Consistent Inconsistency
GOD, give us
men!
A time like
this demands
Strong minds,
great hearts, true faith and ready hands;
by Gilbert Holland, "God, Give Us
men!"
In F. Scott Fitzgerald's
classic novel, the Great Gatsby, the main character, who lived next door to
Gatsby, said, "My father said to me, one can not be too judgmental or
critical of others because many have not had my advantages."
In my lifetime (84 years), I
have witnessed the effeminizing of men. A day does not go by
anymore, that you do not hear of a sports figure "coming out of the
closet," proud to announce his homosexuality. In the Satanic gay
agenda everything directed toward the destruction of the home, the despising of
Christianity,
There was a time that older
men whether a farmer or banker, doctor or lawyer, gained much satisfaction in
the mentoring-tutoring of younger men. They were not afraid to be seen in
public... an old man eating in a restaurant with a young man. Now,
because of the stupidity of television programs, every young man is so afraid
that he will be classified by someone as having "sugar daddy."
One of my old, very heterosexual, very decent-lovable, uncles said to me,
"I used to enjoy hugging my nephews, even young men in the community who
were coming home from college. I wanted to show them my interest in them.
The fact, and it is a fact, that I missed them, cared for them, wanted
nothing but the best for them. Now, much to my sorrow, I am afraid I will
embarrass them."
The real man doesn't care what
people think. The real Christian man was never reluctant to lead public
prayer at the church house, stand up for decency at the court house, demand
absolutes at the school house. The founding fathers of our nation, on the
way to the church house, not only carried his bible, but his musket as well.
It was up to him to defend his family and his nation. It was up to
him to show the world around him whose side he was on... he was on the Lord's
side and was not ashamed of God's book.
At the church, you could hear men's voices leading in the singing the
great hymns of faith. His integrity could not be bought at the court
house. The real man wanted his children taught the essentials of
education, not just entertained at the school house. God help the teacher
who made sexual advances towards his child, male or female.
A blade of grass appears
formidable to a small insect. Under an umbrella of political correctness,
the average man has decided to just go through the motions... raising a family,
providing mere lip service to secular as well as spiritual activities.
"Let the politicians handle it... that is what all of my taxes pay
for. Let the do-gooders in the civic clubs handle it, that is what they
raise money for." The consistent inconsistency involves the
fact that everyone is just going through the motions, doing as little as
possible to just get by and get paid. In 1871, Frederick Nietzsche,
God is dead fame, said, "Christianity has crossed over to a
philosophy of gentle morals." About the same time, Gandhi said,
"I would have been a Christian if I had I not known so many
Christians." Real men, any type background, recognize hypocrisy and
admire gravitas-strength of real men. We honor real men on the
battlefield... not the new breed-brood of pseudo hybrid of gay warriors.
We live in a world of street
smart males, their own language punctuated with curse words, their own methods
of grooming and dress, highlighted by tattoos and trousers showing their
buttocks. The prisoner's garb-appearance (trousers lowered to show their
interest in anal sex) has become the Satanic emblem of maleness. Perhaps
this is the reason so many males have come "out of the closet"
pursuing the attention of other males. Perhaps this is the reason in 2008
there were more divorces and marriages in the United States. What woman of
any character at all would be attracted to such a male? Black, accomplished-educated women (women who
have pursued an education, who still have an appreciation of morals and values)
have told me there are so few black men with whom they can associate that they
must look toward white-Asian-Latino races for companionship and possible
marriage. They want nothing to do with black men who have such opinion of
themselves. Perhaps this is the reason 72% of our prison populations is
made up of black men, that 52% of all black babies are aborted (black
population in America is 13%). There was a time, in America, where
the black male was the foundation of the black family, the black community, the
black church. This has changed. Visiting black churches, as a
speaker, I found the black men have taken a back seat... the black churches are
now controlled by black women.
The slide toward sociological
distress in the black community and in the poor white areas started with F.D.R.
My grandfather was the last landowner in our community to sign the papers
hereby farmers gave control of their land over to the Agricultural
Stabilization Corporation (ASC), a system of agriculture control still very
much in practice. In this government control, all acreage is controlled
by government. My grandfather said, and I remember it as if it was
yesterday, "We have turned our land for which we have worked so hard over
to the control of the government and future generations will starve because of
this control." Everything is heading in that direction. Now, the small farmer has disappeared.
You can not sell anything from the farm (meat, vegetables, raw milk,
butter, eggs, etc.) without government inspections. Farmers, who were the
back bone of this nation, (in the 1900s 90% of the population lived on farms)
just went along to get along, believing promises of politicians. Early
farmers crossing the planes on covered wagons pulled by oxen, had three absolutes
in their possession, their gun, their bible, their copy of Blackstone's law.
Because of the dust bowl in mid-America most finally settled in the
farming areas of California and California provides most
of the food for the country. We see now how government controls of
everything, including water, has destroyed this productive land.
Perhaps the greatest demise
of real men has happened in law enforcement. Here were men on whom we
depended for protection. Now, in various costumes, dark glasses, racing
expensive racing cars, law enforcement has become an embarrassment to the
community they are supposed to serve. Several times in my life, this
blind veteran, who must depend on others for survival, has encountered criminal
activity. To whom should I go-call-depend? You can be sure that law
enforcement will do nothing except protect the criminal... making sure the
criminal has all of his rights.
Every republic that has
fallen, every city-state, every democracy, started with a complete downfall of
committed spiritual activity. Look at the average church, how few you
have at prayer services. The 20th century made a beggar of God. The
church taught the incredible lie that God needs us, our money. For God to
be God, He does not need anything. We need God and we had just enough
spirituality left to play church... a country club with a steeple. The
consistent inconsistency of the downfall of every civilization, the downfall of
all morality, downfall of marriage and the home, euthanasia of the old and
young. In the fall of the Roman empire,
the newborn were taken to the streets to be trampled by horses.
The most popular comic books
of young boys involve action figures... Superman, Iron Man, Spider or Batman.
Young boys want to emulate tough-hard-dedicated men. Why not real men with real flesh and blood in
your own community? Why not have real men at your church house, real men
at the school house (Coaches are always the most popular men teachers at any
school. They have rules. They require obedience not only in action
but in dress and language. There was a time when every gym in America
displayed these words - 'Sportsmanship before victory.') There was a time
when we had real men at the court house, did not seek a lawyer or judge who
could be purchased. There was a time at
your house as at my home, when you did not sit in daddy's chair, when you
listened when daddy was talking, when a family would consistently GRIEVE as
they followed daddy's casket to his grave... burying a real man.
