Monday, September 22, 2025

The Deeper Meaning Of Charlie Kirk's Death And Memorial

Here are a few clips to get this started.

First, Secretary of State, Marco Rubio.

Second, Vice President J D Vance.

Next, Erika Kirk.

Now, President Trump.

Finally, Andrew Klavan.

They are not all the same. There is a line running through them, but they are not the same. The Overton Window has shifted dramatically. 

The dominant question on the right, now broadly permissible as a result of Charlie Kirk’s death, is this: How do we best follow Christ in the realm of politics?

It is incredible to me that such a question is now front and center in the Republican party. It would have been unthinkable even 3 weeks ago. As a believing Catholic, I haven't felt comfortable discussing my faith in public in 20 or 30 years. 

I have a friend who teaches natural family planning at marriage preparation classes. She's no dummy, she can see other Catholics wince when she brings up the topic. She shared with me a little of the embarrassment she feels, even among her fellow Catholics, at the subject. She hesitates to discuss it unless required by the classes.

That's the Overton Window in action. What is permissible speech in public? The Overton Window limits what we will discuss with each other, even in private, even among friends. When JD Vance said he had felt uncomfortable discussing his faith in public, he meant even the speeches he gave at red-meat, MAGA events.

The Secretary of State went full Father Mike Schmitz, not just in public, but in front of a memorial service whose size equaled those of JFK and MLK. When have you ever heard that, in such an enormous venue, from the person fourth in line for the Presidency?

I didn't watch the whole thing, but I watched much of it and every speaker got up and talked about their Christian faith. It was the central theme of the day. Not MAGA, not Trump, not the political enemies, not even the murder of Charlie Kirk. While Charlie's assassination was the catalyst, the end product of the reaction was this conversation.

How do we serve God in our politics? How do we gain the courage to speak the truth? How can we be more like Charlie Kirk in our daily lives?

I have no doubt that the regime media will focus on Trump's profession of hate. They absolutely should do that. The President of the United States, at a massive event for a Christian preacher, pled allegiance to hate. But you have to see it in context. If you know anything about Trump, you know he's a showman, full of bluster, speaking in hyperbole all the time. He is the greatest, everything he's ever done is the greatest, all of his achievements are like nothing we've ever seen.

Trump's profession of hate had an undercurrent of regret and doubt. It was an admission, not a call to action. When he talked about Erika's forgiveness, he didn't do what he usually does to people who disagree with him, calling her names or saying she was a failure. No, instead of that, he said that she might be able to convince him he was wrong and he needed to wish the best for everyone, even his enemies.

Amazing. Fantastic. Miraculous.

We don't know where this is going to lead, but we do know that it has utterly changed the conversation we are all having with each other, at least on the right. We are now having the correct conversation, as Andrew Klavan has been asserting for years now. The most important questions are about the Truth and both politics and culture are downstream of that. 

Don't get angry and avenge Charlie Kirk. Imitate him instead.

I'll leave you with this one, staggering quote. Imagine a world where Elon converts and uses his platform, his wealth and his powerful persuasion for Christ.

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Friday, September 19, 2025

Marginalized Pornography

Within the very progressive Diocese of San Diego, a common theme from the pulpit is how we must lift up the marginalized. It's driven me bonkers, but it's taken me a while to understand why.

There is no such thing as the marginalized. The term comes from social justice and cultural Marxism academic literature. It implies all that you would suspect given that pedigree. Its root is the verb "to marginalize" and it's freighted with the Marxist concepts of oppressors and oppressed. Oppressors marginalize people. The oppressed are the marginalized.

Further, it carries with it the woke hierarchy of victim groups. When you talk about the marginalized, people know you mean blacks, LGBTQWERTY, women, the homeless and so on. The flip side is that straight, white men and their allies are the ones doing the marginalizing. Everything is about power and systems of oppression.

Just taking the homeless as an example, you can see that the term doesn't make sense. My middle brother was an addict and an alcoholic. He was homeless when he died. To our diocese, he was a member of the marginalized. In reality, that man was in no way, shape or form marginalized by anyone. He was an utter sensualist. There was no immediate pleasure he would not forgo whether that was sex, drugs or booze. He slept with anything that wore a skirt and consumed anything that made him high.

Our family tried to "uplift" him many times, but that always ended in theft, betrayal and sometimes violence.

The racially marginalized are equally nonsensical.

Here, the white girl was the oppressor. The black guy who had just stabbed her in the throat was the marginalized. Dittos for the black passengers who walked past her as she bled out on the floor. You can find the full story here if you aren't familiar with this iconic image.

Classifying people as marginalized makes no sense at all. As Solzhenitsyn said, the dividing line between good and evil runs down the middle of every human heart. We're all complex people. Catholics, perhaps not including our clergy here in San Diego, believe that all people are fallible, sinful creatures that cannot perfect or redeem themselves on their own. That includes whoever it is the clergy think they're describing when they used the term "marginalized."

So what's up with all the talk about the marginalized?

When you use the term "marginalized," you put them in the context of the Marxists' oppressor-victim framework. The discussion from that point on forces anyone disagreeing with you to take up the flag of the oppressor. You are airbrushing away the agency of these people the way lingerie models have their flaws airbrushed away in Photoshop. It's porn.

When our clergy tell us to uplift the marginalized, what are we going to say, "No, I don't want to uplift the marginalized?" You force us to accept your unspoken premise that these people are helpless victims of an unjust system created by people like us who are privileged at their expense. We are the villains and now we must pay back what we owe.

It's all nonsense, it's all moral pornography. Your frisson of onanistic pleasure that comes from helping the less fortunate by your speech alone becomes all the greater because now you are helping, not just people who are in a bad way, but utterly innocent and helpless people who are in a bad way. You can't hope to find anyone who better fits Jesus' reference of "the least among you" than the "marginalized."

It's like an AI version of the perfect lingerie model, a chick crafted by your prompts to have just the right hair, the right skin, the right measurements, the right pose, the right facial expression and the right garments to arouse you to the very heights of ecstasy.

