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Doin’ Good, and Feelin’ Sorry


The liberals use this term a LOT.

Think about it.

Is compassion all about feeling sorry?  Of course you can empathize, but does empathy really help the one for whom you feel pain, or pity?

When an ixquick.com search is performed of the words: compassion, empathy, altruism, and relief (when paired with psychology) – almost invariably the key sentence in the synopsis provided on the search page leads one to believe that the act is more about the actor, rather than those who are the need of the action.

Empathy itself, of course, does not lead to action.

I can cry because someone is in pain.  That does not mean I will necessarily “help” them (which leads to a whole another paradigm we will get to in short course).

Alternately, just because I “help”, doesn’t mean I feel a damn thing (for I am the Master and Commander of my feelings).

But the articles themselves seem to always focus on what acts of altruism (compassion) do for the individual.

Those of you who have read my column for a while now know that as a young man, I suffered from depression (don’t ask me how I “beat” it – I just kinda got over it.  My physician at the time (and still) told my Mother I’d “grow out of it” (and I did).  Great man, that physician (it’s a part of why I have stuck with him – but primarily just because I think he is a swell guy).

But, to the point, I was told (either by friends, professionals, or things I read on the subject) that one should find “something to take care of” to get past the depression (I chose Bonsai and a shark tank).

So, for the individual to be “healthy”, he or she must, must, must do something for others?

I’m not certain of that.

I think one could be totally self-centered and completely content.

When that changes it is likely because the individual’s happiness is challenged by another (say, they have a parcel of land you wish you had, or a wife or an ass you covet).  That’s when it gets a little “dicey”.

So really, what I read from the psychologists is that these acts of “compassion” are really to a great extent, self-centered.

“What a great guy that Greg is,” or “Gee, ain’t Jimmy just swell”.  Public adulation may also be a motivator.

But any way you cut it, compassion is not always driven by pure motives.

Do those in need of it care?  Probably not.  Especially when they are so deep in misery that misery is all they can see.

It is what leads to the degradation of a society.  People at one strata so very deep in pain, and at another so high on self-adulation that ‘never the twain shall meet’.


What constitutes it?  How is it measured?  What happens when expectations of some recovery are not met?

The fact is, feeling sorry, and doing good are really two very separate things.

To share the pain of another is human; to do something to try and ease that pain – divine.

So really, it is about motivation.

But when you add the spiritual component (I do this for God, and not for man), there are many other complexities in involved (“I am more Saintly than Thee” sort of mentality).

But think a move or two down the chess board.

Let’s say your personal act of self-sacrifice for others leads to a positive result, but the individual you helped feels no sense of gratitude, or perhaps there is no recovery from their state of degradation.

What then is the response?

Well, I would proffer that when self-motivated (this act of compassion), the response would likely be selfishness.

“Well, by-god, I helped this dirty S.O.B., and the only thing I got in return was spit in the eye!”.

Well, well, well.

What did you expect, when it was “all about you” anyhow?

So, let’s take a different slant.  What if it is not about how it makes you look in the eyes of your fellow man, or about how your efforts are “advancing the state of mankind”, or even “gee, it just has to be done” ?

What if it is about something much bigger, and much more noble.

What would God think ?

Who cares about your fellow man.  As Mother Teresa so aptly put it “we will always have the poor among us”.

And it is true.

But Christ teaches us that we are to have pity on the poor.

It is not an act of feeling; for any one of us could suffer a separation from God (most likely at our own choice).

It is not some sacrifice at the altar of the universe either.

God’s realm and our own are two different things.

There is no “magic” in this (hate to burst your bubble).

No “ying” and “yang” to balance an equation, no payback, or sacrifice for that matter at any altar.

The sacrifice has been completed.  There is no “owing” or “beholding”; no balancing an equation of right and wrong, and no “coexisting” with every damn philosophy on the planet.

What it is, is – simple.

God commands, we perform.  God requires, we deliver (sometimes).

It is why I do not personally subordinate myself to these earthly concepts such as altruism, compassion and “understanding”.

I’m not going to pretend to understand, and I am not going to pretend to try.

Somethings are simply not worth it.

So the easy path is simple; just do it ’cause God says to do it.

