The Museum of Beauty

Trillium/Queen Anne's Lace
[Design by KPA]

I am putting together a website called "The Museum of Beauty." Its accompanying book is almost complete.

Here are the beginnings of The Museum of Beauty, and book soon to follow.

Laurel: Reclaiming a Hometown - One Home At A Time

Laurel, Mississippi went on a downward spiral after its pine woods industry went downhill. But, forests grow, and communities rise, especially with dedicated reclaimers, like Erin and Ben Napier.

Nobody knows and loves Laurel, Mississippi, quite like Erin and Ben Napier. After all, the small Southern city is where Home Town is filmed, and the Napiers are the stars of the HGTV show.

Bringing positive attention to their hometown was a major factor in the couple's decision to star in the show, currently airing its second season. In each episode, the husband and wife (and brand new parents!) help Laurel newcomers find and renovate their dream home. Along the way, we get a good look at the quaint town (population 18,756) that the hosts are so very proud of.

Through the series, Erin and Ben have indeed put Laurel on the map. And since it's only a matter of time before people start planning to visit the small town (just look at all the folks trekking to Magnolia Market and Pioneer Woman Mercantile!), here's our guide to the Home Town filming location, complete with Erin and Ben's favorite local spots.

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Ben and Erin: Hometown One Home At A Time

Beauty in the Time of COVID

[Photo By: KPA]

Despite the gloom, doom and nihilism surrounding us, there is beauty to contemplate, and with which to refresh our minds (and bodies).

COVID as the Great Delineator

City Centre Lockdown
Photo take Sunday May 17, 2020
By: KPA

The COVID Scamdemic has shown us how easy it is to disrupt and uproot whole countries, whole economies, whole societies.

I took a set of photographs around the Mississauga Civic Centre, and the adjacent Square One Shopping Centre and its parking lots in mid-March, shocked by the parking lots which emptied days after the first announcements of COVID, and posted them on April 9: City Centre Lockdown.

On May 9, a month later, I posted a commentary I wrote in mid-March, which I titled Death through Acquiescence.

Two months later, nothing has changed. Ontario's Premier, Doug Ford, promised of "gradual" openings starting in June, but I'll believe it when I see it.

Those that we trusted as mediators of information, analysts and interpreters of opaque Orwellian language, betrayed us. I can only deduce that they are complicit, either directly through financed support (what else is there?) or through deliberate activity to disrupt and destroy.

Whole cities of grownups have been reduced to infantile acquiescence for a virus that hardly makes it up the Richter scale. Whole economies have bent to the order of shutdowns and lockdowns.

And no-one says anything! Some smugly sit in their dubious castles, others sing praise to Western ingenuity, as their very leaders behave like quivering epileptics, convulsed by invisible spiritual forces.

Lies, lies and more lies is what we've got with COVID, and those we thought we trusted have said NOTHING.

I posted my City Centre Lockdown images on April 9, and wrote Death through Acquiescence in March 17, which I posted on May 9, a month later. I wrote: "The world belongs to us, now. We are the inheritors, and its spokespeople. All else want its destruction."

Now nearing June, my impressions have not changed one iota. And neither has the City Centre Lockdown.

The Museum of Beauty

Welcome to the Museum of Beauty!

Death through Acquiescence

Below is what I wrote on March 17, as I was just beginning to understand this "pandemic."

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It's fascinating. A pathetic virus (sane people slip out that it is a variation of the flu) is running the world.

I was watching the news (CNN, CBS, NBC, and the Canadian CBC and CTV) during the first announcements of the "pandemic," and they are all alarmists.

Don't the newscaster have any shame? A virus which by epidemiology standards is NOT an epidemic, let alone a "pandemic" is running the world.

Of course, the news has to have been manipulated.

As the coronavirus map shows, the virus has "bypassed" most of the world, including the Middle East, the Indian Subcontinent, the Horn of Africa, etc. Even Canada seems immune, but you wouldn't know it with the public panic attack.

It IS the Western World under attack. Europe, the beautiful Italy, Spain, France and of course England and Britain.

The maps, the talking heads, the "experts," the "doctors," and some "news analysts" all talk in apocalyptic language.

