I'll take six.
(Good): Sorry, you folded. Dealer keeps his. Bets?
(Evil): Oh, just get this over with.
(Order): But now we have to bet!
(Evil): Any money you put in, you're just gonna get back!
(Truth): I am in agreement with Evil. Let us show our cards.
(Truth): I have five aces.
(Order): I have five ace of spades.
(Chaos): I have a three.
(Good): Please be quiet. I also have five aces. We all win.
(Evil): Hold it, bub. Six aces, read'em and weep.
(Good): Where did you get that card?
(Truth): He stole it from Chaos.
(Evil): You know the rules, boys. The pot's mine.
(Good): That was a stupid game.
(Order): Whose deal is it?
(Truth): The dealer progression is opposite the deal. Chaos deals.
(Chaos): Whee!
(all but Chaos): )groan(
(Chaos): Eleven card stud-hold'em with threes, eights, jacks, and kings wild...fives count as fours, fours count as nines, and queens don't count unless there is a prime numbered spade showing ...
(Order): I fold...
Bugaboos
Thinking tonight about critical theory. Yes, I think about things like that. It was about my own mini-narrative that I developed during grad school, which is this: Critical theory is extremely dangerous bullshit, and if it ever moved outside the English Departments into the law schools, it's the end of America as we know it.

Hard to describe, even now, just how insidious critical theory is. I spent, seriously now, about 10 years of my life (let's say 1992 to 2002) trying to come up with an answer to it. I did, but a critical theorist would counter it.

Here's why -- critical theories seem true. That's why they have withstood enough critical scrutiny to last in the universities. But critical theory is, well, very bad.

What's critical theory? I would argue that it's a style of writing, and a way of thinking. No one else would say that, but I would. It's an extremely abstract way of thinking -- I can't stress how abstract it is. These folks have not only built castles in the sky, they moved in and brought their friends.

It comes out of a weird Kantian problem, namely, if your experience of the external universe comes from nerve impulses that go through your sense organs into your brain, your brain really has no choice but to believe your sense organs. But really, does your brain have any basis for that? In other words, does your brain really know what's on the other side of your eyes? It just assumes this information is accurate. But for all you know, you're living in a simulation. The Matrix demonstrates this principle.

Now that you've been epistemologically unhinged from reality and you exist only in your brain, let's dispose of the brain itself and say, well, is there any real evidence that you have a brain or a body, since, after all, any experience of the real world occurs from sense organs telling us so. We don't really know anything ...

Now that you don't even know you exist, let's skip the rest of the 19th Century and move to Wittgenstein, who said the reason mankind can't answer the essential ontological questions with certainty is that the ... drumroll ... the questions are the problem. They are in language. So before we can answer the questions, we have to answer what language is.

At which point we get the rest of the 20th Century bogged down in that question. Language is not reality, critical theorists say, it doesn't reflect reality, it is OUR reality, a separate system from any physical world (which we don't know exists and don't know if it does exist, anyway) and we inhabit language.

At which point, guess what -- everything is just FUCKING TALK. Reason, ethics, love, beauty, truth ... that's just people talking, usually to oppress someone else and steal their possibly non-existent stuff.

At which point we move from philosophy to activism: We need to stop the people who are controlling language, specifically the narratives we tell ourselves that keep the entrenched powers, um, entrenched. We create counter-narratives that challenge, subvert, undermine, and vitiate the existing meta-narratives that oppress others that we might liberate the oppressed. I'm still making this too clear to be true critical theory.

Anyway, at which point we come to the law. Laws are part of the narrative -- they're just a story designed to oppress others. Come the revolution.

Now, of course, all this can be avoided by punching a critical theorist in the face, or point out that his paycheck is just part of the narrative and you're going to give it to the oppressed. At which point they'd call the police, and prove themselves hypocrites.

How any sane person believes any of this crap I don't know.

