At home in Deal, Dr Gabb, dressed in twinset and pearls, sits with Christmas tree in background.
At this time of year, few sights evoke more feelings of cheer and goodwill than the twinkling lights of a Christmas tree.
For myself, the tree behind me takes me back to the Christmas of 1993, when my wife and I had been married for nearly one year. It was our first Christmas together as a couple, and it was the first year when she cooked the traditional mushroom soup and fried carp of a Slovak Christmas feast. Read more
On behalf of the Executive Committee of the Libertarian Alliance, I wish you all a Happy Christmas and a Prosperous 2017.
I break from my usual custom of denouncing the year now passing as uniquely awful, and predicting worse in the year to come. Instead, I hail 2016 as a Year of Miracles, and look forward with uncommon optimism to 2017.
The indominable spirit of the individual person rises on this day, showing for eternity that it cannot be surpressed by temporal power. Temporal power exercised against the person is Satanic and evil. Read more
Romans 8:11 – But if the Spirit of him that raised up Jesus from the dead dwell in you, he that raised up Christ from the dead shall also quicken your mortal bodies by his Spirit that dwelleth in you.
To everyone on the Old Calendar, today being Christmas Eve.
This is a couple of years old, but I think it’s worth a re-publish.
You spend your life defending liberty,
You uphold reason, truth, prosperity;
Yet no-one notices your fervent prose.
And tyranny’s not lessened. No, it grows!
The climate’s changing, though. And, meme by meme,
People are learning things ain’t what they seem.
Slowly are rising tides of rage and hate
Against the privileges of the state.
A house without foundations cannot stand;
The state’s philosophy is built on sand.
All politics today is forged from nix
But violence, theft, fraud, lies and dirty tricks.
The work is long and wearying, my friend;
Sometimes, you think the pain will never end.
But darkest is the hour before the dawn,
Till vanquished by the splendour of the morn.
The Justice Clock inexorably ticks
Towards the Final Fail of politics.
Meanwhile I wish you, with much Christmas cheer,
A happy, prosperous, free, just New Year.