The marginalized do not exist in real life because Marxism is utterly wrong, but they do exist in your head. Each of the social justice progressives has their own internal image of the marginalized, just like porn addicts each have their own distinct fetishes.

A good way to put an end to this kind of talk is to bring up concrete examples. My brother, for one. Just how do you plan on uplifting him when he's just going to rob you to get another hit? How about the black guy on the train in Charlotte? Are you planning on uplifting him as he stands with the white girl's blood dripping from his knife, muttering, "I got that white girl?"

Or maybe these guys in South Africa. For the social justice crew, black South Africans are prime-grade marginalized beef on the hoof. Go ahead and uplift them as they destroy their own infrastructure in the process of stealing a few dollars worth of scrap metal.

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Tuesday, September 16, 2025

All Bark, No Blog

The puppy is just killing me. It takes up my every morning which is when my creative juices flow. It's getting bigger and easier to manage, but it's still needy and wife kitteh needs her morning sleep.

Sigh.

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Thursday, September 11, 2025

Having A Psychotic Boss Leads To The Assassination Of Charlie Kirk

I've been pondering this concept for a while and the shocking assassination of Charlie Kirk yesterday forced it to the surface.

What is the next logical step after this?

How about the radicalization of the Democrats?

The Democrats get a large percent of their money from small donors which means the base. As their popularity declines, so does their pool of donors. As their popularity declines, their base becomes more and more radical because the squishier ones leave. Their popularity is now at historic lows.

As their popularity decreases, they are forced to spiral in towards their far-left base which means their rhetoric has to become more and more frenzied and hateful to keep the money flowing. Hence "the end of Democracy" and "fascists" and all the rest.

If their starting point was that everyone who disagreed with them was a racist, a homophobe, a transphobe, a fascist and more, where else can they go as their base moves farther and farther left?

How do you appeal to psychotics?

Addendum

It is nearly impossible to be a conservative and not understand the left's positions because we marinate in them every day. They permeate our entertainment, schools and news media. We bathe in the water of the left.

It is very common for the progressives to have no idea why conservatives think like they do because people like Charlie Kirk have been edited out of their world. I can't tell you how many news sources and public figures described Charlie as "divisive" and then cherry-picked some of his positions, putting them in the worst light possible. They deliberately removed all neutral reference points. They wanted you to hate him.

As the left spirals down into their base, their base stays whipped into a frenzy of ignorant, self-reinforced hate. That's a recipe for more and more violence.

More than that, Charlie Kirk along with Ben Shapiro, Matt Walsh and lots of other thought leaders on the right make it a habit to speak in large, public forums and then make sure the progressives in the audience get an unedited, uninterrupted chance to challenge them in the Q&A.

That dialog was precisely what Charlie was doing when they shot him. 

You punish the things you don't want repeated. If you're going to punish free and open conversations about politics, be prepared for the alternative.

One more thing. Ben Shapiro made a typically brilliant observation about Charlie's assassination. This spells the end of open-air presentations like this. From now on, the venues for these things will be enclosed, tightly controlled and necessarily smaller. If you saw photos of Charlie's event yesterday, you'll see why this is a bad thing for all Americans. That crowd was huge.

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Thursday, September 04, 2025

The 8th Air Force And Islam In Europe

I know this is a detour from my series on Be Nice, Don't Judge in the Diocese of San Diego, but I just got a brain wave on a topic I've been pondering for years.

What will the world be like for us when Europe and Canada become Islamic? Given demographic trends, we're on track for that. 

What if the end result is a 1950s America where we prosper because our competition has been bombed into the Stone Age and we're the only ones with a functional, advanced economy? The analogy isn't perfect as we would share the spoils with Asia in a way we didn't in the 1950s, but the idea might be the same.

Is there a difference between the 8th Air Force and Islam?

Think about this: there isn't a single Muslim country where there are significant manufacturing, software development or investment industries. Quick, name an automobile brand that comes from an Islamic country. You can't because there isn't one.

It's not that they don't have resources, manpower or cash. There are plenty of Islamic countries awash in all three. It must be something cultural. I won't go into it here, but if you have read What Went Wrong by Bernard Lewis, it makes sense. Here's the book's blurb from Amazon.

For centuries, the world of Islam was in the forefront of human achievement -- the foremost military and economic power in the world, the leader in the arts and sciences of civilization. Christian Europe was seen as an outer darkness of barbarism and unbelief from which there was nothing to learn or to fear. And then everything changed. The West won victory after victory, first on the battlefield and then in the marketplace.

In this elegantly written volume, Bernard Lewis, a renowned authority an Islamic affairs, examines the anguished reaction of the Islamic world as it tried to make sense of how it had been overtaken, overshadowed, and dominated by the West. In a fascinating portrait of a culture in turmoil, Lewis shows how the Middle East turned its attention to understanding European weaponry, industry, government, education, and culture. He also describes how some Middle Easterners fastened blame on a series of scapegoats, while others asked not "Who did this to us?" but rather "Where did we go wrong?"

A lot of things went right for America in the 1950s. One of the chief among them was the fact that Europe and Japan were skeletons of their former economic selves. Are we headed back to those halcyon days once Britain, France, Germany and Canada become Islamic Republics?

Allahu Akbar, indeed.
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Wednesday, September 03, 2025

Who Are The Marginalized? Not You

After Bishop Devouring Mother smothered us with treacle at the recent Synodality Meeting, we got another earful about the marginalized from the pulpit on Sunday.

Who are the marginalized? Well, the homeless, the addicts, the migrants, the LGBTQWERTY crew, non-whites and women in general.

Recently, an illegal got a trucker's license from a deep blue state where they love the marginalized. Illiterate and ignorant of traffic laws or signs, he made a U-turn on an expressway from the right-hand lane and killed three people.

He is the marginalized. The people he killed are not the marginalized. Get that through your head, you judgmental bigot.

In Milan, a North African migrant beat and raped an 18-year old girl. I'm not going to post the details here, they are simply too horrible. He is the marginalized, not the girl.

