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Friday, September 12, 2014

Can rights be restored once they are gone?

"Hey, Martin," he called out across the room at a meeting I attended recently.

He walked closer so that no one would hear what he was about to say. "What chance do you give our survival as a nation?" he asked.

"Not much," I said, as I walked off.
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Thursday, September 11, 2014

Laying low today

It is Sept. 11, 2014, the anniversary of the terrorist attacks on our country at the World Trade Center, the Pentagon, and what would have been a devastating hit on the U.S. Capitol Building had it not been for the courageous passengers aboard who sent the plane catapulting into the countryside in Pennsylvania.

These anniversaries are necessary. I always watch TV specials about the attacks year by year, and I come away with the feeling that they just happened. I remember where I was, what I was doing, what I proceeded to do. I was working as a healthcare chaplain in a large hospital. I watched the second plane fly into the World Trade Center, as it happened. Later the chaplains gathered to watch the unfolding events.

We were as shocked and stunned as anyone. But we had a job to do. We had to get out there and comfort the sick and their families. We had to project a feeling of calm. Many patients were afraid of having their surgeries that day due to the uncertainty. But in the end all of them had their procedures done.

It was an exhausting day, to say the least. As a psychiatric chaplain I had the main responsibility for tending to psychiatric patients in our in-house facility, as well as our outpatient facility. As I led the group that day it was clear the patients wanted to talk about the attacks. Some were visibly terrified. So, we dealt with it by talking it through.

I remember all of this so clearly that it is as if it just happened today. I went home and reclined on the couch, totally spent emotionally and physically.

I have written about these events in much greater detail many times through the years. This year, other than what I already said, I will lay low. I don't want to be out and about on this day. I am keeping my own counsel, and I am keeping my thoughts close to the vest. But I have every intention of providing a remembrance of this horrific event for as long as I live. I will not spend one second talking who did it or what I think about them. I've done that many times. But for this year's remembrance I will only focus on the pain inflicted on our nation, on many of our citizens, and on me.

So, will I write an Examiner article today? I have no idea. If I do, it will have to be later on, and I will need to become aware of some vital news that must be reported. In that event, I will be back. If not, then I will remain silent.      

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Judge downplays Holder contempt citation

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Holder had refused to provide the Committee with key documents that had been subpoenaed in the ongoing investigation into the Obama administration's covert scheme to use ATF agents and criminals who would make "straw purchases" of illegal firearms in order to walk them across the southern border, placing them in the hands of drug cartel kingpins.
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Tuesday, September 09, 2014

Why the obsessive secrecy about illegal alien children?

As it has been widely reported nationally, the Obama administration has exhibited an obsessive secrecy about the location of illegal alien children who have crossed over the southern border by the tens of thousands. In the earlier days of the massive onslaught, local towns and cities in the southwest met the buses carrying the children with protests, forcing the buses to turn around. It is unknown whether or not this points to the main reason for the current secrecy, but it might.
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Blurred, fuzzy, and mad

Today my eyes are blurred. No worries, though. This is normal as they heal from the inflammation. Things look fuzzy up close. Kinda mad about that.

Anyway, I plan to write an Examiner article later. Got some important stuff to share. Check back with me later. And thanks.

Monday, September 08, 2014

Rights? You have no rights in a police state

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...law enforcement agencies have discovered a cash cow of multimillions of dollars, requiring innocent citizens to fork over even more cash to retain legal representation to get their money back. The costs can be enough to break the average family.
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Sunday, September 07, 2014

Yep, still here

I'm still here, yep yep yep.

Just thought I would say hello. Sorry about no posting today. Hope to be back on track tomorrow.

Have a restful Sunday evening.

Ugh! I hate to be such a downer, but it's gloom, despair, and agony on me, so much so I felt like taking a good barf

Ever been so nauseated that you thought that if only you could barf you would feel better? If you haven't, then spend a week with me. Every week that passes I will spend two days of it beset with nausea, living off of Dramamine.

Of course I will sleep very well those two days. So there are advantages.

I am not too keen on having to live this way, but when I think of all I want to do, or what God has called me to do, I am renewed in my determination to carry on until one day I will drop. I always said I prefer to kick the bucket with my boots on anyway.

The unfortunate part of it all is that when the nausea gets bad enough and when the Dramamine takes hold in an effective way, writing is the last thing I feel like doing. Energy is gone. And all I want to do is sleep. But after a couple days it's all over, and I am feeling okay again.

I hope to get back to a more permanent state of "being okay" in time. That is my intention, my prayer, and my hope. The better we all feel, the more we can give to the task that most assuredly is ahead of us in these dark and dangerous days that are filled with the most despicable evil, even in our own government.

We are going to be stuck with the most evil of these numbskulls even if Congress changes hands in November. The Republicans won't have enough of a majority to do what needs to be done -- impeach and clean house. And disinfect. So, even if the opposition gains a majority in the Senate, as well as the House, there still won't be enough of them to prevail in an attempt to impeach. We will need 60 votes but we will only have 53 or 54 at the most.

This alone is enough to make one barf. When I think of it, I want to break out in song from the old Hee Haw TV show -- "Gloom, despair, and agony on me." These people in the White House, the Senate, some in the House, in both Parties, the Supreme Court, and other courts, are sickening enough to make anybody barf. But remember, my friends, even if we were to have supermajorities in both the Senate and House, we are still stuck with Obama appointees on the D.C. Circuit Court, which has ultimate authority over matters arising out of Obama malfeasance and that of his administration. That court will never allow such a thing to go any further.

The only exception is in the event that Republicans could somehow succeed in removing certain persons from the bench. A judge can be impeached, you know. And I can count at least a half dozen in the DC Court and five on the Supreme Court who need to be given the heave ho. All of them are as nauseating to me as the president and Congress. Somehow I have visions of barfing out of my system anything making me sick, and low and behold in my dream, it's Obama, Biden, Reid, Pelosi, and at least a half dozen others that I have expelled from my system.

So sorry about the sickening imagery, but to me such persons are precisely just that sickening.

Good night.