Why I Fear for Our Future

Much more eloquently than I ever could, Thomas Sowell explains why I am afraid for our future (and by “our", I mean America and the rest of western civilization):

From Point of No Return? by Thomas Sowell

What kind of people provide a market for videotaped beheadings of innocent hostages? What kind of people would throw an old man in a wheelchair off a cruise liner into the sea, simply because he was Jewish? What kind of people would fly planes into buildings to vent their hate at the cost of their own lives?

These are the kinds of people we are talking about getting nuclear weapons. And what of ourselves?

Do we understand that the world will never be the same after hate-filled fanatics gain the ability to wipe whole American cities off the face of the earth? Do we still imagine that they can be bought off, as Israel was urged to buy them off with “land for peace” — a peace that has proved to be wholly illusory?

Oh, take a few minutes and read the whole thing — this man has a clear, strong voice, and his head is screwed on perfectly straight…

Then help me make sure that we don’t get ever let a Kerry, Dean, Pelosi, Reid, Kennedy, Chaffee or any other spineless moonbat into a position of power in this country…

Cartoon of the Day

I ran across this little graphic in this evening’s perusal of the news.

I give you fair warning: put down any hot drinks you’re holding, and be sure that your mouth is empty before you click on the thumbnail to enlarge the image at right.

But don’t miss it!

New Moon

A half hour or so before sunrise this morning, I walked outside and saw the most beautiful new moon I’ve ever seen. I wasn’t even aware that it was time for a new moon, so I was taken completely by surprise; a very nice surprise.

It was low in our northeast sky, just above (from my perspective) the mountains that form the northern wall around Lawson Valley. The mountains were hiding the brightening, pre-dawn sky from me, leaving the very, very thin crescent of the new moon hanging in very dark blue, almost black, sky. Just a few degrees above and to the east of the new moon was Venus, shining very brightly. In fact, Venus was quite a bit brighter than the moon — which tells you a lot about just how skinny that crescent was.

I don’t know how you could make a new moon any better. At least, not without invoking magic…