Lockbox 2010

For those of you liberal loving progressives who bought into the Al Gore social security “lockbox,” you will love the new version brought to you by Obamacare. In some mysterious place within the hallowed halls of the Treasury Department, (Think basement of the Smithsonian as portrayed in “Raiders of the Lost Ark”) the health care fines and taxes collected by the 16,500 newly hired IRS agents will pack away the dough until sometime in 2018 when it will flow to the “uninsured.” If you buy into that, I’ve got some farmland in Northern Arizona that you will just love!

Seriously, has the government ever done anything other than tax and spend? As one staffer in the Roosevelt administration put it: “tax and spend, tax and spend, the people are just too damn dumb to understand.” Really? Dumb? Evidently the DemocRATS have bought into this. They really believe that you are too dumb to follow what they are doing and hold them accountable. How about it? Are you? I don’t think so. I think you have had enough and are ready to throw the bums out. The only lockbox that I want to see is a lockbox on the congressional democratic offices that keeps them from destroying what is left of our Republic.

Revolution 2.0

The more things change, the more they remain... insane.

Michael Fry and T. Lewis, Over the Hedge, 05-09-04

WE are 233 years into the world’s oldest experiment with freedom based on individual rights—not the rights of kings, or generals, or gods. And yet those who have benefited the most from this Republic are the very ones who cry loudly for rights not for individuals but for groups. Our system of government emerged from the belief that mankind are created in the image of God, the one God embraced by our ancestors who unashamedly declared that each one of us is endowed, that’s right, “endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.” Through a lengthy series of legislative slight of hands, the individual has been superseded by special interest groups. But, I wonder, who assigns you to a group? Who or what bureaucracy is the labeler-in-chief that lets each of us know that we have no meaning or purpose in life unless we can be seen as a member of a protected class?

History is a cruel teacher as it points out what results from certain choices. Centuries of tyranny cannot hide from the historian’s eye. So it is no wonder that it is critical to decouple the current generation from that record if one wants to embrace a new age of tyranny. Fools who have made of themselves gods believe that with their superior intellect and communication techniques they can wash away the historical records with a little rewrite here and little deletion there. In that fantasy world, tyrants can be redressed in the new clothes of progressivism. Even Hitler can be redrawn as a conservative Christian in their eyes in order to avoid seeing the similar roots of Nazism and the progressive “empathy” they profess.

So in case you missed it, here is a little “change” history. If you do not realize that July 4^th is a tribute to the American Revolution that has given you your current world, you may not know what caused regular folks to rise up and challenge a government knowing full well they could lose their lives, fortunes and sacred honors. So what caused that first Tea Party? Much of what we are experiencing today.

Current circumstances in our country and its leadership are reminiscent of themes, emotions, and challenges leading to the American Revolution. Unless you're a history buff, you may not know that the original revolution was eerily similar to what we're going through at this moment, down to the roots. According Gordon S. Wood, a professor at Brown University, it was the economy, stupid. Adding intrigue is the fact that it wasn't just the economy, but SPECIFICALLY A HOUSING BUBBLE that made the American Revolution unfold the way that it did.

In an article that appeared in the New York Times:

For the colonists, as for us, first came the boom. During the height of the French and Indian War, which lasted from 1754 until 1763, money flooded into the colonies, especially New York, where the British Army was headquartered. At the same time, the New York Legislature issued large numbers of bills of credit.

All that cash sloshing around resulted in lavish displays of wealth— notably by British officers, who’s opulent living, was emulated by the locals, especially in New York.

Housing prices soared during the war. But when credit tightened afterward — thanks in no small part to a prohibition on the issuance of paper money by the colonies under the Currency Act of 1764 — real estate owners who could not pay their debts lost their land.

In that era, the citizens demanded accountability from their leaders. Instead of having their grievances addressed, they were taxed more on items that they depended upon for daily life and commerce. The tax that broke the apathy of the colonists was the tea tax, thus the Boston Tea Party. (No Janeane, it wasn’t about discrimination!) What they objected to the most, was the disregard for the individual. No matter their status, they were all placed in the group called colonists. And as such were subjects of the Crown. This led to the organizing document of this country, the Declaration of Independence. In the body of that document, the plaintive established a legal case for separation. “The history of the present King of Great Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute Tyranny over these States.”

