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The Fiat American Dream

Volume 16, Issue 41

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As I was watching The Voice Monday evening I was struck just how bad some of the music was for my old fogey appetite. The only exception was the 1972 Eagles tune:
Take it Easy, sung by Craig Wayne Boyd. I’m not a big Eagles’ fan especially of their most famous song Hotel California, and I won’t bore you with the details of how Hotel California became one of my least desired songs of that long past era. But I got to thinking the song’s last couple lines seemed to be indicative of the Fiat World we discussed last week: You can check-out anytime you like, but you can never leave!

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
"Relax, " said the night man,
"We are programmed to receive.
You can check-out any time you like,
But you can never leave!

Returning to the present era of awful music, I am a firm believer that if you are going to change society, that change is first represented in the popular music. Today’s music sucks because the popular music is terrible. That belief in music and art changing culture goes back at least to Martin Luther and The Reformation. Francis Schaeffer introduced me to this concept by reading his works during the late twentieth century.

The same music renaissance was also true within Christian circles, with the evangelical non-denomination growth taking place in conjunction with the late 1960s and early 70s secular music. Those early “Jesus People” and their songs permanently changed Christianity in America and around the world.

Furthermore because of budget limitations within “Contemporary Christian Music,” they were also the first to make use of synthesizers and other forms of electronics, creating a bigger and better, of what I called “plastic music,” which has now destroyed all music; even country. Sadly the kids of today know “nothing else.” None of it is music that gets down into your soul, and without a getting into your inner being, no positive change occurs. The exception of course being the rise of “rap,” which generally is a representation of some type of anger towards the Fiat World.

All this got me to thinking what is really needed to change the Fiat World is a revival of the music of the 1960s and 70s changing its focus not on the Vietnam War and a world with little significant meaning, to problems caused by the Fiat World, a world without economic opportunity except for central bankers, financial types, politicians and academic elitists.



26 November 2014:
Volume 16, Issue 40

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Tomorrow is Thanksgiving; I am still here to celebrate and am thankful for this opportunity. Sunday afternoon I finally got out of the rehabilitation facility after about two months in hospitals and rehabilitation, recovering after my second open heart surgery in about a dozen years. Comparing the two, the first one was really straight forward compared to the recent encounter. One reason was the first was covered by traditional health insurance and was scheduled and the operation took place while I was still strong, so recovery was difficult but reasonably easy to get back to a satisfactory condition.

This surgery took place through the VA and is really the only true government blessing we Vietnam era veterans will receive for our efforts. If you are a military veteran, within the program the medical attention you will receive is as good or better than you will receive in the privates sector and probably the only medical services that will substantially remain that way or improve as ObamaCare and private insurance becomes unfixable in many of its current forms.

This time the operation was brought on by a blood infection that played havoc on my heart valve and by the time the surgery took place I was very weak and close to no longer having to stay in this falling apart world. On a recovery scale from 1–10, I was a 1 unable to stand under my own power. Today on that recovery scale I am about 6 and getting stronger and more capable every day. After I reach the 10 on the recovery scale, there will be another wherein I will be able to determine that I am not getting any younger and probably should cut back on some of my physical activities, spending more time managing, teaching and other such things, which I did in my 20s and 30s.

During these about 2 months I have had the time to look at the state of our world and the role I will focus upon in the months and years that God will give me to complete my life. I plan on seeing the other side of our current troubles and perhaps even giving my current physical heart an eternal change when Jesus may return to this world at the Second Coming.

Moving on, I received one of my financial emails over the weekend that compared our present state of the world with John Fogerty’s, Creedence Clearwater Revival,
“Bad Moon Rising.” The verses and the chorus is repeated below:

I see a bad moon arisin'
I see trouble on the way
I see earthquakes and lightnin' I see bad times today

Don't go around tonight
Well, it's bound to take your life
There's a bad moon on the rise

I hear hurricanes ablowin'
I know the end is comin' soon
I fear rivers overflowin' I hear the voice of rage and ruin

Hope you got your things together
Hope you are quite prepared to die
Looks like we're in for nasty weather
One eye is taken for an eye

While we are seeing a lot of what I call “weather change” which we are all forced to cope with today, compared to climate change, it seems to me we need to also look at another song from that era, and that is Barry McGuire’s, “Eve of Destruction.” The verses and the chorus are again repeated:


