Declaration of Independence

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IN CONGRESS, July 4, 1776.

The unanimous Declaration of the thirteen united States of America,

When in the Course of human events, it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another, and to assume among the powers of the earth, the separate and equal station to which the Laws of Nature and of Nature's God entitle them, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind requires that they should declare the causes which impel them to the separation.

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.--That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, --That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn, that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security.--Such has been the patient sufferance of these Colonies; and such is now the necessity which constrains them to alter their former Systems of Government. The history of the present King of Great Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute Tyranny over these States. To prove this, let Facts be submitted to a candid world.

He has refused his Assent to Laws, the most wholesome and necessary for the public good.
He has forbidden his Governors to pass Laws of immediate and pressing importance, unless suspended in their operation till his Assent should be obtained; and when so suspended, he has utterly neglected to attend to them.
He has refused to pass other Laws for the accommodation of large districts of people, unless those people would relinquish the right of Representation in the Legislature, a right inestimable to them and formidable to tyrants only.
He has called together legislative bodies at places unusual, uncomfortable, and distant from the depository of their public Records, for the sole purpose of fatiguing them into compliance with his measures.
He has dissolved Representative Houses repeatedly, for opposing with manly firmness his invasions on the rights of the people.
He has refused for a long time, after such dissolutions, to cause others to be elected; whereby the Legislative powers, incapable of Annihilation, have returned to the People at large for their exercise; the State remaining in the mean time exposed to all the dangers of invasion from without, and convulsions within.
He has endeavoured to prevent the population of these States; for that purpose obstructing the Laws for Naturalization of Foreigners; refusing to pass others to encourage their migrations hither, and raising the conditions of new Appropriations of Lands.
He has obstructed the Administration of Justice, by refusing his Assent to Laws for establishing Judiciary powers.
He has made Judges dependent on his Will alone, for the tenure of their offices, and the amount and payment of their salaries.
He has erected a multitude of New Offices, and sent hither swarms of Officers to harrass our people, and eat out their substance.
He has kept among us, in times of peace, Standing Armies without the Consent of our legislatures.
He has affected to render the Military independent of and superior to the Civil power.
He has combined with others to subject us to a jurisdiction foreign to our constitution, and unacknowledged by our laws; giving his Assent to their Acts of pretended Legislation:
For Quartering large bodies of armed troops among us:
For protecting them, by a mock Trial, from punishment for any Murders which they should commit on the Inhabitants of these States:
For cutting off our Trade with all parts of the world:
For imposing Taxes on us without our Consent:
For depriving us in many cases, of the benefits of Trial by Jury:
For transporting us beyond Seas to be tried for pretended offences
For abolishing the free System of English Laws in a neighbouring Province, establishing therein an Arbitrary government, and enlarging its Boundaries so as to render it at once an example and fit instrument for introducing the same absolute rule into these Colonies:
For taking away our Charters, abolishing our most valuable Laws, and altering fundamentally the Forms of our Governments:
For suspending our own Legislatures, and declaring themselves invested with power to legislate for us in all cases whatsoever.
He has abdicated Government here, by declaring us out of his Protection and waging War against us.
He has plundered our seas, ravaged our Coasts, burnt our towns, and destroyed the lives of our people.
He is at this time transporting large Armies of foreign Mercenaries to compleat the works of death, desolation and tyranny, already begun with circumstances of Cruelty & perfidy scarcely paralleled in the most barbarous ages, and totally unworthy the Head of a civilized nation.
He has constrained our fellow Citizens taken Captive on the high Seas to bear Arms against their Country, to become the executioners of their friends and Brethren, or to fall themselves by their Hands.
He has excited domestic insurrections amongst us, and has endeavoured to bring on the inhabitants of our frontiers, the merciless Indian Savages, whose known rule of warfare, is an undistinguished destruction of all ages, sexes and conditions.

In every stage of these Oppressions We have Petitioned for Redress in the most humble terms: Our repeated Petitions have been answered only by repeated injury. A Prince whose character is thus marked by every act which may define a Tyrant, is unfit to be the ruler of a free people.

Nor have We been wanting in attentions to our Brittish brethren. We have warned them from time to time of attempts by their legislature to extend an unwarrantable jurisdiction over us. We have reminded them of the circumstances of our emigration and settlement here. We have appealed to their native justice and magnanimity, and we have conjured them by the ties of our common kindred to disavow these usurpations, which, would inevitably interrupt our connections and correspondence. They too have been deaf to the voice of justice and of consanguinity. We must, therefore, acquiesce in the necessity, which denounces our Separation, and hold them, as we hold the rest of mankind, Enemies in War, in Peace Friends.

We, therefore, the Representatives of the united States of America, in General Congress, Assembled, appealing to the Supreme Judge of the world for the rectitude of our intentions, do, in the Name, and by Authority of the good People of these Colonies, solemnly publish and declare, That these United Colonies are, and of Right ought to be Free and Independent States; that they are Absolved from all Allegiance to the British Crown, and that all political connection between them and the State of Great Britain, is and ought to be totally dissolved; and that as Free and Independent States, they have full Power to levy War, conclude Peace, contract Alliances, establish Commerce, and to do all other Acts and Things which Independent States may of right do. And for the support of this Declaration, with a firm reliance on the protection of divine Providence, we mutually pledge to each other our Lives, our Fortunes and our sacred Honor.

