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Toyota/Xterra fun on the beach.

Here is my 175K 4Runner and my friends Xterra at Ocracoke last year.  Remember always deflate the tires to 5-10 lbs. when on the sand!  Ocracoke is where Blackbeard used to party on the Outer Banks south of Hatteras.

Toyota ocracoke

Entry #32

Sheep or Sheepdog?

Good metaphor, what are you?

This is what the world is today.

Can you read this all the way through and not classify yourself?

Here you go.

Sheep or Sheepdog?

"This letter was written by Charles Grennel and his comrades who are veterans of the Global War On Terror. Grennel is an Army Reservist who spent two years in Iraq and helped to put together the first Iraq elections, January of 2005.

It was written to Ms. Jill Edwards, at that time a student at the
University of Washington
who did not want to honor Medal of Honor winner USMC Colonel Greg Boyington. (Black Sheep Squadron, WWII)

Ms. Edwards and other students and faculty at UW expressed the opinion that those who serve in the
U.S.
armed services are not good role models for students.

Here's Grennel's response:

To: Jill Edwards, (student, University of Washington )
Subject: Sheep, Wolves and Sheepdogs

Dear Miss Edwards,

I read of your "student activity" regarding the proposed memorial to Col. Greg Boyington, USMC and a Medal of Honor winner. You may be too young to appreciate fully the sacrifices of generations of servicemen and servicewomen on whose shoulders you and your fellow students stand. I forgive you for the untutored ways of youth and  your naiveté. It may be that you are, simply, a sheep. There's no dishonor in being a sheep - - as long as you know and accept what you are.

In a lecture to the
United States Naval Academy November 24, 1997

William J. Bennet made the following observations:

"Most of the people in our society are sheep. They are kind, gentle, productive creatures who can only hurt one another by accident." We may well be in the most violent times in history, but violence is still remarkably rare. This is because most citizen s are kind, decent people who are not capable of hurting each other, except by accident or under extreme provocation. They are sheep.

Then there are the wolves and the wolves feed on the sheep without mercy. Do you believe there are wolves out there who will feed on the flock without mercy? You better believe it. There are evil men in this world and they are capable of evil deeds. The moment you forget that or pretend it is not so, you become a sheep. There is no safety in denial.

Then there are sheepdogs and I'm a sheepdog. I live to protect the flock and confront the wolf. If you have no capacity for violence then you are a healthy productive citizen, a sheep. If you have a capacity for violence and no empathy for your fellow citizens, then you have defined an aggressive sociopath, a wolf.

But what if you have a capacity for violence, and a deep love for your fellow citizens? What do you have then? A sheepdog, a warrior, someone who is walking the uncharted path. Someone who can walk into the heart of darkness, into the universal human phobia, and walk out unscathed.

We know that the sheep live in denial, that is what makes them sheep.  They do not want to believe that there is evil in the world.

They can accept the fact that fires can happen, which is why they want fire extinguishers, fire sprinklers, fire alarms and fire exits throughout  their kids' schools. But many of them are outraged at the idea of  putting an armed police officer in their kid's school. Our children are thousands of times more likely to be killed or seriously injured by school violence than fire, but the sheep's only response to the possibility of violence is denial. The idea of someone coming to kill or harm their child is just too hard, and so they chose the path of denial.

The sheep generally do not like the sheepdog. He looks a lot like the wolf. He has fangs and the capacity for violence. The difference, though, is that the sheepdog must not, can not and will not ever harm the sheep. Any sheep dog who intentionally harms the lowliest little lamb will be punished and removed. The world cannot work any other way, at least not in a representative democracy or a republic such as ours. Still, the sheepdog disturbs the sheep. He is a constant reminder that there are wolves in the land. They would prefer that he didn't tell them where to go, or give them traffic tickets, or stand at the ready in our airports, in camouflage fatigues, holding an M-16.

The sheep would much rather have the sheepdog cash in his fangs, spray paint himself white, and go, "Baa." Until the wolf shows up. Then the entire flock tries desperately to hide behind one lonely sheepdog.

For instance, the students at
Columbine High School
were big, tough high school students, and under ordinary circumstances they would not have had the time of day for a police officer. They were not bad kids; they just had nothing to say to a cop.  But when the school was under attack, and SWAT teams were clearing the rooms and hallways, those once-ignored officers had to physically peel those clinging, sobbing kids off of them.

