Archive for October, 2007

Catching Wild Pigs

Pig Nosing At FenceShe said she has “a million ideas but the country can’t afford them all”. When Hillary Mrs. Clinton uttered that phrase our Founding Fathers, who sought to eliminate tyranny by creating a government with limited power, must have been turning pirouettes in their graves! She seems to come up with a new Socialist program every day and is closely followed by Barack Hussein and the lovely Jon Edwards in her passion for imposing ‘free lunches’ upon the weak minded and gullible, who don’t seem to understand there is no such thing. Recently I read a story I’d like to share with you.

It seems there was a Chemistry professor in a large college that had several exchange students in his class. One day, while the class was in the lab, the professor noticed one young man who kept rubbing his back and stretching as if it hurt. The professor asked the young man what was the matter. The student told him he had a bullet lodged in his back. He had been shot while fighting communists who were trying to overthrow the government of his native country and install a new communist regime. In the midst of his story, he looked at the professor and asked, “Do you know how to catch wild pigs?” The professor thought it was a joke and guessed at the punch line.

The young man said this was no joke. He continued, “You catch wild pigs by finding a suitable place in the woods and putting corn on the ground. The pigs find it and begin to come every day to eat the free corn. When they get used to it, you put a fence down one side of the place where they are used to coming. Once they get used to the fence, they begin to eat the corn again and you put up another side of the fence. They get used to that and start to eat again. You continue until you have all four sides of the fence up with a gate in the last side.

By now the pigs, which are used to the free corn, start to come through the gate to eat. One day you simply slam the gate on them and catch the whole herd. Suddenly the wild pigs have lost their freedom. They run around and around inside the fence, but they are caught. Soon they go back to eating the free corn. They are so used to it that they have forgotten how to forage in the woods for themselves, so they accept their captivity.”

The young man then told the professor that is exactly what he sees happening to America. The government keeps pushing us toward Socialism/Communism by spreading the free corn out in the form of programs such as supplemental income, tax credit for unearned income, tobacco subsidies, dairy subsidies, payments not to plant crops, welfare, medicine, drugs and now government run health care…while we continue to lose our freedom, a little at a time.

Remember, there is no such thing as a ‘free lunch’ and you can’t hire someone to provide a service for you cheaper than you can do it yourself. Does some bureaucrat in Washington know better than you what is best for you and your family? Do you want the same mob that bankrupted Social Security, Medicare and who runs the Postal Service determining what medical treatment you’ll get and when or if you’ll even get it?

If you think there’s nothing wrong with letting your neighbor pay your way, look over your shoulder, there’s a fence going up. Ignore the historical plight of socialist countries and failed government programs; let radical Leftist Democrats ruin the finest health care system in the world, tax us into oblivion, redistribute wealth and destroy the free market economy that made America great. If that’s how you choose to squander your liberty, then let them do it all…but God help us when the gate slams shut!

R.S.F.

It’s Not Easy Bein’ Green

RollerSkate-BumpStickersAs I cruised down the Interstate in my Mustang 5 speed, V-6 convertible doing my usual 200 MPH, I nearly ran over a little yellow roller skate called a Chevy Oblivion or something like that. The rear deck was plastered with just about every sticker and decal ever printed about the global warming hoax or about saving one thing or another. This tiny rolling road hazard loped along at a sporting 55 MPH in the center lane and was being dusted, on both sides, by everything but the dead squirrel straddling the white line.

When you pass a bad accident, you know how you just have to look…even though you don’t really want to? That’s the way I felt about this guy. I had to see who was driving. As I slowed alongside, sure enough there he was…chin held high, big dopey grin, arm styled on the door sill, doing his part for the global environment. I had to wonder whether he plugged this thing in or just peddled faster when he needed power.

A few days later I was watching the baseball playoffs and voila! There it was! The roller skate was in a commercial on my very own television, with some politically correct character explaining to a bunch of ethnically-balanced kids that this little carnival ride actually goes 34 miles on a gallon of gas. Wow, nearly 3 MPG more than I get with my ‘Stang and I can go zero to 60 in about 7 seconds, laying rubber in the first 3 gears if I’m so inclined. What’s more, I can do it feeling comfortable, looking sharp, enjoying greater safety and for only a few dollars more than the purchase price they were quoting for the skimpy little planet saver. But almost 3 MPG more! How could I be so selfish as to actually place common sense above common good? Gee, come to think of it, I’m still using regular lightbulbs!

