Today, I share a Rudyard Kipling classic “The ‘Eathen” to
acknowledge my Brothers and Sisters of Arms who spend often endless days
leading, mentoring, training and caring for the tiny percentage of young men
and women who choose military service and, in many cases, their families as
well. It is the Non-Commissioned Officers
of the Armed Forces that execute the grand plans from on high providing the well
trained and disciplined young men and women without which all else fails.
The ‘eathen in ‘is blindness bows down to wood an’ stone;
‘E don’t obey no orders unless they is ‘is own;
‘E keeps ‘is side-arms awful: ‘e leaves ’em all about,
An’ then comes up the regiment an’ pokes the ‘eathen out.
All along o’ dirtiness, all along o’ mess,
All along o’ doin’ things rather-more-or-less,
All along of abby-nay, kul, an’ hazar-ho, *
Mind you keep your rifle an’ yourself jus’ so!
* abby-nay: Not now. kul: To-morrow. hazar-ho: Wait a bit.
The young recruit is ‘aughty — ‘e draf’s from Gawd knows
They bid ‘im show ‘is stockin’s an’ lay ‘is mattress square;
‘E calls it bloomin’ nonsense — ‘e doesn’t know no more —
An’ then up comes ‘is Company an’ kicks ‘im round the floor!
The young recruit is ‘ammered — ‘e takes it very ‘ard;
‘E ‘angs ‘is ‘ead an’ mutters — ‘e sulks about the yard;
‘E talks o’ “cruel tyrants” ‘e’ll swing for by-an’-by,
An’ the others ‘ears an’ mocks ‘im, an’ the boy goes orf to cry.
The young recruit is silly — ‘e thinks o’ suicide;
‘E’s lost ‘is gutter-devil; ‘e ‘asn’t got ‘is pride;
But day by day they kicks ‘im, which ‘elps ‘im on a bit,
Till ‘e finds ‘isself one mornin’ with a full an’ proper kit.
Gettin’ clear o’ dirtiness, gettin’ done with mess,
Gettin’ shut o’ doin’ things rather-more-or-less;
Not so fond of abby-nay, kul, nor hazar-ho,
Learns to keep ‘is rifle an’ ‘isself jus’ so!
The young recruit is ‘appy — ‘e throws a chest to suit;
You see ‘im grow mustaches; you ‘ear ‘im slap ‘is boot;
‘E learns to drop the “bloodies” from every word ‘e slings,
An’ ‘e shows an ‘ealthy brisket when ‘e strips for bars an’ rings.
The cruel-tyrant-sergeants they watch ‘im ‘arf a year;
They watch ‘im with ‘is comrades, they watch ‘im with ‘is beer;
They watch ‘im with the women at the regimental dance,
And the cruel-tyrant-sergeants send ‘is name along for “Lance”.
An’ now ‘e’s ‘arf o’ nothin’, an’ all a private yet,
‘Is room they up an’ rags ‘im to see what they will get;
They rags ‘im low an’ cunnin’, each dirty trick they can,
But ‘e learns to sweat ‘is temper an’ ‘e learns to sweat ‘is man.
An’, last, a Colour-Sergeant, as such to be obeyed,
‘E schools ‘is men at cricket, ‘e tells ’em on parade;
They sees ’em quick an’ ‘andy, uncommon set an’ smart,
An’ so ‘e talks to orficers which ‘ave the Core at ‘eart.
‘E learns to do ‘is watchin’ without it showin’ plain;
‘E learns to save a dummy, an’ shove ‘im straight again;
‘E learns to check a ranker that’s buyin’ leave to shirk;
An’ ‘e learns to make men like ‘im so they’ll learn to like their work.
An’ when it comes to marchin’ he’ll see their socks are
An’ when it comes to action ‘e shows ’em ‘ow to sight;
‘E knows their ways of thinkin’ and just what’s in their mind;
‘E knows when they are takin’ on an’ when they’ve fell be’ind.
‘E knows each talkin’ corpril that leads a squad astray;
‘E feels ‘is innards ‘eavin’, ‘is bowels givin’ way;
‘E sees the blue-white faces all tryin’ ‘ard to grin,
An’ ‘e stands an’ waits an’ suffers till it’s time to cap ’em in.
An’ now the hugly bullets come peckin’ through the dust,
An’ no one wants to face ’em, but every beggar must;
So, like a man in irons which isn’t glad to go,
They moves ’em off by companies uncommon stiff an’ slow.
