Rants, Ravings, and Sometimes Doing the Right Thing.....

“It’s hard to look for the light when you’re lost in the darkness.” - Anonymous

All she ever wanted was a better life than the one she lived as a child. She wanted a life far from the impoverished surroundings of her youth. Her parents shielded her as best they could but eventually, a curious child will break through even the strongest parental defenses. Despite the hard work of her parents, their limited income forced them into worlds where dreams are not often fulfilled.

Her parents had done their very best to provide a life of joy. They made ends meet with their extremely limited resources. They stretched and sacrificed more than her insulated mind could possibly have known at the time. Still, her dreams were of luxury and contentment. Dreams that often invade the mind of a young girl.

Finally, a man comes into her life and manages to sweep her off her feet. Their relationship moves quickly and before she has a chance to blink, that wide-eyed country girl is now a city-living housewife. Years pass by. She gives him two children but feels completely alone in raising them. The hero, as she had seen him in the infancy of their relationship is more stereotypical than original. He views her as his possession. He views her as his servant.

She sacrifices the loving respect she deserved for the life she told her friends back home she was getting. In exchange, she is given the privilege of living in his house. She is given the privilege of raising his children. She is forever in his debt. She relies on him far more than he relies on her and he never misses a chance to direct attention to this fact.

In public settings, he belittles her. He forbids her from seeing friends he deems “beneath” him. Her time with her own family is limited to hurried visits at holidays or birthdays; no more. The friends she used to rely on for humor, encouragement, and support worry when she starts to have more and more “accidents.”

The injuries from these so called accidents seem to be limited to the torso area. There’s never any visible bruising but the effects are apparent in her labored movement, breathing, and eye contact. The once confident smile that separated her from the crowd is now replaced with a solemn, glazed stare and a forced grin. Her vibrant, blue eyes now absorb light rather than twinkle as they did in the innocence of her youth. So obvious is the abuse, yet the hero goes unpunished.

The hero is admired by many. He’s the one all the neighbors will eventually tell a reporter about. They’ll describe him as “the nicest guy in the world.” Each one of them has seen the signs, but his charm and her ability to act as if her life is perfect keep suspicions to a dull, private roar. Human instinct forbids them from intervening. It’s easier to convince oneself that violence and abuse only happen in “other” neighborhoods than it is to help pick up the pieces of a confrontation. It’s one of those generally accepted cul-de-sac rumors…..no real proof. No one’s ever actually seen him hit her, but they all kind of accept the fact with quiet shame.

Then it happens…..he snaps. One of his outbursts spills out into the street where he drags her by the hair, screaming and kicking out into the yard. Their children are screaming for him to stop but his grip doesn’t loosen a bit. Her lip is bleeding and his rage is visible from a thousand feet. She’s screaming in terror…..begging him to please “stop.”

“I’ll do whatever you want…..please stop!”

Lights begin to illuminate the windows of neighbor’s homes. His rage subsides just long enough to let him know that his surroundings are not necessarily friendly. He notices his children crying. He hears the scream of approaching sirens and he reluctantly releases his grip on her hair.

YOU are one of the neighbors. What do you do? Do you support him as he begins his campaign to claim his innocence? Do you believe the stories and excuses he comes up with? Do you go along with the ridiculous reasons he uses to justify his actions?

Or…..do you stand up and support the woman who desperately needs a real hero? She’s in too deep. She can’t leave on her own because he’s got her too terrified to do so. He’s convinced her that she won’t survive without him. She’s a completely dependent victim. The damage he has done goes well beyond the visible bruises. They’re emotional and they are not yours to judge. Does she have to die before you take action? The cul-de-sac rumors are true and you are now faced with the decision to help the woman in need or support the abusive charmer. Which will it be?

That’s exactly where we stand as a country. When I hear numbers like 53-41 in favor of President Obama, it makes me sick. I’m talking about the polls which suggest such a staggering lead for Obama when it comes to female voters. It’s like the abused wife who’s too scared to defy the orders of her power hungry, uber-charming, abusive husband.

The women who blindly cling to Obama’s unfulfilled promises cannot possibly represent the margin the polls suggest. Ladies, get out there and spread the facts. Barack Obama does not love you as he claims…..he uses you for political gain. He doesn’t connect with you as he so eloquently states in his numerous daily campaign stops. Barack Hussein Obama is an abusive husband and the women of America are his trophy wives. He’s abusing each and every one of you but apparently, according to recent polls; only 41% of you have the courage to stand up for yourselves. Those of you who can honestly claim membership in that paltry percentage; you are to be commended.

Those of you who hide behind the costly shade of Obama’s charm, popularity, and hype…..we’re here to help. Just because we don’t believe the United States government should be funding abortions with our money, doesn’t mean we hate women. The fact that we don’t believe Sandra Fluke’s friend spent $3,000 per month on contraception does not make us extremists. The fact that we don’t believe Obama has the right to force a church to abandon it’s own beliefs does not make us zealots.

Barack Hussein Obama voted for legislation that would prevent a doctor from providing medical assistance to a fetus who managed to survive a late term abortion. He was the ONLY senator to vote that way. Yet we are considered to be the extremists in this situation?

That’s disgusting. That kind of mentality has absolutely no place running our country. That kind of thinking has absolutely no right to have any influence on the lives of my daughters. It’s time to break free from the chains of hype and take a stand. Women of America…..unite. There are plenty of real men out here who stand ready to fight alongside you. Not for you. Not against you. With you.

Michelle Obama is Barack’s incessantly mentioned example of what a “strong” woman should be. Do you agree? What has she done with the office she holds? Has she brought honor or shame to her role as First Lady of the United States? Having your picture taken with a shopping cart full of groceries in the local Target does not make you relate to the struggles of the single mother fighting for the survival of her family. Michelle Obama’s daughters will never know the fears and struggles faced by the women to which she claims to relate. Her world is insulated, pampered, and free. It is nothing like the world inhabited by the women I know and respect. (If you’re reading this, you’re one of them!)

Mitt Romney is Pro-Life and he believes abortion should be limited only to cases of rape or incest. In 2007, during a debate, Romney stated that he would “welcome a consensus that said we don’t want to have abortion in this country at all, period.” Despite the great manipulation skills of His Barackness, that does not mean that Romney is campaigning on a “promise to end all abortions.” Obama’s charm can’t grow old with you. His charm can’t provide the real protection, support, encouragement, and camaraderie you need. His love is for himself, not the vows he has taken to be true to you.

