September 26, 2017

by Doug “Uncola” Lynn:

The impending winter makes fall a busy time. Even rainy days are spent finishing off an area of my basement before snow flies. Unknown until recently, Yellow Jacket wasps had been illegally invading, and illicitly breeding, behind the exterior border of my home; even creating a hive in the wall so large it filled a 30 gallon trash bag.  Once I noticed the excessive activity of the winged terrorists outside, I soon discovered the interior drywall had become discolored and soft. I speculate within another one or two weeks they would have burrowed through. This would have been extremely unpleasant, especially had it occurred in the middle of the night while we inhabitants were asleep, unsuspecting.

Whether working outside in expectation of winter’s desolation and cold violence, or working inside as the leaves and rain fall, while insulating, hanging drywall, fastening, taping, mudding, sanding, texturing, priming, and painting, I talk to myself.  I ask me how I could improve; and I curse out loud over the tiniest of my mistakes. I knew better, I tell myself. What was I thinking?  Why must this be done in just this manner? To protect and care for my family and my home, I reply. Do it right. But to whom am I speaking? And who is listening?

This is the duality of human nature that we all share.  It allows us to converse with ourselves.  The inner dialogue is never-ending; ceaselessly communicating back and forth.  At times, even tossing to and fro like warring ships at sea.  Dual forces light and dark, negentropy rising from entropy as logos and pathos rub on apathy in the constant friction between Apollo and Dionysus.

 

My inner battles are daily fought and often won

What I do, determines who I become

Although my thoughts flutter and sing like birds

My actions speak louder than words.

 

 

When considering any course of action, we definitely operate from within the construct of our beliefs.  This takes faith. For example, both logic and experience allows me to accept that wasps can sting; that winter’s chill cometh.  Therefore, I act accordingly. If I did not, then I would be known differently.  By my actions, you shall know me.  And so it is with everyone. The inner dialogue and analysis gives rise to belief, to faith in things unseen, to choice and consequences. The very words translate and transcend, taking on real shape and form onto three dimensions. On a global scale, the discourse and debate materialize upon vast seas of humanity roiling by winds of belief systems clashing in ideological storms and war.

Today people are divided, same as it ever was.  Now, even in U.S. football stadiums, our Gods are playing to win. The deity of Global One-Worldism and Unity  blending Tomorrow People into varying shades of brown, against the God of real diversity separating by borders, boundaries, heritages, flags, and colors.

 

Speak and act as those who are going to be judged by the law that gives freedom, because judgment without mercy will be shown to anyone who has not been merciful. Mercy triumphs over judgment.

James 2: 12-13

 

You see that a person is considered righteous by what they do and not by faith alone.

James 2: 24

 

The winds of war are raging just as they’ve always raged.   The opposing sides operate according to their beliefs; what they think is best. They have made their choice and their actions show not only what they believe, but who they are.  To try and change anyone would be like attempting to reason with the wasps that once lived in my wall.

President Donald Trump, and many fans of the National Football League believe players should stand in respect for America’s flag, national anthem, and for those who gave their lives defending liberty.  Many players in the NFL believe that others of their skin-color are oppressed, and even killed, by those dressed in blue who are obligated to protect them under the law. These players consider Donald Trump as representative of their nation’s injustice.

So everyone acts accordingly.  Football fans burn their NFL tickets and gear. Owners fear their players more than their fans (i.e. their customers) and take a knee.  Athletes defy the same nation that provides them the freedom to do so because they say the Constitution under that nation’s flag gives them the right to protest said nation, as well as the fans and voters who made them multi-millionaires.

However, for those on the political left, they are not actually operating from their belief in the U.S. Constitution.  On the contrary, they are acting to destroy the very law that provides freedom.  To the political leftists, their politics is their One True Faith and they act on their beliefs to tear down any dissent.  They shill for unity, but unity only against that which they oppose.  Their kind of equality does not lift people higher; it merely pulls others down to their knees.  One for all and all for one in a kind of collectivist revolution which, left unchecked, replaces freedom, law, and real justice with Cambodian-style funhouses like under the Khmer Rouge, or the Soviet gulags of Stalin:

 

To do evil a human being must first of all believe that what he’s doing is good, or else that it’s a well-considered act in conformity with natural law. Fortunately, it is in the nature of the human being to seek justification for his actions.

Macbeth’s self-justifications were feeble – and his conscience devoured him. Yes, even Iago was a little lamb too. The imagination and the spiritual strength of Shakespeare’s evildoers stopped short at a dozen corpses. Because they had no ideology.

Ideology – that is what gives evildoing its long-sought justification and gives the evildoer the necessary steadfastness and determination. That is the social theory which helps to make his acts seem good instead of bad in his own and other’s eyes, so that he won’t hear reproaches and curses but will receive praise and honors. That was how the agents of the Inquisition fortified their wills: by invoking Christianity; the conquerors of foreign lands, by extolling the grandeur of their Motherland; the colonizers, by civilization; the Nazis by race; and the Jacobins (early and late), by equality, brotherhood, and the happiness of future generations.

Thanks to ideology, the twentieth century was fated to experience evildoing on a scale calculated in the millions. This cannot be denied, nor passed over, nor surpressed. How, then, do we dare insist that evildoers do not exist? And what was it that destroyed these millions?

…That is the precise line the Shakespearean evildoer could not cross. But the evildoer with ideology does cross it, and his eyes remain dry and clear.

Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, “The Gulag Archipelago”

 

 

If you want to know if NFL owners actually care for their fans, watch what they do.  If you believe the dying John McCain is more concerned about the global elite power brokers releasing videos of him in flagrante delicto with farm animals more than your rising Obamacare premiums, you should realize it doesn’t matter.

Actions speak louder than words.

If you believe the NFL fracas is a mere media diversion and wonder why Donald Trump can so valiantly challenge the owners and players of the NFL while simultaneously supporting the political establishment’s loser Luther Strange, over Roy Moore, in the recent Alabama senate primary race, it doesn’t matter.

Actions speak louder than words.

What does it really mean to be an American today, anyway?  If we can’t judge a book by its cover, then we must judge it by the story as it unfolds.  How, then, is the tale of our own lives told, if not page by page, day by day, by what we do?

Actions speak louder than words.

This post was my attempt to light a candle, rather than cursing the darkness.  What else can be done at this time?

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