Two Things I Wish I Had Learned In School

50 years ago, it was the summer break between my 2nd and 3rd grade years in Richfield, Minnesota. I had either just been taught, or was going to be taught, that earth’s mountains were formed by the earth “crinkling” as it cooled. I now know this is ridiculous. Plate tectonics had been proposed before 1967. But it had not made its way into my 2nd or 3rd grade science textbook. I was taught utter nonsense.

The first thing I wish I had been taught in school is that there is nothing funnier than an out-of-date science book, and that all current science books are probably out of date, but we just don’t know it yet. I wish I had been taught to have a deep skepticism of science. I wish I had been taught to go ahead and use what we know of science, but be always ready to change when new facts and new understandings emerged. I wish I had been taught science is a good, but an imprecise and fallible tool.

Instead, I emerged from my K-12 journey somehow believing science is truth. Those scientists who got things wrong in the past, well, they weren’t as smart as us or something. Look at the funny clothes they wore. We modern folk got it right now, to the precision of our measuring apparatus. Where the Bible and science disagreed, obviously science had the correct answer. I didn’t believe in science, I believed in scientism! Science has the answers to life’s issues!

I believe public schools are still teaching scientism. In our quest to abolish Common Core, let us also re-establish teaching science as science, not science as a religion.

It’s been 40 years since I graduated from high school. I became a Christian 38 years ago. My feelings about science are very different now. For one thing, I’ve lived long enough to have noticed that many “scientific facts” changed. For example, what is “known” to be at the center of the earth has changed a half-dozen times that I’m aware of. It’s switched back and forth among molten rock, a solid sphere, a spinning sphere and some sort of nuclear reactor that’s generating the heat. In each case, the article or TV program didn’t say what was at earth’s core was a theory, they said it was a fact. If science really doesn’t know what’s 4000 miles straight down, what does it know?

I have come to believe science without God is downright dangerous. Potentially lethal! Take the case of Thomas Midgley. He developed leaded gasoline and chlorofluorocarbons (CFCs). A one-line summary of his work could be, Thomas Midgley poisoned the earth with lead and destroyed its ozone layer with CFCs. While I don’t know his spiritual condition and I hope he was right with God, Jesus said it’s ok to be a fruit inspector.

“Watch out for false prophets. They come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are ferocious wolves. By their fruit you will recognize them. Do people pick grapes from thornbushes, or figs from thistles? Likewise, every good tree bears good fruit, but a bad tree bears bad fruit. A good tree cannot bear bad fruit, and a bad tree cannot bear good fruit. Every tree that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire. Thus, by their fruit you will recognize them.”
Matthew‬ ‭7:15-20‬ ‭NIV‬‬

If Midgley wasn’t right with God, leaded gasoline and CFCs aren’t going to read well at this event.

And I saw the dead, great and small, standing before the throne, and books were opened. Another book was opened, which is the book of life. The dead were judged according to what they had done as recorded in the books.
Revelation 20:12 NIV

After all, God has a dim view of those who destroy His creation.

“We give thanks to you, Lord God Almighty,
the One who is and who was,
because you have taken your great power
and have begun to reign.
The nations were angry,
and your wrath has come.
The time has come for judging the dead,
and for rewarding your servants the prophets
and your people who revere your name,
both great and small—
and for destroying those who destroy the earth.
Revelation 11:17-18 NIV

Continuing on the science-without-God-is-dangerous theme, I think nuclear power plants will prove to be one of mankind’s worst ideas. We already have the Fukushima Daiichi nuclear disaster and the Chernobyl disaster. There are 200+ more that could fail if things that “never happen” happen. Then, we have obligated future generations for tens of thousands of years to look after our radioactive waste. What could possibly go wrong with that? I don’t think there is a nuclear power plant in heaven, and I don’t think there should have been any on earth. Looking at the fruit, I don’t think it will be pleasant on judgment day for those who pushed for nuclear power plants.

On the other hand, there have been many scientists who worked with God and left a legacy of great, lasting fruit.

You did not choose me, but I chose you and appointed you so that you might go and bear fruit–fruit that will last–and so that whatever you ask in my name the Father will give you.
John 15:16 NIV

My all-time favorite good scientist is George Washington Carver. I wrote about him in this post. (Read the post to find out about compact fluorescent hand grenades.)

The first thing I wish I had been taught in school is a proper understanding of science.

The second thing I wish I been taught in school is why we learned about Ben Franklin and the Wright Brothers in school. Oh, sure, Orville and Wilbur Wright invented the airplane. Franklin was a statesman and an inventor. I was taught those things. But I was never taught why I was taught about these three men, out of the millions to billions of possible people. I was an adult in my 40’s when I finally figured out why I had been taught about Ben, Orville, and Wilbur. My reaction was a mixture of ecstasy and rage. I was overjoyed to have discovered the secret to super-accomplishment, and boiling mad that no one had ever told me the very simple secret. The secret:

Make enough money so you can use your time and money to pursue your dreams.

Isn’t that brilliantly simple and powerful?

Make enough money so you can use your time and money to pursue your dreams.

One more time. Let it soak in a bit.

Make enough money so you can use your time and money to pursue your dreams.

Wow. I believe my life may have turned out completely differently if my 2nd or 3rd grade teacher had said something like this.

Boys and girls, we learned about Ben Franklin and how important he was to America’s founding and its early days. Many people believe that without him, there would be no United States of America. He was that important in America’s history. But there were many printers in Colonial America. Why do we remember Mr. Franklin? I’ll tell you why. When he was 42, Ben Franklin was successful enough he was able to retire. (1) He had enough income from businesses he had helped set up that he didn’t have to work. He had the time and the money to be an inventor, and the statesman our country needed. If he had had to stay at his printing press all day, he would not have had the time to invent things and be a statesman, and you would not have learned about him in school.

