Posted on 05/26/2017 11:32:36 PM PDT by OneVike
This may not make sense, but I truly believe I am not the only one who is being prodded by an inner self to put an end to the madness. The dream I had is convoluted, but my reaction to it when I a awoke is what matters.
I found myself in a room where my IQ was being tested. The questions were vague, and my answers were even more so. It seemed like I finished the 25 question test in record time, so I used the allotted time remaining to skim over my answers to be sure I was comfortable with them. I handed to test to the petite blond at the desk, and was told to wait in another room while she scored it.
In the waiting room there was a television so I started channel surfing, but soon realized that every channel was either about the weather or fashion design. Since the weather was almost as boring as the fashion channels, I decided to turn the television off. I then noticed the magazines on the small round table in the middle of the room. I looked through them and settled for one on sports. As I flipped through the pages I came across an article about a football player who lost a race to a lame horse.
It was an interesting account of a young running back who thought he could beat a lame horse, but lost. As stupid as I thought the article was, I stuck with it just to kill time. That is until the football player started blaming the horses black trainer for a being racist towards Asian football players. I remember thinking, "Why does everyone make stupid accuses for their own failures in life?" That's when I tossed the magazine back on the table, and looked through the others to find something to read.
All the other magazines were just as stupid, so instead I stood up and walked over to a window. Looking down to the street below I noticed that all the people were wearing the same color rain coats. I looked up at the sky and it was completely sunny with no clouds in sight. Wow, people are strange these days I was thinking. I was beginning to get a weird feeling inside me, as I wondered why I agreed to take this stupid test. All of a sudden the door opened and a short fat guy with a green suit came in to tell me he would share the results of the test with me.
We sat down at this conference table I didn't even notice a few moments ago. He picked up the binder and looked at it real close and he took his time getting to my score. Flipping through it from page to page as if he was looking of someones number in a phone book. All the while he mumbled under his breath about things only God could know. Eventually he stopped flipping the pages and laid the binder down ever so slowly on the table. He then turned the binder so it was upside down to him, and slid it across the long table in front of me so I could look at it.
As I stared at the page, I noticed that it looked like a calculus equation had to do when I was in College. I looked across the table and asked him, "What the hell is this?" He folded his hands on the table and in a squeaky voice that could only come from a pointed head intellectual, he said that it was my score. He then pointed to the page and told me that of I looked at the bottom line of the equation, I would notice that I wrote the equation wrong and thus I only got a score of 97.
I looked back and said, "And?" To which he replied that I needed a score of 98 to be accepted in their club. Since my IQ score was off my one point I was not getting in their club. I told him that was stupid. He looked at me with a smug look and said sorry, that's the rules sir. Fine I said, I don't want to be in your stupid club anyway. I slid the binder back across the table at him and got up to leave. As I walked out the door I was thinking, who the hell names a club Mensa anyway? What a bunch of moronic losers.
I left the building, and as I walked to my car I was thinking about the reasons I wanted in their club. I could not come up with any, so why did I waste my time I wondered. Well I got in my car, turned on the radio, and started to drive home. I got maybe a block away when I began to get irritated by all the people wearing yellow rain coats on a sunny day who were in my way.
I finally had enough and rolled down my window to yell at them to get out of the road. Next thing I know a wet towel flew into the car and got stuck on my steering wheel. The stupid was real wet and began flapping in the wind while hitting me in the face. I started pushing the towel away from my face so I could see the road, and then I woke up to learn that one of my dogs, Jasmine, was up on the couch licking my face. I then realized I fell asleep watching some stupid movie on TV.
This is not the first strange dream I have had in the last few weeks, and I doubt it will be the last. However, I have come to the conclusion that I have reached a critical stage in my life in how I deal with stupid people who think they are smarter than I am. People who believe they know what is best for me. People who have the power, but know not how to use it. People who, in truth, are more afraid of me than I ever was of them. People who need to be replaced, because they are just obstructing our chance at real change.
I can not be the only one who's dreams have consistently been loaded with people that need to be eliminated from this planet. Seems like all my dreams lately are about stupid things with stupid people in them. I don't mean eliminated in a life vs death description, but eliminated from having the power they currently enjoy. As much as I would like to say I am speaking of Democrats, I am in actuality speaking of Republicans, and you all know who needs to be eliminated from power in our party.
