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I hope all you Supporters and Members of these various Locals Communities have had a great week. Much of the inter-webs is a abuzz with the purchase of Twitter by Elon Musk. I am not a fan of putting anyone on pedestals and don't expect cultural saviors in the form of politicians, intellectuals, journalists, entertainers or technocrats. I am happy when one comes along that goes against the stream, that is critical of the system, that sees the self-serving bubble these communities have become. Most of these communities have become echo chambers of mutual admirers who allow compliant underlings to serve them and occasionally become one of them.
I appreciated President Trump for the promise of draining the Swamp even if that remained mostly unfulfilled. I am still more than willing to entertain him as a hopeful advocate of the Great Firing in 2025. Few things could make me happier than the demolition of DC and all of its careerists. Given the disinterest by so many in the populace, term limits might be a viable solution imposed on the swamp critters because they will NEVER chose it for themselves. Employment limits for government positions would be a complementary reality as well. No more Fauci or other figures who have inhabited positions of power and influence for decades. None of these things will ever come from them, it will have to come from engaged citizens. I am not sure how much of the populace is engaged.
Don't be evil - Nice motto for the big G, but of course what is evil has changed ever so subtly for Google and the rest of the technocrats. Much like the bleating sheep in Animal farm the mantra has changed and what has been deemed evil has been compromised by WOKE ideology and correct-think as espoused by the Cabal. The gradual morphing went from freedom of expression and creativity to compulsive sensitivity and communal censorship when you fail to self-censor. Chances are you are part of the evil they now oppose because you subscribed to an Alt-Right platform Locals that does not promote monolithic inclusion and nondivergent assent.
Have all the variety you want in terms of complexion (in fact it is now demanded, lack of melatonin diversity is a grave failing and certifiable sign of systemic evil) 😉 hire people with all the interchangeable genders you can find (you will regret if you don't) and make sure to promote the current thing with the most obvious symbols, statements and internet icons and emojis you can cram into a profile or post. Do all that and you will be celebrated, just don't dissent. Don't promoted wrong-think which is always racists, phobic and privileged. You have been warned, repeatedly. More examples may be needed to persuade (intimidate) you into enlightenment.
I am fairly certain Elon Musk is not the savior of the internet, but I am hopefully he can break some of the precious toys and assumptions of the LEFT so they the lose their grasp on the public discourse. Once they lose their confident control they will become even more aggressive and perhaps, just perhaps, more people will become engaged. Individuals can serve as catalysis of change, but without the engagement of more of the public the CABAL weathers the storm and persists. I am hopeful the CABAL is concerned about a cracking of their system and a loss of their unquestionable leadership. Consistent Engagement and a sustained refutation of their actual evil is the hard medicine the public must be willing to administer. Happy Saturday friends and thanks for listening to your friendly neighborhood friar.
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Today marks the three hundred and thirtieth birthday of the Frenchman François-Marie Arouet, better known by his nom de plume, Voltaire (1694-1778).
Born into a bourgeois family during the reign of Louis XIV, the “Sun King” (r. 1643-1715), Voltaire suffered tragedy at a young age when his mother died. Never close with his father or brother, Voltaire exhibited a rebellious attitude toward authority from his youth. His brilliant mind was fostered in the care of the Society of Jesus, who introduced him to the joys of literature and theater. Despite his later criticisms against the Church, Voltaire, throughout his life, fondly recalled his dedicated Jesuit teachers.
Although he spent time as a civil servant in the French embassy to the Hague, Voltaire’s main love was writing—an endeavor where he excelled in various genres, including poetry, which led to his appointment as the royal court poet for King Louis XV. Widely recognized as one of the greatest French writers, and even hyperbolically referred to by ...
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XIII
The Proud Minister
One day there came into the Garden a man in torn clothes badly bruised and cut, who said to the Lover, “In the name of the Beloved I demand your help.”
So the Lover and the Disciple let him in and dressed his wounds and prepared the best of the vegetables from the Garden for him to eat. When his wounds had been dressed and he had eaten and rested the Lover asked him how he had fallen into this plight, to which the man replied, “I was Minister of the Beloved in a city near this place, where I preached His gospel and expounded His doctrine to the people. I pointed out to them how their sins had made them wholly hateful to the Beloved and how therefore they were utterly beyond the range of His love and He would condemn them to eternal torments, whereon some fell into despair and wept bitterly but many were angry. One day the magistrates called me before them and begged me to leave the city and preach elsewhere for they said I had made many people so angry and desperate that they feared there might be a riot and they might not be able to protect me but that I might suffer some injury. I, however, very zealous for the Beloved and believing that the magistrates only feared that their own sins might be proclaimed, preached the more vehemently, denounced the magistrates and made it abundantly clear that the whole wicked city was foredoomed to eternal punishment by the just provision of the Beloved. Whereon a mob, stirred up no doubt by the corrupt and venal magistrates, fell upon me with sticks and stones, nearly killing me and driving me out of the city in the state in which I came to you.”
“My friend,” said the Lover, “this was not a good deed of yours, for besides denying the unfathomable compassion of the Beloved, you have by your obstinacy caused these people to commit a grievous sin, and this cannot be pleasing to the Beloved, that through you who profess to be His minister the people should become worse. Surely you remember that He Himself said, ‘If they persecute you in one city flee to another.’”
Therefore the man was very angry, and cursing the Lover, said, “I see that I have had a very false report of you and I do not believe that you are a servant of the Beloved at all. When I came to you so injured for the Beloved’s sake you set before me only herbs and fruits although the garden is full of birds which you could have killed to make me a worthy meal. I shall proclaim everywhere that you are no true servant of the Beloved but a mere falterer who dares not suffer in the cause of the Beloved. Be sure that you are foreordained to eternal torments who suffer nothing here.”
For the man was so blinded by his own pride that he could not perceive the scars on the hands and feet and the brows of the Lover nor how the cloth beneath the armpits of his tunic was dyed with a red dye. So he went out of the Garden cursing and shouting.
But the Lover looked sad and said, “A man like this does much harm to the cause of the Beloved, for by thus speaking falsely about the Beloved he may bring men to fear Him but none to love Him, and by love alone can any man approach the Beloved.”
