Call To New America, Part 8

Sierra Time ^ | 10. 21. 02 | Wayne Hicks

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Call To New America, Part 8

Last Call

By Wayne Hicks

Published 10. 21. 02 at 19:29 Sierra Time

When I wrote my last “Call To New America” article, I thought it would be the last one -- but then some new thoughts occurred to me, and one more had to be written. I promise that this one will be the last in the series. I’m not going to try to sell you any land, this time. Those who are interested in throwing their lot in with me and the many others who will not surrender our rights can easily find my telephone number in my earlier articles, so I won’t even bother to put it in this one.

I’m also not going to tell you again how beautiful the area here is. I’ve done enough of that.

Instead, I’m going to give you some of the down side. I’m going to show you how ugly it can get in Northwest Arkansas. (There is a specific reason for showing you this, which I’ll reveal towards the end of this missive.)

Over the past year or so, regular readers of Sierra Times have seen the story of Janie Ward, a sixteen year old girl who was brutally murdered by people she thought were her high school friends, and who has been denied justice for more than thirteen years now. Janie’s story is one example of how ugly this area has been capable of getting in the past. But it is also one of the reasons that I believe this is the perfect site for the beginning of New America.

America, the original one, has become so old and decrepit that it has lost much of its glory. The once proud flag that waved, in its many different forms, over Lexington and Concord, over Washington, over every fort and hold that our brave soldiers have manned or taken during the past two centuries, now has some tatters and smears on her. Where once she was heralded as the Spearhead of Freedom and Justice, now she is reviled as a dead symbol of a nation long ago perverted into a mockery of her old enemies. The same flag that once brought tears to the eyes of those who love the land and the nation now merely reminds us of the beauty, power and grace our America once knew, but has now forever lost, just as the face of an elderly woman in a mirror reminds her of the lovely young girl she once was.

This cancer of socialism that has so perverted our nation has not left any part of it untouched. My little pearl in the Ozarks is no exception. It was the corruption in Washington that made possible the corruption in the statehouses, and it was the corruption in the statehouses that made possible the corruption in the county courthouses, and so on. Evil does not, as some may believe, creep up from the mire at the bottom of the well to poison the water; it must be carried to the mouth of the well, and poured in from the top, and this is what has happened to our America over the past two hundred years, as one socialistic idea after another was slowly and whisperingly introduced into the philosophy of leadership in what was once the Land of the Free.

From the top down came the changes in the educational system that took away the ability of our young people to think clearly for themselves, and made them puppets of a slave-master state.

From the top down came the little nicks and gouges in the armor that protected our rights. Little by little those rights have been stripped away, one tiny piece (or from one little group of people) at a time. Now, only a small fraction of “the people” so prominently named in the Declaration of Independence and in the Constitution (and in the many letters and documents by which our founders proclaimed those rights to belong to us despite the whim of government) have any rights at all. Worse yet, such rights as they still have are no longer considered unalienable, but granted by majestic grace from the powers on high in DC.

From the top down came the power-hunger that could make some people think themselves above the law, could make the few consider themselves the Masters of the Many, and could one day mean that a privileged child could snuff out the very life of another child and go unpunished, as has happened here in Arkansas and in many other places around the nation.

Yes, I am saying that the death of Janie Ward is directly attributable to our inability to hold onto the nation our fathers gave us. If we, the people, had done our duty and preserved those rights we already had, then our society would not today consider life so cheap that even one young person could be so cruelly taken from us without dire retribution against the ones who caused it.

But we failed. And Janie and her companions in unjust death and cruelty have paid the price for that failure.

But now we have a chance to build a New America, and I choose to start here! I choose to lay the cornerstone for the New America just up the road from where Janie took her last breath, a short distance from where Raymond Allbright and Carl Wilson became martyrs to a corrupt state, and in the very midst of a region that has become the butt of jokes since the most vile man ever to hold the Oval Office once called this state home.

And I choose it because it is in the midst of the most corruption that the rebuilding must begin. They don’t tear down the new part of town to rebuild, do they? No, they start in the oldest, the most run-down. That’s what I propose to do here.

The "powers that be" in Arkansas have raped this state long enough. It’s time to take them out of power and make sure that those who replace them know that we, the people, won’t stand for it again! If you are already here in Arkansas, make your vote count this year, and in every election until we have enough votes to put good men and women where the snakes once crawled. If you’re not here yet, then ask yourself if you have the courage to stand beside me and the rest of us as we claim this part of the old America to make a home for the New.

It won’t be easy, and I don’t want to mislead anyone. If the ballot box does not prevail, then the day may come, and right soon at that, when one of the “other boxes” will have to come into play.

But if we are to have a New America that will rival and restore the glory of the Old, then it’s a price I’ll pay, and a chance I’ll take.

Janie deserves it.

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~Wayne