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WOW- A LETTER TO OBAMA!

Dear Mr. President,

Where are you? As I sit here at 4:30 in the …morning with my seven year old daughter who hasn’t slept since our City was attacked by a terrorist who grew up here and called it “Home” for 24 years of his Muslim life..

Where were you? When the family of our five brave men who lost their lives that day were informed of the dreadful news, did they receive a call from you, our concerned, caring, president? I beg to differ. Instead you gave a nine minute very insincere apology about what occurred in Chattanooga Tennessee.

From my heart Mr. President, as a Native Chattanoogan you have no right to even utter the words of my hometown. When the 9 Church members were killed in Charleston, why you made no hesitation to scurry there, even rush behind a pulpit even preach a funeral! Then you took it upon yourself to sing the old hymn “Amazing Grace” trying so hard to bring God’s spirit into that place and thru the TV screen.

Let me be the first poor single mother to tell you Mr. President you didn’t fool me. There was no God in your “Presentation”, no God in that “Speech” that your overpaid blind to your B.S. Muslim Personal Assistant prepared for you. No no no Mr. President, you see We The People are fed up with you. Instead of being an Honorable President, and ordering ALL flags at half mass, you didn’t order any. Instead of trying to find out what this idiot had been doing to plan this attack all these months, you go on VACATION.

WE SEE where you priorities lie, we see that you don’t care these men protected your family as well. Your ‘white’ house you live in is surrounded by Secret Service men, all armed. Let’s take their guns away, like our service men and women and see how many days you call in sick.

Mr. President….. Where will you be, during the funerals of our five fallen men???

From my heart I say this to you, STAY AWAY, we don’t need you now. HERE IN THE GREAT CITY AND STATE OF CHATTANOOGA TENNESSEE WE DON’T LIKE COWARDS. WE ARE A COMMUNITY OF STRENGTH, SPIRIT, AND LOVE. HEROES ARE BORN AND RAISED HERE AND WE TAKE CARE OF OUR OWN!

Signed, Daughter of A Soldier

My friend Allan Moore shared this with me and I will add nothing or change anything. He deserves every word she says. C Brewer

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ARE YOU SICK OF POLITICAL EVERYTHING – I AM!

Recent decisions by the Supreme Court proves that the laws of the land no longer apply if “Compassion” is the reason enacted laws are unfair. Sad day for those who lost freedoms to gain the votes of those who got new freedoms. I am writing an article on the impact for Christians that the courts are punishing again.

Avoiding the newspaper and TV news on purpose, I read a message from Jim Heck, who is an old golfing buddy. Jim lives in Lufkin Texas and we share our information frequently. As a native Texan I have known several of the facts he sent but I did learn some new ones. I achieved my goal and learned something new. I did throw in a few personal remarks to piss some Liberal’s off today. That’s my job!

