Homo-Tyranny....
And Me

Dateline: 24 July 2015





This blog is self-described as “one man’s ruminations about faith, family and livin’ the good life.” What you are about to read is something of a divergence from my usual agrarian discussions, but it fits perfectly within the stated focus of this blog.

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Last month’s U.S. Supreme Court decision in favor of homosexual marriage was a cultural bombshell, to say the least.  The ramifications of the court’s actions will be wide ranging and harsh. Those who once claimed victimhood and oppression will now become the oppressors, and they will pursue their victims with a vengeance.

Homosexual activists are brutal people. If you doubt it, and if you have the stomach for it, simply read the comments of homosexual activists at one of their online discussion groups. Or, if you have the backbone, simply disagree with their activism. Then you’ll find out.

Back in 2011 the elected clerk in a small town near me refused to issue a marriage license to a homosexual couple. When she did not issue the license, based on her religious beliefs about the sin of homosexuality, the activist forces focused their harassing foul language and threats at her. It was intense. 

She was up for reelection. The activists put their own candidate on the ballot. There was a debate at Wells College between the clerk and her gay-backed challenger. I went to the debate  along with a few friends. It was civil. She held her own. I was impressed.

A few days later, I created a web site/blog for the woman. I mailed a post card to every registered voter in the town, letting them know about the web site. A friend helped me with the cost of the mailing. You can see the web site At This Link.

Rose Belforti won that election (and she is still the town clerk). She would have won it even without my web site, but she was thankful for what I did. When the powerfully intimidating forces of homosexual activism are focused on you, you are thankful for anyone who will stand by your side.

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Forget all this talk about how homosexuals love each other and should be able to get married. Homosexuality isn’t about love. It’s about perverted sex. It’s about sin. 

At first, the activists wanted civil unions. Then they wanted marriage. Marriage was instituted by God. The activists want to sanctify their sin by taking marriage for themselves. 

The activists should be ashamed of themselves, but they have no shame. Only pride.

The definition of marriage was clear for centuries. But not any more. What is the definition now? 

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I don’t believe homosexual activism is all about equal rights. I believe a great deal of it is about having access to children in order to indoctrinate them into a perverted, self-destructive lifestyle.

When I hear of homosexual curriculums in the government schools, it makes my blood boil. Homosexual activists are now invited into the schools! Those who do this sort of activism are wolves after prey. 

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I could have been a homosexual. The influence was there in my young, impressionable years. When I have written in the past that getting out of suburbia (moving into a rural setting) in my teenage years was the best thing that ever happened to me, it has multiple meanings. 

Predatory homosexual child abusers live amongst us. They know that young boys go through a period of sexual vulnerability, when they are easily seduced.

When the media and government schools continually celebrate homosexuality, they serve as co-conspirators to prepare and deliver innocent children into the hands of the sexual predator wolves.

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I have three grown sons. When they were young, they did not go to sleep-overs. Never. I wouldn’t allow it. I was adamant that none of them would go to sleep-overs until they were well into their teens. Nothing good ever came from a sleep-over. That was my experience.

Marlene didn’t understand. The mothers who called her, asking if one of our young sons could come for a sleep-over didn’t understand. “What do I tell them?” Marlene would ask me. "Tell them Herrick doesn’t allow sleep-overs." Period. And that’s what she did.

We never left our young children in the care of anyone except my parents or Marlene’s parents. 

Though I was a Boy Scout as a kid, I did not direct my sons into Scouts.

We did not hand our children over to the government school to be indoctrinated. They were home schooled (one son went to a Christian school for two years).

Overprotective? Call it what you will. I call it being a responsible parent. 

Listen to the testimonies of men who have come out of the homosexual lifestyle. A large percentage of them were sexually abused when they were young. The percentage is even higher among lesbians.

The predators are all around us. They don't look like wolves. They are usually nice, smiling, helpful people on the outside, but their hearts are given to wickedness. It isn’t about love. It’s about the sexual gratification of the predators.

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The supreme court homosexual marriage decision last month was just another victory for the predators. Now they are armed with new legislative force to go after any adult who isn’t on board with their predations; who sees through their veneer of respectability; who understands their wickedness.

Primarily, they will pursue the Christians among us who assert that homosexuality is a morally reprehensible sin.

It has already started, of course. The activists are rabid God haters. They have reprobate minds. Since they can not strike at God, they will use the force of law as a weapon to punish any Christian or Christian organization that believes what God says about homosexuality, anyone who refuses to endorse or enable the homosexual juggernaut.