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Girls, The Joy of the World

This essay may seem a little strange, and perhaps on a subject many may see as taboo. Girls. Or girf’s as Carly Shaw would say.

This essay is going to be long, with a number of videos. I request that you view the videos, even if they bore you, hopefully by the end they won’t. Try your best to view them with an opened mind and an open heart, without judgment on what they are wearing or not wearing, or how they move. I did not shoot these video’s, I did not choose the dress, pick the music or lay out the choreography. Some I choose to make a point, others just for the experience.

Anyone who has viewed my profile knows I am a Catholic, and as a Catholic it is impossible for me to have such a discussion without God being the foundation and fabric of the whole. I do not claim to speak for the Church, nor do I represent this essay as teachings of the Church. Instead, with the teachings of my mother and the actions of my father and a reflection of what I have been taught as a Catholic, these are my conclusions.

So in order to lay foundation for an honest talk about girls, we must get an idea of who the woman is.

Let us start at the beginning. (1-26) God created man in his image; in the divine image he created them; male and female he created them. Now it is obvious that he did not create us equal, he created us male and female. But, as to the authority bestowed upon them. Dominion over the birds of the air, the fish in the sea, and all the things that relate to this, he gave to man and woman both. Now I feel the first story of creation was told to make it clear to the reader that God created everything and that he created it from nothing, that is to say, he willed it, and so it was. I think he used the format of seven days because he wanted man to keep track of time, a format we use to this day. Why do you suppose he wanted us to keep track of time?
 

This is a destiny you cannot escape, make friends with it, this is not the way it was meant to be, but this is the way it is! Notice, what do you see, the name of the person and the day they were born and the day they died. Time!!! Your life is made of time!!

Now let us take a look at the second story of creation, (2-18) I feel this story of creation is to make it clear to the reader that we were made personally by God, regardless of what we may learn about the earth and it’s history, mankind was created personally. Now if you listen to the story, ‘remember; words mean things,’ God is the creator and therefore outranks man, (the creation can not out rank the creator), and if you follow the logic of the story, woman is a gift from God to man. Therefore, equal in spirit, but as human beings a man outranks his wife, not women, his wife (a gift can not out rank the recepeant).  But, don’t fret about this idea that your husband outranks you; God knows what he is doing.

Now, where does a gift from God belong? And should it be respected? Remember, this gift is very likely as smart as you are, and perhaps at times even smarter.

Remember from the story, you (the male) are made of clay, she on the other hand, is made of flesh and bone. Right there is a huge difference, which I believe explains a lot about the nature of a woman, to include the sixth sense, which I believe women have, and in recent generations, have been cheated of.

Now, let us take a look at some of things we know.
What did God write about woman, (Proverbs 31-10). Seems God thinks woman to be of great value, considering the great value she brings to her husband. And everyone knows ‘A man is King of his Castle – But a woman rules the roost’.

What else do we know, well we know the Angles have addressed men throughout the bible, and always in such a way that would led you to believe Angles outrank men. Example, When the Angle Gabriel came to Zechariah to announce the birth of John, Zechariah rebuffed him and said, ‘I am an old man, my wife an old woman, how can this be?’ And if you remember, Gabriel became indignant and struck Zechariah dumb, saying in effect, ‘ who do you think you are! You doubt me, Gabriel, who stands in attendance of God, you crummy little human being,’ Zappp!!! He’s dumb, for nine months, until the child (John the Baptist) was born, and Zechariah’s first words after nine months were,’ and his name will be called John.’ Yes, Angles outrank human beings.

But let us consider how that same Angle, Gabriel, addressed Mary when he came to announce the birth of Jesus. “Hail Mary full of grace, the Lord is with thee, blessed art thou among women”. Now who sounds like they are of higher rank? Mary? I think so. The only human being I know (outside of Jesus) who outranks Angles. Why? Because she is the Queen of Heaven. By default of who she is, she is the mother of Jesus, and if Jesus is King and unmarried, then by default, his mother is Queen. Now think about this, if we are going to believe that we are children of God, then by default, the women are Princesses. Think about that.

You Catholics, consider for one moment what an absolute joy it must have been to know Mary, the Mother of God as a girl. That’s right, God’s own Mother, the Queen of heaven started as a girl.

Now, if you read my essay, “Yes, I a male chavinist,’ I show how this manifest itself in our lives and the structure of culture.

http://thebiggalootfrom.blogspot.com/2012/05/yes-i-am-male-chauvinist.html

My mother liked being a woman, she like the power that came with it, and she knew how to use it. Once when I was about five years old, mom wanted a new refrigerator, but dad insisted the old one ran fine. So mom, knowing dad, instead of arguing with him, painted the old refrigerator bright gold, I got to help. It looked grand. Being sixty now and looking back, I’ll bet it was a monstrosity and shortly after that, we had a new refrigerator. Mom knew what she was doing.

