Sunday, August 13, 2006
Its been some time since I posted on the War for Southron Independence, and I think its time I rectified. Most of my posts seem broad... nay... sweeping where this subject is concerned... so for once, let us focus on but one or two individuals.
In the study of the war women are almost completely ignored beyond their roles as mothers, daughters, and wives. This is not to disparage those roles... but to point out the bravery and sacrifice of one or two who did something else.
Bell Boyd was born in Martinsburg Virginia... which is now called west Virginia. Though beautiful, she was always a tomboy... rough and ready. I believe 'spitfire' was a descriptor apt.
Her strange journey started in such a way that it must. During the time of struggle and strife in Martinsburg... Yankee forces were everywhere... and they were acting like Yankee Forces are known to act. They were pillaging... dominating... and mostly drunk. It was one such drunk soldier who unwittingly helped create one of the greatest spies in Confederate History... and all he got for his trouble was dead.
See... he was drunk... like yankee soldier most always were... and he was looking for a southron woman to rape... like yankee soldiers most always were. Being drunk through he chose the wrong house. Modern history books say that the young soldier insulted Bell Boyd's mother. The old timers in Martinsburg tell it differently. Bell found the soldier attempting to rape her mother. Bell did what any good daughter would do.
She shot the bastard.
From that day forth Bell knew she hated yankees more than anything else... and she vowed to do everything she could to see them defeated. Turns out everything she could, was quite a bit.
Bell began spying for the Confederacy, and did so quite successfully throughout the war. Stonewall Jackson himself credited as a great asset. She was arrested six times... but usually freed quickly because she was a woman. This turns out to be the main weapon in use by her detractors... yankee sympathizers all.. who argue that since the Union let her go, she must not have been important. One can never over-estimate the stupidity of yankee sympathizers.
There is to little space here to recount all of Belle's tales. She once rode 15 miles through union patrolled territory to deliver a message to Stonewall. She once ran through the front lines of a battle, and arrived to deliver her message with two bullet holes in her dress.
She was known as much for her beauty as her bravery... and that must've made her one fine looking young lady.
The other lady spy I shall mention is Rose O'neal Greenhow. She was a well established socialite in Washington when the war started... and you should read that to mean she had a lot to lose. Yet, instinctively she knew what was right, and set about gathering intelligence for the confederacy. Beauregard himself credited her with the victory at antietam... and of course, the usual suspects cast aspersions. A victorious general uses x information to make y decision which wins battle z, then writes that the person who provided x information to him was responsible for his victory. To any reasonable human this is proof enough.
Yankees aren't reasonable.
People often ask me why I am so one sided in my view of the War. Its simple really. What you are presented daily... on TV... in text... at school... its one sided. It is so far Union Biased that one taking anything less than a blind union psychofant stance, is seen as a confederate apologist.
Think about how differently we would know these two women, if they had been Union spies. There would be movies about them... Jessica Alba would be playing Bell. But they weren't Union... so not only are they forgotten... but they are even totally discredited.
On the other hand... you all watched Mathew Broderick make a hero out of one of the most vile, evil, and immoral individuals the war produced on either side. But it doesn't matter right? Hollywood showed him as a open minded, generous, kind hearted, benevolent, and brave hero... leading heroic blacks into battle. That's the definition of truth isn't it? Something that 100,000 million people have seen on film?
Friday, August 11, 2006
Jeez... ya leave for a few days and look what happes...
You will forgive me my absence of course... I've been all over Tennessee and North Carolinia in search of furnishings for our home. In between I've also managed to find time for some serious firearms shopping.
I've now had the opertunity to compare Para, Kimber, and Springfield back to back to back... and here are a few thoughts. I started by only comparing weapons of similar price... and I was just going by what the store was asking. There was a Kimber Desert Warrior (1,350), a Springfield Stainless TRP (1,249), and a Para PXT (1,549). They had a Smith and Wesson but I don't check commie weapons.
First and foremost... lets talk about the obvious differences... The Kimber was by far the ugliest weapon. The para and the TRP were both bueatiful. The fit and finish of the Springfield was head and shoulders above the Kimber as well... and slightly better than the much more expensive Para.
Dry firing... lets be honest for a moment... These are three really sweet weapons. That's no lie. The TRP has the lightest pull.. Not an ounce over 3 pounds... probably more like 2.5. The para and the Kimber were both in the 4.5 range. There was an almost impersevable amount of slack in the trigger of the Kimber... none in either the Para or the Springfield.
Someday I may buy all three to do a legit test... but then again... Guntest magazine already did... and like always... the Springfield wins. So why bother?
