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I haven’t watched one for years. I went to one 50 years ago. I’m tired of the woke NFL. This year, I may put it on for background noise, but off it goes at halftime.

I’m not interested in seeing Horrid Hare prancing around in a yellow dress, singing in Spanish. It’s an American sport. I don’t remember pressing two for Spanish.

It really started with taking a knee during the National Anthem. To make matters worse, now there’s a black national anthem when we already have a national anthem for all Americans, regardless of color.

Not only that, but the game is being played on stolen land for elitists. A ticket for the cheap seats in the nosebleed section is $3500.00. A beer and a hot dog will run you $42.50. A can of soda costs eight bucks, NO ICE! Not bad if you want to mix with people like Bill Gates and Billie Eilish.

I am going to watch the Turning Point USA All-American Halftime Show with Brett Favre and other notables. The performers are rocking it with Kid Rock headlining alongside Brantley Gilbert, Lee Brice, and Gabby Barrett streaming on TPUSA’s YouTube/X, Rumble, CHARGE! channel, Real America’s Voice, etc. If you’re flipping over during halftime, you’ll be joining Americans like Favre, me, and others in the switch.

The aftermath, the real message of the TPU Halftime show was this verse of a song:

“There’s a book sitting in your house somewhere that could use some dusting off.
There’s a man who died, for all our sins, hanging from a cross.
You can give your life to Jesus, and he’ll give you a second chance…
Until you can’t.”

There are seasons when we can’t see what’s ahead, but we can still trust the One who walks with us and talks with us along the way. This is a conversation about being overwhelmed.

Me: I feel like everything is hitting me at once. I can’t keep up.
God: I see the weight you’re carrying. It’s heavier than you admit.
Me: I keep telling myself I should handle this better.
God: You’re not meant to handle everything alone.
Me: But I don’t want to fall behind. I don’t want to let anyone down.
God: You’re not letting Me down. You’re human, and you’re tired.
Me: It feels like I’m drowning in responsibilities and emotions I can’t sort out.
God: Then breathe. Let’s take this one piece at a time.
Me: I don’t even know where to start.
God: Start with Me. Let Me steady your heart before you try to steady your life.
Me: I’m afraid if I stop, everything will fall apart.
God: Resting isn’t falling apart. It’s letting Me hold what you can’t.
Me: I just feel so small right now.
God: Small isn’t weak. Small is where you remember you’re not carrying this by yourself.
Me: So, it’s okay that I’m overwhelmed?
God: It’s okay to feel it. It’s not okay to face it alone. Let Me be your strength where yours runs out.
Me: That actually helps.
God: Good. You don’t have to be enough for everything. You just have to stay close to Me.

It’s like Footprints, a reminder that God carries us when we can’t carry ourselves.

My wife and I were talking about the Beverly Hillbillies a couple of mornings ago, and we couldn’t remember the name of the actress who played Jane Hathaway, at first. Then I saw the photo here of Donna Douglas and Nancy Kulp.  Donna was easier on the eyes, and she was the first Sydney Sweeney when it came to selling jeans according to marketing reports.

It was called the “Elly May” effect. Blue jeans were seen as rugged workwear for men. After the first season, sales of “Lady Levi’s” skyrocketed as women across America sought to mimic Elly May’s look. The then-CEO of Levi Strauss & Co. stated that “Donna Douglas has done more for the sale of blue jeans in one year than cowboys have done in a hundred.” As a side note, Elly didn’t exactly wear Levi jeans on the show.

Kulp was a liberal democrat in California and decided to make a run for Congress. Buddy Ebsen (Jed Clampett), a republican, did a commercial urging people to vote for her opponent because she was “too liberal.” The lifelong feud between them started earlier on the set but culminated with the ad. While Kulp blamed Ebsen for her loss, the fact is, she was trounced in a landslide. It is said they reconciled their differences after she was diagnosed with cancer, believed to have been brought on by decades of smoking.

