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Last year, I wanted to write something special about Memorial Day. Posted here, I received so many responses from it I didn’t have time to read many of them. One response, from Gina Miller, lead to the reading of that entry by Gina on her twice weekly radio address.

During the last year, not much has changed in our country, except to say that we are 365 days closer to being able to vote the biggest disappointment I have ever known to hold the office of President, out of office. This year, as with years past, I will head to the local National Cemetery to listen to services and pay respect to the many people who gave all to protect a simple man such as myself.  Only two people ever gave their life for me…one was a man named Jesus and the other was an American soldier.

I decided to re-print last year’s Memorial Day posting. It still represents my feelings about this precious day. It also brings back a few memories, one of which was our President skipping the traditional ceremony at Arlington National Cemetery to go party with his Chicago buddies. I and others won’t forget that.

So, without further delay, I bring to you my Memorial Day message, and hope that our veterans that are still here with us will receive my warmest thanks for a job well done. I will always remember you and your sacrifice.


I wanted to write something special about Memorial Day  I wanted people to read my words and with those words jumping off the page at them, just say “Wow!” I’ve sat here for hours thinking about this, and my emotions have run the gamut from anger to sorrow to happiness to fear. What started off as a quest to write something superb will end up being a mere description of my emotions and thoughts about Memorial Day.

First, I am angry at the American people. Memorial Day is a special time of observance, a time to remember those that gave all in defense of the freedoms that we all enjoy. It originated in the years following the Civil War and became an official federal holiday in 1971. For many people, it has turned out to be a day of “Summer Sales Event” shopping, perusing a mall in search of made-in-China goods representing trade policies that have destroyed our work force. For others, it’s an excuse to drink too much at a picnic, or worse, a day when our President will skip the traditional service at Arlington National Cemetery so he can go vacation in Chicago with the rest of his thugs. This is a truly a disgusting display of everything that is wrong with America.

Next, I feel sorrow for all of the men and women who have died fighting for a country they loved. While many men and women gave the ultimate sacrifice for their service, men like Dick Blumenthal lied about their service to make it seem like a sacrifice. For those that have served, please remember that when people lie about being on the same level as you, it is a compliment to the way that America views its veterans…with the highest level of respect that can be put into words. These liars imitate your good name, good reputation, and righteousness to benefit their own less-than-stellar image. We will sort them out and hang those that insult our veterans with their lies and deceit.

At the same time I am happy….happy to live as a free man in a free country, courtesy of the sacrifices those before me have made. I am happy that I can wake up and know that I will enjoy another day, not as a communist, not as a Marxist, not as a servant to the queen…but rather, a free man. Thank you, veterans. Let’s hope we can count on the voters to keep us that way after the next election, because at the rate we as a Nation are going, our freedoms are becoming lost upon us.

With that being said, I must say that I fear for the future of my country. I fear for our children, who will have to pay for an enormous debt that our country has, who will have to fight a war on an ideology masked by religion that our President refuses to acknowledge, and who will have to clean up the mess left by our leaders, who are nothing more than grown up dope-smoking hippies from the sixties.

Our current leaders are the same people who dodged the draft, invented the term “recreational use”, and spit on our soldiers as they returned from war. Their “free love” mindset has created a court ruling that has resulted in 40 million abortions to date. We have a court system over run with drug abusers, pedophiles, and child pornographers. As our law enforcement officers and our court system struggle to keep up with crime, we have politicians that continue to allow thugs and criminals to flow across our borders, feeding this crime wave while refusing to enforce federal immigration laws. Hold these leaders accountable.

This weekend, as we remember those who paid the ultimate sacrifice for our freedoms, remember that those freedoms also come with a price payable by all of us. That price is the responsibility of ensuring that all they fought for, all they died for, was not in vain. That means we must enforce our laws, accept responsibility for our own actions, and hold those accountable that don’t take responsibility. We can start with Washington D.C., and begin taking back the country that so many have died to preserve.

Sometimes people will ask me why I don’t publish as much of my own writings as I do from others. Some have even said to me that it appeared that my website was becoming a forum for everyone BUT me.

That’s what this forum was designed for. It was intended to be a forum for others to be seen and heard. I want the voice of America to be heard by all, and that America is you. In particular, I really appreciate the voices of conservative women. It is my belief that the conservative movement, mostly represented by the male-dominated Republican Party, will fail in it’s endeavors to take back out country if we do not empower conservative women to take the forefront of that movement.

Alan West, in the video below, describes in brilliant detail how it is women, and not men, that are the backbone of a powerful society. Take a look:

The folks down the street came walking by a few days ago with their seven-year-old daughter and stopped to say “Hi”.

During small talk chat I asked the little girl what she wanted to be when she grows up. She said she wanted to be President some day. Both of her parents, liberal Democrats, were standing there, so I asked the little girl, “If you were President what would be the first thing you would do?”

She replied, “I’d give food and houses to all the homeless people.”

Her parents beamed with pride.

