Thursday, April 30, 2015

Something I missed. Required reading for all Three Percenters.

I'm feeling a bit better today and I found eating and drinking yesterday to be bit easier, if still somewhat painful. However, I noticed that there are only two comments to this post: The Fork in the Road at Lexington Green: A Cautionary Tale of Tactical Decision-Making at the Precipice of War. This article should be required reading and food for thought for all Three Percenters.
In addition, the second comment posted at the article's original site is this from "Secundius" --
Correct me if I'm wrong, but technically in 19 April 1775. We were STILL British Citizens, and Massachusetts Militia were illegally stockpiling weapons. And the British Colonial American's were breaking the law by forming an unauthorized assembly of armed men. So what did the British do wrong, nothing that I can see...
Amazingly, only one reader took this modern-day Tory to task, and that but mildly. I wondered, "Is this guy really an American?"

The latest from higher-than-a-mile state, presented here without comment.

Caldara's push for 30-round ammo magazine limit shot down by Republican legislators
The debate quickly turned personal as Caldara accused Brown of trying to hold up a 30-round limit in order to keep his supporters whipped up in a frenzy over Democratic gun-grabbers in order to juice fundraising. At one point, Caldara lieutenant David Kopel, a Second Amendment legal expert who filed a lawsuit against the mag ban, called Brown a “liar, a huckster and a hoax,” while Brown dubbed his foes “surrender monkeys.”

Sisters? Only their hairdressers know for sure. . .

Ebony Monique Dickens.
Woman who threatened to kill white cops out on bond
The Mayor of Baltimore, Stephanie Rawlings-Blake

I'm surprised the ATF didn't insist on grinding up this unique piece of history. That's what the bastards usually do.

War Museum welcomes unique weapon loan

Now this is a really stellar example of authentic inner-city marksmanship or Al Gore is ratcheting up his anti-SUV campaign.

Man Ambushed By Masked Suspects At Detroit Gas Station; Police Recover 47 Casings From 3 Weapons

Sugar Pine Mine Medical Team Helped Save Journalist's Life

An Associated Press journalist suffered a stroke while doing coverage of the Oath Keepers' Sugar Pine Mine Security Group

Martial law, schmartial law.

In the wake of stories like this: “F**k The Pizza Man, Set Him On Fire,” we are reassured by the "mainstream" media that the National Guard is ready for anything: "National Guard trains for civil unrest, rioting."
Right. Makes me feel better. Meanwhile Gerard Van der Leun has this prediction -- Joys in the Hood: Ramping Up for "The Long Hot Summer" of 2015
What's facing the nation in the Spring of 2015 is a whole smorgasbord of urban riot hot spots that have all been given permission from their leader Obama and his subordinates in state and local governments to riot and loot as soon as some pretext happens in their hood. It's a method of making sure that an update of "The Long Hot Summer of 1967" -- a record year for race riots with 159 riots -- is part of Obama's enduring legacy.
What we are seeing here is what happens when a racist like Obama strolls the country sloshing gasoline on ghettos for years and then warns the police to not, even if they are about to be "killed in the line of duty," to not ever make the smallest little spark.
It won't work. Sooner or later either the police, the urban rioters, or even more shadowy forces are going to start putting bullets into crowds of rioters. When that happens the rioters that have been harbored inside our cities and taught only dependency and violence will try to leave their urban spaces.
This, Van der Leun posits, would be a badness thing for the criminal underclass.

Praxis: How the "jerry can" came to the United States Army -- despite bureaucratic inertia, torpitude, incompetence and stupidity.

The Little Can That Could

Oh, fer cryin' out loud. Almost ALL rifles will penetrate ballistic vests, and these cops damn well know it. UPDATE: But wait, it's apparently the first Kalashnikov SKS ever discovered (and with real "armor-piercing" hollow points, too!).

The deadly armor-defeating "AK47" . . . er, ah, SKS "assault rifle."
The evil SKS rifle rears its ugly head in collectivist propaganda. Again. -- Police: Haverhill men arrested with rifle capable of penetrating armored vests.
"This was great work on the part of Haverhill Police Detectives and the ATF," said Haverhill Detective Captain Robert Pistone. "This particular rifle, in the wrong hands, is lethal, and capable of penetrating ballistic vests and armor."
LATER: It gets even more ridiculous: "Police, Feds Seize Assault Rifle, 10 Rounds of Ammunition." I have now posted above a picture of said "assault rifle," which the reporter cannot seem to decide if it is a Simonov or a Kalashnikov. Here is the opening paragraphs of THIS version:
Haverhill police say the arrests of two local men on weapons charges, reported early yesterday by WHAV, were the result of a joint investigation with federal Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms (ATF) agents into the illegal selling of an AK47 rifle.
Joshua Lavalley, 23 and Thomas Souther, 24, both of 32 Nichols St., Haverhill, were located at about 10:20 p.m., Tuesday, in the parking lot of 62 Portland St., standing near a white Chrysler sedan when police approached. A Norinco SKS Rifle was located in the trunk of the vehicle, along with 10 rounds of 7.62x39 ammunition and clips, according to Captain Robert P. Pistone, Haverhill police spokesperson.
“This was great work on the part of Haverhill Police Detectives and the ATF, as this particular rifle in the wrong hands is lethal and capable of penetrating ballistic vests and armor,” Pistone said.
The error describing the rifle as an "AK47" is not just in the text. Both photos have the tag "AK47" on them. We can assume, however, since the photograph definitely is one of a standard 10-round fixed magazine SKS on an aftermarket folding stock that it is a Simonov. And here's a photo accompanying the story of the deadly "armor piercing" ammunition.
Yup, here's your deadly "armor-piercing" jacketed hollow point hunting round 7.62x39s.
And the "reporters" evidently got their information straight from the ATF. Sheesh, whoever thought the guncops were that stupid about firearms? No, wait, don't answer that.
EVEN LATER: From Twang and Bang -- Modern Crossbow vs. Modern Body Armor! Tactical Assault Crossbow and Level IIIA Panel

Wednesday, April 29, 2015

Novelist’s violent wishes exemplify ‘progressive’ paradox on guns and more

That “progressives” condemn racist police violence and then do everything in their political power to ensure cops are the “only ones” keeping and bearing arms is a paradox none of the proponents seem capable of even admitting, let alone explaining. Likewise, that they are the ones against a woman’s right to choose to protect herself with a gun points to another disconnect. That they further represent themselves as populists yet vehemently oppose true egalitarian power sharing is yet another irreconcilable inconsistency.

The Fork in the Road at Lexington Green: A Cautionary Tale of Tactical Decision-Making at the Precipice of War

It follows that much should be learned from the many British operational and tactical mistakes that led to the clash on Lexington Green (of which I have only listed a few). In my opinion, the most important of these mistakes was Gage’s and his subordinates’ failure to appreciate that just because their government was willing to start a war to achieve its objectives didn’t mean the way the war started at the operational and tactical levels wasn’t of critical strategic importance. Neither Gage, nor Smith, nor Pitcairn made any discernable effort to think through exactly what ought to be sought or avoided in a first clash with the Whigs. Neither Smith nor Pitcairn made any discernable attempt to issue clear intentions to their subordinates regarding what to do in a confrontation, let alone to maintain tight tactical control over their force when actually in contact. As a result, they essentially tossed a lit matchbox in the form of Adair amidst several leaking barrels of gasoline. We should thank them for that, as while the results were disastrous to the Crown’s interests, they led directly to the birth of our democratic republic and its enshrinement of natural rights in law.

