Witt and Wittier Films

  What do  Netanyahu, Putin, and Kim Jong Un all have in common? I’ll make this quick because I have a lot to say. I’m gonna prophesy here. An asteroid! Because all three are part of a dying race and that’s what happened to to last dying race that ran the world into to ground, formally known as dinosaurs, which is what they truly are!   Throughout history strong willed despots have risen to the occasion and made history, or rather rewritten history to suit the image they wished to leave to posterity. They had the sharpest sword, the loudest roar or the audacity to impose their will, good or bad upon the masses thus enslaved to fulfill their egotistical dream of the way things ought to be according to the gospel of whatEVER floated their party barge. But times, they are a changing to borrow a line from a poet. And through no fault of its own the world in general has grown weary of this and the old order changeth!    There are numerous reasons for this. Of course ...

And a Little Child Shall Lead Them   Isaiah 11:6-9 The wolf shall live with the lamb, the leopard shall lie down with the kid, the calf and the lion and the fatling together, and a little child shall lead them.     When you consider the enormity of the universe, the vast distance between our solar system and even the closest star, the numbers are beyond human understanding, indeed computation even using all the modern mathematics devised to at least try to understand the issue. It makes us ask: Why in the world would God create a system so vast that there’s absolutely no chance in hell for man to totally grasp it? Well, it’s because it wasn’t exclusively for man. The insignificant primate so recently wearing a Brooks Brothers Suit could accurately be identified as the proverbial fart in a hurricane, only on a cosmic scale.        The arrogance of the human Gnome to suppose that he, she, or it has any effect at all on the destiny of anything except its ...

NewBaby positioned the panel on the closet wall. Three staples, and it was secure.  Then another, and another until the little room was covered in all new wood. Then, the carpet. Seaming it into the bedroom carpet, it looked as one piece.    Now for the latch. Retrieving his deceased fathers’s drill, he meticulously drilled four tiny holes.  The latch had to be perfectly married to it’s counterpart so as to slide together with only a slight click.    Opening the can of stain, he took his sponge and put stain on it. Daddy has taught him to caress the stain on the surface, never use a brush because that would leave streaks and ridges. Stain must appear to be the natural state of the wood, not artificial.    The tools scattered all around the floor had belonged to his dad, Sergeant Joseph Tarajos. Five years before Agent Orange had taken him home. Each Christmas Joe would go into his wood shop and make toys for his “Buddies.”   That Ch...

  Millstones Anyone   Remember that millstone I keep reminding you about. Well, I forgot to tell you that there’s not just one millstone, there are thousands. There is a special place in hell for anyone who counts any child of whatever color as “collateral damage!”   Is your government, religion, wealth or sexuality more important than the life of one child? Heeeeere’s your stone! They don’t care about Mohammed or Jesus, Wall Street, or any fantasy you may entertain. They just want to live, with mommy and daddy and have their pee pee left alone. That was a SPECIAL place in hell.    The carpet bombing, starvation, indiscriminate rifle fire and incarceration in a war that includes children is NOT a holy war. God does NOT agree with that no matter what your Torah, Q’ran, King James Bible, or Book of Mormon tells you. You are a Congress of mindless fools if you think it does!   So ok, Hamas gave the “Nation” of Israel a bloody nose. Well, let’s get a couple thi...

I grew up in the sixties. I was actually born in the fifties. Believe it or not, I was born on September 11, 1951! Exactly fifty years before 9/11, almost to the minute. That kinda makes me a New Age Yankee Doodle Dandy, but if you understand that I was born in Shreveport, Louisiana it classifies me as certified white trash. Contrary to legend, mothers in the Antebellum South did not eat the afterbirth. They traditionally took it home and fed it to the dogs. Dogs were a big deal back then. We didn’t have leash laws until the early sixties and when leashes were enacted by law, mothers just put them on toddlers.   Back in the fifties and sixties child rearing was a tad bit different from what would’ve been acceptable in, say, New York. All except the Bronx or South Chicago where toddlers who could walk were affixed to clotheslines with leashes. Not the dogs, just kids. Well behaved kids got those circular lines that allowed them more running area. My childhood fri...

