Rec baseball is a metaphor for (covid-crazy) life

“Baseball is nothing more than another classroom in the educational process,” opined late Texas Longhorns baseball coach Augie Garrido. “Really, baseball is a metaphor for life.”

This is a common refrain among those passionate about the intricate but simple beauty of baseball. Some see batters as a metaphor for finding your way back home, like “Odysseus, the Prodigal Son, [or] the Children of Israel,” while others see hitters who are “going to miss the ball more often than they hit it” as a metaphor for how to “psychologically handle failure.”

However, most Americans are absolutely not “adept at picking themselves up … as baseball players do” when anything fails, much less something huge like draconian reconstruction of every level of society per the “public health” cabal. They simply go along with the program because they like the path of least resistance. Compliance over nonconformity is their mantra. False prosperity over principle is their arc toward mythical enlightenment. Virtue signaling over virtue is the dogma. The last 14 months have proved that.

After bouncing back from our mental malaise brought on by the wu-flu propaganda, my husband and I have worked diligently since May 2020 to bring a sense of normality to our kids’ turned-upside-down lives, carving out “safe (as in safe from the tyranny) spaces” at both church and homeschool co-op. We’ve taken them maskless and jabless to multiple battlefields, beach outings, the outdoor gun range, heritage and nature jaunts in the mountains, family and historic cemeteries, political rallies in Raleigh, and amusements like bowling, go-karts, and water parks in the open states of South Carolina and Georgia.

We’ve hung out with family in both highly mandated Virginia and North Carolina, played wide open with friends, and even hosted for our neighbors a beyond “capacity limit” piano recital at our house, all sans mask and in defiance of social-distancing “regulation.” A good time was had by all. Shhhh, don’t tell the “Be a good neighbor, wear a mask/get the vax” bullies.

But large recreational activities, such as attending a live musical performance or a minor-league baseball game, seeing a movie, or some other typically boy-friendly adventures (like playing laser tag or paint ball) were all deemed a no-no here locally, even in many of the open states closest to us. This doesn’t seem like a big deal to the covid true-believers, but kids have needlessly suffered in dealing with the fallout of mandates surrounding a virus that kills less than 1% of the population and a very specific subset at that (typically unhealthy seniors who live in nursing homes).

Youth depression has skyrocketed, and there have been more covid suicides than covid deaths in kids because the mob has decreed that young, healthy people must act like old, sickly seniors, or really more like lepers. According to the scientism zealots, “Fun was so 2019.”

“Oh poor baby. Doesn’t have his high school football. Boo hoo,” tease the Twitter totalitarians, who fancy themselves the caring kind. “Get over it, Johnny. People are dying.” They cringe-post being triggered when driving past a field filled with maskless kids playing soccer. “I just want to freak out!” they admit, only to be enabled by heart emojis from the other meddling malcontents. “Unfun is the new normal!”

There’s the wind up. Eye on the ball, buddy.

Then any “uptick” in cases (a dubious number if there ever was one) is predictably blamed on youth sports, even though many kids, like my ice-hockey-playing neighbor, has had to mask during practices and games both last year and this year. Another neighbor’s youth soccer team didn’t lose the masks, but with a wink-wink, were not told to pull them back up from their chins till about half way through this spring season. And of course most leagues were outright canceled in last spring.

“Be thankful for what you get, Junior,” snidely chirp the members of the Church of Covid. “After all, this is about staying home and saving lives, remember? Stop being so selfish, boys and girls … or non-binary, non-geriatric clumps of cells. Whatever is your “gender preference,” you bes’ march in lockstep!”

Combine all that with the MLB’s increasing wokeness (from LGBT to BLM to outright leftist political activism) and their ridiculous cardboard-cutout fans from 2020, and my sons’ favorite Houston Astros cheating and their favorite player George Springer abandoning Texas for Canada, well, let’s just say I was losing loyalty to a sport that seems more and more to disappoint my baseball-loving family.

So, I was incensed when I received this email from my eldest son’s rec baseball league on April 8:

Effective immediately ALL players and coaches are required to wear a (COVID) mask in the dugout or any time they are within 6 feet of a non-family member.
PLAYERS WILL NOT BE PERMITTED TO PLAY IF THEY DO NOT HAVE A MASK.
Spectators should abide by the same guidelines and keep a personal distance of 6 feet from other fans and wear a mask around any non-family members.
It is imperative that we maintain these standards for the safety of everyone and health of our Spring season.
Thank you in advance for your cooperation and support.

And the head coach followed up with this on April 9:

Everyone should have received a message this evening from SRA regarding mask wearing in the dugouts and around non-family members. I implore everyone to heed this request and maintain all necessary precautions. Besides just following the prescribed guidelines for our mutual safety, let’s also be mindful of potential outside perceptions if DHHS folks were to pay us a visit. With all the time and work we have into this so far, I really want to see these boys continue to play the entire season.

Mama bear was roaring, but my husband talked me down. “Let him decide, honey,” my reasonable better half advised. “He’s 13, and if he wants to play ball that much, he’ll wear a mask. Plus, they’re only requiring it in the dugout. But hell if I’m wearing one while watching the game.”

My son decided he would take a mask, but only wear it if his coach requested it. Fair enough. But by the third inning of that first game after the dreaded email, the masks were all but gone, in the dugout and on the field. And the bleachers and surrounding fan areas were virtually maskless (as they had been up to that point of the season) from the get-go of the game, and nobody said a damn word!

The delightful season of fellowship and distraction from the elite-designed madness ended with a real nail-biter. Our team, the Red Sox, took an early lead, got behind by quite a few points, but then rallied in the 6th inning to tie it up. So, the teams went two extra innings, with the Sox losing in a dramatic final play of this two-and-a-half-hour saga. It was truly some of the best baseball I’ve ever seen. Sit and spin, MLB!

Lead off the bag there, bro, and get ready to seize the moment for a steal.

Right before the trophies were handed out, the president of the league walked unmasked onto the field and spoke directly to the crowd: parents, players, siblings, grandparents, friends, and even dogs. Heart in hand, he told us how the CDC had been constantly breathing down his neck, how he’d been in battles for months with local, state, and fed bureaucrats who were trying to squash the games, and how the season almost didn’t even happen at all. He explained how much he appreciated us all staying vigilant for the love of the game.

So, I decided to send this dogged dissident a message of my own.

Dear Eric,

I just wanted to let you know that the past two seasons of baseball have been such a bright light for our family in this sometimes very dark world, especially during the fall of 2020 when it was one of the few consistently “normal” activities we did. Our longtime homeschool co-op and our church were/are both steadfastly anti-mask and the like, but were kind of “underground,” in that they’re both pretty small and already filled with like-minded people who kept hush-hush about lacking governmental and social compliance.

But rec baseball was one of the more “mainstream” activities we did heck, it was probably one of the ONLY large group activities that was available to us at all last fall beyond church and co-op yet it was always so enjoyable and NOT crazy! Attending those chilly fall games became a highlight of late 2020 for my entire family, and it made us all feel so human again. I’m not one to have always been itching to get to every, single game; I mean, sometimes a mama has other stuff to tend to. But you couldn’t have dragged me away from those games! That entire season was such a hopeful and happy thing that I could kick myself for not letting you know till now.

Thus, hearing your speech at the 15U championship game last night (my son was #2 on the Red Sox) inspired me to reach out to you and say “THANK YOU!” Not only was this season as stupendous as was the fall (and honestly even better because the level of playing and amped-up skill!) but it makes it even more special knowing how much you had to fight for us: the league, the kids, the love of the game, and for families, for community, and for sanity!

My 12-year-old twins, who were on the fence about continuing to play competitive baseball (and then covid tyranny pushed them over into the we’re-done/disillusionment camp) have now decided to sign up for the 2021 fall season. And that’s because YOU made rec baseball available to their brother and our entire crew without mandate hassles and all the rest of it. In other words, you made it fun, and as we know, FUN has been in short supply for more than a year. Anyway, God bless you, good sir. Whatever you’re doing, please keep doing it. And please know that there’s a family of 5 out here who has your back the CDC and the haters be damned!

Sprint and slide. Home plate is within your reach – a journey well done.

Mask mandates are lightening up here in North Carolina, but they’re not going away forever. They’ll probably be back in full swing during flu season in the fall and winter, and they may never go away depending on the establishment, business, or corporate model (i.e., airlines and hospitals) or a government building (that would depend on the community, though, since my local suburban/rural post office and ABC store don’t require masks, or at least don’t enforce them, whereas many locations in the city still do).

And if it’s not masks, it’ll be “vaccine passports,” or another round of lockdowns, or something else stupid and dangerous to both the social fabric and the individual. And this is where baseball comes in.

Baseball is indeed an endeavor of focus, patience, and determination. It is a journey to get from home, around the bases, and back again. It is a competition against the odds and a sport best played at the local level, for the most famous are a farce and the best paid are part of the problem.

Eye on the ball, hitters. Cut it straight. Step toward the plate. Hustle to the base.

Relax, pitchers. Get it over the plate. Don’t aim it; pitch it. Focus on your form.

Call the pop flies, outfielders. Get that glove dirty, infielders.

Never give up. It’s about the individual and the team.

With baseball, anything’s possible. Yes, there are rules, and many I’m admittedly still learning, even though my kids have played rec ball for 10 years. But there’s so much freedom within those carefully guarded parameters that help the game function properly while also providing order. Rec baseball is almost ironic in its opposition to covid hysteria, which only creates chaos and fosters abnormality. Like all things woke, they make it up as they go along the polar opposite of how baseball works. Take note, class.

That’s what it’s all about: you win some, you lose some, you work hard and play hard, but no matter what, it’s all about doing everything for God’s glory, whether that’s rec baseball or anything else. And if enough people in any one area just refuse to be coerced by the globohomers, no matter who they are, life would be more about living and less about simply existing. That’s the power of saying no to the nonsensical political theater and saying yes to putting your children’s well-being (both physical and mental) hell, the health of society at-large above the fashions of the day.

As it turns out, there are still a few Americans, at least in my neck of the woods, who understand the metaphor. They get the lesson and have embraced the classroom.

And like the great Yogi Berra said, “Little League baseball is a very good thing because it keeps the parents off the streets.” So there’s always that, too! Stay tough and stick together, y’all, ’cause it ain’t over till it’s over.

Source: Dissident Mama – Rec baseball is a metaphor for (covid-crazy) life

Nonsense on Stilts: Abraham Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address

By Paul C. Graham

ON NOVEMBER 19, 1863, ABRAHAM LINCOLN delivered his most revered oration at the dedication of the Soldiers National Cemetery at Gettysburg, Pennsylvania. As a work of English prose, The Gettysburg Address has few equals in the American literary canon. Eloquent and succinct, it has inspired Americans with almost religious awe for generations. It is one of the few instances of American oratory that has achieved a status akin to holy writ. It has become a kind of Nicene Creed that defines American orthodoxy. It is what “real Americans” believe about their historical origins, their foundational ideals, and their collective mission.