Now where do such women come from? Women on whom you can build a great culture, like the Greeks, the Romans, the English?

They come from girls. My mother loved being a girl, she told me all about it, and the great joy that is was. This is key; if women are the gift, then girls are the joy. Girls (created in the likeness and image of Almighty God) are the joy of the world, no if’s, no ands, no buts.  

This paper began with stirrings in my gray matter about 1994, I was well into my forties, running a store in a Mexican flea market. I always had a color TV for sale, and of course it was always tuned to Univision because of who was looking at it.

I came in one morning and turned on the TV and this is what I saw.

‘El Club de los Tigritos’ (Ruge)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U6_1jEsx7-4

A strange thing happened, I was entertained. My spirits were lifted and I felt good about the world. I don’t even speak Spanish. I wasn’t sure why I was entertained, my first response was, ‘you’re a dirty old man if you like this,’ but yet, I’m not, that wasn’t it. But the truth is; I was entertained. I became a fan of the show and during its run, not only was I entertained; I studied it carefully in an effort to understand why I was entertained.

As time went on and I continued to watch the show, the things my mother had tried so hard to teach me began to emerge. Things we use to celebrate in earlier generations.

This is from the generation who fought and won WWII. There was always room for the girl and time to admire her and appreciate her. After all, she is the bud that will become the flower, and then a brick in the cultural wall.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WLLSqpYyPD8

If you ever saw the movie, ‘Meet me in St. Louis,’ then you know it was a romance, but the sheer joy in the movie was provided by Margret O’Brian. She lifts the spirits and heightens the emotional character of the entire film, simply because of who she was, the girl.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1grzsbVrXyg

Now if God is our foundation and fabric, then we can’t over look Satan. If Christ is real, than Satan is real. Why does Satan hate the human race so much and is determined to destroy it? Because Christ offered us a path to redemption, an offer unavailable to the fallen angels, Satan is already defeated and doomed along with his cohorts.

So Satan is envious of our redemption, but also of our physical being and the reality which goes along with it. We have the joy of being spiritual beings as well as human beings. There are many pleasures available to us which are directly related to the physical reality, like eating, drinking, sleeping, smell, touch, sex and most important, a foundation on which we ourselves can create, the earth and all that’s in it.

Christ said, ‘With man, nothing is possible, but with God all things are possible.’ Has this not proven to be so? Any and everything we have though up, we find what is necessary to make it so, right here in this abundant creation of God’s.

And what is this abundant creation? Contrast. Everything contrasts everything else. You can’t have day without night, you can’t have black without white. Happiness means nothing without sadness, struggle, grief. There is no laughter if there is no crying.  Without despair, there is no joy. Without the male there is no female.

God created us with a balance, (and the two shall be as one, (duhhh.. the children)), man who is made of clay, who is hard, earthy, with his roots deep in the soil that supports him and yields to him, and woman, who is made of flesh and bone, one who is soft, even tempted, a willing servant, a peace maker, a foundation of creation herself, and who can soften the clay and help mold it, care for it, comfort it and inspire it. (She’s really quite the gift).

Now if Satan wants to destroy man, then he needs only to upset this balance. If he can confuse and distort the identity of the man and the woman, or remove woman from the picture, then man will destroy himself. If Satan can steal the joy of the world, then despair will fill that void.

This is just a little girl on the beach, observe her, this is joy bubbling over onto the world around her. Look at her, she is the flower, she wants to be look at and admired, her only desire, to be pleasing, it’s who she is. She is made of flesh and bone.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QXvryajyNHY

The little boy on the other hand, will act silly and want attention, but for the most part, wants to play in the dirt. It’s who he is… Let the little boys play in the dirt and let the little girls, be girls.

If you take a close look at what you’ve built, the woman is behaving so much like a man, and so many men acting like girls, how can you tell the different?

Your toys are so abundant and so fascinating, you don’t see each other anymore, you don’t see your kids, you’re staring into a computer, television or a phone. You are distracted.

The beauty of the mating dance, regardless of culture or era, was immortalized in literature. I don’t even see one anymore? How do boys and girls get together? What? With all the cops, lawyers, suits, right down to the first grade, ‘Johnny Kiss me and I’m going to sue!’ 

Everybody’s a dirty old man; you can’t even look at a girl. One false move and you are labeled. It is dangerous to enjoy a girl, who does this sound like to you? If not Satan. Who would want them ignored and shunned, molested and abused, left unattended out of fear to be overgrown and choked off by weeds. To think only of the pleasure of sex, never considering the great potential of creation there in your own hands. The sheer power she gives you, that God gives you.

This following clip made for quite a stir, lots of people yelling about how obscene this was. Child porn I heard it called. (So be cautious)

 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TYRIYL5uP6w

Let me tell you what I saw. I saw five beautiful little girls give it their best shot. I saw hours worth of work and sore feet and hurt feelings and gallons of tears, and after all that suffering, they got up on that stage and dance that well, for me (considering I’m the audience at this moment), and I ‘m going to say that’s somehow nasty? Who do these people think they are? What are their true motives?

