Monday, July 30, 2012

Thicker and Darker

I had to build a new PC as the motherboard in my old one died. Of course, it was a used motherboard when I got it, and it lasted about 6 years, so I'm not complaining too loud. Especially since I had left the case open and one of the cats decided to pee on the motherboard a couple of years back. Yeah, cleaning cat urine out of a PC isn't fun. It freaked my neighbor out because I stripped the drives and power supply out and took the rest outside and used a hose to flush it out.

He couldn't believe I was hosing out a computer. Afterwards, I disassembled the remainder, took the motherboard and other cards and put them in a plastic bucket one at a time and rinsed them out with denatured alcohol. Dried the case out with a rag, and put all the pieces in the sun to completely dry.

Reassembled, and turned it on.

Don't laugh, many electronic devices get sent through something that looks like a dishwasher when they're cleaned. The water is de-ionized and has no dissolved solids, and thus is not a conductor.

If anything electronic gets wet, turn it off and remove the batteries or disconnect the power source. If you can disassemble it, take it apart and rinse it out with denatured alcohol. It's found at paint and hardware stores by the quart, gallon, or 5 gallon cans. Set it aside to dry. The kid's iPod took a bath, and it was saved this way.

The bonus is you can save the used alcohol (a little water won't hurt) for cooking fuel if you ever need to. Don't save it if it has cat urine in it though.

I looked around and found Intel D945GNT boards are available still, but I couldn't wait for a direct replacement.

So, new ASUS board and re-install all the software on a blank drive. Now I'm moving stuff from the old system drive over so I have everything I need at my finger tips.

There's a couple of things that I found that might be of use to you in my re-engineering of my system. One, if you're a fan of Coast To Coast AM and a Streamlink subscriber, apparently the old Coast To Coast AM Media Center is no longer available. I found people in various forums looking for a copy, so if you want it, it can be found here:

I don't like iTunes, and this utility directly downloads the day's show as soon as it is available into a directory you choose. You'll need to have your user name and password handy when you install.

Two, I found that Firefox has an add-on that directly plugs a proxy server into your browser. It is easy to enable and disable as you need. There's two flavors, pay and free. I've found the free version quite adequate for what I do when I need some privacy and also a phony European IP address. There are sites that check your IP, and if you have an American IP, you're automatically blocked.

Check out: AnonymoX

When it comes to our Second Amendment, it seems that storm clouds are becoming ever thicker and darker on the horizon.One of the conservative justices sitting on the Supreme Court came out and said that guns may be regulated. Justice Scalia has been roundly attacked for even suggesting such a thing, but I'm going to push your thinking in another direction.

Justice Scalia is probably not in favor of what he has "suggested". I think he's poking the more conservative and libertarian minded individuals and trying to get them to awaken to what a very real threat is still posed to the Constitution and every American's rights and liberties. 

We also have to realize we're the kind of people that will get in a knock down, drag out fist fight in a street. After the fight, we'd offer the other guy a hand up and go have a drink with him. Our attitude towards our enemies throughout history shows this. Germany, Japan, even Iraq and Afghanistan.

I think he's saying, "You think you beat the UN Small Arms Treaty. You think with all the gun sales and people getting wise to the government that all this nonsense is going away and the anti-gun forces will admit that they're wrong. You think tomorrow is going to be a better day. I know you're wrong."

The other side in this fight are like termites. They never rest. They're eating out the substance of our nation and leaving a shell. A shell that will collapse once enough of the structure is gone.

He may be laying out for everyone to see the potential road map that the forces who would disarm us are planning to take. It would be imprudent for him to take what could be seen as an overtly political stance as evidenced in this interview with Fox.

From the Government Executive website: "Scalia, a septuagenarian, said he had given no thought to retiring. "My wife doesn't want me hanging around the house," he joked. But he did say he would try to time his retirement from the court so that a justice of similar conservative sentiments would take his place, presumably as the appointee of a Republican president. "Of course I would not like to be replaced by somebody who sets out immediately to undo" what he has spent decades trying to achieve, the justice said."

