Time for Courage

ThinkerYou said it is time for courage Mr. President. So let’s talk about courage. Let us talk about honor too. When you proclaimed our need for courage, you were at a campaign stop for your nationalized healthcare plan. It followed one of those gut wrenching emotional tales that somehow always turn out not to be as you present them.

“Forward, the Light Brigade!”
Was there a man dismay’d?
Not tho’ the soldier knew
Someone had blunder’d:
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
-from Charge of the Light Brigade- Alfred Lord Tennyson

I must admit, I do not know how much courage it takes to tell embellished stories to a flock of admiring sheep. Stories fluffed up by back office minions and intended to fill the rest of us with enough guilt to cause us to want to charge forward like the Light Brigade “into the valley of Death” before we have time to figure out that “someone had blunder’d.”

What lies ahead for us in that valley is the forfeiture of our God given freedoms and the resultant destruction, or as proclaimed the fundamental transformation, of the greatest nation God ever blessed. That is not an overstatement of the predicament in which Americans find themselves. From supposed leaders, we get heart tugging stories rather than clear and logical solutions to problems. Stories told in the name of what? And to what end? Americans are not so stupid, although we may be somewhat “dismay’d” these days.

Maybe it becomes easier to spread crafted tales of human pain after you do it the first time. Someone recently referred to such things as political props. Maybe it does not take much courage to lie when someone else writes the lies for you and puts them up on a teleprompter. All of it in the name of that social justice you always claim to be in search of or the wealth you hope to redistribute. Justice owed to whom and for what? Wealth redistributed to whom? Are there gulags and re-education centers in our future?  Are we expected to make that blind and futile charge into the valley on your terms? “Theirs is not to make reply, there is not to reason why.”

Yes, we need courage. To paraphrase you Mr. President, let me be clear about that. All of us need to well up enough of it to help us stand up for what is right and face down would be tyrants just as did our founding forefathers.

How about honesty? Do you think we need some of that too? Do we not deserve men and women of honor to lead our country?

“Trust, like the soul, never returns once it is gone.” – Pubilius Syrus

Honor, Sir, is the system of values by which you live. Integrity is the foundation of honor. Integrity includes telling the truth and the way I see it, you only get one shot at telling the truth before trust is lost. With instant worldwide communication and endless computer servers trapping every uttered word, political lies simply do not stand up anymore. Charlatans are exposed.

Freedom’s embers have been smoldering in Americans for quite some time. Washington’s political winds are fanning them into an inferno. Mr. President, led by you Washington is fueling a summer of American discontent that may be like nothing ever before seen in the United States of America. The protesting draft card burners and Pentagon bombers of the 60’s who now surround you and run Washington will have seen nothing like what is coming I fear. America is as angry. Dangerously angry.

Our country is being dragged into Lord Tennyson’s valley of death by corruption and political chicanery that makes a mockery of our constitution. We are fully aware of what is at stake. Freedom loving people will not sit idly by when faced with tyranny. Americans never have. Freedom is ingrained in us. It is who we are. We have faced down communists, Nazis, fascists, Islamo-Terrorists and just about every other freedom oppressing blight on humanity that is imaginable. Most of us out here in the real America have actually served or have relatives and friends who have served and died in the uniformed Armed Services of our Country fighting freedom’s enemies around this world. Unlike many of you in Washington, when we took our oaths to support and defend the Constitution of the United States, we meant it. We still mean it.

It never occurred to anyone I know in or out of uniform that someday we would encounter the greatest threat to our freedom entrenched inside the Washington Beltway. We never imagined that the People’s House and the People’s Capitol would be filled with communists and Marxists.

When we come out of the valley again, freedom and honorable leaders is all that will come out with us. We have deemed it so.

© 2010

What Do Most Americans Want?

My bovine scatology meter pegs whenever a politician steps in front of a television camera and proceeds to tell me what “most Americans want.” Each time that I hear that, I am left questioning myself about which of us it is that is confused about the desires of most Americans.

My life situation is not unique among Americans. I was raised by a coal miner, which is certainly common in West Virginia. However, with cap and tax, the activities of the federal Environmental Protection Agency and West Virginia’s career party politicians it could become uncommon. My family was materially poor. The problem is I did not realize I was poor. No one was on the television every day reminding me of how miserable and hopeless my life was and how much I needed government help to survive. Thankfully, there wasn’t much television. The azimuth of my upbringing pointed toward self-reliance and directly away from self-pity or the expectation that anyone, especially government, would provide for me.

