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I was listening to the radio this evening and heard about some college students (in Virginia, I think) who went to a military recruiting station within the past day-or-two to attempt to exercise their right to serve. Since when does anyone have a right to serve in the military or in any other public capacity, from police officer, to dog catcher, to governor, to congressman, to president? They first declared themselves ineligible to exercise their privilege to serve. We The People have not called specifically upon them to serve, so it’s not a matter of them exercising their duty to serve.

I, they, and every other citizen of age has a right – and I would argue, a duty – to vote — which few exercise these days. Without first exercising their right to effect change, they come along and attempt to exercise their privilege to complain about what they want changed. If they would exercise their right to vote, they could then define the terms under which they could exercise their privilege to serve in the military. They could even go so far as to reinstate the draft and call upon themselves and/or others to do their/our/my duty to serve.

If more of us would exercise our right to vote, perhaps we’d throw off the Demoblican (or is it Republicrat — so confusing, I can never remember which is which anymore) oligarchy which has been running this country for far too long and replace them with some honest-to-goodness, put US-First statesmen. Could happen…if you’ll get off your ass and high-tail it down to the polling place in a couple months. I have neither the right, privilege, nor duty to cast your vote for you. So, you had better exercise your right to vote for someone other than your incumbent office-seeker if you want change — or — if you like how things are going — then by all means, exercise your right to vote to keep your bum. Personally, I’m going to exercise my right to toss every last one of my bums out on their ears. (The one exception being my County Commissioner, whom I have known personally for ten years and have already told, “I helped you get into office — I can just as well help you to get out of office.”)

Well, well…I didn’t realize until this morning that my federal tax dollars were going to help with such Katrina / Rita related emergency needs as repairs to the New Orleans SuperDome — to the tune of $115 million in FEMA grants to those po’ ol’ NFL owners. Bastards! M-F’ers! Alexis de Tocqueville was right. (For those who aren’t aware, he came over here from France in the 1830’s and noted about our young republic — not democracy — that whenever 50 percent of the people figure-out that they could dip their hand into the public cookie-jar, that they’d do so and tax the other 50 percent to pay for their pleasures.) Bastards. No, I take that back — they’re not bastards — we know who their father is.

Milton Friedman wrote in Free To Choose that there are four people / money combinations. The first is me spending my money on me. I want the best I can get and / or the most happiness for whatever I can afford — which may not be the cheapest I can find. Second is when I spend my money on You, I hope you’ll be happy with what I get you — I want you to be happy — but the strength of my desire for your happiness, and the amount of time and / or money that I commit to your happiness depends upon the closeness of our relationship — I will endeavor with much more vigor to make my wife happy than I will to make a so-so co-worker happy. Third, is me spending John Doe’s money on me — no expense is too much to insure my happiness. No Sir-ee, Bob! And finally, the fourth combination is when John Doe spends Mary Jane’s money on Fred Farly — hell — John doesn’t care how much he grabs from Mary to spend on Fred or whether or not Fred’s happy with what he got or that it served its intended purpose — especially when it’s for Fred’s welfare.

Do you see that people / money combinations one and two describe private enterprise, be it the family spending on itself or in charity to another, or a business trying to make a buck. Combimations three and four describe government, where we take from an unrelated, unknown someone and spend their money on either ourselves or another unrelated, unknown someone.

That French guy was right. I want my 50 cents-worth of that bill back. I never authorized them to spend my tax money like that. I’ll argue with you in good faith that not a dime of federal money should’ve gone to any of the victims of Katrina or Rita (my house here near Houston sustained some damage from Rita — I paid out of my own pocket to fix it) — but, pissing it away on a F’ing stadium is way beyond the pale — and beyond my arguing with you. I have but one word for you if you were for, or think upon finding out about it, that it’s a good way to spend public money — my money — go to hell — and meet your father.

That’s what the UN (United Nations) is — and it’s time we kick them all out on their keesters and stop wasting our money on dues and other support. Let’s tell them that they have 90 days to find a home outside of the United States, and another 90 days after that to move all their crap out of here. Let’s also tell them that we’re tired of being bashed by 90 percent of their constituents, and that we’re no longer going to let persona non grati like Iran’s Amadina-whack-job into this country to speak or carry on other business there. He has declared us to be an enemy of Iran — why should we allow an enemy to conduct business here? And, those who aren’t self-declared enemies are for the most part such blow-hards that they are the indisputable cause of global warming.

While we’re on the subject of Amabama-whack-job, who denies that The Holocaust took place, where were all the pretty and important people who just happen to be Jewish? Like, Mayor Bloomberg? Sen. Shummer? Sen. Feinstein? Barbara Streisand? What about those who should’ve been out in front of the UN building protesting Iran’s treatment of women and its war against its homosexuals? Where was NOW, and GLAD? What about its war against academic freedom? Were there no faculty on-hand from Harvard? Not only is silence sometimes golden, but it also at other times roars volumes of truth about people’s real intentions.

