Lyle's Blog

I’m not far from seventy years old. I’ve learned a few things, a few troubling things. But even some that say they know these same things just continue making plans for a future that doesn’t exist. My dad would say some things but as a young man I didn’t think much about it. He studied some things too. He knew what was happening down the line. And now his son does too. I want to be a watchman on the wall, let those I care about know what is at the door. But like the days of Noah, nobody cares. People care about a whole host of things. Some say they know, they care, but there building bigger barns. Even I am building a bigger barn. If no one else cares, why should I? Besides, every day I’m getting closer to dead. Scripture says it’s my responsibility to care and try to warn people of what lies ahead. So I do, a little. But as eternity approaches I feel more and more that I am alone; alone in my thoughts, alone in my knowledge, alone facing eternity. In the end I think you just realize you’re alone. We end up alone facing eternity.

Hillary Clinton is no doubt the crowning achievement of the Communist party effort to destroy America. Unfettered corruption always leads to destruction. We stand in a dunghill of debt hoping we can believe the wizard and just click our heels together and return to those beautiful days of yesteryear. The movies, computer games, music, television and politicians try to distract us to keep us from peering behind the curtain. Ah, but some of us have seen that the wizard has no clothes and therefore nothing to offer us; we are on our own. Prepare to the best of your ability to be on your own.

Among other disturbing videos, I watched an eighteen year old girl being auctioned off. There were ten or twelve animals bidding on her. The proceeds were to support the “cause”. The darling left ignore the plight of those that actually suffer from what the left supposedly hate. Of course progressives are cowards unless they’re crushing the head of a pre-born child and dividing the body for resale. When their victims are powerless, leftist enjoy slaughter. So do they stand up to Muslim men who sell girls into sex slavery. No! They moan about the persecution these fellows have to put up with from nasty old white men like me. Arab men, especially from Pakistan and Afghanistan, are not interested in diversity, inclusion, sexual “rights” or any of the rest of the garbage that rolls out of a cowards mouth. At times I think these college educated perverts envy what Muslim slime balls do. I’d wager money on it.

When Hillary asked “What does it matter anyway?” it pretty well sums up the way democrats think. Nothing matters except honing the art of divide and conquer. Divide the voters into two groups: perpetrators and victims. The victim class vote democrat and the “perpetrators” vote for republicans or independent. The bad people must pay for their sins against the “victims”. This goes well for years until the “bad bigots” run out of money (and therefore use) and the whole thing falls down. That is success in the minds of the left. The left aren’t happy until nothing is left. Venezuela here we come. They have sucked the life right out of us; dirty, rotten, democrats, wicked to the core. There, I said it. It is the democratic party in all its intended consequences and blissful ignorance that have done their best to destroy the only place on earth where men were free to think, speak, and pursue happiness. I repeat: dirty, rotten democrats.

Finally somebody is tired of drugs ruining their country. Drug dealers are not nice people. The world is a much better place without them. As usual the world leaders criticize him for his “brutal” approach. Trouble is, killing drug dealers and their political connections is quite effective. The drug cartels serve no good purpose except to butter the hands of politicians. And Rodrigo has no use for crooked politicians unlike the rest of the world. He’s a coarse man but that is exactly what’s needed when you deal with evil. The rest of the world leaders should slink back to the hole they came out of and go back to what they do best: nothing.