My Fellow Patriots,

My fellow patriots,

I think we have reached a point where the game has changed. We are so tangled in the tar baby we are failing to see the truth. We are no longer a political movement, we are enemies of the state. We are the problem… The question is…? Are we Christians? Because that’s what it’s going to come down to. Are you a Christian? For I assure you, we live in Biblical times.

I fail to see why you are timid… Does not Christ stand before you, sword drawn in your defense…? Where is your sword? Is it not sharp? Is it not tempered? Are you not ready for battle? (In the 1660’s, an Englishman caught with a failed pistol was subject to forty lashes). It’s your responsibility to keep your sword sharp and your gun loaded and yourself ready for battle.

Again… Why are you timid? If you take an honest look at the evidence presented… It all points to God… to Christ. All the sciences point to a creation. Geology, Biology (including DNA research), Astronomy, Cosmology and even Quantum Physics. Even genealogy leads us to Mount Ararat and a hand full of people.  

The second law of Thermo-dynamics dictates a creation. Educate yourselves, sharpen your sword, temper the steel, and prepare for battle, for the enemy lurks just over the hill. 

The only thing that will save America now… Is a full blown revival. As was in the 1830's, when the Bible became widely read in this country. Instead of trying to sell your own damn book, trying to have your own say… Promote the Bible, read the Bible…

Might I suggest…. You read it like a novel… accept the premise laid out in chapter one, for indeed it is a story, with a beginning, a middle and an end. It is a story of triumph and despair, of sex and barbarism, of being lost… and being save.

If you like Science Fiction… you’ll like the Bible… If you like Fantasy…you’ll like the Bible… If you like Murder and Mayhem…you’ll like the Bible…and we Christians know it’s all true…

So… if you are indeed Christians, might I suggest, turning off your television, put down your Twitter and Facebook, and come out from your air-conditioned homes and churches, and into the streets, make yourselves known to one another, Baptists and Catholics, Episcopalians and Lutherans, if we are Christian, let us gather and know one another. But above all, make yourself known to God. Let the world know…you are not ashamed of the Almighty…  For a man must be diligent in watching the walls of his house, lest a strong man comes in the night and carries it all away.

Within the tar-baby, you’re thinking the strong man’s in Washington… He’s not, he’s right outside your walls… Realize… there is no reason, you are wrestling a tar-baby, barking dawgs don’t bite. That’s why they keep you barking…

If you strip away the details… Then you know what I say is true… Remember, ‘the devil is in the details’… and the Emperor is Naked as a Jay-Bird, and Bier Rabbit is tangled in the Tar-Baby, and Bier Fox and Bier Bear are fixing to eat him up.

Wake up, free yourselves of the Tar-Baby, expose the naked Emperor and scatter the Fox and Bear. Uncle Remus was a wise old feller.

Reflect on your parents and grandparents, for this is what I am doing, and seeing things as they are. And not as I am being told.

When I was a young feller, about twenty, I asked my father about church, and did he really believe all that stuff… cause none of it makes any sense with what they’re teaching in the schools… (?) and he said… “I hope you live long enough son… cause you’ll find it’s the only thing that does makes sense.” And damned if I didn’t live long enough, and damned if he wasn’t right. It is indeed, the only thing that makes any sense. And now… if you look hard enough… you’ll find the sciences are all telling us the same thing. It happened, just like the Bible says. Facts are facts, they don't admit it, they haven't in years....But facts are facts. 

George Henry Nichols

“Life is real! Life earnest!

          And the grave is not its goal;

Dust thou art, to dust returnest,

          Was not spoken of the soul.

Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,

          Is our destined end or way.

But to Act, that each tomorrow,

          Finds us farther than today.

Art is long, and time is fleeting

          And our hearts, though stout and brave,

Still, like muffled drums, are beating

Funeral marches to the grave. 

In the World’s broad field of battle,

In the bivouac of life,

Be not like dumb, driven cattle!

          Be a hero in the strife!

Trust no future, howe’er pleasant!

          Let the dead past, bury its dead!

Act – act in the living present!

          Heart within, and God o’er head.!

Lives of great men all remind us

          We can make our lives sublime,

And, departing, leave footprints in the sands of time.

Footprints, that perhaps another,

Sailing o’er life’s solemn main,

          A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,

Seeing, shall take heart again…

          Let us then be up and doing,

With a heart for any fate;

          Still achieving, still pursuing,

Learn to labor, and to wait…

                   *

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

1807 - 1882

In His Own Image

I would like you to go through a little exercise with you. An exercise in thinking…

I want you to clear your mind… No politics, no religion, no agenda, clear your mind… let yourself see what's there, and what’s actually going on… No more, just see what’s there…

This first is no more than a light box, it is covered with sand… sand… There is an intelligent being moving this sand about… With design to entertain, to tell a story, and least I forget, the show off the skills of the artist… But… remember, it is sand atop a light box.

http://youtu.be/8CHe9Am68wc

And this second one… Let’s just say, if you don’t get it…you’re not going to.

http://youtu.be/M1Q-EbX6dso

And He created them in His own image, male and female He created them…

George Henry Nichols  

Another letter by the teenage girl from Wales

I asked her for permission to print this letter, She made one stipulation: 
(Thank you for your response.

