Now that we are in the year 2010, those of us that are unhappy with the direction Congress is moving our Country are looking for change. Not the stupid, Socialist “Change That We Can Believe In” crap that President Obama is trying to ram down our throats. We are looking more for the kind of change that will make America great, once again. Over the past few weeks I have discussed with many of my friends Common Sense ideas and suggestions that we believe will help the GOP get back on track as the party of choice for Conservatives. I have been a voter that has voted Republican over 90% of the time. The other 10% of the time I voted for CONSERVATIVE Democrats. I voted for Bob Barr in the last election because John McCain is, in my opinion, a RINO. If the GOP keeps supporting less than CONSERVATIVE candidates then you will continue to be in the minority in Congress. This is a mainly CONSERVATIVE country that is tired of this over-bloated, over-taxing, over-spending and unaccountable Federal Government. Did you not see the close to 1 million pissed off Americans in DC on Sept 12th that want their country to go back to it’s conservative roots? Why are we even discussing the further expansion of the Federal Government (Obama Health care) when our Federal budget is so out of balance? What has happened to common sense? Please make the GOP more CONSERVATIVE!!!!

I am hoping in the 2010 election that the GOP gets together and has a strategy similar to the 1994 election with the Contract with America. There are some Common Sense issues that I believe will resonate with the majority of Americans. First let me say that right now, in my opinion, Congress is thought of as a bunch of self-serving, self-aggrandizing, contemptible, loathsome bunch of dolts. I could open the phone book and randomly select 535 persons that would do a better job. Why do I think this? If I have to explain myself then that makes my statement true. Just a few points illustrate my argument. Un-balanced budgets, Social Security, the Congressional Retirement program, you don’t read bills you vote for, and bills that are not enumerated in the Constitution just to name a few points.

With the previous statement being posted how about you run on several issues:

1.) Balance the Federal Budget

2.) Cut Taxes by passing the FairTax

3.) Get Congress off their current retirement Program

4.) Only Pass Bills that are Enumerated by the Constitution

5.) Vote on only One Bill at a Time and Read the Bills You Vote On!

6.) Term Limits

7.) No Amnesty for ILLEGAL Immigrants!

8.) Eliminate Earmarks/Pork/Special Spending/Whatever you call it

I could name a few more because there are so many things Congress does that it should NOT be doing. So, please try and use some of these suggestions because they really resonate with many people that I know that want our Country to be strong and not a fiscal liability upon our children and grand children.

Putin asks to call Russia and talks for 5 minutes. When he was finished the devil informs him that the cost is a million dollars, so Putin writes him a check.

Next Queen Elizabeth calls England and talks for 30 minutes.
When she was finished the devil informs her that cost is 6 million dollars, so Queen Elizabeth writes him a check.

Finally George Bush gets his turn and talks for 4 hours.
When he was finished the devil informed him that there would be no charge for the call and to feel free to call the USA anytime.

When Putin hears this he goes ballistic and asks the devil why Bush got to call the USA free.

The devil replied, ¨Since Obama became president of the USA, the country has gone to hell, so naturally it’s a local call.

Amazing Contrast

Grounds following the 912 tea party vs 2009 Inaugural.

Thanks to Brent Teichman for the 912 photos.

Mary Jo Kopechne and Chappaquiddick: America’s Selective Memory

It was just a car accident, really, albeit one involving alcohol, excessive speed, and the late-night machinations of a married man partying with an unmarried woman. Although traffic fatalities happen all-too-frequently in this country, the reverberations of this one reached far beyond the families of the driver who escaped without injury and the passenger who perished. There’s no way to know for sure, but the accident at Dike Bridge on Chappaquiddick Island on July 18, 1969 probably cost Edward M. Kennedy the presidency. It certainly cost Mary Jo Kopechne her life.

The one-car mishap was Teddy Kennedy’s fault, of course, no one disputes that. And his actions that followed – not summoning emergency personnel who might have saved her life, the cover-up of the facts, not even reporting the accident until the following morning – likely would have landed a man without political connections in prison. That thought has stuck in the craw of Kennedy critics and assorted conservatives for forty years. It was heartbreaking for her family and friends to experience the loss of a lovely, devout, and socially committed 28-year-old woman. For millions of Americans who never knew her, the tragic incident has fed a festering cultural grudge.

The idea that Edward M. Kennedy could be a viable national politician – let alone a much-admired and lionized political figure – has convinced millions of everyday citizens and succeeding generations of conservative activists that among the elites of academia, politics, and the media two standards of behavior exist: One for liberal Democrats and another for conservative Republicans. Along with sweeping changes in immigration law, soaring oratory, and strengthening the nation’s social safety net, this reservoir of class resentment is also part of Kennedy’s legacy.

