Name Someone of Homosexual Descent, Please

Here’s a curious piece from the archives (2006-07-15) which as cogently as I’ve ever done lays out the case for the absurdity of the underlying premise put forth by those who prefer perverse sex (and their fellow-traveler pseudoscientists) that perversity is genetic.  Like many diabolic attempts at reality-inversion, this one has just enough of a tenuous connection to the truth to cause the unwary to pause and consider the possibility of it being true, thus in some measure winning the battle in the Era of SoundBites.  The tenuous connection, of course, is that total depravity is indeed inherited — just not the way they think.

My comments on an article by Chuck Edwards on homosexuality posted at

Well done article, Chuck.

A minor typo: “…no matter how much it may be distained, degraded…” – the word is, of course, disdained.

I particularly liked two or three points you made that don’t ordinarily get into the debate.

You did a superb job of dismissing tolerance as a justification for destroying society – both sides find the other’s position intolerable, so without the moral high ground, that’s a stalemate. The matter to be determined, then, is “Who has the high ground?”

Toward that end, I’ve always appealed, as you do here, to the argument from reality. Boys and girls pair off nicely, and no other combination works. It’s so obvious it’s almost silly.

As you point out, rights inhere in people, and one specific rebuttal to the pro-sin position that should frequently be made is it’s not a civil rights issue. You refer to this tangentially, and very effectively, with the reductio ad absurdum illustrated by incest, and your characterizing it as preference makes clear that when, for example, the comparison is attempted to the civil rights movement, it should be immediately countered that unlike being of, say, African descent, no one is of homosexual descent. Think about that – especially when the argument turns to some presumed hereditary basis for the preference.

Finally, in footnote [1] you conclude that hermaphrodicity is not fatal to your argument, which is true. But rather than simply state that, it may be helpful to point out that such abnormalities actually bolster your case in that it is apparant that they are a mistake – odd, dysfunctional, clearly wrong and in need of correction, not, as the queers might have it, a vindication of their premise that their choice is also reflected in nature.

For Once

For once I find myself in agreement with Barack Obama.  There is no need to release the bin Laden corpse photos.  I don’t know whether I would agree with the arguments that compelled him to this decision, but it was the right one.

The issue is simple.  As Fouad Adjami put in on Bill Bennett’s Morning in America today, for those who believe, no further proof is necessary.  For those who don’t, no further proof is sufficient.

So it comes down to the conspiracy theorists for whom no evidence is compelling, and there is therefore no point in providing it, and those who allow that at some level the federal apparatus isn’t completely dysfunctional and can provide us with reliable information attested to by numerous groups and dozens of unrelated individuals within it.

And in the Era of Photoshop, there’s honestly no point in “photographic” evidence any more.  The moon landing never took place.  The Twin Towers are still there.  Alien craft visit regularly.  It’s all a giant conspiracy, you see.

Which is very unfortunate and disheartening, because there is, in fact, a spirit which is actually engaged in a conspiracy against Christ’s Body, and to the extent that the wacko noise infects and poisons the public discourse the real attacks against our culture, society, families, churches and leaders are masked.

I’m Loosing It

Someone, somewhere, probably in the Third, at some point taught/published/used and confused the terms “lose” (for those of you taken captive by this madness, pronounced [looz]) and “loose” ([loos]).  It is emerging as the most common English orthography mistake of all time, eclipsing even the notoriously misunderstood “affect” and “effect”.

For those who aren’t sure, ‘lose’ means to have something go missing, be lost, or metaphorically, to be deprived of, as in ‘lose control’.  I lose my keys when I misplace them.

 ‘Loose’ means to untie, to let go free, metaphorically to be unrestrained as in ‘loose morals’.  A bolt that isn’t properly tightened is loose.

