Yes, to be sure. But tell me which parts you find implausible.
A cousin of mine, before he voted for the Obamunist in round 1, told me with a straight face that "they'd never let that happen..." in response to my saying that Barry once said he'd have a civilian defense corps 500,000 strong that rivaled the strength of the US Military.
And I said, "Who is they?"
I can't more-highly recommend reading the longer excerpt of the following. You can do so after the break, or even better, to its source at Western Rifle Shooters Association. Please. And don't forget that the comments are open.
From Matthew Bracken's Foreign Enemies & Traitors:
“Next came the Freedom from Gun Violence Amendment, and that’s when the Second Amendment was annulled. So you see, we didn’t want any of it. Not regular Americans. We didn’t ever vote for it; it was all done at the con-con by mob rule. It was a complete circus by then, the kangaroo convention. But it didn’t matter what average Americans thought, the amendments all became law. They became the new constitution. When the Second Amendment was repealed, the delegates in the arena had a mass orgasm. We watched it all on TV. It was surreal, like a bad dream you get after food poisoning.”
Carson asked, “What did the gun amendment ban?”
“Just about every legal firearm that was left. After the Washington Stadium Massacre, the semi-auto rifles were already outlawed. The ones they called assault weapons.”
...and...
“Nope, I don’t, not at all. But the con-con didn’t end with the gun amendment. The economic amendment was the last one. That was on the final day of the convention. It was a rubber stamp, another voice vote. By then the con-con was like a religious revival meeting, so of course the EJDA passed. That’s what they call the Economic Justice and Democracy Amendment, the EJDA. It was another mass orgasm in the Philly sports arena. We were in shock by then, watching it on television at home. It all happened so fast! Only a few months before the con-con, everybody thought the Poor People’s Party was a joke. We thought the constitutional convention would never happen, and even if it did, it wouldn’t really count somehow. But it did, and nobody’s laughing now.”
“What’s this economic amendment do?” asked Carson.
“The EJDA guarantees jobs for everybody; it guarantees a living wage, it guarantees affordable housing, free health care, free college and free child care. I’m sure I left out a few things it guarantees, but you get the idea. Almost any freebie or handout you can think of, it’s in the EJDA. Basically, it’s communism, written into the constitution. And believe it or not, they sold it as the best way to fix the economy! The new constitution was going to get us out of the depression, and make life fair for everybody at the same time. With the new constitution, the president could enact the ‘New New Deal’ and get us out of the depression. Fat chance! That’s like taking arsenic to cure a stomach ache.”
And do read up on why you ought to oppose a Con-Con, now. That part is not fiction.
Monday, February 18, 2013
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Fitty!
Happy Birthday, Mike.
UPDATE: I couldn't disable the autoplay, so here's a link to the video, instead.
"Shrugged"? Yeah, well, go with it.
Video from ACC All-Access.
UPDATE: I couldn't disable the autoplay, so here's a link to the video, instead.
"Shrugged"? Yeah, well, go with it.
Video from ACC All-Access.
Sunday, February 10, 2013
For The Upland Journal Gentlemen
Know this: nobody wants to dispose of all the "political talk" any more than we do. We don't like it anymore, and probably much less, than you do.
But, as Bill Whittle says, "...politics has invaded everything. And my friends, politics sucks." It is our freedom to pursue happiness that is trampled upon. You oldschool UJ'ers may be coming late to the party, in that some things that make you happy are currently getting constricted by the federal leviathan, but we've been getting "unhappied" for quite some time now.
You're not unlike those folks who'd previously been suckered into the Cult of Celebrity when they opened that first paycheck of 2013. OMG, is right!
Fearful people are not happy people...
And we can all be happy, if we put...if we put this invasive, collectivist, ever-growing monstrosity of a State, back into the beautiful, competent, frugal, well-ordered, fiscally-responsible, government-sized box that it originally came in.
Thanks to NCRenegade for the video...which somehow otherwise slipped under the Livermush radar.
But, as Bill Whittle says, "...politics has invaded everything. And my friends, politics sucks." It is our freedom to pursue happiness that is trampled upon. You oldschool UJ'ers may be coming late to the party, in that some things that make you happy are currently getting constricted by the federal leviathan, but we've been getting "unhappied" for quite some time now.
You're not unlike those folks who'd previously been suckered into the Cult of Celebrity when they opened that first paycheck of 2013. OMG, is right!
Fearful people are not happy people...
And we can all be happy, if we put...if we put this invasive, collectivist, ever-growing monstrosity of a State, back into the beautiful, competent, frugal, well-ordered, fiscally-responsible, government-sized box that it originally came in.
Thanks to NCRenegade for the video...which somehow otherwise slipped under the Livermush radar.
The Bicyclist & The Overmountain Man
The Overmountain Man is driving a truck
A big diesel pickup, looming, and not very nimble.
Overmountain Man drives aggressively, perhaps
But not rudely, he thinks
This is a busy college town.
Bicyclist rides in the road
It's his road, as much as anyone's, by gosh
He rides in the middle of a lane
And then toward one side of a lane, without mirrors
To aid him, and then the middle again.