Liberals in the media pretend not to see this. Or rather, they blame those who feel aggrieved. This very morning, my old friend James Fallows of The Atlantic Monthly employed the usual euphemisms about Kennedy’s behavior in his post – and then launched a preemptive strike against anyone who might view Teddy’s life with gimlet eyes. “A flawed man, who started unimpressively in life — the college problems, the silver-spoon boy senator, everything involved with Chappaquiddick — but redeemed himself, in the eyes of all but the committed haters, with his bravery and perseverance and commitment to the long haul,” Fallows wrote.

I like Jim Fallows, and stand in awe of Kennedy’s effectiveness as a politician myself. But hold on a minute: The “college problems” were serial cheating. The “silver-spoon” stuff, I suppose refers to, among other things, the speeding and reckless driving that ominously foreshadowed Chappaquiddick. And that phrase “redeeming himself in the eyes of all but the committed haters,” well, the problem with that is that to many people, redemption implies that a sinner has come clean.

Certain theological questions present themselves here, ones that are well above, as our president memorably said, the “pay grade” of most political writers. One of them is whether one can completely atone for a sin that is not truthfully confessed. Kennedy did say, in a wrenching 1976 interview with the Boston Globe, that his behavior that night was “irrational and indefensible and inexcusable and inexplicable.”

Americans are free to furnish their own adjectives. Here is what is known:

On July 18, 1969, Kennedy and five other men – all but one of whom was married – met six single young women who had worked on Robert Kennedy’s 1968 campaign. The women were known as the “Boiler Room Girls” for their tireless work in a windowless office in that ill-fated campaign. All of them, especially Teddy, had grieved hard when Bobby had been killed 15 months earlier. Although he was only 37 years of age, Teddy had lost all three of his brothers; two to assassin’s bullets, one in the skies over England in World War II. Mary Jo Kopechne had felt gut-shot by Bobby’s murder, too. For all of those people who met in the cottage in the island off Martha’s Vineyard, getting together must have been cathartic.

Sometime late at night after an evening of drinking, Kennedy and Kopechne went for a drive in his 1967 Oldsmobile. Kennedy placed the time he left at 11:15 p.m. A local cop who believed he saw the car put the time at 12:40 a.m. – significant at the time because Kennedy testified that he was taking Kopechne to a ferry that ran to Edgartown, a ferry that stopped running at midnight. In any event, Kennedy wasn’t headed toward the ferry landing when his car careened off Dike Bridge and into the inlet known as Poucha Pond; they were heading toward the beach.

Kennedy got out of the car alive, Mary Jo Kopechne did not. He said he dived down several times to try and rescue her, before walking back to the cottage where his friends were staying. To do so, he passed at least four houses with working telephones, including one 150 yards from the accident with a porch light on – as well as a firehouse with a pay phone. When he got to the cottage, none of the women were told what happened. According to the 763-page coroner’s inquest, this was just the first of a series of appalling decisions Kennedy made that night, decisions that stretch credulity.

First of all, he and two of the men, a cousin named Joseph Gargan and a friend named Paul Markham say they returned to the bridge to try and rescue Mary Jo. (If the Edgartown constable who believes he saw Kennedy was accurate, this was impossible.) Next, the men claimed that they drove Kennedy to the Chappaquiddick ferry landing, where he told them not to tell the other women for fear that they would try to rescue Mary Jo – at great peril to themselves – and assured them that he would report the incident to authorities. Then, the men said, Kennedy dove into the water and swam across the sound to Edgartown himself.

Upon reaching Edgartown, Kennedy went to his room at a local inn – it was now 2:25 a.m., — where he spent the night, and the following morning engaged in small talk about sailing with a local yachter and agreed to have breakfast with the man when Gargan and Markham showed up about 7:30. They asked him who he’d called about the accident only to receive the astounding reply: no one. Kennedy explained it this way at the inquest: “I just couldn’t gain the strength within me, the moral strength, to call Mrs. Kopechne at 2 in the morning and tell her that her daughter was dead.” But he hadn’t called the cops, either, and wouldn’t until 9 a.m.

Not reporting a fatal traffic accident is a felony in most places. On Martha’s Vineyard, if the driver is a Kennedy, it’s not even a matter of official curiosity: The local police chief never even asked Kennedy why he waited nine hours to report what had happened. The state of Massachusetts, citing Kennedy’s excessive speed on the bridge, suspended his license for six months. That was it.

For many Americans, myself included, this was a sad and strange event that did not define a man’s life. This attitude is especially true of those who had personal dealings with him, ranging from the high and mighty (George W. Bush) to the less exalted like myself. I had the chance to have lunch with Kennedy a couple of years ago when I was a teaching fellow for a semester at Harvard’s Institute of Politics, housed at the John F. Kennedy School of Government. Teddy was on the board of the IOP, and took an active interest in the center, the undergraduate students who populated it, and the fellows themselves. At lunch he was invariably charming and interesting.

Pete Wilson had the same reaction to Kennedy when he came to the Senate. I’d known Pete when he was mayor of San Diego and when he arrived in Washington as a newly elected Republican senator from California I went to see him in his ornate Capitol Hill office. “So who do you like the best of all the senators?” I asked. “Oh, that’s easy,” Pete said. “Ted Kennedy.”

