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“Jesus was at Bethany in the house of Simon the leper, when a woman came to him with an alabaster jar of the most expensive ointment, and poured it on his head as he was at table. When they saw this, the disciples were indignant. “Why this waste?” they said. “This could have been sold at a high price and the money given to the poor.”

Quote source:  CLICKETH HERE

Fair enough too. But this above, all very well and sweet, is theory.

One simple tiny change can bring it from misleading wishful fiction into Reality; like so:

“Jesus was at Bethany in the house of Simon the leper, when a woman came to him with an alabaster jar of the most expensive ointment, and poured it on his head as he was at table. When they saw this, the disciples were indignant. “Why this waste?” they said. “This could have been sold at a high price and the money given to the Pope.” 

And that’s all it takes to convert Biblical BS into modern fact.






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I TOO WAS devil-29973__340 copy

open minded, tolerant, and other nice stuff. But not now. No more …


a disease beyond most foul diseases, beyond even the comprehension of most normal people. (Go ahead, give me the clichéd “But what is normal?”) 


is religion. Unhealthy at any time it becomes lethal when intrusive. But the most intrusive, the most two-faced and outright despicably cunning is the growth that calls itself Islam.


sprang from the loins of a murderous insane (but brilliant~!) pedarast some thirteen centuries ago in the Middle East. It is the salivating insatiable ‘wolf in lamb’s clothing’  cliché made flesh.


of getting into theoretical discussions on this topic—I’d rather let its own actions speak for themselves.

I did try though, on several occasions, to read its ‘holy book’ and failed miserably each time.

I even tried downloading and retexting it, removing all the endless repetitions of meaningless phrases designed to stupify — try it yourself, say “God is great! There’s is no God but God and Earthworm is His Holy Name” a hundred thousand times and see if at the end of it you don’t just have fuzzy feelings towards earthworms. Lenin, Stalin, Hitler, Uncle Mo … all were clever men who know what they were about and where they wanted to go. Mo was quite open about it, he wanted free access to all the women and (get this, it’s actually important) little girls he could lay. His hands on.

Damn. I know I’ll have to try to read it again. But I also know that unless I can learn Arabic and verse myself in the subtleties of the lingo I’ll be forever an outsider, the subtle meanings and etc etc etcs can only be grasped properly by the native speakers. Bugger.

The only valid weapon the sane have against the insane, the only realistic defence is quite simply The Law of Contradiction—

Contradictions Law

—if anyone can be bothered.

There is an alternative for the lazy or open-hearted …

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… just accept on faith what this nice fuzzy teddy bear cheerfully tells you. No terrorists in his mosque, dammit! All is sweetness and light. AND—

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—Allah blesses his every enterprise. As for atheists? Kill the buggers out of hand but save their virgins for your troops. (Trust me, it works…)

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—methinks the writer is trying to roll a colossal ball up a very steep hill with his beak. He ain’t gonna do it … article was in a freebie newspaper (‘The Eye’) dated March 29 2018.

Some snippets—

“Every year, retailers work harder at trying to get Easter to be a little more Christmassy”

“Easter decorations had me utterly bemused”

“… more Easter gift marketing and product evident this year than last, indicating the retail push is working …”


Actually, I adore progress. I live and breathe for progress; progress is good. But—


an over indulged generation to expect ever more handouts on cue is not a good thing. Christmas, for example was once a time for genuine togetherness, getting close to and enjoying with loved ones.


gets better:

“I was once minded to boycott what I saw as festivals of shopping …”

Boom boom!

I also tried that—but too many close family and friends were hurt by the clash between their conditionings and my repugnances.


let us celebrate whatever festivals we wish—ancient, recent, contrived … on whatever grounds be they religious, wishful, calendrical or simply to fill a retailing vacuum.

The ploy is a blackmail—coercion into spending. Think about it—can you resist a disappointed kid? (So they got you by the delicates, no?)


till blasted Easter, Christmas, Thanksgiving, Solstice/Equinox or whatever?

If you love someone, show them so on YOUR terms. Give them a Cherishment Gift right now, today; or whenever the thought strikes you and to hell with all the artificial social compulsions.

I love and adore my Spouse and let her know at any and every opportunity—she finds little Cherishment Gifts in the weirdest of places at the strangest of times, and vice versa.


not the blasted milkers … are the richer for it.


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—which needs no eggs, chocolates, tinsel, priests or scheduled gifts.

If you haven’t twigged yet, then borrow from the maligned—

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—and if necessary, close with this wee thought—

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—and don’t be blackmailed into accepting ever-increasing artificial social ‘obligations’.

The writer of that article has a good point, methinks.


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It’s good any day … boom boom!


versus accuracy. Or, horrors, is it really scarcity of resources? You know, the enforcers running around ensuring that local labour gets first crack of the whip? Try this—

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—photograph of Jesus of Nazareth. Taken by one of the very few actual time-travelling cameras. (If you’re pondering that guy’s smile of all sweet accord it’s because as God the Omniscient He alone of the locals knows what a camera is.)

But I think it’s a fake.

‘They’ did some exploration (of God’s earthly likeness) and came up with this

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—as the most probable image of J of N and it’s not much like the blue-eyed Aryan type above. No? Unless, of course, science has it wrong and/or Big G was being a bit playful with the witnesses. (But anyone who can feed thousands of good folks with just a couple of buns and kippers won’t get it wrong.)