As the sesquicentennial of the Gettysburg Address came and went—some no score and almost seven years ago, that is, in 2013—a throng of articles, editorials, and commentaries poured forth from news outlets in praise of Lincoln’s oration that reminded us of the significant influence that these words have played and continue to play on the American psyche.

On the big day, the 13th of November in the year of our Lord 2,013, thousands gathered at the Soldier’s National Cemetery at Gettysburg, to remember, to commemorate, and to celebrate Abraham Lincoln’s most celebrated oration, The Gettysburg Address. Lincoln’s address was hailed not only for its eloquence, but for “inspirational” qualities, qualities which invigorated “national ideals” and provided Americans (including you and I, I reckon) a definition of “what a nation should be.” (Why, thank you, Mr. Lincoln!)

Keynote speaker James McPherson, the (in)famous Civil War historian and presiding high priest of the event, praised Lincoln’s oratorical achievement in which he claimed, among other things, “weaved together themes of past, present, and future; continent, nation, and battlefield; and birth, death and rebirth.”

The event was preceded by a quasi-religious orgy of praise and adulation in the media. Articles and editorials from news outlets from across the fruited plains joined in the chorus in praise of Lincoln’s address. One newspaper in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania, even apologised over an editorial written by a staff member in 1863 who was critical of Lincoln’s address. This despite the fact that the reporter was actually there.

Apparently the staff of the 21st century of-this no- account newspaper thought themselves a better judge of Lincoln’s creation myth—mystically summoned from I-know-not-where—than the reporter on the scene who—like any other person of his time that knew even a scintilla of history as it related to America’s origins and form of government— was not duped by the pretty, albeit, scandalous words.

Their reason for this 150-year-old retraction?

Well, the man who actually attended the event and heard the address from Lincoln’s own lips was—as you may have already guessed —on the “wrong side of history”! (I could spend hours on what is wrong with the notion of history having sides, but one hopes that such a statement self-evidently crazy and a product of a “special” way of thinking.)

(If you think this kind of hindsight apology on the part of a newspaper is unique, the UK paper The Guardian apologised a couple of weeks ago—07 May 2021, to be exact—for supporting the Confederacy during the War and saying bad things about Mr. Lincoln. I guess they know better than those who lived at that time too! Seems rather arrogant, not to mention audacious, to me.)

Not to be outdone in the sesquicentennial celebration, the Public Broadcast System (PBS) trotted out their fundraising ace in the hole, Ken Burns of PBS’s “The Civil War” fame, for a new “documentary” called “The Address.” PBS described the production is described as

…a 90-minute feature length documentary … [that] tells the story of a tiny [government indoctrination camp—Just kidding—sort of …] school in Putney, Vermont, the Greenwood School, where each year the students are encouraged to practice, memorise, and recite the Gettysburg Address. In its exploration of the Greenwood School, the film also unlocks the history, context and importance of President Lincoln’s most powerful address.

To build momentum for the new documentary and get folks involved, people all over the country—all over the “nation,” in their words—were encouraged to memorise the Gettysburg Address and upload a video of them reciting it. I counted 1342 uploaded videos on the LearntheAddress.com web site.

You might recognise the names of a few of the participants:

Presidents Jimmy “P-Nut” Carter, King Bush the First, Little Bush (AKA “Shrub”), and Barry Obama(lama-ding-dong). Other participants included the always charming and lovely Nancy Pelosi of the US House of non-Representatives; the always insightful and impartial Wolf Blitser of CNN, financial hot dog Warren Buffet; the heretofore missing in action queen of 70s comedy Carol Burnett, philanthropist nerd Bill “The Vaxinator” Gates, Whoopi “WTF” Goldberg of the always entertaining and informative daytime drama, The View, Jimmy “I always look stoned” Kimmel of Late Night fame, Newswoman (we think) and political commentator Rachel Maddow, America’s favourite Irish-Americans, Conan O’Brien and Bill O’Reilly and the New England financial guru and home décor diva Martha Stewart.

With this cast of characters endorsing the project—many, many illustrious names having been omitted to save space—you might ask:

“Who are you, Graham, to analyse or criticise Lincoln’s ‘inspirational’ address when so many luminaries, including experts, politicians, reporters, newscasters, performing artists, and giants of industry and finance clearly reverence the address and believe in the veracity of its contents?”

Well, friends, I will freely admit it—I’m nobody much compared to those hot shots; but I do like consistency.

To be honest, nothing would please me better to be wrong about where I’m about to take you, but I sincerely believe that truth is good and desirable for its own sake—even if it flips the American Creation Myth on its head and makes the stable of intellectual heavyweights enumerated above look a little less wise (to put it politely) …

I will be the first to admit that the words of the Gettysburg Address are pretty, indeed, lofty, stirring, enchanting—even mesmerising—but such considerations only address questions of FORM and not SUBSTANCE.

The question that was never raised—at least in anything I read or saw—during the anniversary of Lincoln’s speech and its aftermath was whether or not the pretty words were TRUE.

Now that I’ve burdened you with way too much in the way of prefatory remarks, let’s get into the meat and potatoes, so to speak, of the topic at hand by taking a line-by-line look at the text of Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address:

(Ok. Deep breath. Here we go!)

“Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation …”

As much as Lincoln may have wished it to be the case, no new nation was brought forth on the American continent “four score and seven years” before his speech.

In 1776, thirteen English colonies, with thirteen different governing bodies (out of 20 English colonies on the continent and many others in the Caribbean), collectively declared the reasons why they thought it necessary to secede from their mother country. They were “held together” by common practical interest, nothing more. It was mutually beneficial to unite for the purposes of defence against an aggressor that meant to subjugate and deny them the “life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness” to which they had come to enjoy over the course of many, many years. The colonists were not inventing something new; they were protecting something old, namely, self-government and their inherited rights as Englishmen.

There was no formal agreement binding those particular colonies together in 1776.

The Articles of Confederation would not be ratified by all of the colonies (now independent States), until 1781. But since that document expressly declared that each State retained (not gained) its “sovereignty, freedom, and independence,” one would be hard-pressed to call this union of States a “nation,” in either the ancient or modern sense of the word.

The United States Constitution—which terminated the compact created by the Articles—would not go into effect until the summer of 1788, when 11 of the 13 States ratified it, although only 9 States were required to make the document binding on those States so ratifying. (They didn’t pull the proverbial trigger until they got New York and Virginia signed-up, so they waited on them; hence, 11 before it was formally established.)

If this created a nation—one and indivisible, as they say—then the States that ratified it were ignorant of this crucial detail and would not have adopted it if they thought that it did.

What was the status of States, one wonders, that had not yet ratified the document at the time it was formally adopted?

Of course, they either remained under the Articles, or they carried on “unattached” until they were. They were most certainly not part of nation created in 1776 and from which there was no escape—never ever—regardless of the reason.

Who would sign up for such a horror without a gun in their mouth or bayonet in their breast? Seriously. Who would?

“Let us free ourselves from the British Empire, guys, and make an indivisible nation! Yea!”

Sure, man. Totally believable.

Given the foregoing, this leads us to the obvious and irrefutable conclusion that since there was no nation in 1776, 1781 or 1788, there was no “nation” when Lincoln’s speech was delivered in 1863 (or today, for that matter).

There had been a voluntary union of States created by the US Constitution, but by 1861 this political arrangement—like the union created by the Articles of Confederation—had been terminated by the solemn conventions of eleven sovereign States.

The only thing that had occurred “four score and seven years” before Lincoln’s address was that thirteen independent political societies seceded from a government that they viewed as hostile to their way of life. Nothing more.

“Conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal…”

This reference to “the equality of men” in the Declaration of Independence of 1776, takes a five-word phrase out of a document of over 1300 words and imbues it with meaning which cannot be derived from either the document itself or the historical context in which it was written.

The notion of equality expressed by Mr. Jefferson has nothing to do with the modern doctrine of egalitarianism (i.e., the belief in the absolute political, social, and/or economic equality of all persons as an end to be realised), but is rooted in social contract theory, a popular political theory of the time; primarily, but not exclusively inspired by (if not copied from) the works of John Locke. Although an overview of this theory and how it is utilised in the Declaration is outside the scope of this article (although I will be addressing it in elsewhere in this book), we are certainly justified in saying that the specificity with which Jefferson justifies the separation of the American colonies from the King’s rule does not lend itself to interpret the proposition “all men are created equal” as a general or universal self-evident truth (whatever that might mean), but rather one situated in a specific set of circumstances and between specific parties.

Lincoln, of course, was not trying to convey anything that had to do with the actual meaning or intent of the author of the Declaration of Independence. Lincoln evokes the language of the Declaration of Independence to give his imaginary nation an air of legitimacy.

Since there was no nation conceived in the manner put forth by Lincoln—the proposition to which it was said to be dedicated is a moot point.

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Author Aside

Even though the proposition to which the so-called nations is, in fact, a moot point, the meaning of the word “proposition” ought to be defined so as to better understand the claim being made by Lincoln. This being the case, I would like to say a few words about the word “proposition” and how been employed traditionally philosophers and logicians over the ages. A proposition, simply put, is a statement with a truth value, i.e., a statement that is either true or false.

“What time is it?” is not a proposition. It is a question, and as such, does not have a truth value—it cannot said to be true and it cannot be said to be false.

“It is 3:33pm,” on the other hand, Is a proposition. It does have a truth value. It is either 3:33pm or it is not 3:33pm. We have to check our watch, clock, or mobile device to determine it truth or falsity. Exclaimations are another example of non-propositional language. “Wow!” is neither true or false. With me so far?

There are, however, different kinds or classes of propositions, but they can all be placed in one of these three categories:

• TAUTOLOGIES, or statements that, by their very construction, are always true. For example, “Either it is raining outside, or it is not raining outside.” We don’t need to look out the window to know that this proposition is true

• CONTRADICTIONS, or statement that, by their very construction, always false. For example, “It is raining outside and it is not raining outside.” Once again, we do not need to look out the window to determine that such a proposition is false

• DESCRIPTIVE, or statements that can be either true, or false, but not both. For example, “It is raining outside.” One does have to look outside to determine whether this proposition is true or false.

Of these three kinds of propositions, only the first two, tautologies and contradictions, are self-evidently true or self-evidently false, that is, undeniably true or false without reference to anything outside of the structure of the proposition. The third , descriptive propositions, are not self-evident. It requires something more, usually observation, to determine whether it is true or false.