Kennedy had paid a call on Wilson, offered him a cigar, and made him feel comfortable. He also asked the freshman from the other party about issues on which they had common interests to see how they could work together. President Bush told me a similar story at a White House Correspondents’ Association dinner in 2004. So did Nancy Reagan, after Ted Kennedy saved a moribund dinner honoring her husband with a bang-up speech lauding Ronald Reagan, a president he’d battled with relentlessly on policy.

That is why the Kennedy “haters,” to use James Fallows’ word, rarely seemed to include the Republicans who knew Teddy personally. Many ordinary Americans without access to the corridors of power saw it differently. They should not necessarily be discounted as wrong, either. In protesting Gerald Ford’s pardon of Richard Nixon, Kennedy thundered, “Is there one system of justice for the average citizen and another system for the high and mighty?” These words, uttered five years after Chappaquiddick, are ubiquitous on conservative websites where they are offered up as evidence, not only of Kennedy’s hypocrisy, but the mainstream media’s as well.

Similarly, to movement conservatives, Kennedy’s attack on Supreme Court nominee Robert Bork is offered up as a case study in the press’s historic double standard. Immediately after Bork’s July 1, 1987, nomination, Kennedy took to the Senate floor.

“Robert Bork’s America is a land in which women would be forced into back-alley abortions,” he said. “Blacks would sit at segregated lunch counters, rogue police could break down citizens’ doors in midnight raids, schoolchildren could not be taught about evolution, writers and artists could be censored at the whim of the Government, and the doors of the federal courts would be shut on the fingers of millions of citizens for whom the judiciary is — and is often the only — protector of the individual rights that are the heart of our democracy….”

It is an article of faith among conservatives that if a Republican senator had launched an attack this personal and vitriolic – not to mention wildly exaggerated – against a nominee named by a Democratic president that liberals would have gone ape and that the ladies and gentlemen of the Fourth Estate would have made the intemperate conduct of the Republican senator the main issue. The point is that Ted Kennedy surely earned the accolades he is receiving today. He also earned the disapproval he is receiving among Americans who saw him only from a distance, who judged him by his words and deeds, and found him wanting.

I believe Teddy Kennedy was aware of this reality, and accepted it. Twenty-nine years ago, after the inquest cast doubt on his version of events at Chappaquiddick, Kennedy briefly took issue with the report, then went about his duties: In a speech to a Boston business group, he lambasted Nixon’s decision to extend the Vietnam War into Cambodia, he consented to his first broadcast interview since Bobby Kennedy’s death, and he kept an appointment to narrate Aaron Copland’s Lincoln Portrait. As Time magazine noted at the time, this engagement included a bit of irony: The opening lines of Lincoln read by Kennedy that night included this passage. “Fellow citizens, we cannot escape history. We … will be remembered in spite of ourselves.”

http://www.politicsdaily.com/2009/08/26/mary-jo-kopechne-and-chappaquiddick-americas-selective-memory/

Uprising, by Muse

The paranoia is in bloom, the PR
The transmissions will resume
They’ll try to push drugs
Keep us all dumbed down and hope that
We will never see the truth around

Another promise, another scene, another
A package not to keep us trapped in greed
With all the green belts wrapped around our minds
And endless red tape to keep the truth confined

They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious

Interchanging mind control
Come let the revolution take it’s toll if you could
Flick the switch and open your third eye, you’d see that
We should never be afraid to die

Rise up and take the power back, it’s time that
The fat cats had a heart attack, you know that
Their time is coming to an end
We have to unify and watch our flag ascend

They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious

They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious

And God Bless our Military

who are protecting our Country and our Freedom.
Thanks To them, and their sacrifices we can celebrate the 4th of July

We must never forget who gets the credit for the freedoms we have,

of which we should be Eternally grateful.

I watched the flag
Pass by one day,
It fluttered in the breeze.

A young Marine Saluted it,
And then he stood at ease..

I looked at him in uniform
So young, so tall, so proud,
With hair cut square
And eyes alert
He’d stand out in any crowd.
I thought how many men
Like him
Had fallen through the years.
How many died on foreign soil
How many mothers’ tears?
How many pilots’ planes shot down?
How many died at sea
How many foxholes were soldiers’ graves?
No, freedom isn’t free

I heard the sound of Taps one night,
When everything was still,
I listened to the bugler play
And felt a sudden chill.

I wondered just how many times

That Taps had meant ‘Amen,’

When a flag had draped a coffin.
Of a brother or a friend.

I thought of all the children,
Of the mothers and the wives,
Of fathers, sons and husbands
With interrupted lives.

I thought about a graveyard
At the bottom of the sea
Of unmarked graves in Arlington.
No, freedom isn’t free.
Enjoy Your Freedom
& God Bless Our Troops

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That says it all.

Yes We Can!!

What A Great Country!

The Old

I am serious

Faces of America II

I mean business

The retired...

I will not grab my ankles!!

Faces of America

A young patriot

America

The Young

The Ticked