Saturday, June 27, 2009

It Begins: Something good this time!

It would appear that I am slightly behind in the news. (To be honest, I'm shocked that all my resources failed to alert me about this.) Are you ready for some good news (crazy, I know)?

Louisiana Senate Unanimously Affirms 10th Amendment

It is high time someone stood up. I'm fer movin' down to the bayou state, y'all with me?

Hoorah, hoorah, for states' rights hoorah!


Thursday, June 25, 2009

Death: Michael Jackson

I do not glee in anyone's death, especially those who I believe find their souls in Hell at the end. me cruel, heartless, black, or whatever may be, but I must be honest. I am not sorry that this man is dead. Why?

...because it's one less child molester to worry about.


Changes with

I've been crazy busy lately.

I've gotten a bunch of emails from PRO, more than usual, all of them very necessary action alerts. Having been at work and having missed some of them I was annoyed, and even more so this morning when I realised I'd forgotten all the information I thought I'd brought with me to work to call on during my lunch (apparently it was timely?). (If any of you wish to take action on this yourselves, you can find the most important and updated info here.)

I've been busy enough to the point where I feel out of the loop, and very inadequate in alerting my readers to the important developments. To remedy this, I have decided to ask all of you to join up on PRO's email list. Lo and behold, after deciding this I see this information here .

Perfect! I really simply cannot keep up with this anymore; I cannot tell you all everything I feel I need to. So, to educate yourselves about the amendment developments, and perhaps to take a load off of me (;-P), I ask you to become the new version of 10-and-2 Representative.

Sign up yourself; try to get ten others to sign up, as well as two to get ten to sign up themselves. "Signing up" involves donating $1. Sound simple enough?

All right, readers! This is an easy one, you don't even have to take your bums off your seats! Sign up, give a buck, and bug everyone in your address book! This is something we bloggers can do!

If you want to become the new, revamped 10-and-2 Representative, please let me know and do so here. If you want to help me, but don't want to go on a bugging campaign, you can be one of my ten! Click here to do so, and then donate a buck here.

C'mon, guys! If you appreciate my blog, now is the time to show it. I want to see a dozen comments, all telling me how you've just finished signing up!

Let's get to work!


P.S. Also, check out this new associated parental rights website. Now, time for me to go on an email campaign...possibly even a comment campaign, haha.

Monday, June 22, 2009

Look who showed up!

Wow, I can't even believe it! My long lost buddy Nathan left a comment!

Those of you who have been here for a while will recognize him, but some of you newbies will be clueless with this post. Thus, you must read here to even begin to understand! :-P

Welcome back, pal, welcome back. :-)


Saturday, June 20, 2009

My Kind of Gal

I recently had an interesting experience which incurred a feeling similar to that expressed in Gravelbelly's series of posts here.

I helped a girl at work yesterday. She set her keys down and my eyes, always acting instinctively, immediately recognized a canister of pepper spray on her keys. I must've smiled widely when she passed me her Texas driver's license. :-) I was pretty much dead sure that it was pepper spray, so I brought it up as I helped her out. We discussed this issue shortly, and I soon discovered that she used to carry a gun when in Texas, and her reasons for carrying self defense implements was because of her uncle in law enforcement.

Ahh...I was very comfy. :-D I was intensely delighted to see a young lady taking measures to protect herself from harm. While it is no one's job but OURS as men to protect our ladies, but it is also necessary for us to help show them how to defend themselves. IF we don't, what happens when we're not there? I also take notice that it was her uncle's influence (she said it wasn't an option not to carry anything) that caused her to practice this. While we need our ladies to be ready and willing to defend themselves (and perhaps their children if they are mothers), I do not believe they can do it without us.

I've been thinking about having a pepper spray post soon. Perhaps I'll get this under way....


Friday, June 19, 2009

Parental Rights: The Final Stage

My dear readers,

This is it.