Officers Who Used Taser 8 Times on Disabled Woman Get Prison

Two former small town police officers in South Carolina were sentenced to prison time Monday for unnecessarily shocking a mentally disabled woman with a Taser at least eight times. Franklin Brown, 35, was sentenced to 18 months in prison and his fellow Marion police officer Eric Walters, 39, was sentenced to a year and a day. Brown's sentence was longer because he shocked 40-year-old Melissa Davis while she was already handcuffed in April 2013.

Wikileaks Shows Hickenlooper Cozied Up to Hollywood’s Finest During 2014 Election

The Casting Couch.

Oregon ivory ban bill puts gun and knife owners in undefined legal danger

Bill author Haas could not define how you measure volume-based content on a gun (or on a piano), nor was a "legal" way for documenting an item predating 1976 specified. Again Haas deferred, saying that would be "up to law enforcement."

Oтдел Aгитации и Nропаганды. (Department for Agitation and Propaganda.) Racial AgitProp. "There is no morality, only crimes of opportunity that advance the party line."

My oldest daughter dropped in last night and we watched some of the Baltimore coverage. She told me that she had been upset to see a spray-painted message on the side of a building on the southside of Birmingham where she works that read "White Genocide."
"AgitProp," I commented, "and damned effective agitprop at that." Of course I had to explain what Agitprop was and how I'd been trained in it back in my "Benedict Arnold period."
She thought the graffitti was advocating the genocide of the white race. I shook my head. "You're meant to think so, of course, but it was probably spray-painted by a Kluxer or a neoNazi." As agitprop, I explained, it is brilliantly simple -- two words, which can be interpreted by whites as an advocacy of their own destruction by blacks, by blacks as a warning that whitey is out to get them, and by the inner circle as a free advertisement of their white racist beliefs. These days, if you have a phrase or a concept that you don't understand, you don't go to a dictionary, you do an Internet search on it. Do a search on "white genocide" and see what comes up first. And after searching a bit this morning, here is a local story about it.
The Kluxers and the neoNazis, I explained to her, were having a recruiting field day since Ferguson, and Baltimore put an exclamation point on their racial collectivist beliefs. Of course, the criminal antics of the black underclass in Baltimore and elsewhere make the racial collectivists' lies easier to swallow, coming as they do with a great dose of fear of race war. Who wouldn't be disturbed by an alliance between the Crips, the Bloods, the Black Guerrilla Family and the Nation of Islam? Of course, any power they think they have (or that the Kluxers can exaggerate to their recruiting benefit), is wildly overblown and falls under the category of "be careful what you wish for, you may get it."
As a young acquaintance of mine pointed out, "When inner city black gangsters get racially worked up and upset, they burn and loot their own neighborhoods. When whites get racially worked up and upset, they burn and loot ENTIRE CONTINENTS." I commented, "Yeah, just ask the Indians."
While watching the Baltimore coverage, I also commented upon the obvious presence of white communists in the crowd, including a white guy circulating on a bicycle. After I pointed it out, it became a game of "where's Comrade Waldo?" "There he is again," my daughter would point. "How do you know he's a communist?" "Because," I explained, "that's where I would have a cell member operating."
I also pointed out the marvelous opportunity for real tragedy, for creating an incident that would play right into the communists' hands. Looking at the police line and the crowd last night, I observed: "All they need is a sniper armed with a rifle about three hundred meters behind the cops and another one three hundred meters behind the crowd. The first shot comes from behind the cops into the chest of someone about to chuck a rock. A second volley of shots, no more than three or four, instantly comes from behind the crowd into the cops. Then another volley into innocents in the crowd coming from behind the cops. Both snipers then dump arms and exfiltrate. Race war America, all captured live on CNN."
My daughter was horrified. "Could that really happen," she asked. Well, I told her if I was a communist or a neoNazi that's how I would do it. She looked at me as if I was an alien about to devour a baby, which is pretty good description of any collectivist -- Nazi, communist, racial or religious.
Look, I told her, back in 90s I crossed swords with Dennis Mahon during the private investigation of the OKC bombing and Operation White Rose. I have an audio tape around here of Mahon telling me over the phone just how the race war he sought was going to kick off. He explained that first he and his neoNazi pals would dress up in black face and go to the white communities of Tulsa where he lived and do some "drive-bys." They would then change cars, strip off the black face and go to the black neighborhoods and do the same things. I explained to my daughter that collectivists of any stripe never cared about the deaths of innocents, only how events could be manipulated or manufactured to their advantage.
"And you used to be one of them?!?" she asked incredulously. Not a Nazi but a communist, but yes, I admitted, to my eternal shame and with no excuses, I had been. I know how they think. "There is no morality," I told her, "only crimes of opportunity that advance the party line."
I'm afraid she got more of an education than she bargained for last night, but the fact of the matter is that the elites in this country (and world-wide) seem to believe that encouraging a race war -- what would surely be a three-sided race war -- is in their best interests. How else to explain the Obama-Holder-Sharpton race machine combined with the amnesty push? Seen in context, anyone who allows themselves to be drug down into fighting it is dancing to the tune of George Soros and Company. Something we Three Percenters should keep firmly in mind.
It was heartening to see the scenes of neighborhood folks interposing themselves between the cops and the crowd, and especially the footage of the momma beating the crap out of her kid for participating and wearing a face mask. Is it enough? I don't know. I pray that it is, but that's not the way to bet.

Baltimore riots highlight ‘progressive’ paradox on guns and police

Korean merchants, Los Angeles Riots, 1992. "I don't know if I am wrong or not. People say I am wrong. What am I going to do? Just sit down and die? I am going to protect my store and my family and myself."
As Baltimore erupts in violence, and Mayor Stephanie Rawlings-Blake promises a safe haven for destroyers (thwarted only by the occasional armed citizen protecting life and property where the police fear to tread), an inescapable observation strikes. High-profile shootings of black males continue to occur in cities where “progressive” Democrats run things. Yet in spite of that, they embrace “gun control,” that is, a system where police are the “only ones” trusted to keep and bear arms. . .
None of us can foresee the future and predictions are always dicey things to make, but if I had to venture one, I’d say U.S. cities are in for an interesting summer. If that’s the case, we shouldn't be surprised to see members of the productive sector, who in turn will soon come to understand the “authorities” are useless at providing protection, reapplying old lessons learned from when Korean merchants refused to stand by while their livelihoods went up in flames.
For background on the Korean grocers for those too young at the time to remember see: Pocket of Tension; A Target of Rioters, Koreatown Is Bitter, Armed and Determined
"I want to make it clear that we didn't open fire first," said David Joo, manager of the gun shop. "At that time, four police cars were there. Somebody started to shoot at us. The L.A.P.D. ran away in half a second. I never saw such a fast escape. I was pretty disappointed."

