I have yet to receive a notice from Blogger or google as as described in the terms of service. so I will assume I was hacked and will repost the interview without notice soon.
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Friday, June 29, 2012
You got another thing coming!
This morning as I sit here and eat my breakfast I told my waitress about the blog that I was writing had been censored. The young lady brought other waitresses over who began to listen to the story of Dawn Ellen and Islam. All of them circled around and asked more and more questions. Some even wrote down the name of this website to look at later. I imagine this is not what you expected. Was I ever anti-Islam. Maybe a small amount due to what happened on 9/11. Though I have a soft spot in my heart for anyone that prays, I know am coming to the realization that some pray for my harm. Am I a good Christian? Please, not even close. I have never once prayed for any Muslim to be forcibly brought to know Christ. "Puerto Rico National Flag"
I remember during the short student revolution in Iran, I joined in support of the people of Iran to self determination. I helped in some small electronic campaigns against the Iranian government and cheered those revolutionaries on. I prayed that the US would become involved and free the good people of Iran from the oppression of the Ayatollah. Could Islam be turned around to be a peace loving and tolerant faith? It's a long shot but Christianity had its moments of conquest and corruption and today survives as a peaceful faith for the most part. The ultimate goal of all faiths and systems should be to free its people from bondage and fear. Is this what we currently see in the sects that are prevelant worldwide?
Puerto Ricans are a stubborn bull headed people. We do not exactly conform or do just as we are told. We love our way, our ways. We have really resisted change for hundreds of years and numerous cultures. Like Sicily we absorbed those that try to invade. So I guess what happened to this blog is all too Puerto Rican. I took the invader who thought they could just walk into my island and drained the energy from their attack. Now Ricantotheright will be stronger, bolder and more prolific. I welcome comments from those that disagree. I frequently post of very left wing blogs and articles and take on all comers. Where are you bold soldiers, you all that asked for the Dawn Ellen interview to be taken down? I'm here and I'm queer! Wait that's not true, but I love that chant. So oye oye, ven pa ca and also in the words of the one of Obamas supporters,"It's on"!
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Yes I am going to say it, You have awaken a sleeping giant!
Now you have done it! Your hate of free speech had fueled my new passion to go after exposing those that would rob us all in whatever name. Whether it be government systems or religions as Islam, I am now emboldened to rally to the flag that is free speech. I will do whatever it takes to find a true free zone for all idea. Whether you like it or not, whether it makes you hate me or want to hurt me. You picked the wrong person to come against. This is the energy I feed on. I thrive on this pressure and stress. I wish I could meet you face to face. I would prevail over you. My words prevail over you. You are small minded and closed minded and the power of free speech will not be stifled.
You should have just left me alone. I may have gotten bored, I may have just run out of ideas to post. Now your censorship brings me a new powerful catalyst. Your hate now becomes my mission, my banner. I will cry it from the mountain tops, that those that disagree are not free in your world, in your faith. You have proved to everyone what we just had a theory of. You have awakened a sleeping giant!
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Censored
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
Islam?
I think we need to take a look at how dangerous Fundamentalist Islam is to our Realistic world view. One of the reasons we will focus this week on Islam is due to the current political events in a former allie Egypt. Some very inflammatory quotes coming for the newly elected president has him on the radar for anyone looking for a potential tinderbox. I personally do not feel that any political organization that has a religion in their name can be any good to freedom. I feel that we have the right to exercise our faith wherever we want. I don't feel we have the right to impose our faith, ever. Islam has within it's teachings a premise or commandment to rule over it's followers. Christianity attempted this misdeed early in it's history and abandoned it as not being part of its mission, and biblically so. I am interviewing Dawn Ellen, an online activist that focuses on the lack of women's rights in Islam. Dawn has a good command on the Koran so I will have that interview soon.
So what are the dangers of Islam for Realism? Islam as practiced in the middle east and other parts of the world tends to have little room for other faiths or atheism. When the rubber meets the road Islam requires you to follow the commandments of The Koran above government or societal equalities. With Realism we require nothing of our citizens except that they treat others as they would treat themselves. The golden rule of the bible applies. There is no forced proselytizing in Realism you believe what makes you happy. The Kafir or infidel in Islam is seen as someone to be dominated, turned and destroyed if not converted. This leaves little room for free will in a society ruled by Sharia law. We have seen the creep of Sharia in the US and states have even placed legislation into place to prevent it's implementation.
The problem of radical Islam is one that is commonly discussed. I feel that Islam as a whole should be confronted.
Monday, June 25, 2012
Open dislocation.
I am laying here with my left leg up and nine stitches in my big toe. After years away from the mat, the old man decided to set back in. I was nervous as hell and was going to back out to attend me humble little booth at this grappling event. My coach came to me and gave me some wise words of encouragement. I knew my opponent. A 20 year old 6'5 240 young man who all he does is workout. I measured my opponent and looked for weaknesses. I noticed a strong upper body but very narrow legs. My center of gravity was my strength. At 6'2 275 it's hard to take me down unless you are skillful. I shook hands with my adversary and the match was on. The young man was relaxed to the point of over confidence, I knew my aggression would give me the upper hand so I decided to play the bully.
I reached into his center mass and he miscalculated my strength. The surprised look on his face at the old man's speed and strength gave me a shot of adrenaline that caused me to pick him up straight into the air. I was surprised at the ease of taking this model athlete down. There I was I had scored first, he was down holding me for dear life. A quick attempt by him at a choke submission was easily defended. An arm submission brushed off. I placed my hand on his throat and I began to see fear and panic in his eyes. Imagine you have this scenario in your head that you played when you looked over at your match. You judged the book by it's cover. You saw a fat, old, gray haired man with a little limp. The sly grin on face his face before the match gave him away. Underestimating your enemy certainly always leads to defeat.
More points accumulated for me, more advantages as I grabbed his ankle nearly breaking it by lifting his entire body in the air by it. I thought I saw him tap me. The ref missed it, he struggled, he's out of my dangerous grip. Again he is back in my grasp, I know this will be easy again. I grab his legs and up he goes. I turn slightly to my right as he panics and prepares to hit the ground. As I plant to press forward I feel a pop in my foot. I continue my takedown, more points added. I hold him down and stare at my left foot. The toe is pointing in an unnatural direction. I have to keep going, I have to win. It pops back in but I see the blood now and feel the pain.
I tried to push back as he was resisting my attack. Had I had that left foot to plant it would have been over. The pain and the blood sent me into a bit of shock. I noticed my nemesis taking my back. I felt in no danger. I knew he just scored. I have to continue, the pain is unbearable the toe is cut in half. The young tries to strangle me with the little strength he had left. I shrugged it off and calmly whispered to him that my foot was broken. I felt a little tug around my neck but I was now seeing more blood. Out of concern for my health and my opponent get blood on him I gently patted the mat. The referee came down as my opponent clung harmlessly on my back. I told him I was tapping and that my foot was broken.
Dejected I walked over and sat at let the medic dress my wound. I picked up my stuff in defeat and headed to the hospital where I received nine stitches from and open dislocation. I tried my best, I won I felt in a sense, it wasn't me that quit as much as my body failed. Since I am not a professional I had to preserve myself so that I could go home and take care of children and the sometimes mundane roll of a parent. For a spilt second though I wanted to throw caution into the wind and see how far I could go. I console myself today by the cheers I received from the older men who had been watching the match. I was stopped by a very prominent martial arts label's owner who congratulated me for showing the young one up. A lesson I guess I hope we both learn. Youth underestimates age by forgetting age has already learned the lesson to win. Age forgets it has the scars to prove it's learned its lessons and should retire to teach the young.
Thursday, June 21, 2012
Despite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cage.
What use is all the angst and anger I feel sometimes towards my fellow human? I walk around and look at empty faces and empty lives knowing so many people really could care less of what is happening around them. In the macro sense, the big picture, us as a whole. I purposely get involved because of my deep sense of being a knight in shining armor. That if I wade in sword flying on my white horse into the enemy front, I will inspire those asleep or scared behind me to act. The fear of people like me is that when we look back as we have charged forward in courage, is that the line behind us hasn't moved. I do not feel that I have a God given gift to lead men as those on the left feel they are anointed with. What I feel I do have is the courage to speak out boldly against the direction our nation is headed to. Socialism will be the death and has been the death of thousands, and if I know and am aware shouldn't I cry out.
So many throughout history have jump on a rock or a stair or a soapbox and yelled at his fellow man to wake up that the end is near. Most have been dragged away in chains and labeled kooks, criminals, or crazy. I'm not a criminal! By no means am I claiming some Messianic anointing. I don't want followers, I want all of you to wake the hell up. I want you all in your respective countries to have the courage to even start a conversation about the reality of your enslavement. So not everyone can be the warrior, or soldier, but some of you can be the writers, the philosophers, that ask the questions which began to question the establishment. It is the people who our constitution granted powers to. The people have been for too long quietly pushed out of the system, as I explained in yesterdays writings. What would be so hard for us, or risky, to just write a letter or send and email? One person, one foot in front of the other, the snowball rolling down the hill effect.
So what has all my rage done? Have I shown enough disgust in what I write, to get you all to even begin a conversation of what is being done to keep each of you prisoners in a cell less prison? Have I spoken enough about having a more Realistic ideal of how our politics, of our lives. I do not want to be part of the this machine anymore. I want to be a part of a rebirth, a retooling of America. When an engine gets old, you send it to the machine shop to get rebuilt. Our block is still good, we just need to bore it out, put some bigger pistons (Realism), a stronger camshaft (Liberty) and a supercharger(free trade). Take that fresh engine put some premium in and slam the pedal to the metal and get America back to the greatness it once had.
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Digging graves with a backhoe.
I was in the middle of sending today's news when all of a sudden in the word's of the Beatles, "I heard the news today oh boy". After nearly three years of asking for just simple tons of damn paper, the guy who said he had nothing to do with said,"I exert my executive privilege". Barry digging deep into his Chi-town political bag-o tricks found and end around to his attorney generals impending dooms. COVER IT UP! President Obama has become the crown prince of do as I say not as I do. So now the spirit of Richard Nixon has begin to whisper into Barry's ear,"it didn't work for me". I almost spit my coffee out when I heard coming over my satellite radio station. Instead I said a WTF to myself because the kids were in the car.
The first thing that came to my mind was what is he hiding? If for years Holder was saying that the president had no knowledge of what was happening, how can you invoke privilege? Then it hit me, how can you ask for executive privileges for documents at the justice department. Lions, tigers and bears oh my! This was getting a little looney and all over the place. Why wasn't it executive privilege last night at 5PM EST. I bet they were sitting around, I could see it now, a bunch of guys in a smoke filled room. Shirts sleeves rolled up, ties undone cursing each other out pointing the finger and blaming each other. Power brokers of power brokers of the Obama administration. Then a dorky lawyer in a corner whispers, "what about executive privilege"?
The players keep yelling and he strains his ivy league trained voice,"EXECUTIVE PRIVILEGE". The room turns around to look who would dare interrupt these giants of the Democratic party. I guy with a cigar (Axelrod) tells the room to just the F up, he paces back and forth talking to himself. "If we do this they can't touch the docs", "it'll take months for it to get to the courts","kid you did it", as he points to the dork who now feels proud of himself. "Gentlemen, I have our solution", the idea stolen from the poor lawyer in the bad tweed jacket with the padded elbows. So now the conspiracy theories will be flying around like mosquitos in a Florida swamp on what the president know or knew. They love to dig the hole deeper and deeper. It's easier with a backhoe than one shovel full at a time I guess.
Prince of darkness
I suspect that soon we will see the true dark lords of the elections come out. The real hitmen of each political party has their violin cases open putting their .50 cal Barretts together. They have found good cover, concealment, and the high ground. That's the point we are at in this political cycle. Those are the tactics that politics has devolved to. Where its seek and destroy. Kill or be killed. There is no way in today's environment that anyone can run a campaign that focuses on what your opponents have or haven't done. When you use private investigators to help you in your political race, it's time to change the system.
What is so fascinating about tearing down everything about your political foe? Lawrence O'Donnell making fun of Romney's sick wife without knowing jack squat about animal therapy for people with MS. Rachel Maddow called people mentally ill who watch Fox News. I found a ray of hope last night in Michael Myers a political and legal genius who is a left wing liberal. Mr. Myers supported the legal decision that the attorney general made to protect documents. However he was ashamed that the attorney general would have such disregard for the legal power of our Congress. A faint signal that even on the left the rule of law might still live.
In this atmosphere of slash and burn, I've become pessimistic on real reform to our way of vetting candidates before elections. Money, negativity, power, are the real impetuous of why most candidates get involved in government. The purest who sees politics as a way to better are nation are few and far between. Very few of the middle class are able to participate because of the wealth needed to run. Our country needs to take back the elections by possibly making it a federal program in the exclusion of private money. Everyone should have the ability to serve. What we have done is create a politcal aristocracy that has pushed out the sane citizen.
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Should I pull the emergency chute.
Less jobs were posted this month again. Now for every job available there are four who want the job. Some stats have true unemployment at fourteen percent. Those include those that have already given up looking. The Euro is in very deep problems with now France going all in with their Socialist government through and through. No fixes to their long term debt or social programs are on the horizon in most of Europe. Things look bad, but are they really bad? If it were me I would do my best to be prepared, even the department of homeland security agrees and has billboards on the highways saying so.
So the Europeans pointed the finger at the US today, the head of the EU stated that it was the US financial sector that was the contagion that infected the world with the current illness that is a global recession. So it's not that the average age to retire in EU is 52. It's not that they have socialized health care. It's not that they get two months of paid vacation a year. It's not that no one contributes to their benefits. Oh no Mr. Portuguese EU leader, don't point the finger this way, because there are three other pointed back at you. To quote Neil Cavuto, "who is it anyway that comes to save your sorry ass?" Yes we save it alot. Remember the little guy with the funny moustache?
Europe is so much like our current administration. Blame some one else. Pass the buck, or any other passive aggressive statements. No responsibility, no cojones! I cannot stomach a coward. Imagine there are entire countries in Europe filled with this needy felines. Gimme Gimme, they are social vampires and they don't even give you the decency to glamour you before they rip your neck open and drink AMERICAN BLOOD.
Fool me twice...
I think we give more second chances of any culture on the planet. We call prison rehabilitation. You go in, do your time, and are expected to get back to being a productive citizen. Famous felons that have become successful are guys like Chuck Colson, G. Gordon Liddy, Oliver North. These men took it where the sun doesn't shine for their causes and ended up very well off afterwards. We bring back the losers on our reality shows for one more chance to redeem themselves. A second shot, a break we'll give it no questions asked.
We have a problem though. Thinking about our culture of phoenix like resurrection, who wants to give this president and legislature another opportunity. Please, raise your hands, anyone anyone, Bueller, Bueller. Really when you think about, go deep inside, do you really want to roll the dice on what a completely free do whatever Obama? Unchained, no one to stop him. Executive order after order, Chi town politics let loose on our republic. We as Americans can't allow the Choom gang player to run amuck against the constitution. I cry for someone to be raised up and have the courage and passion to speak directly against this political heresy.
I think we have them on the ropes. The president has a pretty good defense. We have to score a knock out blow and not allow this to go to the judges. Though Realism is yet to materialize, we must rally with the lesser of two evil. Do not protest and sit home this November. Do not protest vote and give your precious vote to some unwinable candidate. This is not the time to gamble or attempt to bring in a third party. Get angry, but do not sin and let's cleanse the system slowly by sending Barry to the PGA.
Monday, June 18, 2012
Someone called me a conservative
I got a call from a one of the representatives of the grappling and Jiu-jitsu tournaments I sponsor. One of the competitors called him and recommended my blog. I was ecstatic. The man had been reading my writings and had told him how well it was written. Thank you very much Mr. Matt. So he went on and told my business associate how he likes the conservative tone my writing takes. I had the opposite reaction to the compliments. I began to defend the writings as Libertarian and a new thought. Free thinking and something real for the modern world. I have never been ashamed of my conservative roots, what made these compliments different?
I remember a couple of weeks ago I asked a writer who I really respect to take a look at my blog and give his opinion. A couple of days later he came back with encouragement and said that I wrote alot like Ayn Rand. I said, who? So he sent me a link to her writings and I couldn't believe what I was reading. There in her works were my thoughts, feelings and emotions. The writings and thoughts were so similar I had to stop reading them. I felt cheap, I felt uninspiring, what I thought I had birthed into reality had pretty much been already old news. At first I was going to stop writing or change subjects but I pressed on and am glad I did. There is nothing new under the son wrote Solomon. There's nothing new.
Realism is new and real to me and many others. I can't help the feeling that others get. I can't help that I seem to be like other philosophical thoughts. I believe that the freedom of making laws and rule guided by what is actually realistic can change our world. If we live in the moment and not by what once was or will be, we can have peace in our lives. I have my guard up now. I will defend realism!
After having all of these emotions during the brief phone, my business associate said he had just skimmed my writings. Oh great all this righteous indignation for nothing. So I calmed down and took a nap.
Saturday, June 16, 2012
In executive order we trust
Suckers! That's the stamp that should be placed on the forehead and hand of every Barry Sotero believer out there. Blacks, he's turned his back on you now and is going to enslave the illegal Mexican immigrants by turning them into your legal equals. For centuries the black man has paid his dues and by blood and bone earned his place here in American. All a Mexican citizen has to do is break the law, keep his nose clean and wait. Some bleeding heart liberal will throw the big BX (military meaning grocery or base exchange) lifesaver to him and blam, American citizen. What a joke Obama has made of our laws, our values, our land. We are looked at as fools and weaklings around the planet.
What the hell is so hard about getting in line? Go to an American embassy and start the process. I welcome you with open arms here in America. Immigrants run here, we love and need you. However do it the right way. You know what kind of respect you will have? You will have the pride of having gone through the process and passed. The struggle is so satisfying. In the art of Jiu-Jitsu before you are promoted you have to pay your dues and endure the pain and the bloodshed that everyone else has gone through. When someone slaps on a belt and does not have the lineage, they are blacklisted. The feeling to earn what you have worked at is magnificent.
There of course are exceptions. Those that are persecuted to the point of possible death, political prisoners. Sure there is always the exception to the rule. Having had interactions with illegal immigrants, I have only met one who had those circumstances. This man was the head of Mexico's highway department, he was framed by the government who embezzled some highway funds and he caught them. Over night his name was in the paper, his image on the news. This was a family of means. Mexican aristocracy, the government placed liens overnight on everything he had. This man stated the town came out to his home and even while they were still in the home began taking what they wanted.
In the end he got in his car and packed up his family and fled here. Now a humble carpet and tile layer. These are the cases we exempt. Until you can prove to me a similar circumstance, stay in your countries, get in line and wait, have some pride damn it!
Thursday, June 14, 2012
Handout, hope gone
There have been so many times in my adult life I had the opportunity to get a handout. I've been poor enough for welfare and food stamps and for some reason I hung on and worked through my poverty and kept what I thought was my pride. I was injured in the line of duty eleven years ago. I was out on workers compensation trying to heal a back injury. My pay was slashed by 50%. My life was spiraling down with a pending divorce and the death of my father. I lost most of everything I had and had to file for bankruptcy. My lawyer recommended chapter 7 which would have keep me from paying anyone. Instead I took responsibility and chose chapter 13 and paid my creditors in full in 15 months. The plan takes five years.
In college, working part time and married there were many times we lived paycheck to paycheck and there wasn't enough. I could have walked into the local office and applied for food stamps. What I did was sell my blood plasma for grocery money, to this day you can see the scars of the dozens of times I did it. When I was healthy, my first wife would stay at home with the children and I would work and work and work. If we needed money, I would find a part time job to work and sleep later. I worked myself sick one year, but kept my pride. The fridge was full 99% of the time, I have never had a car repossessed or been foreclosed on or had anything taken from me that I owned on. I would always find a way to provide.
I have had miracles happen also. I told my oldest son last week that when I was newly divorced from their mom and living on my own, I ran out of money for food. I was coming back from a doctors appointment trying to not get my back operated on. I noticed a lady broken down on the side of a very lonely stretch of road and felt obligated to help. As I came up to her vehicle she wouldn't roll down the window. I pulled out my badge and told her I would help because this wasn't a good neighborhood to be alone and broken down. Though it hurt like hell I got her car fixed. The well to do lady handed me a wad of cash which I refused. The woman squeezed it into to my hands and said, "take your kids out with it". I saw a couple of dollar bill and accepted.
I drove down the rode and thought that at least now I can buy milk and a box of cereal. I started think what I could do without breaking the rules to find grocery money. I kept unfolding the money, and unfolding. I counted $62.00. I cried and looked up to the heavens and just simply said thank you. I went right to the grocery store and with some coupons we had enough until I got my little paycheck. I was allowed to keep my pride. I had to work to keep it. I am proud to be a survivor. With millions filing for government assistance, I feel a sense of pride that though I can, I don't.
Wednesday, June 13, 2012
Tiffany brain in a Walmart world.
I look around me and see machines. I have an autistic son so I understand a need for routine and pattern. My son depends on the expected to function. Though he is completely communicative and high functional, whatever is wired differently inside needs predictability. Are we all not far from the autistic? How much do we depend on things being the way they are? I thrive on chaos, but for those around me I conform. My mind desires change and adventure. Maybe that's why I became a police officer years ago. So that I can experience the unpredictability of the criminal mind. I quickly became bored of it too, there was a pattern to their madness. So maybe there is no chaos theory. Can every action no matter how impulsive be a pattern?
I think quickly and can solve complex problems for other but not myself. I've been told I have a Ferrari mind with ten speed brakes. I look at my son and see how comfortable he is in his schedule, he smile because he knows exactly what's coming next. I wish I could be content with knowing. Knowing exactly what is coming next in our country and world. Ignorance is bliss. I believe that now. Would you take a path if you knew you would trip in the middle of your walk? What if you had to trip to avoid a branch hitting your head? I want to walk that path. I don't want it to be easy. There is some joy in the suffering. Suffering makes you feel alive. Surviving heightens the senses.
So in this humble ice cream shop where my son is devouring his double dip of chocolate ice cream, I reflect on the knowledge that those around have little knowledge of the coming hardships we will endure as a country. Mistakes decades in the making have propelled us to the edge of the cliff and we are playing chicken in a car that has no brakes. I hope the emergency brake is working. Maybe I should just throw on my baseball hat, have a dip of snuff and get in my pickup truck to drive home. Get in the driveway open the door and let the the television tell me it's all going to be OK. My Tiffany brain won't let me. Will it let you?
I really don't feel like it
I really don't feel like writing today. I'm tired. I'm sore. I'm cranky. Damn maybe I'm pregnant. I need to get away from information. I am such a knowledge junky, I get withdrawal if I don't keep up to date with current events. It's any information though. I just need to know everything. History, science, the arts, nature, anything I can devour. If it's not through video, I always have one or two books going. My mind is always racing with ideas and inventions. My shrink calls it Attention Deficit Disorder, I think the world called it creativity or artistic expression forever. Now they want to medicate you if you just don't fit into some mold of conformity. So though I slept I am exhausted because my mind rarely stops to rest or to reflect. It's madness as much as method.
Why do I give a flying damn what others should think about life and politics? I don't know I feel a sense of responsibility to get this word in me out to you. That if just one person changes his view of the world to the Realist approach, his or her life may improve. If I can just wake one up from the coma that is modern life it's worth the effort to know, assess, and educate. At least in the US we have some semblance of an example of a democracy so I do not feel a sense of urgency to educate us. Now that I see that others around the world have begun to read my useless rag, I feel the pressure to be serious and sober. So now that others are watching and learning I must write.
So this is pure Realism. You bend and change with life as quickly as you can. To have a fixed ideology is madness. To have a system that does not evolve (funny I don't believe in evolution) stagnates your thinking, then you, then those around you. You begin to not have the ability to survive or more to thrive. Maybe that's why I have yet to end up in the gutter or in prison or homeless. I adapt to my environment quickly and mimic what is successful. In adaptation there are mutations that fail, but just like the New York cockroaches there is little that can kill me. I had a wise man (my shrink) say, "be like the willow, not an oak". I let that slide because he is a blackbelt and I am not, but I got it. Bend grasshopper, be flexible and you'll not break.
Monday, June 11, 2012
Money
We are seeing the death of a currency. The Euro was a nightmare that was sold as a dream. To think that uniting the intangible of sovereign nations into a currency was lunacy. Each nation has it's own values and personality and should be allowed to value money with something of substance and not this imaginary "good credit and faith". What the hell is a credit anyway? Can you touch it, smell it, eat it? This is the weakness of a centralized monetary policy that does not attach itself to something of value.
In Realism the system would base it's notes of trade on the demand for objects of value in our borders and boundaries. If gold, then gold, if oil, then oil. That gives the note the flexibility to evolve with the what is needed in the world at that time and place. It also leaves us free pursue trade with countries in just commodities, there would be little room for a trade partner to manipulate their currency to imbalance the market. We could respond to those actions with immediate revaluation of our notes.
A central repository for these items of value? I am not sure our system would require a central bank or reserve due to it being a note that evolves and changes based on need.
The rest of the world
Why should we care about the success and failure of other nations? Sometimes I wish we could just shut the borders and hang a big sign on the statute of liberty that read, "Closed". It's not a fear of immigrants. It's not racism. It's not American exceptionalism. What has me tired of the rest of the world is the constant bashing by those countries around the world that don't contribute a tenth of what we do. Funny the countries that snub their noses at us have their handout year after year. What would countries do if we decided to put our tits back in our nursing bra and wean them? Oh of course then you'd hear it the other way." America is greedy and doesn't care for the needy",these Amerihater would say. I think they would blow themselves up to kill us no matter what we do, right?
Damn it, we can't just shut the door. How is Tammy Trailer going to get her plastic matching dolphin bath mat and toilet seat cover at Wally world? We don't work for cheap here in the states so prices would skyrocket if we close China off. Freak me, I forgot if we shut the doors then Billy Bob can't get his Tequila to kill those last remaining brain cells. We hardly produce anything in this country anymore. We teach our children that professional sports and reality TV is how you make your way in this world. Who cares about sweat equity anymore? Who cares about calloused hands from a days labor? We have made ourselves soft in the last forty years by exporting what we depend on. If we had to create what we need here, I guarantee there would not be 8.2% unemployment.
Bring US businesses home! Let other countries fend for themselves awhile. We need to close shop for a little to give our children and the population some on the job training. Oh and we have inventory to take. We are going to figure out exactly where all our backbones and businesses went to and put them back where they belong, here. So sorry India, Pakistan, China, Korea, Taiwan, Vietnam, and on and on. Mommy's breast hurt your old enough to start eating some grown up food. So put your big girl panties on and support yourselves . Oh and don't go into mommy's purse she's broke.
Let's pull the plug.
Intellec. Conserv.: Liberalism is Terminally Ill http://t.co/lNffHa93 #tcot #azright -- Rachel Alexander (@Rach_IC).
So I am slowly branching out to look at the writings and thoughts of others of conservative ilk. After reading some of the horror stories of what left wingers are doing to conservative bloggers I have been apprehensive to really be confrontational on the blog. I really want to. I am aggressive and in your face by nature, but after those SWATTING incidents a few months ago it makes sense to hold back. The mental illness that is liberalism is just doesn't understand rational arguments or sees the others side. The goal of these very sick people is to control and conquer and place themselves in power at all cost.
I think you have to go back to the McCarthy error to equal the repercussions of having a differing viewpoint. I have no issues with others expressing their political ideas, no matter how subversive I may think they be. As long as you don't begin to intrude on my comfort or business got at it. Your speech does not nothing to me. I believe how I want to believe. The fear that those on the left show to speech is infantile. Legislation has even been proposed to equalize conservative speech on the airwaves. Since the American population is slowly turning and rejecting Liberalism and changing the dial, leftist see it as their mission to forcibly redirect the stream of information by handcuffing free expression. Collectively we have to expose these impositions to our freedoms by voting these manipulators out and sharing their plans to the public.
Saturday, June 9, 2012
The dream that still is America.
There are people all over the world that are betting against the American experiment. The first one that comes to mind is billionaire George Soros. This individual pours millions of dollars into hundreds of organizations who's sole purpose is fundamentally changing the American way of government and life. Groups who scan the media to harness data to attack Libertarian and Conservative ideals. To demonize those that are different or think differently. Groups that target individuals for ridicule and at time physical danger. I have yet to find individuals like Soros on the right, who so hate the opposition that they are willing to really KILL their political adversaries. What makes us so dangerous to them? It all goes back the core foundation of Realism, freedom.
I considered those of the left misguided and misinformed. That if they were able to experience other socialist countries as I have they would change. A few events in the past few years have caused me to consider these people dangerous and subversive bordering on treason against America. The first was the election of our current president. If there were ever a Manchurian candidate our president fits the bill. That through the network of the Marxist college professors the young Barry was setup and shaped by them and his family to accept these ideologies and to work to put them into practice. How little was this person vetted by us. These machine which wants to make us more like Europe struck at the perfect time of American weakness. When we were to desperate and afraid and hungry to care. Our lack of preparation for these type are economic calamities made us an easy target, so we should blame ourselves.
The next was the occupy movement. Though I didn't live during those times, I imagine the hippie movement of the 60's beginning much the same way. The movement was about freedom and liberty and ended showing its true colors of Communism and a hate of the US government. Though I have my dislikes of our current system, change needs to be won through the rule of law. These occupiers want anarchy and chaos and see no use for order. Realism opposes this through the respect for the individuals right to express himself without imposing his will on others. The occupiers hurt businesses, murdered 6, harbored rapist and pedophiles and child abusers in the name of the 99%. People like Obama and Pelosi jumped on the bandwagon. These people bite the hand that feeds them. They are an out of control fire that had to be extinguished.
Why do they hate America so much? Have we not given enough blood and bounty to the world? Every day do we not add to what is good in the world? We are the last true bastion of freedom on this planet. No other nation affords it's citizens the latitude to invent, create, and excel. The conspiracies abound as to how they are trying to bring our Democracy down. No one person on the left has been bold enough to be honest and answer why they must destroy the dream that is America.
Thursday, June 7, 2012
Take it to the limit.
We are limited by scientific principles and rules. I am limited by genetics. Limited by forces even unseen. So we can deduce that nature sets our laws. I will freely also admit that God temporarily has placed rules on our supernatural nature due to our sins. A world without codified laws would not be a world of chaos and anarchy. Even in lower life forms there are boundaries that are pre programmed into their DNA. Less is more for man when it comes to organizing a set laws and precepts. As Realist we reduce the rule of law to a basic and simple code. So from the simple to the smartest, everyone can know where they stand with each other's person and property. Short one today. Family first.
God save the Queen. We mean it man!
Diamonds are a girls best friend I hear. The diamond anniversary of Queen Elizabeth came and went in my household with no fanfare or ceremony. I lived in England for three years and never really had any kind of interest for the monarchy. It was very nostalgic to see my British friends from the UK post pictures of the towns I use to live and shop in, like Bicester and Banbury. The union jack dinner tables and napkins and old folks dining and reminiscing about the good ole day. For me they were, I miss England for it's history and tradition, not for the Socialist society they have created. Funny that they endeavour to be a classless land and yet the divides are deep and visible.
Though the Queen is seen around the world as a figurehead or tourist attraction, the Queen is quite active in the nation's affairs. Every Thursday evening there is a briefing with the Queen and she does direct the course of her subjects through giving the politicians a piece of her mind. The meetings are held standing up the entire time. The best political side show in the world and my favorite TV pastime when I lived there was watching the House of Commons during the prime minister question and action time.
I remember how expensive everything was. Especially gasoline which was over $5.00 a gallon. There was even a TV tax. It was like vehicle registration for you Television. So if you watched live TV you had better have paid your TV tax. The government had vans comb the countryside with scanners who would go down the street and monitor for TV waves. The van had equipment that could tell who had their tax sticker and who didn't. If they found a home that had not paid and was actively watching they would knock on your door and give you a ticket!
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
I solemnly give you the finger
How do you arrest a mother cheering because her daughter graduated high school? I was a cop. I couldn't do it. I think I would get suspended so as not to do it. OK they told everyone they would be escorted out if they did, but to cuff her right there while her daughter is getting her diploma, damn. Now they even regulate our emotions under penalty of law. Yell too loud in the streets, disorderly conduct. Spit on the ground, disorderly conduct. So could you give someone the finger in relative safety anymore, I doubt it. This is the example of what giving the government an inch they take a mile. The US government has taken so many inches they are now flying UAV aka drones over us sky's as acknowledged by the EPA last week. The EPA began using drones to spy on American farmers to help enforce environmental laws.
We do it to ourselves. We fear the unknown and the unseen and we just hand over our freedoms to politicians. If it scares us, make a law. If it offends us, make a law. How many laws does a person need to help them manage their lives? Would you need any if immediate punishment was allowed for violating someone else's freedoms or comfort or property? Again what we ceded to the government will never be regained. As a cop I hated giving tickets. I always thought about the financial impact of a docket in a person pocket. I felt a chance and discretion was most of the time what justice I dispensed first.
Sorry for the late post I am trying hard to get my purple belt in Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu so Wednesdays post my be regularly late. I was using a new program so sorry for the giant run on sentence that was the last post. So maybe in your own home. Go to a room where the windows are covered, hide yourself in the closet and quietly raise your hand and give our restrictive law a hidden finger in protest.
Donkey on suicide watch
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Edjumacation
How would we as Realist educate our children? Would the modern classroom filled with bland structure and standardized testing suffice? Do we teach to instruct or to prepare? How has the current education system failed to arm all of us with the knowledge to live productive lives? We have to put a good portion of blame on our country's education system, for the current lack of productivity and inventiveness. The last four years are the proof of the failed liberal/socialist indoctrination experiment in our schools. How can Realism bring us out of it?
After returning the responsibility of educating our children to the lowest level possible, we would immediately bring an end to the department of education. With all of the variations in our society there should be no one way to instruct our children. What needs to be learned in New York City should be different than what's taught in the middle of the corn fields in Iowa. It is a parents role to lead and help raise the next generation. The Realist parent would understand the path his child is heading towards and individualize the curriculum to make the most of their child's strengths and goals.
There is parental control and that is where the control should be. The teacher is the specialist that shares information in our system. The educator does not try to brainwash or sway children with his or her opinion. Parents return to the position of leadership in shaping the thoughts of their children. Parents should be given the also on where they want to educate their children. Home, online, a public system are all permissible. Testing would be based on what the local level feel children should know in preparation for not only work, but life in general, real life.
Smoke em if you got em
So I'm sitting outside my local coffee house enjoying the mornings first infusion of liquid love. I'm seventy five percent coffee the rest is scars and titanium. In our city it's still legal for the old gravelly voiced men to sit outside and reminisce about the good ole days and have a smoke. Damn it it stinks, makes me stink but it smells, smells like freedom. That the man wearing the Budweiser baseball cap and the chromed aviators in this city still has the choice to do what gives him pleasure. Isn't that written somewhere, the pursuit of happiness.
So the current elements making inroads politically and socially are saying that its their right to tell us what makes us happy. The audacity. The sheer balls of a politician or pundit to pressure me into doing what's good for me. I find it quite cowardly to constantly live within the rules or to stay safe. The greatest inventions of our time took risk, deadly risk. In the late 19th and early 20th century bridge builders would calculate in how many men would die building a particular structure. The question is, were any of those men who gave up their lives for a road forced to do it?
Oh but if you don't have insurance then your medical burdens fall on the tax payer blah blah blah. Let me be free. With freedom there are consequences. Men will be cautious if they know mommy Sam isn't going to bail them out for their indiscretions. However, freedom pays a man handsomely for taking risk that benefit many. In Realism a man is allowed to choose as long as he understand he will be held accountable for that choice. Never in Realism will the choice be legislated from him.
Monday, June 4, 2012
Don't leave it to the judges
I have been a Jiu-Jitsu practitioner for almost five years. At the age that I started and with all my injuries it has been a daunting task. I have suffered injuries that would have retired most men, yet I recover and persevere. What this sport has taught me is to be great you must endure and persevere. So I fight through the pain and limp to my classes on the way up the ranks. I learn I submit some I tap a lot. One of the things I never do is surrender.
This last Saturday the mixed martial arts company I started fight-2-night sponsored our first fighter in a local promotion. The fighters were weighted equally. The opponent was a flashy kick boxer. My fighter was a wrestler with a wicked right hand. My fighter hit this guy so hard on three occasions you thought the fight was over numerous times. The other combatant got in a couple of good strikes and kicks, while our fighter took him to the ground and controlled the caged. Close fight, but I was certain our fighter had won. Even UFC Hall of Fame star Randy Couture felt our guy had won.
So it went to three men who were boxing judges and they decided the man that looked more like a boxer won unanimously. The crowd was shocked. I went over to some of my friends in his camp and they admitted our guy had won and that leaving to the judges is a gamble no fighter wants.
I have said all this to say that many of some of the most detrimental decision in our nations are made by judges that have been long since removed from the real battle on the streets. They are upper crust and sheltered and have little clue what the individual needs. So we need to place those in public office that will create legislation that won't have to depend on the support of the courts. You might just be ready to get your hand raised, then you fall to your knees in disbelief that the loser is now the winner.
Sunday, June 3, 2012
Game of Thrones
We are in a cold war. Here in the US and around the world a silent war of power is being waged. Again, most of us, sleep walking through life have little awareness of the battle for control over a precious resource, us. Political factions, isms, false faiths all battle to have control over humanity. These entities have placed us square in the middle of this battle and care very little of collateral damage. As long as in the end there is only one power in complete control over all of us.
The present presidential campaign is a battle that will have an effect on a global scale and for generations to come. On the dark side, there are the Socialist factions currently in power who have made inroads into gaining control of many aspects of our lives. Banking, investments, healthcare, are now in control of the government sadly with the peoples quiet approval. In desperate times people panic and will follow anyone who will rescue them. The damage is done but America has a chance to remove the tumor that is threatening to spread.
Unfortunately, our alternative choice is not the optimal choice but it's a start. On the light side, capitalist have a businessman who at least has the idea of what it is to run a company, keep a budget, and make a business successful. The Mormon issue is one of concern for me because of what I know through my religious studies of Mormonism. There is little evidence that he proselytized by force in any of his endeavours so I will be vigilant.
There was really no one candidate on the right that completely won me over. If they could have been welded together it would have been the perfect candidate. The genius of Gingrich in Federalism history. The Libertarian principles of freedom from Paul. Santorum's fire and no nonsense Tea party ways. Romney's success in business and his presidential demeanor. Yet because of our two party system, we lose out on the best of all worlds. Romney will be a antiseptic to slow the left wing infection that threatens our nation. What we really need is the antibiotic that will kill the disease.
Worldwide there is a game of thrones being played that is real. From the middle eastern Arab spring, to the austerity programs being implemented in Europe. Numerous forces are tearing societies apart, for what? For faith? For freedom? I am more pessimistic and I think we all should be suspicious of these ultra dynamic changes that are being made globally. What are we being led to?
Friday, June 1, 2012
Realism and the order of things.
We need to take a look at how la cosa nostra applies to other parts of our lives other than politics. I think a lifestyle that is true to what is happening around us is healthier physically and intellectually. Coming to terms that your beginning to take back control of your life, will give you confidence and courage. So what parts of our lives will Realism effect? I would like to deal with these main areas. Economic, environmental, spiritual, familial, individual. If you all feel there is one we need to cover please feel free to add your comments here or to Twitter @ricantotheright.
Since Realism is an individual based movement, the individual will have to learn and adapt to being as self sufficient as possible. By self sufficient I mean having his mind freed to create and innovate. The Realist owns his destiny, he finds a way to be the best he genetically can be. The person pursuing Realism works hard, is driven, knowing that only He can truly guarantee his food and fuel. The realist is prepared. We understand that the world around is us cyclical and there are feast and famines. The. "Real" individual can play chess but plant corn if need be to provide. Too many of us, I will direct this towards men, can't even change a tire or handle a weapon. What will we do if this recession becomes worse and we find ourselves in a modern Great Depression. You can't eat your IPhone. So go online and learn some basic survival techniques both for food and combat. Learn to be a warrior again.
Economically speaking, our work ethic being superior, we earn more and save more so a country that embraces Realism would want for very little and would have very few dependent on it's government for support. The Realist nation knows that there are needs that all citizens require to pursue our daily work. Roads, telecommunications, industry, these would all be open to the free market. The free market would create competition so the fittest companies would make our infrastructure. We would provide for our needs by utilizing a democratic vote on budgets. The small government we create would make a budget, ask for bids then tell the population how much those project will cost. No more brother in lawing, no more affirmative action, no more cost over runs. We run our countries like businesses. More tomorrow.
Back to reality
Alright I can't be serious 100% of the time. Throw a curve ball of weirdness at you all to keep you on your toes. We have all felt disconnected and unique because we think differently, act differently. Life is never easy for anyone trying to break from the mold of what society says we are or must do.
In our current nanny state men and women are giving up their freewill. Isn't it easy? It sends you back to childhood. Someone directed you and guiding you at every turn so that you don't get a boo boo. Any risk, any exploration was carefully overseen to prevent us from pushing our limitation. So limitations then are a remnant of our youth. Since most of us reading my writings are adults, isn't it time to just plain grow up.
So as awakened grownups now we now have a really scary burden, responsibility. We are now responsible to make others aware of the truth in Realism. That Realism unleashes us to whatever our full potential is. No one ascribing to our philosophy will hinder another's pursuit of his or her own happiness.