NEVER TOLERATE TYRANNY!....Conservative voices from the GRASSROOTS.

...at their mercy

AT THEIR MERCY

As a kid, I could fix anything with a basic set of tools...sometimes with just a screwdriver and a pair of pliers. Throw in a hammer and some nails, and I could even make things. It was known as “Yankee Ingenuity”.
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Bikes, cars, etc....were all repairable. Things lasted. When my t.v. went on the blink, a well-placed slap of sufficient force, at the right angle, or a strategic jiggle of its rabbit ears, would usually restore its performance to normal...I could "lose" myself under the hood of my '57 chevy. It was pure bliss.
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I was self-sufficient and independent...in other words, a Free Man.
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We operated under the knowledge that we lived in a “Free Country”. “It’s a Free Country” was a phrase uttered on the lips of anyone who dreamed and had higher aspirations, A.K.A. ambition. The sky was the limit, and we went to the moon...and came back, alive.
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Our internet, in those days, was a modern anomaly in the phone systems we fondly remember as “Crosswires”. That was when so many people would be calling the same number at once, (as in radio station dedication line) that we could communicate with each other over a busy signal. A massive party line.
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Many an epic relationship was formed in those times through that medium, and many of our progeny today owe their very existence to that phenomenon. I met my wife of forty five years on crosswires. Our children and then again, grandchildren, would never have sprang into their present state of being were it not for our meeting via crosswires. It was Kismet...and Magic.
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Nowadays, we warn our children of the dangers of meeting predator strangers over the internet, who have no fear of being exposed. Today, they have “rights”, and if caught, their first demand is for a lawyer. Their right to come and pee in your bathroom has been upheld by a supremely Kangaroo court. In happier days, we trusted each other. And there was no such thing as Gender Identity. We were sure our moms were girls, and dads, boys. No more.
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We had rights. And our votes counted. They reflected the collective will of our society. And we abided by what we perceived to be the will of the people. The majority ruled. We counted each vote, which was written physically on a paper ballot. When there was any doubt about the results of a given election, we could demand a recount, and have the actual votes cast, before us, in written form. There was no room for error...and no opportunity for fraud. We could each return to the specific precinct from which we cast our votes, and have locally appointed officials prove to us, with the real physical evidence, that their count was fair and honest.
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But these days, cars can now drive themselves, with the proper programming.
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We can no longer be "lost", in the sense that we voluntarily just want to be left alone. We are now tracked by GPS devices linked to eyes in the skies that watch our every move. We have lost our right to be lost.
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The programmers are in control, not any longer the lone, sole voter, voting his/her conscience.
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Consensus has been replaced with an algorithm.
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Traffic now flows according to a pre-designed plan.
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Individually, we are no longer relevant. The “masses”, of which we are merely a part thereof, is the dominant species....and, nowadays, it takes esoteric knowledge, i.e. programming knowledge, to hold an election.
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Without that knowledge, we are at the mercy of those who have that knowledge.
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In the name of speed, or efficiency, we have forfeited our right to vote to geeks. We had trusted that our duly elected authorities would have given themselves sufficient oversight over those geeks to guarantee the integrity of our elections, and ultimately be accountable to We the People. We were wrong. Dead wrong. We no longer are governed by Law, but by men.
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Mankind cannot be trusted to do the good. When given the opportunity and the means , human nature rules, and the Liberty of others is no longer a given, respected force. Uncle Sam has been dispatched to some obscure retirement home, and has been preempted by Uncle SIM...and your phone can track your comings and goings, your whereabouts and your propensities, anywhere, anytime.

No more Bill of Rights:
We used to have a Free Press. Guaranteed by the first amendment. Today,the Press has been seized, and is no longer free. Freedom of speech has been seized by political correctness, PC, and the people who arbitrarily dictate its terms. The deliberate act of omission has become an art form in and of itself. In the journalistic world of tomorrow (today) truth, when spoken or printed, is immediately pounced upon, and suppressed. Welcome to 1984...Back to the Future.
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Religion and morality have been literally aborted by supreme court rulings. We have been ordered to no longer sanctify human life and to shut up and stop praying over it. Existence itself has been nullified by a jury of Nine. We therefore are no longer beings, We are merely another species called “human”. Just animals who walk upright.

We no longer see the inherent value that CASH ( ...THIS NOTE IS LEGAL TENDER FOR ALL DEBTS, PUBLIC AND PRIVATE ) lends to our Liberty, in that the ANONYMITY it confers upon our most vital transactions guarantees automatic checks and balances upon a government that has become excessively over-reaching, and far too nosy. Why have We, the People vaunted the I.R.S. to a heightened image of undeserved power, allowing them to invoke fear of them in the hearts and minds of Free Men? When did they become the Master instead of the Servant?...and the same goes for the F.B.I., and other such agencies of government, like the E,P.A? Shall we, as so says the motto "In God we trust", trust in Him?...or, ignoring God, trust government?
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We now assemble at our own peril, of potential lone wolf terrorists who could kill massive numbers of us with a single c-4 charge. “What difference does it make?” has become the anthem of the collectivists, to whom individual lives are no longer relevant, except their own lives. If they can silently condone the mass slaughter of the innocent unborn, and vigorously advocate their right to kill them in the womb, there is no more any humanity. And their souls are damned. They are “elite”. in their own minds’ eyes. A law unto themselves, judging the desperate gladiators with a thumbs-up or thumbs-down from the vaunted bleachers of an ancient colusseum where there is no law, only man’s collective whims.
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Our right to defend ourselves, guaranteed by the second amendment, is being challenged. It is worthless, anyway, in the face of an organized force determined to single us out one by one. In the absence of a well regulated militia, a well trained, well equipped mercenary force can subdue any populace in very short order.
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The second amendment was carefully crafted and must be taken literally, not theoretically. It is not enough just to be armed, individually. We must also be organized to the point where we at least recognize tyranny, and be prepared to confront it when it is discovered. Local militias were ordained by the Forefathers. They expected us to vigilantly organize ourselves, each succeeding generation, to protect the precious Liberties they fought so hard to vest in us. They must be taken at their word. We must have “ well regulated militias “ in order to effectively defend ourselves from tyranny. The possession of arms is the natural consequence of having a well regulated militia. But the mere possession of arms, by itself, is not enough.
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An honest electoral process, with physical paper ballots, and absolutely accountable to the people at every level and at all times, is an institution which has until recently diminished the enthusiasm for a well armed militia. When that honest electoral process is destroyed, we must be prepared to restore it quickly, with honest, countable elections or we will find ourselves wishing, vainly, for a militia which won’t be there anymore....
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...and there will be nowhere to turn.