not much was happening, what was next planned?
The stockings were placed haphazardly, despair
Hoping St Nicholas would PLEASE bring us cheer
I had someone contact me by email about a comment on my latest article saying that the video link on the article was offensive. I asked if the person had watched the video. " No! " was the answer.
I suggested that perhaps it would be appropriate to actually watch the clip before deeming it offensive. Apparently, that was not open to negotiation.
With all the hoo hah and bullshit these days about offensive material, I, like a coward, deleted the " offending material. "
All it takes is one offended person to cause a stink and it becomes easier to just kow tow, get on my knees and say " you won. "
At a time of year celebrated for the spirit of birth, gift giving and the wonder of the Family, it is hardly surprising that we are spending this Christmas surrounded by self obsessed Globalists who are supporters of abortion, who hate the concept of Family and only like taking what belongs to others.
God was wise to send Jesus to Bethlehem before the advent of " Planned Parenthood " - otherwise who knows what would have happened to the world. In some respects, when Herrod ordered the slaughter of every male child so that he could avoid the prophesy of the child who would grow up to become King .... he was an early advocate for late term abortion. No matter that the little boys were already born ... kill them anyway.
I have always believed that Christmas is a celebration of Life, birth and the miracle of Motherhood. In a modern context, the birth of one of the most famous figures in history - Jesus Christ - is made all the more remarkable in that it happened in a stable, in poverty and against all odds. When compared with the pomp and ceremony today when a mother is carefully tended in sterile conditions in a hospital bed surrounded by attendant well trained staff, the miracle of the birth of this little lad is quite a staggering achievement.
not much was happening, what was next planned?
The stockings were placed haphazardly, despair
Hoping St Nicholas would PLEASE bring us cheer
Read more: 'Twas the night before Christmas.... a retelling...
As we count down to Christmas, spare a thought for those who are separated from their loved ones through marriage breakdown, military service, death or lockdowns.
How many men have been deprived of the joy of their children's company because of a court order restricting access? Oh I know that I am a female and should be joining the chorus of women who hate men and that all men are bastards, but I don't believe that. Some men are bastards and some women are bitches and some people are just plain vindictive.
Read more: Christmas - don't forget that lonely is different to being alone
What have we done? More importantly, what have we ALLOWED to be done? To our Nations, our ways of life, our families and our individuality?
One day, we will look back on this year and sigh. We will regret what we had and why we did not fight harder for what is right.
Read more: There is nothing like the death of freedom to bring hope to its knees
Last night I watched a documentary that I have had since 2016. It was about the Toowoomba Grantham flood disaster of January 2011 when communities in Queensland were devastated by a deluge of enormous proportions. It struck me, as I watched, how different people are from what they were 9 years ( or even 4 years ) ago.
As I watched, I had one word come in to my mind. HUMANITY. What is lacking today is our sense of humanity. Our sense of caring and compassion and regard for others.
Have we changed so much? Or is it that our Governments and media have changed and are expecting us to follow suit?
I just re read all the articles I have written for Patriotrealm.com and it is quite a strange journey to read my words so long after I originally wrote them. Sometimes I got it right and sometimes I got it wrong. My wife used to shake her head and head off to the fridge to open a bottle of wine and say to me " Jake, Monty is never going to print that. " I would then sit at the computer and type away and listen to the glug from the kitchen and I would yell out the odd " Oiy! Where's my beer? " just in case I could get away with it.
Sometimes, she would come in, slam a stubbie down on the table and saunter off. Other times she would come in and give me a wake up call and say " get it yourself you lazy bastard. " Still it was worth a try.
President Trump released the official 2020 Christmas photo and it certainly is a Christmas Cracker of an image.
On face value, it is a superb image of the President and First Lady, but, if you dig a little deeper, it tells quite a story.
Two of the bravest men from fiction have transitioned in to women.
When Daniel Craig retires, 007 will become a black woman.
Read more: Dr Who, 007, and what brought about their downfall
Paul Revere’s Ride: Not the Birth of Independence, But the Moment Duty Called The American…
139 hits
When Truth Hung on the Washing Line They say history repeats. But sometimes, it just…
197 hits
Before the Road Trains: The Long Walk South - Cattle, Drovers and the Spirit of…
229 hits
Dusty Gulch Grand Throwdown: Thunderdome, Cattle, Cake and the Honklander III By Roderick McNibble, Chief…
269 hits
We're still building memorials. But we're burying the values they were built to honour. Without…
285 hits
In the Name of God, Go! A marriage can survive many things. It can survive…
312 hits
Roderick’s Reality Crisis When an American member of our small community doubted the Chiko Roll,…
334 hits
The Mystery of Redhead's Afternoon Nap By Roderick McNibble, Chief Investigative Correspondent, Equine and Transport…
265 hits
Some films entertain. Some provoke. A very few leave you sitting in silence after the…
390 hits
The School Bully and the Declaration of Independence: Why Australia Needs Unity Now Some thoughts…
305 hits
Once we debated. Now, " they" accuse. And who are they? Talk about diversity. They…
307 hits
From Dulcie, CWA Dusty Gulch. Filling in for Roderick (Whiskers) McNibble Well, I wasn’t going…
363 hits
"The small boys came early to the hanging." So begins Ken Follett's The Pillars of…
344 hits
The Day I Killed My Own Words I sat down to write about what’s happened…
348 hits
Decades ago, women fought for equal rights and the ability to stand on their own…
485 hits
Dusty McFookit warns Parliament may soon face “wombats with forklift certification" EXCLUSIVE THUNDERDOME EDITION TREVOR…
359 hits
The Halftime Question Rugby fans know the feeling. Your team has dominated the first half.…
394 hits
Crowd Visible From Orbit • Starlink Activated • Scientists Concerned THE DUSTY GULCH GAZETTE - SPECIAL…
423 hits
In an age of civil unrest, burning cities, and bitter political division, the words “Give…
447 hits
THE DUSTY GULCH GAZETTE EXCLUSIVE ENERGY BREAKTHROUGH EDITION MRS McFOOKIT OPENS FIRST ASIAN FUSION RESTAURANT…
414 hits
THE GREAT GIFT - South Queensland Presented To New South Wales With Best Wishes A Dusty…
474 hits
Magna Carta's Fading Roots: Why "If It Isn't Broken, Don't Fix It" Still Matters Imagine…
413 hits
When AI Grows Up: From Child of Our Making to Something That May No Longer…
425 hits
Queensland Sugar, Sir Samuel Griffith, and the Administrative Leviathan Part 3 of the Queensland Cane…
543 hits
What happens when decent people become too afraid to confront bad people? What happens when…
526 hits
On June 6, 1944, the world witnessed an extraordinary event that changed the course of…
436 hits
A Life Well Lived - He Crossed Oceans. He Found Love. He Found Home. Today would have been…
473 hits
THE DUSTY GULCH GAZETTE Special Sister City Edition Reprinted by Permission from the Dry Creek…
430 hits
Part 2 of the Cane Series I’ll admit, before diving into this series, I hadn’t…
368 hits