Monday, September 29, 2003

"In the midst of these pleasing ideas we should be unfaithful
to ourselves if we should ever lose sight of the danger to our
liberties if anything partial or extraneous should infect the
purity of our free, fair, virtuous, and independent elections.
If an election is to be determined by a majority of a single vote,
and that can be procured by a party through artifice or corruption,
the Government may be the choice of a party for its own ends,
not of the nation for the national good." --John Adams

Thursday, September 25, 2003

Read this great story about evading an officer. Tim, this ones for you :) Blog: Breakin' the Law

Tuesday, September 23, 2003

Why Fear an Armed Public?
by Larken Rose

The feds were raiding my home, not because I’m some violent criminal or terrorist, but because they don’t like me speaking my mind. Yet they were worried while doing their little terrorist stunt. If your job makes you fear gunfire from people who are not violent criminals, and if you routinely do things that you think might make the “common man” want to blow your damn head off, maybe what you’re doing isn’t good. (Personally, I avoid doing things that might make the average Joe want to kill me.) The reason tyrants are afraid of armed citizens is because tyrants do things which sometimes make people want to shoot them. (Duh.)

The Federalist - Historic Documents: "'Contemplate the mangled bodies of your countrymen, and then say, 'What should be the reward of such sacrifices?' ... If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude than the animating contest of freedom, go from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains sit lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that ye were our countrymen!' --Samuel Adams"

Friday, September 19, 2003

Vox Day: Massacre in America

Well, if even a deadly martial artist will freely admit that he is not capable of defending himself against an armed attack without a weapon, then what hope does the average American have?

None. Absolutely none. We are helpless.


Americans must remember We the People are sovereign. We have not only the right, but the responsibility to defend ourselves and our country.

"You have the God-given right to kick the government around. Don't hesitate to do so."
- Edmund Muske (From 9/11/68 in a speech given in South Bend, Indiana by former Secretary of State and then Senator of Maine)

Friday, September 12, 2003

Border Life A photo Blog about The US/Mexican border

Yesterday was hard because of all of the emotions of the day. So this morning I read this by Likeks and I realize why my life is so great. I have a family and we love each other. When 9/11 happened I was not married. I was 17 days away from getting engaged to the most beautiful woman in the world. She is my Soulmate, my Helpmate. Family brings it all around. Life is a good thing, dont waste it!

LILEKS (James) The Bleat: At some point you just tire of putting it all in solemn, respectful terms, and you think: this day just sucks and it?s always going to suck. Terrorism sucks. War sucks. Death sucks. Murder sucks even harder.

Then you?re home. Barky dog, happy daughter, lovely smiling wife. This lifts the spirits. A pizza helps. Play with Gnat; give Jasper a bath, which he endures better than he usually does. Sunset comes. It starts to rain.

It hasn?t rained here in seven weeks. The lawns are dead; the trees sag; even hardy evergreens have brown dead boughs. We need rain. And here it is: steady, calm, insistent. Health and life pouring back into the ground. It brings you back around; standing on the porch I thought: day's done, family's fine, and the trees are having a drink. I'm grateful for this.

Note to self: be grateful more often.

Thursday, September 11, 2003

I would agree that hate is not the answer. I don't hate the terrorists, but I do want to see them brought to justice. And we brought justice to our enemies as best we could.

My name is Robert. I was having breakfast at Joe Junior's in the West Village when a crowd starting to form outside. In short order, we learned the World Trade had suffered some catastrophe. After taking a look at the black gash in the facade of the building, I abandoned breakfast and ran to my apartment across the street and grabbed my camera. It was loaded and ready (I'd just gotton back from Florida several days before).
I snapped a few pictures and saw the second plane in my viewfinder. I snapped it instinctively. I had no idea it was going to hit the south tower.

My camera was trained on the towers when the second plane came into view. The picture I took of the airplane should be in the repository.
As viewed from the north, the plane appeared to vanish. When the building erupted in flame, I still had this "disconnect" in my mind and at first refused to believe the plane I'd just seen hit the building. After a few seconds when the sound wave reached us, it was fairly clear that was what happend.

