A Little Story

I have a little story.  Very few have heard it.  I hope you’ll take a minute or two to read it.  By the way, I guess I should tell you, it’s fiction.  As an author, my stories are almost all fiction.

It is an interesting fact that fiction stories can sometimes illustrate things even better than true stories.  Jesus frequently used stories we call parables.  He was expert at it.  Sorry.  I am not one bit as good at stories as He is.  I’m not even very good at writing.  I’m sure most have figured that out by now.

Nonetheless, I’m writing this story because I do believe it needs to be told.  It needs to be told over and over until all have heard it, or something similar.

It seems a number of decades ago; a man was stranded on a desert island, sort-of like “Robinson Caruso.”  Only my story isn’t as good.  I’m no Daniel Defoe.  On the other hand, it will not take as long to read.

I’m not going to explain how the man was stranded.  I don’t know.  It matters not anyway.

What really matters is what he did after he was stranded.  The first thing he managed to do was to chop down one many trees on the island.  It had some kind of fruit on it which provided him food.

Then, he chopped the tree into two halves.  With one half, he built a fire as it was it beginning to cool.

The other half of the log, he carved into an idol.  The night was long and he simply had so little to do in the dark.  He certainly didn’t want o go wondering off in the night where some dangerous animals might attack him.

So now, from the same tree, he had both warmth and a god.

He sat the god up and saw how nice it looked.  So he began praying to the large piece of wood.  He asked the wood to save him from his predicament.  He fell asleep while praying.

In the morning, the fire was just embers and the idol remained.  It said nothing.  It saw nothing and it did nothing.  As would stand to reason, it just sat there like… well, like a big piece of wood.

Some might say the man was stupid.  On the other hand, some would say my story is stupid.  There is simply no way a person can express how ludicrous it is to expect a piece of wood to do anything but sit there.  Well, if the tide came up high enough, it just might float away.  That might be the best end of this little story.

Those of you that are Bible readers might have figured out that I borrowed parts of the story, I mean besides the Caruso thing.  I would suggest that you read the passage in the Bible, Isaiah 44:9 to 20.  If you don’t want to; or if you don’t have the time, let me quote one chapter from it, verse 10:

Who but a fool would make his own god – an idol cannot help him one bit.

It seems so casual to the most obvious observer that a living gods cannot be made from wood, or gold, or silver, or bronze.  My question is, why do men keep trying?

I have heard a number of preachers say that we don’t see anything in the Bible about idols until after the flood.  Personally, I remember the mention of idols while Jacob is running from his deceptive father-in-law.

Of course, idols might have existed before the flood, but, for a few reasons I suspect not.

As an aside, I might mention, the first two commandments deal with idols.  The first says that we are not to have any other gods before God.  The second, that we should not make idols and that we are not to worship them.

If worshiping idols is so stupid, why is it that people do it?  Just what prompted God to include the first two commandments?  I mean, men are reasonably intelligent beings.  Why should any of us be so dumb that we think we can form things with our hands that can hear us and do things for us?  Why is it that people think that the sun, moon and stars can do one single thing for us?

They cannot hear or see.  They certainly have no empathy or sympathy for us…or any emotion.  In the case of our little story, if the stranded man must rely on the idol to be rescued, he’s going to have to wait a long time.  He would be better off using the thing as a floating device and try for another nearby island.

Yet we find that mankind has worshiped idols on every continent but Antarctica. (Maybe there too.  Maybe before the flood.)  And, oh yes.  Some have worshiped volcanoes, tides and the earth itself.  Indeed, the modern green earth movement is a form of earth worship—mother earth, really?

In order to really understand this desire for men to worship idols, we really need to go back to when Cain’s offering was not accepted by God and why it was rejected.  This gave me problems for a long time, until I really understood it.  Cain was not satisfied with the religion God set up.  He had requirements for the offering and Cain decided to ignore it.  You see, he wanted to start his own religion.

From that day until now and it will continue on, man has never settled for the way God set things up.  Throughout known history, men have been trying to set up their own religion, which, of course, did not include the one true God.