How can you go wrong with that one!

Then, you see, it is neither about the poor dejected one, or about how it makes your soul “feel”.  Then it can be pure, this simple act.

Helping another.

Sometimes, it takes the form of succor; sometimes, a stern correction.

But overall, when the objective is totally centered on God, one can be assured in the confidence that it truly was done for the greater good (and not the P.R. cash it earns you in your goody-two-shoes balance sheet).

So eat that, you silicon valley tech moguls, and you Hollyweird morality experts.

He’s gonna cut you down when you make it more about you, than about Him.

A Treatise on “Why”

Why are attacks leveled against Conservatives on the rise?

Well, simply put, because we are applying pressure where it belongs.

They are attacking us through violence because they are coming to realize they can no longer attack us through debate on substantive issues.

In short, their lies are catching up with them.

Chickens, coming home…

Okay!  I’ve been chastised for writing in cliche and metaphor, so let’s just attack this gnat from a different angle, shall we ?

They dreamt of the grand scheme, of plans best laid, and of privilege extended only to the wisest of the wise; but in their slumber they ignored that through a fostered ignorance among their base, they too suffered from a brain-deadening, dim glow made more dim by the scheme and its lack of challenge for a humanity seeking ever-increasing enlightenment.

Dim wits, you say!  I must agree.

How does one go from an elevated manner of debate to splitting heads of your opponent on the streets.

The Dim-O-Cratic Party is suffering from a deadening of the wit.  Perhaps it is drugs, perhaps it is through apathy; but there can be no doubt that the only argument they make now is an un-doing of their core beliefs (i.e., “peaceful protest”).  There is no such thing in their “rank” rank anymore.

Only the fits of rage.

Rage against the man, rage against the machine, rage against the very cities in which they dwell (the “occupiers”).

Why the radicalism?

It is simple, really.

A bunch of tired, warn out, long-in-the-tooth hippies trying their dead-level damndest to relive their glory days vicariously through a new generation (the millenials).  And they do not care who gets hurt, as long as they continue to get fat.


Will they be a flash in the pan.

Most likely.

The newer generation coming up recognizes the error in the philosophy these thugs follow.  There can be no prosperity in stealing; it will ultimately degrade us all.

The new kids do not wish to live in that hell that is eternal lockup in their mommy’s and daddy’s basements, and the rage against “establishment” that logically ensues.

Hell no!

They have a means of escape.  That means?  The strength in their own backs.  The guts they were born with.  THEY will make our new capital just — “swell and peachy!”.

In short, they will build the brave, new world, and it will be one in which every man can be free.

They want to retire at 50.

And why the hell not?

Work hard, and that is entirely achievable.

You also will not require a Big Brother smack-down to make this happen.

In fact, BigBro and company will only hold you back from achieving your goals.

You see, the new gen is much like my gen.

I came out of the 60’s, seeing what distress the hippies drove.

I witnessed the 70’s, when people were trying to figure out what the 60’s were really all about (and the 70’s were essentially a further slide into self-degeneration, or sort of “slinking” to the bottom, so you could find the bottom, and then begin climbing out).

In the uplifting 80’s it came to be “all about me” (and we see remnants of that in all the selfies today – who cares what you are up to? Seriously; take a pill).

And now here we are in the 90’s and the new millennia and looking back and thinking “what the hell just happened”. What sort of a mad blip is this in the grand history of America (and of spaceship earth)?  Why can people be so heartless and cruel, and how did they become so numb and insensitive to the suffering of others?

What I don’t get, (and forgive me for continuing to hack on the intellect of the left) – what I don’t get is why in the hell are you covering ground already traveled?

It is ridiculous, pointless and quite frankly — painful.

Painful to witness, painful to consider, and most of all, most-painful to live through.

Have you no love in left in your souls?

Also, I must say, it is a bit embarrassing as well.

Why on earth would we go down a road that leads to nowhere?

For YEARS, the liberal has been so very full of promises.

With JFK, it was “do for others” (HOO-rah for the “ask not” gen).

With LBJ, a war on poverty.

Which, of course, started all the rest of the wars to end all wars (drugs, homelessness, teenage pregnancy, gangs, obesity, free thought, free speech – you name it, there’s a war for it).