Jane Hathaway appeared on Petticoat Junction. The television sitcoms Petticoat Junction, Green Acres, and The Beverly Hillbillies, called the “Henning Trilogy” all existed tied together by locations and characters.  I liked all three and actually dropped a political science class my freshman year of college to watch reruns of Green Acres on my 13″ black & white television. I still watch all three, primarily on tubi TV.

I was going to add a couple photos of my wife in jeans, but she gets upset when do it here (I’ll do it on my blog later). The Dawn effect is more powerful than Elly or Sydney.

There are seasons when we can’t see what’s ahead, but we can still trust the One who walks with us and talks with us along the way. This is a conversation about uncertainty.

Me: I feel like I’m losing my grip on what I thought I believed. Doubt keeps creeping in.
God: Doubt isn’t the enemy you think it is.
Me: It feels like failure. Like I should be stronger by now.
God: Doubt is a sign you’re thinking, not that you’re drifting.
Me: But I worry it means I’m disappointing You.
God: You’re not. I’ve never asked you to pretend certainty you don’t have.
Me: Then why does it feel so heavy?
God: Because you’re trying to carry it alone, in silence.
Me: I don’t want to lose my faith.
God: You won’t. Faith isn’t the absence of doubt — it’s choosing to stay with Me even when the questions feel louder than the answers.
Me: Sometimes I wonder if I’m even allowed to ask the things I’m asking.
God: You are. I’ve heard every question from every heart since the beginning. None of yours scare Me.
Me: I just want to know You’re still here.
God: I am. Doubt doesn’t push Me away. It draws Me closer.
Me: So I don’t have to hide this?
God: No. Bring your doubt into the light. Let’s walk through it together.
Me: That feels gentler than I expected.
God: Good. Your questions do not threaten Me. I’m with you in them.

My apologies for the length of my summary and comments, but this is a difficult one for me, requiring more than a cursory review, because I believe it explains why the Left will fail.

Turley criticizes a recent incident at Sarah Lawrence College and uses it to argue about campus intolerance and the “self-devouring” nature of extreme left-wing activism. New York Times columnist and podcast host Ezra Klein, a prominent liberal figure and critic of certain Israeli policies, appeared at the college for a “Building Bridges” event titled “In Conversation” with college president Cristle Collins Judd. The discussion focused on overcoming political polarization.

It failed. The polarization was very evident. Protesters, including members affiliated with Students for Justice in Palestine, disrupted the event by shouting accusations at Klein, labeling him a “genocide denier,” “Nazi normalizer,” “Zionist pig,” and complicit in alleged atrocities in Gaza. Even prior to the talk, campus graffiti and circulated images attacked him in similar terms, including on a free speech board and in a bathroom. Klein offered to debate, talk, and discuss. President Judd sat silently during the interruptions.

Turley portrays Sarah Lawrence as a far-left echo chamber that has long purged conservatives and libertarians from its faculty and administration. With no conservatives left to target, the “far left” turns inward on liberals like Klein, meaning he faced a heckler’s veto.

A couple of takeaways: Woke cancel culture is the very antithesis of “communicative rationality.” Cultural Marxism, much like its ideological ancestor Robespierre’s Jacobin Revolution, is planting the seeds of its self-destruction in its own version of Leftist Terror, just as Robespierre did back in 1793–1794, and Trump is their Napoleon. Interesting thought, and one I’ve mentioned before.

The Trump-as-Napoleon line fits this historical script: after revolutionary chaos and internal terror, a strongman figure, Napoleon, emerges to restore order, capitalizing on exhaustion with radicalism. In this view, overreach by the far left creates fertile ground for populist conservative reactions, as seen in some electoral shifts or cultural backlashes.

What happened to Klein demonstrates that cancel culture is absolute. There is a need for purity of message from top down; dissent is not allowed. Progressives brought this on themselves, hence the “Trump as Napoleon” analogy—a strong, populist figure who capitalizes on exhaustion brought on by extremism.

As the French say, the more things change, the more they stay the same; this captures the cyclical irony: revolutionary fervor promising liberation fails, whether in 1790s France or modern campus/political spheres.