August, 2002. In the remotest Amazon jungle of Brazil, along a tributary of the Upper Xingu River, live the Xicrin-Kayapo people. They live traditionally as they have for centuries, isolated in their forests from the world. Here the young boys, painted and adorned, apprehensively await their initiation ceremonies into becoming young men. They are to be tested to show they have what it takes for the village to be proud of them.
Quick – name the only country in the world named after a woman. It’s the island nation in the Caribbean of St. Lucia, named after the patron saint of virgins, 4th century Saint Lucia.
The charm, beauty, and serenity of St. Lucia are unequaled in the Caribbean. Here you can have your own private retreat overlooking the twin peaks of The Pitons. The St. Lucian people take great pride in the immaculate spotlessness of their island and in their matchless reputation for personal warmth and hospitality.
While an English-speaking country and member of the British Commonwealth, there is a French tradition here as well, reflected in the fine cuisine and wines in restaurants. Yet I became fond of the local Piton beer as well. St. Lucia is the easiest island in the Caribbean to fall in love with – so it is no wonder that couples come from all over the world to get married or honeymoon here.
The megalithic temple of Hajjar Qim (hah-jar seem) on the island of Malta in the center of the Mediterranean, was built a thousand years before the pyramids in Egypt. The Stone Age people there made their temples of enormous stones weighing several tons cut from the limestone bedrock with tools of stone and antler horn for they had no metal, and moved them using small round-cut rocks as ball bearings for they had no wheels.
The massive stone I’m in front of weighs over 20 tons. These folks figured out all by themselves how to build these extraordinary temples to their gods and goddesses close to six thousand years ago. Nobody taught them. They were the first.
These ancient temples are only one of the so many things that entrance the visitor to Malta. Medieval walled cities, sea caves of day-glo blue water, sunset dining in fabulous restaurants with great food, great beer, and great wine, luxury hotels made from palaces or palazzos – all at reasonable cost.
The Shah-e-Cheragh (“King of Light”) mausoleum in Shiraz, Persia is one of the most astonishing architectural creations in the world. Known as the Mirror Shrine, the entire interior -- walls, ceilings, and domes – are covered with tiny cut mirrors arranged in complex geometric patterns, producing a starry celestial glow.
While exploring the Roman ruins of Sabratha on the Mediterranean coast of Libya in 2014, I came upon the men’s bathroom in the Gymnasium. “Now here’s a loo with a view!” I exclaimed, and noticed it was designed to have water flowing through the trough below the series of toilets.
Founded as a trading post by the Phoenicians in the 6th century BC, it was settled and rebuilt by the Romans some 500 years later, flourishing for centuries as a main supplier of olive oil for the Empire. Monumental temples and theatres were constructed, along with sumptuous villas adorned with gorgeous mosaic floors. All of this has been excavated for the visitor to explore as a preserved UNESCO World Heritage Site.
Mdina, Malta. In the medieval city of Mdina on the ancient Mediterranean island of Malta, I saw this carving on a old pillar – a hourglass with wings. What better symbolism could you have for the Roman caution in Latin: Tempus Fugit, Time Flies.
In the city of Lezhë overlooking the Adriatic Sea, there is a memorial to Albania’s national hero, Scanderbeg (1405-1468). Born Giorgi Kastrioti in this city of northern Albania, he earned the title of “Lord Alexander” – Scanderbeg in Albanian – for his military genius in leading his Christian army against the Moslem armies of the Ottoman Empire.
For 25 years (1443-1468), his 10,000 Christian Knights consistently inflicted defeat after defeat upon always much larger Moslem forces. His victory in the Battle of Albulena in 1457, where he destroyed an Ottoman army of 70,000, killing 15,000 and taking 15,000 prisoners, so astounded all of Christendom that Pope Calixtus III appointed him Captain-General of the Holy See, and gave him the title of Athleta Christi, Champion of Christ.
VENEZUELA — In a remarkable demonstration of martial superiority, the United States military just forced an unconditional surrender out of the entire Venezuelan army just by offering them some food.
According to U.S. General Roger Franklins, the Venezuelan troops had been on the 'Maduro Diet' for so long that they threw down their rifles almost immediately in exchange for a hot meal.
"Think of the most lopsided victories in history," Franklins explained. "Cannae, Operation Desert Storm, the battle of Pavia. This U.S. wins makes those look like kids playing with dart guns. I mean, those boys were starving — no sooner did our interpreters finish saying the words "topped with A-1 Sauce" than the entire army started kneeling on the ground with their hands in the air. Most beautiful battle I ever saw."
According to the Venezuelan troops, the sting of humiliation tastes much better than review marches under Maduro ever did.
"We might be losers in the eyes of our dictator, but at least we have food to eat," explained one corporal, hungrily eyeing his comrades' plates. "We were prepared for Americans with machine guns, but Americans with cheeseburgers? We had no chance."
One of the most spectacular glaciers on earth, the Perito Moreno spills off the gigantic Southern Patagonia Ice Field constantly calving into Lago Argentino at the bottom of South America. It is almost 100 square miles of ice some 600 feet thick, and is an embarrassment to climate alarmists because it’s growing, not retreating. Every day, huge chunks of ice on the glacier’s front (which you see in the photo) break off or “calve” into the lake, equal to the glacier’s forward advance of two meters or over six feet a day.
