The recent Christmas decorations in Washington DC were stunning in their red and green. Yes the Senator's offices were festoon with red lights. Red lights over each of the Democratic Senators offices glowing bright announcing they were open for business. Then came the green. Harry Reid dancing through the halls. Throwing money into the air. Laughing while his fellow Democrats dive for riches.
If you live in Nebraska, Louisiana or Connecticut rejoice. You have the best Senators money can buy. If you live in one of the other 54 states, don't get cocky. Your, and my, Senators are prostitutes too. Just not as high priced.
So what's got all this green flowing? Why the health care bill. The Dem's needed 60 votes to pass it in the senate. The senators quickly learned to drag their feet to get sweetheart deals for their states. The senator from Louisiana got 300 million dollars in aid for her state just for a yes vote. The senator from Nebraska got a deal that would prevent Nebraskans from having to pay for any increase in Medicare benefits FOREVER! Yes Nebraskans will never have to pay one cent more than they are paying today for Medicare. Now I wonder where the money to pay for increases in their state will come from? Let me think for a moment. O, yea, from us. We do. Everyone else in the country has to anty up but them! Can you feel the love?
All this jockeying to pass a bill. Must be an important bill. Must be worth it. Who knows? Many of the senators admit they haven't read it. It's too long at over 2000 pages. 2000 pages written behind closed doors by a handful of senators. Facts are trickling out as more people get to read it. Penalties for not having health insurance including fines and jail time if the fines are not paid. Language that's states to the effect certain provisions of the bill are unrepealable. That's unconstitutional! Congress has the right to write laws and Levy taxes as stated in the Constitution. If you make a bill unrepealable you bind the hands of future congresses. You prevent them from exercising their duties according to the Constitution. The very same Constitution all the senators swore to up hold!
Then all the language forcing us to buy private health insurance. Charging us fees, taxes and fines. If this bill becomes law Congress and Obama will bind us into slavery by owning our bodies. Dictating to us what medical care we can receive by getting between us and our doctors. It's also taxation without representation. Our taxes are taken from us and sent to Nebraska for the express purpose of buying Senator Nelson's vote.
Have they no shame? In fact every time one of these senators stand up to speak they should be shouted down with a chant of "shame on you, shame on you". O for a man or woman who would stand up and say "this is wrong, I cannot vote yes to this bill because of the constitutional principles established by our Founding Fathers". "Here I stand, I can do no other"!
Wait, Oh yea! They did stand by their principles! Money is their principle and Power their drink. As long as they have that they don't need us. They sure as heck don't listen to us. The Senate email servers crashed. Their voice mail filled up. They didn't answer their phones. Their phone system went down. All due to the volume of citizens calling in to say, VOTE NO! How long must we put up with this.
My muskets in it's scabbard,
strapped to the plow.
Primed and ready to go,
at the shout of "Now".
Remember Concord Bridge,
remember Lexington Town.
When we meet with courage resolute,
to bring this tyranny down.
Let me leave you with these two quotes.
"No man's life, liberty or property is safe while Congress is in session." Mark Twain
"Remember that a government big enough to give you everything you want is big enough to take away everything you have." Barry Goldwater
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Christmas Bomber
Our government would like you to think the Muslim Terrorists are the poor and down trodden. That they are driven to extremes by their desperate existence. The truth is, once again, different. The Muslim terrorists are mostly from the wealthy and privileged in their country. The Christmas bomber is the son of a wealthy banker, college educated and was living in an expensive up scale apartment in London. So why does our government perpetuate this lie? Because it fits their Bad U.S. mentality. According to those who run our government we as a nation are to blame for all that's bad in the world. There were those in the days after 9/11 rushing to a mic or camera to state that very thing. It was our fault we were attacked! We caused Muslim Terrorists. We caused global warming. We caused the world wide financial meltdown. Our greed has caused it all. We're evil and must be stopped. Why do you think every speech President Obama gave overseas this year began with "We're Sorry". He was like Patsy Kline singing "I'm sorry, so sorry" over and over and over again. Our President, like most in Washington, suffer from the same problem the Muslim terrorists suffer from. Elitism! They think they know better than us, what is good for us. The terrorists use bombs, the Washington elite use laws and backroom dealings. The end result is the same for the survivors. Oppression and slavery!
