The Battle Within 4

Diet and exercise are simple and relatively easy ways to overcome weight issues.

By now, anyone who can read understands that fat, salt, sugar, and preservatives will effect the way a body retains or loses weight. If you continue to eat too much food without balancing it with some exercise, you should  not be amazed when your pants sizes go inverted.

Translation: waist larger than length.

The health consequences of such a program are also pretty well known. We are a nation of diabetics, heart patients, chronic ailments and consumers of more pills than the world combined. Its not for a lack of information. Television, magazines, newspapers, the internet all scream WARNING YOU ARE KILLING YOURSELF.

Yet we continue to prop up the fast food industry and pour sugary drinks down our collective throats. Apples sit sadly alone in the fresh fruit drawer while we pop another pastry in our mouth. Carrots shrivel in lonely desperation in the darkest corner of the refrigerator silently crying at their neglect while we mercilessly attack that brownie pan. Sometimes, we even revert to using our bare fingers to pry them from their metallic prison in our haste to satisfy our wants. Rules are for losers.

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Instead of a simple program of diet and exercise, we look for the quick and easy fixes.

Pills, shakes, special processed food is sold by the ton, magical machines that will melt away the pounds, videos, TV infomercials, and on and on. As long as it looks like we are trying, we can feel good about ourselves. Until we step on the scale or take a quick glance as we try to sneak past the full length mirror.

Quite simply, we are all fighting a battle within of one kind or another.

It might be food or it might be any of the other things we consume too much of for our own good. In the end though, if things go too far out of balance, the problems come home to a place where the days of quick fixes are forever gone. The basic systems begin failing and the new patient has plenty of time to stare at the ceiling of the emergency room cubicle while nurses and doctors rush around trying to prolong their life.

With each beep of the monitor, the patient thinks to themselves, oh, if only I get another chance, I will do this and this differently. “Dear God,” (if they actually still talk to him) “I promise I will be better… more fruits and veggies, longer walks, I’ll …”

the beeps suddenly turn into a long steady tone………

On Tuesday, November 6th, the patient had been seen going into a voting booth.

Inside the voting booth there were no written names. (Few could actually read anymore since the education system had long since been converted into a useless irrelevant structure) On the ballot were two pictures. On the left hand picture was a colorful montage of an attractive smiling man with bowls full of candy, rich pastries, sizzling steak, and a brand new phone. On the right was a black and white picture of a dour old man with a frown on his face and a bowl full of broccoli (with no butter).

The choice was actually already well defined. For years, the press had published many beautiful and colorful pictures of the choice on the left surrounded by hip musicians, delightful smiling actors and actresses and happy thoughts about equality and new found wealth for all. At the same time, deeper and darker pictures had been portrayed of the man who wanted to steal the candy from their babies mouths and make the old people sit in rotted out chairs with nothing to eat but broccoli.

The choice was simple for the candy people.

By Wednesday morning, the broccoli had been discarded. By Thursday night, the sweets were gone from an orgy of consumption. The patients family had used the phone to call 911. 911 never arrived since it had been paid for by the broccoli people and they no longer had the way to support the services that the candy people demanded.

Upon arrival at the hospital, there were long lines and few doctors. Since the candy people no longer had to pay for anything, the doctors left the business and found other things to do. Lawyers for the candy people started suing each other and within a short time, everyone who was not in line at the hospital was in line at the court.

The broccoli people survived as they always have. They simply continued to grow more broccoli. The system that had grown up trying to steal and convert their broccoli into candy failed in the end. The battle within will eventually be won or lost when people realize you can never convert broccoli into candy no matter how good the idea feels. As a child you probably struggled with that. As an adult, you finally figured it out. Sadly, we still have too many little children in this country. Enjoy your candy while it lasts kids.

One bright hope: the Candy people are firm believers in abortion. Maybe someday they will eat and abort themselves into oblivion.

I am going back to posting submarine and history stories for a while.

Thanks for the almost 50,000 views I have had and I hope you will find something here that entertains or educates in the future.