I also played with several DAO weapons... I concluded that I have no idea what I would choose between a Springfield XD, a Taurus 24/7, or a Walther P99QA. I have no clue. I love all three... all three are marvels of engineering, design, and execution. Probly should just get one of each. I will say this... at 399 in .40... the Taurus is probably the best value.... but the Walther has much cool factor in its favor... and the springfield is the perfect median. Don't ask me... I have no idea which to buy.
I'll post more on booze and tobacco later... y'all be good... and leave Gregg alone... He's just trying to save you from your temptress wives.
Monday, August 07, 2006
It is with dismay that I watch so many of my do-gooder friends ( I have two sets of friends... do-gooders, and hellians. Never the two shall meet) struggle in their marriages because their ideas of sex and their wive's ideas are so drastically different.
Ladies...
Listen up...
Go here. Look at those.
If that makes you uncomfortable... if you didn't just say, "COOL!" then you have a problem. The fact is if men liked virgins so much coitus wouldn't be a legal and religious requirement to create marriage. Dig?
Sex is good... it is right... and its something that you should embrace. No pun intended. Somewhere in you is a bad girl. You're married. Its time she came out. Sex is supposed to be fun. Throw down dammit.
And you young single men out there. Please... drop that stupid "I don't want a girl would would like that" crap. If you think you want to wake up with a cold-fish every morning for the rest of your life you're insane. Grow up. Be a man, and be honest about what you want. If you're to stupid to know what you want.... Join the Marines.
***Disclaimer***
Let not this post reflect at all on my wife, or may opinions of her. She treats me like a rock star. This was inspireed by comment and contraversy elsewhere.
To the Left Liberal Mind the strife in the Middle East is easily sorted out. The Israelis have a home... they have a nation of their own... a place for Jews to live among Jews... governed by Jews. The astute Left Liberal is smug.. confident in his own worldly knowledge. He points out that it is the very same motivation the Palestinians have. They long for a home.. a place to be Palestinian among Palestinians.
He says things like this... then stands back and smiles... awaiting Pavlovian praise from the other certified ignorants with whom he keeps company.
I say we stuff them all into the barrel of a cement mixer with 50,000 thumbtacks... and maybe some salt. The left liberals... not the Palestinians...
The left liberal has no historical education and he has a diploma to prove it. He thinks the strife in the kitty litter box we call the middle-east began when the Jews moved in. Obviously he concludes that if the Jews were removed, the remaining folk would get along famously... sitting around in great sand washed circles singing Kum Ba Ya... with little more to fight about than who's turn it was with the camel.
The whole of history not-withstanding... this view could have some merit. Sadly... we don't omit history. We look to it, and we see centuries... nay... millennia of war and strife... torment and torture. But... just for fun... just to demonstrate the stupidity of the left liberal mind... let's play a game.
Lets pretend their right... and it really is just two peoples fighting over the same land... the land they each call home. Is this extraordinary? Hasn't this happened on just about every piece of land man has ever walked on? Are Red Indians running amok with tomahawks... scalping white men at the 7-11? Are the Aborigines of Australia throwing spears at the drunken Aussies?
Time and time again civilizations clash over land. What happens?
They fight it out until one side wins. That is the only way to peace... through absolute victory. And what is absolute victory? I many cases its wholesale destruction... slaughter so complete that there can be no doubt. That is what it will take to settle this thing, and so even accepting the left liberal explanation of events... their own frame of the conflict still paints the same picture they hope to confront. War is the answer. There will be no peace.
What they miss even more than this though... is there pathetic assumption that the end of the Palestinian-Israeli conflict will bring peace to the region.
For centuries the savages battled among themselves... they ally themselves begrudgingly. Only against an ancient and hated common enemy, more powerful than any one of them separately. If that common enemy was removed... the region would degenerate back to the savage vs. savage bloodletting that has plagued it for time eternal.
The answer to this problem... is to ignore it. Let Israel handle the matter. There will never be peace in that region until the savages there are brought to heal and bred out of existence, just like the savages that once roamed North America.
Friday, August 04, 2006
Periodically throughout my life I read the Bible. By that, I mean, perhaps 3 times, I have read The Book cover to cover. I've come to that place again I suppose, and this time I decided to try it by means of commentary... That of Matthew Henry to be specific. I find it fascinating as a historical and theological resource. I also find it embarrassing.
Theologically speaking, my search goes backwards... not forwards. The new teachings of today are mostly disregarded with little examination. Invariably they are like Frankenstein's monster... unrelated parts thrown together with just enough skill to produce something destructive.