And no end in sight.

Honestly, I believe these cats create situations that require wars.

In fact, I’m not sure we’ve even gained any ground, and I damn sure know we are not holding any (and where free thought is concerned – I actually believe we are losing ground).

I don’t mean to be a  doom-sayer, but come on people now, stop your smiling on one another and think about what’s really going on here.

Poverty is as bad as it ever was.

MS-13 is making strides in this country (and likely due to an open border).

Drugs.  Hell-fire Gurdy.  You want drugs, they are virtually everywhere (just look for a gang, or some a-hole wearing Google_Goggles and micro-dosing LSD – seriously, it is a “thing” out there in Californication).

So, back to the original thesis  — “why”.

Why are liberals lashing out, killing conservatives left, right and center?  Why?

Because they have proven to be rank failures, maybe?  Because they are having Charlie Manson flashbacks?  Who knows with these cats.

What once was the Midas touch has now devolved to the kiss of death.

They wave a magic wand, but instead of rainbows flying out their elbows, there is only pestilence and dank, black clouds spewing from their self-perceived magic wands.

It is as if the light has been removed from their souls; as if they have become living wraiths, railing against a wide and varied universe that offers goodness and prosperity to those who will seek them through the correct paths of personal enlightenment.

I can tell you those paths do not include drugs or anarchy.

They will also not be found when hanging with smart-assed Congressmen who demonstrate the asinine even when one of their own has just fallen (the NERVE).

Honestly!  Who would desire to be in league with this?

Soon, and I promise you this one, the violence will turn in on itself.

Very soon, intelligent men and women will take a hard, cold look at themselves and exclaim “My God !  What have I become?”.

It will happen.

There is still light among the dark cloud.

God still reigns supreme, not only in this country, but around the world as well.

Bidden, or not bidden, God is always present.

Even in Vladimir Putin’s recent interviews with Ollie Stone is it evident.

President Putin remarks that “as long as man has a way to go before the grave, there is always hope”. (This paraphrase is based on Stone’s sobering question to Putin “do you believe there is hope”).

I personally believe this is the will of God speaking through Mr. Putin (you will of course remember that his Mother was a Christian, God rest her soul).

Putin is right.

There is always hope when good men and women can see past the ends of their noses and use reasonable and rational intellect to solve problems.

Violence has never solved anything, nor will it ever.

Violence only begets more violence.

But until the left comes out of their uninspired, anti-intellectual “funk”, we will continue to downward spiral.

Auguring like a craft spinning from orbit, out of control.

But there is, as Putin so aptly put it, hope.

It springs eternal !

It is the “manifest destiny” of enlightenment; nirvana, if you will.

I believe that there are great strides to be made in the very near future, and that those strides will not be made by clenched fist, or rifle blast, but rather, by intellects coming together to discuss cool, rational approaches to the world’s difficulties.

Right now, all you have are barbarians clinging to silly models that never worked well, and are utter, and complete failures today.

Why are there problems?

Because irrational behavior has set the conditions for the devil and his utter chaos to be the rule of the day.

Very soon this King will be dead.  Long live the new King, and with him, freedom (of thought and deed) both of, and for all men, the world over!

The age of the Barbarian and his excesses is finally coming to a close.  For that, I am thankful for a new breed of radicalism born in the age of Donald Trump.

What’s Next ?

In this contentious political era, I sense there has been a victory, of sorts.

Perhaps, just perhaps, this is an opportunity for even more.  Not the crest of the wave, but its rising.

It is an opportunity to end this cycle of political shenanigans, skull-skulduggery and “platform ping-pong”.

By that, I mean there is an opportunity here for “someone” to take the high road.

That someone NEEDS to be conservative.

Picking up the mantle of what it means to be “above board”.

We have that in our grasp right now.

The Democrats are at the lowest point of their entire history.

Literally, we could right now step on their larynx and “finish the job”.

We really could.

Never have I seen anyone stoop to such depths.

It is deplorable, and quite frankly gives America and worse, Americans – a very bad name.

From Britannia, I would expect such.

Americans are supposed to be much more rugged than this.