He is wise enough to understand that people don't live forever, and it sounds like he plans on staying on the court until someone similar to him can be appointed, but given the previous acts (Vince Foster, Ron Brown, etc) of the forces arrayed against free Americans, it might be a good idea to keep watching closely.

Already the anti-gun crowd is trying to seize even the smallest of crumbs in order to build their loaf of bread. Three Simple Steps are being pushed towards Obama and his crowd.

Speaking of the acts of the forces of evil, did you see this?

Read more here

Second Gas Mask found at the scene of Colorado Theater Shooting

This fight over small arms isn't over. The UN is just changing the name. The important bits will get buried in other treaties, and the Fools on The Hill will pass them and congratulate themselves they've put another nail into the coffin of the drug trade or human trafficking. Just wait, there will be something in there about magazines or parts. Another will have something about transfers. Bits and pieces. Little chunks. A termite sized bite.

Keeping computers and the internet safe means no high capacity magazines.

You know the drill.

Thursday, July 26, 2012

Kidnap Your Friend

I was thinking of some of the stupid things we used to do in high school today, and laughing about them. The thirty year reunion is this fall, and one of the few people I've remained in contact with asked if I planned on going.

I need to write her a letter. She still writes letters. She doesn't like e-mail.

I've thought about it, but in reality I don't know if I belong there. In the few years between my junior year in high school and the end of college in 1985, kids I had grown up with got married, and quite a few of them died.One was a suicide with a shotgun after his chance at playing pro football evaporated. Some of the kids I knew wound up in the justice system. Eric, the son of a California Highway Patrol officer, is serving life without the possibility of parole in San Quentin for a murder that happened when a drug deal went bad.

Back in the early 90's I had returned to my hometown for a wedding rehearsal. I stopped at the Texaco station next to the Denny's and McDonald's restaurants, fixtures on the main drag since I could remember. Working the register was a guy who was one of our high school's star athletes.

"Hey, man. I haven't seen you around in a long time. What are you doing these days?"

"Yeah", I said. "College and all. I'm an engineer for an electronics company. I'm just in town for a wedding. How about you? What are you doing?"

He kind of looked around and gestured expansively with his arms at the dingy, pale gray office and just said, "This."

Yeah, "this". Girls, parties, being part of the BP, "beautiful people", clique to being a gas station attendant.

Bruce Springsteen's "Glory Days" is echoing in my head right now.

I never had much in common with most of my classmates. I suspect that is probably even more true today.

But that doesn't change some of the things we did.

One was called KAOS. Killing As Organized Sport.

Everyone who wanted to play signed up. Most of the time you only knew another player if one of your friends signed up. You had absolutely no idea who in the entire student body was playing. Even some of the teachers played.

The person who handled the signups would throw everyone's sign up slip into a bucket. And a name would be drawn. The first name was the first target. The second name drawn would get a contract to rub out the first name drawn. The third name drawn would get a contract on the second, and on it went until the last name was drawn. The first name would be assigned the last name drawn as a target.

The person running the game would hand out the targets as they saw you around campus, or slip them into your locker. On the paper would be the date the game began.

As people were knocked off, the successful assassin would be assigned the target of the person whom they had knocked off. Each time you knocked someone off, they had to surrender their contract and you'd take it to whomever was running the game. They'd take the dead player off the roll and record your new target.

The object was to be the last one alive.

You could knife your target using a rubber or cardboard knife. You could shoot your target using a Star Trek Disc Gun, a rubber band gun, or these spring loaded pistols that fired rubber pellets. I can't remember what they were called, but they were around long before Airsoft guns. It had to fire a projectile, and you had to hit your target.

You could also bomb your target using an (had to be realistic looking) improvised explosive. Big Ben alarm clocks, electrical tape, and road flares were a hot commodity when these games were on. Practice grenades were also popular.

The rules were simple. At least two witnesses to confirm you had eliminated your mark, and no more than three could be present. If your mark became aware of your intentions and shot or knifed you first, he or she took your contract to the game leader and the next person who brought in a successful contract completion would receive you as a target, and you would get whomever they had acquired from their previous mark. Yes, that meant you had two targets to deal with.

Can you imagine the absolute pandemonium in a high school today if someone revived this game? Someone opens their locker to find a ticking clock attached to road flares. LOL!