Obama is using you. He’s using you and we don’t want to wait until you’re lying naked in the yard with a busted lip and horrified children to take action. If you’re ready to flee his abusive rule, we’re here with open arms, impenetrable shields, and genuine respect. Welcome.

As always, thanks for playing.

J Robert Giles

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Your Open Mind Has Allowed Your Brain To Escape…..

“Be polite to all but intimate with few.” - Thomas Jefferson

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Many times as children we are told to “keep an open mind” about certain things. Sometimes we get burned by our own youthful trust in the world around us. I trusted my mother when she told me to keep an open mind about Zucchini Casserole and it darn near landed me in the ICU with spastic colon, irritable bowels, a swollen tongue, and a delusional distrust of anything served in a casserole dish. (That may be a slight exaggeration but suffice it to say, the dish is not on my “Like Mom Used to Make” list of favorite foods!) My youngest daughter and my beautiful bride, Jackie share a sometimes consuming need to know exactly what is coming around the corner. Part of it is their unshakeable belief that the rest of the world is simply not capable of operating at their own level of efficiency, diligence, or intelligence. As I am perfect in almost every single way, I allow this little game to continue until they collide at a point where they both know what’s best, yet their opinions are opposite. It is very hard for either of them to see beyond their own ideas of how things should run. Having never suffered at the hands of such an affliction myself I find it hard to relate when they get to that frenzied level of assertiveness. It’s like an emotional dog-fight. Two Pit Bulls, in full body armor, driving emotional tanks at one another until one opinion wins and the opposition lies soaking in their own tears. Again, I may be viewing them through slightly exaggerated lenses and I’m sure they will inform me of such as soon as they have the opportunity, but the point is that we often get too caught up in our own ideas to see what’s right in front of us. We have to get that “last word” or the fight wasn’t worth fighting.

We’ve all had that relationship with that annoying couple who can’t stop themselves from reminding you how perfect their marriage is. You know the ones that stare into each other’s eyes as if they’re the only people in the restaurant? They talk down to others as if no other relationship on earth could possibly be as special, connected, or righteous as their own. It’s a sad part of human nature that these are the same people we are all internally giddy to see going through a humiliating divorce. It’s the same part of human nature that makes us tune into anything that might result in the on-air overdose of Charlie Sheen. It’s the same aspect of human nature that keeps admitting Terrell Owens into locker rooms around the various football leagues in North America. It’s one of those “on-paper” decisions. T.O. looks good on paper, and even if he destroys the cohesive fabric of the team, he’s sure to bring some publicity and interest. This is the world our media has created for us. Disaster brings higher ratings than relief. Infidelity is more interesting than the sanctity of marriage. Ideology is easier to sell than reality. And that, right there ladies and gentlemen, is the problem with our political system.

For three and a half years, we have been suffering under the results of a false reality. We’ve been told to look the other way while more and more mistakes are made and blamed on someone else. We bought into the ideology without considering the reality of that purchase. When I say “we,” I am of course just being nice to all of those poor, misguided souls who voted for Obama back in 2008 simply because of the mob-pleasing, attention getting, media friendly hope and change he promised. We’ve ignored the reality that this administration has left in its wake. Is it because we are weak? Is it because we are too tired to fight? Is it because we haven’t come up with a plan of our own yet or is it because we are simply being defeated? Whatever the case may be, the truth is that we have gotten so locked into one way of thinking that it has taken a slap to our collective faces to jar us from the trance. His Barackness being the aforementioned “slap” of course. Again, using the collaborative “we” as a courtesy to those willing to atone for their 2008 mistake; WE became so enamored of what Obama told us he could deliver that we never took the time to consider the possibility of failure. He spoke so passionately. He described this green energy powered utopia in such optimistic language. It was as if he had literally been there already. His blame of Bush made sense to a lot of people who had abandoned what we were warned would be a “long and difficult” road. Okay, you know what…..you people handed over the reins of your country to a mad-man. There’s absolutely no reason why I should extend you any more courtesies.

America is not as strong today as it was when Obama took office. That is an undeniable, iron-clad fact. His assertion that Republicans “ordered a big steak dinner” and then stuck him with “the tab” is just wimpy. It sounds like another charming excuse from the man who has mastered the craft. It does not sound like the dignified leader of the greatest country on earth. We’ve become enamored of the man who holds the office rather than the office. The President of the United States of America deserves better than the scuffing given to its name by the current title holder. That office is supposed to be held by a man with undying, unshakeable patriotism running through his veins. George Washington, with his rich, courageous, military background would shudder at the sight of the office he built. Thomas Jefferson would weep. Abraham Lincoln would stoically mourn at the state of disrepair plaguing the office he so proudly held. Ronald Reagan would bow his head and pray. We have allowed ourselves to trade “what was” for “what if.”

In his book The Five Laws of Liberty, Scott Hyland tells us to 1) Remember the Past 2) Embrace the Truth 3) Respect Humanity 4) Exercise Self-Control (Restraint) and 5) Protect and Serve Others. These were founding principles of our country. They were definitely characteristics of the men listed above, but what about the leaders in office today? What past do they remember? Is it the real one or is it the one they’ve created to justify their actions? What truth have they embraced? The only answer should be that the United States government is not bigger than the people it represents but can anyone honestly say that they believe this is how Obama sees his role in our lives? Does this administration show respect for humanity? The man’s got a “Kill List” for heaven’s sake! They show tremendous respect for those willing to vote for them in return. They respect convicted murderers more than they respect unborn babies. They respect celebrity over morality. They respect obedience over innovation. Do we even need to address the restraint issue? Has any liberal President ever shown restraint or self-control? If JFK worked in your office, he’d be that creepy guy who claims to have slept with every woman in the office. If Bill Clinton lived in the same world you do, he’d be in prison for some sort of sexual deviance by now. Do they protect and serve others? Ask Governor Perry of Texas just how much relief His Barackness granted the people affected by Tropical Storm Hermine. Ask the people who would have been given “meaningful” work with the approval of Keystone XL if they feel that Obama is looking out for their best interests or only his own.

