Welcome to the Circus

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“Ladies and gentlemen…!”

Step right up! Three rings of distractions, meaningless side shows, and overpriced concessions – all dissolving like cotton candy before your very eyes.

Welcome to the circus! All the old-time grand masters are gone. Rainbow freaks now run the show: Bearded Ladies, Angry Clowns of Color, and America Sucks Statue Topplers.

Replaced by all-new sideshow oddities:

MAGA Republicans
Blue Collar’d White Men, and of course…
Stay at Home Moms

Kids are admitted free!  (*…without an accompanying adult, duh)

Well, not free free – their parents pay, sorta. In exchange for an unlimited season pass, a circus fee must be paid by their parents, by all parents, including those who are not parents. And pay they must.

Ready for some Fun n’Games? Find your admittance pea squirreled away under a set of half-shells:

Federal Nuts
State Nuts
Property Nuts
Sales Nuts
Poor Nuts (State-run Lotteries)

No luck, huh. Wanna try for double-or-nothing? Guess where it all went. Sorry, if you thought you actually had a chance. Carnival barkers invented the: “Now you see it, now you don’t.”

Losers get to beg door-to-door with guilt-induced over-priced chocolate bars to cover basic supplies.

Hang onto your wallet.

For your convenience, there are tents up everywhere! But your kids must go to the neighborhood show. And go they must.

“Choice” would, at least, allow some to escape the fairgrounds and attend some other show, but nothing’d be different. Every circus is run by the same Bᴀʀɴᴜᴍ & Bᴀɪʟᴇʏ Dᴇᴘᴀʀᴛᴍᴇɴᴛ ᴏꜰ with all the same animals, acts, and clowns.

“Different” would be getting their free-entry fee back, but… good luck with that. The circus has a refund policy:

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You’d think choice would also include to go or not to go, but…

The circus has your money
The circus has your kids

So, your choice is their’s. The only choice left is: Do you wanna stick your head in the lion’s mouth, or not?

Parents who don’t want their kids to grow up to be clowns can always run off to somewhere else – someplace serious, perhaps even religious, or just less funny. But they’d hafta cough-up the cost of admission themselves, in effect paying twice: Unrebated vanishing into thin air circus penalties along with pay-for-play tuition fees.

Meanwhile… the rest of us still get our pockets pick’d for children we don’t have to attend a circus nobody wants.

Vouchers? The Gʀᴇᴀᴛᴇsᴛ Sʜᴏᴡ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ Pᴏᴛᴏᴍᴀᴄ has already ruled that circus vouchers do not violate the 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭’𝐬 clown-clause:

Separation of church and all else

But vouchers are just smoke and mirrors. The Ringmaster pockets money with one hand then with the other waves hopefuls through hoops to get a coupon good for another show. Rather than escape the circus, suckers become part of it.

…and vote democrat.

Which is why the carnival is a one-trick party town: If some dull gray morning the tent flaps opened to a chorus of crickets, every tenured pensioned acrobat and artist would still dance an’ prance under color’d lights in sequined tights and floppy shoes. Then curtsey to their own applause.

So, as the sun fades on an uninspiring day… nothing but memories remain, nothing of value gained, and nothing to show for it all but a cheap souvenir to hang on the wall.

“Hope you enjoyed the show!”

…there’s one born every minute.


The Way Outs
Kids need less classtime and more playtime, time with dad, and the Flintstones.

Get a Clue
The suspects may change, but the solution is always the same. Scooby-Doo 101: To solve the mystery, solve the crime.

The Way Outs

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Field trip bound, their bus broke down (or maybe they just forgot to plug it in.) So now their kids are trippin’ in another field.

Mine.

Out past the You are Now Leaving sign, beyond wifi connectivity and thirty minute pizza delivery, to a place GPS claims doesn’t exist.

…snapping selfies, climbing all over the broken down Farmall and rusted-out ‘62 Split-window Combi (like they’d know what to do with either).

They pretend to be in-tune, lip-syncin’ songs of peace an’ love but quietly snicker at our muddied and scuff’d boots and dirty overalls… like we’re something from outer space.

 

Welcome to what’s left of old school.

A faded Forty-Eight flies high out beside the barn, guarding the entryway is an at-the-ready thirty-aught-six, and over the fireplace hand-carved in the mantle… Joshua Twenty-four Fifteen in 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐉𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬.

Sure… there’s a lot we don’t know and even more we’ll just never get right, but at least we know what pronouns we are.

And for whatever we don’t care to know, maybe we’re just blessed.

“For we walk by faith, not by GPS.”  2 Corinthians 5:7 -ish

Today, kids spend more days in school, more hours in class, more free-time on homework, and know even less. Of course, education, the enemy of common sense, needs quite a bit of time to fill minds with stuff that just ain’t so. Like…

America is racist
Capitalism is theft, and of course…
White men are evil

…leaving little time for truth.