The Marginalized Are Fetish Porn

Thinking about this, I came up with a definition of pornography. It is exaggerated sensory input designed to stimulate your particular desires. The porn star who is hung like a horse, the porn star with a D-cup, the family of migrants with eyes like anime characters, the homeless man who lost his job, they're all porn, some for the pervert, some for the be nice, don't judge crowd. The be nice, don't judge type love the way the marginalized excite their devouring mother fetish and give them a fantasy about cuddling and protecting and uplifting the weak and needy.

Here, we see two migrants, a transgender, a homeless person and a gay dude.

One of the worst things you can do to someone who is enjoying porn is to mess with their inputs. Imagine having a wonderful session with your laptop and someone presses the F11 key and your browser pans out to show you the camera and sound crew filming whatever filth you're enjoying. What a total buzzkill!

That's who we are to the Catholic Charities people, the bishops, the Church of England, Lutheran Charities and the race-obsessed progressives when we ask about the people killed by the illegal trucker or the girl raped by the North African. It's also why the churches and politicians are so silent about the victims. No one wants to be that guy, the one that wonders aloud if all this thrilling content featuring the "marginalized" is just so much porn.

The Real Penalty For Apostasy

Dig this. It gives you the true penalty for pulling back the camera on the porn - social isolation for you and yours.

That was Graham Linehan, a British comedy writer who got arrested coming off the plane at Heathrow. His story can be found here. It's worth a read to get a good sense of the direction the Elites are taking us all.

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Saturday, August 30, 2025

Be Nice Unto Others As You Would Have Them Not Judge Unto You

Here's one more post in my be nice, don't judge series discussing how and why the Church has become pathologically feminine, a near-perfect instantiation of Carl Jung's devouring mother.

Way back in 2023, 10 days after the diabolical Hamas attack on Israel, I wrote this post with the following excerpt.

I worked part of a men's retreat weekend on Thursday and Friday and heard another "God loves you" sermon. In light of what had happened in Israel and what is happening in our own children's hospitals and then the protests on campuses supporting both, that sermon was an obscenity. It's taken me a while to figure out what it is that makes them inappropriate and tasteless. I've come to the conclusion that they are childish. Not innocent and naive, but sickeningly infantile and weak in their blindness and dishonesty.

One of the priests who was on the retreat saying Mass has a habit of saying, "It's x o'clock and you are loved" with a simpering smile. I've always felt that to be a little creepy, talking to me like I'm an anxious child. This time it was sickening.

We're at war. Evil is no longer talking in euphemisms. It is livestreaming its rapes. It is shouting and dancing about its abortions. It is marching in the streets chanting, "Gas the Jews!" It is flashing swastikas from its cell phones at Jews in the streets. It is proudly talking about genital mutilation and mastectomies for children.

In this environment, prancing around and saying, "It's 11:30 and you are loved!" is an obscenity. It is a denial of the pain and loss of the innocent. There is no pain, there is no loss, there is just gooey goodness and love all around. There is no need to fight and argue and stand for what is good because there isn't any existential threat around us. Evil is nowhere to be seen, we can all go back to our soft beds and go back to sleep.

Synodal Nausea

At the diocesan synod meeting last weekend, we were given handouts where the slogan for the synod was "Pilgrims of Hope." It was nauseating in exactly the same way. It was infantilizing and condescending and useless in its utter emasculation of the participants.

I'm facing a major decision in my life right now. I'm aging out of the chance to achieve one of my life's goals - a vacation home in Alabama. I'll soon be too old to enjoy it if I buy it, but at the same time I have significant financial commitments to our extended family that must be met before I can spend money on myself. Outside of a DeLorean some 30 years ago and a few trips to sporting events, I've not spent much on myself. Throughout my adult life, my time and money have all gone to parents, wives, children and others.

That's not a complaint, it's simply part of being a man. The decision is right there in front of me every day. At the same time, my employment situation is uncertain. I worked about 60% this last fiscal year and am only 60% funded for the coming year. I'm working hard to land new clients and get to full time, but I've got nothing but prospects right now. I don't feel comfortable taking a plunge on a Fish River house at 60%.

Simultaneously, I'm fighting the bottle, just like almost everyone else in my family has, particularly on my mother's side, for generations. That battle has been up and down for years. Right now it's mostly up, but I know it will never go away completely. It's hand-to-hand combat with demons every single afternoon.

Into that situation comes my church, oozing docility and creepiness, saying things like, "It's x o'clock and you are loved" and "Pilgrims of Hope." It prattles on about uplifting the marginalized and amplifying their voices. The marginalized face the same choices and temptations I do, that we all do. We're freaking adults, not pouty toddlers.

This is how my Church sees me and everyone else, too.

After the Synod, trying to put my finger on just what was sickening me about this, I listened to this talk by Jordan Peterson summarizing his outstanding book, 12 Rules for Life. Here it is, queued up to one of its many good points.

Jordan is useful, the Church prelates are not. More tellingly, Jordan loves me, the Church prelates love themselves.

The Bishops Love Themselves

In Matthew 7:12, Jesus famously says, “Do to others whatever you would have them do to you. This is the law and the prophets."

I want, heck, I need my friends, family and church to treat me like an adult and not a disturbed child. I am a fallible, sinful person and only by changing myself will my life improve. A friend wouldn't pat me on the head and tell me they were going to uplift me because I was marginalized. If I'm marginalized, it's because I did it to myself.

Hello, double Elijah Craig Old Fashioned. And a refill after this one, please. I'm on the Highway to Marginalization, as AC/DC might say.

Last night, I began to think what it would be like if I talked, in a treacly voice, to the bishop or the pansy priest the way they talked to me.

“Father… oh Father… I can see the strain in your eyes. Do you need to be uplifted? Don’t worry, I’ll hold the space for you. Your poor little voice hasn’t been heard, has it? I’ll amplify it. I’ll be your megaphone of hope. You’ve carried such burdens, haven’t you? So heavy, so unfair. And yet you keep smiling—oh, how brave! But Father, you don’t need to be brave with me. Not anymore. You can put it all down. You can weep if you need to weep, wail if you must. Don’t hide behind your vestments. It’s going to be alright. I will nurture you, protect you, love you into wholeness. Shhh… there now. Let go. Let me be strong for you.”