 TEXAS TIDBITS

  1. Port Arthur to El Paso: 889 miles. Port Arthur to Chicago: 770 miles
  2. Brownsville to Texline (north of Amarillo): 956 miles. Texline to Canada: 960 miles
  3. El Paso is closer to California than to Dallas
  4. World’s first rodeo was in Pecos, TX July 4, 1883.
  5. The Flagship Hotel in Galveston is the only hotel in North America built over water. Destroyed by Hurricane Ike – 2008!
  6. The Heisman Trophy was named after John William Heisman who was the first full-time coach at Rice University in Houston, Texas.
  7. Brazoria County has more species of birds than any other area in North America.
  8. Aransas Wildlife Refuge is the winter home of North America’s only remaining flock of whooping cranes.
  9. Jalapeno jelly originated in Lake Jackson in 1978.
  10. The worst natural disaster in US history was in 1900, caused by a hurricane in which over 8,000 lives were lost on Galveston Island.
  11. The first word spoken from the moon, July 20, 1969, was “Houston” but the Space Center was actually in Clear Lake City at the time.
  12. The King Ranch in South Texas is larger than the state of Rhode Island.
  13. Tropical Storm Claudette brought a US rainfall record of 43″ in 24 hours in and around Alvin in July of 1979.
  14. Texas is the only state to enter the US by TREATY, (known as the Constitution of 1845 by the Republic of Texas to enter the Union) instead of by annexation. This allows the Texas Flag to fly at the same height as the US Flag, and Texas may choose to divide into 5 states. 
  15. A Live Oak tree near Fulton is estimated to be 1500 years old.
  16. Caddo Lake is the only natural lake in the state.
  17. Dr Pepper was invented in Waco in 1885. There is no period in Dr Pepper.
  18. Texas has had six capital cities: Washington-on-the Brazos, Harrisburg, Galveston, Velasco, West Columbia and Austin
  19. The Capitol Dome in Austin is the only dome in the US which is taller than the Capitol Building in Washington, DC (by 7 feet).
  20. The San Jacinto Monument is the tallest free standing monument in the world and it is taller than the Washington Monument.
  21. The name ‘Texas’ comes from the Hasini Indian word ‘tejas’ meaning “friends”. Tejas is NOT Spanish for Texas
  22. The State Mascot is the Armadillo. An interesting bit of trivia about the armadillo is they always have four babies. They have one egg, which splits into four, and they either have four males or four females.
  23. The first domed stadium in the US was the Astrodome in Houston
  24. The Beck family ranch land grant is one days ride by horse (25 miles) in each direction from the headquarters.
  25. The name of the XIT ranch in Dalhart Texas stands for “ten in Texas”. That means 10 counties in Texas!

How many of these facts did you know? I learned ten new things myself. I did not ask whether you care about them.

Cowboy Ten Commandments posted on the wall at Cross Trails Church in Farlie, Texas: (It’s not the grammar but the ‘intent’)

(1) Just one God.

(2) Honor yer Ma & Pa.

(3) No telling tales or gossipin’.

(4) Git yourself to church meeting.

(5) Put nothin’ before God.

(6) No foolin’ around with another fellow’s gal.

(7) No killin’.

(8) Watch yer mouth.

(9) Don’t take what ain’t yers.

(10) Don’t be hankerin’ for yer buddy’s stuff.

 Did y’all git all that?

Never fear the ACLU, Muslim Brotherhood, Obama, the Supreme Court, Al Sharpton and MSNBC will be in action immediately after I publish this article.

Our Liberty is insured by 4 Boxes!

The Ballot Box.

The Jury Box.

The Soap Box.

The Cartridge Box

Democrats invented stuffing the Ballot Box and allowing dead voters, ask LBJ.

With our federal courts now controlled by politics the Jury verdicts against Liberals will be overturned anyway.

Obama has “TOTAL CONTROL” over all national soap boxes 

The Cartridge Box is next on the agenda and will be outlawed before Obama retires.  If he retires? 

C Brewer

Obama’s Free Stuff Army

 

The lure of something for nothing grows as morality crumbles.

I received permission from Robert Knight to post this article that is as topical as anything I have read recently. You will find a link to the original article in the Washington Post. Thanks Robert,  C Brewer

By Robert Knight – – Sunday, January 25, 2015

Fresh from offering “free” health care, “free” phones and “free” food to the masses, he’s upped the bribery to “free” community college tuition and “free” child care. It’s not that the Clintons oppose any of these; they just need to affect moderation in case Hillary runs for president and has to knock back boilermakers again with the good old boys in Pennsylvania taverns.

Since someone has to pay for these expensive, new entitlements to the Free Stuff Army, Mr. Obama has proposed yet another “tax the rich” scheme that, if enacted (which is unlikely) would eventually plunder working-class families. To liberals, that’s what tax “reform” is all about.

Over a few decades, the U.S. government has morphed into a gigantic income-redistribution machine, the ultimate mugger.

Since the New Deal, the only serious challenge to the mentality of plunder in both major parties came during the Reagan administration. To true believers like Mr. Obama, the Reagan years were a speed bump on the way to transforming America, and something to pretend to admire to keep the suckers ignorant.

