“You are willing to sell the farm,...” You can plainly see where banging the gums has gotten us and I wouldn’t be the first one to walk to and then stand on a line. I wouldn’t be the first to pay a price for doing it either. If we had walked a tight line in the guardianship of our rights we would not need to engage in remedial actions today. When I think of the lives lost to preserve what we had in the past, and I reflect on that loss daily while witnessing the abominations committed by our supposed representatives and executive politicians, I stand a little straighter and walk a tighter line.
When I was a lad my brother and I went for a ten-mile hike in the Berkshire mountains in west-central Massachusetts. In a .30 cal ammo can we carried our lunch, hygiene items and a Kabar knife which belonged to our father. One mile outside of town we were stopped by a policeman who queried us regarding our intentions that morning to satisfy his curiosity. Seeing the knife in the ammo can he asked why I had it to which I replied to protect ourselves if need be. “Have a good hike boys” was his reply and he was gone. Today I would be hauled in on suspicion of being a threat to society and sentenced to hard time with assorted miscreants.
I live in Arizona and I thank God I live in a state that recognizes the Constitutional right to carry openly or concealed. There are a few restrictions which, with further efforts, will fall by the wayside and be relegated to the dustbin of collectivist inspired history. As it stands I can walk the road well-travelled in this state, border to border, through city and town, much as our forefathers did as I mentioned. Liberty will be served when that degree of reciprocity reigns. Common sense and the knowledge of what once was is all that is necessary to reclaim what we had. All we need are a few good men with firm resolve not to accept abuse of our rights and a clear, uncorrupted vision of the future. Yeah. I’m a romantic. But I can dream can’t I?
Don’t sell out. Ever. Wake up. We are well past dreams, of the past. Today is the Day. All the best, to ya, chulaivn66.