Well… not 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐓𝐇 truth. Education’s truth is a mile wide and an inch deep. Like a binder inked in doodles, everyone has there own and is allowed to express their own however their imagination flows. Unless, of course, they actually believe in the 𝐀𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐬𝐭 of Truth… the 𝐈 𝐀𝐌 of Truth, then like… no truth for you.

And education’s god of truth is a woman… well, kinda. She’s a palm-sized AI chatbot,  and her First Commandment is:

Don’t drop your truth in the neighboring moo’s poo

Truth be told, everything your kid needs to know can be known in half a day maybe twice a week with…

No homework

What is homework anyway? but a claim that your child belongs to the state.

Children enjoy learning.

Learning is a sweet and natural thing (or oughta be) and ought not be coerced. Mandatory anything is indoctrination. But educators have bastardized learning. They preach individuality but demand conformity. Like Christmas Eve on aunt Molly’s farm, children are dressed in matching outfits then in a songless chorus of bells and bullhorns herded from one cowpen to another.

Learning thrives in the wellspring of freedom, including (and especially) the freedom to go or not go. That is the question, Shakespeare, or maybe this is:

You can lead a fool to school but can you make him think?

Probably not.

But it gets worse: To make unfree education free, socialists force all children to go and everyone else to pay, making free education most unfree. No wonder kids are bad at math.

…and history. Socialism has been tried and failed everywhere everytime: Cuba, Venezuela, Plymouth Rock…

To secure funding for their voyage to a mask-free New World, the Pilgrims were forced to live by education’s favorite form of funding: Collectivism (informally known as: 𝚻𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧) and peddling overpriced guilt-induced chocolate door-to-door. And yet, in a land flowing with milk and honey, the settlement nearly starved to death.

Until the entire democrat concept was scrapped by Brother Bradford forcing his commie-hugging colonists to cough-up their own lunch money.

…another reason for Gov-Ed to despise Thanksgiving.

Every election season, reforms fill the political air and take on cartoonish shapes. But the answer is neither Red nor Blue, because all solutions sketched by the nation’s nannies are drawn in the same humorless ink – green.

Federal green ink
State green ink
Property green ink
Poor green ink (State-run lotteries)
Box Tops for Education along with…
Tin-cup street corner waifs begging for spare pocket change

All of which adds up to  “…where have all the flowers gone?”

But money doesn’t solve problems. Money doesn’t even solve money problems. So why palm the Queen if it doesn’t fill a low straight?

Yeah… Maggie was right: The problem with education is that eventually you run out of socialists (…or something like that).

Merriam-Webster: in-cor-ri-gi-ble |adjective| in-ˈkór-ə-jə-bəl: incapable of being reformed

If socialism is the equality of misery, what then is the equality of stupidity?

Education.

…which cannot be reformed because education like socialism has no customers. And no, parents are not customers. What they are is in the way.

Remove not the ancient landmarks, which thy fathers have set, unless they just piss thee off.  Proverbs 22:28 NSV (New Snowflake Version)

Education has this appetite for confiscatory funding, a hallucinogenic view of self-importance, and lust for blind worship. So, why is anyone surprised when students graduate into the narcissistic tyrants they were taught to be?

Like Pringles from a can, they tumble from their cookie-cutter classrooms with pitchforks in their fists and paint cans in their hands to tear down everything that came before them – everything that is not them. (Is there anything more pathetic than selfie-snapping bed-wetters dancing on a lifeless pile of steel and rubble like it cared?)

Though not all the monuments were of Robert E. Lee:

• For every action there is an unequal and obscene police reaction
• Two plus two equals White Supremacy
• LGBT (…E-I-E-I-O ♬) created He them. Genesis 1:27 NKJ (not the King James)

…‘til finally, untethered from morality, reality, and mommy’s apron-strings, the whiny pee-pee’rs graduate to some acronym’d bureaucracy in Fantasy-land on the Potomac.

So, say good-bye to your:

Light bulbs
Gas stoves and
Barn-find ‘69 GTO

Yup… textbook. Just the way Marx drew it up. (…that would be Karl not Groucho.)

Later that day…

With a whiff of ether, a lanky but intrepid Barney and Fred double-clutched our sputtering stepside’s three-on-a-tree out into the gravel lane to jump-start their yellow International back from whence it came. They learned something today… something they won’t soon forget.

No quiz
No grade
No duh

Too bad tomorrow they have to go back to school.

Yeah… education may be all about the getting of knowledge and whatnot, but there remains one getting they still ain’t got.

Wisdom is the principal thing; therefore get wisdom: and with all thy getting get understanding. Proverbs 4:7

Kids need less classtime and more playtime, time with dad, and the Flintstones.

Actually everything worth getting is gotten way beyond the classroom, through hard knocks, broken hearts, and skinned knees. Especially life’s most essential ingredients: Character and faith.