Why…it looks like school girls scratching at one another’s eyes, eyes closed, and “scratching” only at the four winds.

Perfect example of why George Washington did not want to be “King” (er, Presidente) – Dynastic Rule at its most profane

They want to fight, they just don’t want to hurt one another.

It is undignified!

What a bunch of maroons.

So, someone can step up the plate.

Someone can demonstrate what true leadership looks like.

Think about it.

Think about the pantheon of conservatives.

John Wayne.

Oh my, where to start ?

“Dizzy” (Churchill’s hero – Benjamin Disraeli – the REAL jewel in the British crown).

Well, who can forget...Churchill ?

And, of course, in America anyhowSen. Robert A. Taft.

And he who brought us “God and Man at Yale”, that paragon of modern conservative thought, Sir William F. Buckley.

So, how does one “rise again”.

Well, how has the South?

First, it has been largely anti-union. Second, it’s governors have been very much pro-business, as evidenced by results.

So, what’s the point in all this, Precipii?

Well, I’ll just tell ya.

It’s about the way of life, stupid.

Conservatives just have a better way.


If we lose, we take it on the chin (for we know we will survive).

If we meet we are met with challenge, we meet that challenge.  We greet it with a nice, friendly punch in the shoulder.

If you bring your tatoo-sleeve wearing, man-bun yuppie-ass, gnarly hippie shroom-breath up in our face, why we are going to give you a hearty “HELLO”.

That’s right.

Because, you see, our heritage is John Wayne.

That’s the Duke to you, boy.

Our’s is Clint Eastwood, and Burt Reynolds.

Ours is the hero of the “man’s man”.

The man men like to “hang” with.

Not brush up against.  Not swap sweat with.

No, that is for some gay bar.

These are men for whom lead is the only thing “swapped”.  Lead, and pocket knives.

We cut our palms and make blood oaths.

We settle disputes, not by killing one another, but rather – by negotiation (like Trump, for example).

Real men can look one another in the eye.

Eyeball to eyeball.

This is what conservatives do.

We do not go around stabbing one another in the back.

We lift one another.

We are here to help one another, not drag each other down.

Take the hippie downers for example.

Just look at them with their toe tags and their DOA from micro-dosing shrooms, no less.

Who wants to be that smelly, filthy varmint?

Not I, sayest “I” .

Carpe Diem



So, to recap.

Now is our finest hour.

NOW is the time we seize the day.

If not, we deserve a fate worse than that the DNC faces in the wake of a disaster that was the Clinton-0bama years.

LESS than zero!


The Seven Deadly Platforms of the Seven Deadly Libs


The seven deadly sins, also known as the capital vices or cardinal sins, is a grouping and classification of vices of Christian origin.[1] Behaviours or habits are classified under this category if they directly give birth to other immoralities.[2] According to the standard list, they are pride, greed, lust, envy, gluttony, wrath, and sloth,[2] which are also contrary to the seven virtues. These sins are often thought to be abuses or excessive versions of one’s natural faculties or passions (for example, gluttony abuses one’s desire to eat).



“The Entire Obama Administration”




“Pleasure Island”


“…Self-entitled monsters…”







The Democratic National Convention

indian who bathes in dirt



“Smilin’ faces, smilin’ faces, they lie,\

They don’t tell the truth.

Smilin’ faces, smilin’ faces…

Oooooo, the back-stabbers.



This says it all.

The Way They Were Trained

Proverbs 22:6New King James Version (NKJV)

Train up a child in the way he should go,
And when he is old he will not depart from it.

Obama and Trump share a few similarities.

Both have undeniable egos.

Both attended college.

Neither were prolific in their publication in college.

In one of Obama’s papers, he actually praises Trump (1, 2, 3).

Trump, on the other hand, did not put near as much stock in his education at Wharton as he did in his perseverance in the market place.  He was driven.

Obama, alternatively, seems to rail against the system and the injustice he perceives in it.

What does it matter now?

The one, born of a silver spoon, puts less stock in government-funded education, and more in the work ethic that leads to success.

The other, born of relative obscurity and much lower economic conditions seeks success by tearing down the institution that produce a man like Donald Trump.

