Gravity happens to apply 9.8 M/s/s acceleration on all things. A lead weight and a rubber ducky are equally pulled by gravity.  That, my friends, is reality. If you take two people, and drop them off of a tower, they will accelerate at the same rate, reach the same speeds, and land at the same velocity, reaching 0 Miles per hour at about the same time. If one of them is ‘keeping it real’ this will not in any way affect their speed, and if one of them is completely delusional, they will be equally impacted.  So to start with, take any notion of ‘keeping it real’ and toss it out the window. 9.8 M/s/s.

Now, this world has a fetish for identity, a quest in the west to find the true self and be the most authentic person possible. True to you, as it were. On the surface this sounds great, but that’s a really dangerous path that can lead to some insane conclusions. For starters, let’s begin with the physical sense of being a creature whose genetics have scientifically imprinted a sense of true self in the physical make up of our beings. Sounds pretty authentic, right? Yeah, until a kid has depression or manic phases or a birth defect. While not all mental conditions are bad(as a teacher I am always concerned when autistic students are criticized for ‘not talking’ because frankly, I talk wayyy too much). Or, to go completely off the rails, what if you were born with an inherent desire to become a serial killer? The idea of picking up a hitchhiker on the side of the road and putting them in three different trashbags hits a deep sense of purpose in your life that sincerely agrees with every cell of your body? Not good amigo.

So after trashing the physical sense of identity(I realize I left out physical form, which is a good way to identify true self until you get into a serious car accident), let’s set our guns on the purely psychic sense of identity. Identify, if you will, yourself as a champion weightlifter. Tell yourself that you are the strongest person on earth, do it for a whole week, look in the mirror and think, “I can deadlift 1,000 pounds” every single day. Then after week of this, go to the gym, put about half a ton of plates on a bar and try to lift it up. There is obviously some connection between an authentic true self and physical form.

That or there is a sense of identity that exists completely disconnected from both our physical and psychic sense, which would basically be God, but we don’t have time for that right now, we’re looking at the individual self.

How do we determine the fact that we have parts of our identity that are entirely but not entirely of our physical form? You could move to Sedona Arizona, eat some cactus or lick a jungle toad and document your findings. Maybe look at circumcision, where you get your dingy whacked in order to demonstrate a separation from the normal way of the world. Baptism also works, in an immersion of the senses under water, a change in pressure and deadening of sound as a symbol of rebirth into a new form(even when the old one is essentially unharmed, unscathed, or different. One of the easiest ways would be to review thousands of religious texts over the years and look for a reasonable explanation. Obviously Arjuna and the Archer come to mind. The story goes that Arjuna shows up to three people and hands them a bow and arrow, commanding each one to attempt to strike an eagle on top of a post through the eye with an arrow. The first man takes the bow and Arjuna asks what he sees. The man begins to describe the sky, the weather, the flow of the wind through the grass. Arjuna just takes the bow and asks the next man, the fellow talks about something else but I forgot because I didn’t get an A in that class, and the final guy is asked what he sees, and he states, “the eye of the eagle” and Arjuna says, “take the shot.”

Failing that, the easiest metaphor would be a spin on a highway. When you are driving down the highway, and an obstacle such as a baby or 1998 Mercury Grand Marquis pops up, you need to get out of the way, and this can cause your vehicle to lose traction with the road and begin to spin. Now, assuming our goal is to recover from this spin and get back on track, we have to figure out how to deal with the physics of the world around us in a way that we can handle in a psychic manner to impress upon the forces we actually have control to get back on track.

Scientists have told me the worst thing to do is slam the breaks. That is, in a moment where your personal identity is in tail spin, attempting to toss a wrench in every moving process can lead to disaster. Likewise, the brutish attempt to force yourself out of the problem by slamming the accelerator and strong arming the wheel all the way over can lead to over correction or equally disastrous results.

