Wednesday, November 26, 2008

O'er The Hills and Far Away...

Please keep in mind while reading this post, I do not intend to offend any of my dear Christian brothers with the following.

I merely seek to explain to ya'll my reasons for why I can not support the war in Iraq, even though I completely support the troops who are being sacrificed on the country's alter, in the name of bringing "Liberty" to a country that cannot understand Liberty because they reject Christ as a culture.

A popular song among the British during their campaigns in the 1700s went:

Here's fourteen shillings on the drum
For those who'll volunteer to come
To list and fight the foe today
Over the hills and far away

O'er the hills and o'er the main
To Flanders, Portugal and Spain
King George commands and we obey
Over the hills and far away

When duty calls me I must go
To stand and face another foe
To the battle we will always stray
Over the hills and far away

O'er the hills and o'er the main
To Flanders, Portugal and Spain
King George commands and we obey
Over the hills and far away

So fall in lads behind the drum
With Colours blazing like the sun
Along the road to come-what-may
Over the hills and far away

O'er the hills and o'er the main
To Flanders, Portugal and Spain
King George commands and we obey
Over the hills and far away

If I should fall to rise no more
As many comrades did before
Ask the pipes and drums to play
Over the hills and far away

O'er the hills and o'er the main
To Flanders, Portugal and Spain
King George commands and we obey
Over the hills and far away.

This fairly sums up the the attitude that I've witnessed among many folks in relation to the situation in Iraq, Patriotic, yet sort of a Imperialistic approach to America's Foreign Policy and willing to do whatever "King George" or the RNC asks of them.
But is this what the men who founded this country had in mind when they fought our first war?

Article I, Section 8, Clause 11 of the Constitution, AKA "The War Powers Clause" reads:

"Section 8. The Congress shall have power to lay and collect taxes, duties, imposts and excises, to pay the debts and provide for the common defense and general welfare of the United States; but all duties, imposts and excises shall be uniform throughout the United States;

To declare war, grant letters of marque and reprisal, and make rules concerning captures on land and water;

To raise and support armies, but no appropriation of money to that use shall be for a longer term than two years; ...."

The founding fathers did not want another king, but a constitutional republic.

James Madison once said of the clause, "In no part of the constitution is more wisdom to be found, than in the clause which confides the question of war and peace to the legislature, and not to the executive department."
However, Congress in effect "Sold their birth right" and voted to cede this power to the President (an unconstitutional act allowed by an unconstitutional resolution, the War Powers Resolution), thus making George Bush practically a king, able to declare war on any country at his leisure.

It seems if Congress voted to do so, another violation of this same section could allow the President to levy taxes, the American people would have no representation, what was it the Patriots of the American Revolution used to say?
Something like"No taxation without representation".

So why did Bush decide to declare war on the sovereign nation of Iraq?

Ask your average "Conservative" and they'll tell you "To protect us from WMDs that Saddam would use against us" did we ever find these WMDs?


I'm not saying that he did not have them, but if we invaded a country in which we would lose 4207 soldiers (and counting) you would think that the great US of A would have found at least a few.

But in his address to the American people, what did "King George" have to say about why we invaded?

"To disarm Iraq, to free its people and to defend the world from grave danger.

peace of a troubled world and the hopes of an oppressed people now depend on you. The people you liberate will witness the honorable and decent spirit of the American military.

Saddam Hussein has placed Iraqi troops and equipment in civilian areas attempting to use innocent men, women and children as shields for his own military, a final atrocity against his people.

I want Americans and all the world to know that coalition forces will make every effort to spare innocent civilians from harm.

And helping Iraqis achieve a united, stable and free country will require our sustained commitment.

We come to Iraq with respect for its citizens, for their great civilization and for the religious faiths they practice. We have no ambition in Iraq except to remove a threat and restore control of that country to its own people.

Our nation enters this conflict reluctantly, yet our purpose is sure.

The people of the United States and their friends and allies will not live at the mercy of an outlaw regime that threatens the peace with weapons of mass murder. We will meet that threat now with our Army, Air Force, Navy, Coast Guard and Marines so that we do not have to meet it later with armies of firefighters and police and doctors on the streets of our cities.

We will defend our freedom. We will bring freedom to others. And we will prevail.
May God bless our country and all who defend her."

It seems to me that Bush talks more about securing freedom for the Iraqi's than about protecting his own people; the people he was sworn to defend.

He accused Saddam of the "use [of] innocent men, women and children as shields for his own military", yet Bush has sent thousands of Women's Husbands and Children's Mothers to die for his dream of a one world order so that we can "bring freedom to others", I want my freedoms as an American!

That's the reason why Dr. Ron Paul was leading in the polls among the troops for such a long time, they realize that this is a war we cannot win, we are not fighting against Terrorists and Insurgents, but against Islam itself.

The Republican party has hardened its heart against our Veterans; we already know that many of them have PTSD (Post-traumatic Stress Disorder), but the Republicans want to stay in Iraq and the Democrats want to cut spending on medical assistance for our Veterans, so it seems our government is trying the "Patton therapy".

I think far to many people who call themselves Conservatives have hardened their hearts as well, they know that the Liberals are against the war because Bush, a Republican, started it.

If Gore had won in 2000 and then went on to make the exact decisions that Bush did, I'm sure that the majority of Democrats would applaud the war and the same number Republicans deride it.

It's called politics boys.

