Church of England No Longer Leads Worldwide Anglican Church

So the Archbishop of Canterbury has finally stepped over a line that actual Christians won’t tolerate.  Allowing the blessing of same sex “marriages” was the bridge too far.  Seventy five percent of the worldwide Anglicans have voted with their feet and have pulled the plug on the leadership of the Church of England under the Archbishop.

“A group of Anglican church leaders from around the world have ousted the Archbishop of Canterbury as their head following the decision to allow the blessing of same-sex couples in England.

The Global South Fellowship of Anglican Churches (GSFA) has said in a statement that it no longer considers Justin Welby to be ‘leader of the global communion’, and it has ‘disqualified’ the Church of England from being its ‘mother church’.

Earlier this month, the General Synod – the Church of England’s legislative assembly – passed a motion to allow the blessing of same-sex couples in civil partnerships.

The GSFA said it speaks for 75% of Anglicans around the world, officially representing 25 member provinces – mainly in Asia, Latin America and Africa.

In its statement released on Monday, the group accused the Church of England of ‘taking the path of false teaching’ and going against ‘the historical biblical faith’ by allowing same-sex blessings, adding: ‘This breaks our hearts.'”

All I can think to say is finally!  If actual Christians start doing this everywhere the hierarchy has descended into depravity it will be a relief to the flock.  The next shoe to fall will be the Roman Catholics when Anti-Pope Francis comes out of the closet as Trans-Pope Francine I.

It really is time for Christians to clearly separate themselves from the likes of the fake Christian churches like the Episcopalians and the various other denominations that have descended into atheism in the pulpit.

Christians have a book of rules, it’s called the Bible and it doesn’t take a genius to see that the current crop of religious leaders are not Christians.  They’re woke bureaucrats.  Let them stay in the empty churches and let actual Christians band together to make a community of families who want to recognize all the traditional truths.  That, “God made them male and female.”  And He said “be fruitful and multiply.”  Let them have their LGBTQ church with transgender monstrosities and twelve pride months a year.  Just leave us out.

Don Lemon and the Babylon Bee

Beautiful day.  Some sun, high fifties.  Kinda windy, but still.  The mallards have returned to the puddle.  They’re probably raising a family so that’s always a good opportunity for a photo or two.  As I’ve said this incredibly warm winter is a fantastic thing.  Daffodils are out of the ground and spring feels like it’s right around the corner.

Got a good laugh reading about Don Lemon putting his foot in his mouth again.  I always enjoy it when two different cohorts of the leftist coalition get into a slap fight.  And it’s a good one.  A gay black man and two middle aged white women fighting about when a woman is past her prime?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=s632y3ffIkw

That’s a win-win if I ever heard one.  Don is so rankled by having to share the stage with women that he’s primed to start hissing and spitting even before anything is said.  I watched the event several times.  It’s wonderful.  These two women hate Don’s guts and the feeling is obviously mutual.

Some people are hoping he gets fired now.  But I hope they’re chained together for as long as possible.  The further adventures of this trio has train wreck written all over it.  Could Don make history by being the first gay man accused of rape by straight women?  I don’t see how but that is the card that these Karens are always hoping to play.  Maybe they could come up with some kind of psychic rape or some such thing.  They should at least try.

Don will probably accuse them of racism and homophobia.  And wouldn’t that be fun.  Think of it.  CNN would have its own white supremacist, gay bashing correspondents right there on their morning show.  They could be denounced by …, well, by everybody!  But just think what Joy Reid could do with this.  She would summon up visions of KKK marchers coming for Don’s head on a pike.  She would literally foam at the mouth.  It would be must see tv.

Then Don could sue CNN for a zillion dollars and call it reparations for his modern-day enslavement there at CNN.  MSNBC could cover it round the clock and eventually CNN would go out of business and everyone except Don Lemon would be glad.  Don unfortunately would be forced to find another gig.  Not such an easy thing for him anymore.

So, imagine a world in the future where both Don Lemon and the two shrews he’s battling with were disqualified from appearing on television because they were just too annoying for the majority of viewers.  Wouldn’t that be a wonderful world?  And the only question we have to ask is how do we get to that world?  Well, it seems clear.  We need to make it possible for people like that to be mocked as both stupid and unentertaining.

And we’ll know we’re there when Saturday Night Live is competing against something really funny like The Babylon Bee.  That’s right, when things that are actually funny are shown on the major media outlets, we’ll know that the woke virus has run its course and burned itself out.  And people can say what they really think without fear of being banished to oblivion by the gatekeepers and scolds.

The first tiny steps are happening.  Twitter has reinstated the Bee.  Hopefully enough people support the Bee by going to their site.  And if you’ve got some spare change become a member.  That will help.

It’s too bad we can’t stop paying for things like MSNBC and CNN that we don’t like.  The cable system doesn’t allow for that, which is a shame.  So, all we can do is throw a few bucks at the things that we do like.