The Western World will die with a pathetic acquiescence of a contrived disease. Not through some glorious outrage and uproar.

For us, for me, it is good to know where we stand. Let them all fumigate in the mire of their own making. Let them reject and deny God, and follow the Devil's directions.

It is a fascinating, and exciting time.

The world belongs to us, now. We are the inheritors, and its spokespeople. All else want its destruction.

I have revived my Museum of Beauty idea, which I hope to develop into an online presence. There are lots of sane people out there who have had enough of these usurpers.

This is a clever, ingenious, strategy: creating a non-virus to affect our civilization.

But nature is honest. And the birds are chirping the arrival of Spring. Flowers will be blooming soon.

So, have a good day!


Star Tulip
(Tulip Tarda)
Photo By: KPA -
Port Credit, Mississauga
[Photo By: KPA]

Invocation of the Spirits

Firstly, a correction.

I wrote earlier that textile artists Chung-Im Kim is married to potter Steven Heinemann. It appears not so. A recent profile states him acknowledging: "...my remarkable partner and fellow artist Chung-Im Kim, my profound gratitude." [Source: Steven Heinemann Culture and Nature catalog for his exhibition at the Gardiner Museum, in Toronto]. Married folk don't call each other "partners."

In the same reference as above, during an interview for his retrospective exhibition at the Gardiner Museum, Heinemann discuses his pottery:

In 1979, the start of my last year at Sheridan College, we were all asked to make work for a fundraising mug and bowl sale...it was like I sat down at the wheel to work, and never looked up. This humble and almost inconsequential form became utterly absorbing, and I literally spent the rest of that year making bowls. And uncannily, the more I narrowed down the more it would open up in possibility. Inadvertently and unconsciously, I had found my life’s work.

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Out of that early obsession came an abiding interest in volume and contained space, which has informed everything
I’ve done.

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It’s also connected to my interest in “the meditative image,” which you find in things like Tantric art [Link by KPA]. And like those paintings, they have a function: to gather and transform the attention of the viewer...

Transform the attention of the viewer to what? Clearly to the invocation of spirits and gods.

Heinemann works from a rural region in central/northern Ontario, near Cookstown, where he has converted a barn into his studio.



This gives him ample space and time to meditate the image, to transform the attention of the viewer.



And assist in ancestral bowing with his Korean "partner" Kim.


Chung-Im Kim
Bow
2005
8" x 9.5"
Ramie, Hemp, Natural Dyes, Silkscreen Printing, Machine & Hand Stitching
[Source]

On a related note: Where do such artists acquire enough funds to live in such places, and practice "meditative imaging," i.e. looking out into space, by selling their works at $8-10,000 apiece? A converted barn?! How much did that cost? And how much does it cost to heat, ventilate, etc, especially during those cold, frozen, Ontario winters?

The only conclusion I could come up with is the art's welfare, otherwise known as The Canada Council for the Arts, and The Ontario Arts Council. This information is not readily available (I found two resources under the Canada Council for the Arts from 2006-2007 and 2002-2003, for $500 and $2500 for Heinemann), but more searching showed nothing more. But those are early days. 2020 must be much more lucrative, with numerous shows, including a recent, 2018, retrospective under his belt. Heinemann doesn't teach, at least according to his CV, but his partner, Kim, is associate professor at the Ontario College of Art and Design. That should add to the couple's finances.


From: Watching the Invocation


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Dies Irae

I have a theory that Canada's cities will implode. I have written about this in many posts (see my "multiculturalism" and "immigration" categories). Multiculturalism, which was supposed to bring people together and form one happy utopian global family, has alienated people altogether. Offspring of immigrants (those "Canadian-born" hyphenated Canadians) on whom great hopes were bestowed to build that wonderful multicultural utopia, are clinging together, since on personal cultural levels they have nothing to connect them to the "main" culture.

I recently sent bold and frank letters to relatives that they return to their homeland to live authentic and happy lives AS ETHIOPIANS, rather than in this forced cultural hot pot. My message has actually resonated.

So what happens when this stewing war starts to boil over, in five years, thirty years? I bet on sooner than later.