Of all ‘is five years’ schoolin’ they don’t remember much
Excep’ the not retreatin’, the step an’ keepin’ touch.
It looks like teachin’ wasted when they duck an’ spread an’ ‘op,
But if ‘e ‘adn’t learned ’em they’d be all about the shop!
An’ now it’s “‘Oo goes backward?” an’ now it’s
“‘Oo comes on?”
And now it’s “Get the doolies,” an’ now the captain’s gone;
An’ now it’s bloody murder, but all the while they ‘ear
‘Is voice, the same as barrick drill, a-shepherdin’ the rear.
‘E’s just as sick as they are, ‘is ‘eart is like to split,
But ‘e works ’em, works ’em, works ’em till he feels ’em take the bit;
An’ ‘e lifts ’em, lifts ’em, lifts ’em through the charge that wins the day!
The ‘eathen in ‘is blindness bows down to wood an’ stone;
‘E don’t obey no orders unless they is ‘is own;
The ‘eathen in ‘is blindness must end where ‘e began,
But the backbone of the Army is the non-commissioned man!
Keep away from dirtiness — keep away from mess. Don’t get into doin’ things rather-more-or-less! Let’s ha’ done with abby-nay, kul, an’ hazar-ho; Mind you keep your rifle an’ yourself jus’ so!
I even have trouble
making it through a one-minute video. I’m
told patience is a virtue. I guess I
must strike another from my dwindling list.
I read, but if a book doesn’t capture me in the first few pages, I move
on. I suffer from self-inflicted
attention deficit disorder. Don’t roll
your eyes, you do too. I’m told you can’t
solve a problem unless you admit you have one.
I’m still convinced the Internet is a government plot to make us all
stupid or at least to guide our thinking and actions and we fell for it.
Good headline writers coax you into mind-numbing prose and have you searching for the rarely found headline promise. More often than not they rely on common assumptions to draw you in. I am convinced the Internet and social media are dumbing us down. So convinced that when I saw the headline, IQ rates are dropping in many developed countries, I just knew some enterprising journalist proved my theory. I read until my head drooped, my eyes were half shut, and a little drool leaked out the corner of my mouth. Turns out it’s in Western European countries where the bulbs are dimming. Right before I slammed the door shut, the writer put forth a theory: Because of too much poverty and too little social support the US of A is not as advanced as the European countries. In other words, we have to catch up to them (become more utopian I suppose having the government do everything for us) before we can achieve their level of intellectual decline. What a goal? Maybe if they had to solve their own problems…. The clunking sound you heard was my IQ dropping. Being an old country boy from up the holler I don’t have a lot of IQ points to fool around with. You ain’t so bright either. Be careful what you read. Excluding of course everything I write.
There’s the news about eliminating the electoral college. Some states are voting to give their electoral college votes to whomever wins the national popular vote. That of course is insane unless you live in the major coastal population centers where your vote could turn the remainder of the country into a serfdom. If a lot of states pass such legislation, it would actually be a Constitutional crisis. I’m not a soothsayer, but let me promise you this. If a Republican wins the national popular vote, these pure democracy-seeking New York and San Francisco Communists will twist themselves into pretzels trying to explain why they were just kidding. Sounds to me like a true Russian democracy.
Did you read about Badnawar, India’s rampaging monkey? The monkey attacked people in town for 9 days killing one person and injuring nine others. I’ll save you some reading time. No one shot the monkey. Instead there was a protest for lack of rabies vaccinations. Eventually they captured the wild monkey terrorist. Monkey 10, humans 0.
Out in Washington state, they’re going to start composting humans. Not live ones, I hope. They’re out to save the earth they worship. Here’s the deal. The vessel that carries my spirit and soul is just that. I won’t be there so whatever you do with the body is meaningless. If I do this life right, I’ll certainly be in a much better place. You earth worshippers? Good luck. I used to tease Suzie-Q, but she didn’t like this particular tease. I told her go cheap when I die. Maybe a 2-ply trash bag and put me out by the curb on garbage day. Now, all she has to do is haul the wood chipper up near my compost pile and stuff me in it. Piece by piece of course.
Finally, there’s politics in the twilight zone. Never matter that we only have 12 years before the world goes up in flames. Put down your coffee because it’s painful when hot coffee spews out of your nose. Joe Handsy Biden assures us that President Trump inherited the great Obama Biden economy. They tell me that old blue-collar Joe knows. And this is why they need to eliminate the Electoral College.
I have Abnormalities – characteristics and
qualities that are and can be considered abnormal or not normal in certain/specific
instances. I’m happily and unashamedly
willing to share.
