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posted by Bruce Porter on כ"ה אלול תש"ע כ"ג טבת תש"ל

From Dr. Bruce Porter:

A friend sent the following article to me. I was understandably skeptical of its veracity and did some checking. According to Snopes.com, this is TRUE. I do not entirely trust snopes since the couple who run that site are liberals and often skew their “findings” to favor Barack Obama. Since this verification is coming from a hostile source, I am therefore inclined to believe it. If you care to, you can jump over to Pravda’s site and see for yourself. Click HERE view the original article.

I have been trying to warn people since last summer before the election that Barack Hussein Obama is a dangerous man. I knew he was a far-left ideologue, and even the drive-by media acknowledged it. As revelations began to come to light about his close associations with people like William Ayers, (an avowed Marxist-Leninist, famous for his Weather Underground activities and participation in terrorist bombings in the 60s) and the “Rev” Wright, a Marxist “Liberation Theology” proponent and racist, I knew that Obama’s fascination with Marxism was real.

An Eye-Opening Experience

In 2006, I was a guest speaker at Obama’s High School, an elite private school in Honolulu called Punahou School. Punahou was originally a Christian missionary school, built on land granted in 1829 by Queen Ka’ahumanu. The school opened in 1842 with 15 students. Children of missionaries soon caused the school to grow quickly. Punahou is now a huge campus, with students from all over the world. Their most famous alumni however, is Barack Hussein Obama.

When I began my series of lectures, which were to cover an entire week to students in the middle grades to High School, things seemed to go well. My subject matter was the virtues of using our education, wealth, and life advantages for the betterment of mankind, serving, and ultimately reaching the world with the love and good news of the Messiah Yeshua. Trouble began when I was told by the campus Chaplains that I was not to “preach” to the children, or speak of Yeshua too much. I thought this peculiar, since this was originally a believer’s school founded by missionaries. The Chaplain staff actually seemed to be walking in fear of “offending” any of the “diversity” in the student body, and I was told that the school welcomes Buddhists, Shintoists, Muslims, etc. etc. When I was given a tour of the campus and met some of the faculty, it quickly became clear that I was in the midst of the most politically-correct, left-leaning, enviromentally activist school I’ve ever encountered. It was difficult to discern anyone who would actually admit to being a true Judeo/Christian believer. I’m not exagerating.

Well, two days into my lecture series, in which I made efforts to not “offend” anyone, the hammer fell. I was suddenly informed that a “special meeting” was set up with the school president and his principal staffers. The Chaplain who invited me seemed to be near to panic. I asked him what was going on, and he told me in hushed tones that “an article” I had written on my website, which was critical of radical Islam, had come to the president’s attention and was causing an uproar. Members of the Islamic community had written a letter of complaint because of my “attitudes” and wanted me fired and put off the campus.

I won’t go into detail about my meeting that afternoon in the plush offices of Punahou’s president and the principals of the grade levels, but if you picture the “inquisition” debacle that took place at the confirmation hearings of Judge Clarence Thomas, or the roast that Lt.Col Ollie North endured, you’d have a pretty good idea. (Disclaimer: I in no way think of myself as equal to, or ‘on-par’ with, these great men. I’m only trying to give you a mental picture of what I was subjected to.) They were outraged, waving a print-out of the offending article, and decrying my “Islamophobia.” Although I tried to explain to them that my article was directed entirely toward “radical” Islamics, and at no time had I even mentioned the subject in my lectures to the students, to these men, my mere presence on campus as a guest lecturer was absolutely intolerable. (So much for the left’s “tolerance.”) It was clear that “my kind” was an unwelcome blot on Punahou’s reputation, and the LAST thing they wanted to do was “offend” the many Islamic parents whose children attended the school. As a result, in order to not offend the “Muslim Community,” I was summarily dismissed, all remaining lectures cancelled, and asked to leave the campus. Score one for Mohammed.

