April 28, 2012

You could have heard a pin drop


Today's my birthday, but rather than bore my ten readers with woes of aging and the benefits of becoming a senior citizen, I think I'd rather pass on some stories my father recently sent me in e-mail. History is a harsh taskmistress. Her lessons are absolute and every test is a final.

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You could have heard a pin drop

JFK'S Secretary of State, Dean Rusk, was in France in the early 60's when DeGaulle decided to pull out of NATO. DeGaulle said he wanted all US Military out of France as soon as possible.

Rusk responded, "Does that include those who are buried here?"

DeGaulle did not respond.

You could have heard a pin drop.

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When in England, at a fairly large conference, Colin Powell was asked by the Archbishop of Canterbury if our plans for Iraq were just an example of "empire building" by George Bush.

He answered by saying, "Over the years, the United States has sent many of its fine young men and women into great peril to fight for freedom beyond our borders. The only amount of land we have ever asked for is enough to bury those who could not return."

You could have heard a pin drop.

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There was a conference in France where a number of international engineers were taking part, including French and American. During a break, one of the French engineers came back into the room saying, "Have you heard the latest dumb stunt Bush has done? He has sent an aircraft carrier to Indonesia to help the tsunami victims. What does he intend to do, bomb them?"

A Boeing engineer stood up and replied quietly, "Our carriers have three hospitals on board that can treat several hundred people. They are nuclear powered and can supply emergency electrical power to shore facilities. They have three cafeterias with the capacity to feed 3,000 people three meals a day. They can produce several thousand gallons of fresh water from sea water each day. And they carry half a dozen helicopters for use in transporting victims and injured to and from their flight deck. We have eleven such ships. How many does France have?"

You could have heard a pin drop.

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A U.S. Navy Admiral was attending a naval conference that included Admirals from the U.S., English, Canadian, Australian and French Navies. At a cocktail reception, he found himself standing with a large group of officers that included personnel from most of those countries. Everyone was chatting away in English as they sipped their drinks but a French admiral suddenly complained that, whereas Europeans learn many languages, Americans learn only English. He then asked, "Why is it that we always have to speak English in these conferences rather than speaking French?"

Without hesitating, The American Admiral replied, "Maybe it's because the Brit's, Canadians, Aussie's and Americans arranged it so you wouldn't have to speak German."

You could have heard a pin drop.

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Robert Whiting, an elderly gentleman of 83, arrived in Paris by plane. At French Customs, he took a few minutes to locate his passport in his carry on.

"You have been to France before, monsieur?" the much younger customs officer asked sarcastically. Mr. Whiting admitted that he had indeed been to France previously.

"Then you should know enough to have your passport ready."

The American said, "The last time I was here, I didn't have to show it."

"Impossible. Americans always have to show their passports on arrival in France!"

The American senior gave the young Frenchman a long hard look. Then he quietly explained, "Well, when I came ashore at Omaha Beach on D-Day in 1944 to help liberate this country I couldn't find a single Frenchman to show my passport to."

You could have heard a pin drop.

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April 27, 2012

Ellie May Challis


There are some stories that I can add nothing to. Her story is one of them.

Carbon Fiber Gear Blog: Ellie May Challis


April 25, 2012

Obama: All in the Company


Wayne Madsen: The Story of Obama

Click on the link. Read the .pdf

If anyone at all in the media had been doing their job then back in 2007 this file would have been released in every single newspaper, magazine, and television news report possible.

Yes, the media lies to you. All of them. Even your personal favorite. They lie to you because sometimes telling the truth will get them killed, or even worse, discredited and humiliated.


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Here's the problem, you are an American activist concerned with civil wars in Africa. Children are being forced into sexual slavery, militia service, and other unsavory occupations all in the name of "development". Many of the groups doing this are backed with either CIA, KGB, or PRC intelligence money, intel, weapons, and logistics. By and large, the groups have little or no loyalty to their first world allies. Most of the real power structure is strictly tribal, meaning that the only real effect of all that foreign money is modern versions of ancient tribal wars. In your eyes, the real victims are the children.

So what do you do? Well, if your name is Samantha Powers then you and Gareth Evans co-author a report to the United Nations Human Rights Commission with the title, "The Responsibility to Protect: Ending Mass Atrocity Crimes Once and for All". Based on that report, you collect money from a wide variety of groups, both governmental and non-governmental, then you set about working to transform the United Nations from a forum for international negotiation into a genuine global government. To accomplish this you create an NGO with the name "International Coalition for the Responsibility to Protect".