Tuesday, April 28, 2015

'Natural born soldier' laid to rest at Arlington

Command Sgt. Maj. Robert "Bob" Gallagher

Stewart Rhodes Interviews Oath Keepers At Sugar Pine Mine

Audio of Stewart Rhodes Interviewing Oath Keepers of Josephine County, Oregon about the Sugar Pine Mine Security Operation, protecting the miner's 5th Amendment protected right to due process of the law.

Well, I obviously survived the endoscopy.

They "stretched" my esophogeal/stomach junction (or what passes for one these days). I've got a throat that feels like it was sandpapered and they put me on some prescription antacid to be taken in the morning before I eat. It is too early to tell whether this has solved all the problems (given past experience, I doubt it, but hope springs eternal). Anyway, I'm bruised and battered and a bit woozy and communicate mostly with whispers at the moment, but I'm back in the fight. Thanks for all your prayers.

Praxis: A couple of potentially useful, even vital, tools.

Courtesy of a chance encounter with a devoted reader at the NRA annual meeting, I received an example of the Choate Car Rescue Tool in the mail the other day. This seems to me to be extremely well designed and made and something that ought to be in the driver's side door pocket or attached to the visor of every vehicle. Seatbelt slasher, window puncher, ice scraper and Phillips head screw driver, it also makes a darn fine improvised fighting tool. I have long been impressed with the quality of Choate rifle stocks, owning three of them. I am going to be trying out one of these on my Polytech M14S "China Doll."
Also, I own three of these Choate Executive Letter Openers:
From the description:
Made of exotic fiberglass filled plastic. These letter openers can be driven through 1/2 inch plywood with minimal damage, needing only to be resharpened. Measure 1 3/16 inch wide, 7 3/4 inch long and blade length of 4 1/2 inch.Weight only 2 ounces. These letter openers can be carried under a watch band, in a sock, shirt or jacket. It can also be worn on a lightweight cotton string around the neck or taped anywhere on the body.
A useful tool in our increasingly metal detector-filled world. I can conceive of several uses for such a tool opening up regime "letters" in the future world they hypothesize for us.

Praxis: Ronnie Barrett's wet dream, Diane Feinstein's worst nightmare.

DARPA Announces Successful Live-Fire Test of EXACTO "Smart" Bullets.

I expected better from Judy Thomas.

Judy Thomas of the Kansas City Star writes: "Where are they now? Tracking militias and others who surfaced after Oklahoma City."
Now, I used to talk with Judy during the OKC bombing private investigation quite a lot. Of all the so-called "mainstream" media, she had a pretty good head on her shoulders. But as David Codrea comments, "So Much Conflation-- So Little Truth The Fourth Estate Fifth Columnists drag out Vanderboegh as the menace we should all be horrified over." Knowing Judy I wouldn't exactly call her a "Fifth Columnist," but characterizing me as "a leader in the anti-government Patriot movement" and plopping me down conflationary style in article with people who were mostly enemies of the Constitution in the 90s. . . well, it most charitably could be said to be sloppy, imprecise and frankly lazy.

Running With the Predators

Huge blazes rip through Baltimore as Freddie Gray rioters torch buildings including a nursing home, loot stores and attack police, injuring fifteen officers, as violence rages into the night.
Kumbaya: #FreddieGray protest brings together Crips, Bloods and the Nation of Islam.
This article goes a long way to explaining the "analysis" on CNN and MSNBC: Liberal elites continue to condemn law enforcement and excuse inner-city crime.

"Anonymous says hello NSA, FBI, DHS, ATF and DEA online..."

The FBI placed Anonymous 'hacktivist' Jeremy Hammond on a terrorism watchlist more than a year before he was arrested for alleged cyberattacks, the Daily Dot reported on Monday. Hammond is currently serving a 10-year federal prison sentence for his part in a series of high-profile hacks carried out under the Anonymous banner. One of the largest of those breaches in which Hammond played a leading role was the release of five million emails from the private intelligence firm Stratfor, which revealed that the company had been spying on human rights defenders at the behest of corporations and governments.

As they say in Winston County: "Y'all ain't from around here, air yeh?"

Armed groups protest federal government in Oregon.

This is the guy who motivated me to join the Minutemen.

Convicted cop-killer hangs himself in Alabama prison.

Monday, April 27, 2015

You can't please all of the people all of the time. "You can call me Ray. . ."

In response to the post below, I received this comment which demonstrates that you can't please all of the people all the time:
Man you used to do Praxis spots. You used to try and help and now this is all about YOU YOU YOU. Nobody with a brain cares if you sucked 40 years ago. The problem is that you suck NOW. This blog has become the "Why I Am So Fuckin' Good" , Blog. Do you honestly believe that that blowing your own horn all day every day is somehow a "legacy"? You really have no Idea how much of a joke you have become; Do you?---Ray
Now, after calm reflection of Ray's critique, I shrugged. Admitting that I used to be a traitor to my country and the Constitution does not constitute what I would consider "blowing (my) own horn." And no one is more cognizant than I that I pull my britches on one leg at a time just like everyone else. If my writing reflects my own experiences it's because I know of no other perspective from which to write. I must confess that after some searching thought, I shrugged. I do the best I can with what I have, mindful all the time that I could not but be humbled by the support I get from the rest of you. And then I laughed, for "Ray" reminded me of this old commercial:
So you can call me Ray, but you doesn't have to call me a johnson.

An anniversary to remember my "Benedict Arnold period."

Six years ago, I first wrote on the subject, A Missed Anniversary: "Vous les Americains Sont Pires que les Francais." I present it here without changes. It is a memory of which I am not proud, but I wouldn't be who I am today, doing what I do, without the shame and regret it brought me.
29 April 1975

April is a month of bittersweet anniversaries. 19 April of course marks Lexington and Concord, the Warsaw Ghetto, Waco, Oklahoma City, and in certain drunken ATF debaucheries, the birthday of their patron saint, Elliott Ness. The picture above marks another event, the fall of Saigon in 1975. This photo was taken 29 April. Saigon fell the next day on the 30th. Phnom Penh, Cambodia had fallen about two weeks before.

I missed marking this anniversary this year. I don't know why. The memories always hang heavy on my heart. This is not merely because it was hardly my country's finest hour, but because I bear personal guilt for it. You see, as the NVA gradually overran South Vietnam and the Khmer Rouge overran Camodia, I cheered the fall of every province, marking them on a map. This was during my Benedict Arnold period, when I was a communist and an avowed enemy of the constitutional republic of the United States. As a member first of the peacenik anti-war movement which I joined in 1967, then later the Students for Democratic Society, the Young Socialist Alliance, the Socialist Workers Party, the Workers Action Movement and finally the Maoist Progressive Labor Party, I had demonstrated, leafleted, marched, rioted, been tear gassed, billy clubbed and briefly, arrested (but later released without charges), eight years of street-level radicalism, all with an eye toward this day.

Toward the end, I became a member of the PLP's "secret party," dropped from public view and on instructions began to organize a "worker's militia" in central Ohio. We'd start out vetting new members by having them break into National Guard armory parking lots and slash vehicle tires. In the end, we'd rob dope dealers to raise the money to buy weapons, all kinds of weapons. We were very good at what we did. And very, very lucky. Don't believe me? Most of my "Benedict Arnold" period papers are part of a collection at the Ohio Historical Society. Look it up. You can look up the statute of limitations too. Nobody died. Like I said, we were very, very lucky.