The eerie similarities to today have many of the same ingredients, but the most egregious is the failure to uphold individual freedom. As the dominoes for the “remaking of America” continue to be put in place by the ideologue-in-chief along with the creation of a non-elected group of czars who hold allegiance only to him, it is important to dust off our founding documents, re-read them along with Common Sense and The Federalist Papers, make your signs, attend a local Tea Party and fax without ceasing.

The Last Man Standing

What do American Idol, Survivor, and the Duel in the Sun have in common? The winner is always the last man standing. Logic would dictate as well as personal experience that this model would have a correlation in all successful endeavors. But then there is government. All rules of logic seem to disappear when one enters this realm(Al Franken is a US Senator? In what sick, twisted world?). It is almost as if we have entered an alternate universe where right is wrong, black is white, and debt is stimulus.

No economic model throughout history (yes, that even includes the imperial presidency of one FDR) has successfully moved an economy forward by strapping trillions of dollars of debt on the backs of its citizens. In fact, the great unwashed will tolerate just about anything until the products and services they need become too costly. Remember last summer? $4 gas--no way bro--Drill here, drill now and drill, baby, drill rose above the din. Even Pelosi and friends had to back down until the noise died down.

History does record the bloody impact of revolutions instigated by debt as a driver to force currency to diminish in value. The French Revolution, the Bolshevik Revolution, and the American Revolution were not so much a dissatisfaction with monarchy as it was starvation and onerous tax burdens. The Wiemar Republic's inflationary practices paved the way for "change that you can believe in" in the form of the Nazi Party's serious stimulus program. Shovel ready projects such as roads, stadiums, and monuments provided little economic recovery for most workers but did feed the need until the Nazi's launched what would become the solution to the global Great Depression, WWII.

So today everyone knows that with the US fractional monetary policy you can only tease out the value of a sawbuck so far. Right now the Federal Reserve is running its printing presses non stop and the amount of gold to paper is in the one one hundredths. Rumors are flying through the international money markets about the concerns of our major lenders as to the soundness of our currency and the serious consideration of dethroning the dollar as the standard bearer for the world marketplace. And yet, with this serious threat to our ability to function economically, the leaders inside the Executive Branch insist on recommending more spending and more printing. You would think that they want this to happen.

Step it down to Arizona. Same thing: an out of control budget and an unwillingness to make serious cuts, sacrificial cuts, belt-tightening cuts on the part of state legislators. If they could, many would print funny money so they could keep spending.

My question for those who claim to be our representatives: Who among you is willing to stand in the gap for the average guy and demand a balanced budget regardless of the political consequences? Is there anyone who is willing to risk it all to pick up the gauntlet of Jefferson, Washington, and Franklin? Who will be that last man standing?

Genocide American Style

Leave it to the compassionate, enlightened leadership of the liberal pretender to the office of the President of the United States who with a stroke of a pen, condemned millions of unborn persons throughout the world to a painful death. In Laura Hollis’s January 27th article, “Obama’s First Export: Abortion,” she points out the inherent racism of the policy: “African-Americans make up less than 15% of the U.S. population, but over 35% of abortions are performed on African American women.” According to the Center for Disease Control—hardly a pro-life organization—1400 black babies are aborted each day in America. That means over 438,000 African-Americans are sucked out of their mothers’ wombs and “disposed of” each year. Using that as a baseline, in the 36 years that Roe vs. Wade has been the law of the land 15,768,000 have been clinically disposed of. This is more than double the horrific holocaust that sent over 6 million Jews to their death at the hands of the Nazis! And yet, the intelligentsia applauds the notion of the expansion of this policy of death as “family planning” or “reproductive choice” to world’s vulnerable poor.

What is even more ironic is that the first black to hold this office is exporting death to countries to which he can trace his own heritage, sub-Saharan Africa and Indonesia. One wonders if this action reveals brokenness in the psyche of this great pretender. Does this deliberate call for planetary genocide of the most vulnerable bespeak an inner conflict with his tribal roots? If he can only kill enough of these traces of his past, will he finally find resolve between his white and black ancestry? One only wishes he was resolving his identity crisis on the psychiatrist’s couch and not with the free and deliberate misuse of the power of the presidency.