The man who wrote these commentaries was born in 1680. These thoughts are not young... and they are sound. One can tell, by way the way they expose further genius in the Book itself. When reading, one has a little more clarity in the divine inspiration, because honestly, men as a group are not artful enough to weave such a work. Modern theological writings do not impress me the same way. Modern theologians do not know the Bible the way Matthew Henry did.
And since now the prelude is longer than the subject itself... perhaps its time to get on with it. Also... make no mistake... what follows is my own thinking... I claim no inspiration what-so-ever. Decide what you will.
There is a great deal to learn from the events of the Garden. Henry's commentary covers matters precisely. He points out conclusively that while Eve sinned, hers was not the Original Sin that damned Mankind to death. Her curses were listed specifically.
Modern Christians blame Eve, but God was harsher on Adam. Why?
There are those who teach that the instructions about the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil were not given to Eve by God Himself, but by Adam... and that Adam didn't explain the matter correctly.
See... Adam was told not to eat the fruit of that tree, but that he could eat all other fruits and herbs. But when Eve is discussing the matter with the Serpent (and its a good time to point out that the serpent probably didn't look like a snake... because God hadn't cursed it to crawl upon its belly yet) she thinks she's not supposed to touch the fruit or even look at it.
It was this confusion that gave Satan his opening.
He questioned Eve's teaching... and notice also, that he did this when Eve was separated from Adam. His questioning caused insecurity in her. Such that she looked at the tree. Now remember... previously Eve thought looking at the Tree was as bad as touching it which was as bad as eating the fruit. But when she looked, she saw that it looked like the other trees in the Garden. It was beautiful. Nothing bad happened. So she took the next step... lead by Satan of course... and touched and smelled the fruit... and again... nothing happened. Why then should she expect that something bad would happen when she ate the fruit?
And so the house crumbles for lack of teaching.
Do you think this doesn't go on today?
The Church is so hung up on avoiding sin, it actually ends up creating sin. Through confusion, the power of the commands are lost. Minor transgressions... and things that aren't transgressions at all, are called sin, in an attempt to avoid sin... yet it only serves to muddy the waters, and create a path by which people are lead astray.
I am taught that I shouldn't drink alcoholic beverage... .
Yet when I study and learn that the drinking of alcohol is not sin at all... then do I not begin to question everything I am taught?
I am unimpressed with the teaching of the modern Church. It appears to me she makes the same mistake as Adam.
Tuesday, August 01, 2006
OK... so I officially have a logbook... and it has a grand total of .5 hours in it. But the point is... I have a log book dammit.
I thought I was going up in a 175, but instead we took the Piper Warrior. Its a low wing four seater, and I liked it quite a bit. The whole ordeal took a little over 2 hours... about 1.25 hours of which was actually in the aircraft.
I was walked through the pre-flight check and the start up checklist... then I was familiarized with the 6 main guages.... I won't go into all the boring details tonight... tonight I'll just tell ya... I had a freakin' ball.
The instructor taxi'd around... called the tower... and off we went. Trim to take-off position... throttle up... 60mph... pull back on the wheel.... up we go. I thought the instructor took us off... but he later told me I did it. We climbed to 4k... then trimmed for level flight. I executed a few turns... a few climbing turns.. a few decending turns... Then practiced turning to a heading. The instructor would call it... I'd go there... and ya know? On that old plane... you really gots to stomp those pedals. Dayum.
Anyway... Ya know what's up there y'all? Freedom. Freedom is up there. No cops. No speedlimits. No stoplights. You take off... you go where you want, when you want.
Is it expensive? Yes. Yes it is. The warrior eats about 9 gph... making a flight to the gulf coast cost about 320 bucks round trip. Not significantly different than taking the Titan, but not cheap.
It's not about money though... its about accomplishing a lifelong goal... doing something I've been dreaming of since I was 2-years-old.
And besides... it's a lot easier to bug out when you have an airstrip in your back yard. Dig?
Man its quiet around here. Ah well... I can't help not posting. I have crap to do. For example... at 3:00pm CST I'll be flying a Cessena 175. That should be fun. I've never actually flown before. If I have a good time, I'm gonna get my private pilots license. That should be fun... especially for a feller with a runway in his backyard.
I've just got to many projects... to many irons in the proverbial fire. Ah well... we do what we can.
Pity me.
Monday, July 31, 2006
Julie and I drove up to Clarksville in the new convertible with the top up. Sadly. It rained the whole day. Now... I've followed football practicly my whole life... that's not to say that I know it all, nor that I have seen it all... but Friday afternoon I saw something I've never seen... and never even heard of. The Titans first practice was held out in the driving rain. I don't mean drizzle. I mean massive gusts and downpours.
