Climate Change is Unsubstantuated Science

The secular progressives or as some say, the left have again aired their diminished capacity, which should prohibit them from leading anything, specifically a nation.  Is not the central line of reasoning supporting "climate change" that of scientific “consensus"? First, where is the consensus? It appears that politics have overshadowed science. Reality: there is no consensus.

Second, there have been numerous cases in the not too distant past where an empirical conclusion among scientists was touted as bank-on-it truth, but which later, after further examination, proved to be dead wrong. As with climate change, politicians and editorialists told us we had to accept the conclusions, related costs and possibly even diminished lifestyles to save the planet. After all, these were scientists and were thought by many to be as “close to God as secularists get.” In the 70’s were we not told that there was a scientific consensus that the world faced a new Ice Age because of Global Cooling?

In the early 80’s was there not "scientific consensus" that acid rain caused by electricity generating plants fueled by coal and emitting sulfur dioxide was destroying vast acres of forests and lakes in the eastern U.S.  Ten years and millions of tax dollars later, an assessment program study essentially concluded; acid rain was not damaging forests, did not hurt crops, and caused no measurable health problems.

Is climate change like believing in magic? Looking back over the last fifty years or so, the reliability of climate science is somewhat mystical. Judging by real statistics, biased opinions, fifty years of failed scientist consensus predictions and looking at those who stand to gain immense wealth from perpetrating this mystical doctrine, I conclude, it might just as well be magic or cabalism. Climate change is no more than a money maker for a few who desire to subjugate a population with unsubstantiated science.  

Tribute to D-Day Veterans

There are some days when commemorative blog posts come easy, when it just cascades. Then there are other days when there are so many ideas, so many things you want to say, hovering around your mind that the task of unifying them appears unachievable. It’s Tuesday evening, June 6^th, 2017; The anniversary of what many consider to be the most important day in post 18^th century history, I have but thoughts, not ideas on what to script.

The significance of giving voice on recent news worthy issues have the appearance of being diminutive today. The president’s proposed ban on immigration from select Muslim countries, record market gains, accusations of collusion by DC’s power elites, terrorist attacks in Europe, all which pales in comparison to what those 150,000 uniformed military personnel readily confronted 73 years ago.

Why am I telling you this? In view of the fact, I am long on thoughts but short on words. I desire to write about D-Day, but nothing would ever do justice to those amazing men and what they accomplished. What do you say about those soldiers, sailors and airman who ensured my and your ability to say it?

Facts: “D-Day was June 6, 1944. Over 150,000 troops from America, Britain, Canada, free France, Poland, and other nations landed along a 50-mile stretch of the Normandy coast of France. It was the largest amphibious invasion force in world history. On that day, the sea along the heavily fortified beaches of Omaha, Utah, Gold, Juno, Sword and Pointe du Hoc ran red with the blood of almost 9,000 killed or wounded. It was a major turning point in World War II.”

Again, I ask you, the reader, how do you thank soldiers for going through hell so those who come after them will not have to follow in their footpaths? “Thank you” is the best I can come up with. First, I thank my father who, in his own words, “miraculously survived” the first assault wave on Omaha Beach. Second, I thank all D-Day Veterans for that "great and noble undertaking."    

How Many More Die Before "Enough is Enough"

The resounding bang, the cinematic images, and the reverberations have become all too familiar. A boom, a burst of bright light– a detonation – horrorstruck screams of the expiring, injured and maimed. Last night, London, last week Manchester, tomorrow a city, town, or community near you.

In London, people were simply carrying on evening activities. In Manchester, what was intended to be an evening of melody and prolonged applause ended in slaughter of the guiltless. I do believe President Trump sums it up best "Horrific, horrific injuries. Terrible…Dozens of innocent people…savagely murdered in this heinous attack upon humanity." Fact: Innocent people were massacred by Islamic radicals - killed in the name of the religion of peace. 

