Nice Surprise

It would appear that I have been linked by another blog. I was going over some of my sitemeter stats and I found traffic coming from a blog called Coordinated Illumination so I went over to see what was what. Any blog that has a beautiful photograph of the USS New Jersey up top gets an automatic nod from me, so go take a look.

Still Trying

Well, I wrote my Congresscritter today and asked him to stay out of healthcare. Too bad he's a socialist. I wonder if they fully understand the stakes involved here? You see, there are many out there who believe that a civil war is looming on the horizon. Indeed, while I still fervently pray I will never see such a horror in my lifetime, I am afraid that I too hear the beating of the war drums in the distance.

I know that many believe that the final trigger will be a gun control related issue. That the government will have the BATFEieio go just a touch too far. I believe that the trigger is going to be healthcare. You see, people seem to have forgotten that one of the provisions of obambicare is that all citizens....excuse me, subjects, WILL purchase healthcare as provided by the regime. No matter that this violates ALL of the founding documents of this country, you will do it if you know what's good for you and if you don't, then they fine you. If you don't pay the fine, it's 5 years in prison.

Let's look at that final statement one more time. If you don't buy their healthcare and you don't pay the fine, you go to prison. Take a moment and digest that folks because that will be the trigger point on the next civil war.

Imagine will you? It's 2 AM and you're all snug in your bed when suddenly, the door explodes inwards and government thugs enter to take you off to the gulag because you haven't paid your fines for refusing to purchase the blatantly unconstitutional mandated healthcare. Do you really think that every person they try this on is going to go without putting up a fight? What exactly do you think is going to happen when the thugs kick in someone's door and exterminate the family dog in the kitchen? It's 2 AM, you were just sleeping. How many of you, out of pure reflex, are going to go for the handgun on the nightstand? Since these thugs usually wear black and conceal their faces behind masks, how many of you are going to be able to identify them in time to stop yourself from blowing their jackbooted asses straight to hell? Can you say instant firefight?

Now wait just one minute more and picture this in your mind if you will. How many of you are going to be sitting there waiting for them? After the first few arrests, how many people do they think they're actually going to take by surprise? How long do you think it will be before this really and truly descends to a true civil war with all of it's attendant bloodshed and horror? Is this both gloomy and horrifying? You better damn well bet it is. It won't get too much more horrifying than this.

We still have a chance to stop this madness from becoming more than something to worry about. Stay on your elected officials. Don't let them forget for a second that this nation is supposed to be governed by We the People and We the People are really tired of the crap that's happening in Washington DC. Never stop, never rest because I fear that the very fate of our Republic is in grave danger and the final kill shot to liberty will not be the bang of a government thug's weapon being fired at a citizen, but the silence of those that lacked the courage to speak.

Merry Christmas

A Christmas Poem for All Americans

The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.

Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree, I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve.

My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.

The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know,
Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.

My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.

A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.

"What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!"
"Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"

For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts,
To the window that danced with a warm fire's light,
Then he sighed and he said, "It's really all right,
I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night."

"It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.
No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.

My dad stood his watch in the jungles of 'Nam,
And now it's my turn and so, here I am.
I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile."

Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white and blue. . . an American flag.
"I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home,
I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother
who stand at the front against any and all,
to ensure for all time that this flag will not fall.
So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."

"But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you've done,
For being away from your wife and your son"
Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
"Just tell us you love us, and never forget
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone.
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled
is payment enough, and with that we will trust.
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."

Michael Marks
December 7, 2000

H/T Smalles Minority

Oh My

You have probably seen the video of the house that synchronized it's Christmas lights to the music of Trans-Siberian Orchestra. Have you ever wondered what it would look like if an entire neighborhood did it? Theo Spark has posted the answer.

Thoughts

So, it's the Winter Solstice, I hope it's a happy one for those who follow that path. In fact, no matter what spiritual path you follow, I wish joy and happiness to you and your family for this Christmas Season. If you must travel, arrive and return in safety and with a minimum of stress.

I Couldn't Agree More

I found this video in my daily surfing and I thought I would share it with all of you. I'm glad to see a main stream news source actually come out and say this.

Play it again Sam

Suck it Army

Navy has won a service academy-record 15 consecutive games against Army and Air Force. Its last loss to a service academy was against the Falcons in 2002.

The Mids are one win shy of tying their single-season record (1905, 2004), but this one wasn't a rout like so many of Navy's wins in the series this decade. The Mids outscored the Black Knights 78-3 the last two years, including a 34-0 victory last season. H/T Fox Sports

Christmas Poem for Our Soldiers

I bumped into this while chasing a link this morning and I thought I would share it.

H/T Theo Spark

Remember

Hell Yes

I found this over at the Smallest Minority. We need a couple hundred copies of this guy to take over congress.