Balls got dropped. Some folks went down. But nobody got hurt... and hey... these boys ain't made of sugar. They don't melt.
Neither did I... but I was worried about DrWho.
So what did we learn? Well... maybe nothing. Maybe a lot.
1) This team has a chip on its shoulder. That's good. That's very very good. They practiced all weekend in shoulderpads and helmets, but guys were hitting. Really really hitting.
2) Vince Young is huge... and he's got his heart and his head right. He looks a lot more comfortable under center than you've been told. In fact, watching him back to back with Volek, there really isn't much drop. Vince doesn't stare down his reciever, but he tends to stick to one side of the field. If he drops back, looks right, he throws right. Maybe not to the first option. He was making reads. Now that's not definitive. Fact is most of what I saw was 7 on 7, which is hell on DBs. It could well be that the first two options were almost always open. I saw him check to number 3 or 4 on the other side of the field maybe 10 times. The delivery doesn't look nearly as wierd in person as on TV. He got some balls tipped, but so did everyone else. In three practices I don't think he scrambled one time. He was dropping back and making reads. This is not Michael Vick.
3) Holy cow... the running backs are mad men. People... These boys look awesome. The difference this year to last year... its unreal. Lindale White wasn't there friday and saturday, so I missed him, but I understand he showed up in awesome shape. Way below his target weight. He hasn't been this small since he was 17. Travis Henry has also trimmed down. He's down to about 220, meaning he dropped 15 pounds. He is the hammer. He is hitting the holes hard. Saturday, Donnie Nickey (saftey) came over to try to take him down, and Henry ended his day. Henry knocked him plum ass over tea-kettle. On the other hand, Chris Brown has gained about 15 pounds, and he's much less tenative than I've seen in the past. These guys are on fire. White is gonna have a hard time catching up. I would never have said this 5 days ago, but if this keeps up, we could have one of the best backfields in the NFL.
4) Tyrone Calico still can't catch. One play, he makes an impossible catch... the next play he drops an easy ball. You can see the frustration on the WR Coach's face. He dropped a perfect 70 yard pass from Volek.. on the sideline I heard a coach say, "Dammit you can't drop that." I shouted over to him, "Calico can!" I looked at me and laughed... said, "That's his downfall. Don't matter how big and fast you are if you can't catch a cold."
5) Travis Henry knows how to do an Away Training Camp. He got to Clarksville a day early, called up Rent-a-Center and had them deliver two queen beds (making a catalina king. what does a 5'9" dude need with that?), a surround sound system, and Xbox360, and a 44-inch Plasma. Hell yeah.
6) All of the free agents are looking great. Even Bobby Wade who we picked up last year late. Thornton nearly killed Jared Payton. But being a vet, he pulled up at the last minute.
7) The defense is so much faster. Having Sirmon in the middle takes the play calling responsibility away from Bulluck and Thronton... so it frees them up to just play. They fly around. This is Pacman's first training camp, and he seems to be loving it. He's made some freakish plays. Andre Wolfolke still can't cover anyone. He makes undrafted free agents look great.
8) I think at this point Jacob Bell is gonna get beat out at right tackle. Stewart and Loper are just to big and to strong over there.
9) Pacman and Reynoldo Hill are going out of there way to line up against Drew Bennett and David Givens. That's a good sign.
10) Ok... I'll give you one Vince Young story... Saturday Randy Starks (308 pounds) made a great play on a ball. He tipped it up, then caught it... then... ***BANG*** de-cleated. Raped. Physically destroyed. A three hundred pound man literally goes flying into the air. Vince Young just busted his ass. Note to self... Vince don't appreciate being picked off. The crowd went wild... Starks noted that Vince had a red jersery... and complained a little that he couldn't return the favor.
So what do we know? Maybe nothing. Maybe a lot. Ask me again in 3 weeks.
Friday, July 28, 2006
I know it's early... but hey... I wanted y'all to have a place to play while I was gone. I'm taking three bottles of wine with me... Pinot Grigio... Italian... Mezzo Corona I think.... that's for you Spacebunny. Jamie! I've got you covered... Jacob's Creek Merlot... 2003 I believe. Oh... and JAC, I didn't forget about you either. I have a nice bottle of Beringer White Zinfindel. I know how you love your girly pink wine.
Tobacco will be purchased on the road... I'll let ya know..
OH! and on the firearms front... I just ordered a new recoil compensator and ported barrell for my carry gun. Good times!