So, as I contemplated the meaning of this stupid dream, I have come to the conclusion that God is telling me it is time to stop the madness. How do we do that? Well, I think that we as conservatives need to start fighting fire with fire. It is time for all of us true conservatives to stop complaining and start conspiring together on how to take down the evil powers that be.
It is obvious that the Republican establishment is part of the conspiracy to destroy that which we need done to fix this country. So the only recourse we have left is to start a new party. Yes, it is beyond time. With Trump as President, we have what we need to take the fight to the bastards. If we do not take advantage of the anger by Americans over what is taking place in DC now, we will never be able to again. It is now or never. It cannot happen if we do not have a willing President to help.
We need Trump to see the writing on the wall, and we need to begin the movement now. We have the numbers, and we can make it happen if we are united. Many details need to be worked out, but it is either now or never. If not, then many of us will soon be going to our graves knowing our children and grandchildren will be slaves to the establishment.
Let them who have ears hear, and those with a sense of patriotism understand that the time has come to change the status quo. Tomorrow will be, not may be, but will be too late.
She saved you from a troubling dream (but helped you to remember it, too?)
A true friend, that dog.
“I had a dream.” — OneVike
Thanks for the ping. I sure am glad you had that dream, and not me!
I agree about Repukes, but not sure whether a new party is needed, or a serious purge of the existing R party.
Wow, I have very simular dreams.
Long ago one stuck with me where I was beng stalked by a drone that was out to kill me for my thoughts.
This was long before there were such things as flying drones of course, and my thoughts? ...they were just of freedom, love of country and Jesus.
All I could do was hide and nobody cared about the drone.
Today my dreams are very often dreams of much frustration where nobody listens and nobody cares except me and my weapons are useless.
Agreed, and such a movement should begin/continue today. The midterms are around the corner, and there’s a lot to correct and preserve.
Unlike the DNC, we don’t have an organizing structure that reflects that which propelled Trump to the Presidency. Somehow the structure must evolve by the end of 2017.
“the people running them are fulfilling a duty rather than hungering for control”
Napoleon.
Kaiser Bill.
Hirohito.
William the Conqueror.
Richard Cour de Leon.
Ivan the Terrible.
Edward the Long Shanks.
The list goes on and on.
“My first order of business would be to kill freedom of the press.”
Are you a troll? No one has ever advocated that sort of thing on this site. You look to me like a leftard who thinks conservatives must believe things like this, trolling for a bite.
A representative republic cannot function without a healthy press. We don’t need to do away with the First Amendment; we just need to get the scumbags out of the media.
I once dreamed I was in a swimming pool with Phillis Diller - nude!
Consider an alternative that might be easier than starting a 3rd party - take over the Republican Party-using the position of Precinct Committeeman.
IIRC, In 2008, half of the Precinct Comitteeman positions were empty. Conservatives need to fill those positions and also run against the Rino Chairs and win in the other districts. Heck, in red states maybe even consider going under cover and become a Precinct Chair for the Dems - a spy and person to help stop nefarious plans etc.
After all the rich and powerful have been supporting both sides to do their bidding, let the true Patriots benefit from the same strategy.
Here’s an excerpt from Eagle Forum:
It’s easy to be elected a Precinct Committeeman.
The way you get elected a Precinct Committeeman is usually very simple. In a typical state, you can call your county clerk and get the necessary forms, get ten of your friends to sign a Petition requesting that you be on the ballot in the Primary as a candidate for Precinct Committeeman, and file the Petition by the required date.
Then you walk around your precinct, knock on one door after another, and say, “I would appreciate it if you would vote for me for Precinct Committeeman. You will find me on the Republican ballot in the Primary election on Tuesday, _______________.” If you win you are the elected Precinct Committeeman for your precinct.
Of course, if your precinct already has a good Precinct Committeeman who is doing his job, he may not take kindly to you as an upstart and he may defeat you. You should find out the situation before making your decision.
However, a typical county may have dozens of precincts without any Precinct Committeeman because no one has bothered to run. It is sometimes easy to be appointed to one of these positions by calling your Party Chairman. Many precincts have do-nothing Committeemen who can easily be defeated because they don’t do their job.
To change things, we must change the laws.
To change the laws, we must change the people who make them.
To get elected, your candidate must be on the ballot.
To get on the November ballot you must win the Primary.
To win the Primary, you must get the support of people who make endorsements in the Primary, who reliably vote in the Primary, and who get out the vote of others in the Primary. Those people are the Precinct Committeemen.
