Glenn did not tell the half of it!

January 23rd, 2010

I watched the Glenn Beck show last night in eager anticipation of something that would make my head explode. His documentary “Revolutionary Holocaust : Live Free or Die” did not tell the half of how many Communism killed in the 20th century.

In fairness, I have to say he did a good job and hit the bullseye on the target he was aiming for. He had four main points:

  1. Nazi facism was based on left wing socialist philosophy
  2. Communism and socialism killed millions of people
  3. Che was a really horrible person that would have killed most of the people that wear his t-shirts and belt buckles and bikinis today
  4. Progressives revere Mao and Che and work for president Obama

Nazi is a contraction of National Socialism. Progressives try to foist off Hitler as a right wing movement to bash Conservatives. Nothing could be further from the truth. Glenn did a good job of exposing this lie. He connected the eugenics movement that Hitler acted out with the left wing intelligentsia of the day. Glenn glossed over the other people, besides 6 million Jews, that Hitler tried to exterminate, such as the Romany (aka gypsies), homosexuals and dwarfish, mongoloid and other ” physically defective” people. He also did not talk about how popular abortion was in Nazi Germany, just like the Progressives push here at every chance. He did talk about how Hitler supported socialized medicine, the welfare state and centralized control of businesses like they are pushing here today.

Glenn told about the horrible famine in the Ukraine forced by Stalin where seven million or more died. He skipped from there to some of the incredibly brutal mass murders that Mao did. Sure, Mao killed more than 70 million Chinese, but Stalin killed a lot more than “only” seven million Ukrainians. Glenn totally missed all the “purges” that Stalin did, where he gathered people, basically at random” that he considered enemies. He shipped probably twenty million people to his work camps (gulags) in Siberia and elsewhere. These political prisoners were worked to death in massive projects like moving riverbeds with shovels and wheelbarrows. It is estimated that Stalin killed over twenty five millions, not just the seven million Ukrainians.

You can hear about what mass murderers such as Stalin and Mao did in detail in documentaries on the History Channel, among other sources. Glenn only scratched the surface when it comes to the atrocities committed by followers of Marxist philosophy.

Do we really want a president who wants to “fundamentally transform America” into a socialist country run by dictators like Hitler, Stalin and Mao?

True power does not come from the barrel of a gun.  It comes in the ballot box. Pray and repent of your apathy that allowed this problem to come up. Register and vote later this year. Get involved in politics. Get to know the candidates to make sure they hold to the conservative, small government principles you hold dear. Then vote them in and vote out the bums, the republican progressives and democrat progressives, that have created the mess America is in today.

Progressivism is totally un-American, despite the cheerful way Hillary talked about it. Progressives at all levels of government need to be rooted out and replaced. We can take our country back.

Air America Radio closing, filing for bankruptcy

January 21st, 2010

Again? How many times is this, now?

Just more proof that progressivism itself is bankrupt! One cannot use the shifting sands of a progressive or liberal (lack of) morality to govern a people. All rules in such systems are changeable at a whim.

It is silly!

Liberalism, progressivism, communism, socialism, collectivism all do not work. They end in tyranny! The only true system that works to PROTECT THE FREEDOM of the individual is capitalism!

What that means, I get to decide what my labor is worth to the person willing to pay for it! This is not a decision to be made by some government policy wonk in a back room!

Air America Radio closing, filing for bankruptcy – Yahoo! News

Specter Tells Bachmann To Act Like A "Lady"

January 21st, 2010

Another one of those “you can’t make this up” moments.

This time it is from Democratic Senator, Arlen Specter. The audio clip is clear, Mr. Specter is less than polite to Ms. Bachman.

He says, "I’m going to treat you like a lady," And then Mr. Specter shot back. "Now act like one."

It is amazing at the arrogance of elected officials, and it seems to be a real problem with Democratic politicians from the local city councils all the way up to the Federal level.

Hats off the Bachmanns for job creation… and pointing out the administrations failures and the root cause of them. More and bigger government is NOT the answer!

RealClearPolitics – Video – Specter Tells Bachmann To Act Like A "Lady"

Bachmann "Stunned" At Specter’s "Arrogance"

America Betrayed President Bush

January 20th, 2010

The unspoken irony in the title of this article drips heavily onto my heart. I am no Bush apologist, however, I do think that he did his best in the office. He executed his duties with dignity.