I stepped on the scale this morning and it seems like I have been  consumed with self gratification too recently. Maybe having people steal my broccoli and trying to convert it to candy over the next four years will give me more motivation to achieve a different outcome next time.

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Mister Mac

1913 was a very unlucky year – an entire country lost its freedom 2

As we opened the new year (2013) I was thinking about how precarious life has become in this new age. A majority of the voters thought enough of Obama to reelect him last year. It would seem that there is a broad spectrum of support for taxing other people in the interest of “fairness”. The same seems to be their desire when it comes to spreading the healthcare costs to other people even in the face of doing so at a cost of people’s belief’s and individual freedom. And so it goes.

How did it all start? This little article from earlier last year gives some giant size hints. The ratification of the Sixteenth amendment is the crowning achievement of the progressive movement at that time in an effort to spread the money around. Remember this though: At its inception, there was supposed to be a permanent cap of just 1%.

Well, Happy New Year boys and girls. The progressives are not quite done picking your pockets just quite yet. I hope we somehow survive the next four years as a nation. Maybe the cold hard reality of seeing all your hard-earned money may convince enough people to pull the balance back the other way. It’s going to be tough though. Everybody loves Santa.

 

Woodrow Wilson became the 28th President of the United States. Democrats controlled both houses of the Congress.

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Wilson and his party were known as Progressives and he was the champion of many Progressive reforms that had been bubbling under the surface of America. According to the historian John M. Cooper:

In his first term, Wilson successfully pushed a legislative agenda that few presidents have equaled, and remained unmatched up until the New Deal.This agenda included the Federal Reserve Act, Federal Trade Commission Act, the Clayton Antitrust Act, the Federal Farm Loan Act and an income tax. Child labor was curtailed by the Keating–Owen Act of 1916, but the U.S. Supreme Court declared it unconstitutional in 1918. He also had Congress pass the Adamson Act, which imposed an 8-hour workday for railroads.Wilson, after first sidestepping the issue, became a major advocate for the women’s suffrage. Although Wilson promised African Americans ‘fair dealing…in advancing the interests of their race in the United States” the Wilson administration implemented a policy of racial segregation for federal employees.

The U.S. Department of Commerce and U.S. Department of Labor was established by splitting the duties of the 10-year-old Department of Commerce and Labor. The creation of these two progressive organizations were marginally constitutional and have created millions of man-days of waste in both commerce and labor since their creation.

In 1913, Wilson did something that had not been done since Adams was President.

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He requested a joint session of Congress to urge them to reform the tariff acts.  The Revenue Act of 1913 passed the House, 281 to 139, on May 8, 1913. Wilson used his patronage powers to guide it to Senate passage 44 to 37, on September 9, 1913. Politically it was considered a major triumph for President Woodrow Wilson.

Something far more important happened in the passage of this law. That “something” was the inclusion of something called an “income tax”.

The Act also provided for the institution of a federal income taxes a means to compensate for anticipated lost revenue because of the reduction of tariff duties. The most recent effort to tax incomes (Wilson-Gorman Tariff of 1894) had been declared unconstitutional by the Supreme Court because the tax on dividends, interest, and rents had been deemed to be a direct tax not apportioned by population. That obstacle, however, was removed by ratification of the Sixteenth Amendment on February 3, 1913.The Act provided in part that: subject only to such exemptions and deductions as are hereinafter allowed, the net income of a taxable person shall include gains, profits, and income derived from salaries, wages, or compensation for personal service of whatever kind and in whatever form paid, or from professions, vocations, businesses, trade, commerce, or sales, or dealings in property, whether real or personal, growing out of the ownership or use of or interest in real or personal property, also from interest, rent, dividends, securities, or the transaction of any lawful business carried on for gain or profit, or gains or profits and income derived from any source whatever.

The incomes of couples exceeding $4,000, as well as those of single persons earning $3,000 or more, were subject to a one percent federal tax. Further, the measure provided a progressive tax structure, meaning that high income earners were required to pay at higher rates.

