de Tocqueville and Tyranny of the Majority

Now I have thought long and hard about this topic and how it applies to the America in which we live. Friends and I have debated this for years as de Tocqueville is one of the most forward thinking of men in history. I never thought of a scenario where it would apply to us. To me it was always about the stupidity of the American voter because I always thought of Congress as shysters and thieves. Fred Barnes looks at the topic from how de Tocqueville would see it. A novel idea and a very good article well worth the read. Usually Barnes is too liberal for me but this article is right on.

The Tyranny of the Majority Party

If Democrats insist on passing unpopular laws, they won't control Congress for long...By FRED BARNES

Alexis de Tocqueville never met Harry Reid. Had he encountered the Senate Democratic leader—or President Barack Obama or House Speaker Nancy Pelosi—de Tocqueville might have learned about a new twist on his concept of the "tyranny of the majority."

The Frenchman toured America in the 1830s and published his conclusions in the classic "Democracy in America." He noted the powerful impact of public opinion. "That is what forms the majority," he wrote. Congress merely "represents the majority and obeys it blindly" and so does the president. They are free to brush aside minority opinion, creating a threat de Tocqueville described as the "tyranny of the majority."

Democrats in Washington do have large majorities in Congress. But instead of reflecting popular opinion, they are pursuing wide-ranging initiatives in defiance of the views of the majority of Americans. This stands de Tocqueville's concept on its head.

The most striking example is health-care reform. It is intensely unpopular but was approved by the House in November and the Senate on Christmas Eve. Asked in a Rasmussen poll in mid-December if they'd prefer no bill to ObamaCare, 57% said they would. Only 34% said they'd rather ObamaCare be enacted.

Yet Democrats are forging ahead as if the public actually approves of their health-care reform. Why, when Republicans are preparing to hammer them on the issue in next year's elections, would they do that?

Democrats offer different explanations—besides their obsessive attachment to national health care—which suggests that they aren't quite sure of the political fallout.

After Senate Democrats locked up the 60th vote to assure Senate passage of ObamaCare, Mr. Obama sounded worry-free. Risk? What risk? The bill "is a major step forward for the American people," he said. The president didn't mention the public's disapproval as expressed in countless polls. Vice President Joe Biden, in an op-ed in the New York Times, didn't either.

David Axelrod, a senior adviser to the president, is more realistic. While acknowledging bad poll numbers, he suggested recently on ABC's "This Week" that enactment of sweeping health-care legislation will melt public misgivings. "The reality, I think, will trump poll numbers in the dead of winter as this debate is going on," Mr. Axelrod said.

Ms. Pelosi, too, is brimming with wishful thinking. "Now we will have the attention placed on the truly great things that are in the bill that we have in common," she declared recently. And Sen. Chuck Schumer (D., N.Y.) told Politico, "When people see what is in this bill and when people see what it does, they will come around."

Then there are the martyrs. Doing a reverse de Tocqueville, willingly endangering one's political career by voting for ObamaCare, hasn't fazed Democrat Michael Bennet, the appointed senator from Colorado. He was asked by CNN's John King whether he'd vote for ObamaCare "if every piece of evidence tells you, if you support that bill, you'll lose your job." Mr. Bennet said "yes."

Mr. Bennet isn't the only potential martyr. A Democratic strategist told Byron York of the Washington Examiner that Mrs. Pelosi "believes losing 20 or even 40 Democratic seats in the House would be an acceptable price for achieving a goal the party has pursued since Franklin Roosevelt." Now that Alabama Rep. Parker Griffith has bolted the Democratic Party, Republicans need 40 seats to capture control of the House.

With large congressional majorities, Democrats decided to forget about Mr. Obama's campaign theme of bipartisanship. They brook no compromise with Republicans and forge ahead on issue after issue—health care, cap and trade, Guantanamo, spending, the deficit—despite the public's mounting disapproval.

That arrogance shaped the economic stimulus passed in February. Republicans wanted tax cuts to spur investment and create jobs. Democrats rejected that idea and enacted a huge increase in spending. As unemployment continued to rise, public opinion turned against the stimulus. Nonetheless, House Democrats passed a new, smaller stimulus bill last week with the same emphasis on spending.

Large majorities create what de Tocqueville called a sense of "omnipotence." This leads to overreaching and spawns dubious ideas. Since Democrats believe they will benefit from passing any sort of health-care bill regardless of public opinion, they're committed to passing anything they can call a "historic" achievement. That makes little sense.

With history in mind, cutting procedural corners becomes acceptable. Thus Democrats have set arbitrary deadlines, scheduled post-midnight votes and put limits on debate, all in the name of achieving a breakthrough.

Not that such behavior is anomalous. To pass a Medicare prescription drug benefit in 2003, Republicans kept the House vote open for three hours to round up votes. Unlike ObamaCare, however, the drug benefit had popular support.

This is not the first time in recent memory when a sizable congressional majority, feeling self-sufficient, ignored popular opinion at its peril. In 1995, Republicans, led by newly installed House Speaker Newt Gingrich, shut down the federal government in their fight over spending with President Bill Clinton. The public sided with Mr. Clinton, and the clash spurred his re-election in 1996.

William Daley, who was Mr. Clinton's Commerce secretary and is the brother of Chicago Mayor Richard Daley, worries that Democrats are doing now what Republicans did then: provoking a public backlash. Democrats must "acknowledge that the agenda of the party's most liberal supporters has not won the support of a majority of Americans," he wrote last week in the Washington Post. "Either we plot a more moderate, centrist course or risk electoral disaster not just in the upcoming midterms but in many elections to come."

"I regard as impious and detestable the maxim that in matters of government the majority of a people has the right to do everything," de Tocqueville wrote roughly 175 years ago. But what about a congressional majority—which lacks a mandate from a majority of Americans—seeking to do everything? The Frenchman might have dubbed that the "tyranny of the minority."

Mr. Barnes is executive editor of the Weekly Standard and a commentator on Fox News Channel.

Commies vs. You and Me and God

How does communism come to rule free men? Simple. The "leaders" of the everyone is equal society kill all opposition to their power even if they fought together for the same cause. Then they like to oppress the people by making them dependent on said leaders. Depending on them for all things cars, gas, electricity, water, food, vodka, housing, amusements, news. They determine how many children married couples are allowed to have so as not to overextend their limited centrally planned food supply. But without the belief in God how does one get married in a totalitarians regime? Simple, there is no separation of church and state because the state is the church and their ideals are the religion. None of any of this would be possible without the total compliance of the Supreme Soviet/Congress of by and for the people and the national press corps Pravda/CBS,ABC,NBC,CNN. Of course we cannot forget when the absolute ruler begins to get paranoid the citizenry will have to endure purges of all classes of all those that are "enemies of the state." This means people will be tortured to gain confessions of actions against the state. This is not the simulated drowning of water boarding but real torture with pain and bleeding and electric shock of not only the transgressors but his/her whole family. Life has no value to those who do not believe in God.

Those of us in our thirties and those of you older than that remember the stories of Soviet Russia and the bread lines and the toilet paper lines no fresh fruit or vegetable days and empty stores. Now as a kid I did not understand how they could have shortages when I would get dragged through the local supermarket and the shelves would be packed. As I came to understand how a centrally planned communist economy works it made perfect sense. No plans for drought or too much rain or cold weather just do what you did last year lest the workers would have to put forth more effort and with all people being equal that cannot happen. Everything is provided by the government albeit shoddy and half-assed from alarm clocks to cars to food to health care. But when it is super cheap or free and all you have to do is get out of bed and breathe and you will be taken care of. The human spirit will crushed under the lack of necessity no hope without the ability to get ahead or improve your lot in life. Under the Commies you are merely a cog in their machine of ideals you do not live you exist.


John Lennon - Imagine

Imagine there's no heaven
It's easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today...

Imagine there's no countries
It isn't hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace...

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will be as one

Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world...

You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one

If this were true John communism would be the perfect way to live. As with all hippies John Lennon sought the ideal Utopia that truly is a dream and because these hippies came to this realization we must lose this American Utopia. Now some of my internet friend advocate punching hippies and I am all for this but I would like to expand the punching to all Obama supporters. People in Obama hats and t-shirts, with bumpers stickers on their cars need to be punched also. Communism was not and is not the answer, people are individuals not a collective being that toils for the good of the people. Choice keeps people free. Choice of car, food, spouse, family size and even health care. As Congress and the head Commie in charge take your choices away do not say you were surprised or caught off guard, you have no excuses America. July 4, 1776 has already passed you by, we are engaged in the second civil war right now not just to save the Union but the whole American way of life. When the new federal choice police come knocking on your door, don't come looking to me for help because you are part of the problem by being a stupid, servile, moron. Do not fret I will have a bullet waiting for you.

From The Are You F'n Serious File

Found this on AOL Daily Finance. These, "Save the planet" nutjobs are not helpful, they are a menace. What is milk going cost after these farmers install this bullshit? Do not give me the lefty, environmentalist wacko line of they will make money by giving power to the grid. These people need to be stopped in any and all schemes they try to pull on the American public. Thank God this writer is a reasonable human being and sees this as the farce that it is. These are dangerous times we are living we must be vigilant and not give these fuckers any shot at gaining a foothold for their ideas.

U.S. to Capture Cow Farts to Save the Planet
SARAH GILBERT

In the future, America will harness cow farts to curb pollution and power the grid. What? It sounds like a joke, but it's actually a real promise. By 2020, dairy industry emissions will be reduced by 25%, largely by persuading dairy farmers to capture methane gas, U.S. Agriculture Secretary Tom Vilsack announced at the Copenhagen climate change summit this week. Farmers will be able to buy anaerobic digesters that convert cow, errr, emissions into electricity.

You've heard the over-simplified message from vegetable-positive environmental groups: eating animal products is a big cause of global warming. Indeed, 7% of the greenhouse gas emissions produced from U.S. sources are from agriculture. The dairy industry is ripe for change, with only 2% of the farmers whose operations are suited for methane capture currently making use of it.

A Drop In the (Milk) Bucket

Just how bad a problem are dairy emissions? Well, it's a greatly increasing problem -- up 40% in the past decade. But compared, say, to the driving a car or even a tractor, dairy pollution is pretty insignificant. Of the 6.7% of overall U.S. greenhouse gas emissions in 2007 attributed to agriculture, 10.7% were from the methane of "manure management," mostly from pork and dairy farms.