I spent most of my life in the military and there encountered every conceivable culture, religious belief, level of wealth, educational level, a multitude of personal and family problems and just about any human character flaw you could imagine. My most beneficial education was practical. The ivy-less formal parts of it were picked up on the fly during the nights and weekends that duty permitted. Granted, few Americans, and fewer still as the years pass us by, spent much time in military service, but like me they lived and worked with multitudes of people who spent their days trying to achieve security for their families. These are the people who comprise the great American middle. It is the part of our society that separates us from the 3rd world hell holes where numbers of us are often sacrificed for some political goal or to un-screw some major political screw-up.

In comparison, I look toward Washington and at the people there who everyday profess to know what most of us want. Even putting aside the crooks and scoundrels, I see dogonned few of them who have lived lives even remotely close to that lived in the American middle. Millionaire San Francisco liberals neither speak for nor have the remotest concept of what most Americans want. If there are those in Washington with middle class upbringings, they have been there for so long that that significant piece of their souls has been irretrievably erased. Some however, are quite good at tweaking the right emotions at just the right time. We bet the fate of our nation on the promise of hope only to watch it morph into hopelessness.

I find it quite amusing that the people who tell us everyday what we want – politicians and their sycophantic media friends – have ratings, approval and otherwise, hovering just below the altitude of whale crap. Apparently there is some unresolved conflict between pretending to know what most Americans want and then actually delivering it.

I profess to know only what one American believes and wants.

I believe America is a Christian nation and was founded on Christian principles.

I want government to leave me alone. A burning desire to be left alone by oppressive government is how our nation was born. In more ways than one, it is time for a Born-Again America.

I believe that being in Washington does not make you smarter than anyone else – just better paid than most.

I want to live debt free. Not an easy goal, but an achievable one. There will be some long term debts in life, like mortgages. Well maybe not so long term if you bought your house from Barney Frank Real Estate, Financing and Escort Service. Living debt free is the only true way to build security for those who depend on you. It is a concept Washington should consider. Stop spending money we don’t have on things we don’t need. All that does is add to my personal debt in the form of increased taxes. The country and I cannot build prosperity while digging ourselves deeper into debt.

With our vast natural resources of coal, shale, natural gas and oil, I believe we should be 100 percent energy independent. Not one red cent more of American wealth should be transferred to Middle Eastern or South American dictators. Not one more American life should be lost to preserve the Middle Eastern oil pipeline.

I want a strong military, not just one that is on par with other nations. Being on par means being vulnerable. Cutting future combat systems development takes the advantage away from our Soldiers.

Stop apologizing for me. Period. Cemeteries around the world are filled with Americans who died confronting tyranny. We feed and help more people than the other nations combined. We owe no one or no nation an apology.

In this world, America has friends and enemies. I do not offend my friends while appeasing my enemies. You should give that a try.

I want to get to know my President a little better, but since it doesn’t appear that is going to happen then I should at least enjoy the same level of privacy. Here’s my 2010 Census. 2 Americans live here.

© 2010

To Serve and Protect

If you defend terrorists, what does that make you? A terrorist? A terrorist supporter? A sympathizer with a perverse cause and its horrific deeds? For what other possible reasons would you choose to defend the anti-American and anti-any religion other than Islam murdering scum who will cheerfully saw your head off with a serrated knife when you are no longer their useful idiot. Or, when they simply run out of other infidels to behead.

Unlike Congress, I thought I would ask those questions of our nation’s top law enforcement officer,Eric Holder, the United States Attorney General who worked for a law firm that defends terroristsand who has a history of defending terrorists. He appointed 9 terrorist defending lawyers to work on terrorist detainee issues at the Department of Justice and nary a mainstream eyebrow rose. In his race speech, he called us a “nation of cowards.” Spoken like a true Jihadi. Mr. Holder also has a history of working on the wrong side of justice as evidenced by his work to pardon federal fugitive Marc Rich.

Private lawyers can choose to take or not take cases. Sometimes they make their decisions based on money, sometimes on principle, sometimes because they are sympathetic to the accused. The lawyers who worked with the terrorist detainees chose to represent people who are making war on the United States. That’s certainly their right, but it’s entirely reasonable to ask whether they should now be working on detainee issues at the Justice Department. – Byron York, Washington Examiner

When Mr. Holder decided that we needed to try the 9/11 terrorists in New York, in our federal court system with full constitutional protections, it should not have shocked anyone. To paraphrase one of my favorite philosophers, Larry the Cable Guy, you don’t have to be the head cashier at Wal-Mart to figure out that Mr. Holder is more interested in putting the United States of America and George Bush on trial than he is in bringing justice to murderers. Here’s a thought Mr. Attorney General. They already pleaded guilty. They want to be executed….

As if it was not enough already, our Top Cop investigated whether or not the Bush administration Department of Justice Lawyers who provided legal opinions about enhanced interrogation techniques should be criminally prosecuted.