We started out in fig leaves, they’re girls, that’s who they are; they are the joy of the world.

If all you saw was sex, if you thought that was somehow nasty, then Satan has stolen your joy. Because what was actually on that stage was the future, the buildings blocks of a nation, showing you with all their sinew, their beauty, their strength, their ability to work with others, their ability to learn, to count, to understand music, to communicate. Do you think joy is hollow? Joy from God is never hollow. You speak about the depths of despair, have you forgotten the heights of joy? Look at what’s right in front of you.

Jackie Evancho Again, with an open mind and an open heart, if you let her, she’ll reach right into you. Please watch the entire video.

The last time I posted this, they pulled the video, its back, so type   Jackie Evancho, 10 (classical crossover singer) ~ America's Got Talent YouTube Special  into your youtube engine, and you’ll find it. I do not want to offend this girl, this is a great performance.

Not only does she have the voice of an angel, consider all the practice, all the heartache, all the tears and suffering that went into that moment. Notice how well she stood there and accepted the praise and admiration, how honest she was, and even when she bust into tears and cried for the world to see, she held her ground gracefully. She was ten. Rare is the occasion I see this kind of strength among my fellow men.

The bald guy said, ‘She’s a child?’ At the end the judges were truly amazed, not only with her, but with the response of the audience. I have to wonder why? Could it be because they ignore what’s right in front of them, and when a girl makes it all the way to Big Brother, they are overwhelmed?  Do they not understand who she is? The Joy of the world. It’s on this kind of foundation you can build a great culture. This clip goes a long ways to making my point. The great response to her was because of the great joy she brought to them. A natural thing, something we should be filled with. Instead we are filled with other people’s tragedies, the troubles of the world, doom, despair and play with our distractions so we don’t think about it.

Then something like this comes along, lifts your spirits and makes you fell good about the world, and it feels strange, somehow foreign, somehow??? and you change the channel.

Indeed she is foreign, she is from Russia. The reason I choose a few foreign films was hopefully you would not speak the laugange, girls don’t need laugange to be girls, they just are. Look at her, let her sing to you, you’ll be amazed at what she communcates, joy will flow from her. Remember that, when listening to a girl, words aren’t always important. She has a sixth sense. You need only to get to know her.

Katya Ryabova

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I7E99EjtObU 

You have your boats (my weakness), trucks, guns, computers, football, baseball and toys out your ass. That’s fine, but if you want to study something, there is nothing more fascinating than a little girl. She will entertain you, she will challenge you, she will make you think, she’ll puzzle you, she’ll protect you and she’ll care for you like a sick puppy when you’re down or old.

They will protect you, if you get to know your daughters, and teach them, and cultivate them, they will fight to the death for you. That’s why you send them away during times of battle or you take the war to your enemies, so they don’t bring it home to your women, because they will get themselves killed protecting you, and it is your duty to protect what God gave you. Remember, you are made of clay, she of flesh and bone, you are her rock, and she will defend her rock to the death.

Priscilla ‘Cette Vie Nouvelle’

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dncxiW-BhCI

These are the bricks on which you build a culture. Girls, not some gender neutral equal partner. Do not judge her on what she’s wearing or the sexy way she dances; consider instead the creature that is capable of doing this. Yes she’s sexy, yes she’s young, she’s a girl!!! Cultivate her, teach her, rear her, love her, support her, but let her be a girl. Quit trying to change nature, instead give them an outlet. Give the young a mating dance, give them an avenue to get to know each other and appreciate each other. For if there is to be freedom, there first has to be a reason, and you are so tangled in your own tar babies (http://thebiggalootfrom.blogspot.com/2012/07/what-are-we-going-to-do.html) and so distracted by your toys, you have forgotten that reason.  This gift from God is your reason. Think about that, it’s nature; it’s the way God made it. Perhaps as many as 2,500 girls a day are being sacrificed to Satan, he has you not only killing the joy of the world, but your reason to be free, and where there is no reason, there is no will.

Christ said, ‘It would be better for a mill stone to be place around your neck and you tossed into the sea, least you corrupt such as these.’ Referring to the children.  Do not molest them or corrupt them, instead appreciate them, admire them, protect them and let them bring the ‘Joy of God’ into your life.

Just a small town girl, at a small town festival; a beautiful flower in the breeze.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G3WDTiFYkrA

Or a field exploding with color filling the air with the aroma’s of spring.

AKB48 – ‘Baby, baby, baby.’

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yNg3mcjhq9w

Consider if these are the building blocks, what a beautiful cultural you could build.

You have already murder some twenty-seven million of your girls since 1973 before they were even born. It has to stop! Abortion has to stop! You will not have the blessings of the Almighty God as long as this continues.

Consider for one moment if you were God, and man was choosing to murder 2,500 of your girls every day, which ones would you let man keep?