But here's the thing. The Biblical view of reality is "through the glass darkly." There are lots of unanswered questions. We really don't know who we are, we really don't know where we're going, we don't have an adequate answer to human suffering.

So let's take it as an article of faith that your sense organs are reflecting something that is orderly, consistent with others' experience, and follows rules. What matter is, or is not, is ultimately not relevant. The word reality and simulation break down at this point -- what's the difference between a simulated reality or a reality reality when in either case there is one concept that is unrefutable: You are going to die. There's nothing you can do about it. And you can relavitize it. You get no say in the matter. The simulated reality bullets will kill you; the real real bullets will kill you; if you duck, you might live.

OK, this is all screamingly obvious, which is why I say that critical theorists are BS artists.

And once we've taken that small article of faith -- let's just say that what we're experiencing is consistent enough that we're all experiencing, albeit in slightly different ways, we can bring back in the whole friggin' tradition of law and human thought.

I have no idea why critical theorists allow this thought to elude them. Actually, I do. They want, in some sense, to deny reality.

Now, critical theorists take their ideology to the umpteenth degree. They argue that concepts like equality under the law, and logic and the scientific method, are just arbitrary narratives to keep white males in charge.

All of this crap hasn't seeped in. Yet. But a lot of it does, mostly because critical theorists hide most of it when presenting it to the world. Most people on the left have no idea who they are in bed with.

That's why I've tried to distinguish between leftists and liberals. A liberal can mean anything from someone who thinks the whole world needs a group hug (at which point, I qualify as a liberal) to people who want to sign up the government to handle every social problem (at which point I'm not).

In other words, you're Joe Schmo and you think that yes, we should have some kind of national healthcare system. OK, fair enough, dude. We'll talk costs, details, etc. But you're dealing in reality. You're trying to make the world a better place. I may not agree with your answers, but we're both asking the same questions.

Now leftists think things more like this: The entire meta-narrative needs to be destroyed, and to do that, we need to destroy the current system. So let's have national healthcare so that we can run up the bills so high that they'll destroy capitalism. Then we'll replace it with socialism and create a better world. We'll handcuff the oppressors and give their stuff to the oppressed.

And guess what, liberals -- you'll be right up against the wall with me when we get shot. You'll just be more surprised than me.

By the way, the first stage of this leftist social revolution is nearly complete. It's to destroy the institution of marriage and the family. Strong, God-fearing families are enemies of leftists just as much as entrepreneurs, because they continue the alleged oppression.

The problem is, today's liberals are being duped by leftists. (Leftists are, in turn, often duped by Muslims.)

How do you know when you're inadvertently appropriating critical theory in your arguments?

1. When you forget human nature. That's the biggest one.

2. When you level all values as "relative".

3. When you ignore natural law. Deep conscience is the best way to inoculate yourself from critical theory.

4. When you're arguing from a position of resentment. Critical theory is all about resentment.

5. When you vilify those who hold to traditional values that were broadly held only a decade or two ago. (Gay marriage, anyone?)

Those are just five. Ultimately, critical theory strips out the common ground between people and turns everything into a power play. It's no kind of world to live in.

So let's all have a group hug and figure out a way to balance the budget and do something about healthcare.

RIP, Jim
James B. H., October 9, 1927 - March 7, 2012.

My father died yesterday at 1:55 p.m. He had been suffering from Alzheimer's while a series of increasingly severe ailments wore him down.

It was expected he would die this year, but no one expected it this suddenly. He stayed in his house as long as he could, then he stayed with me, and finally, in October, I put him in assisted living, which he liked.

2012 was not kind to him. He spent January in a hospital, then went to a nursing home in February.

The nurses were planning to take him to occupational therapy, so they got him out of bed, took him to the bathroom, and after that, wheeled him into the TV room to watch TV for five minutes before therapy. When they came to get him, he was gone.

They called me and I came down. I prayed a rosary over him, kissing his forehead, held his hand and thanked him for the good stuff, told him I could've done without the bad stuff. Then I said good-bye. I cradled his head one last time, but his head was hard, and I thought, he's not here. He's gone. I left and went outside and smoked a half dozen cigarettes and talked to family on the phone.