The way to recover from a skid, according to the experts in the world, requires 2 steps. First, pick a distant target on the horizon that will be the point of reference. For us in our attempt to be a pure authentic self, the goal here makes perfect sense. What is the reference point? What year is it? 2017? The time is based on distance from the death of Christ. Not to be preachy, but Jesus is a reference point that has not changed in about 2017 years. So you pick a reference point that is not going to change so that you can gauge the effects of your spin. From here, with your focus on the unchanging reference point, you can being to take stock of your movement in the moment of Crisis(Christis, hahah, get it?) and in the vehicular analogy, determine if your front or back wheels have lost traction.

In an authentic self way, lets just say, “has our physical or psychic self lost traction?” Are we getting too fat? Are we getting too obsessive over our keto diet and Amazonian Berry Juice? Do we have enough sleep? In this case, the solution is to release a little bit of control, ease off the gas and transfer a bit more weight to the front of our vehicle, the mind. A bit more time organizing the headspace and point it to our reference point will get us on track. The alternative is our headspace going crazy. Overthinking? Hyper-Analyzing, bringing in too much baggage from that time Stacy dumped you in middle school and it’s just like what Lucrecia is doing now, or even being so manic about the next big thing that in our effort to stay positive we’re just jumping from one positive sugar rush to the next? Maybe it’s time to take stock and reposition ourselves, go for a walk outside, and move closer to a calm peaceful center.

The idea of an authentic self may be possible alone, but the studies of the effects on prisoners from solitary confinement seem to indicate isolation has damaging effects. Now, I’m  not sure pet cats count as people, but if the goal is an authentic self, it seems like the surest way to get there is to spend at least a little bit of time organizing your trip there with some people who have the same destination, and in the moment of a spin, the same reference point. 9.8 m/s/s.



About two weeks ago a guy said I should write a piece called, “When the Bible is Hate Speech” and since this guy is not just a friend he’s also, “My Boss” it seemed like a really good idea to do that. A really good idea.

So at first it took me a few minutes to pound out a few hundred words at 4am which amounted to no more than a sort of sleep deprived manifesto. Out of this it dawned on me that  for my friends who teach in Public School, mentioning Faith in Christ in the classroom is one of the scariest subjects. Even when a kid asks, “what church do you go to” there’s a hesitance for fear that you will be put in a position where other students may discover that, in fact, God exists and loves them infinitely.

This can get you in trouble. A few years ago at a stand up comedy club the guy on stage was cracking jokes and asked “If God is so powerful how come he never fools anybody?” and because of my high functioning autism the notion of a rhetorical question seemed alien so I answered him, “What about Jacob?” and then he asked what I meant? Well, I pointed out that god used Jacob “the Deciever” to mislead and double deal a few people. Then the club owner barged up and told me to get out, which was awkward since my date was out getting a beverage and my friends were watching. On my way out the man on stage as laying into me and saying all kinds of mean things about God and I couldn’t help but point out that maybe the guy was misdirecting his anger and that some of the things he blames on God are due to other factors like not getting enough sleep.

The club owner ran towards me at this point, and my friends thought he was going to tackle me but what I’m trying to say is there are people who get really angry at the idea of an invisible entity that loves them.

Mostly because that person has rules. Like how dare a God exist, create everything in existence, and have the audacity to grant us free will, and also give rules and suggest that they are the greatest way to live life? Worse still, that there might be rules with consequences!

Sure, “quit jumping on the bed or you are Grounded” is not as extreme as “believe in Christ or be cast into the fire and burned” but you can’t make an omelete without, you know, heat.

When the Bible is Hate Speech

Last week a friend suggested I read up on the Nashville Statement(It gets good at Article 7). This sounded like some rather small affair worth ignoring. Then someone on Salon called it bigoted homophobia and a response was issued called “The Denver Statement.”

If, like me, none of you had a clue what was going on, here’s basically where we are at.  A bunch of pastors, priests, deacons, etc, have signed on a document they put together as sort of a ‘bill of rights’ to what sex means to Christians*

The idea is: the goal of sex as a family furthering adventure exists mostly for procreation and exclusively intended by God for the use by one of two genders interacting with the other gender. Basically, it’s what you learned in sex-ed if you were born before 1985. For anyone born after that, it’s a hate crime.