We’ve lost sight of what the office of the President of the United States is supposed to be. It is NOT celebrity endorsements and fancy dinners. I find it insulting that Obama would dare to insinuate that Republicans ordered a “big steak dinner” on his tab while he is jetting around the country at a rate of about $180,000 (Taxpayer provided) per hour collecting $10,000 a plate dinner fees which go directly to his campaign. $40,000 to attend an evening with His Barackness at the home of George Clooney. Just because Obama felt that we shouldn’t have gone after those who attacked us on 9/11 does not mean that Bush was simply “racking up a tab” with the ensuing war. Obama acts as if he’s the first President to be handed some expenses when he takes over. His handling of those responsibilities has been abhorrent and simply cannot be blamed on his predecessor. He promised us success despite the requirements of such a promise. Enough is enough.

Would you rather we have a cool President to present to the rest of the world, or a strong country? Personally, I could care less how cool Mitt Romney looks when he’s delivering speeches. I could not possibly care less how many celebrities like him. Those are the things that we have been led to believe are important. We have placed importance on those things and as a result, our country is failing. It’s failing and it’s time to stop pretending the problem will go away if we act like it’s not there. It is there. Your kid’s on drugs. Your daughter’s sexually active. That mole is getting bigger. You don’t have any more money to spend. Those things you would address no matter how uncomfortable it made you feel so why is it so easy to get us to look the other way when our country is being stolen from us? This problem will only go away if we roll up our sleeves and clean up the mess. If we view Romney through the same lenses prescribed to us by the Obama administration, we’re doomed. Celebrity is not nearly as important as truth. Ideology is not nearly as important as morality or common sense. View the world through those lenses for a while, would ya?

As always, thanks for playing!

J Robert Giles

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Friday, May 11, 2012

Distracted by The Rainbow…..

“There’s a gullible side to the American people. They can be easily misled.” - Michael Moore

Well, I guess Michael Moore would be the world’s leading authority on misleading the American people. He misled an entire, diseased, mass of liberals into believing that he and his ridiculously self-serving opinions were once relevant. I’ve found that a general rule of thumb is to disagree with anything the ACLU, Michael Moore, the Philadelphia Eagles, or Barack Obama may say. It doesn’t matter what they say, I usually disagree with it. While Michael Moore is no longer making public appearances, Barack Obama has certainly picked up the slack. This latest nonsense about gay marriage is laughable. Honestly.

Personally, I’m in a bit of a precarious position with this situation. My cousin is gay. She’s open about it and she has found someone that has made her happier than anyone in my family has ever seen her. She’s endured some life-altering pain in the past couple of years and her partner has stood by her side and led her through the darkness of the accompanying emotions. Accepting and embracing her homosexuality has opened her life to a happiness that we all assumed she was actively avoiding for some reason. It’s the kind of relationship that normally leads to marriage. In fact, that is the path they have chosen to take.

The conversation I had with my cousin in which she announced that she was getting “married” saddened me. So many assumptions were made on both sides. She assumed that because of my openly conservative views that I would be upset with her for taking this path in her life. I assumed that she was only gay as an experiment or rebellion of some kind. I love my cousin. She’s part of my family. She’s a big part of a substantial portion of my most cherished childhood memories and there’s nothing she could ever do to change that. If she has found happiness in her life, I will openly embrace that happiness and support it with my whole heart. I will accept her partner as a “life-partner” with no conditions. I don’t expect to change her mind with my personal political opinions any more than she should hope to see me vote for Obama in November. I will accept the love she has for her partner. If they are successful in their plans to have children, I will accept them as a family. I will not accept them as married under the same sanctity as I look forward to sharing with my own future bride.

Marriage is defined as a man and a woman with the capability of reproducing life without the assistance of medical technology, or third-party involvement in the conception process. That’s my definition anyway. My cousin and her partner should be allowed many of the benefits given to married couples. There’s no reason that hospital visitation should not be extended to committed, homosexual couples…..that is discriminatory. That has nothing to do with marriage. Gays should be granted many of the same tax breaks and burdens afforded to heterosexual married couples. Those benefits are modern, and shouldn’t have anything to do with the sanctity of marriage in the first place. Yes, my cousin deserves that special wedding day that she’s dreamt of since she was a little girl. She deserves that happiness that comes from planning, living, and enjoying a life with the one she loves. Despite what His Barackness and Nancy Pelosi may have you believe, no conservative wants to step in and forcibly separate homosexual couples. At least not the kinds of conservatives with opinions that matter.

Speaking of Pelosi, she actually has the nerve to say that Obama’s “evolution” of his opinion on gay marriage is not political. In fact she thinks it’s what he believes with his heart and it has nothing to do with politics. Really??? Really, Nancy? Do you really believe we’re that stupid? Of course it was political. It was planned as a reaction to Joe “One Man Sleeper Cell” Biden’s gaffe last week in which he forgot the cameras were rolling once again. It forced Obama’s hand and gave him a big boost heading into his campaign / date night on the Left Coast last night. It was carefully planned and supported by an attack against Mitt Romney with even less accuracy, truth, or relevance than Michael Moore. What cracks me up is that Obama’s staggering level of arrogance would actually have him believing that the story about Mitt Romney hazing a homosexual classmate in the 60’s would resonate and result in positive numbers for his constant campaign. As is so often the case with these carefully devised distractions of the left, it’s backfiring.

The story of Mitt Romney “viciously” attacking the poor, defenseless classmate has been greatly exaggerated. As Ben Shapiro reported on Breitbart News this morning the piece was full of, shall we say…..”selective emphasis.” The Washington Post claimed, without evidence, that Mitt Romney was a homophobic bully to classmate John Lauber back in their high school days…..five decades ago. First of all, social awareness of homosexuality in those days was limited at best. To apply the mentality of today to a situation occurring in an entirely different time is misleading, dangerous, and lacking any form of journalistic integrity. Second, the timing of this story’s release; just a day after the big coming out party of His Barackness, just reeks of staged political maneuvering, does it not? Third, John Lauber is dead and cannot corroborate any of his emotions so dramatically described in the attack piece. His sisters, who were interviewed by the Washington Post reporter but not quoted in the piece, say that John Lauber never spoke of the incident and that it was not nearly the impactful hazing it is now being portrayed to have been. They also say that if John Lauber were alive today he would be “furious” with the idea of this story being used to further a political agenda.