Mississauga and Toronto are now cities of enclaves. People gravitate to neighborhoods of their own ethnic makeup. And those who have settled in some multicultural hub do so because of mortgage commitments, or their children's high school, or simply because the neighborhood appears to be nicer, cleaner, more convenient, with attractive parks and convenient shopping centres.

In our building, there is no cheerful "Good Morning" or "Good Evening" as one enters the slow and often crowded elevator. What occurs is silence broken by some cell phone conversation in Urdu or Cantonese, often loudly, and clearly showing the cell phone converser couldn't care less about the rest of the elevator's riders. They don't understand what he's saying anyway, and he shuts them out of his radar and continues with his uncouth, careless behavior.

And it is the same with actual conversations, when they do occur. Those talking to each other do so in their country of origin's language, loudly and without regard for anyone else. For example, I could be between such two people, and rather than move to get closer to each other, they will talk over me loudly and confidently, as though I don't exist.

And the same with apartments units. The building was built about twenty years ago when Mississauga was erecting high rises to accommodate a greatly increasing immigrant influx and was choosing Mississauga for the much touted "farmland" and open space.

Walls are cardboard thin, which makes these sound insensitive residents' telephone conversations from China or India all the more grating. These calls are often during the evening hours (time difference?) when one would expect one's home to have some peace and quiet in preparation for the long night of sleep ahead.

Air conditioning and heating systems are dated and archaic (and badly constructed) that they churn out air through groaning turbines. Ventilation is ineffective in neutralizing the heavily spiced foods that permeate through the hallways. And structures both superficial (wall paper) and internal (the heating system) are deteriorating, despite the regular maintenance that takes place and which constantly disrupts life in the apartments and the building as a whole.

At one point I blamed the inhuman multicultural system that made Canada (and Mississauga) into this ghettoized Gomorrah.

But the residents are fully to blame.

There is something profoundly opportunistic about people who moved thousands of miles away to come and live in the land of plenty: in Canada. They left relatives, a cultural network, familiar landscapes, their gods and idols to live in a country which gives them much in material goods and benefits. Their children can go to school for free in some of the best educational institutions in the world. They can shop in clean and fully stocked grocery stores where fresh produce is available year round. And if they have monetary problems, and most are likely to, even extending to their "educated" children, there is a generous welfare system to hand out their monthly dollars as it takes the funds from the society's purse.

How long will this last, is the question.

I predict not for long.

Perhaps God's wrath will manifest itself as it periodically has. We might get a flood of Biblical proportions.

Or there might simply be an internecine warfare, slow at the beginning until it explodes into something big and destructive.

We have already started this warfare, if behavior in elevators is any indication. And I think it IS an indication.

And God might be preparing us for that clean slate, a new beginning, to rebuild a city, a land worthy of His name.

We should, we must, prepare.

Zephaniah 1

1 The word of the Lord which came unto Zephaniah the son of Cushi, the son of Gedaliah, the son of Amariah, the son of Hizkiah, in the days of Josiah the son of Amon, king of Judah.

2 I will utterly consume all things from off the land, saith the Lord.

3 I will consume man and beast; I will consume the fowls of the heaven, and the fishes of the sea, and the stumbling blocks with the wicked: and I will cut off man from off the land, saith the Lord.

4 I will also stretch out mine hand upon Judah, and upon all the inhabitants of Jerusalem; and I will cut off the remnant of Baal from this place, and the name of the Chemarims with the priests;

5 And them that worship the host of heaven upon the housetops; and them that worship and that swear by the Lord, and that swear by Malcham;

6 And them that are turned back from the Lord; and those that have not sought the Lord, nor enquired for him.

7 Hold thy peace at the presence of the Lord God: for the day of the Lord is at hand: for the Lord hath prepared a sacrifice, he hath bid his guests.

8 And it shall come to pass in the day of the Lord's sacrifice, that I will punish the princes, and the king's children, and all such as are clothed with strange apparel.

9 In the same day also will I punish all those that leap on the threshold, which fill their masters' houses with violence and deceit.

10 And it shall come to pass in that day, saith the Lord, that there shall be the noise of a cry from the fish gate, and an howling from the second, and a great crashing from the hills.