Government is necessary because men are not angels. Its legitimate role is to secure justice by punishing evildoers, and to protect property and individual rights. Government does other things, such as delivering mail and public works — things like roads, water and sewage.

But its main focus has become redistribution of wealth in the name of “compassion” and “equality.” Its sheer growth and trillions of dollars of debt coincides with the rise of the Free Stuff Army, whose ranks have swelled exponentially with Mr. Obama’s edicts and economic malaise.

In 1850, faced with a tide of sentiment toward socialism, French legislator Frederic Bastiat confronted the left’s claims of government superiority with a timeless critique, “The Law.” In fact, after the Bible, C.S. Lewis’ “The Screwtape Letters,” and Shakespeare, “The Law” is arguably the most penetrating analysis of human nature.

Bastiat began by echoing truths about God and man that animated America’s Founders:

“[G]ifts from God precede all human legislation, and are superior to it. Life, liberty, and property do not exist because men have made laws. On the contrary, it was the fact that life, liberty, and property existed beforehand that caused men to make laws in the first place.” Add marriage to that list.

He then explained why governments inevitably fall into redistribution:

“Man can live and satisfy his wants only by ceaseless labor; by the ceaseless application of his faculties to natural resources. This process is the origin of property. But it is also true that a man may live and satisfy his wants by seizing and consuming the products of the labor of others. This process is the origin of plunder.

“Now since man is naturally inclined to avoid pain — and since labor is pain in itself — it follows that men will resort to plunder whenever plunder is easier than work. When they can, they wish to live and prosper at the expense of others. This is no rash accusation. Nor does it come from a gloomy and uncharitable spirit. The annals of history bear witness to the truth of it.”

As such, it is easy to succeed by promising something for nothing — the politicians’ mantra. A modern, liberal fiction is that government officials are somehow immune to human foibles such as greed. They are nicer than we are — as long as other people pay for it. The system they have built is functionally Marxist, deploying government force to extract “from each according to his ability to each according to his needs.”

Armed with an accurate view of human nature, America’s Founders did their best to ensure that man’s worst tendencies would not lead to tyranny and that man’s God-given talents could flourish. Still, they apparently underestimated the power of something for nothing.

The forces cultivating personal responsibility are the church, the family and the American spirit of liberty, all of which liberals have targeted in a relentless culture war. If you still think the drive to legalize same-sex “marriage” is about marriage, you haven’t been paying attention to the leftists’ war on normalcy, privacy, religion and — ultimately — freedom. Not satisfied with plundering our wallets, they are plundering society’s moral capital.

If the Supreme Court does the dirty deed and institutionalizes a counterfeit, it will force tens of millions of Americans to lie. More power will accrue to those who expand the enforcement machinery of “equality” into all areas of life. Resistance to big government will cost far more than it does now.

Leading the charge in this radical remaking of America is Barack Obama, general of the Free Stuff Army, which grows as the moral foundations crumble.

Bastiat perhaps had someone like him in mind when he wrote 165 years ago:

“There are too many ‘great’ men in the world — legislators, organizers, do-gooders, leaders of the people, fathers of nations, and so on, and so on. Too many persons place themselves above mankind; they make a career of organizing it, patronizing it, and ruling it.”

  • Robert Knight is a senior fellow for the American Civil Rights Union and a columnist for The Washington Times.

http://www.washingtontimes.com/news/2015/jan/25/robert-knight-obamas-free-stuff-army/

SOMETHING TO REMEMBER

My children and grandchildren will never know what life was like when I was a boy. Other seniors share the same memories and few take the time to share their primitive lives with their heirs, I do. This brought back two fond memories to share. The only telephones my grandparents ever had when I was a boy and today’s lack of love and patience with each other. Thanks Peter again, C Brewer.

THE OLDPHONE ON THE WALL…. HELLO (A Story)

When I was a young boy, my father had one of the first telephones in our neighborhood…. I remember the polished old case fastened to the wall. The shiny receiver hung on the side of the box. I was too little to reach the telephone, but used to listen with fascination when my mother talked to it.

