The Drift in Reality

They don’t understand because they refuse to understand. Don’t be like them. God is creating a new reality; He invites our participation. He calls to us with warmth and longing, if only we would shift to a heart-led consciousness so we can hear it. A part of that new reality is that we are already moving into the Networked Civilization.

A critical element in Trump’s election victory was how the mainstream media was totally blindsided by the Internet. Have you noticed how the old media still acts as if the Internet was some kind of extension of the print-based world they dominated? They have no clue: virtual space shares little with meat space. While most of the people who use the Network do it instinctively, it’s not so very hard to become conscious of it’s vastly different nature. The old media still assumes they can somehow build walls around media and create an artificial shortage of news as a product. They are the only trustworthy source, of course. News is whatever they choose to tell you is newsworthy — except that news of that sort is not the same as data on the Internet. Information is free and it was the free exchanged of ideas in conflict with the mainstream media that enabled this political revolution.

Whether or not a Trump administration carries through on the promises is another matter, but you can bet that folks will discuss it over the Network. Have you noticed that scolding and pontificating don’t transmit well on the Net? Clinton’s supporters cling to a world with perceptual gates and barriers, but those don’t work on the Net. Secrecy is foreign to the Network. Clinton’s email scandal made her an enemy of Netizens. I’m not sure how much Trump understands all of this, nor whether his supporters give it conscious consideration, but they used it to great effect. Meanwhile, a bunch of nerds who didn’t care about Trump did what nerds do in pulling secrets into the light, and Clinton was the one to get hurt; she doesn’t belong in the new reality. The old media trick of biased polling as a means of manipulating public perception doesn’t work any more when alternative sources exist in proliferation.

In the same way, so-called “content piracy” is simply the natural result of how the virtual world operates. If some bundle of data or code is out there and someone wants it, the controlled access will always fail. A business based on controlled access won’t prosper on the Net. So today, if you simply know where to look, you can find any version of Windows for free. Further, any scheme to make it require proper registration with key-codes can be bypassed. Today I can install a small utility that convinces Windows Vista, 7, 8 and 10 that they are already properly activated. And the same utility works with all versions of MS Office. Similar work-arounds can bypass security on Mac and other commercial operating systems. Albums and movies? I can get all I want. The Internet doesn’t care.

By the same token, I’m not very interested in those things. I can find stuff more suited to my needs without fighting the artificial barriers. I don’t hate Windows; I don’t trust Microsoft. When I need Windows I can run it in a virtual machine or use a translation layer that implements Windows APIs. The Open Source world is displacing what came before it. For a time they’ve been parallel, but the moral frame of reference from virtual space is bleeding over into the moral assumptions of the current generation. Whatever was the previous gold standard in people’s minds — largely the result of exposure to what folks used at work — is being displaced wholesale by Open Source. There is no objective standard as to which is better; the new generation views Open Source as morally superior.

So the new business model follows this trend, and a great many tech startups would never consider using stuff that is controlled by one vendor. And because of this influence seeping through the background of everything everywhere, the networking risk assessments and threat models change with it. It’s not a question of whether you like Windows or Mac, but that the rising cyber threat environment will make it increasingly risky to use them. The online predators get more money from folks who use commercial software because the users have no good options for improving security. With Open Source, the users at least have the option of taking control.

The term “Open Source” refers to a whole range of moral values touching everything we do in meat space. It’s not the users all want to learn the inner workings of their operating systems, but that no one can keep them from it if they do. The one-size-fits-all never did work, but it seemed to when there were no choices and it was all expensive. Now it’s all free and anyone can remake it as they wish. The profit angle is in expertise and services related to the information system. It’s all about building trust, not simply demanding it.

This is how we do religion here at Kiln of the Soul parish. We strive to open up the source code to human nature and reality itself. We show you how we arrive out our religion so you can wisely choose. Nobody has to justify why they want what they want. It’s Open Source religion. And in just about every other way, our society is shifting to Open Source in every way. The things we produce are requiring less and less infrastructure investment. Like 3D printing, this approach to life democratizes whole swathes of human existence that were previously closed and controlled.

I’m not trying to sell the moral superiority of Open Source software; I’m describing where things are headed. This is what God is doing for His own inscrutable purpose. The Open Source mindset is native to the new reality in which we live. Whatever tools work best for you, be aware of where this world is going so that you are prepared to exploit the context for Our Father’s glory.