So when Cambodia and South Vietnam fell, I was one of the happiest traitorous bastards around. I just hoped "the Revolution" would start here in my lifetime. Yeah, I was that stupid.

I suppose I would have continued on being terminally stupid until I became stupidly dead, if it hadn't been for a kindly old ex-Wehrmacht surgeon named Richter who, at the end of his life, decided to wrestle the devil for my soul.

My day job, when I wasn't buying or stealing guns for the communists, was as a hospital aide at University Hospital in Columbus, Ohio. I was on my first marriage, then, though my son Matt had not yet been born. Richter (I am ashamed to say that at this remove I am not even absolutely certain that was his real last name -- I always addressed him as "Herr Doktor" and what few papers, reading lists and so that he had given me were apparently discarded during the split with my ex-wife) was a patient of mine, come to OSU to get a second opinion from an American neurosurgeon he trusted.

It was the two weeks between Christmas, 1976, and the New Year, 1977 that this occurred. Nothing much happened over the holidays, and here he was, stuck in another country, far from the Germany he loved. I wonder now if he saved me because he was bored and had nothing better to do. He knew that I needed saving because he was a major fan of the United States system, which had just that year seen its bicentennial. That was the question that he posed to me first, I know.

"What," Herr Doktor asked in that slightly accented and very precise English that he spoke, "did you think of the 200th anniversay of your independence?" He always had this half-smile, but with a professorial air that demanded manners. I had a Czech refugee for a history professor once before (1971) who had the same mein. Like Vlad Steffel, Herr Doktor commanded respect.

I blew him off, though, with a stupidly shallow answer about America as a force for evil in the world which would, I was sure, soon be turned back by the forces of, I probably used the commie term "people's war." Herr Doktor was mildly amused and offered to dissuade me of that theory if I would just show him the courtesy of reading some books and articles and discussing them with him during and after my shifts. I agreed. It was the unintentionally smartest thing I ever did in my life.

We began with The Road to Serfdom by Hayek. I have always been a quick reader, but my mind rebelled at the points where Hayek's analysis diverged from my own adopted dialectical materialism, which is to say, everywhere. The first time I tangled with Herr Doktor was in the cherished notion I had that it was Soviet Communism that defeated the Nazis. The Communists were the real heroes of World War II, didn't he know that?

Herr Doktor brought me up short with the observation that he had seen that conflict up close and I was dead wrong. For two days, I think, we went back over the events of his life. His German Catholic family, always doctors or academics for hundreds of years. The decadent Weimar Republic, the street fighting, the longing for order, Hitler's rise, the early clashes between the Nazi Party and the Catholic Church, the sellout of the German Catholics by the Pope, how he missed the Hitler Jugend because of his age but was impressed into the Wehrmacht as a surgeon in 1939, all of these were mere prelude to his vivid description of the tragedy of millions of young men dying in the snow, killing each other for two sides of the same collectivist coin. His escape from Stalingrad on one of the last Junkers to leave the kessel. The crimes of the Nazis. The crimes of the Soviets, and later of the East German communists. "Two parties, same faces," he pointed out. Any Nazi who wanted to live in the new system had merely to declare his conversion to Marx, Lenin and Stalin and become what Eric Hoffer dubbed a "true believer." Hoffer was another title Herr Doktor recommended.

We got fairly well along in my conversion before he left to go home to Germany to die. It was ironic that it took a foreigner to teach me how little I really knew about my own country's history. I dove into his reading list, putting it together with things in the press, things I'd observed, first as a radical then as a communist. This wasn't trading one commissar for another gauleiter or vice versa. It was becoming educated in the Anglo-American concepts of individual liberty, property, commerce and polity. It was being reminded of the Judaeo-Christian roots of all of it. It was from Richter that I realized first that while a man cannot choose the time he lives in, he can choose how he lives up to that time. And yes, Herr Doktor's reading list included Rand, Locke, Adam Smith, Tolkein and C.S. Lewis.

No one analysis fit the reality of the world, said the Doktor, you must evaluate the facts and the truth, which is sometimes unsupportable by mere facts, and make your own judgments.

The sum total of what Herr Doktor taught me subverted completely my belief in communism, which from my own experiences had become somewhat cynical and jaded anyway. I handed off my assignment and, more's the pity, the arms dumps, to my second in command. If I hadn't he probably would have killed me. He wanted to anyway, me being a traitor to the class struggle and all. (That, plus the fact that I had in my head enough evidence to send about six men and three women to federal prison for a very long time.)

Of course I didn't tell them that this was because I had a crisis of conscience. I lied and told them I was just burnt out and that my wife was about to divorce me. This was more or less true, but still a lie. However, the first thing you're taught when you get to be a killer tomato (red thru and thru) is that it is OK to lie to anybody about anything if it advances the party's goals. So given that, lying to liars was even expected, in a way.

Anyway, I got out and never looked back. That didn't mean I wasn't constantly haunted by the reality of what I had done.

Chieu Hoi and Hoi Chanh.

Flip back up to that first image above, the evacuation of the American embassy in Saigon. Consider the awful reality of two countries left to people who were hardly little Jeffersonian democrats, and who set about proving that in the worst possible ways after our choppers had gone.

I once did a radio show with Dr. Russ Fine, who then had the evening call-in show on a certain station here in Birmingham. David Horowitz' book Radical Son had just come out, about his conversion from being a red diaper baby into a real American. David was pimping his book and Russ was happy to talk about it and to have someone experienced from that period of history to chat with Horowitz as someone with similar background.

After exchanging bona fides about the extent of our previous sins, I asked him the question that had, since my encounter with Herr Doktor Richter, most preyed on my own mind:

"David," I asked, "do you ever feel Benedict Arnold looking over your shoulder?" He was quiet for a moment, you could hear the slight crackle of that long phone line to California. Then he said, slowly, solemnly, "Yes."

"But if you're like me, you'll never get caught on the wrong side of your faith or the Constitution again, will you?"

"No," he replied firmly, "I won't."

"Chieu Hoi," I replied, "Hoi Chanh."

David understood the reference.

Chieu Hoi means "open arms" in Vietnamese, the name of a program designed to recruit ex-communists to the South's anti-communist fight. Someone who entered the Chieu Hoi program became a Hoi Chanh, a returnee. In Vietnam, many became Kit Carson scouts and worked alongside American and South Vietnamese troops.

And believe me, there is no greater anti-communist than an ex-communist. We know all the lies, first hand.

We also know that we can't go back.

We have burned our bridges and will live or die on the ground we have chosen. Of course twelve-step ex-leftists like Horowitz and me aren't brave at all compared to the Kit Carsons, nor did we recant in the expectation that we were joining a losing side like George Orwell or Whittaker Chambers. THOSE guys changed sides in the belief that while it was the right thing to do, they were probably joining a losing cause. Both were under the impression that either Sovietism or fascism was going to win in the end. But still they denounced the lies and stood on the truth, expecting death at the wall or in a ditch rather than reward. (Orwell's Homage to Catalonia and Chambers' Witness were both on Herr Doktor's list.)

