Delftsman

Bad American?

I reckon I agree with GuyK and you can just call me a BAD AMERICAN!

I Am Your Worst Nightmare. I am a BAD American.

I believe the money I make belongs to me and my family, not some mid level governmental functionary, be it Democratic or Republican!

I believe that owning a gun doesn’t make you a killer, I believe it makes you a smart American. ( Unless you own a gun and are afraid to use it.)

I believe that being a minority does not make you noble or victimized, and does not entitle you to anything.

I believe that if you are selling me a Big Mac, do it in English.

I believe everyone has a right to pray to his or her God when and where they want to.

My heroes are John Wayne, Babe Ruth, Roy Rogers, and whoever canceled Jerry Springer.

I don’t hate the rich. I don’t pity the poor.

I know wrestling is fake and I don’t waste my time watching or arguing about it.

I’ve never owned a slave, or was a slave, and I WILL NOT pay reparations for something that I didn’t do.

I haven’t burned any witches or been persecuted by the Turks and neither have you! So, shut up already.

This is AMERICA, I believe if you don’t like the way things are here, go back to where you came from and change your own country!

I want to know which church it is exactly, where the Reverend Jesse Jackson preaches, where he gets his money, and why he is always part of the problem and not the solution. Can I get an AMEN on that one?

I think the cops have every right to shoot your sorry ass if you’re running from them, because if you’re not guilty, WHY are you running?

I also think the cops have the right to pull you over if you’re breaking the law, regardless of what color you are, that’s the job we’re paying them to do.

And, no, I don’t mind having my face shown on my drivers license. I think it’s good, it lets you know it’s really me.

I’m proud that the word ’God’ is written on my money.

I believe that if you are too stupid to know how a ballot works, I don’t want you deciding who should be running the most powerful nation in the world for the next four years.

I dislike those people standing in the intersections trying to sell me stuff or trying to guilt me into making ‘donations’ to their cause.

I believe that it doesn’t take a village to raise a child, it takes two parents.

I believe ‘illegal’ is illegal no matter what the law makers think.

I believe the American flag should be the only one allowed to fly over American soil! If you want to fly the flag of YOUR nation at the top of a flag pole, by all means, do so, IN YOUR OWN NATION! And if the American flag is NOT your flag, then this is NOT your nation

If this makes me a BAD American or causes you to classify me as a racist, then yes, I’m a BAD American and a racist.

If you’re a BAD American, if you share the same feelings and beliefs that I do, please, copy and post this on your web site for everyone to see.

We want our country back! GOD BLESS AMERICA!

AMEN.

NHS? Hell NO!

Yeah, we REALLY want "universal, single payer healthcare" ala the NHS in Britain or Canada...that way WE can look forward to such a debate as is occurring in Jolly ol England.

"Don't treat the old and unhealthy, say doctors" reads the headline....DOCTORS mind you, not just faceless bureaucrats, but those that are charged by their medical oaths to "first, do no harm". If those that are the most likely to be of succor to those in ill health publicly espouse such an argument, just how likely is it that those in the myriad layers of governmental agencies will be more sympathetic?

Remember that "those that pay the piper;controll the tune". We here in the U.S. take our health care all too much for granted.
It's true that lack of insurance can be troublesome, BUT emergency health care is never witheld from anyone, regardless of their ability to pay, and in most cases of serious ailment, treatment is given first and questions about payment come after the fact.

Under the NHS system, even those that are otherwise healthy and in the prime category for best results from treatment are, in many cases, put off for treatment untill the condition has become much more difficult (and expensive) to treat or even becomes inevitably fatal.

Even the ability to be CAPABLE of treating some illnesses is curtailed without the profit motive spurring R & D in techniques and investment in equipment.

