pc and is every bit—though few will agree with, or even recognise my point—as bad as what it purportedly opposes:

Nazi Grandma,’ 88, Convicted of Holocaust Denial in Germany


Why would a humanist like moi cast aspersions upon the brain dead morality-deprived wannabe dogooders ani* of Germany?


of insulting such few readers as I have—


—and if you can’t see any contradictions between ‘Free Speech’ and shutting people up for speaking …

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Weeelll, I have this wonderful bridge for sale—only slightly used, in Sydney Harbour. Free for removal, in fact … just stick a few bucks in my Swiss accounts and it’s all yours.

“Mr Argus, Sir?”

“Yes, Little Virginia?”

“Was that sarcasm, Sir?”

“Not this time Cutie. That was bitterness. But don’t fret—just study form, then off you go and vote.”

“… for Freedom, Truth, Justice and Free Speech, Sir?”

“You got it, Kid …”



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* It’s the plural of ‘anus’. (For you Americans it translates as ‘assholes’…)




of ‘knowledge’ ever further back—

“UNIVERSITY OF WARWICK —Ancient hunter-gatherers began to systemically affect the evolution of crops up to thirty thousand years ago – around ten millennia before experts previously thought – according to new research by the University of Warwick.”

for source: click here 

—do it often enough, with enough enthusiasm … and who knows, mainstream may yet overtake crank.

dodoOr hopefully:

at least catch up. A bit …


all is not yet lost. The facts may be wrong, surmisations and suppositions may be relegated to the bin of academia—as Snoopy says in that cartoon:


“One snowflake doth not a winter make”


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“Mr Argus, Sir?”

“Yes, Little Ollivia?”

“If the existing facts are proven incorrect—”

“Yes, Child?”

“—does that mean the books will have to be rewritten—”


“—and all those academic degrees given back?”

“… … … now you see why academia digs its heels in and entrenches, Kiddo~! Don’t fret it, God’s in her Heaven and all is well with world. Just pass the broom, please—”


“Argus—it says here that Creation took me three days …”




1930’s, 40’s, and 50’s !! 

First, we survived being born to mothers who may have smoked and/or drank while they were pregnant.  They took aspirin, ate blue-cheese dressing, tuna from a can, and didn’t get tested for diabetes.  

Then, after that trauma, we were  put to sleep on our tummies in baby cribs covered   with brightly coloured Lead-based paints.  

We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, locks on doors or cabinets,  

And, when we rode our bikes we had baseball caps, not helmets, on our heads. 


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As infants and children we would ride in cars with no car seats, no booster seats, no seat belts, no air bags … bald tires (and sometimes no brakes). 

Riding in the back of a pick- up truck on a warm day was always a special treat.  

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We drank water from the garden hose.  

We shared one soft drink with four friends (from one bottle) and no one actually died from this.  

We ate cupcakes, white bread, real butter, and bacon. We drank Kool-Aid made with real white sugar. And we weren’t overweight. 


Because we were always outside playing … that’s why!  

  “My bat, my ball, my Dad’s lot … that’s why!”

We would leave home in the morning and play, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on.  

No one was able to reach us all day ...  

TrollerAnd, we were OKAY.  

We would spend hours building our go-carts out of  scraps and then ride them down the hill, only to find out near the bottom that we’d forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times we learned  to solve the stopping problem.  

We did not have Play Stations, Nintendos and X-boxes. There were no video games, No 150 channels on cable,  no video movies, or DVDs,  no surround-sound or

No cell phones,  

No personal computers,  

dragons17No Internet.

No chat rooms.  


And we went outside and found them!  

TrolletteWe fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth— and there were no lawsuits from those accidents.

We would get spankings with wooden spoons, switches, ping-pong paddles, or just a bare hand, and no one would call Child Services to report abuse.  

We ate worms,
and mud pies.

And  the worms did not
live in us for ever.

We were given

BB guns for our 10th birthdays, 
22 rifles for our 12th, we rode horses,
made-up games with sticks and tennis balls, and although we were told it would happen—we didn’t put out too many eyes.  

We rode bikes.

Or we walked to a friend’s house and knocked on the door or rang the bell, 

or we just walked in and talked to them. 

Little League had tryouts and not everyone made the team.  

Those who didn’t had to learn to deal with disappointment.  

Imagine that!?  

The idea of a parent
Bailing us out
If we broke the law
was unheard of … they actually sided with the law! 

These generations have
produced some of the best risk-takers,
 problem solvers, and
Inventors … ever.

We had freedom—
success and responsibility; 
and we learned 
to deal with it all.


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If YOU are one of those born between 1925-1955


And you might now want
to share this with others who had the luck to grow up as kids before the lawyers
and government and do-gooder Snowflakes took over so much of our lives (always for our own well-being, note).