And one other thing. As near as I can tell without a god-like glimpse into other men's souls we are all, we ex-communists, motivated by guilt at what we did in the name of totalitarianism. This guilt we must expunge by our every action for the rest of our lives. We cannot backslide, we cannot be fooled, or fool ouselves, into believing the lies ever again.

Don't believe me? Let me give you an example of the depth of my own guilt, something I am reminded of often, but particularly on anniversary days in April.

"Vous les Americains Sont Pires que les Francais."

"Vous les Americains Sont Pires que les Francais" is the title of Chapter 27 of Never Fight Fair!, an oral history of the SEALS by Orr Kelly. Chapter 27 is a reminiscence of William G. "Chip" Beck, who served as an advisor with the Cambodian Army as it fought a desperate battle against the Khmer Rouge rebels from January 1974 until that fatful April 1975. Beck tells the story of the heroic resistance of the anti-communist Cambodians and especially of one man, Khy Hak who most exemplified and personified that resistance. An excerpt:

I was an advisor to the 11th Cambodian Brigade at the time. I was the only American in Kompong Thom, this little town in central Cambodia. There were two other foreignrs there -- a Norwegian doctor and a French priest. He had been there twenty-eight years and spoke Cambodian like a native. We used to call his congregation "the Christian soldiers." After he said Mass, he would go out and show them how to put up a machinegun emplacement with effective cross fire.

I had responsibility for an area between Kompong Thom and siem Reap, where Ankgor Wat is. I used to travel back and forth in that whole northern area.

I started out based in Siem Reap but I was so impressed by the quality of the officers and what they were doing with the men in Kompong Thom that I went back to the embassy and told them they needed a full timer down there with the 11th Cambodian Brigade. They agreed.

The provincial governor was also a general whose name was Teap Ben. He was the political provincial advisor and senior military person. The man in charge of most of the combat forces was Col. Khy Hak, probably one of the two military geniuses I have met in my life. The guy didn't go to school until he was eleven years old and ended up completing the national military academy at age eighteen at the top of his class.

Khy Hak had studied everything from Napoleon to Mao Tse Tung. In his library I found these huge books on the Napoleonic battles. There were maps where he had drawn in red and blue where the troops had gone and where they had made their mistakes. He could think in strategic terms. He could send massive troop units going out but also have his men infiltrate into the Khmer Rouge as guerrillas. He could fight as a guerrilla or a major tactician.

When the war started, these two guys were at Siem Reap, a little outpost. They were maybe a major and a captain at the time. That became one of the few places where, when the North Vietnamese and the Khmer Rouge started running over Cambodia, they didn't get very far. They were not guys who sat in there offices and worried about their next corruption deal. They would go out and fight with the troops.

Khy Hak got wounded, for the first time in his life, during the battle for Ankgor Wat. Instead of being evacuated, he had his men put him on a door amd carry him into battle while he was still bleeding. It was an incredible battle because Khy Hak has a sense of history. He didn't want to use heavy artillery to take out the North Vietnamese because he was afraid of destroying the historic ruins of Ankgor wat. So he had his men go in and fight hand to hand, tactical, down and dirty.

Kompomg Thom had been overrun and almost taken by the Khmer Rouge in 1973, the year before I got there, and when they sent Teap Ben and Khy Hak, literally, the Khmer Rouge were in downtown Kompong Thom. The helicopter flew these two guys in, wouldn't even land, as the troops were fighting to get back into the city. Literally, they retook the city house by house.

By the time I got there, the Khmer Rouge were still surrounding the town and attacking it, if not every day, every week. I was just so impressed by what was going on I decided to make my own headquarters there. The longer I stayed and saw what they were doing, the more impressed I got.

At one point in the dry season, Khy Hak had had enough of being surrounded by the Khmer Rouge and said he was going to take back the territory beyond the town perimeter. . . Khy Hak decided he and his brigade, under cover of darkness, would walk out of Kompong Thom along Highway 5 and wreak havoc among the Khmer Rouge. And they did. In the course of three days they walked a hundred miles and they brought back 10,000 people from among the Cambodian population. By the time a month and a half was finished, they had brought back 45,000 people from the communist zone, brought them back into a little town that previously had only 15,000 people in it.

When Khy Hak went out there, he didn't force the people to come back at gunpoint. He would get up on a tree stump or a chair and talk to the villagers.

He told them, "Look, there's corruption in the government, there's corruption in the army. But if you come back I will try to protect you. The Khmer Rouge willl try to stop you from going. I will help you get back. Once you reach safety in Kompong Thom, they will try to attack us and kill you. I will try to protect you. It's going to be hard to feed you. You will have to grow your own crops. We can't count on anybody but ourselves. But you know what it's like out here under the comminists. Choose. Make your choice."

And they made their choice, by the thousands.

I flew out in a chopper after the operation got going and I couldn't believe my eyes. . . I stayed out there with troops for three days. I really wasn;t supposed to but Khy Hak challenged me, "How do you know that I won't lie to you? Or someone will ask you if I'm lying. See for yourself. You can tell them the truth." so I stayed there . . . As Khy Hak had predicted, the more refugees we got into the town, the more of a political embarrassment it was for the Khmer Rouge. They intensified the pressure on Kompong Thom in March and April of 1974. . .

(Short of rice for the refugees and unable to get enough from USAID, Khy Hak staged a raid out into the countryside)

. . . in an area where the Khmer Rouge had been stockpiling rice they had taken from farmers. . . As we were pulling out, some mortar rounds started falling. Khy Hak got on the radio -- the Khmer Rouge had the same radios he had -- and issued a challenge: "This is Col. Khy Hak. Here is my precise position. I will wait here for one hour. There is no need for you to shoot at unarmed civilians who can't defend themselves. If you want to fight somebody, fight me. I will wait. If you are not here in an hour, I will figure you are too afraid to do it."

They didn't come. . .

(Beck tells the story of the bloody and heroic defense of Kompong Thom against overwhelming numbers of Khmer Rouge.)

The day the seige of Kompong Thom was broken, with three hundred Khmer Rouge left dead on the battlefield, the headlines in the world press, one major newspaper -- I can't remember which one -- said: "Rebel rockets hit Phnom Penh; Three Killed."

These defenders had killed three hundred to one thousand enemy soldiers in bloody combat but there was never a story told about this.

For the rest of the dry season, things were pretty calm there. Khy Hak was promoted to general the final year, in 1975, in the final months in Phnom Penh.

He and I had worked out a plan where I would take his wife and children and set them up on an escape route I had set up in northern Cambodia for the civilians.

I didn't know when Operation Eagle Pull (the American evacuation) was going to go. When I found out, I was several hundred miles away from his family. I couldn't get to them directly. I had somebody else go over to the house to ask Mrs. Khy Hak to leave with them. She refused. She didn't know her husband wanted her to leave.

By the time he was able to get back to Phnom Penh, to the center of town as the perimeter was falling, there was no way to get her out. He put his wife and his five children -- beauitful little children, from four years old to eight -- in a jeep. The Khmer Rouge caught them approaching the airport and took them over to a pagoda.

One of my Cambodian soldiers who went back in and talked to witnesses said they killed the little kids. They executed the children, then they shot his wife. After making him witness that, they executed him. So they got their revenge on him.

Chip Beck's sketch of General Khy Hak.