OK.  With one proviso.  Since things are changing by the minute, put the time and date I wrote it (4:22 am 2/27/14 my time (Donetsk) -- 6:22 pm 2/26/14 your time CST (US)).)

Since November of last year, I have been monitoring the Ukraine situation with deep interest and concern, especially the last three weeks plus.

          There have been three modes of information source available which I utilized to keep current with events.

          First, of course, are numerous relatives, friends and acquaintances "on the ground" in various parts of the country who are experiencing first hand what is transpiring.

          Additionally, thanks to the internet, there are various "news" outlets (TV, radio, print and websites) both in Ukraine and other parts of Europe which supply needed information.  However, you have to know which ones because of extreme bias.  Out of the United States, about the only reliable entity is Fox News.  And I can't leave out the various bloggers and tweeters.

          Then there are (were) a couple live web cams which showed overall panoramas of Maidan Nezalezhnosti (Independence Square) and Mariyinsky Park (Constitution Square), both in Kiev, 24 hours a day showing all that was happening.

          While most of the coverage concerns the actions in Kiev, protests and demonstrations were occurring all over Ukraine, including Donetsk.

          Of all those in Ukraine I worry about, the three you are most aware of are my grandparents in Kiev, and AK in Donetsk.

          So what is this all about ??  It is about alignment, personal freedom, political and economic corruption, and social degeneration.

          Of everybody involved, there are five names which you should focus upon:  (Ex) President Viktor Yanukovych, former president Yulia Tymoshenko, 
Minister of Internal Affairs Vitaliy Zakharchenko, Oleksandr Turchynov, speaker of the Parliament, and 
Vitali Klitschko, leader of the Ukrainian Democratic Alliance for Reform.  (If Vitali Klitschko's name sounds familiar, he just recently retired as the World Heavyweight Boxing Champion.)          

          The beginning of all this actually goes back to the fall of the Soviet Union.  Then the Orange Revolution of 2004.  However, this is no time for a history lesson.
 
          Alignment.  The question:  Should Ukraine associate itself (economically, socially and politically) with the "European Union" and the West, or with Russia ??  A large majority of Ukrainians chose Europe and the West, as most still remember its long occupation and suppression by the USSR.  Through the democratic process, an agreement (contract) was passed stating Ukraine would join the EU.  Appeared everything was settled, however, President Yanukovych (long known as a puppet of Russia's president Putin) at the last minute discarded the agreement in favor of aligning with Russia.

          Personal Freedom.  Though Ukraine was no longer under the thumb of the USSR, government control had steadily crept back into people's lives under Yanukovych, mainly enforced by the Titushky, 
Security Service of Ukraine (SBU), and the Berkut.

          Political and Economic Corruption.  I am ashamed to admit it, but Ukraine is one of the most corrupt nations of the world. 
          Social Degeneration.  Because of the government's involvement and protection of organized crime, Ukraine has become the center of sexual trafficking, prostitution, child pornography, smuggling, and other activity.     

          Seeing all this unfolding before my eyes, I could not stay away.  Fortunately, much has been resolved.  Yanukovych has been removed from office.  The Constitution has been restored to its prior status before he took power.  Yulia Tymoshenko has been released from prison (she is the former Prime Minister and leader of the Orange Revolution who was imprisoned byYanukovych's courts on false charges), couple days ago the Berkut was disbanded, all USSR monuments have been destroyed, close to a hundred governmental officials have been arrested and charged for "organizing the killing of protesters, and again making Ukrainian the official language of the nation.

          Euromaidan (anti-communist, pro European seizing of government buildings) "occupations" have taken place in most Oblasts.

          Yanukovych and several other officials are now fugitives.  He and some others tried to escape by flying out of Donetsk, but were denied.

          Donetsk is in the eastern part of the country.  This eastern part is where the highest degree of Russian is spoken, though not necessarily supportive of Russia itself.

          The Kharkiv Oblast (province north of Donetsk) declared "separation" from Ukraine.  However, its governor (Mikhail Dobkin) and its city's mayor (Hennadiy Kernes) have fled to Russia.

          In the south (Sevastopol and Simferopol) pro-Russian separatists and Crimean Tatars(with help from the Russian military) have held protests to secede.   Russian soldiers have already been sighted in the Crimea.

          There are still huge demonstrations all over Ukraine, especially here in the east.  Thousands of protesters on both sides fought in Kharkiv and Donetsk just yesterday.  But the main tension all over Ukraine is the uncertainty of what Putin will do.  Rumors everywhere.  Most believe he will invade (at least in the East first) as he is not likely to lose Ukraine.  He did it in Georgia.  We all know the USA will do nothing because Obama is weak, cowardly, inept and incompetent.  All talk.  Probably as corrupt asYanukovych.  He is deemed more irrelevant than anything.