This is how the little lambs feel about their sheepdog when the wolf is at the door. Look at what happened after
September 11, 2001 when the wolf pounded hard on the door. Remember how America
, more than ever before, felt differently about their law enforcement officers and military personnel? Understand that there is nothing morally superior about being a sheepdog; it is just what you choose to be. Also understand that a sheepdog is a funny critter: He is always sniffing around out on the perimeter, checking the breeze, barking at things that go bump in the night, and yearning for a righteous battle.

That is, the young sheepdogs yearn for a righteous battle. The old sheepdogs are a little older and wiser, but they move to the sound of the guns when needed, right along with the young ones.

Now, here is how the sheep and the sheepdog think differently: The sheep pretend the wolf will never come, while the sheepdog lives for that day.

After the attacks on
September 11, 2001 , the sheep, that is, most citizens in America
said, "Thank God I wasn't on one of those planes."

The sheepdogs said, "Dear God, I wish I could have been on one of those planes. Maybe I could have made a difference."

You want to be able to make a difference. There is nothing morally superior about a warrior, but he does have one real advantage. Only one. And that is that he is able to survive and thrive in an environment that destroys 98 percent of the sheep.

There was research conducted a few years ago with individuals convicted of violent crimes. These cons were in prison for serious, predatory crimes of violence: assaults, murders and killing law enforcement officers. The vast majority said that they specifically targeted victims by body language: slumped walk, passive behavior and lack of awareness. They chose their victims exactly like big cats do in
Africa
, selecting one out of the herd that is least able to protect itself. Some people may be destined to be sheep and others might be genetically primed to be wolves or sheepdogs. But I believe that most people can choose which one they want to be, and I'm proud to say that more and more Americans are choosing to become sheepdogs.

Seven months after the attack on
September 11, 2001 , Todd Beamer was honored in his hometown of Cranbury , New Jersey . Todd, as you recall, was the man on Flight 93 over Pennsylvania
who called on his cell phone to alert an operator from United Airlines about the hijacking.  When they learned of the other three passenger planes that had been used as weapons, Todd and the other passengers confronted the terrorist hijackers. In one hour, a transformation occurred among the passengers - athletes, business people and parents -- from sheep to sheepdogs and together they fought the wolves, ultimately saving an unknown number of lives on the ground. 
"There is no safety for honest men except by believing all possible evil of evil men." - Edmund Burke.

Here is a point I like to emphasize, especially to the thousands of police officers and soldiers I speak to each year. In nature the sheep, real sheep, are born as sheep. Sheepdogs are born that way, and so are wolves. They didn't have a choice.

But you are not a critter. As a human being, you can be whatever you want to be. It is a conscious, moral decision. If you want to be a sheep, then you can be a sheep and that is okay, but you must understand the price you pay. When the wolf comes, you and your loved ones are going to die if there is not a sheepdog there to protect you.

If you want to be a wolf, you can be one, but the sheepdogs are going to hunt you down and you will never have rest, safety, trust or love .  But if you want to be a sheepdog and walk the warrior's path, then you must make a conscious and moral decision every day to dedicate, equip, and prepare yourself to thrive in that toxic, corrosive moment when the wolf comes knocking at the door.

This business of being a sheep or a sheep dog is not a yes-no dichotomy. It is not an all-or-nothing, either-or choice. It is a matter of degrees, a continuum. On one end is an abject, head-in-the-sand-sheep and on the other end is the ultimate warrior. Few people exist completely on one end or the other. Most of us live somewhere in between.

Since 9-11 almost everyone in
America
took a step up that continuum, away from denial. The sheep took a few steps toward accepting and appreciating their warriors, and the warriors started taking their job more seriously. It's ok to be a sheep, but do not kick the sheep dog.  Indeed, the sheep dog may just run a little harder, strive to protect a little better and be fully prepared to pay an ultimate price in battle and spirit with the sheep moving from "baa" to "thanks".

Like good sheepdogs, we warriors do not call for gifts or freedoms beyond our lot. We just need a small pat on the head, a smile and a thank you to fill the emotional tank which is drained while protecting the sheep. And when our number is called by "The Almighty", and day retreats into night, a small prayer before the heavens just may be in order to say thanks for letting you continue to be a sheep. And be grateful for the thousands - - millions - - of American sheepdogs who permit you, Ms. Edwards - the freedom to express even bad ideas."

I am a sheepdog. I've always known I was a dog.