Once again, we’re being distracted folks. Homosexuality has been accepted yet for the next month or so, we’ll be hearing how the plight is largely unaddressed. It’s not a new set of victims, but one that is perfectly willing to accept the attention this story will cast upon them. As long as that attention is on the gay community, it’s off the nightmarish economy. As long as we’re talking about Obama being the Jeweled Prince of the gay community, we’re not discussing the fact that unemployment numbers, when allowed to be void of any adjustments by the Obama administration, are close to 14%, not 8.1% which is suddenly worthy of praise. Let the mainstream fools latch onto these kinds of stories. They’re political, sad and pathetic as far as we should be concerned. Obama didn’t make any kind of policy suggestion. He didn’t take the bold stance everyone is making it out to be. He didn’t endorse gay marriage as President of the United States. Everyone seems to be jumping on the idea that he was the first to do so while in office, but nobody is accepting the fact that he was very careful to insert the word “personally” into his acceptance of gay marriage. This “bold” and “courageous” announcement did absolutely nothing except distract. Those who feel alienated by his recent opinion, just wait…..he’ll swing back around to pick you up with some kind of “monumental” announcement in the future. Remember, you don’t have the attention span necessary to recall that he pissed you off today. You’re just one of the American people and you’re easily misled. PROVE HIM WRONG!!! Focus on those things he’s trying to keep you from focusing on. Jobs. Unemployment. Solyndra. Obamacare. Keystone. And no matter how tired the left may be of hearing it…..where the heck was this man born?!?!?

As always, thanks for playing!

J Robert Giles

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Monday, May 7, 2012

Who’s Your Daddy…..

“We never know the love of the parent until we become parents ourselves.” - Henry Ward Beecher

The Obama presidency has been a cycle, to say the least. We’re standing at the edge of a decision in November. The decision is not simply a matter of candidate choice; it has nothing to do with party affiliation, or political ideology. The decision has to do with whether or not you see the Obama administration as the pregnancy or the death of America.

That may sound strange, but think about it…..was the Obama Presidency the pregnancy or the death of America. Are we about to witness a birth or a funeral? Since Mother’s Day is right around the corner, I’ll start with the possibility of Obama’s Presidency representing the pregnancy of America. First of all , any mother will tell you that a first pregnancy is scary, at best. Think about Obama’s Presidency in terms of a cliché teen movie. Young, naïve America gets swept off her feet by the roofie-esque charm of His Barackness, the cool new kid in town. Next thing you know, America’s pregnant, scared out of her mind, and receiving nothing but empty promises and debt from the biggest mistake of her life. Still…..America has never seen herself as weak. In fact, she’s often found the most strength in the moments when others believed she possessed none. As she starts to feel as if she’s being backed into a corner by the self-serving arrogance of His Barackness, she starts to fight back mentally. She’s never backed down from a challenge and motherhood would be the biggest challenge of them all. Slowly but surely America, with the help of some loyal friends, gets up the courage to leave His Barackness and all of his dangerous ideology. There’s a classic standoff between Obama and America’s long lost uncle, the tough as nails old coot known to the locals as Constitution. Just when it seems like Constitution is losing momentum, he receives aide from America’s first love, Chris T. Anity, who shows up at the last minute to kick Barry right in his Obamacles. With a gleam in her eye, America stands up, packs his bags for him, and politely asks Barack Hussein Obama to leave her and the baby alone. In his absence, America is able to give birth to the vision we all see in an Obama-free country.

We had to go through the pain of Obama’s presidency in order to deliver his absence. Mitt Romney may be the doctor who delivers the baby, but WE ARE ALL the parents. This baby will truly be the “rebirth” of a nation. The pain we endured during his administration will be worth it when we hear the innocence of capitalism giggling in its crib. It will be worth it when we see recovery take its first, clumsy steps. Obama represents the mistakes of youth. He represents the regrets we all have in our lives. For many of us, our children did not come into our lives at the most “convenient” of times, but you’d be hard pressed to find one who doesn’t view that arrival as the single greatest moment in their lives. As much as I hate to admit it as a father, this emotion is especially true in the hearts and minds of mothers. There’s a connection between mother and child that just can’t be duplicated. There’s a switch that gets thrown in the mind of a mother during pregnancy. While that life is literally growing inside of her, a mother learns to abandon regret and selfishness. She learns to use the lessons taught by regrettable actions, and turn them into strength she will need to guide her baby’s course. It’s time to admit to the mistakes we have made as a country. It’s time to admit them, regret them, and put them behind us. There’s work to do. It’s time to get out there and earn the respect of our “child.”

Now the alternative. What if we should all start dusting off our funeral clothes?

If Obama should mastermind a second term as President of the United States, it will most certainly be a funeral we are all attending in November. A second Obama term would surely mean the death of such dear old friends as The United States Constitution, Christianity in America, conservatism, borders, democracy, and history. We will all listen, beyond the guilt of our own whimpers, to the eulogies of such notions as “under God” and “right to bear arms.” Our freedom of speech will be silenced forever. Our global strength will be crippled. We will weep for the history he will erase and for the tradition he will ignore. In time, the America that so many have died to defend, will draw its last breath and we will all witness her eulogy in the form of another Obama inauguration.

I’m looking forward to witnessing the birth of a glorious new nation in November. I’m looking forward to watching infant America take her first steps. I’m looking forward to seeing the very best characteristics her mother has to offer as they begin to form in the personality of the precocious child. I’m looking forward to identifying characteristics of her father and working tirelessly to rid her of them. I’m looking forward hearing this child tell her friends…..”I never knew my father. It’s the darndest thing. I have like 311,591,917 parents and another 11,000,000 or so ~~illegal~~ ~~undocumented~~ nannies, and not one of them is my biological father. I heard his past was a little sketchy too, so I think I’m probably better off. My uncle said he was a real idiot.”

Time to dust off the sympathy bellies, and stock up on pickles folks! We got a baby on the way!

As always, thanks for playing.

J Robert Giles

Wednesday, April 25, 2012

Part Of The Plan…..

Let his days be few and brief; and let others step forward to replace him. - Psalm 109:8

Late in the summer of 2007, I was a broken man. The marriage that had defined me for so long lay crumbling at my feet and for the first time in my life, I felt completely powerless. There was no fight left in me. I wasn’t even sure who my opponent would be if I did choose to fight. I prayed. I prayed hard, just as many of us do when the pressures of our time on earth seem to weigh more than our frail bones can support. I prayed that God would somehow step in and deliver what my wife and I were seemingly incapable of delivering to each other. I prayed that God would return the love and the admiration that had led us to marriage in the first place.

