Posted on 11/04/2002 6:41:34 PM PST by Interesting Times
They knew each other well, though few had ever met.
They hailed from many places, represented many traditions, moved in social circles high or low, yet met together as equals.
Some were experts in specialized fields of study: law, engineering, business, medicine, politics, journalism, software, physics, astronomy, too many others to count. Others were writers, homemakers, musicians, analysts, visionaries. Together, they possessed more knowledge than any university. At their fingertips lay the world.
They held these things in common: a respect for facts, a hunger for truth, a love of freedom. The electronic home that connected them was the idea of a single man, who had seen a great Republic under siege and had dedicated his life to its restoration.
Though the group they formed was without precedent, it represented an age-old dream -- that the people might know the truth about their leaders, and have the power to act on that knowledge.
And so they worked to make the dream real.
They researched, recorded, analyzed, petitioned, protested, denounced infiltrators and welcomed amazed newcomers. They prayed for their injured and their ill, for their country, for strength in a turbulent time. They had no formal leaders, and rarely agreed on strategies, tactics, or goals. Some became weary and dropped away. Some left in bursts of outrage. But others pressed on, and the ungainly, loosely-coupled organization gathered momentum.
They built libraries of information, scouted and subverted their opponents, formed alliances, and wrote their words across the sky. A thousand outrages drew a swift response -- the college president honoring a murderer, the actor calling for violence in pretended jest, the journalist lying for his benefactors. All the while, the relentless threshing machine of their discourse winnowed fiction from fact, reality from layers of dissembling.
Among them were heroes, willing to stand before a corrupt and corrupting leader more powerful than any ancient king and name his evil deeds to his face. Others worked to educate the people; arguing, informing, explaining, shining light on acts committed in darkness. Their ideas began to appear in newpapers and magazines, were repeated on the radio, on television.
And as they began to change the world, they also changed each other, shaping and tempering their understanding in a thousand debates. The deceptions of the old order became first visible, then obvious, then predictable. Armed with new resolve and formidable understanding, they carried sparks of resistance back to families, friends, communities.
They saw the machinery of tyranny set into position, and fought for time, knowing that time was short. They lost battles and won them. They watched in anger as the corrupt leader evaded justice; then in grim satisfaction as his chosen successor was compelled to deny his desire to disarm the people.
And for some, history's terrible pendulum seemed to hesitate...
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Tomorrow the Republic stands, once again, before the crossroads. So, tonight, in cities and villages, on farms and on mountaintops, in their homes across a great continent and beyond, they wait.
They wait, but they do not wait alone.
Hey, your “kid” is always your “kid” .. no matter how old he gets.
And .. you never get too old to learn something new.
“One difference from 2000 - the mask is now completely one the DNC Media. Or, as we like to call it, ABCNNBCBS.”
A lot of that mask ripping off started here on Free Republic, and now what we knew in 2000 about the mediots, is now known by a large % of our population.
Trump has done a great job of ripping off the Masks of the mediots and the Global elites on both sides.
Very true.
BTTT
Just had another parent of an 18 YO say, “Gay?? Gay????? Heck! I want to know if my child is not a Democrat!”
Thanks for your past support of a free America and your support of Trump this election!
It was twenty years ago today
Sergeant Pepper taught the band to play...
One more election eve ping.
Molly....Hello! :)
The Energizer FReeper... keeps on going, and going, and going...
Just getting warmed up, really.
Oh wow, 20 years ago. Thanks for the ping. Not sure how I missed this the first (2002), second (2010) and third (2016) times around!
True FRiends.
I wrote the original thread in 2000 for Gore versus Bush. All the early FR threads went away shortly after that, so I reposted it two years later.
Tomorrow is D-Day. Vote!!!
SUPREME HEADQUARTERS
ALLIED EXPEDITIONARY FORCE
Soldiers, Sailors, and Airmen of the Allied Expeditionary Force!
You are about to embark upon the Great Crusade, toward which we have striven these many months. The eyes of the world are upon you. The hope and prayers of liberty-loving people everywhere march with you. In company with our brave Allies and brothers-in-arms on other Fronts, you will bring about the destruction of the German war machine, the elimination of Nazi tyranny over the oppressed peoples of Europe, and security for ourselves in a free world.
Your task will not be an easy one. Your enemy is will trained, well equipped and battle-hardened. He will fight savagely.
But this is the year 1944! Much has happened since the Nazi triumphs of 1940-41. The United Nations have inflicted upon the Germans great defeats, in open battle, man-to-man. Our air offensive has seriously reduced their strength in the air and their capacity to wage war on the ground. Our Home Fronts have given us an overwhelming superiority in weapons and munitions of war, and placed at our disposal great reserves of trained fighting men. The tide has turned! The free men of the world are marching together to Victory!
I have full confidence in your courage, devotion to duty and skill in battle. We will accept nothing less than full Victory!
Good luck! And let us beseech the blessing of Almighty God upon this great and noble undertaking.
Great!
Yeah. What he said.
I worked with someone who participated in the D-day landing. He said what brought it home to him the most was when his CO addressed the troops before boarding the landing craft. He told them not to stop to help the wounded and dead, but instead, step over them onward to victory. Chilled him to the bone.
Thank you. May ashtrays fly once again in Chappaqua.
Well she said she would be sick to her stomach so maybe a Pepto Bismol delivery truck will make a stop there.
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