Tuesday, June 09, 2009

How's That Dialogue Working Out, Mr. President?



Just four days after Barack Hussein Obama got on his hands and knees pleading with the Islamic world to forgive America for our hedonistic and egocentric sins, he got a response. Arriving loud and clear from an explosion at an upscale western hotel in Pakistan, it wasn't the loving reception he and the naive leftist pacifists expected, I'd imagine.

I have long been on record for the lousy job I think the Bush administration did. Their willingness to turn a blind eye to illegal immigration in the United States angered me to no end. It was also Bush that ushered in the era of Socialism, only to be turned over to the naked Marxist that sleeps in the White House presently. But history will show that they were tough on international crime of the worst kind, and did a good job of keeping America relatively safe post 9/11.

What those of my generation and younger fail to realize is that to keep the peace, sometimes you have to act with brute force to beat the enemies of freedom into submission. It's not pretty, I'll admit -- but sometimes it has to be done.

I fear that the ardent supporters of the "Teleprompter Of The United States" are so afraid to fight the real enemy, that they are willing to spin his failures to the point of our collective death. The left is actually willing to believe that a Community Organizer can persuade those that would destroy us all simply by virtue of our citizenship and unwillingness to submit to Allah, to become our friends. To divert attention from this serious issue, the progressive movement carries on with oxymoron issues like "Gay Marriage". I am not so gullible. Not when what hangs in the balance for me is coercive conversion to a violent religious sect and a burka for my wife and daughter.

It surprises me that a group of people that think themselves [liberal / progressives] to be so much more enlightened than the rest of us don't understand that they would be the first to go under a "relationship" with our new Islamofascist friends. Last time I checked, there isn't much representation for gays, lesbians and agnostics in Islam.

So here we are. Iran is months if not weeks away from a nuclear warhead, and the TOTUS is telling Israel they better not do anything to derail that process. We have a Community Organizer trying to win a popularity contest with the deranged lunatics, when quite frankly I don't give hoot how they feel about us. Clearly the only middle ground they've been willing to give us thus far is a crater in downtown Manhattan.

Recently I saw a poll on Facebook asking me if I thought Obama is doing a good or poor job. I was going to take it, but a thumbs down icon didn't seem to say enough. This blog post doesn't say enough to express my concern, so I will borrow the words of Thomas Payne that more closely describes my feelings at this time:

“I prefer peace. But if trouble must come, let it come in my time, so that my children can live in peace.”


I don't want war, but I feel that unless we take it to our enemies without reservation, we will fight much closer to our own homeland. And when I say "take it to them", I mean it. No smart bombs, no embedded reporters from CNN. I mean a good, old fashioned bomb dropping campaign that causes the entire society of our enemy to conform to our will. Otherwise, we play a losing game of cat and mouse with an opponent that has no uniform to identify them with; no other goal than to destroy a country with a President who's still trying to make new friends.

Saturday, January 24, 2009

More Than a Feeling

December Afternoon - Photo Hosted at Buzznet


There seems to be a thick cold smog surrounding my days lately. It's more than the annual January inversion in the valley, though that's not helping, either. There's something intangible hanging in the air enabling stress that I can't turn off at the end of the work day, and I don't like it one bit.

Maybe it's the 40's doldrums, I don't know. There are so many things for me to be grateful for: health, family & friends. 2008 was the best year financially ever for me thus far, but something is seriously askew.

Maybe it's the media. I like to blame them for everything it seems. But it's day 5 of "Hope and Change" with Obama, and yet the messiah [small m] has yet to fix any of it.

Maybe it's the sixth sense some of us have. Is something just around the corner that will shape my future opinions, thoughts, and plans in a way I could never imagine? Bring it on. Not knowing is always worse than the real thing, I say.

Maybe, just maybe I need to see the sunshine. Above those low lying clouds of submission and tension is brightness I vaguely remember. It's time to get back on track with warmth and brightness. This shouldn't be simply a slogan for me, but a sincere commitment in my efforts.

Maybe it's time for me to stop saying 'maybe', and do something in a new way.

Stay tuned...

Monday, November 24, 2008

Thanksgiving Proclamation





"We have been the recipients of the choicest bounties of heaven; we have been preserved these many years in peace and prosperity; we have grown in numbers, wealth and power as no other nation has ever grown. But we have forgotten God. We have forgotten the gracious hand which preserved us in peace and multiplied and enriched and strengthened us, and we have vainly imagined, in the deceitfulness of our hearts, that all these blessings were produced by some superior wisdom and virtue of our own. Intoxicated with unbroken success, we have become too self-sufficient to feel the necessity of redeeming and preserving grace, too proud to pray to the God that made us.