It is very much the same with Wilbur and Orville Wright. They had a bicycle shop. They made enough money from the bicycle shop that they could spend about six months of the year working on inventing the airplane. If they had not made enough money to buy the things they needed to make airplanes, and not take time off from work, they would not have invented the airplane. They would have been just two more people who lived a long time ago, that you didn’t learn about in school.

So remember this, girls and boys. I know you are all very smart, and there are things, special things, you will want to do when you are grown up. Remember that you need money to buy things to help you make your special things, and you will need time to work on your special things. Remember the lesson of Ben Franklin, and Wilbur and Orville Wright. You learned about them in school because they had the time and money to work on their special things!

But today, America’s Common Core indoctrination system does not want common people to achieve extraordinary things. I think George Carlin got it right. The powers-that-be want obedient workers, not independent thinkers who chart their own way to success.

Carlin obedient workers


(1) The Many Worlds of Benjamin Franklin, Second Edition, Harper & Row, (c) 1963, page 53.

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No Wonder They Don’t Teach the Declaration of Independence in School Anymore!

I grew up thinking holidays were days the government gave you off so could do whatever you wanted to do. I was in my late 30’s or early 40’s when it dawned on me that the purpose for the holiday was to get together with other people and celebrate the reason for the holiday. Once again, Laura Ingalls Wilder’s Little Town on the Prairie, clued me in on American history I had not been taught in public school in the 1960’s and 70’s. I will be quoting from the chapter, Fourth of July.

Once upon a time in America, in the 1880’s — not so terribly long ago — our Independence Day was like a sabbath. It was not just an occasion for advertisements of crap on sale.

In the garden the cucumber vines were reaching out, their crawling tips uncurling beyond patches of spreading big leaves. The rows of peas and beans were rounding up, the carrot rows were feathery green and the beets were thrusting up long, dark leaves on red stems. The ground-cherries were already small bushes. Through the wild grasses the chickens were scattered, chasing insects to eat.

All this was satisfaction enough for an ordinary day, but for Fourth of July there should be something more.

Pa felt the same way. He had nothing to do, for on Fourth of July no work could be done except the chores and housework.

The American history everyone knew was so much greater than today.

Beside the flagpole a man rose up tall above the crowd. He was standing on something. The sound of talking died down, and he could be heard speaking.

“Well, boys,” he said, “I’m not much good at public speaking, but today’s the glorious Fourth. This is the day and date when our forefathers cut loose from the despots of Europe. There wasn’t many Americans at that time, but they wouldn’t stand for any monarch tyrannizing over them. They had to fight the British regulars and their hired Hessians and the murdering scalping red-skinned savages that those fine gold-laced aristocrats turned loose on our settlements and paid for murdering and burning and scalping women and children. A few barefoot Americans had to fight the whole of them and lick ’em, and they did fight them and they did lick them. Yes sir! We licked the British in 1776 and we licked ’em again in 1812, and we backed all the monarchies of Europe out of Mexico and off this continent less than twenty years ago, and by glory! Yessir, by Old Glory right here, waving over my head, any time the despots of Europe try to step on America’s toes, we’ll lick ’em again!”

“Hurray! Hurray!” everybody shouted. Laura and Carrie and Pa yelled, too, “Hurray! Hurray!”

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Have you ever heard the Declaration of Independence read out loud at a 4th of July celebration? (Screw the always-get-Monday-off wimpy Independence Day holiday.) I never have.

“Meantime, here we are. It’s Fourth of July, and on this day somebody’s got to read the Declaration of Independence. It looks like I’m elected, so hold your hats, boys; I’m going to read it.”

School children knew the Declaration of Independence by heart! I don’t recall even having to read the whole document in my public school “education.”

Laura and Carrie knew the Declaration by heart, of course, but it gave them a solemn, glorious feeling to hear the words.

I say again. School children knew the Declaration of Independence by heart!

Laura and Carrie knew the Declaration by heart, of course, but it gave them a solemn, glorious feeling to hear the words. They took hold of hands and stood listening in the solemnly listening crowd. The Stars and Stripes were fluttering bright against the thin, clear blue overhead, and their minds were saying the words before their ears heard them.

“When in the course of human events it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bonds which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth the separate and equal station to which the laws of Nature and of Nature’s God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.

“We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain inalienable rights, that among these are Life, Liberty, and the pursuit of Happiness. . . .”

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Pay close attention now. We’re getting into reasons America felt it had to become America.

Then came the long and terrible list of the crimes of the King.

Buckle your seat belts.

“He has obstructed the administration of Justice.
“He has made Judges dependent on his will alone.”

I saw Facebook posts today like those crimes against freedom. How about this one?

“He has erected a multitude of new offices, and sent hither swarms of officers to harass our people and to eat out their substance.”

Humm, the overreaching federal bureaucracy? Maybe the -snort- hahahaha “immigrants?”

They don’t teach the Declaration of Independence in schools because it’s obviously time to revolt against the “king” again. Dear me, we can’t let people know real stuff and think for themselves! Just keep waving the flag! America! America! Rah! Rah! Rah! Bread and circuses! It makes me sick.

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At the end of the reading of the Declaration of Independence, Laura has some thoughts that don’t apply to America anymore, the land of nearly 60,000,000 abortions since 1973.

The crowd was scattering away then, but Laura stood stock still. Suddenly she had a completely new thought. The Declaration and the song came together in her mind, and she thought: God is America’s king.

She thought: Americans won’t obey any king on earth. Americans are free. That means they have to obey their own consciences. No king bosses Pa; he has to boss himself. Why (she thought), when I am a little older, Pa and Ma will stop telling me what to do, and there isn’t anyone else who has a right to give me orders. I will have to make myself be good.