It is Lincoln, not Jefferson, that employs the term “proposition” and as a lawyer—a successful one at that—he knew what this meant.

This being the case, should be obvious that the proposition “All men are created equal” is not a tautology, neither is it a contradiction and, therefore, is a descriptive statement, a statement that requires us to look outside of what it says in order to determination whether or not it is true or false.

Setting aside the notion of “created” in the proposition “all men are CREATED equal” for the time being, how might we determine if men are in fact equal—the descriptive character not being obvious from the proposition itself.

When I look out into the world, I see people who look different, have different levels of intelligence, some are better at some things than others… We have people who are healthy and people who are sick, rich people, poor people, and people somewhere between the two; I see people with different beliefs, values, wants, desires, needs, etc.

I, for example, am not very good at sports. A lot of my friends are. They are better at sports than I am. This being the case, at least with regards to our sporting abilities, we are not equal.

I think it is safe to say that we are not born equal—either in ability or circumstance—but maybe it is the “created” bit that should be our focus, even though, admittedly, it is not something that can be pursued scientifically or even by casual everyday observation.

This puts the proposition that “all men are created equal” into a religious or mystical understanding of this descriptive statement, which could easily open thousands of interpretations—perhaps self-evident according to a kind of faith, but in such a case, it would be self-evidently understood in different ways by different people under shifting sets of circumstances. In fact, an understanding in this light, could justify all kind of claims which may or may not have merit or improve the state of mankind—it would depend on who was evoking the mystical proposition and what they hoped to accomplish with it.

This is important only insofar people believe these united States are a NATION dedicated to a PROPOSITION. People don’t dedicate themselves to propositions, generally speaking, but ideologies often do. If a government, believing itself to rule a nation dedicated to a proposition, we can expect that they will use their authority and means to make men equal, as they happen to define it, and we will be the Guinee pigs in their various experiments trying to bring about this unnatural state of affairs. By this I mean only that decisions will be made not on how people actually ARE, but how they believe they OUGHT to be. Ought is tricky and belongs to the field of ethics or moral philosophy. Ought requires a metaphysical foundation. Ought takes us away from a proposition demonstrably true or false, and lead us down a path of chaos, confusion, and everything that goes with it. Ought has to be enforced if it is to be realised. This should make just about anyone who has interacted with the government at any level a little uneasy.

It is for this reason that it is my opinion that even if we were a nation (which we are not) dedicated to a proposition (which we are not), it is a bad idea for a nation, any nation, to dedicate themselves to a proposition, any proposition. Nothing good has ever come from such a thing and nothing ever will if history or human experience born out over time and sifted out over multiple generations, is any kind of guide. When someone or a collection of someones with money, power, and a standing army think that people over which they claim to rule ought to be a certain way and not another regardless of their consent or will, look out!

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“Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure…”

Words matter. Ideas have consequences.

A “civil war,” by definition, is a war between two or more parties, each of whom are fighting to control a single government. Everyone knows this, yet the nationalist—heirs of Lincoln—refuse to concede this very basic and incontrovertible linguistic point.

The conflict over which Mr. Lincoln presided was not a war over who would govern the political cesspool on the banks of the Potomac River (Washington, DC), but rather—and this is the long and short of it—it was a war for independence (that is, government by the consent of the governed) on one side and a war of invasion, conquest, and subjugation on the other.

(This fact, in my opinion, is the “Rosetta Stone”—the key—that unlocks all subsequent interpretations of American History—including the one invented by Lincoln.)

Because there was never a nation conceived in the way described by Lincoln, or dedicated to any abstract proposition such as equality, there was no legal or moral justification for Lincoln’s invasion of the Southern States. (Period. Full Stop.)

If the political entity created by the U.S. Constitution actually made a nation, then it could not logically be broken-up. A nation, by definition is one thing. However, the Constitution did not create a nation; it created a union. A union, by contrast is not one thing, but a plurality—two or more existing parties joined together by contract or agreement for specific purposes. By falsely describing the American union as a nation, Mr. Lincoln could call the conflict a civil war without credulity and rhetorically justify holding it together by force. This reasoning, however brilliant, was patently false then and is patently false today.

“… We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live… The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced… [and] gave the last full measure of devotion—that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain …“

After recounting the mythological birth of Lincoln’s nation, we must take courage as we look at the consequences of this false rendering of history. Its legacy is blood, rivers of blood—blood not shed to save a nation, but rather to create one by force of arms. Lincoln’s words are not only untrue, they also make a mockery of the dead that he “memorialised” in his address.

There was no nation to save and, therefore, there is no unfinished work for “us” to continue—at least not any work that existed prior to the war.

Insofar as the War created a nation—albeit one born in blood and not in law, tradition, or unfettered consent of the governed—it also created a mission. But let us not allow ourselves to obscure the obvious: this mission is innovation; it is revolutionary and ingrained in a false understanding of what actual people, at some actual time, actually said and actually did during the period under discussion.

It has nothing whatsoever to do with the cause of 1776 or the union that was created by either the Articles of Confederation or the U.S. Constitution.

Once a swindle of this magnitude is accomplished, the guilty party is obliged to cover up the crime or suffer the consequences. The Gettysburg Address is certainly among the most eloquent alibis in history.

As much as we may whence at the implication of such an assertion, we must not look the other way. The Union soldiers—note the absence of “national” in this appellation applied to the US military throughout the war—under Lincoln’s command were not holy warriors fighting for either a nation or a proposition, they were victims of ambition and revolution instigated by the head of a new sectional political party—the Republicans.

Those men’s blood, those men who lay in the dark, dank earth as Lincoln spun his tale, was only shed in vain if we refuse to call their slaughter what it was, seek to prevent any such thing from happening again under such false pretences, and bravely cast the blame where it belongs!

“That this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom — and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.”

These are, by far, the most audacious statements of the address!

A new birth of freedom for whom? A government of, by, and for what people?

He doesn’t say. It is such a sweeping and grand statement that just about anything could be read into it.

Well, almost anything. I don’t think that Self-government for the Southern people could be read into this speech. In fact, they would, in the name of self-government, be invaded, sacked, burned, pillaged, raped, and left in utter ruin because they had the temerity to assert the right to govern themselves as their fathers had done in 1776—without anyone’s permission, I might add.

* * *

American journalist, essayist, and magazine editor, H.L. Mencken (1880-1956) pointed out the absurdity of the doctrine expressed in the Gettysburg Address in a 1922 sketch on Lincoln. His words are as powerful now as they were then:

Think of the argument in it. Put it into the cold words of everyday. The doctrine is simply this: that the Union soldiers who died at Gettysburg sacrificed their lives to the cause of self-determination – that government of the people, by the people, for the people, should not perish from the earth. It is difficult to imagine anything more untrue. The Union soldiers in the battle actually fought against self-determination; it was the Confederates who fought for the right of their people to govern themselves.

Let’s repeat that last sentence again: “The Union soldiers in the battle actually fought against self-determination; it was the Confederates who fought for the right of their people to govern themselves.” Let that sink in for a moment …

Lincoln Historian and Pulitzer Prise winner Garry Wills called the Gettysburg Address “a giant, if benign, swindle.” (Emphasis added.) Lincoln’s words, although admittedly false, accomplished a great many things in Mr. Wills’s estimation. It (1) created a “different America” by (2) clearing “the infected atmosphere of American history” and (3) cleansing the Constitution. Best of all, for Mr. Wills, Lincoln’s words gave the American people (some of them, at least) (4) “a new past to live with that would change their future indefinitely …”

A new past! Goodness gracious!

The Gettysburg Address was certainly a “giant swindle,” as Wills observed, but it was most assuredly not “benign. It was and is a malignant and cancerous lie—a lie that cost untold numbers of lives, an unaccountable loss of blood and treasure, and worst of all, continues to spread a diseased understanding of America right down to our own day.

Generations of Americans have already and will continue to stumble under the weight of this falsehood. Coupled with the violence that enforced this view of history, it forever destroyed the America of the founding generation. While some believe this to be a fortunate outcome, it came at the expense of the ability of normal, rational thinking Americans to reasonably access where they are, how they got there, and—to paraphrase the immortal words of Rodney King—why we can’t “just get along.”

Admittedly, words can do a lot of things, but despite their many powers, words cannot transform a fib into a fact. They cannot change the past; cannot change the terms of a compact; and they most certainly cannot create a nation out of thin air!

Neither the court historians, nor the media, or even the might of the United States government can make the words of the Gettysburg Address correspond to reality. They can only perpetuate the lie; guard the lie; and ridicule those who attempt to expose the lie—if they are lucky!

The lie—at least until recently—seemed secure. Social Justice, Critical Race Theory, and a growing throng of strange post-modern ideologies are trying to replace this nationalist myth with another nationalist myth, equally flawed as it relates to what America is, including, of course, the proposition to which it is supposedly dedicated.

The 1619 Project, no less than former President Trump’s 1776 Report, both suffer from the same derangement—belief in the “Proposition Nation.”

Both are rooted in a falsification of the plain facts of history readily available to anyone with an internet connection or library card (if they have inner-library loan) and a little ambition.

Unlike other creation myths dismissed out of hand for not having enough evidence, the position I have attempted to articulated has the following items to clearly illustrate the nature of the Union created by the founders under the compact styled the “Constitution for the United States of America.”

(Note that it is not called the “Constitution for the United People of America,” or “Constitution for the United Administrative Political Subdivisions of America,” but the “Constitution for the United STATES of America.”)

In brief, this is what we got:

1. Notes on the Constitutional Conventions by actual participants (Which, of course, show how the framers of the Constitution understood the meaning of the document and the nature of the Union it proposed to establish)
2. The proceedings of the States’ ratification conventions (Which show how each of the ratifying States understood the nature of the proposed Union and the terms and conditions created by its adoption)
3. The Constitution itself (Which, you might at this point guess, says nothing about the creation of a national or centralised government, neither does it establish a national mission statement, including the proposition to which the non-nation is purportedly dedicated)
4. The writing of the proponents of the proposed Constitution, the Federalist (why they thought adoption was a good thing and how they argued it)
5. The writing of the opponents of the proposed Constitution, the Anti-Federalist (why they thought adoption was a bad thing and how they argued it)
6. Correspondences and other writings of the participants involved in both the creation and adoption of the Constitution
7. The newspapers and other publications of the time period in question
8. The arguments on the nature of the Union, for example, the famous Webster-Haynes debates and other debates recorded or written prior to the War to Prevent Southern Independence and/or
9. Other non-primary sources that straighten things right out by employing the kinds of documents I have just enumerated. I will mention two, although there are other worthy candidates for your consideration:

• Able Upshur’s A Brief Enquiry Into the True Nature And Character Of Our Federal Government
• Albert Taylor Bledsoe’s Is Davis a Traitor: Or Was Secession a Constitutional Right Previous to the War

This is a lot of documentary evidence by any standard!

