https://townhall.com/tipsheet/bronsonstocking/2020/07/25/black-trump-supporter-executed-in-broad-daylight-n2573120

And people wonder why there are “shy voters” not answering polls or posting signs in their yard.

Alas “perfectly conventional” no more.

Since the “perfectly conventional” has been entirely erased by the righteously indignant mob in the name of the uber-moral crusade to dispose of Trump and his supporters.

Dershowitz, too, must be taken down because has not swallowed the Kool-Aid of Virtue (the Cherry Cola of Righteousness?) that so many of those other people—-many of them caring, moral, intelligent, achieving people—have.

He has said, “No” time and time again to their adamantine conviction that Trump—and everything he does, and everything he says and everyone who supports him—is pure, unadulterated evil.

With his resounding “No”, Dershowitz dares NOT to agree with the Righteous on this point, refuses to delegitimize the man—and by extension, refuses to delegitimize the office of POTUS—and by further extension the country itself, and its institutions.

He is saying to the Virtuous(TM), “About this you are wrong”. a prestigious impediment to their aims of taking down Trump. He is the person of prominence loudly proclaiming !No-Pasaran!, standing squarely in front of their tanks in Tiananmen Square.

And so Dershowitz is an Enemy of the People. The enemy of those for whom Trump’s destruction is the moral imperative for the Righteous of our time.

So much so, in fact, that they are—gasp!—prepared to sacrifice beloved Truth to make sure it will happen:
https://www.thenewneo.com/2020/05/05/the-mask-of-objectivity-is-torn-off-and-the-naked-bias-revealed/

…while the Virtuous are willing to put sacred #METOO on the back burner (or else change the name to “#METOO_BUT_NOT_THEETOO”…Sorry ’bout that Tara….):
https://www.thenewneo.com/2020/05/08/the-democrats-reade-dilemma/

Dershowitz has transgressed against their “TRUTH”.
His reputation must be destroyed.
He himself must be squashed.

The immediately prior post is, on the surface, a personal account of how politics destroyed a good friendship, but in reality exposes the poseurs of the “liberal wokerati,” the “educated class,” the “literary elite,” or the “lazy bums” — your preference — and yet they have captured the market for literature and college indoctrinators (I hesitate anymore to call them teachers or educators).

That this group of people would willingly engage in the excesses of the Red Guard is, IMO, no longer in doubt.
https://quillette.com/2018/12/18/confessions-of-a-soulless-troglodyte-how-my-brooklyn-literary-friendships-fell-apart-in-the-age-of-trump/

The narrator, a writer living in New York, uses a pseudonym, even in 2018, to write about his beliefs as a “changer” (Obama voter turned conservative); “Jamie” is bi-racial.
A long explanation of their relationship follows the introductory paragraph and is germane to his points, but is not needed in this excerpt; the narration picks up about 2010.

I became friends with Jamie when I was 13, a few years after my family fled the Soviet Union and settled in what was then one of the most diverse neighborhoods of south Brooklyn.
…
Less than a year later, I took out loans and moved to Manhattan to pursue an MFA. A Master of Fine Arts in fiction program typically is based on a workshop model: Once a week, a student submits a piece of prose, usually a short story, to a group of roughly 15 classmates who take turns discussing the work and providing feedback. These workshops are led by professors who are established authors. MFA students also are given a chance to teach undergraduate English and, upon graduation, can become adjunct instructors like Jamie. These programs emphasize the “craft” of writing, and tout access to contacts in the publishing industry—agents, editors and famous guest writers who are invited to speak at panels and events.

Like our old Brooklyn neighbourhood (by now, gentrified out of existence), the students varied stupendously by race and culture. I was excited at first, but soon began to sense a disconnect. Too often, their reasons for being there seemed to have little to do with a love of books. Some only read within a single genre. Others actually bragged about not reading at all.
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A few weeks later, while scouring the racks at the school’s annual library book sale, I bumped into my professor. I held up a used hard-cover of E. L. Doctorow’s 2005 novel The March, which I’d scored for just a dollar. He looked at the book and asked, “Who’s he?” Doctorow was arguably the greatest living historical novelist in America. The professor, who taught a class on the role of history in narrative fiction, would later become the director of the school’s MFA program.

Similarly telling episodes followed, and I came to realize that I’d been burying myself in student debt so as to gain the feedback of people whose opinions didn’t matter. I dropped out at the end of the year.
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When I did run into Jamie again, it was late 2015. Doctorow had recently died, and a New York real-estate celebrity named Donald Trump was preparing a run for President. I’d been translating death records from Russian by day, and driving a flatbed delivery van at night. Nevertheless, I’d made progress with my writing, getting a number of stories published in literary journals, and even winning a few awards. I had an agent, and was finishing a book-length manuscript. Jamie, on the other hand, was in a difficult place. He’d been writing in fits and starts, ultimately joining a private workshop composed mainly of former MFA classmates. After one of them criticized Jamie’s writing as vague and poorly plotted, he’d decided to quit the group. “I need a more supportive community,” he told me.
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A hopelessly old-fashioned reader, I wanted us to revisit Hamlet, the saddest moral clown of them all, as well as Chaucer’s lustful pranksters, no less juvenile than Jamie and I once had been on Brooklyn’s streets.

