Coffee Percs

He was a pragmatic man. He reached for the coffee.”

                          –Elmer Kelton
 
Pard, come on in an’ help me out.  No, it’s not the coffee; it’s ready to drink.  But sometimes this new lingo gets me right confused and discombobulated.  I know that the liberals usin’ their postmodern lingo is out to deconstruct the language.  Words no longer mean what they once did, and there are new words and new meanin’s to old words comin’ all the time.  
       I was readin’ about the Park Service doin’ away with many of their livin’ history programs.  Instead they are goin’ to begin to build what they’re a-callin’ a “culture of experimentation.”  Yep, experiment with history, or are they goin’ to rewrite it the way they see fit?  What’s that they’re offerin’, no teachin’ in the schools today–Critical Race Theory?  That’s part of this culture of experimentation.
       Get yurself a swaller, whilst I tell yuh what I heard the other day.  Liberal women are celebratin’ “Women’s History Month”, yet this same group has trouble definin’ what a woman is.  They need to retake Biology 101, if they ever took it in the first place.  Hmmm, come to think of it, how will they be teaching biology and anatomy now?  Guess they’ll call it Biology 101: Culture of Experimentation.  Sure glad we don’t have cinos to experiment with, we have the honest to goodness black brew. 
       Part of all this is that thing called, “WOKE.”  Man-oh-man, if ever there was a demonic movement that is it.  Goodness, instead of bein’ woke, they’re sound asleep to the things of God and proper morals.  Anything is right if’n it fits in with their agenda.  I read the other day that West Point, and yuh better hold yur cup tight, has dropped their slogan–Duty-Honor-Country.  How absurd!  It is bein’ replaced by what is called, “Army Values.”  One general said that the old slogan is incorporated into the new one.  Hmmm, seems to this ol’ fence post that “Army Values” could mean whatever or whomever has the power to enforce its meanin’; it is such an ambiguous term.  Imagine an army of soldiers who are so confused they don’t even know what gender they are, and they are the ones to defend our country, much less values.
       Instead of WOKE, we need to wake up!  At least, you an’ me, we know the practical things to do–reach for the coffee, the Bible, and keep our guns handy.  Listen, Pard, go back and read about those who sleep in Proverbs.  We normally think of that as natural, physical sleep, but could it go deeper?  A little spiritual sleep, a little moral slumber…yuh get the picture?  Yep, WOKEness is upon the country, an’ I think of those words of Paul, “their thinking became futile and their foolish hearts were darkened.”
       Feelin’ better now, the confusion has left for I realize that this ol’ world is in trouble; it’s a good thing that we have the Lord and can fully trust in Him.  He’ll be takin’ care of us, even if’n yuh forget to check yur cinch.  An’ what’s over the Great Divide is much better than anything we can imagine.  Now, that don’t mean we shouldn’t be aware, an’ takin’ percautions.  Keep yur weapons handy an’ ready, be wary as yuh go ’bout yur daily duties, stand firm in the faith, and be obedient and trustin’ in the Lord.  Oh, ‘fore I forget, my new book is now on the market–“Last Stage to Laramie.”  Do yurself an’ me a favor an’ pick up a copy on Amazon.
       Vaya con Dios.