Obama has a deluded concept of success.  For him, it is something that is conferred, rather than earned; indoctrinated, rather than conceived; a hand-out entitlement, rather than a hard-earned success.

One need look no further than his accomplishments as the editor of the Harvard Law Review to see a record that supports a sort of lackadaisical method to his path for success.

Other than one letter, there simply are no records of his publishing anything.

As chief editor, this is most peculiar.

Trump, while also not prolific in his writings, did demonstrate effective paths to success from the time he was young.  He started his first business at age 12.

So while sketchy in their respective college careers, one can look at the genesis they both went through to see the contrasts.

Obama became a community organizer in the mold of Saul Alinsky and Frank Marshall Davis – both of whom advocated tearing down the system.

From Saul Alinsky:

Life is a corrupting process from the time a child learns to play his mother off against his father in the politics of when to go to bed; he who fears corruption fears life.

All change means disorganization of the old and organization of the new.

The job of the organizer is to maneuver and bait the establishment so that it will publicly attack him as a ‘dangerous enemy.’

And from Frank Marshall Davis:

And from the foreign press: The Telegraph: Davis an influence on Obama

Alternately, Donald Trump has done nothing but contribute to our system.

He has helped build this nation, rather than tear it down.

While he does not taut his own public education, he does demonstrate that it was through his dedication to sound economic principles that led to his success.

As he writes in later years:

“One of the problems when you become successful is that jealousy and envy inevitably follow. There are people—I categorize them as life’s losers—who get their sense of accomplishment and achievement from trying to stop others. As far as I’m concerned, if they had any real ability they wouldn’t be fighting me, they’d be doing something constructive themselves.”
Donald J. Trump, Trump: The Art of the Deal

“MY STYLE of deal-making is quite simple and straightforward. I aim very high, and then I just keep pushing and pushing and pushing to get what I’m after.”
Donald J. Trump, Trump: The Art of the Deal

“because much more often than you’d think, sheer persistence is the difference between success and failure.”
Donald J. Trump, Trump: The Art of the Deal

On competing: “I’m the first to admit that I am very competitive and that I’ll do nearly anything within legal bounds to win. Sometimes, part of making a deal is denigrating your competition.”

-Donald Trump

So really, the contrasts between the two are quite stark.

The one believes in beating the system down and re-building it in a collectivist construct, the other operates within the system, pushing it to its limits to achieve success.

The system, our system, is designed to promote success for all people.

Anyone who stays after it will eventually succeed.

Both of these Presidents are examples.  The success, measured differently.

Donald Trump. A President Who Makes a Difference.

But Donald Trump exemplifies one who believes in this country.  Who made his fortune based on its principles.

Alternately, Obama looks to a place like Russia and F.M. Davis for his compass.

Yes, the contrasts are stark.

I know with which my heart is simpatico.

God Bless Donald Trump, and God Bless America!

From Where Will the Truth be Derived ?


You know, Pilate wrestled with this one.

Who can forget from the movie the scene where he wiped the sweat from his brow like Brando in Apocalypse Now, only instead of “the horror” Pilate replicates iteratively the word “Veritas” (truth).

“What is this thing called “the Truth ? ” .

Well, some say it will set you free, while the wicked view it as a snare.

I think the Truth is neither wicked, nor is it overly-righteous.

It does not have to be.

It is the truth.

You know, it has gotten so that most anything that is uttered any more takes on the “smack” of unmitigated lie.

So many yarns have been spun by our media, that now they take on the little boy’s cry.

And the wolves, no longer the politicians, the wolves are the boy.

They are not to be trusted, not to be believed, and when the real wolves set in – no one will be there to lend them a hand.

And when you think about it, liars do die at their own hand.

They become ostracized by society as the cads and bottom feeders which they are.

Sad to objectify people so, but they have taken on that as if it is in their DNA.

Now, no one will believe a damn word they say.

Sad, as they have pretty much destroyed wholesale their “ships” – readership, viewership and listener-ship.

What will become of these “ships”.

Well, I’m no titan of economic theory, but every vacuum creates opportunity.

Competition will arise, and trusted sources will be again.

It is just a matter of time, money and wherewithal.

But it will happen.

Always does in capitalism.

Bubbles get filled.