We then started hearing of many atrocities being committed. (After Phnom Penh fell to the Khmer Rouge on 16 April 1975, as many as four million Cambodians were slain by the victors over the next two years.) The Khmer Rouge would get on the single sideband radios that had been part of the military network. After the Americans had made the evacuation in Eagle Pull, the Khmer Rouge would get on the radio and hold the key so you could hear the office people being tortured and murdered on the air. . .

Unlike Vietnam, the Cambodians could have held out. We, the advisors, were told we could supply the Cambodian army as long as they could fight. That's what we told them. After we evacuated the country, that order was rescinded.

The French died at Dien Bien Phu. They were soundly defeated but they fought and we just went out the back door.

We, the advisors who had lived with these people, sometimes for years, had to sit there and listn to them on the radio calling to us, saying, "Where are our supplies? We're still fighting. We're holding out."

Finally they ran out of ammunition. That's the only thing that made many of these people surrender and then they were executed by the Khmer Rouge.

One of the last transmissions -- the last transmission I ever heard out of Cambodia -- was a Cambodian colonel, just before they killed him. You could hear them breaking down the door. You could hear him say, "Vous les Americains Sont Pires que les Francais." -- you Americans are worse than the French.

Recovering your conscience too late.

Yes, we were. And I was among the worst. I CHEERED the murderers on. I did my best to make THIS happen.



Do you begin to understand the guilt for someone who has recovered his conscience too late? The blood of Khy Hak's family is on my hands, just as the blood of Russian kulaks was on Whittaker Chambers' hands. When you recover your conscience, the only thing you can do is make sure, to the best of your ability, that it never happens again.

We do not choose the circumstances of the world we live in, yet we must react as best we can to its challenges. For me, I have no choice. I must continue to walk along the path Herr Doktor Richter showed me more than thirty years ago in that hospital room on Nine East. My fate was set, and my Master selected, when I turned my face from pagan collectivist evil under the patient tutelage of a wise, slight-statured old man with a perpetual smile and white hair.

I can never and will never go back.

So when somebody whispers in your ear, "Well, you can't trust him, he used to be a communist," think twice. For he may be the only one who sees clearly enough to point your way through the minefield of bad choices that collectivism -- any and all collectivism -- represents.

And when I cross over to that place my Master has chosen for me, I can only hope Khy Hak is there, so I can finally beg his forgiveness for the sins of my youth. Until then, I will think of him and the millions like him every April, when spring reminds me of my guilty complicity in collectivist mass murder.

Little has changed at Elohim City, including the beliefs of the residents

Since it became notorious 20 years ago with suspicions about links to the Oklahoma City bombing, Elohim City seems frozen in time. But none of the suspicions swirling around the village is true, say John and David Millar, sons of the community’s late founder and patriarch, Robert Millar.

Las Vegas officials knew of anti-government couple before fatal 2014 shooting spree

A Las Vegas couple who killed two police officers and a good Samaritan last year had been on the radar of a nearby fusion center whose mission was to thwart dangerous extremists. It’s difficult to tell whether the fusion center dropped the ball. But this much is noteworthy: A group of armed members of the “patriot movement” was more concerned about the couple than was the fusion center.

Defense of slavery decisions points to ultimate need for armed citizenry

Anti-gun Oregon Democrat State Senator Chuck Riley says the Supreme Court was “right for the time” for upholding the enslavement of blacks as Constitutional. His comments came after questioning by gun rights advocates who were attempting to understand his rational for supporting citizen disarmament edicts, and was recorded by videographer “LaughingAtLiberals.”

China Signs Huge Arms Deal With Russia, Buys World's Best Missile

China and Russia, as part of closer strategic ties, have finalized a long-awaited deal for very long range S-400 surface to air missile (SAM) system. The deal is not only the largest Sino-Russian arms deal in over a decade, but S-400 missile defense capabilities would provide China with a quick missile defense upgrade at the moment neighboring states like North Korea acquire more ballistic missiles, and the U.S. and Japan look to buy stealthy anti-ship missiles.

It's been a rough weekend.

And Rosey was on me to take a day off. Overslept this morning and won't get much of anything posted until later. Sorry.

Saturday, April 25, 2015

Please hold your fire while I reload -- Tee Shirts, Hats, Magazines and Gas Money.

I'm finally getting over the pasting I took while traveling 3000 miles round trip -- two days out, two days back, 24 hours total behind the wheel -- to Colorado and back. My endoscopy is coming up on Tuesday, so perhaps I'll be in better shape after that. Keep me in your prayers. In retrospect, I'll never try that again without a co-driver. Of course, I couldn't have done it at all without the support of the magnificent folks who provided me shelter along the way, sort of a freedom fighter underground railroad. Without that, I couldn't have afforded the hotels to stay at (the rental car and gas sucking up the majority of resources). I'd have done it anyway, but I would have ended up sleeping in the car and showering in truck stops.
You know, for the NRA annual meeting I stayed in a hotel paid for by a reader, and it wasn't cheap. Such help, unsolicited, is humbling beyond belief. I cannot thank those of you who support my work enough. I try to make it count as best I can. May God bless you all.
However, as much money as has been raised by the sales of tee shirts and hats, I now find myself having to reload -- there are several tee shirt sizes and colors that I quickly ran out of. Green seems to be most popular and I am now out of all colors of large, extra large and XXL. In fact, I may restrict the number of colors since I find it harder to deal with the multiplicity -- WalMart I ain't. All orders will be honored, of course, but if you haven't received yours yet, then they're now on backorder and I'll get them out to you as soon as I've reloaded. Same goes for hats. I'll let you know as soon as that happens.
In addition, the Colorado trip has now exhausted the entirety of the magazine stocks, politician grade and freedom fighter grade. I would like to do more smuggling into Connecticut later this year to directly confront THAT beast, so I am dependent upon y'all for reloading.
Bear with me, please.

Gun rights advocates can use social media to better influence political outcomes

“The establishment won with the minimum votes and maximum cover. And they're going to keep winning, because we will continue to issue the same tired, weak, harmless ‘Contact DiFi’ alerts when we could go cutting-edge tactical and focus on vulnerabilities.”

Republicans Who Voted For Loretta Lynch Voted For The Abuse Of Executive Power. "Things have been running a lot smoother since the GOP took over. No more obstruction. Just a lot of capitulation."

Mitch McConnell could have made a case against Obama’s overreach. Now, he’s complicit.

The hoplite "hordes." "American Flag Protest Shuts Down Valdosta State University."

"Hordes of people descended on Valdosta State University, lining the streets and waving flags. Valdosta Police Chief Brian Childress told the Valdosta Daily Times before the demonstration that they 'just want to come down here and support the American flag.'"

Collectivist "Lebensraum." Hartford Courant cartoonist Bob Englehart advocates resettlement of firearm owners.

