A New Israel-Hating Curriculum is Coming to California School Districts

America’s humiliation in Afghanistan confirms that the woke West is utterly incapable of standing up for itself.

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The West’s post-9/11 bluster was continually undermined by the West’s broader descent into moral relativism. How can you assert the civilisational authority of Western values when your entire educational and university system is devoted to questioning and demeaning Western civilisation? You cannot partake in a clash of civilisations if you loathe your own civilisation.

Anyone who thinks the Taliban did not pick up on all of this, on the Potemkin nature not only of the Afghan government but also of Western civilisation itself, is kidding themselves.

Why We Failed: The American Exit From Afghanistan

H.R. McMaster, Nikki Haley, Justin Amash, Elliot Ackerman, Thomas Joscelyn, Eli Lake and Jacob Siegel weigh in.

Avoids the excuses spins by Biden and minions, or of defenders of earlier presidents. For me, who proudly served in USMC in Vietnam, the incompetence and timidity of our supposed leaders is despicable.

A poem to which we can relate

I remember the corned beef of my childhood,
And the bread that we cut with a knife,
When the children helped with the housework,
And the men went to work not the wife.

The cheese never needed a fridge,
And the bread was so crusty and hot,
The children were seldom unhappy,
And the wife was content with her lot,
well, maybe, maybe not.

I remember the milk from the bottle,

With the yummy cream on the top,

Our dinner came hot from the oven,
And not from a freezer; or shop.

The kids were a lot more contented,
They didn’t need money for kicks,
Just a game with their friends in the road,
And sometimes the Saturday flicks.

I remember the shop on the corner,
Where biscuits for pennies were sold
Do you think I’m a bit too nostalgic?
Or is it….I’m just getting old?

Bathing was done in a wash tub,
With plenty of rich foamy suds
But the ironing seemed never ending
As mom pressed everyone’s ‘duds’.

I remember the slap on my backside,
And the taste of soap if I swore
Anorexia and diets weren’t heard of
And we hadn’t much choice what we wore.

Do you think that bruised our ego?
Or our initiative was destroyed?
We ate what was put on the table
And I think life was better enjoyed.

– Author Unknown ..

If you can remember those days, continue to enjoy your retirement!

I can remember many of those days, fondly. How about you? 

My son introduced me to this artist. All of his many works are creative genius, bringing a whole new perspective, one image blending into another. Google him and see the great many variations. We will order several for our house. This one particularly appeals to me as it displays how reading allows one to enter new worlds.

I just finished three days grueling hiking in Kings and Sequoia National Parks, before moving on to more hiking in Yosemite and Gold Country for another six days. Visalia is in the heart of the central San Joaquin Valley, population 135 thousand, economy agriculture.

Thanks to Google Maps I took two routes fir the fastest hour to the entrances to the parks, off main roads zigging and zagging through side roads of field crops, orchards, and cattle grazing. Sets the mind at ease to see before and after hiking (hiking will be another post). Visalia is clean as a whistle, wide well paved streets, well kept houses, and downtown steps out of the 1930s without a single chain store besides one Starbucks over ten blocks, surrounded by gorgeous large public buildings and fine old homes from that same time. Visalia is a refreshing vision of America. No wonder the population has grown from 75 thousand in 1990, around the last time I was here. 

Try making plans, and see.

This morning, when I went out to fetch the morning newspaper, at my door was a box, a gift from the local Chabad, containing all the makings but the feast for the Passover seder. Instead of wasting my time over tea to scan the headlines which repeat mostly the answers that the legacy media want us to repeat, I went online to see what wisdom I'd find at the Chabad.org website, a frequent source of thoughtfulness.

If the Haggadah Is Right, We’ve Got Education All Wrong: How the Haggadah turns education on its head