"In a democracy (‘rule by mob’), those who refuse to learn from history will be the majority and will dictate that everyone else suffer for their ignorance."
Yep, the White House website is missing The 1776 Report (NOTE: pdf file), as of this morning.
The Dhimmicraps do NOT want folks to be historically literate. (Real literacy is a threat to all statists, anyway, but historical literacy is especially threatening.)
(The link above is to a Wikipedia source. I’ll upload it to another archive, in case that goes missing, too.)
~ Rudyard Kipling, 1897 (though could as easily be 2021 and re: The Fall of the Republic as concerning Britain at the end of the 19th Century)
God of our fathers, known of old,
Lord of our far-flung battle-line,
Beneath whose awful Hand we hold
Dominion over palm and pine—
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget!
The tumult and the shouting dies;
The Captains and the Kings depart:
Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice,
An humble and a contrite heart.
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget!
Far-called, our navies melt away;
On dune and headland sinks the fire:
Lo, all our pomp of yesterday
Is one with Nineveh and Tyre!
Judge of the Nations, spare us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget!
If, drunk with sight of power, we loose
Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe,
Such boastings as the Gentiles use,
Or lesser breeds without the Law—
Lord God of Hosts, be with us yet,
Lest we forget—lest we forget!
For heathen heart that puts her trust
In reeking tube and iron shard,
All valiant dust that builds on dust,
And guarding, calls not Thee to guard,
For frantic boast and foolish word—
Thy mercy on Thy People, Lord!
Take heart! Rome wasn’t destroyed in a day.
(Oh, and Condition Yellow, head on a swivel, watch your six, and all that jazz, too.)
Killing English, by means of one illiterate boob at a time: “hammy-downs” (hand-me-downs) made it through proofreading and editing to published book. *smh*
Modded, of course, to suit my own taste. You’ll do the same if you try it, I’m sure.
Gingersnap Cookie Coffee
Ingredients:
~1-tsp Cinnamon
~2 Tbs Blackstrap Molasses
~1-tsp Brown Sugar
Crystalized Ginger “guesstimate” or to taste
Whipped/heavy cream (optional)
Directions:
Put UP TO a teaspoon of powdered Ceylon cinnamon on top of your coffee grounds (YMMV). Inside the coffee pot, before you brew, add 2 Tablespoons of the molasses and 1 Tablespoon of packed brown sugar (yes, there are low-carb substitutes for the brown sugar. Not so much for the molasses). Take a piece of the crystalized ginger and cut it up 2-3 times to help release more flavor. 4-ish dime sized(-ish) ginger pieces in the bottom of your coffee pot should be perfect.
Once your pot is finished brewing, give the coffee a gentle stir (with a non-metal spoon so you don’t crack your pot).
Cream and/or whipped cream? Yeh. Add it.
Yeh, sometimes it’s enough to put me off a writer: misuse of the reflexive pronoun “myself” when “me” is correct. Some subliterates think it sounds classy or something, I guess, when all it really does is shout, “I don’t know what I’m doing!”
Here: a tip for beginners with English, or those English majors who skipped taking Remedial English, and managed to graduate nearly illiterate.
BTW, the same morons tend to misuse the objective case “I” where a subjective case pronoun is called for. (Yeh, again: they probably think it sounds “classy.” It doesn’t.)
Someone who loves me more than she ought to gave me this hat:
I love this hat. In fact, that may not be a strong enough statement. Let’s try this: this hat has resulted in my new favorite fantasy: that when I wear it, I am taller, smarter, and much less ugly. *heh* The only drawback to this hat is that I want another one, now. Yes, already. (I only have the one in one color, you see. 🙂 ) But I can live with one. After all, it’s a very nice one.
Still lovin’ it.
“If only Africa had more mosquito nets, then every year we could save MILLIONS of mosquitos from dying needlessly of AIDS.”
But at least it didn’t stem from from riots or some such, not that one would ever expect such here in America’s Third World County. The “African Grocery” with apartments above and mosque next door: complete loss. Two injured–one a firefighter. No, no riot, but still not a Good Thing. The Somalis in that town will miss their specialty grocery and mosque. Not a lot of crossover with the Pacific Islanders’ grocery here in town, either.
I have seen “one of the only” used correctly exactly once. All other uses of it have been nothing other than evidence of stupidity. Yes, stupidity.
only: without others or anything further; alone; solely; exclusively
Now, admittedly, IF “one of the only” is followed by or includes a qualifier AND eliminates the article “the” (which ALSO signifies singularity, unless a group is clearly designated) bi>like “one of only five,” then the stupid phrase is transmogrified into something that has some sense to it. Apparently, pre-Internet publishers agree with me:
Yeh: the Internet. *sigh* Enstupiating the world by empowering Ortega’s “mass-man.”