Unfortunately, some of those backers have their own reasons for supporting you, reasons that have nothing to do with ending child soldiers and sex slaves and everything to do with undermining sovereign governments in stable nations in order to create even more chaos. So when I encounter both the report above and the one below within hours of one another, then I know for a fact that the globalists have opened another offensive in their drive to create a global socialist dictatorship.

Patriot Update: Samantha Powers appointed "Atrocities Czar"


April 20, 2012

The Zen of Happy Music, or, How I learned to love the ukulele


In the spring of 2009 I went to Hawaii with my family. We try to visit Hawaii at least once a year because we used to live there. My wife and I were married in Hawaii and that is where we lived for the first year and a half of our marriage. Naturally, Hawaii holds a special place in our hearts. During the 2009 visit I noticed a sudden proliferation of ukulele shops. Now, don't get me wrong. There have always been many ukulele shops in Hawaii, but almost none of them were in Waikiki or other touristy areas (which is where we mostly hang out nowadays because everything is so convenient). Instead, they were in back alleys, hidden alcoves, and even people's livingrooms! Music stores where the locals buy guitars and drums and whatnot have always had ukulele displays, but those stores are low volume dealers who always locate in low rent districts. Not this time.

During that spring of 2009 visit I found a new ukulele shop had opened in the Kalia Tower of the Hilton Hawaiian Village. This was quite a shock to me because rents in the Village are not cheap. I ducked in to look around and discovered that the cheapest instrument in the shop was $600! Their top model at the time was over $2500 and on my most recent visit they had a $6000 ukulele displayed! This was a huge shock for me. I had never considered the ukulele to be anything more than a curious child's toy. The ABC Stores have always carried cheap ukuleles designed to display as souvenirs, but nothing like the quality instruments on display at this corner shop in the Kalia Tower. As the day went on and we walked up and down Kalakaua Avenue, I noticed that the shop in Kalia Tower was not the exception. There were several new shops specializing in custom and semi-custom ukulele. Even the shops specializing in crafts and wood furniture had begun to offer a couple ukulele models!

That evening I mentioned to my wife and son this curious ukulele shop. I mentioned that I was wondering if I had misjudged the humble ukulele. I have seen countless locals strumming away on the beaches of Oahu, Maui, and the Big Island. For example, I once came across a bonfire on a beach near Lahaina with a couple dozen locals all sitting around drinking beer and strumming old Hawaiian songs. Even though they told me they were professional musicians working at one of the local luaus, I still hadn't realized the musical potential of the ukulele. As I explained to my wife and son, to my mind it had never been more than a local folk instrument. I wondered aloud if maybe I should take some ukulele lessons. After all, I'd always wanted to learn music.

They both laughed at me. Granted, they often laugh at my oddball musings and ideas, it was still clear they thought the whole idea ludicrous. My son even suggested, "Why don't you just learn to play guitar? At least it's a real instrument!"

So a couple years later, March of 2011 to be exact, I wandered into Larry's Music Center in Wooster. Two hours later I walked out with an Alvarez Regent Series acoustic guitar, a handful of books, and three months worth of lessons. The lessons were so much fun that in the May of 2011 I bought a Fender "Squier" Classic Vibe Telecaster Thinline so that I could move into electric guitar as well as acoustic. I still don't play either guitar well, naturally, but learning music on the guitar has been one of the most rewarding and entertaining hobbies I have ever gotten involved in.

Then fate walked in and slapped me upside the head. In July of 2011 I noticed the ukulele display at Larry's Music Center. I don't know if it was there all along and I just hadn't noticed or if he added them that summer. I do know the cheapest one was a Lanikai that sold for a lot less than $100! In my head I could see the $20 ukulele I'd bought at ABC stores the year before (an instrument I would never dare try to tune and play because it's not designed for it) as well as the $600 "entry" model sold at the ukulele shop in the Kalia Tower. This was neither of those, and yet, it was a real instrument for less money than I have spent on dinner on more than one occasion. It took me another month or two, but I finally broke down and bought the concert size model Lanikai LU-21C for $99.

