I Love Servicemen and Women

I love servicemen, and women. People who charge into the breech, protecting us while we sleep without a second thought. Those who keep the watch. War is always an unpopular decision, and as it drags on it becomes more unpopular, but the soldiers who wage it are but the instruments of political will, not the directors. The way it’s supposed to work is some foreign nation attacks America, and our armed forces repel that action. The president, and congress are supposed to reflect the will of the people. Sadly, of late, such is not the case.

I remember so vividly, during the Vietnam war, the ire against it turned on our returning troops. Part of the North Vietnamese strategy was to sow discontent among the American people, a plan that some in position fell into step. People such as Jane Fonda, Donald Sutherland, and yes, John Kerry, all marching to the Vietnamese drum. The political winds that were blowing had indeed driven us into a war with no purpose. History has proven that the little Asian nation made absolutely no difference at all to the world stage. Eventually, they got a unified country, and we got a wall!

The soldiers came home, the war was over, but there were no parades, no flags, no “VE” day, just broken men and women, trying to forget. Politics did that to them, not the war. When you go far from home to fight you simply have to have the reason to do so. With the horror of war you must know, in your heart, that there is a reason for it. You have the right to expect that upon coming home, the memories will be silenced by the applause if the people at the airport. You do not expect to be spit upon. You do not expect the ghosts to still be there forty years later.

America has made an entire industry of protecting the “freedom” of other nations. Again, politics plays the role, not the will of the people. Politicians invent, and arm entities such as Al Qaeda, and then stand back in snake amazement when the mad dog they fed bites us! And their reasoning? Russia might take over the world! History has shown that Russia did good just taking over Russia! Their weak hold went away like cotton candy when they tried to match America dollar for Ruble in the “cold” war. When the twin towers went down we rushed to seek the perpetrators. It wasn’t hard to figure out. In effect, we had bought the plane tickets. The politicians, and their lapdogs in the CIA had unleashed that terror, and the very word, “terror” became a catch phrase in order to get the American people to sell their freedom, shred the constitution, and allow our soldiers to charge off

after one crazy old man on a walking stick because, yet again, someone might take over the world!
Do you want to know what the Trump phenomenon really is? I’ll tell you. It is the outrage of the American people at the political wasteland they’ve had to endure for the last fifty years. It’s the arrogance of people like Hillary Clinton, who point at a successful American businessman, and claim he isn’t savvy enough to direct the ship of state because that ship has been floundering so long that only the most consummate liar can even hope to guide it. The very idea that the government of the people is far beyond the people’s understanding, and our only hope is this ruling class, this Illuminati, this new royalty. That’s the reason Donald Trump will be the next president of the United States! The American people are taking over the White House, and if we ever have a just war in the future there will be applause at the airport. I love servicemen, and women.

TansGender

The whole TransGender thing has taken a decided route, and it’s wrong! Everyone is screaming about hairly-legged men parading into a girl’s restroom, and diddling the little girls, and while that’s a real possibility, it’s not the real oxymoron that presents itself to the inquiring mind. Obama has attached education funding to this latest assault on common sense. To make school restrooms more user friendly it has been decreed that if said child “feels like a girl” then they are a girl, and may act accordingly. If you like your penis, you can keep your penis. Ok let’s talk law.

Age of consent. Age of consent is a reasoning that says until a person reaches a certain age they are not fully equipped to make certain choices. Things like, smoking, drinking, joining the army, getting a tattoo, voting, and, of course, sex. However, if said child decides to change gender, no problem! Hormone therapy, weird bathrooms, and a president saying, “If I had a son, he’d look like him. . . or her. . . or whatever. While no doctor in his right mind would ever do a sex change on anyone below the age of eighteen, therapy is within the bounds.

Now, let’s talk about percentages. Just how many TransGender kids would you suppose there are in a given school? Well, it’s well below one percent. Now let’s talk money. Please reference this article and note that the free clinic does not give hormone therapy. Poor kids don’t go TransGender. Rich kids go TransGender! All weird, out of place, unusual crap usually comes from people living off of daddy’s money.

Now, let’s talk money. We gots a problem in the skool! Yeah. We really do. Bullying, mass shootings, pedophile teachers, and a system that teaches nothing, nada! And they rely on federal funding. Sooooo, you threaten to take that funding away if you don’t have a cross-dressing station in the rest room and the school conforms. Then Suzie Sweetcheeks tells Bubba (Her football star boyfriend) that TransGender Tony looked at her poodie-poo and Bubba beats him to within an inch of his life. LAWSUIT! Why weren’t there guards for Tony while he was masturbating in the stall while looking under at Susie? See where this is going?

We’re not talking about Target! We’re talking about children at school. I don’t like Target anyway. Hey, what’s good for the goose is good for the gander. I wouldn’t mind at all if some hottie drifted into the restroom while I’m taking a pee. But, you see, that’s the issue. Girls aren’t going into boy’s bathrooms, it’s the other way around. We used to have to drill holes in high school to get a peek. C’mon! Don’t we have more to worry about than who squats or stands? Actually, I think this has pushed the American public to the limit.

Now, for a final note. Hypothetical court case. I pick up a sixteen-year-old girl in a bar. (It’s Texas, it happens, deal with it!) One thing leads to another, and of course, she tells mommy. After the obligatory butt stomping from daddy and the cops, I end up on trial, and little Jane gets on the stand.

Prosecutor: Do you know the defendant?

Jane: Yes.

Prosecutor: Did you have sex with said defendant?

Jane: Yes.

Prosecutor: Did he know your age?

Jane: Well, yeah.

Prosecutor: Please state your age.

Jane: Well, my chronological age is sixteen, but inside I feel like I’m a thirty-five year old divorcee, unless it’s Wednesday, and then I feel like a cat.