A More Extended Thought from the Transition

I got a Greek New Testament from Mike Freed of Philadelphia as he was departing from Lenox in 1985, just as Paula and I were arriving to live at 9 Cliff Ave in Pittsfield.  We found Cliff Ave by calling off an ad in the Irk-shire Beagle and by sheer coincidence (aka Divine Appointment) it turned out to be owned by Pastor Stevens’ secretary, whose name escapes me.  Someone who knows it (there are several of you from whom I heard it in this connection) can post it in a comment.  Mike left an easy chair with us when he moved, and when I brought it to Cliff Ave and set it up I found three books in the side pockets.  One was this Aland et al GNT with plastic covers, not as nice as my copy with a fiber cover, but more durable.  Another was a copy of the Qu’ran.  The third was Pastor’s Bible Speaks from The Throne devotional, the really nice bound one with 373 (numbered) pages from the early 80’s — it’s undated, typically, but carefully noted with the type of paper and cover used.  I’m pretty sure it’s Mike Plunkett’s Mom’s copy, because it’s got “J Plunkett” written in pencil on the flyleaf.

After a fashion I began to use the GNT at services, to brush up my Greek reading speed and find out what Pr. S was talking about when he referenced the original words.  His pronunciation was sometimes Maine-ized to the point I wasn’t precisely sure which root it contained, and since without that the meaning was indiscernable I needed to see them to “translate” them.  “Exa-Lee-Fine” = εξαλειφω, “Beemer” = βημα, etc.  It surprised me to hear him speaking in Baltimore toward the end having rid himself of much of that colloquial style in the service of communicating more effectively.  His intent was that people should hear the Gospel.  He was determined to accomplish that.  If something, even a lifelong habit of speech learned from him Mother inhibited that, he was going to exercise, if necessary, herculean effort to change it.  It was very impressive to those of us who’d known him for a while, a sort of capstone to the many impressive accomplishments by the man.

In the course of using that Bible, I made notes in the leaves and on the pages, and I finally got around to transcribing some of those notes while waiting for the Wednesday evening prayer to begin at Starkey Road Baptist.  If this sounds trivial, consider — when I wrote those notes, before my Lasik surgery, I had a built-in 4-power magnifier just by removing my spectacles, so I would write infinitesimally with a 0.5mm pencil in order to maximize the amount of notetaking possible in the limited space available.  After Lasik, I have to resort to wearing 3.25 Readers and using the objective from an old Revere (slide?) projector that gave up the ghost in the 60’s to see the fine print.  On top of that, use of the book over the last 24 years smudged the carefully pencilled characters into a mass of sharply-defined but miniscule words interspersed by hazy blotches of sometimes indistinct, sometimes obliterated  entries.  If you’ve ever done this sort of restoration, you know how it’s necessary to revert back and forth between looking at the passage to recapture context and examining the individual characters to see what it might be.  Back and forth.

I store that Revere objective in a 4×3″ zipclose bag to keep the lenses clean.  Somehow that reminds me of how motor oil used to be sold in cans with metal lids that had to be pierced with a tool to open them.  Remember that?  I’ll leave it to you to discover what possible cognitive connection there could be betwixt those two that triggered that association.

But the point of all this introduction is to present those notes, for in them lies the value.  Many of them were made during and just after the transition from Lenox to Baltimore.  Bracketed means there is some doubt.  Herewith:

16 Mar 87 Rap

Categorical Doctrine – 55 MPH; Governmental Doctrine – patrol car 100 yards ahead in the other lane; Heb 4:13, Ps 139; categorical – what we know; governmental – who we know – living in the presence of God vs. experiencing the presence of God.

4/2/89  Commitment to GGWO made

26 Apr [87] [Schermerhorn] Dr. Stevens  Three Things at the Crossroads of Christianity at the End of the Last Days

1)  1 Pet 4:17  Judgement beginning at the House of God

2)  Remnant, not chastized, but persecuted [1 Pet] 1:6,7,8 promoted

3)  A passive group that doesn’t withstand; admire the Bible, but live in the Valley of Decision

4)  Happening in America  Heb 12:26  Earth and Heaven shaken, the [   ] unable to be shaken remain – this passage is in a measure now being fulfilled.