Vomito de gato.

This isn't love, it's moral masturbation. The Church prelates don't talk to us like this because they love us, they do it because they get a virtue orgasm out of it. They couldn't care less about us, we're just 2-dimensional pornographic images to them. 

The scene where I condescend to the priest is plainly wrong because both the priest and I know our relative positions in the Church. It is inappropriate for me to talk to him like an infant. However, both the priest and I know our relative and utterly equal positions in the eyes of God and it is inappropriate for him to speak to me that way, too.

Further, and more obviously, we're both freaking adults, man. No one talks to an adult that way, not if they want to keep all their teeth. It's beyond insulting.

I think I'll stop here as this one is getting a bit long and I still want to go to the gym before the Newcastle game at 0930.

Maybe, while I'm at the gym, someone will uplift my weights for me. That's what Jesus would want - for me to go to the gym, but not lift anything and have me sit there and watch others lift for me.

Vomito de gato indeed.

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Friday, August 29, 2025

Be Nice, Don't Judge People From Other Cultures

 This was so breathtaking that it is practically the whole of my post today.

Shorter version: "They rape little, white girls because raping little, white girls is what they do and who they are."

Meanwhile, Church prelates, deliberately blind to such cultural differences, lecture us dirty, bigoted laity about being tolerant and inclusive while Church NGOs, devoted to "uplifting the marginalized" at any cost, provide the manpower for importing massive numbers of "people from other cultures" who lack "proper cultural awareness."

Mental Exercise: Imagine the amount of "cultural awareness training" required to make respecting women second nature to the fellow below given his starting point and the amount of  "cultural training" he has received since boyhood in his native land. How long might it take? Who would administer it? What culture would he be trained in when the West hates its legacy culture?

The feminine pathology that has take over the West in general and the Catholic Church in particular simply dismisses such complications as it plays out a massive, collective instantiation of Carl Jung's devouring mother.

Every problem is a baby and every solution is cuddling.

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Look, everyone! The migrants are receiving cultural awareness training! We're saved!

Yet More Bonus Content Because God Is Love

This post is taking on a life of its own.

Dig this.

A migrant staying at the Wethersfield asylum centre in north Essex says there is “almost nightly fighting” between different nationalities.

The BBC has seen video footage that appeared to show a fight involving several men in a canteen where chairs were thrown and one man had a bloodied face...

The asylum seeker, whose identity we are protecting, says the asylum centre on the former military base “has many, many problems".

He told the BBC there was “almost nightly fighting with another nationality, because the number of people is many”.

He said he did not know why the migrants were fighting.

The BBC understands that some of the minibuses that take migrants to the nearby centres of Braintree, Colchester and Chelmsford have had their windows smashed and vandalised on the base.

Be nice. Don't judge. God is love.
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Thursday, August 28, 2025

Be Nice, Don't Judge The Truth

Of all the various organizations, governments and institutions in the world, two of the very few whose mission is to pursue the Truth are the Catholic Church and empirical science*. Political parties exist to get elected. Private enterprise institutions, including our universities, exist to get funding. Only the Church and true science need to justify changes through reconciliation or argument with past doctrines and beliefs. Protestant Christianity isn't included because it lives in a no-man's land with its preference for personal interpretation over dogma.

True science doesn't have an institution that defends it. The ethical collapse of Scientific American and the capitulation of most of our top universities to cultural Marxism shows that clearly.

That only leaves the Catholic Church institutionally defending Truth. When we falter or fail, civilization loses its last guardrail and all bets are off.

Europe and Canada are decaying under the weight of mass migration from Africa and Islam. If you haven't seen it yet, check out this video of a 14-year-old Scottish girl defending herself from harassing migrants. She's brandishing a knife and an axe because the police and the men in her town cower in the face of the migrants. Naturally, the authorities arrested her and left the migrants alone.

I really dislike swearing in prose, but this meme captured what is going on in Europe perfectly.


Be Nice, Don't Judge

Recalling my post about nature being red in cilia and membrane ...

The whole model of the world God made is effectively, while not utterly, Darwinian. Violent competition is a part of life at all levels. It is into that world that Jesus came. It is that world that gives us the dramatic conflicts of our lives, conflict being a necessary element of any story. Our lives are art expressed through our bodies and our actions and that expression forms the story we author with our lives.

It is in such a world, deliberately and purposefully created this way, that we are called to serve God, love our neighbors, forgive each other and care for the least among us.

The Church and its associated NGOs have been behind mass migration everywhere, actively enabling it by supplying the manpower necessary to bring the migrants into the various countries. The Church and the NGOs have received contractual payments in the hundreds of millions of dollars to do just that. 

The Church has utterly disregarded the Truth and the reality of the world in favor of a pathologically feminine world view that insists that the only thing Christ really taught was be nice, don't judge. The end result is perfectly summarized by the meme above. The "Jesus Christ" may be inappropriate language, but only technically. It speaks a truth deeper than the simple exclamation suggests.

And now we live in a world where the countries that have brought in these migrants are on the verge of widespread sectarian violence. This was perfectly predictable for anyone who was honest and clear-eyed about the cultures being imported.

France Used To Be Catholic

In France, several cities are turning to teen curfews to suppress the growing violence and drug trade being perpetrated by the African newcomers.

Several French cities have this summer introduced a curfew for teenagers in a bid to curb youth violence, but even some mayors are not sure if the ban should be enforced. While some experts say that curfews for minors do not reduce crime, one French mayor begs to disagree. "It's become very quiet," said CΓ©dric Aoun, the mayor of Triel-sur-Seine located 35 kilometers west of Paris.

It may seem racist to suggest that the violence and crime is not being perpetrated by the native French, but the data suggests otherwise.

In Catholicism, observable, empirical data must be folded into our holistic model of the world God created for us. Paraphrasing St. Thomas Aquinas, if empirical data conflicts with Church behavior, then Church behavior must be wrong and be reformed. Be nice, don't judge has led to massive increases in rape across the West. That tells us that be nice, don't judge is not Christ's sole commandment.

