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NPC_Dale
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Suicide hotline counselor at a major tech firm. Thim/Ther. I have a YouTubes!
I'm locked in a cedar chest! Katılım Aralık 2018
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@TheGreenGarret @AmusedToDeath1 He's right, though. Who else do the Democrats have?
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@AmusedToDeath1 Who made you king of 300+ million peoples voting options for almost three years from now?
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Of course the @lastimes isn't covering Butch.
If the public learns they have a Medicare-for-All, rent control, tax-the-rich, anti-genocide option, the war-mongering sellouts don't stand a chance.
Dr. Butch Ware for California Governor 2026@ButchWare
Why is the @latimes not covering me? I am running on ICE abolition and polling even or ahead of Yee, Thurmond, and other Dems. No 3rd party has even been positioned where I am now, well ahead of Mamdani’s February pace.
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@GreenPartyMCNY You know that this "General Strike" campaign is underwritten by the same AstroTurf orgs behind No Kings, don't you? The entire effort is a busybox for libs and counter to the Green Party's goals.
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Scott Adams, Rest In Peace – Wilder, Wealthy, and Wise wilderwealthywise.com/scott-adams-re…
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Leftists are abject racist hypocrites who spend every waking moment obsessing over race and judging everyone by their race. They routinely say and do things that are orders of magnitude more racist and demented than anything Scott Adams ever wrote. And as I recall, he was reacting to examples of black racism when racist leftists accused him of racism.
I never watched Scott's show, didn't even read Dilbert. I just have fucking eyeballs so I can plainly see the left constantly, every single fucking day, pissing on MLK's grave and unraveling decades of civil rights progress. Accusing white people of being evil. Dehumanizing blacks as feeble subhumans without agency who can't do anything on their own. Instilling this poisonous racialized worldview into millions of school children. Blatantly violating the 14th Amendment and Civil Rights Act with racist hiring and college admissions discrimination. Clapping like seals watching violent BLM mobs burn down mostly black and immigrant neighborhoods. And on, and on, and on.
And you will never see more racist hate than when a non-white person dares to disagree with a leftist. There are numerous slurs I didn't know existed until I saw them being hurled at black people by woke leftists.
RIP Scott. I hope there's a heaven. And ho boy do I hope there's a hell for every hate-filled leftist hypocrite. One tailored for them would be a society where people are treated equally, we all get along with each other, and skin color is far less important than shared values and humanity. Leftists would experience it as torture.
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@themainmargo Absolutely Scott Adams made a mark, and his work will be remembered. Well done indeed; he will be missed.
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Amazing, insightful, thank you.
In the spirit of Scott Adams, I'd frame this as systems vs. goals. The goal is to get as many, and as strong , and as sincere, converts behaving with "good works" for as long as possible.
The best system for that seems to be to offer a big huge honking carrot, and very little stick. Kinda reminds me of Blackwell's formulation, that it's better for a hundred guilty men to go free, than for a single innocent to be convicted.
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A man said "I accept Jesus Christ" on his deathbed.
The church asked if he really meant it.
I need to ask you something.
When did we become the gatekeepers of grace?
I've watched Christians dissect Scott Adams' final words like prosecutors.
They parsed his phrases. They weighed his tone. They measured his faith against some invisible scale and found it wanting.
"That doesn't sound like surrender," they said. "That sounds like a man hedging his bets."
And I understand the instinct. I do.
But there's a verse that haunts me. Not because it's obscure—because it's too simple.
"Whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved."
(Romans 10:13)
Whosoever.
Not "whosoever truly believes in their heart of hearts." Not "whosoever demonstrates sufficient sincerity." Not "whosoever calls early enough in life that we trust their
motives."
Whosoever.
The moment we add prerequisites to that promise, we've traded the Gospel for religion.
We've smuggled works back in through the side door labeled "authentic faith."
I know what some of you are thinking.
But he admitted he wasn't a believer.
He talked about "risk and reward."
He said he hoped he'd "qualify."
Yes. He did.
And those words make us uncomfortable. They don't sound like the confident declarations we want from converts. They sound uncertain. Calculating. Human.
But here's what I need you to hear:
The thief on the cross didn't have time to develop mature theology either.