Remember, your girls are only as good as you, and you only as good as your girls. Embrace and kiss your wives and daughters and see them for what and who they are. For God will abandon the country which abandons its girls.

Jordan McCoy

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rDO_Sgz804M 

Our father’s knew what I’m telling you, and went so far as to tell stories to illustrate the point. One such story is Pollyanna, by Eleanor H. Porter, here brought to life by Walt Disney.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gJQSQA2bwgU

If you are so inclined, I think the entire movie is here, and is worth the watch. It is the story of a little girl who transforms a community, preacher and all.  ©

George Henry Nichols

An Interesting Conversation

This was taken from the novel

The Life, Times & Adventures of

Sir George Henry Nichols

or

The Legend of Captain Outrageous

Just prior to this conversation, there had been a dispute over a young girl and whether or not she was to be raped. In the struggle, one man was wounded and the rapist killed, the girl remained untouched.

After the episode with Donald, I began to think just what my life was really worth, and it didn't add up to a lot. The man shot me, outright, no ifs, no ands, no buts, he shot me, and only by the grace of God, am I not the same as he. I caught that ball, I saw it coming, and I caught it. Then Steve shot him dead, just that quick, and I some how wonder, does that make my life worth his, cause that's what he paid with, and was he some how cheated, because I be alive, with him having paid.

I never new what became of the girl, after I turned her over to Morgan, I never saw her again; I suppose he put her on a messenger to Jamaica. I often wondered if it was really about her, it started out that way, I thought, but in an instance, a man was dead, and could have been two. How can this be over a little girl? A little girl I'd never seen in my whole life, and shall never see again. How can this be? I have had men die all about me, and so I can look the other way, for is that not the way of life? For what is one without the other? I was truly upset over Baltimore, but only because of Vicky, if the truth were known. Why is it we value them so much, whether good intentions, or evil? Then I thought, tis the law I upheld, after all, I'm a knight, a Welshmen, a nobleman, but no, somehow, I truly felt it was about the girl.

This so haunted me that I posed the question to Harry in the cool of one evening while sitting about the deck, having a punch, I remember he looked at me real hard, and sitting on a barrel of tallow, leaned back against the mizzen, "Interesting question. Why do we cherish our women so?"

"I can tell 'im a thing or two eh admiral!" came a sharp reply from Crab, a real grubby fellow leaning there against the helm.

"Shu'd up Crab! That's not what he wants to know!" then Harry looked at me and said, "because of their position in life. If you have a good woman, you have everything, a family, someplace to go. Someplace you belong. You have a reason for the things you do." Then rubbing his chin, he went on, "If you have a good woman, you have farms, cities, you have trading, you have a reason to fight, because you have a reason for peace. And a reason to live, because you have a reason to die. She gives you immortality."

I looked at him like he was off his jump, I was sitting on a pile of rope there next to the cabin, "How can you say that, most of the men here don't have women, if fact the little girl I got shot over was the only thing close to a women any of us have seen since we left Port Royal! So what's our motivation?"

"The dream of a good woman," He said rather flatly.

Then Crab said, " 'ow come I got no women?"

"Cause you’re a crab, Crab! You're only as good as your women, and they, only as good as you. That's why there are stations in life, because the likes of you make it so." Then Harry turned to me and said, "If you want a good life, then you need a good woman, and if you want a good woman, then you have to be good. But more important then that, you have to be willing to die for her, whether you know who she is or not! Because if your not willing to die for her, then what good is she, and who wants her," he rubbed his eyes with his thumb and forefinger a moment, and then continued, "so you see, Donald wasn't so wrong, his dream just a little out of hand, but he was willing to die for her," then putting his hand up said, "but you were right to enforce the Articles, by doing so, you too proved you were willing to die for her. So you see without her, you had nothing."

"But perhaps it was the law for which I stood." Thinking myself somehow noble, and to hear his reply.

"It was still about her, you chose the law, which protected her. Donald simply chose her, and because you chose the law, which means that you indeed hold the law above yourself, places you above Donald." Then shaking his finger at me, said, "But it was still about the girl."

"On what do you base this?" I asked.

"'ea!! "ow ya know?" Crab echoed.

"Cause you were willing to die." Harry said.

"One dies for one's country!" I said, hearing my father telling me I was a 'Welshmen, for a Welshmen is a noble breed,' and I knew Henry was a Welshmen.

"One's country is one's women." he maintained.

"What of the children, the sons."

"'ea! What of the bloomin' children." I could tell Crab was enjoying the conversation.

"One's children is one's woman, you just haven’t thought about it." Henry was steady on his point, though I wasn't sure I bought it, although I reflected on something my father said years ago on my first trip to the well, 'Be gone with him to the spring, better for us to make another, least we have a spare.'

"Then if what you say is true, the reason the Spanish is a parcel of cowards...? Is because... They aren't willing to die for their women?" I thought I had him here, I thought for sure.

"Exactly" Henry said in total agreement.

"W'at that you say?" Crab bellowed just as I said.

"Exactly! What do you mean, exactly?"