According to the U.S. Environmental Protection Agency, the growth comes from a general trend in manure management to use liquid systems, which tends to produce greater methane emissions. "The increase in liquid systems is the combined result of a shift to larger facilities, and to facilities in the West and Southwest, all of which tend to use liquid systems," the EPA says.

Reducing dairy industry emissions by 25% over the next decade would reduce overall emissions by something less than one-quarter of 0.71%, or about one-tenth of 1%, in 10 years. That wouldn't do much as it would only get us back to what would be about 10% more greenhouse gas emissions from manure management than we generated in 2000.

Vilsack calls his agreement with the dairy industry a move that "will help us achieve the ambitious goal of drastically reducing greenhouse gas emissions while benefiting dairy farmers." He goes on to say that the harnessed emissions from one farm could power 200 homes.

Treating Symptoms, Not The Disease

I have many words for this reduction, but "drastic" is not one of them. I must leave aside the pie chart of U.S. greenhouse gas emissions that is now incinerated on my brain in which burning fossil fuels for electricity (coal) and transportation (cars) is responsible for 59.9% of 2007's total pollution.

But the moves being made to capture methane are neither an effective way to avert climate change nor a sensible way to address the problem of methane production. It's addressing the symptoms, not the disease.

Changing the way farms work would be a far more sensible manner to reduce methane production. In the bargain, this would eliminate the many other destructive side effects of the so-called liquid systems of manure management. At issue is not the poop itself, but the volume, concentration and makeup of the poop.

Over the past half-century, more animals have been forced onto smaller grazing areas. Cow food has been switched to corn and soy from the traditional range feed (grass, alfalfa, clover and the like). And meat cows have grown in size. All this has contributed to the precipitous rise in greenhouse gas emissions from dairy farms and pork and beef producers.

Worry About Farms, Not Cow Poop

The answer to this problem is simple, really, and is there between the lines in the reports from the USDA over the years. One, from 1995, promises to reduce greenhouse emissions by 50% by 2000. That didn't happen, obviously.

But if animals are getting bigger, farms are more concentrated and specialized and the nutrient content of the manure is changing, well, by Jove, farms should become smaller. They should also become more diverse and adopt a wider variety of species of animals that grow more slowly and end up smaller.

Turning dairy cow poop into electricity -- and the pitifully small greenhouse gas reductions that result -- may make a nice (also funny) headline. But it's a cartoon-character Band-Aid approach to the festering, infected wound beneath. Vilsack should stay focused on his patient's long-term health; not this week's media appearance.

The President Is No B+

Written by Karl Rove in today's Wall Street Journal. This man is the best writer in America. One of the few people I would vote for without reservation, fortunately he is too smart to run for office. Unashamedly conservative and he knows right from wrong and good policy from bad. Awesome piece read the whole thing.

The President Is No B+

In fact, he's got the worst ratings of any president at the end of his first year.

By KARL ROVE

Barack Obama has won a place in history with the worst ratings of any president at the end of his first year: 49% approve and 46% disapprove of his job performance in the latest USA Today/Gallup Poll.

There are many factors that explain it, including weakness abroad, an unprecedented spending binge at home, and making a perfectly awful health-care plan his signature domestic initiative. But something else is happening.

Mr. Obama has not governed as the centrist, deficit-fighting, bipartisan consensus builder he promised to be. And his promise to embody a new kind of politics—free of finger-pointing, pettiness and spin—was a mirage. He has cheapened his office with needless attacks on his predecessor.

Consider Mr. Obama's comment in his interview this past Sunday on CBS's "60 Minutes" that the Bush administration made a mistake in speaking in "a triumphant sense about war."

This was a slap at every president who rallied the nation in dark moments, including Franklin D. Roosevelt ("With confidence in our armed forces, with the unbounding determination of our people, we will gain the inevitable triumph"); Woodrow Wilson ("Right is more precious than peace and we shall fight for the things which we have always carried nearest our hearts"); and John F. Kennedy ("Any hostile move anywhere in the world against the safety and freedom of peoples to whom we are committed . . . will be met by whatever action is needed").

This kind of attack gives Mr. Obama's words a slippery quality. For example, he voted for the bank rescue plan in September 2008 and praised it during the campaign. Yet on Dec. 8 at the Brookings Institution, Mr. Obama called it "flawed" and blamed "the last administration" for launching it "hastily."

Really? Bush Treasury Secretary Hank Paulson, Federal Reserve Chairman Ben Bernanke and New York Fed President Timothy Geithner designed it. If it was "flawed," why did Mr. Obama later nominate Mr. Bernanke to a second term as Fed chairman and make Mr. Geithner his Treasury secretary?

Mr. Obama also claimed at Brookings that he prevented "a second Great Depression" by confronting the financial crisis "largely without the help" of Republicans. Yet his own Treasury secretary suggests otherwise. In a Dec. 9 letter, Mr. Geithner admitted that since taking office, the Obama administration had "committed about $7 billion to banks, much of which went to small institutions." That compares to $240 billion the Bush administration lent banks. Does Mr. Obama really believe his additional $7 billion forestalled "the potential collapse of our financial system"?

Mr. Obama continued distorting the record in his "60 Minutes" interview Sunday when he blamed bankers for the financial crisis. They "caused the problem," he insisted before complaining, "I haven't seen a lot of shame on their part" and pledging to put "a regulatory system in place that prevents them from putting us in this kind of pickle again."

But as a freshman senator, Mr. Obama supported a threatened 2005 filibuster of a bill regulating Fannie Mae and Freddie Mac. He doesn't show "a lot of shame" that he and other Fannie and Freddie defenders blocked "a regulatory system" that might have kept America from getting in such a bad pickle in the first place.

The president's rhetorical tricks don't end there. Mr. Obama also claimed his $787 billion stimulus package "helped us [stem] the panic and get the economy growing again." But 1.5 million more people are unemployed than he said there would be if nothing were done.

And as of yesterday, only $244 billion of the stimulus had been spent. Why was $787 billion needed when less than a third of that figure supposedly got the job done?

Mr. Obama also alleged on "60 Minutes" that health-care reform "will actually bring down the deficit" (which people clearly know it will not). He said his reform reduces "costs and premiums for American families and businesses" (though they will be higher than they would otherwise be). And he claimed 30 million more people will get coverage through "an exchange that allows individuals and small businesses" to purchase insurance (though 15 million of them are covered by being dumped into Medicaid and don't get private insurance).

Mr. Obama may actually believe it when he says, "I think that's a pretty darned good outcome" and congratulates himself that he could succeed where "seven presidents have tried . . . [and] seven presidents have failed."

But voters seem to have a different definition of success. And they are tiring of the president's blame shifting and distortions.

Mr. Obama may believe, as he told Oprah Winfrey in a recent interview, that he deserves a "solid B+" for his first year in office, but the American people beg to differ. A presidency that started with so much promise is receiving unprecedentedly low grades from the country that elected him. He's earned them.

Mr. Rove, the former senior adviser and deputy chief of staff to President George W. Bush, is the author of the forthcoming book "Courage and Consequence" (Threshold Editions).

Scumbag Fakers Piss Me Off

This is why con artists should be given the death penalty. If they were dead they could not procreate, teach others their heinous craft or hurt any innocent victim. These people are self-indulgent, loser, predators plain and simple. They cannot make a real life for themselves so they create a persona and a profile to fool the public. Hey assholes, that is what Second Life or World of Warcraft are for. Thank God someone had the brains to realize they were full of shit and contact the proper authorities. These people should be treated harshly a slow tortured death would be my call. I volunteer to be the Punisher-in-Chief for these scumbags. I found this on AOL if you can believe that.


Military Impostors Are Neither Few Nor Proud
Richard C. Paddock
San Francisco Correspondent

(Dec. 14) -- Steven Douglas Burton wore the Marine Corps uniform proudly. He had rows of medals, including a prestigious Navy Cross, a Purple Heart and a Bronze Star.

He posted a photo of himself in uniform and blogged about serving one tour of duty in Afghanistan and four in Iraq. He was at the Battle of Fallujah, he said, and praised the doctors who "patched us up."

But Burton wasn't a hero. He was a fraud who purchased medals online.

A scam that began two years ago when Burton wore a Marine Corps uniform as a Halloween party costume ended Monday with a guilty plea in federal court in Riverside, Calif.

Burton, a 39-year-old bank employee from Palm Springs, was unmasked after he wore the uniform of a Marine lieutenant colonel to his 20-year high school reunion. A classmate who was a Navy commander became suspicious of his story, got him to pose for a photo and handed it over to the FBI.

Burton pleaded guilty to a single count of the unauthorized wearing of a military medal. He faces up to a year in prison and a $100,000 fine for violating the Stolen Valor Act, which prohibits wearing an unearned medal or falsely claiming to have earned one.

"The defendant was wearing some of the highest military honors given in this country for valor," said Assistant U.S. Attorney Joseph Akrotirianakis, who prosecuted the case. "He never served in the military."

Burton is one of five men -- and the second in two weeks -- successfully prosecuted in California since the 2006 law toughened penalties against fraudulent claims of heroism. That is the largest number of phony heroes prosecuted in any state, said independent watchdog Doug Sterner, who operates the Home of Heroes Web site in Pueblo, Colo.

Sterner and others who track impostors say there are thousands more like Burton who falsely claim military honors or lie about their supposed wartime bravery but have never been prosecuted.

Mary Schantag, co-founder and researcher for the POW Network, said her group's Web site lists 3,500 "phonies and wannabes" who claim to be former prisoners of war, medal recipients, members of elite forces or heroic combat veterans. She said she receives new allegations daily.

"This is an epidemic," said Schantag, who is based in Skidmore, Mo. "It's almost a mass identity theft of people who earned their status as heroes."

Some, like Burton, are apparently motivated to make false claims by a desire to pump up their self-esteem. But more often, a false claim of bravery is part of a con to steal money, get a better job, illegally claim veteran's benefits or entice a woman into a romantic relationship.

"It pretty much boils down to ego, women or money," Schantag said.

Many impostors get away with their claims for years because the military does not keep a list of most medal recipients. Sterner, who pushed for adoption of the Stolen Valor Act, is now campaigning for legislation that would require the Pentagon to maintain a list of all the men and women it has honored.