After my first shot of the fireball, I was frozen like I was in a trance. Everything seemed to be happening in slow motion.
When the sound wave reached us (it sounded just like in the movies, only not so loud---then again, I was probably 2 miles away) brought me back to reality and I snapped this picture.

Meet Me In The Stairwell
by Stacey Randall

You say you will never forget where you were when you heard the news on September 11, 2001. Neither will I.

I was on the 110th floor in a smoke filled room with a man who called his wife to say "Good-Bye." I held his fingers steady as he dialed. I gave him the peace to say, "Honey, I am not going to make it, but it is OK...I am ready to go."

I was with his wife when he called as she fed breakfast to their children. I held her up as she tried to understand his words and as she realized he wasn't coming home that night.

I was in the stairwell of the 23rd floor when a woman cried out to Me for help. "I have been knocking on the door of your heart for 50 years!" I said. "Of course I will show you the way home - only believe in Me now."

I was at the base of the building with the Priest ministering to the injured and devastated souls. I took him home to tend to his Flock in Heaven. He heard my voice and answered.

I was on all four of those planes, in every seat, with every prayer. I was with the crew as they were overtaken. I was in the very hearts of the believers there, comforting and assuring them that their faith has saved them.

I was in Texas, Kansas, London. I was standing next to you when you heard the terrible news. Did you sense Me?

I want you to know that I saw every face. I knew every name-though not all know Me. Some met Me for the first time on the 86th floor.

Some sought Me with their last breath.

Some couldn't hear Me calling to them through the smoke and flames; "Come to Me... this way... take my hand." Some chose, for the final time, to ignore Me. But, I was there.

I did not place you in the Tower that day. You may not know why, but I do. However, if you were there in that explosive moment in time, would you have reached for Me?

September 11, 2001 was not the end of the journey for you. But someday your journey will end. And I will be there for you as well. Seek Me now while I may be found. Then, at any moment, you know you are "ready to go."

I will be in the stairwell of your final moments.


LILEKS (James) The Bleat

I’ve no doubt that if Seattle or Boston or Manhattan goes up in a bright white flash there will be those who blame it all on Bush. We squandered the world’s good will. We threw away the opportunity to atone, and lashed out. Really? You want to see lashing out? Imagine Kabul and Mecca and Baghdad and Tehran on 9/14 crowned with mushroom clouds: that’s lashing out. Imagine the President in the National Cathedral castigating Islam instead of sitting next to an Imam who's giving a homily. Mosques burned, oil fields occupied, smart bombs slamming into Syrian palaces. We could have gone full Roman on anyone we wanted, but we didn’t. And we won’t.


Paper, steel, furniture, plastic, people. The man who took the picture inhaled the dust of the dead. Somewhere lodged in the lung of a New Yorker is an atom that once belonged to a man who went to work two years ago and never came back. His widow dreads today, because people will be coming and calling, and she’ll have to insist that she’s okay. It's hard but last year was harder. The kids will be sad and distant, but they take their cues from her, and they sense that it's hard - but that last year was harder. But what really kills her, really really kills her, is knowing that the youngest one doesn’t remember daddy at all anymore. And she's the one who has his eyes.

Two years in; the rest of our lives to go.

Claire Wolfe - 09/11/2003: "9-11 2": "In all the Washingtonian and New Yorkian melodrama, hand-wringing, and scripture-quoting this morning, no politician dared name the truth: that four or five guns in the hands of airline passengers could have saved 3,000 lives two years ago.

Arming pilots isn't enough. And yet the administration stalls at taking even that small step. The administration that pretends to mourn while denying us even that much protection from evil, should taste gall and bile when it mouths its pious words of sorrow."

Wednesday, September 10, 2003

This is true. Read the article before you yell at me for posting it. I will be teaching my children to do what their parents did, wait to have sex until after the wedding. Its just better that way. Zero guilt, no tears, no regrets. I wish everything in life was that simple.