11 Howl, ye inhabitants of Maktesh, for all the merchant people are cut down; all they that bear silver are cut off.

12 And it shall come to pass at that time, that I will search Jerusalem with candles, and punish the men that are settled on their lees: that say in their heart, The Lord will not do good, neither will he do evil.

13 Therefore their goods shall become a booty, and their houses a desolation: they shall also build houses, but not inhabit them; and they shall plant vineyards, but not drink the wine thereof.

14 The great day of the Lord is near, it is near, and hasteth greatly, even the voice of the day of the Lord: the mighty man shall cry there bitterly.

15 That day is a day of wrath, a day of trouble and distress, a day of wasteness and desolation, a day of darkness and gloominess, a day of clouds and thick darkness,

16 A day of the trumpet and alarm against the fenced cities, and against the high towers.

17 And I will bring distress upon men, that they shall walk like blind men, because they have sinned against the Lord: and their blood shall be poured out as dust, and their flesh as the dung.

18 Neither their silver nor their gold shall be able to deliver them in the day of the Lord's wrath; but the whole land shall be devoured by the fire of his jealousy: for he shall make even a speedy riddance of all them that dwell in the land.

Dies Irae, from Mozart's Requiem in D Minor (Text)
La Chapelle Royale Collegium Vocale
Orchestre Des Champs -Élysées
Philippe Herreweghe

Hope's Daughter

I have been told that I am "angry," and it is true, I am often angry when I am out in the "world."

But I have never felt that my anger was an impediment. In fact, I feel justifiably angry at the kind of world we have been made to accept, without thought, without resistance, or even without our input our participation.

My anger is a form of protest, a way to resist the numbing acquiescence that people are made (forced) to live with. A way to be alive.

Here is what Henry Makow writes on his twitter page just yesterday:

“Hope has two beautiful daughters: their names are anger and courage.
Anger that things are the way they are.
Courage to make them the way they ought to be.”
— St Augustine pic.twitter.com/GBIXaaAxCL

— Henry Makow (@HenryMakow) January 18, 2019

So I am a daughter of Hope after all!

"Retreat to Countryside" And Prepare for Battle

On The Road to Barrie
[Photo By: KPA]

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Commentator at Henry Makow's website:

Should Whites Retreat to Countryside?
January 12, 2019
By Wise Man

I think there will be no mass awakening of the population. The average Canadian is a candy-ass. There is no fight in them. I'm past sick of hearing the term "wake-up" or "waking up" the population. They don't want to be woken. You ever stop and watch a flock of Jets fans walking downtown in their jerseys during a home game? Small groups of highly motivated, disciplined individuals are the ones who effect change and this is the way it's been done throughout history. Populations adapt to and eventually support the changes these mavericks pave the way for.

One thing to mention to those living in rural areas; do not sell your land! China is more a threat than the Muslims are. They buy up large chunks of farmland + the mineral rights to same. They've already bought many a vineyard in B.C. Chinese are the silent invasion. They've got money and they aren't stupid, and many are still loyal to the communist party back home.

All these 3rd worlders are city dwellers. They tend to avoid rural areas. Whites will have to re-group by creating new planned communities in these rural regions far enough away from the big cities and let the immigrants have them. The committee of 300 / agenda 21 scum wants everyone in compact cities. I say fuck them and get back to the land.

As long as cops are mercenaries, they will not risk that $100k+ per year for anyone let alone their nation. Where else is someone with a 93 IQ to make that sort of money in this economy? Cops stand in the way of the natural demographic re-adjustment to normalcy and will enforce any law they're told to (unless it affects their salary). This means they will continue to carry the bags of invaders as they walk across the border.

A Happy New Year!

Support Reclaiming Beauty

Cloisters, New York City
Photo By: Kidist Paulos Asrat


Please contact me through the contact sheet on the side bar for more information.