As a traffic light turns red, just ahead
The Bicyclist slows faster than the diesel would prefer
The Overmountain Man, behind,
Slows slower than comfortable, for the Bicyclist.
Who stops abrubtly, angrily.
Well short of the vehicle ahead, at the intersection
The Bicyclist yells indecipherably over his shoulder at the
Overmountain Man, who returns a "What...Who me?" pantomime.
The Bicyclist pulls forward some,
So, of course, does the Overmountain Man.
The Bicyclist turns and pedals around behind that big diesel
And bluetooths a license plate number to an unseen savior
The light changes and everyone goes along
Without further disharmony, much
And without bloodshed
The Overmountain Man is overdue for feeding
And he's still looking, sniffing for a place that suits him
Backtracking across the college town he sees now again, and smiles
Toward the Team Post Office unitard of his friend the Bicyclist,
Sitting now in the median of a far busier highway
A minute later, Overmountain Man decides maybe this diner, but
After pulling into the lot, he changes his mind again
Before exiting, though, the big diesel is surrounded by Policemen,
Who ask him about an incident of road rage
The Overmountain Man would cast a long & broad shadow.
Overmountain Man says that none of the rage belonged to him
And that passive-aggression shouldn't command 911 attention
The Senior Policeman seems confused at the phrase,
"Professional Victim Beta Male" but not much amused.
The Overmountain Man is a brute, obviously, and not a poet.
The passive-aggressive beta male would not carry a gun
But, gladly, would use one that is wielded by someone else.
He is happy to pick a fight, so long as he is not in it.
There are no consequences to crying "Wolf"
So far as he knows or cares.
If the Indians had had bluetooth cellphones
They could've called 911 for someone to deliver a stern talking to
To those trains, and their brutish Conductors like Overmountain Men
Who'd be taught certain painful lessons, while horses would remain
Without poetry or progress.
A big diesel pickup, looming, and not very nimble.
Overmountain Man drives aggressively, perhaps
But not rudely, he thinks
This is a busy college town.
Bicyclist rides in the road
It's his road, as much as anyone's, by gosh
He rides in the middle of a lane
And then toward one side of a lane, without mirrors
To aid him, and then the middle again.
As a traffic light turns red, just ahead
The Bicyclist slows faster than the diesel would prefer
The Overmountain Man, behind,
Slows slower than comfortable, for the Bicyclist.
Who stops abrubtly, angrily.
Well short of the vehicle ahead, at the intersection
The Bicyclist yells indecipherably over his shoulder at the
Overmountain Man, who returns a "What...Who me?" pantomime.
The Bicyclist pulls forward some,
So, of course, does the Overmountain Man.
The Bicyclist turns and pedals around behind that big diesel
And bluetooths a license plate number to an unseen savior
The light changes and everyone goes along
Without further disharmony, much
And without bloodshed
The Overmountain Man is overdue for feeding
And he's still looking, sniffing for a place that suits him
Backtracking across the college town he sees now again, and smiles
Toward the Team Post Office unitard of his friend the Bicyclist,
Sitting now in the median of a far busier highway
A minute later, Overmountain Man decides maybe this diner, but
After pulling into the lot, he changes his mind again
Before exiting, though, the big diesel is surrounded by Policemen,
Who ask him about an incident of road rage
The Overmountain Man would cast a long & broad shadow.
Overmountain Man says that none of the rage belonged to him
And that passive-aggression shouldn't command 911 attention
The Senior Policeman seems confused at the phrase,
"Professional Victim Beta Male" but not much amused.
The Overmountain Man is a brute, obviously, and not a poet.
The passive-aggressive beta male would not carry a gun
But, gladly, would use one that is wielded by someone else.
He is happy to pick a fight, so long as he is not in it.
There are no consequences to crying "Wolf"
So far as he knows or cares.
If the Indians had had bluetooth cellphones
They could've called 911 for someone to deliver a stern talking to
To those trains, and their brutish Conductors like Overmountain Men
Who'd be taught certain painful lessons, while horses would remain
Without poetry or progress.
Monday, February 4, 2013
LTG Boykin
H/T to Western Rifle Shooters Association.
You are witnessing a rogue, tyrannical government. It has, by its lawlessness, delegitimized itself.
Whatcha gonna do?
You are witnessing a rogue, tyrannical government. It has, by its lawlessness, delegitimized itself.
Whatcha gonna do?
Friday, February 1, 2013
Hanoi Jane Kerry
Briefly-
It is my opinion that any Senator who voted to approve John Kerry as Secretary of State, retroactively endorses his treasonous act of giving aid & comfort to the enemy.
It's one thing, and bad enough, if you're Massachusetts, and you think this scum is good enough to represent you. But it's another thing entirely if you are willing to pretend a traitor is satisfactory diplomatic representation for all of the country!
Disagree?
It is my opinion that any Senator who voted to approve John Kerry as Secretary of State, retroactively endorses his treasonous act of giving aid & comfort to the enemy.