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Cycling: Long Draper Loop

01minorpointI wanted to just get away, to take a long quiet ride in the country. Draper Lake sounded like just the thing. Of course, I know that nature will always seize my eyes with some vision of beauty, so I carried my wife’s pocket camera just in case. How sad, because you won’t get to see half of what grabbed my attention out there, since her camera doesn’t do landscape that well. I’m spoiled by the big camera.

02crossthebayThe water is still very nice and clear, so the it looks blue instead of orange with sediment. I was poking around a point of land that called my name as I rode past. Once I finished there, I was seized by the appearance of bright orange balls hanging on a tree just off the road.06persimmons Lo and behold, it was persimmons! Now, you have to understand that they usually become edible sometime after the first frost. That’s what causes them to stop growing and start to sweeten. However, we haven’t had a frost, so they simply aged on their own internal schedule after growing full size. I couldn’t resist, and plucked one. I was stunned by how mature and sweet it was, with not a hint of bitterness. Also, notice that this was shot with my iPhone, and turned out really well.

03newroadFarther around I came back to where the road construction started on the NE segment of the lake drive. At the east end, all that’s left is landscaping and painting the stripes. I followed it all the way around to where the construction tapers off showing each stage of how it was done.04roadstages Just off in the far background and around to the left (past the branch visible on the left) it rejoins the old roadbed, a short stretch running back out to the new entrance drive. This stretch is now being ripped up for re-landscaping. As I approached where the digger stood, I asked a workman if there was any reason I couldn’t attempt to pass through there. He told me to just stay out of the way of the digger. That was easy; there was an old equestrian path along the left side that was just about passable if I walked my bike (not visible in the image here, below right).

05removingoldroadAs I drew closer to the digger, he spotted me and then began moving the thing around. He quickly picked up a bucket load and dumped it off to the right, and then swung back around and pushed open a path alongside the edge of the roadbed. Then he yelled at me to come through. How nice! It was quite a struggle to come down a small bluff off the path, but I didn’t want to be ungracious, so I came down and passed through, mounted and rode along onto the still extant old road to the gate area.

Upon returning home, it clocked at about 36 miles and I was beat. Please note that I’m nearing 70% on the picture storage capacity for this free WordPress account, so I’ll be making the pictures smaller and posting fewer of them until I can afford a “pro” account (currently $100 USD per year).

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Initial Reaction

Had Hillary Clinton won last night, we would be facing an apocalypse. It would have been a nightmare world of all out war against Russia, including even weapons of mass destruction. Worse, it would have meant outright persecution of people who walk by any kind of religious faith except her demonic globalist cult. She was quite thrilled with the idea of using government power to destroy anyone who thinks differently and holds different values.

Instead, we are facing only the economic challenges she would have ignored. We still should expect harassment from Zionists, but we know how to handle that. We still should expect the neocons to attempt in every possible way to take over Trump’s administration. Has anyone else noticed that his veep is part neocon? Fortunately, it appears Pence is not truly devoted to that cause, just somewhat sympathetic. Other choices Trump has announced for his cabinet bear some foreboding, though.

I tend to agree with this analysis:

This puts it succinctly: the inhabitants of the “special world” of the political class — self-satisfied pundits, self-serving politicians, avaricious hedge fund managers, arrogant academics, less-than-thoughtful thinktankers, politically correct scolds, neoconservative warmongers — couldn’t imagine a world in which Donald Trump could win the White House. They laughed at him when he announced, they sneered at him even as he was winning the primaries, and they unleashed more venom than an army of rattlesnakes when he won the Republican nomination, even as they claimed he was headed for a Goldwater-like defeat. The American ruling class lives in a world entirely separate from that of their subjects: even as the peasants with pitchforks gathered in the shadow of the castle, they never saw the Trumpian revolution coming.

In short, they have no idea why he won because they live on a different planet than the rest of us. And yet the reason for his victory is very simple, and it’s no secret. He stated it clearly and succinctly in a remarkable television ad in the final days of the campaign. [Video follows.]

Trump understands that, as I put it in my last column, “The main issue in the world today is globalism versus national sovereignty, and it is playing out in the politics of countries on every continent.” A transnational ruling elite, the types who flock to Davos every year, has arisen that believes it has the right to manipulate the peoples of the world like pawns on a chessboard. These lords of creation engage in “regime change” when a government they don’t like challenges their imperial prerogatives: they move entire populations around as if they were human dust — they manipulate currencies, “manage” the world economy — and woe to those who challenge their rule!