Some things that cannot be shaken

The peace of God  Is 26:3  not Jam 1:8  not Jer 45:5  Phil 4:6-7  Math 18:3

But – fallow ground must be disturbed

Hos 10:12  Heb 4:12  not ΓΑΛ 5:13

1 Cor 15:58  1 Tim 2:3 συγκακοπαθησον

It’s time for the Lord to work for they have made void his precious Word    healing forever

None of the world’s things can hinder the things that cannot be shaken.  Don’t be saved by fire.

A paralyzing attitude will creep into the church – men will make decisions to please themselves

Be a man who can be found faithful  Ps 108:[8]  Phil 1:6

Satan backs off.

Κορ Α 6:13  The Lord is [   ] the human body…  and he wants it [     ].  Inside that body is the Holy Spirit.

9 Oct 8[8]  Sun Eve Serv  Dr. Stevens  Towson High School

The Call – this would be a great message to answer Mary Anne’s arguments and fears.

Ps 90:12

 6 May 87

1)  Civic Law  1 Pet 2:13

2)  Moral Law  Ex 20:13-17

3)  Perfect Law of Love  ΙΑ 1:11

Successful Marriage

1)  Communion with Christ

2)  Everything Else (Communication, etc.)

Diabolical Deterrance – The Devil makes certain missionfields (like the Flaghouse) so daunting that most are deterred from ministering there.

P. Loftus  Sun Eve Intro  10 Feb 89  Hilton

Let’s do it God’s way  2 Sam 6:6

I See a Dawning

This world is a dark place, but…

A Light is shining

That’s as far as I’ve gotten.  There is more.

My answer to an article on War In Context


On 2010-08-22, I responded to an article at titled The new anti-Semitism to which I posted this comment:

Hmm.  So I take it you don’t consider the ground on which nearly 3,000 innocent people were crushed to irretreivable fragments by 10 Islamic jihadists hallowed.
What ground, one wonders, would you consider “hallowed,” if any?

And how surprising that the “tropes do not always line up.”  In fact, they never line up, as the writer concedes.  The whole thing is a straw man, because if we can’t defend Islam on factual grounds, we’ll just make something up.

But the most hilarious of all the bloviations masquerading as analysis is the delightful term “Islamophbic.[sic]”
I am fearful of Islam in the same way I’m fearful of kids popping bubblewrap.  Considering though the, uh, shall we say, less than encouraging record of Peaceful Behavior by Muslims as indicated for example in Barb’s post above, wouldn’t one suppose it prudent to have a certain attentiveness to the predisposition to violent behavior from avowedly religious motivation arising in that quarter?
Or should we just be as dumb as a brick regarding Islam, like George W. Bush, and happily proclaim it hijacked by a “tiny minority of extremists” and go celebrate diversity?  A tiny minority numbering at least 100,000,000 people worldwide, according to reliable polling.
The only islamophobia I’ve ever felt was when I was leaving the mosque after the Ramadan dinner (I was present by invitation), whereupon I realized that my host had fulfilled his Quranic responsibility to present the faith and invite me to join, and my rejection meant that I was now fair game for violent jihad.  Silly, I know, but then, ya know, there’s that pesky invite by Osama in 1998 that in his mind the US rejected and made us, oh well, guess we’ll have to teach the kuffar a thing or two about The Prophet, fair game for 9/11.
You know, that mundane, unremarkable place where all those broken-to-bits bodies are.

Barb’s post referred to in this piece is actually a repost of an article here.

Another (failed) attempt at humor

       My other current schtick line is that I am the “Geek Emeritus.”  I’m older than everybody I work with by at least a generation.  Sometimes more.  When people ask what certifications I’ve got, I reply that my certification is having written my first program on a TeleTypewriter and storing it on punched paper tape.  That was 1969.

This is an attempt at humor

       My current schtick line is that I’m “culturally oblivious.”  This means I’ve only seen four movies in my life, and mastered only one video game.  Actually I had to hack the video game.  Oh, and I hacked that other one, too, with the spispopd thing.