It's one thing, and bad enough, if you're Massachusetts, and you think this scum is good enough to represent you. But it's another thing entirely if you are willing to pretend a traitor is satisfactory diplomatic representation for all of the country!
Disagree?
Thursday, January 31, 2013
Afterburner 1/31
I really don't want to hear any of you folks out there crying about how you just can't believe such & such is happening (gun ban/confiscation schemes, freedom of speech restrictions, surprise taxes, intrusive questions from your doctor, rising tides of violence and mistrust, inflation and economic woe, and so on), because when we tried to warn you, you dismissed us with an impatient wave.
Those folks are still in power, and drunk on that power. They do not recognize any limit to their power nor any accountability to the rule of law. They are above the law, and you are their subjects.
This ride is going to get bumpier, by far, before it smooths out.
Consider the possibility that next, they'll kick a feller's door in because he posted a Bill Whittle propaganda piece on his blog. Don't think it could happen? What's to stop them?
Those folks are still in power, and drunk on that power. They do not recognize any limit to their power nor any accountability to the rule of law. They are above the law, and you are their subjects.
This ride is going to get bumpier, by far, before it smooths out.
Consider the possibility that next, they'll kick a feller's door in because he posted a Bill Whittle propaganda piece on his blog. Don't think it could happen? What's to stop them?
Tuesday, January 29, 2013
For Sale
JCPennys happily announce their new line of dress pants. The Steve Kroft trouser.
Comes with padded knees and a zipper in the back.
Comes with padded knees and a zipper in the back.
Saturday, January 26, 2013
In Their House (Updated)
Unless the Dhimmicrat Jackboots come kicking in my door to search for the offending high-capacity magazine clips, my whole Saturday gets to be planned around a televised skirmish, the UNC vs. NCSU basketball game, slated to tip off at 7PM. Not because of who it is the Tar Heels are playing, it's the same at the House of Livermush for every game.
What time is the game? Okay, that's take out the trash here, get tires here, write blog post here, eat here, here, and here, fend off unforeseen household drama (which isn't planned, but set aside time for it anyway) here. And have Jones, Eric, Adam, et al giving me the pregame atmosphere by 6, then...action!
My red-clad friends with the little woofy hand-signals will behave much the same way, but not because this is the way they block out time for any game. This is the only game that matters, or has mattered, for at least the past week and the following week, but possibly since the moment Gio broke their pitiful little hearts with his magical punt return a few months ago on the Kenan Stadium football field and onward for months, as well.
It must truly stink to be perennially defining your team's success by its outcome versus only one opponent. Honstly, I can't imagine thinking that it was okay to lose four games, so long as we won this one game. But, that very mindset of theirs is exactly why Adam Lucas warns you not to assume logically lofty expectations for tonight: Uh-Oh.
For little UNC-Raleigh, it counts as more than one game. To Wolfpack fans, it may be a single move of the pawn, but it's the one step to the far end of the chessboard that regains them their queen. Nevermind that nobody but them considers that single move "queen-worthy". Oh, the unparalleled glory!...If only in their pathetic little minds.
It is their house, and there will be much venomous energy. Well, their "rented" house, that is, the RBC-come-PNC Arena. And the game is just a pawn, in the bigger game of a season's success.
Hope we can capture this pawn, anyway. If we do, for us it's just another pawn...but for their season, it's Check and Mate.
Go 'Heels.
UPDATE: Nevermind.
NUTHER UPDATE: Told ya so.
What time is the game? Okay, that's take out the trash here, get tires here, write blog post here, eat here, here, and here, fend off unforeseen household drama (which isn't planned, but set aside time for it anyway) here. And have Jones, Eric, Adam, et al giving me the pregame atmosphere by 6, then...action!
My red-clad friends with the little woofy hand-signals will behave much the same way, but not because this is the way they block out time for any game. This is the only game that matters, or has mattered, for at least the past week and the following week, but possibly since the moment Gio broke their pitiful little hearts with his magical punt return a few months ago on the Kenan Stadium football field and onward for months, as well.
It must truly stink to be perennially defining your team's success by its outcome versus only one opponent. Honstly, I can't imagine thinking that it was okay to lose four games, so long as we won this one game. But, that very mindset of theirs is exactly why Adam Lucas warns you not to assume logically lofty expectations for tonight: Uh-Oh.
For little UNC-Raleigh, it counts as more than one game. To Wolfpack fans, it may be a single move of the pawn, but it's the one step to the far end of the chessboard that regains them their queen. Nevermind that nobody but them considers that single move "queen-worthy". Oh, the unparalleled glory!...If only in their pathetic little minds.
It is their house, and there will be much venomous energy. Well, their "rented" house, that is, the RBC-come-PNC Arena. And the game is just a pawn, in the bigger game of a season's success.
Hope we can capture this pawn, anyway. If we do, for us it's just another pawn...but for their season, it's Check and Mate.
Go 'Heels.
UPDATE: Nevermind.
NUTHER UPDATE: Told ya so.