The Girl From Wales 

The Environmental Disaster You’ve Never Heard Of

The fighter jets and military planes that blast into the skies each day above Albuquerque’s Kirtland Air Force Base (KAFB) consume millions of gallons of jet fuel each year. In order to serve this fleet, the Air Force stores enormous amounts of fuel and distributes it throughout the base via a network of tanks, pipes and pumps. In the early 1950s, the base replaced leaking tanks and aging pipelines with a new fuels facility it promised would modernize and make more safe the handling and distribution of jet fuel. The facility received its first trainload of jet fuel and aviation gas in 1953. Almost immediately, and for the next 45 years, it has leaked jet fuel into the surrounding soil.

The “leak” continued, undetected, until 1992 when workers observed a huge surface plume in the soil surrounding the fuel facility. The Air Force largely ignored requests by the US Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) to investigate the plume’s source and extent and instead, in 1994, gave itself a waiver from conducting military-mandated tests of the facility pipeline. Under pressure from the New Mexico Environment Department (NMED), the Air Force finally conducted pressure tests of the pipelines in 1999. They failed spectacularly. The added pressure blew massive holes in the pipeline. The test appeared to prove the pipes were leaking. In a comic/tragic, nothing-to-see-here moment in May 2000, Mark Holmes, a civilian project manager for Kirtland’s environmental unit, told the Albuquerque Journal that everything was fine: The 100,000 gallons of missing fuel could be explained by a simple accounting error. NMED staffer Dennis McQuillan, however, told the Journalthat if it were a 100,000 gallon spill, it “would be a big spill, one of the biggest” in state history.

For comparison's sake, the KAFB spill is larger than the 1989 Exxon Valdez spill, which dumped more than 12 million gallons of crude oil into Alaska’s Prince William Sound, killing an estimated quarter-million seabirds, 3,000 otters, hundreds of harbor seals and bald eagles and nearly two dozen killer whales.

They were both wrong. In 2006 an Air Force contractor drilled an exploratory well in southeast Albuquerque’s Bullhead Park, just outside the base's northern boundary. He found four feet of jet fuel floating on top of the aquifer. Additional monitoring wells found a plume of jet fuel slithering northeast from the original spill location and well beyond the northern boundary of the base. Kirtland estimated the plume at between one and two million gallons, but NMED raised that estimate to eight million gallons. Two years later, with more monitoring and evidence of the true scale of the spill, NMED revised the estimate dramatically to 24 million gallons, an amount 240 times larger than the 2000 estimate.

For comparison's sake, the KAFB spill is larger than the 1989 Exxon Valdez spill, which dumped more than 12 million gallons of crude oil into Alaska’s Prince William Sound, killing an estimated quarter-million seabirds, 3,000 otters, hundreds of harbor seals and bald eagles and nearly two dozen killer whales. The KAFB jet fuel spill—the Air Force calls it a “leak”—is the largest toxic contamination of an aquifer in US history, and it could be twice the size of the Exxon Valdez disaster.

The KAFB jet fuel spill—the Air Force calls it a “leak”—is the largest toxic contamination of an aquifer in US history, and it could be twice the size of the Exxon Valdez disaster. And that’s bad enough, but it’s the good news compared to what follows.

And that’s bad enough, but it’s the good news compared to what follows.

Unlike the crude oil in the Exxon Valdez disaster, jet fuel and aviation gas contain a variety of toxic chemical compounds, including benzene, toluene and various aliphatic hydrocarbons, and these are all found in the plume—in varying concentrations—at every depth. Among the toxic chemicals contaminating the aquifer, one poses the most serious threat to both human health and the challenge of remediation: ethylene dibromide or EDB.

The EPA banned the commercial and industrial use of ethylene dibromide more than 40 years ago. Prior to its ban, the US produced 300 million pounds of EDB annually, with most used as an additive in leaded gasoline. Every gallon of aviation gas included enough EDB to contaminate millions of gallons of drinking water. In addition, 20 million pounds of EDB was used each year as an agricultural fumigant. Nearly 40 crops were routinely sprayed with EDB. Farmworkers—often with little or no protective equipment—fumigated fruit and citrus trees. They sprayed it on stored grain and the milling equipment that made the bread that stocked grocery store shelves. They saturated soil with EDB after harvests.

Among the toxic chemicals contaminating the aquifer, one poses the most serious threat to both human health and the challenge of remediation: ethylene dibromide or EDB. ... The HERP index, a measure that translates cancer risks in rats to humans, ranks EDB as the most dangerous rodent carcinogen to human health.

When EDB is released into soils, it almost always makes its way into groundwater. It is highly soluble and stable and persists in soils and underground water. It’s hard to find and even harder (and more expensive) to get out. By the early 1970s, concerns about EDB’s risk to human health surfaced after laboratory tests of rodents identified it as a potent carcinogen and mutagen.

