Posted on 04/20/2010 9:31:05 AM PDT by 2ndDivisionVet
“A people unwilling to use EXTREME VIOLENT force to preserve or obtain their liberty deserves the tyrants that rule them.” Thomas Jefferson
I think our Novembers have run out!
We have already seen our last free election.
THAT is the best quote EVER!!!! Send that to Sarah!!
No... as a Christian nation we resort to prayer and letting the TRUTH be known. I walk through Philadelphia NEVER looking for a fight, but i always am prepared and ready to defend my family.
Just like Ben Franklin’s description of a rattlesnake... that is America!
Absolutely, the Scott Brown election too THEM by surprise, there will be no more conservative wins, THEY will make sure of it!
If the Rapture occurs at evening of September 8th,
shalom b'SHEM Yah'shua HaMashiach
No democrats will be raptured, only followers of the Messiah
Amen - Beware of people like Glen Beck who warn against ever using violence towards Tyranny - his selection of Ghandi’s so-called non-violent approach is ridiculous. Are we supposed to start having sit-ins and bus boycotts???(BTW, I read that Ghandi was a mean little man, and he beat his wife.)
“A Hard Rain’s A-Gonna Fall”
Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son ?
And where have you been my darling young one ?
I’ve stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
I’ve walked and I’ve crawled on six crooked highways
I’ve stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
I’ve been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
I’ve been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, and it’s a hard
It’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall.
Oh, what did you see, my blue eyed son ?
And what did you see, my darling young one ?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin’
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin’
I saw a white ladder all covered with water
I saw ten thousand takers whose tongues were all broken
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, and it’s a hard
It’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall.
And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son ?
And what did you hear, my darling young one ?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin’
I heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world
I heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin’
I heard ten thousand whisperin’ and nobody listenin’
I heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin’
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard
And it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall.
Oh, who did you meet my blue-eyed son ?
Who did you meet, my darling young one ?
I met a young child beside a dead pony
I met a white man who walked a black dog
I met a young woman whose body was burning
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow
I met one man who was wounded in love
I met another man who was wounded and hatred
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard
And it’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall.
And what’ll you do now, my blue-eyed son ?
And what’ll you do now my darling young one ?
I’m a-goin’ back out ‘fore the rain starts a-fallin’
I’ll walk to the deepths of the deepest black forest
Where the people are a many and their hands are all empty
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison
Where the executioner’s face is always well hidden
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten
Where black is the color, where none is the number
And I’ll tell and think it and speak it and breathe it
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it
Then I’ll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin’
But I’ll know my songs well before I start singin’
And it’s a hard, it’s a hard, it’s a hard, and it’s a hard
It’s a hard rain’s a-gonna fall.
America's independence and continued freedom was not achieved and maintained by peaceful protests and placards.
Kind of like Jeffrey Dahmer having the cajones to tell the cops that Konerak was his drunken lover.
Oh, never mind, that actually worked didn't it? Guess sometimes cajones are all you need if people aren't smart enough to question the lie.
Ghandi was a shmuck. His sage advice to the new state of Israel: passive resistance. The little pissant was lucky his opponent was the humanitarian British Empire.
Had Ghandi tried that against Stalin the world would never have heard his name.
Beck is right. America in 2010 is not America of 1776. Our forefathers had the spiritual/philosophical/moral foundation to be able to take the stand they took and come out on the other end of it a free people. Where is that foundation today? Tea parties? Not exactly. A lot of people are there just over money. A lot of folks are ignoring the spiritual altogether. As a whole, our nation is not made of the same stuff as the Revolutionaries of 76. This is not to say we don’t have a place and a way to be effective. Choosing violence is not the way. If you are attacked, certainly defend yourself. But violence in the hands of people with no real moral foundation will lead to anarchy and dictatorship. That is not what we want. Pray for a free election in 2010. And pray that the people aren’t snookered into making the wrong choices.
Beck was led by the “Spirit” to change his focus?
His tennies and jeans approach to the problems we are facing is not helpful.
No one spends as many years at CNN as he did and not have some of their BS rub off on them.
But Tom Cruise? Michael Douglas? These guys made many movies in which they always triumphed over all odds. Brains? Muscles? Skill? Naaaaaaaaaaaaah, they just always had bigger cajones than the other guy (at least according to the script).
Life actually does work that way (sometimes).
He didn’t spend many years at all at CNN.
I want so badly to believe a peaceful resolution can be made in our dire circumstance with this out of control government...
But then I think about all the corruption and how deep it goes and I have a hard time truly believing (in my gut) that there won’t be real bloodshed over this someday.
Hate to think it, and even worse to say it, but to believe it will be done peacefully, is naive, at best.
Stalin is dead, and no future generation within its right mind aspires to be what he was. Ghandi on the other hand has admirable traits that folks in other generations would like to emulate. The battle is not the war. If violence comes your way, then you have a right to defend yourself. But, in this day and age woe be to the man who starts it all. It will not be pretty if political dissent breaks out into any widespread violence. And, it won’t end the way that most folks on this forum would like it to.
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