School is not just out. It’s way out.

A one and a two…


Wasted Days and Wasted Nights
The goal of education is to obtain a diploma, not an education. The diploma is needed to pay for the education. The education is not.

Get a Clue
The suspects may change, but the solution is always the same. Scooby-Doo 101: To solve the mystery, solve the crime.

Wasted Days and Wasted Nights

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And nothing to show for it except a “…now I are one” wall decoration.

Of course, the goal of education is to obtain a diploma, not an education. The diploma is needed to pay for the education. The education is not.

Sadly, most institutions of higher learning have become more indoctrination than anything else, leaving survivors completely unprepared for the real world.

Anything they’ve learned will just have to be unlearned.

The privileged lie, cheat, and scheme to buy a seat in ancient institutions with stone-carved names. But that isn’t the scam. That these schools spin large pots of tuition gold into worthless straw-hued cardstock – that’s the scam.

Commencing with conforming uniforms and ideas, the dunce caps celebrate.

The morning after, shirtless skateboarders and whiny snowflakes are rudely awakened from their land of make-believe with no marketable skills and degrees in:

Pillage and Plunder
America Sucks and of course…
White Men are Evil

And that gold framed participation trophy that was supposed to provide an edge over everybody else? Well, with universal access, forgivable loans, and (coming soon) free-ride admission… everybody else has one, too.

Rather than mortgaging their future, many would be better served dropping out to learn a trade and pave their own way.

Or just get a job.

“In all labor there is profit.”  Proverbs 14:23

And a bad day at the beach still beats any day on your seat.

If a diploma were ever honestly desired… print one. It’d be just as valuable and not nearly as dishonest.

So, fling that wall-hung thing in the garbage bin and hum some Freddy Fender, ‘cause nobody’s impressed. Nobody worth knowing.


The Way Outs
Kids need less classtime and more playtime, time with dad, and the Flintstones.

Get a Clue
The suspects characters may change, but the solution is always the same. Scooby-Doo 101: To solve the mystery, solve the crime.

Among Thieves

Genesis 22:7 And Isaac spake unto Abraham his father, and said, My father: Behold the fire and the wood: but where is the lamb? 8 And Abraham said, My son, God will provide himself a lamb.

Isaiah 53:3 He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief. 4 Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted. 5 He was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.

John 1:22 Who art thou? 23 I am the voice of one crying in the wilderness, Make straight the way of the Lord. 29 The next day John seeth Jesus coming unto him, and saith, Behold the Lamb of God, which taketh away the sin of the world.

John 10:9 I am the door: by me if any man enter in, he shall be saved, and shall go in and out, and find pasture. John 10:1 He that entereth not by the door into the sheepfold, but climbeth up some other way, the same is a thief and a robber. John 10:10 The thief cometh not, but for to steal, and to kill, and to destroy: I am come that they might have life, and that they might have it more abundantly. 11 I am the good shepherd: the good shepherd giveth his life for the sheep.

Isaiah 53:6 All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way; and the LORD hath laid on him the iniquity of us all.

Luke 24:7 The Son of man must be delivered into the hands of sinful men, and be crucified, and the third day rise again.

Matthew 27:11 And [Pilate] asked him: Art thou the King of the Jews? And Jesus said unto him, Thou sayest. 31 and led him away to crucify him.

Luke 23:33 And when they were come to the place, which is called Calvary, there they crucified him. Mark 15:27 And with him they crucify two thieves; the one on his right hand, and the other on his left. 28 And the scripture was fulfilled, which saith… Isaiah 53:12 He was numbered with the transgressors.

Luke 23:34 Then said Jesus, Father, forgive them; for they know not what they do.

Luke 23:39 And one of the malefactors which were hanged railed on him, saying, If thou be Christ, save thyself and us. 40 But the other rebuked him, saying, Dost not thou fear God, seeing thou art in the same condemnation? 41 And we indeed justly; for we receive the due reward of our deeds: but this man hath done nothing amiss. 42 And he said unto Jesus, Lord, remember me when thou comest into thy kingdom. 43 And Jesus said unto him, Today shalt thou be with me in paradise.

But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.  Romans 5:8

John 3:16 For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. 17 For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved.

John 20:1 The first day of the week cometh Mary Magdalene early, when it was yet dark, unto the sepulcher, and seeth the stone taken away. 15 Jesus saith unto her, Woman, why weepest thou? whom seekest thou? She, supposing him to be the gardener, saith unto him, Sir, tell me where thou hast laid him, and I will take him away. 16 Jesus saith unto her, Mary.

John 14:6 I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me. 27 Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.


The Cry of the Rocks
Truth can be ignored but cannot be made untrue. Truth just is, even if held by just one. One plus God.

Level Ground
There’s a baggage check at the altar. Come as you are. Don’t leave the way you came.