To a man they both have not had to face the real world. They have not had to get their hands dirty. To work two or three jobs to pay the bills. No! Mommy and daddy paid for everything, pampering their little boys. Then they send them off to college to get a little education. Now that they have read a book and listened to some silver tongue professor or, in the terrorists case, an imam they think they know what is best for us all. Someone tickles their ears with sweet nothings and BOOM! They build a bomb and blow something up. All for a good cause. All for our own good.
So lets get back to this dummy on the Christmas plane. We have some rich kid who starts listening to some radical imam. The same imam who counseled the army major at Ft. Hood by the way. Then he gets a little training and there you have it. A Muslim version of a crotch rocket! Fortunately PETN is tricky stuff to make and it didn't explode, it just burned real good. We can just hope it burned hot enough to prevent the Crotch Rocketeer from procreating. Then the only word we get form our government for days is Secretary Napolitano of Homeland Security talking about how the system worked. Hello!!! If the system had worked the Crotch Rocketeer would not have been on the plane in the first place. His own dad had warned the US Embassy two months ago about him. He was prevented from entering England once before. He was on a terrorist watch list! How did someone on a terrorist watch list get a visa to come into this country in the first place. That should be automatic, on a watch list, no visa! Then the President's Press Secretary goes on TV and states "well there are 500,000 on the list, we can't watch them all". They can't detect these people getting on a plane, who are on a list, when you have to give all kinds of information including fart samples to board? This dummy didn't have a passport. No checked luggage. Bought a one way ticket. Paid in cash. And was on a terrorist watch list. Yes sir, right this way sir. How about a nice seat over the wing next to the fuel tanks sir!
As a point of reference. The Shoe Bomber had 50 grams of PETN in his shoe that fortunately didn't go off. The Feds tested what kind of explosion and damage this would have caused. It blew a nice big hole in the side of the plane. By comparison the Crotch Rocketeer had 80 grams and was setting over the wing which also houses the fuel tanks. More grams equal bigger bang. Go and get 32 new pennies. That equals 80 grams of PETN. Hundreds of people could have died on Christmas day if it had worked.
Getting back to the 500,000 on the watch list. If the government can't keep track to these people how are they going to track the medical records of 300 million Americans?
Our government is not doing it's job. It doesn't matter if you are in your living room or an airplane. You are on your own.
To a man they both have not had to face the real world. They have not had to get their hands dirty. To work two or three jobs to pay the bills. No! Mommy and daddy paid for everything, pampering their little boys. Then they send them off to college to get a little education. Now that they have read a book and listened to some silver tongue professor or, in the terrorists case, an imam they think they know what is best for us all. Someone tickles their ears with sweet nothings and BOOM! They build a bomb and blow something up. All for a good cause. All for our own good.
So lets get back to this dummy on the Christmas plane. We have some rich kid who starts listening to some radical imam. The same imam who counseled the army major at Ft. Hood by the way. Then he gets a little training and there you have it. A Muslim version of a crotch rocket! Fortunately PETN is tricky stuff to make and it didn't explode, it just burned real good. We can just hope it burned hot enough to prevent the Crotch Rocketeer from procreating. Then the only word we get form our government for days is Secretary Napolitano of Homeland Security talking about how the system worked. Hello!!! If the system had worked the Crotch Rocketeer would not have been on the plane in the first place. His own dad had warned the US Embassy two months ago about him. He was prevented from entering England once before. He was on a terrorist watch list! How did someone on a terrorist watch list get a visa to come into this country in the first place. That should be automatic, on a watch list, no visa! Then the President's Press Secretary goes on TV and states "well there are 500,000 on the list, we can't watch them all". They can't detect these people getting on a plane, who are on a list, when you have to give all kinds of information including fart samples to board? This dummy didn't have a passport. No checked luggage. Bought a one way ticket. Paid in cash. And was on a terrorist watch list. Yes sir, right this way sir. How about a nice seat over the wing next to the fuel tanks sir!
As a point of reference. The Shoe Bomber had 50 grams of PETN in his shoe that fortunately didn't go off. The Feds tested what kind of explosion and damage this would have caused. It blew a nice big hole in the side of the plane. By comparison the Crotch Rocketeer had 80 grams and was setting over the wing which also houses the fuel tanks. More grams equal bigger bang. Go and get 32 new pennies. That equals 80 grams of PETN. Hundreds of people could have died on Christmas day if it had worked.