The Justice Department said it is nearing completion of an internal probe that is expected to recommend professional sanctions but no criminal prosecution for former department lawyers who authorized harsh Central Intelligence Agency interrogations. – Wall Street Journal

In the United States, we do not seek to criminally prosecute our political opponents and predecessors just because we dislike their methods. That is how communists like Fidel Castro or Hugo Chavez would handle it. It is also how Islamists of the Ahmadenjad persuasion, some of whom currently reside in Islam friendly luxury suites at Guantanamo Bay, deal with their opponents.

Along with the lawyers who were providing the legal advice for which they were appointed, Mr. Holder thought he might also prosecute the Central Intelligence Agency interrogators who performed their legally sanctioned duties while defending our country from the Department of Justice’s favored defendants.

“It was my opinion we just can’t operate if people feel even if they are following the legal opinions of the Justice Department they could be in danger of prosecution.” Leon Panetta – Director CIA.

Finally, a statement I can agree with. However, Eric Holder’s Enabler in Chief decided it would be helpful to release classified interrogation documents calling the event “a time for reflection, not retribution.” I am certain that the terrorists who most benefitted from this nonsensical release are spending a lot of time reflecting. It makes me want to run out and apply for a job with the CIA.

Mr. Holder’s appointees are not satisfied with just protecting terrorist killers from the evil Untied States. They also appear to have the same in mind domestically. It is quite clear that Mr. Holder intends to protect and serve some entities. That is evidenced by his not pursuing the “New Black Panthers.”

In the first week of January, the Justice Department filed a civil lawsuit against the New Black Panther Party and three of its members, saying they violated the 1965 Voting Rights Act by scaring voters with the weapon, uniforms and racial slurs.

When none of the defendants filed any response to the complaint or appeared in federal district court in Philadelphia to answer the suit, it appeared almost certain Justice would have prevailed by default. Instead, the department in May suddenly allowed the party and two of the three defendants to walk away. Against the third defendant, Minister King Samir Shabazz, it sought only an injunction barring him from displaying a weapon within 100 feet of a Philadelphia polling place for the next three years—action that’s already illegal under existing law. – Wall Street Journal

It turns out that career lawyers at the Department of Justice who were pursuing the complaints against the New Black Panthers were overruled by Holder appointees.

Remember ACORN of voter fraud and advice on how to run a brothel staffed with minor, illegal immigrant girls. Nothing to see here either. Move along please.

At some point, it might be a good idea for someone in Congress to find spine enough to ask the President exactly who it is that his Attorney General is trying to serve and protect.

© 2010

Let’s Have A Summit

Summit is a misused word and it is wearing a bit thin with me. It is akin to hero, a label we apply to people who have never performed an act of bravery or shown great courage or character. A summit is supposed to be a meeting to confer about a matter of great importance. It is also the highest point or top of something, like a mountain. Reaching the summit is a significant achievement. It is not where you seek the answer. The summit is the answer.

Have you have ever had a mountain top experience? I have been fortunate to have a few in my lifetime. Some of them were physical like making a difficult climb or running a marathon. Others were reaching goals like important promotions or having a book published. No matter the summit reached, there are steps you cannot pass by along the way and still have a true mountain top experience. If you bypass the challenges and still manage to get there somehow, the experience falls a little flat. It holds little true meaning for you and even less than that for those who depend on you.

The important steps may include many grueling hours of sacrifice, physical training and mental preparation before you can even contemplate participation in the actual event. The reward for reaching the summit following such preparation manifests as an inner confidence whose depth is clearly visible on the exterior. It is also the personal knowledge gained that you can achieve what you set out to achieve if you take the small, often painful, but necessary steps along the way. When you finally reach the mountain top, you can sit for a while in quiet solitude, enjoy the clear air that does not exist down there in the valley, and take in the grand view of God’s creation. That momentary elation happens just before the reality sets in that you cannot stay on the mountain top forever. You must come down from it eventually and walk with those who have never had a similar experience.

When you have had a true mountain top experience, you are equipped for life’s toughest challenge. That challenge is to bring those who depend on you back to the mountain top with you. Not just bring them along, but have them race forward enthusiastically to follow you up the mountain.

Some people arrive in this world already having a secure perch on the mountain top. Others find themselves placed up there by means and for reasons other than overcoming the challenges of the climb. They have never had a true mountain top experience. Because of that, they end up with once enthusiastic followers becoming reluctant ones leaving drag marks on the trail as they are pulled along with them on a barreling trip over the mountain side.

There was a climate change summit. Climate change is the name the global warmers hope will convince you to climb with them to their mythical summit and turn over to them control of all aspects of your life. Along with chatter about the green economy and the green utopia, the summit peaked well below the mountain top. The reason is that most simply resist the premise that a gas which is essential to life and exhaled by all of us about 12 times a minute is destroying our planet. The global warmers got to the mountain top on a false premise bolstered by phony science. No one is racing forward to leap off the cliff with them.