You have no doubt read my thoughts on this subject. Perhaps you agreed, perhaps you were annoyed. To me, it really doesn't matter. What I ask of you now, however, is to at least give me a few moments of your time. What I have to say may be offensive to some, but I refuse to not say it. To start off, please read PRO founder Michael Farris's words, penned today:

Dear Supporter of Parental Rights,

Three major developments—all of them ominous—have occurred in the last several days.

1. On June 1 and 2, Georgetown University Law School hosted a two-day symposium entitled “The Convention on the Rights of the Child (CRC): Why It Is Time to Ratify.”

This well-funded conference was held to organize a new coalition effort by American internationalists to seek ratification of the UN child’s rights treaty.

2. In the second week of June, a major study was released by the British education ministry calling for dramatically dangerous increases in the regulation of homeschoolers in that nation.

This study concludes that the UN CRC requires that the government enter every homeschooling home and privately interview each homeschooling child to determine “the child’s wishes” regarding his or her education.

3. On June 17, at the UN headquarters in Geneva, the UN’s Human Rights Committee—which oversees all human rights treaties—announced that it was forming a committee to draft a new “protocol” for the UN Convention on the Rights of the Child. Under this new addition to the CRC, individual children would be able to file a formal legal complaint if they believe that their rights had been violated. It would give this new international tribunal the right to determine if the child’s treaty rights had been violated by any person.

The internationalists believe that this is their moment in history.

They have millions of dollars in their coffers. They have the support of the media. They have the powers of government. They have the entire apparatus of the United Nations.

We have some assets as well.

Our arguments resonate with the American people—the vast majority of Americans believe that Americans should make our own domestic laws and that parents, not government, should make decisions for children.

Leaders at the Georgetown conference publicly admitted that logic and facts will not defeat our arguments. What do they plan to do?

They plan to use emotional arguments. They said so in open public sessions.

At the Georgetown conference, the UN officials and other foreign experts were constantly censored by their American handlers. Why? Because these foreign experts acknowledge that this treaty would be supreme over American law.

The American child’s rights propaganda machine denies that we would forfeit American sovereignty—even though they do not have the legal arguments to back their rhetoric. They did everything they could to silence their guest speakers when they strayed from the sanitized version of their message.
We are in a race. It is a race for the future of the American family and American self-government.

The question is: Will the lies of the internationalists be heard by more Americans than the truth of those who believe in families?

I wish that I could look each person reading this right in the eyes. It is incredibly difficult for written words to explain how serious this situation really is.

The real battle is being fought right now. Our opponents are preparing for a vote in the Senate sometime ahead—as soon as they feel they have laid the groundwork for victory.

Because the internationalists possess the reins of government, have millions of dollars at their disposal, and have powerful allies in the mainstream media, they can build momentum much faster than we are able to do.

We have to get our message out to others and we have to do it today.

I have been leading grassroots political efforts for over thirty years. Without any fear of contradiction, I can tell you that we are going to win or lose the battle over the Convention on the Rights of the Child in the next few months. The key to victory lies in the stage of preparation. [emphasis mine]

>Will we have adequate preparation to win?

The annual budget of is less than $500,000. They have millions and millions of dollars at their disposal.

We must raise money right now to employ professionals who can help us get our message out in the media.

We must also raise money right now to employ experienced people to work the halls of Capitol Hill on our behalf.

I cannot do these things alone. We have to have a quality team if we expect to stop the combined power of Geneva, New York, and Washington.

This is the time to decide whether you are willing to take meaningful action.

There are just two tangible things I would ask you to do.

1. Give a gift of $10 or more right now to (PRO). Membership in PRO is just $25 a year. Sustaining membership is just $100. We have to raise a substantial amount of cash or we simply cannot keep up.

2. Please recruit at least three other people to sign up for our online email alerts. We have over 100,000 people who are a part of this team. We need to get to 4,000,000 supporters before the battle starts. We have to dramatically pick-up the pace of recruiting people if we are going to have any hope of beating the other side in the greatest grassroots battle in American history. We need to be doubling our numbers every couple months to get our team in place.

You are the best recruiters we have. Please pick up your phone right now and call a friend and tell them that they need to read the email you are about to send them and that you really need them to become part of the team. This kind of personal attention will work.