Kind of makes
you want to run through the house
with scissors, don’t it ?


and it’s one thing I do know—I can be repetitive and boooooring. Sue me. Or better yet, refute me. If you can (you can’t~boom boom!).

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I find religion and science equally delightful. Both claim inspiration, the one from cherry-picked astronomical numbers coupled with divinities, the other from astronomical numbers coupled with guesswork* .

So let’s reduce to basics with door Number One:

  • In the beginning etc etc God created Heaven and Earth

(You may fine tune the wording to suit yourself, but that’s the b-all and end all of it.)

Whilst Door Number Two:

  • in the beginning everything everywhere was squashed into a tiny space so small it didn’t exist and then suddenly it went BOOMFA (silently, don’t forget) and kept expanding ever since

—and to be a frank atheist here, I think door 1 is far more elegant. But—


—to this uneducated old dog’s mind they both seem to be saying the same thing. Now cast your peepers over these wee snippets—

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I like it. Obviously from a Christian source and I must admit I have no idea where the scribe got that grape from. But grape it is, for now. So—

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—I wish also I weren’t so cavalier with noting my sources. But to paraphrase Hamlet, something is rotten somewhere and it truly honketh.


as a former card-carrying Rationalist I can honestly say I personally can’t accept either. If I had to have me druthers I’d ruther believe in the Eternal Universe (always was/is/ever shall be; or some form of continuous creation and destruction and renewal (Siva me timbers, Jim Lad! There’s more than one way to answer a question~!)


“Still trying to put me out of a job, Argie? For shame!”


“Mr Argus … Sir …?”

“Don’t be shy, Little Virginia. C’mon, Cutie, biff it out—”

“Sir … in a timeless nowhere, how do we get a ‘suddenly’?”

” …  … good point, Kid. Another in favour of God/s, no? They can do anything—whereas science has to stick with its rules.”


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* Another name for theory




No need to sneak into North Korea looking for guy with the funny haircut who never stops manically (maniacally?) grinning. Just go into ‘science’ and look for a fact.

Any fact in fact, but a fact with a lifespan longer than ten years one human generation.


there ain’t no facts.

“The only constant,” sayeth The Sage wisely, “is change.”

And sages really know their onions (strangely enough he hasn’t been around for ages, I rather miss the cynical old sod …)


hands up, mammals (and other descended simians) who know how many planets there are in our our solar system. Trick question?

Using some of the rudiments of fire control from anyone’s navy days don’t forget to allow deflection—aim ahead of your moving target (and good luck~!)—

Brown, who played a key role in demoting Pluto from planetary status to a more lowly dwarf planet, said the discovery of a ninth planet might be good news for those who are still upset about Pluto being kicked out of the planetary club. “All those people who are mad that Pluto is no longer a planet can be thrilled to know that there is a real planet out there still to be found. Now we can go and find this planet and make the solar system have nine planets once again.”

Sourced from: CLICK HERE (or not, there’s no compulsion)

Now get out thy calculator, ephemeris, horoscope, Hamlet, and Noddy books—seek thee the answer to our question, and may the myriad gods illuminate your path with the numberless stars. Boom boom!






dodoyada yada yada

and it’s all getting a bit boring.


New Zealand Herald came up with this

A high-ranking former member of the North Korean Government says the harsh economic sanctions imposed on the country could be enough to wipe it out within 12 months.

Oh my goodness—

Ri Jong-ho, a former economic official appointed by Kim Jong-un’s father and predecessor Kim Jong-il, says the United Nations’ trade restrictions are so strong that it could cripple the isolated nation …

Yeah, sure.

I’ve lost track of how often in the last few decades sanctions have passed their ‘cripple by’ date and still the starving(?)  sanctionee isn’t crippled.

Not only not crippled—North Korea’s capabilities seem to be improving by giant leaps and bounds.

All propaganda, of course! Them Commie ratbags can no more afford nukes than I can (everyone knows that Communists can’t even feed themselves)(so there).

The answer?

Send a gunboat!


it gets better—

“Many people will die.”

—yeah. Sure they will—but not the ones some would like to die, such as these jolly smiling chaps with the overdose of cheery—

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—who like all good politicians are very good at getting stand-ins to do their dying for them.


the “high ranking former etc etc” chap — did nobody tell him that blasted commies can’t even afford bootlaces, much less nukes and missiles?

So exactly who is propagandising whom, here?


What? We did send a gunboat? They did what? They laughed?




a ‘Unique Selling Point‘.

I posted before on the head of New Zealand’s very own ‘home grown’ church. And here it is again, reinforcing old statements:

  • a ‘religion’ is nothing more than wealth and power
  • there’s one born every minute (it means a sucker)


if only to compare this guy’s successes with the lifestyles of other ‘unique’ worshipping systems. (Yours could well be among them, no?)