This painful incident gave me tremendous insights into their famous former student, Obama. If  this was the atmosphere he was nurtured in and indoctrinated with, then it wouldn’t surprise me in the slightest that he had embraced the most radical ideaologies. Suffice to say, I believe, based on this and many, many other evidences, that Barack Hussein Obama is a Marxist who cleverly ran a “stealth” campaign as a “moderate” in order to gain the most powerful office in our nation. I’m also convinced that he is moving at break-neck speed to destroy the United States as a Constitutional Republic and replace it with Communism.

There are yet those who will read this, continue to close their eyes and minds, and reject not only what I said, but also seek to marginalize me. So be it. I’m confident of my position, and well-aware that one day I may have to pay a dear price for my love of America and all she stands for. I shall take my place proudly at the side of brave men and women who fought, prayed, and died in the service of this wonderful nation, blessed by God. We’ve come a long way, and while it is true that many of us have lost our way and given place to greed, corruption, and evil, the dream is still alive. Maybe, just maybe we can find our way back to the greatness that once honored God and liberated untold millions from the cruel boot of oppression and slavery.

It must be said, that like the breaking of a great dam, the American descent into Marxism is happening with breath taking speed, against the back drop of a passive, hapless sheeple, excuse me dear reader, I meant people.
 
True, the situation has been well prepared on and off for the past century, especially the past twenty years.

The initial testing grounds was conducted upon our Holy Russia and a bloody test it was… But we Russians would not just roll over and give up our freedoms and our souls, no matter how much money Wall Street poured into the fists of the Marxists.
 
Those lessons were taken and used to properly prepare the American populace for the surrender of their freedoms and souls, to the whims of their elite’s and betters.
 
First, the population was dumbed down through a politicized and substandard education system based on pop culture, rather than the classics.

Americans know more about their favorite TV dramas then the drama in DC that directly affects their lives.

The leftist citizens of America care more for their “right” to choke down a McDonalds burger or a BurgerKing burger than for their constitutional rights. (Eat, drink & be merry)  Then these ignorant leftist turn around and lecture us about our rights and about our “democracy.”

Pride blinds the foolish.
 
Then their faith in God was destroyed, until their churches, all tens of thousands of different “branches and denominations” were for the most part little more then Sunday circuses and their televangelists and top protestant mega preachers were more than happy to sell out their souls and flocks to be on the “winning” side of one pseudo Marxist politician or another.  Their flocks may complain, but when explained that they would be on the “winning” side, their flocks were ever so quick to reject Christ in hopes for earthly power.

Even our Holy Orthodox churches are scandalously liberalized in America.
 
The final collapse has come with the election of Barack Obama.

His speed in the past three months has been truly impressive. His spending and money printing has been a record setting, not just in America’s short history but in the world!

If this keeps up for more then another year, and there is no sign that it will not,  America at best will resemble the Wiemar Republic and at worst Zimbabwe.
 
These past two weeks have been the most breath taking of all. First came the announcement of a planned redesign of the American Byzantine tax system, by the very thieves who used it to bankroll their thefts, loses and swindles of hundreds of billions of dollars.

These make our Russian oligarchs look little more then ordinary street thugs, in comparison.
 
These thieves, of course, are not an elected panel but made up of appointees picked from the very financial oligarchs and their henchmen who are now gorging themselves on trillions of American dollars, in one bailout after another.

They are also usurping the rights, duties and powers of the American congress (parliament). Again, congress has put up little more then a whimper to their masters.
 
Then came Barack Obama’s command that GM’s (General Motor) president step down from leadership of his company. That is correct, dear reader, in the land of “pure” free markets, this self-anointed American president now has the power, the self given power, to fire CEOs and other employees of private companies, at will. Come hither, go dither, the centurion commands his minions.
 
So it should be no surprise, that the American president has followed this up with a “bold” move of declaring that he and another group of unelected, chosen stooges will now redesign the entire automotive industry and will even be the guarantee of automobile policies. I am sure that if given the chance, Obama’s Czars would happily try and redesign the whole of the world, too.

Prime Minister Putin, less then two months ago, warned Obama and UK’s Blair, not to follow the path to Marxism, as it only leads to disaster.