Her whole mind seemed to be lighted up by that thought. This is what it means to be free. It means, you have to be good. “Our father’s God, author of liberty—” The laws of Nature and of Nature’s God endow you with a right to life and liberty. Then you have to keep the laws of God, for God’s law is the only thing that gives you a right to be free.

An American from the 1880’s who suddenly appeared in our corrupt and festering society would wonder what the hell happened. Well, hell happened. I feel the Constitution is largely irrelevant, having been mostly covered over by the 10 Planks of Communism.


ARE Americans practicing Communism?

Read the 10 Planks of The Communist Manifesto to discover the truth and learn how to know your enemy…

Karl Marx describes in his communist manifesto, the ten steps necessary to destroy a free enterprise system and replace it with a system of omnipotent government power, so as to effect a communist socialist state. Those ten steps are known as the Ten Planks of The Communist Manifesto… The following brief presents the original ten planks within the Communist Manifesto written by Karl Marx in 1848, along with the American adopted counterpart for each of the planks. From comparison it’s clear MOST Americans have by myths, fraud and deception under the color of law by their own politicians in both the Republican and Democratic and parties, been transformed into Communists.

Another thing to remember, Karl Marx in creating the Communist Manifesto designed these planks AS A TEST to determine whether a society has become communist or not. If they are all in effect and in force, then the people ARE practicing communists.

Communism, by any other name is still communism, and is VERY VERY destructive to the individual and to the society!!

The 10 PLANKS stated in the Communist Manifesto and some of their American counterparts are…

1. Abolition of private property and the application of all rents of land to public purposes.
Americans do these with actions such as the 14th Amendment of the U.S. Constitution (1868), and various zoning, school & property taxes. Also the Bureau of Land Management (Zoning laws are the first step to government property ownership)

2. A heavy progressive or graduated income tax.
Americans know this as misapplication of the 16th Amendment of the U.S. Constitution, 1913, The Social Security Act of 1936.; Joint House Resolution 192 of 1933; and various State “income” taxes. We call it “paying your fair share”.

3. Abolition of all rights of inheritance.
Americans call it Federal & State estate Tax (1916); or reformed Probate Laws, and limited inheritance via arbitrary inheritance tax statutes.

4. Confiscation of the property of all emigrants and rebels.
Americans call it government seizures, tax liens, Public “law” 99-570 (1986); Executive order 11490, sections 1205, 2002 which gives private land to the Department of Urban Development; the imprisonment of “terrorists” and those who speak out or write against the “government” (1997 Crime/Terrorist Bill); or the IRS confiscation of property without due process. Asset forfeiture laws are used by DEA, IRS, ATF etc…).

5. Centralization of credit in the hands of the state, by means of a national bank with State capital and an exclusive monopoly.
Americans call it the Federal Reserve which is a privately-owned credit/debt system allowed by the Federal Reserve act of 1913. All local banks are members of the Fed system, and are regulated by the Federal Deposit Insurance Corporation (FDIC) another privately-owned corporation. The Federal Reserve Banks issue Fiat Paper Money and practice economically destructive fractional reserve banking.

6. Centralization of the means of communications and transportation in the hands of the State.
Americans call it the Federal Communications Commission (FCC) and Department of Transportation (DOT) mandated through the ICC act of 1887, the Commissions Act of 1934, The Interstate Commerce Commission established in 1938, The Federal Aviation Administration, Federal Communications Commission, and Executive orders 11490, 10999, as well as State mandated driver’s licenses and Department of Transportation regulations.

7. Extension of factories and instruments of production owned by the state, the bringing into cultivation of waste lands, and the improvement of the soil generally in accordance with a common plan.
Americans call it corporate capacity, The Desert Entry Act and The Department of Agriculture… Thus read “controlled or subsidized” rather than “owned”… This is easily seen in these as well as the Department of Commerce and Labor, Department of Interior, the Environmental Protection Agency, Bureau of Land Management, Bureau of Reclamation, Bureau of Mines, National Park Service, and the IRS control of business through corporate regulations.

8. Equal liability of all to labor. Establishment of industrial armies, especially for agriculture.
Americans call it Minimum Wage and slave labor like dealing with our Most Favored Nation trade partner; i.e. Communist China. We see it in practice via the Social Security Administration and The Department of Labor. The National debt and inflation caused by the communal bank has caused the need for a two “income” family. Woman in the workplace since the 1920’s, the 19th amendment of the U.S. Constitution, the Civil Rights Act of 1964, assorted Socialist Unions, affirmative action, the Federal Public Works Program and of course Executive order 11000.

9. Combination of agriculture with manufacturing industries, gradual abolition of the distinction between town and country, by a more equitable distribution of population over the country.
Americans call it the Planning Reorganization act of 1949 , zoning (Title 17 1910-1990) and Super Corporate Farms, as well as Executive orders 11647, 11731 (ten regions) and Public “law” 89-136. These provide for forced relocations and forced sterilization programs, like in China.

10. Free education for all children in public schools. Abolition of children’s factory labor in its present form. Combination of education with industrial production.
Americans are being taxed to support what we call ‘public’ schools, but are actually “government force-tax-funded schools ” Even private schools are government regulated. The purpose is to train the young to work for the communal debt system. We also call it the Department of Education, the NEA and Outcome Based “Education” . These are used so that all children can be indoctrinated and inculcated with the government propaganda, like “majority rules”, and “pay your fair share”. WHERE are the words “fair share” in the Constitution, Bill of Rights or the Internal Revenue Code (Title 26)?? NO WHERE is “fair share” even suggested !! The philosophical concept of “fair share” comes from the Communist maxim, “From each according to their ability, to each according to their need! This concept is pure socialism. … America was made the greatest society by its private initiative WORK ETHIC … Teaching ourselves and others how to “fish” to be self sufficient and produce plenty of EXTRA commodities to if so desired could be shared with others who might be “needy”… Americans have always voluntarily been the MOST generous and charitable society on the planet.

