Highs and lows and keeping on keeping on.

National Command Authority (NCA) is a term used by the Department of Defense of the United States of America to refer to the ultimate lawful source of military orders. The NCA comprises the President of the United States (as commander-in-chief) and the Secretary of Defense (as the deputy to the commander-in-chief) jointly, or their duly deputized successors, i.e. the Vice President and the Deputy Secretary of Defense. -- Wikipedia.

I sat down last night with a pen and paper after struggling once more with dinner and tried to order my thoughts about where we stand in the fight overall, where we're heading and whether anything I can say or do will make one damn bit of difference to the outcome.

Some of this is no doubt influenced by my continued health challenges and the prospect of my latest doctor (I've lost count as they go by) peering up my rectum on Monday. (I think it's the default position of every gastro doc when they don't know what else to do: "How long has it been since we anally raped you simply out of curiosity?")

Lows: It has been a rough week, in every sense. Time (for all of us, I fear) is running out and my body is running down. Readership on the blog is down, from approximately 10K page views a day to 9K. Good friends like David Codrea continue to struggle, turning out exceptional work product with no good venue for showcasing that work, being plagiarized by lesser men and women without attribution or remuneration. The juggernaut of leviathan continues apace, with little standing in the way of economic collapse, civil war over firearms or even race war. (It is an odd feeling, hoping for economic collapse as the best of bad alternatives.) Good men and women behind enemy lines continue to risk all and new states are added to the list every week it seems. Our resources to fight these fights are pitifully inadequate. (Where is our equivalent of Michael Collins and the Irish National Loan? Or even, a multimillionaire Lotto winner who is enamored of the Constitution more than he is of being able to go to Las Vegas in his new Ferrari every week?) My latest call for freedom fighter magazines to smuggle later this year into Connecticut and New York has yielded exactly four AR mags and ten AK mags. (And God bless the two men who did that.)

Highs: Within the past week, one of those men passed through town and donated, not only the mags, but brass, miscellaneous items and ammunition that I have already distributed to newbies (and the owner of that M1917 Smith and Wesson revolver thanks you profusely for the .45 Colt Auto Rim ammunition) as well as a stunningly generous donation to the cause. It is humbling in the extreme. Another high: Good men and women behind enemy lines continue to risk all, even though new states are seemingly added to the list every week. Where do we get such brave folks? Will they be enough? How do I keep from letting them down? These are questions always in the forefront of my mind.

Well, one way is to keep at it. I chanced upon that C-SPAN show the other morning and my phoned in question has, according to sources, hit a nerve with certain members of the administration. By phrasing the question the way I did ("the growing suspicion that the National Command Authority is in the hands of the domestic enemies of the Constitution"), I put COL Petkosek on the spot. The predicate to the question went unchallenged by him and he answered the question in a direct and straightforward manner. This, according to the fears of some familiar with the Army and the Pentagon, may have jeopardized his career (and he is viewed by my sources as someone who is extremely competent, conscientious and fast-tracked for stars -- at least he was before my question).

Was this my intention? No. But it is a natural consequence of putting the subversive question out there in a national media venue (even one as ill-watched as C-SPAN) when Obama and his coterie are in fact domestic enemies of the Constitution. They don't like seeing their own ugly faces in the mirror. The question of what form, if any, the retaliation by the White House and their lapdogs in the E-Ring of the Pentagon will take is up for discussion and debate among my sources, with some doubting they will dare to come down on COL Petkosek (as he has accumulated many friends and mentors during his career) and others certain of it (because they don't give the traitorous dogs in control much credit for smarts). For our purposes it was still a win-win, even if it unintentionally causes COL Petkosek career difficulties. Said one, "You are wicked devilish, Vanderboegh, to think up a subversive question like that on the fly. . . The Empire does not like someone introducing doubt into the minds of people it views as its lackey stormtroopers."

Okay, so that was a win, costing nothing to execute. Except, perhaps, COL Petkosek's career. Yet if he's the stand-up guy my sources say he is, I harmed a good man. Was it a win or a loss? In any case, it is not without cost to my conscience.

So, I keep on keeping on, not knowing anything else to do (although Rosey would prefer that we see to the ramshackle house and the jungle-like backyard once in a while). God bless you all for your continued support. I only hope I am equal to your sacrifices.