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Ten Years Ago…
Posted: July 19, 2012 in Uncategorized
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On Alvie’s recommendation, I just finished watching the miniseries Amerika. I highly recommend it if you haven’t seen it already. The base storyline is that back during the cold war era, the Soviet Union took over the UN (as opposed to the current communist cabal that runs the UN), and America was taken over by the UN in a (mostly) cold coup, supported by spineless politicians who thought they were “saving” the country from a nuclear holocaust. Anyhoo, the line from that movie that sparked this post was this, uttered by a minor character at a covert “town hall meeting” in rural Nebraska:
Ten years ago I buried my guns, because I didn’t know who to point them at.
That single line out of 13 hours or so of the miniseries struck me to the core. It struck me, because that is exactly where we are today. In fact, that whole movie is pretty much where we are today, minus the “UN Special Services” troops occupying our country. So far…
Americans “buried their guns” a long time ago, before I was born. In creeping little increments, the generations that came before me since the turn of the last century have ceded ever increasing chunks of my Liberty, before I even had a say in it, or a chance to fight against it. Starting with the “Federal” Reserve Act, which debased our currency and gave control of it over to private bankers. Followed by the 16th Amendment, which held me liable for government spending that occurred decades before I was even born. Which takes from me against my will that which I have earned. Social Security, Medicare, welfare… Nobody asked me if I wanted to participate in such things. It was forced upon me the minute I took my first job, here in the land of the “free”.
The “law of unintended consequences” personified, Prohibition in the 1920s and ’30s gave rise to the likes of Al Capone and the gangs that provided liquor to a willing public, and fought bitterly over territory. Those “Tommy” guns they employed to mow down their competition led to the automatic weapon ban which persists to this day. A restriction on my Second Amendment right to keep and bear arms which I had no hand in. No say. No chance. Sure, I could cough up the cash and get “permission” to have such a weapon, but that is not Freedom. That is “privilege”. I am neither a child, nor a prisoner (yet), so “privileges” be damned straight to HELL. I have RIGHTS. **** you who try to take those rights away from me.
The assaults against Liberty have piled up in the decades prior to my birth, and have accelerated at an astounding rate since, especially in the last decade and change. This country has fundamentally changed in my short lifetime, and changed in the six decades preceding my arrival. For the worse, not the better.
Through all these changes, the spark that ignited the Revolution, that idea that each and every one of us possessed Individual Liberty, has faded and died. It became about the collective. It became to be about the “greater good”. Well there is no greater good in my life than the good of myself and my family. And when I see the good of myself and my family taken away from me by main force, for the “greater good”, well then the greater good can kiss my hairy ass. I don’t give a damn about any “greater good” who thinks they have a right to gouge their sustenance out of my very flesh and blood. Out of the flesh and blood of my children which they deprive in their selfish pursuit. That’s right, it is those who would steal, yes, STEAL my livelihood who are selfish, not me for resenting it. I didn’t sign up for it, nor did I consent to it. Anyone who says I did consent by taking a job can go to Hell where they belong.
We have buried our guns as a people, both literally and figuratively. Some guns are buried in the dirt, in waterproof containers, just waiting on…. I don’t know what. Commie invasion? Too late, that happened a hundred years ago via Woodrow Wilson. Franklin D. Roosevelt reinforced it. As have most presidents and CONgress’ since then. Some guns are “buried” in gun safes. Some are “buried” on racks above the mantle. And some guns are buried in the minds of those who hope their boat won’t be rocked if they just keep their heads down and keep quiet. Maybe they won’t lose anything if they just behave themselves like good little Party members. Those who do lose, well that’s their fault, right? They should have toed the line and been “good little citizens”. They should have paid their taxes, done what they were told, and not made waves.
We are occupied today. We are occupied by a small class of people who have slowly, quietly taken control of our lives and our future. The longer we sit idly by, submitting to the usurpers in the hope that we might retain what little comfort we might still enjoy, the more we will lose in the end. It is coming to an end, you know. It can’t go on. No Ponzi scheme economy, no totalitarian regime has ever endured. History shows us that they will eventually come to a dramatic, chaotic, and violent end. Clinging to a sinking ship only guarantees drowning. This ship, this system, is going down. Freedom loving people will not allow it to continue. We will fight back. We are fighting back. And as more and more folks wake up from the socialist utopian dream, more and more of those guns will be dug up. The magazines will be loaded. The tyrants will fall. Choose your side. Choose wisely, because people are becoming more aware of just who to point those guns at. Freedom will not be denied. Dig up your guns.