Making Martyrs!

 As per usual, the left is trying really, really, hard to do something really, really stupid as far as their cause is concerned. If you lend me your ear, no, I will not sing you a song, but I will try to explain my thought process and why this new round of impeachment and the attempted destruction of this president will backfire in such horrific fashion that I doubt the likes of those currently occupying the US Congress have enough mental wherewithal to grasp it fully.

A long, long time ago, I saw a movie called Braveheart. Yes, I know it is rated R, but that’s okay, I’m not Jehovah’s Witness, and I was talked into it by a pastor. If you’ve not seen the movie, it revolves around a man named William Wallace, who became a folk hero through an unfortunate chain of events and led a rebellion against the English. This movie was based on a true story. Yes, there was a William Wallace back in the 1300s who was hanged, disemboweled, beheaded, and quartered to send a message to anyone else considering fighting for their independence.

Up until his death, William Wallace was a hero to some, a warrior to others, and a trouble maker to others still. However, once the people saw what the English were capable of, he became a martyr around whose name the cause of liberation coalesced to the point that Scotland achieved its independence at the Battle of Bannockburn nine years later. I know, you thought I was kidding about that whole history wonk thing, but I digress.

Although there are always exceptions, most people have an ingrained sense of fairness. They see what is happening, and even if they didn’t like the guy, the one thought that rises to the surface is if they can do this to a sitting president who also happens to be a billionaire, what chance do I have?

That should be very concerning for those trying to bulldoze everyone’s freedoms and rights as though they were nothing more than a nuisance because, at some point, it will reach critical mass. You can get away with tyranny for a season, but tyranny always has an expiration date.

At least now, there no longer remains a need for pretense. Everyone has shown their true colors, and we know who stands for what. While they were the minority, they plaid the victim and howled at the moon over every slight, real or imagined. Now that they feel they have the upper hand, they’re going for the jugular with bloodlust and abandon. You already have people insisting that you should have your children taken from you and reeducated, that you should be put in a cage, and that there is no room for you in civil society if you did not vote for the sniffer in chief.

You must show remorse and do public penance for ever doubting that Joseph Robinette Biden was the most articulate, distinguished, intelligent, and intellectually superior individual ever to walk the earth or that elected officials wanted what’s best for you as a citizen. Bow before your overlords and repent! Keep your head down, and don’t you dare look them in the eye! Know your place, serf, and be content with the crumbs they choose to throw you from time to time, or else.

In their nearsighted attempt to ensure Donald Trump goes away, they will only make him a martyr, a folk hero the likes of Robin Hood or William Tell, and the harder they try, the more popular he will become.

With love in Christ,

Michael Boldea Jr. 

Coexist!

 If you believed for a second that the people who risked federal prison for rigging a national election would just let bygones be bygones and continue with the status quo if they succeeded in their endeavor, you are inarguably one of the useful idiots Lenin so fondly referenced. Not that anyone paid any mind, but there have been some who for years pointed out that those who want to coexist will only want to do so until they have the power. Once power is attained, the whole notion goes out the window, to be replaced by submit or die, your choice.

History repeats itself because, contrary to the highbrow opinion we have of ourselves, man is woefully unoriginal. We fall into the same pattern generation after generation, and because it is such a consistent metric, we can get an idea of what’s in store for this nation in short order.

Granted, there are small but relevant differences from generation to generation, but the human condition’s overarching reality is the same. Intellectually inferior people with an aversion to hard work and personal responsibility will always try to game the system, attain power, then live off others’ labors using force and intimidation to keep them in line.

They often succeed because there are no rules they won’t break, there are no lines they won’t cross, and the thought of integrity or principle are as foreign and anathema to them as biblical theology is to Joel Osteen. Yeah, I know, punching down, but let me have that one. There isn’t much to smile about going on in the world today, so I have to take my merriment where I can.

