"One man, living again in his home state, surrounded by territory once rife with Conservatives,
and now hijacked by imported Liberals. This is the product of a self-imposed duty to continue to speak my Traditionalist Values
despite the Left's proliferation, procreation and perpetual regurgitation."
"One woman, living in a southern state, in an area riddled with liberal Democrats, where strong spined Conservatives
once dutifully toiled. This is the result of a motivated need to perpetually decry Socialist takeover,
regardless of the liberal accretion, spawning and unending palaver."
Next Opportunity for Redemption of The Republic...
...6:00 AM Eastern, November 1st, 2016
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
Please Join Us in Prayers...
Mr. Always of Always On Watch blog has suffered a severe hemorrhagic stroke. There is hope for his survival... now recovery (See update below!), but the first 48 hours are the most critical. He is in the Intensive Care Unit presently. Latest details of his condition are being updated regularly here by The Merry Widow.
Please consider adding your heartfelt prayers for them both.
*UPDATE* The Merry Widow has been posting updates since Tuesday, the 15th... Her latest as of 7:39 pm on 9-17 is: "It is pretty amazing how well it's going. Since Mr. AOW didn't develope any new bleeders, he should be good to go...now starts the process of slogging back. Leaving the NICU is a huge step. A positive move! themerrywidow"
You were my fellow citizens. You were my brothers and sisters. You were Americans (and some of you were not). You were crimeless, blameless, guiltless. You were human.
And you were all summarily, unmercifully murdered.
Don't tell me it's a "day of service"...
It is A DAY OF REVERENT MOURNING!!! DO YOU HEAR ME, MR. OBAMA??? ...IMBECILE!!!
Don't tell me to forget...
I cannot and will not. Nor should I. Nor should you. Nor should either of us... ANY of us, EVER allow our children to. It is our most basic duty of respect to always teach and relate the true history of that tragic page turned.
Don't tell me to "move on"...
Your thinly shrouded code is designed to erase my memory. I function, I work, I live and I love. The innocent victims of cold blooded savages do not. I continue... but I will never "move on".
Don't tell me to "toughen up"...
Don't interpret my tears as weakness. They are the purest drops of resolve to avenge Our tragic loss. You don't know my strength... for you have nothing from within with which to compare. You are sickeningly empty and consumed with self. Thus you run and hide from the unending pain of such a sinister stealing. I bear my pain. And I bare my pain... in recognition, acknowledgement and in an honoring, raging flame of memory.
Don't tell me "life goes on"...
It does not for Them. 'This' Earthly existence and consciousness for Them was robbed. Life's essence was torn from Their clutching hands to become the prey for a Godless immolation. They were extinguished... but for Their souls.
Don't tell me We are to blame...
This beacon nation of freedom's light has given more aid, comfort and sustenance to the world's people, from all nations, including those of the perpetrators, than all others combined. And we continue to do so to this very moment. And we will continue to do so tomorrow... as long as we have something of assisting value remaining to give.
Don't tell me the assassins had "reasons"...
We offer liberty's torch to every man, woman and child who's outstretched hand will grasp it. We demonstrate the gift and all its' hallowed empowerments to those who are blessed with its' experience... and to those who would be. We spill our blood and fight on foreign soil to unchain the oppressed from the very enemy that attacked us. If you truly believe that these murderous savages had reason beyond corrupt, totalitarian authority and self appointed autocracy, further effort of explanation is to place pearls before swine. Avail yourself of the difference between a reason... and an excuse.
Don't tell me it was an "inside job"...
Read, research, learn something... Or perhaps you could have considered simply opening your frickin' blind eyes... Moron. Find a life beyond Facebook and GreenPeace... And get away from me... nutcase.
And don't tell me not to be angry. I will always, unfailingly, enduringly be angry!
May the good and righteous Lord forever bless Their unchosen sacrifice and rest Their spirit within His loving arms.