We have some hope that the one wisest thing anyone could do for America to keep it alive is to retract the imperialist tentacles and invest more of our productivity at home. Yes, what globalists and imperialists call “isolationism” means we stop picking specs out of the eyes of others and pay more attention to the log in our own eye. We shall be very fortunate, indeed, if this one thing happens; it would be very good for the whole world.

So now I sense that the right-wing backlash will spend most of its energy crushing the social justice warriors (SJWs) as a primary feature of globalism. As I explained to someone else, this reflects the feminist impulse from the Cult of Oester. It’s not a sin for women to wish their children well, to worry about petty conflict and rivalries, and to care much so much about feathering the nest. It’s a sin when the feminist impulse defines all of that as the soul of moral goodness to the exclusion of things men do by their nature. It’s the moral necessity of balance and negotiation. By the same token, it’s not a nice world where men ignore their women. Would you like Saudi Wahabist Islam? We preach that husband and wife are one team, not competitors and not interchangeable in roles.

What I see in this election result is not “happily ever after” in terms of politics, but a vindication of the path on which I now walk. This means that my discernment of fundamental moral truth is progressing; it means I am able to anticipate some of what God will do. It also means that I’m doing a better job of subjecting my intellect to my heart and that the heart can lead us to all truth. Trump is no part messiah; he’s more like a Napolean. He’s a genius at the one thing he understands: making deals and selling the product. That’s about as good as we can realistically expect from human politics right now.

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Cycling: The Paseo

01paseo-aAs always, click on any image to see it full-sized. CTRL-click will open the image in a separate browser tab.

02paseo-bLow flying clouds today and the temperature began dropping about the time I got back home. I needed an election distraction and about the only half-way interesting thing I haven’t already shot pictures of was our Paseo Arts District. Folks, it ain’t much. And it was dead quiet today on top of that. But the buildings are kinda pretty with bold colors.

03paseo-cPaseo Drive is one of those curvy streets in an area one mile north of downtown that drew an artsy crowd some decades back. When I was driving the cab on night shift, this was also dense population of partying young men who wanted a ride to and from the gay clubs a couple of miles away.04paseo-d At some point it was officially recognized as an artsy place because it started making money. So they cleaned up the buildings and painted them nice and now you can find expensive trendy restaurants, clubs with live bands catering to oddball musical tastes and very high-priced art galleries (by Okie standards).

05plazacourtSo after ghosting around that area a bit, I headed back south through some pretty snazzy neighborhoods with names like Mesta Park and the billion-dollar Heritage Hills. Travel a mile in any direction and you can find some of the most decrepit poverty areas, but the cancer of urban renewal is pushing them farther and farther away.06kaisers

The yuppies who make it big can buy real houses here. Yet, as a child I lived in two different houses just a little south of this area; one was actually a plain old house downtown. Both places are long gone, replaced with businesses. I got this picture of the old Plaza Court (above right), a triangular building now under preservation. Across the street is the old Kaiser’s Ice Cream store, now a bison burger restaurant called Grateful Bean (was once a vegetarian place, but didn’t make enough that way). Lurking behind it is one of the newer extensions of Saint Anthony’s Hospital. The original hospital is two blocks away, but they got enough financial support to start borging other medical properties and built more mini-hospitals all over the Metro.

07tinyhouseThe Plaza Court and Kaiser’s building stand on a traffic circle. To the east is Brown’s Bakery, in a building which used to be a grocery store with an attached TG&Y (dime store) in my childhood days. Down farther east on the end of that block is this little covered front where some guys are working on one of those tiny houses. The sales office now occupies what used to be a tire store, allegedly the place where Timothy McVeigh stopped to ask for directions before bombing the Murrah Building.

I’m not an urban kind of guy, but all of this downtown was once my playground some 55 years ago. It’s just personal nostalgia.

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Faithful at All Times

How to handle a rainy day? Stay busy and do stuff you’ve put off.

I can only do just so much indoor exercise before the arthritis calls a halt. Today was supposed to bring heavy rain. It never quite made it here. Every time the storm clouds approached the OKC Metro, they broke apart and reformed on the other side. It’s done that the last three times storms crossed the state. Still, I was hoping and I didn’t plan any long rides. Instead, I took care of a few other things.

