Marxism or Bust!


You know the signs you’re seeing are correct when even a Russian news agency is pointing them out. Unfortunately, the road these signs are located on is not one on which I want to travel. In a new article, a writer at Pravda points out some telling signs about America’s rapid move from quasi-Capitalism towards Marxism. Now, I normally wouldn’t endorse an organization who used to be the propaganda mouthpiece for a Marxist country but, in this case, I think they are more correct than they are wrong.

Stanislav Mishin starts off the article as follows…

It must be said, that like the breaking of a great dam, the American decent into Marxism is happening with breath taking speed, against the back drop of a passive, hapless sheeple, excuse me dear reader, I meant people.

Despite the poor spelling and grammar in this opening paragraph, Mishin unfortunately nails it. Many of our own citizens are woefully uninformed about what’s going on with our government, not to mention that it’s like pulling teeth to get even a majority of the electorate to spend their time casting an intelligent vote.

True, the situation has been well prepared on and off for the past century, especially the past twenty years. The initial testing grounds was conducted upon our Holy Russia and a bloody test it was. But we Russians would not just roll over and give up our freedoms and our souls, no matter how much money Wall Street poured into the fists of the Marxists.

Those lessons were taken and used to properly prepare the American populace for the surrender of their freedoms and souls, to the whims of their elites and betters.

So he lays the groundwork for what he’s about to say with what was experienced under the iron fist of the Soviet Union. There’s something to be said for cold, hard experience.

First, the population was dumbed down through a politicized and substandard education system based on pop culture, rather then the classics. Americans know more about their favorite TV dramas then the drama in DC that directly affects their lives.

He nails it on our government education system. You’d think it was intentionally designed, and some think it was, to educate our children just enough to be a happy but not overly-intelligent worker for the imperial federal government.

Then their faith in God was destroyed, until their churches, all tens of thousands of different “branches and denominations” were for the most part little more then Sunday circuses and their televangelists and top protestant mega preachers were more then happy to sell out their souls and flocks to be on the “winning” side of one pseudo Marxist politician or another. Their flocks may complain, but when explained that they would be on the “winning” side, their flocks were ever so quick to reject Christ in hopes for earthly power. Even our Holy Orthodox churches are scandalously liberalized in America.

This is something you don’t hear much of in the press here. People whine and complain all the time about the melding of church and state when it comes to churches on the conservative side of the spectrum. However, the silence is rather deafening when one considers how intertwined many liberal churches are with Democratic politics. Both extremes are wrong. Regardless, the move of American churches away from the real Gospel and towards politics and the social gospel is a symptom of a larger problem.

The final collapse has come with the election of Barack Obama. His speed in the past three months has been truly impressive. His spending and money printing has been a record setting, not just in America’s short history but in the world. If this keeps up for more then another year, and there is no sign that it will not, America at best will resemble the Wiemar Republic and at worst Zimbabwe.

Record setting spending and money printing…Both of these are going to kill us. If not a quick death, it’ll certainly bury us under a mountain of inflation before too long. This was started in haste by Bush before he left office, so he certainly kick-started this whole thing.

Then came Barack Obama’s command that GM’s (General Motor) president step down from leadership of his company. That is correct, dear reader, in the land of “pure” free markets, the American president now has the power, the self given power, to fire CEOs and we can assume other employees of private companies, at will. Come hither, go dither, the centurion commands his minions.

This was certainly disturbing to me when it occurred and still is, for that matter. Regardless of whether GM took government bailout money, it still just floors me that this was basically done as if it was perfectly legal and right for the President to do so.

So, should it be any surprise to discover that the Democratically controlled Congress of America is working on passing a new regulation that would give the American Treasury department the power to set “fair” maximum salaries, evaluate performance and control how private companies give out pay raises and bonuses?

I’ve heard rumors of this but haven’t confirmed its validity. I know that this would probably be popular with the masses, regardless of the fact that companies do and should have the right to award whatever salaries or bonuses that they see fit to give. That is not to argue that they should but just that they have the legal right to do so.

The original article, “American capitalism gone with a whimper”, can be read here in its entirety.

Revisiting GodHatesFags


In one of my very first blog entries, I posted about the group “God Hates Fags”.  Well, I thought this to be a good time to resurrect that post since this group is picketing at the Indianapolis north side school, North Central High School.  See the story at The Indianapolis Star.