We are about to see the rise of homo-tyranny, which is just another word for persecution.

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I was upset with the Supreme Court decision. I decided that I would do something about it. I felt strongly that I should start a web site called HomoTyranny Tracker.

The objective of the web site would be to aggregate internet news stories every day (sort of like The Drudge Report does). Every story would be about an incident of homo-tyranny. I bought the domain, HomoTyranny.com.

I established the web site exactly seven days after the Supreme Court decision. It was my objective from the start to get the site set up and post to it for a couple of weeks, without telling anyone about it. Then I would evaluate the idea and see if I should proceed, before letting the world know. 

But I only operated the site for five days, and stopped. I realized that I just don’t have the time needed to devote to the project. 

But I still like the idea. Somebody needs to chronicle the rise of homo-tyranny.

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The web site is unfinished. I intended to have sidebar links to a couple of YouTube videos made by people who have come out of the homosexual lifestyle. Like This One.

Contrary to modern cultural brainwashing, I don’t believe that people are born as homosexuals. People are born with a sin nature; with a proclivity to do sinful things. 

When people who are inclined by nature to do sinful things, pursue those things, they find there is a degree of pleasure in them. But the pleasure is fleeting. And so often, they are caught in the snare.

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Homosexuality is what I would call a “bear-trap sin.” When a person gives themselves over to the sin, it latches onto them and doesn’t let go. You can point out the bear trap, and they will deny it’s existence. Or they will insist that it is something they like.

But most men who are snared in the bear-trap of sodomy are tortured souls; they are miserable. What was once fun and exciting and pleasurable becomes a living hell. That is the frequent testimony of many who have repented of their homosexuality.

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A common refrain among many homosexuals (when they are being honest) is expressed with anger and exasperation: “Do you think I want to be like this!?” 

Well, of course not. Nobody in their right mind, if presented with the ugly truth about homosexuality, would want anything to do with it.

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There are, as you know, lots of so-called Christian churches that condone homosexuality. And more will join them in the days ahead. I dare say, most so-called Christian churches will bow their knees to their homosexual liege, pledging fealty to whom allegiance and service is expected…. or else. 

Those who fear God more than man, who dare to point to homosexuality and declare it sinful, will be a minority. But those who fear God and honor His law have always been a minority.

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It is not love to tell a person in bondage to the sin of homosexuality (or any other sin) that Jesus loves them just the way they are.

Love sees the bear trap for what it is, tells its victim the truth, and offers to help get it off.

When Jesus walked this earth, he hung out with sinful people, but he never condoned their sin. He called them to repentance. Repentance is the act of turning away from sin. "Go, and sin no more," he said to the woman at the well, who was caught in adultery.

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Make no mistake about it, I'm angry at the homosexual agenda, the activists who promote it, and the child sexual abusers who use it to their advantage. But don't mistake my anger as hatred of homosexuals. On the contrary, I have a great deal of compassion for anyone who is trapped in a lifestyle of sin. 

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Christians who care about this issue of homosexuality and the homosexual agenda— who understand that it is an all-out cultural attack on their children and their grandchildren— need to understand the reality of homosexuality and how to properly relate to those who are in the bear trap of this sin.

With that in mind, one of the best YouTube discussions I've listened to is Homosexuality Part 1: A Discussion Between Pastor Steve Berger and Dr. David Kyle Foster

I know nothing about Pastor Berger and his denominational beliefs, but when it comes to his understandings about homosexuality and the church's response to homosexuals, I think he is right on. Dr. Foster is a former homosexual who heads up Mastering Life Ministries and is the producer of an excellent documentary, Such Were Some Of You.

I am thankful for Dr. Foster's ministry, helping to set homosexuals free from the bondage of their sin, and I have donated money to it.

Those links are, of course, also recommended for anyone who is in the "Gay Christian" movement. In fact, if you consider yourself a gay Christian and are reading this, I dare you to check out those links.

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Part of the Homosexuality Part 1 discussion (linked above) is about the matter of judging. There seems to be some confusion in the church when it comes to Christians judging other people and other people's actions. This confusion even cropped up in my own church after a sermon a few weeks ago.

Pastor Steve Berger makes it clear that there are two kinds of judgement in the Bible. One is judgement that condemns, and the other is judgement that discerns between right and wrong, based on God's law (the Bible). Only God has a right to judge with condemnation. Christians are called to judge with righteousness and compassion.