"How many people do you see out there claiming they won an Academy Award and didn't?" he asked. "None, since there is a list of Academy Award recipients. How many phonies are claiming Silver Stars? They are all over the country because there is no list of Silver Star recipients."

Sterner has compiled his own list of more than 26,000 medal winners and posted it on the Hall of Valor Web site, sponsored by the Military Times. Members of the public can search the database to verify the names of true medal winners. Earlier this month, AMVETS launched ReportStolenValor.org, where people can report suspected impostors.

Burton began attracting attention in February 2008, when he wrote to a veterans' Web site and sent a photo of himself in uniform taken on Coronado Island, near San Diego.

The letter discussed his supposed wartime experiences and a moving encounter with ex-Marines on Coronado. He signed the letter, "MGySgt Burton, 1st Division, USMC," indicating his rank as master gunnery sergeant.

Some vets who saw his post questioned his terminology and the abbreviation. When asked in an e-mail why his name did not turn up on a list of Navy Cross winners, he replied that Burton was his first name and that he does not provide his full name online.

The exchange prompted Schantag to post Burton's photo and letter on her site of "phonies and wannabes." She also posted Burton's e-mail reply, which says, "If people are hunting around for information on me or trying to match my name to medals I'm wearing, they are not looking in the right place."

Even though he knew he was under suspicion, Burton wore the lieutenant colonel's uniform to his October 2008 reunion. Classmates at Alhambra High School in Martinez remember him as an unlikely candidate to become a highly decorated Marine. His regalia aroused the suspicion of Navy Cmdr. Colleen Salonga, who obtained Burton's photo by asking if they could pose together.

Burton was arrested a year later on Veterans Day and initially pleaded not guilty. But on Dec. 3, he signed a plea agreement admitting in detail to the crime.

He chose the Marine Corps uniform because he liked it best of all the services, the plea agreement said. He purchased uniforms and equipment online and at military stores, acquiring at least 15 medals. His attorney, Michael DeFrank, did not return phone calls from Sphere.

"Defendant wore the USMC uniform to the reunion because he wanted to impress his high school classmates," the plea agreement says.

Last week, another high-profile impostor pleaded guilty in Sacramento. Kenneth Jerome Nelson, the unofficial caretaker of the California Vietnam Veterans Memorial in Sacramento, had become something of a local celebrity. His accounts of his bravery during the war had been featured in newspaper and television stories.

Nelson, 60, said he was a Marine in Vietnam and was wounded three times, once while carrying an injured buddy on his back for 26 miles. He sometimes wore a Silver Star and said he had received three Purple Hearts.

In fact, Nelson never served in combat in Vietnam or anywhere else.

Last week -- on Pearl Harbor Day -- he pleaded guilty in federal court to wearing a Silver Star he did not earn. As part of the plea agreement, Nelson surrendered his medals.

Despite the successful prosecutions in California, Sterner and Schantag say authorities often don't take phony heroes as seriously as they should.

"In the vast majority of these cases, there is additional fraud going on," Sterner said.

Women are particular targets, and dating Web sites are a common place to encounter phony heroes, Schantag said. Some women who were tricked have lost their homes, contracted AIDS or gotten pregnant and then been abandoned.

"It's not a victimless crime," she said. "They are looking for women with money, secure jobs or inheritances. Prosecution isn't fast enough sometimes to prevent further victims. We hear from woman after woman after woman, and nothing is being done."

Schantag also said that punishment is often too light. Worst of all, she said, is ordering an impostor to perform community service for a veterans' organization.

"Don't put them with the real heroes, where they can learn more stories," she said. "Have them dig graves in Arlington National Cemetery."

Army-Navy Game and Leadership

Look at last year's post for feelings and what what this game means. This year I am going to talk about things that stood out about this game. First, of course, was the absent Commander-in-Chief but this can only be expected after winning the Nobel peace for prize for 1. being a jerk off liberal and 2. not being George Bush. He had something to do that pertained to himself and had nothing to do with this country. These types of things are only to be expected with this guy which exemplifies what a sad state this country's leadership is in. It would have looked bad for him to be at Army-Navy to his liberal peacenik asshole hippie friends. Now this leadership void is usually filled with those that participate in this game. Our future leaders is how I heard them referred to on the CBS telecast. I disagree, they are present leaders they volunteered in time of war to serve, that is leadership. I saw a ton of that quality in this game; I mean how about the freshman QB from Army, a plebe running the offense that kid is a leader and is going to be a great one just from the experience. Class and age mean everything at these institutions. Also the Army linebacker who moved from outside to inside, when the starter was injured in a previous game, he was way undersized but had fifteen tackles and called the defense and the presnap adjustments. I watched kids from both academies run to the football and hit with good form and fight through pain. I saw running backs that ran hard without regard for themselves refusing to go down without a fight.

I also saw some late hits and extra curricular shots in one form or another but that is to be expected in any rivalry game. I saw way too much "hey look at me celebration" shit, this was not an LSU or "U" game. But the biggest disappointment had to be in the Navy quarterback. I believe this kid is way too self centered to be a great leader. Why are you picking on this kid that volunteered to serve his country? Whoa, chill, I am not the one who put this kid on TV and let him tell his story to the world. He signed a team signed football helmet 5 times that was then presented to Obama, why five times so Obama would remember his name. Maybe you should have impressed him with the content of your character instead of the number of times you could write your name use something with some substance. Son Obama only cares about Obama. He wants to be a politician. Son politician is NOT a career it is a service you serve and move on but liberals do not think this way and look for the easy way out. The reason he went to the Naval Academy is he wanted to go to the dentist, he wanted free health care. Son are you serious, nothing about your character is positive. 1. Hero worship of someone who has done nothing and who hates the military and the country. 2. Want a cushy political job. 3. Part of the I,I,I Me,Me,Me culture that wants everything for nothing. It breaks my heart to write this piece but it needed to be done. I am all for those who serve to get free health care for life, as I have stated here many times, but going in with the attitude that it is owed regardless of service or not is a bad, selfish idea. It is the farthest thing from leadership there is just look at the president.

Just So You Do Not Forget

From Major Pain at Onemarinesview.com. Unbelievable post. Unbelievable enthusiasm. Unbelievable leader. Remarkable man. Thank God for the U.S. Marines. I still today hear them referred to as brain-washed killers. But that is just ignorant speak from people who have never spoken to a Marine or read what they have written. These are men, warriors with humanity these men love more than you or I could ever, in many lifetimes, hope too. They love life and realize how easily it can be taken away. They see how important freedom is so much so they are willing to put themselves in harm's way. So this Hanukkah and Christmas season let them know how appreciated they are. How necessary they are and how important the job that they are doing is. Be safe and be well Marines, may God bless you and as always thank you.

December 03, 2009

You heard what?

I was able to get my weekly shower today, if I needed it or not. Your Marines continue to take the fight to the enemy and keep them off balance. Thanksgiving has come and gone and we all have a lot to be thankful for as young studs keep the bad guys away from innocent civilians throughout the area.
Your warriors are hooking and jabbing with bad guys that believe they can scare off your fighting Marines. ….well, they have another thing coming! Patrols are relentless, the weather is getting colder and morale is high. If I have to hear another news article about how your warriors morale is bad I’m gonna puke. Apparently they aren’t talking to warriors here in country because your Marines work their butts off daily and then go out for more. Thousands of miles away from home, equipped with the best gear possible on the planet, they march directly into the bad guys and make them have a very bad day. So if you happen to read some tree-hugging report about this and that and boo hoo they don’t have this or that, its BS….and most importantly, the ones doing the fighting, are feeding off of it.

The dirt is everywhere, showers are over rated and sleep is a crutch. Having a bad day? Just think of the 20 yr old out doing America’s great work over here, day after day and kicking butt! Yer day just got a whole lot better huh? Before you jump on the finger pointing parade, write one of these warriors and get it firsthand….otherwise keep quoting some reporter who is stating his opinion about morale vise facts.

Time for another cigar--Semper

Pearl Harbor, 7 Dec. 1941

A day that shall live in infamy. People today do not remember, most Americans do not care they only care about getting free health care and other government handouts. Those in charge could give a shit less about what happened that fateful morning on that tiny island so far away. They are just looking to get their hands on our money by any means necesary; Cap & Trade or VAT Tax or repealing the Bush tax cuts. Those that survived that horrific ordeal and then survived the war went on to build a better America and in that they built a better world for all of us. Thank you to all the brave souls who were there who fought back and then fought on. There are some of us here who are grateful for your strength and we will learn from it and use it.

Attack on Pearl Harbor as seen from high on Battleship Pennsylvania's Mainmast

The huge red ball blossoming under the plane's wing filled the porthole on U.S.S. Pennsylvania, as the fighter banked and climbed for altitude. The plane had just completed a strafing run on Ford Island, located in the middle of Pearl Harbor. I didn't need for anyone to remind me that it was an unfriendly, because I recognized it as a Jap Zero.

As the striker for Corporal Thomas N. Barron, Marine Detachment Clerk, I usually caught Sunday morning duty for turning in the detachment's daily report to the ship's office prior to 0800. I had just dropped it off and stopped for a bull session with a deck division friend when the sound of explosions reverberated through the ship. We laughed at a nearby sailor's remark, "That's just like the Army to wait until Sunday to hold gunnery practice." But we rushed to a porthole when another sailor yelled, "The Japs are attacking!"

The pace had been leisurely on the ships in Pearl Harbor, the 7th of December, 1941, because Sunday was the day for rest and relaxation after the usual weekly few days at sea where the crews practiced day and night for war. Some men were still ashore; some of those aboard were still feeling the effects of a night out in Honolulu; and others were writing letters, pressing uniforms, shining shoes, straightening wall-locker gear, or rapping in bull sessions. With the surprise and suddenness of the attack some would die with a shoe still in hand, or with thoughts of how to word the next sentence in a letter, or with mouths open as they began the next sea story -their war had ended before it had officially begun!

I turned from the porthole and raced aft, heading for my battlestation high on the mainmast-I was the pointer on the director controlling the port 5-inch .51-caliber broadside guns. As I dodged others racing to their stations, the expressions on faces registered shocked disbelief, anger and determination, and some had fear stamped indelibly into their paled and drawn features. The mouths of others spewed curses as they damned the Japs in almost a scream.