 

Entry #30

Hydrangea Blue Tiger Orange

The hydrangeas are on the more shade north side and are cool blue in color,  the tiger lillies are on the south sunny side and are a warm orange color.  These come back year after year, and if the soil is right the colors are deeper, and they last longer, these last about 5-6 weeks.

hydra1

Cool.

tiger1

Warm: Natures' fireworks

hydrangea2

Violet?

tiger2

Ok. Where are the bees?

hydra3

Yeah, where are the bees?

tiger3

We're ready.

Entry #29

Ain't that the truth

   1. The nicest thing about the future is that it always starts tomorrow.

   2. Money will buy a fine dog, but only kindness will make him wag his
   tail.
   3. If you don’t have a sense of humor, you probably don’t have any sense
   at all.
   4. Seat belts are not as confining as wheelchairs.
   5. A good time to keep your mouth shut is when you’re in deep water.
   6. How come it takes so little time for a child who is afraid of the dark
  to become a teenager who wants to stay out all night?
   7. Business conventions are important because they demonstrate how many
   people a company can operate without.
   8. Why is it that at class reunions you feel younger than everyone else
   looks?
  9. Scratch a dog and you’ll find a permanent job.
   10. No one has more driving ambition than the boy who wants to buy a car.
   11. There are no new sins; the old ones just get more publicity.
   12. There are worse things than getting a call for a wrong number at 
4
  AM
. It could be a right number.
   13. Think about this ... No one ever says “It’s only a game” when his
   team is winning.
  14. I’ve reached the age where the happy hour is a nap.
  15. Be careful reading the fine print. There’s no way you’re going to
   like it.
  16. The trouble with bucket seats is that not everybody has the same size
   bucket

   I just love the following.....

  17. Do you realize that in about 40 years, we’ll have thousands of OLD
  LADIES running around with tattoos? (And RAP music will be the Golden
  Oldies!)
  18. Money can’t buy happiness—but somehow it’s more comfortable to cry
  in a Corvette than in a Prius.

  19. After a certain age, if you don’t wake up aching in every joint, you
  are probably dead.


   Isn’t it the truth!!
Entry #28

Mole family.

Mole Family

A papa mole, a mama mole, and a baby
 mole all live together

in a little mole hole.


One day papa mole sticks

his head
out of the hole, sniffs the air

and said,

"Yum! I smell maple syrup!"


The mama mole sticks her head

out of the hole,

sniffs the air and said,

"Oh, Yum! I smell honey!"



Now baby mole is trying

to stick his head

out of the hole to sniff the air,

but can't
because the bigger moles

are in the way.

This makes him whine,

"Geez, all I can smell is....


MOLASSES!

Entry #27

Vinnie Barbarinos House

This is for you bargain hunters.

Vinnies

I think he has a good paying job, or is it the scientology?

Entry #26

Sir Isaac Newton

this was released today:

http://www.usatoday.com/tech/science/discoveries/2007-06-19-newton-religious-papers_N.htm

here is part of it:

"It may end later, but I see no reason for its ending sooner," Newton wrote. However, he added, "This I mention not to assert when the time of the end shall be, but to put a stop to the rash conjectures of fanciful men who are frequently predicting the time of the end, and by doing so bring the sacred prophesies into discredit as often as their predictions fail."

In another document, Newton interpreted biblical prophecies to mean that the Jews would return to the Holy Land before the world ends. The end of days will see "the ruin of the wicked nations, the end of weeping and of all troubles, the return of the Jews captivity and their setting up a flourishing and everlasting Kingdom," he posited.

The exhibit also includes treatises on daily practice in the Jewish temple in Jerusalem. In one document, Newton discussed the exact dimensions of the temple — its plans mirrored the arrangement of the cosmos, he believed — and sketched it. Another paper contains words in Hebrew, including a sentence taken from the Jewish prayerbook.

Yemima Ben-Menahem, one of the exhibit's curators, said the papers show Newton's conviction that important knowledge was hiding in ancient texts.

"He believed there was wisdom in the world that got lost. He thought it was coded, and that by studying things like the dimensions of the temple, he could decode it," she said.

The Newton papers, Ben-Menahem said, also complicate the idea that science is diametrically opposed to religion. "These documents show a scientist guided by religious fervor, by a desire to see God's actions in the world," she said.

More prosaic documents on display show Newton keeping track of his income and expenses while a scholar at Cambridge and later, as master of the Royal Mint, negotiating with a group of miners from Devon and Cornwall about the price of the tin they supplied to Queen Anne.