WorldNetDaily: Cure for AIDS: Abstinence: "The truth is, AIDS is without a doubt one of the most preventable deadly diseases in the history of this country. We know exactly how it's transmitted. We know exactly who is most at risk. We know exactly how to prevent it. We don't need a vaccine. The spread of AIDS is almost wholly the result of reckless behavior. "

Walter Williams: 'Click it or ticket': "'Click It or Ticket' represents another bold step along the road to serfdom. History knows of no totalitarian agenda where noble goals weren't used as justification. Nazis used 'for the good of the German Volk' and the Soviets used 'for the good of the proletariat' as their justification. Health and safety have become the American justification for attacks on liberty. "

You want optimism? Here it is. Thanks to Bill St Clair for the heads up.

John Ross’ Speech - IN MANY WAYS, THINGS ARE BETTER FOR US [GUN OWNERS] NOW THAN THEY EVER HAVE BEEN IN THE PAST.: "What can we expect twenty years from now in 2022? If current trends continue, we can expect several things. We will have nationwide concealed carry, and  indoor ranges will proliferate to satisfy the demand of urban-dwelling citizens (particularly women) who need to maintain their defensive skills.  New concealment holsters and concealment purses will appear. As more and more criminals commit their crimes while under the influence of new designer drugs, we will see more and more effective handgun ammunition developed for defense. Handguns will be smaller, lighter, more reliable and more powerful. They will be even more corrosion resistant, and they will have less recoil as more and more manufacturers incorporate integral muzzle brakes into new designs."
"The people in Canada, England, and Australia do not have a Constitution with a Bill of Rights. We do.  The People in Canada, England, and Australia now have confiscation because they first accepted full gun registration. We have refused, to the point of less than 1% compliance when registration has been forces on us by decree on individual types of guns. The people in England recently accepted the banning of handguns because by now, almost everyone in England’s gun culture has moved out of that country. There were only 50,000 handgun permit holders left in England, and most of the handguns there were .22 target pistols. We have over 100 MILLION centerfire handguns in our country, all suitable for defense. The people in Canada, England, and Australia have socialized medicine. We practically boiled in oil the politicians who tried to inflict socialized medicine on America."

Tuesday, September 09, 2003

"If you love wealth more than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, depart from us in peace. We ask not your counsel nor your arms. Crouch down and lick the hand that feeds you. May your chains rest lightly upon you and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen."

-- Samuel Adams

LIBERTY : "The people cannot delegate to government the power to do anything which would be unlawful for them to do themselves.

-- John Locke, 'A Treatise Concerning Civil Government' "

Monday, September 08, 2003

Sure I post current events on this blog but it really has more to do with my journey through life. When I first started to question what I had taken as fact about the income tax, it was easy to find all kinds of crazy stuff on the net. So I will try to go back through what changed mind on the issue. That was I posted the Patrick Henry speech. The question I want you to ask yourself is, what chains am I wearing? You need to answer because it is not something I can tell you. Here is another way of asking it, are you a coppertop? Discuss amongst yourselves. Good night.

I got to hear Vox Day being interviewed by Joe Farah today. Some good news, Vox's commentary is being syndicated. He is a very fasinating man. I look forward to seeing his new book from WND Books next year.

WorldNetDaily: Defining the left-right spectrum

Friday, September 05, 2003

Kim gives it straight, but with some language, beware of bad words. He is honest and I am right with him. I dont have the answers either! It is so frustrating. Almost makes me want to live in a cabin in the woods. But our family is placed where we are for a reason. We will follow where the Lord leads us.

Kim du Toit - Daily Rant:
"The truth is that most conservatives can only wish that Republicans were half as bad as the Democrats paint them. Instead, as I've said, the Republicans are by and large a miserable bunch of weasels.

Were the stakes not so high, I'd refuse to vote at all, in a flash.

My innate responsibility will not let me do that, and so I will probably vote Republican in 2004.

