Sipsey Street Irregulars: Bad day.

Friday, September 14, 2012

Bad day.

Sorry folks, but today was one of the worst yet for nausea. Couldn't get down the steps to the office until now. Will try later.

12 comments:

shanahan said...: Dammit, Mike! You have to take care of yourself!; September 14, 2012 at 6:02 PM
Anonymous said...: Take care of yourself, get well, we all look forward to seeing you back to your usual 110%.; September 14, 2012 at 6:27 PM
Anonymous said...: Mike as much as I like reading your writing. Your health means more to your readers than anything you could write.

Take care of yourself we will survive.; September 14, 2012 at 6:51 PM
Slobyskysa Rotchikokov said...: Health is a non-negotiable. Blogs can wait. Ben spending 10 hours a day or so in the ICU with my beloved; we have to keep priorities in spite of everything else. Be well.; September 14, 2012 at 10:11 PM
bloodyspartan said...: I will pray for You to feel Better.
Nausea and the Runs are a Hell of Combo. And if you are doing the exorcist bit. Stay as calm as you can .

GOD BLESS and feel better no need to post this my friend

PS maybe some day we can shoot my Scar 17 and LMT MWSF together and 10mm and GOD knows what eles.

Stay Well and as safe as you can,
Kevin; September 15, 2012 at 12:21 AM
Anonymous said...: 'Kia Kaha' - be strong!

Kiwi
III; September 15, 2012 at 6:18 AM
Bobbi said...: Have you tried any of the following: Red Raspberry Leaf tea, peppermint tea, ginger tea or nettle tea?; September 15, 2012 at 8:14 AM
WarriorClass III said...: God bless you!; September 15, 2012 at 9:23 AM
Anonymous said...: Hang in there, Mike.

KPN3%; September 15, 2012 at 9:23 AM
Anonymous said...: praying for you; September 15, 2012 at 10:17 AM
Anonymous said...: You take care of yourself and rest as much as you need to.
You are in my prayers.

SB Smith
TX; September 16, 2012 at 4:14 AM
AJ said...: Get as much rest as you need. You're business here isn't finished.; September 16, 2012 at 11:25 AM

"Progress made under the shadow of the policeman's club is false progress."

I believe that liberty is the only genuinely valuable thing that men have invented, at least in the field of government, in a thousand years. I believe that it is better to be free than to be not free, even when the former is dangerous and the latter safe. I believe that the finest qualities of man can flourish only in free air – that progress made under the shadow of the policeman's club is false progress, and of no permanent value. I believe that any man who takes the liberty of another into his keeping is bound to become a tyrant, and that any man who yields up his liberty, in however slight the measure, is bound to become a slave. -- H.L. Mencken

"The Fate of Unborn Millions. . ."

"The time is now near at hand which must probably determine, whether Americans are to be, Freemen, or Slaves; whether they are to have any property they can call their own; whether their Houses, and Farms, are to be pillaged and destroyed, and they consigned to a State of Wretchedness from which no human efforts will probably deliver them. The fate of unborn Millions will now depend, under God, on the Courage and Conduct of this army-Our cruel and unrelenting Enemy leaves us no choice but a brave resistance, or the most abject submission; that is all we can expect-We have therefore to resolve to conquer or die." -- George Washington to his troops before the Battle of Long Island.

"We will not go gently . . ."

This is no small thing, to restore a republic after it has fallen into corruption. I have studied history for years and I cannot recall it ever happening. It may be that our task is impossible. Yet, if we do not try then how will we know it can't be done? And if we do not try, it most certainly won't be done. The Founders' Republic, and the larger war for western civilization, will be lost.

But I tell you this: We will not go gently into that bloody collectivist good night. Indeed, we will make with our defiance such a sound as ALL history from that day forward will be forced to note, even if they despise us in the writing of it.

And when we are gone, the scattered, free survivors hiding in the ruins of our once-great republic will sing of our deeds in forbidden songs, tending the flickering flame of individual liberty until it bursts forth again, as it must, generations later. We will live forever, like the Spartans at Thermopylae, in sacred memory.

-- Mike Vanderboegh, The Lessons of Mumbai:Death Cults, the "Socialism of Imbeciles" and Refusing to Submit, 1 December 2008

"A common language of resistance . . ."

"Colonial rebellions throughout the modern world have been acts of shared political imagination. Unless unhappy people develop the capacity to trust other unhappy people, protest remains a local affair easily silenced by traditional authority. Usually, however, a moment arrives when large numbers of men and women realize for the first time that they enjoy the support of strangers, ordinary people much like themselves who happen to live in distant places and whom under normal circumstances they would never meet. It is an intoxicating discovery. A common language of resistance suddenly opens to those who are most vulnerable to painful retribution the possibility of creating a new community. As the conviction of solidarity grows, parochial issues and aspirations merge imperceptibly with a compelling national agenda which only a short time before may have been the dream of only a few. For many Americans colonists this moment occurred late in the spring of 1774." -- T.H. Breen, The Marketplace of Revolution: How Consumer Politics Shaped American Independence, Oxford University Press, 2004, p.1.

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