In response – there have been candlelight vigils and calls for peace and understanding – but the Muslim jihadists do not want peace. They want death. The Islamic radicals will not stop until they have killed every last one of us - Christians, Jews, Gay, Straight, liberals, conservatives, feminists …You get my drift! Is it not time to wipe out this evil from the realm of the living? The time has come for nations around the world to stop appeasing the Islamists. Again, quoting Trump: “We must drive out the terrorists and extremists from our midst, obliterate this evil ideology, and protect and defend our citizens and people of the world," "All civilized nations must be united in this effort."

What our European Brethren have yet to do, we as Americas must do in order to make sure whatever is necessary to prevent American blood from being shed on American soil is executed. Yet, there are still apologists for the radical Islamists - from mayors of large cities to entertainment celebrities, to the halls of Congress. They seem to think we can win over the hearts and minds of the jihadists with flowers, hugs and boxes of candy. That sort of philosophy is not only foolish but perilous. How many more times must we have to listen to MSM commentators and anchors moralizing or sanctimoniously lecturing us about hastening to judgment? Let’s think about it! Was it Evangelical Protestants who fastened on backpacks filled with shrapnel and blew themselves up? Is it the Catholics who are decapitating innocent individuals? I may have missed the flight, but I don’t think it was Coptic Christians who flew jetliners into the Twin Towers. So, spare us the nondiscriminatory unbiased PC excrement. 

How many more innocent people must die at the hands of radical Muslims - butchered in the name of the religion of peace? How many more citizens of the world must be forfeited to satisfy the inhumanity of these pitiless barbarians? How many more times, America? How many more times Europe, How many more times World? How many more die before enough, is enough?

Memorial Day Message 2017

Do you remember the times when you would see someone crossing a store parking lot, wearing one of those small, red poppies traditionally distributed by war veterans and sometimes assisted by local JROTC cadets for Memorial Day? It was a common sight during my youth and later adolescent life, but over the years, the poppies seemed to disappear as we Americans grew more nonchalant about combat deaths.

Memorial Day is the day we think of and honor the men and women who fought in conflicts for our and other’s freedom. They were people who wore the uniform of our nation and who were killed in the effort to rid the world of the ills of tyranny, authoritarian governments, and Islamic extremism.

To remember and honor the dead is an exquisite thought and a noble goal, but the question I present to the reader is: Do we really care? Has not America become blasé about almost everything? Do not too many people take our privileges and liberties for granted and appear more willing to negotiate them away? How do we explain to our war dead that we have taken their sacrifice for granted?

When we have politicians, who are all too eager to put themselves and their party first and thereby undermine the welfare of the people and the Constitution, we have betrayed the trust of our war dead. When we allow America to be invaded across our permeable borders, are we not betraying the trust of our war dead?  When we allow politicians to cover-up the truth about an attack on the mission in Benghazi are we not betraying the war dead? When politicians allow law enforcement and municipalities to ignore federal immigration law, are we not betraying the trust of our war dead?

It is this blogger’s opinion; many in America, to include politicians and institutions have broken faith with our war dead. We have, for the most part forgotten them, and they are not resting in peace. Their deaths should haunt us forever.

Dare I cease this diatribe on conscience? I could go on but choose to close with these hollowed words:

“Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place…We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields...”

Undesirable Frame of Reference; Empathy and Islamic Extremism

It has been suggested by some liberals that Americans should display compassion towards ISIS and other Islamic extremist groups. Compassion and ISIS are two words most people do not combine in a single sentence. ISIS formed due to a power vacuum left in the Middle East, thanks in part to a massive failure of the Obama Administration. Has my memory failed me or is ISIS (ISL, Levant, Islamic State) or Al Qaeda, or Boko Haram… not really interested in peace. Have these and other radical terrorist organizations continually demonstrated they are not groups of peace. Do you really expect these miscreants to sit around a campfire and sing kumbaya?