Physical Abnormalities (having
to do with my physical qualities):
My cervical spine vertebrae are
inverted – the column section of bones in my neck curves toward the front of my
body and not toward the back as is normal.
This could be an abnormality I had from birth or possibly the result of
the impact my body sustained over years of exiting aircraft prior to them
performing the act of landing on runways (I was a paratrooper at one
illustrious time in my life).
I have what is known as a degenerative
disk disease and something called sciatica – these I may also have acquired
from the previously mentioned reason in the paragraph above this one…and/or
from life, period.
I also have a new and recently
determined physical abnormality known as an arthritic knee (my left one). Who knows why? I certainly don’t. I currently receive no monetary disability for
any of my physical abnormalities or deficiencies – that may be an abnormality
Mental Abnormalities (having to
do with my mental and thought processes):
I think people should accept
responsibility for whatever they do or are responsible for causing/initiating,
whether they believe it right or wrong.
I don’t think motorists should make a
right turn from the left-hand lane (or vice versa) or throw trash or un-eaten
food, unfinished beverages, etc. – especially while waiting at stoplights) as
that first instance of idiotic and inconsiderate vehicular behavior can cause
accidents, and as the second promotes the vermin population in communities;
which in turn promotes sickness and diseases.
While I’m on this particular vein, I also don’t believe smokers
(participants of one the vilest personal habits there is) should throw half-smoked
cigarettes or cigarette butts from their cars; regardless of if their specific
automakers were negligent in installing ash trays in their vehicle
models…duhhh…all automakers install ash trays in their cars – use them.
I don’t believe that people who
possess the ability to talk very fast while rhyming to an incessant and
pulsating beat while using vulgar and/or racially denigrating language and
language that denigrates women, should be categorized as musicians or as
artists in the art form known as music.
I talk to myself a lot about a myriad
of subjects, topics and personal things because I’ve learned that I’m one of
the few people I can truly trust.
I could expand on this area easily,
but I thought I’d just provide a sampling…
Social Abnormalities (having to
do with my social/societal beliefs and standings):
I believe in a GOD whose reputed book
teaches and impresses upon me to love all people, including my enemies, and I
don’t believe that makes me radical. I also
believe that people who believe in a GOD whose reputed book and
associated/related writings that teaches and impresses upon them to hate
everyone that doesn’t believe what and like they do, and to kill their enemies,
should not be determined as being radical or radicalized; because in my belief
and understanding in the area of adherence to faith, when you’re following your
book, that’s essentially what you’re doing.
Therefore, I believe these people are endeavoring to adhere to the book they
view as vital to their faith, just as I’m endeavoring to adhere to the book I
view as vital to my faith…not an excuse or an endorsement – just calling
(within my “abnormality”) what I believe is real, as real…for real
I’m an unhyphenated American. In actuality, I’m not hyphenated about
anything and in light of that, I don’t believe I’m undecided, diluted or divided
about who I am or whom I can be or what I can or can’t accomplish.
I’m what I would designate as an avid
non-social media participant. I.E., apart
from reading and/or sending emails and texts to family members and close/real
friends, plus checking the online ESPN football section and a few other
beneficial URLs, I do no “social meddling” whatsoever. I.E. (again), I don’t have a FACEMASK account
and therefore cannot “like” anyone there, I don’t “follow” anyone or anything
on TWISTER, I don’t TWEETIE BIRD or SNAP CRACKLE (or maybe it should be
CACKLE…just saying) and my life is not tied to nor dependent upon my phone or
any other type of electronic contrivance.
I’m unconcerned about celebrity
goings-on and therefore do not “subscribe” in any way to TNZ, Wendy Wee, Page 7
TV, Access Holley…, Entertainment Tonie…which very likely means I’m not down
Lastly (though I could most certainly share
more), as a retired member of the United States Armed Forces, who had the
express honor and distinct privilege of serving in the United States Army for
twenty-one years; I emphatically believe without guilt, reservation or shame,
that not everyone should be allowed the express honor and distinct privilege of
serving in the United States Armed Forces.
As I stated in the beginning of this confession/profession:
I have Abnormalities – characteristics and qualities that are and can be
considered abnormal or not normal in certain/specific instances.
It’s Memorial Day, and we will pray. No parade, no party, no fun at the beach.
We raised our flag on its 20-foot pole this morning
and lowered it to half-staff. That simple action brought tears to my eyes
because I know just what it represents.