Do changing words, change the end result? … By using different words, is it all of a sudden OK to ignore or violate the provisions or intent of the Constitution of the united States of America?????

The people (politicians) who believe in the SOCIALISTIC and COMMUNISTIC concepts, especially those who pass more and more laws implementing these slavery ideas, are traitors to their oath of office and to the Constitution of the united States of America… KNOW YOUR ENEMY …Remove the enemy from within and from among us.

VOTE LIBERTARIAN, the only political party in America that still firmly supports and diligently abides by the Constitution of the united States of America.

None are more hopelessly enslaved, as those who falsely believe they are free….


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I chose this photo for this post for a reason. I hope you are now disgusted and revolted at the bankruptcy of knowledge of history and the callow ideas that take the place of true patriotism. I am a veteran, but I would never join the military today, to preserve this culture of handouts and blame. I am sick of the seemingly-mindless, ignorant flag wavers. Like magic wands, they wave the flag as if we were still “One Nation Under God.” It’s as if they think that if they wave hard enough, and yell loud enough, they won’t have to think about the idea that America may not be very free now, today. Like the frog in the pot of heating water, we have been robbed almost completely blind of the real, free America. Most of us don’t have the slightest idea that it has happened. The plan of indoctrination by public school “education”, in full force since the 1960’s, has been wildly successful. We mistake America today for a free America, and we don’t know any different. God help us.

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Excerpts From: Laura Ingalls Wilder. “Little Town on the Prairie.” HarperCollinsPublishers, 2016-02-12. iBooks.
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Uncommon Core

Back when America was great, local school boards hired and fired teachers. Laura Ingalls Wilder became a teacher at age 15. She had proved she knew the material. I bought the ebook edition of Little Town on the Prairie, so I could easily post excerpts from the book. I hope America can return to this way of education. Local people decide what they want their children to know, and then they hire the people that can teach. If it doesn’t work out, the locals fire the teacher and hire someone else.

Laura is one of the students who displays what she knows in the chapter, The School Exhibition.

Laura was not frightened. It did not seem real that she was standing in the dazzle of light, wearing her blue cashmere and reciting geography. It would be shameful to fail to answer, or to make a mistake, before all those people and Pa and Ma, but she was not frightened. It was all like a dream of being half-asleep, and all the time she was thinking, “America was discovered by Christopher Columbus—” She did not make one mistake in geography.

There was applause when that was over. Then came grammar. This was harder because there was no blackboard. It is easy enough to parse every word in a long, complex-compound sentence full of adverbial phrases, when you see the sentence written on slate or blackboard. It is not so easy to keep the whole sentence in mind and not omit a word nor so much as a comma. Still, only Nellie and Arthur made mistakes.

Once upon a time in American schools, the students didn’t need calculators. They didn’t even need paper and pencil! Note that Laura calls this short division.

Mental arithmetic was even harder. Laura disliked arithmetic. Her heart beat desperately when her turn came and she was sure she would fail. She stood amazed, hearing her voice going glibly through problems in short division. “Divide 347,264 by 16. Sixteen into 34 goes twice, put down 2 and carry 2; sixteen into 27 goes once, put down 1 and carry 11; sixteen into 112 goes seven times, put down 7 and carry naught; sixteen into 6 does not go, put down naught; sixteen into 64 goes 4 times, put down 4. Three hundred and forty-seven thousand, two hundred and sixty-four divided by sixteen equals—twenty-one thousand, seven hundred and four.”

Shame on me. I used the calculator app on my iPhone to check Laura’s answer.

Then Mr. Owen said, “Now we will listen to a review of the history of our country from its discovery to the present time, given by Laura Ingalls and Ida Wright. You may begin, Laura.”

The time had come. Laura stood up. She did not know how she got to the platform. Somehow she was there, and her voice began. “America was discovered by Christopher Columbus in 1492. Christopher Columbus, a native of Genoa in Italy, had long sought permission to make a voyage toward the west in order to discover a new route to India. At that time Spain was ruled by the united crowns of—”

Skipping three paragraphs.

Then she was really launched upon the great history of America. She told of the new vision of freedom and equality in the New World, she told of the old oppressions of Europe and of the war against tyranny and despotism, of the war for the independence of the thirteen new States, and of how the Constitution was written and these thirteen States united. Then, taking up the pointer, she pointed to George Washington.

Skipping a few more paragraphs. I’m feeling a little angry at the American history Laura knew that I didn’t. By the time I was in public schools in the 1960’s and 70’s, the Powers That Be were well progressed on their plan to make the American people too ignorant to sustain the American republic. One key is to make sure Americans do not know real American history. They must not know that it takes bravery and sacrifice to win and maintain freedom. As a young Army officer I read American history books and learned many things I had not been taught. I talked about some of these things with my boss, a retired Army Command Sergeant Major. His four combat paratrooper jumps included parachuting into Normandy on D-Day, 1944. My new American history facts were old hat to him. He had been taught these things. In public school. In the Pittsburg, Pennsylvania area. In the 1930’s and 1940’s. I was angry — and still am angry — that someone decided I didn’t need to know between 75% and 90% of what it really took — and takes — to make American freedom work. I looked in my children’s textbooks in the 1990’s and 2000’s. What they were taught wouldn’t have even been a decent coloring book of the 1930’s and 40’s. I really fear that as a nation, we are too ignorant of history to sustain the republic. God help us. He is the only solution.

Then came Monroe, who dared to tell all the older, stronger nations and their tyrants never again to invade the New World. Andrew Jackson went down from Tennessee and fought the Spanish and took Florida, then the honest United States paid Spain for it. In 1820 came hard times; all the banks failed, all business stopped, all the people were out of work and starving.