Though Marines usually didn't take their rifles to shipboard battlestations I instinctively thought of my "best friend." As I sped through the Marine Compartment, I noticed Sgt. Bud Tinker standing near the weapons locker and I slowed to ask whether I could get my rifle. He didn't have a key so I resumed my sprint aft.

I had to climb a ladder up the outside of the most starboard leg of the mainmast's tripod to get to my battlestation. Countless times up and down it in practice had given me the agility and confidence of a monkey. As I sped upward, I rammed my head against the ass of a sailor climbing above me, just below the searchlight platform. I fumed while the clumsy overweight man dragged his bulky body, at what seemed like a snail's pace, the rest of the way to the platform. He spun to face me, "What the hell's the idea of running into me?" he demanded.

"Get your fat ass out of my way!" I retorted. He didn't make a comeback but stepped aside, and I resumed my trip.

After reaching my station, I helped the men already there lower the storm windows into recesses. I uncovered the gun director, donned a soundpower phone headset, and made checks with the captains of the five-port side broadside guns. The 5-inch .51-caliber guns were not designed for use against aircraft so the director and gun crews could do nothing but watch harbor activities. So 2dLt. Leyton M. Rogers, the Marine officer commanding the director station, ordered all phones secured except for one to the ship's gunnery control.

As a 19-year old, I didn't want to miss anything and my eyes darted about the harbor trying to keep tabs on every Jap plane, every bomb and torpedo, and every ship. My attention switched back and forth from Ford Island to Battleship Row, and to Helena and Oglala berthed in the Pennsylvania's regular 10-10 Dock berth, with Oglala outboard of Helena. Pennsy, as Flagship of the Pacific Fleet, usually enjoyed the choice berth because Admiral Husband E. Kimmel wasn't about to ride his barge across channel whenever he wanted to board or debark from his flagship. But now Pennsylvania was in Number-1 Drydock with screws off, just forward of her usual 10-10 berth. Battleship Row was across the channel and I had an unobstructed and relatively closeup view of it by looking across Pennsylvania's starboard quarter.

I didn't think of the dangers caused by strafing Jap planes, or of low-level American small-caliber fire, or of a 5" AA gun's projectile hitting the mast when it was fired at low-flying planes. I was so engrossed in watching events across the channel that I didn't notice when three planes strafed Pennsylvania's port side at about 0805.

The gun director crews were supposed to huddle between the tripod's legs running up through the station during strafing attacks but I leaned out a window for a better view of low-flying planes or flights passing over at higher altitude. Twice, Lieutenant Rogers grasped my belt and pulled me inboard. Even though he reminded me to stay between the legs, I would become engrossed in following the action and ease back to an opening.

With the ship shuddering from the constant concussions caused by the firing of her 5" and 3" guns, and the explosions of bombs and torpedoes in the harbor, I didn't consciously feel, hear, or see the gigantic explosion that demolished Arizona. Only minutes after the attack had begun, the dreadnought turned into a mass of twisted, torn and fire-scorched steel.

I didn't pay much attention to activities around California, or the tanker Neosho directly across the harbor, or Ford Island. My concentration focused on Oklahoma and West Virginia as torpedoes ripped again and again into their bowels.

Oklahoma's masts appeared to be moving closer and I realized she was listing heavily to port. Then I watched in awe as she continued turning-so fast her masts splashed the water-until her keel was exposed to the dimmed light of a smoke-shielded sun. When she rolled I could see men spilling off her decks into the water to port and others frantically scrambling over her hull to starboard.

I was in a quandary as I debated with myself whether I should salute. To me the ship was dying in shame and I didn't feel she rated a salute, but I wanted to pay respects to the many men who were dying with her. By the time I'd firmed my decision, she had capsized so I snapped a quick, but reverent, salute.

As Oklahoma rolled, a float-equipped scout plane slid off the aft-turret catapult and floated into the burning oil at the channel side of the ship. My attention switched to West Virginia and other activities so I didn't watch the plane's final fate but it must have burned and sank.

I watched while torpedo planes continued attacking West Virginia. In what seemed only a matter of seconds after a plane dropped a torpedo, a plume of water spouted at the outboard side of the ship ... she appeared to rise, shudder, and then settle back even lower in the water than she had been before as the explosions tore out her bowels.

How could anything possibly penetrate a battleship's thick armor I had wondered ... that it could be done was being demonstrated to me in a most dramatic and definite way!

The Jap planes were below my height when they dropped low to lay their deadly cargoes into the water, as they made torpedo runs on Helena and Oglala. I could see the cockpit instruments and the expressions on the pilots' faces. The white of their teeth flashed as they grimaced with concentration or grinned in exultation at the success of their missions. Then as the planes banked and climbed for altitude, I was almost eyeball-to-eyeball with the rear gunners as they looked down their gun sights and sprayed deadly bullets over the topsides of the ships. How I wished for my rifle!

My eyes focused on a plane struggling to gain altitude after attacking Ford Island. Flames and smoke streamed out behind it. Then it slipped off to the left and glided to a crash on or near the Navy yard hospital grounds- it was the only plane I saw shot down during the attack!

A flight of five planes flew over Pennsylvania at high altitude and the ship's AA guns concentrated on them. I fumed with frustration as I saw the shells bursting below the planes or, judging from the volume of fire, not even exploding. The planes continued serenely on their way and disappeared unscathed over the billowing smoke hovering above the harbor. The sight of them added to the frustration of watching torpedo and bomber planes dropping their instruments of destruction, then escaping apparently undamaged into the billowing smoke.

Approximately 30-minutes after the attack began, orders were passed for the director crew to clear the mainmast and go below. I dropped down the tripod leg ladder, grasping the handrails loosely and tightening my grip occasionally to control my speedy descent ... my feet were catching every third or fourth rung! I ran to the boat deck and joined a line of sailors and Marines passing ammunition to a 5" .25-caliber AA gun-I felt better now that I was helping to fight Japs.

As I cradled each projectile against my chest, I prayed that it would knock an enemy plane from the air. Odd thoughts can enter one's mind at unexpected moments: grease from the ammo was smearing my white skivvy shirt and I directed extra curses at the Japs for that!

So many men were lending a hand on the boat deck that they were getting in each other's way. It also exposed more than necessary to strafing planes so all Marines were ordered below. But I didn't want to sit in the Marine Compartment with nothing to do, unable to keep tabs on harbor activity, so I went to Number-7 Casemate. It and -9 were starboard side and the 5" broadside guns in them were manned by Marines, as were Number-8 and -10 on the port side. Again, I had nothing to do but observe-and talk.

Sgt. R. L. Taylor and I were standing in the center of the casemate talking when a Marine sitting in the gun's pointer seat yelled, exultantly, "A battleship is going out!"

I rushed to the casemate opening and saw Nevada emerging almost like a ghost from the thick smoke ... slowing making her way by Battleship Row and heading toward the harbor's entrance.

A swarm of Japanese planes darted through the air above her and bombs were exploding in the water alongside and on her decks. When one exploded in the water just off her starboard bow and near a sailor coiling rope on the fo'c'sle, he dropped the rope and streaked aft. It appeared that his upper body was lagging behind his churning legs, because he ran leaning back and the back of his head appeared to be almost between his shoulder blades. I sensed his desperation and empathized with him but in other circumstances it would have been hilarious!

His timing was poor, however, because when he reached about amidships on the port side, a bomb hit Nevada in that area. Debris spurted high into the air, including a cotton bunk mattress. I envisioned a genie sitting on a Persian rug as the mattress soared high above the ship and then fluttered and yawed as it dropped to the water. I've always wondered whether the sailor was wounded or killed by that bomb.

I felt pride as I watched the gallant old battlewagon slowly, determinedly, and majestically, fighting her way through rising geysers of water, shrugging off multiple bomb hits, with her guns defiantly spitting flames and projectiles at the darting planes swarming like bees above her while striving desperately to stop her. The old ship fighting her way down harbor was the most inspiring sight I saw during the entire war!

I wouldn't learn of Nevada's fate until later, because Pennsylvania's PA system blared: "A strafing attack is coming. Take cover!"

Sergeant Taylor yelled, "Get inboard!" And I ducked into the passageway connecting the two casemates. He joined me by the guns' ammunition hoist and we resumed our conversation.

Then I was fighting for consciousness and it was like trying to climb out of an inky-black abyss. During those moments that I was aware of my surroundings the pile of men on the deck of Number-7 casemate felt like a nest of squirming worms as they struggled to untangle. As I'd gain consciousness for a moment, I could feel the crushing weight from above and the warmth and softness of wriggling bodies beneath me. Suddenly, the weight was gone and I felt someone tugging at the back of my skivvy shirt, pulling me off the pile. He helped me to stand.

At 0906, a bomb had penetrated the deck of the boat deck and had apparently hit the base of the broadside gun in Number-9 Casemate before rolling over on the deck and exploding. The blast had funneled through the connecting passageway hurling men like projectiles against the wall- lockers attached to the forward bulkhead of Number-7.

I glanced toward the casemate opening and saw Sergeant Taylor standing nearby. His face was blackened but he acted uninjured, even though he had been between me and the exploding bomb. "Sickbay! Main deck forward!" he yelled. Feeling woozy and rudderless, I grasped the back of a Marine's skivvy shirt and followed him down the ladder to the Marine Compartment located below the casemates.

After stumbling over a stretcher in the compartment and learning that the man in it, PFC Nelson R. Holman, had a broken leg, my next awareness was of standing just inside the sickbay. My eyes roved over it ... taking in the sparkling white bulkheads, the white bunk coverings and the compartment's clean-as-a-new-pin look. Even the terra-cotta color battleship linoleum covering the deck looked immaculate to me ... except for a huge pool of blood on the deck by the bunk nearest the entrance. But there wasn't any blood on the bunk! Later, someone told me that a close buddy had lain there and his life had flowed out with that pool of red. Shrapnel had taken a huge chunk out of his back and nothing could be done to save him.