At Reclaiming Beauty, I took on the tough challenge of focusing on beauty, which I describe here in my Franciscan University's Power of Beauty conference presentation in 2014:

Reclaiming Beauty: Winning Back Our Western Civilization

Reclaiming Beauty aims to document the contribution that beauty has made toward our Western civilization, from the earliest records of God’s love of beauty, to a young child who sees beauty almost as soon as he is born. Our civilization thrived, prospered and matured through beauty. Our great artists, architects, writers, philosophers and scientists have always referred to beauty with awe and wonder. It is in the modern era that beauty began to be undermined and eventually neglected by intellectual leaders.

Reclaiming Beauty will show that abandoning beauty leads to the death of culture, and eventually that of society. Modern man’s neglect of beauty has initiated the cult of ugliness, leaving us with bleakness and nihilism.

Yet, people want beauty. And they will surround themselves with some kind of aesthetic quality. The man on the street may be able to recognize beauty, but he would not be able to explain why it is beautiful. He may desire beauty, but does not know how to attain it. And he is easily distracted by destroyers of beauty. It is the the task of experts to guide him in the right direction.

With Reclaiming Beauty, I will make a historical, cultural and societal review of beauty. I will trace the steps when beauty was eventually abandoned as a paradigm for civilization.

Rather than attributing beauty to a Godly goodness, philosophers, writers and artists began to view beauty as their nemesis. They saw God as a judge who would not let them do as they wished. In order to pursue the image of beauty they desired, they began to look elsewhere. They began to abandon God, and by abandoning God, they began to change their world, filling it with horror and ugliness.

The purpose of Reclaiming Beauty is to develop ideas and strategies for bringing beauty back into our culture, and to eventually reclaim beauty.

The Saints Worked Alone: Support Reclaiming Beauty

Each saint is recognized for his particular characteristics. But all saints were warriors, fighters, for God, and in the name of God. They didn't seek political positions or layman popularity.

But that never diminished their convictions, their mission.

We have their confessions and examples to follow:

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Mississauga Gulag: Start With the Arts

shift CTRL

CURATED BY ANU RADHA VERMA
SEPTEMBER 6 – DECEMBER 21, 2018

Gallery spaces are often conceived of as separate(d) from communities, requiring community members to cross a threshold to enter, engage and be included. shift CTRL is a search for the liminal space, not simply inviting people in, but recognizing the ways in which the institution is always a part of community. Over three months, the XIT-RM is transformed into a multi-use space for shift CTRL with three distinct components that ask questions, celebrate community and challenge barriers.

responding to the city we are in: engagement hub on art, politics and belonging
September 6 – September 30

community collaborations: short-run exhibitions with local groups committed to social change
October 1 – October 31

shift CTRL B(l)ackspace: Kadeem Dunn’s playable showcase examines the past/present of Blacks in gaming
November 1 – December 21

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From: Mandy Salter
Date: Wed, May 9, 2018 at 12:00 PM
Subject: Kidist Asrat - no longer permitted entry to the AGM premises or events
To: Kidist Paulos Asrat
Cc: Ryerson Maybee , Susan Legge , Sadaf Zuberi

Hello Ms. Asrat,

I had emailed you some months back expressing the AGM’s concern with the nature of your reviews and commentary for the AGM’s programmes, staff, artists and community. I had clearly articulated at the time that if the hateful and insulting tone of many of your blog posts, in regards to AGM content, staff and or community did not cease, you would be no longer welcome at the AGM. While you certainly have the right to freedom of speech, the AGM also has the right to not be defamed and or the recipient of hate propaganda.

As you have continued to criticize, defame and generally create an unsafe space for many at the AGM, you will no longer be permitted to enter the AGM premises under the Trespass to Property Act, RSO 1990, c. T.21 - Ontario.ca

If you are to enter the AGM premises at any time in the future, you will be escorted off the property immediately by City Security.

Mandy Salter
--Mandy Salter MA ISA
---Director/Curator

Germans and Civilization

Photo of sleeping quarters
in the palace Residenz Platz in Wurzburg, Bavaria
[Photo By: KPA, ca 1980]

The Ernst Zundel event was seven years before I was to become a "Landed Immigrant" in Canada. I acquired this status based on the high points I obtained through my educational merits: BS, MS, and ABD - All But the Dissertation - in the sciences, and my language proficiency in both French and English, although I had Spanish and Amharic on my list too.

I read Ernst Zundel years later, and sad to say I went wth the MSM reports of "anti-semite, who deserves his prison term."

Now, of course as I write to advance the Western Civilization's contributions to beauty, and especially the German civilization's (how about Mozart), I begin to understand the truth.

The record of the persecution of German-Canadian heretic Ernst Zundel by a de facto Sanhedrin, for publishing the book, 'Did Six Million Really Die?' is almost too fantastic to countenance. Zundel was prosecuted in Toronto under an archaic False News provision of an old Edwardian legal code. He faced two years in prison if convicted. In response, he put the so-called Holocaust' itself on trial. Zundel's defense was initially regarded by the press and public as preposterous. How can anyone 'deny the Holocaust?' was the incredulous response to the news that Zundel would vigorously defend himself and the free speech rights of all Canadians. The trial was expected to be a quick and ignominious rout of Zundel and his supporters. But in a startling reversal, the 'survivors' who had appeared in court in order to send him to jail, had to submit their testimony to scrutiny, the rules of evidence and cross-examination, something that had never happened before and has never happened since. Canadians grew ever more surprised and shocked at the amazing admissions which the defense team elicited from the supposed eyewitnesses to the homicidal gas chambers. As a result, television reporters and print journalists who covered the 1985 trial produced broadcasts and news reports that turned Canada upside down. Zundel was tried again in 1988. The Great Holocaust Trial reports on both thought crime trials. Softcover, 182 pages. Illustrated. Large format.

The above text is from:
The Great Holocaust Trial: The Landmark Battle for the Right to Doubt the West’s Most Sacred Relic
By Michael Hoffman

The Grandeur of the King Dignifies the Cook

The short article The Grandeur of the King Dignifies the Cook by Plinio Corrêa de Oliveira, which I've posted below, beautifully exemplifies my attempt at putting beauty at the forefront of our lives. There is a branch of modern thought that declares beauty elitist: only a few (especially women) are beautiful; only the rich can live in beautiful homes, etc. What happens in this case is rather than untangle this "elitism" of beauty, the modern world has (or in the hypocritical nature of the modern world's elites, they have) abandoned beauty and throw out ugliness and horror instead as an ideological response to the elitism of beauty.

Of course these elites continue with their quest of beauty, which now only money can buy, but which comes soaked in snake venom. Even they must eventually find it repulsive.

Here is what I wrote about the universality of beauty. And below that is the article by Plinio Corrêa de Oliveira.

Excerpt from How to Acquire Style and Substance
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
Reclaiming Beauty

[The] interesting thing about aesthetics is that it doesn’t require “equality” to function in any and all levels of life. The young shop girl can look beautiful (or at least aesthetically pleasing) and can borrow her ideas form the wealthy socialite to form her own pleasant look. Also, when beauty is around, even in limited quantities, everyone benefits. A beautiful statue in park is for everyone to appreciate. A beautiful lady glimpsed at in her car (in a store, a restaurant, etc.) makes people happy, including the lowly shop girl. Beauty does make the world a better place, I’m convinced.

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The Grandeur of the King Dignifies the Cook

Plinio Corrêa de Oliveira


An aerial view of Windsor Castle

Looking at this photo one’s first impression is that of a setting for a fairy tale. The immensity of the edifice, the marvelous variety of parts, the delicacy and strength that are affirmed in everything – all suggest that one is in the presence of something that far surpasses our day-to-day reality. This fantastic set of buildings is both the symbol and the shrine of an institution: the British Royalty.

In this symbol – like so many others of traditional England – the appearances still do not bear the mark of Protestantism, Liberalism or Socialism. What is expressed in these granite forms is still the medieval and Catholic concept of the divine origin of public power, the true majesty that should surround any political regime, and the paternal mark that should characterize it.

Paternal mark, we say. This castle does not aim to show massiveness, but talent. It is not made to intimidate, but to delight. The subject who contemplates it does not shiver at its sight; he does not feel like fleeing, but rather like entering.

And this for one simple reason: The King is a father who affably calls his subjects to himself, not an executioner who inspires fear to them.

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The Immense kitchen of Windsor

The relations between the great and the small are influenced by this ambience. The nobility of the Lord is transmitted to his servant.

Thus the immense kitchen of Windsor, at left, which is very authentically a kitchen, is indisputably a high, noble and worthy kitchen of a castle. It communicates something of the royal dignity itself to the humble menial activity of the cook and gives it a splendor that is, as it were, regal.

This is because in Christian Civilization the grandeur of the Lord does not humiliate the servant, but elevates him.

Translated from Catolicismo, August 1959
Posted November 14, 2012

False Premise of Liberals' "Dialogue" to Push You into a Corner

The idea of having a dialogue with people with whom one completely disagrees is a liberal, and a left liberal, proposition.

Steve Paiken in his (liberalized) view at The Agenda, tries to argue AGAINST this premise in his most recent program: Theatre of the Extreme:

The idea behind a "dialogue" with leftist liberals is that you argue based on the premises presented BY THE liberals.

You start already with a losing proposition, and not only that, with a false premise of dialogue.

This is the liberals' way of pushing you into a corner.

If you don't agree to a dialogue then you are unreasonable.

If you do agree and enter the "dialogue," then stakes are already against you, and you WILL come out as unreasonable, and in the favourite word of the (liberal) era: bigoted.

Why should you enter a dialogue with anyone if your fundamental positions are opposed? What will that do other than produce rancour and resentment, probably more on your reasonable part and more "we got you" glee on the liberals' part, and even serious repercussions such as "criminal charges"?

Modern family discussions based on diametrically opposed opinions will only result in yelling across the dinner table. That is why any substantial discussion between "politically opposing" members NEVER occurs. Who wants to enter into verbal warfare during the now infrequent family gatherings? You will have a sour taste in your mouth, and it aint the burned turkey.

Prior to the Era of Liberalism, people argued based assumed premises:

- The supremacy of God
- The importance of traditional cultural inheritance
- The necessity of maintaining the culture
- The importance of transferring one's culture to future generations

Anything that that deflects or deters from these premises cannot be present at the dinner table (or the public forum).

In other words successful societies argue (and have forums) based on SIMILAR premises, and anyone else or anything else is a traitor or an enemy, and subject to the county's proceedings on their fate (imprisonment and even the death penalty)

Liberal dialogue is the dialogue of traitors and enemies. The liberalized society of our modern era, through its various laws and procedure, SILENCES OPPOSITION, This is actually a natural state of the human condition. Diametrically opposed ideas CANNOT exist in a society because it deteres from the "normal" function of that society.

Therefore liberals HAVE TO silence that opposition through a false and deceptive poston of "free speech" and "freedom of thought" if it is to function at all.

But if you do, in good faith, follow that premise and enter the "dialogue," then you WILL have the liberal mafia descend on with a blink of an eye.

I know. It has happened to me.

Happy Thanksgiving!

[Photo By: KPA]

I won't go into ANY of the controversies:
- "Today is Columbus Day"
- "Columbus didn't discover America"
- "'Native Canadians do not accept this holiday because..."

Well, I just did skim through them, and tomorrow we'll continue with the war.

So today, let's simply give thanks for the harvest, which is what Thanksgiving is all about.

Happy Thanksgiving!

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(I posted the same fighting words for my Thanksgiving post last year.)

The Fate of the Queer

When I started to write this post, I misspelled "faith." The title should have read "The Faith of the Queer," instead of The Fath of the Queer." Although technically it wasn't my spelling error but the (now) limited functions of my keyboard.

Disclosure: my "i" and "k" on my keyboard don't work so I have to rely on my spellcheck to catch the errors. My spellcheck has filed as correct certain words like "wth" (perhaps because of frequent use and misspelling), and there's no red squiggly line to show that I've made a mistake.

Fortunately, I have a "screen keyboard" where I can just click in the missing letters. But when I rush through proofreading, I tend to pass over "wth" (and other words).

So.

When I titled this blog post as "The Fath of the Queer," meaning to write "The Faith of the Queer" I got of course a red squiggly line under "Fath." And when I resorted to spellcheck, I got "Fate."

And that makes for a perfect title for this post!

