Pickaninny’s little coloring book.

Brother Christopher’s man crush on this little French fella called Pickaninny is remarkable, I must say.

But then, we all need someone to love…as mother told us.

The reason that there has been no rebuttal from the grownups to Pickaninny’s little coloring book is that: we’ve all heard all this commie nonsense before and it is a tired tune nobody cares about at all.

I am front and center in saying that I have read nothing written and nothing written about this Pickaninny’s little coloring book.

Why would I, or anyone else, bother to pick up the coloring book?

We wouldn’t.

We already know all we need to know, and a very great deal much more besides about Socialism.

We just don’t care about it, Pickaninny.

Pickaninny, I am told, has discovered….zounds!!!..that there are rich and there are poor in the world.

Goodness!!

I am also told that Pickaninny has unearthed mountainous evidence and proved with figures that my riches cause the poor man’s poverty.

Great God Almighty!!

I hear tell Pickaninny has produced an, of course, very lengthy defense of Socialism at the very dying hour of that tired, sophomoric, idea.

Socialism in all its visitations..be they the Nazis, Soviets, assorted Marxists, pencil-necked academicians…is over with.

Socialism is about control and anybody paying a modicum of attention to today’s world is well cognizant that nobody is in control of anything anymore.

New rules to control people pile on top of other rules to control people but when individuals feel like doing something…for example at Paris last week…they just grab a gun…and do it.

Nobody is in charge of anything anymore..we have reached a stage on which socialist fascism and complete anarchy co-exist uneasily in the same playground.

It is very likely that all addressed here have an international name recognition slightly to the north or, in some cases, just to the south of, Pickaninny..which means….for all the hoopla in the pin-head journals..nobody has ever heard of Pickaninny and nobody ever will hear of Pickaninny.

Economics is not called the dismal science for no reason and that is, at least in part, the reason why no normal man would pay any attention to an economist…..no matter what new, improved and revised set of pots and pans he may be peddling door to door this week.

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The rich man ought not be taxed at all~~he ought be compelled to employ and train the poor man~~directly~~personally.
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The principal need in America today is~~financial and industrial De-Globalization~~to facilitate the promotion of the possibility for the average man to get and keep a good job with good benefits paid by the employer~~as was done not very long ago.~~

~~Bene Nati, Bene Vestiti, Et Mediocriter Docti~~

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~~La crema y nata~~

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~~Artista de la conquista~

~~In sunshine and in shadow~~I hold tight to the Republican view of time and money~~I write night and day~~yet~~while impecunious~~I am vastly overpaid~~in that taking pay to do what I love is unfair~~to my employer~~in a fair system~~under such circumstances~~I should pay him~~not he me~~I am far, far too old a man to be sexually confused~~praise Jesus~~but I am yet young enough to be politically confused~~is anyone not~~in an absolute sense~~I am a Catholic Royalist~~in a practical sense~~I am a Classical Liberal~~a Gaullist~~a Bonapartist~~an American Nationalist Republican~~in either sense~~my head is soon for the chopping block~~to hasten my interlude with Madame La Guillotine~~I write without fear~and without favor of~any man~~

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Finis Origine Pendet…
The escape commences…

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September, 1957

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Saint Jane Frances de Chantal Catholic parochial school, called, by anyone of any background, simply: “Chan~al,” a place where, of an autumn day in 1957, school, for me, began and ended in the first convening of the first grade in which a tiny nun, one Sister Dom Bosco, appeared before me, just behind the window appearing at far left of this photograph, and piped out this: “I may be small, but so then, is the Atom Bomb.”

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My determination to escape school commenced immediately on hearing about this Atom Bomb business and took 16 dicey and arduous years to finally accomplish.~~

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Non Sibi

The escape continues…

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September, 1966

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The Cathedral Latin School

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Finis Origine Pendet~

~~Κύριε ἐλέησον~~

Rejoice and Glad!!

Amen~~
~The Original Angry Bird~~The Catholic University of America Screaming Red Cardinal Mascot~~

~~EX LIBRIS~~

~~THEOS EK MĒCHANĒS~~

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Motto~~Deus Lux Mea Est~~

Acta Est Fabula

The escape concludes…

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The Catholic University Of America, Washington, District of Columbia.

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1976, Anno Domini Nostri Iesu Christi.

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Deus Vult.

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Simply the best President we could ever hope to have~~