I didn't see a single man ... dead or alive. The sickbay was completely empty! It was quiet, peaceful, and a haven from the carnage I had witnessed topside. But I felt deserted because those who could tend to my needs had disappeared. In doubt as to what to do and unable to make a rational decision, I ambled aft to a compartment where mess tables had been setup for morning chow. Dishes, food, tables, and silverware were helter-skelter on the deck. A sailor was standing in the compartment and I asked him if he knew where sickbay had been moved. He didn't know. Another sailor entered the compartment and the sailor with me asked him. He informed us that it had been moved to second deck and forward by Number-1 turret's barbette.

I made my way to it and saw many wounded men laying in bunks lining the passageways and sitting or laying on the deck. I felt very weak and eased myself to the deck and leaned back against the barbette. I didn't see any doctors but several corpsmen were busily attending to wounded men.

After leaning against the barbette for several minutes with my eyes closed, I sensed the approach of a corpsman and opened them. He squatted beside me and inquired about my injuries, then asked, "Can you stand up?"

I didn't realize that my khaki pants were blood soaked. After I pushed myself to my feet, he didn't wait for me to drop my pants but began slitting up the left leg with a scalpel. The higher he slit while searching for the source of the blood, the more worried I became that the worst had happened and vowed: "If they got my nuts, I'll kill everyone of the little bastards!" Fortunately, the shrapnel wound was in my upper thigh, just below the buttock. He hastily bandaged it and moved on to another man.

Remembering a few empty bunks, tiered three high, when I entered the temporary sickbay I headed for a clean-looking center bunk. A young sailor manning a soundpower phone nearby remarked in a reproving tone of voice, "I put clean coverings on just this morning. You'll get them bloody." I stared at him with a "Tough! You just try to keep me out of it" look. As I eased into the bunk he didn't make any more remarks.

A doctor dressed in civilian clothes entered the sickbay, quite some time later, and began checking wounded men. He worked his way around the barbette and upon reaching my bunk, questioned, "Marine, what happened to you?"

"Shrapnel in the leg and a knock on the head, sir," I replied.

He checked the corpsman's bandaging job. Then, without checking my head or asking how I felt, he said, "You can return to your station."

I crawled out of the bunk and started around the barbette. But, after a few steps, I felt vomit beginning to rise and dashed for a tin mop bucket setting nearby on the deck. After I had finished, the doctor ordered me back into the bunk. As I didn't feel up to going any place under my own power, I crawled back into it.

A short time later, sailors dashed into the compartment and grabbed all of the fire extinguishers. Their actions caused PFC Tommie J. Dale, in a bunk across the passageway, and I to worry that Pennsylvania was afire. We began discussing the best and fastest way to abandon ship.

Two destroyers, Cassin and Downes, were in the drydock with Pennsylvania. They were beam-to-beam forward of the battleship. Private First Class Dale and I didn't know that the destroyers had been hit by bombs and were burning. The heat from their fires was bubbling the paint inside Pennsylvania's bow.

Some time later, the ship's crew began transferring men from the sickbay to the nearby naval hospital. A bullet had torn off part of Dale's heel and he was suffering severely. When men started to take me out first I requested that they take him because of his pain. At that time my head and the shrapnel wound were not hurting.

Later, two very-young sailors brought a stretcher to my bunk. They stood by it discussing how they could manage to get me out of the bunk and onto the stretcher. I'd remember it with amusement later, because I solved their problem. I told them to wait a minute and crawled out of the bunk and lay down on the stretcher.

They carried me aft but stopped when they reached the first ladder going up to the main deck. They set the stretcher on the deck, and for several minutes discussed how to get me up the ladder. Again, I suggested they wait a minute and got off the stretcher, climbed the ladder, and they folded the stretcher and brought it up. I laid back down on it and they carried me to the quarterdeck.

As we neared the head of the gangway to 10-10 Dock, the ship's PA system blared: "A stretcher is needed for a severely wounded man!" and gave the location.

"Leave me here and go get him," I suggested to the sailors. "I'll be okay." They stopped. I got off the stretcher and sat on a nearby bit.

While I sat in the warm sun waiting for the sailors to return, I wasn't conscious of any guns firing. Number-3 and -4 turrets blocked my view of Battleship Row, but I noticed that Helena was still afloat at 10-10 Dock. I also noticed a navy officer, a sailor, and Marine were standing at the head of the gangway.

Though my head felt like it was detached and floating several feet above the deck watching what went on below, I still was mentally alert enough to know that the Japs had made a shambles of Pearl Harbor. I wondered how much damage had been done to Pennsylvania. But I was too dazed to give much thought to future happenings. Feeling very tired I considered laying down on the teakwood deck but resisted the urge.

Floating in and out of awareness I didn't know whether the severely wounded man was carried off via way of the quarterdeck gangway. Curious about him I wondered if another gangway had been put in place forward. After awhile, I began to worry that the sailors had forgotten me. But, eventually, they returned and carried me to the dock.

They laid me on a cotton mattress in the bed of a civilian pickup truck. The driver headed for the hospital at breakneck speed. When the truck hit a bump in the road it bounced me into the air above the mattress. The pickup had a 2 x 6 board bolted across the top of its bed. Mesmerized, I stared fixedly at the board and began worrying that a large bump would throw me into it. The driver apparently didn't realize that the rough ride could do more damage than lack of speed in getting me to the hospital. Even though I was still woozy from the bomb blast, it was an unforgettable ride.

Upon arriving at the hospital, the attendants moved me to another mattress, laying on the deck just inside the entrance. Private First Class Dale was on one of the nearby mattresses. Once more, the stretcher bearers started to give me priority and I again suggested that they take him first. He thanked me and they took him away. It was the last time I'd ever see him.

Eventually I was taken into a ward and put to bed. After a quick check by ward medical personnel and a morphine shot, I drifted into an untroubled sleep.

I awakened after dark to the sound of guns firing in the harbor area. Later, I learned that a flight of six Enterprise planes had been coming in for a landing on Ford Island and four were shot down by friendly forces.

After the guns quit firing, the only sounds to be heard in the darkness were the muted voices of medical personnel and the moans of the wounded.


Pennsylvania Pearl Harbor Action Report
The Quack Corps–a Marine's War Pearl Harbor to Okinawa

The Cheese Stands Alone

So Switzerland is taking a stand and banning the building of new mosque minarets. Some see this as Europe standing up for itself and getting tough with extremists. I see this as an independent country doing what it wants on its sovereign soil. Now I do not trust any politician so my first thought was when will they ban building new church steeples? That remains to be seen I hope it does not happen. According to polls 57% of the Swiss think this is a good idea(the new minarets not the steeples) but the only news stories I saw had protests and candlelight vigils. Whoa big shock from the media. But I have to say I do not trust polls here why would I trust them there? Europe is Europe liberal, socialist all for one and no individuality in thought. Switzerland has always been a neutral country thanks to its mandatory service and the fact that everyone is issued a weapon for defense. Let's face it the crazies will go fucking ape shit over this move. Muslim poop will be flung from every corner of the earth. My question is where do the Swiss go from here? Do they take a even bigger step and stop allowing muslims into the country? An excellent idea, I must say. Or do they repeal this constitutional amendment when the sub-human islamic scum begin to riot in whatever European city they are guests in. Now I do not have much faith in European countries to stand tall and have balls. Hopefully the Swiss can lead the way as it pertains to Islam; take no shit and maybe stand behind this preemptive strike. Time will tell. They have placed themselves on an island. Let's face it our "great appeaser" will offer no support whatsoever and I think neither will any of the other European countries. So much for all for one, but it is hard to lend support when your head is buried in the sand. So if the Swiss need help in handling this situation there is one guy they can call who knows what it is like to be on your own these days. Benjamin Netanyahu, but that is really going to take some balls. Politically speaking this could be quite the European sideshow. Sovereign rights versus E.U./U.N. appeasers.

Thanksgiving Day

Well it is Thanksgiving Day again and this year(and the next three) America is going to be the bad guy. Do we have faults? Yes. Are we perfect? No. Are we the last, best hope on earth for freedom-loving people to come to? Hell, yes. In fact people die trying to get in, does that happen in any dictatorial, fascist or communist country? Hell, no. So today I will spend time with my family, at least I get to see my nieces and nephews who I do not to get to see enough. I will sit on my fat ass and stuff my fat face. I will digest by yelling at the Giants while they frustrate the hell out if me. But always in the back of my mind will I give thanks that my people had a chance to come to a place that would afford me these luxuries. Happy Thanksgiving to all of you and yours. Thanks to Blackfive.net and men like this:

A Time for Giving Thanks
Posted By Blackfive

[This is a repost from 2005. It's still appropriate...Corporal Javier Alvarez is Someone You Should Know, and Captain James Eadie, a Harvard University Medical School grad, is too.]

RudeOne (USAF Call Sign) sends this email, a must read if ever there was one, that he received from Captain James Eadie today:

A Time for Thanksgiving
As Thanksgiving quickly approaches, I eagerly anticipate the plates of turkey and stuffing, the moments of camaraderie around the TV watching football and the sharing of stories amongst friends, but it is the soldiers’ stories of bravery and courage that should be shared on this day of Thanksgiving.

I had the rare chance to talk in depth with one of my CCATT patients on our last flight, a young 24 year old Marine from Camp Pendleton, California. It is Javier’s story hangs with me this day. Javier gave me permission to share his story with you, a true story of heroism, and sacrifice that deserves to be told on Thanksgiving.

On the morning of 16 November 2005, the Marines of 2nd Battalion, 1st Marine Regiment were taking part in operations along the Iraq-Syrian board to clear the towns of insurgents.

Javier [Alvarez], a strong and sturdy looking square jawed Marine Corporal was on his third deployment to Iraq. He had seen heavy combat in his previous two deployments, and had been injured once before earning him a Purple Heart. On this day he was in command of a Squad of fourteen men. I knew just by talking to him that his men were fortunate to have him leading them into battle. He spoke with clarity and confidence of a man twice his age. In the truest essence, he was a Marine.

Taking point, Javier led his five man team towards the house. Shots rang out around them as they advanced. They could see the downed Marines ahead. A young Lieutenant lay face down outside the house. Javier did not know if he was still alive. They would have to act quickly if they were to save him and the others.
As they approached the house the enemy fire intensified and Javier felt a sudden sting and burning in his right leg. He looked down at his leg. Damn, he thought, “I’ve been shot.” He indeed had taken two bullets to his thigh, but he pushed on.