And in all of this, who is left out in the cold, being shot at by crazed fanatics who dream of Crusaders and Saracens?
The American Soldier.
Who is separated from his loved ones, forced to tolerate mandatory inoculations, wage a war for he knows not what, sit in a desert until he is shipped home in a C-130, alive and laughing or silent in a box?
The American Soldier.

Who is thrown around by power hungry politicians who view him as a number, a statistic, a bartering piece for their own "glory"?

I could go on and on and on, but instead let me say that the average American Soldier has more of the founding fathers in him than 90% of the men in D.C.

I hope what I've said has made sense, I love the laws my country was based upon, but I fear the men who lead her do not.

Columbia commands and we obey, over the hills and far away.

God Bless,

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Happy Birthday!

I would like to wish our good friend Stephen Boyd a very happy birthday,

Go n-éirí an bóthar leat
Go raibh an ghaoth go brách ag do chúl
Go lonraí an ghrian go te ar d'aghaidh
Go dtite an bháisteach go mín ar do pháirceanna
Agus go mbuailimid le chéile arís,
Go gcoinní Dia i mbos A láimhe thú.

May the road rise to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
The rains fall soft upon your fields
And until we meet again
May God hold you in the hollow of His hand.

God Bless you buddy!

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

To Our Veterans

Just a poem that, for some reason, reminded me of the many men who died fighting for our freedom's, specifically in the Second War for Independence.

Requiem for the Croppies by Seamus Heaney, 1967

The pockets of our great coats full of barley
No kitchens on the run, no striking camp,
We moved quick and sudden in our own country.
The priest lay behind ditches with the tramp.

A people, hardly marching, on the hike.
We found new tactics happening each day:
We'd cut through reins and rider with the pike
And stampede cattle into infantry,
Then retreat through hedges where cavalry must be thrown.

Until, on Vinegar Hill, the fatal conclave.

Terraced thousands died, shaking scythes at cannon.
The hillside blushed, soaked in our broken wave.
They buried us without shroud or coffin,
But in August the barley grew up from the grave.

Wednesday, November 05, 2008

Mise Mheiriceá

After hearing of the victory that Obama received this morning, I thought "well, at least we'll have 2010 and 2012" but then I thought "that means we have to put up with this dictator's wants and wishes for four more years".

We may come under physical attack from this man, he has already stated that he wants to havethe equivalent of the brown shirts policing our streets.

I reminds me of the poem The Rebel by Padraig (Patrick) Henry Pearse, one of the key men in the Irish Rebellion of 1916 who ended up giving his life for his country.

I am come of the seed of the people, the people that sorrow;
Who have no treasure but hope,
No riches laid up but a memory of an ancient glory.
My mother bore me in bondage, in bondage my mother was born,
I am of the blood of serfs;
The children with whom I have played,
The men and women with whom I have eaten,
Have had rulers over them,
Have been under the lash of tyrants, and though gentle, have served churls.

The hands that have touched mine, the dear hands whose touch is familiar to me
Have worn shameful manacles, have been bitten at the wrist by manacles,
have grown hard with the manacles and the task-work of strangers.
I am flesh of the flesh of these lowly, I am bone of their bone.

I that have never submitted;
I that have a soul greater than the souls of my people’s rulers,
I that have vision and bravery, and the gift of fiery speech,
I that have spoken with The Most High God Who rules on the top of His Holy Hill.

And because I am of the people, I understand the people,
I am sorrowful with their sorrow, I am hungry with their desire;
My heart is heavy with the grief of mothers,
My eyes have been wet with the tears of children,
I have yearned with old wistful men,
And laughed and fought with young men;

Their shame is my shame, and I have reddened for it.
Reddened for that they have gone in want, while others have been full,
Reddened for that they have walked in fear of lawyers and their jailers.
With their Writs of Summons and their handcuffs,
Men mean and cruel.

I could have borne stripes on my body
Rather than this shame of my people.

And now I speak, being full of vision:
I speak to my people, and I speak in my people’s name to
The rulers of my people:
I say to my people that they are a great people,
That they are august despite their chains.
That they are greater than those that hold them
And stronger and purer,

That they have but need of courage,
and to call on the name of their God,
God the forgiving,
The Dear God who loves his people
For whom he died naked, suffering shame.

And I say to my people’s masters:
Beware of the thing that is coming! Beware of the risen people!

Who shall not take the chains that ye would give.

Did ye think to conquer the people, or that your will is stronger than law,
And men’s desire to be free?
We will try it out with you,
Ye that have harried and held,
Ye that have bullied and bribed.
Tyrants, hypocrites, liars!
God Bless,

Sunday, November 02, 2008

I Hath Been Tagged 2

I have been tagged by my good friend Stephen Boyd to list six random things about myself.

1. I've always liked to dam up creeks, before we bought land with any running water on it I
would improvise my own creek using a shovel and a hose.
2. My boots are chronically stinky, even though I only use them going to town or church.
3. As tough as I try to be, I'm still my Grandparents baby. (I Love you Nane and Grandad!)
4. I think that Red Bone coonhounds are the best dogs known to man.
5. For better or worse my favorite actor is James Cagney.
6. More than anything I want to bring glory to King Jesus.

I tag my Dad, my sister's Olivia, Emmy and Ivey and also Tommy Walker.

The Rules:

• Link to the person who tagged you.
• Post the rules on your blog.
• Write Six Random Things about yourself.
• “Tag” six-or-so other people at the bottom of your post.
• Leave comments on their blogs, letting them know they’ve been tagged.
• Let the person who tagged you know when you’ve written the post.

Thanks Stephen!

God Bless,