Given the forgoing, I can only conclude is that the Gettysburg Address is “nonsense on stilts” and a dangerous lie that has the power, clearly has the power, to alter one perception of reality—past, present, future—and not in a good way!

There are a few other points I hope you carry away with you after going through the position argued above—why I think it matters …

➊ Our understanding of where we are and how we got here cannot give us the bearings we need to chart a course for where we want to be if it is based on a falsehood. This applies to many things, including, but not limited to, the nationalist creation myth found in the Gettysburg Address.

➋ Words matter. Ideas have consequences. Sometimes bloody consequences.

➌ It is better to be right than to be wrong if it can be helped. The acquisition of knowledge breads confidence, poise, and the ability to clearly articulate your position without resorting to argument or the deployment of logical fallacies such as ad homimen attacks—one used ad nauseum by people who hate us.

AND FINALLY,

➍ if we wish to see that the true history of our Confederate fathers is preserved for future generation, we must get the history of our Confederate fathers’ fathers exactly right.

When we do, it is plain to see and exhilarating to know—even in these dark days of cultural revolution and an unnatural hatred towards our people and our symbols—that THE SOUTH WAS RIGHT!

When you get that bit right, everything else—especially history, politics, and never-ending noise and chaos coming from the media, especially as it relates to America, falls right into place!

I, for one, think this is a fine thing—an exceptionally fine thing indeed!

Philosopher, publisher, and writer Paul C. Graham graciously let me cross-publish this treatise. It has only been shared in part with the Wade Hampton SCV camp in Columbia, SC, and will most likely be included in whole in his forthcoming book “Southern Woke” comprised of his essays, speeches, observations, and aphorisms. To learn more about Graham, click here, and to download a free digital edition of his book “Confederaphobia,” click here.

Source: Dissident Mama – Nonsense on Stilts: Abraham Lincoln’s Gettysburg Address

Keep Asheville wearied, keep the rebel remnant weird

“Keep Asheville weird” has been the unofficial motto for this Western North Carolina city for as long as I can recall. But the once-quaint Blue Ridge town has become wearied. It’s tired and worn out in its progressive predictability.

This is really nothing new to Dixians who have been paying attention.

“Asheville is a tumour on the face of North Carolina.”

“I call it Trasheville.”

“A town full of fudge packers, smelly hippies, and dip shits.”

“Asheville is the western version of the People’s Republic of Chapel Hill.”

These comments came from a social-media post of mine after Asheville “apologized for its role in slavery and voted in favor of providing reparations to its African-American community” this past July. My friend William Estes’ family has been calling home that part of Southern Appalachia since the 1790s and his great-uncle designed the Buncombe County seal.

Below, he explains his theory as to why “The home of Zebulon Vance, Thomas Clingman, Thomas Wolfe, and Richard Weaver has been turned into a free-range lunatic asylum.”

The eco-hippies don’t even realize they’re mimicking the anti-industrial-capitalist, land-based, and localist worldview of those dreaded Confederate lost-causers when they preach and practice agrarianism. And evangeleftists don’t get that Southerners were good stewards well before the regulatory state pretended to be.
“Eat the rich”? Why, those would be the economic looters known as Yankees, y’all.

But Asheville has amped up its lunacy, building off last summer’s BLM-Antifa terrorism and its institutional enabling and systemic sponsorship. So on Monday, the city began disassembling the 75-foot obelisk honoring Zebulon B. Vance, who was born in nearby Weaverville. “The process could take from 10 days to a month, [a city spokesperson] said. The contractor will take possession of all the materials, including the blocks.”

You heard that right. Asheville City Council members didn’t vote 6-1 in March to simply remove the statue honoring this NC legislator, US congressman, US senator, and two-time governor of North Carolina that has been a downtown centerpiece since 1897. They’re disassembling it, as in taking it apart granite block by granite block, and giving it to some government-approved grifter.

Other materials the contractor will “take possession of” include the scaffolding, which was erected around the monument in July in order to hold up the “shroud” masking the statue from the sensitive but unseeing eyes of Asheville automatons. A strong wind, however, tore the opaque covering in September and the city never replaced the malevolent mantle.

“We’re all in this together,” parroted a banal borg to the local News 13 TV station. But are we? After all, “temporary site restoration” will will include “a $25,535 landscaping contract to MS Lean Landscaping, an Asheville African American-owned business.” Whipty-do!

That ain’t love or emancipation, and ain’t even Marxist economic theory. It’s what ya call woke mercantilism, but really it’s the same ol’ crony-capitalist looting and grifting the South’s been subjected to by its conquerors since April 1865. Free at last, my ass.

Notice another gem of unity in this article from the Asheville Citizen Times, in which the word “white” is not capitalized, but “Black” is. For good cultural-Marxist measure, “African American” is also used, but never is “European American.” Maybe it’s because this White reporter’s degrees are in political science and anthropology that he so willingly spoon-feeds progressive agitprop to the masses. Creepy.

My mother in-law and William discuss what it’s like to live among the hubristic hegemons and shallow charlatans who’ve invaded much of their ancestral homeland.

Even some Western NC natives, like Oralene Simmons, will sell out home for fame as a “racial justice activist.” Bending like a Bolshevik reed in the globohomo wind, she proclaimed that “with other cities and states taking down monuments and statues, I just felt that we were in line to go that way.” So stunning and brave!

Simmons, “who is Black” (reminded the Citizen Times‘ critical-race-theory correspondent just in case you couldn’t tell by her photo), co-chaired the Asheville-Buncombe County Vance Monument Task Force, which was formed after last spring’s BLM-Antifa riots and the anarcho-tyrants’ attempted “autonomous zone.” Way to fight for the civil rights of property owners and non-leftist residents, Oralene.

Southern-without-apology folks won’t take a knee? Well, we’ll just take their history and try to erase it from memory. Conservatives don’t want to “dismantle racism”? Hell, we’ll dismantle their heroes, denigrate their heritage, and spit on their ancestors. Kumbaya, comrades!

This purge has nothing to do with “a national reckoning on race,” as the corporate media is wont to recite, but everything to do with power. Funny thing is the leftists depend on the civil, governmental, and social systems created by White men for their shakedown.

They rely upon do-gooders white-knighting for their forever-oppressed and always-morphing intersectional minorities. Dare I say this altruism smacks of chivalry, which is an outgrowth of the “whiteness” and tradition the lefties hate so much.

They twist the Gospel that radicals say is borne of white supremacy, yet still use Christianity’s precepts as a means to coerce the clueless and punish dissenters. I say it’s time to turn the tables.

And by that, I don’t mean to abuse faith or roots. But let’s simply take the progressives at their own words.

“Let’s take this as a new time,” babbled the borg. Yes, let’s.

If these pompous presentists are either unwilling or unable to grasp the nuances and complexities of history, and they refuse to live and let live, let them have none of the benevolent benefits of the heritage they so loathe. Like I wrote in 2019, “Ingrates should get nothing.”


Ron Swanson, Vance’s TV character lookalike, handmade a city permit that read, “I can do what I want. -Ron.” Likewise, Vance was an ardent proponent of individual rights and his rallying cry, like that of all Confederates, was “Let us alone!”


For instance, we could pretend to play along with clown world and force the left’s hand by encouraging them to change the name of Asheville and Buncombe County, since both Samuel Ashe and Edward Buncombe were slave owners. Maybe it could come to be known as city “Xe” in county “They/Them.” Then again, those words are comprised of the alphabet of the Latins, an “old dead white men” culture if there ever was one, so maybe Asheville should be a grunt.

One cheeky lawyer admitted the anti-whiteness inconsistency with the city’s moniker, so he proposed keeping “Asheville,” but changing the namesake to that of black tennis legend, Arthur Ashe. You can’t make this stuff up.

Thinking this would help with the retarded rebranding, he even suggested repurposing the Vance Monument into a giant tennis racket. But too this would’ve brought about a few progressive pitfalls.

First, tennis was an invention of the French and was codified by the Brits, both of which are known in post-modern parlance as white colonial oppressors, so that’s a no go. (This reminds me of when some Richmonders were oohing and ahhing over blacktivist ballerinas in their tutus and pointe shoes raising black-power fists while on the vandalized and disgraced Lee Monument there in Virginia’s capital.)

(“How symbolic,” they screeched! Well, what it really symbolizes is legit cultural appropriation. After all, ballet was invented by the Italians and flourished under the French and Russians, all of whom are considered “white folk,” and icky Europeans no less. You bes’ give up tennis and ballet, intersectional allies!)

Second, if Arthur Ashe had really cared about “racial justice,” he would have used his fame to Africanize his name like black militants did during his day. Better peg Asheville “Muhammed-Ali-ville” or “Mumia-Abu-Jamal-boro.” Or better yet, let’s play it super-safe and call it “New Georgia,” in honor of George Floyd, of course. Now we’re talking.

If progressives “wish Western Civilization gone, then it should ALL be gone,” William commented. “They deserve nothing, not even its bones to squat and benefit from. You want a new civilization, build one from scratch. Destroying is easy, building is another thing entirely.”

According to the aforementioned Citizen Times story, “Repurposing the monument was not appropriate, Simmons said, because if it continued to stand, people would continue to reflect on Vance and his views.”

That’s what you call loyalty — something Southerners used to know a thing or two about. It’s time to get it back.

So, who was Vance, and why do the totalitarians want to cancel him so badly? In short, he was an “evil Confederate,” serving as NC’s wartime governor, company commander in the “Rough and Ready Guards,” and as colonel in the 26th NC infantry.

Oh, and did I mention that the Vance family owned slaves? Yep, that guy had “traitor” written all over him.

But what Vance was really a “traitor” to was invasion and coercion, and selling out your kith and kin. He “objected strenuously to the Confederate conscription and impressment of property laws, the suspension of the writ of habeas corpus, discrimination against North Carolinians in the appointment and promotion of commissioned officers, and the use of Virginia officers in the state.”

Vance was even a “staunch Unionist” but became a “diehard secessionist when his beloved home state was asked to supply troops to fight against neighboring South Carolina. It was 160 years ago today that he and all the other representatives at the NC Convention voted unanimously to secede from these United States. The date was May 20, 1861.

Post-bellum, Vance “opposed the protective tariff, the internal-revenue system, civil-service reform, and the repeal of the Sherman Silver Act” as a four-time elected US senator, although the “Radical Republicans refused to let him take his seat” during what would’ve been his first term in the early years of Reconstruction and all the disenfranchisement it entailed. “His name is not associated with any constructive legislation.” That’s my favorite kinda fed!