But back to the serious, dangerous, and outright Orwellian actions we’ve been seeing of late, and keep in mind; there hasn’t even been an inauguration yet. Before you can use violence to do away with your opposition, you must first silence your opposition and render them irrelevant. How do you think guys like Hugo Chaves, Stalin, Lenin, or Nicolai Ceausescu got 100% of the vote every election while their citizens were starving? Because they allowed for free and fair elections or an honest policy debate?

The silencing has begun, but as always, I think they’ve underestimated just how much opposition there really is to becoming the next Venezuela, and, for now, at least, the average citizen can still defend himself, his family, and his home.

What is undeniable at this juncture is that eventually, they will set their sights on the Church because even if it begins in a roundabout manner, the target is always the household of faith. The enemy only has one enemy, and as believers, we tend to forget this more often than not.

I was having a phone conversation with a friend yesterday, and he asked what can be done at this juncture. I’ve thought about this on and off for some time, and here is the best advice I can give: Live every day as though you’ve just gotten a terminal diagnosis. You’ve always known something was off, that lump growing on the side of your neck wasn’t quite normal, but now you’ve been to the doctor, they’ve done the biopsy, and the bad news has been given.

You can waste your time going through the five stages of grief, hopscotching from denial to anger to bargaining to depression, or you can leapfrog to acceptance and live every day to its fullest. No, I’m not telling you to like it or embrace it, but to understand that this is now the reality we live in, and it will only worsen. We’ve always known this was coming, and like most, hoped we would get another four-year reprieve, but here we are, and save for a miracle, in the words of one Robinette Biden himself, dark days are ahead.

With love in Christ,

Michael Boldea Jr. 

High Hopes

Perhaps it’s just me, but I can’t shake the feeling that hopeful as everyone is for this upcoming year to be all they’ve ever dreamed of - to the point that the memory of the past year will evermore be expunged from their consciousness - it’s likely not going to. The best an honest, reasonable, realistic person can hope for is that this year is no worse than last year, but even that may be a bit of a stretch.

What if 2021 is the Tonya Harding to our collective Nancy Kerrigan, waiting in the wings with a metal pipe and malicious intent? That is a question to which we must have a decisive answer because I’m seeing people of all stripes, both Christian and otherwise, acting as though some arbitrary date automatically begins a new chapter, independent of the consequence of actions heretofore undertaken.

What does that mean in laymen’s terms? Well, we’ve run up a tab, our wallets are empty, we have no way of paying for what we’ve already consumed, but we’re still ordering the most expensive things on the menu. Eventually, the bill will come due. We are going to get cut off at some point, and an angry bouncer with a face scar will demand payment in full.

Sure, we can hope that some generous stranger comes along and settles our bill out of the goodness of their heart, but nobody’s that generous, and even if they were, nobody has enough to cover what we’ve already squandered.

So that’s just one issue. There are dozens of others waiting in the wings. Eventually, they’ll get tired of waiting. You can’t keep kicking cans down the road at Infinitum. Right now, as a nation, we are kicking so many cans it sounds like a newlywed couple’s car that was decorated by someone with OCD. All you hear is banging and clanging, with elected officials obsessively polishing the silverware while the ship is sinking.

Fix the holes first, then worry about the silverware. But there’s no profit to be made from fixing the holes. There are no cushy gigs you can get for your kids, or nephews, or spouses by doing what’s best for the American people. In order for their families to prosper, your family has to suffer. You’ve got to have someone to sell out in order to get paid, and for the most part, it seems the individuals elected to represent the people are selling out the selfsame people who elected them.

I could go on with the laundry list as to why I’m less than hopeful about this year being better than the previous year, but I don’t want to bum you out or cause consternation. I guess the point this morning if there is a point to this, is that your hope must be tethered in something other than a date, a person, a political party, or a bell’s palsy causing vaccine. Men will fail you; the government will fail you, even scrunching your eyes and wishing really, really hard for the best year ever will fail you. The one thing that will never fail you is God, and if you are anchored in Him, the waves may crash upon you, the winds may batter you, but you will remain whole. You will neither capsize nor crash upon the stones of hopelessness because the One in whom you’ve placed your trust gives permanence.

With love in Christ,

Michael Boldea Jr.