Y'all have a good couple days... I'll be back around saturday night.
Titans training camp begins today. DrWho and I'll be heading up to Clarksville to take in 3 practices. I thought about audio blogging it, but I decided a trusty notebook would serve everyone better. When I get back I'll go through the notes and put up some posts on what I saw. In a few weeks I'll visit another practice or two so we can compare and contrast.
If you don't like the NFL then I can't imagine that these reports are going to be for you.
For now... here are some things I'm looking for:
1. Free Agents: The Titans signed 4 big free agents this off-season, all in key positions. Kevin Mawae is our new center... a mauler with a big brain. He's been to multiple probowls. Word is he's fit right in. David Givens steps in at wide-reciever. Can he be the number 1 guy? Chris Hope and David Thronton were both side to boost the speed of our linebackers and Safties, the two weakest spots on our defense last year.
2) Lindale White: He's getting a lot of bad press for not getting in shape for the draft. I'm interested in seeing how he looks at the start of camp.
3) Vince Young: Duh.
4) Running Back Battle: One of the biggest questions on the team is the RB postion. Who's the Horse? Chris Brown is the man right now... but he's squaking like he doesn't want to be... plus he's Mr Glass. He get's hurt every game. Travis Henry wants to be the man real bad. Word is he's busted his butt this off-season. He's lost almost 20 pounds. He's back down to his pro-bowl weight of 220. But the future is Lindale White. Is he gonna be a situtational back this year? Or is he simply going to end all the contraversy himself by winning the job outright?
5) Offensive Line: We have no idea who's gonna be our starting right tackle. Loper and Stewart are both big maulers. Daniel Loper in particular is one of those guys who makes people look bad. He dominated Vanden Bosch a lot last year in practice. Is he ready to translate that to on-field production? and what about Jacob Bell? He can be a guard or a tackle... and even though he's been playing tackle more, he's better at guard. So if Loper beats him out for his tackle position, do we then see a battle for him to take a guard position? Good stuff!
6) Cornerbacks: No one wants to admit just how good Pacman is, because no one likes him personally. Personally I don't care. He's a specimen. He's got more upside than Deion Sanders. He's got the skill to shut down an entire half of the field. Reynalo Hill was a huge find last year. He's arguably the most determined player the Titans have. He wants to be the best corner in the league and he works very very hard to reach that goal. If Pacman had this kid's head, Pac would've made the pro-bowl last year. Reynaldo has plenty of talent though. He's not just all heart. Corners tend to get burned a lot in camp... I want to see if Pac and Rey are going out of their way to line up against the big dogs like Bennett and Givens... or if they are sneaking off to lineup against the scrubs to try to make themselves look good. If they put on their big boy pants, this is gonna be a lot of fun.
7) Contact. Fisher has made it clear that this team is going to run the ball. They're going back to smash-mouth Titans Football. That means a lot of time in pads, beatin' on each other. They're going to have at least 1 practice working on nothing but converting rushing 3rd downs. Should be fun. We'll learn a lot I think.
ok... time to wrap it up and get on the road.
I love the old hymns. During the summer our church changes things up a bit. They call it "The Camp Days of Summer", and everything becomes quite a bit more casual. The ministers don't robe up. People are encouraged to dress more casually, and instead of pre-planning what hymns we sing, they let the congregation call out their favorites. We'll sing the first and last verse of 2 or 3 different ones. I get a big kick outta this, mostly because it means we get to sing a lot of old hymns that never seem to find thier way back into the services anymore.
Every so often I'm gonna throw one or two of them up... maybe they'll be one you had forgotten about... or hadn't sung in a long time. Or maybe, like me, you just enjoy the old style.
I am a Pilgrim
I am a pilgrim and a stranger
Traveling through this wearisome land
And I've got a home in that yonder city, good Lord
And it's not (good Lordy it's not) not made by hand
I got a mother, a sister and a brother
Who have gone to that way before
And I am determined to go and see them, good Lord
Over on (good Lordy over on) that distant shore
As I go down to that river Jordan
Just to bathe my weary soul
If I could touch but just the hem of His garment, good Lord
I know (good Lord I know) it would make me whole
Now when I'm dead, laying in my coffin
All of my friends all gather round
They can say that he's just laying there sleeping, good Lord
Sweet peace (Lord sweet peace) his soul is found
Let the Lower Lights be Burning
Brightly beams our Father's mercy from His lighthouse evermore,
But to us He gives the keeping of the lights along the shore.
Let the lower lights be burning! Send a gleam across the wave!