My fellow American Journal bloggers, Kelleigh and J.D., have said it all. This is a day for remembrance, for reflection, for prayer. I too pray for the future of this great nation, and thank God for those who lived—and died—for our Republic and its founding principles. I pray this great experiment in self-governing is sustained, with victory over all its enemies within and without.
Since Kelleigh and J.D have said it all, I’ll make
We will spend some moments at our local cemetery, walking quietly to each grave with an American flag, and thank those who have served and left this nation in our hands, to preserve what they lived for and died for.
God bless America and all who have lived and died for
The soldier above all
others prays for peace, for it is the soldier who must suffer and bear the
deepest wounds and scars of war. Douglas MacArthur
Americans never quit. Douglas
I am concerned for the security of
our great Nation; not so much because of any threat from without, but because
of the insidious forces working from within. Douglas MacArthur
There are only two holidays a year that bring me to tears. The first is Decoration Day (now Memorial Day) and the second is Independence Day, July 4th. In 2011, I wrote an article entitled Real Americans. I told of the loss and heartbreak I felt when I saw the flags waving and heard the firecrackers. The loss of what we once had and what we have become was overwhelming. I regained hope with the election of President Donald J. Trump, but I still fear for my nation.
Commemoration to Soldiers
Decoration Day started with a
commemoration to the fallen Union soldiers of the Civil War. In the South, southern ladies’ groups
commemorated the fallen soldiers on different days than the holiday of the
north. However, by the 20th century, all
American soldiers who had fallen in war were remembered on the last Monday in
May, originally May 30th.
Decoration Day meant placing
flowers on the graves of the fallen, but soon became a memorial for all family
members who had passed. Those who know
the real meaning of the holiday visit the cemeteries not only to decorate the
graves of fallen American soldiers, those who served our country, but also to
remember our deceased ancestors.
Decoration Day was officially changed to Memorial Day by Federal law in 1967. On June 28, 1968, the Congress passed the Uniform Holidays Bill, which moved four holidays, including Memorial Day, from their traditional dates to a specified Monday in order to create a convenient three-day weekend. The change moved Memorial Day from its traditional May 30th date to the last Monday in May. The law took effect at the federal level in 1971.
This has no doubt changed the tenor
of the Remembrance Day into one of a spring-into-summer three-day weekend
holiday, which has caused the solemn honor of the original commemoration to be
lost. Japanese Nisei, Daniel Inouye,
Hawaii’s former Senator, and a WWII veteran had tried every year to return the
holiday to May 30th.
Today, this holiday of commemoration
has become one of barbeques, picnics, baseball and swimming. It no longer is a day of solemn remembrance
of our nation’s loss. When I think of
all those who have served, I remember those in my own dear family.
The Memorial Day flag is to be
raised briskly to the top of the pole at dawn and then lowered to half-mast
until noon. This is done in
remembrance. At noon, the flag is again
raised to the top of the pole for the remainder of the day.
My maternal grandfather served in
the Army as a cook in WWI. His two sons,
my mother’s older and younger brothers, my uncles, both served in WWII in
Europe and in Germany respectively. I
remember my Uncle Bob telling me about how he hitchhiked across Czechoslovakia
to see his cousin, Norm, who was also in the Army. Uncle Bob was a medic and he would never talk
about his service in WWII.
My paternal grandfather graduated from the Presidio (officer’s training) in 1917 with the Army Cavalry. I still have the humorously written program for his graduation dinner. His degrees were in international law and French. He married my grandmother that same year and went off to war. His older brother, James, was also a soldier in WWI. In a nine-page typewritten letter my great-grandfather, who was a Baptist preacher and physician, wrote to the church he founded in Bozeman, Montana, he mentioned how his wife worried and prayed for her two sons in France. Here is a photo of my grandfather on his beloved horse, O’Hara.
My paternal grandfather remained in the military for many years. I obtained his military records through my former congressman. He was retired prior to WWII, but after Pearl Harbor and at the age of 50, he re-enlisted. He was in charge of a German prisoner-of-war camp for a year or so. The photos of this camp and the inmates look as though it was a great holiday for the Germans. These original photos were at my friend, Harry Mazal’s Holocaust Library in San Antonio, Texas, but after Harry’s death, the University of Colorado Jewish Studies bought the library. At the close of WWII, my grandfather, Colonel George Byron Morse, was in charge of the MPs at Nuremburg. His Army Cavalry uniform and his boots are also in Colorado along with documents and photos. Here is a photo of my dear friend Harry in his beloved library. My library is filled with books that Harry sent me that no one else could get.