"In fact, I’d feel safer if those folks were obliged by law to join a well-regulated state militia or of (sic) they just moved somewhere else, such as like-minded Texas."
Courant cartoonist takes personal hatred, frustration out on gun owners
I once got my daughter Zoe in trouble at school when she answered the social studies teacher's question, "What is the difference between socialism and communism?" A socialist she explained (as she had learned at her daddy's knee), was a communist who had not yet found his AK-47 or the will to use it, and a communist was a socialist who had found his AK-47 and would kill you with it. (I told this story to an Oath Keeper's meeting in New York.)
Likewise, a fascist is a national socialist who has not yet worked out how to make the east-bound trains to the camps run on time, or the guts to load them. However, as we see from the above, a latter-day Julius Streicher is now advocating forced resettlement of firearm owners to make his state safer for collectivism.
You know, we've seen this movie before. We know how it ends. Englehart evidently doesn't. Perhaps he should check with Julius Streicher. Of course he would have to go to Hell to do it.
Julius Streicher, Hitler's favorite "journalist" and propagandist, after dancing the executioner's jig at Nuremberg in 1946.

From David. (Please send link around to support his writing.)

‘Kapo’ von Furstenberg gives Giffords ‘gun control’ award at UN

Wisconsin’s Shame: Even Salon Agrees the Raids Were Wrong

Unless lives are at stake, the police should not storm into anyone’s home. The stories of horrific misjudgments and tragic accidents in “no knock” raids and other home incursions are too numerous to link, and the risks incurred are not only wholly unnecessary, the home raid itself is deeply antithetical to a free people’s liberty and should be undertaken as a last resort, not a first resort. But returning to Wisconsin, the raids here were in some ways worse even than the abusive raids we so often see in the drug war and other criminal investigations. Here, the DA was often investigating “crimes” that weren’t crimes at all but rather constitutionally protected issue advocacy. Even when the DA was ostensibly investigating actual potential criminal misconduct, his targets were chosen not so much on the basis of actual evidence but rather proximity to the hated Scott Walker.

Friday, April 24, 2015

My Patriot's Day Speech, 19 April 2015 in Canon City, CO


Never minimize the collectivist appetite for self-deception. “Background checks are more popular in the United States than baseball and kittens.”

Hillary’s White House bid energizes gun control supporters

Write-Up of the Canon City Patriot's Day Event in the Westcliffe Sangre de Cristo Sentinel.

 Patriot's Day Celebration : A Great Success
by George Gramlich
The Sangre de Cristo Sentinel
Westcliffe, CO.  April 24, 2015, Front Page
The 240th anniversary of “The Shot Heard Around The World” was celebrated in grand style last Saturday at Veterans Park in Cañon City with music and speeches by local, state and national political figures. April 19, commonly known as “Patriot’s Day,” commemorates the first shot fired at the British in Lexingtion, Massachusetts, in the Revolutionary War in 1775.
The event was organized by Mara and Jack Roberts of the Liberty Action Group in Pueblo West. Sponsors included the Sentinel, Warrior Kit in Pueblo West, and Raft Masters/Colorado Jeep Tours in Cotopaxi. Music was provided by George Rivera and his Fat Chance Blues Band who rocked the crowd from 11:30 a.m. to 1 p.m. when the speech making began.  Joseph Santoro (U.S. Army, Retired) was the Master of Ceremonies for the event and led the audience with the Pledge of Allegiance at 1 p.m.
Speakers included former U.S. Congressman Tom Tancredo, Colorado Senator Kevin Grantham, Colorado Representative James “Jim” Wilson, Chairwoman Becky Mizel of the Pueblo County Republican Party, Custer County Sheriff Shannon Byerly, nationally known patriot Mike Vanderboegh, founder of the Three Percent movement, author of the Sipsey Street Irregulars blog site and one of the sources that broke the Fast and Furious scandal a few years ago, and finally, the featured speaker, the founder of the Oath Keepers Organization (, former U.S. Army paratrooper, and Yale scholar, Stewart Rhodes.
Mike Vanderboegh (who was the featured speaker at last year’s Southern Colorado Patriots Club entry in the Independence Day Parade in Westcliffe) energized the crowd with a rousing speech entitled, “The “Law” Versus the Rule of Law” where he expounded on the unconstitutional laws being passed all over the country and especially here in Colorado with our recently passed unconstitutional gun laws including the magazine ban. Near the end of his speech, Mike’s assistant opened a box and dumped fifty 30-round AR15 magazines in front of Mike on the grass. Mike then ended his speech with these words:
“Here’s a box filled with fifty misdemeanors -- magazines that mysteriously appeared in your state yesterday coincident with my arrival. Now these are “politician grade” magazines. We have smuggled hundreds of perfectly reliable magazines into Connecticut and Colorado over the past two years. We call those “freedom fighter” grade magazines -- you can bet your life on them. But politician-grade magazines. . . well, like politicians they are unreliable and probably won’t work as advertised. They are perfect, therefore, for presentation to anti-gun politicians.
What I am looking for here today is co-conspirators in liberty. I am looking for volunteers to take these misdemeanors, present them to the politicians in this state in whatever otherwise legal method that you choose, along with the message -- “This was smuggled into Colorado in violation of your law. Now that you’ve taken possession of it, why don’t you go arrest yourself?
So the alternative is yours -- will you join the nationwide conspiracy for liberty? It is not without risk, but somewhere the Founders will be smiling. And remember this -- THE ENEMIES OF LIBERTY CAN ONLY MAKE YOU A SLAVE TO THEIR APPETITES WITH YOUR OWN PERMISSION AND INACTION. The choice is yours. Do I have any volunteers?”
At that moment dozens of audience members rushed to the front of the dais and picked up every single one of the “illegal” magazines as the crowd roared with applause.
Finally, the featured speaker, Stewart Rhodes, rose to speak. Mr. Rhodes described the sacrifices that our militia members went through in the Revolutionary War and that victory was achieved because virtually all adult males in the northern colonies were militia members. He spoke eloquently of the need for us to support our sheriff’s posse as they represent the militia concept today. He encouraged all citizens to join the posse as it is the final bulwark for freedom and liberty.
The event concluded with Mr. Santoro leading the entire assembly in taking or re-taking our sacred Oath to the Constitution of the United States of America.

(Editor/GG: Next week we will be printing Mike Vanderboegh’s speech in it’s entirety. Be sure to check it out!)

List of traitorous dogs who voted for Loretta Lynch.