This is why Vance is so despised. His life is a reminder of resistance to centralization. Vance and his fellow Dixians’ cause was “the biggest and most authentic people’s movement in American history,” explains historian Clyde Wilson, and Tar Heels (the lion’s share of my paternal Confederate ancestors) were as central to the struggle as were any other brave and determined Rebs.

Political philosopher Richard Weaver, a native of Western NC and a descendant of the founders of Weaverville (where Vance was born), opined that “all questions resolve themselves ultimately into metaphysical problems.” Indeed, the Southern cultural genocide and its monument destruction isn’t about the rock or the obelisks themselves. It’s about ideas, and Asheville is void of any good ones. It’s about smashing beauty, and Asheville is ugly inside. It’s about elevating emptiness, and Asheville has that in spades.

Professor David Middleton wrote, “Weaver noted, the South — which once had been ‘in the curious position of having been right without realizing the grounds for its rightness’ but which nonetheless by this same unarticulated instinct for the permanent things had functioned as America’s ‘flywheel’ to check or urge on the country as a whole as it deviated from or approached traditional values.”

So, let the reprobates in Asheville and in other colonized cities littering the South be slaves to self, to the temporary and pedantic. Let them be not transcendent. Not interesting. Not enduring. Not deep. Let them be weary.

But the rebel remnant must be that flywheel again. We are the weird ones, who are “of strange or extraordinary character, odd, fantastic.” We Dixians are in opposition to all that is fashionable. We builders of lasting things have “weird” and God-honoring work to do. Let’s get to it.

Source: Dissident Mama – Keep Asheville wearied, keep the rebel remnant weird

Dissident Mama, episode 36 – Electric Dinosaur

Ryan Randall, also known as Electric Dinosaur, is the writer and artist behind the Southern-without-apology comic book “Rebel Yell,” as well as “Gun on the Chickahominy,” a casual pixel-target game set during the War Between the States, which is due out May 21. This young and creative Southern son has already felt the burn of internet censorship, so let’s find out why some crowd-funding platforms and YouTube have their panties in such a progressive wad over his content and see what keeps Randall keepin’ on in these (sometimes) seemingly fruitless times with their never-ending woke battles. Let’s “exercise our imaginations,” shall we?!

Download this episode, watch our discussion on YouTube, or listen to the episode here 👇.


A few links pertaining to our conversation:

Rebel Yell, A Hero for Southerners” –  A 2019 interview with Randall by our compatriot Carolina Contrarian
• “Brother in Arms” – My essay about our mutual friend and graphic artist Matthew Silber
Good Reads – Reviews of issues 1-3 of “Rebel Yell”
Eric July on PC Comics” – Tom Woods Show interview
Mosby’s Confederacy” and “Ultimate General: Gettysburg” – Southern video games on Steam
What is Distributism?” – An explanation by Joseph Pearce of The Imaginative Conservative
• “DM Podcast, episode 29” – My interview with Dr. John Devanny

Source: Dissident Mama – Dissident Mama, episode 36 – Electric Dinosaur

Dissident Mama, episode 35 – TJ Martinell

TJ Martinell is an author, writer, podcaster, and reporter frequently seen roaming the Cascade Mountains in the Pacific Northwest. He has written seven fiction books and extensive articles about gun rights for the Tenth Amendment Center. A variety of essays and short stories of Martinell’s have been featured at Terror House Magazine and Punch Riot Magazine. You can find out more about him and his diverse work, including the Mountain Pass Podcast, by visiting TJMartinell.com.

Martinell expounds upon secular-puritanism, the frontier spirit, heritage and ancestry, the divergent meanings of nationalism, understated prose, the fiction-writing process, enjoying one’s own books, bringing faith into our political world, the ethical issues innate in living in a dead culture, the importance of rejecting lies, and his newest post-dystopian novella, “The Pilgrim’s Digress.”

Also, if you haven’t checked it out already, be sure to give a listen to Martinell’s interview with yours truly. In it, we talk about “our current political climate, and what it’s like to raise a traditional family amid our modern culture and society.”

Martinell expounds upon secular-puritanism, the frontier spirit, heritage and ancestry, the divergent meanings of nationalism, understated prose, the fiction-writing process, enjoying one’s own books, bringing faith into our political world, the ethical issues innate in living in a dead culture, the importance of rejecting lies, and his newest post-dystopian novella, “The Pilgrim’s Digress.”

Also, if you haven’t checked it out already, be sure to give a listen to Martinell’s interview with yours truly. In it, we talk about “our current political climate, and what it’s like to raise a traditional family amid our modern culture and society.”

Download this podcast, watch our discussion on YouTube, or listen to the episode here 👇.


A few pertinent links pertaining to our chat:

• Martinell’s other books: “The Night No One Slept,” “Men Who Walk Alone,” “The Song of Wulfgar: A Legend of the Enchantments” (including audiobook), and The Stringers Trilogy > “The Redeemers,” “The Informers,” and “The Stringers
• The classic movies “The Alamo” and “Cromwell,” and Washington State’s The Enchantments
• And my 5-part “Puritans” series > “Coming to America,” “New England Pharisees,” “A progressive unfolding,” “Yankee sanctification,” and “Redeeming the time.”

Lastly, I was remiss in mentioning to Martinell that half of my husband’s paternal ancestry also came to the American Colonies on the Mayflower voyages, settling in Sandwich, Massachusetts, before eventually making their way to the Carolinas via Vermont! Yep, and don’t you know that when we’re having a disagreement, I will not hesitate playing that Yankee card, y’all. 😉 Such are the quirks and intricacies of us heritage Americans.

Source: Dissident Mama – Dissident Mama, episode 35 – TJ Martinell

The Ludwell Orthodox Fellowship: Our mission

By now, you may have heard that a few of my fellow Orthodox and I are starting a fellowship that we hope will foster Orthodoxy in the American South and evangelize to the natives, while also respecting the indigenous and unique culture of Dixie. Go big, or go home, as they say.

The mission statement for the Philip Ludwell III Orthodox Fellowship’s can be read at our GoFundMe page, where our rationale is spelled out quite succinctly and beautifully by Dr. Clark Carlton, who I recently interviewed. His piece was chosen among three possible statements of principle. This included a thorough, theological, and thought-provoking article by Jeff Condra, a friend of Carlton’s and the fellowship’s brainchild, and an exposition by yours truly.

Once we launch the the our website, SouthernOrthodox.org, I’m certain we’ll publish Condra’s draft as one of the first feature essays. My latest guest post by Mrs. Olga, “The redneck hillbilly parish still standing,” is also a good example of some of the content you may eventually find at our blog.

But today, on this Holy Monday I thought I’d share with you my attempt at capturing the essence of what I think are our goals are in establishing this worthy and necessary venture. I pray you find my editorial edifying.


“Each of us has ancestors, both physical and spiritual,
who gave us [our] language, culture and, most importantly, [our] faith …
To lose touch with that past, with those ancestors,
means to become spiritually dry.”

— His Holiness Kirill, Patriarch of Moscow and All-Russia

Some say that Orthodoxy suffers from a lack of converts here in America. While the faith of the One, True Church is shrinking in some ethnic enclaves of the Northeast and stagnating in other regions of the country, Orthodoxy is alive and growing here in the South. That’s because the people of the Dixie are steeped in faith. It’s in our blood.

When it comes to religion, the postbellum American South has been called many things. “Christ haunted” by Flannery O’Connor and “peculiarly Christian” by W.J. Cash. Richard M. Weaver said it was a land of “older religiousness” marked with a “noncreedal faith,” and H.L. Mencken disparagingly pegged it “the Bible Belt.”

None of these descriptives seem too promising at first glimpse, but upon closer inspection they elucidate the fact that Southerners speak a language touched by the Gospels. We walk in a land paved by God-fearing men and live by folkways crafted by Scripture. These traits may sometimes seem distant, but they remain enigmatically familiar. We are a remnant who are used to Christ, yet too many are still yearning to be reconciled with Him. Why?

Well, in a word: history. The South was not only subjected to military invasion, conquest, and occupation, perpetual economic attacks, political disenfranchisement, and an assault on the localist agrarian way of life, but there was (and is) a religious war being waged on the Southern spirit. This reconstruction is meant to replace God and nature with secularism, scientism, and materialism, and human-scale living with identityless-ness. Today, we would call this cultural Marxism, or more precisely, Southern cultural genocide.

However, because Christianity is our inheritance, the South has endured. The quiet piety innate in the Southern character has given this land and her people a durability in spite of the mercantile and humanist onslaught. Our roots are sturdy, but our branches are weak.

We may have gotten Jesus right, but unfortunately, we got Church wrong. Our namesake, Philip Ludwell III realized that too, and this in Colonial times, well before the Unitarian, Transcendental, and Rationalist philosophies forced their way down South. A native Virginian who was kin to some of the Southland’s greatest men, like George Washington and Robert E. Lee, Ludwell was received into Eastern Orthodox Christianity in 1738, making him the first known Orthodox convert in the Americas.

Ludwell practiced his faith in secrecy and solitude while serving in the House of Burgesses, serving in the Royal Governors Council, and living amongst his mostly Anglican or Deist contemporaries. Still, he remained faithful to the Church, leading his daughters to Orthodox conversion on Holy Wednesday 1762. The colonel (a militia title in Colonial Virginia) even translated into English a catechism, and some Liturgical and confessional services and prayers.

Like Ludwell, our Southron brothers and sisters have a nonconformist strength, which will benefit us in defending the ancient faith in our post-Christian world. We were never the majority historically and are most certainly outcasts now. Foreigners in our own land, thus, we’ve built up an armor that bodes well for evangelizing in our increasingly pluralistic and godless society.

Just as the War gave the South a national consciousness, the Southern experience has equipped her people with spiritual ammunition. It’s much harder to break a people who are used to suffering but only if they’re encouraged to be stout, not self-loathing; vigilant, not prideful; thankful, not shameful; bold, not complacent.

Just as a battle-worn identity is our heritage, so too are virtue, honor, and duty. We respect tradition, history, and ancestry, and believe in godly authority, hierarchy, and decentralization. We natives seek venerable “old-time” truths, not popular feel-good fictions. Our customs fully balance self-reliance and surrender, self-interest and selflessness, the individual and the collective. So many Orthodox elements already resonate deep within Dixie’s culture.