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I Didn’t Know You - But I Will Always Remember You ~
In the blink of an eye, September 11th, 2001 transformed us as a nation.
Lives were forever lost. Lives were forever changed. And from that day forward, the names of 2996 people have forever been associated with “a list“ of victims who never made it home.
But beyond that list - beside each number - and behind each name is a story.
I recently spent some time reading about each of these victims - these heroes who had become such an important part of my life. It seemed strange somehow that they were still virtually unknown to me. Collectively, they had impacted my life with a tremendous force - and yet individually, I knew nothing about them.
I wanted to get to know them better. And this is what I learned.
Hero 344 I didn’t know you - But we had the same last name - even though we are not related.
Hero 685 I didn’t know you - But we went to the same high school.
Hero 945 I didn’t know you - But I recalled a time when our family was lost while driving through Staten Island. The door of your fire station was open - and we stopped to ask you for directions. Our youngest daughter ‘spotted’ your Dalmatian puppy. You waved and invited her to come over and pet him while you drew us a map. You knelt down and slid your arm around the puppy for 20 minutes while she hugged him and then you gave our daughters a tour of the station. You were warm and gracious. And I am deeply saddened that your picture was among the firefighters lost, when the Towers fell.
Hero 938 I didn’t know you - But we drove the same kind of car.
Hero 584 I didn’t know you - But I know someone who had an appointment to meet with you at Cantor Fitzgerald on September the 12th, 2001.
Hero 2183 I didn’t know you - but you produced television shows such as Cheers, Frasier and Wings that filled my house with laughter. And I thank you for that.
Hero 1837 I didn’t know you - but we shared the same birth date.
Hero 1984 I didn’t know you - but we both have three children.
Hero 309 I didn’t know you - but we were born at the same hospital.
Hero 2947 I didn’t know you - But we both have big, Italian families.
Hero 1483 I didn’t know you - but I watched you on television and admired you as a strong, combative political commentator. Your conservative voice is missed.
Hero 714 I knew you.
You are my cousin. Our parents were married in the same churches. Our grandparents are buried in the same cemeteries. We shared the same traditions. You are my family. Although life too often allows us to drift away from those we should know better - we should know better than to allow that to ever happen.
And that was the one recurring theme, throughout these tributes that I encountered. There was one message, to the fallen, written many times over.
“I wish I had gotten to know you better.”
Beyond this day - beyond the numbers - and beyond the names… Perhaps that is a message that should live on.
CORRECT, Rep. Joe Wilson (R., SC)!... So why apologize?
Why grow stones enough to speak out publicly (Pelosi surely did neck damage! HA!), fittingly (after our President showed his usual pattern of imbalanced disdain, disrepect even, for all dissenting opinions of his "healthcare" pretension...) only to shrink into submission and cowardly apologize for your courage to speak the truth?
Did you not expect the outcry you promptly received from shocked DemoKrats? Did you not fully expect most in your own party to throw you instantly under the bus? Why would you anticipate any other response from the spineless, compromising worms wearing your own stripes? These RINO's (Team Captain McCain) are the same fakers who still talk a brand of alleged "Conservatism" that no one genuinely of the persuasion can recognize. The only thing you did wrong, Sir, was to go jello.
Why the classic case of 'Temporary Testicles', Rep. Wilson? All you had to do was stand by your declaration. Did you do this out of emotionalism uncontrolled... or perhaps to undermine us all? It truly makes me suspicious.
Because surely any thinking man would have to realize that to call a spade a spade... and then retreat and lick boots... would only serve as fodder to feed ready-to-pounce members of the Party of Asses and lukewarm water to dilute the growing felt responsibility to respond to the Elephant's true Masters...
Hail to the Chief - with an unspoken pledge of dignity and an unfaltering respect for the office of POTUS.
However, does this pledge of our civil obedience and decorum demand the same amount of Presidential protocol when the President repeatedly makes conscious decisions to present false information to the American public? If the breaking point for the average American is a town hall meeting - where is the breaking point for congressional servants more dutifully held captive under the thumb of the left hand of a socialistically leaning administration?