I wonder if Al Gore actually realized his misinformation campaign would impact people’s lives to such crazy, dangerous extent when he first launched it. Now that the world’s most proficient liar is sharing The Nobel Peace Prize with the world’s most corrupt organization, will he springboard from his new found notoriety into the 2008 presidential campaign, as I’ve discussed in past posts? Or will he be content to continue getting rich on the backs of little ‘green’ goobers who drive tiny toy cars because they fail to grasp their own cosmic insignificance? Gore now joins Carter, Arafat and a host of other incompetents, thugs and petty dictators who received the same prize, thereby further diminishing it to the stature of an award for “Best Hockey Player In Southern Ecuador”.

When Alfred Nobel endowed the Nobel Peace Prize, he instructed that it go “to the person who shall have done the most or the best work for fraternity between the nations, for the abolition or reduction of standing armies and for the holding and promotion of peace congresses.” Al Gore has done exactly none of those things. The fact is, last Friday the prize was handed to him and two days before, a British judge ruled that Gore’s film, “An Inconvenient Truth,” contained so many errors (read: lies) that it could be shown in British public schools only if accompanied by a fact sheet correcting the errors.

No, we don’t need to start eating kangaroos because of excess cow flatulence. It has graced our atmosphere for a long time and no-one is gasping for breath just yet. Neither does some bureaucratic agency need to tell us what kind of lightbulbs to use or how much toilet paper we’re allowed for personal use. Less is not more, less is less…no matter what some politician, prize committee or two bit actor says. Because the lemmings are sprinting toward the sea, doesn’t mean we have to slip into our own tennies and head for the water’s edge. We don’t need a bunch of Marxist Liberals dictating what’s best for us on one hand, while they steal more of our liberty with the other.

The tiny highway hazard I encountered displayed one particularly inane sticker which read, “Father God Created Mother Earth”… to which I must hasten to add, “And Together They Created Some Really Scary Children.” Remember, it’s not your tailpipe or some bovine in Kansas but the sun which warms the earth. We don’t need to return to the dark ages or drive a bad joke, yellow or otherwise, to be a friend to the environment. Keeping things clean is common sense; denying natural events in the name of ‘bein’ green’ is pure politics.

R.S.F.

Motivation

Ever wonder why the majority of men are Republicans? If life consists mostly of pain vs. pleasure decisions, your question should be answered at a glance!

Women And Politics

Got more questions?

R.S.F.

Letter From A Hero

I would like to apologize to my regular readers for not posting a blog since September 4th and thank my new visitors for their interest in reading somewhat dated material. Since that time, a surgeon’s scalpel has led me to more fully appreciate the plight of a Thanksgiving turkey on his way the serving platter. It has been a longer road back than I anticipated with some distance yet to travel.

While I’ve not been able to log much computer time, I have had time to do a good deal of reading and research. A few weeks ago I came across a letter to his father from one of America’s true heroes, Sgt. Eddie Jeffers. Eddie made the ultimate sacrifice on September 19, 2007 while serving in Iraq. He was only 23 but, clearly, possessed wisdom and insight beyond his years. War can do that.

I want to share his letter with you because it captures the essence of who the real enemy is to the United States better than anything else I’ve read or could have written. It’s well worth the read. As Mark Levin said when he read Eddie’s letter on his syndicated radio program, “This young man demonstrates more common sense than the entire Congress…COMBINED!”

Hope Rides Alone

I stare out into the darkness from my post, and I watch the city burn to the ground. I smell the familiar smells, I walk through the familiar rubble, and I look at the frightened faces that watch me pass down the streets of their neighborhoods. My nerves hardly rest; my hands are steady on a device that has been given to me from my government for the purpose of taking the lives of others.

I sweat, and I am tired. My back aches from the loads I carry. Young American boys look to me to direct them in a manner that will someday allow them to see their families again…and yet, I too, am just a boy….my age not but a few years more than that of the ones I lead. I am stressed, I am scared, and I am paranoid…because death is everywhere. It waits for me, it calls to me from around street corners and windows, and it is always there.

There are the demons that follow me, and tempt me into thoughts and actions that are not my own…but that are necessary for survival. I’ve made compromises with my humanity. And I am not alone in this. Miles from me are my brethren in this world, who walk in the same streets…who feel the same things, whether they admit to it or not.

And to think, I volunteered for this…

And I am ignorant to the rest of the world…or so I thought.