This is why the Southern identity can be used as a tool to sow the seeds of Orthodox Christian identity, while Orthodoxy can help to protect our hospitable and historic homeland. These are not mutually exclusive identities at all, for they can work in concert – a symbiosis uniting the divine and universal with the Southron spirit. As St. Tikhon of Moscow said, the Orthodox Faith is “the best and most reliable way to preserve and support your national character.”

So, let’s baptize what’s here. Let’s bring Orthodoxy to the “Southern nation” and consequently endow that tradition as a healthy and organic expression, not a theoretical idea. Just like when Jesus talked to the woman at the well of Jacob (Photine of Samaria) and stressed His belonging to the Jewish nation as to better communicate His words, we Orthodox Southerners will speak the language of our fellow Dixians. The often shallow cup of immigrant missionaries simply cannot help to quench a people’s thirst for truth as lovingly as can kinfolk.

I heard it said by a priest once that Orthodoxy propagates in the South like a native plant. So, let’s regenerate our people back to Christ. Illumine them to the authentic Church. Foster true reconciliation. And protect our beloved Southland that has for so long nurtured these roots. It’s time to come home, y’all.

Deo vindice.

Be sure to check out The Philip Ludwell III Orthodox Fellowship mission statement and crowd-funding page. Donations of any amount would be greatly appreciated. And please do take a listen to or watch my conversation with Dr. Carlton, in which he explains the organization’s background and fleshes out some of our ideas.

Source: Dissident Mama – The Ludwell Orthodox Fellowship: Our mission

The redneck hillbilly parish still standing

By Mrs. Olga

As Greece and other traditionally Orthodox countries impose travel bans, restrictions and closures ahead of Pascha for a second year in a row, many eyes are looking toward the American South.

While most churches around the world closed their doors on Holy Pascha of 2020 some brave priests in Dixieland, known for its rugged independence and “redneck” style resistance to tyranny, kept their doors open amongst the chaos.

“We’ll go into the catacombs if we have to,” one Matushka texted a worried member in April 2020.

“Please be mindful to arrive early for Pascha,” one Father counseled. “We don’t want dozens of people showing up at midnight to our new location.”

Parish members whispered among themselves about leaving their cell phones at home to prevent tracking.

Many still didn’t know whether or not gathering was technically illegal. In early 2020, shut downs were still new. Priests checked in with health departments and searched government websites. Some parishes abandoned the state they were in and moved to another state with fewer restrictions but they stayed open.

I still remember walking into the church for the Paschal liturgy of 2020. A quiet reverence surrounded the event. We were well aware that the police could burst in. We knew there was a risk. Among the candle light we saw new faces we had never seen before. Folks had traveled for hundreds of miles to attend the one parish that was open.

Most of us were bitterly and painfully aware that our brothers and sisters around the world were sitting at home, agonized over their missed Pascha. Moms were baking treats and turning on livestreams in an attempt to make Pascha special but the hallowness cut like a knife.

“Don’t worry too much about why you’re here and why they aren’t,” Father gently reminded us. “Let’s just be grateful.” And we were.

Last year’s Pascha hit at the very beginning of the Big C. It was a very confusing time. In recent memory the church hadn’t faced such a thing as a potential pandemic and the dread virus of 2020 was not well understood yet. Looking at the numbers coming out of China it seemed that the Wu-flu could potentially have upwards of a 10% death rate.

However, as Pascha of 2021 rolls around and we have a clearer picture of the real threat the virus poses, many churches around the world are still facing some measure of closer and restriction. All that is, except one place, the American South.

While some big-city churches in the South have chosen to maintain some measure of closure most, Southern churches reflect the operation of most Southern states and are fully, or nearly fully, open. No mask mandates. Icons kissed.

As one church in Texas posts on their website, “If you want to wear a mask, wear one. If you don’t. Then don’t. If you want to kiss icons. Kiss them. If you don’t, then don’t.”

Underneath such statements on many parish websites are appeals to help the parish find or fund a new building as they’ve seen their numbers the past year sky rocket and the weekly attendance has them bursting at the seams of their 2019 parish.

Why? Why are the Southern churches staying open and growing?

We’re rednecks.

Oh, you may have thought “redneck” referred to what you get when you sit out on the lake too long sippin’ a Coors Light. Nope. It has a deeper history than a reoccurring sunburn.

As Todd J. Wilkinson, FSA Scot., explains “… [the] term Redneck [is] Scottish and [refers] to supporters of the National Covenant and The Solemn League and Covenant, or ‘Covenanters,’ largely Lowland Presbyterians, many of whom would flee Scotland for Ulster (Northern Ireland) during persecutions by the British Crown.”

“The Covenanters of 1638 and 1641 signed the documents that stated that Scotland desired the Presbyterian form of church government and would not accept the Church of England as its official state church. Many Covenanters signed in their own blood and wore red pieces of cloth around their necks as distinctive insignia; hence the term ‘Red neck,’ (rednecks) which became slang for a Scottish dissenter.”

Is it me or does signing one’s name in blood seem to be in harmony with the visceral Orthodox tradition which brings us Catacombs piled with the bones of the faithful, relics of Saints in our altars and the weekly consuming of the flesh and blood of our Lord Jesus Christ?

Wilkinson explains further, “Since many Ulster-Scottish settlers in America (especially the South) were Presbyterian, the term was applied to them, and then, later, their Southern descendants. One of the earliest examples of its use comes from 1830 … ”

Rednecks then are actually dissenters who reject the imposition of the State and rebel against tyranny (whether actual or perceived). Is it any surprise that their Southern culture is one of strong independence, self reliance and faith?

No surprise at all.

Likewise is the case with another Southern moniker, “hillbilly.” When the throne was under dispute supporters of King William were known as “Billy Boys” which became the American term hillbillies. Again, we see a term with a distinct history of defiance in the face of personal belief.

That same defiance that was against the Roman Catholic crown, the defiance against the Union in the War Between the States, and the defiance in closing our churches at Pascha is a Southern tradition and is why the redneck hillbilly church is often the one still standing on Pascha.

May the Southern spirit spread and may all the churches around the world fully reopen.

Be sure to follow Mrs. Olga at her blog, Appalachian Orthodox.

Note: My family and I visited Mrs. Olga's out-of-state parish on May 24, 2020. This was more than two months after my (now former) parish had shut its doors but was still putting on "Facebook Liturgy" with a sparse group of clergy, altar servers, and a handful of singers. Thus, Olga's open-door church became the hospital where we sinful strangers could receive the Eucharist for the healing of soul and body, making it our first communion since the double-whammy of both governmental and church lockdowns began in mid-to-late March of last year.
There in this House of God was one chalice, one spoon, one Body of believers. We kissed icons and venerated them as windows to Heaven. We joyful yet pensive parishioners attended the service and the choir sang hymns unmasked, while the priest steadfastly tended to his flock and to us "refugees," and did so at great risk to himself. Fellowship and food followed, where the faithful gathered and broke bread, talked, laughed, and hugged, and did all those simple yet profound things that make this special meal "the Liturgy after the Liturgy."
I will be eternally grateful for this "redneck hillbilly parish" and how it served as such a bright light during that dark and desperate time – a true oasis in the sea of conformity and condescension in which many conservative Christians like me felt like we were drowning. I thank the Good Lord that there were and are Orthodox who have that rebel spirit when it comes not to resistance against God, His Law, or Church dogma, but rather in defiance to the spirit of the age.
"And let the peace of God rule in your hearts, to the which also ye are called in one body; and be ye thankful." – Colossians 3:15

Source: Dissident Mama – The redneck hillbilly parish still standing

Dissident Mama, episode 34 – Dr. Clark Carlton

Today my guest is Dr. Clark Carlton: author, speaker, and professor. He’s also the co-founder of The Philip Ludwell III Orthodox Fellowship, which is currently in its fundraising stages but has big hopes of “Nurturing the roots of Orthodoxy within the Southern tradition.”

We discuss the impetus for the fellowship, its goals to both foster the Southland’s indigenous culture and facilitate evangelism among her people, Southerners’ classical and biblical self-consciousness, Ludwell’s bio, stealth Baptist churches, everyone from Tris Englehardt and Basil Gildersleeve to Father John Meyendorff, English translations of the Divine Liturgy, permanence, going native, and much more.

Carlton’s articles have been published in various publications, such as the Journal of Christian Bioethics, St. Vladimir’s Theological Quarterly, and the Journal of Early Christian Studies, and his “The Faith” book series has been highly influential within Orthodox Christianity. His long-running but now retired Ancient Faith Radio podcast, “Faith and Philosophy,” provided important commentary on the intersection of Orthodoxy and faith, philosophy, and culture.

Dr. Carlton has a B.A. in philosophy from Carson-Newman College, a Master of Divinity degree from St. Vladimir’s Orthodox Theological Seminary, and an M.A. in Early Christian Studies from the Catholic University of America. He’s currently assistant professor of philosophy at Tennessee Tech University, where he teaches the history of philosophy as well as the philosophy of religion and logic.

Download this podcast, watch our discussion on YouTube, or listen to the episode here 👇.


Two important websites with a distinction:

The Philip Ludwell III Orthodox Fellowship > our faith-based mission statement and crowd-funding page
Ludwell.org > the history organization of the Associates of Colonel Philip Ludwell III

Carlton’s books:

The Faith: Understanding Orthodox Christianity
The Way: What Every Protestant Should Know About the Orthodox Church
The Truth: What Every Roman Catholic Should Know About the Orthodox Church
The Life: The Orthodox Doctrine of Salvation
The Homeland of Your Heart’s Desire: The Orthodox Teaching On How To Be Saved

Source: Dissident Mama – Dissident Mama, episode 34 – Dr. Clark Carlton

On the backs of poor whites? How J.D. Vance elites become elites

By Ilana Mercer

The country is fast descending into a Dantean hell.

The Circles of Hell into which we’ve been signed, sealed and delivered are mass migration, diversity, multiculturalism, and zealous, institutionalized anti-whiteness, with its attendant de-civilization and inversion of long-held societal morals and mores.

The guiding ghost of Virgil is nowhere to be found. To ostensibly shepherd us out of hell, however, assorted serpents have slithered forth.

Beware! All the more so when they speak to you from bastions of the establishment — Newsweek is one — as J. D. Vance does in, “True ‘Compassion’ Requires Secure Borders and Stopping Illegal Immigration.

His is the typically conciliatory, “conservative” argument we’ve come to expect from the gilded elite, regarding America’s promiscuous immigration policy, under Republicans and Democrats alike.

Vance is the best-selling author of Hillbilly Elegy: A Memoir of a Family and Culture in Crisis, which is a culturally compliant — namely unflattering — account of poor, white America.

Provided your thesis allows for a cozy convergence over agreeable storylines — you are well-positioned to peddle a national bestseller to the approving left, libertarian, neoconservative and pseudo-conservative smart-set.

