...Anyway, as in most NY towns, the people are still human—the majority just as nice and warm as you'll find anywhere else in America—but more worn down by the space lizards and pod people (SLaPPs) after decades of trying to live up to the "Empire State" designation. As I mentioned in my New Pilgrim Chronicles experience traveling through Massachusetts, there's a strong correlation between high taxes (Mass and NY have a sales tax approaching 10%, an income tax of that magnitude, too) and dead businesses and the foundational loss of the enterprising spirit...
Movie Review: Stop-Loss: Painful view of Iraqi war's true-life
It's simply awful. How does one describe it? It's like a perpetual SWAT team raid on marijuana smokers who shoot back. But it's in real-people neighborhoods, too, people who speak a funny language. Often the victims of the no-knock pursuits are women and children, noncombatants who live in bombed out shacks that used to be homes. Yes, this is a good war... for the glory of Liberty and Liberty's Christian Deity. All the women and children who perish from grenades and bullets are getting what they deserve for having had to live under a horrible Mideast dictator. You're welcome. Just be glad that you're the innocent victims.
Still the cost in American-soldier carnage is high, too. Many die. For a glorious purpose! But many more are horribly injured, such as Private Rodriguez.
[full review ]
One of the purposes of art and journalism, is to engage us intellectually and emotionally. This work apparently has fulfilled that function as there is a wide variety of commentary on the piece, ranging from support to opposition. Here I address issues raised by those who still maintain that the government of the United States was absolutely founded on the Christian faith and that there is no such thing as a secular law, though the origins of the word "secular" goes back to the times of the Romans ... [full commentary]
Anyway, our quota-number came up .. and we left for Bremen. Again, we were living in the Kaserne, waiting to be shipped out to the United States of America. In those times, the U.S. shipped its soldiers to Germany and brought the Displaced Persons (DPs) to America. Most of us slept in the soldier cots..... [more]
When young and innocent,
we think that age
is a record in old books,
somewhere on the very last page.
When finally being ten,
and convinced that we know it all
we consider those at twenty,
near the end and ready to fall.
However, when twenty,
dashing, daring, unbending, brave and bold,
we consider those at thirty to be
either over the hill, or most certainly too old... [full poem]
But then that other Bush ascended to the throne. The Neocons came home to roost, proceeding to spend/borrow our money like drunken sailors, making up wars and war crimes that most of us had never imagined. [main]
Walter Block once wrote a book called Defending the Undefendable, where he basically argued that so many that society legally marginalizes are in fact the best friends of liberty... [main]
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The latest three book reviews.
Most of the books reviewed by the Coffee Coaster have some relevance to political or philosophical or spiritual development. Occasionally, as with the John D. MacDonald or Tony Hillerman literature, just good clean, intelligent fun. For any of these book reviews, please share your comments with me on the Coffee Coaster blog or send us a letter to the editor.
... whether the Constitution be one thing or another, this much is certain—that it either authorized such a government as we have had, or has been powerless to prevent it. In either case, it is unfit to exist.[main]
Quite a revelation, needs to be read by every American who wants to apply the income tax law correctly, consistent with liberty.[main]
Quote of the Week
[main] Give me control of a nationís money and I care not who makes its laws.
ó Mayer Amschel Bauer Rothschild
This Week's Special Message
Because of its importance, this message will recur for several weeks in the Beaniegram. Two vital books exist for Americans to read and digest as quickly as possible:
The first is a book I've reviewed by G. Edward Griffin that dissects the Federal Reserve System: The Creature from Jekyll Island. Not only does Mr. Griffin explain clearly where the money went and how the theft was accomplished, he explains the sociology of the deception. You will learn that war is the ultimate moneymaker for the elites behind the curtain of the Fed, and that we will only achieve peace and liberty when we stop feeding the Beast of the moneychangers... i.e. the Oligarchy. [main]
Relative to unfeeding 'the Beast,' the second vital book is by Peter Hendrickson: Cracking the Code: The fascinating truth about taxation in America. Equally remarkable and more directly useful, Pete—thanks to digital technology, he was able to track down every reference in federal revenue statutes and regulatory codes—patiently explains that the so-called
income tax is not a direct tax... and that it was never legally enacted as one. [According to the Constitution, direct taxes are only permitted via apportionment.] Thus, unless you are a federal employee or official, or employed by a federal corporation, your earnings are not income as defined in the law. [main]
Further, federal and state treasury departments, obeying the law, have refunded more than $10 million to thousands of individuals who have filed corrected returns. What this means is the vast majority of Americans now stand at the threshold of ending the tyranny of the IRS and getting their lives and wealth and freedom back. Simply by standing up for the rule of law and insisting on its compliance by government. Please read my review for more details.