Skipping more paragraphs.

She laid down the pointer and bowed in the stillness. A loud crash of applause almost made her jump out of her skin. The noise grew louder and louder until she felt as if she must push against it to reach her seat. It did not stop even when at last she reached her place beside Ida and weakly sat down. It went on until Mr. Owen stopped it.

What happened the next day is told in the next chapter, Unexpected in December. Two men stop by Laura’s home.

“Lew Brewster, here, is looking for a teacher for the new school they are starting in their district. He came in to the School Exhibition last night. He figures that Laura’s the teacher they want, and I tell him he can’t do better.”

A few paragraphs later the county superintendent comes to her house.

The knock came at the door. Ma opened it. A large man, with a pleasant face and friendly manner, told her that he was Williams, the county superintendent.

“So you’re the young lady that wants a certificate!” he said to Laura. “There’s not much need to give you an examination. I heard you last night. You answered all the questions. But I see your slate and pencil on the table, so we might as well go over some of it.”

They sat together at the table. Laura worked examples in arithmetic, she spelled, she answered questions in geography. She read Marc Antony’s oration on the death of Caesar. She felt quite at home with Mr. Williams while she diagrammed sentences on her slate and rapidly parsed them.

Skipping ahead.

“There is no need to examine you in history,” he said. “I heard your review of history last night. I will cut your grades a little for I must not give you more than a third grade certificate until next year. May I have the use of pen and ink?” he asked Ma.

“They are here at the desk,” Ma showed him.

He sat at Pa’s desk and spread a blank certificate on it. For moments there was no sound but the faint scratch of his sleeve on the paper as he wrote. He wiped the pen-point on the wiper, corked the ink bottle again, and stood up.

“There you are, Miss Ingalls,” he said. “Brewster asked me to tell you that the school opens next Monday. He will come for you Saturday or Sunday, depending on the looks of the weather. You know it is twelve miles south of town?”

“Yes, sir. Mr. Brewster said so,” Laura replied.

“Well, I wish you good luck,” he said cordially.

“Thank you, sir,” Laura answered.

When he had said good day to Ma and gone, they read the certificate.


That’s how it was done, back in the day. Local people decided what they wanted their children to know. Then they hired and fired teachers to teach their children. May those days return!


Excerpts From: Laura Ingalls Wilder. “Little Town on the Prairie.” HarperCollinsPublishers, 2016-02-12. iBooks.
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On Taking Tests on Computers

I was a phenomenal test-taker in high school and college. It was the 1970’s and early 1980’s. Tests were taken exclusively on paper. Some people say they are bad at taking tests. I was good. I would read the whole test first, quickly, to get a general idea of how difficult it was, and to get an idea of how quickly I would have to pace myself. I would specifically look for related questions and answers. I would also choose how to work the test, and I would often choose to start at the back and work forward.

I had a “concentration position” I would get into when I started a page of questions. Elbows on the desk beside the bottom corners of the test page, thumbs in my ears to block sound, palms of my hands like blinders on a horse bridle blocking everything to the right and left of my desk, fingers touching on my forehead like a short-billed baseball cap. Free of as many distractions as possible, I would concentrate and try to answer all the questions on the page before starting to write. If I couldn’t answer them all, I’d start on one I thought I knew, confident my brain was working behind the scenes on the rest. It was not uncommon for me to get a flash of understanding, and change the answers of several questions — from wrong to right I would learn when the tests were handed back.

40 years later I understand what was going on. Quite often the material the teacher presented prior to the test had not “gelled” into a solid understanding in my mind. The material was somewhat misunderstood by me. It was not well sorted and collated. The facts that should have woven themselves into a beautiful tapestry of understanding were as yet separate, snarled threads. Then the teacher would present a test on the material. He or she was in fact saying, “The proper understanding of the material we covered is indeed contained in the right answers to these questions.” In my process of taking the test as a whole I was, in fact, learning the material. In the, “If this, then this and that,” and the, “Ah ha!” moments I was unsnarling the twisty threads and weaving them into the gorgeous cloth of full understanding. I was sorting, collating and understanding the material. The test was the best learning process. In class I had been presented with lumber, concrete and nails. In the test itself I built the building, I finally put all the pieces together. It was not unusual for me to begin a test having only a “B” or “C” understanding. After the test I’d have an “A.”

Using these “test mining” techniques, as a high school senior I placed 3rd in a regional math contest, and 1st in a regional chemistry contest. I was a good test taker. No, I was a great test taker. A phenomenal test taker.

Aside: Is being good at taking tests, somehow cheating? No. Life since college has been filled with situations where the “correct answer” was determined from inferences of the relationships among many sub-situations. My ability to test well meant I performed well in many of life’s “tests.”

In my 50’s, fed up with the Washington, DC beltway-bandit culture, I returned to South Dakota and real life. Eventually I decided to become a welder and applied to Western Dakota Tech in Rapid City, SD. It was an ill fit from the first day. To begin with, they were apparently unfamiliar with The South Dakota School of Mines & Technology, part of the same higher educational system, the place I had received my B.S. in Computer Science in 1982, and almost within sight of WDT. “I just want to weld.” “We need copies of all your educational transcripts.” “Have you heard of SDSM&T, just that-a-way a bit? Punch it up on your computer. I bet you find the State of South Dakota already has everything about me.” “No, we need copies of everything. We have our policies, and like the Ten Commandments Moses carried down from the mount, they cannot be violated.”