But I have to tell you: I really, really resent the fact that the Republicans know this about us conservatives, and cynically count on this to ensure that we vote for them.

After all, goes the Republican sneer, where else are you going to go?

Let me tell you, my weak-kneed little buddies: you really don't want to know the answer to that question.

Conservative patience is not limitless.

I remember reading about a passionate gun-rights guy who, back in 2000 planned to vote for Al Gore. When asked why he was going to do that, he replied: 'Because if the country's going to be disarmed, I'd rather it happened sooner or later, and because I'd rather fight that battle than have my son fight it.'

On a much larger scale, I know exactly how he felt.

I really wish that Samuel Adams, George Washington and their kind were here today. We need their help, badly. "

Which again brings me to the issue of the formation of a new party. Men like Samuel Adams, George Washington and Patrick Henry valued liberty more than power. And it is that power that corrupts. That is why our founders limited our form of government. Because they did not trust themselves with that power, and they would not trust posterity with it either. They believed that the fire of government must be contained within the hearth of the constitution. Well now we have bonfire that is out of control. Our house is on fire and we wonder why our backsides are freezing as we watch our house go up in flames. Thoughts?

"Reason and Ignorance, the opposites of each other, influence the great bulk of mankind. If either of these can be rendered sufficiently extensive in a country, the machinery of Government goes easily on. Reason obeys itself; and Ignorance submits to whatever is dictated to it."
-- Thomas Paine

Thursday, September 04, 2003


I love Drudge, you have to check out the way he posts stories, grabs your attention. Example? How he groups them together.


CBS Newsman Mike Wallace Suffers Head Injury Problems; Says Hearing, Sight Different After Fall...
Fox attacks girl in her bedroom...
Fox News gains, other news networks fall...


See, fox is not satisfied by gains, they have to attack little girls while they sleep at night!

So good! :)

Wednesday, September 03, 2003

Taken from the Google cache of Gordon Phillips:

Patrick Henry's famous "liberty or death" speech is perhaps the most stirring example of the original American commitment to individual liberty. However, the story behind Henry's passionate oration is largely untold. 

As a young Christian lawyer riding into Culpepper, Virginia in March of 1775, Patrick Henry had witnessed the brutal public flogging of a preacher. Tied to a whipping post in the middle of the town square, the preacher's back laid bloody and bare with the bones of his ribs showing. He had been scourged mercilessly like Jesus, with a leather whip laced with metal. 

What heinous crime, what foul act had this man committed to deserve such barbarous torture? He was one of twelve who were locked in jail because they refused to take a license from the Crown. Three days later, the martyred minister was again flogged -- this time, to death.

This was the incident which sparked Patrick Henry to write the famous words which later ignited the Revolution: "What is it that Gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know no what course others may take, but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!" He later made this a part of his famous speech which he delivered at Saint John's Episcopal Church in Williamsburg, Virginia.

Those who today apply for a marriage license, driver's license, fishing license, hunting license, occupational license, building permit, ad nauseam, would be well served to ponder the ramifications of their voluntary act.

Would that same executed preacher, were he alive today, rush to apply for a 501(c)(3) "exemption" from the IRS? How many churchgoers today are prepared to pay the price of true liberty when it's easier to just pass the plate and "write it off" next April 15th? 

When we contemplate the raw sacrifices made by so many of our nation's forebears, we are reminded that Patrick Henry did NOT exclaim "Give me liberty, or give me benefits!". It is remarkable how little the founders expected from the government they forged. 

Yet with over 100 million Americans currently receiving -- or living in the expectation of one day receiving -- Social Security, Medicare, Medicaid, food stamps, welfare vouchers, subsidized housing, free cheese and other Marxist forms of congressional welfarism, I think it only fair to call the 4th of July by its proper term: "Co-Dependence Day". 

Below is the full transcript of the great orator's legendary speech, followed by the observations of John Roane who was present and had the great pleasure of watching Patrick Henry deliver it. If Roane's remarks don't give you a lump in your throat, I don't know what will.