That never happened. Our marriage officially ended with the unceremonious rap of a gavel and an abrupt finality only those who have been there can understand. My prayer was answered.

I understand your confusion. I understand why you may be sitting there assuming I just made a typo, but I assure you that I meant what I said. My prayer was answered. See, God doesn’t always answer the prayers that we pray with our mouths because He doesn’t hear those prayers through the ears of a man. In other words, the answers we receive are often not the answers for which we prayed. In my case; I prayed for a reconnection to my wife but what I received was the answer to the prayer I should have been praying. I received freedom from the separate path my life had taken from that of my wife. I was granted a relationship with my son that would not have been possible in the home for which I blindly prayed. God answered my prayers by giving me a home where I had only had a house. I received a love my ex-wife is simply not capable of delivering, and in return I’m able to give the kind of love my ex-wife ran from. The path I was set upon with the pounding of that gavel is so much better than the one for which I prayed. The life I now live is infinitely better than the one I “lost” yet my prayers were prayed with the self-serving desires of a man.

Our country is in a similar predicament right now. We’re praying for the defeat of Barack Hussein Obama in November. Many of us, myself included, pray for an extremely lopsided statement when the votes are all counted. We pray for the defeat of a man. Obama has become the face of our resentment. He has become the enemy in our prayers of protection. He has become the illness in our prayers of health. He has become the threat in our prayers of safety, but for what are we actually praying? Respect. We’re really praying for respect.

America has been slapped in the face by the popularity contest that has taken over our once great government. We have lost a lot of the respect around the world that once made us so enviable. Our prayers are that the respect once given to the United States by the rest of the globe be restored. We don’t want it to be restored because of our might. We’ve seen where those attempts have gotten us. We don’t want the world to respect us because of our ability to destroy, but rather for our ability to contribute. We pray that the world can once again respect the uniquely American freedom to dream, design, develop, and deliver our ideas through the intense scrutiny of our equally unique free market. We pray that the rest of the world respect our unique history, not at the expense of their own but as a complement to it. We pray that the rest of the world respect our sovereignty and let go of the belief that America is dependent upon them.

We pray that respect for our government be restored, both inside and out. Men and women were once proud to say that they worked for the Federal Government, not embarrassed. I would personally rather tell someone that I get paid to sponge-bathe Ruth Bader Ginsberg than to ever tell them that I work for the GSA, but it wasn’t always like that. Federal employment can once again become something worthy of pursuit, not a position guaranteed by union loyalty. Obama’s presidency has cast an incredibly bright light on the fact that American politics have become a popularity contest as opposed to the board meeting they should be. The prayers that we are praying are for the defeat of Obama but what we’re really asking for is someone who will respect the office of President of The United States of America more than they respect themselves. We’re praying for someone who will stand in awe of the office. Someone who will treat the office as if it is not his to lose. We want someone who will treat that office as if any disrespect shown to it is disrespect to each and every citizen under its scope, not just to the man sitting behind its Resolute Desk. We’re praying for someone who will wake up every day with a passion and a drive to make America great, regardless of ideology. We’re praying for someone who can truly make the President worthy of respect.

We’re praying that our next President will respect the American people enough to treat them like equals, not underlings or subordinates. We’re praying for a President who respects America’s ability to defeat any failure. One who respects the fact that America’s unique freedom and determination enhance our chances of greatness. We pray for a President who acknowledges our Faith as more than an antiquated tradition and respects the guarantees that Faith provides.

Prayers will be answered in November but the real question is whether or not we will recognize them. Some of those prayers may have already been answered. Are we smart enough to recognize them if they aren’t answered exactly as we prayed? Are we smart enough to realize that Obama is just the face of a much bigger opponent? Can we look past selfish interests, revenge fueled hatred, and ideological indignation long enough to define the often mentioned “greater good.” It’s more than just a clever, emotion sparking catch-phrase. The greater good would have signed off on the Keystone Project. The greater good would not have cared about the American Burying Beetle, and they sure as heck wouldn’t have given away thousands of jobs so that Warren “Buffet-Rule” Buffett could continue transporting oil on his trains as long as Warren “Buffett-Rule” Buffett went out in public saying he wanted to pay more taxes. America deserves better than what we’ve allowed ourselves to become.

The prayer we should all be praying is that we be allowed to show the world we are still worthy of their respect. We should be praying for the chance to live in an America where more pride is taken from the job than the paycheck.

The verse at the beginning of this article prays that “others” will step up and replace “him.” Notice it didn’t say “another” but rather “others.” The prayers God intends to answer will not be done through one man or one candidate. The prayers God intends to answer will be done through ALL of us…..even those who feel as though they have “lost” on November 7th. No matter who sits in the Oval Office, we’re all still Americans and it’s time we start respecting what that means.

As always, thanks for playing…..and praying.

J Robert Giles

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Tuesday, April 10, 2012

More Out Of Touch Than Cooties…..

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“Getting rid of a delusion makes us wiser than getting hold of a truth.” - Ludwig Borne

This particular date on the calendar always brings about that special kind of morbid nostalgia in my life. Every year, I’m taken back to a special yet terrifying point in my life. A point that led to a few of the beliefs to which I currently cling. I was just a kid so a lot of the grown-up world was confusing and left up to my own interpretation. Those interpretations were often made through the lenses of youthful innocence.

1979 was a confusing year for a curious six year old kid. What the heck is inflation and why are so many people obsessed with it? It’s all I heard on the TV. I saw the word on the front of those fake newspapers they sold at the checkout lines in the local Albertson’s grocery store. I heard grown-ups complaining about the price of gas and the fact that we seem to be running out of it. Why can’t we get more gas? My parents assumed I was ignoring the stories I heard as they watched the news because I sure as heck ignored their instructions to do my chores on a regular basis. The truth is that I heard all those stories, I just preferred to interpret them on my terms.