In less than two years, American social workers may be in a position to inform all our children that if they have any conflict with their parents over any decisions at all then they can file a formal complaint in an American court to vindicate their international rights. And ultimately, once this new protocol is in place, if they don’t like the outcome from the American courts, there will be a new UN tribunal to hear their complaint.

Moms and dads, we have to get ready. The battle for American liberty is about to begin.

Michael Farris

From: "Child Rights" Forces Mobilize

Some more articles you may find of use:
Human Rights Treaties Are NOT Good for Your Health
UN Treaty Jeopardizes Homeschool Freedom in Britain
International Law versus Army Recruiters

If you read the article, or if you have read, or just now decide to scan my past posts on the subject, you will know exactly what you need to do to act. I do not need to discuss this any further. It is time to choose. It is time for you to pick a side.

I implore you to help us now. What we fight for is the very liberty our great nation was founded upon. If you act now, we may win. It is essential that you do so. If you have put it off this long, please do not continue to do so. You may be busy, sure. I for one will admit that I've done next to nothing in the past month or two, during the lull, being insanely busy. (Technically all I had to work on was cold phone calls, but least I'm back at it with this new work to be done.) Well, today is the day of your decision. You must choose now.

If you choose to act, no matter what the outcome, you will know that you did what you could, and you acted justly. If you do nothing, then your fate will be upon your own head, and the consequences of your inaction will be felt by all. I am quite confident that you will not like the consequences of the UNCRC yourself, even if you aren't enamored with the Parental Rights Amendment. This is it.

This is a war to save the soul of our country. May God be with us now.

I demand that the rights of Americans be not tread upon, and I pledge to fight to stem the tide. All I have to say now is this:



Black Belt Magazine - Special Offer

I am compelled to again encourage my readers to subscribe to one of my favorite magazines, Black Belt. Normally offered through my Amazon store, I wanted to link this direct subscription form here as it's the special price $19.95, and you get a free 8-page e-book as well as a $5 coupon for Black Belt's online store. I just renewed mine here, and would encourage you to do the same. (And no, I do not get any money for this. I just like the magazine that much!)


Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Do Guns Belong in Church?

Nail's head is smashed again! (must-read)


Don't have an abortion

Please read Catherine's very personal story about her own struggle after having an abortion. Incredibly moving. Please don't miss it.


Tuesday, June 16, 2009

The Truth about the Afterlife

You would do well to listen to the wise words of Lacee:

Freak accidents are just that. Freak accidents. Live like you were dying. Life is short. Sometimes, it's even shorter than usual. Jeremy Mullins was 32. If you died today, where would you go? To spend eternity in Heaven? Or suffer for all eternity in Hell? Or suffer for all eternity in HELL? There is no middle ground. There is no in between. The spiritual realm is very real, and every last soul will eventually reside on one side or the other. Being "good" won't keep you out of Hell. And guess what? When you die, whether it's the slow process of a long life, or an unexpected freak accident, it will happen, and there are no second chances once your soul leaves your vessel.

Don't put off until tomorrow what can be done today.

Every last soul.

Your soul.



Sunday, June 14, 2009

A question for you all!

Not to fear, today's is a happy post.

I've been thinking lately, what posts do my readers like? I want to officially ask you all what kind of posts you like, and I may just add them in more. Do you like to hear news? Read science articles? Do you like my reviews? Do you like my almost non-stop use of links? How about my constant discussion of the combat arts? Or, would you rather just hear about personal stuff?

I'll be honest and say that the posts I always have posted will continue. In a way, I blog for myself so I will in no way stop posting anything. On the other hand, I like to please my readers, so, please, tell me what you like!


Saturday, June 13, 2009

Darwin-loving museum shooter hates Bible, Christians

I am reminded of the words of Tonto, in an early (the first?) The Lone Ranger television episode. If I may repeat his words here today:

"Me glad him dead. It better that way!"


Kids attend prom from 'sexual hell'

"This movement has an obsession with kids, and there are no boundaries. It's worse than anybody thought."