Charles Spurgeon's Morning & Evening, September 28, 2014


"The Lord looketh from heaven; he beholdeth all the sons of men." Psalm 33:13

Perhaps no figure of speech represents God in a more gracious light than when he is spoken of as stooping from his throne, and coming down from heaven to attend to the wants and to behold the woes of mankind. We love him, who, when Sodom and Gomorrah were full of iniquity, would not destroy those cities until he had made a personal visitation of them. We cannot help pouring out our heart in affection for our Lord who inclines his ear from the highest glory, and puts it to the lip of the dying sinner, whose failing heart longs after reconciliation. How can we but love him when we know that he numbers the very hairs of our heads, marks our path, and orders our ways? Specially is this great truth brought near to our heart, when we recollect how attentive he is, not merely to the temporal interests of his creatures, but to their spiritual concerns. Though leagues of distance lie between the finite creature and the infinite Creator, yet there are links uniting both. When a tear is wept by thee, think not that God doth not behold; for, "Like as a father pitieth his children, so the Lord pitieth them that fear him." Thy sigh is able to move the heart of Jehovah; thy whisper can incline his ear unto thee; thy prayer can stay his hand; thy faith can move his arm. Think not that God sits on high taking no account of thee. Remember that however poor and needy thou art, yet the Lord thinketh upon thee. For the eyes of the Lord run to and fro throughout the whole earth, to show himself strong in the behalf of them whose heart is perfect towards him.

Oh! then repeat the truth that never tires;

No God is like the God my soul desires;

He at whose voice heaven trembles, even he,

Great as he is, knows how to stoop to me.


"Go again seven times." 1 Kings 18:43

Success is certain when the Lord has promised it. Although you may have pleaded month after month without evidence of answer, it is not possible that the Lord should be deaf when his people are earnest in a matter which concerns his glory. The prophet on the top of Carmel continued to wrestle with God, and never for a moment gave way to a fear that he should be non-suited in Jehovah's courts. Six times the servant returned, but on each occasion no word was spoken but "Go again." We must not dream of unbelief, but hold to our faith even to seventy times seven. Faith sends expectant hope to look from Carmel's brow, and if nothing is beheld, she sends again and again. So far from being crushed by repeated disappointment, faith is animated to plead more fervently with her God. She is humbled, but not abashed: her groans are deeper, and her sighings more vehement, but she never relaxes her hold or stays her hand. It would be more agreeable to flesh and blood to have a speedy answer, but believing souls have learned to be submissive, and to find it good to wait for as well as upon the Lord. Delayed answers often set the heart searching itself, and so lead to contrition and spiritual reformation: deadly blows are thus struck at our corruption, and the chambers of imagery are cleansed. The great danger is lest men should faint, and miss the blessing. Reader, do not fall into that sin, but continue in prayer and watching. At last the little cloud was seen, the sure forerunner of torrents of rain, and even so with you, the token for good shall surely be given, and you shall rise as a prevailing prince to enjoy the mercy you have sought. Elijah was a man of like passions with us: his power with God did not lie in his own merits. If his believing prayer availed so much, why not yours? Plead the precious blood with unceasing importunity, and it shall be with you according to your desire.

Brute' doesn't wish the Grizzly Flu even on Wall Street investors


Light Suckers

Volume 16, Issue 39

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The Creation of the World
In the beginning, God created the heavens and the earth. The earth was without form and void, and darkness was over the face of the deep. And the Spirit of God was hovering over the face of the waters.

And God said, “Let there be light,” and there was light. And God saw that the light was good. And God separated the light from the darkness. God called the light Day, and the darkness he called Night. And there was evening and there was morning, the first day.
Genesis 1:1-5

Life is too short to even begin to discuss the religion of atheistic evolution that believes if you construct a creation myth mathematical model that dates back a few billion years, where random events (chaos) will in someway create designs, eventually leading to life and the amazing universe, contrary to all natural scientific law; It’s a religion stupid!

Likewise if you are a conservative evangelical Christian that believes the calculations made by Bishop Usher in his office truly determined, henceforth and forevermore, creation happened on some fall Sunday afternoon in 4004 BC, you suffer from the same delusional faith in the power of human deduction through mathematics.