I remember Three Mile Island. I couldn’t comprehend the concept of radiation, but I did understand the fact that there had been an accident at a place with the word “nuclear” in it’s title. To me…..”nuclear” meant “blowing up the world” so I just assumed it was time to make peace with those I had wronged. At dinner that night, I ate my vegetables without being told to do so. Another frequent topic in the news those days was President Carter. The man seemed to invoke facial ticks in my father. Despite my young age, I too believed that Jimmy Carter was a wimp. He used that southern charm to convince people bad was good. He sounded like Huckleberry Hound but in reality, he was just a big old bushel of weakness. The President was supposed to be strong, powerful, and able to defeat all enemies. Everything I knew about kings, leaders, and great military men of history was that they had all performed some kind of heroic deed. My dad was the benchmark as he had just finished flying fighter jets for the Air Force. Heroes were men who had fought wars, won fights, explored uncharted lands, or defeated a determined enemy. Carter was none of those things. When the story of Jimmy Carter and the Swamp Rabbit hit the airwaves, all hope was lost. The man was a wimp.

America needed a leader. They needed a man who would lead, not follow. They needed a man who was slowly but surely starting to make waves on the campaign trail. I got my first taste of what leadership really means on this date in 1979. It was mid-afternoon in Wichita Falls, Texas and my Mom was two and a half hours away in Dallas for a class. My grandparents were coming into town the next day, so my Dad had run up to the bakery at the end of Fairway Boulevard to get some of the Cinnamon Raisin Bread my GrandBob loved so much. My brother and I were watching Popeye and eating a TV dinner when the programming was interrupted.

The sky was black. Not black like it is at night, but black like it would be if someone threw a thick blanket over the sun. There was a certain hue of temporary to the odd colors surrounding our house. A grayish luminescence alerting me to the fact that the calm afternoon I had been enjoying at recess earlier that day was long gone. The trees were bowing to the incoming force and all their leaves were turned over exposing their lighter colored underbellies as if shielding against an attack. As I stood looking out our sliding glass door into the back yard, the landscape was completely unfamiliar. I watched a large bird struggling to fly against the force of the wind. I remember wondering why the bird didn’t land and protect itself……and then BAM…..something big struck the bird and abruptly ended its ill-advised flight. Then it stopped. The debris dropped from the sky and there was an eerie calm in the air. The wind stopped. The hail stopped. The sirens stopped. It seemed like any other day except for the fact that every hair on my arm and neck were standing at rigorous attention. Goosebumps covered my flesh. This was the kind of calm a convicted killer feels in the seconds before the switch is thrown. A tornado was coming.

My little brother Ryan and I had been taught early and often in the Texas School System that preparation saves lives. We had dragged our mattresses into the hallway just as we had been instructed to do. We were under them but staring down the hallway at the TV. Woody Woodpecker had just started but its flickering images provided only a focal point to keep us distracted during the terror. The sounds that followed will never be forgotten. I hugged Ryan tightly as what sounded like a fleet of runaway locomotives hovered over our heads. The electricity went out and Ryan began to cry. He was only 3 at the time and this was one of the few times in his life where he ever shown fear. It was the first time in my life I ever felt like Ryan’s protector. The glass around the house began to shatter and sounds I hope to never hear again began to fill my ears just as Dad came bursting through the front door. He ran immediately into his own bedroom and dragged his own king sized mattress into the hallway. It was then that I noticed the two strangers he had brought with him. Two strangers that needed shelter and were offered such by my father when it would have been just as easy to fly past them and worry only about his own safety. They survived an ordeal that would have most assuredly ended their lives had it not been for the budding Giles family. Dad’s presence and enveloping arms allowed me to cry and panic like the terrified six year old I truly was. All hell officially broke loose in those moments. It wasn’t like it is often portrayed in the movies. There were no distant screams from unfamiliar throats. There were horrific, indescribable sounds. The sounds of brick, metal, glass, and wood being ripped apart by an unstoppable force. It was horrifying.

Then, just as quickly as it started, it ended. The sounds could still be heard, but there was a saddening and yet comforting distance in their tones. The sounds were now being injected into the lives of people in distant, unfamiliar neighborhoods. We slowly emerged from the protection of our mattresses. I half expected to find open sky over my head, but our home was mostly intact. The rest of the town and even some of our direct neighbors didn’t fare so well. But we survived. The leadership came in the following days. By the way, we still have no idea who those strangers were.

Leadership came in the form of the people who weren’t afraid to face the task at hand. The sounds of chainsaws and hammers filled the air for weeks. With no power and the primitive communications systems of the late seventies, clean-up was difficult but hard work triumphed over tragedy as it so often does. Those who waited for someone else to come take care of them got back to normal at a much later date than those who were willing to get in there and get their hands dirty. Those who gathered in cowardly circles and leveled their collective blame against someone else for what nature had delivered missed some terrific life lessons. Until that storm hit, I had been under the delusion that my world was insulated from the horror I saw on the news. Suddenly, my world was the news. I saw the strength of men and women not ideology and charm. I saw the resolve of a community working together, not one suckling at the teat of handouts and unjustified expectations. I saw REAL hope and change on the horizon as our country waved goodbye to one of its weakest leaders and all of the broken promises, failed expectations, and empty facades of accomplishment he left in his wake. I cheered with all the understanding my youth would permit as the rebuilding of Wichita Falls, Texas coincided nicely with the rise of one of our country’s strongest leaders.

Flash forward to today: History truly has a way of repeating itself. I believe our current President is just as weak as Jimmy Carter, but the similarities don’t end there. The lessons I learned in the nightmare of Terrible Tuesday, as it has come to be known in Wichita Falls, reached far beyond the destruction of that powerful storm. Where I had interpreted weakness, Terrible Tuesday delivered examples of strength. Those who sat back and waited for someone else to fix the problems delivered by that storm are the ones who would vote for His Barackness in November. The people who climbed up on their roofs with a hammer and some shingles while waiting for the insurance company to get to them…..those were the ones with a clear vision of reality. Those were the ones with a sense of personal responsibility. Those were the people who realized that it is NOT the job of government to run their lives. Those people had no room for fairy tales…..they lived in reality.

Just this past Friday, while speaking at what the White House is calling the “Forum on Women and The Economy,” Obama stated that after his daughters were born, he and Michelle – both Harvard Law graduates – couldn’t afford the “luxury” of having her stay at home with the children. Just so we’re clear…..Michelle Obama made $316,000 per year in those days. Obama was earning $168,000 from the US Taxpayer. He went on to say that he knew Michelle “felt guilty” when she was at home with the girls because she wasn’t giving enough time to work. She had a heavy “burden” in those days because of the busy travel schedule of His Barackness.