There is a power behind the political machinations of this world that is incredible, but not undefeatable. That power exists, but is subservient to the will of God. That power also knows his time is very short.

We sacrifice our children for the god of convenience. We sacrifice our freedom at the altar of government handouts. We sacrifice our individuality to the god of conformity. We, in America, are reaping what we have sown.

We can no longer see dignity. President Bush acquiesced to his advisors in the later years, and that is my beef with him. But as a whole, he honored his country and its citizens.

And looking back only one year, there is a stark and striking revulsion to the Constitutional freedom of the individual by the current occupant of the office!

Thank you, George Walker Bush!

» America Betrayed President Bush – Big Government

The Bridegroom Returns

January 18th, 2010

Awaiting

January 17th, 2010

The Pickle Jar

January 16th, 2010

The pickle jar, as far back as I can remember, sat on the floor beside the dresser in my parents’ bedroom. When he got ready for bed, Dad would empty his pockets and toss his coins into the jar.

As a small boy, I was always fascinated at the sounds the coins made as they were dropped into the jar.  They landed with a merry jingle when the jar was almost empty. Then the tones gradually muted to a dull thud as the jar was filled.

I used to squat on the floor in front of the jar to admire the copper and silver circles that glinted like a pirate’s treasure when the sun poured through the bedroom window. When the jar was filled, Dad would sit at the kitchen table and roll the coins before taking them to the bank.

Taking the coins to the bank was always a big production..
Stacked neatly in a small cardboard box, the coins were placed between Dad and me on the seat of his old truck.

Each and every time, as we drove to the bank, Dad would look at me hopefully. ‘Those coins are going to keep you out of the textile mill, son. You’re going to do better than me. This old mill town’s not going to hold you back.’

Also, each and every time, as he slid the box of rolled coins across the counter at the bank toward the cashier, he would grin proudly. ‘These are for my son’s college fund. He’ll never work at the mill all his life like me.’

We would always celebrate each deposit by stopping for an ice cream cone. I always got chocolate. Dad always got vanilla. When the clerk at the ice cream parlor handed Dad his change, he would show me the few coins nestled in his palm. ‘When we get home, we’ll start filling the jar again.’ He always let me drop the first coins into the empty jar. As they rattled around with a brief, happy jingle, we grinned at each other. ’You’ll get to college on pennies, nickels, dimes and quarters,’ he said. ‘But you’ll get there; I’ll see to that.’

No matter how rough things got at home, Dad continued to doggedly drop his coins into the jar. Even the summer when Dad got laid off from the mill,and Mama had to serve dried beans several times a week, not a single dime was taken from the jar.

To the contrary, as Dad looked across the table at me, pouring catsup over my beans to make them more palatable, he became more determined than ever to make a way out for me ‘When you finish college, Son,’ he told me, his eyes glistening, ‘You’ll never have to eat beans again – unless you want to.’

The years passed, and I finished college and took a job in another town. Once, while visiting my parents, I used the phone in their bedroom, and noticed that the pickle jar was gone. It had served its purpose and had been removed.

A lump rose in my throat as I stared at the spot beside the dresser where the jar had always stood. My dad was a man of few words: he never lectured me on the values of determination, perseverance, and faith. The pickle jar had taught me all these virtues far more eloquently than the most flowery of words could have done. When I married, I told my wife Susan about the significant part the lowly pickle jar had played in my life as a boy. In my mind, it defined, more than anything else, how much my dad had loved me.

The first Christmas after our daughter Jessica was born, we spent the holiday with my parents. After dinner, Mom and Dad sat next to each other on the sofa, taking turns cuddling their first grandchild. Jessica began to whimper softly, and Susan took her from Dad’s arms. ‘She probably needs to be changed,’ she said, carrying the baby into my parents’ bedroom to diaper her. When Susan came back into the living room, there was a strange mist in her eyes.

She handed Jessica back to Dad before taking my hand and leading me into the room. ‘Look,’ she said softly, her eyes directing me to a spot on the floor beside the dresser. To my amazement, there, as if it had never been removed,  stood the old pickle jar, the bottom already covered with coins. I walked over to the pickle jar, dug down into my pocket, and pulled out a fistful of coins. With a gamut of emotions choking me, I dropped the coins into the jar. I looked up and saw that Dad, carrying Jessica, had slipped quietly into the room. Our eyes locked, and I knew he was feeling the same emotions I felt. Neither one of us could speak.