A number of years back, probably 10 years ago, I got a call from an elderly woman in California. I had written something about my grandpa moving to CA. She said when she was a young girl, she was one of the equestrians in the Rose Bowl parades, and it was my grandfather who taught all of them how to ride in that parade. She said they all loved him.
After the war, my paternal grandparents were very concerned about the second-generation Japanese Americans who fought on our side during WWII, the Nisei. My grandmother, Stella Dolan Morse, was the inspiration for a veteran’s hall for them and the Nisei Veterans’ Memorial Hall was born. My grandfather brought it to fruition and his picture still hangs prominently in their veteran organization.
The 100th/442nd Regimental Combat
Team, composed of approximately 14,000 Japanese American soldiers, became the
most decorated unit for its size and length of service in American history.
Among their many awards, they earned eight Presidential Citations, over 9,000
Purple Hearts, and 21 Medals of Honor.
The 100th/442nd fought many
battles. One of the most historic was the Rescue of the Lost Battalion in
October 1944, when the unit led a heroic drive through German lines in the
Vosges Mountains to rescue 211 surviving soldiers of the 36th Texas Division.
For this the governor of Texas named the Nisei soldiers “Honorary
In 1945, the courageous actions of
the 100th/442nd were critical in breaking the German Gothic Line. They fought
the Germans through intense combat and liberated towns such as Bruyeres,
Biffontaine, and Belvedere. They also helped free Holocaust victims from Dachau
Approximately 6,000 Japanese
Americans served in the Pacific Theater in the Military Intelligence Service
(MIS) of the US Army. These soldiers utilized their knowledge of the Japanese
language and culture to defeat the Japanese military in the Pacific. General
Douglas MacArthur’s intelligence chief, Major General Charles A. Willoughby,
estimated that these contributions shortened the war by at least two years and
saved countless lives in the process. For this, the MIS was awarded a
Presidential Unit Citation.
When my retired, aging, California
grandparents needed assistance, the Japanese were there to help them in every
way. At their funeral masses, the
priests were both Japanese. The eulogies
from these brave Nisei are simply beautiful and showed what great love these
Japanese American war heroes had for my paternal grandparents.
The Presidio Today
The Presidio today is nothing like what my grandfather would envision. Congress voted in 1989 to end the Presidio’s status as an active military installation and on October 1, 1994, it was transferred to the National Park Service, ending 219 years of military use and beginning its next phase of mixed commercial and public use. Sadly, that use is now part and parcel of the UN Agenda 21 program of destroying national sovereignty and our liberties. In 1996, the United States Congress created the Presidio Trust to oversee and manage the interior 80% of the park’s lands, with the National Park Service managing the coastal 20%.
In 1993, the Gorbachev Foundation USA was invited to sink roots at the Presidio as part of the post’s conversion from the headquarters of the 6th U.S. Army to a national park.
From the website, Mikhail Gorbachev, Creatively Marketing Global Communism, comes this statement regarding Gorbachev’s State of the World Forum, “Former Soviet Communist Party boss Mikhail Gorbachev, founder of the State of the World Forum six years ago, used a $5,000 per person gathering of the world’s political and business elite to plea for the United Nations to adopt a Soviet-style “central authority” to manage the world’s business and environmental concerns.”
“The collapse of the Soviet Union as presented in the western media was a fraud. The Soviet Union didn’t collapse and communism didn’t die. They just reorganized, and we see it today in our American Congress. This is Gorby’s goal for the United States…and that’s what the UN program of regionalization is about. The movement is to dissolve the United States as a nation and then to break it up into areas of regional governance under an unelected continental government similar to the European Union.”
If my grandparents on both sides,
who fought in WWI and WWII for American freedoms knew of Gorbachev’s group in
the Presidio, they would roll over in their graves. They would never have believed it would
happen, nor would they ever have believed we’d be fighting undeclared wars and
passing unconstitutional laws. Think
about Obamacare, The National Defense Authorization Act (NDAA), Homeland
Security, Transportation Security Administration (TSA), and the Patriot Act, to
name just a few of the hundreds of thousands of illegal and unconstitutional
laws, acts, and executive orders. My
mother would never have believed it, much less my grandparents. In fact, my grandparents never even heard of
a “Trillion-dollar debt,” which is now as high as $22 trillion.