WDT insisted I take an English class. I offered to teach one, saying it might be good for young students to learn from someone who has read resumes and made hiring decisions from them. I said I had given presentations to high-ranking Army officers, including one General, so my teaching on presentations would be based on experience. I said in my last English class, as a 2nd Lieutenant at Ft. Bliss, we were taught that sometimes it is ok to lie. “Dear Mr. & Mrs. Doe, Your late son was a dirt bag who rarely followed orders exactly. His failure to follow simple instructions got himself and three other soldiers killed this morning. I’m glad he’s dead. But I am extremely sorry he caused others to die needlessly. Sincerely, …” No, don’t write the truth. Write: “Dear Mr. & Mrs. Doe, Your late son was a true hero and will be missed greatly. He was an outstanding soldier …”

Nope. I was to be an English student, not an English teacher. It was extremely vital that I (re)learn how to write a resume! I was assured of a fact that is just as true as Pi is approximately equal to 3.14159. The fact: All WDT students are exactly the same! The one-size-fits-all instruction was decreed by God’s boss’s boss! They might repeal the law of gravity someday, but the hallowed policies on which WDT was founded can never, ever change!

Sitting seething in a chair outside the admin office, boiling angry at having been born when Ike was president but classified with those who, possibly, couldn’t identify him in a police lineup, I texted my two adult children: “Your total hatrid of unnecessary bureaucratic bullshit is 100% inherited. From me.”

But the worst part of the whole groveling, humiliating process of being granted admission to WDT was the test they made me take on the computer. First a little background. I was injured in Army training, and am a permanently-disabled veteran. The government pays me a small amount every month for my trouble. For over 20 years I have had pain that occasionally has made me need to use a wheelchair. The type of chair I can use is very important. All my recent vehicles have been seats comfortable for someone 6’3″ and 250#s, with wheels and an engine. I’m writing this from a $375 “tall person” chair. It’s good for about 8 hours. I have a $1000 desk chair I can do 16 hours in comfortably. The worst part of visiting someone’s home, or a long dinner out, is the pre-knowledge that, in 30 to 45 minutes, I’ll be thinking about little other than how damn uncomfortable I am.

The second bit of background is my knowledge of the importance of good computer monitors. I spent about 30 years writing software. If I’m going to apply for a job writing software I want to see the equipment they provide for their programmers. If the monitors are small and in the eye strain class, I know I don’t want to work there. Management is ignorant and clueless — and probably proud of it.

WDT insisted I take a math test on the computer. My transcripts showed three semesters of calculus, differential equations, and three semesters of statistics, and that didn’t mean squat to them. “If you ignore what’s on my transcripts, why do you need them?” “At WDT, prospective students are to be seen, not heard.”

They took me to the computer. I looked in near horror at the tiny, wobbly chair in front of the computer. I knew I was but 10 minutes away from wanting to stab pencils in my leg to have a different flavor pain to think about. Then I looked at the monitor, and the sense of horror changed to near rage. When that piece-of-shit CRT was new I wouldn’t have made Hitler’s ugliest and meanest dog use it! Made for and marketed to the don’t-know-any-better class of Walmart shoppers, it shipped straight from the factory with extremely noticeable edge distortion and the 60 Hz flicker some of us perceive with our straining eyes. Having apparently been dropped several times in its way-too-long-life, the mask inside the CRT had shifted, resulting in fuzzy-rendered letters everywhere on the screen. My reading glasses only changed the character of the unreadability.

“I’m a great test taker,” I told myself. “Despite the odds against me, I can do this!”

Nope. WDT in essence, lied. They told me I was to take “a test.” They lied. The software did not allow me to view the test as a whole. I could only start with question one, answer it, then move on to question two, answer it, move to question three, and so on. I could accidentally hit “B” when I meant to hit “C” but not be able to go back and fix my typo. I was not permitted to get a “30,000-foot view” of the whole test. I could not “get inside the heads” of the person or people who wrote the test, to get an idea of how they wrote their questions — something critical to test-taking IMO. And as time went by, I had no way to gage my progress. I had no way to know if I was 10% done, 50% done, or 99.44% done. It was a horrible experience.

WDT lied. I did not take one test. If I had taken just one test, I know I would have changed some answers. It’s somewhat difficult to do, but even a math test can have ambiguous questions. In later questions the test author’s or authors’ slant became clearer. If it had been one test, I would have gone back and changed some answers. I had gotten inside their heads and better understood what common English words mean to them, in specific context. But despite WDT’s opinion, I did not take “a test.” I took a whole flock of stand-alone, completely independent tests. As I was taking the test, excuse me, tests, there was no one of whom to ask questions. The test, I mean tests, had rolled downhill from somewhere. Drenched in perfection, no one could ever possibly question its clarity. No question was ambiguous. Or so I was told. They lied. Anything humans do can be unclear to someone else. Many questions, if you read them with 30 years experience telling computers exactly what to do, if you have been trained to think in true/false, yes/no, 1/0, on/off, are very subtly of this nature: “A dog has three or four legs. True or false?” The correct answer depends entirely on what the author had in mind when he or she wrote the question.

I have no idea how long the test — excuse me, tests — were. My back, butt and legs said there were about a million individual tests. My aching old-man bladder put the number at a billion, three-hundred and twelve million, give or take six.

It was horrible.

I came out of that experience convinced no child or adult should ever be subjected to taking a test — or tests — on a computer. I am a nerd’s nerd. I have all the following working equipment: Desktop PC, laptop PC, Mac desktop, Mac laptop, two iPads, two iPhones, iPod, Android phone, and Android tablet. I would 10,000 times rather take a test on paper than on any electronic device. There is no electronic device with which my “concentration position” works as well as it does with plain old paper. When I take a test, I want it to be a learning experience. I want to look at the test from 30,000 feet, to gain insight into the author’s bias, to see the level of effort needed, the pace I need to maintain. I want the test to be a learning opportunity. As I assimilate and understand the material, I want the ability to go back and change answers — “Oh! That’s what that meant. I get it now!” And I want to know if I need to take a pee break. Compared to taking a test on paper, taking a test on a computer should occur only as a result of having been found guilty of a significant felony, like murder or treason, by a jury of one’s peers.