It would require only a few years for the federal income tax to become the chief source of income for the government, far outdistancing tariff revenues.

Less than 1% of the population paid federal income tax at the time. The act was applicable to incomes for 1913, 1914, and 1915.

Every election since that time has really been about one thing: who will control all the money the government takes from the people who actually create wealth

I suppose you could argue it is about a number of other issues as well and you would be partially correct. But once Congress figured out a way to control the distribution of the national wealth and income, there was no turning back.

Make no mistake about what elections are about. The party that controls the money controls the agenda. The last voice you have left is your vote. Giving that vote to a person of either party that wants to redistribute your wealth in a manner inconsistent with your beliefs is just plain stupid.

America is still the best country on the face of the planet. But we should never forget that an unfettered government will kill that dream more surely than any external enemy. As we remember the birth of the “income tax” system we currently suffer under, remember how it was done. The Obama care health program will be another link in the chain that burdens what is left of a free society. Left in place, a hundred years from now the people of the future will sadly look back on how yet another progressive program destroyed what was man’s best hope of freedom on this planet.

Mister Mac

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Brought to you by the letter “I” 2

Obviously, if you are a conservative and watched the Alfred Smith Dinner and enjoyed Governor Romney’s you will remember the best line of the night. In reference to the non-story about Sesame Street being “savagely attacked” by Mitt, he famously said that evening: “Brought to you by the letter O. and the Number 16 trillion”.

Brilliant.

The crowd was roaring, pundits were scribbling, liberals were searing hot at the attack on their guy and America was listening. Its still a few days until a majority of the public can vote but there is a cautious optimism that four years of failing government is about to meet its end. Endless failed programs and excuse making are about to be shown a terminal exit. There is a strong belief once again that responsible people will be at the helm and even though the turnaround may be hard, at least it will stop us from drifting aimlessly on the sea.

There are so many words that have been used to describe how we got here but the simplest one is the word “I”.

Last night as we watched the news, Obama was crowing about his latest foray into being president. He said “I have directed all of my agencies to leave no stone unturned and spare no expense to help the victims of this disaster.” The thoughts are nice and we should all be happy that our national treasure will be used in a way to help our fellow citizens in their hour of need.

It was just the most recent revelation of the use of the word “I” and why so many are ready for the narcissist in chief to go away. To truly bolster the alcohol industry, I would propose a national drinking game where every time Obama used the word “I”, you would need to take a shot. For those that don’t drink, a substitute measure could be to put a dollar in a jar each time any of the personal pronouns linked to the word “I “ are used.

Outside of Bill Clinton, there are not many other public figures in my memory who have been so in love with personal pronouns linking themselves to everything.

Even when Obama uses the word “We” its only to remind you how dependent he thinks you are on him. In the rare times he says “you” it is typically in a way that reminds you that you are merely a subset of an organization that supports him or is in defiance of him. There is a definite center to the universe in his mind and he is it.

The excuse machines for why he will most likely lose are already starting to crank up.

Naturally, the Republicans are the center of that universe. The lame stream media lazily phones in stories about how the Pubbies stopped him dead in his track with evil and sinister plots. They conveniently forget the majorities they held in Congress the first two years and the pounding through of key legislation without a single opposition vote in the house and only a few RINO votes in the Senate.

 

No, this president set the record straight in a very profound way the first time he met with the opposition. He did it with two words:

I won

The press forgets the public outcry called the Tea Party where people of all walks of life suddenly realized that the pretender in chief was trying to socialize the country they loved. Instead, the press tried to protect his highness with slavish stories depicting “racism” and “ignorance”. Never mind that these hard working people probably contributed more in tax dollars and church donations in one year than every democratic elected official combined (based on Joe Biden’s record anyway).

When all of us wake up next Wednesday morning, we will see if there is still a chance for America. America has always been a collection of people who focused more on the saying “We the people” than “I” the person.

The fact that he was even elected four years ago is a sad reflection of how many people were so readily able to associate themselves with a selfish ego-centric snob whose single goal in life was to transform something we knew into something more to his own image.