The game was brutal. It led to the end of some romances as girlfriends killed boyfriends and vice versa. Kids were detained by police because they got caught on people's roof tops at night attempting to drop "bombs" down chimneys. The wives and husbands of some of the teachers accepted delivered "flowers" only to find a bunch of road flares and that ticking clock. Needless to say, some people just could not see the humor in it all.

One of the oddest games was called "Kidnap".

Sometimes you just got grabbed off the street, but most often someone would call the parents of the target ahead of time and inform them of the plan and make sure it was okay. Or they would just inform the parents when they arrived at the door. Some didn't like it and didn't go along. Many others laughed and joined in.

They'd call the kid down and tell them that one of their friends was waiting on the front porch. The kid would step outside to be greeted by four or five kids wearing pillow cases with eye holes cut into them. A burlap sack was dropped over the victim's head and they'd get rolled up in an old rug and put into the back of a van, pickup or station wagon.

This wasn't a consensual game. If you were good, the victim had no idea who had bagged them or where they were being taken. They would fight like hell.

I know. I fought like hell. I still don't know who bagged me. I know at least one was female. She screamed when I elbowed her breast.

The rules were simple. If you were the kidnappers, you couldn't permanently bind a person or put them in a situation where they could be injured or killed. No weapons or threats could be used. You couldn't target someone who was injured (wearing a cast, etc) or handicapped. You couldn't drop them in a location more than 10 miles (as the crow flies) from the point where you abducted them. There had to be at least one hour of daylight left, and it could not be inclement weather. You had to leave them with five dollars in quarters for payphones, etc. and a canteen of water. After dumping the victim, you had to inform someone at their home where they could be found.

They dropped me out of the pickup, and by the time I unrolled myself out of the carpet, they were gone. Around me was a valley with a few cattle. Through the rapidly gathering gloom of night, I made my way to the top of the taller of the two hills and took a look around. Enough landmarks were recognizable to pick a route home. I walked home and didn't get home until about 11:00 PM. They had bagged me at about 7:00 PM. I was pissed. A total waste of a Friday night, but I got $5.00 and a nice canteen out of the deal.

I mention this because it occurred to me that if you're a member of a group, this might be a great way to teach people self defense and dead reckoning skills. Just make sure everyone knows what's going on before you do it. Might be a good idea to make it consensual as well.

Things aren't what they used to be thirty years ago.

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Revolt Every Day

In response to yesterday's post, one Curt S commented, "Seems to me it is high time for not just the service person being old he is not welcome....but for all the rest of us who are citizens of the U.S. to tell those foreigners to get the hell out of this country. High time for us to get rid of this "politically correct" bullshit also."

In turn, I responded to Curt, " I'm all for people coming here and becoming an American, legally. If they come here and can't seem to do it legally, or leave the filth of their homeland behind, I'm with you.

They should go back home.

The only way the PC BS is going to end is by people like us staging a revolution every single day.

It's the small things like not shopping at stores, especially at convenience stores and liquor stores, that fly flags other than Old Glory.

Or tolerating rude and uncivil behavior. I can't tell you how many places I've walked into and the fool behind the counter is jabbering on the phone in some foreign language, doesn't have the courtesy to greet me, get off the phone, or even ask the person on the other end to hold. He just rings me up and shoves his hand out to me. I just walk out.

If they take whatever I'm going to purchase and they move it to where I know I'm going to have reach across the counter to retrieve it at the conclusion of the transaction, same thing, I walk out.

The thing is to be intolerant of their behavior. Don't just accept it. Stage a revolt every day

There are gas stations and shops owned, operated and staffed by immigrants that I no longer patronize, and people I just plain will not help. If we continue to funnel our money into these enterprises and individual's pockets, nothing will change. If we keep kowtowing and extending ourselves, they'll think that nothing is wrong. What's worse, they'll think they're right.