So, HuffPost, WashingtonPost, New York Times and CBN walk into a bar. “Ladies first” says the bartender. Already half the crew are offended, but Rosaria Butterfield of CBN walks up to the Bar and says, “After converting to Jesus my previous life lost it’s luster and now I am happy” and everyone else tears their hair out and starts screaming.

The Nashville Statement pokes at the obvious mistakes that people make in pre-marital relationships, and that all such union falls into the category of sin, another hate crime.

The statement of 14 articles re-iterates that none of the listed offenses to God are enough to straight up ban someone from being allowed into heaven or even to be Christian, but rather that, in the same way that encouraging an alcoholic friend to go get tanked up in the back of the church during service, straight up affirmation and celebration of lifestyles seen as ‘not good’ in the official rulebook of God(tm) does not compute.

The important thing here that makes this mean nothing to atheists or for their lives is the reiteration that this set of concepts and rules for being Christian* apply only to Christians*.

That is, if you want to play tennis, go ahead and play tennis, but if  you show up to the baseball game with a tennis racket, you are going to get funny looks because you are in a different game with clearly defined different rules. The Nashville Statement basically affirms that you have 3 strikes and must run from 1st to 2nd to 3rd and then Home in order to get a point. The Denver Statement states that if you want to step up to the plate with a Tennis Racket and try to get a bunt against a 90mph fastball this is totally okay and will go really, really well.  In fact, go ahead and cut right across the diamond from 1st to 3rd while you are at it.

Hopefully that makes sense.

Probably not.

To give you an idea of how this whole crazy argument stretches out, here’s some links.

Sarah Butterfield on how Jesus changed her Ways.

A Writer From HuffPo Freaking Out to Draw Attention to her New Book.

An Article About Robots Being able to Tell if You are Gay or Not as a Reward for Reading this Far

An Anglican Giving a Very Anglican(boring) Explanation of Why he Signed On

Salon Going Ape

Now, having argued about this issue with friends, it seems strange they would throw the word hate around when basically we live in a world where any sexualized lifestyle is celebrated and thrown a small parade. So these people have come out of the closet as ‘encouraging their friends to be straight cisgendered married couples’ and that’s apparently just about the most shocking thing ever and should be condemned.

Furthermore that a bunch of priests have the audacity to suggest a 14 year old boy not have his penis chopped off and hormonally pumped full of estrogen should not shock anyone, but it does.

*this is the point of contention.

When the Bible is Hate Speech

Right now in America the big fight is over DACA, or “illegals get to stay” and luckily the Bible has the definitive word on this, what to do with a person who is in the right place(America) but not the right way(without Documentation).

Matthew 22

11 “But when the king came in to see the guests, he noticed a man there who was not wearing wedding clothes. 12 He asked, ‘How did you get in here without wedding clothes, friend?’ The man was speechless.

13 “Then the king told the attendants, ‘Tie him hand and foot, and throw him outside, into the darkness, where there will be weeping and gnashing of teeth.’

14 “For many are invited, but few are chosen.”

So let’s assume a nice even handed world where America is heaven and Mexico is hell. Is if fair to cast people out who seem by all means but for one simple measure to deserve a place at the table? Well, when the Bible is hate speech, it is. Not everyone is chosen for citizenship.

Deferred Action for Childhood Adults is for people who have shown up at the table without the proper gown(documentation) and have no real answer for why they don’t.  Now you may want to take a broader mindset to this, but again:

Matthew 7:13

13 “Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. 14 But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it.

Now obviously a lot of people who are wrong are going to have a problem with this. But by sending these faux Americans home, they can spread the gospel message of the American Dream in their home countries! Speaking English will allow them a leg up against their peers.

