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Wednesday, January 28, 2009

Weep for the USA

Interesting! This is from our friends in the United Kingdown. We shall see. To good not to post. Enjoy!

Read it and weep for the USA

Sent: Sunday, January 11, 2009 9:57:36 PM GMT -05:00 US/Canada Eastern
Subject: The Daily Mail in London, England writes:

The Night We Waved Goodbye to America . . .Our Last Best Hope On Earth

Peter Hitchens, Daily Mail (London),

Anyone would think we had just elected a hip, skinny and youthful replacement for God, with a plan to modernize Heaven and Hell - or that at the very least John Lennon had come back from the dead.

The swooning frenzy over the choice of Barack Obama as President of the United States must be one of the most absurd waves of self-deception and swirling fantasy ever to sweep through an advanced civilization. At least Mandela-worship - its nearest equivalent - is focused on a man who actually did something.

I really don't see how the Obama devotees can ever in future mock the Moonies, the Scientologists or people who claim to have been abducted in flying saucers. This is a cult like the one which grew up around Princess Diana, bereft of reason and hostile to facts.

It already has all the signs of such a thing. The newspapers which recorded Obama's victory have become valuable relics. You may buy Obama picture books and Obama calendars and if there isn't yet a children's picture version of his story, there soon will be. Proper books, recording his sordid associates, his cowardly voting record, his astonishingly militant commitment to unrestricted abortion and his blundering trip to Africa, are little-read and hard to find.

If you can believe that this undistinguished and conventionally Left-wing machine politician is a sort of secular savior, then you can believe anything. He plainly doesn't believe it himself. His clichï¿C2-stuffed, PC clunker of an acceptance speech suffered badly from nerves. It was what you would expect from someone who knew he'd promised too much and that from now on the easy bit was over.

He needn't worry too much. From now on, the rough boys and girls of America's Democratic Party apparatus, many recycled from Bill Clinton's stained and crumpled entourage, will crowd round him, to collect the rich spoils of his victory and also tell him what to do, which is what he is used to.

Just look at his sermon by the shores of Lake Michigan. He really did talk about a 'new dawn', and a 'timeless creed' (which was 'yes, we can'). He proclaimed that 'change has come'. He revealed that, despite having edited the Harvard Law Review, he doesn't know what 'enormity' means. He reached depths of oratorical drivel never even plumbed by our own Mr. Blair, burbling about putting our hands on the arc of history (or was it the ark of history?) and bending it once more toward the hope of a better day (Don't try this at home).

I am not making this up. No wonder that awful old hack Jesse Jackson sobbed as he watched. How he must wish he, too, could get away with this sort of stuff.

And it was interesting how the President-elect failed to lift his admiring audience by repeated - but rather hesitant - invocations of the brainless slogan he was forced by his minders to adopt against his will - 'Yes, we can'. They were supposed to thunder 'Yes, we can!' back at him, but they just wouldn't join in.

No wonder. Yes we can what exactly? Go home and keep a close eye on the tax rate, is my advice. He'd have been better off bursting into 'I'd like to teach the world to sing in perfect harmony' which contains roughly the same message and might have attracted some valuable commercial sponsorship.

Perhaps, being a Chicago crowd, they knew some of the things that 52.5 per cent of America prefers not to know. They know Obama is the obedient servant of one of the most squalid and unshakeable political machines in America . They know that one of his alarmingly close associates, a state-subsidized slum landlord called Tony Rezko, has been convicted on fraud and corruption charges.

They also know the US is just as segregated as it was before Martin Luther King - in schools, streets, neighbourhoods, holidays, even in its TV-watching habits and its choice of fast-food joint. The difference is that it is now done by unspoken agreement rather than by law.

If Mr. Obama's election had threatened any of that, his feel-good white supporters would have scuttled off and voted for John McCain, or practically anyone. But it doesn't. Mr. Obama, thanks mainly to the now-departed grandmother he alternately praised as a saint and denounced as a racial bigot, has the huge advantages of an expensive private education. He did not have to grow up in the badlands of useless schools, shattered families and gangs which are the lot of so many young black m en of his generation.