Next Wednesday morning, a large wave will have washed over this historically horrible mistake of a presidency and washed it forever out to sea. Or, next Wednesday morning, we will find ourselves overwhelmed with defeat caused by the hands of people who were too ignorant to see that an America based on Freedom and Liberty has been lost by a greater power of selfishness.

This election is a true choice.

Will we continue to support the principles of the Declaration of Independence? Or will we be subjects to a new Declaration of Dependence that forever locks us into a government dictated slavery ? Liberty or Slavery? Freedom or Tyranny?

Please don’t let this be our last vote.

Mister Mac

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Socialism is a philosophy of failure, the creed of ignorance, and the gospel of envy.

Winston Churchill

What a fine example. Reply

In my short lifetime, I have seen leaders come and leaders go. Unfortunately I can’t say I have seen too much leadership lately from the White House. The man who rose to the top of our political heap four years ago used to talk about elevating the discussion while slowing the rise of the seas. He was going to meet with all the bad guys around the world and charm their pants off. He was going to unite a country that was bitterly divided… (gee I wonder who divided them).

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The press slobbered all over his empty phrases and beat down everyone who questioned his siren song with cries of racism and red-neck behavior. They are as guilty as he is for not covering the ever downward spiral. Its almost as if they were afraid to be cast with the same aspersions they accused others of.  When you paint everyone else into a corner, you often find that paint affects you as well.

Now we have a chance to see the pretender in chief as he really is. The power of the press is no longer able to hide the mountains of debt and failed policies. His failures are our failures. His weakness is our weakness and is costing American money as well as blood.

Its time for the madness to end. Put away the hypnotic slogans and all you are left with is a failed actor and the disappointed people around him. No one believes your stuff anymore BHO and your friend Joe stopped being cute a long time ago.

There have been many last straws for me but today was truly the last one. Mitt Romney was not my first choice for the Republican nominee. But he has survived a strong process and is now making the kind of impression that people will look at for years and say: Here was a leader. Based on the past few months, we have all been treated to a healthy dose of petulance, rudeness, insincerity, narcissism, incompetence, arrogance, and a sincere lack of integrity. What a fine example for the troubled children of America.

In so many words, is it any wonder that the children of Chicago and others that look like Obama’s sons are harming themselves and so many others? 

Leaders lead whether in an effective way or in a bad way. This presidency will go down as an example of the absolute worst possible kind of leadership.

You built that and that’s no Bullshit Barrack. Thanks for nothing.

Mister Mac

What keeps you up at night? 2

I am old enough to remember the real fear we felt during the Cuban Missile Crisis. Many of us were not aware of how great the danger really was and revelations from Bobby Kennedy’s papers have confirmed we had great reason to be anxious. Apparently, the Russ ions had more tactical nukes present than we thought and Khrushchev was locked into a response driven by the other side’s paranoia.

Since that time, many other things have worked to keep me up at night. Two Arab Israeli wars, nerve gas stockpiles, Y2K, oil shortages, and on and on. Okay Y2K not so much since I had long before that figured out how big of a hoax that was going to turn out to be. But the other world issues were very real and very concerning.

Closer to home, I worried when Jeannie and Mark were both in Kuwait on the eve of the Liberation of Iraq and every day until they both came safely home. That fear and worry continues for all of our men and women who are in harms way every single day. In uniform or not, those people who represent us abroad are sitting targets in a sea of hate.

I worried like hell while we waited for the doctors to tell us if the cells were cancerous. I stared at the ceiling many nights when I was unexpectedly out of work and my company was taking so long in a horrid economy. Sometimes I worry that the vision of staring into a thin beam of light will come back before I have finished my race.

What do you worry about late at night? What keeps you up? More importantly, what keeps our leaders awake at night?

Apparently with great power comes great fear. I have read books by both 41 and 43. Those guys were serious men with a keen awareness of the problems they were dealt. I suppose I just assumed that every President has his own fears. I just had no idea until today what Obama’s major fear was.