In 1973 the United States Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) issued regulations that led to the reduced use of leaded gasoline—and thus EDB—but the agency continued to allow agricultural use of EDB. The National Cancer Institute first issued a notice on EDB in 1975, reporting that it induced cancer in laboratory animals. Following that warning, EPA conducted a six-year review, culminating in September 1983 when it suspended all agricultural uses of EDB pending further scientific study. Laboratory tests quickly confirmed previous reports that EDB caused cancer and reproductive disorders in laboratory animals. Meanwhile high concentrations of EDB were found in drinking water in California, Florida, Hawaii and Georgia. The EPA issued an emergency ban on all agricultural use of EDB in February 1984.

The agency determined the maximum safe level of EDB in drinking water—the level at which no adverse effects would likely occur—is zero. In other words, the EPA considers no amount of EDB in drinking water safe for human health. Despite EPA standards, NMED permits EDB in drinking water at levels at or below 50 parts per trillion (ppt).

In the wake of the ban, more studies examined EDB's effect on animals. In some laboratory animals, EDB is a reproductive toxin. It inhibits the ability of rats, rams and bulls to produce sperm, and it interrupts the fertility of fowl. It binds itself to DNA and rewrites genetic information causing mutation. It is a potent carcinogen in rats and mice. When exposed to skin, it produces widespread lesions and tumors; when given orally, tumors develop in the stomach and lungs. Inhalation results in tumors in the nasal cavity and circulatory system.

Current estimates suggest a plume of EDB-contaminated groundwater 1,000 feet wide and more than a mile long is moving northeast from the base; according to a 2009 KAFB memo, it's advancing as much as 385 feet per year. Most of that plume—80 percent of which is now beyond the boundary of the base—is headed directly for the Ridgecrest neighborhood.

Untold thousands of laboratory animals were killed by exposure to EDB; this, in order to show that EDB is fatal in high doses while low-level longterm exposure causes renal and liver failure, cancer and mutation. Its effect on humans is more difficult to determine. The HERP index, a measure that translates cancer risks in rats to humans, ranks EDB as the most dangerous rodent carcinogen to human health. Toxicologists differ on whether the data on human mortality to EDB is statistically significant.

A 1990 study by the California Department of Health Services found that citrus workers “had essentially a 100 percent chance of contracting cancer.” A 1984 study published in the Journal of the American Medical Association reported on deaths of two agricultural workers: One worker died of liver failure 12 hours after collapsing while cleaning inside an empty tank, found later to contain EDB residues; another worker died of renal failure 64 hours after trying to rescue the first worker. A 1980 mortality study of 161 workers employed at two EDB manufacturing plants—including one owned by Dow Chemical—identified a pattern of malignancies and exposure fatalities among workers, but also concluded mortality was lower than expected given human risk assumed by animal studies. In other words, EDB causes fatal renal and liver failure in high doses, and it's a human carcinogen in low-level, longterm exposure, but not at a rate greater than statistically expected.

NMED Environmental Health Division Director Tom Blaine ... [assured] attendees of a public meeting that KAFB will absolutely “remediate the site. This isn’t our first rodeo.” But there’s little strategy or past action to justify this confidence.

However, these studies were enough to convince the EPA to act. The Safe Drinking Water Act of 1974 required that the EPA determine safe levels of various chemical contaminants in drinking water. The agency determined the maximum safe level of EDB in drinking water—the level at which no adverse effects would likely occur—is zero. In other words, the EPA considers no amount of EDB in drinking water safe for human health. Despite EPA standards, NMED permits EDB in drinking water at levels at or below 50 parts per trillion (ppt). The most recent data from KAFB’s plume-monitoring wells find EDB concentrations in shallow wells on the base at concentrations of 240,000 ppt, a concentration nearly 5,000 times greater than the 50 ppt standard. Monitoring wells on and off base have found EDB in shallow, intermediate and deep wells at all depths in concentrations significantly higher than NMED’s standard.

The presence of EDB in the plume at such alarming concentrations reveals two inconvenient facts for the Air Force. First, it has made it more difficult for Kirtland to minimize the significance of the spill. At a public meeting last week, KAFB Colonel Jeff Lanning admitted that “fuel has been leaking for a long time,” and since the Air Force discontinued use of leaded aviation gas in 1975, the presence of EDB suggests the spill began “possibly as early as the 1950s.” Current estimates suggest a plume of EDB-contaminated groundwater 1,000 feet wide and more than a mile long is moving northeast from the base; according to a 2009 KAFB memo, it's advancing as much as 385 feet per year. Most of that plume—80 percent of which is now beyond the boundary of the base—is headed directly for the Ridgecrest neighborhood. The Albuquerque Bernalillo County Water Utility Authority operates a series of wells in the Ridgecrest area that pump so much water for the city that they produce a cone of depression that acts like a straw, sucking the plume ever closer.