Alzheimer's a cruel disease and I wouldn't wish it on anyone. I can't talk about that.

Jim was the youngest of 10 children, four of whom lived until adulthood. He grew up in Manhattan, attended New York public schools, and graduated in 1945 at age 17 from George Washington High School. He joined the Marine Corps. His enlistment papers stated, "Invasion of Japan." He thought he was going to the denouement of WWII, but they dropped the bomb instead. He got stationed in Bayonne.

He spent much of the 50s and 60s in night school, earning undergraduate degrees in history, mathematics and civil engineering, and a master's in civil engineering. He worked for 35 years as a civil engineer. He worked on projects such as the New York Thruway and the Ocean County sewerage system. He got married to my mother in 1952 and they separated in 2000.

He retired in 1992 to a bayfront home at the Jersey Shore.

He began showing signs of Alzheimer's in 2007, maybe earlier.

He loved to read and he loved birds. Hence, lots of bird books. He was a lifelong birdwatcher going back to the Boy Scouts. He was interested in building things and had hundreds of strange, esoteric stories about things. Unfortunately, I heard them all 1,000 times.

This is the good stuff. The bad stuff was there was a side to him that was deeply compartmentalized off, that estranged him from virtually everyone in the family. I won't go into details here.

RIP, Jim. Thank you for the good things. I'll pray for you.
Komen, Planned Parenthood, and sadness
This week there was a dust-up over an organization named the Susan G. Komen Foundation, which funds groups that fight breast cancer, and Planned Parenthood, which we all we know what they do. Komen cut off funding for PP "breast cancer screenings" (really more of a referral service) and PP went ballistic. About a dozen friends of mine went ballistic on Facebook. I was shocked and horrified.

Today, I am sad. I had no idea so many people, whom I still consider friends, dripped with such contempt for the pro-life viewpoint. I have forgotten that when I was pro-choice, decades ago, I had contempt for that viewpoint, too.

But after all this time, the falsity of the pro-choice argument is obvious. There is no counter-argument to pro-life — pro-choice is an obvious lie driving a dictatorship of relativity and culture of death. Our entire mainstream American culture has become progressively infected with these lies.

I would go further: Pro-choicers absolutely know they are wrong. It is impossible not to know. The deposit of faith written into each person's conscience testifies to it. To silence their consciences, they must tell another lie to cover up the initial lie, and then another to cover up that one. And so on and so on. Then finally divert the conversation. Then project their feelings onto pro-lifers.

And after all that, their consciences still know better and pursue them, like furies. And so anger, contempt, manipulation, question-begging, lies, and cross-accusations.

These feelings, as counter-productive as they are, still testify to hope for the individuals who manifest them. As long as pro-choicers manifest an inbalance between what they know and what they say, the struggle continues. They still possess a conscience, attempting to break through. It is when their consciences are seared that the anger and contempt stops and a cool equanimity prevails. Then they truly are lost ...

So I suppose we should let them rage away. It means they're not spiritually dead yet.
Cultural Wars, continued
I've been thinking more and more about politics. Possibly it's the possibility that the GOP may take this country back, and my concerns about why that may not do any good, that's the cause of my concern. I admit I'm terrified for this country, not out of fear for what it could become, but for what it has already become. The things I had feared would happen, have happened.

Culture is what the people think, do and feel. It's our experience of daily living and how we plan. When a culture becomes explicitly anti-Christian, the culture itself is in trouble. It has a hard enough time when it's Christian.

This culture writes itself into our politics much as sound vibrations are captured into vinyl to make an analog recording. It's very difficult to talk about politics when the underlying cultural issues aren't dealt with. It's like saying we'll push down on the record needle to change the sound of the record. Sure, we can distort it -- but you can't change the music that way. You need to have the correct sounds recording to begin with.