While I do not condone such misplaced outbursts - I do understand what type of frustration would lead to the need to have them expressed. It is difficult to watch someone in power misleading those whom you have sworn to serve. Contrary to the mainstream media's attempt to make this "inappropriate" remark a partisan issue - and despite the Democrats salivating at the chance to shift the focus from Obama's lie to Wilson's breach of protocol - this is simply the same issue that we have been dealing with since the day that Obama was sworn into office 9 months ago.
"We are mad as hell, and we aren't going to take it anymore!"
The threads are quickly fraying. With this rush to judge Congressman Wilson, the Left did not need (nor want) to validate whether or not Obama did in fact lie. This has simply been another opportunity to shine an interrogation spotlight over our heads and punish our entire party - and any person with any oppositional opinions - for this "breach of protocol" that occurred when Congressman Wilson had the audacity to speak.
Plunging over this socialist precipice is the best (in fact the ONLY) nidorous antitoxin for our wayward, liberally apprehended nation. When history's lessons are no longer heeded, living the redux is the last alternative versus utter loss and total failure. Unfortunately, it will transact at a tremendous, outlandish cost.
I once bemoaned the absurdity of it, decried how unnecessary it was and angrily denounced the mass of apathetics that selfishly spurned the responsibility as just too engaging and demanding to stay cognizant. However, when this once glorious nation becomes so decayed that we crown a cardboard, unidimensional, narcissistic snake oil vendor whose transparently self serving power quest is worn openly on his synthetic uniform... we have earned the pain and suffering that our actions have endowed for the next several generations.
Predictably, the Great Deceiver has installed a cancerous plundering of Marxists in reinforcing circles all around him. Old enemies of capitalism, inspiration, competition and innovation are there as well as an alarming plenitude of novice apparatchiks with lesser notorieties. With them come the tools of contrivance directly from the kit of the acclaimed Joker...
Behold the "Czar" rubric! A blatantly meandering route to circumnavigate and subvert the pillars of democratic installation provided directly within the Constitution of these United States. A devious solution to the plexing "problem" confronting the would be totalitarian!
Valediction, Van Jones... racist and avowed pinko!
Accept our patent gratitude, FOX News... the ONLY true news network to document the glaring, well documented distresses in this wart's annals.
Shame on ABC, CBS, NBC and the multitude of faux "news" journals from which we have come to expect... absolutely nothing! This is surely one of your pinnacle ignominies and you so surely deserve The People running from you by the millions. Like Jones, you will incur what is just.
Deplorable, proud Communist Jones, we passionate students of liberty and history bid you the public unveiling you purchased. Of course you decry your expulsion as a "victim" of "smear and distortion". You fool no one with more than a pair of brain cells which create adjacent friction. Mark the event of his demise, fellow autocrats... you will rapidly follow his dispatchment.
The People of these consecrated United States of America... are awakening.
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Something to sing about!
"Sunny Day - sweeping the clouds away - on my way to where the air is sweet...."
Farewell, Czar of Green - purveyor of puffery and ballyhoo - the air does smell a little sweeter since your resignation, Van Jones. We can only hope that the imperious Obama Administration does not attempt to recycle you.
Meanwhile, back at Muppet Central, the fleece is flying...and the puppets are growing restless - but we wanted to leave Czar Jones with the following video - and the knowledge that we will plant a lovely, white flower in his memory.
"Follow me if I advance. Kill me if I retreat. Revenge me if I die."
"A legally applied for and approved Concealed Carry Permit
enables a law abiding citizen to do one thing following all the bureaucratic, invasive hoop jumping:
He may now conceal a loaded firearm on his person for the purpose of self protection
without fearing incarceration by the police
for breaking a state law against 'unlicensed carry'...
that our Second Amendment already superceded and nullified."
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