Second, the chemical properties of EDB make it as elusive as it is dangerous. Its solubility means that it dissolves easily in water and thus separates from aviation gas and quickly contaminates aqueous systems like underground aquifers. Its chemical stability means that it doesn’t easily biodegrade. Figuring out how much aviation gas KAFB spilled and how much EDB is in the aquifer is therefore important information. But the Air Force doesn’t really seem to care. When asked at a community meeting how much jet fuel spilled, Lanning dismissed the question. “When my kid spills Kool-Aid on the carpet, I’m less concerned about how much he spilled than I am about how to get it cleaned up.” Lanning’s glib dismissal of the size of the plume might reflect less a folksy charm and more a calculated public relations stance. If KAFB can take the focus off the spill's size, it can be represented as a simple remediation project rather than an environmental disaster. And so the Air Force distributes maps of the plume at public meetings—maps that confidently depict EDB far from municipal well fields. But decades after the spill, the Air Force has yet to model the hydraulic properties of the aquifer. And so these maps—overconfidently representing a reality we can't know—are more reassuring fiction than sound hydrological science. If in the decades EDB lurked in the aquifer, it migrated into existing drinking water wells, we wouldn’t know. There is no medical test to determine human exposure and none of the drinking water wells have the technical capacity to meaningfully measure levels of EDB.

None of this seems to concern NMED. The same staffer who called the possible 100,000 gallon spill in 2000 “one of the biggest spills” ever now calls the 24 million gallon spill just another plume. “There are plumes in Roswell, Las Cruces, all over the state. It takes years to clean these things up, but we have clean, closed sites [in New Mexico].” NMED Environmental Health Division Director Tom Blaine echoed McQuillan’s certainty, assuring attendees of a public meeting that KAFB will absolutely “remediate the site. This isn’t our first rodeo.” But there’s little strategy or past action to justify this confidence. There is no plan in place to remove EDB from the aquifer. And in the 60 years since it first spilled jet fuel into Albuquerque’s aquifer, KAFB has yet to remove and treat a single gallon of contaminated groundwater. Meanwhile, as Dave McCoy, executive director of the environmental watchdog group Citizen Action New Mexico told me, the plume keeps moving and “it’s headed directly for you.”

As taken from the 'Alibi' 

Paul Revere's Ride

Listen my children and you shall hear

Of the midnight ride of Paul Revere,

On the eighteenth of April, in Seventy-five;

Hardly a man is now alive

Who remembers that famous day and year.

He said to his friend, "If the British march

By land or sea from the town to-night,

Hang a lantern aloft in the belfry arch

Of the North Church tower as a signal light,--

One if by land, and two if by sea;

And I on the opposite shore will be,

Ready to ride and spread the alarm

Through every Middlesex village and farm,

For the country folk to be up and to arm."

Then he said "Good-night!" and with muffled oar

Silently rowed to the Charlestown shore,

Just as the moon rose over the bay,

Where swinging wide at her moorings lay

The Somerset, British man-of-war;

A phantom ship, with each mast and spar

Across the moon like a prison bar,

And a huge black hulk, that was magnified

By its own reflection in the tide.

Meanwhile, his friend through alley and street

Wanders and watches, with eager ears,

Till in the silence around him he hears

The muster of men at the barrack door,

The sound of arms, and the tramp of feet,

And the measured tread of the grenadiers,

Marching down to their boats on the shore.

Then he climbed the tower of the Old North Church,

By the wooden stairs, with stealthy tread,

To the belfry chamber overhead,

And startled the pigeons from their perch

On the sombre rafters, that round him made

Masses and moving shapes of shade,--

By the trembling ladder, steep and tall,

To the highest window in the wall,

Where he paused to listen and look down

A moment on the roofs of the town

And the moonlight flowing over all.

Beneath, in the churchyard, lay the dead,

In their night encampment on the hill,

Wrapped in silence so deep and still

That he could hear, like a sentinel's tread,

The watchful night-wind, as it went

Creeping along from tent to tent,

And seeming to whisper, "All is well!"

A moment only he feels the spell

Of the place and the hour, and the secret dread

Of the lonely belfry and the dead;

For suddenly all his thoughts are bent

On a shadowy something far away,

Where the river widens to meet the bay,--

A line of black that bends and floats

On the rising tide like a bridge of boats.

Meanwhile, impatient to mount and ride,

Booted and spurred, with a heavy stride

On the opposite shore walked Paul Revere.

Now he patted his horse's side,

Now he gazed at the landscape far and near,

Then, impetuous, stamped the earth,

And turned and tightened his saddle girth;

But mostly he watched with eager search

The belfry tower of the Old North Church,

As it rose above the graves on the hill,

Lonely and spectral and sombre and still.

And lo! as he looks, on the belfry's height

A glimmer, and then a gleam of light!

He springs to the saddle, the bridle he turns,

But lingers and gazes, till full on his sight

A second lamp in the belfry burns.

A hurry of hoofs in a village street,

A shape in the moonlight, a bulk in the dark,

And beneath, from the pebbles, in passing, a spark

Struck out by a steed flying fearless and fleet;

That was all! And yet, through the gloom and the light,

The fate of a nation was riding that night;

And the spark struck out by that steed, in his flight,

Kindled the land into flame with its heat.

He has left the village and mounted the steep,

And beneath him, tranquil and broad and deep,

Is the Mystic, meeting the ocean tides;

And under the alders that skirt its edge,

Now soft on the sand, now loud on the ledge,

Is heard the tramp of his steed as he rides.