Take an MRI machine for example. Here in Indianapolis, the largest hospital in the city, Methodist, possesses FOUR such machines....and every other hospital of any size whatsoever has at least one....there exist only three such machines in the entire Eastern half of Canada, leading to waits of up to 18 months just to recieve a diognostic treatment.
Bear in mind that most of the ailments that a MRI is most usefull in diagnosing are extremely time sensative if effective treatment is to be afforded to the patient. While we may decry the lack of insurance to thousands of people here in the U.S., the fact is that many of those people conciously choose to forego coverage, choosing to use the money for other needs/wishes instead. If you're in your twenties and in good health, with a finite amount of income, you may just believe it is a wise choce to buy a new car instead of investing in a healthcare plan,and the nanny-stateists are fostering that choice in telling that twentysomething that government should be responsible for your health care, not you.

Folks, you have to remember that Freedom is NEVER free, and with that freedom comes the RESPONSIBILITY to provide for your own needs and not look to the government to be your be all and end all provider.

Fighters Anthem

I've always been attracted to Celtic music, and Heather Alexander is one of the best in both the traditional songs, and in writing her own original songs such as this one, The March of Cambreadth:

Axes flash, broadswords swing
Shining armors’ piercing ring
Horses run with polished shield
Fight those bastards ‘til they yield
Midnight mare, blood red roan
Fight to keep this land your own
Sound the horn and call the cry
How many of them can we make die?
Follow orders as you’re told
Make their yellow blood run cold
Fight until you die or drop
A force like ours is hard to stop
Close your mind to stress and pain
Fight ‘til you’re no longer sane
Let not one damn cur pass by
How many of them can we make die?
Guard your women and children well
Send these bastards back to Hell
We’ll teach them the ways of war
And they won’t come here anymore
Use your shield and use your head
Fight ‘til everyone is dead
Raise the flag up to the sky
How many of them can we make die?
Dawn has broke, the time has come
Move your feet to the marching drum
We’ll win the war and pay the toll
Fight as one in heart and soul
Midnight mare and blood red roan
Fight to keep this land your own
Sound the horn and call the cry
How many of them can we make die?
Axes flash, broadswords swing
Shining armors’ piercing ring
Horses run with polished shield
Fight those bastards ‘til they yield
Midnight mare and blood red roan
Fight to keep this land your own
Sound the horn and call the cry
How many of them can we make die?
How many of them can we make die?
How many of them can we make die?

MUHAHAHAHAHHA!

Mwah-ha-ha! Cackle, cackle! Some people conduct their evil business in secret, but not you. You're proud of your dark and devious ways. You're so evil that when other people find out about it, they don't even bother to fight back – they cower in fear. That's convenient for you, because it's easy to convince all those scaredy-cats to do your bidding. Yay for minions! Now you can relax at home, clasping your hands together gleefully, while they do all your dirty work.

Zoiks! My secret is out....oh well; do my bidding, you miserable worms!

Ol' Ole

Ole was walking home late at night, through the park,
And sees a woman in the shadows.

"Twenty dollars," she whispers.

Ole had never been with a hooker before, but decides,
What the heck, it's only twenty dollars.

So they hide in the bushes. They're going at it for a
minute when all of a sudden a light flashes on them.

It's a police officer. "What's going on here,
people?" asks the officer.

"I'm making luff to my vife," Ole answers indignantly.

"Oh, I'm sorry." says the cop. "I didn't know."

"Vell," says Ole, "I din't neder, 'til you shined that
damn light in her face."

High Tech

THREE WOMEN, TWO YOUNGER, AND ONE SENIOR CITIZEN, WERE SITTING NAKED
IN A SAUNA.

SUDDENLY THERE WAS A BEEPING SOUND. THE YOUNG WOMAN PRESSED HER FOREARM
AND THE BEEP STOPPED.

THE OTHERS LOOKED AT HER QUESTIONINGLY. "THAT WAS MY PAGER," SHE SAID.
I HAVE A MICROCHIP UNDER THE SKIN OF MY ARM.

