Once upon a time you could find posts here at LTG that did not revolve around me and my so-called life. Hard to believe I know, but I had a pleasant reminder of this yesterday from long time reader and blog buddy Kevin Kim.
Kev, who still writes on issues of substance, recently posted here regarding the socialism induced bankruptcy of the government in Finland. In response to a comment I left on his post, Kevin said it was the future I had predicted some time ago on my blog. I had no recollection of that but he came back with this post I’d written 14 years ago! Well, what I had to say back then wasn’t exactly rocket science but it impressed the hell out of me that he remembered it at all and that he was able to ferret it out from the sewer of my archives. Thanks for that Mr. Kim!
Anyway, I don’t bother arguing politics much these days. It seems pointless since I doubt I’m going to change any minds. I still follow along with what is happening back in the USA and it both makes me sad for my country and glad that I’m not there to experience it up close and personal. So what I’m saying is this blog will continue to serve as a reminder that no man is totally worthless–he can always serve as a bad example! You’re welcome.
Yesterday I was able to briefly step out of my pathetic self-centered life with my monthly visit to the King’s Fil-Am orphanage.
The kids all seem happy and well cared for. And the little bit of help I’m able to provide each month seems appreciated. The director sent me a thank you email that made me smile:
God bless you as you continue to share your blessings to these unfortunate children, but fortunate enough because of your love.
To God be the Glory!
Well, I’m not a religious man at all, but if a God I don’t believe in is helping these kids by using me as a tool, more power to Him! I know it is kinda of gauche to make a public display of charity, but being the self-centered bastard that I am I can’t help myself it fulfills in part one of the goals I set when moving here: to make a difference. I’m not changing lives or doing anything all that meaningful or significant, but I’m at least making things a little bit better for a few folks and I’m happy about that. It takes some of the edge off the guilt that comes with living large amongst people who have so little.
Speaking of making things better:
Oh, and last night across the bay someone was trying to burn down a mountain.
Life marches on! Hope you will come back for more nothing of substance soon.
That last picture makes me think of a scene from “The Thirteenth Warrior,” in which a group of Vikings sees what they call a “fireworm” working its way down a mountain. It’s actually a procession of local, torch-wielding barbarians who plan to attack the Vikings and aren’t bothered to hide the fact.
Good for you re: helping those kids. “Blessed, to be a blessing,” as my old pastor would say. In other words, you were blessed into order to serve as a blessing to others. I don’t think you have to believe in God to believe in the power and possibility of blessings.
Great-looking ribs. Are you going to join the growing trend of people doing their own home versions of McDonald’s McRib sandwich? You can see a lot of these sandwiches on YouTube. I’m pretty sure you can easily find the pickles and the onions for the home-made McRib, but finding the exact bread might be a chore. Unless you’ve got an awesome local baker…
Oh, as for remembering that post: I’m not sure whether I was even reading your blog back in 2005. I found that entry by clicking your “LTG Blog Stats” and noticing that one of your posts was heavily, heavily commented. Curious, I clicked on the post and found your prophecy. Also, lots of surly comments from leftie naysayers.
👍 on you helping the kids – looks fun
Good stuff, Kev. I’ll need to check those blog stats. I used to get a lot of spam comments before I installed one of those blockers.
Ribs on bread? I don’t normally even eat my pulled pork on bread. I’m not stridently low carb these days, so perhaps. Actually, I had a bulgogi Philly cheesesteak sandwich for dinner last night from a place where the owner is Korean-American. Pretty damn good.
Damn barbarians ought to use flashlights next time!
Hi Bob, thanks for the comment. Yeah, it’s a good feeling for sure.