Apparently, even though we suffered 70 years of this Western sponsored horror show, we know nothing as compared to these ‘foolish, drunken Russians’, so let our “wise” Anglo-Saxon fools find out the folly of their own pride.
 
Again, the American public has taken this with barely a whimper…but still a “freeman” whimper….so far.
 
So, should it be any surprise to discover that the Democratically controlled Congress of America is working on passing a new regulation that would give the American Treasury department the power to set “fair” maximum salaries, evaluate performance and control how private companies give out pay raises and bonuses?

Senator Barney Franks, a social pervert cavorting in his ‘Marxist enlightenment’, has led this effort. He bleats this only affects companies that receive government monies. However it is actually retroactive and thus would include any company or industry that has ever received a tax break or incentive…which basically includes ALL businesses.
 
The Russian owners of American companies and industries should carefully consider closing their facilities down and fleeing the land of Red America as fast as possible.
 In other words, divest while there is still value left.

Unjustifiability proud Americans will go down into their pit of slavery without a fight, beating their chest and proclaiming to the world, how free they really are. The world will only snicker at their stupidity.
 
Source: Stanislav Mishin-2009. PRAVDA RU

posted by Bruce Porter on כ"ב תמוז תש"ע כ"ג טבת תש"ל

At what point then,
is the approach of danger to be expected?
I answer that if it ever reach us,
it must spring from amongst us;
it cannot come from abroad.
If destruction be our lot, we ourselves
must be the authors and finishers.
As a nation of free men,
we must live through our times
or die by suicide.

- Abraham Lincoln

Above is the flag that flew over Fort McHenry near Baltimore Harbor. It is displayed here inverted, in the internationally recognized signal of distress. Francis Scott Key, an American lawyer, had boarded a British warship on Sept. 13, 1814 to petition the British for the release of an American doctor held prisoner. Before Key could leave the ship however, the British fleet attacked Ft. McHenry. Key was detained during the battle, and all he could do was stare out over the water toward Ft. McHenry as the furious British bombardment pummeled the fort for over 25 hours. When the shelling stopped after dawn, Key eagerly peered out over the water through the early-morning mist and gun smoke. With unspeakable joy he beheld the flag yet flying defiantly over the fort, and wrote down his feelings in a poem that would eventually become our national anthem.

NOW, THE REST OF THE STORY…

The British navy at that time represented the greatest military power in the world, and the full force of their wrath was directed against the fort. During the siege, the British commander made an offer to cease fire if those within the fort would only lower the American flag. The American defenders defiantly refused, and for the entire night the enraged Brits bombarded Fort McHenry from their massive warships.

The British targeted their artillery barrage particularly upon the U.S. flag itself, seeking to knock it down. However to their amazement, each time it began to fall under the hail of shells, it would suddenly rise again. The British commander was distressed as the day dawned and the flag, though damaged and tattered, was still proudly flying over the fort.

What the Brits didn’t realize, and later discovered much to their amazement, was that each time a shell would hit the flag or its supports, the McHenry patriots would run forward under the hail of artillery and physically hold up the flag until the next shell would kill or wound them. This went on all night. Each time men would fall at the flagpole, others would run forward to take their place, knowing that doing so would mean certain death. These brave American patriots understood the importance of that flag and what it symbolized. They knew that for it to fall, it would signal defeat and the loss of the liberties purchased for them at the cost of countless men and women who shed their blood for freedom.

Here’s a question each of us needs to ponder in these days of trial. Are we still willing to hold up that banner and all it stands for? Does that flag yet wave over the land of the free and the home of the brave? Are we yet willing to pay the ultimate price in defense of our God-given liberty?

Our nation is at grave risk. Traitors who despise our freedoms and ceaselessly labor to subvert our political liberties as a means of destroying them are at work in our very midst. From the highest offices of our land voices are heard that denigrate and besmirch our proud heritage and seek to embarrass us before nations around the world who would love nothing more than to see our destruction. We need make no apologies before our enemies, and have ever stood for justice, liberty, and prosperity in a world of dictators, kings, and self-appointed potentates.