Getting back to the 500,000 on the watch list. If the government can't keep track to these people how are they going to track the medical records of 300 million Americans?
Our government is not doing it's job. It doesn't matter if you are in your living room or an airplane. You are on your own.
PSA
This Public Service Announcement just in.....
A man caused disaster almost occurred last Christmas on an airplane bound for Detroit, Michigan. A person whose gender, race, nationality or religion cannot be disclosed due to FCC diversity regulations tried to explode a bomb hidden in their underwear. Another passenger on the plane leaped over two rows of seats to restrain the aforementioned alleged perpetrator of an attempted man caused disaster and secured the person until taken into custody by Federal agents when the plane landed. According to Homeland Security Secretary Janet Napolitano the system worked and said person should be considered as a disturbed individual acting on their own without any connection to any man caused disaster groups or any religion. The government had decided upon a severe tongue lashing as punishment until it was disclosed the person drove to the airport in an evil, tree killing, planet destroying SUV. The death penalty will now be sought.
Reports of the alleged bomber shouting out "Anyhoo Clarkbar" are unconfirmed.
A man caused disaster almost occurred last Christmas on an airplane bound for Detroit, Michigan. A person whose gender, race, nationality or religion cannot be disclosed due to FCC diversity regulations tried to explode a bomb hidden in their underwear. Another passenger on the plane leaped over two rows of seats to restrain the aforementioned alleged perpetrator of an attempted man caused disaster and secured the person until taken into custody by Federal agents when the plane landed. According to Homeland Security Secretary Janet Napolitano the system worked and said person should be considered as a disturbed individual acting on their own without any connection to any man caused disaster groups or any religion. The government had decided upon a severe tongue lashing as punishment until it was disclosed the person drove to the airport in an evil, tree killing, planet destroying SUV. The death penalty will now be sought.
Reports of the alleged bomber shouting out "Anyhoo Clarkbar" are unconfirmed.
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Time
This will probably be my last post until after Christmas. I will be heading to central Illinois on Monday and will not have access to a computer until I return. I am struck by the simplicity of my statement. I'll throw some clothes in a bag, jump in the car and drive the almost 400 miles home. That's it, clothes, car, drive and in a few hours I'm there. How different travel is now. The speed at which we travel is so much faster. I'll be driving 65 miles per hour at times yet Thoreau marveled at 30 miles per hour. My wife's mom and aunt were visiting this past week and we were joking about walking home. We calculated it would take 18 days walking 20 miles a day to get back. I'm not sure I could walk 20 miles much less 20 a day for 18 days! I remember seeing a sign once that stated everywhere is within walking distance if we had the time. But who has the time?
Before my dad was born, BC that's Before Carl, his mom and dad and two oldest siblings decided to go on a trip to visit family out in the country. Neither family had a phone in their homes so they had to communicate and coordinate through written word. That's right, letters, you know snail mail! A letter was sent, "Hay why don't you come out and visit?" Another letter sent back, "Sure when would be a good time?" Back and forth the letters would go, train schedules consulted, until all the plans were made. Today the planning would take five minutes on the cell phone while we were rushing to the mall or something. Back then it probably took a couple of weeks for the letters to be carried back and forth in the mail. The day finally arrives. The family walks to the rail station, bags in hand. They had a station in most towns back then. At that time most people still didn't own cars. In fact my dad's parents never owned one. So there they are at the station. They board the train. Ride till they got to the nearest town to the family they were visiting. There to meet them was a horse drown wagon waiting at the station at the appointed time. Loading up their baggage they were propelled down the road at a one or two horse power pace over the finial miles. Back then the trip would take all day. Now it would take an hour to drive. Why, no time at all.
Time. We have become time travelers. We communicate instantly all over the world. We travel faster than sound. Even when we are driving at a puny 65 miles per hour we are warping past our world. When we see an Amish family plodding along in their horse buggy we think of them only as a curiosity. What must they think of us rushing around so. Never taking time, always trying to make time, but never saving time.
Can you see the moon? Marching across the sky cycling through ever changing phases every 28 days the moon is a time piece we ignore. Heavenly time revels our place in the universe. Yet in many places we cannot see the stars. We squander our time by chasing time itself. Slow down! Stop! Be still! Watch time by the fall of a leaf, the colors of the seasons, the flight of Geese. Mark time with each breath. Count time with each beat of your heart.