If you've ever shopped at Costco, you know they want to see your receipt when you leave. That's fine. It's a club store and you agree to the rules when you sign up. It's irksome, but you agreed. There's an electronics store here in California famous for its plethora of useless immigrant employees. It is a store open to the public, not a club store. One day this guy from somewhere over there around Pakistan, India, or Baluchistan for all I know demands to see my receipt as I'm leaving. I said "No" and kept on going. He chased me into the parking lot and was screaming at me.

He grabbed my arm.

Other employees had followed him. There were two guys who were obviously Loss Prevention who had come out into the lot and were about ten feet from me. I looked at the guy who had my arm and in a dead calm told him he was about to lose his hand.

I looked at the two guys from LP and said, "This man has assaulted me. If he persists, I will defend myself, and place him under citizens arrest. If either of you interfere, I will sue not only the store, but each of you individually." By now there's a crowd of people. "You have one chance to call off your pet monkey, and have him offer an apology." They look at me for a few seconds and one guy says, "Naresh, come here." Naresh is stuttering "But, but, but..." The guy who spoke motions with his head for Naresh to come once more. Naresh goes over and they talk briefly. Naresh turns and says, "I'm sorry. I was mistaken."

I don't shop there anymore.

There's a gas station I used to stop at every day and fuel my company truck. I'd buy at minimum 100 gallons of fuel from this independent guy every week. He knew what I did for a living. He told me his digital video recorder and CCTV cameras were not working and asked if I could look at them for him. I looked at the clock, and was about 30 minutes ahead of schedule and told him sure. Well, it took about almost two hours and a bunch of band-aids, but I got the aging system back up. It had a failing hard drive (bad sectors) that I used SpinRite to repair. A video dongle (similar to this) that had broken internal cabling which I splinted to temporarily repair, and a distinct odor of singed electronics that I couldn't definitively locate the source of.

I told the guy that the repairs were temporary, and I couldn't tell him how long it would last. I explained what was wrong and I think he understood me. He was from one of the countries in Southeast Asia. I gave him a card with the local sales guy's name and number and told him to call. I called the sales guy and gave him a heads up and said this guy just needed a mid range 16 channel DVR, and not to soak him for every penny.

Never gave it another thought. About a month later this guy tells me his DVR isn't working again. I asked him if he had called and talked to the sales guy. "No". A big sigh on my part, I wander back there and he tells me he turned it on and off and on and off but the picture never came back. Well, it's off when I get back there. I turn it on, and after it boots, there's video. I told him the system is breaking down and it needs to be replaced and there's a point where it won't be able to be repaired. He said he'd call the sales guy.

Two days later he says that his system is down again.The guy gets agitated when I tell him that the repairs were temporary and that it needs to be replaced. He is insistent that I fix it again. "You fix! You fix!" I go to the back room. Its powered up. Open up the case, and wow is it hot. Shut the thing down and check the fans. None seem to be bad. Took the fan off his desk and pointed it into the open case and turned the fan on full. Waited about 10 minutes and rebooted it. Picture is back and it is recording video. I told him, "Last time. Next time it fails, chances are it can't be fixed." I told him the thing is getting hot and a component or maybe more are failing when it gets hot. Leave the case open and the fan on and call the sales guy.

A few weeks later, there's a marked car and two unmarked cars in the lot. The old man that worked part time in the morning is there. No sign of the owner. "What happened?", I ask. "We got robbed. Two guys jumped XXXX when he got here this morning."

"Video?" He just shakes his head.

If the owner had paid for the time I spent working on his equipment, which he didn't, it would have covered the cost of a older model, factory refurbished, mid range DVR.

I left and have never been back.

I used to stop at this liquor store every afternoon. I don't anymore. The girl at the counter was always wearing La Raza T-shirts. Anybody who displays anything that is contrary to this nation and its traditions, loses my business period.

A woman approached me in a parking lot and started jabbering at me in Spanish. I looked at her and said "Wakarimasen". She looked at me and said, "What?" I was actually kind of taken aback that her response was in English.

"You don't speak Japanese?"

"No", she said.

"Then what makes you think I speak Spanish?"

She just stood there with a kind of stupefied look on her face. I don't know if she came to some kind of realization, or if she was just shocked that a gringo would speak to her that way. After all, I'm sure she considers this land her stolen mythical Aztlan.