Which brings us to American Exceptionalism. If America was never great, why do they want to stay? All those rallies and riots with Mexican flags in the air and American flags being burned, we didn’t see the DACA coalition opposing that mess.

They came in with a riot, not like the black man, whose history in America has been born aloft on the Cross of the lynching tree. According to Donald Trump, the Mexican comes to rob, kill and destroy(though some, I assume, are good people).

When the Bible is Hate Speech,

“If a man’s testicles are crushed or his penis is cut off, he may not be admitted to the assembly of the LORD.” (Deuteronomy 23:1)

Pretty clearly forbids the horrific act of sexual reassignment surgery ONLY FOR MEN. It is, infact, righteous and holy for women to be transformed surgically into men. The other way around, however, separates the patient from the Lord, this if forbidden. Thus, theologically, not only should Brad Cooper of England have been banned from getting his first reassignment surgery, but his second one should have been final.

On that same subject, Hillary Clinton, who rightfully will never serve a day behind bars as was decided by FBI Director Comey before she ever testified.. Because Whoever covers an offense seeks love (Proverbs 17:9)

The point is, it is, as North Korea will soon learn, possible to go so long without repenting that the eternal hellfire of B-1 Lancer JDAM oblivion awaits.  Then the B-52H will swing by for a second coming and turn your whole DMZ into molten rock.

God’s Divine Plan and How to Stop it(You Can’t)

So this week a recurring theme in reading and discussion has been the ability of man to block or prevent Gods plan.

On the radio, the messages of Sarah sending Hagar into Abrahams tent to have a son and allow her to culturally continue her bloodline, and the resulting 13 years of heartbreak demonstrate that when we attempt to force God’s hand on a matter, we invite disaster, especially when God is going to do his thing no matter what. Sarah ends up having a son, Isaac, anyway, and the whole rotten mess with Hagar never needed to occur, save to demonstrate to us our disobedience.

Then in Samuel the back and forth between Saul and David highlight one man’s resistance to God and another almost equally disobedient man’s desire to try to do God’s will. David walks out with Abigail as a wife, his mighty men, the Crown, and Saul dies to the lament of David who rejoices in the good moments of their existence and that of his companionship with Johnathan.

So there is a time and a place for all things, a time to take action and a time to wait.

Our tongues have an incredible amount of power, a rudder for a mighty ship, when when on course, do not adjust the rudder.

When my buddy died, the verse on the little piece of paper was:

13But I would not have you to be ignorant, brethren, concerning them which are asleep, that ye sorrow not, even as others which have no hope. 14For if we believe that Jesus died and rose again, even so them also which sleep in Jesus will God bring with him. 15For this we say unto you by the word of the Lord, that we which are alive and remain unto the coming of the Lord shall not prevent them which are asleep. 16For the Lord himself shall descend from heaven with a shout, with the voice of the archangel, and with the trump of God: and the dead in Christ shall rise first.

All I can think about here is the last line: The dead in CHRIST shall rise FIRST. That means that Everyone comes back. Every single person comes back at some point. Regardless of what they think and what the believe. That is not mine to discuss or mine to believe.  Just the way that it is.

Many times we get caught up in the idea that some people are going to Hell and that others are Not, but the most important thing to remember is that everyone comes back. There’s going to be a period in between the final judgement and tough decisions that have to follow when there is time to think. Do you think that Christ was never there and then told the disciples and followers “Unless you people see signs and wonders you will never believe?”

That doesn’t absolve us of the job and frankly going out and witnessing the Gospel requires me just talking to God and bing able to win follwers and friends which is half the fun of living. The mental battle of what you can convince other people to do and how convincing you can be when you open up to the power of God made manifest can be astounding.


Not that and kind of bragging is going on here because that kind of divine inspiration dwells at the fingertips of our own understanding?


The Holy Spirit.

Mulling Over

Today in a game of push the envelope it seemed appropriate to broach the topic of controversial bible verses that seem to imply that Men have total control and authority over the world.