Someone had parked a box-springs next to the dumpster. That won’t work; the dump drivers don’t get out of their trucks and I can’t see having big items sitting around the dumpster like that. So I took my heavy-toothed limb saw and cut through the wood frame across from side to side. Then I took my bolt-cutters and snipped the wire frame holding the springs in place. Lastly, I sliced through the padding and fabric batting with my knife. It was easy to drop the two smaller halves into the dumpster before the truck came. Maintenance might not have gotten to it for months; they already have too much on their hands.

I have been trying to fit my bike better for street riding. I added mirrors last week and had a chance to ride and test the view, tweaking repeatedly until it was comfortable. I also ordered a fixed taillight for the rack, but they weren’t exactly compatible. I scrounged around and tested a few ideas until I found a discarded license place. Perfect. Using tin-snips, I cut off a piece and trimmed it to match the shape of both somewhat. Then it was a matter of bending it so it bridged out in the center allowing me to access the button on the back to turn it on. I actually had to buy the proper screws and such to mount it, but I stuck a piece of closed-cell foam between the two to reduce shocks. The final touch was a rubber band wrapped around it to keep it from jiggling too much. It’s large enough to actually be visible from quite a distance behind me.

I have a quick mounting headlight and taillight set, but there’s no good place to mount the little taillight. It’s designed to cling around the seatpost and I keep my cable and lock under the seat. The headlight I can mount when I need it; there’s not much to it because it’s not so much about seeing as being seen. Since I typically wear a reflective safety vest when riding, I’m pretty sure this all adds up to sufficient visibility and far more than required by law.

I’m not sure I can explain why I believe I’ll be using the bike like a car. I suppose it’s part of my sense of mission calling that I’ll be working again soon. It’s all too vague and shapeless to describe. Maybe something will happen with all this cyber warfare crap and I’ll start getting calls to service lots of computers; who knows?

God knows. I’m just wading through the shadows in faith, obeying my convictions. But the best way to handle down time is fixing things that need fixing. Yesterday I mounted a small, thin plank on the bathroom wall with anchors in the sheetrock. To this I mounted an extra towel bar and a couple of hooks. If we ever move again, I can take it all down in minutes and patch the holes, leaving far less work than I’ve seen the repair and make-ready crews doing in the past around here. It’s a part of our testimony to God’s moral character that we make life as easy for others as we can.

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God Wins

The tension is so thick you could cut it with a saw. That is, if you pay too much attention to the various commentators on the Net.

So Comey warned Congress that Weiner’s email collection might force the investigation back open. Then today he says, “Nah. Never mind.” Meanwhile, some have suggested that the NYPD, who seized Weiner’s laptop in the first place, would leak the evidence if the FBI doesn’t act on it. So maybe they will. And then Anonymous has said they have some ugly evidence, too, but they’ve lied before. So did Assange via Wikileaks, saying they had the silver bullet to end Clinton’s campaign, but never revealed it.

Don’t trust them. Don’t trust the polls showing Clinton in or near the lead, either. Everyone has something to gain by grabbing your attention, even if only for a few minutes. Yes, we still have this evening and tomorrow before the election, but I’m not counting on anything but more wild claims with no substance. Were revelations of that sort capable of changing very many minds, it should have already happened.

Fact: There is already enough stuff leaked to reasonably indict Clinton, but it ain’t happening. That’s because reason and law have nothing to do with it.

What happens in the final analysis is in the hands of God. Never forget the image of God herding cattle, because no part of any current political system is just before Him. There is no covenant nation governed by His Laws, so no one can claim His direct mercy and blessings on what their government does. When God places His favor on a nation, they can stop nukes with a choir. When God does not favor a nation, nothing they do can prevent His wrath.

Sometimes He allows us to peer through the mists and gloom and catch glimpses of what He’s doing. Most of the time we see nothing, so we just have to wait on Him and be ready to execute His calling on our lives. Don’t rely on what your senses and reason tell you; trust in your heart.

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Psalm 119: Zayin 49-56

This is the Rock of My Identity, says the psalmist. Without the living revelation of God in our hearts, we don’t know who we are, or whose we are. So he cries out immediately that the Lord not allow him to forget that revelation, because that’s how he handles things. When facing trials and sorrows, this is the anchor of our existence. Without it, we don’t live; we only exist.