Well, to be frank, I do speak some Spanish. I'm far from fluent and if someone comes up to me and tries to speak English, I'll work with them. If they just assume that I'm going to speak Spanish, they get "Wakarimasen" and sometimes a maniacal laugh as I walk away.

I understand it isn't always the fault of the immigrant. I'm aware that in their country and culture, their displayed behavior may be acceptable, or even be the norm, but here it isn't. The bleeding hearts and liberal do-gooders drop these people into a society for which they are often ill prepared and side with them when they run afoul of the standards of American society.  We're told we have to be understanding and tolerant.

I look around at what a cesspool this place has become. Was it me? No, pretty sure I've done everything they told me to do even when it went against what I thought is right. Was it you? Probably not. You probably did the same thing as I.

So where does the blame go? Maybe this broken system run by people with absolutely no common sense? Probably not the system. It wasn't broken until the stupid people started running things.

How do you get the stupid people out of power? Revolt. Everyday.

Take the time to find businesses that value you as a customer and treat you like a human being. I know it can be difficult. Stop listening to that old adage, "Time is money." That's the damn bankers talking. If you're not being worked like a rented mule, they ain't making money. Who cares if they don't make money. Slow down. Make things work for you, not them.

Don't stop at the first gas station off the highway run by somebody probably taking your cash and sending it overseas while putting their elderly parents (who probably never worked a day in this country) on public support systems that you pay for. Their prices are probably thirty cents a gallon higher than one further off the highway.

With smart phones and GPS, finding gas stations isn't like hunting for a needle in a haystack anymore. Who knows? You might actually find it is owned by a real American who will be really happy to see you, and not just your wallet.

If you go into a business, and you don't like it or the people there. Leave. It's your money. You have a right to spend it where you wish. They don't have a right to it, and IT IS OKAY TO DISCRIMINATE!

You heard me. That's coming from a half-breed, too.

How many of you will never buy or drive a Ford? Or a Chevy? Or a Toyota? Guess what? You're discriminating. It is okay. Don't listen to the damn liberals. Don't let them make you feel guilty because you discriminate. Feel good about yourself because you're free to choose and you're exercising that right.

That's revolutionary! The freedom to choose.



The July 4th Question: 236 Years After The First Revolution Is It Time For A Second?

July 4th Question, Part II: The Case Against Violent Revolt

July 4th Question, Part III: Americans Revolt Billions of Times a Day

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Another US Service Member Denied Service At Gas Station

Last month, in Bogalusa Lousiana, one Christopher Carnagie witnessed a US military member being told by the clerk at a truck stop that they "don't serve his kind" and being pointed to the door.

Links to the original story:

Social Media Causes A Stir

Bogalusa gas station at center of protest

Gates of Vienna: Big Trouble In Bogalusa (opinion, news story and video)

Apparently, the same thing has happened in Modesto, California not far from where I live.

According to a posting on Facebook:

If you're wondering what AMR is, I'm going to assume it is American Medical Response, a fixture here in this area of the Central Valley. Well, if I was with AMR, I'd be taking my time responding at any emergencies at this site involving the staff or owners. Thank God the company I work for is no longer partnered with Chevron, otherwise I'd have a hard time going to work on their equipment. As it is, I buy on average 100 gallons of fuel from Chevron each week. I guess I should say, "I used to". Good thing the company fuel card works at just about any fuel station, including those at Safeway (chain grocery store).

On Facebook, Mojo Roberts is stating that a protest is already under way.

The protest already has a Facebook page. And some fools have already jumped into the fray, so if you're up for some verbal sparring, there's some juicy targets.


Local news has picked up the story. FOX 40 KTXL Sacramento

Mr. President

Kim Dotcom (Schmitz), MegaUpload, has a catchy tune out slamming the established system.

Monday, July 23, 2012

The Difference Between Us And Them


An asinine analysis unworthy of a kindergarten debate team. Really? You Mr. Kim, with a straight face, are going to compare a city in a COMIC BOOK to the real world, and then even before you make the statement, you distance yourself from it? I have news for you, there is no such thing as "just and unjust violence". There is only violence. Violence is a last resort for any civilized person. A path taken only when one is forced upon it. Only the fool or the tyrant needs to justify violence. What an empty-headed and shallow commentary. If you're going to go there, why not compare the character Bane to the Occupy Wall Street movement, where the "liberators" become the oppressors? What's next? Can Superman beat up Spider-Man?