Hold time until that day,
when all of time fades away.
"In the beginning" started it then,
with an "Amen" it will end.
Before my dad was born, BC that's Before Carl, his mom and dad and two oldest siblings decided to go on a trip to visit family out in the country. Neither family had a phone in their homes so they had to communicate and coordinate through written word. That's right, letters, you know snail mail! A letter was sent, "Hay why don't you come out and visit?" Another letter sent back, "Sure when would be a good time?" Back and forth the letters would go, train schedules consulted, until all the plans were made. Today the planning would take five minutes on the cell phone while we were rushing to the mall or something. Back then it probably took a couple of weeks for the letters to be carried back and forth in the mail. The day finally arrives. The family walks to the rail station, bags in hand. They had a station in most towns back then. At that time most people still didn't own cars. In fact my dad's parents never owned one. So there they are at the station. They board the train. Ride till they got to the nearest town to the family they were visiting. There to meet them was a horse drown wagon waiting at the station at the appointed time. Loading up their baggage they were propelled down the road at a one or two horse power pace over the finial miles. Back then the trip would take all day. Now it would take an hour to drive. Why, no time at all.
Time. We have become time travelers. We communicate instantly all over the world. We travel faster than sound. Even when we are driving at a puny 65 miles per hour we are warping past our world. When we see an Amish family plodding along in their horse buggy we think of them only as a curiosity. What must they think of us rushing around so. Never taking time, always trying to make time, but never saving time.
Can you see the moon? Marching across the sky cycling through ever changing phases every 28 days the moon is a time piece we ignore. Heavenly time revels our place in the universe. Yet in many places we cannot see the stars. We squander our time by chasing time itself. Slow down! Stop! Be still! Watch time by the fall of a leaf, the colors of the seasons, the flight of Geese. Mark time with each breath. Count time with each beat of your heart.
Hold time until that day,
when all of time fades away.
"In the beginning" started it then,
with an "Amen" it will end.
Friday, December 18, 2009
Hypocrites in Washington
Hypocrites, we all are to one degree or another. But I hate hypocrites who flout their hypocrisy. Case in point. The Global warming summit in Copenhagen, Denmark. Prince Charles flies in from one of his castles in a private jet and tells us all to pay up to end the global warming and help the poor third world countries. Get your check book out bub. You pay first and then we'll see. Then there are all the hypocrites from Washington. Nancy Polsi takes three planes to the summit with congressmen to put their two cents in. What about the President? He's over there and every time he travels it takes six planes to move him and his peps! Hillary Clinton is there too! Not only did she fly over separately but she pledged our tax money to contribute to a 100 billion dollar a year fund to help the underdeveloped countries deal with global warming. I don't know about you but I am tired of Clinton and Obama giving away mine and your money every time they go overseas. Most of that money ends up in petty dictators hands anyway. And Bangladesh said it wasn't enough! Their leader said the fund should be half a trillion a year! Arhhhhhhh!!!!
Our leaders in Washington are looking more and more like the Soviet leaders of the 50's and 60's. While their people stood in line for bread they went to their private stores and got caviar. While their people lived in drab and dreary apartment complexes they would drive to their single family homes called Dachas in their Russian limos. As the Soviets of yesteryear lived so the Washington elite live. They have large salaries, expense accounts, access to private jets, send their kids to private schools. The Washington elite are acting like they are our lords and we are their serfs! I honestly think I am in the Matrix and instead of providing power to the machines I have my money sucked out of me (by a hose inserted in a certain orifice) and sent to Washington. This money from all of us is then used to buy power and favors. To keep the Lords of Mordor in power.
To top it all off we have a growing number of people who are not elected having power over us. They are called Czars. Czar is a Russian word that is derived from the word Caesar meaning Emperor. These people are not approved by Congress. They're not elected. They're not beholden to anyone except the President! They look at any law on the books and pronounce rules and regulations enforcing said laws. These rules and regulations are then enforced by all the power the US Government can bring to bear.
This is all looking more and more like a George Orwell book. Read 1984 and see if you don't find direct parallels. Especially Newseak. Every bill Congress passes has a newspeak title. We don't have terrorist attacks we now have unplanned human events or some such crap. The administration won't call terrorists terrorists. I guess terrorists are just "Lost Boys" now. Read "Animal Farm" and see how that compares. Remember this quote "all animals are equal but some are more equal than others". That's not what America was founded on but it sure looks like Obama's AmeriKa.