Yes, Vance is a sellout. Not that they were asked for their take, but the archetypical folks depicted in Hillbilly Elegy contend, justifiably, that “Vance [is] not an authentic hillbilly or an example of the working class.”

Cassie Chambers Armstrong’s Aunt Ruth, for example.

Aunt Ruth didn’t think much of Vance’s endeavor. Her niece is an Appalachian and author of a redeeming tale, Hill Women: Finding Family and a Way Forward in the Appalachian Mountains.

Hillbilly Elegy’s portrayal of Appalachia,” explains Chambers, “is designed to elevate Vance above the community from which he came … it seeks to tell his story in a way that aligns with a simplistic rags-to-riches narrative. Think critically about how that narrative influences the way we are taught to think about poverty, progress, and identity.”

Chambers is perceptively correct. It’s cringe worthy — Uriah Heep slimy — but Vance all but advertises that the Indian-American Brahmin he wed has helped “rid him of his hillbilly ways.” To that end, he tells of a mild exchange with his wife: “Don’t make excuses for weakness. I didn’t get here by making excuses for failure,” he “hollers” at her.

These unremarkable, muted words Vance had with wife Usha Chilukuri he frames, self-servingly, as “the baggage of his tumultuous upbringing.” Wow!

Self-deprecation over nothing much at all amounts to very clever self-aggrandizement. Vance’s casuistry resembles a kind of Argument From Fake Modesty.

Indeed, in smug self-aggrandizement, Vance slimes his hillbilly relatives, even naming names. Credits and kudos go to the Chilukuris, wife Usha’s relatives, for “[teaching] him what a functional family looked like.”

From family unit to family unification policy: When discussing immigration, J. D. Vance is just as nimble. He utters the code words at the door of the Establishment, left and right, and in he goes. Sesame has opened.

What are some of the “Open Sesame” magical phrases that get one into polite company, conservative and progressive?

First comes the “moral” preening component: “All’s I’m saying, y’all, comes out of the goodness of my hillbilly heart.” Vance opposes the rot of America’s immigration reality simply out of the kindness of his heart: He is at pains to emphasize how he hates that “human traffickers take advantage of the desperate poor of Central America.”

After all, Vance is open, law-abiding, and properly diverse. (Vance’s marriage alone proves his PC credential; although adopting the Right Kind of Baby before running for office is highly recommended.)

Yet another part of the Vance celebrity seeking vaudeville is the incessant mention of his “working-class background.”

This reflex finds Vance at once eagerly pressing flesh “at roundtable[s]” with CEOs and “communications conglomerates,” during “masters of the universe” events, all the while moaning a lot about his disdain for them.

He mingles with millionaires under “duress” because he’s so very authentic.

A member of the gilded, conservative elite by any other name, our hoedown Hillbilly also loves to name-drop. Non-stop: While Vance forgot to brag directly in the Newsweek piece about having married an Indian-American lady, who “rid him of his hillbilly ways“; he brings her up surreptitiously when he touts his connections among conservative cognoscenti:

“… my friend (and my wife’s former boss) Brett Kavanaugh [of the] Supreme Court..”

For Vance’s second “Open-Sesame” password into polite company, allow me to excerpt from this writer’s “The Immigration Scene.” Written in 2006, it proves that not much has changed. Why vote? GOP can RIP:

Everyone (and his dog) currently concurs that we have no problem with legal immigrationonly with the illegal variety. It’s now mandatory to pair an objection to the invasion of the American Southwest with an embrace of all forms of legal immigration.

So you’re clear: Vance opposes illegal immigration alone, even though its effects on the country are as pernicious as the legal and annual importation of over 1 million immigrants from India, China and the Third World.

All this misplaced compassion — day in and day out, on Fox News, too — is, frankly, nauseating. The job of American policy makers and the auxiliary punditry is not to flaunt their virtue to The World currently on its way to America, but to stick strictly to their mandate — and send them the hell home.

Want to know more about Ilana Mercer? Be sure to check out my 2-part interview with the author and longtime blogger.

Source: Dissident Mama – On the backs of poor whites? How J.D. Vance elites become elites

Globohomers gone wild, part 2

At top is a late-January photo op of Ecumenical Patriarch Bartholomew, who proclaimed that it is “‘unacceptable’ for people — especially Christian clergy members — to ‘deny the reality’ of the pandemic” and that “the rejection of the mask and all precautionary measures does not arise simply from ignorance but from the necrosis of love within them.”

The controversial hierarch, a Western-backed ally of the global and technocratic elite and most certainly not the “spiritual leader of more than 300 million Orthodox Christians worldwide,” added that getting the covid jab is a “responsibility to fellow human beings.”

Vaccine apologetics

So, it shouldn’t be a surprise when the Bartholomew-influenced Orthodox Theological Society (OTS) asserts that “COVID vaccines present best ethical option despite use of fetal cells.” Not only does the society base its recent statement on a summit held by the unscrupulous Bartholomew, but it also cites the Vatican and the US Conference of Catholic Bishops as sources for its pro-vaccine stance.

Honestly, as an Orthodox, why should I care two hoots about the moral advice of the Catholic Church, which has long stated that vaccines made using DNA from aborted human fetuses are “worthy of continued use, despite their origins”? The OTS goes on to admit that the “vaccine” won’t stop sickness or its spread, yet insists the benefits still outweigh the risks. What are those benefits? They do not say.

The same day as the OTS news was making the rounds, another essay describing Mount Athos monks as “particularly fearful” and allegedly getting the covid jab was being shared and debated in Orthodox circles. So, I’m publishing for you a snapshot of one particular thread that was generated after an otherwise conservative priest shared the article.

Don’t excommunicate the messenger

This is not to be “mean,” as I’m sure will be the accusation from some. This is a distraction technique, or “progressive rhetorical gamesmanship” as Rod Dreher calls it, used to deflect from the larger point at hand. Unfortunately, the psyop strategy of attacking the messenger as to avoid the message and shut down critical thinking has become commonplace even among traditionalists who feign outrage over diminished civility.

Dreher got trashed recently for taking to task a leftist seminarian just because the middling “conservative” divulged her Twitter handle, whereas I’m sharing the real names. My father confessor advised that I keep the names in the screenshots only if they add value to the story, which they do, in my opinion.

I think this public conversation illustrates quite nicely the “globohomers gone wild” phenomenon (as described in part 1) and the frustrating predicament we dislocated Orthodox find ourselves in when trying to engage in previously civil spaces and in an increasingly divided Church. The prevailing tenor of “dialog” these days is one-sided, condescending, and sometimes outright hostile, and should be pointed out if we’re ever to remedy this quagmire. What could be more important than open and honest discussion on living vs. existing, life vs. death, and to be of this world vs. in it?

If Christians cannot have constructive discourse over some of the biggest ethical and ecclesiastical issues of our day, all of which can and will have long-lasting ramifications for the Church, for people’s salvation, and for society at large, we are missing the mark more than any of us had ever imagined. So here goes … I pray this essay will enliven deliberation and foster healthy debate.

I was actually taken aback by Fr. Thomas and others participating in the slights against Father Peter Heers, an American-born priest living in Greece and founder of Uncut Mountain Press and Orthodox Ethos. Maybe they’re incensed that Fr. Peter said the original post was “fake news” and that there are “Greek articles issued already exposing the propaganda piece.”

He added, “The monks [getting the “vaccine”] are few and they are from the monasteries that support the patriarch [Bartholomew].” Since Orthodox Christianity teaches that “the devil’s strongest weapon (is) death itself,” … “fear of death leads one to sin and thus to bondage” … and that “Jesus sets us free from this bondage of sin and death,” I’m thinking that Fr. Peter’s assessment is spot on.

Strange too that Fr. Thomas laughs at Manolo’s first comment, and gives a thumbs-up to his and Photius’ other snarky remarks, yet Fr. Tom thinks that my (correct) assessment that he’s dog-piling is “unnecessary.”

Everything I say above is true. Yet, Manolo thinks vaccines – and experimental, rushed-to-market, new-technology, litigation-resistant, social-credit-system-creating ones at that! – are a laughing matter. He continues with his infantile quips, as opposed to thoughtfully debating a fellow Orthodox Christian. Science is never settled.

Even ROCOR’s Archbishop Peter got the vaccine and said that “the question of vaccination is not an ecclesiastical one.” While I’m not sure I agree with that, I do agree it is indeed a question and one that should be vociferously debated, politically, ethically, and spiritually.

Perhaps Fr. Tom considers my reality-based insights as an “extreme POV” (point of view). This is one of the main beefs of dissenters toward the globohomo narrative: that we have never been heard, not even pretended to be heard or taken seriously. Instead, what we have experienced is being castigated as “naysayers” with “unreasonable faith,” and “radicals” who “act Protestant” and peddle in “self-righteous garbage.”

This is why “pro-reasonable” is such a peculiar phrase, not to mention “limited … (and) minor inconvenient measures for a season.” Those days were done after “15 days to flatten the curve.” We are dealing with major, not minor, changes both in church and in society at large. So, wouldn’t it be reasonable to reassess?

Seriously, there could be nothing more pro-division and anti-humility than acting like Orthodox are top-down papists and that laity are an annoying after thought who should be scorned when they defend the faith or even dare to ask legitimate questions. It’s disappointing that the loudest Christian opposition to the fear porn and its ungodly aims has overwhelmingly come from Protestant and Catholic clergy.

Thus, many of those frustrated Orthodox have left their former parishes and have either found new parishes that do not cave to the covid-crazy, or they aren’t attending church at all. As Orthodox Reflections rightly states, “So to all the clergy, do not blame mass apostasy for your diminished flock. The vast majority of people skipping church services continue to believe in God. It’s you they don’t believe in, and that is your fault.”

Loserthink

New to the thread is Deacon James. His barbs about “patently awful sources” and “contextualized information” are odd, since “half-truths, untruths, ‘expert’ opinion, and anecdotal data” are the very foundations upon which the cult of covid were built.

After all, it is “pharma-funded corporate media and medical bureaucrats who have a conflict of interest” and will vilify and call a “quack” and censor physicians like Dr. Peter McCullough, a consultant cardiologist and Vice Chief of Medicine at Baylor University Medical Center, because his contention is that effective home remedies make the “vaccine” unnecessary.

As Dilbert creator Scott Adams notes in his book “Loserthink,” “One thing I can say with complete certainty is that it is a bad idea to trust the majority of experts in any domain in which both complexity and large amounts of money are involved.” Indeed.