Therefore, Precinct Committeeman is the most powerful office in the world because Precinct Committeemen determine who gets the chance to be elected to office at every level of government. Remember, if your candidate is not on the ballot, he will not be elected.
Party rules and titles vary widely from state to state, but usually the two parties in a given state use the same system. Where “Republican” is used, “Democratic” can be substituted. The term “Committeeman” is an office, not a person, so it can be a he or a she.
Duties of the Precinct Committeeman:
The Precinct Committeeman is the person who is legally charged with getting out the vote on election day.
If he does his job well, he will ring the doorbell of every household in the precinct and ask polite questions to find out the Party and other political views of every voter. (That’s called canvassing.)
Then, before each election, the Precinct Committeeman will personally deliver campaign literature (such as a marked sample ballot) to every voter who is expected to vote for your Party or candidate. Then the Precinct Committeeman makes sure that all his voters get to the polls on election day. This is the way elections are won.
Powers of the Precinct Committeeman:
Friendly access to neighbors. Most people are eager to know more about their government and the people who run it. When you introduce yourself as their “Republican Precinct Committeeman,” they assume you have something to say. You can provide them with information on candidates and issues. Of course, you don’t waste your time on those who would rather get their information from the Precinct Committeeman of the other Party.
Respect from elected officials. Since a Precinct Committeeman represents, on average, 500 voters, and has the power to vote for other Party officials and to make endorsements of candidates, any call or letter from a Precinct Committeeman gets the attention of elected officials.
Launching pad for other offices. You would be amazed at how many of our Presidents, Senators, Congressmen, and state and local officials started as Precinct Committeemen, and still serve as Precinct Committeemen even though they hold a higher elected office. That’s because they know the power of a Precinct Committeeman.
Direct influence over Party Platform, policies, and selection of candidates. At state, district, county, and township caucuses and conventions, the Precinct Committeeman is an active player. He can have a tremendous influence on the adoption of the Party Platform and policies, support of or opposition to issues, and selection of candidates.
Here’s a link to read the full article:
http://eagleforum.org/misc/brochures/precinct-committman.shtml
Just a thought.
That’s kinda how I feel too. See my post #71.
>> and still serve as Precinct Committeemen
Unbelievable. Thanks, greeneyes.
More than 30 years ago, I was invited by a good neighbor to help canvas for the local GOP. My neighbor was a true gentleman, but eventually I discovered the local council, apart from my neighbor, was directed by self-serving dirtbags focused on their wants. I walked away.
I’d like to see a vehicle that could penetrate and reform the cloisters of established corruption that have infected most every congressional district throughout the Country.
Dear Vikeone,
Y’all ain’t the only one!
In terms you know, “it’s time to shave your head, find stout ash staves for bows and shafts, handle your stone and tend to Greindemahl, ensure thy shield not we’ther’d, and gird thy loins.”
1 Do you rulers indeed speak justly? Do you judge people with equity?
2 No, in your heart you devise injustice, and your hands mete out violence on the earth.
3 Even from birth the wicked go astray; from the womb they are wayward, spreading lies.
4 Their venom is like the venom of a snake, like that of a cobra that has stopped its ears,
5 that will not heed the tune of the charmer, however skillful the enchanter may be.
6 Break the teeth in their mouths, O God; Lord, tear out the fangs of those lions!
7 Let them vanish like water that flows away; when they draw the bow, let their arrows fall short.
8 May they be like a slug that melts away as it moves along, like a stillborn child that never sees the sun.
9 Before your pots can feel the heat of the thorns— whether they be green or dry—the wicked will be swept away.[c]
10 The righteous will be glad when they are avenged, when they dip their feet in the blood of the wicked.
11 Then people will say, “Surely the righteous still are rewarded; surely there is a God who judges the earth.”
I’m not sure if this guy would fit the list list, but I have a preference for the tactics of Genghis Khan. I mean, if you have to kick somebodies @ss, you may as well do a thorough job of it.
You know that old quote? “All it takes for evil to exist is for good men to do nothing.”
Well, it’s true. Disgusting as the local dirt bags may be, there are bound to be some honest people in the community/precinct - the task is to convince them to unseat the dirt bags and then be honorable enough to resist the temptation that will come their way.
What hope has a nation when a precinct of 500 can’t even elect honest conservatives? This nation is toast, unless local communities clean house. JMHO.
No excrement, Mr. Holmes.
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