It has seemed to me fit and proper that [the gifts of God] should be solemnly, reverently, and gratefully acknowledged with one heart and one voice by the whole American people. I do, therefore, invite my fellow citizens...to set apart and observe the last Thursday of November next as a day of thanksgiving and praise to our beneficent Father who dwelleth in the heavens." - President Abraham Lincoln

Thursday, October 09, 2008

S P E A K !




Music and Lyrics by Geoff Tate & Michael Wilton

They've given me a mission
I don't really know the game yet
I'm bent on submission
Religion is to blame
I'm the new messiah
Death Angel with a gun
Dangerous in my silence
Deadly to my cause

Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the word
The word is all of us

I've given my life to become what I am
To preach the new beginning
To make you understand
To reach some point of order
Utopia in mind, you've got to learn
To sacrifice, to leave what's now behind

Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the word
The word is all of us
Speak the word
The word is all of us

Seven years of power
The corporation claw
The rich control the government
the media the law

To make some kind of difference
Then everyone must know
Eradicate the fascists - revolution will grow

The system we learn says we're equal under law
But the streets are reality,
The weak and poor will fall
Let's tip the power balance and
Tear down their crown
Educate the masses
We'll burn the White House down


Speak to me the pain you feel
Speak the word [Revolution]
The word is all of us

SPEAK!!!

Tuesday, September 23, 2008

ac·count·a·bil·i·ty



'Cause I'm free, I deserve everything I can get.
I'm American! I'm American!


Let me first remind you that I was a Parks and Recreations major in college with a minor in Korean. For some strange reason that still escapes me, by getting 25 credit hours of "A" in Korean, Utah State University did not require me to take ANY math. You heard correctly. Just because I can muster a quick "안녕하십니까?" I got to bypass long division, Algebra, and Geometry. This annoyed my cousin Todd, who would constantly torment me [and entertain himself] by throwing out fractions and demanding I turn them into percentages. It was plain awful.

The simple fact was I knew I would never be a stock broker. I wasn't going to be a doctor, and there was a very good chance my job would include a company uniform jumpsuit with my name on the left chest. I am an adapter. I married a woman that aside from being hot, is very good at balancing the checkbook. Problem solved, right? Not so fast.

Everything was going rather swimmingly until I got word a few weeks back that I was going to bail out some lending institutions. When I say "I", I really mean "we", but I've got to be honest...I am more concerned about "me" so I am just now getting around to telling "you" today.

All those smart guys at Lehman Brothers, Merrill-Lynch and AIG, Fannie Mae and Freddy Mac were making dumb bets. They were buying bad paper. That's not a big problem when everyone in those lending institutions is getting dumb, fat & happy. And as the consumer, why should you care? You're benefiting from the system with a home and two cars you know in your heart you can't afford on your salary, but you'd be an IDIOT to pass up on the offers the banks were throwing at you.

If you own a hot dog stand and can't sell enough wieners and buns to pay for your Cadillac Escalades and home in Alpine, even I know that basic math says it won't be long until your address is somewhere further southwest, regardless of what the banks approved you for. If you ignore the warning signs long enough, you lose everything, as well as dinging up your credit rating. Don't worry...there are were plenty of sub-prime lenders that will would be happy to work with you.

Circle back with me now to Wall Street, where essentially, all the aforementioned firms did what we fiscal conservatives would never knowingly do. Contrary to what I know to be true, the government says they weren't working with enough wieners to cover their buns, and now they need help. Government help...with YOUR tax dollars.

Bush, Bernanke and Paulson are now rallying the cry to step in and save these companies that made billions of dollars and pissed it all away. The effects of doing nothing they say, would put our country into an economic tailspin. *Ahem* where have you guys been the past 18 months?

Again, Parks & Rec major here; take it with a grain of salt, but I say we let 'em fend for themselves. Isn't that what we learned in 8th grade? Survival of the Fittest? I say we let the lean and mean survive. It may hurt [someone new] for a bit, but the rest of us shouldn't have to shoulder the burden of a capitalist entity. Shouldn't this be an up or down vote by the American People? I'm not sure Bush could graduate as a Parks and Rec Major, yet he's the guy that's going to make this decision? His track record in decision making is a bit sketchy, no?

I say if we are forced to bail these evil giants out, the taxpayers should get it in writing that we will be paid back for our investment. Otherwise, you're going to see every airline, automobile, freight, and data company that falls on hard times lining up to be "bailed out". When I say "get it in writing", I mean it. I'm not talking about some ambiguous benefit to come in sometime in the future. I want payback, dammit. They're so quick to divide up the total cost to $7k and change per citizen. I'd like my portion direct deposited back into my account by 2012. I won't even charge interest...in the interest of the national interest.