To say it more succinctly, here is a letter my dear friend Ruth wrote in comment of the article, The Price of Freedom, “This Memorial Day, I mourn the lives of the tens of thousands of our troops, who are maimed and disfigured. I mourn the lives of the troops still stuck in the hell holes of Afghanistan and Iraq and those engaged all around the world in illegal interventions and wars of aggression, greed and empire building. I grieve for the returning veterans, whose minds are so broken, upon contemplating the horrors they have witnessed and the true nature of these wars, they are committing suicide in shocking numbers. Those who gave all, may be the lucky ones.
Unfortunately, these brave young
men and women are not fighting for our freedom; they know it, and you
know it. They are fighting to stay alive. They are mere pawns of the Military
Industrial Complex. We need to follow what President Trump said, and bring all
of them home now.”
This is what President Trump said
he wanted to do, and it is why when he said the troops in Syria were to come
home, General Mattis signed the order, but then resigned from the Trump
administration. We have an enemy on our
soil, and we are not fighting that enemy.
We need those soldiers not just on our southern border, but we need them educated by men like General Michael T. Flynn who knows how we can win the global war against radical Islam and its allies. Former FBI Agent, John Guandolo of Understanding the Threat is an amazing resource who can help us save our country from infiltration and destruction.
I grieve for my nation, for her
soul, and for her people who are too busy watching Dancing with the Stars and
American Idol to see what has happened to our beloved country and who daily fail
to fight to keep the freedoms our founders gave us.
I grieve because we’ve thrown God
out of every facet of American society.
I grieve because we think nothing of murdering 60 million babies in their
mothers’ wombs. I grieve because I see
the losses. I grieve because I know too
much, and I grieve because so few are fighting to save her…our once great
America and her God-given freedoms. I
grieve, I mourn, and I weep and I’m still fighting to save her. Unless more Americans stand up for truth,
righteousness, liberty and freedom, I’m afraid all is lost. Dear God in heaven, I grieve, and I keep
working and praying.
This Decoration Day, remember all
those who gave everything, remember those who came home hurt both physically
and mentally, remember all our veterans, and help them, not just with prayers,
but with funds that care for these men and women who have served our country
willingly. There are countless wonderful
organizations that help our soldiers…give to them, and in so doing, you give
to those who need it the most.
“It is foolish and
Wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather,
we should thank God that such men lived.” General George S. Patton Jr.
Growing up in Southern West Virginia, we called it Decoration Day. It was a time for remembering those lost to war and for large family reunions at Grandpa’s house. These family gatherings were filled with World War II and Korean War Veterans, my Dad and Uncles among them. For me, barely an advanced toddler, it was all about seeing my cousins and eating potato salad and banana pudding.
The origins of the day remembering American casualties of war
is debatable. Several places claim the
honor and President Johnson declared it began in Waterloo, New York. Although not a declared holiday, the roots of
the remembrance are traced to widows and families of Civil War dead, both Union
and Confederate, who gathered in Spring to decorate the graves of those lost in
the war. Over the years, it became
Memorial Day and an official government holiday to honor not only those lost in
war, but all who gave their lives in military service to the country. As General Patton said, “we should thank God”
for each and every one of those who served and sacrificed and importantly passed
to us the torch of freedom,
Then I heard the voice
of the Lord Saying, “Whom shall I send?
And who will go for us?” And I said, “Here Am I. Send me!”
Isaiah 6:8 (NIV)
I’m not a poet, unless you consider some of the Jody
cadences I used as a Drill Sergeant.
During my last few years of service, I was at Fort Myer in Arlington,
Virginia. About a ten-minute walk from
my house on Fort Myer was the Tomb of the Unkowns in Arlington National Cemetery. It was early, the sun not up for long and
flickering through the trees. A slight
breeze blowing. A light dew covered the
green fields. It was the most serene,
peaceful, and inspirational place I’ve ever been. When I returned home, I tried to capture my
feelings in a poem. Indulge me my first
and only attempt at poetry.
Fields of Heroes
At my back is the colonnade of the Mansion Lee, Sprawling before me, a free nation’s capital I see. Just below this dwelling high Beneath an eternal flame a president and his family lie. It’s a fitting place for a president to be Surrounded by the hero spirits of the free.
Not so far from this majestic home, In Napoleonic alignment stand many rows of stone Bearing a simple inscription, Union Soldier – Unknown. Heroes of the free who never made it home. A fitting place for these souls to rest Guardians still of this world’s best.
A horse drawn caisson passes by The sounding of Taps tears the eye. With the blast of guns twenty-one To these fields of honor another hero comes. It’s a fitting place for an eternal home Surrounded by brothers and sisters of arms.