Someone who understand the issue.

Sunday, July 22, 2012

There's A Storm Coming

My daughter, her best friend, and I saw the Dark Trilogy beginning at 1800 hrs on Thursday. It ran until 0300 hrs on Friday. There's something to be said for watching a trilogy of movies back to back on the big screen. We didn't learn until later on Friday the tragedy that befell Aurora, Colorado. I had in mind to write about this incident shortly after it happened, but refrained. Something was wrong with the limited picture the media had begun to paint as well as the convenient timing of the attack.

ABC immediately jumped to linking the shooter to the Tea Party

ABC looked extremely foolish, and suffered a blow to their already below the waterline credibility when they were forced to admit they were (again) in error. Holmes has since allegedly been documented to be a member of the Occupy Movement by a private investigator named Bill Warner. It should be noted that Bill Warner is a confidential informant, also known as a snitch, (stated on his homepage) and a member of the FBI's Infragard, similar to the Nazi SiPo. Sometimes snitches tell the truth, sometimes they don't. It all depends on who is listening and what they want to hear. Whose agenda is being served?

Much of the media and the Left immediately painted Jared Loughner, the Times Square Bomber,and Joseph Stack following their attacks as members of the Tea Party without any evidence to show affiliation. When called on the lack of evidence, the media without hesitation shifted into correlating these individual's actions, thoughts, and behaviors with the Tea Party's political platform without really retracting their baseless accusations. Essentially, painting Tea Party members guilty by association. Even after Loughner, Faisal Shahzad (Times Square Bomber) and Stack were shown to be Democrats.

At the time, the Tea Party had started to galvanize a grass roots opposition to the established corporate governmental system. It, along with Ron Paul and other Patriot groups, proved to be a very real threat against the established order.

Since then, we've witnessed the Republican Party (one half of the established corporate government ) successfully co-opting the Tea Party. Unfortunately, we've also witnessed the retreat of Ron Paul in favor of the Used Car Salesman, Mitt Romney.

It would appear that any real chance of peaceful change of our government and its policies in 2012 have been thwarted.

Additional information regarding the shootings in Colorado have revealed the possibility of an accomplice according to the story running on CNN.

(note: if there isn't video above this line, blogger deleted it. I've had to re-insert this video six times)

Although Perez Hilton ( a paragon of media virtue ) is reporting that there is no second suspect. Stated in Hilton's article, according to an anonymous police spokesperson:

"There are multiple unconfirmed and inaccurate news reports about a second suspect. In regards to those reports: An associate of Holmes was interviewed this evening. There is no reason to believe that he is involved. Further details of this investigation will not be released at this time."

What? The cops only talked to one person who knew this whack job?

I find this eerily similar to the story of a  "sharp dressed man" who managed to load a bomb laden Sudanese man onto Northwest Airlines Flight 253 back in 2009. Initially, all reports of this "sharp dressed man" were dismissed by the authorities even though eyewitnesses, including an attorney Kurt Haskell, were adamant that this was factual. If you're unaware, a second suspect was detained following the evacuation of the plane. The United States' State Department and CIA were implicated during a House Hearing in the attempted bombing, but everything was basically whitewashed by a Senate Hearing and report.

One of Obama's pet projects, the United Nation's Law Of The Sea Treaty, died  a few days ago. The treaty would have essentially placed vast swaths of United States coastal areas under the control of the United Nations. Once under UN control, Americans would be on the hook for untold amounts of money that would have to have been paid to the UN to access our own territory and resources. International waters, which are governed by centuries old codes and laws, would have come under UN control essentially allowing them to control all trade traveling via the world's oceans. Moreover, other nations, not friendly to us, would have been able to dictate our own internal policies through litigation overseen by the UN.