Thursday, January 24, 2013
Hillary Clinton
Secretary of Skank
Imagined editorial segment on Fox News...
Brit Hume: Thanks, Brett. Today's testimony before the Senate No-oversight Committee on Blaming Things On An Obscure Flavor Of Jello Pudding, acting Secretary of Skank, Hillary Clinton said...
Brett Baier: Excuse me, Brit. Don't you mean, Secretary of State?
Hume: Sorry, but no. We're expected to believe from her testimony, that either she's so inept that she couldn't envision a need for basic security (much less enhanced security) in Libya, on 9/11, for the single American in that country most likely to need enhanced security...or she just did not and does not care. What part of her skankified life holds priority over her doing this most basic part of her job? She's unqualified to be the Secretary of anything but Skank.
At the very least, the next time she's called to testify, I hope one of those Senators has the balls to say, "Instead of smiling and smirking Mizz Clinton, and before you start pounding your fist indignantly, weigh your impertinance against these two phrases: 1) treasonous subterfuge versus the American people, involving the death of an American diplomat, and 2) firing squad."
On other, seemingly unrelated, imaginary news happenings...
If you watch this Katie Couric interview with Manti Te'o, think about the likelihood that there was a recent production meeting that featured Mizz Couric saying, "If there's a massive hoax, involving apillow-biting odd, juiced-up reknowned football player from a Catholic school, why aren't we in on it? Furthermore, how can we get in on it?"
Imagined editorial segment on Fox News...
Brit Hume: Thanks, Brett. Today's testimony before the Senate No-oversight Committee on Blaming Things On An Obscure Flavor Of Jello Pudding, acting Secretary of Skank, Hillary Clinton said...
Brett Baier: Excuse me, Brit. Don't you mean, Secretary of State?
Hume: Sorry, but no. We're expected to believe from her testimony, that either she's so inept that she couldn't envision a need for basic security (much less enhanced security) in Libya, on 9/11, for the single American in that country most likely to need enhanced security...or she just did not and does not care. What part of her skankified life holds priority over her doing this most basic part of her job? She's unqualified to be the Secretary of anything but Skank.
At the very least, the next time she's called to testify, I hope one of those Senators has the balls to say, "Instead of smiling and smirking Mizz Clinton, and before you start pounding your fist indignantly, weigh your impertinance against these two phrases: 1) treasonous subterfuge versus the American people, involving the death of an American diplomat, and 2) firing squad."
On other, seemingly unrelated, imaginary news happenings...
If you watch this Katie Couric interview with Manti Te'o, think about the likelihood that there was a recent production meeting that featured Mizz Couric saying, "If there's a massive hoax, involving a
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
Dear Dr. Thomas Sowell,
NO.
You are wrong, sir. Not in the presentation of, or solution to, your argument, but primarily in the basic answer to its title: Do Gun Control Laws Control Guns? And secondarily, to your notion within that argument that "the over-riding factual question is whether gun control laws actually reduce gun crimes in general or murder rates in particular."
As with most other news and editorial pieces regarding the issue, you make valid points to rearrange deck chairs on a sinking ship. And miss the opportunity to make a more-vital point.
Start with the question in the title, Do gun laws control guns? And, instead of treating the symptoms, look at the sickness, get to the very real meat of the matter for your answer. And it is this:
Gun control is not about controlling guns. It is about controlling people.
To paraphrase your supposition, the over-riding factual question is whether the rights of government can abridge our natural rights.
I have as much respect for your political aptitude and Constitutional scholarship as I do anyone's. So, it is my hope that you will redirect your focus on the genuine issue, rather than dance around the edges like most of the other editorialists. There are plenty of folks ready to take the easy road, centering the dialog over my right to hunt and your right to fend off a burglar.
Those are valid and important uses for our guns. But they have nothing to do with the 2nd Amendment. Criminalizing guns is part of their victory. Another part of that victory is fogging the issue on the Conservative Right. Don't let that happen, please.
They'll come for my guns, and then for your voice.
It's about controlling us. You and me, both of us.
Thanks to William Grigg at Pro Libertate (with a H/T to WRSA), here's the solution to your argument. Well, not your argument, but what your argument should have been. See here: it's not the gun being controlled; it's the citizen. Regardless of his rights. Regardless of his actions. Regardless of his intent.
Dr. Sowell, we need you to keep your eye on the ball, sir.
You are wrong, sir. Not in the presentation of, or solution to, your argument, but primarily in the basic answer to its title: Do Gun Control Laws Control Guns? And secondarily, to your notion within that argument that "the over-riding factual question is whether gun control laws actually reduce gun crimes in general or murder rates in particular."
As with most other news and editorial pieces regarding the issue, you make valid points to rearrange deck chairs on a sinking ship. And miss the opportunity to make a more-vital point.
Start with the question in the title, Do gun laws control guns? And, instead of treating the symptoms, look at the sickness, get to the very real meat of the matter for your answer. And it is this:
Gun control is not about controlling guns. It is about controlling people.
To paraphrase your supposition, the over-riding factual question is whether the rights of government can abridge our natural rights.