Alphabetical by Senator Name
Alexander (R-TN), Nay
Ayotte (R-NH), Yea
Baldwin (D-WI), Yea
Barrasso (R-WY), Nay
Bennet (D-CO), Yea
Blumenthal (D-CT), Yea
Blunt (R-MO), Nay
Booker (D-NJ), Yea
Boozman (R-AR), Nay
Boxer (D-CA), Yea
Brown (D-OH), Yea
Burr (R-NC), Nay
Cantwell (D-WA), Yea
Capito (R-WV), Nay
Cardin (D-MD), Yea
Carper (D-DE), Yea
Casey (D-PA), Yea
Cassidy (R-LA), Nay
Coats (R-IN), Nay
Cochran (R-MS), Yea
Collins (R-ME), Yea
Coons (D-DE), Yea
Corker (R-TN), Nay
Cornyn (R-TX), Nay
Cotton (R-AR), Nay
Crapo (R-ID), Nay
Cruz (R-TX), Not Voting
Daines (R-MT), Nay
Donnelly (D-IN), Yea
Durbin (D-IL), Yea
Enzi (R-WY), Nay
Ernst (R-IA), Nay
Feinstein (D-CA), Yea
Fischer (R-NE), Nay
Flake (R-AZ), Yea
Franken (D-MN), Yea
Gardner (R-CO), Nay
Gillibrand (D-NY), Yea
Graham (R-SC), Yea
Grassley (R-IA), Nay
Hatch (R-UT), Yea
Heinrich (D-NM), Yea
Heitkamp (D-ND), Yea
Heller (R-NV), Nay
Hirono (D-HI), Yea
Hoeven (R-ND), Nay
Inhofe (R-OK), Nay
Isakson (R-GA), Nay
Johnson (R-WI), Yea
Kaine (D-VA), Yea
King (I-ME), Yea
Kirk (R-IL), Yea
Klobuchar (D-MN), Yea
Lankford (R-OK), Nay
Leahy (D-VT), Yea
Lee (R-UT), Nay
Manchin (D-WV), Yea
Markey (D-MA), Yea
McCain (R-AZ), Nay
McCaskill (D-MO), Yea
McConnell (R-KY), Yea
Menendez (D-NJ), Yea
Merkley (D-OR), Yea
Mikulski (D-MD), Yea
Moran (R-KS), Nay
Murkowski (R-AK), Nay
Murphy (D-CT), Yea
Murray (D-WA), Yea
Nelson (D-FL), Yea
Paul (R-KY), Nay
Perdue (R-GA), Nay
Peters (D-MI), Yea
Portman (R-OH), Yea
Reed (D-RI), Yea
Reid (D-NV), Yea
Risch (R-ID), Nay
Roberts (R-KS), Nay
Rounds (R-SD), Nay
Rubio (R-FL), Nay
Sanders (I-VT), Yea
Sasse (R-NE), Nay
Schatz (D-HI), Yea
Schumer (D-NY), Yea
Scott (R-SC), Nay
Sessions (R-AL), Nay
Shaheen (D-NH), Yea
Shelby (R-AL), Nay
Stabenow (D-MI), Yea
Sullivan (R-AK), Nay
Tester (D-MT), Yea
Thune (R-SD), Nay
Tillis (R-NC), Nay
Toomey (R-PA), Nay
Udall (D-NM), Yea
Vitter (R-LA), Nay
Warner (D-VA), Yea
Warren (D-MA), Yea
Whitehouse (D-RI), Yea
Wicker (R-MS), Nay
Wyden (D-OR), Yea

Having difficulty loading it, but I am told that this is Stewart Rhodes' speech at Canon City.

And that my speech will be here later Friday.

Bloomberg's Nightmare: Washington Arms Expo.

Part Two of Roger Charles' Exclusive: Oklahoma City Bombing Breakthrough.

The way J.D. Cash told me, there was a meeting in Tulsa where ATF was told by FBI with participants from Main Justice, "Hands off, Elohim City, that's OUR operation."

High Country News reports on Oregon situation.

Oath Keepers show up for a public lands dispute in Oregon.
Yet, as of Wednesday, Oath Keepers were still asking for more “boots on the ground,” and Barclay was again supporting the escalating presence. Idaho three-percenters (a group that holds anti-federal government views and is named for the three percent of the colonial population that fought in the American Revolution) have also rallied to Medford to support the miners.

Census: Record 51 million immigrants in 8 years, will account for 82% of U.S. growth

Legal and illegal immigrants will hit a record high of 51 million in just eight years and eventually account for an astounding 82 percent of all population growth in America, according to new U.S. Census figures. A report from the Center for Immigration Studies that analyzed the statistics said that by 2023, one in seven U.S. residents will be an immigrant, rising to one in five by 2060 when the immigrant population totals 78 million.
And here's one of those stellar cases of future citizenship: Illegal Alien Charged With Four Counts of First-Degree Murder Wasn't Deported Thanks to Obama's DACA.

VA Sends Veterans’ Medical Info To FBI To Get Their Guns Taken Away

“Some of the veterans we represent have been put on the list simply because they let their spouses pay the family bills or even have the bills paid automatically every month by the bank,” said Connelly, who flagged the documents provided to TheDC for this report. “There is a total lack of due process here, and it is never mentioned in the memo."

Thursday, April 23, 2015

Praxis: 82nd Airborne Tries Ultralight Vehicles

Whether the Army buys more vehicles depends on tests conducted by the 82nd. Soldiers have evaluated the Polaris MRZR-4, dubbed the light tactical all-terrain vehicle (LTATV), for increased mobility during airfield seizure operations, and the vehicle would provide a rifle company with an air-droppable maneuver and small arms platform.

More on Valdosta.

Hundreds of VSU students show support for American flag after controversial protest
Father of VSU protester tells son to turn himself in to authorities
In addition, I received this email advising of the details of the ride:
Subject: Ride to Valdosta Friday 24 April 2015
Plans are pretty well finalized regarding our ride to Valdosta. . .
Ride: Via I-75 (Times are estimated but should be close). We will ride 70-75 MPH staggered in the left lane. This is to avoid 18 wheelers. As we approach rolling pick-up exits, probably about 2-3 miles out, we will get into the right lane and slow down to 50 MPH. Riders in the back should put on flashers to warn trailing motorists that we are at 50 MPH. Joining riders are to be at exits and come down entrance ramps. If properly positioned, they should be able to see and hear us. (We are not stopping except at Exit 101 Pilot in Cordele for gas top off). Once riders join the group, we will then resume highway speeds and move back into the left lane. Then rear riders turn flashers off. Ride order, for group cohesiveness and safety, will be 2 wheelers, then trikes, then cages. I will have a sweep rider to help us with lane switching. Passing down hand signals will be critical with a large group on the interstate.
Stage 8:30 AM From south bound I-75, Exit 149, right on GA 49, to Waffle House on the right. Gas station (Flash Foods) are very close to the WH.
Ride Briefing 8:45 AM
KSU From Byron 9 AM SHARP
Rolling Pick Up Exit 112 (9:30 - 9:45 AM) Greg Royal
Gas stop for 15 minutes and Rodney's crew joining the ride Exit 101 Cordele Pilot (10:00 AM - 10:15 AM)
Rolling Pick Up Exit 62 (11:15 AM) Wild 1 Handy and his ALR crew
Exit 22 into Valdosta. (12 Noonish) Stage Check In at 3103 Ashley Street Valdosta (5 Points Mall)
Lunch somewhere and return to 3103 Ashley Street for KSU at 2:00 PM
While there: I understand that a large meeting was held where police went from hostile to accommodative. We plan to ride on the public streets and follow all traffic laws as we ride onto VSU campus. Wild1 and I between us will have approximately 50 flagline flags on our bikes if we have an opportunity to dismount and stand flag line(s). Not sure of that yet. USAF Vet and Heroine Michelle Manhart will be at staging but cannot ride onto VSU campus, as she would be arrested for trespassing.
We seek no trouble nor do we plan to break the law. Please make sure that your driver license, bike registration paperwork, insurance, Georgia Firearms License, and tags are current and up to date. We don’t want to give anyone an excuse to stop us and/or detain us. I encourage that those riding should keep “things” well concealed. I have no information that we should be concerned otherwise.
By the way, University Stooge President has announced his resignation effective July 1, 2015. No reason given. LOL
“Evil flourishes where good men do nothing”.