What Floats This Little Boat

So I have been blogging for a number of years now. I have largely figured out the writing and posting part, but honestly, between us girls, I am still figuring out the analytics part. But I have gotten to the point where I can at least make out what is generally going on. When I look at the back end, I can see a lot more of what is happening than can be ascertained from the comments. My comments thread is like that little girl in the poem.

There was a girl who had a curl
Right in the middle of her forehead.
When she was good, she was very, very good
And when she was bad she was horrid.

Anyhow, as part of our program of transparency with you, our shareholders, I thought I would share which posts have made the biggest splashes over the years. Letterman-like, I will count down through the top ten. For those who like to take note of such things, two of the top ten were open letters, and two of them were “7 Reasons Why” posts.

Not surprisingly, the 10^th spot belongs, not to a post, but to a page. That is “About the Proprietor.” Okay, so folks wander in for any number of reasons, mutter something like “what the heck?” and click on that About feature.

Number 9 was entitled “A Nine-Pound Sledge in the Freezer” and was a response to one of the Planned Parenthood exposure videos. Those videos do not cease to amaze me, and one of the things that amazes me the most is the Planned Parenthood has weathered it (thus far) with their funding intact. But also keep in mind the fact that the Republican leadership in Congress would have trouble getting unanimity from their feckless moderates if the vote were to cut the COLA adjustments for the Nazgul.

Next was a post explaining “7 Reasons Why a Trump Administration Might Be a Good Thing.” This was put up some months before the election, when the good citizens of Mayberry were trying to get their minds around how Hunter S. Thompson might possibly become their mayor. Well, he has, and things have gone better than expected. Let’s be honest here.

Coming in at Number 7 was an inoffensive bit of sociology, in which I explored how and why Christian women are prettier. The level of response to this one was a bit surprising. The fact of a response was not, but the levels were pretty hot. We live in strange times. Fully 23% of our GDP is spent on women making themselves attractive for men, and the men are required to be fully appreciative, but under no circumstances are they permitted to make any comparative evaluations. Not even in the interest of Science and Theology, which were of course my chief concern.

We also live in a time when we are being pelted with one outrage after another from the ruling elites, and so the next post was an exhortation to Christian parents following the Obergefell decision. Referring to our nation-wide State Indoctrination Network (SIN), this post was entitled “Tolle, Leg It.” Come out from among them, and be ye separate.

Also related to Obergefell was the resistance of a certain clerk in Kentucky, Kim Davis, who refused to issue marriage licenses to manifestly unqualified applicants. A lot of Christians who are sound on what marriage ought to be are not so sound on what church/state relations should be, and so there has been no little confusion in skirmishes like this one. And so Number 5 was an exposition of all that—“In Which I Paint with Some Bright Yellow Colors.”

Also in the category of same-sexery, Matthew Vines published a list of 40 questions for those Christians who find themselves in the “non-affirming” category. I undertook to answer his questions. That can be found here.

Number 3 was an “Open Letter to an Angry Husband.” I am glad for this, because the only ideology I hate more than feminism is Marxism, and some have gotten the idea (because of unrelenting propaganda from the feminists) that because I am so anti-feminist, I must have some kind of thing about ”women.” Hostility to the sisterhood must be misogyny. But, no. Women are the crown of creation. But the worst things often come from the best, and great gifts corrupted are awful afflictions. So I was happy to leave off attacking one abuse of women (feminism) in order to attack a different kind of abuse.

When the vice-president, a honorable and upright man, compromised through his support of the president’s acceptance of the LGBTQ foolishness, I wrote him an open letter pleading with him to reconsider it. That letter is here, and it is number 2.

And then, coming in at Number 1, somewhat surprisingly, was this one. I wrote up seven reasons why young men should marry before their 23^rd birthday. Boy, did that strike a nerve. For those who are interested in raw numbers, and not just relative placement, this post was accessed by 48,863 people. Let us hope that two/thirds of them were single young men.

So there you are. Thanks for reading, and thanks for all the return visits.