Another good book to read is "The Black Arrow" by Vin Suprynowicz. Not to be confused with "The Black Arrow" by Robert Louis Stevenson. It takes place in the future but it is looking more and more like the present.
So all this leads to "Throw the Bums Out"! Our Bloodless Revolution of the ballot box must be used to change this debacle. I have voted in almost every election held since I turned 18 back in 1972. Join me on the next voting day. Call your Senator and Congressman. Call the President. Go to town hall meetings. Attend a tea party. I did.
Our leaders in Washington are looking more and more like the Soviet leaders of the 50's and 60's. While their people stood in line for bread they went to their private stores and got caviar. While their people lived in drab and dreary apartment complexes they would drive to their single family homes called Dachas in their Russian limos. As the Soviets of yesteryear lived so the Washington elite live. They have large salaries, expense accounts, access to private jets, send their kids to private schools. The Washington elite are acting like they are our lords and we are their serfs! I honestly think I am in the Matrix and instead of providing power to the machines I have my money sucked out of me (by a hose inserted in a certain orifice) and sent to Washington. This money from all of us is then used to buy power and favors. To keep the Lords of Mordor in power.
To top it all off we have a growing number of people who are not elected having power over us. They are called Czars. Czar is a Russian word that is derived from the word Caesar meaning Emperor. These people are not approved by Congress. They're not elected. They're not beholden to anyone except the President! They look at any law on the books and pronounce rules and regulations enforcing said laws. These rules and regulations are then enforced by all the power the US Government can bring to bear.
This is all looking more and more like a George Orwell book. Read 1984 and see if you don't find direct parallels. Especially Newseak. Every bill Congress passes has a newspeak title. We don't have terrorist attacks we now have unplanned human events or some such crap. The administration won't call terrorists terrorists. I guess terrorists are just "Lost Boys" now. Read "Animal Farm" and see how that compares. Remember this quote "all animals are equal but some are more equal than others". That's not what America was founded on but it sure looks like Obama's AmeriKa.
Another good book to read is "The Black Arrow" by Vin Suprynowicz. Not to be confused with "The Black Arrow" by Robert Louis Stevenson. It takes place in the future but it is looking more and more like the present.
So all this leads to "Throw the Bums Out"! Our Bloodless Revolution of the ballot box must be used to change this debacle. I have voted in almost every election held since I turned 18 back in 1972. Join me on the next voting day. Call your Senator and Congressman. Call the President. Go to town hall meetings. Attend a tea party. I did.
Political Correctness, is it bad in a war?
Political Correctness, is it bad in a war?
A week ago a story appeared of five young men, in their early twenties, who disappeared from the Washington DC area. Their families were frantic with worry. Then they got a phone call from the young men. They were fine. They were in Pakistan and they were trying to get training to infidels. After all it was every Muslim’s duty to kill infidels. This worried the families even more and they started looking through their sons stuff. They found correspondence, videos the men had made and indications they had been involved with a radical Mosque. Then the truly surprising part of the story. The families called the FBI. Turned in their own family members. The boys were arrested in Pakistan and the FBI are talking to them. The question now comes, if these young men were radicalized in a mosque in the DC area, why wasn’t the FBI already on it. Is this a case of political correctness? Are we afraid of Muslims so much that we are scared to offend them? The balance a government maintains regarding religious freedom in this country sometimes errors on the wrong side. Does this put us in more danger? I say offend away. I would rather have some religion offended than have these men walk into a crowded mall on Christmas Eve with C4 strapped to their chest. I don’t care what religion they are. I would say the same thing if they were radical Lutherans breaking into a spontaneous chorus of “A Mighty Fortress” right before they blew themselves up with their 95 sticks of dynamite. But I duress. Let us look at case #2.
A major in the US Army is a Muslim. Nothing wrong so far. But he then starts talking all radical. Even makes public statements at a conference with his fellow soldiers. Red flags should of shot straight up! His business cards even stated SOA, standing for Soldier of Allah. You know the rest of the story. Fourteen people died. Wait, you say thirteen? One was pregnant. Fourteen. Another example of PC gone wrong?