The rape is bad enough. Wait for the sectarian violence to kick off in earnest and see just how effective be nice, don't judge is then.

* - I'm using empirical science as a shorthand for physics, chemistry, engineering, mathematics and similar fields. It's early and the coffee hasn't kicked in yet. This is the best I can do. Feel free to suggest alternate formulations in the comments.

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Tuesday, August 26, 2025

Be Nice, Don't Judge The Diocese

I've been pondering this for quite a while now. It's been a hard one to pin down and organize in my head so instead of simply posting slop, I've sat back and thought. None of it was worked out with AI because I sometimes find my thoughts too influenced, too guided when I do that.

Aside: I heard someone recently say that public intellectuals (of which I am not one) who have podcasts never have the time to ponder and think deep thoughts once they start their podcast careers. The demands of constant content creation take away their quiet, ruminative time.

I went to our Diocesan synod meeting last weekend. I thought it was horrendous. I don't think the idea of synodal processes - listening to each other and having deep discussions within our parishes about this or that important topic - is a bad idea at all. It can lead to all kinds of good things. No, it was the overall zeitgeist of the event and the people that made my flesh crawl.

I'll need a few posts to assemble the whole argument and this is just the opening salvo.

The Diocese's Fake Virtue

Practically every aspect of the meeting and the discussions at our table were utterly saturated with "be nice, don't judge." There was a wildly exaggerated emphasis on niceness and forgiveness and kindness and kissy-kissy love-love.

It was all performative.

Thanks to the progs here in California, statutes of limitations and previous bankruptcies were ignored so we could undergo yet another round of lawsuits regarding the sex abuse scandal. Everyone who had committed those acts is now dead and there have been no new accusations, so this was simply gratuitous beating by the same progressives our bishops all worship.

Here's Matthew 5:38-42, a passage that is clearly influential in our diocese and should have been fundamental to our response to the lawsuit given our progressive nature.

“You have heard that it was said, ‘An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.’ But I say to you, offer no resistance to one who is evil. When someone strikes you on your right cheek, turn the other one to him as well."

"If anyone wants to go to law with you over your tunic, hand him your cloak as well. Should anyone press you into service for one mile, go with him for two miles. Give to the one who asks of you, and do not turn your back on one who wants to borrow."

Emphasis mine.

When it became clear we were going to get sued again, the diocese pulled a stunt and separated the parishes from the diocese both legally and financially. When the suit  went through, the diocese declared bankruptcy and lost everything, but all the parishes were spared. If anyone wants to go to law with you over your tunic, hand your cloak to your cousin and tell everyone you've never seen it before in your life.

I thought it was a clever trick and perfectly reasonable given the treachery of the State of California. However, if you do that and then come and morally masturbate in front of us all about giving and love and not judging and be niceness, I'm going to need some Pepto.

They didn't mean a word of it. They were simply indulging in virtue pornography with each other. It wasn't real, but, by God, it felt real. It felt real, real goooooood.

God Doesn't Make Mistakes

The topic of LGBTQWERTY came up at our table in our discussions. Be nice, don't judge ruled here as well. "God doesn't make mistakes" so we should not even suggest that there might be sin associated with LGBTQWERTY.

I sat there wishing I'd brought a hip flask and trying not to rip some of the others to shreds verbally. Still, I had some questions.

I like to drink. I fight that every day. My family is shot through with drunks. I've become a firm believer that there is a genetic aspect to alcoholism. If God didn't make mistakes with the LGBTQWERTY crew, then he didn't make a mistake with me. I planned on having two double Old Fashioneds when I got home.

Hey, don't judge, man. Be nice.

And then there are the people (me, for one) who seem predestined to be judgmental and argumentative. Illogic drives me bonkers. If that's genetic, which it must be because it's strongly linked to an analytic nature, then being judgmental isn't a sin, either.

The entire structure of be nice, don't judge dissolves under its own weight. It's perfectly OK for me to judge because God made me that way, right?

Don't judge the judgmental people. 

Or maybe it's, "Don't judge, you probably aren't good at it. Leave that to the experts."

Random Meme

I'm going to stop here. I need to ponder a bit more before continuing. In the meantime, its memetime.

This seems apropos.
Also, sometimes liberal, white women include your bishop.
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Tuesday, August 19, 2025

Why Primitives Are Primitive

I recently found the YouTube channel of Franck Zanu. He is a native of Benin who has spent a good deal of time researching, studying and thinking about the plight of blacks around the world. I'm not sure I agree with all of his conclusions, but he has interesting and relatively defensible positions. Since he comes from Benin and I do not, at the very least I must respect his vastly superior experience.

Here is his conversation with a woman from the Caribbean about why he thinks Haitians will never be able to fix Haiti. I have queued it up to a relevant part of the discussion.

His assertion, which he lays out thoroughly if you watch the whole video, which I recommend, is that the Africans had never seen a functioning country. Prior to colonial rule, they'd never experienced anything other than primitive, tribal society. Here's an excerpt. I have edited this transcript for clarity. Her dialog is in italics.

We had tribal wars. And you must understand, even though the only thing African tribes have in common is skin color. Once we go to this tribe is a different language, different religion, different everything. Food, everything. It's like you've been to China, in France, except the way in the same region. Let people get this picture clear. It was a continent with only tribes.

(When the Europeans arrived in Africa) there was no republics. There were no countries. No modern day concept of what country means. There were no formal boundaries and borders. So let's talk about Benin itself. How many tribes were in Benin at that time? About 50. 50 different tribes or more... But you can't say Benin because there was no Benin. You can say the region. You see what I mean? It was a region that stretched all the way from the Nile River in Nigeria, all the way to Ghana, just a region. That's no name for anybody. There was nothing like Benin, Nigeria, Ghana. 

No. But there was a concept of Dahomey.

That's correct. That's a tribe ... That's one tribe of very brutal guys. Guys with potbelly married 200 wives, and they call them chiefs. And the foreigners named them kingdoms, because that is the only way they know from where they were coming from Europe. But there was no kingdom. We are not kingdoms.