Right now there are some interesting developments going on. The Game/PUA community is more than a bit sociopathic, but has essentially cracked the code on the relationship between the sexes, particularly what men and women want. What the Gamers have learned, tested, realized, and exploited, is exactly the thing God warned us about when he commanded Biblical sexual morality. God wasn't telling us not to have fun -- it was akin to the inventor saying -- it doesn't work that way. I won't go into too many details except to say that Game works beyond belief, and it is knowledge if used will eventually lead most men to loathe women. Instead, it should be an explicit warning about what faces men and women in a society where Biblical sexual morality has broken down and a reversion to evolutionary psychology has come to pass. It boils down to this: Nerds create civilization, but will only do so if they have a woman they respect and love, and who loves and respects them. If not, the whole thing falls apart. BTW, the damage is already done and it happened from the mid-60s until the present.

Another development is described by Charles Murray in his new book "Coming Apart." He'd noticed something that I'd had an inkling of -- namely, that the Democratic base lived far more conservative lives than Republican base. It's like we have the nerds who've never used drugs telling us that it's OK to toke up, and the burnouts who've seen the damage saying, um, no, this shit destroys because it's destroying us. Essentially, we're becoming stratified by class in a way the U.S. has never been. I haven't read the book yet, but I have felt this class difference. He seems to ID the breakdown in sexual morality as well.

So round the barn and back again, here's where we stand: We need to be a nation of God-fearing, neighbor-loving (agape) ladies and gentlemen, who demonstrate good manners and sportsmanship, act according to our word, know what words mean and stick to it, and we'll have a civilization.

But right now we have a Democratic elite, who talk liberal and act conservative, spewing daily poison into our culture while maintaining the benefits of a conservative lifestyle; let's call them what they are: The Democrats are the Party of Death. And we have a rabble of conservative-talking, liberal-living (or reformed) Cargo Cult called Republicans. At least they are the Party of Life, but that's about all they have going for them these days.

Reforming our culture is beyond my means. I do know that our culture of abortion and no-fault divorce has pretty much put a fork in the culture. The Democrats open new cultural fronts each year. They've politicized the weather. They've politicized fundamental assumptions like the definition of marriage -- a conversation that was dangerous and irresponsible to have, and could not be seriously argued except by folks who have lost every ounce of common sense.

Shit happens. Our nation, with its militarization, its frequent wars, its deficits (which boil down to a failure of political will, aka, a measurement of culture, the virtue of the people, if you will), its culture of death, is turning into Carthage.

Catholicism on one hand; Game on the other. Returning to natural law (which has love, grace, and justice as its fundamentals) and adhering to it -- difficult for many of us -- is the only way we can produce a just and lasting society. The answers are all there. But can we accept them even though they are not what we want to hear?

Editor's note: I am guilty, too, so I'm not saying I'm better than anyone.
Thought experiment on globalization and automation
One thing we're all starting to realize is that the rules have fundamentally changed, economically, for the U.S. What happened to the lower classes in the 70s and 80s happened to the middle classes in the OOs. But this decade looks like the big squeeze, no matter who is president and which party is in charge.

We have issues related to globalization -- both parties are in favor of it -- and automation. http://www.theatlantic.com/business/archive/2012/01/why-the-united-states-will-never-ever-build-the-iphone/251837/?google_editors_picks=true

We moved from hunter-gatherers to subsistence farmers to agrarian economies to the industrial revolution. In each case, despite severe dislocations, we moved from one to the other. But what's next -- a service economy? I think we all know that low-paid service sector jobs won't allow for a middle-class lifestyle. I'm afraid -- yes, afraid -- that what's happened to the cities is going to happen to the country as a whole. Even the nation-state is under attack -- from the massive Wikileaks to globalization to terrorism.

Where are we heading? That's actually pretty easy -- we are headed into severe dislocation, followed by a highly distributed network. The nation state will continue to exist, but it will create false boundaries on a network that knows virtually no boundaries. Individually, we are nodes on a network. You can live anywhere -- and will, if you can afford it.