Yes, that’s right, the dust up between American Idol Judges Mariah Carey and Nikki Minaj has been keeping the leader of the formerly most powerful nation on earth awake at night

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When asked by serious commentator Yo Mama (or something like that) where he stood, the Commander in Chief weighed in with his full assurance to the people of America.

"I think that they are going to be able to sort it out, I am confident," the president reassured. "I’m all about bringing people together, working for the same cause, I think both outstanding artists are going to be able to make sure that they’re moving forward and not going backwards."

Not letting the president get off too easily, Yo asked Obama the hard-hitting question about whether he has a favorite between the two. "Mariah, she’s actually done some events for us. I’ve gotten to know her and Nick (Cannon), she’s a wonderful lady. Nicki I don’t know, but I’ve got her on my iPod."

And just who still thinks the first (or is it second) black president isn’t up to the task???

Wow. Just wow. At least I won’t have that to keep me awake tonight.

Mister Mac

(Meanwhile, we are still waiting for a full disclosure on phony jobs numbers, the real story in Libya, unending violence in Syria, nuclear weapons in so many rogue nations hands and more to come, dead American soldiers, sailors, airmen, Marines and Ambassadors… you know, trivial crap in Obama’s eyes)

Pin the tail on the donkey 2

Some of us are old enough to remember children’s parties that weren’t catered and didn’t have bouncing castles. Just a party with Mom’s cupcakes, lots of candy and the birthday child’s favorite flavor of Kool-aid with real sugar. Considering how much white sugar was poured into that giant smiling picture, is there any question why the picture smiled so much?

Watching the debate last night reminded me of a neighborhood kid who didn’t have any self control when it came to cupcakes or conversation. You could almost say he was a bully in some ways even though he wasn’t physically that intimidating. His way of bullying was to always want to be the person with the answers to every question. Sadly, his answers were rarely anything more than made up fibs. The worse the fib, the stronger he seemed to want to push them into your face.

I can’t remember if his name was Joey or what but seeing the overgrown kid who has never had a real job in his entire adult life last night brought back old memories. Some of those memories are the contentious and horribly dishonest hearings for Robert Bork and Clarence Thomas. Old plugs did his best to tramp down on both of those men’s reputation to uphold his ideological viewpoints. Two honorable men forever smeared by a deceitful process.

Now I am not saying that the current resident of the Vice President’s house is a scheming lowlife that uses every lying trick in the book to stay in power. I’m not saying that every word that comes from his mouth is questionable and needs to be fact checked. I’m not saying he would sell the memory of his poor dead parent’s tragicomic life to advance his career.

I’m just saying he is the perfect compliment for the current resident of the White House. I really hadn’t seen how much so until his performance last night. I can’t remember watching a man lie his way through an entire evening before (with the help of the moderator). Well played plugs, well played.

On November 6, you are all cordially invited to play a game called “Pin the Tail on the Donkey”. The winner merely has to pull the lever, push the button, make your legitimate mark and help us pin the tail of dismissal to the most corrupt regime in my recollection.

Help America to wipe that silly smile off Joe’s face once and for all.

Mister Mac

Bully Fun Fact: Despite last night’s forceful and very loud denial, He voted in favor of the Iraq War Resolution in 2002.

Funny, no one from the left wants to discuss that today

Some Advice for BHO Reply

We were having a meal in a small restaurant nearby our temporary quarters tonight. Growing up in the seventies in the valley left me with some great AM musical memories. During the meal, an old favorite came on the restaurant’s muzak system.

