Patriot Realm

My father used to run an electricity sub-station In New Zealand. When the power supply, went out, he would get phone calls from angry consumers telling him - no demanding - that he do something to fix it.

He would patiently explain to them that the problem was not with the power supply, but with the power boards whose job it was to maintain the supply of electricity to their homes. Could they just contact their power boards?

They simply did not understand. 

So, my father would tell them about the Cook Strait Cable.

In 2017, Sonya Carson passed away aged 88. She was the mother of Dr Ben Carson, world-renowned neurosurgeon, writer, politician and man of faith. 

As Dr Carson said at the time of her death:

“All that I am is because of the love of my mother. She was one of God’s greatest blessings to me, and it was her foresight and discernment that pushed me to reach my dreams.”

When I feel sick or down in the dumps, I try and distract myself with something that is uplifting and cheerful  As William Shakespeare said so eloquently in " The Tempest " Misery makes strange bedfellows. " 

My old Gran used to tell me that misery loves company - in other words, don't feel sorry for yourself or you will end up surrounded by people and thoughts that make you feel even worse.

As our world becomes more corrupt, complicated and seemingly hopeless, we need to use our minds to seek hope from those who have proven, beyond shadow of doubt, that good can triumph.

I saw an image today that struck me as being quite profound. I called it " white privilege. "

It made me wonder how our countries have travelled so far from reality that we are now expected to believe in this myth that we are thinking ourselves superior?  

When, on 20^th April 1653, Oliver Cromwell blasted the Rump Parliament in Britain, he gave a speech that could well be delivered in Parliaments around the world today. His passionate words were those of a man who had had a gutful of the lying, self serving people who were betraying their country to get a slice of a very corrupt and tainted pie.

When I re read this speech this morning, I could not help but think that it is time for a global cleanout of the cesspits we call Parliament and how our Politicians are over fed vultures feeding on the Carcass of the People they were elected to protect and represent. 

I thought long and hard about writing and publishing this article as I realise that the subject matter is disturbing to many people, including myself. It was very difficult to have to confront some of the material and I have tried to write it as sensitively as possible. I can only imagine how Judith Reisman must have felt on a daily basis.
So my apologies in advance if you feel repulsed by the contents ( as do I ) but we cannot pretend that it doesn't exist. In fact, it is getting worse at an alarming rate.