For to us He gives the keeping of the lights along the shore.
Dark the night of sin has settled, loud the angry billows roar;
Eager eyes are watching, longing, for the lights, along the shore.
Let the lower lights be burning! Send a gleam across the wave!
Eager eyes are watching, longing, for the lights, along the shore.
Trim your feeble lamp, my brother, some poor sailor tempest tossed,
Trying now to make the harbor, in the darkness may be lost.
Let the lower lights be burning! Send a gleam across the wave!
Trying now to make the harbor, some poor sailor may be lost.
If we never meet again this side of Heaven
Soon we'll come to the end of life's journey
And perhaps we'll never meet anymore
Till we gather in heaven's bright city
Far away on that beautiful shore
If we never meet again this side of heaven
As we struggle through this world and its strife
There's another meeting place somewhere in Heaven
By the river of life
Where the charming roses bloom, forever
And where separation come no more
If we never meet again this side of heaven
I will meet you on that beautiful shore
Oh so often we are parted with sorrow
And action often quietens our pain
But we never shall sorrow in heaven
God be with you till we meet again
If ya would be so obliged, take a moment to list a favorite or two of yours.
Thursday, July 27, 2006
Why can't I take my dog to the bar with me? Seems to me about every place has barred pets. What's the deal? Millions of people live and eat with dogs their whole lives. No one dies. It used to be if you went into a country resturaunt you may well find a dog (probably the owners) curled up under a table, or greetin' folks as they came in.
Today a dog in a resturant would result in a SWAT manuever with 14 dead, 23 wounded, and a brown stain on the floor. The Health Department would quarantine the place for 40 years.
Why?
Its a dog. Its not cholera. Its not even muslem.
Not only that... but we're not supposed to take dogs to parks now. My kids can't play with their dog at the playground. Can someone explain this?
I don't know exactly who was responsible but I'll guarantee females were at the bottom of it. When social norms are suddenly out-lawed you can bet a girl wadded up her panties about an uncomfortable situation... so rather than worrying about an unruly dog annoying someone, and the uncomfortable confrontation... they just outlaw the whole mess.
One day I'm gonna open a bar and grill... without a non-smoking section... where you're encouraged to bring your pets... where no shoes and no shirt probably mean someone's havin' a damned good time.
I'll call it, Eat At Your Own Risk... and I'll shoot anyone from the health department that so much as looks crossways at the sign.
Y'all come.
Tuesday, July 25, 2006
Friends I write today to ask a simple question; is it time?
While browsing the net and even scouring the news I see the frustrations of a system that cannot work. I see the frustration of men who know something must be done, but have no method of acting.
Shorty sums up the frustration well... it's best to let him tell it.
I look at those pictures and their proclamations of death against Israel and the United States. I read their messages and see their support for the terrorist organizations responsible for killing tens of thousands of civilians. They support people who will kill their own neighbors and openly display their bodies in a PSYOP battle we are losing. They use our traditions and beliefs in tolerance and compassion against us, and march down our major cities declaring their loyalty to a people who believe the Shoah was a myth. Why do we tolerate this?
I can't speak for everyone. I know that my personal reasons stem from the laws of our great nation prohibiting harm even to those who work for our demise. It is no more legally acceptable to fight the scum who protest with pro-Hezbollah signs than it is to assault a Baptist preacher.
We have our own media forces working against us. American and Israeli forces are looked down on, bad-mouthed, slandered, and sensitive information is released by those in charge of our TV, radio, and print medias.
And more than that, our own citizens who preach the nonsense of tolerance do nothing but encourage and embolden these animals and allow their enablers to preach their messages with impunity.
The frustration is obvious. But where lies the solution? Before you solve your problem... you need to understand it.
Is it time?
This is not the The First Islamic Expansion. That went on from 630 to 1258, and was beaten back not by political bodies... but by The Army of the Church.
This is not the Second Islamic Expansion. That went on from 1350 to 1683, and was beaten back not by political bodies... but again... by the Army of the Church.
This is the leading edge of the Third Expansion of Islam. It's in its infancy. Perhaps only 30-years old... and it is enjoying success because it is being met by political bodies.
Is it time?
America's Army is not God's Army.
The Army of the Church is not constrained by the silly laws of America. The media coverage... protests... propaganda... they have no effect on her. She does God's Will regardless.
Is it time friends?
Is it time for the Tenth Crusade?
It is madness isn't it? An Army of The Church? Our culture doesn't do things that way. But we did, and our enemy does... and with the tactics the enemy employs, our options become more and more limited.