I have as much respect for your political aptitude and Constitutional scholarship as I do anyone's. So, it is my hope that you will redirect your focus on the genuine issue, rather than dance around the edges like most of the other editorialists. There are plenty of folks ready to take the easy road, centering the dialog over my right to hunt and your right to fend off a burglar.
Those are valid and important uses for our guns. But they have nothing to do with the 2nd Amendment. Criminalizing guns is part of their victory. Another part of that victory is fogging the issue on the Conservative Right. Don't let that happen, please.
They'll come for my guns, and then for your voice.
It's about controlling us. You and me, both of us.
Thanks to William Grigg at Pro Libertate (with a H/T to WRSA), here's the solution to your argument. Well, not your argument, but what your argument should have been. See here: it's not the gun being controlled; it's the citizen. Regardless of his rights. Regardless of his actions. Regardless of his intent.
Dr. Sowell, we need you to keep your eye on the ball, sir.
Sunday, January 20, 2013
These Will Stand
These North Carolinians will stand, and they will fight like they have Tar in their Heels.
Consider this from LT, NC Renegade:
And this from Bob Owens:
It is a crossroads we approach. Our army from one direction. Theirs, in opposition, from another. And if I suggest that you will soon have to decide into which camp you'll make your allegiance, which one will it be? If you haven't thought much (or any) about the possibility of having to choose, please go read those two linked essays, and get back to me. Or, don't get back to me...but at least, start thinking about the ramifications of such a decision.
Their tyranny is not something on the horizon. It is here now, and almost fully realized. It is something with its cancerous tentacles already insinuated into our fabric. The necessity for an incision is practically unavoidable. Their tyranny and our Liberty cannot coexist, not peacefully or otherwise. Sooner or later, one side or the other will have to be eliminated.
"Harnessing up the bitter steed of war."
Oh yeah. I'll stand. The Old North State is as good a place as any to start this thing up. Not like it'll be the first time we picked a fight against a tyrant.
Looking at the folks on our side...I really like our chances. God bless America.
Consider this from LT, NC Renegade:
But I am a soldier, and I know what must be done; and so I shall put away my sadness and I shall harness up the bitter steed of war, and gird myself up for the battle; and I shall ride out to meet the enemies of Liberty; not in rage, not for anger sake or the hope of vengeance; but because I swore an oath before God, to jealously guard our Republic and its Constitution against all enemies; Him I shall not disappoint, for He is my Hope and my Trust.
And this from Bob Owens:
From NFA ’34, to GCA ’68, to FOPA ’86, and the ’94 Crime Bill, the federal government has chipped away at the rights of gun owners in the name of “public safety.” Tellingly, the safety they’ve sought to protect in each and every one of those laws has been their own, attempting to defang the people so that when the people finally realize they have been cornered by their would-be masters, they have nothing left with which to strike back in their own defense.
Not one step more. That is what I pledge to my children.
It is a crossroads we approach. Our army from one direction. Theirs, in opposition, from another. And if I suggest that you will soon have to decide into which camp you'll make your allegiance, which one will it be? If you haven't thought much (or any) about the possibility of having to choose, please go read those two linked essays, and get back to me. Or, don't get back to me...but at least, start thinking about the ramifications of such a decision.
Their tyranny is not something on the horizon. It is here now, and almost fully realized. It is something with its cancerous tentacles already insinuated into our fabric. The necessity for an incision is practically unavoidable. Their tyranny and our Liberty cannot coexist, not peacefully or otherwise. Sooner or later, one side or the other will have to be eliminated.
"Harnessing up the bitter steed of war."
Oh yeah. I'll stand. The Old North State is as good a place as any to start this thing up. Not like it'll be the first time we picked a fight against a tyrant.
Looking at the folks on our side...I really like our chances. God bless America.
Saturday, January 12, 2013
Tactical Assault Rock For Sale On Ebay
The guy is getting bids at $37 right this minute: Tactical Assault Rock from CroMagnum Arms Int'l.
This is a market that is FAR from saturated, and I have lots of rocks. Matter of fact, I know where there's a cache of Ancient Indian Throwing Stones.
Ka-ching...
(H/T to Sipsey Street Irregulars)
This is a market that is FAR from saturated, and I have lots of rocks. Matter of fact, I know where there's a cache of Ancient Indian Throwing Stones.
Ka-ching...
(H/T to Sipsey Street Irregulars)
Thursday, January 10, 2013
Thank You, Mr. Bracken
To Matthew Bracken, former Navy Seal.
Thanks for this very timely essay. I'll be shopping for your books.
To my friends and relatives, and those who are neither, this essay is one of the most important things you will ever read. And it comes to you at probably the most important time in the history of your country.
Seriously, imagine your own life as if you were going about your business in 1775, when King George was hatching his own schemes to keep you in your place, would you have been able to re-stick your head in the sand? Would you know which side was which when the bullets started flying?
Please.
(Tip o' the cap to Cold Fury.)
Thanks for this very timely essay. I'll be shopping for your books.