The archives of Hebrew University in Jerusalem include a 1940 letter from Albert Einstein to Abraham Shalom Yahuda, the collector who purchased the papers a year earlier.

Newton's religious writings, Einstein wrote, provide "a variety of sketches and ongoing changes that give us a most interesting look into the mental laboratory of this unique thinker."

Entry #25

D.C. Lottery's Best: Tenley Market

Here is a tour of my favorite place in D.C. to play lottery! tenley 1

Tenley mini market has been in business for over 20 years, it is at Tenley Circle in D.C. at Wisconsin Ave. near the highest elevation in D.C. all the air broadcast towers are nearby.  It is a great place to live, work, and play.  Metro is a block away,  American University is there, the National Cathedral, restaurants, stores, anything you may need. But if you want great sandwiches, beer/wine, newpapers, or lottery, Tenley Market is the place!

Maria Jason 

When you get there someone always greets you with a smile like Maria or Jason.

Winners board

 Winners board.

ticket reader

Ticket reader.

 

last weeks winnners

Last weeks winners.

playing stations

Two of five playing stations.

the scratchies

 The scratchies to choose from.

 scratchy vending

The scratcher vending machine.

keno

We play keno in D.C.! Got a ball in mid-flight to 63!

Maria Bob

Maria and Bob doing business, notice all the winners at Tenley I think they've had everything hit here but a PBall jackpot, it could very well happen.

jason

Jason is the ultimate in speed, accuracy and professionalism, no mistakes, enough said.  He  lets you know when the promos are on!  He let me know last week a promo started for DC6 buy 3 get one free, guess what 5 of 6 on one of those free QP's. Thanks again Jason!

Maria

Maria is also fast, accurate, and professional, she always has a smile and a kind word.

jimmy

Now if you need a keg or two or three, a case, talk to Jimmy. The college kids love this man as well as everybody else.  He is always there and keeps the whole place locked and loaded and ready to go. He is the beermeister.

I hope you all enjoy this.  I think this is a great place to play at and is my favorite, the D.C. lottery should be very proud of the representation they get from the people of Tenley Market. Thank you.

 

Entry #24

Climatis! The color purple.

Well, the climatis came back again this year with a vengence!  My dad tied this vine up before he passed and I straightened it up this spring and they are beautiful!  The simple beauty of this flower is electrifying to me, it almost looks like it is plugged into an electrical outlet, the purples are so vibrant. I hope you like these.

 

climatis 1

 

climatis 2

Entry #23

STS-117

Looks like the Atlantis got up ok! 7000 mph in 5 min. It is beautiful to watch every time! It is going to hook up with the space station for 14 days.  May they have a safe mission and return.

The sun rises over Kennedy Space Center this morning.

 

Entry #22

D-Day June 6,1944.

Is there any chance on earth that we could be this close again as a country?  Could a US president say a prayer like this today and not be labeled as politically incorrect?  FDR was a great man that led this nation through tough times and everybody knew what had to be done, we were truly the UNITED STATES of AMERICA.  This is important history, the world was at a brink and everybody should thank a veteran anytime, anywhere, they make our freedom possible.

This is excerpted from historyplace.com:

This is the prayer originally entitled "Let Our Hearts Be Stout" written by President Franklin D. Roosevelt as Allied troops were invading German-occupied Europe during World War II. The prayer was read to the nation on radio on the evening of D-Day, June 6, 1944, while American, British and Canadian troops were fighting to establish beach heads on the coast of Normandy in France.

 

The previous night, June 5, the President had also been on the radio to announce that Allied troops had entered Rome. The spectacular news that Rome had been liberated was quickly surpassed by news of the gigantic D-Day invasion which began at 6:30 a.m. on June 6. By midnight about 57,000 American and 75,000 British and Canadian soldiers had gotten ashore. Allied losses on D-Day included 2,500 killed and 8,500 wounded.

 

 

My Fellow Americans:

 

Last night, when I spoke with you about the fall of Rome, I knew at that moment that troops of the United States and our Allies were crossing the Channel in another and greater operation. It has come to pass with success thus far.

 

And so, in this poignant hour, I ask you to join with me in prayer:

 

Almighty God: Our sons, pride of our nation, this day have set upon a mighty endeavor, a struggle to preserve our Republic, our religion, and our civilization, and to set free a suffering humanity.