Are you kidding me? Are we supposed to take this nonsense and believe that the life of a Senator and a highly paid University of Chicago Medical School “Executive Director of Community and External Affairs” somehow relate to the struggles of a normal family? Barack Hussein Obama is so far out of touch with reality, he reminds me of that bird I watched struggling against the wind as that tornado rolled into Wichita Falls 33 years ago today. He believes the nonsense that flows from his mouth just as much as that bird believed he would outrun the storm if he just flapped his wings hard and fast enough. He ignores the reality that surrounds him and believes his ideological instinct will overpower any opponent’s so called “logic.” In reality, the American people are heaving big old pieces of debris into the wind. Obama has skillfully avoided them thus far, but he has suffered some “structural damage” along the way. He’s bruised, but determined. We tossed the debris of his birth certificate into the air, but it only scratched him. We tossed Solyndra into the spiraling nightmare, but it only grazed his wing. We launched the Fast and Furious case, consistently “adjusted” jobs numbers, and the incineration prone Chevy Volt at him but he navigated his way through their debris trails with only superficial wounds. The Supreme Court may soon deliver a rather crippling blow if they strike down Obama’s legacy, but the big piece of flying debris that will knock His Barackness and his ideology out of the sky forever will be the will of the American people on November 6, 2012.

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J Robert Giles

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Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Will You Sign…..

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“Propaganda is that branch of the art of lying which consists in nearly deceiving your friends without quite deceiving your enemies.” - F.M. Cornford

The following is an open letter to President Barack Hussein Obama. In it, eight of the accomplishments by which Obama justifies the idea of his reelection are addressed. Read through the letter. If you would like your own copy to print and mail…..please let me know. (JRobertGiles@hotmail.com) At the very least, take the time to share this article with your friends, family, and anyone else who might agree with its content. The election is distracting us from what needs to take place after its dust settles. There will be a LOT of work to do after _______________ is sworn into office but _______________ will not be able to do it on his own. It will take each and every one of us. Enjoy and please share the following letter.

President Barack Hussein Obama

1600 Pennsylvania Avenue

Washington D.C. USA

March 14, 2012

Dear President Obama,

While I hold the office to which you were elected to occupy over the last three and a half years in the highest possible regard, I feel that I must question your personal recollections of that time. In fact, I feel as though I would be remiss in the most basic of my civic duties if I were to fail in this essential task. Mr. President, the respect you demand does not come with the simple attainment of title. When your record or ideology is questioned, such action does not equate to weakness, stubbornness, idiocy, small mindedness, or stupidity. In fact, I would submit to you that continued support for failed theory might be more suitable to such labeling. Mr. President, I pray that the man calling himself the leader of MY country would have the courage to address at least a few of the following concerns.

1. You claim that there have been 3.9 million jobs created under your command. (Source: http://www.barackobama.com/record/economy?source=issues-nav) You also claim to have an undying love for all things fair. If we’re being “fair,” shouldn’t we compare your unemployment numbers to the same measures by which your predecessor was held? See, your numbers are based on a labor force that is much smaller than the one by which other President’s have been measured. That’s manipulative and dishonest at best. On January 1, 2009 the labor force was estimated at 142,187,000. (Dept. of Labor). Last month, that number stood at 142,065,000. (Also, Dept. of Labor). So the labor force has shrunk under your command? Unlikely. Meanwhile, the population has increased by over 8 million people. (Census Bureau) How does one go up so significantly but the other decreases? It wouldn’t have anything to do with a President who is terrified of revealing true and accurate employment numbers in an election year, would it? You know the numbers will be revealed eventually, right? You’re not saving your legacy; you’re covering up its decay with temporary patchwork.

2. You say that we must “out-educate” the rest of the world, yet your education policies have favored only the unions to which you owe personal loyalty. Mr. President, your personal loyalties are very different from those of a real parent. You’re not a real parent in that your children will be safe, secure, and accepted for the rest of their lives. That most common of parental worry has been removed from your horizon. Those of us who live out here in that vast world beyond your ideology have very different loyalties and aspirations for our children. You dictate how, where, and when my children should learn yet you wouldn’t dare send your own daughters to a school run by the unions with whom you enjoy a reciprocal relationship. Give us the choice, Mr. President. Let us “out-educate” the rest of the world. The ones with whom we must compete do not have to overcome heavy-handed union interference.

3. You claim victory in the “agreements” you made with American auto-makers, yet there is no mention in that announcement of the mammoth failures entwined within the web of those so-called victories. We need jobs and lower gas prices, Mr. President. We’re hurting. The people for whom you were elected to provide leadership are hurting and your stance is that we need to be more patient and wait to see your brilliance unfold. Well, sir…..with all due respect…..your fairy-tale ideas are pure, unadulterated, hogwash. Nobody wants a Chevy Volt. Americans are notoriously adventurous, but those things are a little bit too much of a gamble. Plus, as Newt Gingrich so eloquently noted; “you can’t put a gun-rack in a Volt!” Stop pushing your ideals down our throats. We’ll get there. We’ll one day realize your dreams of battery operated cars, but only after the vehicles themselves have survived the strict filters of public demand and opinion, not when a President loyal only to liberal orthodoxy dictates it to be so. Offshore drilling has decreased by 53% during your time in office and your answer is algae? Is that what Ted Kennedy was doing in 1969? Was he working on the Chevy Chappaquiddick? You promise an “all-of-the-above” approach to energy, but as is so often the case, your actions contradict your promises. Keystone would have brought with it jobs, oil, and independence yet you struck it down for political reasons. North Dakota has enough oil to export and bring in trillions of dollars to offset your reckless spending, yet you ignore their success because it came in spite of your restrictions and overbearing regulations.

4. Mr. President, you have chosen to make “Equal Rights” one of your biggest issues, yet your definition of ‘equal’ is a bit skewed. You say you have “taken steps to level the playing field so that everybody plays by the same rules.” Sir, isn’t that kind of like saying that Tonya Harding was trying to “level the playing field” with Nancy Kerrigan? You see, everybody is NOT equal. In order for America to succeed, competition must filter out the weak. The NFL would not exist if everyone in the country was given playing time. Limitations must be accepted and taken into consideration. Otherwise, we’re left with even more entitled little snots living in tents, pooping in our streets, disrupting commerce, and demanding the fruits of another man’s labor. Your idea of a “level playing field” did not work for Russia and it will never work in a free America.

