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. ©
