I am a true Constitutionalist who thinks that the US Constitution, while not perfect, presents a form and function of government that is superior to our modern-day de facto version of it. As a Constitutionalist– a strict one — I cannot throw in with either major political party. (And I don’t like the minor parties, either, for many of the same reasons, along with some other reasons that I won’t bore you with here.)Continue reading Why Donald Trump Should Be in the White House, According to a Non-Trump Supporter
There is a fire that burns in the hearts of some—an American Fire. It’s a fire of the mind that starts when certain principles and ideas are mixed together. Not every American has it, nor does every American want it—nor understand it. Yet in a few, it burns so fiercely that it startles the rest to see someone care so much.Continue reading American Fire by Jack Pelham
Here’s my 3-part video primer on my philosophy of Reality-Based Thinking (honesty, rationality, and responsibility). It’s based on years of studying cognitive science on the psychology of rational thinking (since 2011). And I note that while it doesn’t quote the Bible directly, it does jibe really well with my lifetime of Bible study.Continue reading Reality-Based Thinking Video Primer
In my frequent discussions about truth/reality, I’m often asked a question of this general sort:
“But which reality? The one about how things actually are, or the one that people perceive or believe?”
It’s a very common point of confusion in our society, yet to me, the difference between the two is like night and day. The definition of reality that I use goes something like this:Continue reading But WHICH Reality?
It’s easy enough for you to say,
“Come, Lord Jesus!”.
But if he did,
Then it wouldn’t just be
You saying religious stuff.
No, it would be you saying religious stuff
And Jesus standing there
Hearing you say it—
Face to face.
In these dark days
When corruption abounds in the land—
When the tyrant and the scoundrel
Seem all one can find in the public hall—
And no hero can be found
Who is true to the core—
The man dares not too far afield
From where his life was set,
But keeps himself quite close at home
And ventures little yet.
He wishes for better—
As if in the wishing
He were doing a worthy deed,
Long overdue among the countless
Neglects in this haggard world.
He sets it aright in the vista of his mind,
And manages, when he can,
To feel some satisfaction in it—
For it is his due, he thinks,
For having burst the bonds of convention
In daring to think, for a change,
How things should be.
And he is certain of it—
And of himself—
And of his deftness of conviction.
And he wonders from time to time why they don’t
Ask him to do more such work—
Why he isn’t summoned
To do this more often—
Visionary that he is.
Or perhaps the day after—
He will wish about something else.
And so begins a new venture,
The better for which
This world will surely be,
He is certain,
When he has at last
Wished it hard enough
That he can mine from it
That scant morsel of piety
That he is fortunate sometimes
To feel after such great works.
And should someone else
Wish the wish alongside him,
Lauding the greatness of his vision,
He is more sure to sense
The reassuring signal
That he has got it right
Yet once again,
And that his worth
To this world is certain.
And so it goes—
And so go his years,
Until at long last,
That he has done little
But to wish things different—
That his life’s great work has consisted in
The slightest of all possible deeds—
In mental child’s play—
And that he has not taken, after all,
What he thought should be
His rightful place
Alongside the champions of the ages
Who, themselves, had forged those
Most precious of moments of history
By daring not merely to wish,
But to make it so.
He may, in fact, never see the difference
Between him and them.
He may never realize that
To a million wishers,
There may be but one
Who dares to do—
And that he has not been that one.
This afternoon, my dear wife, Kay, posted the following on Facebook–presumably about me.
My husband does stuff like messaging ‘on way home’ or ‘leaving now’, and then I’ll see he’s still there minutes and sometimes even hour later. #SlaveToSavingTheWorld
So I thought I’d share with you my reply, which I have since edited a touch here and there, because I’m cool like that.Continue reading Albert Einstein Was Late