Granting the United Nations an income stream is paramount to its becoming a true world power. At this point, the UN is a polyglot of corrupt individuals scamming each other and making off with what little they can loot from member countries. If they ever have the power to TAX, they will have an unlimited access to wealth, and with that income, they can - and will - raise a mercenary army the likes the world has never seen. That threat of force coupled with the ability to abrogate any country's laws and dictate any terms, would make them a de facto world government. One which no one, and I mean no one, not a single country, company, or individual, would have recourse to air grievances or make appeals to. And not a single champion in sight to take up the cause to slay the Beast and restore freedom.

The United Nations is the penultimate form of Evil, only outdone by Satan himself. Corruption and incompetence are synonymous with this bloated bureaucracy. Allowing it to gut our nation and its laws must be prevented by any means. If you thought allowing the fools on Wall Street to direct the course of this nation is bad, wait until the UN comes to town.

And the UN is coming. The last opportunity for the UN to gain control of the laws of The United States, and dictate terms to the American people in the near future is coming in a few days. On July 27th, the UN Small Arms Treaty comes up for a vote. Initially opposed by G.W. Bush, Obama and Hillary Clinton have overturned the stated position of opposition and are now working to see that this treaty is ratified and becomes law in the United States.

Although arguments run rampant on whether or not the treaty will impact the Second Amendment and private ownership of firearms in the United States, one knows from experience that once government has an inch, it will take the next ten miles. Pelosi, Obama, Feinstein, and myriad other elected an un-elected officials are on record that they are opposed to the private ownership of firearms. They will use the Supremacy Clause to replace American law. Once the door is open a crack, they will re-interpret this treaty to mean exactly what they want it to. Remember, one infamous President argued over the meaning of the word, "is". Also recall, politicians also like to pick and choose which laws they like to follow, and many are openly ignoring the "Dick Act"

Initially, it looked as though the treaty was doomed to failure, but according to at least one source a poll was taken in the wake of the Colorado shooting, and the Senate vote is now 2 votes shy of having the necessary numbers for ratification. 

We've seen Obama in action. The Fast And Furious Scandal leads directly to him. Its obvious goal was to undermine the Second Amendment Of The United States. Hundreds, if not possibly thousands, of innocent people in Mexico paid with their lives to enable the seizure of American's arms. People tasked with the protection of our borders died as well. Their families left with questions that will undoubtedly go unanswered for eternity.

Remember back in 2011, Obama's cryptic comment "We're working on Gun Control under the radar"? Read Chuck Norris' take on the subject. Does this mean Obama also has inside knowledge on a possible false flag? Months of work and thousands of dollars spent by an unemployed college student obtaining materials. Sounds like he had some help to me. On may 17th, the FBI warned of possible "terrorist" attacks on theaters. See a complete list of associated stories and docs over at Live Leak.

We have FEMA camps, the TSA on the roads interdicting free travel, foreign troops on our soil, the majority of American fighting forces deployed overseas, the militarization of local police forces, the seizure of infrastructure by executive order, US forces (including police) trained to seize privately held weapons, drones flying in American airspace. Restrictions on so many activities and products due to "terrorism", and not a single "terrorist" attack that can't be linked in some way to the US government, its activities, or the Left side of the political spectrum. That includes Ted Kaczynski.

That begs the question, why are "they" so desperate to take the guns out of our hands?

We are a threat. 

We are a threat because we are the embodiment of freedom. We don't yield. We don't bow down. We don't need them. We don't want them. We believe as we choose. We think as we will. We hear them, but do not listen to their pronouncements and declarations. We walk away when we are told to heel. We stay when we are told to go. We want to keep what we make or earn. We reserve the right to associate with those whom we choose. We know right from wrong, and we're tired of being told to "tolerate" wrong. 

We ask "why" and expect a truthful answer.

We've secured the freedom of ourselves, and the world, several times over. That threw their plans into disarray several times. This is the closest they've ever been to a world government. If they fail this time, they may never have another opportunity. Technology may make governments, as we know them today, obsolete.

That really chafes them. They don't like what they view as chattel acting the way we do. They don't like the fact that we want our country back. They don't like the fact that the chattel have teeth and are getting closer to rounding up the self appointed masters and introducing them to a good rope and a tree.

That's why they want our guns.