This truly touched my heart.. Sometimes we are so busy adding up our troubles that we forget to count our blessings.Never underestimate the power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person’s life, for better or for worse.

God puts us all in each other’s lives to impact one another in some way. Look for GOOD in others. The best and most beautiful things cannot be seen or touched – they must be felt with the heart ~ Helen Keller

- Happy moments, praise God.
- Difficult moments, seek God.
- Quiet moments, worship God.
- Painful moments, trust God.
- Every moment, thank God.

2 Chronicles 7:14

January 16th, 2010

2 Chronicles 7:14

Obama is our new top man,

Self appointed Almighty God.

“Our country ‘tis” no Christian land,

Won’t acknowledge Jesus as Lord.

An anti-Christ Institution,

Is this man’s American dream.

He’s stepped on The Constitution,

Cancelled events with Christian themes.

Obama’s not hesitating,

Righteously imposing his will.

Congressmen are now debating,

Taking God off the dollar bill.

Can’t display The Ten Commandments,

In God We Trust” we now deny.

While the words of our President,

One Nation under God” must die.

Praying is not allowed in school,

Politically we must be correct.

Must not follow The Golden Rule,

The name Jesus gets no respect.

Christians are forced to quail and wince,

While Obama gets his desire.

Jesus hasn’t been this mad since,

The fall of the Roman Empire.

Obama tells all the fat cats,

“We must redistribute the wealth.”

He purposely omits the facts,

On Government Reform and Health.

Says, “It’s just a matter of time,

The economy will rebound.”

Unless you count the rise in crime,

A decent job cannot be found.

Our businesses cannot compete,

With the ones we’ve sent overseas.

A dollar an hour sure sounds sweet,

Big Business do as you please.

Real Estate Market’s gone kaput,

Foreclosures are in a new zone.

It’s un-American to put,

Our homeless in an empty home.

From the border of Mexico,

Illegal immigrants galore.

Get our taxes and hard earned dough,

Housing, food stamps, schooling and more.

These criminals routinely get,

Privileges Americans can’t.

While we’re consumed with fear and debt,

We must hear their Mexican chant.

“America is beautiful”,

In their Spanish voices they brag.

“We are more important than you,

Let’s burn the American Flag.”

Our Fore Fathers roll in their graves,

They did not envision this scene.

Obama, atheists and knaves,

2 Chronicles 7:14.

“If my people called by my name,

Will just humble themselves and pray.

Seek my Face not fortune and fame,

Repent and stop their wicked ways.

I’ll hear their prayers up in Heaven,

As always I will understand.

I will forgive them of their sin,

And I will also heal their land.

By Ronnie Doe

Rep. Wasserman Schultz on MSNBC regarding Haiti’s earthquake

January 15th, 2010

 

Listen to the video clip. This is posted on Ms. Wasserman-Schultz’s YouTube.com channel.

First, I understand the nervousness, but pay close attention… the first issue I have is the comment about a “7.3 hurricane?” I know she stuttered and misspoke, but these are contemporaneous remarks and they really don’t sound coherent! That would be easy to overlook.

Listen further to Ms. Wasserman-Schultz. At around 3:20 in the clip, she talks about weather and stuff, but this curious quote pops up…

“The wrath seems to be reining down on them.”

I have to ask… what wrath? From where does this wrath come? From whom and why?

Ms. Wasserman-Schultz continues…

“It is absolutely imperative that the nations of the world come to  Haiti’s assistance and make sure that we can deal with the scourge that exists there. It is wrong, especially in a region as prosperous as this one, for us to continue to allow the desperate situation that exists in Haiti to continue”

More questions arise… If we do not allow poverty, how can we disallow it? Is not Haiti a sovereign nation?

I am sure the congresswoman does have some concern for the nation of Haiti, however, with this post I have a hard time finding it!

Little hope exists for those who have called out Pat Robertson to also do the same for Ms. Wasserman-Schultz! Her comments are on a par with his, especially “The wrath is coming down on them.”

Pat Robertson does not speak for all of Christendom! His comments on the earthquake in Haiti have been rightly castigated form all ends of the internet. Surely, thinking people know,  Ms. Wasserman-Schultz’s comments are equally outrageous!

Rep. Wasserman Schultz on MSNBC regarding Haiti’s earthquake.wmv