If the nonsensical claims made for this election were true, then every positive discrimination programmed aimed at helping black people into jobs they otherwise wouldn't get should be abandoned forthwith. Noth ing of the kind will happen. On the contrary, there will probably be more of them.

And if those who voted for Obama were all proving their anti-racist nobility, that presumably means that those many millions who didn't vote for him were proving themselves to be hopeless bigots. This is obviously untrue.

I was in Washington DC the night of the election. America 's beautiful capital has a sad secret. It is perhaps the most racially divided city in the world, with 15th Street - which runs due north from the White House - the unofficial frontier between black and white. But, like so much of America, it also now has a new division, and one which is in many ways much more important. I had attended an election-night party in a smart and liberal white area, but was staying the night less than a mile away on the edge of a suburb where Spanish is spoken as much as English, plus a smattering of tongues from such places as Ethiopia, Somalia and Afghanistan.

As I walked, I crossed another of Washington's secret frontiers. There had been a few white people blowing car horns and shouting, as the result became clear. But among the Mexicans, Salvadorans and the Third World nationalities, there was something like ecstasy.

They grasped the real significance of this moment. They knew it meant that America had finally switched sides in a global cultural war. Forget the Cold War, or even the Iraq War. The United States, having for the most part a deeply conservative people, had until now just about stood out against many of the mistakes which have ruined so much of the rest of the world.

Suspicious of welfare addiction, feeble justice and high taxes, totally committed to preserving its own national sovereignty, unabashedly Christian in a world part secular and part Muslim, suspicious of the Great Global Warming panic, it was unique.

These strengths had been fading for some time, mainly due to poorly controlled mass immigration and to the march of political correctness. They had also been weakened by the failure of America's conservative party-the Republicans-to fight on the cultural and moral fronts.

They preferred to posture on the world stage. Scared of confronting Left-wing teachers and sexual revolutionaries at home, they could order soldiers to be brave on their behalf in far-off deserts. And now the US, like Britain before it, has begun the long slow descent into the Third World . How sad.

Where now is our last best hope on Earth?

Be blessed,


Monday, January 26, 2009



With the Martin Luther King Jr. holiday just past, I have been thinking about values. He was clear in his campaign for equality and is to be lauded for that. However, at the time not everyone admired his work, in fact many opposed him. He was ahead of his time. He was a leader. He was a man who had the courage of his convictions… his moral convictions.

It is not always that way. In the recent election there was some discussions of whether or not a person should vote as their moral convictions lead them. Today, it seems the general consensus is that it is wrong to vote your moral convictions unless everybody else already shares them. No one ever really explains exactly what constitutes an offense in voting one’s values, but the complaints appear to be aimed mostly at conservative Christians. Christians are viewed as divisive when they try to “force their religious opinions on us.” But, as UCLA law professor Eugene Volokj wrote, “That’s what most lawmaking is – trying to turn one’s opinions on moral or pragmatic subjects into law.”

Those who think Christians should keep their moral views to themselves, it would seem, are bound to deplore many praiseworthy causes. One such cause was the abolition movement, which was mostly evangelical churches courageously applying Christian ideas of equality to the institution of slavery.

It is not surprising that the slave owners frequently used “don’t impose your values on me” arguments. Their contention was that whether or not they owned blacks was nobody else’s business.

I cannot think of a better argument and reason to vote your moral values.

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Monday, January 19, 2009

The I Have a Dream Speech


If you have never taken the time to read this, you really should. It’s amazing!

The following is the exact text of the spoken speech, transcribed from recordings.


I am happy to join with you today in what will go down in history as the greatest demonstration for freedom in the history of our nation.

Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.

But one hundred years later, the Negro still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languishing in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. So we have come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.

In a sense we have come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men, yes, black men as well as white men, would be guaranteed the unalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.