The diversity education we are receiving in our schools, work place and military is making us afraid to say anything. Or maybe we are just getting numb, dumb and complacent. But let’s go to case #3.
The date: December 7, 1941. The place: Pearl Harbor. The Japanese pounded the crap out of our Pacific Fleet. The largest loss of life attack on US soil until 9/11. A lot of things happened after that but one thing was for curtain. We got pissed off! Right or wrong the Japanese were rounded up and put into internment camps. Before you start objecting, the Japanese attacked us. They had a different culture then with a different view of death. They had a fanatical worship of their Emperor and a sense of honor that inclined them to do what he told them to do. All this made the untrustworthy. They had to prove themselves. An prove themselves they did. If I remember my history correctly the Japanese-American Army unit in WWII was the most decorated unit in the war. I believe they had more Medal of Honor winners than any unit too. Perhaps our treatment of them was not PC but many if not most Americans who lived through that time would disagree. Now case #4.
My father told me the story many times, and though I believed him just a few years ago he found a book that was written that corroborated his story. The story took place even before he was born and passed down through generations. During WWI, around 1917 or so, the Lead Belt in Missouri was busy place. For decades people from around the world would come to this area to work in the lead mines or at Iron Mountain. That’s right a mountain made of iron. Among the people living and working in the area were a large group of immigrants from Hungry. The locals called them “Hungees”. Well Americans were joining up to go to Europe to fight the Germans. In a local bar some Hungees were asked if they were going to join up to defend their new country. Their reply was “no, we are going to stay behind and take care of your women”. Well that didn’t set well with a bunch of Missouri Boys. To make a long story short, the Hungees were rounded up and put on box cars and shipped out of the area. The Army was called up to put down the rebellion and get the miners back digging lead. Was this PC? Probly not.
These four examples show the problem with political correctness. Can we as a nation at war afford not to look closely at what Muslims in this country are doing? Can we afford to not look into radical clerics and radical mosques? Should Muslims prove themselves like the Japanese did? In the end I don’t know. But I do know we sure seem to bending over backwards not to hurt their feelings and not getting much in return.
A week ago a story appeared of five young men, in their early twenties, who disappeared from the Washington DC area. Their families were frantic with worry. Then they got a phone call from the young men. They were fine. They were in Pakistan and they were trying to get training to infidels. After all it was every Muslim’s duty to kill infidels. This worried the families even more and they started looking through their sons stuff. They found correspondence, videos the men had made and indications they had been involved with a radical Mosque. Then the truly surprising part of the story. The families called the FBI. Turned in their own family members. The boys were arrested in Pakistan and the FBI are talking to them. The question now comes, if these young men were radicalized in a mosque in the DC area, why wasn’t the FBI already on it. Is this a case of political correctness? Are we afraid of Muslims so much that we are scared to offend them? The balance a government maintains regarding religious freedom in this country sometimes errors on the wrong side. Does this put us in more danger? I say offend away. I would rather have some religion offended than have these men walk into a crowded mall on Christmas Eve with C4 strapped to their chest. I don’t care what religion they are. I would say the same thing if they were radical Lutherans breaking into a spontaneous chorus of “A Mighty Fortress” right before they blew themselves up with their 95 sticks of dynamite. But I duress. Let us look at case #2.
A major in the US Army is a Muslim. Nothing wrong so far. But he then starts talking all radical. Even makes public statements at a conference with his fellow soldiers. Red flags should of shot straight up! His business cards even stated SOA, standing for Soldier of Allah. You know the rest of the story. Fourteen people died. Wait, you say thirteen? One was pregnant. Fourteen. Another example of PC gone wrong?
The diversity education we are receiving in our schools, work place and military is making us afraid to say anything. Or maybe we are just getting numb, dumb and complacent. But let’s go to case #3.
The date: December 7, 1941. The place: Pearl Harbor. The Japanese pounded the crap out of our Pacific Fleet. The largest loss of life attack on US soil until 9/11. A lot of things happened after that but one thing was for curtain. We got pissed off! Right or wrong the Japanese were rounded up and put into internment camps. Before you start objecting, the Japanese attacked us. They had a different culture then with a different view of death. They had a fanatical worship of their Emperor and a sense of honor that inclined them to do what he told them to do. All this made the untrustworthy. They had to prove themselves. An prove themselves they did. If I remember my history correctly the Japanese-American Army unit in WWII was the most decorated unit in the war. I believe they had more Medal of Honor winners than any unit too. Perhaps our treatment of them was not PC but many if not most Americans who lived through that time would disagree. Now case #4.