Then I discovered that somewhere inside the wonderful device lived an amazing person. Her name was “Information Please” and there was nothing she did not know. Information Please could supply anyone’s number and the correct time.

My personal experience with the genie-in-a-bottle came one day while my mother was visiting a neighbor. Amusing myself at the tool bench in the basement, I whacked my finger with a hammer. The pain was terrible but there seemed no point in crying because there was no one home to give sympathy. I walked around the house sucking my throbbing finger, finally arriving at the stairway.

The telephone! Quickly, I ran for the footstool in the parlor and dragged it to the landing. Climbing up, I unhooked the receiver in the parlor and held it to my ear. “Information please,” I said into the mouthpiece just above my head.

A click or two and a small clear voice spoke into my ear. “Information,” “I hurt my finger…” I wailed into the phone the tears came readily enough now that I had an audience.

“Isn’t your mother home?” came the question. “Nobody’s home but me,” I blubbered. “Are you bleeding?” the voice asked. “No,” I replied. “I hit my finger with the hammer and it hurts.” “Can you open the icebox?” she asked. I said I could.

“Then chip off a little bit of ice and hold it to your finger,” said the voice. After that, I called “Information Please” for everything. I asked her for help with my geography and she told me where Philadelphia was. She helped me with my math.

She told me my pet chipmunk that I had caught in the park just the day before would eat fruit and nuts. Then, there was the time Petey, our pet canary, died… I called “Information Please,” and told her the sad story. She listened, and then said things grown-ups say to soothe a child. But I was not consoled. I asked her, “Why is it that birds should sing so beautifully and bring joy to all families, only to end up as a heap of feathers on the bottom of a cage?” She must have sensed my deep concern, for she said quietly, “Wayne, always remember that there are other worlds to sing in.”

Somehow I felt better.

Another day I was on the telephone, “Information Please.” “Information,” said in the now familiar voice. “How do I spell fix?” I asked. All this took place in a small town in the Pacific Northwest.

When I was nine years old, we moved across the country to Boston. I missed my friend very much. “Information Please” belonged in that old wooden box back home and I somehow never thought of trying the shiny new phone that sat on the table in the hall. As I grew into my teens, the memories of those childhood conversations never really left me.

Often, in moments of doubt and perplexity I would recall the serene sense of security I had then. I appreciated now how patient, understanding and kind she was to have spent her time on a little boy.

A few years later, on my way west to college, my plane put down in Seattle. I had about a half-hour or so between planes. I spent 15 minutes or so on the phone with my sister, who lived there now. Then without thinking what I was doing, I dialed my hometown operator and said, “Information Please.”

Miraculously, I heard the small, clear voice I knew so well. “Information,” I hadn’t planned this, but I heard myself saying, “Could you please tell me how to spell fix?” There was a long pause. Then came the soft spoken answer, “I guess your finger must have healed by now.” I laughed, “So it’s really you,” I said. “I wonder if you have any idea how much you meant to me during that time?”

I wonder,” she said, “if you know how much your calls meant to me. I never had any children and I used to look forward to your calls.” I told her how often I had thought of her over the years and I asked if I could call her again when I came back to visit my sister. “Please do”, she said. “Just ask for Sally.”

Three months later I was back in Seattle… A different voice answered, “Information.” I asked for Sally. “Are you a friend?” she said. “Yes, a very old friend,” I answered. “I’m sorry to have to tell you this, she said. Sally had been working part time the last few years because she was sick. She died five weeks ago.”

Before I could hang up, she said, “Wait a minute, did you say your name was Wayne?” “Yes.” I answered. “Well, Sally left a message for you. She wrote it down in case you called. Let me read it to you. “The note said, “Tell him there are other worlds to sing in. He’ll know what I mean. “I thanked her and hung up. I knew what Sally meant.

Never underestimate the impression you may make on others. Whose life have you touched today? Why not pass this on? I just did…..Lifting you on eagle’s wings. May you find the joy and peace you long for! Life is a journey… NOT a guided tour. I loved this story and just had to pass it on.

I hope you enjoy it and pass it on too.    

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