It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check, a check which has come back marked "insufficient funds." But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. So we have come to cash this check — a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice. We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises of democracy. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quick sands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of God's children.

It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. Those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.

But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.

We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to a distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny. They have come to realize that their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.

As we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall always march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Negro is the victim of the unspeakable horrors of police brutality. We can never be satisfied, as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as our children are stripped of their selfhood and robbed of their dignity by signs stating "For Whites Only". We cannot be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow jail cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.

Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to South Carolina, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.

I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal."

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slave owners will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a state sweltering with the heat of injustice, sweltering with the heat of oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day, down in Alabama, with its vicious racists, with its governor having his lips dripping with the words of interposition and nullification; one day right there in Alabama, little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.

This is our hope. This is the faith that I go back to the South with. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with a new meaning, "My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring."

And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!

Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California!

But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!

Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

And when this happens, when we allow freedom to ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"

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Tuesday, January 13, 2009



I was born a bit after the Great Depression on August 14, 1943, during World War 2, about 20 months after Japan attacked Pearl Harbor, in a little town in northern California named Colusa. It’s in a county by the same name, and located a few miles southwest of Sacramento. I lived there until I was seven or eight years old. Obviously, I don’t recall a lot about those first seven or eight years, but I do have a few memories. I remember walking to the movie theatre on some Saturdays to see a western serial movie. It cost 10 cents to get in, and 10 cents for popcorn. On a good Saturday I got a quarter, and could buy a candy bar or a soda too. Most Saturdays though, I got just the dime it cost to get in. That was OK. After all, we were a country just out of a war, and I was not from a wealthy family. In fact, I did not know it yet, but we were quite financially poor. For the dime we got: News Reel, a cartoon and usually a double feature. For that dime I would be captivated for an hour and a half or two hours by such great cowboys as: Roy Rogers, Gene Autry, Hopalong Cassidy (William Boyd), The Cisco Kid & Pancho (Duncan Renaldo & Leo Carrillo), Randolph Scott, Lash LaRue, Smily Burnett and Tex Ritter. They greatly impacted the moral values of an entire generation. When they died, a little bit of America died too. If you haven’t heard of them, do a little research. You will learn something of value. These were real American heros. Why? Because of the common attributes of these legendary cowboys, like:

1. They were never looking for trouble, but when it came, they faced it with courage.
2. They were always on the side of right.
3. They defended good people against bad people.
4. They had high moral standards.
5. They had good manners.
6. They were honest.
7. They spoke their minds and they spoke the truth, regardless of what people thought or "political correctness," which no one had ever heard of back then.
8. They were a beacon of integrity in the wild, wild West.
9. They were respected. When they walked into a saloon
(where they usually drank only sarsaparilla), the place became quiet, and
the bad guys kept their distance.
10. If they got in a gunfight, they made sure they could
outdraw anyone because they did what it took to prepare for the worst. If
in a fist-fight, they could beat anyone.
11. They always won. They always got their man. In victory,
they didn't stay around to take the credit and have the town give them a
parade, they just rode off into the sunset.
12. Cowboys in white hats were always on the side of right, and that was
their might.

Those were the days when there was such a thing as right and wrong, something blurred in our modern world, and denied by many. Those were the days when women were respected and treated as ladies, because they acted like ladies. Now as a mature adult, I still like cowboys. They represented something good -- something pure that America has been missing.

So, I long for the return of the cowboy…

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Friday, January 9, 2009



If you are happy with your job, or are looking for a new job both can be impacted by your social networking. A lot of people of all ages are finding the social network sites like: Facebook, MySpace, Twitter and even LinkedIn fun and entertaining. There is absolutely nothing wrong with using them, but you need to use some discretion and common sense.

With smaller budgets and less staff to conduct interviews, companies are increasingly using social networking sites as a way to screen prospective hires. Its an easy thing to check most popular social network sites for a profile and get a sense of who the prospect really is. So, if you are going to be online remember that everyone can see you. You and your friends should be very careful what you post. Stay away from things like off-color jokes, stories or comments. A picture of you holding a drink won’t help your job prospects.