As I have said before, manmade religions have an advantage.  Man gets to set up all the rules.  Naturally, in the past, many of these rules were for the benefit of those making the rules, like multiple wives.  This can easily take me off on dozens of rabbit trails.  However, in this case, it is the concept I want to center on.  I mean all the rabbit trails are different and yet they’re all the same.

Unlike proper worshiping of God, men following manmade religions end in one thing, death, eternally and forever.  I believe the redundancy serves the purpose to drive the point home.

Now let’s change the story a little.  Let’s pretend he is stranded on the island for a year or so.  Someone comes along in a ship or yacht and finds him.  He’s saved, right?  Wrong.  He does something else that’s really dumb.

The island is surrounded with really hungry sharks and the man wants to swim the first ten miles.  That way he can brag that he helped with his salvation.

I don’t think the man will make it ten miles.  I don’t think he will make it one mile.  Besides, he will slow the vessel, which will have to wait for the would-be survivor.

Of course, no one would do something so stupid.  Yet, every day people do something far worse.  They try to help Jesus Christ with their salvation.  They like the idea of swimming the first 10 miles (or add their good works toward their salvation) and as such, they destroy all chances of their salvation.  It demonstrates a lack in faith that Jesus ability and desire to do it all.  Faith alone is the only thing that Jesus will accept.  Everything else is as filthy rags.  Do you really want to offer God filthy rags?  That’s dumb

My hint to one and all, don’t try to help Jesus.  He can do it without your help.  You can’t and He will not accept anything you have to offer.  God only accepts the blood sacrifice of Jesus’ blood for your salvation.  If you try to add to it, you will nullify it.  More than that, why should you even try?  It is far more ridiculous than our stranded man relying on that chunk of dead wood to save him.

$10 Dollar Gasoline???

In the 70s an unexpected problem arose. The price of gasoline went to over a dollar. Well yes, it was a problem that caused many problems, especially in a world of approximately 30 cent fuel.

Suddenly, people were playing over 3 times as much, when they could find it. But it caused an odd, unexpected problem for those selling it. I remember it first hand. I was there.

Some dealt with the problem by selling gasoline by the liter. Some simply painted a one in front of that portion indicating the price and the cost of the sale.

Of course, now, very few expect $10 gasoline. However, that would only require a little more than doubling. Back in the 1970s, it more than trippled. One day it was 30 cents. 6 or 7 months later, it was 1.10 and climbing.

That was when we could find stuff. With it going up so fast, I suspect some held onto it as an investment comodity. They could not resist holding onto a few thousand gallons knowing the price will go up 3 or 4 percent in a month. In itself, this would drive the prices up.

Those of us buying the gas, dealt with the problem in three basic ways. We drove less. We pumped our own gas and we stayed away from name brands. Before, I bought only Standard and Chevron gas. After, all I looked at was the price.

Then again, frequently, we settled for accessibility. Many stations were out of gas or claimed to be. Some stations had 2 hour lines. Then they’d sell out on the car 2 cars in front of me.

In the long term, we bought smaller cars with smaller less powerful engines. It meant putting up with rougher rides in cramped environments and much less trunk space.

So now, the price of gas flirts with 4 dollars a gallon, we lack these methods we used last time around. I already buy Mapco gas. I pump my own fuel and my little 100 hp motor has problems with steep grades and I can forget toeing even a small trailer. A boat or travel trailer is out of the question. I’m already considering one of those Flintstone cars powered by foot power.

I suspect most of us would prefer that gas stay down perhaps to the 2 dollar range. For that reason, if nothing else, I’d strongly suggest firing all those dems in Congress, House and Senate. Most of them like the thought of 10 dollar gas. They want us to buy the more expensive, smaller electric cars, which do little or nothing to decrease “green gasses.” Actually, they’d prefer we walk, ride bikes, buses or trains while they ride in chauffeured luxury cars or fly around in private jets.