(Case dismisses) Thank you, Mr. President.

REVOLUTION!

Revolution! Jot that down, there’ll be a quiz later. Back in the day there was this act by congress. The Civil Rights Act of 1964.

The Civil Rights Act of 1964 (Pub.L. 88–352, 78 Stat. 241, enacted July 2, 1964) is a landmark piece of civil rights legislation in the United States^[5] that outlawed discrimination based on race, color, religion, sex, or national origin.^[6] It ended unequal application of voter registration requirements and racial segregation in schools, at the workplace and by facilities that served the general public (known as "public accommodations").

Pay close attention to the word, “schools” there. Ok, let’s peel the onion, shall we? Down the road, about ten years there was this case presented to the Supreme Court. One Lau v Nichols. You can click that link and learn all about it, but I’ll make it simple. There were these Chinese kids who didn’t quite get English in the school, and were therefore hindered in their education. Note the phrase above, “racial segregation in schools.” When a kid can’t learn subjects in school because he/she can’t understand what’s being said that’s “segregation.” So the court said, “Foul!” The kids need to be able to understand so they can receive an education equal to their English speaking classmates. Sounds good.

The theory was to teach English as a second language, with the assumption that if a child entered the first grade speaking only Chinese, by the time they reached, say, the fourth or fifth grade they would be able to understand at least enough English to make it. And it worked . . . for the Chinese! Remember the rule, no good deed will go unpunished. So it is with 414 US 563!

Go forward to Texas, and the Mexican school children happily rattling Spanish at home, and understanding nothing but lunch in school. SMU, in true liberal fashion, applied the ruling from Lau v Nichols to Mexican kids in Texas, and came up with a plan. They, like the educators in the California case, decided to teach the children in Spanish, while pushing them toward a proficiency in English. To effect this they brought in ladies (from Mexico) who could teach in Spanish. Oh, they were “qualified” to be teachers in Texas, green card and all, and they set to work. Peel the onion.

What we have here, is failure to communicate. In the Chinese culture there were two or three generations that were in the United States already, with no plans to go back to China. Ma Ma, Pa Pa, Grandmaw, and all the kids and grandkids. Child would be born, and grow up an American, but, until about the age of six all they’d hear around the house is Chinese. Hence, when getting on the big yellow bus they entered a new world. However, the Chinese attitude was that the child had to learn English if they were ever going to succeed in the American environment. While they celebrated Chinese New Year, they did it with an American flag.

That wasn’t the TexMex agenda. The imported “teachers,” while giving lip service to English instruction, made sure that the students (in Spanish) understood that they were Mexican, their heritage was Mexican, their flag was Mexican, and everything from Houston to L. A. had been stolen from them by all them there gringos who won’t give their fathers a decent paying job because they are MEXICAN! English was the language of the oppressors. In the end the kids fifty years later were no better off than the ones at the beginning, and this created an entire society of low wage earners, forming a separatist society, completely independent of the country they live in, longing for a future nation, not Mexico, not the US, but rather “Texico,” a third, independent nation, stretching from Texas to California with the dollar and the Peso on equal status. I Crappith Thee NOT!

Now these folks are irritated. Little trivia here, these guys are about 54% of the population of Texas alone. Vicente Fox, former president of Mexico, recently said that if Donald Trump is elected president of the US Mexico will go to war against the US. Don’t look at the border for the troops coming in, look behind you because they’re already here. Please note how Hillary is always all tangled up with the Mexicans. Also, remember when I told you about the clusters of the disenchanted Mexicans all around our bread basket states? Yeah. Um Hum. La RAZA! That means, “The Race,” by the way. Not “our” race, or “a” race, but the race, with community centers already set up and plans already lain for the complete domination for the south west, and the return of all those lands to the disenfranchised Mexican people who couldn’t give a damn about English. Revolution! When you see this transpire you’re gonna wish that wall was there. . . with machine guns.

A Different World

I remember a world that was far different from the world I woke up in this morning. I remember parades in every town great or small, and not just Christmas, or New Year’s Day. I remember the flag being waved, not stomped. I remember a time, a time when the expression, “Write your congressman” wasn't the worn out punch line to a tired old joke. I remember a man who would never turn his back on the need to defend his country against all enemies, foreign and domestic, and those who swore that oath forswore themselves. And I was that man.

I wrote an article, not long ago, No Taxation Without Representation, that got me to wondering. Did I have the courage to do a thing that was once patriotic, but now illegal? Indeed, there were times when people had to make the choice to do something that is patriotic and illegal. It has been a terrible few weeks because the more I thought about it, the more I see how our government has been closing off all the rational approaches to patriotism. I produce media that I hope will arouse others to patriotism, but up until today I've been unable to honestly say where the line between talk and action is.  A time where the love of country is considered lies!

What happened is I woke up today, and I didn't know that it would be a day much different than those days that have come to represent how different the world has become. I rose, I prayed, I drank coffee as I checked the News Feeds, and my email. I shaved, bathed and dressed, and finally I offered up an extra prayer, as I often do on those days when I find myself among such people of our still great nation, who still have enough red blood in them to meet unbidden to discuss freedom.

What made today different is that I saw someone different than most of us. Someone who does not wonder what they will do for their country, and for our freedom, even if we don't celebrate their sacrifice. A true heroine, not in uniform, not strong of limb or a leader of troops, but rather a little girl. Small in stature, but with the courage of a child raised to believe that she is as good as anyone, and the conviction of a child wrongly orphaned. A few precious moments with her restored me to that time I thought long gone. It wasn’t such a different world after all.  Back when we were all in this thing together.

I'll say no more, for what else is there to say? I saw a little girl today. A girl whose father was cut down on national television in front of all of us, yet whose voice has not been stilled! If you, too, what has become of your world, indeed, of your own lives and spirits, if you do not like this different world in which we live, join me in supporting that little girl!