It's any pot belly guy married to many women with his family making war on the other small tribes, and they were describing them based only on the word they know. The Europeans say, oh, this people's kingdom. It was only chiefs. We never had kings in Africa.

When he made these points, it really hit me that without the experience of being a meaningful part of a functioning, modern country, even if it was modern in the 18th Century sense, you would have no idea how to organize such a country. You could take it over, but you would then revert to mean and become a really big, primitive tribe. More likely, you would devolve into many smaller tribes and go to war with each other.

More than 200 years later, they're still at the starting line.

Franck, who has appropriated an extra c for his name, possibly by nefarious means, has this terrific analogy explaining what happened to African and Caribbean countries after independence.

Now what I am explaining about Haiti goes for every single black Caribbean country. They also did the same thing. They ask for countries to run. They have never run before. What I'm explaining about Haiti has to do with every single African country. Nobody in Africa, at least sub-Saharan Africa, who's great great great great great grandfathers have ever seen a country with their eyes, let alone manage, administer, run it.

None has ever created a political system that is authentic to the people who live in it. None. None. We don't have the concept of political systems we have. We don't have the concept of economic systems yet colonialists came to build a country within a short time, install it the same way they know from where they came from, the busses, the bus stops, the roads, clinics, schools, churches, all these they build.

But you foolishly ask them to give you something you don't know how to run. It reminds me of an analogy I have created and I keep using, and that is, a guy came with an airplane big enough to take 400 people. Okay, took natives from a land into the plane. Okay? The people managed to jump the pilot, the copilot, and the junior engineer and killed them all.

...Okay, so now they've killed the pilot, the copilot and the engineer. Only then did they turn around and ask, "Does anybody know how to fly this thing?" Nobody knows how to fly that thing.

...So African leaders got independence within three years. They recognize, oh, shoot, we don't know how to fly this plane. But as it is about Africans, ego is far bigger than intellect. They couldn't confess to the masses. So do you know what they did. They coined a term immediately and say guess what. We got independence from colonials.

It's worth thinking about. I confess, I never considered this and now realize how I've taken civilization for granted. It makes me see the evolution of the West in a whole new light.
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Thursday, August 14, 2025

A Little Image Translation

 I couldn't find the tweet I wanted to include here, but this image will have to do. Do you know why Muslimas must dress like this?

In Islam, they believe that men cannot be expected to control their sexual desires. To prevent sexual sin, women must cover themselves completely. The image I had in mind was a still from a BBC interview with a woman covered even more completely than this, where you could only see her eyes.

Aside: Will Neuralink technology make the niqab obsolete? If women had sensors in their clothing that provided them visual information from the world around them, they wouldn't even need the eye slits any more.

If you tell boys from a very young age that they cannot control their sexual urges and that women must safeguard themselves by dressing in sacks, what do you think that does to their attitudes towards women as they reach adulthood? Forget the whole male guardian thing and all the legal second-class status for women issues, just think about how you bend males in your society when this is front and center in public every day all day. Every woman you see on the street reinforces the notion that men cannot control themselves.

If you can't control yourself when you see a Western chick dressed normally, then this is no big deal.

He did it because, when he saw her, he wanted to have sex with her and he knew, just knew that it was pointless to try to control himself.

To this guy, the trial must have seemed like a Kafka play. He could not control himself, yet he was on trial for not having controlled himself. Madness!

This post came about after I saw several videos of Muslim men in England smirking and smiling when confronted by British men who had caught them approaching little girls in parks or outside schools. It was jarring to see how the Muslims thought the whole interrogation was both surreal and comical. How in the world could they be suppressing laughter as they were being threatened?

A frustrated, frightened and angry British woman posting on X clued me in. She said something like, "Every time you see a veiled Muslima, see instead the Islamic teaching that men can't be expected to control themselves."

With that mental model, it all made sense. The Muslim women are wearing protective clothing that keep them safe from men. You, a Western girl, are not. They can relax in public. You cannot.

The multiculturalists don't know how anything works. They haven't worked through the dynamics of Islamic society and how they play out in daily life. The Islamic idea that women are responsible for preventing rapes and sexual assaults through their dress may or may not work, but it's real and it is utterly incompatible with the behavior of Western women.

You'd think they would have thought of that, but they didn't.

Recycling For The Win

This was pretty stunning. It turns out the British government recycles all the dinghies that come across the channel carrying "migrants." I wonder if they get their deposit back with each one. In any case, whatever it is the British government says about trying to stop illegal immigration, they clearly aren't if they send the boats back to France to get reloaded and used again.

Exit Question: How will an Islamic Europe change America?

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Monday, August 11, 2025

I Don't Need You, But I Do

 ... because I have AI.

And it's ruining me.

One of my favorite scenes from The Simpsons, back when it was good, was where Lisa met Bleeding Gums Murphy, the saxophonist. He said that the reason he played was that the music was inside him and he just had to put the saxophone in his mouth and let it out. Writing and speaking is like that for many of us extroverts.

Once released, however, the need has been met and we can go about our lives. Well, until the next urge to communicate arises, that is.

When I write here, I only have an idea in my head. I don't have an essay composed, I just sit down and start typing. The words come out, formed in English composition, until I'm done. I never restructure my posts and I rarely edit them beyond grammar and spelling.

Once the blog post has been written, I move on to something else.

I've discovered that AI kills my blogging. Like singing in a soundproof room, it's fine for practicing, but it never gets shared with anyone. I've been using AI to thrash out ideas, but once I've done so, I feel like I do when I've finished a blog post. The fever is gone and I just don't have the energy to recreate it and post here.

AI has made me a hermit. It has also murdered my sense of style.

There are no elements of composition when you talk to it. It is simply Q and A. There is no wry commentary or made-up words that create a playful atmosphere. There are only brute ideas bandied about and discussed until a modicum of certainty has been achieved.

Style can't be nurtured in such an environment. It can only be stunted and warped until you become slothful and clumsy in your writing. 

"If I stop practice for one day, I notice it in my playing; if I stop two days, my friends notice it; if I stop three days, the public notices it." - Pianist Hans von BΓΌlow.