If I were king of America’s educational system, I would immediately implement these three decrees.

First, all tests will be on paper. “But the teachers will have too much to do, grading all those tests!” I agree.

Second, no teacher will spend over, say, four hours per week on testing. To my mind, I think we have proved that the ability to regurgitate “facts” of questionable authenticity and dubious applicability, has almost nothing to do with students learning the skill of critical thinking. Endless testing, testing, testing comes straight from hell.

Third, I would disband the US Department of Education, and encourage all The Several States to likewise disband their propaganda bureaucracies. If we have conclusively proved one thing with this idea of ever-increasing bureaucracy over education, it is this. The further removed a teacher is from being hired or fired by the parents of the students in his or her class, the worse is the educational result.

On ‘Snowflakes’

We older Americans decided we wanted the “Snowflake Generation.”

Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.
Proverbs 22:6 KJV

Either on purpose, or by standing by and doing nothing, we chose to have the reality-impaired “Snowflake Generation.”

Snowflakes’ behavior is largely what they were taught. Shame on us older Americans, who allowed the public education system to rot into teaching lies and fantasy. IMO the only real difference between the “Greatest Generation” that fought WWII and the “Snowflake Generation” that seems bound and determined to destroy the Republic, is what they were taught. Shame on us! God is not mocked. We are reaping exactly what we sowed.

Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.
Galatians 6:7 KJV

What can we do about it now?

If the foundations be destroyed, what can the righteous do?
Psalm 11:3 KJV

We can repent.

If my people, which are called by my name, shall humble themselves, and pray, and seek my face, and turn from their wicked ways; then will I hear from heaven, and will forgive their sin, and will heal their land.
2 Chronicles 7:14 KJV

We can pray. This Prayer for America takes the gloves off.

Are you following God's plan for your life? 
   You should.
      Your plan sucks.
      It really, really sucks.
      Suckage Maximus.

Most people are WRONG! WRONG! WRONG!

Jesus is coming.
   Are you ready to meet Him?
   Give your life to Jesus Christ.
   Time is running out.

The Wright Brothers Were Dirtbags


My first try at being in business for myself was a disaster. Among many mistakes were my spending too much time and money with lawyers, carefully protecting items that did not, as yet, actually exist. I’m not advocating being stupid law-wise. I’m saying that my balance of making products and protecting those products was way, way off. With the clarity of 400/20 hindsight, I should have done more of how I’m currently working: I’m working on making a useful product, and I’m mostly trusting God to handle marketing and accounts-receivable.  😉  He is indeed the Senior Partner.

The blessing of the LORD brings wealth, without painful toil for it.
‭‭Proverbs‬ ‭10:22‬ ‭NIV‬‬

WWI Bomber

About 7 years ago I had an opportunity to make a presentation on what a person about 50 years old, living in the mid-1930’s, would have thought of flight in general, and the Wright Brothers in particular. These people grew up “pre-flight” and would have an interesting take on the technological progress of their times. First-flight was done with a flimsy, slow, kite-like contraption, that didn’t fly very well or very far. By WWI, mere years later, the belligerents were flying bombers whose wingspans compared well to the total distance of the first flight. By the end of the 1930’s the NAZIs set a speed record with an experimental version of their fabulous ME-109 fighter. Last time I checked, that record still stood. It must have been a wondrous experience to have achieved age 50 in, say, 1934, if one had any interest in flight!

An aside: I have never been able to make up my own mind which changed the world more, the transistor or the airplane. The airplane shrunk the world. One can now travel to the other side of the world in hours instead of weeks. The transistor enabled the lightning-speed connected world we live in today. I can argue either side.

I dove into the research. I was stunned to come to the realization I could sum up the Wright Brothers’ lives in a single, comma-filled, unflattering sentence:

After “inventing” heavier-than-air flight only by their very narrow definition of it, Orville and Wilber Wright essentially wasted the rest of their lives, choosing to spend much of their energies in protecting their product, instead of using their rare talents of invention and engineering for the betterment of mankind.

Ouch! Stuff that in your history book and smoke it!

My research “killed” my childhood heroes, Wilbur and Orville Wright. Almost everyone knows the Wright Bro’s made a wind tunnel and corrected the calculations of lift. I remember being taught that. Did you know those slimy bastards never shared that corrected data with the people who sent it to them? Worldwide, there was a community of very smart people making substantial progress solving the “impossible” problem of heavier-than-air controlled flight. The community freely shared information. Except for WOW. Or OWW, perhaps more appropriately. With OWW, really good information was Hotel California. Important info could check out, but it could never, never leave. Dirtbags.

For 10 months I lived about 35 miles from their museum in Ohio. I never bothered to visit it. The selfish dirtbags. First in flight? Nah, first in fraud.

Sons of a preacher and the inventors of flight – so I was taught – had childhood me assuming they were playing harps in heaven. Now I’m not so sure. My research showed way, way more “Good Business” than “Good Fruit.”

“Watch out for false prophets. They come to you in sheep’s clothing, but inwardly they are ferocious wolves. By their fruit you will recognize them. Do people pick grapes from thornbushes, or figs from thistles? Likewise, every good tree bears good fruit, but a bad tree bears bad fruit. A good tree cannot bear bad fruit, and a bad tree cannot bear good fruit. Every tree that does not bear good fruit is cut down and thrown into the fire. Thus, by their fruit you will recognize them.”
Matthew‬ ‭7:15-20‬ ‭NIV‬‬

Enough about OWW. Research for yourself if you think me in error. I admit – I am hyper-sensitive to what I consider their errors, because I have done the same things.

This, I believe, is a true one-line summary of my first try in business.