"The Spanish didn't bring their women. Why? Because their intent is to plunder and take the booty back to Spain, and then return themselves. But unable to resist temptation, they took up with the local women, whom they considered no better than whores or animals, and so littered the countryside with bastards, neither of which is worth fighting for, and certainly not worth dying for." Henry was telling it well. "I promise you, if they would have brought their own women, we would not be here." Then raising his hand, "that's why we're so willing to fight, and indeed go look for the fight, least they bring it home to our women!" I could tell he was pleased with himself, for having thought of it so well.

"But the little Spanish girl wasn't one of my women, she was one of theirs." I offered.

"But you still have the dream, you still dream of a good woman. Therefore, woman is like a treasure in your eyes, regardless of who she is. They don't, to them, women, pesos, women,“ he said holding his hands out like a scale, “they're a gluttony, like the gold, you're only as good as your women, and they as good as you." Then he stood up and walked to the cabin door, opened it, then turned around and added, "And God will abandon the country, who fails it's women, because let us not forget, God's mother, was a woman! And if you remember correctly, man played no part in that scheme."

When he had gone on into the cabin, Crab said, "ya know 'e says it real fancy like and all, but what 'e says is true, a man won't kill ya ov'r alot, but 'e'll damn well kill ya ov'r a touch of tail, and don't ever think 'e won't!" And with that, Crab went off.

I sat there awhile alone, thinking about it all, and wondered if this was true, was this why Vicky haunted me so, unto this day, and with this thought, tears came into my eyes, for she was truly gone.

Girls = Liberty

I would like to address the very basic foundation of civilization. Women. Do you think this is strange? Let us consider, and go back five hundred years. The new world was discovered, first here were the Spanish, then the French, and then the Dutch, and last on the scene were the English.

Why were the English so wildly successful? Because they brought their own women. The Spanish, the French, the Dutch came to rape the land of its riches and return home, but unable to resist the temtation of the local women, and considering them no more than animals, treating them with no respect, took up with them and turned them into whores and littered the countryside with bastards, and thus entrenched this idea into local cultures.

I ask you, who is going to fight and die for whores and bastards? Who is going to stand and build on them? While the English brought their own women, their wives, their daughters, the ones they loved, treasured, respected. Women who would give them futures, women worth building for, worth protecting, worth dying for. Women who grew into families, farms, companies, dynasties, and by 1776, country.

Yes, that’s right, when one speaks of love of country, when one is willing to die for country, what the hell do you think he’s talking about? His women! His mother, his wive, his daughters. This is what motivates a man. Ever notice the nose art of WWII combat planes, the vast majority were depictions of women. Why? Because that is what they were fighting for. Look at South and Central America, they are stagnate, why? Because of the legacy of bastards left behind by the Spanish, the French and the Dutch.

You focus in on any dynasty down there, and it is rooted in family, but there are few of them. Now look at the United States and Canada, it was built for and on the love and respect of the treasured woman. It used to be entrenched in the culture, the idea of the Lady, and the Gentleman who loved her, this common among the poor and rich alike, causing an upward trend in the culture as a whole.

If you doubt me, take a look at the world, take a look at history. The Greeks, the Romans, loved and adored their woman, the English, on who’s soil the sun never set, at one time, developed it into the idea of the Lady and the Gentleman who loved her, and was this not embraced by all the classes, did not every woman aspire to be a Lady, and every man a gentleman.

Look at the fall of these empires, they crumbled right along with the families as the attitude towards the woman changed. Look at Africa, they have never done a damn thing, and they consider their women slaves and cows. Look at the Arabs, who we fight today, they do not even allow flowers in the field, they cover them up, and hid them away, and they are barbaric people, a culture of death.

So think hard, and consider what I say before you dismiss it as old fashion thinking, for wasn’t it old fashion thinking that gave us the Greeks, the Romans, the Great British Empire? In the forties, we had to fight the evils of Germany, where Hitler viewed the woman as a source to build an army, go and read the ‘Rise and Fall of the Third Reich’, as see if what I say is not true. Look at Japan before and during the war, need I go on?

I hear you cry out for freedom, liberty, justice, but why is it you want these things, so you can go on treating women like candy, to be eaten and consumed, and discarded when they grow old like expired milk, littering the countryside with bastards, creating girls with no morels so you have a new crop of candies to be consumed and discarded. I promise you, the men who died to give you these things, freedom, liberty and justice did so for their women, so they could love them and adore them and grow them into families, farms, companies, dynasties, country. Do you think you can secure freedom, liberty and justice when your motives are to rape, molest and destroy? There are three things that motivate a man, food, sleep and sex, and sex is the greatest of the three. Woman. Think about it.

So if you are concerned with the New World Order, the loss of democracy, the poisoning of our water supply, the abuse of monopolies, then I say to you, go home to your wives first. Give them the love and respect they deserve. If your wife is estranged, go and find her, tell her you are sorry for being a fool, and take her back in, care for her, provide for her and respect her for the gift that she is. Love your children, teach them, take the time to tell them the stories, Chicken Little, The Emperors New Clothes, The Tar Baby, Cinderella, Rumpelstilzchen, The three Little pigs, Little Red Riding Hood, ‘you don’t dress your pretty little girl up in a nice red cape and hood and send her out among wolves, they are going to eat her!’ No wait! Maybe you are the wolves?