Undeterred, Javier continued to lead his men towards the house. With increasing fire, they took up a defensive posture against the house wall. Slightly protected there, he began tending his wounds with direct pressure as the others returned fire. He could see several downed Marines only arm lengths away, but they could not be reached safely. Gun fire continued to rain down on them. Another member of the squad was hit. They were in a bad position.

What happened next was recalled to me by the Medic that they called Doc. During the barrage of fire, with their backs literally up against a wall an enemy grenade was thrown out of a window landing in the middle of the five men. Doc told me “It was amazing. I was applying pressure to one of the injured soldiers when someone yelled out GRENADE. Javier just dove at the grenade. I have never seen anything like it.”

Javier grabbed the grenade with his right hand. He told me “I knew I only had three to five seconds before it would go off.” With his body shielding his men from the grenade, he made a valiant effort to heave the grenade away. As the grenade left his hand it exploded.

Javier’s right hand was immediately amputated at the wrist. Shrapnel from the grenade penetrated his left thigh. Others in his group took shrapnel to their arms and legs, but no one lost their life.

Doc told me on the plane that he was convinced that they all would have died if it were not for Javier’s heroic actions.

The fighting continued. As more Marines approached the house to provide covering fire, Javier now with two gun shot wounds to his right leg, shrapnel to his left leg and an amputated right hand worked to get his injured men clear. With the aid of his Platoon Sergeant, Javier and his men walked out of the kill zone to the casualty collection point away from the fighting.

Doc stayed in the fight for a while despite being hit with shrapnel from the grenade. He tended to the downed Marines and at one point crawled into the house to pull out the Marine who lay inside. Unfortunately, most of the Marines they came to help had been fatally injured. There was little that could be done. Doc continued to care for the downed soldiers until others noted his wounds. Doc was finally escorted out of the fight to attend to his injuries.

In all told, Javier’s Squad took heavy injuries. We air lifted out 6 members who had sustained shrapnel injuries and one who lost his leg. Javier clearly took the brunt of the injuries, but miraculously no one lost their life. Javier’s selfless action had saved the lives of many men.

I spoke at length with Javier on the flight to Germany. Perhaps it was the awe that I felt talking with him that kept me coming back, or maybe the fact that his men admired him so much. In the end, I think I was drawn in by him because he was just like you and me. He was real. A soldier who had done everything asked of him by his country. He fought with honor and dignity, and led his men with courage. Above all, he put his men’s life above his and protected them from harm.

He didn’t ask for honors or special treatment. His biggest concern when we were loading him onto the plane was his fellow soldiers. He would not lie down until he had visualized and spoken with all of his troops on the plane.

When I arrived home from the mission, I opened the paper. There before me in simple bullet format read the names of the most recent US deaths in Iraq. I generally do not look at these lists. They are just names with no personal connection. But this day, halfway down there were five Marines listed including a young Second Lieutenant all from the 2nd Battalion, 1st Marine Regiment from Pendleton, California who had died on 16 November, 2005. These were the men that Javier and his Squad gave everything to try to save.

I stared at the paper for many minutes, recalling the story Javier and his men had told me. I marveled at the sacrifices they made and felt a tremendous sense of loss for these men whose names now stood out from the paper as not mere records, but as living, breathing men who gave everything their country asked of them.

As I get ready to celebrate Thanksgiving here in Iraq, I have so much to be thankful for. My wife is amazing, we have been blessed with a child on the way, and I feel like I have the greatest family and friends that one could ever wish for, but there is more. I see around me everyday soldiers giving everything they have with the full belief that their actions do make a difference. That their sacrifices are for freedom and will one day improve the lives of ordinary Iraqis.

When I sit down on Thursday to my thanksgiving meal, I will be holding these soldiers and their families close. We as a country have so much to be thankful for.

For me, on this Thanksgiving Day, I will be thankful for Javier. He has given the gift of life to his men and their families. I often ask myself if I was in his position, what would I have done? I don’t know, but I certainly hope that I could be like Javier.

My warmest wishes to you all for a wonderful Thanksgiving, we truly have a great deal to be thankful for.

Happy Thanksgiving,

James S Eadie, Capt USAF MC
332 Expeditionary Air Evacuation Squadron
Balad, Iraq
Critical Care Air Transport Physician

The men who died that day were Lance Corporal Roger Deeds, Lance Corporal John Lucente, Corporal Jeffrey Rogers, Corporal Joshua Ware, and 2nd Lieutenant Donald McGlothin - all from the Battalion Landing Team, 2nd Battalion, 1st Regiment, 13th MEU, 1st Marine Division.

Persecution of Navy SEALs

This article came from Rightsidenews.com.

Navy Seals Arrested for the Smack Down of Terrorist Ahmed Hashim Abed
Written by Jim Simpson
Tuesday, 24 November 2009 21:11
Notorious terrorist captured - SEAL captors arrested

First we had Congressman John Murtha accusing US Marines of atrocities in Haditha, Iraq - a blatant lie based on false information supplied by the enemy. Those Marines had to face an arduous multi-year trial despite the obvious fabrication of evidence, and it is still not over for some. Next we have the Obama administration seeking to soothe Muslim fears about "backlash" after a Muslim Major commits the first successful act of terrorism on our soil since 9/11, while they withhold evidence about the case from Congress and do little to investigate the nature of the attack. Now we have the spectre of seeing three U.S. Navy SEALs arrested because the terrorist they captured claims he was punched!

Who is the enemy here? Four SEALs captured Ahmed Hashim Abed, codenamed "Objective Amber" on September 3rd. Abed was the ringleader of the group who ambushed four security contractors in Fallujah in 2004, and hung their burned bodies on a bridge.

But now he is claiming he got a bloody lip. and the Navy is prosecuting! These people are insane!

Give the SEALs a medal for a dangerous, thankless job well done, and suggest that Abed get on his knees and thank God he wasn't captured by some of his own kind.

What I want to see is an investigation of the Navy legal team and the chain of command that ordered this! When they are uncovered and exposed, they need to be stripped of rank and summarily dismissed - maybe into the hands of the kind folks of Fallujah. Outrage doesn't begin to describe this travesty.

I'm sure this administration will want these SEALs given a fair trial at an appropriate venue. To demonstrate their fairness and balance to the terrorists, they'll probably choose GITMO.

Now I ask you dear reader what the fuck has happened to America in the last 10 months? I understand that we have gotten soft as a people but the biggest cause of fear is clearly the pussification of our military. Now I do not speak of the regular G.I. Joe the guy putting his/her life on the line. I am talking of the higher-ups. The politically savy officers looking for a way to get promoted. That is the reason for the Fort Hood massacre and the prosecution of these SEALs. These are the fuckers with no balls who just want to get over on someone no matter the consequences for others. They did not tell anyone about the fucking murdering bastard muslim fuckwad psychiatrist who hated America and the military. This was out of fear of being labeled a racist or a bigot and possibly having a mark on their record if they were wrong. How are you pussies feeling now?

Prosecuting SEALs for a fat lip on a fucking murdering body burning bastard muslim fuckwad terrorist captured in a war zone is complete and total insanity. SEALs are the best of the best of the best and the same can be said of their training. Physical and psychological. These are not run of the mill men these are real heroes that get the shittiest jobs with the highest difficulties and least chance for survival. These men perform unbelievable acts of bravery, camaraderie and humanity; words that mean something to them and to all red blooded, Constitution loving Americans. These words cannot be used in any way, shape or form to describe any allah worshipping terrorist fuckwad piece of shit. Way back when I first started this blog I wrote about John Walker Lindh and how he should be treated. The SEALs acted with the utmost restraint with Abed, I am pissed all he walked away with was a fat lip, this fucker should not have walked away to make these allegations. But he did and one of the higher-ups need a promotion and in Obama's America you do that by persecution Americans and especially our military personnel. Yes my friends we are at war unfortunately it is with Obama and his administration and everyone who thinks like him friends, neighbors and strangers. Three more years of this shit? I do not think he will make it, I do believe in my heart of hearts that the people will revolt, for me it cannot come soon enough. Pray and give thanks for the men and women in the field and these persecuted SEALs this Thanksgiving and pray for the souls of those who oppose them and at the same time us.

Okay Time To Get Into It

Was it terrorism? Are you that fucking stupid? Need that question even be asked? Of course this five times a day praying, goat fucking prophet having, subhuman meant this as a terrorist act. He saw himself as an inside the U. S. military Al-Qaeda operative, no doubt about it. Every time a fucking "religion of peace" douchebag kills an American it is terrorism but our chickenshit leader says it is not and we should not jump to conclusions. But one snapper head at a time. Whenever I see this terrorist's face I know everything I have said about islam and muslims as whole, on this blog, has been right. They know nothing of peace, they do not care about peace or humanity or compassion. To them it is death and paradise; do what ever you can do to die and get to paradise. Is that religion or is that fanaticism? Yes, I know all religions have fanatical sects but this particular one is, as a whole, psycho fanatical. I do not know of anywhere in the bible where it can be interpreted to kill the infidels/nonbelievers. That goes for both testaments.

This assface was being paid to counsel soldiers coming back from combat adjust to civilian life and deal with some of the horrible things they have seen and some had to do. He wanted some soldiers charged with war crimes about some of the actions he had heard. So much for doctor/patient confidentiality. He consults the imam that spiritually enriched the lived of some of the 9/11 terrorist hijackers. He said good-bye to friends and infidels that were nice to him. This "man" of the peaceful religion then got his guns and went to a graduation ceremony full of unarmed persons shouted something about allah and opened fire. The terrorist fired over 100 round and had 13 kills and 30 wounded. So we do not forget the 13 killed were:

Name Age Hometown Rank or Occupation
Michael Grant Cahill 62 Spokane, Washington Civilian Physician Assistant
L. Eduardo Caraveo 52 Woodbridge, Virginia Major
Justin Michael DeCrow 32 Plymouth, Indiana Staff Sergeant
John P. Gaffaney 56 Serra Mesa, California Captain
Frederick Greene 29 Mountain City, Tennessee Specialist
Jason Dean Hunt 22 Tipton, Oklahoma Specialist
Amy Sue Krueger 29 Kiel, Wisconsin Sergeant
Aaron Thomas Nemelka 19 West Jordan, Utah Private First Class
Michael S. Pearson 22 Bolingbrook, Illinois Private First Class
Russell Gilbert Seager 51 Racine, Wisconsin Captain
Francheska Velez ‡ 21 Chicago, Illinois Private First Class
Juanita L. Warman 55 Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania Lieutenant Colonel
Kham See Xiong 23 Saint Paul, Minnesota Private First Class

‡ Francheska Velez was pregnant at the time of her death.