A long time ago at an evangelical church it always made me smile to mention The Timothy Bomb which sounds a lot like Paul saying he doesn’t approve of women speaking in public. Simply, we know that’s not true since he also praises Priscilla of Aquilla in Acts 18 for her spreading the Gospel, so obviously there’s a lady arguing with men and women somewhere, and even if she is married, her husband is obviously not being admonished for allowing her to speak instead of him.   The line one lady said that brings a smile to my face was “Well he’s the head of the family, but I’m the neck that turns the head”

So now lets just go ahead and jump on the grenade:

Ephesians 5

21 Submit to one another out of reverence for Christ.

That’s not very new age. In fact, rather than each person being a unique snowflake it’s more a matter of becoming absolutely attached and unable to differ out of respect for each other.  A two way street.

22 Wives, submit yourselves to your own husbands as you do to the Lord. 23 For the husband is the head of the wife as Christ is the head of the church, his body, of which he is the Savior. 24 Now as the church submits to Christ, so also wives should submit to their husbands in everything.

Woman, get in the kitchen and make me a sandwich.

25 Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her 26 to make her holy, cleansing[b] her by the washing with water through the word,

Christ literally died and gave his life in love without FORCING anyone to do anything. Those who chose to follow did so entirely of their own volition. Authoritative? Yes. Argumentative? No. Understanding, listening, compassionate? Infinitely.  Does he tell Peter at one point to “get behind me Satan” in frustration? Yes. But that is after telling him the rock of his faith will never depart from the earth.

Let’s Continue.


 27and to present her to himself as a radiant church, without stain or wrinkle or any other blemish, but holy and blameless.

Now it sounds like it’s the mans job to essentially care for his wife and build her up in the way Notre Dame was constructed. Infinite care, working within a set of rules he has no control over(physics) to create a thing of nobility and respect at personal cost.

28 In this same way, husbands ought to love their wives as their own bodies. He who loves his wife loves himself. 29 After all, no one ever hated their own body, but they feed and care for their body, just as Christ does the church— 30 for we are members of his body.

This obviously means get your wife a Gym membership and follow her around with a whistle having her do up downs and pushups. Also the husband isn’t allowed to get fat. That obnoxious couple that works out together? You know, using the same weights and sets like a bunch of weirdos, that’s apparently the way to go.  I go more for the wearing the shirt that says “COACH” on it and screaming at my wife with a whistle around my neck and a baseball cap that mentions “STATE CHAMPIONS” on it. That’s love.


31 “For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and the two will become one flesh.”[c] 32 This is a profound mystery—but I am talking about Christ and the church.

In the legal context of the time, it sounds like this is about the unity of the family. Because women were pseudo property at the time, their parents were not entirely important in the picture. The guy however, has one job and one job only at this point, building Notre Dame, which means being the kind of person worth following and primarily not telling people to do things you wouldn’t do yourself.

33 However, each one of you also must love his wife as he loves himself, and the wife must respect her husband. 

At this point, the verse sounds less like a Drill Seargant husband, rain dripping off the brim of his hat as he screams at his wife doing push ups so much as the role of a corporeal leader, earning respect not out of  arbitrary genetics so much as being of integrity to the point that the requests and actions he takes are without reproach and worthy of a modicum of trust exceeding beyond the need to second guess or doubt 85% of the time. I mean it really sounds more like, “Don’t marry someone who hates you” which is pretty sound advice.

It’s not like holding a rope to the bit in the donkeys mouth and dragging it through a doorway, that’s forcing, whereas the somewhat charged word obedience should be better read as supportive and respectful.

The day I raised my Hand.

Okay, so now the hard part is forgetting that I stood infront of a LtCol and held my hand up swearing to obey the orders of the President and defend the constitution of the United States.

Out on the flightline, in front of B-1 117, the flagship of the series, with the chief holding a flag and my recruiter in her blues watching on to make sure the whole thing went alright, it struck me that while normally there’s a hokey jokey sense to any sort of words that come out of my mouth, this was a dead serious commitment, that by doing this my body was entering a contract with Uncle Sam to go and actively pursue and destroy enemies of the enemies of America.