SlingVote

Slingvote. Remember that, there’ll be a quiz later. Texas Nationalists have long held to the idea that somewhere in the agreement that brought Texas in to the Union there was some kind of pre-nuptial agreement that provides an easy exit should Texas ever decide to go it on its own. I, myself have spoken of this many times. Well, truth be known, while that was discussed back then, it was never formalized in writing.

You see, the whole Texas plan from day one was to rip the territory away from Mexico and join the United States. There was never any doubt what the filibusters were doing down here, and the Republic formed after San Jacinto was almost with the understanding that the Republic of Texas would someday be the State of Texas, and Mexico could just suck it up. When the treaty between Texas and The United States was signed, however, there was no “divorce” clause. I know! I tried to find it today to quote here, and nada!

There is, however, a slippery little way for Texas to put it to the US, and make them think it's their idea. Texas was go gosh darn big that it was decided that should the citizens therein ever decide to break it up that they could split into as many as five different states. Just like that! It's part of the deal, folks, check it out. These would be along regional lines, i.e. East Texas, West Texas, North Texas, South Texas, and, of course, an area I like to call Costa Royal. (That would be the Texas “SoCal.”) These divisions of the Lone Star State would be separate, yet still the heritage of old time Tejas. These fellas have met!

Don't you wanna know what happens next? Why, what was formally Texas gets eight more senators, that’s what! What was formerly Texas has ten senators up in Washington, and boys and girls, they’ll probably vote in a block. Some folks call this a slingvote, some call it gerrymandering, I call it a slingvote, um hum! Want to know how votes work? Well, sometimes things get crazy, and all the senators gravitate toward a foregone conclusion, but most of the time the vote is close, so close that the president starts twisting arms just to get one or two senators to go his way. There was this guy back in the day who commanded a huge slot of voters. He was  very into prohibition. He had this theory. He didn't have to get fifty-one percent of any vote. He just had to control that ten percent of loyal followers who'd vote any way he told them to. This was guaranteed to swing just about any vote in any election anywhere, and by golly that's exactly what he did! Using this idea he unseated governors, congressmen, senators, and dog catchers any time he wished. He just tell them there tea-totalers what box to mark and “God’s” will would be done. That’s how we got prohibition.

So, you end up with ten Texas senators where two used to be. When they cast their votes the board just met. The tail would officially wag the dog, and since American liberals and conservatives can't even agree on which restrooms to use we’ll tell ‘em all to squat!. Heeere’s your sign. If we ever start moving in that direction the Nortes will squat, and lose their selective ca ca. Even New York and California will be our, well, just think of a slang term for a female dog. Some folks call it a slingvote, some call it gerrymandering, I call it a slingvote, um hum! Secession? We won't have to secede, they’ll secede from us!

The Onion

The Onion Movie

From the death of Lavoy Finicum to little boys knocking on the door expecting a deceased father to answer, it has been a rocking year. We saw Donald Trump travel from amusing to not so much, and Republicans dropping out of the race faster than you can get a Big Mac at lunch. We discussed how America has failed some of us, and lied to all of us, and the combination of the articles began to peel like an onion when you step back, and begin to take it all in. The Onion began with nobody wanting to die and progressed from Oregon to Texas.

Burns, Oregon was still going during the next week, and I did a little bit of research on one Porter Rockwell. There are dots here, but you really gotta connect ‘em. I did this fairly well. It ended sadly when we lost good friend, and patriot, Johnny Johnson toward the beginning of the week.

Then I jumped on Beyonce in the third week. Dancing KKK and David Koresh. I don’t make it easy on myself, I’ll tell you. I talked about getting drunk, and pale horses, complete with graphs.

In the next week I turned to history as my grandchildren went to San Antonio, and fought the battle of the “Alamode.” We lost a judge, which was. . . special, and long about this time “The Donald” began to show some real numbers.

The fifth week led us back into the discussion of abortion, which is quite black and white, mainly black because that’s who Planned Parenthood is wiping out. My slippery friend, Teddy Bear, uncovered the Trump Machine setting up the south for a sweep, and by golly, that’s what happened. Just me and Rush, folks. Then I went looking for the fabled forty acres and a mule and wound up quoting Rubio’s silly “real estate deal” statement from the debates.

The following week saw David Duke crawl out from under his rock, a discussion about hand sizes, and a rather unscholarly poke at Ted Cruz. Then, trying for a spot on Animal Planet, I discussed the Jackalope.

Wound up in Utah, and arrived just in time for their primary. This was a two-week catchup because I’d been looking for a cup of coffee. Since I was right in the middle of it, I wrote a lot about guns, Finicum, and gun control.

Trump, no knock, and BS. Yep, that just about sums up the week here. I was so rolled up in Utah it was amazing that I could type at all, but I did.

This brings us down to the next week or so. Jesus in a cowboy hat, to Lin Ching in one of those funny cone shaped hats, the last week saw something called “Scared” which I’m told got a lot of attention. I didn’t think much of it, but then, who am I?

I think is along about this time that I caught religion and started expounding the Mormons in Utah. I had to eventually get off that and just come home to Texas, and upon returning the place was still there, and still leaving the US,

You have to understand that the organization of the articles are all there, maybe a little mixed at times. I drew the weekly reports on the fly, and sometimes they get a bit much to keep up with it all, but, if you peel the onion here you will find a little book of recent history with commentary, brought to you free, by Bill the Butcher.

I Believe

I believe that no government may stand between the individual freedoms allotted by God, bringing society down to the detriment of man.

I believe in freedom of speech, in all it understanding, and no matter what I have to say if you disagree with me that same freedom of speech will be your defense, and no religion or organization shall disrupt this.