Wake up! If you have littered the country side with bastards, go, gather them up, tell them you were a fool, bring them home, love them, teach them, tell them the stories, and if you do not know the stories, than learn them, maybe you might do some growing. Do not use the updated politically correct versions, go back to the original stories, the ones with the bite, the ones that taught life’s lessons.

Let me ask you, do you have a home? Or a house? If you are in a fox hole, and a woman is next to you, who are you fighting for? If you are working in a factory, and a woman is working next to you, for whom do you work? If you are a leader, with a fine suit in a tall building, and a woman is next to you, leading, for whom are you leading? If the women are going to fight for us, build for us and lead us, why not stay at the house and watch the TV and drink beer? Look around, just what is it you see? You can cry out for freedom, liberty and justice, but you will never secure it, if you are not motivated to get off your ass and act!!!

Food, Sleep and Sex, a good women will motivate you to do, whatever it is that needs to be done, for a cherished woman is worth dying for. Let us not forget, that is the price.

I can hear you now!!! Belly aching over it is her own damn fault. She is the one who wanted a job, a career, who wanted to be more. Yes, I can hear you. Well I hate to be the one to break it to you, but it is your fault. You failed to celebrate her, instead you went on and on about how important you were. How you had to go to work everyday, how you had to bring home the bacon, how she would be nothing if it was not for the man. Yes, I can hear you.

Let me ask you again, do you have a home, or a house? Who is rearing your children? You? Your woman? Or the schools, the day cares, the after school programs, the gangs, the government? Think about it. Who is going to care for you in your old age? The children reared by the schools, the daycares, the after school programs, the gangs, the government? Or the children reared by your wives, who love you? Answer me, I implore you. Tell me, I want to know.

Who are these kids going to love? Remember, there are three motivators, Food, Sleep and Sex. Who are the children going to love? The ones that fed them, that provided their shelter, which taught them about life, right or wrong.

If you give up your wives, if you do not recognize how important she is to the culture, as a woman, as a mother, as the temper of community, if you do not celebrate their importance, and love them, provide for them, protect them, then you also give up your children, and they are the future.

You threw out these old fashion ideas, and here, now is the future you reaped. Look at it. Seems to be the same one you are bitching about. The same one that seems to be bound to enslave you, to destroy you, to bring you to your knees.

If you think these kids do not resent being reared by the schools, the day cares, the gangs, the government, then why is the future what it is? Yes, they resent it, look around, and Wake up! It is indeed the man’s own fault. I implore you, think about it!

You know, when I was a kid, I would come home from school and my mother would have a piece of fruit or a candy bar waiting for me, sometime during the day my bed got made, she would ask me how school was. If I was overly cheerful, or melancholic, she would ask me why.

This was the rule throughout the neighborhood, mothers were at home. So there was very little I could do that my mother didn’t know about. I fell out of a tree once, some 12 feet, landed on my back, knocked the wind out of me, and I was having trouble catching my breath. One of the neighbor mothers saw it, did she panic, call 911, no. She grabbed me up by my arm, dragged me home, and knocked on our door. She told mother what happen, mother grabbed me up, had a good look at me and said he’s alright Smitty, want a cup of coffee?

That was that. I learned, just because you fall out of a tree, it is not the end of the world, if you are not hurt, then get over it. My brother and I were out once goofing off, and I broke my arm, did we panic, call 911? No. We went home, dad looked at it, said, ‘Yep, it’s broke’, and took me over to see Doctor Parker, he fixed it, right there in his office. Told dad how and when to take the cast off, told Dad not to bring him back unless something is wrong with him. Neither time did mom nor dad get upset, its just life. I learned that day, even if you do get hurt, it’s not the end of the world.

At no time did I feel unloved. Dinner was always on the table when dad got home from work, and we sat down together as a family, and we had dinner conversation. Many things were discussed over dinner, when dinner was over, dad instructed us to thank mother for dinner. When it was time for bed, mother always tucked us in, and helped us to say a pray to thank God for the day, regardless of how it went, and then she would tell us a story. At the time, I just thought it was a story, but today I find I apply those stories on regular bases.

When I asked my father a question, he would ask me 10. It used to frustrate the hell out of me, but looking back on it I realize, he was teaching me to think. My mother would tell me, do what your teachers say, don’t give them any trouble, or you will have trouble double when you get home. But… When they start jumping off the cliff, you come home.

I would asked about something, and I would say, well Joe says this, and Randy says that, and mother would ask, what do you say? What do you think? Don’t let Randy and Joe do your thinking, consider what they say, but do your own thinking.

Dad taught me how to fish, how to hunt and handle a gun in a safe manner, he would say, don’t ever point a gun at anyone unless you intend to kill them, because if you point a gun at them, they are going to kill you. You don’t point a gun at someone and pull the trigger to kill, you do so to stay alive! He taught me how to dress game, from the hoof to the dinner table, how to grow a garden, how to take care of myself, when nobody else would.