So, unless you like bicycling &+ buying gas by the liter, you might want to vote Republican. You might want to encourage your friends to vote Republican. You might even want to encourage your advisories to vote Republicans.

Paying 10 dollars a gallon is more than crazy. It’s crazy nuts. Then again, $2.50 a liter might sound better, but it won’t help the budget one iota. Indeed, just as I saw in the 70s, the price of everything will go up to match the increase in the cost of energy.

Robo-umps Inevitable?

Maybe. Likely. My guess is that it will become common within the decade.

My logic is that it’s all about the dollar, or more accurately, the thousands of dollars.

You see, we’re not talking Little League. Even in the early days of baseball, one call did not make that much difference. Nowadays, one bad call call can lead to the loss of tens of thousands of dollars.

One can argue that it all averages out. However, sometimes it doesn’t work that way. Can you imagine if it is the last call of last pitch of the World Series? We’re talking millions of dollars based on one call being right or wrong.

I would expect that the methods will go through changes and adjustments. I read it will be a slightly larger strike zone. That likely would increase the strikes and decrease the hits. In turn, that would reduce scoring, which might not be desirable.

i don’t know. It’s not really a guess. I’m just saying that the fans might not like it. There is simply no way to totally be sure of the results until they try it out live, perhaps in the pre season.

I do wonder how it’s gonna effect Las Vegas. I mean I do wonder. I suspect they’re already considering it, though. It will likely change things but just how is anyone’s guess.

Bottom line, it’s only important to those who hurl the ball and those who try to hit it. I guess to them it means the world. To me, not so much.

Hearsay of Hearsay

During court trials, hearsay is not normally permitted. It is a witness account of what someone else said.

It is rarely acceptable as evidence unless it can be somehow substantiated.

Normally I don’t watch the kangaroo court called the Jan 6th hearings but it was on the TV at the doctor’s office while I waited.

I couldn’t help but notice all the hearsay being entered as evidence. Indeed almost everything the witness said was hearsay. Moreover, some of it was hearsay of hearsay. It was not substantiated, none of it.

And they want us to believe it?

Even more important, how do we know she has not been threatened or, possibly, rewarded? We don’t and without cross examination, we never will. No one asked her.

It is why none of the so-called hearing should be believed.

As an aside, why do all those representatives have to have such irritating voices and mannerisms. It was all I could manage to keep from going up and turning off the TV.

1 more thing. Why can’t these representatives investigate important things, like why are drugs killing our youth faster than we can count them. Why don’t they investigate why we are short on baby formula? Why can’t they investigate why our border is open? Maybe they could find out why there were some districts that had more votes than voters. Maybe it’s because they are afraid of what they’d find. They just might end up seeing the obvious.

Example of Impossible

Convicting a dem in Washington, D.C

Still, most everyone has now figured out the source of Russia, Russia, Russia. I mean, you have to put on a blindfold, cover your eyes with your hands and intentionally look away to miss this one.

Besides, a few other things are now on the record such as, the whole thing was a fraud authorized and likely thought of by Clinton, the one who claimed that no one is above the law. I guess she proved her own quote wrong.

Lacking Info

Recently The Daily Beast mentioned in an article that President Trump was twice impeached, implication obvious. They did not mention that he was also twice acquitted. It would have only taken a few words to be truly accurate. Then again, I doubt accuracy was the goal.

What the writer has done here is similar to saying that a man was charged with a horrible crime without mentioning that he was tried and found not guilty. It is an improper implication and is morally disgusting.

If you ask me the periodical is guilty of a lie of omission, which says more about them than President Trump. Maybe it is a good reason for us to follow the prompts to believe but half of what is printed.

As an aside, I should add that, in the case of the, “Russia, Russia, Russia, ” after years of investigating, Trump was proven innocent. It was proven to be all a frame. Bet you never printed that either.

Baseball Strike?

So what? Who cares? (Other than the little people, you know, like the concession workers and ground keepers. Then, there are the stores and restaurants around the stadiums)

The truth is that I could care less. What we have here are a bunch of under worked over paid, spoiled men who refuse to appreciate what they have or the nation that made what all they have possible.