People who wallow in self-pride will waste no time in scoffing at our faith, but they cannot push us off something they cannot comprehend. The ancient record of God’s judgment reveals His character and it breathes a sigh of relief in our souls.

When you walk by the convictions of your heart, you are shocked at how easily people abandon such a powerful focus of life. Who can bear to leave behind the sweet taste of moral truth and the enlightenment of the heart-mind? It’s like a grand symphony throbbing in our souls, a chorus of joy following us wherever we may wander on this earth.

The Lord’s fame and reputation is burned into the core of our being. It’s like a blazing fire in the coldest dark night of trial. How can you not huddle up close to it? We dare not let mere human sorrows attempt to smother the flames.

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Photography: Fire and River

fire01Not much going on with photography right now, but there was a fire overnight on the route I chose for today’s ride. It was SLS Tires on the SE corner of NE 23rd and Midwest Boulevard. While it has changed hands a few times, I know that it has been a tire shop for at least 50 years.fire02 The Midwest City Fire Department called on Tinker AFB to bring out a foam truck because burning tires packed tightly into a small building are not easily extinguished. The foam went all over the place, of course. I took these shots from across NE 23rd, standing on the lawn in front of a bank.

riverviewOf course, my ostensible goal was to revisit the river bank out on the dead end of Wilshire Avenue off Midwest Boulevard. It’s a quiet ride down the gravel road to a place on the backside of a turf farm. In the past, I’ve had to pick my way over dumped piles of rubble and soil. However, of late someone has pushed those piles over the edge of the bank (which may be illegal) and dumped a lot of heavy junk: a 15-passenger van that had rolled, several pieces of broken tractor attachments, and some storm debris, but no household garbage.

Again, my shoes were loaded with red clay. But since the turf farm mows up to the edge of the gravel road, I walked my bike a few hundred yards scuffing my shoes in the wet Bermuda grass. They lost a couple of pounds each as I left a trail of red clay smears. It was overcast and had been misting before I mounted up for the ride.

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Photography: Just a Hill

westelmcreekvalley01It rained last night. It wasn’t heavy rain everywhere, but enough to make today’s destination a little muddy. I rode out to the north end of Draper Lake. Just off the intersection where the bike trail runs into Draper Lake Drive, to the SE there is a huge open prairie visible on satellite mapping services. In actual fact, it’s pretty rough, gouged up area with hip-high grass and a some shrubbery not easily distinguished via satellite view. westelmcreekvalley02It was also very muddy underneath the tall grass. I had to give my bike a bath when I got home, and cleaned off my shoes.

westelmcreekvalley03But it wasn’t a wasted trip. I spent a little time on my favorite grassy hilltop in the space between where West Draper Lake Drive diverges from Midwest Boulevard, leaving the latter to run straight south with a gravel surface. It’s not much of a climb, but it’s fairly broad and always very quiet. From this hilltop I can look across the upper West Elm Creek Valley where the far banks climb steeply. So I caught three images on a high magnification and rested the camera on my bike seat. The sky was still just a tad overcast. It was a beautiful peaceful moment. As usual, click on the images to see them full size.

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Stand Back

Some of you understand that I’m not a partisan in US politics, but that I watch it closely because I’m curious. Frankly I’ve been pretty quiet about it, but I’ve been getting questions from a lot of family and friends; people seem to want my opinion on this political stuff. With that many questions, I suppose I need to post a little more about it. I’ve been tracking this from several angles, but I don’t know everything. I also don’t trust any one source. Beyond mere reading and cataloging and analyzing the reports, I’ve been trying to measure all things against the moral character of God revealed to me in my heart.

Let’s start with a review of some of what I have said so far. This election represents a major breaking point in the US political system. While there hasn’t been that much literal bloodshed, the three major groups (globalists, imperialists, and nationalists) have each moved to seize full control and squeeze their opponents out. It’s rather like a coup and counter-coup going on at the same time. I’m not kidding; this is the end of whatever America has been up to now.

The imperialists have been forced to a sideline, still powerful, but unable/unwilling to seize the spotlight. They are not unified. While we cannot easily characterize the full range of who they are, it represents the neocons, the defense industries, some large segments of academia, and to some degree the Zionists. The nationalists and globalists are in open warfare; it hasn’t been this level of naked hostility before now. Both sides consider the stakes too high because both sides have determined now is the time to shut the other side down once and for all. They are ready to shed blood, though I don’t think much of that has happened yet.