There are a few terrorist cells around the world who have a potential goal where peace could be achieved, but Islamic extremists are all about murdering everyone in its swath until the entire globe is under its thumb. ISIS and its counterparts do not give nor show compassion to anyone they encounter, even fellow Muslims who do not follow Sharia law.

Do they not capture and transform both women and children into sex slaves in order to raise money for its cause, while pitilessly slaughtering men in some of the most shocking methods used since the days of Ivan the Terrible. Despite all of this, there are still some left-wing idealists and nut cases who want compassion for ISIS. In this Retired Army Officer’s opinion, compassion is the last thing these reprobates deserve. They deserve extermination like the cockroaches they most resemble.

The Why and Who of The War

Is defiance and hostility displayed by antagonists toward law enforcement the new norm? By all appearances, it appears to be the new norm. If so, why the norm and is there a who that instigated/inspired it?

Some authorities say the increase in the attacks can be traced to 1) The Michal Brown Shooting (justified as it was) in Ferguson, Missouri. 2) An inflammatory speech given by Nation of Islam leader Louis Farrakhan during the summer of 2015. Farrakhan incited a well-attended venue at a church in Miami and a national following of adherents with words of provocation;

“Death is sweeter than to continue to live and bury our children, while white folks give the killer hamburgers...  than watching us slaughter each other, to the joy of a 400-year-old enemy...The Quran teaches persecution is worse than slaughter. ..Retaliation is prescribed in matters of the slain...Retaliation is a prescription from God, to calm the breast of those whose children have been slain...if the federal government will not intercede in our affairs, then we must rise up and kill those who kill us...Stalk them and kill them and let them feel the pain of death that we are feeling.”

3) The anti-police sentiment may have been inadvertently fueled by the Obama administration and its Eric Holder/Loretta Lynch-led Justice Department, as well as radical movements within the U.S. such as Black Lives Matter.

In summation, bushwhacking-style attacks on Uniformed Law Enforcement Officers will likely continue. From what we see in the media, and hear from authoritative sources the disturbing cycle of attacks has not relented. Instead of condemning the violence unconditionally, too many on the left gloss over the ugly truth for reasons of Political Correctness. It is as if the forces of evil have declared war on Peace Officers, and their lives no longer matter. I am here to tell you “Blue Lives Matter” more than any adversarial sociopathic malcontent's life.

The Always Mother and The Memories of Mother

Have you ever pondered why we return to our mother during the course of our life? As small children, did we not hide behind her skirt when fearful or when we found ourselves in the presence of unfamiliar persons? Did we not run to her and cry when we fell-down? And every time this happened, was she not there to give comfort, to bandage our scraps or soothe our hurt feelings? Even as we mature in life we find ourselves constantly returning to the feeling of security and warm and unconditional love that only a person born of her own flesh can offer. Amidst the persistently worrying doubts we suffer in our early adult lives, not knowing for sure whether we are ready to encounter a world in which there are seldom easy answers; amongst the intricacies of associations, education, employment, and everyday life, we keep returning to the genuine article; the consolation of our mother.

Our fathers teach us the virtues of toil and diligence. Mothers, who are equally hard working, teach us the prominence of cultivating our corporeal and spiritual bodies. If we are Christians, we more than likely inherited our faith from her.

For those blessed with a good mother, is it not right and proper that we honor her without whom we would not enjoy the blessing of life? Now I ask; are mothers not so much more than that? Are not the memories of our mother in part, one’s greatest inheritance?

For those whose mother still lives, enjoy her while she is with you. Expect to mourn and grieve as most of us do when mother passes. Hopefully, life has prepared you for that moment. Remember, while she is no longer with us in the flesh, the gift of her spirit is lifelong. While the noble mom was here on earth, though sometimes weary, she never wavered, until God said her work was done. The good and righteous mom will one day, if not already, be granted the wings of a dove; Imagine her lovingly as she takes flight to Heaven’s gate to await her progenies arrival. What a day of rejoicing that will be!