 

Lead them straight and true; give strength to their arms, stoutness to their hearts, steadfastness in their faith.

 

They will need Thy blessings. Their road will be long and hard. For the enemy is strong. He may hurl back our forces. Success may not come with rushing speed, but we shall return again and again; and we know that by Thy grace, and by the righteousness of our cause, our sons will triumph.

 

They will be sore tried, by night and by day, without rest -- until the victory is won. The darkness will be rent by noise and flame. Men's souls will be shaken with the violences of war.

 

For these men are lately drawn from the ways of peace. They fight not for the lust of conquest. They fight to end conquest. They fight to liberate. They fight to let justice arise, and tolerance and goodwill among all Thy people. They yearn but for the end of battle, for their return to the haven of home.

 

Some will never return. Embrace these, Father, and receive them, Thy heroic servants, into Thy kingdom.

 

And for us at home -- fathers, mothers, children, wives, sisters, and brothers of brave men overseas, whose thoughts and prayers are ever with them -- help us, Almighty God, to rededicate ourselves in renewed faith in Thee in this hour of great sacrifice.

 

Many people have urged that I call the nation into a single day of special prayer. But because the road is long and the desire is great, I ask that our people devote themselves in a continuance of prayer. As we rise to each new day, and again when each day is spent, let words of prayer be on our lips, invoking Thy help to our efforts.

 

Give us strength, too -- strength in our daily tasks, to redouble the contributions we make in the physical and the material support of our armed forces.

 

And let our hearts be stout, to wait out the long travail, to bear sorrows that may come, to impart our courage unto our sons wheresoever they may be.

 

And, O Lord, give us faith. Give us faith in Thee; faith in our sons; faith in each other; faith in our united crusade. Let not the keeness of our spirit ever be dulled. Let not the impacts of temporary events, of temporal matters of but fleeting moment -- let not these deter us in our unconquerable purpose.

 

With Thy blessing, we shall prevail over the unholy forces of our enemy. Help us to conquer the apostles of greed and racial arrogances. Lead us to the saving of our country, and with our sister nations into a world unity that will spell a sure peace -- a peace invulnerable to the schemings of unworthy men. And a peace that will let all of men live in freedom, reaping the just rewards of their honest toil.

 

Thy will be done, Almighty God.

 

Amen.

 

Franklin D. Roosevelt - June 6, 1944                US Flag

 

Entry #21

29 smile lines.

Enjoy. Some old, some new. 

TWENTY NINE LINES TO MAKE YOU SMILE

1.. My husband (wife) and I divorced over religious differences. He (she) thought he (she) was God and I didn't.
2.. I don't suffer from insanity; I enjoy every minute of it.
3.. Some people are alive only because it's illegal to kill them.
4.. I used to have a handle on life, but it broke.

5.. Don't take life too seriously; No one gets out alive.

6.. You're just jealous because the voices only talk to me

7.. Beauty is in the eye of the beer holder.

8.. Earth is the insane asylum for the universe.
9.. I'm not a complete idiot -- Some parts are just missing.

10.. Out of my mind. Back in five minutes

11. Nyquil, the stuffy, sneeze, why-the-heck-is-the-room-spinning medicine.
12.. God must love stupid people; He made so many.
13.. The gene pool could use a little chlorine.
14.. Consciousness: That annoying time between naps.
15.. Ever stop to think, and forget to start again?
16.. Being "over the hill" is much better than being under it!
17.. Wrinkled Was Not One of the Things I Wanted to Be When I Grew up.
18.. Procrastinate Now!
19.. I Have a Degree in Liberal Arts; Do You Want Fries With That?
20.. A hangover is the wrath of grapes.
21.. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a cash advance

22.. Stupidity is not a handicap. Park elsewhere!

23.. They call it PMS because Mad Cow Disease was already taken.
24.. He who dies with the most toys is nonetheless DEAD.
25.. A picture is worth a thousand words, but it uses up three thousand times the memory.
26.. Ham and eggs? A day's work for a chicken, a lifetime commitment for a pig.

27.. The trouble with life is there's no background music.

28.. The original point and click interface was a Smith & Wesson.

29..  I smile because I don't know what the hell is going on.

Appreciate every single thing you have, especially your friends!

Life is too short and friends are too few ...But not on LP!
Entry #20

Garden snakes can be dangerous!

WARNING!  Garden Grass Snakes Can Be Dangerous !!!!