The terrorist was taken down by two civilian cops and left paralyzed. Clearly an insanity plea will entered on his behalf and upon his appeal by the ACLU. Hey I have a great idea let's bring him to New York to stand trial with the other terrorists. They are going to plead "not guilty." Pussies. Cowards. Posers pure and simple they talk a big game about wanting to be martyred but when the time comes they chicken out, I guess paradise is not all it is cut out to be.

Of course we have not heard from our fearful leader on this subject for quite a while now. Why do you think that is? For starters just go back over any post with the presidents name in it and you will understand that I was right (yet again). He just does not give a shit about this country and especially our military personnel. He has better things to do like fundamentally changing the face of America by having the congress pass a bill that will trigger the government's first step in controlling every aspect of our lives. So we are at war America when are you going to wake up and see that. The enemies are foreign and domestic they live and walk among us some are even paid from government coffers and live in government housing. When does our America's survival begin to matter to you?

Apology Tour Far East

We have become accustomed to our present "leader" meeting foreign leaders and begging their forgiveness for things this country has done to them. We have also seen him bow down to "royalty." We have also seen this polished well mannered man of culture perform gaffs of inappropriate local etiquette such as checking out that lady's ass in Europe. Well the definition of insanity is "doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result." Are his handlers insane, stupid or both?

He would not accept the reality of the time and the fact that possibly 1,000,000 AMERICANS would die in the invasion and later battles to defeat the empire of Japan. So instead of defending the decision he avoided the question using all of his well learned double-speak, but at this point is anyone taking what comes out of this jekoff's mouth seriously? He hates the fact that we dropped the bomb, hey dickhead check your history it was them or us. Truman made the right call then he had to make it again clearly it was the only solution not once but twice. They were fanatical about not wanting to surrender so they were bombed into submission plain and simple. In war might makes right, in anything really, but Obama is a pussy and thinks we are all equal. I do not lift weights to get bigger and stronger so some pencil neck Harvard jerkoff thinks he can get over on me. I prefer to go lay hands on and see who the better man is, oh by the way, my neck is 24 inches; just thought you pencil necks should know.

This guy is just a barrel full for ignorance and stupidity; a hot mess if you will. He is the Lindsey Lohan of world politics. Now I do not have a problem with him bowing to the Japanese emperor, yes, that is what I said. It is their custom greeting, to bow, also he is merely a figurehead and not in charge of anything. Rico Suave's mistake was shaking hands and bowing at the same time you do one or the other not both. Either be a man and force him to observe your custom or be polite and bow. It looked as though Obama was going to lick his hand, I will bet dollars to doughnuts he was totally checking out his package. Could I have less respect for this guy or what?

So George Bush was an embarrassment? The freakin' guy is worse than anything ever seen in American politics. Worse than Bush the first puking in Japan, or Ford falling down Air Force One's steps. At least with Truman we know where the buck stopped with Obamarassment we will forever watch the buck be passed. Always being told by the media what a great, historic job he is doing after inheriting such a great, historic mess. You can fool some people...

Veterans Day

I know many people who have served in our armed forces in both peacetime and war. World War II, Korea, Vietnam, Panama, Gulf War and Iraq and Afghanistan and action less Cold Warriors. Some are friends of mine that I would trust with my life, some are guys I grew up with and have not seen in years. Some were strangers that have become friends, some were friends of my parents and some were friends of friends. They all have one thing in common. They are all better than me. When I say that I mean it and I am someone who thinks very highly of myself. When you look at a veteran you have to look at them differently you have to understand that these are people who have seen things that for some reason we have been spared the sight of. The life for war veterans should be like King said in Platoon "the rest of your life is gravy." In recent years I have made myself more aware of veterans and always ask if someone has served and thanking them if they did, maybe buying coffee if in an airport or near a coffee house. It is not enough, I know, but what else can we do. People always say it is the little things in life that make it great. I hope so, but we should do all we can for our vets. Without them there would be no little things.

These days the main debate of our politicians is government paid health care for everybody. Clearly this is a communist idea and against American principles. But I do solemnly believe that those that have served and were honorably discharged have earned the right, nay the entitlement of free health care forever. I am not talking about some government plan either I am talking top of the line and getting to the front of the line. Are you telling me that some WWII vet with medals out the ass should have to suffer at a government run VA facility while some 4F gets to see world renown doctors because he didn't serve and got rich? Yes it is a tough issue, I know but something must be done for them, all of them, from PTSD patients to Agent Orange cancer sufferers, to those too old to care for themselves. Forget the millions of useless welfare mooches there are people out there that have earned the right to get free health care and a pension. Enough of how the welfare system screws the vets in favor of lazy shiftless turds.

Armistice Day came along to signal the end of "The Great War" or as we call it now World War I, the "war to end all wars." How naive. There is just too much evil lurking in men with power soul's. Every day I respect our veterans more and more. Putting their lives on the line doing their duty. The wars we are fighting today and the constant rotation back to combat is hard on the men and women and families to whom we owe so much. It was the same for Vietnam vets and their 365 and a wake-up and the World War II vets and the points system. Any war any time all veterans and their families deserve our respect, admiration and thanks. Find out what you can do for them and do it; when we needed them they were there, it is the least we can do. So much will go left unsaid in this post so I will end with this: Thank you Veterans, for keeping our enemies at bay, and the sacrifices you have made. Peace.

Earned. Never Given.

We don't ask for anything more than everything you've got. And we will let you know when you've given it. You will be measured not by what you have, but how much of yourself you're willing to give. Not by your ability to pull yourself up, but by your commitment to stand shoulder to shoulder. Not by your strength, but your honor. you will not be given anything other than the opportunity to prove that you have the courage to stand on an impenetrable line of warriors stretching 234 years. Our title is earned, never given. And what's earned is yours forever. -- Marine Corps manifesto.

Happy Birthday Marines. This country owes everyone who ever served so much more than we can ever hope to repay. From the battle in Derna (Tripoli) where the Corps fought on foreign soil for the first time and the battle of Chapultepec (Halls of Montezuma)to the Boxer Rebellion and the Battle of Belleau Wood a 20 day slugfest with the Germans in WWI that ended with a marine Marine bayonet charge then they held off a counterattack with their supreme sharpshooting skills. The World War II island hopping Marines took heavy casualties in places like; Guadalcanal, New Guinea, Tarawa, Saipan, Guam, Tinian, Peleliu, Iwo Jima, and Okinawa. Tough men in Godforsaken places fighting their way to the home island and the end of the war. In Korea the Inchon Landing and the surrounded and cut off "Chosin Few" who decimated the 10 Red Chinese divisions who attacked them. Then they fought their way back to the sea and American forces. In Vietnam there were few named battles but the marines fought and won the battles although we lost the war thanks to a total lack of support back home from politicians. Khe Sanh is a place that no marine will ever forget 77 days under siege in that red dirt outpost. They fought in Panama, Operation Desert Storm,and helped out in Africa bringing humanitarian aid, and intervened in Kosovo. We all know what they have done and continue to do in Iraq in places like Fallujah and Ramadi and also in Afghanistan hunting Taliban and Islamo-fascists. These Marines continue to fight for our freedoms and die for each other, we can never pay them back but we must never stop looking for a way to let them know we appreciate them. Semper Fi! Happy Birthday and thank you Marines!

This is How We Beat the Soviets

This was the political editorial in the New York Daily News today. I cannot believe they allowed this to be published. This is how it really happened Reagan and Thatcher too. They took no shit from the Soviets they stuck to their conservative principles and won. Gorbachev was defeated by Reagan that is how you win a war, you defeat your enemy. We have not had any trouble from them since. Now today we hear that Gorby took down this wall, guess what? He had no fucking choice communism failed and capitalism prevailed they could not keep up with free enterprise and its ability for innovation in technology, finance and social mobility. So to all liberals here and in Europe go fuck yourselves Reagan is THE MAN responsible for tearing down the iron curtain and with it the Berlin Wall. Thank You Mr President for being the man that you were and bringing this country back from the brink of despair of the previous 20 years. Conservatism will triumph again to bring America back from from whatever brink the asshole liberals in charge now bring us to.


Ronald Reagan's Unyielding Style Won the Cold War
By: Rudy Giuliani

Monday, November 9th 2009

In the 20 years since the fall of the Berlin Wall, the collapse of the Soviet Union is viewed by some commentators as the result of systemic weakness. While it is true that the free nations of the West had significant economic, social and political advantages, the reality is that any existential struggle comes down to two things: the capacity to fight and the will to keep fighting.

Before Ronald Reagan came along, the West was dangerously close to losing its will. The Soviet Union was on the march, while the United States continued to deal with the repercussions of internal political scandals and the pullout from South Vietnam. Soviet leaders were flush with confidence; in the West many of the so-called foreign policy establishment accepted the doctrines of moral equivalence and inevitable coexistence.

Reagan always understood the basic fact of the Cold War - that when two victorious armies met in Germany in 1945, one wanted to go home and leave the people it had liberated in freedom, and the other stayed and occupied and oppressed Eastern Europe. It was a war only one side chose.

To win the Cold War, the West had to rediscover its confidence. It had to be galvanized around not just the idea of freedom, but the principle that every person in the world has a right to be free.

Reagan understood this truth and made it his purpose to communicate it to the world. Where others equivocated, Reagan was direct and unyielding, calling the Soviet Union the Evil Empire and standing at the Brandenburg Gate and demanding, "Mr. Gorbachev, tear down this wall!"

Reagan understood the necessity of negotiating from strength and the critical importance of leverage. In contrast to much of today's diplomatic posturing, Reagan backed his words with action. Reagan knew a strong national defense was essential to deterring Soviet ambitions, but he had inherited a military weakened by years of neglect.

"History teaches," Reagan told the nation, "that wars begin when governments believe the price of aggression is cheap." He convinced the nation it was time to rebuild.