I almost forgot about the beer summit. You would think that someone with a modest collection of beer paraphernalia from many years living in Germany would have tuned in like a laser beam on this one. But it was not about beer. I was disappointed. I am not sure what it was about unless it was a feeble attempt at making irregular guys look like regular ones. There is only one guy there who looks like he may have sipped a cool one with his buds after a long day. He is also the one who looks uncomfortable in his suit. He has likely had a mountain top experience.

How is that jobs summit working out for us? The problem with the jobs summit is that its intent and purpose was to create the illusion that people who have never created a job (never climbed that mountain) and can never create one actually have plans to create them.

President Obama’s jobs summit was aimed at producing ideas to battle a surging unemployment problem exacting ever greater economic and political toll, but the event only highlighted the tough dilemma he confronts…. Labor unions and liberal think tanks …have released ambitious proposals to spend hundreds of billions of dollars on job-creation programs focused on public works and infrastructure.

This was not a summit. This was whistling past the grave yard.

Then there was the summit of all summits – the health care summit. We can sum up what this high point of political discourse produced rather quickly. One politician lays out logical and cogent points for discussion and another responds with the heart wrenching story of the woman who wears her dead sister’s teeth.

Together now, let us all hold hands and leap off the mountain.

© 2010

Looking for Solutions

In all of the wrong places.

I am about as middle as Middle America gets. I love God, my family and my country. I like baseball caps, pickup trucks and jeans. I like football, baseball, chili dogs and barbeque. I mow my own lawn, spread my own mulch, trim my own hedges and enjoy every minute of doing those jobs that Americans just won’t do in the gated communities. I think Jack Bauer has the right approach to problem solving. Maybe we can cut him loose on Congress. I have been working and supporting myself since I was 16 years old. I have clawed my way up from dirt poor to a reasonably comfortable middle class existence. In many countries of the world, I would be considered wealthy. I suppose that is why all of the people in those countries seem to want to move here. We do quite well out here in the middle and we would probably be content with our lives if politicians would go to Washington, make their nonsensical speeches and leave us the heck alone. Here’s an idea Washington. Getting government out of our lives and out of our way is a solution to many of our problems.

Every time a politician decides that my Middle America needs fixing, I lose my job. I lose my savings and maybe my house. The people who want to fix us typically have Ivy League degrees that, down here where we still get dirt beneath our fingernails, means an education that transcends common sense and practicality. It was an education afforded them because they were wealthy not smart, something they continually prove. When I am working, I end up footing the bill for their grand schemes that are supposed to transport my wretched hind end into their idea of Shangri-La. They learned about Shangri-la at Harvard from a guy named Karl. In case you are curious, Karl does not appear on any of our founding documents. He did however write another. Washington, here’s another idea for you. Try reading this manifesto for solutions.

It is Middle American children who are constantly beat back from breaching the wall around the middle class that grows a little taller each time we are helped by politicians. It is my money that provides seemingly endless unemployment benefits and welfare for deadbeats rather than allowing me to give more of it to the truly needy that I do help with legitimate charitable donations. It is my money that buys the bridges to nowhere. Here in Wild Wonderful, we name them the Robert C. Byrd Bridge. I don’t know why. He didn’t pay for them. I think I will find me one and name it JD’s Damn Bridge. Washington, after you get out of our way, another solution for you is to stop taxing us to death, stop taxing businesses to death and quit buying those blasted bridges.

It is my wallet not the Washington politician’s wallet that feels my pain when I put gasoline in my vehicle refined from expensive crude purchased from communists and terrorists all because knot heads, believing in the false religion of Global Warming, are bent on worshiping mother earth instead of using her abundant resources for the betterment of mankind as God intended. It is the pedigreed elitists who drive around in cars more expensive than my house while they keep a hybrid snob mobile nearby for photo ops and travel the globe in their private jets. Ground them and close their mouths if you are really concerned with carbon emissions. I can barely contain myself waiting to see how much I will be taxed for the gas that naturally leaks from both ends of my body. That could be an expensive proposition for Michael Moore or Al Gore, couldn’t it? Maybe they’ll hang one of those new fangled digital gas meters on us. Maybe to counter I will invest in Beano. It is like generating your own electricity, maybe they will pay me for the gas I don’t make. Isn’t that the idea? It is the same logic as jobs created or saved. Here’s some wild and reckless ideas Washington. Drill for the doggoned oil we have. Drill for the natural gas we have. Dig the coal we have. Use the oil shale we have. Export the solar panels and windmills and the Green Jobs Czar to the Arabs. They have lots of sun and like Washington, lots of wind too.

Geeze, I have a headache. Think I will spend some time reinforcing the Bunker and maybe watch Jack Bauer torture a terrorist.

© 2010

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