We had gotten on base about 30 minutes prior, gotten entry paperwork completed, and then played carpool. The chief actually insisted I take shotgun in and hoped in the back, which is absolutely not what he had to do.

I asked my recruiter if, since the President was Commander in Chief, if he called and had some kind of minor order, could he call her up and demand she send an e-mail or change his flat tire(as in, since he’s commander in chief, does that mean he can give orders that any  military member has to follow) and she seemed pretty confident that he would have to go through the chain of command and the General Staff first, who would tell their Colonels and Commanders and it would filter on down.

Then I asked, since it was gonna come up, what the proper title was for the Commander since I’m not technically in yet, but I still wanted to make sure the orders and titles were respected, if I should start referring to her by rank and the commander likewise.From the commander’s house we drove out to what looks like the ‘air port’ part of the base but seems to be referred to as the ‘flight line’ and the Commander mentioned that we would need to go and talk to security forces first since they would inevitably confront us and we might as well get it over with.

Then we drove down the line of 30 B-1s and found the ideal plane. The important thing seemed to be the visual element, and since no family was out there for me, it seemed like the right way to do it.

We got out, the suns out, and blasting photons into my eyes as the repetition of the oath went. Then we shook hands and he told me some cool factoids and information about the planes I’d be working on, walking right up and looking at the bomb deployment devices and systems that make them work. All I could think about was how the whole thing seemed like a mystery of complex pistons and pipes and tubing and wires, and how it would be interesting to look on them again in a few years with a much, much more thorough understanding of how they work.

An interesting thing about the B-1 is that it almost never got off the ground. Carter scrapped the program not due to overrunning costs but more due to the defection to Japan of Soviet Victor Belenkin, who told us of the super Foxbat which had the look-down shoot-down capability that made the low altitude bomber totally obsolete.

Luckily, or perhaps not, the invasions and fights in Afghanistan 1(Russia Vs Taliban) showed us that the wars of the future would not be high tech vs high tech, but primarily battles of superpowers covertly arming proxy forces and that meant one thing: no enemy jets with high tech systems.

So Reagan brought back the B-1 program and another 100 were made with the last one rolling out in 1987.

10 JDAMS, that’s the standard load out because we use them alot. B-1 carry the highest payload of any bomber in our fleet, and they are beautiful grey dragons.

Anyway, I’m in now, and after getting my paperwork signed I went and ate Chic-Fil-A…


The Horatio Hornblower Drinking Game

Horatio Hornblower Series on Telly

Bingo Mode (Everyone Must Pick 4 that they take a drink on)

  • A woman is seen or even mentioned in passing.
  • Someone Speaks French
  • Any Human Other than a White Male with Brown Hair is on Screen
  • Someone dies
  • “Aye Aye”
  • An Accent Other than English
  • Everyone Gets Hit by a huge wave
  • An English Officer Bleeds, gets injured, or Dies on Screen.
  • Anyone Gets Put in their Place Socially
  • A Cannon Gets Spiked
  • Someone Gets Flogged
  • You get to See Through a telescopic sight.
  • A person is shown swimming in the ocean.
  • Powder Monkeys are seen onscreen.
  • Anyone Climbs the Rigging.
  • A map, math  compass or protractor are used on screen.
  • A telescope is unfolded or folded.


 Everyone Drinks:

  1. A person on the show drinks.
  2. A bell is heard.
  3. A whistle is heard.


Everyone Finishes their Drinks

  1. Mutiny!
  2. A Ship Sinks
  3. Horatio Dives Overboard
  4. Anyone Surrenders to Anyone

Hard Mode:


  • Drink Once every time a Musket or Pistol Fires
  • Finish Drinks Anytime you See a close up of only Horatio’s Face.