He was a criminal. Hours from death. He looked at Jesus and said, "Lord, remember me when you come into your kingdom."
That's it.
No profession of belief in the resurrection. No renunciation of his former life. No evidence of transformed character.
Just a desperate man, reaching for a hand he wasn't sure would take his.
And Jesus said, "Today you will be with me in paradise."
We have a problem, and it's not Scott Adams.
It's us.
We've internalized a law that God never gave us. A natural sense of fairness that says late arrivals should get less. That deathbed conversions are suspicious. That the math
should somehow work out—more faith, more years, more sacrifice equals more standing before God.
Jesus told a parable about this.
We skip over it because it offends us.
A landowner hired workers throughout the day. Some came at dawn. Some at noon. Some showed up with one hour left.
At the end, he paid them all the same.
The early workers were furious.
"These who were hired last worked only one hour, and you have made them equal to us who have borne the burden of the work and the heat of the day."
(Matthew 20:12)
And the landowner replied:
"I am not being unfair to you, friend. Didn't you agree to work for a denarius? Don't I have the right to do what I want with my own money? Or are you envious because I am generous?"
There it is.
The scandal of grace is that it feels unfair.
A man who mocked God for sixty years gets the same inheritance as the saint who served since childhood. A skeptic who hedged his bets at the last breath stands in the same kingdom as the martyr who gave everything.
And something in us recoils.
That's not grace rejecting us.
That's us rejecting grace.
Let me tell you what I see when Christians interrogate a dead man's faith.
I see the older brother standing outside the party, refusing to go in.
The prodigal came home reeking of pig filth and poor decisions. The father ran to him. Threw a robe on his back. Killed the fattened calf.
And the older brother?
"Look! All these years I've been slaving for you and never disobeyed your orders. Yet you never gave me even a young goat so I could celebrate with my friends. But when this son of yours who has squandered your property with prostitutes comes home, you kill the fattened calf for him!"
(Luke 15:29-30)
He couldn't celebrate the return because he was too busy auditing the journey.
Sound familiar?
Here's the truth we don't want to face:
We can't see hearts. We can only see words.
And the words Scott Adams spoke were: "I accept Jesus Christ as my Lord and Savior."
Were they perfect? No.
Were they confident? No.
Were they the words we would have scripted? No.
But they were the words.
And the God who receives those words is not checking for tone. He's not running sentiment analysis. He's not grading on a curve.
He's looking for open hands.
Paul wrote something that lands differently now:
"Who are you to judge someone else's servant? To their own master, servants stand or fall. And they will stand, for the Lord is able to make them stand."
(Romans 14:4)
Scott Adams was not our servant to judge. He answered to his own Master.
And the Lord is able—able—to make him stand.
That's not my promise. That's Scripture's promise.
The question is whether we'll submit to it.
I know why we do this.
I know why we parse and weigh and question.
Because if grace is really this free, then we didn't earn our place either.
If the deathbed convert gets in, then our decades of service weren't the price of admission. They were the privilege of knowing Him longer.
And that reframes everything.
It means the faith we've built isn't a resume. It's a relationship.
It means our years weren't buying something. They were receiving something.
It means we were never the workers earning a wage.
We were always the prodigals coming home.
So did Scott Adams get saved?
I don't know.
But I know what the Scripture says.
Whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved.
I know what Jesus promised the thief who had nothing to offer but a desperate plea.
I know what the father did when his son came crawling home with a rehearsed speech that never even got finished.
And I know what the landowner said to the workers who were angry that grace didn't do math the way they wanted.
"Are you envious because I am generous?"
The gate is narrow, but it's not locked.
The standard is high, but it's not ours to enforce.
The Judge is holy, but He is also the one who ran to meet the prodigal while he was still a long way off.
Stop auditing the dead.
Start marveling at the grace that let you in.
"Whosoever shall call upon the name of the Lord shall be saved."
Whosoever.
Even him.
Even you.
What saith the Scriptures?
That's the only question that matters.

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@TheGreenGarret @ChrisVanHollen @enckj And with that worthless statement, the Green Party officially delivers all the punch that twenty-five years of party building has led to. Good night, ladies and gentlemen! Tip your waitress!
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