I believe in freedom of religion. Religion shall be the personal choice of each person. The laws of the Republic of Texas shall be the will of all the people, and rise above any religious creed, or any religious sect attempting to impose its will upon the state, and if such an organization does this, to set upon the government, or the people, then that religion shall be banned from the Republic, for such religion is not religion, but a political system, and there is room for only one political system in the Republic of Texas!

To attempt to replace the laws of the Republic in such a manner will be considered to be an act of treason, and will be addressed accordingly. This is not to suggest that an individual’s own moral compass cannot guide the debate on what should be law, but once that law is set by ratification of the people it shall not be deposed by any minority seeking to impose its will upon the people.

I believe in the right of every person to be safe, and secure in their person, home, and effects no matter what fancy words come out of someone’s mouth putting qualifications on it. Private property is the foundation of the republic, and each free person owns the Republic by the virtue of that right. No tax of any kind shall be imposed on the private ownership of property. Any attempt to intervene in the private ownership of property shall be considered to be an attack upon the Republic itself in that the people are the Republic, and an attack on any person will be considered to be an attack on the entire Republic.

I believe in the family, as defined in the Bible; in the right of the children to wake up in their own bed in the morning. Any person, in any capacity, who attempts to destroy the sanctity of the family will be charged, and judged accordingly. This included judges, lawyers, state agencies, anyone who attempts to destroy the family. There shall be no compensation to any person for the transference of a child to any state agency other than food, clothing, and shelter to be directly used for disadvantaged children. Children shall only be removed by charged brought in a criminal court, and all family courts should be abolished.

I believe in the right of every person to earn his living, and to contribute what is reasonable to the nation for the common good. There should be no graduating scale for taxation based on the earnings of any person, and there should be a fixed rate only money spent after earning and there should be no exemptions on an entity, individual or corporate, and the rate of taxation should be equal for all. This includes religious organizations, all organizations. As they spend the tax will be the same as any other entity. This is so to make taxation a duty, and not a burden.

I believe in the right of a person to represent himself in a court of law. To put restrictions on this right is to suspend freedom of speech. Judges may be appointed to arbitrate or enforce civil conduct, but all people should be heard, and lawyers will stand equal, before the bench, with any other citizen. The criminal courts shall not be encumbered and no pre-arrangements or plea bargains will be tolerated. If charged with a crime a person should be brought before a jury of their peers without a predisposed outcome. There shall be no parole system, and victimless crimes will not be considered for incarceration. While incarcerated the state shall be held responsible for the safety of the prisoners.

I believe that the education of children begins at home, and while schools may be considered for expediency they are no mandatory, and do not supersede the teaching handed down from generation to generation.  Public education shall be restricted to reading, writing, and the skills needed to secure a suitable income. Studies on public affairs may be included, but private affairs such as sex education will not be considered in a public school taught by people outside the family.

I believe in the right of the Republic to form a militia for the common defense of the people at any time up to and including against police agencies that have set themselves up above he people and the law. To defend the Republic against all enemies both foreign and domestic, and each of these militias will form a National Guard, with control given from the sheriffs to the Republic until such national crisis has abated.

I believe to total transparency of government in that the government is of the people, and the people cannot hide facts from themselves. There shall be no entity engaged in acts hidden from public view since the Republic of Texas does not attack other nations there is no need for any agency to engage in clandestine activities against any other nation.

I believe in other nations having the right to exist without interference from any other state other than the intrusion upon Texas sovereignty being the only reason for any international interaction. This interaction should be in the form of defense, and not an attempt to impose our ideas or holdings upon any other nation. Texas sovereignty of paramount and therefore no other nation, nor citizen thereof shall be allowed to hold property within the Republic of Texas. No foreign nation will be allowed to invest money with an expectation any greater than a reasonable profit.

Donald Trump is Going to be the Next President

Donald Trump is going to be the next president of the United States. Now, I want all you little children to listen to that, soak it up; I want you to ignore what the mainstream media is telling you, Ignore the polls, look at the crowd, look at the mood of the country. The Republican Party is bucking, and rolling right now because they’ve held control, and sway for so long. Same with the Democrats. These political machines have been in place in order to pick and choose who’s going to be in office, then they control who’s in office because the president will cleave to the party that paid the tab for him to walk into the White House. That is the way it truly is!

Trump is a deal changer; he is going to change the world. He is going to win. Hillary is a joke. She has more political luggage than Brittney Spears at a pot party, ok? That is the way it is. Now, you can cite all your numbers, you can cite all your nonsense, you can cite anything you want, but Trump’s groundswell is so great that if he doesn’t take the nomination, and he doesn’t win there is literally going to be a revolution in this country because the Illuminati’s control of the political system will be totally exposed. Alex Jones won’t look like a nut anymore. It’s right there for everyone to see.

The very fact that Paul Ryan is “considering” supporting Trump. He’s just not “quite there” yet. Ok, look idiot, Donald Trump has the support of the people, and he’s not perfect. If you click on this link to a guy named Pena, who is a billionaire Hispanic from Florida. He says it a lot more, uh, how do you say, poignant than I do, but it’s an enjoyable video, I strongly suggest you watch it. But, Trump is going to be in the White House!

Trump is going to be a deal changer.  All his ideas won’t work, but at least he’ll have some ideas. Look what we’ve got up there right now, we’ve got Obama, that. . . “If you like your head, you can keep your head.” I mean, c’mon, that’s what we’ve got. Now look what we’ve got lining up like she is the president designate. Everybody understands, “Well, we’ve had our black guy for eight years, and now we’re going to have this B&%ch for eight years!” So, we’ll have sixteen years of nonsense while the money changers in New York, and Brussels, London, and everywhere else control what’s going to happen with the people, well, no, the power’s going to flow from the bottom up for a little while because Trump isn’t beholden to anybody. He can say what he want to say. That’s the way it works in the real world! That’s the way it’s gonna happen! You got to know your limitations, you got to know the facts! Donald Trump will be the next president of the United States!