Marble and granite stand in contrast to green sod Honoring those known but to their God. A guard of honor walks precise Ever present sun or ice. It’s fitting homage to the souls
Of these unknown heroes who gave all.
Twenty-one steps this guard of honor takes In twenty-one seconds his journey he makes. For twenty-one seconds he will pause, Honoring those who had a cause.
Quiet and peaceful are these fields of green A spiritual place, calm, serene. And as I feel their cooling breeze the spirits know Humbly I stand midst fields of heroes.
May God bless and embrace the men and women who sacrificed for us. Let us take the torch of freedom they passed to us and keep it burning brightly.
There must be “consequences” for those claiming Russian
collusion if Mueller report shows none.
continue to show day in and day out, they’re nothing but sore losers. At some
point, they have to realize that they have been beat by President Trump in the
2016 election. They’re getting beat … on issues that actually matter, and I
think they’re a sad excuse for a political party right now. At some point, they
have to decide if they want to govern.
This is not a game! This is the president of the
United States. This nation deserves full-time leadership and no further effort
to subvert, to overthrow the presidency of Donald J. Trump. Lou Dobbs
When during their exhaustive 22-month investigation did Mueller and his team of Hillary supporting Democratic prosecutors realize they had no case? Probably no later than at the end of 2017, but I’d guess from the beginning. By the time Mueller was appointed on May 17, 2017, the FBI had been trying unsuccessfully for nearly a year to corroborate the bogus Steele dossier’s allegations.
Democrats and their
complicit media are far worse than sore losers.
They have done everything in their power to destroy President Trump from
the day he declared his candidacy. They
hate him, they hate his supporters and they hate anyone who righteously campaigned
Rod Rosenstein approved the application to extend surveillance of former Trump campaign associate Carter Page. The NYTs claimed the FBI and DOJ’s application was based partially on research by investigator Christopher Steele, who compiled the spurious dossier.
When Rosenstein testified in a House hearing about FBI and DOJ abuses, he was asked by former judge Rep. Louie Gohmert (R-TX) about the FISA warrant he signed and Rosenstein looked to FBI Director Wray for the answer – a move that disturbed Gohmert. Rosenstein said he signed Foreign Intelligence Surveillance Act (FISA) documents to spy on Carter Page and told Congressman Gohmert that he didn’t need to read every document he signed, that he merely needed to understand what’s in it.
That started this
entire nightmare-from-hell for not only the President, but his administration,
supporters and the entire country. The
people who ran the DOJ were vicious dogs, and yes, our bloated government uses “national
security” to cover up their crimes.
There is far too
much on Rod Rosenstein that doesn’t make sense.
He is far too chummy with Mueller, Comey and Wray to really want true
justice. And few believe he didn’t want
to wear a wire and record our President.
The Sordid Mueller Investigation
investigation is finally over and $35 million American tax dollars have been
spent on researching and investigating the cooked up lies of Hillary Clinton
and the DNC “paid for” Steele dossier which led to this fictitious probe. And all those tax dollars were paid to
attorneys who hate Donald Trump. Andrew
Weissmann was the man given authority to hire the rest of the investigators for
Robert Mueller, and Weissmann should have been disbarred long ago after the
Enron case where he bent or broke rules to get false guilty pleas.
investigation prosecuted Americans for everything except the “collusion” it was
supposed to uncover, many of whom will suffer lasting affects.
Weissmann was Mueller’s legal Pit Bull and the two of them worked hand in glove using the same rotten modus operandi they’ve effectively employed for over thirty years. Those in their crosshairs even plead guilty to charges that weren’t crimes. They also plead guilty to save family members, and they pleaded guilty when they’d previously been investigated by the government and found innocent. They pleaded guilty when those on the left did far worse and were never charged…i.e., Podesta’s and Biden’s. Financial destruction was imminent for all targeted by Mueller.
Sidney Powell wrote the tell-all book, Licensed to Lie, and it exposed the corruption of justice especially in the Enron case. Powell served in the Department of Justice for ten years in Texas and Virginia and has devoted her private practice to federal appeals for the past twenty years. “All of the cases Weissmann pushed to trial were reversed in whole or in part due to some form of his overreaching and abuses,” Sidney Powell told The Washington Times. “The most polite thing the Houston bar said about Weissmann was that he was a madman.” In early 2018, Sara Carter reported that Weissmann and Mueller were connected to two of the largest scandals in FBI history, and they got away with it.