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In the YouTube clip Homosexuality Part 2, Pastor Steve Berger and Dr. Foster discuss, among other things, how people become homosexuals. It is an insightful discussion that every Christian parent and grandparent, who cares about the future of their young ones can learn a lot from.

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Well, my ruminations on this topic have been long. If you have read this far, I thank you. And I sincerely hope that you will check out the links I've provided.




The Coming Pension Crisis
(And What You Can Do About It)

Dateline: 15 July 2015




A pension is defined as “a regular payment made during a person’s retirement from an investment fund to which that person or their employer has contributed during their working life.” 

Pensions are a relatively modern construct; they have not existed for most of recorded history. Pensions were created in an era of financial expansion and prosperity. That era is coming to a close. It is not coming to a close someday—it is coming to a close right now, in these days we are currently living in.

Pension promises made in the former era of prosperity can not and will not be paid in full. If they are paid at all, the payments will, in one way or another, be reduced.  

If you are putting your future hopes in the promises of a government or private pension plan (including Social Security), you need to listen to The Coming Era of Pension Poverty (click the link). That discussion between Gordon T. Long and Charles Hugh Smith is a sobering reality check.

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Two years ago I left a state government job. If I had invested at least 20 years of my life in the job, it would have paid me a pension equal to 40% of my yearly salary. If I stayed more than 20 years, and worked a lot of overtime in the last years, the pension would have paid a lot more. You’ve probably read about the high pension incomes that many retired government employees are making, and that future retirees expect to make.

Some of my co-workers thought I was foolish to turn my back on the future pension income and financial security that is "guaranteed" to government retirees.

But, knowing what I’ve known about the end of the modern era of financial expansion and prosperity, and knowing a little bit about history, I never put much faith in government pension promises.

Maybe I’m totally off base with this. Maybe someday I’ll regret not “doing my time” in the system, and not taking full advantage of the government pension. But, in light of what I believe is a more likely financial reality, I developed a different plan for “retirement.”

If you have concerns about the reliability of the pension schemes you are depending on for your future income (especially after listening to The Coming Era of Pension Poverty), here are my recommendations for contra-industrial “retirement planning”….

1.  Put your hope and trust more in the wisdom and promises of God (and the abilities God has given you) and less in the wisdom and promises of human institutions.

2.  Don’t ever plan on retiring from hands-on financial productivity. 

3.  Start a home business that you can retire into. 

The wisdom of starting a home business to operate in my retirement years came to me by way of an article by Gary North that I read some 16 years ago. It explained the unsustainable future of Social Security (and pension expectations). That article really resonated with me. I already had entrepreneurial inclinations, but Gary North’s article gave me a whole different perspective on long-term home business planning as a way of retirement planning.

4.  Pursue a quality of life and lifestyle that is not high-income dependent. Live well below your means. Avoid debt like the plague. Dream simple.

5.  Spend your time and invest your financial resources in developing and nurturing the often ignored intangible assets of deep-rooted, close family relationships, local-church relationships, and community relationships. Such intangible assets are worth far more than the trappings of material success and a lot of money in the bank, especially later in life.

6.  Establish a productive homestead on a small section of land. Learn skills of self reliance, and establish habits of self reliance that you can pursue into your older years.

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As always, I welcome your insights and comments.






How To Eat A Raspberry
With Muddy Hands

Dateline: 3 July 2015

Just starting to ripen

I think it has rained here to some degree every day for a whole month. The local news says we had three times more rain in June than usual, and that it was the wettest month for us in recorded history.

But today the sun is shining and no rain is expected. 

So I ventured into my garden. The soil is saturated but the plants are healthy. Pea pods are full, Baby zucchini’s are being born. New potatoes are forming in their hills. We have been eating beets (and beet greens!), kale, snow peas, and other greens every day. The spinach bed is finally going to seed. We are sorry to see it happen.

 As soon as possible, after all this rain, the open areas of soil (like in my onion beds) will need to be cultivated. Cultivation destroys pre-emergent weed seedlings, of course, but it also allows oxygen into the soil. 

The old agricultural writings frequently advised that garden soil be stirred after a rain because the sun’s drying action on rain-soaked soil creates a crust, and the crust prevents oxygen from getting down into the soil.

Oxygen is necessary for optimal health of not only plants but of humans too. Slow, deep breathing is something that helps to oxygenate our bodies, and many people routinely deep breath as part of a healthy lifestyle. Do a Google search. You might want to try it. But I digress.