A FEW MINUTES LATER, A PHONE RANG. THE SECOND YOUNG WOMAN LIFTED HER
PALM TO HER EAR. WHEN SHE FINISHED, SHE EXPLAINED, "THAT WAS MY MOBILE
PHONE. I HAVE A MICROCHIP IN MY HAND."

THE OLDER WOMAN FELT VERY LOW -TECH NOT TO BE OUT DONE, SHE DECIDED SHE
HAD TO DO SOMETHING JUST AS IMPRESSIVE. SHE STEPPED OUT OF THE SAUNA
AND WENT TO THE BATHROOM.

SHE RETURNED WITH A PIECE OF TOILET PAPER HANGING FROM HER REAR END
THE OTHERS RAISED THEIR EYEBROWS AND STARED AT HER. THE OLDER WOMAN
FINALLY SAID.........WELL, WILL YOU LOOK AT THAT...I'M GETTING A FAX!!

INDIANA WOMEN

Three men were sitting together bragging about how
they had given their new wives duties.

The first man had married a woman from Iowa and had
told her that she was going to do dishes and house
cleaning. It took a couple days, but on the third
day he came home to a clean house and dishes washed
and put away.

The second man had married a woman from Mississippi.
He had given his wife orders that she was to do
all the cleaning, dishes, and the cooking. The first
day he didn't see any results, but the next day he
saw it was better. By the third day, he saw his
house was clean, the dishes were done, and there was
a huge dinner on the table.

The third man had married a girl from INDIANA . He
told her that her duties were to keep the house
cleaned, dishes washed, lawn mowed, laundry washed
and hot meals on the table for every meal. He said
the first day he didn't see anything, the second day
he didn't see anything, but by the third day some of
the swelling had gone down and he could see a little
out of his left eye, enough to fix himself a bite to
eat and load the dishwasher.

MSgt Hook Speaks

Sgt. Hook has a great "Letter to the Candidates" that should be required reading for anyone trying to gain any office of public trust.

I don't know if his plea to consider Honor in a profession not known for it's adherence to Honor will be effective or not, but it never hurts to try to hold Pols to the higher standard that Military men and women hold THEMSELVES to on a hourly basis.

Laughing Wolf of Blackfive stated that in his latest embed the ENLISTED men told him on a continuing basis that the "cut and run" talk of many politicians is having a negative effect on the situation as they see it and could those engaged in such discourse please just STFU.

These are the guys doing the heavy lifting in Iraq and Afghanistan, not the policy makers, and if anyone should know the day to day effects of any political pandering; it is they. Almost to a man, they want to GET THE JOB DONE and then come home with their heads held high in the knowledge that they kept their implicit and explicit word to the Iraqi and Afghanistani people, and to their comrades in arms that payed the price for freedom with their blood and last breaths.

Convert, or shut up, Dhimmi!

NIS News has a story demonstrating the Dhimmification occuring, not only in the country, but the city , of my birth.

I have posted before about my disgust at what has been happening in my former homeland, but this incident only serves to show what is in store for the U.S. if the People don't wake up and throw off the idiocy known as "Political Correctness" and "Multiculturalism".

It's too late for the Netherlands, but PLEASE heed the warning of their example before it's too late.

This Week in History

Do you know what happened this week back in 1850, 158 years ago?

*California became a state.

*The State had no electricity.

*The State had no money.

*Almost everyone spoke Spanish.

*There were gunfights in the streets.

So basically, it was just like California today, except the women had real breasts and the men didn't hold hands.

DAMMIT!

I want to post every day, I really do, but it seems that the mother board of the computer has contracted altzheimers and just can't keep up with the program.

Nothing more frustrating to be waiting for a page to come up...and wait ....and wait...... and then have "cannot find server" pop up like a smart ass in your face remark.

I would comment on some news of the day, but I can't reach any, so I'm reduced to this inane bitching. I watched part of the Republican debate the other night and was highly impressed with Fred's performance; especially when he slammed Huckabee...Huckabee just showed what an ignoramus he truly is;and the rest of the field just went through the same old same old BS we've come o expect from Politicos. I truly fear that the time to lock and load is drawing ever closer, and more inevitable than ever.

