Archive for January, 2012

I am a 9/11 Truther, and an Obama birther.
I believe there is a major conspiracy between our Government leaders, large corporations and the Main Stream Media that they are giving us false information about our medical system, education system and economy. I spend hours upon hours combing websites blogs and media outlets sifting through the gobbeldy-gook looking for hard facts.

A few years ago I was like alot of my fellow citizens thinking people like G. Edward Griffin and Dr. Ron Paul were doing nothing but trying to get attention until I started finding official documents that supported their claims against the very people that say they have our best interests at heart.
That is not the case.

While some of the people in my family, close friends, respected acquaintances and the like are watching mind numbing shows like Jersey Shore and American Idol, or getting so wrapped up worshipping sports stars and arguing with others on those subjects, I read. All the time.

So, call me a kook. If I’m on a track to the insane asylum or wasting my time with things that aren’t true. I will apologize to each and every one of you that calls me out on it.
With that said, if we the Constitutional kooks are right, not only will I expect the same apology but I will say to you with all my conviction… Told ya so.

I feel obligated to save our country and our childrens future by sharing every bit of info I can find to give you the option to learn. If you choose not to, who will you blame?
Not me.

I refuse to live in fear that we ‘might’ be attacked by some foreign entity. And I further refuse to allow the criminals running our country to force me to believe that what they
are doing is for our protection.

9/11 was a tragedy indeed, we dropped our guard. Not we the gov’t, We the People. We are so on guard now that if some supposed rogue terrorist even attempted to start shit on a plane everyone on board would kick the living shit out of him. Am I wrong?

That’s me, in a nutshell.


Do you remember the feeling you had as a child when you opened a fresh box of crayons? The smell of wax, the myriad of colors, and all those sharp points?
Oh! The things we dreamed to create!!

With the accompanying construction paper or pristine coloring book purchased by someone who knew we’d be out of their hair for a while, we set off into a fantastical world of exploration and excitement, danger and victory, and even our first attempts at understanding geometry.

After hours of lip-biting concentration, pillow adjustments and wedgie picking, we snapped ourselves out of the land of make believe, stretched, grabbed our masterpieces and ran top-speed to the nearest adult or older sibling to show them our one of a kind works.

What happened in these next few moments differs from little artist to little artist. While some of us were smothered with great accolades and even more rewarding a comforting snack, there were some of us whose artwork was criticized and nit-picked.
“Well you went outside the lines HERE, I don’t know WHAT that is, and why is Batmans cape yellow??

The latter reaction, is the one most detrimental to a young mind. They  instantly feel forced into a box of conformity, and immediatly start to abide by  the restrictions and regulations set forth by that current ruling power, and the imaginative bubble that was growing by leaps and bounds, pops.

Suddenly, those that encounter such harsh criticisms have no want or desire to delve back into that plethora of paper-wrapped rainbows and wondrous confetti of the daydream parade that once was, and instead see nothing but a bunch of broken wax sticks and bits of paper that will take forever to get out of the carpet.

That pristine canvas we so cherished was once our great nation.   That myriad of sharp pointed crayons were our freedom, liberty and pursuit of happiness.
And that imaginative young mind that was critiqued and unappreciated? That was the hopes and sacrifices made by our grandparents and great-grandparents to give us a future that they knew was more important than anything they could ever want.

For far too long now we have taken more and more. Gotten deeper in debt, and forgotten to do what’s best. We constantly take the easy way out and it’s killing us.

Our children and theirs will suffer unimaginable hardships if we continue to be ignorant to what we’re doing and who is in charge.

I don’t know about you, but I’d rather be the little dreamer that got praised,  and keep on making masterpieces instead of being put in that box and forgotten like the broken crayons we never used again.


I wanted to start the New Year out by sharing some of my observations.
Now while I admire the folks that are occupying our state capitals for their efforts, it really seems their efforts are futile.
The guys on Wallstreet are looking down from their ivory towers and laughing in our faces… Literally.

Here’s a rough idea and a few staggering numbers that I believe could show them that We the People truly have the power to hit them where it hurts.
Their wallets.

Let’s use Texas for an example, shall we?
There are approx. 26 million people living in the state. If we divide that number by lets say 4,(average family), that gives an estimate of 6.5 million homes.
Now, the average electric bill in the state is $93/mo. Multiply 6.5 mil by $93 and the total is $604.5  that is paid in any given month and divide that by 30 to get a daily payment estimate of $20.15 mil. That’s alot of cash.

If we further expand on this, keeping the numbers the same for all fifty states the daily payment is
$1,007,500,000. Yes a billion.

My point? Glad you asked.
Wouldn’t it be a real kick in the ass to all those crooks in their ivory towers if we all just shut our circuit breakers off for 24 hours? I think so.
They’d be scrambling.

Now I know it is highly improbable to organize citizens on such a large scale, but it  NOT IMPOSSIBLE.

We do have the power to be heard ladies and gentlemen of the occupation front…. Right from home….. By candlelight…. Like our Forefathers.

Happy New Year and Be Well