Lyle and I are enjoying our camping trip as I got a vast swath of netting to close a large area in for his safety. As one wise person said and my experience with my hens proves, letting ones you love go free (without some effective restraints on predators) is a death sentence.

I was a seventies child, I know what “free ranging” is. I have also lived in a hyper- vigilant state of alarm since Hillary Clinton shrilly screamed she’d like to catch all the deplorable voters who abandoned the Democratic party and voted for Trump instead. Then, cook them in her pot. Or, some such language rage and vulgarity.

She reminded me of the witch in the Wizard of Oz, cackling, boiling some brew of dread and derision for Dorothy. Why hate Dorothy? Are voters despicable? I think she meant to say, or did out loud.

It’s like when the State locked everyone down who are “non-essential.” I’ve lived Massachusetts all my life. It’s not conspiracy that the State’s been trying to tell me I am “non-essential” all my life.

They frightened me with spooky pumpkin faces every year at Halloween to torment and ridicule me. At least that’s what it seems to me they were doing. Toying with me like modern day psychopaths, trying to catch me in their webs.

Anyhow, Lyle enjoyed his animal Netting which I viewed as safe. But, not completely predator proof.

When I built a predator proof enclosure for my hens it looked like a prison compound. My beautiful hen, Lady, looked like she seriously disproved. She wasn’t going to boil me in a pot of hate and rage. She just expressed disapproval governed by love and meekness.

Hens have courage in the face of injustice and grave danger. So do voters, if you haven’t noticed yet Progressivism giving rise to paganism. And, the result of ‘gender twisting’ theology imposed on children. You may want to close your eyes to that movie.

Scary movies can scar a person for life. Like the film Mommie Dearest did to me. Terror, demons, hate and rage, boiling pots, psychopaths and witches casting their webs to catch their prey – all real things.

The Satan’s club, too. Salem Massachusetts as of a few years ago- an orgy of paganism. That’s why Wall Street’s symbol is a ravenous bull in a bewitching stare with a very small girl, looking like he is going to devour her.

Evil beasts? Witchcraft? Spells? It’s the only explanation for the madness this country endures.

Down with statues of actual human beings that contributed to humanity’s welfare despite their imperfections! Up with the pagan bulls, tyranny, and sexual predators chasing little girls. Freedom for the profane and vulgar!

The Good News is God’s got animal netting, too. It’s love. It’s dirty, it can go into any awful place I’ve ever been, and not be stained or ruined by the darkness and madness He finds there.

He’s been looking and searching. He can find us anywhere, if you are looking. Even into any dark net of emptiness, dread and despair we have fallen.