Hitler Was A Wonderful Guy!

I watched a video last night. By the time it was over I had come to believe that Hitler was a wonderful guy! No Poo Poo! There was this little girl’s voice expounding Hitler’s virtues, likes, dislikes, his artistic abilities, love of mankind, and of course there was no holocaust, that was just a scheme perpetrated by the Jews to take over Hollywood. There were scenes of Hitler playing with puppies, holding little girls, smiling, and thousands of people gathering around him like he was the second coming. I crappith thee NOT! Now, let’s get real here. If you believe that Hitler had a decent bone in his body then you’re freaking nuts! I’ve read Mein Kampf!  Matter of fact, I understood how the CPS works after reading it. Ya’ll may swat them bees now.  Let’s go forward about, oh, let’s say seventy years.

Hillary Clinton is so out in left field it’s laughable. The only thing more laughable is the people who support her. I didn’t say black people, see, that’s where you thought I was going, so now you’re the racist. No, I’ve seen some white chicks supporting Hillary that I wish I could pick up in a bar, ok? People buy into the manufactured image, not the person. I’m not going to enumerate all of Hillary’s sins here, I’m not a priest, but what did Nixon really do? Broke into some office. Heck, Hillary’s own significant other. Ran the government fairly well, it was that after hours pizza party that got to him, and he still survived. Hillary has made major blunders at every turn. Do you want to know why the democratic party is shoving a stick up her butt, holding her up? I’ll tell you why. They are coming to the end of the black guy, and by golly they’re gonna get a woman in no matter what! The party, both parties, work for the bankers. The bankers want Hillary to continue the progress (in their eyes) of the last eight years.

Now, as you know, I’m a Trump guy, but The Donald wouldn’t know politics if it ran up and peed on his leg. He’s a real estate broker, which is why I like him. When he speaks, I hear real estate broker coming out of his mouth. You wonder if he’ll really build that wall? He built Trump Towers, didn’t he? He will find the brick and mortar, and funds to build that wall, and you’ll be darn lucky if there’s not a neon sign on it flashing, “TRUMP, TRUMP, TRUMP!” If the Republican party has any sense, when they have their little sit down what they need to say is, “Donald! You’ve done a magnificent job awakening the people, but Hillary is a politician. She killed an ambassador, laughed in a Senate committee’s face, and strolled out like she had good sense. You don’t have to change any of your ideas, but please let us help you package them. Together, we can beat her at her own game.”

Trump said it well yesterday. There is a reason he’s a rising star. He’s giving the people what they want. He is vocalizing the frustration of the people at the Beltway politics that have held sway for too long. All the people! Unless I miss my guess, even California will swing for Trump. All but Whoopi Goldberg, she’s moving to Kenya, I believe. If Trump listens, and is as smart an arranger as I think he is, he will be the next president of the United States. Hitler was a wonderful guy!

No Taxation Without Representation

On the 16th of December 1773 some men calling themselves the sons of Liberty destroyed property belonging to the East India Company by throwing crates of tea overboard into the Boston harbor where the tea was to be off loaded for sale in the colonies. This act of vandalism was illegal as were the acts of sedition and conspiracy leading up to that event which came to be called the Boston Tea Party. 

It's ironic that this act, an act of terrorism by today's standards, should be defining in the history of our nation as the beginning of our fight with Britain for independence. Ironic because we have become a fearful lot, led around by our noses, funneling untold billions into “homeland security”. We simply cannot envision committing a terrorist or treasonous (aka criminal) act against our government even though we don't trust it to keep its least promise to us. As noted, the acts of meeting, discussing and planning this action were illegal in themselves. Indeed, just speaking against the Crown was considered treason in those days, and imprisonment, confiscation of property or even hanging were not out of the question even for wealthy citizens. 

Still, the act of boarding the ship, overpowering the crew and throwing cargo overboard has become the dividing line in the hearts and minds of Americans between talking smack and, actual smack. Patriotism and arm chair quarterbacking.

The actions of those men were those of men who had come to the end of their patience in dealing with a governing parent who had all the rational approaches to change covered. The East India Company was the largest corporation in the world, and enjoyed, a “no bid, no  compete” relationship with the colonies and the crown. In other words, the crown forbade competition in trade with the East India company while passing laws forbidding the manufacture of most items of daily living in the colonies and the banks, who were the power of the day liked it that way. A situation that modern day Americans are perilously close to now.

All of which brings us to the upcoming presidential election. With the exception of true individualists like the now deceased Roy Finicum, or Cliven Bundy, few Americans view themselves as capable of acts similar to the Boston Tea Party, but they will vote if are capable of stirring themselves enough to show up in November to vote should someone seem capable or inclined to bring about change. This mood has been on the American electorate since the Bush/Cheney debacle, and President Obama, who had promised change put the seemingly final finishing touches on the change over to the new world order begun by President Nixon. By now, every American who isn't stoned out of their minds can see that the Democratic Party intends to hand Americans their heads and administer the final coup de grace, emptying the last bit of change from our coffers, and enslaving future generations of Americans in a horrific kind of indentured servitude.

This is essentially clear when you see that the party has made it clear from the very beginning; before the beginning in fact, that Senator Sanders, a candidate who not only exemplifies the message of the populist minded democrats, but who has raised an amount of money equal to the Clinton pile bestowed upon her by the banks from single donors, hasn't got a chance. Just can't win they say. Still, the stubbornest voters in America are being told that their champion, Donald Trump can't win either, and yet they continue to flock to his standard in droves. Yes, I said droves. America isn't going to elect another monkey wearing a pin striped suit. The banksters may force another one into office as they did with President (ugh) Bush, but we won't elect him because even if we don't have the guts to drive down, up or over to Wichita Falls TX and put our butts on the line like the Sons of Liberty, we darn sure will go down to the polls and stand in Hillary’s way to the White House.