President Lincoln’s speech, given at the Young Men’s Lyceum of Springfield, Illinois January 27, 1838, was nothing short of prophetic.

“The world has never had a good definition of the word ‘liberty.’ The American people just now, are much in want of one. We all declare for liberty. But in using the same word, we do not all mean the same thing. What constitutes the bulwark of our liberty and independence? It is not our frowning battlements, our bristling seacoasts – these are not our reliance against tyranny. Our reliance is in the love of liberty, which God has planted in our bosom. Our defense is in the preservation of the spirit which prizes liberty as the heritage of all men in all lands, everywhere. Destroy this spirit and you have planted the seeds of despotism around your own door.

At what point shall we expect the approach of danger? By what means shall we fortify against it? Shall we expect some transatlantic military giant to step the ocean and crush us at a blow? Never. All the armies of Europe, Asia and Africa combined, could not, by force, take a drink from the Ohio, or make a track on the Blue Ridge, in a trial of a thousand years.

At what point then, is the approach of danger to be expected? I answer that if it ever reach us, it must spring from amongst us; it cannot come from abroad. If destruction be our lot, we ourselves must be the authors and finishers. As a nation of free men, we must live through our times or die by suicide.

Let reverence for the law be breathed by every American mother to the lisping babe that prattles on her lap; let it be taught in the schools, in the seminaries and in the colleges; let it be written in primers, in spelling books and almanacs; let it be preached from the pulpit, proclaimed in legislative halls and enforced in courts of justice; and in short, let it become the political religion of the nation.

And let the old and the young, the rich and the poor, the grave and the gay, of all sexes and tongues and colors and conditions, sacrifice unceasingly at its altar. And let us strive to deserve, as far as mortals may, the continued care of Divine Providence, trusting that in future national emergencies, He will not fail to provide us the instruments of safety and security.

Let us not be slandered from our duty by false accusations against us, nor frightened from it by menaces of destruction to the government, nor of dungeons to ourselves. Let us have faith that right makes might, and in that faith, let us, to the end, dare to do our duty as we understand it.”

- Abraham Lincoln

 
On this Independence Day, let’s remember that freedom isn’t free. Ask any veteran who fought and defended this great nation against tyranny and oppression. Our constitutional liberties were gained and maintained by heartbreaking sacrifice. When we watch the fireworks with our families, let us remember that those fireworks commemorate a desperate battle when brave Americans stood up and defended liberty for all generations to follow.

Let us diligently teach our children what those “bombs bursting in air” actually represent the blood, sweat, and tears of our forefathers who gave their all so we could live as free men and women.

Most important of all, let us pause during our barbeques and family gatherings and give thanks to God for His Providential grace and mercy toward us, and ask His continued blessing and protection upon our nation.

Our last Independence Day will come ONLY when enough of us forget what this great nation truly stands for, and through neglect of duty allow those who would destroy this last best hope of freedom to perish from among the nations. Will we stand idly by and allow the forces of evil to strip away our liberties, our culture, and our freedom to worship God as we please, or will we, like those brave souls at Ft. McHenry, run forth into the battle and hold up that flag and all it represents for all the world to see?! YOU decide!

posted by Bruce Porter on כ' ניסן תש"ע כ"ג טבת תש"ל

posted by Bruce Porter on כ' ניסן תש"ע כ"ג טבת תש"ל

For what is he they follow?
Truly, gentlemen, A bloody tyrant and a homicide;
One raised in blood and one in blood established;
One that made means to come by what he hath,
And slaughtered those that were the means to help him;
A base foul stone, made precious
by the foil Of England’s chair, where he is falsely set;
One that hath ever been God’s enemy.

William Shakespeare

The Tragedy of King Richard the Third (Richmond at V, iii)

I had a disturbing dream a few nights ago, and I’m compelled to share it.  