Thunderous cracks and booms accompany the plunge of the calved sections with huge splashes of water. You never know when or where they’ll occur along the mile wide front, but when they do, everyone watching exclaims and applauds. We were lucky to have perfectly gorgeous weather. You can take a boat along the front, view it from several boardwalks for marvelous vantage points, or even hike on it with crampons with an ice-trekking guide. Being here is one of Patagonia’s most thrilling experiences.
Elegance, Class and Patriotism are back at the Christmas White House. Compare that to last year’s Jill Biden Woke Cutie Pie Boy Toy Christmas Clown Show. What a relief.
WASHINGTON, D.C. — Democrats have taken a bold stand by vowing to starve as many food stamp recipients as it takes to get free healthcare for illegal immigrants.
According to prominent Democrat leaders, starving a couple million kids is a small price to pay to ensure that blue states continue to provide free healthcare to illegal immigrants.
"If you're going to make an omelet, you've got to crack a few eggs. And if you're going to give free healthcare to illegal immigrants, you've got to let some children go hungry," said Senator Cory Booker. "Honestly, who cares? Kids can't vote. Plus, they're very resilient, they can dig around in some dumpsters, or forage for berries or whatever. Cry harder."
Booker's statement was echoed by other intellectual pillars of the Democrat Party.
"It's, like, not hard for kids to find food. There are stores literally filled with food," said Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez. "Some food even grows in the ground, and the ground is everywhere, so technically, they can get food from anywhere. You just, like, dig the food out of the ground or whatever."
At publishing time, Democrats had vowed to personally go to grocery stores to filibuster poor people attempting to buy food.
[This Monday’s article was first published in TTP on October 30, 2008 on the eve of the presidential election on Nov 4. I wrote it while following the route of Marco Polo in hope that America would choose wisely. It did not and suffered horrendous consequences thereby. America did choose wisely last November. Let’s pray it will keep being so – for we are up against a seriously deadly rival in Communist China. This is a story of my personal experience in extreme remote China, told because you may consider it revalatory.]
TTP, October 30. 2008
Charklik, Chinese Turkestan. Since I was a young boy with dreams of exploring the world, the essence of remote mystery was summed up by the innermost heart of Asia called Chinese Turkestan.
What that young boy fifty years ago most dreamed of doing was following the route of Marco Polo through Chinese Turkestan, to those lost and forgotten oases of the Southern Silk Road that hardly anyone in the world knew about much less had been to, with the magical names of Kashgar, Yarkand, Khotan, Charchan, and Charklik.
For all but the last few of those fifty years the Southern Silk Road was completely off-limits to foreigners, and the road itself a thousand mile-long four-wheel track of mud and sand. Now it's open, the road is paved, and here I am, having traversed Polo's route from Kashgar to Charklik.
I was expecting an ultimate in the exotic and remote, for things to have changed little since Polo's day. In some ways that's what I found. But for others, I am in a state of shock. What I have found here astounds me, and I thought I'd share it with you.
My father would have called this AI parody “kidding on the square,” meaning a joke that tells the truth.
However, the Schumer Shutdown was visibly exposed ereyesterday (10/22) when Jeffries’ #2, Rep. Katherine Clark (D-Mass) admitted the truth. From Official White House Rapid Response:
? @WhipKClark, the number two House Democrat, on the Democrat Shutdown: "Of course there will be families that are going to suffer... but it is one of the few leverage times we have."
“This isn’t just about Maduro. This is the final nail in the coffin for the CIA-black-budget narco pipeline that’s been running since the 80s.”
- The Ghost of Ezra on “X”
You must wonder: what exactly has CIA Director John Ratcliffe been doing over in Langley, VA, lo these many months since things changed bigly in Swamptopia?
Does he wander the hallways of that giant black box howling ineffectually. . . sit barricaded in his office playing sudoku. . . or is he doing what needs to be done: methodically uncovering and disassembling the diabolical racketeering operation that the agency has become?
One thing for sure: you have heard next to squat coming out of his mouth all year. Mr. Ratcliffe is playing a close hand in a dangerous game and I think that he is for-real.
The CIA, you understand, is the beating heart of the Deep State (a.k.a. the Blob). The Democrat Party and the Never-Trump RINOs are its errand boys. And that is why a ten-year-long coup has been running to smash Trump and Trumpism.
Mr. Trump is now striking at the apparatus of the CIA’s extra-constitutional power and influence: the election interference machinery that queers politics at home and abroad, and the drug cartel that furnishes the money to run CIA’s many black ops, finances the NGOs behind lawfare and gay-communist street action, and probably underlies many a congressional fortune.
[This Monday’s Archive was originally published on May 13, 2005. These days, we all could use a way to “pretend” to be happy, to transform the seeming mundane into an experience of magical gratitude. I hope you find it useful. Let me know if it does.]
TTP, May 13, 2005
Last week was the 13th birthday of my youngest son, Jackson. One evening a few days before, I was engrossed in writing on the computer when my wife reminded me it was Jackson’s bedtime. He was in bed reading, waiting for me to kiss him goodnight.
As I walked down the hall towards his room, my brain was filled with thoughts about the article I was working on. I was on autopilot and all I could think about was what I would write when I got back on the computer.
For some reason, I stopped and stood still. Somehow, an extraneous thought had popped into my consciousness from nowhere.