These Parts Ain't Big Enough For Me And You, Partner!

“These parts ain't big enough for me and you, partner!” We’ve all heard that in dozens of old western movies. What was once called “The Bureau of Livestock and Mines” eventually evolved into “The Bureau of Land Management.” No matter what you call it, the BLM is the largest land holder in the United States; bigger than McDonalds! You'd think they were McDonalds from all the cattle they steal. While people like LaVoy Finicum are killed, and Cliven Bundy is jailed, the Greenpeace Hippies sing the praises of the National Park Service. I hope they have a pic-a-nic basket Boo!

With sway over 264 million acres, mostly used for grazing, that was the land “left over” after everyone from homesteaders to land developers took what they wanted. Ask yourself, what happens when you hit the Pacific, run off all the Indians, and there’s no more land to “acquire” to manage. Why, you just turn around and start working back the other way, that’s what! A little gerrymandering, and a few guns, and them ranchers are no problem, just like them Injuns! And, although it's all shrouded in secrecy (never seen the government do that) a certain amount of kickback goes into BLM management. Let’s see, oil and gas receipts, timber receipts, salvage receipts, things like that, and there's more pork in there than a bar-b-q pit on “Juneteenth!” With all this going on, the general public doesn't even know who they are, until, of course, they shoot somebody. Oh, my bad, they don’t shoot anybody, they have the FBI do it for them. The FBI is the BLM’s Luca Brasi. One more thing; the BLM loses money, but it's hard to tell because they don't keep up with things like revenues vs expenses.

Now where did this boondoggle come from? You guessed it; the Congress! The current BLM was born in 1946 in a merging of the General Land Office and something called the Grazing Service. The dichotomy of these two entities, one mandating land disposal and the other land stewardship gives us this schizophrenic little wench we enjoy today. The General Land Office was to dispose of hundreds of millions of acres which had been “Acquired” from the Indians, Wounded Knee, Little Big Horn, you know, things like that. They had treaties, kinda like the one that brought Texas into the Union. By 1860 they had sold 300 million acres for pennies on the dollar to anyone who came through the door, all but the Indians, that is. Must have looked like Black Friday at Walmart! Congress designed the whole shebang to give small farmers and war veterans a fair shot, but, you know what happens during a situation where the government tries to level the playing field. So here come the mines, and when it was all over they left an empty hole. Kinda like an ex-wife.

Then, we have the Grazing Service, enacted by the Taylor Grazing Act in 1939, because them cows was a eating just too much grass! The government worries about grass a lot, but I digress. Well, Western folk  wanted privatization, and, of course, the Yankees leaned more toward a more public, social concept. This mess cost so much money that in 1946 Congress gave them a 50 percent pay cut. Oh, and they moved the offices from Washington DC to Salt Lake City so the cattlemen could have more direct control. Now, remember they stole all this land, just in case you forgot.

When the two organizations were combined in 1946, the BLM took over running this mess until they could unload it, and the cattlemen thought this was all temporary until they could get a deed. Wouldn't you just know it? The BLM didn't go away. Matter of fact, in 1976 Congress passed the Federal Land Policy and Management Act which ended the “disposal” part. All, but the cattlemen, whom  they are trying to dispose of today. Shall we take a boat ride down the Red River?

Rivers wander. Now there's two kinds of wandering. There's “gradual” and then “avulsion.” Gradual, and the borders just “go with the flow.” Avulsion is where the river jumps its banks and charts its own course. The BLM picks and chooses which of these to apply according to its particular needs, I.e. about A 116 mile stretch round about a half a mile wide running along the Red River between Texas and Oklahoma.  Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you the BLM, under the Acquired Mineral Leasing Act of 1947 get to allocate minerals. Yeah, yeah, yeah, they don't have that many areas where they do it, but the fact is they can, and that's the problem. So, they couldn't make any money chopping down trees and Indians, maybe they'd fare better in the oil business.

Under that land is a whole bunch of sandy oil that can be fracked out, and all you gotta do is drain the Red River, cause it takes a wee bit of water, cause if you don't have a massive amount of water you get “fracked up.” Of course that don't leave much for the cattle, but no matter, those cows eat too much grass anyway. So, they need to push the cattlemen off the land, set up the drills, drain the Red River, and go to the bank. . The cattlemen respectively disagree, but let me give you a formula. BLM + FBI = Somebody gets shot! “These parts ain't big enough for me and you, partner.” Where's Billy the Kid when you need him. This is just a range war folks, and it looks like the sheep herders is a  winning!

When Things Get Quiet

Always be on point when things get quiet. I don't know about everyone else, but I grew up in a family that had four children. My siblings and I were a pretty rowdy bunch, and occasion my mother needed mad parenting skills to get her through the process of raising us, managing my father’s career and looking damn good while she did it. One of those skills was an instinct for knowing when her focused attention was needed; the dreaded “eyes in the back of her head” that all successful parents are able to convince their children they have. She knew, for instance, that if things got real quiet she needed to come look; she didn't ask us what we were doing, she knew we'd lie about that if we were up to something. She didn't send one of us to look; they were just as likely to be in on whatever sneaky plot was afoot, she just came looking; on light feet too.