There are plenty of previously well-respected medical experts, researchers, cultural critics, and brave people of faith who adamantly oppose the pro-lockdown, pro-mask, pro-vaccine tyranny. Counter-experts are out there, yet the globohomers refuse to listen to them, much less even admit they exist. Like biochemist Kary Mullis said in a 2007 interview (taken from the full-length documentary AIDS Inc.), “You can’t expect the sheep to really respect the best and the brightest, they don’t know the difference.”

“The vast majority do not possess the ability to judge who is and who isn’t a good scientist” and the “funding is being done by people who don’t understand it,” added Mullis, who won the 1993 Nobel Prize in Chemistry for co-inventing the polymerase chain reaction (PCR) technique and died in August 2019. Interestingly enough, he was no fan of faustian bureaucratic Fauci, even back in the day.

Pro-life … until it counts

Since Deacon James had to “hold his tongue,” I poked around and found that he has a website. In his most recent essay, James asserts that “you cannot just make broad, sweeping, black and white assertions” when it comes to vaccines and the use of fetal cell lines in vaccines and other antibody therapies.

This, of course, it a hot topic in Christian circles, especially since so many Orthodox claim that their jab was “ethical.” However, there are some things that are uniform, black-and-white, absolutely singular and universally consistent.

According to Luke 1:39-49, there is no gray when it comes to innocent life. At the Annunciation of Our Most Holy Lady Theotokos, Jesus is already fully Man and the incarnate Son of God, even though He’s not fully formed within her womb. Hence, a fetus is a person.

Yet, those who condone the degradation of the pre-born humans that it took (and will take) for the harvesting of fetal stem cells would never condone that Jews who died in Auschwitz be used for such scientific “progress,” even if the prisoners’ tissue was obtained only for the testing stage of a supposed world-saving, pandemic-ending vaccine, and if it only utilized a couple of murdered Jews from 75 years ago. Would it still be about the greater good then?

I know that even mentioning the holocaust in an effort to undo globohomo can easily get someone tagged an anti-Semite these days. But the analogy, which Father John Whiteford shared with me, is an apt one because it points out the sanctimony of the pro-vaccine crowd. And if they don’t think a baby in the womb has as much worth as does a prisoner in a Nazi concentration camp, well, I think they need to seriously reexamine their pro-life stance. Or they can open their hearts and minds to what the other side is saying.

According to a “social concept” statement put out by the Russian Church in 2000, the use of human tissue within the confines of true science can be ethical but only if the donation is voluntary and if the act doesn’t result in the death of the donor. Neither criteria is satisfied in the case of the covid jabs.

And here’s a personal anecdote … even before I was Orthodox, I came to realize that having an IUD didn’t prevent fertilization of an egg, but instead changes the lining of the uterus and prevents the implantation of the zygote. So, I got my IUD removed. Sure, I paid for that thing and still had 3 years to go on it, but I decided it wasn’t in line with my pro-life view and that there really was no wiggle room on the matter. The stuff really ain’t rocket science, y’all.

Moreover, fetal-cell procurement has undoubtedly created a market for those highly valued murdered babies, whose body parts actually go for top dollar when harvested while the child is still alive. Remember the investigative journalist who exposed Planned Parenthood abortionists openly discussing this? It’s no secret. It’s big business! It’s just supply and demand, y’all.

“It’s MUCH more complex than naysayers would have you believe,” Deacon James notes. Yep, it’s we “naysers” who are actually urging the globohomers to “peer past the obvious,” as Frederic Bastiat advised. So let’s have a real conversation, shall we, gentlemen?!

I was trying my best here to not get distracted by those mocking increased immune health through proven methods like vitamin D and zinc, and yes, even elderberry extract. Just get the jab, Nazi! Trust the liars, fascist! Don’t question the narrative, Judas!

Funny that some folks screech at you for pointing out that ivermectin may be a good medicine for drastically reducing mortality rates, even though the WHO agrees. But it is you who are the crazy one for noting how suspect it is that the global “health” organization still won’t recommend the cheap therapeutic alternative.

Even King Fauci testified before Congress that it takes about 7 years for the typical vaccine to be developed, yet here we are at 120 million “emergency use” experimental jabs and counting. And still we must “double the pace” and do more, more, more, demand the malicious medical bullies like Dr. Ezekiel “death panels” Emanuel.

Ugh. I sometimes feel like I’m living in “One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest” and the whole world is filled with Nurse Ratchets. But then I remember my “covid-denying” cohorts who proclaim such globohomer-triggering gems as this:

Let the little children come unto Me, but only if they are vaccinated according to the CDC Schedule. #ThingsJesusNeverSaid

Where two or three vaccinated are gathered in My Name, there I am also. #ThingsJesusNeverSaid

Greet one another with a holy kiss, except if you’re unvaccinated. #ThingsSaintPaulNeverSaid

No gentlemanly treatment for dissenters

I’m not exactly sure if Fr. Tom is being as dismissive or not, so I’ll give him the benefit of the doubt. What I am sure of is that it is an increasingly common occurrence in American Orthodoxy that priests walk on egg shells around progressive Orthodox, self-policing and always trying to be “fair” and “loving” and “edifying” to left-wing subversives, while the-fiery hot wrath of the patriarchy is doled out with abandon to right-wing mamas and Ortho bros.

If I were a blue-haired wannabe deaconness who had a crush on the priest’s wife, I would fully receive an empathetic pastoral ear. If I were an Orthodox grrrrl who pushed LGBT as doctrine or a priest who’s unapologetically woke, mum’s the word. Heck, if I were a transhumanist who identified as satan’s cat, many priests would at least give lip service to my struggles, if they labeled them as struggles at all.

And because we have 13 months of overwhelming evidence, we know darn well how we’d be treated if we supported altering our time-honored Liturgy and ancient rites out of irrational fear. That’s not cautious; it’s caustic.

It ain’t water under the bridge

Fr. Tom’s claim is more circular reasoning than it is a fait accompli. A “water under the bridge” scenario would require the course be irreversible and presumably would encompass some measure of self-reflection and lessons learned. After all, uncorrected mistakes over time can add up to separate people from Christ.

Plus, this is not the first time that government mandates, social pressure, and bishop directives regarding a sickness have been used to manipulate the Church. Just ask those who suffered under the Bolshevik yoke.

As Edward Roslof explains in “Red Priests: Renovationism, Russian Orthodoxy, and Revolution, 1905-1946,” “Parish churches were often closed when they refused to register clergy or because of the threat of ‘epidemics, that is, on the pretense of preventing the spread of disease by parishioners who gathered together for worship.”

And it sure won’t be the last. Just ask us “covid-deniers” who’ve been suffering under the gas lighting, belligerence, and censorial culture within the Church for more than a year. We boldly proclaim, “This is all reversible, fathers!”

Just consider William’s heavyhearted question. It highlights so brightly the terrorism under which too many people have been held captive. The never-ending scare tactics and changing goal posts are so effective precisely because no discussion is allowed. That’s the true propagandistic power of a narrative when it goes unchallenged.

The Body of the Church

According to the Orthodox Study Bible (OSB), there are Four “Orders” in Church Government, the first of which is laity, who are also “called ‘saints,’ the ‘faithful,’ and ‘brethren’ … (and) are the people of God, the ‘priesthood.’ … It is from among the laity that the other three orders [the deacons, priests, and bishops] emerge.”

“In the Orthodox Church, authority is resident in all four orders, with the bishop providing the center of unity. His authority is not over the Church, but within the Church,” the OSB adds.

“Church leadership does not consist of one or more orders functioning without the others. Rather the Church, with Christ as Head, is conducted like a symphony orchestra, a family, the body of Christ, where all the members in their given offices work together as the dwelling place of the Holy Trinity.” That is Orthodoxy’s criteria, not mine.

Perhaps Manolo’s ego would get a little deflated if he read Father John Whiteford’s essay on Holy Communion during times of plague. Or if that’s a little too radical for his sensibilities, he could always just peruse what his jurisdiction’s own website has to say about the spread of disease and Liturgical matters.

Is that love?

I wonder how many covid “vaccine” injuries, adverse drug reactions, and deaths here and abroad will be considered too many? Globohomers dismiss such queries as tin-foil mad hattery, and the more honest ones will even sometimes opine, “Well, the risks harm few and help many.” However, it is this very same masked ilk whose muffled but malevolent shouts can be heard from the highest phase-three, socially-distance-approved rooftop, “If lockdowns/vaccines save just one life, then it’s worth it.”

Well, apparently, even the FDA is second-guessing that “thinking,” having just paused the Johnson & Johnson jab due to reports of blood clots. These are similar complaints to that of Europe’s AstraZeneca “vaccine,” which even the EU admitted is linked to deaths caused by blood clotting, well, before the centralized drug-regulating agency decided to then deny it. Science!

Possibly the worst part of this “great reset” rigamarole is that all the tyranny, corruption, and needless suffering is being done in the name of fighting a virus that has only a .07% chance of killing people — a dubiously high stat since it’s ceding to the elites their greatly inflated mortality inputs and not factoring in the sad reality that more than 1/3 of those US deaths have occurred in nursing homes. This is the “necrosis of love.”

“The choice of not being vaccinated does not endanger public health, as long as it does not abolish another person’s right to receive the vaccine – and with it, any protection it provides,” notes Hagiorite Monk Paul, Biologist, MD Molecular Biology and Biomedicine, of Vouleftiria, Holy Mountain.

“Consequently, that which is condemnable is every kind of complaisance that criminalizes a person’s stance towards living in a body free of suspicious vaccines, and which transforms societies … to herds of undecided and expendable animals.”

Beasts aren’t blessed with the gifts of verbal communication, free will, and discernment. We are, my fellow Christians, and utilizing them is our responsibility. It may not be deemed popular, but wisdom rarely is. Glory to God in the highest.


A few additional resources for your “anti-science” stockpile:

Dissident Mama, episode 32 — Betsy Ball Clark
Your Facebook Friends are Wrong About the Lockdown: A Non-Hysterics View of Covid-19
COVID-19 Vaccines Likened to ‘Hacking the Software of Life’ with Dr. Joseph Mercola
The Proof: Many Aborted Babies are Used in Vaccine Creation with Dr. Stanley Plotkin
Vaccines, Abortion & Fetal Tissue: Right to Life Michigan
Charlotte Lozier Institute: Fetal Tissue & Genetics
Human Cell Lines and the COVID Vaccine with Dr. Pamela Acker
The Dangers of the Covid-19 Vaccine with Dr. Steven Hotze
Fear of Germs and Holy Things: From the “Spiritual Counsels” of St. Paisios of Mount Athos
St. Paisios: “If You Receive the ‘Inoculation,’ You will be ‘Marked’” as explained by Fr. Peters Heers


Source: Dissident Mama – Globohomers gone wild, part 2