A group of parents last week got up on stage at a Freeport, TX (just down the coast from Galveston) elementary school after handing out Mexican flags and recited — in Spanish — the pledge to the Mexican flag. Read about it here.

They said it was an exercise in cultural awareness. OK, I’m now [and yet again] aware that they don’t like our culture — so get the hell out of here, already!!! Go back to wherever it is that you came from if it’s so much better than here that you feel you have to get in our faces with where you came from. In case you’ve forgotten that you’re neither in Mexico nor in Aslan (however it’s spelled — I don’t really care) — this is the United States of America. We have our own flag — and we fly it and make our pledge to it — not Mexico’s, not Italy’s, not China’s — no one else’s flag but ours. Do we like Tacos, Pizza and Fried Rice? Yes, we do. They were brought to us by people who did not want to replace what they found here with what they left back in the Old Country, but by people who wanted to harmoniously add to what we already had here. These dishes are now part of Americana — just like Mom and apple pie — thanks to each of your cultures. Not only are they enjoyed by Americans of Mexican, Italian, and Chinese decent, but also by American mongrels of mixed decent like me.

However, when you come here to live, you become American first. You learn, speak, and read and write our language — American English — in your own house and in public, you learn and conform to our culture and obey our laws — and you fly our flag — or — you are free go back home and fly your own flag, speak your own language, and practice your own culture and follow your own laws there. Not here.

Is there no man of The West left who has any intestinal fortitude? The Pope could have said something like, “I said what I said — take it however you wish.”, or, “The statement was part of a historical lecture — end of discussion.”

I certainly say things here and in my articles that some may find offensive. SO BE IT. I’m offended by a lot of what I hear, too; but, I don’t go crying for an apology or busting-up the joint. I just know that they’re stupid and can’t help it. As Forest Gump said, “Stupid is as stupid does.” And, even when I’m shown the light of day by someone more enlightened than me and I change my Neanderthal views, I still won’t be sorry for anything I’ve said. I may say, “I no longer hold that view.”

So, the Islamo-fascists are now saying that the Pope’s remarks prove that The West is at war with Islam. Wake up, America — and smell the blood on the tracks! They do, however, not have their statement quite right — they (the Islamo-fascists — not necessarily all of Islam) declared war on The West some time ago, and the Pope’s remarks indicate that at least somebody in authority in The West is willing to recognize it publicly for the religious war that it is. And, their particular brand of Islam is going to be wiped off the face of this Earth.

As an example that I do from time-to-time change my views, I used to think that this was no more than a “You have, we don’t, we want” war; I don’t believe that anymore. However, the same rules of concluding The Peace still apply — we make it more painful for them to continue than what they expect to gain. The trouble is, that the level of pain they’re willing to endure is quite a bit higher than perpetrators of a simple and rational “I want what you got” war. They may be willing to endure more pain, but they’re still F’ing cowards, hiding behind their women and children as they do. While you may talk big and even cut heads off, deep down, Ackmed — you’re a little, scared Mommy’s boy — you’d faint in a second if mere logic came to you as a shadow and whispered to you from 50 miles away…

Putting these last two paragraphs together will demonstrate why I say that The West will prevail in this war. It has to do with the differing world views offered by Christ and Mohammed — both of which I’ve studied (although in fairness, I must say that I’ve studied the Christian world view more since studying both twenty years ago and deciding on the former). The operative question is: what awaits adherents to each religion one second after they die? No one knows. It’s a matter of faith. The God of Islam offers some of his followers a good time with 72 virgins. Not bad — not bad at all. Many — mostly men — could put up with that. Of course, I don’t believe we’re told how long the party will last, nor if they will retain their virgin-ness after repeated bouts of passionate sex. Something to consider… The rest of the program is quite a bit more nebulous.

Moving on to the God of Christianity, who is called “The Word” — and the pen is mightier than the sword. He offers something we all — male and female, young and old, perfect and cripple — can appreciate — eternal life in a perfected body on this perfected Earth — not an ethereal existence in a nether world. That is why Christians normally bury their dead, having the belief that the body being laid in the ground will one day rise again and be occupied (in its perfect, youthful splendor) by the soul which has left it here on Earth.

The West is post-Christian, but Christian nonetheless. When the blood on the tracks becomes a big enough pool of blood on the front doorstep, and a desperate people return to their God in desperation — as they always do when the going gets tough enough — they will re-learn the faith which their grandparents possessed. When you believe that death is not the end-all, but merely a fork in the road, then you can exhibit the real-life bravery portrayed so well on the silver screen by John Wayne and others. You see, 72 virgins just can’t hold a candle to eternal life when it comes to men fighting for what they believe, believing that they will leave their wife, children, and those that they know and love for but a short time if they are called upon to make the ultimate sacrifice in their defense. 300 year’s worth of Roman emperors can attest to this truth. And, where are they today?