       I warned you it was an attempt.  Geeks are notoriously unfunny.

        But the video game I hacked is slightly noteworthy.  It’s called “Ladder,” and was bundled with the Kaypro 10 I bought in 1984.  For $2,950, and that was on sale for $1,000 off to make it competitive with the IBM PC-XT.  (At that time, you could still opt for the $400 operating system upgrade for the XT and get genuine Digital Research DOS instead of that Gates-thingy PC-DOS.)

       Anyway, the Ladder executable was compiled to Z80 assembler, and somewhere I obtained a convenient hex editor for CPM, so I found the place in the code where the “you die now” subroutine was and patched the executable by putting in a jump instruction to the exit, bypassing the death code.  So I’d die hitting one of the whatevers, and instantly come back to life in the same place.  Voila!  I win.

A Contrast in Library Categorizations

I made a note on 2007-09-16 regarding another happy recollection from my Bible College days in Lenox, Massachusetts.  I was tapped by the leadership to assist with organizing the Library, and as part of the process of cataloging the books in a custom application written in dBase II on a Kaypro with twin 5¼ floppies we devised a novel scheme of categorization suitable to our purposes.
My notes: 

 The world’s four library categorizations:

  • 1) Fiction
  • 2) Non-fiction
  • 3) Periodicals
  • 4) Reference

The library at Lenox’s four categorizations (with help from Pr. Tom Lareau)

  • 1) God’s Categorical Doctrine
  • 2) Sectarian Supportive Scholarship
  • 3) Satanic Noise Straight From the Pit
  • 4) Cosmic Drivel (or All Else)

We had great fun with it. Categorizing books became a joyous art.

The Relationship

The oft-repeated observation that Christianity is not a religion but a relationship was amplified by some thoughts I had while waking this morning.

Christianity establishes, explains and explores the Relationship.

It is established when by the grace of God the blood of the Lamb is efficaciously applied to an individual.

It explains the nature of being and the concept of truth.

And it is an invitation to the exploration of the creation of which we are a part and which has been devised for the purpose of providing the platform on which we can express the gifts and capabilities of humanness in their fullness.

The lone other reflection that arose immediately was one typical of my own inclination in analysis, the ongoing spectacle of pagans parading their cognitive dissonance as some sort of deep understanding cloaked in complexities whose profundity only confounds the pitiably less gifted and so makes pointless any attempt to elucidate it to the poor wretches.  The reflection was this — in explaining the nature of being, Christianity concomitantly explains such as why unborn children are humans.  (Pardon me for avoiding the terminology of choice (no pun intended) of those who would commandeer the argument by usurping the terms of the debate.  I decline to cede defeat a priori by using qualifiers like “fully human”, as if there were some validity to the idea that there is a distinction among humans by their “degree of humanness”.)  The explanation lies in a central point of doctrine, that of the Position of the Believer.  As adopted children in the royal family, we have already attained to the final state of acceptance in the Beloved and all that is contemplated thereby, though our experience evinces no proof of it.  In this light, visible only to ones who have themselves experienced the Spirit’s inner testimony of their being in possession of eternal life, it can be seen that the baby human, regardless of how little the manifestation of the attributes of maturity, is in full possession of humanity as such and deserving of the rights so to be accorded.

To one who knows nothing of eschatological identity, this is an unfathomable mystery.

ESL Program 10th Anniversary

Pinellas County, Florida has an ESL program directed by Pat Choi of New Harvest Asian Church that meets in the facilities of Seminole First Baptist Church on Park Boulevard.  Today they’re celebrating the tenth anniversary of the program with a morning service at the church to which all current and former teachers (and students?) have been invited, featuring participants in the program in the service.  Afterward there will be a luncheon (good old English teacher sort of word there) at which Pat will no doubt speak and commemorate all that has been accomplished in the last 10 years for literacy in Pinellas County.  We’re going, Paula, the girls and I, to be part of it in any way we’re called on and to rejoice together with the others in God’s faithfulness to provide an opportunity to have an impact and an outreach.