If you haven’t heard of the group mentioned in the title to this blog entry, consider yourself blessed. They are members of the Westboro Baptist Church from Topeka, Kansas. They are the ones who protest at the burials of our fallen heroes from Iraq and Afghanistan. They are the ones who protest in front of churches whom they consider to be “fag enablers”. They are the ones who protested in Amish country in Pennsylvania following the tragic shooting deaths of several children there. They are the ones who have taken it upon themselves to purposely emotionally harm those who have already suffered immeasurably.

These “Christians” are led by a man I consider to be akin to a false prophet, Fred Phelps. In all fairness, Phelps was a great civil rights attorney at one time, helping blacks who were oppressed by the government. However, his vitriol soon became directed towards homosexuality, a sin he apparently now considers on par with the unpardonable sin. In his twisted theological rantings, he believes that America is now being punished for the sin of homosexuality and for being “fag enablers”. His followers, a majority of which are made of his own family members, carry out his ill will by congregating at funerals, churches, stadiums, hospitals, and wherever else they think they can spread their Gospel of hate.

Following are just a few examples of the kind of tripe you might see on the colorful picket signs they always have on display at their protests:

  • “GOD HATES FAGS”
  • “GOD IS YOUR ENEMY”
  • “YOU’RE GOING TO HELL”
  • “THANK GOD FOR DEAD SOLDIERS”
  • “GOD HATES THE U.S.A” (they often sing “God Hates America” to the tune of “God Bless America”)
  • ‘THANK GOD FOR IEDs”
  • “GOD HATES FAG ENABLERS”

The list goes on and on. Even more disturbing is that their own children picket with them, as shown in the picture at the beginning of this entry, carrying signs with the same kinds of filth on them.

Unfortunately, I have not heard much mentioned about this group from the Christian community in general. Why the silence? The national news media has reported on them many times. I’ve heard national radio talk shows discuss them. I’ve seen members of their church appear on television programs. I’ve seen articles in newspapers about them. What I haven’t seen much of is America’s churches speaking out against them. Why, when many of our churches so quickly speak out in condemnation against fallen ministers and the like, do we not hear the same kind of things against what I believe is equally damaging to the true cause of Christ?

A Soldier Named Simon


A Soldier Named Simon

By Steve Harbaugh

There was a man named Simon who had resisted joining the King’s army, stubbornly avoiding the invitations over the years, always choosing his own way.  After many years of hearing about the King and the honor and joy of serving in the King’s army, he finally accepted the invitation and decided to become a soldier.  He eagerly read the soldier’s training manual and listened intently during the training sessions. The King and Simon became dear friends and Simon pledged his life in service to his King.  He spent nearly a thousand hours in deep study and practice, honing his skills as a swordsman – something for which he received many praises from his fellow soldiers.  He was promoted through the ranks and was exceptionally proud of his position and skills in swordsmanship and combat.  Simon was a soldier.

Life as a soldier on the front lines, Simon would soon discover, was full of danger.  Constant attacks from the enemy, ambushes of incredible speed and intensity, and traps set for unsuspecting and gullible travelers.  But Simon was a trained soldier and he was wary of the traps and had been taught by the King and his commanders to sense the dangers and potential ambushes.  During times of battle with the enemy, Simon proficiently utilized his fighting skills and relied upon his training and his battle armor, especially his shield and sword.  The enemy’s archers could not penetrate his shield and at hand to hand combat Simon’s sword was used swiftly and confidently to defeat his enemy.   Simon was not just a soldier but was a good soldier.

After several years at the border, Simon requested that his unit be assigned to a much less hostile area, for he and his men were tired of fighting and needed some rest.  They greatly enjoyed the lighter duty, joking that they were on vacation.  One particular day, a very beautiful day of sunshine and blue skies, Simon decided to dress lighter, for they had not had any trouble or danger for several weeks.  The heavy breastplate was left on the floor in his sleeping quarters, as was the cumbersome belt.  Simon enjoyed that particular day, as he felt cooler and lighter without the heavy armor.  Several days passed and Simon began to feel confident in his lighter style of dress, as did the men under his command.  The next morning was exceptionally hot and Simon decided that he would he and his men would perform their duties without the burdens of the heavy battle armor, shield, and the large heavy sword.  They would merely carry their short swords, for they were victorious soldiers of the King, skilled at martial arts and fighting of any kind.  Simon and his men were exuberant, laughing and goofing around, playing foolish games, and generally acting in ways unbecoming of a soldier.  They deserved this vacation – they had earned it!  That night they put on a feast, with succulent meats, breads, and wines, and they invited much of the town to join them in their celebration. It was a time of great relaxation and merriment.