When there is opportunity, some other unsuspecting lad or lass will crank up a printing press, start a broadcast station, or become a “pamphleteer” (in the modern age, a “blogger”).

So, there is hope for the truth.

That hope for this author lies in a willing subjugation to that divine Master of Truth!

I pray I live up to His expectation.

Precii, out !

(oh, and it’s good to be back)




Clear River of Truth, Muddied by the Message

What is the message of the DNC?

Think about this now.

What are they REALLY all about ?

At the moment, they are burned by loss and stuck in the whole “anger, denial, aggression” phase of recovery.

But what will “recovery” look like for them.

Trump has not yet taken office and all around things are looking up.  Businesses are talking re-starts and re-hires.

People are more positive than ever.  So, how is it, exactly, the DNC counters this?

Why would they want to?

It would seem to me they’d do better explaining how we got in this shape, and how their “new” leadership will ensure we never get in it again.

Right now, they have a serious problem with brand, brand loyalty, and even more so, with quality control.

Just look at the leaders they have fielded.

Need more?

Look at the way their base is behaving.

It’s undignified.

Makes the bumbling look mean, tired and really pathetic.

So, their message doesn’t work.

In fact, this “fake” news is more likely their response to this, to the fact their message has not struck a chord with the general populace.

In fact, it seems only to hit home with what now looks like a small smattering of individuals who still desire to support the old guard.

Well, make way for the new guard.

Liberalism needs a facelift !

In fact, in requires someone with an addiction to cosmetic surgery.

But band-aids will not fix this party.

What they need to do is go all the way back to the skeletal structure.

Break bones.

Take the Steve Austin approach – we can re-build it, make it stronger, better, faster…it would become the 6-milllion-dollar party (which would be a vast improvement over the existing 6-TRILLION-dollar party).

Yup.  Facelift…and a diet!

This might go far to getting noticed at the prom again.

But you know, undress it, and it is still the same underneath.

Mind, body and soul.  They all need re-vamping.

And who knows, the old grey mule just might make someone an attractive prospect.

Perhaps a kind soul willing to over-look much.

But it definitely can’t get a real date the way it is.

No amount of makeup will cover this one up.

No sir.

Time for real change for old gal.

And good luck with that!

Sociopathy…it’s a _ _ _ _ _



One Ringy…


To my loyal fans…

emmit_kelly_jrDo you remember a time when clowns were not scary?

I had the distinct privilege of meeting Mr. Kelly.

My college room-mate was a tremendous fan, and we went to Gatlinburgh to see him.

Very nice man.  Didn’t talk much.  Guess that’s why he was so nice.

But he sat there at a table all day signing figurines, books, photos – you name it.

He was like the Babe Ruth of clowns.

Well, I do a lot of clowning here on my site.  And I have enjoyed it.

And it is not coming “to an end”.

It’s just slowing down.

Mr. Kelly was up in years when we met him, but there he was, in his element, still going strong.

Clowns will always be with us, if nothing more, in our hearts.

Morons, trying to break down everything about this society, will continue doing their bit too.

Everywhere you turn they are tearing up the streets, burning, raping and looting.


These morons give clowns a bad name.

But I digress (should be my theme-phrase).

When I started this “rag”, I was dedicated to making it something like (nowhere near) National Lampoon.

I’ve always tried to keep in mind that while biting, it is only a commentary on what I see.

Well, enough of the long-winded goodbye.

Actually, it is not even farewell.

More like adieu* (only without the finality).

I have a tremendous amount of “stuff” going on in my life right now.  My career is somewhat precarious (sound, but not like money in the bank), personal life is nonexistent (and, I’m happier than when I quit watching football), and I have a new project in the fiction arena (for more, see this).

So, only look for updates here perhaps ever two or three weeks (as the mood “hits” me – I’m sure I will not be able to stay away as we ramp up to election day – GO TRUMP !!!).

Until next time, thank you for being here for me, and I wish (deep down) I could give every one of you a big ol’, sloppy wet puppy dog kiss (only, vicariously, through my puppy dog).


Sláinte !


*Late Middle English: from Old French, from à to + Dieu God; compare with adios. – Oxford English Dictionary