Timing is everything when it comes to garden cultivation. 

There is a period in time, after a rain, and before the soil is too dry, when it is nicely moist, but not wet, and the earth can be cultivated with ease, and pleasure. So I’m waiting for that time.

In the meantime, with timing in mind, right after a rain is the ideal time to hand-pull any weeds that have gotten ahead of me. I pick them into a bucket, with lots of soil on their roots, and dump them in my compost pile. These weeds have extracted  minerals from the ground and packed them into their bodies. They will make fine compost.

And that explains how my hands were muddy this morning when I discovered that the raspberries on my well-tended canes are beginning to ripen. I could have gone in the house to wash my hands, but that really isn’t necessary….

To eat a raspberry with muddy hands, you simply grasp the stem the desired berry is on, pull it towards your mouth, inspect briefly for insects (blow them off if they are present), bite into the berry lightly, and pull it off the cane, into your mouth.

It’s a simple, naturally intuitive technique. I’m sure you could have figured it out for yourself, eh?

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In other news, I am, as noted in my previous blog post, dealing with continued heavy demands on my time. The volume of Planet Whizbang business is making it hard to do much besides Planet Whizbang business. Speaking of which, I sent ten Whizbang Plucker “shebang” packages to Nigeria last week. Northern Africa is an expanding economy, or so I’ve heard. And they are just discovering the Whizbang Plucker. I haven't decided if that will be a blessing or a bummer for me.

Every day I focus on the “critical path,” a term and concept I adhered to back in my days as a remodeling contractor. Defining and staying on the critical path is key to getting things accomplished in an efficient, timely manner. It's an industrial-world concept that I can't seem to shake. 

The critical path is a tyrant when business orders come, as they are now, in a big, months-long wave. It doesn’t allow for blogging or gardening, or much else. A son’s wedding is coming in a few weeks, Futureman will be here for a visit again soon. Fifty Cornish-X chicks are due to arrive an a matter of days.

And in the midst of all this business, current events have compelled me to start another blog/web site. It is not agrarian. It has a  socio-political focus. I will announce it here soon, if it continues to come together. Some readers will find it of interest. Most will probably not. Hopefully, a few will feel compelled to help me with it. We’ll see.

At this very moment, however, the critical path is screaming at me... Get on course! Get to work!

I have miles to go before I sleep, as Robert Frost might put it— and miles to go before I sleep.  

But, I'll have you know, my raspberry patch is on the way to my workshop. I may tarry a few short, sweet moments there, before I get get on "the path.”  And, even though my hands are now clean (clean fingers are necessary for typing a blog post), I think I will still eat some raspberries as if my hands were muddy. It’s a whole lot more fun…..





Pleasant Surprises
In My Field

Dateline: 25 June 2015

My Field is an ocean of tall weeds!

June is a month of limitations for me. It is the busiest month for my Planet Whizbang mail order business. Which means I'm working from early morning, into the night, making sure that orders are processed, packaged, and promptly shipped. 

There is precious little time for much else, and anything else (like working in my garden, or writing this blog) must be done at odd moments of the day, when I deliberately take a few minutes to refocus. By the end of the month (right about now) I'm nearing burn out.

So, last Sunday (a no-mail day), in the morning, I fired up Leyland (my tractor) and headed down to my field. If you're a regular reader of this blog, you know I bought me a field, with some woods, a few years back. Paid cash, earned from selling chicken plucker books and chicken plucker parts over the course of ten years. Land ownership was a dream come true. 

The land adjoins my 1.5 acre homestead plot. But, due to the topography (a deep, wooded gully), my field is only accessible by driving down the road aways, around the corner, and down another road aways. Which means it is not exactly convenient to get to.

My field is about 10 acres in size. And, though I'm delighted to own a field, I'm kind of at a loss to know exactly what to do with it. If it had some fence and some cows, it would make a fine pasture. That would be nice, but I don't feel like I'm near enough to the land to properly tend the cattle. A good portion of the land could be an enlarged garden or a berry patch. But, again, it's not convenient to get there and tend to it like would be needed. I have planted a small apple orchard on the land and it doesn't get the attention it deserves.

The way I see it, I need to live in this field if I'm going to properly take care of it. I know from experience on our 1.5 acres that having a garden real near the house means it is a whole lot easier to take care of. Same goes for having critters. 

So Marlene and I keep thinking about the prospect of building a house in the field. But that's an expensive proposition. The other possibility is that I first build a much-needed barn/building for my Planet Whizbang business. Then maybe the house could come later. But, to complicate matters, a good section of the lower part of the field is wet. Real wet. As in, water continually flowing over the ground wet.