That did it! Something inside me just broke down and started smiling. Whatever it was, it's been smiling ever since! That little Lanikai was like some kind of magic instrument. I could not put it down. I was strumming on it while watching television, while waiting for videos to download, while watching my dinner cook. I did not know a single chord or note, but I could not put it down! I finally started taking it into my lessons instead of my guitars. There is something entirely too magical about a ukulele. This is an instrument designed for one purpose and one purpose only: to make people smile! I finally wore it out in mid-October. Two days before I was set to fly off to Tokyo again it started buzzing. That was when I noticed the bridge had started to lift off of the sound board. The buzzing sound was being caused by the bridge vibrating at a different frequency than the sound board.

That sent me into a panic. I wanted to practice while I was in Tokyo. Portability was half the reason I'd talked myself into buying a ukulele in the first place! I called up Brad at Larry's. He said to bring it in and he'd see if he could get it replaced. Well, that would still leave me either lugging a guitar out of the country through three airports and back again, or not carrying an instrument at all. I had been having a ton of fun, so I broke down and bought the Fender Nohea he had just gotten in a few weeks before. It was a Tenor size, a bit larger than my Lanikai, which turned out to be rather nice. Some of the chords that my fingers simply would not play on the concert-size Lanikai were a breeze to play on the Fender! The Fender also had a deeper tone, which was nice. Not as spunky as the Lanikai, but still happy and breezy. Playing the Fender in Japan convinced me that I needed to break down and get a real ukulele. Something with quality, character, and a distinctive tone. So I started hunting the internet.

By the time I returned to Ohio I knew what I wanted. It was relatively inexpensive, but still a professional level instrument. It came with a passive electric pickup, so I could plug it in on jam nights or at an open mic event and get good sound from it. The wood was very unique, available in only small quantities, and had a reputation for creating a buttery, homey sound that moved the ukulele into a completely different emotional zone than it had traditionally occupied. As a bonus, Lanikai made one, which meant Larry's could get it for me without too much trouble.

When I got back to Ohio I picked up my replacement Lanikai LU-21C. The company had been more than happy to replace it. Apparently in the ukulele world customer service is still a high priority! When I picked it up I told Brad I was going to put it in my case and never play it. I wouldn't even tune it. For my lessons and practice sessions I would use the Fender, but the real goal was to trade in the LU-21C on a Lanikai Spalted Mango SM-CE Concert-size Acoustic/Electric Ukulele, so would he please order me one? He pointed out he had a Monkey Pod ukulele in stock for about the same price, and the Monkey Pod version came with an active pickup/pre-amp/tuner module already built in. The Monkey Pod is a very nice ukulele, but my heart was set on the Spalted Mango, so he ordered one for me.

It finally came in during the first week of December. I picked it up on December 8, 2011. It has since become my primary instrument. It sounds wonderful, almost harp-like. The passive pickup works so well it sounds even better amplified than it does naturally, regardless of whether I use an amp designed specifically for acoustic instruments or plug it into the "clean" channel on an amp designed for electric guitars. I've even played it on a couple jam nights down at the Ugly Duck! It breaks clearly through the PA system, rising above the sounds of half a dozen electric guitars and a couple basses to reveal all my mistakes and missed chords to everyone in the house! So far, nobody's laughed at me, so either they didn't notice or they were just being polite.

And that is how I learned to love the ukulele. I still have my guitars, and I still practice with them regularly, but when I just want to make some happy-sounding music and put a smile on my face, I grab my ukulele and start strumming!



April 15, 2012

Susie Brown and the JaneDear Girls


The modern world is amazing sometimes. Already young people are taking things for granted that were completely unimaginable when I was their age. One of the reasons that in their naivete they march on Wall Street and demand their student loans be forgiven is because they don't know of a world where Wall Street is so far away it might as well be in a foreign country and a bank loan is a bond more binding than a contract with the devil. The world has changed immensely over the course of my life, and the past decade has been the most tumultuous by far.

About a year ago, this video showed up on YouTube. It featured two young women who I'd never heard of before performing a wonderful country tune about growing up wild and free. I stumbled across it a couple weeks after it went live, liked it immensely, and posted it to Facebook. Since then I've posted it to Twitter and Facebook probably a dozen times. I can't help it. This is one of the most entertaining music videos I have ever seen. It is magical in ways that I'd come to believe the music industry had long forgotten. The old truck, the classical fifties-style clothes, the bluegrass sound, all work together in perfect harmony to carry a story of innocence, fun-loving flirtation, and clean country living.

Now in my day and age professional performers were like divine beings living on an astral plane unapproachable by the common man. I never liked it, but I accepted it because that was just the ways things were. So imagine my shock when I log onto Twitter this morning and find that Susie Brown, the lead singer in the video above, has subscribed to my Twitter feed! In the world where I grew up, that just plain did not happen. It was completely impossible to even imagine a country star of her caliber taking an interest in the random postings of a random fan like me. What an amazing world the internet has created!