Well, that’s what I thought about today.  Back to work.

Of Chatbots and Cheese

So, as I was saying yesterday, the kids and the grandkids came over.  And Camera Girl killed the fatted calf, cooked it and then afterward served cake and ice cream to the stuffed survivors.  I skipped all the meatballs and sauce and made my self three sandwiches; a Reuben, a roast beef, provolone with mayo on “peasant bread” and a free form that included mustard, corned beef, lettuce and sweet gherkins on French bread; all washed down with hot coffee.  Suffice it to say I ate too much but have no regrets about it.  Later on, I had way too much vanilla ice cream and pound cake.  About that I do have regrets.  But c’est la guerre.

Today I faced the new day feeling bilious and groggy.  But all this warm weather of late inspired us to head for the state park for a long walk in the woods.  Seriously, I really want to thank whatever climatic forces are responsible for this winter’s mild weather.  I hereby agree to whatever destruction of the planet occurs and with my blessings.  Walking in the middle of February through this park without snowshoes is an innovation that is well worth finishing off those poor devils living at the Equator.  And since our Lizard Overlords are bringing all those people here anyway, at least I can have the benefits of a warmer climate here in Dunwich without feeling bad about it.  So, after the strengthening and revivifying effects of our hike I am restored to health and looking forward to enjoying the rest of this holiday weekend.

During the festivities yesterday I was able to talk with my eldest grandson and he told me he managed to get on the Dean’s List at the college where he is studying computer science.  Apparently, that requires a 4.0 grade point average.  I was impressed.  He is a lot like me.  Which means that studying for any subject in which he hasn’t any interest, is very difficult.  So that means he is displaying considerable discipline.  I attribute this to his parents spending a lot of time stressing the need for conscientiousness.  So, I am impressed with them too.

We discussed the recent trends in computer science.  We both got a laugh out of the recent vicissitudes of the “metaverse.”  The fact that the geniuses at Facebook didn’t realize that people don’t want to walk around wearing virtual reality headsets all the time is ridiculous.  After all, it’s one thing to wear a headset while flying an F-16.  There it’s a matter of life and death.  But in almost any other instance real life is superior to virtual life.  Think about it.  I can go into a field and throw a real baseball around with my grandsons.  Or we can all stand around wearing VR headsets and pretend to throw around a baseball.  That is so lame as to even defy comparison to other lame things.

Then we talked about artificial intelligence and of course ChatGPT.  He was generally very excited, not about the present chatbots, but rather about the potential in the near future.  Apparently, the level of sophistication is still growing quickly and whereas currently the behavior merely mimics human thought he was enthusiastic about it becoming closer to human creativity over time.  I warned him that AI’s ability to replace humans in the workforce might someday even allow it to replace computer scientists and he ruefully agreed the potential is there.

It was a very interesting conversation.  I still think of artificial intelligence as a tool.  If I let a chatbot write an essay for me, I’d use the output as a framework from which I’d insert the creative ideas that I wanted to make.  Facts and figures and even sententious musings aren’t thinking.  They’re scenery.  You have to have a point of view.  Sure, you can tell a chatbot the point you’re making but it still sounds like a Wikipedia entry.  I defy a chatbot to rise to my level of outrage.  And since my point of view is currently algorithmically forbidden to chatbots, by definition, I am immune from their competition.

Afterward, Camera Girl joined with the kids going to a middle school theatrical performance and Princess Sack of Potatoes saw her first live play.  And she was enthralled.  Camera Girl just watched her reactions to the performance throughout and said it was amazing.

And I thought, how is an algorithm going to mimic that?  An intelligent and emotional child “learning” about theater; how will the computer scientists mimic that?  The human brain only has about ninety billion neurons.  I’m sure supercomputers can multiply that number of memory slots almost infinitely.  But can we even define what it means to be a human being.  I’m not sure we currently can.  I’m not even sure we’ll ever be able to.  Lots of people are convinced that consciousness is just a level of complexity.  Once we have umpty-ump petaflops of computing power HAL will wake up and take over the world.  I’m far from sure that’s true.  It’s fun to use in science fiction stories but reality may not oblige us.  How do you program the point of view of a four-year-old girl watching a live play for the first time?  Where’s the slider for enthralled?

So, despite living in the pall of the East Palestine mushroom cloud and the other outrages that the Biden dismantling of America subjects us to, I’ve found fresh evidence that human life still contains transcendent beauty.  We are much, much more than the sum of our neurons and other cellular components.  We are capable of fascinating and remarkable behaviors.  Maybe we’re not quite obsolete yet.  Sure, the Lizard Overlords may take away our modern conveniences like gas and oil and force us back into a pre-industrial lifestyle but it will still be as human beings and that is an amazing simulation to be a part of.