That's how I've felt using AI.

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Monday, August 04, 2025

This Is Not Sustainable

This is worth watching if you want to understand why the EU and the UK face widespread civil conflict.

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Wednesday, July 30, 2025

It's Not Just The Assaults

Dig this. It's only 90 seconds long. Watch the whole thing.

It's not just the sexual assaults and rapes, it's also the way the government takes care of the illegals and gives them everything they need for free.

I don't think it's possible to destroy your legitimacy with the public any faster than the governments of the UK and EU have done.

Here in America, we did the same thing, thanks in no small part to the assistance of Catholic and Lutheran Charities.

That's how we ended up with Trump.

Palate Cleanser

This was priceless. Watch how UK Prime Minister Starmer squirms and stutters while Trump calmly states simple truths.

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Friday, July 25, 2025

The Police Become Powerless

 ... when the people no longer fear them. In nearly every encounter, the police are outnumbered. All it takes is for the mob to have no fear of them and then they're screwed. Dig this from Portugal where the "migrants" no longer fear the cops.

Civil War will begin when neither side fears the cops. We're getting closer and closer to that all the time. The bitterness the British feel towards the police who are protecting the "migrants" and the ANTIFA crew is growing all the time.

Guinness in Yemen

Meanwhile, the Yemeni are celebrating in ... Ireland.

What makes Yemen so Yeminish? Presumably it would be the preponderance of Yemenis.

Yemen has a population of 34,000,000 with a birthrate of 3.7. Ireland has a population of 5,300,000 with a birthrate of 1.6. Forget all the other invaders being imported into Ireland by the progressive lunatics in charge there, Yemen alone can conquer Ireland and turn it into Yemen without breaking a sweat.

It's AWFL

If you want to know who the real villains are in this piece, it's the AWFLs - Affluent, White, Female Liberals. They are drenched in pathological femininity where every problem is a baby and every solution is cuddling.

Here's another example, but I can't embed it for some reason.

The end result is perfectly predictable.

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Tuesday, July 22, 2025

Three Card Monte In England

 ... with three identical cards.

Dig this.

The British government is now shuttling "migrants" from one hotel to another to escape the protests. All that does is move the protest to the new hotel. In the case of the Britannia International, those protests will now include all the people whose reservations were canceled at the last minute by the hotel after being strongarmed or bribed by the government.

Hurrah for Jolly Old England!

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Monday, July 21, 2025

The Battle Of Epping

Last week, an Ethiopian fresh off the boats, in England less than 10 days, sexually assaulted some white, British schoolgirls in the town of Epping. The locals got hopping mad, found the hotel where their own government had housed the illegals at their expense and proceeded to have a peaceful protest. They were lobbying the government to get the illegals moved somewhere else.

An ANTIFA crew was bussed in with the help of the local police and soon you had dueling protests. One side was chanting, "Protect our children!" The other side was chanting something about racism.

So on one side we had the Ethiopians, the British government, the police and ANTIFA. On the other side we had the local families. It wasn't much of a fight, particularly when a police van ran over one of the locals. It did, however, go viral. It sparked all manner of enraged commentary online. In that way, it added fuel to the simmering ethnic fury in Europe.

Not to worry, I'm sure this will all subside into happy inclusivity and cultural enrichment.

I was in Paso Robles being the family's designated driver while most of the rest did wine tasting, so I didn't have the time to scour the regime mouthpieces to see if they were ranting about far-fight neo-fascist racists. I take it they were. They always do. It's hardly worth checking any more*.

I did think that the episode below was particularly interesting. It's only semi-related. Some white Brit posted something angry online and got arrested for his troubles. 

As I said on X, this looked like the Gestapo arresting someone for saying that the war on the Eastern Front wasn't going so well.

Meanwhile, the King was doing his Defender-of-the-Anglican-Church thing, only a bit oddly.

I guess you can add the Royal Family to the team that includes the Ethiopians above.

Tra la la.

Anyway, hurrah for the Ethiopians! This "migrant" might see a little jail time, after a very expensive trial, all paid by the Brits, of course, but in the meantime, he's added a few tallies to his side.

I'll mark him down as Eritrean. That's close enough. If the season ended today, Afghanistan, Eritrea and Namibia would all get first-round byes in the playoffs.

Well done, England! No one hosts sporting events with quite as much politeness as the Brits.

Diversity is our strength.

* - In the process of Googling the story to get the link to the SkyNews article above, I found a ton of regime media stories about the white "thugs" who "rioted" against the noble migrants. I just don't have the energy to share them with you. You can find them yourselves by searching on "Epping."

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Thursday, July 17, 2025

This Isn't Going To Be Like "The Troubles"

This is going to be an existential fight to the death, brought on us by the faculty lounge and their idiot idea of multiculturalism. In Ireland, it was the Catholics vs. Protestants, fueled by a political power struggle. At their core, both sides had nearly identical belief systems. This sort of thing would have been out of the question.

Attempted Islamic honor killing: Two fundamentalist Muslim migrants from Iraq are on trial in Olympia, Wash. over a horrific attack on their teen daughter outside Timberline High School last year. Prosecutors say Ihsan Ali and Zahraa Ali strangled the girl to try to kill her as revenge for her rejecting their plan to marry her off to an older Muslim man in their home country. 

The girl's parents disapproved of her living an American lifestyle and having an American boyfriend. They allegedly hunted her down after she ran away the day she was supposed to fly to Iraq. Neither of the parents speaks English, and both are being provided with an Arabic translator at trial.

Watch the harrowing surveillance video showing brave school boys fighting the dad to try to save the girl as she was being choked out. The girl was able to break free after multiple people intervened. The mother allegedly grabbed the girl by the neck when she tried to run for her life.

The fundamental problem with multiculturalism, the one we're living out in real time right now, is that some cultures are simply incompatible with each other. The faculty lounge didn't actually understand the cultures they wanted to import, they were blinkered by their hatred of European colonialism. The truly ironic thing is that European colonialism pales in comparison to Islamic colonialism. While the European empires are all dead and gone, the Islamic empire is growing like kudzu.