In the dream, I was riding in a very large bus filled with hundreds of people. Each seat had a steering wheel attached to the seatback in front of the passengers. They reminded me of the toy ones I played with as a child in my parent’s car. I observed that everyone in the bus was turning their plastic wheels back and forth, either left or right. From the serious expressions on their faces, they seemed fully convinced that they were each personally driving the bus, even though I could easily see that the wheels they grasped were attached to… nothing.

 

I then became aware that there were television monitors hanging from the ceiling, and various programs were playing. Some were tuned to soap-operas, or to entertainment shows like American Idol. Others were tuned to sports and news programs, home shopping or food channels. I had the impression that everything on the TV screens was utterly shallow, vain, and completely inconsequential. Everyone was staring numbly at the TVs, and carefully moving their steering wheels as if they were actually driving somewhere.

 

Glancing out the windows, I became aware that the windows were covered over on the outside with a metal mesh, like a chain-link fence, and the scenery passing by was rather dark and gloomy. It was difficult to see anything familiar, and the bus was moving very quickly through streets without traffic, turning neither left nor right, but straight on.

 

Suddenly, the dream changed and all the TV screens switch to a news bulletin. Words like; “It’s time to decide now!” the announcer said. “You must do your patriotic duty and make your voice heard. It’s time to vote!” Various faces appeared in rapid sequence on-screen, some giving speeches, others arguing and shouting at each other, and there were debates. Political arguments were being discussed, and the announcers repeated over and over again that; “It’s time for the people to decide which direction we will go!”

 

Some of the people on the bus began to argue and shout at each other, and some fights broke out. “We must turn left!” some shouted. “It’s time for change!” Others yelled, “No! We must all turn right!” I had the impression they were trying to decide the direction and destination of the bus, since we would all share equally in whatever fate awaited us at our final destination.

 

Some of the arguments got so heated that people began to beat each other, and I looked to the front of the bus for the driver to try to mediate and calm down the melee. It was then that I noticed that the passengers were separated from the driver and the front of the bus by a fence-like metal mesh, and the driver was completely ignoring what was happening back in the bus and did nothing to stop the fighting and bickering. I also noticed that sitting next to the driver was a man dressed in black—like a soldier or SWAT officer—wearing body armor and a battle helmet. He had a big gun, and was also ignoring what was happening behind him.

 

It suddenly occurred to me that we were all riding some sort of prison transport bus! We were all trapped inside by metal mesh on the windows and in the front. However, no one else seemed to notice or pay any attention to this, so busy were they arguing with each other, or being distracted by the TV monitors.

 

After a while, the fighting calmed down as the announcer on the TV said; “Now you must decide! Turn left or right and the majority will determine the direction of the bus and where we will all go! Vote NOW!”

 

In the dream, everyone quickly took their seats and turned their little plastic steering wheels either hard right, or hard left, which I assumed was the way they were voting. As I recall the dream now, there were also quite a few passengers who looked completely apathetic, and rather than voting, they just stared blankly up at the monitors or out the window. 

 

It seemed to me that the passengers were just about equally divided in their “steering” votes. After a moment, the announcer on the TV monitor said; “The lefts WIN! It’s time for a new direction! We now return you to our previous broadcast.” The monitors returned to the previous mind-numbing claptrap about unimportant scandals, or who got traded to whatever team, and sex enhancement drug commercials.

 

The majority of the people cheered, slapping each other on the back, while others mocked and jeered those who had turned their wheels right. For a little while, people were very excited. Until, that is, a few of them noticed that the bus hadn’t changed direction in the slightest. It was plunging headlong into the gathering gloom outside, as the driver steered straight-on as before, even picking up some speed. This began to upset some of the “left” voters, who continued to turn their plastic wheels further and further to the left without the slightest effect on the direction of the bus.

 

One of the passengers, clearly outraged, got up and stormed to the front of the bus. He shook the barrier separating him from the driver and the soldier. Screaming at the driver, he said; “Hey you! We won the election! We turned our wheels left, but you’re still steering straight ahead! What’s the matter with you? Why won’t you listen to us? And why is this barrier between us?” The driver seemed a bit annoyed at this, and turned around slightly with a wry grin on his face. “Don’t worry. Just take your seat. We have everything well in hand. We’ll get you where you need to be soon enough.”