It was twelve by the village clock

When he crossed the bridge into Medford town.

He heard the crowing of the cock,

And the barking of the farmer's dog,

And felt the damp of the river fog,

That rises after the sun goes down.

It was one by the village clock,

When he galloped into Lexington.

He saw the gilded weathercock

Swim in the moonlight as he passed,

And the meeting-house windows, black and bare,

Gaze at him with a spectral glare,

As if they already stood aghast

At the bloody work they would look upon.

It was two by the village clock,

When he came to the bridge in Concord town.

He heard the bleating of the flock,

And the twitter of birds among the trees,

And felt the breath of the morning breeze

Blowing over the meadow brown.

And one was safe and asleep in his bed

Who at the bridge would be first to fall,

Who that day would be lying dead,

Pierced by a British musket ball.

You know the rest. In the books you have read

How the British Regulars fired and fled,---

How the farmers gave them ball for ball,

>From behind each fence and farmyard wall,

Chasing the redcoats down the lane,

Then crossing the fields to emerge again

Under the trees at the turn of the road,

And only pausing to fire and load.

So through the night rode Paul Revere;

And so through the night went his cry of alarm

To every Middlesex village and farm,---

A cry of defiance, and not of fear,

A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door,

And a word that shall echo for evermore!

For, borne on the night-wind of the Past,

Through all our history, to the last,

In the hour of darkness and peril and need,

The people will waken and listen to hear

The hurrying hoof-beats of that steed,

And the midnight message of Paul Revere.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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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About the First of June

What I like, come ‘bout the first of June,

I’ll tell you this, it n’ver comes too soon!

When the birds are flying, upon the sky,

And along with them my heart soars high.

A heat that comes with a summer’s day,

A heat like you’ll never feel in May.

The long stem roses that reach up high,

You’d almost think, they’d touch the sky.

The grass that covers the graveyards in town,

And covers those that fill the ground.

As I remember those buried there,

And all their Junes, and how they cared.

The bugs are many, as they buzz about,

Some buzz too low and feed the trout.

The trees are green, with leaves anew,

Filled with birds and there families too.

The fire flies come out as evenin’ nears,

Yes, the beauty of June, I’m moved to tears.

For on the rise we fine the moon,

And it’s glow will fill the night of June.

And the lazy days will come to me,

And find me down upon my knees.

Giving thanks to God, I’m wise and smart,

I’m no longer young, but young at heart.

Along the beaches where the seagulls play,

I fine myself wadding this fine June day.

As the earth cools, as evening grows,

Nectar in the flowers begins to flow.

I think of a girl I use to know,

And how in June she use to glow.

As evening closes on this fine June day,

I almost forget, I’m made of clay.

As the young girls, like flowers bloom,

These are the things I like, come the first of June,

And I’ll tell you this, it n’ver comes too soon.

©

George Henry Nichols 

Irena Sendler

Irena Sendler
Died: May 12, 2008 (aged 98)
Warsaw, Poland

During WWII, Irena got permission to work in the Warsaw ghetto as a Plumbing/Sewer specialist.

She had an ulterior motive.
Irena smuggled Jewish infants out in the bottom of the tool box she carried.

She also carried a burlap sack in the back of her truck, for larger kids.
Irena kept a dog in the back that she trained to bark when the Nazi soldiers let her in and out of the ghetto.

The soldiers, of course, wanted nothing to do with the dog and the barking covered the kids/infants noises.

During her time of doing this, she managed to smuggle out and save 2500 kids/infants.
Ultimately, she was caught, however, and the Nazi's broke both of her legs and arms and beat her severely.
Irena kept a record of the names of all the kids she had smuggled out,

In a glass jar that she buried under a tree in her back yard.

After the war, she tried to locate any parents that may have survived and tried to reunite the family.

Most had been gassed. Those kids she helped got placed into foster family homes or adopted.

In 2007 Irena was up for the Nobel Peace Prize. She was not selected.

Al Gore won, for a slide show on Global Warming. 
Later another politician,

Barack Obama, won for his ? extraordinary efforts to strengthen international diplomacy and cooperation between peoples.? What that gobbledygook means is anybodys guess.
In MEMORIAM - 65 YEARS LATER

I'm doing my small part by forwarding this message.

I hope you'll consider doing the same.
It is now more than 65 years since the Second World War in Europe ended.
This e-mail is being sent as a memorial chain,

In memory of the six million Jews, 20 million Russians, 10 million Christians and 1,900 Catholic priests

Who were murdered, massacred, raped, burned, starved and humiliated!
Now, more than ever, with Iran , and others, claiming the HOLOCAUST to be 'a myth', It's imperative to make sure the world never forgets,

Because there are others who would like to do it again.

Intelligent design (?)

Let us consider… “In the beginning, God created the Heavens and the earth.”

As the story goes, God created Man in his image, and put him in a garden. The garden of Eden… With the sin of man, death was brought into the world… and man was driven from the garden…

Now… where was he driven too…?  onto the rest of the land mass…? what ever wasn’t Eden…?