Islam conquered the whole Iberian Peninsula before The Army of The Church drove her back to her litter box. But what if it hadn't? What if the Church had left the work to political bodies? Political leaders don't care what religion dominates their land, so long as they get to be the ones doing the political dominating. If the Church had left the fighting to France, The Church may well not exist at all today. We could all be walking around with diapers on our heads.
It is my assertion that this latest expansion of Islam will continue. It will continue... it will gain momentum until we act... until The Church acts. As Christians on earth it is out duty... it is our responsibility to do the will God. The High Road is not always what our human morality defines. The High Road is defined by God.
All I'm asking is when?
Is it Time?
Will a Christian leader stand up and say enough is enough? Will the Church have the courage to even acknowledge its responsibility? Will we wait till the wolfs are at the door? Historically we have been slow to act... and perhaps we will be again. So perhaps it isn't time.
Remember this though... never look for political solutions to a problem of religion.
Monday, July 24, 2006
Way back when there were these nasty rumors that the end of the American economy was near. These rumors and fears were based on speculation that auto makers from Japan were gearing up to import their products to America. UAW wadded up its panties like a feminist with a coathanger.
Of course... everyone's worst fears came to pass and before long cheap jap cars were available throughout America. As we can now plainly see... this was the end of the world.
Actually it wasn't. The Jap cars were cheap and got awesome gas-milage. People bought them because they filled a market gap. Gas was expensive. These little 4-bangers didn't use much of it.
Now, everyone thinks of Jap cars as high-quality products... but that wasn't the case 40 years ago. We all thought they were junk back then. They were cheap, and they looked cheap. Oddly, it was that cheapness that ended up saving the companies. Because they were cheap, buyers paid close attention to the service manuals. For the first time average americans started changing their oil more than every 50,000 miles.
The lead these little jap cars to last a long time... and gain a better reputation for quality.
The jap companies did better and better, but eventually learned that it was impossible to make great money without manufacturing in America... and the net result was finally known. We got more competition... cheaper better cars with better gas milage... and more American manufacturing jobs.
Yep... that sounds like the end of the world to me. Would that all disasters turned out so well.
So for the last 3 or 4 years or so we've heard nasty fear mongering about China importing cheap cars into the US.
No doubt this will also be the end of the American Economy.
Yeah... Ok.
Thursday, July 20, 2006
I found this review of The South Was Right! on Amazon.com
This book has thoroughly enraged me. This book is fire; this book is dangerous. This book makes me feel towards New Englanders the same way a Jew might feel towards Germans; I hate them. New Englanders have no culture, only blind arrogance, money, and hypocrisy. I am a black man, and my whole life I have been led to literally hate the South and Southerners. New England propaganda, over the course of a lifetime, will do that to anyone. After reading this book, I now love the South. Southerners are MY people, and New Englanders are and always have been the enemy.
After actually visiting the South for the first time in my life, I know this to be true. I actually felt more at home than I ever could have in the North or New England. I say, we need a 2nd period of Reconstruction in the United States, but this time in New England. It's time they understand what it's like to be poor and have a boot to their throat. It's time that they drop the charade, and stop calling themselves Americans.
Every black American should read this book. - Mike Jones
Amen brother Jones. Amen.
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Did you hear about the fish that went deaf?
He had to buy a herring-aid.
What did one teddy bear say to the other teddy bear when he offered him some dessert?
No thanks, I'm stuffed.
Why do bees have sticky hair?
They use honeycombs.
How do you make a witch itch?
Take away her W.
There was once a bus conductor, and he had really bad anger management problems, One day a woman on the bus refused to pay the fare. Well, the bus conductor got so angry he killed her. He was tried and sentenced to death by the electric chair.
The day for his execution came, and they took him out of his cell and brought him to the chair. The guard said, "Have you any last requests?"
The man replied, "Yes, I'd like an unripe green banana, please."
So they got him an unripe green banana, and he peeled it, ate it, and threw the skin away, and they strapped him to the chair.
"Are you ready?" they asked.
"Yes," he said.
And they hit the switch. And nothing happened. So he was taken back to his cell.
The guards rewired the chair and tested it a few times, and it worked perfectly. They brought the man back and said, "Have you any last requests?"
The man replied, "Yes, I'd like an unripe green banana, please."
So they got him an unripe green banana, and he peeled it, ate it, and threw the skin away, and they strapped him to the chair.
"Are you ready?" they asked.
"Yes," he said.
And they hit the switch. And nothing happened. So he was taken back to his cell.
Well, the guards bought a brand new electric chair. This one was amazing: leather seats, gold-plated armrests studded with rubies, the works. It was an incredible sight.