Let's do the thought experiment, and I don't know the answer. I am thinking out loud here. Suppose a freak of nature is born with 10,000 orders of magnitude more intelligence than anyone else. He invents robots capable of all agriculture, all manufacturing and all ordinary services -- the entire supply chain from drilling oil out of the ground to raise cows to packaging them and selling them to automated checkout. Say he can do this extremely cheaply. A house can be manufactured for $1,000, capable of generating its own power indefinitely, creating water from air (dehumidiers) and handling its own garbage and sewage. There really is no need for anyone to do anything.

Now, here's been my bugaboo with economics, and the limits of my thinking: Who can afford that $1,000 -- because none of us have real jobs. Say he can product enough food for everyone in the world for $1,000 per year, too. Who can buy his food? The guy's robots are so smart and powerful we can't even hold a gun to the guy's head.

So it's lose/lose. He doesn't have much of an economy to sell into, and we don't have the cash to pay his very small invoices.

What goes on with globalization and automation is like that. If people can't afford the products they make, then the people who can afford to buy the products are steadily undermined, until, logically, no one has any money and thus there can be no payment for these great services.

We have to hope the smart guy just flat-out does it on his own ... with no hope of renumeration for his work.

The only industries left will be entertainment and creative services, artisan work, illegal drug distribution, gambling, that sort of thing. We'd have to be a world of artisans and monks and very disciplined family types.

But knowing human nature, we'd have idle hands. Not good.

I can't understand how globalization is supposed to work. The people who build the products can't afford them, and the people who buy them are sitting in quicksand because there's less and less need for jobs like theirs.

That's why I can't see the future, except dislocations, which if we don't blow ourselves up, will be followed by an extremely automated world that's inhuman, has little to no need for us, and will likely impoverish us.

But again, I'm at the end of my thinking ...
Update II
Mom's recovering nicely. Haven't decided what to with the father, but need to decide soon. He's still in the hospital.

I will say attempting to take care of an Alzheimer's patient who has done the things he's done and left the mess he's left is the most onerous burden I've ever faced in my life -- endlessly distracting, a giant, sucking black hole of need that if you aren't careful can utterly destroy you and even the people around you.

And during my visit, my family made sure not to make it clear they didn't want to hear a word about my father, because you know, it's not enough that I suffer. I have to keep quiet about it, too.

Update
Hi. I flew down to Florida Friday. My mother had another stroke-like episode, but so far is recovering well. Just some eyesight issues at this point, but considering how much she's recovered so far it's good news. She went from a paralyzed side to a paralyzed left arm to full use of everything — nothing's frozen. Just a vision problem in one eye. Best we could hope for. Praise God.

Meanwhile, Friday morning as I got off the plane I got a text message from a healthcare worker. My father flipped out in the nursing home for the second time and once again is in the "older behavioral health unit" at a hospital back in PA. He is officially thrown out of the nursing home for good. They handled him even less time than I did. Not sure where he's going next, but I'm not going to worry about it now. He's not coming back to my house. A social worker is on the case and says there's a place that will handle this.

Meanwhile, I had a second client who wanted some work for me and now that's delayed. It seems any time I get my business up and running, my father creates another emergency. He's just shown that he's willing to anything, including violence and attacking staff and patients, to get his own way. Plus, he didn't do what he needed to do to make handling his affairs easily.
Victory for the Unborn
The Fifth Circuit U.S. Court of Appeals reversed a district court's temporary ruling enjoining the government from enforcing Texas' sonogram law.

The law, which will require doctors to show sonograms and describe fetal development, is clearly designed to show women that they are killing a fellow human. Because they are.

First victory in a long time. Good news. Praise God.
This guy gets it
Robert Samuelson says our politics are failing here: http://www.realclearpolitics.com/articles/2011/12/26/russian_roulette_with_americas_future__112528.html
Merry Christmas, reader(s)
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!