(0314) Middle of our night. (0414)

 

3. Pammy’s made an arrest of a judge

… plus this:

More later, I need sleep, deliveries coming mid morning.

2. Late evening, middle of the night

… while I’m asleep, the antipodaeans are up and early blogging, the Americans and Canadians are just getting into evening gear. And two stories dominate from across the pond … here’s one:

1. This daily timeline

… these diverse approaches. In one way, we’re on a hiding to nothing here and the analogy of us being at our lighthouse on the rocky point, with tavern, chapel, carpark, stables, outhouses behind is apt, it fits the nature of HQ, the main tavern.

The analogy, motif, is less that this is a crossroads than that it’s somewhere people drive off the main drag to take a breather at. But the clientele are as diverse as any within the west or Christendom can get.

Everything is diverse … esp. people’s walks of life … there’s very much a Miles Mathis or Redacted perspicacity in insights … good insights though quite cryptic in presentation, through to solid reports like Steve’s and DAD’s, a whole lot of different elements stopping by and as the tavern publican, I say it enriches, often surprises.

”Enriches” is a dirty word today, as is “diverse”, when it’s taken outside our western, culturally Christian plus liberty heritage. Not explaining well. A Texan is going to have a certain way about him, from a walk of life, as is a Cambridge academic here or techie or soldier or whatever … what chance they can all get along, understand one another?

But some do. I understand Redacted’s faith perspective, I could talk 6th trump to him, but there are others sitting in the tavern who also understand the questions about JD, for example, then Andy comes in from the Old Labour tradition … what chance there’s not sniping, even civil war?

MMutR long ago said there are only certain items of interest to him. Duh, of course that’s so … but go back to Lord of the Rings when the hobbits set out and lodged at an inn and there, in a corner, was long tall Strider. What chance he and one of the barflys could communicate, find common ground? Certain people are going to gravitate to certain people but all sorts of snippets appear and then eventually fall off the end of the page in real time.

To my mind, that’s a different sort of diversity to that of completely alien cultures … there are common elements. I can eat Tex-Mex, southern US might like Yorkshire pud, not sure about real ales. I like food with a roux base, there are French sauces which go beautifully, I like Viennese crossroads culture, Giorgia’s flailing hands in central Italy, the educated English droll manner, the reserve, the swearing.

Just been reading about the loss of civility in society, the way people won’t lift a hand to help someone now, so much road rage. That’s upbringing without the Christian God, also bad parenting, fathers not in the home, no ethical bedrock, but also pig ignorance of our heritage … and if you let other savage heritages flood in and overrun you, what chance the west can survive?

I have this against Texas … how did Kemp get to build a deathcult city? Is it just out of Austin? He’s bad news, Paxton seems better. But we need eyes and ears on the ground there, reporting in, ditto from mid Russia and from Bavaria, for example. Does it make any sense for me to celebrate St George’s Day in an insular way, which I did, but at the same time, check what Vlad and Pete Hegseth are up to? Plus Melbournites at dawn ceremonies?

I don’t claim to know how to reconcile all this. I believe in Christian charity but towards cultures inimical to ours? No way. Thus we have tavern rules here … not many but some. …/END.