The Soviets quickly learned not to underestimate Reagan. In 1986, Gorbachev tried to use the international pressure for successful arms reduction talks to get Reagan to abandon the countermissile program. At the end of what had been successful talks, Gorbachev surprisingly said that he would not agree to any of the terms unless President Reagan was willing to abandon the Strategic Defense Initiative, or SDI, known as "Star Wars."

Reagan refused. He hated the doctrine of "mutually assured destruction," saying once, it's "like two cowboys in a frontier saloon aiming their guns at each other's head - permanently." He got up and walked out, to tremendous criticism.

A lesser man, a lesser President would have stepped back in the face of the criticism. But Reagan didn't budge. A few months later, Gorbachev came back, agreed to every one of the terms that Reagan had imposed on him and left out the condition on SDI. And I believe in that act alone the Cold War was won. It took us a few years to realize it was won,but it was won by Reagan's willingness to stick to his principles.

In history, nothing is inevitable. Great events - good and bad, noble and tragic - are the results of individuals who exert every ounce of their strength to change the world.

Reagan is one such person, one of history's causers, and a force for good in the world. Had he never been born, the great good that he wrought might never have happened. And most certainly, it would have taken much longer with much more damage and pain for the oppressed. And the world would be a sadder, poorer place.

But his greatest achievement, and the one that surely made him one of the great Presidents of his century, is the way in which he liberated - literally from slavery - millions and millions of people outside of the United States, and therefore helped to produce a world that is safer for Americans and for everyone else, as well.

Rudy Giuliani was mayor of New York City from 1994 to 2001. He is a trustee of the Ronald Reagan Presidential Foundation.

Post Elelction...Well, Post

So Christie won in New Jersey, McDonnell won in Virginia and Hoffman lost in NY-23. What does it mean? Well, here in New Jersey now everyone will blame republicans for the mess even though the democrats still control the state senate and the assembly. Not only that but here in the "Garden State" the genius electorate who wanted to stop rampant corruption and state spending voted in favor of a $400 million bond issue for "open space." You know farms, forests, parks which will include asphalt skate parks and we all know how beautiful those are not to mention the the high quality hygienic clientele they attract. Every time something happens to edge me closer to the "mainstream" republican party I realize the unbelievable amount of stupidity out there. Thus I stay here on the right-wing looking down on this ass backward state and its moron infested population. I will confess I voted for Christie, not my kind of guy but weighed against Corzine I was clearly backed into a corner. I still cannot wash the dirty feeling I have away, I cheated on myself, and no amount of: "He is better than Corzine" is helping. Let's face it; it is just a different cog in the same political machine. I foresee no change here in New Jersey. High taxes, no jobs, tons of traffic, same old corrupt political system just different names on the indictments.

Now in Virginia the Republican swept the top three positions on the ballot which is a good showing for republicans. Hope they can get the state righted and keep it right leaning. Now in both these states Obama campaigned for both of the democrat candidates. They both lost. Is this due to anti-Obama votes? Is this due to anti-Obama's policies vote? I believe this is more of an anti-outsider vote. I think in this election the voters in statewide elections got sick and tired of out-of-state interlopers. We can see this especially if you throw in the NY-23 results of Palin and Pawlenty campaigning for Hoffman. Yes I know Biden came up for Owens but he is such a buffoon no one takes him seriously. Here in Jersey the Obama backed theme was "keep it going" but Obama failed to ignite the minority vote this time. Could it be that people are campaign weary. I mean a year and a half of presidential campaigning and then these last twelve months we were subjected to a constant health care campaign. Politically speaking we are exhausted. Make no mistake when people try to brainwash you they use the method of exhaustion, I fear that is what we are being subjected to. Exhaustion so we all give in and just do what ever our dear leader wants. 2009 was a good year voting-wise. 2010 must be better. The next twelve months we must not tire because we must not fail in stopping this anti-American agenda.

Hell Bent For Election

So the 2009 Election Day is upon us. Only one year removed from that most historic day when 63,000,000+ million morons went to the polls and voted for the most anti-American president ever. As I have stated here before nice going assholes. But let us not look backward but forward into the future. A very simple theme tonight, one we can all understand. Do not let your friends, family or acquaintances vote for anyone left of center. These people are wolves in sheep's clothing these are the fuckers willing to give our hard earned money to lazy shiftless assholes on welfare. These are the fuckers willing to give universal health coverage to everyone in America and by everyone I mean anyone streaming across the border also. These are the fuckers willing to bankrupt this generation of children and keep generations of our children to come under a welfare debt that can never be repaid. These are the fuckers that made a recession deeper, longer and seemingly never ending assuring that we will be the first generation in a long time to end up worse off than where we started due to lower incomes and higher taxes and inflation.

But here in New jersey the gubernatorial candidates are neck and neck. Now, admittedly, I am one of those who say there is no difference between the parties. I still think that is true. Corzine and Christie are as different as night and day. Now Christie is not the Right-wing man I can support but there is no way anyone can vote for Corzine. This rich scumbag is the complete opposite of the "working man" image he projects. He is so rich he does not even take a salary for being governor, $1 for tax purposes. I only hear how much the lefties and democrats hate the rich, yet we are supposed to believe he is one of the good ones not like the other rich guys. You know the ones on Wall St. Oh that is right he was head of Goldman Sachs a Wall St. firm and part of the bailout plan orchestrated by the Obama campaign and administration. Now I have never thought that Christie had much of a chance in this race and this goes back to when he had a double digit lead in this race. See things here in Jersey are done just a little differently than anywhere else in the country. The democrats have a 2-to-1 advantage in registered voters. It is the unknown voters that are the real influence here the dead, the never existed, the made up citizens, these are the voters that swing elections here. See here anyone being a republican is a crazy right-wing nut even though I am just about the only true Right-Winger in the whole damn state. The sheeple in this state take this for gospel and are against republicans, they do not have have a reason only take it for fact that they hate them. Corzine is blaming republicans for the mess in this state which has been democrat run forever state assembly, state senate and Governor. Also this week he pulled out ads of his Marine Corps. experience. Why? I never knew he was a marine he left that out of his last campaign why should it matter now? Normally it would make like a guy more but to use it this way as a desperate "Hail Mary" is an insult to any and all Marines. I do not say this often but Chritie is a way better choice than Corzine even if he is not the right-winger we want. He might get my vote I have not yet decided. I do not think he will win. I hope I am wrong. Finally, please people vote no on any and all ballot questions or props statewide and local they are only looking to raise your taxes. Wake up New Jersey! Wake up America!

Presidential Words

I have been told lately to take it easy on this blog. My whole life I have never done that, no matter what I have done, it is all out. Let me tell you these times in which we live in call for extreme measures. I have never been one to fall into any party line. Authority, hell yeah I have a problem with it. When I was a kid I did was I was told no matter what, sure I fought the system but somehow my parents always won. When I was big enough, yes physically, no one made me do what I did not want to do. When I was in college I was a true anarchist; the only true way to live was government free. Two reasons brought me to the right-wing and the truth that LIMITED government is a necessary evil and in the wrong hands is an enemy of the people. Unfortunately I really have not had anyone worth voting for in quite a while.

The first reason is Ruby Ridge where federal agents attacked the Randy Weaver family homestead with rules of engagement of "if you see'em shoot'em." That is exactly what they did. As Randy Weaver, his 16 year old daughter and a family friend, Mr. Kevin Harris moved to the shed where Mr. Weaver's son's body lay, he was killed a day earlier, shot in the back, they were opened up on by agents. Mr. Weaver was shot in the back but all three managed to get back to the house. As she was standing near the front door, while holding her infant child, Mrs. Vicki Weaver was shot by a sniper in the head and killed instantly the bullet then struck Mr. Harris. The agents never bothered to yell a warning or asked for a surrender hell these fuckers were proved to have entrapped Mr. Weaver into selling them sawed off shot guns. Hell I live in New Jersey and can walk into any gun store and buy a shotgun I do not think getting a shotgun in Idaho would be to tough of an action. Now this massacre could have been avoided if not for the rhetoric of the time of "angry white men" and "white separatists." These labels came from the White House and a compliant media, there was no FoxNews then, upped the ante on the federal agents to get this family and thus they acted criminally. Mr. Weaver wound up with a dead son and a dead wife then went on trial after also being wounded. All, they wanted was to be left alone, I mean for God's sake Ruby Ridge, Idaho can you get more out of the way. For what reason, because a President and an administration was cow towing to a the leftist wing of his constituency. Presidential words mean something no matter what you think of the man too many sheeple will take it as gospel.

Of course we have to talk about Waco. David Koresh's Branch Davidian compound was assaulted by ATF and FBI agents resulting in the deaths of four agents and six Dividians. A 51 day siege ensued. Then the agents agents launched their final assault with a tank no less and massive amounts of tear gas. A fire was the result and 76 dividians were killed including the leader David Koresh. They were there to serve a warrant, the dividians were armed, yes, heavily, yes. Who could forget the guy firing the the machine gun through the wall at the feds? But who serves a warrant in full battle gear. In Texas no less. All you had to do was send in the local Texas Ranger these guys are more than well respected in that state. It is out of state, Washington controlled G-men no one can stand and when they come in armed to the teeth in an aggressive manor a fight will ensue. Keeping in the theme of presidential words matter Clinton denied all knowledge of the assault or plan thereof, and A.G. Reno said she was lied to by the FBI on site. Now I watched this unfold live on TV, hell me and my roommates were late for practice because of it. It was really that important and we knew it. We just saw it from different sides. They were both criminal justice majors and yes I told them if it was me and they came at me like that I would shoot them. They were in disbelief that I would shoot a cops or an agent. If you are coming to take away my rights or my freedom you will not walk away; cop, federal agent or politician. It is a real simple philosophy and if more people cared about their rights in this country we would not be facing the massive loss of rights coming down the pike at us. Remember this no agents in either case were prosecuted only the victims were; jack booted NAZI leftists thugs coming to a neighborhood near you. With the rhetoric coming out of Washington today attacking regular Americans, Joe the Plumber, famous Americans, Rush Limbaugh and Sean Hannity, pro-business organization, U.S. Chamber of Commerce. All doctors, insurance company employees, all banking sector employees especially the ones forced to take bailout money. Americans should be asking themselves when is Obama coming for me? They should be realizing that he and his people are the anti-Americans. At least Bush went after foreigners.