They brought the man back and asked, "Have you any last requests?"
The man replied, "Yes, I'd like an unripe green banana, please."
So they got him an unripe green banana, and he peeled it, ate it, and threw the skin away, and they strapped him to the chair.
"Are you ready?" they asked.
"Yes," he said.
And they hit the switch. And nothing happened.
Now, in this particular state, there was a law that if someone survived the electric chair three times, he must be set free. So the man was released, and as soon as he stepped out of the prison, the press was all over him. He walked through the crowd and the flashing cameras until he saw a small man who asked, "Have you discovered some miraculous phenomenon of unripe green bananas?"
"No," he replied, "I've just always been a bad conductor."
What were Cleopatra's dying words?
Asp not what your country can do for you; asp what you can do for your country.
Sunday, July 16, 2006
"How many times do I have to explain this to you morons?"
Ok... not in those words. But since He didn't, I will. And right about now you're askin', "What's got this redneck so pissed off now?" Well let me tell ya.
I see this amendment to the Homeland Security Bill... says the Feds can't confinscate guns from law abiding citizens in times of emergency. I note many Republicans are patting themselves on the back and pointing and laughing at the conehead liberals who voted against the bill.
Ya know what?
I would've voted with Feinstein.
Ya know why?
Because its a stupid bill. Follow the logic you morons. The Law will now say, in the case of emergency, the federal government can not confiscate firearms. So what's the corrollary? Duh. When there isn't an emergency... THEY CAN.
When Homeland Security decides to confiscate guns... the Liberals can now say, "the law specificly states we can't do it in a time of emergency. No emergency has been declared." And ya know what?
They'll be right.
IDIOTS.
When the Republicans try to fight the confiscation, the liberals will then point out that the Republicans overwhelmingly voted FOR the very law that they are now complaining about.
You think the media won't spin this right down the People's throats? You're dead wrong.
This is BAD BAD BAD BAD news.
Remember this: Hillary can now claim that the law was written to prevent a rash over-reaction based on a state of emergency. She can claim that its a tough decision. Not a reaction. People will fall for this. Law and Order Republicans always believe in honoring the Law. Even when its an Evil law.
You people have watched the left pull crap like this for decades... and here you go... falling for it again. You never learn.
You cannot win by use of government power. It can't happen. You can only win buy asserting individual authority over the government, or state authority over federal. When you give the government an inch, it takes a mile.
This is disturbing to me on many many levels. Widespread confiscation will lead to our nations first civil war... and this looks an aweful lot to me like a classic first step to that confiscation.
You morons... what have you done? What have you done?
Thursday, July 13, 2006
BrandX axes: I'd like to ask you about your Nissan Titan, and a real-world, no bullshit evaluation of it, the good and the bad. Plus what to expect as average gas mileage . Appreciate it much as I'm looking at it or an F-150 Ford, both new. Any input will be appreciated.
Where to start?
Our Titan is a 2004 King Cab... it's got around 40,000 miles on it at this point. I've run nothing but full synthetic oil through her... changed her oil about every 5,000 miles... no problems. An engine light came on... but the dealer lied and told me the code didn't save. He says it went off on its own... my thinkin' is he cleared it on accident and forgot what it was. Anyway, we've had no problems out of it at all.
So.. Thumbs Up for:
- Monster Power.
- Best factory Nav system you can get. Smokes BMW's.
- More room in the cab than a full-sized car.
- Smokin' factory bedliner.
- Utili-trac bed system is awesome.
- Luxury. Pure Luxury.
- Bang for the Buck.
- Stereo is freakin' awesome
- Kids can watch the Dvd with headphones, while we listen to tunes.
Thumbs Down for:
- Gas Milage? This should be measured in gallons per mile. Not the other way around. Interstate? 14 or so. City? Forget it. 10 or 12. The good news is, if you're towing, your gas milage really doesn't change. You'll still get around 14 on the interstate, even with a 9000lbs trailer. 405ft/lbs of torque will do that for ya.
- 5.5 foot bed is just to short.
Over-all it is exactly what we needed. Its the family truckster of this millenium. Kids in the backseat... all the stuff in the bed under the A.R.E. cap. You can do some distance in this thing. We absolutely love it. We just wish the gas milage was better... and when I pick up a load of 2X4's I wish I had an 8-foot bed. No complaints though.
It comes down to what you want the truck for. A contractor couldn't use it. Bed's to short. But average joe pullin' a camper or a boat... makin' an occasional run to the hardware store? You can't beat it.