My father told me the story many times, and though I believed him just a few years ago he found a book that was written that corroborated his story. The story took place even before he was born and passed down through generations. During WWI, around 1917 or so, the Lead Belt in Missouri was busy place. For decades people from around the world would come to this area to work in the lead mines or at Iron Mountain. That’s right a mountain made of iron. Among the people living and working in the area were a large group of immigrants from Hungry. The locals called them “Hungees”. Well Americans were joining up to go to Europe to fight the Germans. In a local bar some Hungees were asked if they were going to join up to defend their new country. Their reply was “no, we are going to stay behind and take care of your women”. Well that didn’t set well with a bunch of Missouri Boys. To make a long story short, the Hungees were rounded up and put on box cars and shipped out of the area. The Army was called up to put down the rebellion and get the miners back digging lead. Was this PC? Probly not.
These four examples show the problem with political correctness. Can we as a nation at war afford not to look closely at what Muslims in this country are doing? Can we afford to not look into radical clerics and radical mosques? Should Muslims prove themselves like the Japanese did? In the end I don’t know. But I do know we sure seem to bending over backwards not to hurt their feelings and not getting much in return.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Congressional Standards
The congressional district I live in will not have an incumbent running in 2010. Congressman Roy Blunt will be trying to claim the Senate seat being vacated by the retiring "Kit" Bond. So I am looking for some congressional standards from the potential candidates. So taking my own advice from "If I were President" I am thinking what I would do as the congressman from this district and comparing it to the actual candidates.
"Good afternoon everyone. Thank you for coming. Ladies and gentlemen, our government was set up by our founders as a Representative Republic. The People do not vote on every issue, they elect Representatives to go to Washington DC to speak for them. For too long "We the People" have had to endure Representatives who say whatever they need to to get elected and do what ever they need to to stay in office. Once in office they too often toe the party line at the expense of their people back home. We the People need a Representative From the People. I therefore am announcing my candidacy for the 7th district of the United States Congress. As a candidate From the People I am not beholden to any party. As a candidate From the People I feel I can represent you because I am one of you. I have been laid off. I have had too many bills to pay. I have had to work three jobs to get by. I have had to deal with private medical issues in my family. But you don't know me. You don't know how I will vote. So here is my pledge to you.
If I am elected and If my performance allows me the privilege of being re-elected I will not serve more than three terms. How can anyone say they are representing the people if they are not living the same lives? How can someone insulate themselves from the rest of the country by staying in Washington twenty or thirty years living on the government dole and know how We the People live? There should be no such thing as a "career politician". Six years in Gomorrah is enough.
I will vote NO on any bill I and my office have not had time to read. Non of us would buy a house or a car without knowing what's in the contract. So why should your Representatives rush a vote that will effect over 300 million Americans. You deserve better from the person you send to Washington to represent your interests.
I will vote NO on any bill that will raise your taxes. With two exceptions. One, unexpected defense of the country. Two, a true national disaster, not some trumped up political disaster. The American People are burdened with too many taxes and fees. Our ability to live our lives is starting to be affected by governments hand in our wallets.
I will vote NO on any bill that increases government spending unless the bill also includes an equal decrease in another area of government. We cannot continue to grow government. We don't need czars. We don't need more regulations. Everything the government does to grow itself increases the money it needs to sustain that growth. We cannot afford it. We do not need it.
I will also vote YES. Yes on reducing and simplifying taxes. I propose a flat tax rate and no deductions. At the end of the year you get a post card. You made X amount of money, you pay X amount of taxes. The complexities of the tax code are partly because of lawyers playing games to put in loop holes. A flat tax means everyone pays their share. Non more or non less.
I will vote YES on reducing the rules and regulations burdening our business. How can politicians who have been in Washington for thirty years tell you how best to run your business?
I will vote YES for people. I want clean air, I breathe the same air as you. I want clean water, I drink the same water as you. I want to save the animals and the birds and the flowers and the bees. But people come first!