GIVE ME LIBERTY OR GIVE ME DEATH -- by Patrick Henry, March 23, 1775

"No man thinks more highly than I do of the patriotism, as well as the abilities of the very worthy gentlemen who have just addressed the house. But different men often see the same subject in different lights, and, therefore, I hope it will not be thought disrespectful to those gentlemen, if, entertaining as I do, opinions of a character very opposite to theirs, I should speak forth my sentiments freely, and without reserve. 

"This is no time for ceremony. The question before the house is one of awful moment to this country. Should I keep back my opinions at such a time, through fear of giving offense, I should consider myself as guilty of treason towards my country, and of an act of disloyalty toward the majesty of heaven, which I revere above all earthly kings. 

"Mister President, it is natural for man to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes against a painful truth - and listen to the song of that siren, till she transforms us into beasts. Is this the part of wise men, engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty? Are we disposed to be of the number of those, who having eyes, see not, and having ears, hear not, the things which so nearly concern their temporal salvation? 

"For my part, whatever anguish of spirit it may cost, I am willing to know the whole truth; to know the worst, and to provide for it. I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided; and that is the lamp of experience. I know of no way of judging the future but by the past. And judging by the past, I wish to know what there has been in the conduct of the British ministry for the last ten years, to justify those hopes with which gentlemen have been pleased to solace themselves and the house? 

"Is it that insidious smile with which our petition has been lately received? Trust it not, sir; it will prove a snare to your feet. Suffer not yourselves to be betrayed with a kiss. Ask yourselves how this gracious reception of our petition comports with those warlike preparations which cover our waters and darken our land. Are fleets and armies necessary to a work of love and reconciliation? Have we shown ourselves so unwilling to be reconciled that force must be called in to win back our love? 

"Let us not deceive ourselves, sir. These are the implements of war and subjugation - the last arguments to which kings resort. I ask gentlemen, sir, what means this martial array, if its purpose be not to force us to submission? Can gentlemen assign any other possible motive for it? Has Great Britain any enemy in this quarter of the world, to call for all this accumulation of navies and armies? No sir, she has none. They are meant for us; they can almost be meant for no other. They are sent over to bind and rivet upon us those chains, which the British ministry have been so long forging. And what have we to oppose them? 

"Shall we try argument? Sir, we have been trying that for the last ten years. Have we anything new to offer upon the subject? Nothing. We have held the subject up in every light of which it was capable; but it has been all in vain. Shall we resort to entreaty and humble supplication? What terms shall we find that we have not already exhausted? Let us not, I beseech you, sir, deceive ourselves longer. 

"Sir, we have done every thing that could be done, to avert the storm which is now coming on. We have petitioned - we have remonstrated - we have supplicated - we have prostrated ourselves before the throne, and have implored its interposition to arrest the tyrannical hands of the ministry and parliament. Our petitions have been slighted; our remonstrances have produced additional violence and insult; our supplications have been disregarded; and we have been spurned, with contempt, from the foot of the throne. 

"In vain, after these things, we may indulge the fond hope of peace and reconciliation. There is no longer any room for hope. If we wish to be free - if we mean to preserve inviolate those inestimable privileges for which we have been so long contending - if we mean not basely to abandon the noble struggle in which we have been so long engaged, and which we have pledged ourselves never to abandon, until the glorious object of our contest shall be obtained - we must fight! - I repeat, sir, we must fight! An appeal to arms and to the God of Hosts is all that is left us! 

"They tell us, sir, that we are weak - unable to cope with so formidable an adversary. But when shall we be stronger? Will it be next week or the next year? Will it be when we are totally disarmed, and when a British guard shall be stationed in every house? Shall we gather strength by irresolution and inaction? Shall we acquire the means of effectual resistance by lying supinely on our backs, and hugging the delusive phantom of hope, until our enemies shall have bound us hand and foot? 