Now if you consider the story, God created a perfect world.  What would be a perfect world be?

Let us consider what we see now, consider what we know about physics, and what we know (facts) about the rock record and what we know about intelligent design… and venture into what could be…

Now if you were going to set up a nice aquarium, you would set it up right, so that it functioned as you desired.

I am beginning to get a picture that tells me the pre-flood earth was quite different than today… A perfect world??? There would be no hurricanes, no earthquakes, no floods, no blizzards, no droughts, and no man eating animals…  That’s a tall order to fill.

Now it was about 2000 years from the time of creation to the time of the flood (Noah).  Interesting fact, man lived on average for six hundred years. After the flood, the life-span of man has dropped off sharply and is now under a hundred years… What could have been so different?

God also gave Noah the rainbow as a sign he would never destroy the world with water again, as though, the rainbow was something new. Baptist will tell ya, “There was no rainbows before the flood in the sky.” You ask them to explain that, and they can’t. But damn if their kids didn’t go to school and figure it out… Sure Enough, Noah was the first man to see a rainbow in the sky… 

Let us not put a limit on God, and kept in mind, chaos bigots’ chaos. Intelligence brings design… What we see, is not the way the earth was designed.

I believe when the earth was created, it was basically a perfect terrarium, complete with a canopy and watering system.

I’m seeing a crystal clear ice canopy… we were in a bubble of ice, held in place by a much stronger magnetic field.  This turned the earth as a whole into a terrarium. So the temperatures on the surface would be quite moderate and constant. 

I think the earth itself was pretty much just that, earth. As the story of creation goes, with maybe several small seas…

The inner core powers the planet. I’ll come back to this, on this spinning liquid core, a crust formed (basically the basalt rock) because it was being cooled, and the heat dissipated throughout a layer of water… an underground sea…Above the layer of water was a layer of granite, this crust (keep in mind the idea of design) stood on granite pillars.

Now don’t picture the pillars in Greece… Think about it. It was by design… The pillars were the walls of reservoirs and giant pumps (vanes). That is to say, as the earth spun, the water was pushed to the surface at the head of the rivers and ran down and was collected at the foot of the rivers, creating fountains, lakes and seas along the way, watering the surface continually. It was a terrarium. It was perfect.

It was lush; the green planet… The great Dragons roamed the earth, but did not bother with man. All were vegetarian… because the food was thick and water plentiful. There was no fear between man and animal… There were no man eating animals…

The canopy, as a bubble would have pressurized the atmosphere, causing a higher overall pressure with a much higher concentration of oxygen…. The canopy would also filter out all harmful radiation. Man may have grown to be giants. The fossil record shows a time when oxygen levels where as high as 35%. We have also uncovered the bones of people who where ten feet tall. You may very well have lived to be six to nine hundred years old…

God wasn’t playing hide and seek with Adam… the treasures were all laid out before him. It was made for him… The gold, the silver, the variety of rocks and ore…. Wood… all laid out before Adam… It could have been a single ruby, or sapphire or emerald, the size of a small mountain There it was… He need only to put it to use… A kid, with an Erector Set you might say… Up until sin entered the world (through man), God and man were buddies…

Think about your aquarium. God would not have given Adam this fractured piece of junk we look at today. But man had evil in his heart…

Think about it… We scream about intelligent design. Duhhh… Look at it, and think about it…

God drove Man from the Garden of Eden, not from the planet. (The Garden of Eden was a literal place where Man could sit in God’s presents. It was God’s dwelling place on earth.)  But the rest of the planet, the terrarium, continued to work fine.

The tragedy was losing the presents of God, but Adam was driven into a paradise… His kids were spoilt; hell…they killed each other…  

Working from, the fall of man… Things were pretty good… Lots of food, it was comfortable, lot of things to do, lot of things to work with, lot of things to fight over…

I have a feeling they built quite a culture, having forgot all about God… It came easy. They had a pretty good idea how it worked, Adam told them all he knew, and hell, he was buddies with God, and he was around a long time to teach and tell his stories.

I contend they had no oil and no coal. How did they power this great culture? Electricity. They were using the spin of the earth by using the flow of the waters…Production enhance by the stronger magnetic field.  Electricity drove everything, and mankind was living high on the hog in a terrarium given to them by God, whom they had forgotten…

Don’t forget, these are modern men, just like us, (but also keep in mind, they may have every well lived in an environment where oxygen levels were around 35% and with near double the air pressure, fellow could get pretty big, and be pretty smart),  doing the same things as us… I’m sure there were great empires built, and wars fought and rich people and poor people and free and slave…. And just like today, some of them consolidated much power and began to think themselves gods… So the struggles were between the great gods???

Remember, everyone came from Noah and his bunch.  If this is true, not only would these people tell the story of the flood, they would tell the story, as they saw it, of what was going on prior to the flood.