 

Realizing he wasn’t being listened to, the irate passenger turned around and started shouting. “Everyone! Listen to me! This is a prison-bus! We’re all captives! Your steering-wheels aren’t connected to anything! We’ve been duped!”

 

At this, some of the people began to murmur, and a few began moving forward to confront the driver, and it looked like it would only take a few of them to push down the barrier and take control of the bus. The angry passenger began organizing the people and giving orders on how they were going to break into the driver’s cage.

 

The SWAT man suddenly stood up and turned around. Leveling his weapon, he fired a single shot at the back of the angry passenger’s head and splattered his brain all over the roof of the bus. The passenger was dead before his body hit the floor.

 

Everyone fell silent and stood still in utter shock, staring at the crumpled body of their leader. “Go back to your seats NOW, and BE QUIET!” The SWAT man growled. Without another word, the riders shuffled back to their seats, sat down, and began moving their little plastic wheels silently. The TVs resumed their normal monotonous programming, and they just stared up at them trying to ignore the splattered blood and brain-matter on the ceiling of the bus.

 

Glancing outside, I saw in the gloom that we were approaching what looked like a wall with barbed-wire spiraling on top. A gate came into view with a large sign over it. It read; “Arbeit Macht Frei.” (Work Makes Free) The driver, finally looking back at the body of the dead passenger and the catatonic stares of his passengers, began to smile. His face contorted into a demonic mask, and he began to laugh eerily.  

 

Welcome to the twilight zone America.

 

Interpretation? Here’s what I get so far…

 

I think the bus is our nation and the passengers are the citizens. The driver represents the political leadership, and most of them are being manipulated by the forces of darkness. The man-centered systems of politics has been corrupted to the point that there is very little any one of us can do to influence the course of the “bus” we are all collectively riding. We are being distracted by brain-numbing mass-media and popular entertainment in order to prevent us from noticing what is really going on around us.

 

The passenger steering wheels, once a powerful influential force on the politics of our nation, have become largely impotent. Our leaders (the bus driver) increasingly ignore our concerns and steer us toward enslavement. No matter how we individually turn the wheel, the bus is little affected.

 

The heavily-armed SWAT man in the cab with the driver represents the brute force of the government to force submission to the State. Whereas formerly they functioned as our agents of public safety and preservation of our liberties under our Constitution and Bill of Rights, they are increasingly morphing into organs of the government. It strikes me also that the passengers were entirely disarmed and unable to fight back. Whereas once we were a “government of the people, by the people, for the people,” we are rapidly becoming a socialist society where government is no longer accountable to the people, but rules over them as bureaucrats deem expedient.

 

The answer?

 

Not sure about this one, but I suspect that fear is the primary way that despotic tyrants hold their subjects into submission and bondage. In the dream, it was clear that even a small percentage of the people on the bus could have broken down the barrier to get at the “real” steering-wheel, but they were intimidated to attempt it because of the single guard and the blood of a single victim, and no means of defending themselves.

 

The other issue is that we have become far too trusting of manmade systems and allowed ourselves to be drawn into a stupor of entertainment and media distractions. We are too preoccupied with unimportant trivialities to notice the tightening chains of slavery around our necks! Only if we awaken to our peril in time and stand up in sufficient numbers can we hope to stop the meltdown of our republic!

 

Also, I believe we must turn our hearts back to our Creator and humble ourselves. We have relied far too much upon our human intellect and technology, become prideful and arrogant, and forgotten how utterly dependent we are on His Providence. Far too many Christian leaders have fallen into the trap of accommodating the prevailing ethos of our times, instead of confronting the steady drift toward moral corruption and social indifference. They teach sermons that comfort the compromised, reassure the rebellious, and preach prosperity to the already pampered. We have increasingly drifted away from our sense of duty and honor, and embraced a spiritualized narcissism that enables us to accept an inflated sense of self-importance.