"Sir, we are not weak, if we make a proper use of those means the God of Nature hath placed in our power. Three millions of people armed in the holy cause of liberty, and in such a country as that which we possess, are invincible by any force which our enemy can send against us. Besides, sir, we shall not fight our battles alone. There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations; and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us. 

"The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave. Besides, sir, we have no election. If we are base enough to desire it, it is now too late to retire from the contest. There is no retreat, but in submission and slavery! Our chains are forged. Their clanking may heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable - and let it come! I repeat, sir, let it come! It is in vain, sir to extenuate the matter. 

"Gentlemen may cry, peace, peace - but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it the gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God - I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!"

Observations of John Roane who was present and witnessed the speech: 

"You remember, sir, the conclusion of the speech, so often declaimed in various ways by schoolboys, 'Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it Almighty God! I know not what course others may take, but as for me, give me liberty, or give me death!' 

"He gave each of these words a meaning which is not conveyed by the reading or delivery of them in the ordinary way. When he said, 'Is live so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery?' he stood in the attitude of a condemned galley slave, loaded with fetters, awaiting his doom. His form was bowed; his wrists were crossed; his manacles were almost visible as he stood like an embodiment of helplessness and agony. 

"After a solemn pause, he raised his eyes and chained hands towards heaven, and prayed, in words and tones which thrilled every heart, 'Forbid it Almighty God!' He then turned towards the timid loyalists of the house, who were quaking with terror at the idea of the consequences of participating in proceedings which would be visited with the penalties of treason by the British crown; and he slowly bent his form yet nearer to earth, and said, 'I know not what course others may take,' and he accompanied the words with his hands still crossed, while he seemed to be weighted down with additional chains. The man appeared transformed into an oppressed, heart-broken, and hopeless felon. 

"After remaining in this posture of humiliation long enough to impress the imagination with the condition of the colony under the iron heel of military despotism, he arose proudly, and exclaimed, 'but as for me,' -- and the words hissed through his clenched teeth, while his body was thrown back, and every muscle and tendon was strained against the fetters which bound him, and, with his countenance distorted by agony and rage, he looked for a moment like Lacoon in a death struggle with coiling serpents; then the loud clear, triumphant notes, 'give me liberty' electrified the assembly. 

"It was not a prayer, but a stern demand, which would submit to no refusal or delay. The sound of his voice, as he spoke these memorable words, was like that of a Spartan paean on the Field of Plataea, and, as each syllable of the word 'liberty' echoed through the building, his fetters were shivered; his arms were hurled apart, and the links of his chains were scattered to the winds. 

"When he spoke the word 'liberty' with an emphasis never given it before, his hands were open, and his arms elevated and extended; his countenance was radiant; he stood erect and defiant; while the sound of his voice and the sublimity of his attitude made him appear a magnificent incarnation of Freedom, and express all that can be acquired or enjoyed by nations and individuals invincible and free. 

"After a momentary pause, only long enough to permit the echo of the word 'liberty' to cease, he let his left hand fall powerless to his side, and clenched his right hand firmly, as if holding a dagger with the point aimed at his breast. He stood like a Roman senator defying Caesar, while the unconquerable spirit of Cato of Utica flashed from every feature, and he closed the grand appeal with the solemn words, 'or give me death!' which sounded with the awful cadence of a hero's dirge, fearless of death, and victorious in death, and he suited the action to the word by a blow upon the left breast with the right hand, which seemed to drive the dagger to the patriot's heart."

Tuesday, September 02, 2003

A must read by Vox Day. Vox has really helped me over this year as I have been making the move from Republican to Libertarian thinking.

WorldNetDaily: Christian and Libertarian: "The basic principle of Libertarianism is not anarchic. There are real limits. My free will ends where yours begins. Neither the community nor I have any claim whatsoever on your property or your life, and a libertarian legal system would be structured around that principle. Do not be misled by the false 'pro-choice' rhetoric of the infanticidal abortionettes; when one individual decides the fate of another, it is nothing more than the ancient law of tooth and claw. Still, their very terminology is the homage vice pays to virtue. "