Susie Brown's Twitter feed took me to her Facebook page, and her Facebook page took me to her personal YouTube channel. Along the way I learned she's been playing fiddle since she was four, she has mastered five chordophonic instruments, and her mother died of cancer when she was sixteen. Reading about her mother broke my heart. Cancer stories always do. But then I found this on her YouTube channel.

The music a person likes reveals much about that person and an honest performer reveals more about themselves as a person than they sometimes care to admit. John Denver, for example, spent his life an advocate for environmentalism. He also had a love of personal planes and owned several. The paradox of these two divergent issues is something his environmental activism tried to overlook, but it always struck me a bit odd when on the same album one song was talking about the oneness of all creation and the other was talking about flying into the backwoods of Alaska in his own plane. I still love his music though, and I probably always will.

In a similar fashion, when Susie Brown sings this old Judd's song, she's not singing to her grandparents or great-grandparents. Her voice and her body clearly show she is singing to and about her mother. I cannot imagine a greater testimony to a lost parent than to assign them the role of guardian angel. She and her mother must have been very close.

And in the end, that is the most amazing aspect of life in this modern world. We have achieved a level of social cohesion and genuine democracy that Karl Marx and his ilk could never imagine. This world, where a country star stumbles across an ordinary fan's daily life and likes it enough to follow, is far and away the most egalitarian civilization humanity has ever known. This post will be read by people in Finland, Russia, China, Germany, France, Holland, America, Japan, Kenya, South Korea, South Africa, Australia, and dozens of other countries. I know this for a fact because Blogger keeps track of page hits and updates me daily. And now all of those people are going to learn who Susie Brown is, who the JaneDear girls are, and how to follow their career on Facebook, Twitter, and YouTube.

I don't know how many new fans this post will bring them, but I hope it's hundreds!


April 14, 2012

Better than hoped, but vigilance is never wasted


So far, there are no reports of great damage or casualties coming from the catastrophic weather zones predicted yesterday. This is a good thing. Tornado watches and warnings will continue through the night and possibly into tomorrow, so please stay vigilant!

Beyond that, the usual stuff that does not bear repeating. It's like the headlines are photocopies from 1938 Berlin. Unfortunately, I'm not sure which of the demogogues currently filling the internet and airwaves with bile is the Hitler of our day. Such things are never clear until it's too late and the damage has been done.


April 13, 2012

Stay home tomorrow, please?


Everyone just east of the Continental Divide needs to stay close to a good tornado shelter tomorrow. The NOAA is predicting catastrophic storms along a wide front stretching from Oklahoma to Iowa.

NOAA: Catastrophic Storm Warning for 4/14/2012



April 11, 2012

The Coming Race War


If you want to create a race war in the United States, then this is exactly the step you would take to get one started:

CNS: U.N. Official Calls for Reparations in Trayvon Martin Case

I hope you've stocked up on food, water, medical supplies, and ammo. The "civil rights" movement in America has now become the driving force behind the civil war that has been trying to break out for the past five years. Now, instead of a simple political strife between federalists and state's rights individualists, we will be facing an irrational struggle to "free" an "oppressed" people who have not suffered any real oppression for at least half a century. Even then, the oppression was limited to a handful of southern states. Blacks in America have been a free people ever since the Emancipation Proclamation was published on January 1, 1863. They have been free to move when they felt uncomfortable or had trouble finding work. They have been free to leave cities and states that treated them like animals. Nothing has stopped them from abandoning the inner city and moving to places with better jobs, better schools, and better communities. Nothing except inner city black culture which demands someone else solve their problems for them.

Keep in mind, this idiocy over Trayvon Martin and George Zimmerman can be, and already has been, used to justify backpedaling on the reversal of unconstitutional restrictions on firearm ownership that has taken place over the past two decades. If the civil rights establishment and their supporters among liberal progressives, communists, globalists, and other collectivist organizations can create enough tension to cause American cities to erupt in gunfire, then they can justify both the imposition of the U.N. Small Arms Trade Treaty and the elimination of American sovereignity in the name of "peace and order from the chaos".