Actually those Orthodox Jews have there own date that bears little resemblance to Usher’s, or many other dates created by Christians over the years. A thousand years really makes little difference when this Creation story seems to be a very complex design to obscure the actual created dates from idol makers and their desire to profit from such religious enterprise, in stature or financially.

There are two types of people in this world; those who try their best to make the best decision with the obstacles life puts in their path and move on. If those decisions work out, that is a good thing, if it seems that the decision, while it seemed good going in, turned out in rapid hindsight to have exacerbated the problem. They still carry on. From day to day, sometimes they seem to light up the room, some days not so much, but as a general rule they take continual positive steps to improve their lives and the lives of others. Through God’s common graces, these “children of light” are the most populous sector of humans on earth.

I was going to say “ on the other end of the population spectrum,” but realized they are a truly unique human subspecies. These folks are the “Light Suckers.” Using a more explicit term these people are elitists existing individually or in groups and institutions, which are designed not as what we might call today as “open source” but rather in closed communities that attempt to bring about there agendas by whatever means required.


Slip Sliding Away

Volume 16, Issue 38

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Slip sliding away, slip sliding away
You know the nearer your destination, the more you slip sliding away

Whoah God only knows, God makes his plan
The information's unavailable to the mortal man
We're workin' our jobs, collect our pay
Believe we're gliding down the highway, when in fact we're slip sliding away

Slip sliding away, slip sliding away
You know the nearer your destination, the more you slip sliding away
Paul Simon 1977

When you look historically at 1977 it really wasn’t a bad year, or a good year, but a couple of years down the road, we could clearly see that the minstrel prophet had pretty much nailed the year when things began slip, sliding away. Some gremlin called stagflation was raising its head, hence Paul Volcker’s predicessor at the Federal Reserve, G. William Miller only lasted 16 months (March 8, 1978 – August 6,1979).

It was about that time in Seattle the housing prices began to skyrocket. The so-called Boeing Bust was over. We found a bungalow in the Wallingford district of Seattle and made on offer and it was accepted before the house actually came on the market. At that time, I assume before the Community Investment Act of 1977, you could only use one income to qualify for a loan, which my job as a young Boeing Engineer just made the threshold. Things got rather dicey when at closing we were told that we had to pay for all the oil in the 675-gallon oil tank, which supplied the oil furnace. Back then being asked to unexpectedly come up with almost $900 was not spare change you had lying around.

The point being, when we sold the house just before the Reagan election the price had more than doubled. The only upgrade we did was to install a new 200 Amp electrical service entrance; lest I forget 2 incomes could then qualify for a home loan.

A little Internet research doesn’t take long to find some rather well done articles about how the United States has been slip sliding away since the late 1970s, especially when the focus is on American politicians love affair of getting people into owner occupied dwellings. Housing prices upward forever, well at least about 30 years.

The real difference between the past slip sliding away, is in the past there always seemed to be generally only one greased slope instigator. In September 2014 there seems to be too many to count, and a few of those could basically end life in the United States in the form American’s have come to expect.

Last Wednesday night I had a meeting in Spokane, and by the time I got home, I really wasn’t interested in what the President’s speech on ISIS-ISIL might have contained. The next morning when I read some of the analyses of his proposals, I got out a ladder, climbed to the top of the roof and screamed at the top of my lungs, “You’ve got to be kidding.” Barack Obama was about as seriously focused as he has ever been in his presidency, yet this can quickly slip and slide into a quagmire where options really no longer exist.


Charles Spurgeon's Morning & Evening, September 14, 2014


"There were also with him other little ships."
Mark 4:36

Jesus was the Lord High Admiral of the sea that night, and his presence preserved the whole convoy. It is well to sail with Jesus, even though it be in a little ship. When we sail in Christ's company, we may not make sure of fair weather, for great storms may toss the vessel which carries the Lord himself, and we must not expect to find the sea less boisterous around our little boat. If we go with Jesus we must be content to fare as he fares; and when the waves are rough to him, they will be rough to us. It is by tempest and tossing that we shall come to land, as he did before us.