The water comes from a spring on the neighbor's property. It has been diverted underground via drain pipes (aka, drain tile) for decades, but the pipes are inadequate for the flow and the area has been a recurring problem.

It is a perfect situation for making a pond. But I don't have the money to spare for such an extravagance. 

I've been told that there is government money (aka, "grants") available for building ponds (and fences too), and I know neighbors who have tapped into such money. But I don't think it's right for me to take tax dollars to improve my land. Wouldn't that be a violation of the 8th Commandment? (thou shalt not steal).  No thanks.

So, my plan is to someday hire someone with a bulldozer to create an open drain ditch from the source of water at the property line, down through the field to an existing gully. With the amount of water that flows over the land, it would amount to creating a man-made stream. I'll make it deep enough that the field around it can be drained into it. And wide enough that the sides slope down gently to the water. Once that's done, and the field is dry, I can then think about a Planet Whizbang barn, and even a house.

The only problem is my lack of financial resources. I reckon I have enough savings to have the earthwork done, but then I'll have to work and wait a few more years to save enough for the barn. Projects like this take time (a lifetime) when you have to work for your money, and are paying as you go.

In the meantime, my field is getting overgrown with weeds. It has been three years since I cut it with Leland and my sickle bar mower. Brambles are growing, and there are little sumac trees here and there. The field needs to be cut low. I have a person with a brush hog lined up to mow it all down (except the real wet area).

And that's what brought me to my field last Sunday morning. I needed to flag the wet spots so the brush hogger could steer clear and not get stuck.

In the process of pounding posts and putting up strips of florescent tape, I checked on my little apple orchard half way up the field (above the water problems), and I was very surprised to find actual apples on some of my trees!

(click the picture to see a larger view)

I did not expect apples to be on the trees for a couple more years. Altogether, there are ten apples on four of the trees. They are beautiful apples too!

Then along the edge of my field (close to the woods) I was delighted to discover an abundance of perfectly ripe wild strawberries.



I spent some time picking and eating strawberries. 

Another pleasant surprise was an oak tree whip I planted a couple years ago. It was thriving...


I planted a lot of little tree seedlings, most of them maple trees, and most of them have either died or are barely hanging on, but that oak tree is living the good life. 

Seeing as that tree has managed to do so well, it's kind of special to me, and I suppose it always will be. I look forward to seeing it grow much bigger. 

(Note to self... plant more trees)

It was a nice morning. A very nice morning. And I enjoyed myself thoroughly, out there in my field. But I lost track of time. 

I don't wear a watch and I don't have a cell phone. When me and Leyland got home, Marlene came out to inform me that we had missed church. Did I forget? No, I didn't forget. I actually thought I was getting back in plenty of time to make it to church. 

I suggested to Marlene that we could go back up into the field and pick some strawberries. And that's what we did.










Redeeming The Dirt Conference
2015

Dateline: 24 June 2015



Back in 2013 Noah Sanders went to Zimbabwe (I blogged about it HERE) to learn about the Christian-agrarian ministry, Foundations For Farming. The combination of spiritual and agricultural principles taught by Foundations For Farming have brought sustainable hope and sustenance to the beleaguered people of Zimbabwe. Are these same principles of life and agriculture equally applicable to beleaguered Americans?

Noah thinks so (and I do too). 

With that in mind, last year Noah hosted a Redeeming The Dirt Conference in Rockford, Alabama. The objective being to introduce the Foundations For Farming principles to this country. This year he is continuing the outreach with a 2015 Redeeming The Dirt Conference (click the link for full details).

If I lived anywhere near Alabama, I would get to this event.

One more thing...

Back in 2013 I posted a link to a YouTube video of a man from Foundations For Farming talking about the basic agricultural principles of the ministry. The video ends with him praising the beauty of God's creation, as found in a sunflower. His words are powerfully compelling to me. Check out my blog post here: Acknowledging God in His Creation.





Beauty...
And A Beast

Dateline: 23 June 2015


I took the above picture in my garden yesterday morning. If you click on it, you will see a nice close-up of some potato leaves. They are verdant, velvety, and simply beautiful. The hideous-looking larvae provides quite a contrast; it's a beastly little potato leaf destroyer. If I did not kill it, and others like it, they would destroy my plants, and I would have no potatoes.

I think there is a spiritual metaphor in this picture.