The faculty lounge still can't see it. This is how you end up with Euro leaders still importing Africans and Muslims by the boatload and Reuters blaming the unrest in Spain on the far-right and neo-fascists, whatever that means.

Meanwhile, British comedians are getting even cheekier. It's sort of a gallows cheek now.

By the way, some stats show that the Afghanis are actually at the top of the Leader Board when it comes to rape in Europe. That's not surprising considering the experiences of our troops in that benighted country.

It's good to see Eritrea waving the African flag here. I have to say, I'm disappointed in the Congolese. Talk about overhyped! The Congo is supposed to be the rape capital of the world. Come on, guys, those are rookie numbers. Get them up! Err, that works both ways, doesn't it? No worries, all cultures are equal, right faculty loungers?

The solution is simple. Don't record the ethnicity of the rapists. Problem solved!

OK, that was cheap. The real solution is to lower the voting age to 16.

Err, isn't the "migrant" population heavily weighted on the young end?

Shh! It's racist to think that way. Diversity is our strength. All cultures are equal. Practice, as my ex-bishop liked to say, Radical Inclusion!

Going back to the main thesis of my post, there is no way these cultures can live together. Over time, one will have to dominate the others. Traditional Christianity, far back in last place, could tolerate the Secular Left and its fixation on sexual degeneracy and death, think abortion and euthanasia, but neither of them can live long with either Islamic intolerance or African violence and squalor.

If you are still in the UK and not actively looking for a new home in America, you have rocks in your head.

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Get out, get out, get out.

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Wednesday, July 16, 2025

Torre Pacheco?

Dig this.

I myself had wondered if all the predictions of civil war in England were hyperbolic, but more and more I'm seeing incidents like this one.

In Torre Pacheco, Spain, which is 30% migrant, a group of Africans beat up an old man out for a morning walk. The local Spanish lads didn't take too kindly to that and went out for revenge. That got the other Africans riled up and they took to the streets themselves. Given that the population of this Spanish burg of 30,000 is 30% African and that most "migrants" are military-age men, the odds probably favor the Africans when it comes to street fighting.

The authorities and their mouthpieces in the legacy media, like Reuters, blamed the violence on the far-right and neo-fascists. That might deter some Boomers from joining in the fun, but the odds that Gen Z Spanish rowdies will even know Reuters called them names is minimal. It certainly won't stop them from whacking a few migrants.

As the Aussie TV broadcast suggested, this has spread to other parts of Spain and the rest of Europe as well. A newly-constructed Mosque in Spain seemed to experience some electrical problems and caught fire. It could also have been a gasoline and matches problem, you never know.

England Leads The Way

Always the ones to come up with clever solutions, the British government has been importing military age Afghan men whose identities as collaborators was revealed in a data breach. Not to worry, by the time the whole thing is done, another 100,000 or more Afghanis will end up in England. Afghanis being near the top of the Rape Standings, things may get even more dicey than they already are for the British roses.

Oh, did I forget to mention that this whole import-the-rapey-Afghani thing was kept hush-hush?

Yay?

France Surrenders To Hamas

This is unreal.

France’s top asylum court has ruled that all Palestinians living in Gaza are now eligible to apply for full refugee status, overturning a previous decision.

These people are insane. Europe is self-destructing.

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In Poland, they take a bit dimmer view of the invaders, particularly when the invaders are video recording their children. The Polish government is less likely than the others to frown upon their young men.

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Saturday, July 12, 2025

New Puppy, No Sleep, No Energy, No Blogging

 Meet Buddy!

Wife kitteh wanted a younger dog that she can take for walks so she gets more exercise. Lily and Leah, our chihuahua-mixes, are roughly 70 years old in human years. Walking? No. How about going back to bed after a snack?

Buddy is 11 weeks old and we were told he was a spaniel-lab mix. If that dog has any spaniel in him, I'm the King of France. He looks more like a pit bull to me. Still, his paws aren't that big, so whatever he is, I can't see him getting over 40#.

I hope.

In the meantime, while the girls sleep with us as they always have, Buddy sleeps in a crate downstairs. Well, that is until he wakes up and doesn't want to be in the crate. This morning, that happened at 0230. Bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark...

I finally got up and jumped on that particular canine grenade at 0245. Oof.

I can't wait for him to get a bit older so he's had all his shots and we can safely take him to the local dog park to get his ya-yas out.

Until then, zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

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Sunday, July 06, 2025

Thinking 5 Minutes Into The Future

 ... is where the British authorities are right now.

I know this is my own post, but while I was able to download the video and post it myself on X, I was not able to embed the original post with it for some unknown reason.

As illegal immigration in the form of military-age African and Muslim men continues apace, roughly 1500 per day across the Channel, the authorities are wetting themselves in fear of ethnic unrest. Because they cannot bring themselves to violate the Euro laws on granting asylum to "refugees," they are guaranteeing racial unrest in the future and only making it worse when it comes. As the folks in the video below say, Britain is probably already past the tipping point.

The failure of progressive theology - diversity is our strength - is patently obvious now, but the solution - ethnic repatriation - is impossible without the one thing the authorities fear the most, ethnic unrest.

The Balkan Model

After the collapse of tyranny in Yugoslavia, the Balkans fell into just this kind of racial fighting. The place was wrecked, tens of thousands died and the country split apart along racial homeland lines.

Britain won't be so fortunate, if fortunate is the right word. There are no racial homeland lines in England because the progressives imported and then scattered the combatants. It won't be enough to have a limited conflict which results in the Africans getting Cornwall, the Muslims getting London and the southeast and the British getting the rest. In England, the migrants own the cities and the British own the countryside.

This is going to be much more like Lebanon in the 1970s than the Balkans in the 1990s.

Finally, since the British are probably less aggressive and willing to take losses than the Muslims who are promised paradise if they die in Jihad, it is far more likely that once the fighting breaks out, those British who can escape for America or elsewhere will do so.

Exit Question

Who will the authorities back if it comes to violence? To date, all of the evidence points to them supporting anyone but the British.

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