Those same people I have spent five years talking about are still there and still intent on destroying the last bastion of freedom in order to restore their hereditary rights and privileges. Their goal of reducing us to peasant farmers for a "sustainable future" would be greatly accelerated by a race war in America. The move to force Florida to arrest George Zimmerman without any real evidence of unlawful conduct while ignoring daily black on black (as well as black on white) violence in every state in the nation is not an accident. Nor is it simple greed seeking out extreme stories to improve ratings and advertising revenues. There are people dedicated to destroying your freedom and they are seizing this opportunity to push forward their agenda.

This is the year when you and I are forced to choose between a collectivist future with a strong centralized government that dictates how we conduct our daily lives or a nearly anarchist society where success and failure are equally possible. What is the role of government? Do you need a king or queen to tell you how to live? Do you want the government to protect your private property or tell you how to use it? What is more important to you, a fat government contract for your small business or the elimination of taxes and regulations that make it impossible to succeed? Do you want to live in a Christian nation where every religion imaginable is allowed to practice freely or in a secular nation where all forms of religion are considered a form of insanity?

Not only must you face these choices. It is entirely possible that before the year is out you will have to fight to defend your choice. You may even find yourself imprisoned or facing execution for that choice. History is very clear on this point. Once the collectivists sense an opportunity to grab power they will slaughter millions in order to achieve it.


April 01, 2012

Even worse than a conspiracy


Countless conspiracy theories enjoy global acceptance. Some of them are very old and some of them are very new. All of them contain a grain of truth. Most of them arise because some event shatters the collective unconscious, forcing a given society into a mass change of some kind. Consider for example, the ancient conspiracy of Freemason intervention in our daily life. No one can be certain when the Freemasons began, partly because there are at least three different groups that in the past have called themselves "Freemasons" and all three of these groups have drawn their inspiration from the same Biblical passages. As a result, all three have held similar beliefs and have used similar iconography. The most widespread Freemason group, and the one most people recognize as Freemasons, probably began in Scotland in the 12th Century. Originally an investment club founded by a small group of hereditary nobles looking for ways to preserve their family fortunes, today their membership numbers in the tens of millions and ecompasses two different groups, Freemasons and Shriners.

From time to time down through history, small factions within the Freemasons have worked together to bring about change. Their membership in the Freemasons brought them together, provided them an opportunity to share their ideas about how to make the world a better place, and gave them a common vocabulary for designing realistic plans to bring about that change. Most of America's founding fathers were Freemasons. The sense of unity and camaraderie Freemason membership gave them provided the platform that brought them together and insured their loyalty to one another during the darkest hours of the Revolution. Freemason ritual and theology shaped their worldviews, their shared reading habits, and the nature of the nation they created. To say otherwise is to deny the simple reality of real men who sacrificed everything so that you and I could elect our Representatives, influence the election of our President, and control the political monster that every nation depends on to prevent anarchy. Their Freemason membership led directly to their belief in the sovereignty of the common man as opposed to the sovereignty of a ruling monarch.

However, this does not mean the global Freemasons are some kind of evil conspiracy group working to control the future. If they were, then the most likely outcome would be a global government that has more in common with the Constitutional Democratic Republic model than the pseudo-dictatorship with delusions of creating a global worker's paradise that is currently housed in the United Nations and the European Union.

What brought America's founding fathers together and gave them confidence was a shared worldview. True, that worldview was profoundly influenced by Freemasonry, but it was not defined by Freemasonry. It was defined by the works of John Locke, Charles de Montesquieu, and Alexis de Tocqueville. The founding father's shared worldview gave us the first and only nation in the history of our world to define the people as sovereign and the government as a servant. That conceptualization was lost in the decades leading up to the Civil War as more and more people demanded the federal government end slavery. War, oppression, mass slaughter of civilians, draconian courts, and political imprisonment, are all the exact opposite of the rule of law bequethed to us by our founding fathers. These horrors are the inevitable result of people surrendering their sovereignty to a political authority on the assumption that the collective demands of a sovereign government are morally superior to the needs of any one individual. Once that surrender has taken place, the government no longer serves the people. Instead, it becomes their master and dictates to them their morality, their worldview, and every detail of their daily life. Failure to conform means imprisonment or death.

It will not take a conspiracy to reduce our nation to civil war, mass imprisonment, and mass slaughter. Instead, it takes something even more insidious and far more evil. When we as a sovereign people surrender our power to our political leaders and accept a tyranny, when our individual worldview shifts away from seeing ourselves as sovereign individuals and into depending on sovereign politicians, then our society as a whole changes and there can be only one result.