To my friends and relatives, and those who are neither, this essay is one of the most important things you will ever read. And it comes to you at probably the most important time in the history of your country.
Seriously, imagine your own life as if you were going about your business in 1775, when King George was hatching his own schemes to keep you in your place, would you have been able to re-stick your head in the sand? Would you know which side was which when the bullets started flying?
Dear Mr. Security Agent,
Federal, state, or local. You, the man or woman with the badge, the sworn LEO or FLEA and those who inhabit the many law enforcement niches in between and on all sides. This essay is directed to you, because in the end, how this turmoil about gun control turns out will depend largely upon your decisions and actions over the coming months and years.Friends, this essay will take you a good thirty minutes to read. And it will be thirty minutes well-spent. Please don't dismiss it as just more hyperbole in the gun-rights versus gun-control dialog. Set aside the time to do it.
[...]
Why is this essay titled Dear Mr. Security Agent, when it dwells mainly upon the media and coastal-dwelling urban liberals and their utopian belief in the benefits of new gun control laws in the United States? Mr. Security Agent will protest that he is no liberal, he is ex-military, he’s a cop, he’s a fed—he’s one of the good guys! He took the same oath to defend the Constitution that you did, Buster! He doesn’t need any lectures on defending the Constitution! So why single him out in this essay?
Please.
(Tip o' the cap to Cold Fury.)
Fiscal Secession
First, let me state that this argument needs a more eloquent and forceful voice than I can give it.
The time is right for North Carolina to defund and deligitimize the federal government. I might propose that our newly elected state legislators seize their mandate to lead the country toward fiscal responsibility, and away from rampant irresponsibility. Affirm to the rest of the country that North Carolina is a safe-haven for business and personal tax-relief, eliminate income and revenue taxation in favor of a flat sales tax. Pledge to submit a "fund" payment to the federal government to cover defense obligations. Shelter NC citizens from federal law/regulation/fiat. And fiscally sever all other ties. Tell Washington, DC that our citizens are not their subjects.
Reassert our state sovereignty, as it were (and as it once WAS!)
We North Carolinians don't want to depart America, we want to take America with us. We're America Classic (with apologies to Coca Cola), and they're New Coke. We want our country to be as it was founded and intended, not that which it is being perverted into by the Progressive/Socialist/Modern Liberal/Left. We can tolerate taxation, but have absolutely reached our boiling point with the thievery and misuse of our monies. Not to mention the cancerous intrusions into our personal space, and trampling on our Liberty and liberties.
Most of the rest of America is straining against their leashes to follow the lead that we'll set. Truly, within minutes, South Carolina will jump in with both feet (and claim it was their idea). Same thing for Texas. Then, like dominos...the rest of the South, the Dakotas, the Southern border states (for obvious other reasons), the Midwest...
New York and California can simultaneously lead a charge for the New Coke crowd.
And just like North Dakota, our economy will explode. Freedom and legislative predictability (if not certainty) will draw that hoarded wealth like a magnet.
Personally, I'd go so far as to have a swearing-in of Mitt Romney as Actual President, but that is perhaps a different argument. Seriously, and even if it's only symbolic, we are owed a President that respects our Sovereignty. One who wouldn't lie to us about Benghazi. Who wouldn't deceive us about Fast & Furious. Who wouldn't steal from us like Obamacare does. Who wouldn't subvert the Constitution with Executive Orders. Who wouldn't keep printing and borrowing money. Invite Mr. Romney to Charlotte and sell tickets for the ceremony. Do we have a big-enough venue? Oh, I know, have it at the NC Moter Speedway! The D's couldn't fill it, but WE can.
Okay, I'm getting too excited, and there is work to do.
Please tell me you like the idea. Or, tell me why you don't. Get some of our politicians into the discussion. Our country was built on the notion that the individual States could peacefully walk away from the Union if they so chose. We tried it once before and couldn't carry enough of the moral high ground. We were right then, but right about a thing which was wrong. The time has never been more right, and North Carolina should step out front to lead.
Secede!
The time is right for North Carolina to defund and deligitimize the federal government. I might propose that our newly elected state legislators seize their mandate to lead the country toward fiscal responsibility, and away from rampant irresponsibility. Affirm to the rest of the country that North Carolina is a safe-haven for business and personal tax-relief, eliminate income and revenue taxation in favor of a flat sales tax. Pledge to submit a "fund" payment to the federal government to cover defense obligations. Shelter NC citizens from federal law/regulation/fiat. And fiscally sever all other ties. Tell Washington, DC that our citizens are not their subjects.
Reassert our state sovereignty, as it were (and as it once WAS!)
We North Carolinians don't want to depart America, we want to take America with us. We're America Classic (with apologies to Coca Cola), and they're New Coke. We want our country to be as it was founded and intended, not that which it is being perverted into by the Progressive/Socialist/Modern Liberal/Left. We can tolerate taxation, but have absolutely reached our boiling point with the thievery and misuse of our monies. Not to mention the cancerous intrusions into our personal space, and trampling on our Liberty and liberties.
