Introduction: As we have noted, Esther is displaying a high level of courage, coupled with a shrewd understanding of the two men she is dealing with. One of them is her husband, the king, and the other ...
The Burden of Proof Lies with the Accuser
“If I give a cup of cold water in Jesus’ name, it might be that I am showboating, or revealing my latent Pelagianism, or simply imitating Jesus. Before undertaking any obedience, I must prove to myself that what I am doing is true imitation of Christ and not false, but accusations from outside need to demonstrate the existence of the problem. It not enough to demonstrate that this is a situation that might involve this sin.”
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Content Cluster [06-18-26]
When Your Dessert Is Happy to See You: Open Autumn Road: More here. A Song I Really Like for Some Reason: And With a Belt: HT: Samuel Cherubin: Sergei Kuleshov Featured Product: The Pink Spiders of Empathy:Although I was not the instigator of the empathy wars, not me, I was there when things started heating …
Whither?
“What this boils down to is that the camel is all gone, and we still can’t find the gnat.”
From Trash World to Even Trashier, Nazi Chic, and the Immanent Frame
Introduction: The very newest n-word, like we needed another one, is Nazi. More than a few disillusioned young people have given up on the founding myth of the secular post-war consensus—and ...
Whatever Is in the Pipes
“I do write in a particular way. I think in metaphors, and whenever I open the spigot, what comes out is whatever was in the pipes. But bright yellow metaphors and incarnadine similes are not the same thing as snark. Writing in an interesting way is not the same thing as sarcasm.”
Letters Fully Junified
Letter to the Editor: Could you please cash out what a general strike, as you suggested, would look like? What steps would need to be taken specifically? What is needed? How do you do it? ...
The Cave Syndrome
“The point that Kevin makes here is what I call the Cave of Adullam phenomenon. Back in the day, we ran a magazine for about twenty-five years (Credenda/Agenda). It was about forty pages of teaching on family, church life, the civil magistrate, eschatology, and so on. Near the back was one page we called the Cave of Adullam, which was dedicated to skewering what we called the ‘regnant follies.’ We would also occasionally horse around in the masthead, or in an editorial up front, but in the main the bulk of the magazine was clothed and in its right mind. But what would happen is that people would get the magazine, turn immediately to the Cave, read it with a guilty chuckle or two, spend the rest of the evening being harangued by their conscience, and then write us a concerned letter about our writing habits—when they really ought to have been more concerned about their reading habits. This is called reading all the snark and ignoring the rest. This is called picking all the bacon bits out of the salad, and then complaining about the paucity of greens” ().
Belfast Blues
Introduction: Riots recently erupted in Northern Ireland in the aftermath of an attempted beheading, when a Sudanese immigrant attacked an Irishman with a knife. Thing had already been tense ...