Oh, but this is only the beginning....


P.S. I reiterate the warning at the beginning of the article: photos and descriptions are present.

Friday, June 12, 2009

And you thought it was just your guns

The U.S. Customs and Border Protection Agency is proposing a new definition that could be used to eliminate 8 of 10 legal pocketknives in the United States right now, according to activists who are gearing up to fight the plan.


The federal bureaucracy is accepting comments – written only – that must be received by June 21 before its planned changes could become final....


"They are saying that any knife that you can open quickly or any knife that you can open with one hand is therefore a switchblade," Ritter told WND.


He said the change came after the incoming administration of President Barack Obama reassigned some managers at the agency.

No guns, no knives....

It likely won't do much good, but I used some pre-written letters to make my own tiny bit of noise, and I would recommend that you do the same.

As a owner, user and carrier of knives, I 100% oppose any such draconian, unconstitutional attempts to rid me of my right to a mere tool, or, if you will, even self-defense and the defense of my family.

Who's with me?


Monday, June 08, 2009

What can't you find on eBay?

Well, this is...interesting, to say the least. For something that I can't accept as real, it does look pretty good, don't you think?


Saturday, June 06, 2009

65 years ago...

D-Day. A day of death, war, and hell. Also a day of courage, sacrifice, and great honor.

Despite Google's latest trick of disgustingness , I choose to remember this day for what it really is.


Tuesday, June 02, 2009

My Day: Part 2, My First Death Threat

...I visited the bookstore. That was quite...interesting. I do it often, but today was very unusual.

As Jesus told us, we are to expect hatred from the world (Luke 6:26). I've experienced it just about everywhere I go. I'm often hated for my beliefs, and I've been in numerous situations where I've dealt with threatening behavior from another male. What made today different was that it wasn't just a cocky punk, nor was it merely a challenge to fisticuffs.

I was browsing the magazines, minding my own business. I happened to wear the t-shirt emblazoned with the logo from Ben Stein's movie Expelled. I purchased that shirt and wore it before I even saw the film. It had been endorsed by enough people I trusted that I endorsed it, too, without even having seen it. I've seen it now and am in no way disappointed. I merely grabbed it out of the closet today, barely thinking.

A man near me spoke the words, "Did you like the movie?" At first I thought he was speaking to someone else in his party, but once he repeated the question I realized his attention was on me, and I would also soon realize that he was alone.

"Yes, I thought it was good," I replied skeptically, unsure if he was opposed or supportive. His next statement answered my mind's question.

"I am an atheist and a scientist, and Ben Stein was completely wrong!" Oh boy. Here we go. (I must apologize, this is accurate to the best of my memory and is extremely close, but if you've ever been in a situation where you have run on a heightened level of adrenaline, then you know that your memory may not always serve you well.)

"Well," I replied quietly and unchallengingly, "my opinion was that it was good." I moved down a ways, trying to continue my shopping. He was standing right where I wanted to look! (I realize now in hindsight that some sort of instinct must have been working as I did not allow him to get too close to me.)

He began to spew about the recent murder of Tiller the abortion doctor (expect my post on this soon--my official opinion is that I oppose both murderers; Tiller's murderer, and Tiller himself), using the old hat of Christian blame for such events. It's interesting to note that I was immediately identified by this man as a Christian, when in fact Expelled is an Intelligent Design film, ID being a movement that completely allows for Evolution! I guess it works, though.

I answered, "My greater concern is the thousands of babies he killed."

"I don't care about the babies he killed because they're not 'babies'!" he hissed. I had sincerely had no interest in talking to him before, now I was done. This man had clear indications of hate in him, and my "street strategy" overdrive was kicking in, I suppose you might say, so I guess you could say I attempted to de-escalate. I remained silent, hoping he would leave, and continued browsing.

But the man was not done yet. It was interesting, this man was clearly, clearly not insane in any shape of the word, he clearly had all his faculties about him, but at the same time something wasn't right. I'm not sure what it was, but it's almost as if he was to the point of bubbling rage at the idea of running into a Christian. It almost felt like his hate gave him a crazed quality. His eyes....