He taught me how to be a team member, how to do my job to the best of my ability, so even if the team lost, it was not my fault. He taught me to be a gracious winner, as well as a gracious loser. He taught me to treat every girl as a lady, as you would treat your own mother, for she is the mother of tomorrow, and being a mother is the most important of all jobs, for in the hands of mothers is where the future lies, it is why he went to work every day. At the time I did not understand of what he spoke, but now I do, the children are the future, and they are who rears them. So again I say, you fear one world government, well go home and tell your wives you love them and rear your children.

So do you doubt me? Who is feeding your children, KFC, Taco Bell, Pizza Hut, Alfie’s Fish and Chips, Who? Who is making their beds? Who is helping them with their home work? Who is teaching them about love and sex? Who? I want to know? Who is teaching them about life? Who? Well, I can tell you, if it is not their Mothers, then money is feeding them, if it is not their Mothers, then they are sleeping in unmade dirty beds, if Mother is not helping with their homework, then how do you know what they are learning?

If their Mothers and Fathers are not teaching them about love and sex, than who? The Government, that’s who, and they are leaving out the part about love and teaching them to masturbate, passing out condoms and telling them to go for it, and if you accidentally make a baby, that’s okay too, we will just suck it right out of the girl, and everything will be alright.

And you wonder why the world is what it is. The world is what you made it. You reap what you sow, take a look at your crop. You wonder why children have no sense of style, why the tattoos, the piercings, the crazy hair, the lack of manners, common curtsies, concern for others? Wonder why they are resentful, filled with hate? Are you wondering why? Again, tell me who reared them? You wonder why they love money? Who fed them, really? Was it money, or mother’s hand. Tell me, I want to know!

You know there is a big health care grab going on in the US right now, know what that’s about? I do. And it is not going to turn out very well. If you were smart, you would buy stock in funeral homes and cemeteries, because they are fixing to use health care to bury the hippies, who sowed this crop. People, the chickens have come home to roost.

So, to put it buntly, if you want to fix Global Warming, Clean up the water, solve energy problems, clean up the oil spills, bring government back into line, restore the Constitution, improve the schools...ect..ect...ect..... Then we must quit killing our babies before they are born, and put our women back on a pedetal and celibrate them for the gift they are. ©

Revenge of the Innocent

You know? Revenge is a dish best served cold. And I have a feeling it’s fixing to be served up. I don’t think it’s going to be very pretty.

Here we are all in a panic over ‘Global Warming,’ New World Order,’ ‘Feeding the Hungry,’ ‘Contaminated Water Supplies,’ ‘Housing Market Melt Down,’ ‘Immigrant Invasion,’ ‘War on Terrorist,’ “Health Care,’ ‘Earthquakes!’ ‘Volcanoes Erupting!!’ ‘Giant Waves!!!,’ on and on and on…..

Details…. Just a bunch of details. There is an old saying, ‘The Devil is in the Details.’ Well… You know what? That’s true. My Mother always told me to view life from the bleachers, and beyond. Well, this has been kind of a curse, because I do, and few do. Therefore I never seemed to see what other people see. Often times in the short term, I would appear to be wrong, but it seemed, in the long term, I’ve been right more times than I can count. So… Let me tell you what I see now.

I see the coming revenge of the innocent. We know it says in psalm: 139.13 ‘You created my innermost being, you knit me together in my Mother’s womb, Your eyes saw my unformed body – All the days ordained for me were written in your book, before one of them came to be.’ Now if you ask me, this is a pretty heavy statement, something a God would say.

Now lets suppose, lets just suppose for the sake of argument, that this is God, and he did say this, to us, OOOOooo… Umpteen some odd years ago. In 1973, in this country, the Supreme Court ruled that a Mother could kill her baby before it was born, for lets say…. I don’t know??? Convenience!!!

And in the intern time, we have killed better than 37 million babies. Lets see… In that number there would be brothers and sisters, husbands and wives. (???) Lets see… 1973, the survivors are now what, fixing to be 40 years of age. They are in middle management, in Congress, both houses, huummm…. Of course they don’t realize they are survivors of a great whim of convenience, they never think that the reason they are unmarried is because the Mother of their wife or husband, found them inconvenient!!! They never think, I wonder if I had a brother, or a sister, no they never think about that. But I do know what they are thinking.

If you take a close look at ‘Health Care’ in it present form. It is Revenge of the Innocent, for the survivors are of age now, and the Hippies who all thought this was a good idea, are going to find themselves in the absurd position of being…. Dare I say it!!!! “Inconvenient” Which we all know… Is a legitimate excuse for elimination.

Yes, I think God is upset with us, because we let it go on and on…(details, details, got to get through the details). And you might say, ‘He is giving us just enough rope to hang ourselves.’ I think it will be just as messy, and just as private. My dear friends, ‘the chickens have come home to roost.’ ©

George Henry Nichols