As the full moon was shining down and the party raged on, Simon heard a horn blow.  He looked up to see the sky fill with fire, as the enemy had launched a barrage of flaming arrows into the town.  Thousands upon thousands of arrows fell down on Simon and his men and the townspeople.  Screams of terror and cries of anguish filled the air along with the flaming arrows.  Simon and his men instinctively reached for their shields, but of course, the shields were lying on the floors of their sleeping quarters.  With no shield or breastplate to protect them, the arrows easily pierced the bodies of the soldiers, including Simon.  Then came the enemy foot soldiers, with spears and long broadswords, charging into the town square.  With mere daggers on their sides, Simon and his men were no match for the sword- wielding enemy.  It was a massacre.  Simon and twenty others were able to flee the town into the heavily wooded areas to the north, limping and bleeding their way up the steep paths.   They could hear the enemy cheering and laughing, calling out “Victory, victory is ours!”  Simon and his few remaining men cowered in the thickets of the woods until morning until they saw a large garrison of the King’s troops ride into the town.  The enemy forces could be seen retreating over the southern hills, knowing that they were greatly out-powered by the King’s massive army.

As Simon and his men came slowly back into town carrying several soldiers on make-shift stretchers, the King could be seen standing in the town square.  He appeared to be waiting, with a vast army circling him, knees bowed.  The King called out, “Simon, where is your armor?”   Simon bowed his head and then looked up and replied, “Dear King, we left our shields and swords in the sleeping quarters, for this was a peaceful town.  I am sorry, my King.  I have lost the battle and failed You”.   The King’s eyes filled with tears as He saw the pain and suffering in Simon’s face and in the men with him.  The King walked up to the group, embracing them.  He removed the arrows from their bodies and, placing His hands on their wounds, healed them instantly, leaving only the scars where the arrows and swords had pierced their bodies.

Lastly, He came to Simon, who had fallen to his knees, his head bowed low, with five arrows sticking from his chest and back and a huge gash on his right arm.  Tears were streaming from Simon’s eyes, as he sobbed heavily, blood dripping from his battered mouth.   “My King, forgive me!  I am not worthy to be called your soldier”, Simon cried out.  The King placed his hands on Simon, removing the arrows and healing the wounds.  He made Simon stand up and He placed his hand under Simon’s chin, lifting his face and looking into the tear-filled eyes of His friend.  “My son, you are forgiven.  You are a friend of the King.”  The King then hugged Simon and said “Simon, a soldier cannot go into battle without his armor!  How can you fight?  How can you be victorious?”  The King waved his hand, summoned His assistants, who then carried over a large gold-covered chest.  The King said, “Simon, I am giving you My armor.”  The King proceeded to place the beautiful, pure gold armor on Simon, beginning with the breastplate.  “Simon, my name is written on this, and I give it to you.”  The King then placed the large, beautifully engraved belt around Simon’s waist and on his head He set a beautiful helmet, saying “A perfect fit, made for you.  This signifies that you are My son, My friend”.  He then placed new sandals on Simon’s feet and tied them securely.  “A soldier must be able to move, he must be ready at all times”.   He then handed the large shield to Simon, making sure his grip was true.  “Simon, my son, with this shield I give you, you can have faith that will extinguish the flaming arrows of the enemy – but you must hold it up when under attack!”  And the King lastly handed Simon a beautiful sword, covered entirely with Hebrew, Aramaic, and Greek writing.  “Simon, My sword I give you.  I have written My Word upon it and it will never fail you.  This sword is your weapon, Simon.  A soldier must know how to use his weapon.  Read it, study it, know it, and use it to defeat your enemy. That is why I give it to you.”

The King stepped back and looked at Simon.  “Simon, with this armor you will be able to win the battles against our enemy.  But Simon, you must wear it – it does no good lying on your floor, as you have discovered.  Remember that always.  There will be many more battles in your life and you must be prepared, for the enemy knows your weakness and he knows when you are vulnerable.  Put on this armor daily and you will be able to stand.   And know that I am with you always until the end of the age. For I will never leave you nor forsake you – I am the King of Kings, and Lord of Lords. ”

Simon nodded his head, smiled, and replied “Jesus, You are my King.  I will daily strive to be a good and faithful servant and will put on the full armor of God, so that I may stand firm by Your side.”