5. You claim success in the Affordable Care Act. The fact that you continue to call it the “Affordable Care Act” tells us just how far out of touch with our reality you have actually become. It’s ObamaCare and it is socialism. Plain and simple. My health is my business, not yours. What I eat is my business, not Michelle’s. If I want to pay for contraceptives, I’ll do so. I will buy MY OWN contraceptives. I will not ask anyone else to do it for me and I will NEVER accept your assertion that my Church should bend to your will. The Church will always be stronger than your earthly ideology, Mr. President. You say that ObamaCare will reduce costs to millions of Americans but you refuse to release real premium estimates until after the election. Now why would you do that? It wouldn’t be because the atrociously high costs of your “affordable” health coverage would all but guarantee your defeat in November, would it?

6. You claim victories in the area of National Security, yet the victories are not yours to claim. The victories you claim are like New York Giants fans saying “We” won the Super Bowl. You were there in an official capacity, sure, but the victories came with the risk, blood, and sacrifice of men with bravery you couldn’t summon with voodoo and a certified witch doctor. You can’t claim victory and apologize to an enemy in the same breath. You can’t claim victory but skulk away from the responsibility and accountability when it comes to a man with serious psychological issues being sent into a combustible scenario. Those things happened under your watch too. The victories you claim were made possible by the efforts of others. You have some good ideas for streamlining the United States Military, but the way you’re going about it is reckless. You don’t ask our military to pay more for their benefits and then provide the Gitmo detainees with a $750,000, taxpayer funded soccer field. By the way, didn’t you campaign on the absolute promise to close Gitmo in 2008? How’s that promise working out for us?

7. Your stance on taxes is based in more ideology. This idea of a level playing field is not the reality that a free-market system supports. In free-markets, demand and creativity drive profits. No matter what your advisors tell you, you do not have the right to dictate when a company has made “too much money.” It doesn’t matter how strongly you may disagree with the product, services, or governing policies of that company…..their profits should only be limited by the market to which their product appeals. Again, that appeal and demand will come from the free will of the American people, not regulations and snide remarks about those who have worked their butts off to attain the wealth you yourself hide from your loyal Obamunists. You are NOT a poor working citizen, Mr. Soetero. You are Barack Hussein Obama. You are rumored to be looking to personally purchase the home once owned by Katherine Hepburn for $18 million. How many of those “middle class” families do you think can relate to that plight? Rumors like that don’t get started around us “regular folks.”

8. Lastly, we receive word this morning that, under your command, the US Fish and Wildlife Service has issued a permit to the Northern Arapahoe tribe of Wyoming to “hunt and kill two American Bald Eagles as part of their religious freedom. Sir, I will spare you the pain of having to read all the myriad Fluke-ing contradictions contained within that statement and simply ask you a question: Can you imagine the backlash a Republican President would receive for such actions? Is that a “level playing field?”

Thank you for your time and consideration, Mr. President. I will anxiously await your response. I sincerely hope that you can read this message through the eyes of the people you have sworn to protect and the history you have been asked to preserve. To attack this message through the eyes of your own personal agenda would only highlight your inability to connect with those of us suffering under your command.

Sincerely,

The American People

1 Peter 5:10 – And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you.

Restoration, confirmation, strengthening, and establishment are due to arrive on November 7, 2012.

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J Robert Giles

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Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Let Go Of My Country….

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“Aim above morality. Be not simply good, be good for something.” - Henry David Thoreau

In Monday’s article we looked at what is really necessary to correct the course on which our country is now travelling. The needs go far beyond the 2012 Presidential Election and politics in general. The Election is just the first game of the season, but there are a lot more to go.

In the fall of 1991, Coach William Randolph of Fishburne Military School stood in the stagnant air of the visitor’s locker room at Randolph Macon Military Academy in Central Virginia. His anxious team huddled around him, most seated. His face was visibly agitated as he stumbled for the words to launch them out into competition. The entire team was well aware of the fact that it had been a long, long time since Fishburne had tasted victory against that day’s opponent. His face reddened as he began to speak. “Today is their Homecoming Day. They invited us here to play them on their Homecoming Day. Do you gentlemen have any idea what that means?” The veins in his neck were now at a distractingly visible bulge. “They invited us here because they thought we would make a nice starter to the festivities of their weekend! They thought we would just lay down and let them march victoriously off to their Homecoming Dinner with a big smile on their face! Well guess what, men….dinner is about to get up off the table and gnaw on their throats! We are NO ONE’s scheduled victory! We are NO ONE’s commencement ceremony! They can have their party, but the mood will be somber. Their bodies will be bruised. Victory will be absent.”

Randolph Macon was soundly defeated that day, and Fishburne went on to win the Conference Championship that season. Coach Randolph’s screaming, spitting words still ring out in my ears whenever I need motivation. It wasn’t just the words that inspired the team that day, it was the passion behind them. It was the level of emotion his words were able to inspire in us that ultimately delivered victory. (After the game, we were able to laugh about the fact that Coach Randolph was the only injury of that game. He punched a tree at half-time to motivate us. Laughter is often very motivating!) The point of the story is that we are a country in desperate need need of motivation. We need someone who believes in us and is willing to fight alongside us as we battle a formidable opponent. Now, it would be easy to assume that America is the team and the President is our coach in this little metaphor. That’s how we’ve been programmed. Switch it. No longer do we take our orders from our elected officials. We’re here to take back what a corrupt and incredulous government has taken from us. Like we said yesterday, jerk the wheel to the right before we Sheen ourselves over a cliff! Determine our own course of action and demand nothing less than absolute adherence by our elected officials.

We the people who continue to work our tails off in order to survive in the nightmare of today’s reality have become the underdogs. We are the ones that the left dares to laugh at. They have deployed a brilliant game plan over the past decade or so, you have to give it to them. They duped us. They attacked our weaknesses and it is now time to fight back. It is time to fight for our morals. Whether you are religious or not, it is time to put theological differences aside and demand better from our world. Whitney Houston, Michael Jackson, and Amy Winehouse lived lives completely void of morality yet in their deaths we are ordered to believe