I can only imagine that this would have been a most appropriate song in the Presidential Limo as they drove away last night. I believe that BHO would be able to appreciate it for the remainder of the pre-election period. We used to be able to call into the local AM station and dedicate songs to people we cared about. WIXZ 1360 was always on in my car…

As a tribute to last night, I would like to dedicate this song:

“Hold Your Head Up”

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“And if it’s bad
Don’t let it get you down, you can take it
And if it hurts
Don’t let them see you cry, you can make it
Hold your head up, hold your head up
Hold your head up, hold your head high
Hold your head up, hold your head up
Hold your head up, hold your head high

And if they stare
Just let them burn their eyes on you moving
And if they shout
Don’t let them change a thing that you’re doing
Hold your head up, hold your head up
Hold your head up, hold your head high”

(Keep repeating the last two lines thirteen times to relive the original experience)

You just keep doing what you do Barrack – that mile high thing kicks everybody’s ass. I wouldn’t change a thing sir. Meanwhile, the Adult in the room last night will help you get ready for your post-presidential book tour which will start really soon.

God Bless America…

Mister Mac

 

I can almost imagine a young Barry in a smoke filled room in Hawaii having a doobie listening to this song and dreaming about how far out it would be if someday he was president… how cool would that be???. Riding around in a big blue plane, being a really big f-ing deal rock star, world tours, hot babes, hanging out with all the big time Hollywood types, Nobel Peace Prizes for doing nothing but being cool…

Hey, maybe he would even get to meet Clint Eastwood…

pass me that joint again man…

Gun versus Butter Debate… the winner is almost always the one with the gun pointed at your head 3

Progressives always try to point out the stupidity of spending money on arms and ammunition instead of butter.

The argument goes back as early as recorded history and frankly, I don’t think there will ever be a clear and definitive answer for every age. People on the other side of the argument have stated that without a clear defense posture, you will quickly lose your butter anyway.

The one thing that seems to actually settle the debate (even if its just for a short time) is when someone attacks you. You will quickly find that the same recorded history that discusses the debate about guns and butter is filled to overflowing with man’s inhumanity to his fellow man. Empires and nations have risen and fallen and you can bet your sweet patooti that they weren’t defeated with rigid sticks of butter or rapid fire butter cannons.

Weak countries fall victim to stronger ones and eventually end up contributing all of their butter (and most everything else) to the armies of the stronger ones.
It’s not fair, it’s not right, it’s just history.

Four years ago, a butter vendor sweet talked his way into the job of commander in chief. He promised all of his butter loving friends that a new day of milk and honey (with globs of free butter) was just around the corner if you let him have the job. A few laps around the planet to “spread the butter” and everyone else who was tired of all this conflict would come running with their bread slices opened and ready for that soft yellow spread to be applied liberally.

What a country crock. Four years later and all we have is rancid butter and rejection by the same people who still seem to want to burn our flags, our embassies, and kill our people. Several of the most radical ones actually have dreams about blowing us to kingdom come and not a one of their friends would feel anything less than sadness that it didn’t happen sooner.

Did anyone ever stop to think that all of the billions we have spent on people who hate us hasn’t made us one bit safer? They hate our wealthy people even more than our own wannabes hate our wealthy people. The pirate religions rise and fall through history like the ocean tides. They are counting on us to be stupid enough to disarm ourselves for the next wave.

If this country is stupid enough to reelect the current regime, it will be a tidal wave.

The Arab Spring has devolved into the bleakest of winters for all of mankind. Its not enough that the Taliban and Muslim brothers turn their own countries into ravaged wastelands, they won’t be satisfied until we are all equal with them. It is their stated goal.

It is time to send the Ivy League scholars back to their classrooms for more study and reflection. Perhaps the adjunct professor in chief will hear the clarion call and return blissfully to his roots. Maybe the country can get back to the business of being a leader in the world again.

For the record, I love butter.

I also like knowing that I can earn enough money to buy the good brand when I have that desire. I am very fond of having enough energy to keep it from spoiling (including a fair share of energy from good old fashioned American coal and gas by the way). Finally, I enjoy eating it knowing that it drives some liberal whack-job crazy since it comes from animals, has a generous amount of illicit fat and salt in it, and tastes mighty fine on an ear of American grown corn.

I also like the guns that make sure no government is ever going to be able to force me to stop eating butter.

Foreign or domestic. I think the men who wrote the Constitution would agree.