Inspired by Ephesians 6:10-18, The Holy Bible (NIV)

The Armor of God

10Finally, be strong in the Lord and in his mighty power. 11Put on the full armor of God so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes. 12For our struggle is not against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the powers of this dark world and against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms. 13Therefore put on the full armor of God, so that when the day of evil comes, you may be able to stand your ground, and after you have done everything, to stand. 14Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place, 15and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace. 16In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one. 17Take the helmet of salvation and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God. 18And pray in the Spirit on all occasions with all kinds of prayers and requests. With this in mind, be alert and always keep on praying for all the saints.

Remembering 9/11


Now, we have inscribed a new memory alongside those others. It’s a memory of tragedy and shock, of loss and mourning. But not only of loss and mourning. It’s also a memory of bravery and self-sacrifice, and the love that lays down its life for …a friend–even a friend whose name it never knew.

–President George W. Bush, December 11, 2001

Time is passing. Yet, for the United States of America, there will be no forgetting September the 11th. We will remember every rescuer who died in honor. We will remember every family that lives in grief. We will remember the fire and ash, the last phone calls, the funerals of the children.

–President George W. Bush, November 11, 2001

War has been waged against us by stealth and deceit and murder. This nation is peaceful, but fierce when stirred to anger. This conflict was begun on the timing and terms of others. It will end in a way, and at an hour, of our choosing.

–George W. Bush, Speech at National Cathedral, September 14, 2001

The planes were hijacked, the buildings fell, and thousands of lives were lost nearly a thousand miles from here. But the attacks on the World Trade Center and the Pentagon were an attack on the heart of America. And standing here in the heartland of America, we say in one voice:

We will not give in to terrorists;

We will not rest until they are found and defeated;

We will win this struggle not for glory, nor wealth, nor power, but for justice, for freedom, and for peace;

So help us God.

–Tom Harkin

America has its faults as a society, as we have ours.

But I think of the Union of America born out of the defeat of slavery.

I think of its Constitution, with its inalienable rights granted to every citizen still a model for the world.

I think of a black man, born in poverty, who became chief of their armed forces and is now secretary of state Colin Powell and I wonder frankly whether such a thing could have happened here.

I think of the Statue of Liberty and how many refugees, migrants and the impoverished passed its light and felt that if not for them, for their children, a new world could indeed be theirs.

I think of a country where people who do well, don’t have questions asked about their accent, their class, their beginnings but have admiration for what they have done and the success they’ve achieved.

I think of those New Yorkers I met, still in shock, but resolute; the fire fighters and police, mourning their comrades but still head held high.

–British Prime Minister Tony Blair

Our enemies have made the mistake that America’s enemies always make. They saw liberty and thought they saw weakness. And now, they see defeat.

–George W. Bush, President of the United States

Olbermann Jealous of Beck


This is war. It is official. the Left is utterly desperate to destroy Glenn Beck.

Keith Olbermann has written a personal “diary” on DailyKos titled: “Send Me Everything You Can Find About Glenn Beck”

Olbermann also is asking for dirt on “Stu Burguiere and Roger Ailes”. Stu is Glenn’s longtime producer and friend. this is in response to Beck’s Tweet from the other day which said: “FIND EVERYTHING YOU CAN ON CASS SUNSTEIN, MARK LLOYD AND CAROL BROWNER. Do notlink before burning to disc.”

Olbermann continues…

Tuesday we will expand this to the television audience and have a dedicated email address to accept leads, tips, contacts, on Beck, his radio producer Burguiere, and the chief of his tv enablers, Ailes (even though Ailes’ power was desperately undercut when he failed to pull off his phony “truce” push).

This becomes necessary after this in order to prove various cliches about goose and gander, and to remind everybody to walk softly and carry a big popsicle, and most particularly to save this nation from the Oligarhy of The Stupid.

I keep wondering if somewhere somebody named Ollie Garhey thinks he’s in charge now. Or, even more entertainingly and societally satisfying, if somebody named Ali Garhi does.

Despite the worn-out snark above, I am in earnest here.

The rest of this article can be read here.

Well, well, well…Looks like good ol’ Keith “Rip-n-Read” Olbermann is getting a bit jealous of Glenn Beck. After Beck’s relentless pounding of Van Jones, Jones was finally let go. Nearly nine months into Obama’s administration and Beck has already had more influence than Olbermann had in eight years of the Bush administration.  To use an oft-quoted saying…”That’s gotta hurt”, huh, Mr. Olbermann?