But even thousands of miles away, in Ramadi, Iraq, the cries and screams and complaints of the ungrateful reach me. In a year, I will be thrust back into society from a life and mentality that doesn’t fit your average man. And then, I will be alone. And then, I will walk down the streets of America, and see the yellow ribbon stickers on the cars of the same people who compare our President to Hitler.

I will watch the television and watch the Cindy Sheehans, and the Al Frankens, and the rest of the ignorant sheep of America spout off their mouths about a subject they know nothing about. It is their right, however, and it is a right that is defended by hundreds of thousands of boys and girls scattered across the world, far from home. I use the word boys and girls, because that’s what they are. In the Army, the average age of the infantryman is nineteen years old. The average rank of soldiers killed in action is Private First Class.

People like Cindy Sheehan are ignorant. Not just to this war, but to the results of their idiotic ramblings, or at least I hope they are. They don’t realize its effects on this war. In this war, there are no Geneva Conventions, no cease fires. Medics and Chaplains are not spared from the enemy’s brutality because it’s against the rules. I can only imagine the horrors a military Chaplain would experience at the hands of the enemy. The enemy slinks in the shadows and fights a coward’s war against us. It is effective though, as many men and women have died since the start of this war. And the memory of their service to America is tainted by the inconsiderate remarks on our nation’s news outlets. And every day, the enemy changes…only now, the enemy is becoming something new. The enemy is transitioning from the Muslim extremists to Americans. The enemy is becoming the very people whom we defend with our lives. And they do not realize it. But in denouncing our actions, denouncing our leaders, denouncing the war we live and fight, they are isolating the military from society…and they are becoming our enemy.

Democrats and peace activists like to toss the word “quagmire” around and compare this war to Vietnam. In a way they are right, this war is becoming like Vietnam. Not the actual war, but in the isolation of country and military. America is not a nation at war; they are a nation with its military at war. Like it or not, we are here, some of us for our second, or third times; some even for their fourth and so on. Americans are so concerned now with politics, that it is interfering with our war.

Terrorists cut the heads off of American citizens on the internet…and there is no outrage, but an American soldier kills an Iraqi in the midst of battle, and there are investigations, and sometimes soldiers are even jailed…for doing their job.

It is absolutely sickening to me to think our country has come to this. Why are we so obsessed with the bad news? Why will people stop at nothing to be against this war, no matter how much evidence of the good we’ve done is thrown in their face? When is the last time CNN or MSNBC or CBS reported the opening of schools and hospitals in Iraq? Or the leaders of terror cells being detained or killed? It’s all happening, but people will not let up their hatred of President Bush. They will ignore the good news, because it just might show people that Bush was right.

America has lost its will to fight. It has lost its will to defend what is right and just in the world. The crazy thing of it all is that the American people have not even been asked to sacrifice a single thing. It’s not like World War II, where people rationed food and turned in cars to be made into metal for tanks. The American people have not been asked to sacrifice anything. Unless you are in the military or the family member of a service member, its life as usual…the war doesn’t affect you.

But it affects us. And when it is over and the troops come home and they try to piece together what’s left of them after their service…where will the detractors be then? Where will the Cindy Sheehans be to comfort and talk to soldiers and help them sort out the last couple years of their lives, most of which have been spent dodging death and wading through the deaths of their friends? They will be where they always are, somewhere far away, where the horrors of the world can’t touch them. Somewhere where they can complain about things they will never experience in their lifetime; things that the young men and women of America have willingly taken upon their shoulders.

We are the hope of the Iraqi people. They want what everyone else wants in life: safety, security, somewhere to call home. They want a country that is safe to raise their children in. Not a place where their children will be abducted, raped and murdered if they do not comply with the terrorists demands. They want to live on, rebuild and prosper. And America has given them the opportunity, but only if we stay true to the cause and see it to its end. But the country must unite in this endeavor…we cannot place the burden on our military alone. We must all stand up and fight, whether in uniform or not. And supporting us is more than sticking yellow ribbon stickers on your cars. It’s supporting our President, our troops and our cause.

Right now, the burden is all on the American soldiers. Right now, hope rides alone. But it can change, it must change. Because there is only failure and darkness ahead for us as a country, as a people, if it doesn’t.

Let’s stop all the political nonsense, let’s stop all the bickering, let’s stop all the bad news and let’s stand and fight!
Isn’t that what America is about anyway?

Sergeant Eddie Jeffers was a U.S. Army Infantryman serving in Ramadi, Iraq. I salute all the Eddies and the freedom loving families from which they come.

R.S.F.