Next came his veiled threat. Continuing on his rant about the murdered Tiller, he stated something along the lines of, "It's always been done, that when they kill one of our own, we take one of theirs."

I did not speak. He stared at me. He did not speak. Neither of us spoke. He stared straight at me, and I looked back at him. The look in his was complete and utter hate. I'm no stranger to hate, but this, from someone on the street, was new to me. Danger flags dinged in my head. True, the man was old and grey, and I was confident that I could easily defend myself if he attempted anything, I still have no desire to hurt a single soul. He had a jacket on and was carrying a large bag. I simply had no way of knowing if he was armed or not. I didn't believe he would do it, but his statement was a clear and violent threat. I would wager that he is less the type to be bold enough to do it himself, and more the type to root from his armchair, but the last thing I wanted was a barrel pointed at me.

I declined to comment further. I was not particularly submissive, but getting into a violent debate with a vitriolic atheist is not my idea of a good time. Besides, all I wanted was to finish shopping....

My lack of discussion did not suit him well, and he began to speak something else, but I cut him off. I was done with the assaults and it was time for a little brick wall maneuvering.

"I'm just trying to shop here, ok?" I said rigidly. He looked at me for a moment, then spat out the words, "You're a filthy--" and he began to say "SOB" I believe, as he formed the "S" sound, but he fumbled over his own words in his anger. He instead said, "...Christian!"

He stormed out.

I stayed in the magazines for only a moment. I had seen him leave but I had no idea if he would come back. As I said, I did not believe he would act in such a manner, but you know me, precaution even if it isn't necessary. I relocated, and then hopped up to a higher floor. I puttered around a bit, then went back downstairs, keenly aware that my shirt, bandaged arm (from the blood sample taken earlier), and my usual height, plus glasses made me uncomfortable conspicuous. I got a book, bought it, and left through a different door. Hey, I really wanted to shop. :-) If I had had any family or friends with me at that time, I would have left immediately.

My friends, this is the nature of what we are dealing with. This is a war, and it isn't a little war for a scientific theory, it isn't a war for a political party, it isn't a war for a little sect. This is a war for everything. We fight for our master, the Redeemer, the Living God, Jesus Christ, while they fight for their master, the Devil. The difference between us and them is, we have rules.

They don't.

To the only wise God our Saviour, be glory and majesty, dominion and power, both now and ever. Amen.
Jude 1:25 (KJV)


My Day: Part 1, Thus I Meet With the Sanctioned Vampire

Today was rather...unusual.

I had to visit the doctor today. It was concerning an issue I have been dealing with for some time, and long story short today I saw my doctor. It was by no means bad news, but the issue is still completely unsolved for now, so I would sincerely appreciate any prayers you all might have to offer.

After seeing my doctor (Did I ever tell anyone how much I hate anything doctor-y?), I had to have blood taken. *cue long history* Similar to my fear of spiders, a queasiness around blood has been something I've dealt with for a long time. Also like my fear of spiders, I thought I'd dealt with most of it. I can cut myself and bleed like a faucet and not even flinch, but anything to do with veins.... It's almost like an instinct. Arthropods have a ventral artery, and that's one reason why they cannot stand to be turned onto their backs. It's clearly a self-preservation instinct, as they surely have no knowledge of their own inner anatomy. Similarly, I am hypersensitive to such areas as my heart region, my wrists, bulging veins anywhere on my body, etc. If it's a cut, it's no biggie anymore, but I apparently have retained my distaste of anything circulatory.

And writing this is making me squirm....

I got my blood taken, although thinking it was quick, I soon began to feel light headed. This rapidly progressed and I seriously did not feel good. I was taken care of by the phlebotomists (that's a cool new word I learned, yay me!) there, but seriously, they had to lie me down for a while. Bleh.... At least I know how nasty it must be to loose a ton of blood now. That was interesting. My arm felt weak, truly but mostly psychologically, for the rest of the day. I felt like a friggin' wimp....

I left the doctor's office and then....