I am seeking to be your Representative in Washington. As such I am not going there to see how much we can get from the piggy bank. In order for Washington to give out money for pork projects it first has to take money from us, We the People. The blessings of the government purse comes from the end of a barrel. I will therefore guard your tax money as best I can and do my best to limit government waste.
The job of the government is to promote the public welfare, to keep us safe. If I am granted the privilege of being elected your Representative I will keep my pledges to you with me at all times tucked in my copy of the Constitution. Both of which I will consult before every vote I make. In keeping my pledges I may at times vote no on a bill you support. But I will represent you best I can. That also means I will represent you best by hearing from you. Your job as voters does not end after your ballot is cast. Your job is also to keep your Congressman grounded in the values and will of the district. Your job will be to hold my feet to the fire of my pledge here today.
In years gone by two men would meet, discuss and agree. To seal their agreement they would shake hands. That was all that was needed, their word was their bond. I offer you my hand today. I ask you to accept it by voting for me. Thank you."
"Good afternoon everyone. Thank you for coming. Ladies and gentlemen, our government was set up by our founders as a Representative Republic. The People do not vote on every issue, they elect Representatives to go to Washington DC to speak for them. For too long "We the People" have had to endure Representatives who say whatever they need to to get elected and do what ever they need to to stay in office. Once in office they too often toe the party line at the expense of their people back home. We the People need a Representative From the People. I therefore am announcing my candidacy for the 7th district of the United States Congress. As a candidate From the People I am not beholden to any party. As a candidate From the People I feel I can represent you because I am one of you. I have been laid off. I have had too many bills to pay. I have had to work three jobs to get by. I have had to deal with private medical issues in my family. But you don't know me. You don't know how I will vote. So here is my pledge to you.
If I am elected and If my performance allows me the privilege of being re-elected I will not serve more than three terms. How can anyone say they are representing the people if they are not living the same lives? How can someone insulate themselves from the rest of the country by staying in Washington twenty or thirty years living on the government dole and know how We the People live? There should be no such thing as a "career politician". Six years in Gomorrah is enough.
I will vote NO on any bill I and my office have not had time to read. Non of us would buy a house or a car without knowing what's in the contract. So why should your Representatives rush a vote that will effect over 300 million Americans. You deserve better from the person you send to Washington to represent your interests.
I will vote NO on any bill that will raise your taxes. With two exceptions. One, unexpected defense of the country. Two, a true national disaster, not some trumped up political disaster. The American People are burdened with too many taxes and fees. Our ability to live our lives is starting to be affected by governments hand in our wallets.
I will vote NO on any bill that increases government spending unless the bill also includes an equal decrease in another area of government. We cannot continue to grow government. We don't need czars. We don't need more regulations. Everything the government does to grow itself increases the money it needs to sustain that growth. We cannot afford it. We do not need it.
I will also vote YES. Yes on reducing and simplifying taxes. I propose a flat tax rate and no deductions. At the end of the year you get a post card. You made X amount of money, you pay X amount of taxes. The complexities of the tax code are partly because of lawyers playing games to put in loop holes. A flat tax means everyone pays their share. Non more or non less.
I will vote YES on reducing the rules and regulations burdening our business. How can politicians who have been in Washington for thirty years tell you how best to run your business?
I will vote YES for people. I want clean air, I breathe the same air as you. I want clean water, I drink the same water as you. I want to save the animals and the birds and the flowers and the bees. But people come first!
I am seeking to be your Representative in Washington. As such I am not going there to see how much we can get from the piggy bank. In order for Washington to give out money for pork projects it first has to take money from us, We the People. The blessings of the government purse comes from the end of a barrel. I will therefore guard your tax money as best I can and do my best to limit government waste.
The job of the government is to promote the public welfare, to keep us safe. If I am granted the privilege of being elected your Representative I will keep my pledges to you with me at all times tucked in my copy of the Constitution. Both of which I will consult before every vote I make. In keeping my pledges I may at times vote no on a bill you support. But I will represent you best I can. That also means I will represent you best by hearing from you. Your job as voters does not end after your ballot is cast. Your job is also to keep your Congressman grounded in the values and will of the district. Your job will be to hold my feet to the fire of my pledge here today.
In years gone by two men would meet, discuss and agree. To seal their agreement they would shake hands. That was all that was needed, their word was their bond. I offer you my hand today. I ask you to accept it by voting for me. Thank you."
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