In my book, it’s time for us, all of us to ignore them, the basketball players as well as those who think football is the most important thing on earth. They need an education on the true priorities in life. If we, the fans go on strike for a couple of months, it would go a long ways toward that education.

I don’t guess that will never happen. I would guess most fans over rate the importance of a left hander with a good fast ball or curve.

Regardless, don’t expect me to cry if the players fail in their efforts. Don’t expect me to empathize with so much as one of the owners either.

The most important thing is to keep the most important thing the most important thing.

News flash, Football is not the most important thing. Hopefully, it never will be.

So Much for Individuality

Obama Care insurers that Uncle Sam can veto any procedures we think we need. Now mandatory vaccinatins insure we must undergo anything Uncle says we need.

Then too, just in time, they found a new variant to make sure we must be confined to our homes, regardless of the disasters to our economy and, or our society.

It does look to me like a good weapon for the final destruction of what is left of our nation…if we allow them.

Whose Fault is It

Certainly, I place a great deal of the fault of the Afghan disaster on Biden. However, the poor man just isn’t all there. Much of the fault belongs to those who stand behind him and pull the strings.

Even so, they cannot completely claim the blame.

Had it not been for the media and the social media, Biden would have never been elected. When all is said and done, they were the ones who put him behind the desk in the oval office. Now, even they are starting to realize their error. Even they are beginning to admit that Biden being in The White House is a blunder.

Don’t expect them to own up to it. Don’t expect any apologies. Don’t expect one word admitting guilt. Before they do that, they will pile on Biden and claim it was all his fault.

Going Slow

Came up with an idea the other that would save untold lives. We need to never exceed 20 mph in a motor vehicle. In general, we have over 35 thousand deaths attributed to auto-accidents each year in this country. Driving at the top limit of 20 mph might not save all these lives, but it would save the vast majority of them.

Also, we need houses with one foot walls of steel reinforced concrete. It would be expensive, but think of all those who die yearly, in their own houses. This would vastly decrease the lost of lives due to fire, falling trees, tornadoes and hurricanes. By the way, we would want to make sure those houses are ten or fifteen feet above the ground to avoid deaths by flood.

All highways and public buildings should be built to withstand 12 on the Richter Scale. This would virtual save all lives from earthquakes.

Okay. I’m being flippant. Certainly you have figured that out. Yet, almost daily, we hear the phrase, safety first. In truth we really don’t mean that. If we did, our lives would be radically different. Every day, we make compromises. Because we don’t want to spend an hour or two going to work each day, we go at speeds of 55 to 65 mph. To be sure, it is an unnecessary chance. However, those of us with families would like to see them now and then so we travel at the higher speed.

The house idea would save lives. However, it would like cost 4 or 5 times more. Again we compromise. Most of us don’t sustain house damage so we have learned to take the risk. If buildings had to be built to withstand all earthquakes, we would certainly be better off but hardly anyone would be able to live in them.

Every day, we make life/death decisions. Sometimes people do die.

I had heart surgery. They did four bypasses on me. They put an IV in my arm and the next thing I knew I woke up with a horrible pain in my chest. I made a life/death decision. The doctor that worked on me knew what he was doing and he had a very good reputation. He obviously did it right, because that was about twelve years ago.

It took some time after they came up with the vaccine that I had the opportunity to get it. But I did get it. That too was a life and death decision. None of the vaccines are fully approved. We, as people with brains, made decisions knowing this. If it were safety first, very few of us would have the vaccinations. That does not give the government or anyone the right to chose for us. It is a life/death decision which we mush make for ourselves, just as I did when I decided for the bypass surgery.

Well, actually, there is a difference. The surgery was totally accepted. It was not experimental and I was still given the choice.

To be sure, maybe it is time for government and media to stop telling us what to do or not do. They can give me the pros and cons, but I still had to sign that paper before they could put me under. Should it be any different for an experimental shot.