Social networking sites typically let you post as much information about yourself as you like, including your education, work history and favorite music and books. You can join countless fan groups or causes. Status updates, which tell how you're feeling at any moment, offer yet more clues about you. How much you should reveal varies depending on your unique situation. The bottom line is that if you're looking to land (or keep) a job, you need treat your online profile like a resume.

Most of these sites do offer some privacy options that can somewhat restrict who sees what. That said, it's always safer to assume anything you post online can become public. After all, Facebook alone has more than 140 million registered users and LinkedIn, which is widely used by recruiters, has more than 33 million users worldwide. If a recruiter comes across your profile, there's a risk they'll judge you based on information that's not relevant to a job you may desire.

So, as I said at the start of this article, if you are looking for, or looking to keep a job, discretion and common sense are in order. Use your social networking skills to help, not hinder your job opportunities.
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Monday, January 5, 2009



It looks like we are about to have a veritable perfect storm of bankruptcies, foreclosures, lost incomes, credit card losses and we will be living from paycheck to paycheck. It is possible that for up to 20% of the United States population, there will be no paycheck to depend, on and credit lines will dry up.

The Treasury Department's $700 billion bailout plan, also known as the Troubled Asset Relief Program (TARP), is one of the main U.S. tools to address the financial crisis. Here is where the money has gone so far:

AIG $40 billion
JP Morgan $25 billion
Citigroup $25 billion
Wells Fargo $25 billion
Bank of America $15 billion
Merrill Lynch $10 billion
Goldman Sachs $10 billion
Morgan Stanley $10 billion
PNC Financial Services $7.7 billion
Bank of New York Mellon $3 billion
State Street Corp $2 billion
Capital One Financial $3.55 billion
Fifth Third Bancorp $3.45 billion
Regions Financial $3.5 billion
SunTrust Banks $3.5 billion
BB&T Corp $3.1 billion
KeyCorp $2.5 billion
Comerica $2.25 billion
Marshall & Ilsley Corp $1.7 billion
Northern Trust Corp $1.5 billion
Huntington Bancshares $1.4 billion
Zions Bancorp $1.4 billion
First Horizon National $866 million
City National Corp $395 million
Valley National Bancorp $330 million
UCBH Holdings Inc $298 million
Umpqua Holdings Corp $214 million
Washington Federal $200 million
First Niagara Financial $186 million
HF Financial Corp $25 million
Bank of Commerce $17 million
Chrysler $4 billion (more auto mfg bailout $ coming)

There may have been a few more since this list was compiled and we know commitments have been made to at least one other auto manufacture, but for this list:

TOTAL: $207.08 billion

Even so… there is one more bailout needed. And it will have a much greater impact than all of the above bailouts.

We need a MORAL bailout!

This much needed bailout has seven parts:

Part one – We have had, and have, an excessive belief in our own abilities. As a nation and individually we think we can do anything and everything. We have no limits.

Part two – As a nation and individually we have desired others traits, status, abilities, or situation.

Part three – As a nation and individually we have an inordinate desire to consume more than that which we require.

Part four – As a nation and individually we have deteriorated to the point that everything sexual is acceptable. Porn is rampant and readily available. We have an inordinate craving for the pleasures of the body.

Part five – As a nation and individually we have lost control of ourselves in our relationships with others. We attempt to control others by an expression of fury and/or threats.

Part six – As a nation and individually we have become selfish and covetous. We have an inordinate desire for material wealth or gain.

Part seven – As a nation and individually we have become lazy. We expect provisions from others when we won’t fend for ourselves. The United States has more people on government welfare (support) than ever before in our history.

There you have it folks… the seven parts of the needed bailout…

Pride, Envy, Gluttony, Lust, Anger, Greed & Sloth. The Seven Deadly Sins!

Fortunately, the bailout is readily available… to you and to me. It is available to everyone!

Its called the BIBLE. Why not start collecting your share of the bailout now!

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