Saturday, May 16, 2009
Some eternal truths I was reminded of at the Birmingham gun show today.
Ruminations by the light of a full moon at midnight.
1. Life is not a movie and there are no superheroes to save us. With the help of Almighty God, we must save ourselves, or failing that, to stand in the gap for those who cannot yet stand for themselves, come what may.
2. The law is not just whatever a U.S. attorney in tight underwear defines it to be.
3. We all feel small and alone when pitted against the Leviathan, except when we are reminded how truly mighty we really are en masse.
4. No matter if we suffer small defeats -- even if we do not survive them -- our side wins in the end and their side burns in Hell forever.
5. The only thing better than uncompromised dead drops are encrypted live drops.
6. Finally there is this: The following song is sung in the most unlikely of places, you stupid, clueless Obamanoid lackeys:
Some folks are born made to wave the flag,
Ooh, they're red, white and blue.
And when the band plays "Hail to the chief",
Ooh, they point the cannon at you, Lord,
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son, son.
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, no,
Some folks are born silver spoon in hand,
Lord, don't they help themselves, oh.
But when the taxman comes to the door,
Lord, the house looks like a rummage sale, yes,
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son, no.
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, no.
Some folks inherit star spangled eyes,
Ooh, they send you down to war, Lord,
And when you ask them, "How much should we give?"
Ooh, they only answer More! more! more! yoh,
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, son.
It ain't me, it ain't me; I ain't no fortunate one, one.
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no no no,
It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate son, no no no.
For you think this is a simple 70s anti-war song and embrace it as your own, when it is in fact an anti-tyranny song, and tyranny indelibly stains the souls of those who practice it. To your eternal sorrow, you will discover that God ensures that evil contains the seeds of its own destruction. But the Oath, the Oath, to God and to liberty, lives forever.
You poor bastards, you have us surrounded.