“Wow…what a worthy goal!”, I told her, “But you don’t have to wait until you’re President to do that. You can come over to my house and mow the lawn, pull weeds, and rake my yard, and I’ll pay you $50. Then I’ll take you over to the grocery store where the homeless guy hangs out, and you can give him the $50 to use toward food and a new house.”

She thought that over for a few seconds, then she looked me straight in the eye and asked, “Why doesn’t the homeless guy come over and do the work, and you can just pay him the $50?”

I said, “Welcome to the Republican Party!”

Her parents are no longer speaking to me.

If a conservative doesn’t like guns, he doesn’t buy one.
If a liberal doesn’t like guns, he wants all guns outlawed.

If a conservative is a vegetarian, he doesn’t eat meat.
If a liberal is a vegetarian, he wants all meat products banned for everyone.

If a conservative is homosexual, he quietly leads his life.
If a liberal is homosexual, he demands legislated respect.

If a conservative is down-and-out, he thinks about how to better his situation.
A liberal wonders who is going to take care of him.

If a conservative doesn’t like a talk show host, he switches channels.
Liberals demand that those they don’t like be shut down.

If a conservative is a non-believer, he doesn’t go to church.
A liberal non-believer wants any mention of God and religion silenced.
(Unless it’s a foreign religion, of course!)

If a conservative decides he needs health care, he goes about shopping for it, or may choose a job that provides it.
A liberal demands that the rest of us pay for his.

If a conservative reads this, they’ll tell their friends so they can have a good laugh.
A liberal will attack it because he’s “offended.”

I posted this prior, but thought it would be a good time to resurrect it. It’s a bit slow in the beginning, but watch until the end…it gets good.

Well, it’s back to work and back to writing about conservative values on my blog. All of this Christmas holiday cheer and food has caused me to gain a few pounds and have more than one case of indigestion. Many people are suffering from poor eating decisions during this special time of year, resulting in soaring sales of products such as Pepto Bismol to help with such things. 

Such is the case that during a recent trip to go shopping…or shall I say, “Returning”…I was in the men’s room when one of the many shoppers in that facility had a dire emergency. This poor guy was in a stall that was insufficiently stocked with tissue. After asking for help from others in adjoining stalls, it was soon discovered that each stall had a lock box around the individual tissue supply, preventing anyone from extracting a roll of tissue and sending it to the man in need. 

After having finished washing my hands, over-hearing the call for help I sprang into action and left the men’s room in search of a suitable alternative. Not able to find any maintenance personnel for the facility, I thought about a story my father told me about depression-era necessities, one of which was the Sears catalog. It seems that many of poor folks in that time (Dad included) had a secondary use for the giant Sears catalog, of which use was in lieu of toilet tissue. This gave me an idea.

I proceeded to the news stand in the mall in hopes of finding a suitable solution to the problem had by the man in the stall.  After all, I told him that I would return in short order, and the clock was ticking. As I approached the news stand in the mall, I eyeballed a copy of a merchandise catalog. Thinking this would do the trick, I picked up a copy and saw a modest price of one dollar for the catalog, refundable with the first purchase from the store represented. Reaching into my pocket, I looked down and noticed that, alongside the catalog, was a copy of The Washington Post.  I paused for a minute then picked up a copy of the post before paying for the catalog. I thumbed through the pages quickly, with the goal of keeping up on the latest in political events. 

To my surprise, I saw an op-ed piece from one Professor Colman McCarthy, an adjunct professor at Georgetown and several other schools. In it, he criticized Ivy League schools for allowing ROTC and military recruitment on campus. He boldly states his thoughts on our military and the brave men and women who are in it. He states, 

“To oppose ROTC, as I have since my college days in the 1960s, when my school enticed too many of my classmates into joining, is not to be anti-soldier. I admire those who join armies, whether America’s or the Taliban’s: for their discipline, for their loyalty to their buddies and to their principles, for their sacrifices to be away from home. In recent years, I’ve had several Iraq and Afghanistan combat veterans in my college classes. If only the peace movement were as populated by people of such resolve and daring. “  

 I quickly put down the merchandise catalog and paid instead for the copy of The Washington Post. Realizing that I had been gone for some time and the clock was ticking on my commitment to the man in that men’s room stall, I quickly rushed back to the store and charged into the men’s room, proudly proclaiming to all who were in there that I had a solution to the man’s problem. After explaining to the man my idea, he agreed that a newspaper would indeed work. Having folded back the paper to read McCarthy’s article, I slipped the paper under the stall door. The man inside yelled, “Thanks!”, and I proceeded to leave the men’s room. 

Standing in a nearby checkout waiting to return some merchandise, I noticed a man exit the men’s room. As he walked by I said to him, “Excuse me, are you the man I handed the newspaper to?” He replied, “Yes, I am. Thank you for being so helpful.” Thinking he may have the same interest in McCarthy’s article that I had, I said to the man, “Did you take a moment to read the article that I had the paper folded to?” He replied to me, “Yes, I did”. 

“In fact”, said the man in his perfectly pressed Service Alphas, “It was the first page I used.”

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