When the storm swept over Galilee's dark lake all faces gathered blackness, and all hearts dreaded shipwreck. When all creature help was useless, the slumbering Saviour arose, and with a word, transformed the riot of the tempest into the deep quiet of a calm; then were the little vessels at rest as well as that which carried the Lord. Jesus is the star of the sea; and though there be sorrow upon the sea, when Jesus is on it there is joy too. May our hearts make Jesus their anchor, their rudder, their lighthouse, their life-boat, and their harbour. His Church is the Admiral's flagship, let us attend her movements, and cheer her officers with our presence. He himself is the great attraction; let us follow ever in his wake, mark his signals, steer by his chart, and never fear while he is within hail. Not one ship in the convoy shall suffer wreck; the great Commodore will steer every barque in safety to the desired haven. By faith we will slip our cable for another day's cruise, and sail forth with Jesus into a sea of tribulation. Winds and waves will not spare us, but they all obey him; and, therefore, whatever squalls may occur without, faith shall feel a blessed calm within. He is ever in the centre of the weather-beaten company: let us rejoice in him. His vessel has reached the haven, and so shall ours.


"I acknowledged my sin unto thee, and mine iniquity have I not hid. I said, I will confess my transgressions unto the Lord; and thou forgavest the iniquity of my sin." Psalm 32:5

David's grief for sin was bitter. Its effects were visible upon his outward frame: "his bones waxed old"; "his moisture was turned into the drought of summer." No remedy could he find, until he made a full confession before the throne of the heavenly grace. He tells us that for a time he kept silence, and his heart became more and more filled with grief: like a mountain tarn whose outlet is blocked up, his soul was swollen with torrents of sorrow. He fashioned excuses; he endeavoured to divert his thoughts, but it was all to no purpose; like a festering sore his anguish gathered, and as he would not use the lancet of confession, his spirit was full of torment, and knew no rest. At last it came to this, that he must return unto his God in humble penitence, or die outright; so he hastened to the mercy-seat, and there unrolled the volume of his iniquities before the all-seeing One, acknowledging all the evil of his ways in language such as you read in the fifty-first and other penitential Psalms. Having done this, a work so simple and yet so difficult to pride, he received at once the token of divine forgiveness; the bones which had been broken were made to rejoice, and he came forth from his closet to sing the blessedness of the man whose transgression is forgiven. See the value of a grace-wrought confession of sin! It is to be prized above all price, for in every case where there is a genuine, gracious confession, mercy is freely given, not because the repentance and confession deserve mercy, but for Christ's sake. Blessed be God, there is always healing for the broken heart; the fountain is ever flowing to cleanse us from our sins. Truly, O Lord, thou art a God "ready to pardon!" Therefore will we acknowledge our iniquities.

Brute' reflects on why so many high falutin humans are really disgusting!


Rejuvenating Invention

Volume 16, Issue 37

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First Law: If a body is at rest it remains at rest or if it is in motion it moves with uniform velocity until it is acted on by a resultant force.
Second Law: Force is equal to mass multiplied by acceleration.
Third Law: For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.

Newton’s Laws of Motion, in simple form

I had heard that Chuck Todd, the new anchor of NBC’s “
Meet the Press” had conducted a decently in depth interview with Barack Obama. It seems this new kid running one of the Sunday news shows did agitate the president somewhat, but as with all politicians operating in these environments. answers quickly morphed into stump-talking points. This was particularly true when it came to Obama’s hope for the 2014 midterm election. Obama quickly presented a moderately long list of what he believed that government could do for the people and absolutely nothing else.

Now if you read last week’s
Spring of Liberty, where we asserted that our federal government had usurped God as the head of the American universe, Obama’s remarks channeled 100 years of American Progressivism almost perfectly. Furthermore Obama’s comments probably were not all that different than many church attendees heard at their Sunday services. The only “minor” distinction was Obama was talking about the Federal Government as god, and at least some of the preachers were talking about God as God.

A follow-up question about what would happen should Republicans actually regain control of the Senate, Obama really seemed to have no idea what the Republicans would offer as his alternatives. In that regard the president speaks for the vast majority of everyone, except the indocrintated GOP.

So what does this have to do with the three natural laws of physics postulated by Sir Isaac Newton (1642 – 1726)?

I will use Newton’s Third Law to help us show neglecting it created most of the mess we Americans find ourselves today, and by extension the rest of the world. Looking at even the simplified versions of all three laws, it seems that none of them have any relationship to the balderdash of what we are achieving in trying to construct a new world order based on human divinity. I also found out that Newton’s Third Law is also the “Law of Karma.” Ooh, hum, what goes around comes around.