These two books frame the issue of restoring our republic. For honorable mention as key books, I would like to include my own Sacred Nonaggression Principle, which is currently in rewrite for friendliness, and Eckhart Tolle's classic, The Power of Now.
Did our fathers die on the beaches of Normandy so we would cave to mandatory seat-belt laws, smoking bans, drug testing, and 0.08 BAL? (etc.)
"Son, I'm never going to wear a seat belt; it's my right as an American to drive as and how I choose—[Dad was a highly skilled driver who would probably, eventually have come to wear seatbelts voluntarily]. It violates everything I believe in... and fought for. I won't do it, I won't pay the fine, and they can put me in jail 'til the cows come home."
For the previous 30 years Memorial Day has always had a somber quality for me: My father, Truman, a WWII veteran, died on May 28, 1978, Memorial Day Weekend—I was 28 years old at the time. [Then, to make it even sadder, last year we lost my brother, Forrest, also a veteran, possibly to the same heart condition that killed my dad.]
Memorial Day was to commemorate Union soldiers who had died in the Civil War, then later expanded to remember all those who have given their lives for their country in military service. And though technically neither my dad nor my brother perished while fighting for their country, I feel the holiday belongs to them and, more important, to any American who stands for, argues for, fights for, and is willing to die for American liberty—the principles embodied in the Bill of Rights and the Constitution... [full column]
My dear young man, your today's, (April 20th.) Headline: "Springtime and the Motor
City.." surely took me back
to the days of yester-year when the every-day living was uncomplicated. When not
everybody had a car available,
but there were City busses and street-cars to take you where ever you needed to go.
When the kids walked to
school and walked home again for blocks on end. When neighbors were friendly to one
another, when the house-door was only locked up at night,or when one had to go away.
When our mother took the bus with a few transfers
from Harper and Gratiot down to the Windsor-Tunnel, crossed over to Windsor to visit
the St. Church.. all on her
own.. without being afraid! When my mother'nlaw took the bus from Mack to the
Down-Town Market, across from
Stroh's-Brewery,) where almost everything was available.. from flowers to sausages
to baskets..by Hirt's.
When at Christmas-time we took a evening-ride to Outer-Drive.. from Gratiot to
Grosse-Pointe to admire in "ah" the over thousands and thousands of
Christmas-lights..illuminating house upon house. I clearly remember
the very first Christmas-time in this Country, (we arrived here in the United
States on December 13th. 1951)
when my friend Henry took me for a ride up and down on Gratiot Avenue. And not
knowing any better I asked him
...who was paying the bill for all those lights?? (Of course my question was in the
told me, I was totally surprised that people were able to afford all this
Brian, I agree with you that times have changed so drastically, we can't recognize
our once beautiful Detroit- City.
Looking at the "other side of the coin".. what went wrong within the System that
then Mayor Coleman Young
told us..( the whitee,) ..to get out .. and consider 8 Mile Road the deviding line..
At that time he spoke up for his
people ..the Black's .. they were at that time looked on as "second Class
Citizens.") Surely if we want to be fair,
we have to agree on that , or at least admit to that. . . (I experienced that
Anyway Brian, you are providing a great service to all of us people, by giving us a
chance to "UN-LOAD".
Keep it up.. stay happy and STAY SAFE!!!
Please remember me to your dear "MOM" whom I remember very fondly.
With my very best regards to you.