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The Fate of the Queer

The Art Gallery of Mississauga is co-hosting an event in a neighborhood cafe. Here is what they have publicized on their "Facebook Events" page:

You’re Invited! Join us for a Critical Conversation on the intersections of faith and sexual and gender identities on Saturday, July 21st from 6:30-9:00pm at Studio.89, a barrier-free space with all-gendered washrooms. We’re proud to co-host this month’s Critical Conversation night with the Art Gallery of Misssauga and Queer, Trans, Black, Indigenous, People of Colour (QTBIPOC) Sauga. Our moderator will be no other than Anu Radha Verma.

[Note: the misspelling of "Mississauga" (highlighted in red above) was NOT my computer's error. The AGM with close to 1/2 a million in various (1, 2, 3) government government funds still cannot get its information up to par. I have a budget of ... ZERO]

Critical Conversations is one of Studio 89's FREE monthly events that engages the community and raises consciousness about critical issues that affect us locally and globally. We invite a panel of super knowledgeable folks to offer insight and facilitate our discussion. We want to celebrate Pride for our July Critical Conversation.

We’ve invited Panelists to share their stories about their religious, sexual, and gender identities. We can’t wait to see you! Please don't hesitate to email beawesome@studio89.org if you have any questions.

QUEERS of Fate: Christian, Muslim, Hindu, Buddhist, Pagan - COME ON OVER!

The ever-accommodating AGM, with its Barrier-Free Space | All Gender Washroom is inviting you all to come to a discussion on your FATE.

NOT TO BE MISSED!!!!

"There is something creepy - ugly and secretive - about a lesbian woman"

I blogged a couple of days ago about dresses teaching young girls to become feminine, heterosexual women. Normal, in other words.

Well here is what I saw the other day at my local Walmart.

A slim, tallish woman, with very short hair, was squatting in the furniture section looking at something on a shelf close to the ground. She was kind of hidden by all the merchandise around her, but she still was visible for someone coming around the corner.

Which is where I came from.

And there she was, legs spread out, with her long summer dress, which despite its length was designed with long splits that easily fall open. I presume this would be to let in some of the summer breeze in heatwaves like what we have now.

But I'm sure the dress isn't that modest even when she's standing, and the slits are deliberately designed to expose legs. But crouching the way she was, the dress flew open, exposing all her privates.

Perhaps she is a dancer and she's used to squatting like this. Her underwear was black and sturdy, not some flimsy lingerie-type thong. She looked kind of athletic.

Or she is a lesbian and is just waiting for some female to walk by and recognize her advances for some lesbian adventure in Walmart's basement, without being overtly pornographic about it. If someone confronted her, all she would have to say was that she was looking for something low down.

In any case, it was rather shocking. Imagine if a young girl (teen-aged and vulnerable) HAD seen her? The prowlers of iniquity are everywhere now. And they have the full support of the media: advertisements, commercials, news, sitcoms, movies, magazines, books, libraries. The world is now a smorgasbord of lesbian sex. Take your pick.

But still she has to be cautious. Parents still (always) want their children to grow up to be heterosexual. The real percentage of "out" homosexuals is still minuscule. Films and sitcoms present gay characters as though they are battling some societal taboo: that they are not normal.

So lesbians who prowl in mall basements need to cover their moves with pretend shelf browsing.

Also, she probably saw me and was posing for my benefit. I am old enough to know better.

It was disconcerting for a minute. I went back again to make sure I saw what I saw, which was indeed what I saw.

I walked slowly away. A little further on, I made the sign of the cross: "Protect me, Lord, from the evil around me."

I have strength from prayer and the protection of God. What will that young girl, full of the glossed-over imagery of lesbian sex, have to protect her?


Glamming Up Lesbianism at the Urban Decay cosmetics store
Square One Shopping Centre
[Photo By: KPA]

I've labeled this post "Reclaiming Beauty." Beauty is in the definition of the sexes, their specific roles and their behaviour following God's command.

There is something creepy - ugly and secretive - about a lesbian woman. This particular one's furtive behaviour shows that she is following Satan's command to disrupt and dismantle our world: to destroy the feminine and replace it with some undefinable creature instead.