Consider the State of California. I was born in San Francisco. Most of my youth was spent in either Los Angeles or the Napa Valley. Over the course of my lifetime the worldview of many Californians has changed. Even some of my friends from high school have changed and they do not realize how far they have come from where they began. The shift began on May 2, 1967. On that day a group of armed Black Panthers marched up to the steps of the capitol building in Sacremento to present their demands for greater civil rights. The irony that everyone at the time overlooked was that California was not a deeply segregated state. Blacks, whites, hispanics, and asians lived side by side in every major city and in most smaller ones. They worked together, they ate together in restaurants, they drank together in bars, they went to church together. Many small businesses were owned and operated by non-whites, and many local governments were composed of non-whites working side by side with whites. If there was an oppressed minority it would be the white supremacists such as Neo-Nazis and the KKK. People who held to a white supremacist worldview were considered to be dangerous radicals prone to violence who could not be trusted. California was quite possibly the least segregated state in the nation.

Shortly after that day the very first anti-gun law passed in the State Legislature. It was specifically designed to disarm blacks as a race. White residents fled inner city communities in fear, moving into the suburbs or even nearby farm communities. Radical black civil rights activist groups, inspired by television and news reports of armed Black Panthers standing on the capitol steps, formed in every major city. Through underground newspapers, community meetings, hijacked church services or townhalls, and a dizzying variety of military style uniforms, they created a sense of terror that drove non-blacks out of inner city neighborhoods in Los Angeles, Oakland, Sacremento, San Jose, and dozens of other cities. Their "information" campaigns led to black families treating their local schools and homes with contempt as the self image of millions shifted from free and independent, hardworking people into oppressed, psuedo-slaves who needed another Emancipation Proclamation to gain equality with whites. By 1970 black militants had achieved what a century of participation in the American nation had not, true segregation in California cities. The "gay rights" movement quickly organized on the heels of the black militant's success. La Raza joined the frey in the 1980s. California, once a beacon of freedom and equality, has now become a patchwork of divided communities at war with one another, all of them demanding the State government cater to their perceived lack of rights by forcing "rich white heterosexual men" into submission. The people of California have wholly and completely surrendered their individual sovereignty to the state and as a result, the economy has crashed, the cities are filled with violent crime, more people derive their income from the state than from honest work, and addictive behavior runs rampant. It is no coincidence that California has the largest permanent prison population in the nation. Nor is it surprising that the vast majority of those prisoners are non-whites who resorted to violent crime when the state failed to live up to their expectations.

This disease now threatens our entire nation. Fueled by elitists in academia and journalism, who in turn are aided in no small part by radical black activists such as the Rev. Al Sharpton and the Black Panthers as well as more modern groups such as the Rainbow Coalition and La Raza, more Americans than ever have developed the idea that our nation is somehow the most oppressive nation on Earth. America, where every office from the school board superintendent to the president are either directly elected or profoundly influenced by a popular vote, is touted by these groups as being somehow more oppressive and evil than the Saudi monarchy or the communist dictatorship in China. This is not some kind of conspiracy. It is much worse than a conspiracy. The real problem is you and I letting fringe elements tell us how to think and what to believe. We have passed our intellectual and philosophical sovereignty, our sovereign minds, into the hands of tyrants intent on driving us to a guilt-driven national suicide.

The only way out of this trap is for each of us individually to remember who we are and what we stand for. I cannot control how you perceive your place in society. Only you can do that. If you want to be free of the oppressive nature of life in the modern world you don't need to quit work, abandon your family, and live on an island. You only need to remember that your needs are just as important as anyone else's. If we continue to allow the government to define what is moral then there can be only one result: civil war, political imprisonment, mass slaughter of innocents, and complete tyranny.

History is a cold, cruel teacher but she will not be denied. Her lessons are absolute and her laws are immutable. If you and I do not reclaim our individual sovereignty from our government then we doom this generation to darkness and endless war. It does not matter who wins the presidential election in 2012. It is far more important for you to take charge of your own life and stop depending on the government to solve your problems, provide income for your company, feed your children, and secure your healthcare. If you reclaim your individual sovereignty then the federal, state, county, and city government will be forced to respect their role as your servants. If you do not, then this is the year you and your children become permanent slaves to a government and academia composed of men and women who believe you are nothing more than animals existing to serve them.

It's much worse than a simple conspiracy. It's a personal choice you individually must make. It is a daily fight for survival that you must engage in. Your personal freedom depends on it.