I say rethink your mythologies, they may be based in truth… as the stories came down, each to each, from their point of view. These stories of gods and dragons and sex and debauchery may not be myth, but remnants of the culture prior to the flood. And every rooted culture around the world starts with a story of the flood. 

There also seems to be a universal aura of a great lost culture…that fell into the sea….. The Golden Age.... Well duhhh… The story is vague, but persist… Much like the flood… Could the two legends be related? Generation after generation... 

It fell into the sea alright… Don’t forget, there were witnesses, those few who came across on the ark. And… They talked, you bet, and everyone in the world knew their stories for I’d say at least two-hundred years… and gradually it became hearsay… Twisted to fit the times and cultures, but the over-all themes persist… and haunt us to this day… It’s because it’s all true… There was a great culture (by our standards) and yes, it fell into the sea, so to speak.

So, we got this perfect little terrarium going here full of evil little people of which God’s ‘bout fed up with…

So... he finds this fellow Noah, you know the story and tells him to build a boat (Ark)…

I want to back track a little and bring in another element…which can’t be over looked. The sky… A marvel to behold, but isn’t truly visible except by telescope, and then Wow… I use to ponder the question, “Why would God make such a wonderful sky, and then put it so distance as not to be seen at all in detail without a telescope?” Why would the stained glass windows be so far away?

I contend the sky, the whole of it, was much smaller and much closer. That Adam and Eve saw it all… The moon, right there, huge, as we dream of it in our art. They could see the bands of Jupiter and the rings of Saturn and Neptune.    The Milky-Way must have been like a flame in the sky. They could see all the clouds of dust, each its own color… They could see the spinning galaxies and their spiral arms glistening in the night sky…  Before the flood, it wasn’t very dark at night, the sun just wasn’t up. Why would God, who was man’s buddy, leave man without a night light, least he stumble. God even says he gave man a night light…. With the moon to rule over it.  No… it wasn’t very dark at night…

I lean heavily on Dr. Humphrey’s model of the universe, which he says, is based on known numbers alone, no conjecture, and has passed peer review… Very interesting model it is…

Have a look

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OCK8y4RBeWI

Based on Dr. Humphrey’s model… We have this wonderful paradise, which God made, just a perking away…. And the workers run amuck… they think the garden belongs to them… They are gods…

God, who is fed up with this bunch, throws a rock, a little rock, no bigger than Texas… it comes through the canopy, knocking a huge hole in it and then striking the granite surface, shattering it along with the basalt foundation. Nothing moved; gravity held it together… So nobody noticed….except it began to rain, over the whole earth, as the canopy came apart and fell though a warm atmosphere, it melted and it rained and it rained and it rained, for forty days it rained. When Noah and the ark were safely afloat a hydraulic cushion, God stretched out the universe, perhaps near its size today, suddenly….

This ripple in the fabric of space, opened up the cracks from the fracture suffered just weeks earlier… and a piece, a big piece of the undersea floor dropped into the mantle, along with most everything above it. And the water runs to this low…the mantle, where it meets the water cools suddenly and begins to solidify creating a new sea floor, and because its hot and less dense, it begins to rise, pushing all the water (to include now the canopy) up and away. The massive currents and expanding space cause the cracks to start working against each other, washing out the pillars, the network of channels and reservoirs that made the earth a pump, and the granite foundations collapse and another chunk of the sea floor drops.

Massive areas of the earth just drop away into the mantle and is replaced with sea floor. The process is causing currents which cannot be described, capable of Grinding many of the fractures into mountain ranges and carrying billions of cubic miles of debris thousands of miles, turning the surface over and washing it clean, and in the process, spreading and hiding all the gifts given to Adam, gold, silver ect… this to include the night sky.

When Noah’s family came out of the ark, the earth was all together different. The canopy was gone, much of the air was gone, the watering system was replaced with a rain cycle, soon the poles where frozen nearly a third of the way to the equator and the air cold… There was nothing to eat.

One of the gifts taken from man was his relationship with animals. In order for man to survive now, in this barren wasteland, was if he ate the animals, and thus, God struck fear into the hearts of the beast. For the first time, the animals ate each other, in order to survive… 

Two thirds of the land was gone and had been replaced with great oceans, left undrinkable from the cleansing… God’s gift of water was reduced greatly…

The land masses which remained were shattered and scattered, and were being pulled apart as the earth attempted to come back into balance, as equilibrium was restored (as best as could be), the process slowed and the plate edges settled, and the whole of it, began to harden in place…Leaving the rock record we have today.

I’ll tell you something else…. I think the oil and coal deposits are the graves of that pre-flood culture and world… They powered their world with God’s genus (whom they had forgotten) and fittingly enough, through our burnt offerings of their arrogance (coal, oil & gas) we power ours…  (Yes, I think we are suppose to burn it to power our world, I think  it’s just what God had in mind for the pre-flood world of debauchery)

The whole of it much more mystic than you ever thought..?

Everything I have laid out above, is disputed by every theory presented, but as facts go…. What I say emerges, because the history has been written…

You’d better rethink, “In the beginning God Created the Heavens and the earth.” And your American Ideal…

George Henry Nichols