Most of the rest of America is straining against their leashes to follow the lead that we'll set. Truly, within minutes, South Carolina will jump in with both feet (and claim it was their idea). Same thing for Texas. Then, like dominos...the rest of the South, the Dakotas, the Southern border states (for obvious other reasons), the Midwest...
New York and California can simultaneously lead a charge for the New Coke crowd.
And just like North Dakota, our economy will explode. Freedom and legislative predictability (if not certainty) will draw that hoarded wealth like a magnet.
Personally, I'd go so far as to have a swearing-in of Mitt Romney as Actual President, but that is perhaps a different argument. Seriously, and even if it's only symbolic, we are owed a President that respects our Sovereignty. One who wouldn't lie to us about Benghazi. Who wouldn't deceive us about Fast & Furious. Who wouldn't steal from us like Obamacare does. Who wouldn't subvert the Constitution with Executive Orders. Who wouldn't keep printing and borrowing money. Invite Mr. Romney to Charlotte and sell tickets for the ceremony. Do we have a big-enough venue? Oh, I know, have it at the NC Moter Speedway! The D's couldn't fill it, but WE can.
Okay, I'm getting too excited, and there is work to do.
Please tell me you like the idea. Or, tell me why you don't. Get some of our politicians into the discussion. Our country was built on the notion that the individual States could peacefully walk away from the Union if they so chose. We tried it once before and couldn't carry enough of the moral high ground. We were right then, but right about a thing which was wrong. The time has never been more right, and North Carolina should step out front to lead.
Secede!
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
Reading "Kindergarden" 0108-13
I'm reading Evan Sayet's The Kindergarden Of Eden. Here's an excerpt:
About five years ago, I presented my thesis on "How the Modern Liberal Thinks" in a lecture to the Heritage Foundation in Washington, D.C. I began the talk by saying, "I've got to imagine that just about every one of us in this room recognizes that the Democrats are wrong on just about every issue. Well, I'm here to propose to you that it's not just 'just about' every issue; it's quite literally every issue. And it's not just wrong; it's as wrong as wrong can be."
Half a decade later, I am even more convinced that the Modern Liberal is, in fact, as wrong as wrong can be on quite literally every issue. That is, I have no doubt that he will at every turn side with the lesser over the better, the wrong over the right, the ugly over the beautiful, the vulgar over the refined, the behaviors that lead to failure over those that lead to success and, first and foremost, with the evil over the good.
There'll surely be more such excerpts in the coming days.
About five years ago, I presented my thesis on "How the Modern Liberal Thinks" in a lecture to the Heritage Foundation in Washington, D.C. I began the talk by saying, "I've got to imagine that just about every one of us in this room recognizes that the Democrats are wrong on just about every issue. Well, I'm here to propose to you that it's not just 'just about' every issue; it's quite literally every issue. And it's not just wrong; it's as wrong as wrong can be."
Half a decade later, I am even more convinced that the Modern Liberal is, in fact, as wrong as wrong can be on quite literally every issue. That is, I have no doubt that he will at every turn side with the lesser over the better, the wrong over the right, the ugly over the beautiful, the vulgar over the refined, the behaviors that lead to failure over those that lead to success and, first and foremost, with the evil over the good.
There'll surely be more such excerpts in the coming days.
Saturday, January 5, 2013
Friday, December 21, 2012
G.O.
On Friday October 26, I was trout fishing and got a call with an offer of two tickets at face value for the UNC/NCSU game the next day in Chapel Hill. I'll forever recount my good fortune that I didn't hesitate to claim them. I couldn't find anyone on short notice to come with me, and didn't even make an effort to sell one outside Kenan, but when I got there I just spread my countenance over both seats and cheered hard enough for two people.
Those seats were uncomfortably close to the visitors' section, and there were two red-clad knuckleheads sitting right behind me, one of which couldn't bear to keep his trap shut for 60 seconds at a time. Like any of the regular inhabitants over at Pack Pride (you may have to work around or -even worse- FOR folks like these) they constantly spew little half-compliments laced with that tinge of venom dripping off their pointy teeth.
With the score tied in the waning moments, and during the timeout that preceded the punt return, the Tar Heel fan seated next to me said something about hoping for the presumed returner (Smith) to fair-catch or get out of bounds, which would leave "X" amount on the clock for a game-winning drive. I looked through my binoculars and confirmed (instead) that Gio Bernard was in the defensive huddle, then said to him: "I don't think Smith is going to fair catch anything...that's Gio coming on the field."
And I turned my camera on to record...
G.O. from liv erm'ush on Vimeo.
As you'll notice in the video, I didn't check on the guy behind me after the punt return. But I did look around, right after turning off the camera, and he had excused himself from the remaining festivities.
I hated Tom O'Brien, State's coach, for whipping my team FIVE years in a row, and have to say am tickled for that reason to see him go. But, I give him a hearty tip o' the cap for having the huevos to kick it to Gio in that situation.