Bill Barr’s Investigators
What are the odds
that the Durham investigation will bring the corrupt players to justice? Certainly, there is hope with the new
Attorney General William Barr. However,
knowing government machinations, I am not holding my breath. Yet…justice is so longed for, and John
Durham looks to be the man who could give it to us!
John Durham, the prosecutor appointed by AG Barr to investigate how Trump-Russia allegations emerged and spread within federal law enforcement, has already been looking into whether the FBI’s former top lawyer, James Baker, illegally leaked to reporters.
The U.S. attorney from Connecticut appears to have begun that work more than seven months ago, to judge from an underreported transcript of an October congressional interview with Baker. Could it be that Acting U.S. AG, Matthew Whitaker, who succeeded Jeff Sessions and held the post from early November 2018 to February 14, 2019, tapped John Durham?
Mr. Durham has a
long history of serving as a special prosecutor investigating potential
wrongdoing among law enforcement and national security officials. He was
appointed to the federal bench in 2017 by President Trump. Attorney Durham has
even investigated the use or misuse of FBI informants.
In fact, one of his
best-known investigations was of the FBI’s handling of the mass murderer and
Boston mobster Whitey Bulger. It
was Robert Mueller, Mr. Integrity, who kept four innocent people in prison for
decades in order to keep Whitey Bulger from being exposed as an FBI informant.
Four people who were innocent were kept in jail for years in order to protect
the status of murdering Whitey Bulger as an FBI informant.
In 1999, AG Janet Reno appointed Durham to investigate if FBI informants Bulger and his buddy, Stephen Flemmi had corrupted their FBI handlers. In December 2000, Durham revealed secret FBI documents that convinced a judge to vacate the 1968 murder convictions of the four other FBI informants because they’d been framed by Robert Mueller’s FBI. Two of those four men died in prison. Mueller kept four innocent people in jail for years to protect the informant status of Whitey Bulger, a mass-murdering Boston mobster who ended up dying in California, and it ended up costing American taxpayers $100 million plus in civil judgments. For the full story, purchase John Milkovich’s book, Robert Mueller: Errand Boy for the New World Order.
Former federal prosecutor, Nora Dannehy agreed to join Durham two months ago. Dannehy prosecuted complex political corruption, including cases resulting in the convictions of former Connecticut Gov. John G. Rowland and former state Treasurer Paul Silvester. In 2008, she was assigned to Washington to investigate whether prosecutors in the President George W. Bush justice department had been fired for political reasons.
William Barr has
enlisted the help of the CIA to investigate whether the FBI’s surveillance of
the Trump campaign was motivated by partisan bias.
CIA director Gina
Haspel, Director of National Intelligence Dan Coats, and FBI director Chris
Wray are all participating in the
investigation, which Barr first announced publicly during a congressional
hearing last month.
Is this a danger sign or an indication that someone highly knowledgeable is on the case? Christopher Wray is part of the Deep State; he’s covered for many of the corrupt in the FBI and made derogatory remarks regarding our President. He should never be involved. As for Gina Haspel, we don’t know where she stands.
For eighteen months we’ve not heard a peep
out of John Huber, he’s MIA and as a U.S. attorney who oversees federal
prosecutions in the District of Utah, we should have heard something. Even Jim Jordan has commented that Huber is
like “Where’s Waldo?” Where’s Huber?
There has been nary a public peep from U.S. Attorney John Huber, the man Jeff Sessions assigned to get to the bottom of things. Likely witnesses say Mr. Huber has never contacted them, and members of Congress say they are still in the dark despite regular pleas to see progress.
Victoria Toensing, a former Justice Department prosecutor and now a private lawyer, with her husband, Joe diGenova, said of the Huber investigation, “It is a head fake, a farce. It was an attempt by Sessions to get Republicans off his back. I’m embarrassed for them because they fell for it, and I hope something happens now.” Link
Allegedly Huber is working collaboratively in the internal investigation with Justice Department Inspector General Michael Horowitz, but we have no idea when that report will be made public.
Barr told a Senate Appropriations
subcommittee hearing, “I am going to be reviewing both the genesis and the
conduct of intelligence activities directed at the Trump campaign during 2016.
I think spying on a political campaign is a big deal, I think spying did occur,
yes.” The mainstream media hates that he
used the word “spying,” but Barr has openly said it’s a perfect word to use.
And now, Barack Obama’s corrupt officials, including former Attorney General Eric Holder are all lashing out at AG Bill Barr because he has launched a massive investigation into the origins of Spygate.
They’re even harping
at each other because of their fear of what John Durham’s investigation might
lead to… perhaps grand jury indictments for many of them.