Folks, things have gotten real quiet down in Mexico lately. Oh, I know The Donald's kicking up a fuss about that wall and all, but what that's done is distract us from the fact that information, real information is not coming out of Mexico. Now, we're all going to have good reason to wish that wall was there, and real soon too; but more about that in a minute. What I'd like to ask you is what exactly do you really know about Fast and Furious? Not the movie, the guns for drugs operation initiated by the State Department (aka Hillary). Until recently I worked for what some

would call an accounting firm. One of my functions was to find creative ways to get people to fulfill promises they had come to regret making. It was an honest living. More honest than the lives of those I was regretfully called upon to influence. In recent times my company's portfolio began to include more and more work for an umbrella that you know as homeland security. My division had the unfortunate task of looking in on other contract obligations. I could write a book about it all, but for now let's get back to what you know.

 I'm a different kind of guy than my friend Bill the Butcher. I am not a writer, and I believe that people should work for what they get. Consequently, I'm not going to put everything I know in front of you. For one thing, why on earth should you believe me? No, if you are the sort that cares about your country though, if you care what happens to your family, you ought to launch your own investigation into what happened. Form groups, divide up the tasks of uncovering what's been sloppily covered up. Make it a part of whatever community you are a part of, for you are all going to need each other as surely as you are reading these words. Times coming when you will not have any protection under or from the law. if you live in Texas, New Mexico, Arizona, or Utah you're in for some trouble.

Back to that wall for a minute. I spent several days held in a federal building in El Paso twice because ICE had picked me up coming across the border illegally (I'm a legal citizen, but hey). The reason for this attention was that I carried a SIM card in my pocket that belonged to a person of interest in the so called investigation into the Fast and Furious project. It appeared to my employers that a rogue element of the vast Homeland Security conglomerate was operating down south and I was dispatched to coordinate with one of our offices in Chihuahua. What I found was that every rank and file element of the Mexican army (yeah they have private contractors too) knew about the guns for drugs plan way ahead of it, and that eventually those guns would wind up back in the good old USA in the hands of what we call gangs, but they call private contractors.

Fantasy? Vile racist lies? You'll have to decide for yourself. Poke around a little yourself though before you decide; for your family's sake, or just to save your own hide. The evidence is all around you like gold nuggets in Eldorado. Remember those poor folks who are murdered in the ever increasing massacres that are the plague of our modern world, and how they probably wished they had a gun...just a little too late.

Teddy Bear

We Don't Need No Stinking Badges!

We don’t need no stinking badges! Funny line from a movie that got unfunny when guns began to flow across the southern border like someone was running a gun show. In September of 2009 John Dodson with the ATF stood back in snake amazement when he traced guns being given to Mexican cartels, and he subsequently became a whistle blower. This article in the New York Post detailed this so I’m not going to bore you with the taco count, just read it for yourself.

We all know the story. I even made a joke out of it when I was out in California citing that the first thing you learn in grade school if you’re a Texan is not to give guns to the Mexicans. The paradox is that Mexico has mucho gun control, unless you’re in the cartel, and then you get a pass. Mexico is a perfect example of what happens when you “regulate” guns. Ever hear the statement, “If guns are outlawed then only outlaws will have guns.” Mexico has a lot of outlaws, world class outlaws.

I find it amazing that Trump talks about securing the border, Hillary skirts the issue. Trump supports the second amendment; Hillary is very clear on her stance on gun control. Heck, her own daughter just got up, and gave a snot slinging speech on that very subject. (She has a kid? Nobody told me that.) Hillary was directly involved at a high level with the government that opened this gun running operation. Do you think she was unaware? Well, I mean, she was unaware of an attack on an embassy, and loaded up state secrets at a local McDonald’s WiFi, but c’mon! Well, Teddy Bear ran a theory by me today, and I’m going to give you the basics. Of course, I can’t tell you details because that would be, well, dangerous. I mean we know the government would never take off after someone for busting it out, right?

Hillary is all tangled up with this stuff, and when confronted, she gives that little chuckle of hers, says something clever, and moves on. The agenda is to disarm the American people. It’s as simple as that. Imagine, if you will, how many people would be flocking over that border if they were reasonably sure those ranchers down there didn’t have any guns? How much restraint do you think the cartels would show if they knew that there would be no return fire? If you believe gun control will make the border safer then I have a bridge in Laredo for you, and, as usual, it’s on sale! Shucks, I’ll just run a two for one sale.  I’ll throw in one out in El Paso for free!

I’m not going to grind out all those tired old statistics about how many people got shot, or saved someone’s life because they shot someone, what I’m drilling down on is that Hillary and company want to make us all serfs in the Clinton Dynasty, and if they get their way we’ll all “die nasty.” She portrays herself as being “of the people,” but she hasn’t been anywhere near the people since she dated Yoko Ono! How’d she spit that hook, I wonder? Speaking of dynasties, remember when I made that joke about Chelsea following her mother’s eight years in office? Well, when she got up and gave that little rant about guns I almost dropped my beer. I’m beginning to feel like a prophet.

What you have below the Mexican border is an army, ok? This army has already sent advance units into the bread basket of the US. Hillary is very aware of this, and says, or does nothing about it. Thomas More said if someone were to attack a man with a knife, and you stand there doing nothing, that indicates approval. Hillary approves of this armed invasion of the United States. Hey, jus’ sayin’. The invaders feel empowered, knowing that the Democratic front runner is looking the other way, and they don’t need no stinking badges, or citizenship, or anything. They’ve been handed a silver platter with the US served up medium rare. Mexican Silver! Adios!