To read article at source:

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There’s a wee video clip on the NZ Herald item. It’s about a minute and a half, I didn’t watch it through … but it is interesting to observe that the church is heavily into Maoris, the guy himself is Maori … and just watch his body language. (Good one, Bro~!)

So as far as selling goes, ya gotta have that USP and ya gotta study your victi  sucke  prospec audience.

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“So I said to Brian, be careful and watch out for sharp nails …”


me~! “Bugger this Brian dude~! Nothing left for me. But you can’t fault his approach, dammit—just look at this point— Advocates of prosperity theology believe that faith, positive speech and donations to churches will increase one’s own wealth. This view has encouraged a 10 per cent tithing within the church, and the creation of an annual “First Fruits” offering in October to provide Tamaki with members gifting between $350,000 and $500,000 …” Yep. That’s it. I’m redundant. Early retirement, I guess … ”

dodo dodo







  • Religion is highly competitive, you desperately need a new angle. Or charisma …



can be a shock. (Especially when some misfit makes admissions~TUT!)


are the definitive World beaters at absolutely everything. It’s a fact we imbibe at our mothers’ bottle, one we learn from educational Ground Zero (day one at school) and the lesson is reinforced everywhere—

“Mr Argus, Sir?”

“Yes, little Virginia?”

“Can we really be the best worst too?”

“… … us kiwis can do anything, Kid.”

Now, where were we?

Oh, yes—today’s quote—

According to analysis carried out by NZ Initiative researcher Sam Warburton, the chance of a car occupant dying on the road was 41 per cent higher than it was in 2013, and 12 per cent higher than last year.

So, what’s going on? Is it smartphones? Is it a lack of proper driver training? Is it foreign drivers? Not wearing seatbelts? Unsafe vehicles? Alcohol? Drugs? Road condition? Speed? Experts are struggling to answer these questions, and the Ministry of Transport has undertaken at least three studies into the road toll since 2013 which have led to nothing definitive.

to read from source:  CLICK HERE 

Struggling to answer—and they are experts?

Here’s more from the same non-expert—

We’re quick to blame tourists for accidents, but ask tourists what they think of us behind the wheel. The feedback is consistent. We are angry, tail-gating, intolerant, ill-mannered monsters who view our vehicles as an extension of our……selves.


… and I just love it …


My opinions? Oh really? Gosh …

So I shan’t venture my opinion. I’ll just give advice—


On our roads treat everyone

as if

they are out to kill you

given any opportunity


—and you won’t go too far wrong.

Actually, you won’t be too far wrong … (not for long, anyway).


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Lion Man trioA CONCLUSION!

Jump to it …

But there are other possible conclusions too: perhaps the sculptor wasn’t really all that talented?

Or maybe it is actually an accurate depiction of a hunter wearing his ‘blending in with the prey‘ stalking camouflage?

So if the words are to be believed we are looking back about forty thousand years. Wow … and we are enjoying a modified mammoth tusk. It took about 400 hours to create this wee one-foot high image; and the supposition is that it is a religious thing. Here, have thee a nice close-up—


—and here’s some of the words that go with it—

Lion Man is the oldest known evidence for religious beliefs and Stadel Cave suggests that believing and belonging have a deep history crucial to human societies and originating long before writing.


Which would be the more reliable ‘passport to Paradise‘—

(a) belief in the redeeming power of Lion Man (above), or

(b) belief in and supplication to Our Lord Jesu Christo etc etc?

(or if you are feeling a bit tetchy you may throw in your own choice of other variations on Salvation—Islam, Judaism, any of the myriad Christian cults/sects/franchises, or of the possibly millions of other gods, goddesses, divinities—down to but not necessarily including saints, demigods and/or angels?)


One can imagine that the devout of the time held the wee Lion Man in much the same awe as todays devout hold crucifixes and other holy stuff. Does the validity of Jesus etc nullify the ancients, so they were—although doing the best they could with what they had at the time—worshipping false gods? Doomed to eternal damnation and hellfire for not being Christian?


did they have it right and our modern Christians, Jews, Islamics and other religionists are all doomed to the eternal flames instead?

Can both be right?

Even though our modern religions claim exclusivity, whilst all others are false?


Occam’s razor I’d have to say that all of them are false. No? But wait, there’s another outsider in the race …

… what if it’s just an ordinary everyday snapshot, and those guys really did look like that back then? Brrrrr.

It seems that to an archaeologist everything unknown is a ‘ritual object’. Saves ’em a lot of angst, I guess …



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So I said to him “Hey you! Cat face! You had your chance, it’s MY world now!”