Bet that silly hat hurts.

It won’t catch on, you know … J of N as a fashion guru? He should stick to making toys out of wood for little kiddies … oh no, is He yet another Rolf Harris in lamb’s clothing?

big J

“So I said to Argus: ‘Honi soit qui mal y pense’ —regardless of appearances.”


to go gobble my own lovely Hot Cross Buns …



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Another’s blog on ‘morals’ and morality resurrects an ages old question which I try to ignore: morals.

I have my own and for enforcement answer to no-one but me.

It seems to work.

The touted ‘Golden Rule’ states simply Do unto others as you would have them do unto you”, which is all very sweet. But—

doesn’t work

—as a child whenever I tried that my behaviour was seen as a milkable weakness and others milked it. Lots. One soon learnt …

The Rule I find most effective now is:






—it’s even better if you can do it back unto them first.


a prime rule for social survival. And who knows, should it ever become Law—how many would seek high office if they knew they’d get justice?

“Mr Argus~?”

“Yes, Little Virginia?”

“Sir … you didn’t mention The Holy Bibl—”

“For moral guidance? Here ya go, Kid~”

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Amen …





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“Qui? Moi?” *

Boom boom! (Mel—does He fit your notions?)


Big G, bigger

(“Argie—that’s a pretty damn’ good likeness, actually!”)

Oh …


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*   “Non … Moi!




Bugger … wrong again … mutter mutter mutter …






Dodoand their unholy ilk are so successful. No need to go into any depth with psychological studies, just watch this brief (1 min 48 secs) video and—


—then do your own* analysis. No? And there’s ooooodles more such on the Tube. Go gettum, Tiger!


(Wow! Is that ever my shortest blog post! Is the ol’ dog getting better, or what?)


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“Argus—ever noticed how you and other debunkers say much the same things?”

Brrrrr …

* It means: think. For yourself. As a unique individual.





Dodothat I’ve read in the past (and the good ol’ Mac’s onboard dictionary, boom boom!) a ‘black hole’ is something from which nothing can escape.

Hence the so-called ‘event horizon’. All well and good so far—but wait, it gets better …

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—so effectively the black hole doesn’t exist, just its effects. And if such two collide, they gobble each other up and sum (?) those effects. Okayyyyy so far …

“According to general relativity, a pair of black holes orbiting around each other lose energy through the emission of gravitational waves, causing them to gradually approach each other over billions of years, and then much more quickly in the final minutes. During the final fraction of a second, the two black holes collide into each other at nearly one-half the speed of light and form a single more massive black hole, converting a portion of the combined black holes’ mass to energy, according to Einstein’s formula E=mc2. This energy is emitted as a final strong burst of gravitational waves. It is these gravitational waves that LIGO has observed.”

Read from source by clicking:  HERE

(With many thanks for the link to Jim:  CLICK HERE 

But I’m still in the dark about the propagational properties of those ‘gravitational waves’—they seem to travel through the ether like electromagnetic waves but are different(?).

I did read some stuff to the effect that “… yes, they’re not—massive objects don’t emit ‘waves’ per se but they have the effect of distorting Time and Space.”

The illustrating analogy we had to imagine was a bowling ball resting on a flexible surface (in those days a sheet of rubber, these days possibly graphene*?) creating a deepish dent. We then rolled an imaginary marble in a straight line across the dent … and lo!, our bearing goes into a wee orbit around the ball until things happened.

I keep getting unstuck relating concepts—if gravity is the dent is in space/time as some great mind postulated, how can gravity ‘travel’? But if it’s a waveform … how fast does it travel?

And if time travels at the speed of light—then the referenced collision of billions of years ago only just happened, no?

Oh no … overload …

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“Oogle phleep! Beam me up, Scottie! Give it wings!”

(The management apologises for the temporary loss of Argus. He’ll be back when his Spouse finishes slapping him with that wet mop) (Don’t wait up, it may be some time.)

Until normal service is resumed here’s a mushroom from this season’s crop—

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—and it too is made of star-stuff.


* Aaaaah, progress! She can’t be beat … and thanks to Google pics for the cat. (He was delicious.)




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(See? I told you I was a bit thick—but does anyone ever listen? Nooooo …)


canis lupius* I often have exciting adventures into unknown territories. In my own head. I ask myself questions (doesn’t everyone?) that not even I can answer.




Sound travels at the speed of sound, which depends on the medium (if the lady has been drinking her spirits rather than conversing with them … a happy medium) as in “the speed of sound in water is roughly five times that in air”.

Light travels at the speed of light which (from memory) is roughly three times ten to the umpty metres per second.

And then something like this—finger down

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—emerges from the primeval slime to rattle my complacencies:

IF** gravity is a waveform, what speed does it travel at?

—and it was here I got a little more unhinged unstuck. Given that nothing can go faster than tachyons light, does the effect of a large body have to wait until the effectee is aware of it?

Can anyone tell me if gravity is a travelling waveform of some kind, or are its effects instantaneous across any distance? Diminishing with distance of course …

Big G, bigger

“Argus! Can I help? I’m great at filling in gaps~!”










* Canis lupius? Don’t fret—it’s from the Latin ‘canis’ meaning dog, and the English ‘loopy’ meaning a bit bat-brained but quite harmless.

** Some says it’s not a wave, but more like a dent in space-time. They often use the dent to explain orbitals.