“Let’s start with Lolita,” I said.

But Jamie said that Lolita bored him after the first few sentences, so he stopped reading: “Maybe it was a bad translation.”

It brought me no joy to have to tell him that while Vladimir Nabokov was a Russian émigré who wrote his first nine novels in his native tongue, the later Nabokov of Lolita fame was one of the great prose stylists of the English language. What followed was a contentious exchange in which it became clear that Jamie has never read or finished many of the great books that I held dear. When I asked, in all sincerity, how he could teach writing to college students, he shot back by rejecting my beloved texts as artifacts of white, male European hegemony.
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As shown by the arc of my relationship with Jamie—and the many other Jamies who populate the New York writing scene—Trump is as much a symptom as a cause. His appearance in American politics coincides with a larger trend on the left that now serves to elevate every form of personal disappointment into a symptom of “systemic” abuse. The result hasn’t just been that my erstwhile friends are afflicted with debilitating persecution complexes: It also has destroyed their ability to exercise independent thought. For free thought requires the free use of language, which is impossible when smart people like Jamie or Daniel are required to push the round peg of art and creation into the square hole of political sloganeering.

It can’t happen here

I always thought it could, and always thought the left far more dangerous than the religious right that the Democrats were always going on about.

I like Mr. Dershowitz, always have even when I disagree with him. I also understand why he put it in about “white supremacists and neo?Nazis….”. But….

I’m 72 years old and live in the deep South and in all that time I’ve never seen or been in contact with any Klan members or Neo-Nazis. One Sunday afternoon in Mobile, Alabama on a back country road I saw a caravan of ten to twelve pickup trucks and all were flying Confederate flags. But I wasn’t sure if they were really the Klan or just rednecks showing their butts. I also shook Jeff Sessions hand the day after he beat the Klan in court and effectively put them out of business.

I guess where I’m going with this is that nationwide I don’t see any real evidence that the Klan or the Neo-Nazis are causing a lot of problems. When they do do something they are for the most part, denounced by everyone on the right.

Not so on the left. In fact you would be hard pressed to find a democrat anywhere that is denouncing black lives matter and antifa. Both of which are mostly communist organizations.

Today there doesn’t appear to be too many liberals on the left but a lot of progressives.

That really is a good test, but it made me laugh a little bit, because helping members move is an institutionalized service project of our church, and our family has helped pack and load so many moving trucks I can’t remember them all. It’s a good activity for youth especially.

When we made our first “family” move (parents and 5 kids) from Utah to Texas, we called ahead to the local congregation and there were 5 or 6 men waiting to unload the truck when we arrived. We later became good friends with them, but on that day we were all total strangers.

“Moving someone else from one place to another is a measurable but not really significant bother, which benefits the person helping not at all, and is incredible easy to avoid doing.” – MBunge

It’s one of those benefits of the “casting your bread on the waters” or “what goes around comes around” genre. You help someone now, whether you know them or not, and someone else helps you later.

That said, I have also been helped individually by some friends, and they were not always the ones I would have most expected to chip in.

I have to be very careful what I say, and who I say it to. Wisdom, and hearing what God wants us to say, and who to say it to is needed. We live in dangerous times. You see I use a cover identity on the web. I have for 20 years posted under this name, not my own. When I google my name nothing shows up. I am not on facebook.

First, the Christian, Jewish, etc. “Churches” are more progressive than faithful, and second, there has been an insidious subterfuge of their congregations. For example of the latter, consider the problem of trans/homo male pedophiles in the Catholic Church, Boy Scouts, too, and the lawyers are profiting greatly from exploiting the collateral damage of political congruence (“=”), and funneling the proceeds to their Preferred Political (PP) party in a fascist revival.

About 5 years ago I reread The Rise and Fall of the Third Reich by Shirer. I was amazed at the similarities between 1930’s Germany and the US 5 years ago.

A good book about the Cultural Revolution is Life and Death in Shanghai by Nien Chang.

Read both of these books and start praying!

What startles me about our current situation is the lack of fight from the churches. If you are a churchgoer, your congregations need to stand strong because these Marxists are gunning for you.

Finally, read Bonhoeffer by Eric Metaxas. Bonhoeffer was a genuine hero and was one of the few religious figures in Germany to fight back against Hitler. He paid for his activism with his life.

Indeed, you can be at risk even if you deviated from the dogmas of *today* at some time in the *past*. Boeing Aircraft recently pushed out its communications director because 30 years ago, when he was a Navy pilot, he had written a piece expressing the view that women should not serve in combat….which was certainly the common opinion then, and I believe official US policy.

Interesting that Boeing broke with this case of retroactive heresy a lot quicker than it tooks effective action against the MCAS problems with the 737.

(Speaking of the 737, I see that there is another Airworthiness Directive out against it, this one having to do with corrosion of engine bleed valves if the plane is left in storage for a prolonged period…’prolonged period’ being defined as 7 days or more)