 

Perhaps the most serious issue is that many of us feel condemned and unworthy to resist darkness at all, having failed to embrace the central point of Christ’s sacrifice—our total redemption and complete justification by the blood of Jesus—and therefore refuse to stand up and confront the lies around us. We fear being called hypocrites. (Just another form of self-pride)

 

I end with the words of the great American patriot and Christian, Patrick Henry:

 

…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?…

…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!

 

 

posted by Bruce Porter on כ' שבט תש"ע כ"ג טבת תש"ל

‘Those who hammer their guns into plows
will plow for those who do not.’
~ Thomas Jefferson

 

Political correctness has once again reared its ugly head here in Colorado. Marie Morrow, a 17-year-old senior and Honor Student at Cherokee Trail High School in Aurora, has been suspended for 10 days and faces possible expulsion.

 

Her heinous crime? She was caught with replica drill-team rifles in her car at school. The rifles are clearly NOT real, (see photos) and because of mindless “zero-tolerance” policies in Denver Public Schools, she has been caught in a controversy that could ruin her desired career as a Marine. The drill-team practices she takes part in are part of an after-school Junior Marine program she participates in. She is a top-honors student, never been in trouble of any kind, and yet, because of liberal paranoia and the national media and education campaign to demonize guns, she is now another ‘PC’ victim.

 

Now, for background, I need to remind you that nearly ten years ago we in Colorado endured the Columbine High School massacre. I wrote extensively about this in my book, The Martyrs’ Torch. If you’d like a copy, I’ll be happy to send one along to you for shipping and handling.

 

The murder of twelve students and a teacher made folks around these parts rather nervous about the idea of students with guns. Well and good, but the PC police, in their efforts to craft a policy that will keep kids “safe” have taken the issue out where there is no sanity oxygen. This is par for the course, for liberals never miss a chance to demonize guns or those who responsibly use them.

 

We will watch Marie’s case with great interest. In the meantime, I thought it would be useful to share a “Firearms Refresher Course” I found on the net recently. This is not for the squeamish. Many of our people have been conditioned by the media to regard guns in the hands law-abiding citizens as some sort of redneck throwback to the Wild-West days. It’s time for some common-sense pushback, don’t you think?

 

“Yes Little Red Riding Hood, there really ARE Big Bad Wolves out there who will gobble you up (or worse) if you don’t carry your Glock 9mm equalizer with you on the way to Grandma’s house.”

 

FIREARMS REFRESHER COURSE

 

1. An armed man is a citizen. An unarmed man is a subject.

 

2. A gun in the hand is better than a cop on the phone.

 

3. Colt: The original point and click interface.

 

4. Gun control is not about guns; it’s about control.

 

5. If guns are outlawed, can we use swords?

 

6. If guns cause crime, then pencils cause misspelled words.

 

7. Free men do not ask permission to bear arms.

 

8. If you don’t know your rights, you don’t have any.

 

9. Those who trade liberty for security have neither.

 

10. The United States Constitution (c) 1791. All Rights Reserved.

 

11. What part of ’shall not be infringed’ do you not understand?

 

12. The Second Amendment is in place in case the politicians ignore the others.

 

13. 64,999,987 firearms owners killed no one yesterday.

 

14. Guns only have two enemies; rust and politicians.

 

15. Know guns, know peace, know safety. No guns, no peace, no safety.

 

16. You don’t shoot to kill; you shoot to stay alive.

 

17. 911: Government sponsored Dial-a-Prayer.

 

18. Assault is a behavior, not a device.

 

19. Criminals love gun control; it makes their jobs safer.

 

20. If guns cause crime, then matches cause arson.

 

21. Only a government that is afraid of its citizens tries to control them.

 

22. You have only the rights you are willing to fight for.

 

23. Enforce the gun control laws we ALREADY have; don’t make more.

 

24. When you remove the people’s right to bear arms, you create slaves.

 

25. The American Revolution would never have happened with gun control.

 

The Drill-Team “Assault Weapons..”