What a Difference 36 Years Makes

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T'was the Night before Electoral College Voting

T'was the Night before Electoral College voting
(The 14th of December if you are noting);

The ballots were all printed and placed with care,
In hopes that the end of the 2008 presidential contest would soon be there;

The 538 members of the Electoral College were asleep in their beds,
While visions of casting their ballots filled their heads;

Only someone in Hawaii’s Office of Records was stirring
In the dark of night inside this stately house
Moving quite stealthily was a man named “The Mouse”
Who was known for his skills in counterfeiting;

He was dressed all in black, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were purposely camouflaged with ashes and soot;
A bundle of tools he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a burglar just opening his pack.

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
He pulled out his plates from his large velvet sack--
Engraving tools, special paper and a Hawaii State Seal
Inks of bright colors, a signature book, optic enhancers—to name just a few; the purpose,
An election to seal
He had all his tools lined up for his task
His magnum opus, his mark on history, within grasp.

With the art of a master who excelled at his craft,
He chuckled with glee at what he would gain,
Cash and power that none could disdain;
For in his craftsman’s hand he held the key
The one thing that stood in the way of certain victory
A certificate of birth, with all of the luster
That would pass any test that Keyes and Berg could muster;

Once finished he filed the document under H
He cleared the area so nothing was disturbed
And laying a gloved hand on the door he left so quick
Not even the night watchman saw the light flick

He scampered away with his tools and his sack,
But unfortunately he didn’t watch his back.

Dateline December 15, 2008.
Manny “The Mouse” Fletcher found dead,
A single bullet to his head. No suspects.
Gang violence a possibility given his personal history.

And could be heard from the office of the president-elect,
I got the victory, so don’t mess with Barry.

Larry Summers Was Right

I know that 2005 seems like a century ago but in that scant amount of time what caused Larry Summers to be ridiculed proved prescient. In January 2005, William Saletan posted to the Slate blog the following:
“Larry Summers, the president of Harvard, suggested the other day that innate differences between the sexes might help explain why relatively few women become professional scientists or engineers. For this, he has been denounced—metaphorically, of course—as a Neanderthal. Alumni are withholding donations. Professors are demanding apologies. Some want him fired.”

We all know the rest of the story. He did get dismissed from the “fair and open-minded” Harvard University. But that ended up as a great career move. Now Summers is part of the One’s economic dream team. But the economy is not what this post is about.

As someone who defines herself as a conservative feminist, I am proud to say, ”Viva la difference!”
I like the fact that there are real men in the world who fight wars, play sports, swill beer and admire women. Those same men supported Sarah Palin because they saw in her a woman who wasn’t afraid of being a woman. They also liked the fact that she exercised her choices to learn how to hunt and fish, but still remained true to who she is, a mom, a wife, and a leader. It was only the metrosexual men in academia; you know the same ones who supported BHO and gay marriage. These guys wax their chests, legs and arms. They wear designer cologne and would never be caught dead in Cabela’s. They know how to order appletinis and foie gras, but could never figure out how to field dress a moose. So where am I going with this? Read on.

One of the keys to the selection of BHO for the American Idol president was the unmarried woman vote. As I have pondered this, I wondered what would cause this voting block to vote against a man’s man and a feminist. Then I heard of Summers’ appointment, it all flooded back to me. There are differences in the sexes. Unmarried women want someone to take care of them to free them, if you will, from the drudgery of work and provide for their every need. Well with the dating pool full of metros that won’t pay for anything and are more interested in getting the name of your manicurist than your contact info, it must have been the fantasy of a metrosexual who promised to take care of them. Not only did he sip lattes but he would pay their rent! He would also pay off their student loans; provide child care, gasoline, and a monthly clothing allowance. Now these women got to project their idea of the perfect man onto a candidate who was an empty screen waiting to be made into whatever you wanted him to be.

With the economy crashing in around them and no “bailout” for individuals on the horizon, I trust that the one-day stand and the day-after-the-night-before regrets will force women to act wiser in how they cast their votes in the future.