The God Particle

Got all into something called “The God Particle” this week.   I believe in God. In spite of my shifts in concepts, I have always believed in an unmoved mover. I watched the most beautifully produced documentary just the other day about the proofs behind this and in the end found out that it had been made by Muslims. In the conclusion of the work the narrator says, "Allah," but by this time I'd forwarded it to a lot of my believing friends. Being a reasoning person I had to accept that truth is truth. The video scientifically analyzed the mathematical preciseness of the organization of the universe, and demonstrated that how if one tiny thing were not exactly in place the whole thing would disintegrate into utter chaos. It addressed evolution by demonstrating that there was a certain level of geological history where life virtually exploded and contrary to Darwin's idea that life evolved from a single root that grew upward in ever increasing diversity, the "tree" was actually upside down and life had in effect came into existence quiet suddenly and began to "fine tune" as some species failed the test and disappeared from the scene. It showed an equation called 1.618 that governed everything from the shape of galaxies to the number of petals on a sunflower, to the proportions of a pretty girl's face. And it was put together by Muslims!

     Then I spent several days watching a series called, "How The Earth Was Made," and got the same information. The very planet we call home is so complex, with intertwining systems so closely connected that it is almost beyond comprehension. One segment explained how Antarctica, with all of its inhospitable conditions, virtually controls our entire weather system by producing brine that creeps along the ocean floor thereby articulating the currents that flow around the globe. One last video studied what would happen if the earth's rotation slowed only one mile per hour and the result would be devastating! The very moon operates as a balance, keeping the earth rotation in a synced fashion, enabling the weather system to remain constant, within certain parameters which, if it were not so, one year New York would be New York, and the next it may be situated near one of the poles.

     Great minds, such as Stephen Hawking say that when things get too complicated the theist will just fall back on a "god" in a vain effort to avoid the question, while they, themselves, when their own model fails will suggest a multiple-universe theory in effect claiming that if the model doesn't work just apply layer upon layer until it does or any opposition simply gives up in exasperation.

     My concept of God is that of a great creative force that we, as mortals, will never understand, we aren't capable. Jesus was strapped with trying to educate simple fishermen, a tax collector, and a few women as to the way the universe works. Did He try to explain the time-space continuum to them? Certainly not! At the last supper, did he try to hold a lecture on molecular reorganization, or the presence of dark matter, no. He held up a piece of bread and told them, "This is my body. Whenever you have this ritual you need to remember that!" Jesus was explaining to them in terms they could get their minds around. They understood the Passover, and all it meant to them, as Jews, and He was the ultimate Passover for all people.

     We, as Christians, no, let me rephrase that, as believers, have to accept that there are some who will never accept our concept, or explanations for the order of the universe no matter how persuasive our argument. For all their scientific method they will abandon it, and proceed on the premise that there simply cannot BE a god and any system that makes that claim is simply rejected outright. You will never change these people. I didn't change my ideas while watching all of the documentaries I cited above. They merely reinforced what I already suspected. And, if you will note, when you forget about all the arguments about Jesus and Mohammed, the Muslim work was outstanding in its direct analyzation of the science of mathematics and the correlation to the universe.

     As believers, our explanations look absurd to atheists. Atheists have a hands on, linear methodology in their universal view, but does that make them evil? Certainly not! A girl in high school on the East Coast wanted to start a club geared to atheists like herself so she, and other likeminded kids could gather and discuss ideas, and feel a oneness. At first the school absolutely forbade it, but after the ACLU got involved she was allowed to form her group, but was then bullied into giving it up by the "Christian" community around her. Tell me how those "Christians" were any different than a radical Muslim who believes he must destroy all "infidels" to spread his "faith?" She was accused of being a Satanist. This is so far in left field if defies explanation but I'll try. A Satanist is a believer. Jesus said, "Even the demons believe in God, and they tremble." People who subscribe to this mind set believe there is a god but choose the opposite path. To me they're like the kid, when we all went to the movies on Saturday, who would cheer for the guy in the black hat. For whatever psychological reason they have rejected what is regarded as proper by most other believers for the side that is completely opposite to that. The atheist simple rejects any spiritual explanation of the universe, preferring a physical model instead.

     As long as you live you will be formulating your world view. Mine has evolved so much that it barely resembles what was in my head at sixteen years old. The one constant remains: There has to be a designer for such a finely turned situation. Can I explain this to a non-believer? Nope. Can I, myself even ever completely understand this designer? Absolutely not! Should I judge, or cast stones at someone who doesn't subscribe to my very own ever changing view? Well, Jesus, Himself, said, "Judge not lest you be judged." Now, He didn't say that to be clever. He said that because He knew we could never get our finite minds around the infinite. I am comfortable with accepting Biblical principles. The young atheist simply is not.

     I am always amazed at the knee-jerk reaction to any inclusion of Biblical principles in government. Put a statue of the ten commandments on the courthouse lawn and certain groups lose their collective minds. The ten commandments are an early example of codified law given to a bunch of people trying to carve out a civilized existence out of a horrible situation.     I hear all the time about the separation of church and state, but that's not what the first amendment is all about It says, "Congress shall make no law respecting the ESTABLISHMENT of religion ..." It forbids Congress from jumping up and making the Baptist Church the official religion of the United States. It does NOT nullify bringing your morals, common sense or life experiences to the table when you vote, or make decisions. How else can you make these decisions? You see, that's what's wrong with this whole idea that we have to blindly accept that we really have no opinion or options when it comes to government. When Congress sits in session can they impose religious guidelines and restrictions on the rest of us? Constitution says they cannot. Can they let their experience, morality, and personal beliefs guide how they will vote? You bet they can, and DO! Should they have anything to do with the little atheist girl wanting to form a club with her likeminded friends? Well, that's where my Libertarian beliefs kick in. They have a right to their beliefs, and she has a right to hers!

     You will never convert this little girl. Conversion comes from within. You will never scare a gay person straight. For whatever psychological reasons that mold our sexuality it is OUR mold. Our INDIVIDUAL mold. Lead by example. Live your lives by your principles and if those principles are sound, kind,and not bigoted there are those who will approve. Cast your bread upon the water, and maybe, just maybe, you'll get back a sandwich! And that, my friends, is the true God Particle.