  Seven Words You Can’t Say In Public     Back in the last century, before the Big Bang a comedian did a routine called Seven Words You Can’t Say on Television. First things first. Television. There was a time when there was a device, usually situated in the living room, formally known as the parlor where grandma would lie in state after she’d gone on to her reward, or reckoning, whichever the case may be, that family would gather around and watch for entertainment. And while this device, known as Television, was profoundly more entertaining than watching granny swell up there were some rules and expectations that people came to expect and accept in order to invite this miracle of technology into their home.    First off, the entertainment itself was totally in control of studios in New York. Entities such as NBC, CBS, or BBC held sway over what flickered when the sun went down. There wasn’t any “streaming.” The programs streamed when the purveyors SAID they str...

  The Dark Night of the Soul   Why do bad things happen to good people? That’s what’s known as an ageless question. You read about, or perhaps know someone who seems to have a charmed life. Shirley Temple, The Dalai Lama, your Aunt Louise. All seem to have connected all the dots all their lives and then something comes along that is so out of sync, so mind altering that it invokes that other ageless question,”Why did God let this happen?”   Well, He didn’t. You did.    And the   Lord   God took the man, and put him into the garden of Eden to dress it and to keep it.   In street talk God said, “I made it, you run it!” What becomes of your life is the result of your actions or the result of your reaction to actions. Life is like a bank. From birth you are making deposits and withdrawals. And as you “do business” you form rules to live by. Or die by. Verily verily I say unto thee, “A self-help book will foul you up!”   Oh, I’ve done it, everybod...

  The Sins of the Father   I was watching “The Time Machine” just yesterday. Classic tale about an inventor who lost his girlfriend to an armed robbery and tried to construct a Time Machine to go back to a point just before the robbery to try and avert the event and thereby save his lady’s life. After a couple of tries his love was subsequently killed by various means. Long story short she invariably ended up dead as fried chicken and he was forced to accept that he needed to find a girl who was slightly warmer if he was ever gonna get out of his funk. Voila! He goes to the distant future, finds a chick in a fig leaf, and forgets all about What’s Her Name!   First things first. There is no, and never will be a “Time Machine.” It was fiction invented by a writer and converted into a movie for entertainment. But there was an Easter Egg embedded in the story. You can’t change the past, but you can avoid making the same mistake again. The classic definition of insanity is try...

  Are You Not Entertained   Elon Musk reinstated Alex Jones after a poll on his Social Media, X said, Oh, hell yeah.” And all the sugar plumb snowflakes had a double knee-action nervous breakdown.    I agree that Alex sits out on a limb sawing between himself and the tree, but one thing needs to be said. Is he any more harmful than a teacher in a public school ie a school paid for in all or part by the government teaching first graders to saw off their dicks to become girls? I’ll give you a minute. Take all the time you need.    Ok, Sandy Hook was a horrible deal. So was Luby’s, Uvalde, Columbine and for that matter, The Alamo. Without going into all the gun control crap, can we all agree that bad things happen to good people. And no people are better than a bunch of first graders sweating their ABCs.    Have any of you seen the movie “Predator?” Or maybe “The Wizard of Oz?” Maybe a little soft porn? Do you believe any of that is real? Then why do...

  Google THIS!     Have you ever noticed how some things can insinuate themselves without having any intrinsic value whatsoever? Now, I don’t mean to asperse on the population, but I’d like to ask a simple question. They shoot horses, don’t they?    When I worked at Apple we used Google for research. Think about that the next time you call 800-MY APPLE for help. Take all the time you need.  It was more knowledgeable than our own Knowledge Base and if there was some issue with Apple products it would be filled with customer complaints and, after you weeded out the wingnuts, loaded with tremendous insight.    And Google grew and grew like the weight on a former high school cheerleader until it was loaded with, well, crap! “Just Google It” became the mantra of all wisdom as if Google was the benchmark, the gold standard for all things informative, more holy than the Bible.    People with otherwise good sense began to submit to the impl...