The Security and Prosperity Partnership of North America (SPP) project will offer We The People of the United States neither. Read it for yourself at the SPP’s Home on the web. If you wish for the US to be merged into some conglomeration where you have even less say-so than you think you do now (although many of us know that we actually have a lot of say-so when we exercise it), then you’re probably not interested in becoming a member of US-First, either…so long. With all that cheap labor south of the border, why…even more of our decent-paying and sorely-needed manufacturing jobs and infrastructure will disappear. Have we forgotten the words of Ben Franklin, that stodgy old white stale-male fart who said, “Any society that would give up a little liberty to gain a little security will deserve neither and lose both.“?

How could we possibly be served by a 10-car/6-rail line that looks like a tree with its trunk on the border of Texas and Mexico? In Texas alone, if the Trans-Texas Corridor ran the 508 miles from Laredo to Wichita Falls (actually goes up I-35 thru Dallas/Ft. Worth for well more than 500 miles total), eminent domain will be used to confiscate at least 10,000 acres (one-tenth of the King Ranch!) for this monstrosity. (Based on 16 lanes, 12 feet wide each, plus 8-foot buffer zones on the outsides, for a distance of 500 miles, calculated as follows: One acre is 208×210 feet, one mile is 5280 feet — that’s 500 miles x 25 acres/mile = 12,500 acres.) On the other hand, we are well-served by the US Interstate Highway system, which covers our nation like a net, affording modern and rapid travel from anywhere to anywhere within our borders, not just from the border with Mexico northward.

Mexico has pledged to help us secure our common border. Uh-huh. So far, we’ve also noted that they have offered us some good and cheap land about 300 miles south of Galveston. Our troops, if brought home from Europe and Asia, could do quite a nice job of securing our borders, thank you. (Our Navy’s aircraft carriers and subs will insure that we can project our power into Europe and Asia, if it should be needed.)

After we’ve finally shut down the last of the manufacturing facilities we need to equip our armed forces, what shall we do when the friends who supply our needs today become tomorrow’s enemies? Maybe they’d be stupid like us and sell us the rope we’d use to hang them. I’m not willing to bank on it — certainly not with the Chinese or the Arabs.

…reminds me of a “Family Affair” episode from back in the 60’s in which poor little Jody was being picked-on by a bully at school. Mr. French took it upon himself to teach him the Marcus of Queensbury rules of engagement. Poor little Jody continued to get more than his share of black eyes. I don’t remember the savior of the day, whether it was his father or someone else, but he taught Jody how to street-fight. No more black eyes for no-longer poor little Jody.

There’s an old saying, “All is fair in love and war.” And, as Gen. William T. Sherman said, “War is hell!” War is not a game of chess in which both the winner and the loser walk away and plan for the next day’s game. In war, the loser is either dead or subjugated. That’s the way it is. I’m not interested in being either dead or subjugated anytime soon. So, let’s fight like our lives depend on it — because they do — and finish this war as the winner. If they continue to hide behind their women and children like the sissy, wussy cowards they are — well — we’ll unfortunately have to kill their women and children along with them. So be it. We don’t like it — but it’s their decision. Without women and children, any fighters who remain after the conclusion of this war will die out without progeny to give us a problem in the future — great plan, Ackmed!!!

If we have to break some knee-caps, flood some noses with water, and march some around with women’s panties on their heads to get them to talk — so be it. I fully expect them to do the same to our soldiers. This is war. War is hell. Our soldiers join-up knowing what may happen to them. (I’m glad to live in the Home of the Brave…thank you, guys and gals.) Now, I don’t say that we should continue to treat them badly once we decide that they have nothing to say or if they decide to cooperate. We should feed them one square meal a day, give them some sort of roof over their heads, and keep them from extreme heat or cold as best as we can. Where we draw the line is not shooting an un-armed man in the back just for grins.

Pope Benedict could be a member of US-First. In a speech on theology in Germany in the past day or two, he quoted from a book recounting a conversation between 14th-century Byzantine Christian Emperor Manuel Paleologos II and a Persian scholar on the truths of Christianity and Islam. The quote suggests that Christian non-violence (spreading itself by word and good deed) is of a higher moral standing than the Islamic concept of spreading itself by the sword. As a non-Catholic, who holds the Pope in no special standing, I agree. All cultures are not equal. Ours is built upon such a concept — and for that — we’re better. If anyome wants to come and live here, we must insist that they live as we do — or let them go back to their stinking hell-hole they were so eager to leave.