I hope the people who make and supply those guns aren’t driven out of business by the idiots running the White House right now. Not only will we find it tough to replace them, a whole lot more people won’t be able to afford butter… except the government kind. Hey, wait a minute, you don’t suppose that’s his plan do you???

http://thehill.com/blogs/defcon-hill/industry/259305-omb-tells-contractors-once-again-dont-issue-layoff-notices

Pass the butter please.

Mister Mac

(Frankly, it makes sense to me that the current resident and his wife love butter so much… goes nicely with all those lobsters)

Death to America Reply

Attention getting? Probably. Original? Probably not.

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People have been wishing this since the earliest days of our Republic. The world was pretty crowded when we came along and you can bet that the people who came before the Founders worried that at some point the pioneers would start thinking about freedom from the “old ways”. American wasn’t an entity back then, just a loose collection of colonies and unexplored territories. (Unexplored unless you count the indigenousness people who were actually here before the Europeans who eventually created America as we know it.)

I am sure that in retrospect, those indigenous people were and perhaps still are thinking “Death to America” in one way or another. It wasn’t long though before many people who lived in “Old Europe”  started forming a hatred for this young upstart. We stole many of their best and brightest who saw the chance to grow and become successful without the aid of their Lords and Ladies. They were free to succeed (or fail) in a new place with unlimited freedom and opportunity.

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The Muslim Potentates soon felt the sting of American justice as the fledgling Marines were unleashed on the shores of Tripoli with modern weapons, modern tactics, and the will of the American spirit.

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That spirit said that we would not be dictated to by minor hoodlums wrapped in the robes of religion or dictatorships. Our muscle was based on a new idea that said nations should respect other nations, not apologize to them.

I can’t believe we have come to a place where America allows itself to be flogged by potentates and phony religions. Why should we allow all of the progress paid for by the blood of Americans to be traded so cheaply to the latest generation of American Haters? To me, the answer is simple. The leader of our country is draped in the same mantle of hatred towards America that his father and grandfather were. Its in his book. It’s the reason he must be defeated.

America is the greatest nation in the history of the earth. Not because of our economy. Not because of our military. Not because of our government. It is the greatest nation because we help all others to realize that they can be the greatest country too. They can become the best because of their chance to be free, reject tyranny from potentates, priests, presidents and pirates. I welcome all of those nations to that club. I reject the ones that hate us for the freedom we represent.

Mister Mac

By the way, did you get your free Obama phone yet?

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One of my recurring nightmares from many years in the service was missing ship’s movement.

It was drilled into us from the very early days as boots that missing a ship’s movement was one of the worst sins you could do as a sailor. The cost was high. In times of war, you could even be considered a deserter. Court Martial was a horrible thing to have to face. Shame for yourself, your family and worst of all, the very real fact that you failed your shipmates.

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That’s right. You had an assignment and someone else had to fill in for you. Maybe you being gone would mean a missed valve that caused a flooding incident. Maybe the man who filled in for you doing port and starboard watches failed to see something due to his tiredness which caused a catastrophic loss. Maybe your turn on the radar scope would have caught that incoming Exocet missile that took out half the crews mess.

But you weren’t there. You failed to report for duty. The role you volunteered for went unfilled at a critical moment. You had more pressing matters at a critical time.

You chose the couch on the View over a seat at your own security briefings. You delegate meetings with people who are a little too difficult for your taste. You are deathly silent about the budgets that still have not been presented by your friends in the Senate. For heaven’s sake, you went to parties instead of meeting with people from the most volatile region in the world while thousand dollar bottles of Champaign flowed like water… middle class my ass you hypocrite. You call the death of fellow Americans a bump in the road to diminish your own guilt. Shame on you.

Respectfully, sir, you have already been AWOL for too long already.

Turn in the keys to the big blue jet, salute the Marines on your way out, and prepare for your Court Martial.

You will be judged by a jury of your peers in November. Frankly, you don’t rise to the same level of most who have actually served this country selflessly. But you will get a fair enough hearing.

My only hope is that we don’t have to add the nuclear holocaust in the Middle East to your long list of offenses against your country.

Mister Mac