Insane Mode:

  • Everyone Drinks any Time a Cannon Fires

Alcohol  Poisoning Mode:

  • Everyone Drinks any time a Cannon Appears On Screen.

De-Funding the Arts, or National Socialism: Which is it?


The recent news has focused on Federal appeals to de-fund the National Endowment for the Arts and how it sends a chilling effect on the arts. Story Time: A long time ago I volunteered a lot at a charity radio station that produced airwave material and put books on tape for visually impaired folks. Don’t worry, even though I tried to help other people, I’m still a republican. Having spent a good portion of my life there, since mom had been bringing me in since 1990, it drove a spike in my heart when the board decided to shut down.

How dare a charity that makes radio for blind people, that has been putting books on tape for them since 1976 shut down? What on earth would be the explanation for such a horrific at?

Get ready for a business lesson:

The board determined that the grants and funding they have could do more good for the visually impaired if directed to other sources such as the similar station in the state capitol. In the year 2014, with podcasts, internet radio, and internet audio book sites, with content that can be produced for free by the common person, the radio stations costs were unjustifiable and amounted to re-inventing the wheel, or the Ford Model T Assembly Line.

The Model T represents the charity radio station for the blind. In 1908, when the Model T first rolled out, the technology was breathtaking and affordable. At the end of the run in 1927, the Model T, though cheap, was vastly outdated and wildly behind the times for technology with better cheaper alternatives. Thus so with the radio station. With internet, it was no longer required.

The endowment began in 1965, just eleven years after the first Color Television Broadcast in North America. So in the current day, when CNN makes a news for Kids show online and any church sunday school can put a video on youtube in the blink of an eye, Any children’s television show like sesame street can be on Netflix, and any artist can put their work on Instagram, Youtube, Pinterest , heck, the entire Bob Ross series is on youtube now(don’t forget he did the show to promote and sell his own line of paints and brushes so stop pretending everyone on PBS has no agenda), does the government need to spend $146,000,000? If you do not like the current Republican run House, Senate, Executive office and Soon to be Supreme Court, you don’t want them controlling the direction of the arts, and if you do like them, you probably like the idea of gutting state sponsored creativity and new ideas, so win win, folks.

Especially if the concern for the future involves fascism. What does every fascist regime control? The Arts. The goal of a fascist regime is to promote and encourage pro-state artists, Mussolini made extreme efforts to promote pro-government art. 

Even now, by obsessing over the arts, you run the risk , for you socialists out there, of committing the crime Walter Benjamin described as “fetishizing the hand crafted object.”

Consider Berkeley’s discussion of cutting the chemistry department.STEM needs the help. Social Sciences / Art require very little to succeed compared to scientific programs, whose labs can be incredibly expensive compared to being a youtube star, which takes a phone which every human being in America already has.

So, government sponsored Art, a hallmark of fascist regimes, heads out the door. Celebrate.

So lets argue for it: Here’s Fred Rogers testifying before Congress. Children’s programming, hinges on the only purpose that justifiably proves the role of Public Television.  The political commentary fell short of solid analysis. The wikileaks e-mails showing that NPR reporters colluded with the campaign demonstrated they became not merely liberally biased, which they have always been to some extend, but absolute single party propagandists, going as far as listing the crowd interrupting chants during her speeches as ‘about 150 people chanting Bernie’ and ignoring the the suspicious presence of A) syllable by syllable counter chants for the seven or eight other yells and the fact there obviously were substantially more than 150 people doing it, makes me sad. Especially considering how even handed they started out in January, compared to how far on the slider they moved as November drew near.   It pains me to lose NPR funding, but they bet everything and their entire credibility on a Clinton victory and lost.  he last thing we need is more propaganda. Gone are Lewis Reukaiser and the McLoughlin group, shouting wild matches of different viewpoints and well informed political views (with one exception, Intelligence Squared) transforming instead into calm Soma pills of straw man discussions and the sort of ‘telling you what to think’ journalism that every other for profit station creates.

It is sad. They used to be so good, too.