At this particular moment, it seems that the globalists have been crushed. In particular, Hillary Clinton’s campaign has been fatally wounded. Over this past weekend, the NYPD revealed they seized a laptop from former Congressman Anthony Weiner (reports indicate they’ve had it since early October). He is married to Huma Adedin, the single closest confident of Hillary Clinton. They are separated because Weiner has a habit of sexting and sending naughty selfies to other women and some underage girls. He was doing that again recently and the NYPD was investigating, sometimes getting support from the FBI. They seized his laptop with a warrant regarding his peccadilloes. They didn’t expect to find on this laptop a massive collection of emails (approximately 650,000) connected to his wife’s work for Hillary Clinton. Though the warrant didn’t cover that kind of thing, they knew the FBI had been looking into Hillary Clinton’s email stuff from when she served as Secretary of State. You can bet they all looked at some of those emails.

You have to understand how that warrant business works. If a police agency needs a warrant to see something, they can usually get it. If they see something anyway, they still may need a warrant for permission to use that evidence. You can bet they saw plenty and wanted legal authority to use it, not against Weiner, but as evidence in some other on-going investigation elsewhere. This has happened many times before. Right now, no one has revealed very much about the contents of those emails.

Keep in mind that the NYPD is somewhat in the nationalist camp. They have their own dirty political ties; they are one of the largest and most politically powerful police agencies in the US, despite being ostensibly a mere municipal police department. Lots of very powerful political figures on local and national levels fall under their jurisdiction, so their budget and their reach has taken them around the world, sometimes in direct competition with federal agencies. They are a force to be reckoned with. Their leadership has recently threatened to go public with the entire collection of emails if the FBI doesn’t do something with them.

The reluctance in the FBI is hard to explain, but you can bet most of it is at the top. FBI Director Comey is a political appointee under President Obama, and some of those directly under him are more or less in the same boat. Obama and Clinton operate under a partisan truce; they aren’t friends. Obama’s position is complicated; he came to the office of POTUS an empty suit obeying his handlers, handlers who are not united and frankly conflicting at times. Here at the end of his administration he does have some power of his own, but it’s limited. This business with the Clinton emails discovered on Weiner’s laptop threatens him, his handlers and lot of their allies on Congress.

Previously, the FBI was willing to protect everyone else if they could just shut down the Clintons. They tried to leak carefully selected information, but it didn’t work. She is maniacal about seizing power and won’t allow a compromise. She has burned bridges. So she has raised the price and now the FBI is willing to pay; they aren’t going to protect anyone else any more. Besides, the NYPD will make them look stupid if they do. On top of this, it appears just about the entire range of some 15 spying agencies in the US are on board with this move. In that sense, Clinton represents a coup, and the nationalists together represent a counter-coup. So far, the primary weapons have been leaked information broadcast across the Internet, an update on the ancient “pen is mightier than the sword.” But the swords have not been put away for long.

The shrieking globalists and Hillary’s partisans will not go down quietly, but it’s virtually impossible for them to hang on at this point. I cannot imagine how they can win now, but they will most certainly be sore losers. Both major parties in the presidential election have already lawyered up to challenge the election results, and those lawyers can do other work as necessary. On top of that, both sides have an army of activists who would react violently if they lose, though the flavor of violence would be different between them. The US is a house divided, and we are past the point of peaceful change.

I do not rejoice; this is going to hurt all of us. Also, be aware that I may see the need to edit this post if today’s events move swiftly.

Aside: In response to an offline question — Yes, we need to think about what it will take to exploit all of this for the Father’s glory. I have traded guns for computers in the past. I have long believed that in our world today, having a gun is okay, but having access to the Internet takes priority over that. What you do with your computer is another question, but our near-term future survival as humans hangs more strongly on Net access than on having a firearm for self/home defense. In my case, it’s a matter of mission and calling taking priority over some personal wants. As an ex-military cop, you can bet I appreciate good weapons, but they aren’t a priority; I put my money where my mouth is.

Addenda: For those of you interested in a more technical explanation of how those emails could all be stored on Weiner’s laptop, Karl Denninger covers it nicely. He talks about how a Windows-based Exchange mail server would work, and that when Hillary’s server was shut down, the laptop never got a signal to erase all those emails.

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