Those seats were uncomfortably close to the visitors' section, and there were two red-clad knuckleheads sitting right behind me, one of which couldn't bear to keep his trap shut for 60 seconds at a time. Like any of the regular inhabitants over at Pack Pride (you may have to work around or -even worse- FOR folks like these) they constantly spew little half-compliments laced with that tinge of venom dripping off their pointy teeth.
With the score tied in the waning moments, and during the timeout that preceded the punt return, the Tar Heel fan seated next to me said something about hoping for the presumed returner (Smith) to fair-catch or get out of bounds, which would leave "X" amount on the clock for a game-winning drive. I looked through my binoculars and confirmed (instead) that Gio Bernard was in the defensive huddle, then said to him: "I don't think Smith is going to fair catch anything...that's Gio coming on the field."
And I turned my camera on to record...
G.O. from liv erm'ush on Vimeo.
As you'll notice in the video, I didn't check on the guy behind me after the punt return. But I did look around, right after turning off the camera, and he had excused himself from the remaining festivities.
I hated Tom O'Brien, State's coach, for whipping my team FIVE years in a row, and have to say am tickled for that reason to see him go. But, I give him a hearty tip o' the cap for having the huevos to kick it to Gio in that situation.
Friday, November 30, 2012
Yeah, That One Hurt
I haven't felt much like blogging since that Day of Blackness, November 6. But, in spite of the broken heart I have for America, her Founding Fathers, and the Constitution, there wasn't any slitting of wrists in Livermush Land.
And I don't quite feel like weighing in on the "why we lost" debate, yet.
While I'd certainly prefer to be basking in the hard-fought glory of a win, losing round #9 on a technicality (imposed by the Russian judge) does not mean that we're not coming out of the corner for round #10.
So, how best to win round #10? Maybe some rope-a-dope, maybe some counter-punches, but most certainly we should plan on landing a few haymakers. I like what Mark Davis wrote, No Time To Give Up in the Fiscal Fight:
We should not sign on to any plan that involves making job creators pay higher tax rates. If we are to entertain any closing of loopholes or striking of deductions (which are also tax increases), it should be upon receipt of iron-clad commitments from Democrats for real entitlement reform and other meaningful spending cuts.
That would seem highly unlikely. Still high on the adrenaline buzz of an election that seemed to smile on their big-government aspirations, Democrats are not in the mood to make deals.
Fine. Then let them be judged by that.
I know the media will paint any dark result as the fault of Republicans. Let them. It is time to stop worrying what the media say or how young and non-white voters might recoil at first.
We must do the right thing and let the chips fall where they may. Only then can we go to those voters we so deeply want to attract and say that we did it for them. They may not have appreciated it, but when we refused to let spending get even more obscene, we said no, and we did it for all Americans.
Again, I did not send my Congresswoman to Washington to cooperate or compromise.
Fight.
And every 2014 Senate candidate should start practicing the phrase, "...the flat tax will eliminate all other (illegal) taxation: income tax, estate tax, payroll tax, obaminationcare tax, capital gains tax, gasoline tax, soda tax, fat-quotient tax, internet tax, and so on..."
And I don't quite feel like weighing in on the "why we lost" debate, yet.
While I'd certainly prefer to be basking in the hard-fought glory of a win, losing round #9 on a technicality (imposed by the Russian judge) does not mean that we're not coming out of the corner for round #10.
So, how best to win round #10? Maybe some rope-a-dope, maybe some counter-punches, but most certainly we should plan on landing a few haymakers. I like what Mark Davis wrote, No Time To Give Up in the Fiscal Fight:
We should not sign on to any plan that involves making job creators pay higher tax rates. If we are to entertain any closing of loopholes or striking of deductions (which are also tax increases), it should be upon receipt of iron-clad commitments from Democrats for real entitlement reform and other meaningful spending cuts.
That would seem highly unlikely. Still high on the adrenaline buzz of an election that seemed to smile on their big-government aspirations, Democrats are not in the mood to make deals.
Fine. Then let them be judged by that.
I know the media will paint any dark result as the fault of Republicans. Let them. It is time to stop worrying what the media say or how young and non-white voters might recoil at first.
We must do the right thing and let the chips fall where they may. Only then can we go to those voters we so deeply want to attract and say that we did it for them. They may not have appreciated it, but when we refused to let spending get even more obscene, we said no, and we did it for all Americans.
Again, I did not send my Congresswoman to Washington to cooperate or compromise.
Fight.
And every 2014 Senate candidate should start practicing the phrase, "...the flat tax will eliminate all other (illegal) taxation: income tax, estate tax, payroll tax, obaminationcare tax, capital gains tax, gasoline tax, soda tax, fat-quotient tax, internet tax, and so on..."
Monday, November 5, 2012
Tomorrow...
...Represents our last best chance to reclaim Liberty in a peaceful manner.
And if you came by here one last time, with lingering questions as to how to use your vote (whether to vote, or which way), allow me to submit these two videos.
God bless America.
And yes, I was once a Democrat, too.
And if you came by here one last time, with lingering questions as to how to use your vote (whether to vote, or which way), allow me to submit these two videos.
God bless America.
And yes, I was once a Democrat, too.
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