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  5 Reasons Donald Trump Had a Better Chance in 2020 Than He Has in 2024 The US elections is on Tuesday, November 6th. And on the red MAGA hat corner we have the twice impeached, one-term controversial New York businessman and former President Donald J. Trump running for a record third time. On the blue corner, we have the current and first woman Vice President of the United States, the former senator from California and former San Francisco District Attorney, Kamala Harris.  The question here is why would Donald Trump think he can win the race to the White House today and yet he failed to do so when he was in charge at the White House? The following are reasons why it will be harder for Mr. Trump in 2024 than it was in 2020 to become commander-in-chief again. 1-     The Advantage of the Incumbent It can only take a huge dip in public confidence to deny any US President (or any world leader, really) a second term. Considering that Mr. Trump became the first ...

  This is tough to share. Some time back I was at a retreat with a group who were mostly meeting for the first time. During that weekend, I met a couple of friends who I had not talked to for over 10 years. Two encounters left a bitter taste in my mouth, but at the same time, they inspired this article regarding what to (and not to) say when you run into a former friend you haven’t spoken to for many years. The first encounter was my fault. The last time I saw this person was 18 years earlier when he and his brother were barely in their teens as I had briefly worked for his mother at the time. When I realized it was him, I excitedly approached him, took him aside, introduced myself and went on and on about the last time I met him and his brother, and how it’s all connected all while he looked like he did not remember me. I went on to remind him of a certain trip we took together out of town with his mother and brother and this and that funny incident happened and that I still h...

It seems that these days we will only listen to those who somehow flatter us, those who speak from the Circle of Fraud, those who keep insisting that the purpose of human existence is to find fulfillment and realize one's bliss and find the means to perpetuate an interminable happiness. The honesty of Freud was to say that the purpose of psychoanalysis was to turn a pathological misery into an ordinary unhappiness. And that ordinary unhappiness is good enough for a human existence. Because things, as Andrew Mitchell was saying on the Heidegger program, can always get far worse than they actually are. And this is what's very scary, that our barbarism is always just one step away from us. 

An empty tomb, an appearance of angels, without definition, without interpretation, equals danger. Spiritual experiences without a biblical context equals a dangerous situation. In the book of Job, Eliphaz is telling him, "Hey, man, you see what I'm telling you, I've had spiritual experiences. One night, I was woken up, the Spirit was moving my body, my hair stood up, and he said this to me, he said that to me." Everything that spirit said was non-biblical . It wasn't the Spirit of God; it was a spiritual experience. How many people do you know say, "Well, I had this experience. Well, I know God loves me because I saw a crow flying across the sky, and crashed into this and then this happened and I know..." People like that drive me crazy. The empty tomb is not the convincing fact, the appearance of angels is not the convincing fact. "Remember when he spake to you when he was in Galilee saying..."(Luke 24:6) - except from Pst. Joe Focht  ccphill...

I got my first paid job back in 2002 after college at a pharmaceutical company along Mombasa Highway. We were being paid casual labor wages every two weeks amounting to Shs.189 per day working six days a week. One of the reasons for the low pay was because the Asian owners had hired excess workers in the factory, mostly as a favor to their clients, who were mostly officials in government departments like the Ministry of Health, KEMSA, and KEMRI. Sort of like a quid pro quo saying, "Do you have a jobless relative? Bring them in and we'll employ them. But first you need to do something for us" sort of reasons. Long story short, we were about a thousand casuals all scrambling for relevance along the corridors of an Indian-owned company, earning peanuts, friends with colleagues who could only afford to live in a nearby slum village called Kwa Njenga, and daily getting used to the unfairness of life with a smile on our faces. I came in through a friend of my mum who worked at ...