Apart from me you can do nothing.
John‬ ‭15:5‬ ‭NIV‬‬

Speaking of one-line summaries, what would they truthfully carve on your tombstone today? Is it towards, “LOVED GOD, FAMILY & MANKIND”, or is it more like, “CHOSE HELL”?

Are you following God's plan for your life? 
   You should.
      Your plan sucks.
      It really, really sucks.
      Suckage Maximus.

Most people are WRONG! WRONG! WRONG!

Jesus is coming.
   Are you ready to meet Him?
   Give your life to Jesus Christ.
   Time is running out.

Adolescence v Maturity


Adolescence is the time in life one is painfully aware of one’s own shortcomings and limitations, combined with a deep-rooted feeling that these defects are so extreme they must be consuming the thoughts of those around. The big, flashing “L” for “Loser” on the forehead, though invisible, is keenly felt. For some as-yet unknown reason, this causes those so afflicted to want to cluster into groups that take their cues from each other in matters of thought, behavior and appearance. Membership in the group is so important! As Earl Nightingale put it, “They’re not playing follow the leader. They’re playing follow the follower!”

It’s a wonder any of us survived.  😉

Maturity is the realization that these limitations are indeed strengths. In Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein, and in a great many science fiction books and movies, we are presented with an extremely high-achieving (often evil) genius who accomplishes mind-blowing feats solely on his own efforts. He often has minor assistance from a robot or an Eye-gore who worships him. To me, this just shows that fallen man has the desire to parrot Lucifer’s declarations to the Almighty: “F*ck you, God. I don’t need You, and I don’t need anyone else!” Deliberately and with malice of forethought, the creation rejects the purpose for which it was created. It will suffer the consequences.

Maturity is the realization that the limitations, keenly identified in adolescence, are indeed strengths. We realize we are meant to work together. We realize that three people with complementary skills can accomplish more than sixty people determined to work solo. We willingly throw our strengths to a common goal, and let our inabilities be trumped by others’ abilities. We take our place in the body.

Happy Father’s Day to those to which it applies, and who wish to receive the blessing.

Are you following God's plan for your life? 
   You should.
      Your plan sucks.
      It really, really sucks.
      Suckage Maximus.

Most people are WRONG! WRONG! WRONG!

Jesus is coming.
   Are you ready to meet Him?
   Give your life to Jesus Christ.
   Time is running out.

George Washington Carver

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I believe every school child in America should study and understand the life of George Washington Carver. Though the man never even knew his birthday, his life has had a profound impact for good on mine. In a modern history book the author penned the opinion that GWC’s life counted for little, that his discoveries on the uses of the components of peanuts and other plants are now technologically moot. That blind, gnat-straining, camel-swallowing fool! George’s main contributions were to show people – by living example – how they should behave, and how they can put feet under their beliefs. GWC is rather forgotten today. I would like to see him return to his rightful place in American history.

GWC taught an entire generation to do the best with whatever they had. I am very good at making useful items from things most people throw away. Thank you, George, for encouraging me to try to think creatively.

George couldn’t be bought. He never got around to cashing many of his paychecks. In the nineteen-teens he turned down a six-figure offer to work in industry, believing God wanted him to continue teaching in the poor south. I believe money is a good tool, but a cruel master. Thank you, George, for helping me think this way.

George was a true scientist. He approached his work with the attitude and prayer, “Mr. Creator, what are you trying to teach me today?” His students knew that was the source of his great accomplishments. Without this focus on the eternal, man creates leaded gasoline, CFCs, Chernobyl and Fukushima. I believe much of “science” is directly inspired by principalities and powers of spiritual wickedness. For example, I believe compact fluorescent light bulbs are demonically-inspired hand grenades to spread deadly mercury in the environment. Any thinking person knows these bulbs break when dropped, explode in fires, get smashed in tornadoes, and will simply be thrown in the trash by many lazy Americans, to put mercury in the groundwater. No thinking person who expects to give an account of his or her life to the Almighty could ever be a party to the destruction of the earth by compact fluorescent light bulbs. Science must be done in partnership with God. Science without God is deadly. Thank you, GWC, for showing me how I should begin each workday.

George could crochet. He taught me it’s ok for a man to like flowers and other “girl things.”

George had no ego. He bragged about the accomplishments of those under him. Taking his cue, I made it a habit to discuss the achievements of those under me to my boss, while all parties were present. I was to discover this is perhaps the single greatest motivational technique anyone can use – brag about what people do right! Thanks, George, I couldn’t have done it without you!

I won’t take the time to discuss George’s musical talents and how he used them. Sadly, I haven’t done much with my musical talent. While I own a piano, a flute, two guitars, and can carry a tune in a bucket if it has a tight, well-fitting lid, I mostly only play mp3’s. Musical instruments are my exercise stepper in the corner of the bedroom, unused except as a clothes rack.

When the Almighty plays back the tape of my life, there are many events I’m looking forward to seeing again. One happened on my family’s automobile journey from Ft. Bliss, Texas, to Ft. Gordon, Georgia, while I was in the Army. Though a few miles off the direct route, we detoured to visit the GWC museum. Being rather pressed for time, I herded my family from display to display, often giving soliloquies on details not mentioned. We left. My mind being what it is, I reviewed the tour in detail while continuing the trip to Ft. Gordon. I was surprised to realize I had received wondering stares. I am not racist. I have been known to be able to recall all kinds of details about a person, except for skin color. It took me some time to realize they don’t get many 6′ 3″ lilly-white-dude visitors with curator-grade knowledge of my friend, George Washington Carver. I was like a white unicorn to their eyes.

Are you following God's plan for your life? 
   You should.
      Your plan sucks.
      It really, really sucks.
      Suckage Maximus.

Most people are WRONG! WRONG! WRONG!

Jesus is coming.
   Are you ready to meet Him?
   Give your life to Jesus Christ.
   Time is running out.