Garden Grass Snakes also known as Garter Snakes (Thamnophissirtalis) can be dangerous. Yes, grass snakes, not rattlesnakes.

Here's why.

A couple in Sweetwater , Texas , had a lot of potted plants. During a recent cold spell, the wife was bringing a lot of them indoors to protect them from a possible freeze.

It turned out that a little green garden grass snake was hidden in one of the plants and when it had warmed up, it slithered out and the wife saw it go under the sofa.

She let out a very loud scream.

The husband (who was taking a shower) ran out into the living room naked to see what the problem was. She told him there was a snake under the sofa.

He got down on the floor on his hands and knees to look for it. About that time the family dog came and cold-nosed him on the behind. He thought the snake had bitten him, so he screamed and fell over on the floor.

His wife thought he had a heart attack, so she covered him up, told him to lie still and called an ambulance.

The attendants rushed in, wouldn't listen to his protests and loaded him on the stretcher and started carrying him out.

About that time the snake came out from under the sofa and the
Emergency Medical Technician saw it and dropped his end of the stretcher.

That's when the man broke his leg and why he is still in the hospital.

The wife still had the problem of the snake in the house, so she
called on a neighbor man.

He volunteered to capture the snake.
He armed himself with a rolled-up newspaper and began poking under the couch. Soon he decided it was gone and told the woman, who sat down on the sofa in relief.

But while relaxing, her hand dangled in between the cushions, where she felt the snake wriggling around.
She screamed and fainted, the snake rushed back under the sofa.

The neighbor man, seeing her lying there passed out, tried to use CPR to revive her.

The neighbor's wife, who had just returned from shopping at the
grocery store, saw her husband's mouth on the woman's mouth and slammed her husband in the back of the head with a bag of canned goods, knocking him out and cutting his scalp to a point where it needed stitches.

The noise woke the woman from her dead faint and she saw her neighbor lying on the floor with his wife bending over him, so she assumed that he had been bitten by the snake. She went to the kitchen and got a small bottle of whiskey, and began pouring it down the man's throat.

By now the police had arrived.

They saw the unconscious man, smelled the whiskey, and assumed that a drunken fight had occurred. They were about to arrest them all, when the women tried to explain how it all happened over a little green snake.

The police called an ambulance, which took away the neighbor and his sobbing wife. The little snake again crawled out from under the sofa.

One of the policemen drew his gun and fired at it.
He missed the snake and hit the leg of the end table. The table fell over and the lamp on it shattered and as the bulb broke it started a fire in the drapes.

The other policeman tried to beat out the flames, and fell through the window into the yard on top of the family dog who, startled, jumped out and raced into the street, where an oncoming car swerved to avoid it and smashed into the parked police car.

Meanwhile, the burning drapes, were seen by the neighbors who called the fire department.

The firemen had started raising the fire truck ladder when they were halfway down the street.

The rising ladder tore out the overhead wires and put out the
el ectricity and disconnected the telephones in a ten-square city block area (but they did get the house fire out).

Time passed! Both men were discharged from the hospital, the house was repaired, the dog came home, the police acquired a new car, and all was right with their world.

A while later they were watching TV and the weatherman announced a cold snap for that night. The wife asked her husband if he thought they should bring in their plants for the night.

That's when he shot her.

Entry #19

Venezuela

Now you see the true Hugo.  Check it out.  He is not a socialist he is a totalitarian dictator in the mold of Castro, Hitler or Deng Xiaoping. My heart is with the Venezulan people. It was just a matter of time, this true diablo already has blood on his hands for he is a maniacal twisted psycho.  Think about what is going on, the right of freedom of speech is being taken away piece by piece and the Venezuelan people are realizing the mistake they made by not voting when they should have a few years back.  Now they have to fight back before it is too late. 

There are leftist politicians in the US. that want to take away the right of freedom of speech (talk radio is the start), and it is the left,  because they can't handle the truth,  so they want to restrict it.  They also want to take away your right to bear arms , and if that happened, it would make us completely defenseless against any government run amuk.  The moral of the story is "you lose the right to bear arms, you lose freedom of speech".  Losing the right to freedom of speech always leads to the loss of the right of one to practice their religion.  It is not that far fetched,  look at Venezuela.  It has only been a few years but it is at the brink, hopefully the Venezuelan military will do something about this dictator and bring back one of the other true democracies in our hemisphere that people also flocked to like the USA.

God bless America.

 

And God bless the people of Venezuela!

Entry #18