On a personal note, I found out yesterday that even the group that touts itself as buying houses in any condition wouldn't touch my hovel on any basis except an extremly low short sale, so it seems that I'm going to have to take the hit on my credit and try to go that route; it's marginally better than an outright foreclosure, but I have no choice. I simply can't afford to keep bleeding half my limited resources every month on a house that is uninhabitable. I would try to rehab the joint, but I think it would only be putting good money in a sink hole, and Beth still wouldn't want to live there anyway, even IF it was totally redone...women are funny that way. It would always be MamaMontez's house, no matter what was done to it. Oh well, shit happens, and I've rolled with the punches before, just gotta do so again, and I'm lucky just to have someone that truly cares for me like Beth does. It's a rare thing and I don't care about the rest as long as she's there to help me face whatever comes next.

To my shame, I took love like that for granted before; I won't make that same mistake again. Same with any of you that read here with any frequency; I truly am grateful for each and every one of you. I thank you from the bottom of my little black heart.

I'll be back the next time the computer behaves as it should, hopefully less maudelin and more on topic with whats going on in the bigger world.

REAL Football Fans

Four football fans - a Cowboys fan, an Eagles fan, a COLTS fan
and a Patriots fan - are climbing a mountain and arguing about who
loves his team more.

The Cowboys fan insists he is the most loyal. 'This is for the
Cowboys!' he yells, and jumps off the side of the mountain.

Not to be outdone, the Eagles fan shouts, 'This is for the
Eagles!' and throws himself off the mountain.

The COLTS fan is next to profess his love for his team. He
yells, 'This is for everyone!' and pushes the Patriot fan off the
mountain.

GO COLTS!

A Rant I wish was real...

Too Bad that old "Blood and Guts" ISN'T involved in the military today....this is probably pretty close to what he would say if he was alive today....

Here is a clear reiteration of the "Patton Doctrine"...too bad we don't have the guts in modern America to enact it....

JESUS SAVES ...

Got this one from my little Sis, and thought I'd pass it along:

Jesus and Satan were having an on-going argument about who was better on the computer. They had been going at it for days, and frankly Jesus was tired of hearing all the bickering.

Finally fed up, Jesus said, "THAT'S IT! I have had enough. I am going to set up a test that will run for two hours, and from those results, I will judge who does the better job."

So Satan and Jesus sat down at the keyboards and typed away.
They moused.
They faxed.
They e-mailed.
They e-mailed with attachments.
They downloaded.
They did spreadsheets!
They wrote reports.
They created labels and cards.
They created charts and graphs.
They did some genealogy reports
They did every job known to man.
Jesus worked with heavenly efficiency and Satan was faster than ever.
Then, ten minutes before their time was up, lightning suddenly flashed across the sky, thunder rolled, rain poured, and, of course, the power went off..

Satan stared at his blank screen and screamed every curse word known in the underworld.

Jesus just sighed.

Finally the electricity came back on, and each of them restarted their computers. Satan started searching frantically, screaming: "It's gone! It's all GONE! "I lost everything when the power went out!"
Meanwhile, Jesus quietly started printing out all of his files from the past two hours of work.
Satan observed this and became irate.
"Wait!" he screamed. "That's not fair! He cheated! How come he has all his work and I don't have any?"
God just shrugged and said,

"JESUS SAVES"

Chicago Hijinks

BlackFive has the skinny on an incident that occurred in the Windy City last week between a scumbag legal beagle and a United States Marine.

I hope that Sgt. McNulty pursues this to the bitter end and extracts every last drop of blood from the asshole Mr. Grodner.

Jib-Jab

Jib-Jab encapsulates the year 2007 in their own indomnitable style:

Fruits,Flakes and Nuts

Just got this from my pal Catfish, and it pretty much sums up the way I feel about the current political races: