WASN'T ANYONE ELSE LISTENING ??? THIS IS ABSOLUTELY INCREDIBLE...............
The following is a narrative taken from Sunday Morning's
televised "Meet The Press'. The author is employed by none other than the Washington Post!!
From Sunday's 07 Sept. 2008 11:48:04 EST, Televised "Meet the Press" THE THEN Senator Obama was asked about his stance on the American Flag.
General Bill Ginn' USAF (ret.) asked Obama to explain WHY he doesn't follow protocol when the National Anthem is played.
The General also stated to Obama that according to the United States Code, Title 36, Chapter 10, Sec. 171...
During rendition of the national anthem, when the flag is displayed, all present (except those in uniform) are expected to stand at attention facing the flag with the right hand over the heart. Or, at the very least, "Stand and Face It".
Senator Obama replied:
"As I've said about the flag pin, I don't want to be perceived as taking sides". "There are a lot of people in the world to whom the American flag is a symbol of oppression."
"The anthem itself conveys a war-like message. You know, the bombs bursting in air and all that sort of thing."
ARE YOU READY FOR THIS???
Obama said: "The National Anthem should be 'swapped' for something less parochial and less bellicose. I like the song 'I'd Like To Teach the World To Sing'. If that were our anthem, then, I might salute it. In my opinion, we should consider reinventing our National Anthem as well as 'redesign' our Flag to better offer our enemies hope and love. It's my intention, if elected, to disarm America to the level of acceptance to our Middle East Brethren. If we, as a Nation of waring people, conduct ourselves as the nations of Islam where peace prevails - - - perhaps a state or period of mutual accord could exist between our governments ."
When I become President, I will seek a pact or
agreement to end hostilities between those who have been at war or in a state of enmity, and a freedom from disquieting oppressive thoughts. We as a Nation have placed upon the nations of Islam an unfair injustice which is WHY my Wife disrespects the Flag and she and I have attended several flag burning ceremonies in the past".
"Of course now, I have found myself about to become the President of the United States and I have put my hatred aside. I will use my power to bring CHANGE to this Nation, and offer the people a new path. My wife and I look forward to becoming our Country's First black Family. Indeed, CHANGE is about to overwhelm the United States of America "
WHAAAAAAAT the Hell is that!!!
Yes, you read it right.
I, for one, am speechless!!!
Dale Lindsborg,
Washington Post
America, I apologize. I apologize for not knowing about this article sooner. I would have shouted it from the rooftops of our society before the '08 election. Is there any doubt that this man is bent on tearing down America economically, spiritually, and physically so that it can be re-built in an Islamic fashion? He can do it. Two years is a long time to incorporate the seeds of destruction, but all is not lost. We, as Americans, still have the heart and soul of our Founding Fathers coursing through our veins. We can still stand against tyranny. We need to be prepared and act in defense of our constitution daily.
Copyright 2009. All rights reserved by Linda S. Scanlan
An update from Oklahoma :
Oklahoma law passed, 37 to 9, had a few liberals in the mix, an amendment to
place the Ten Commandments on the front entrance to the state capitol. The
feds in D.C., along with the ACLU, said it would be a mistake. Hey this is a
conservative state, based on Christian values...! HB 1330
Guess what.......... Oklahoma did it anyway.
Oklahoma recently passed a law in the state to incarcerate all illegal
immigrants, and ship them back to where they came from unless they want to
get a green card and become an American citizen. They all scattered.
advice of the Federal Government, and the ACLU, they said it would be a
mistake.
Guess what.......... Oklahoma did it anyway.
Recently we passed a law to include DNA samples from any and all illegals to
the Oklahoma database, for criminal investigative purposes. Pelosi said it
was unconstitutional. SB 1102
Guess what........Oklahoma did it anyway.
Several weeks ago, we passed a law, declaring Oklahoma as a Sovereign state, not under the Federal Government directives. Joining Texas , Montana and Utah as the only states to do so. More states are likely to follow:
Louisiana, Alabama, Georgia, the Carolina's, Tennessee, Kentucky, Missouri,
Arkansas, West Virginia, Mississippi, Florida. Save your confederate money,
it appears the South is about to rise up once again. HJR 1003
The federal Government has made bold steps to take away our guns. Oklahoma, a week ago, passed a law confirming people in this state have the right to bear arms and transport them in their vehicles. I'm sure that was a set
back for the criminals (and Obamaites). Liberals didn't like it--
Just this month, my state has voted and passed a law that ALL driver's license exams will be printed in English, and only English, and no other language. We have been called racist for doing this, but the fact is that ALL of our road signs are in English only. If you want to drive in Oklahoma, you must read and write English. Really simple.
By the way, Obama does not like any of this.
Copyright 2009. All rights reserved by Linda S. Scanlan
"I would rather a tattered, dirty American flag that has been defended by its people fly limply over our nation forever, than to ever see a newly raised flag of communism, that has been handed to an eagerly awaiting people, waving proudly, casting its shadow over this nation for a moment." Linda Scanlan
So many people refuse to see what is happening right before our eyes. Within my lifetime, years ago, this country would have been in open rebellion over the things that are going on in Washington. Within the last week Obama has given Interpol more authority on American soil than our own government has.The government is now taxing the guns Americans own. They must be registered and taxed. Every clip and every type of gun must be declared. What a sneaky way to find out how many Americans are armed.
Oklahoma has the right idea. Show The Government who really has control over their state. Take illegal immigration for instance, if you don't belong, then away you go....period! Check out their other firm standings in my "Yeah for Oklahoma" blog.
Is everyone waking up now?
Copyright 2009. All rights reserved by Linda S. Scanlan
Some people called me crazy before the elections because I warned America about this very thing. Who am I anyway? A young woman of 47that wasn't around during WW II? I don't have a college education. In fact I only know one person who lived through the concentration camps in Germany. This person, whom I call Dad Sluyter (not a biological father), is now gone from us. In fact many from that era are slipping away. The younger generation has no real clue about what happened.
I present to you Dr. Kaiser, a student of history, who does know what he is talking about. It sounds reminiscent of what was written a year ago.
Take the three minutes to read this.
Maybe he is wrong. What if he is right?
David Kaiser is a respected historian whose published works have covered a broad range of topics, from European Warfare to American League Baseball. Born in 1947, the son of a diplomat, Kaiser spent his childhood in three capital cities: Washington D.C., Albany, New York and Dakar, Senegal . He attended Harvard University, graduating there in 1969 with a B.A. in history. He then spent several years more at Harvard, gaining a PhD in history, which he obtained in 1976. He served in the Army Reserve from 1970 to 1976.
He is a professor in the Strategy and Policy Department of the United States Naval War College. He has previously taught at Carnegie Mellon, Williams College and Harvard University. Kaiser's latest book, The Road to Dallas, about the Kennedy assassination, was just published by Harvard University Press.
Dr. David Kaiser
History Unfolding
I am a student of history. Professionally, I have written 15 books on history that have been published in six languages, and I have studied history all my life. I have come to think there is something monumentally large afoot, and I do not believe it is simply a banking crisis, or a mortgage crisis, or a credit crisis. Yes these exist, but they are merely single facets on a very large gemstone that is only now coming into a sharper focus.
Something of historic proportions is happening. I can sense it because I know how it feels, smells, what it looks like, and how people react to it. Yes,
a perfect storm may be brewing, but there is something happening within our country that has been evolving for about ten to fifteen years. The
pace has dramatically quickened in the past two.
We demand and then codify into law the requirement that our banks make massive loans to people we know they can never pay back? Why?
We learned just days ago that the Federal Reserve, which has little or no real oversight by anyone, has "loaned" two trillion dollars (that is $2,000,000,000,000) over the past few months, but will not tell us to whom or why or disclose the terms. That is our money. Yours and mine. And that is three times the $700 billion we all argued about so strenuously just this past September. Who has this money? Why do they have it? Why are the terms unavailable to us? Who asked for it? Who authorized it? I thought this was a government of "we the people," who loaned our powers to our elected leaders. Apparently not.
We have spent two or more decades intentionally de-industrializing our economy. Why?
We have intentionally dumbed down our schools, ignored our history, and no longer teach our founding documents, why we are exceptional, and why we are worth preserving. Students by and large cannot write, think critically, read, or articulate. Parents are not revolting, teachers are not picketing, school boards continue to back mediocrity. Why?
We have now established the precedent of protesting every close election (violently in California over a proposition that is so controversial that it simply wants marriage to remain defined as between one man and one woman. Did you ever think such a thing possible just a decade ago?) We have corrupted our sacred political process by allowing unelected judges to write laws that radically change our way of life, and then mainstream Marxist groups like ACORN and others to turn our voting system into a banana republic. To what purpose?
Now our mortgage industry is collapsing, housing prices are in free fall, major industries are failing, our banking system is on the verge of collapse, social security is nearly bankrupt, as is Medicare and our entire government. Our education system is worse than a joke (I teach college and I know precisely what I am talking about) - the list is staggering in its length, breadth, and depth. It is potentially 1929 x ten...And we are at war with an enemy we cannot even name for fear of offending people of the same religion, who, in turn, cannot wait to slit the throats of your children if they have the opportunity to do so.
And finally, we have elected a man that no one really knows anything about, who has never run so much as a Dairy Queen, let alone a town as big as Wasilla , Alaska ... All of his associations and alliances are with real radicals in their chosen fields of employment, and everything we learn about him, drip by drip, is unsettling if not downright scary (Surely you have heard him speak about his idea to create and fund a mandatory civilian defense force stronger than our military for use inside our borders? No? Oh, of course. The media would never play that for you over and over and then demand he answer it.
Mr. Obama's winning platform can be boiled down to one word:Change. Why?
I have never been so afraid for my country and for my children as I am now.
This man campaigned on bringing people together, something he has never, ever done in his professional life. In my assessment, Obama will divide us along philosophical lines, push us apart, and then try to realign the pieces into a new and different power structure. Change is indeed coming. And when it comes, you will never see the same nation again.
And that is only the beginning..
As a serious student of history, I thought I would never come to experience what the ordinary, moral German must have felt in the mid-1930s In those times, the "savior" was a former smooth-talking rabble-rouser from the streets, about whom the average German knew next to nothing. What they should have known was that he was associated with groups that shouted, shoved, and pushed around people with whom they disagreed; he edged his way onto the political stage through great oratory. Conservative "losers" read it right now.
And there were the promises. Economic times were tough, people were losing jobs, and he was a great speaker. And he smiled and frowned and waved a lot. And people, even newspapers, were afraid to speak out for fear that his "brown shirts" would bully and beat them into submission. Which they did - regularly. And then, he was duly elected to office, while a full-throttled economic crisis bloomed at hand - the Great Depression. Slowly, but surely, he seized the controls of government power, person by person, department by department, bureaucracy by bureaucracy. The children of German citizens were, at first, encouraged to join a Youth Movement in his name where they were taught exactly what to think. Later, they were required to do so. No Jews of course,
How did he get people on his side? He did it by promising jobs to the jobless, money to the money-less, and rewards for the military-industrial complex. He did it by indoctrinating the children, advocating gun control, health care for all, better wages, better jobs, and promising to re-instill pride once again in the country, across Europe, and across the world. He did it with a compliant media - did you know that? And he did this all in the name of justice and .... . .. change. And the people surely got what they voted for.
If you think I am exaggerating, look it up. It's all there in the history books.
So read your history books. Many people of conscience objected in 1933 and were shouted down, called names, laughed at, and ridiculed. When Winston Churchill pointed out the obvious in the late 1930s while seated in the House of Lords in England (he was not yet Prime Minister), he was booed into his seat and called a crazy troublemaker. He was right, though. And the world came to regret that he was not listened to.
Do not forget that Germany was the most educated, the most cultured country in Europe. It was full of music, art, museums, hospitals, laboratories, and universities. And yet, in less than six years (a shorter time span than just two terms of the U. S. presidency) it was rounding up its own citizens, killing others, abrogating its laws, turning children against parents, and neighbors against neighbors.. All with the best of intentions, of course. The road to Hell is paved with them.
As a practical thinker, one not overly prone to emotional decisions, I have a choice: I can either believe what the objective pieces of evidence tell me (even if they make me cringe with disgust); I can believe what history is shouting to me from across the chasm of seven decades; or I can hope I am wrong by closing my eyes, having another latte, and ignoring what is transpiring around me.
I choose to believe the evidence. No doubt some people will scoff at me, others laugh, or think I am foolish, naive, or both. To some degree, perhaps I am. But I have never been afraid to look people in the eye and tell them exactly what I believe-and why I believe it.
I pray I am wrong. I do not think I am. Perhaps the only hope is our vote in the next elections.
David Kaiser
Jamestown , Rhode Island
United States
Famous Family Night Reviewed on LDS Women's Book Review
I was thrilled to read Sheila's review of Famous Family Nights over on LDS Women's Book Review yesterday.
Sheila sent me an email interview earlier in the week and I nearly missed responding because we have a house move in process. I didn't know a blog post was this imminent, so it was a lovely surprise on a cold, wet, way-too-busy day. Thank you, Sheila, and the staff at LDS Women's Book Review. You all do a great job letting readers know about current LDS books.
Below is a snippet from Sheila's post. To read the whole thing, together with the interview, please visit LDS Women's Book Review.
I have to say, one of my favorite sections was written by one of my favorite author friends, Josi Kilpack, called "Healthy Bodies, Healthy Spirits". It made me crack up! Josi has the best sense of humor and it shows in her contribution to this book! :) Then I really appreciated the section by, Shannon Hoffman. She also is a single parent like me. It was good to see how to have FHE's when you are having to fly solo and keeping things running in your family. I also really loved Eric Dodge, a country music singer, and his chapter called, "Nothing as Valuable as Family". I have to admit here, I could go through this whole book and tell you what I liked about each chapter. I found something worthwhile to be used with my own little family, from every contributor.LATEST NEWS - Famous Family Nights is #1 in Deseret Book's online Family Home Evening category at Deseretbook.com!
I highly recommend this book to every family out there! It doesn't matter what kind of family you are, there is something for you in this great book that Anne Bradshaw compiled. With Christmas heading our way quickly, this book would be a fabulous gift for family members.
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
GIVE-AWAY - Linda Keilbart Scanlan Giving Away Forged in the Refiner's Fire
This week, author, poet, and Navy war veteran Linda Keilbart Scanlan (another contributor to Famous Family Nights), is giving away a copy of a book to which she contributed called Forged in the Refiner's Fire by Candace E. Salima and Elizabeth A. Cheever.
Author Heather B. Moore in her review of Forged in the Refiner’s Fire says: “I immediately found myself caught up in the stories of the trials and tribulations that others have gone through (some are well-known LDS names such as entertainer Merrill Osmond, author Tristi Pinkston, etc.). These are stories from the heart—stories that have changed lives. From an unwanted painful divorce, to a debilitating injury, to a childless couple—many walks of life are examined. Do these stories have good endings? Not necessarily—because they are true stories—about the ebb and flow of living a good life in spite of difficult challenges. About finding and maintaining faith against the odds.”
Linda Scanlan has won numerous poetry awards, and was nominated by the International Society of Poets as the "New Poet of the Year for 2004". Her children's book ONE sells to an international market. Linda has written a new book that will be released early next year. Visit her blog at Focus On One.
GIVE-AWAY RULES:
Mention this week's give away on your blog (linked back to my blog), OR on Facebook (click on Anne Bradshaw and add me as your friend if not already), and then return and leave a comment here on my blog (with a link back to you).That's it!
The contest runs for a week, ending Wednesday, October 7th, and there will be a reminder at the top of my blog each day. The winner is chosen from the comments. The prize comes direct from Linda.
Posted by Anne Bradshaw at Wednesday, September 30, 2009 2 comments
Labels: Books, give-away, Linda Scanlon, Navy war veteran, ONE, poet, poetry
Copyright 2009. All rights reserved by Linda S. Scanlan
"The Great and Dreadful Trip to Disneyland
Memories of Grandpa always started in the morning and worked their way through the day. Coffee; just the word conjures up images of the jolly, old man I know as Grandpa. Coffee leads to images of breakfast. Not just any breakfast, but a full concourse of food. Proteins, carbohydrates, fruits and sugars were on the menu when he came to visit. Images of old cars, peacocks and auctions added to the uniqueness of this man. How then did I not cry when he died?
The end began with a trip to Disneyland. The anticipation of the trip mounted as each week went creeping by. This rare occasion of a family vacation was courtesy of my sister Jennifer. Her financial windfall paid for the trip. The timing of the trip was courtesy of my cousin Barney. He was getting married.
A two night stay in Las Vegas wasn’t necessarily the happiest moment of the trip. The heat was producing its own sweat. It lay heavy, smothering all foreigners.
The lights of Las Vegas were nice the first time I saw them, but it got old really fast. Eating out at restaurants is very high on my list of pet peeves. Las Vegas had buffets. The buffets were located inside the casinos. The casinos were brightly lit 24/7 with neon lights. Glitz is nice for the occasional festivity. How could someone live in glitz all the time?
The wedding itself was bearable, but only barely. The wedding was held in an upper room of a bar. The scenic over view was on an open patio. The misting fans were of little comfort.
The theme of the wedding/reception was the roaring twenties. The groom and groomsmen were dressed as mafia. The bride and her maids were flappers. The crowd was mixed with jean and T-shirt well wishers, along with the well dressed family members. The Word of Wisdom was hidden behind society’s alcoholic vices.
Add all of these ingredients, mix well and come out of Las Vegas with a troubled stomach and a headache. The escape from such a different environment was greeted with new books from Barnes and Noble. A smile was now firmly on my face as we left the City of Lights and headed towards Las Angeles.
Las Angeles was a different creature from either Rigby or Las Vegas. We stayed with a friend of the family named Kathy. Her one bedroom apartment somehow fit our party of four and her household of two. Cramped it may have been, but the comfort of a home was nice.
Her hospitality reminded me of my Grandpa as she offered eggs, toast, cereal, scones and fruit for breakfast. She gave the kids full control of the remote. Beds were made up on the floor at night and taken up in the morning. Homemade curtains and second hand furniture completed the comfortable atmosphere of her home.
Finally the day I had anticipated for months, dawned ever so casually in the California sky. Cloud cover made the weather perfect. The sea breeze made me forget all about the scorching Nevada desert we had left the day before.
Arriving at the magical land of amusement, which was once only a dream in the mind of its creator, we were pleasantly surprised. Disneyland offered a free three day pass to American vets. Mom qualified. The dependents of the vet received discounted three day passes. Jenn’s financial savings were over three hundred dollars.
I wanted the first stop to be in Adventure Land. The “Pirates of the Caribbean” ride called to me in the steady beating of my heart. My heart burned as if I were truly a descendant of Jack Sparrow.
Alas, it was not to be so. After all my sister was paying for this trip and her heart was as light as the blue birds that accompanied Cinderella, so Fantasy Land was our first stop.
Roller coasters and water rides filled our morning. Our minds were focused on the next area of excitement. The lines were of no consequence since Mom was our ticket to the head of the line for every ride. We had finally found a good use for her physical ailments!
The day past swiftly. We hesitated when buying souvenirs. We still had two more days of adventure to figure out what we wanted. Little did we know that night, our window of opportunity closed as we walked out of the park.
Our group made its way back to our home away from home, crashing instantly when we hit the beds. We dreamed of the joy and fun we had experienced that day; waiting for yet another to come.
Chinatown was the adventure for the new day. This was a new cultural experience for me. The closest I had ever gotten to China was at a restaurant. I saw in movies how the Chinese in Chinatown always said “one dollar” or “five dollar”; I thought that it was a bunch of bologna. Lo and behold Hollywood does not exaggerate everything; the Chinese there indeed speak in that manner.
We were walking down the street taking everything in when we decided that we would go into one store. As we meandered through the store we discovered a “back room”. To our disbelief the back room turned out to be a bazaar which covered the entire block. We walked in fascination as one stall after another appeared before us. It was like a maze. We almost got lost, but who can really get lost when we’re talking about a one block area? Clothes were bought at low prices. After much walking and shopping we decided it was time to head back home. It still boggles my mind when I think we spent half a day shopping and only covered one block. Grandpa would have had a blast there.
We dropped Kathy off at her place and headed for Jack’s cousin’s house. We planned on staying the night in a motel and leave the next day. Dinner was at their house. They had no kids at home so I just read my book.
When I reached the end of my book we got the call. It seemed like fate. Grandpa had passed away. I didn’t cry. Maybe somehow I knew it was going to happen. Maybe I just thought it was time.
There would not be another day at Disneyland. The excitement and anticipation now slipped quietly away; a natural reverence for a man who had brought so much amusement and joy into my life.
It’s been four months since Grandpa died. I still haven’t cried. I’m not sad. I don’t think my grandpa would want me to be sad. Even now, when I think of him, I smell the faintest scent of coffee, almost as if he’s right here with me. "
My father died from complications of diabetes which was contracted from exposure to Agent Orange during the Vietnam War. His last day on earth was spent fully serving others. Planting vegetables ina garden for his wife, driving the elderly to a doctors appointment (he was 72 when he died) and was in the process of checking on a sick member of his church when he had a massive heart attack and died.
His life wasn't always so pure and devoted, but his true conversion to Jesus Christ is an example for us all. When he learned a principle or concept about Christs doctrine he would implement into his own life. He shared his thoughts and reasoning with his children. He was in short a good man.
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