It’s Clearly Black and White
Did you happen this past week to catch the latest cancel culture casualty? The newly hired editor of Teen Vogue (a young woman of color) was forced to resign due to insensitive racist remarks she wrote when she was a teenager ten years ago at the naive age of 17. She has since apologized for those remarks but that didn’t matter to the cancel culture crowd - those awful words should never have been uttered and she was booted out of her job.
Play Your Wild Card
Once upon a time there was a fellow who attended a basketball game at a local high school. He walked into the dingy gym to watch one of the nation’s top ranked teams play. He was amazed by the skill of these young athletes - flying through the air with lay-ups and slam-dunks - not to mention their incredible running and shooting skills.
Finding a Priceless Pearl in a Sea of Pandemic Problems
Ray Welch of Orange, California, found a "priceless pearl" nearly two decades ago. Since then, his life has never been the same. He left behind a life in law enforcement as a frequent SWAT-team negotiator and found peace after discovering truths about God and began drawing close to Him. While Welch always sought to serve others, "the opportunity of serving God has had no comparison," he said. Welch is not alone.
If Truth Be Told
As a very young child I watched each day as my father left for work and I happily understood that my dad was an engineer. Of course, my very young brain told me that he was the engineer of —what else? A train! How cool is that?! It wasn’t until he left for Cape Canaveral to work with the space program that I found out he was an electrical engineer. I wasn’t sure what that was but knew enough that I wasn’t going to be riding on a train any time soon! This example may be humorous but what’s happening to accuracy, reality, and truth in our society isn’t. It looks like real truth, as we have known it, is deceased - gone, kaputt. In its place we now have what is called “your truth.” It’s actually an artificial substitute for someone’s personal opinion.
Mr. Potato Head becomes woke capitalism’s hot potato
Every now and then I wonder about the cultural historians who will have to — presumably straight-faced — write a history of the past few years in America. A little over a year ago, I wrote a column for this very website about the death of Mr. Peanut: the monocle-sporting Planter’s Peanuts mascot (his death, it turned out, was greatly exaggerated). I thought at the time we’d reached the nadir of late modernity. I was wrong. The latest cultural outcry concerns Mr. Potato Head. T
