I have been trying to log in here since I got back from Nebraska with no luck. I have no idea why it didn't work or why all of a sudden it worked again, but if I disappear for another long chunk of time, at least you'll know why.
So Charlie and I loaded up and headed west again with my mother, across the plains to Nebraska to visit AWTM. I love this part of the country; it makes my heart sing. From Ohio to Nebraska, there isn't a piece of highway that isn't beautiful. AWTM is right: it's the sky. It's seeing sky and clouds and corn as far as your eyes can take you. It's seeing clearly where you've been and where you're going.
Sadly, western Iowa won the Plains Off this year, because it was the only stretch of the drive where we didn't have rain. My plains were dismal this week.
Sir Rowland was very cute too, and spent most of his time asking me about Rokenbok, which I know nothing about. He built an elevator while I was visiting, complete with shaft and pulley system. And while he had no intentions of proposing marriage, he seemed to warm to Charlie too.
The next day, AWTM and I tried to do the entire city in a day. We went to the International Quilt Study Center and Museum. We didn't realize that rotating exhibits means that only a fraction of the quilts are on show at any given time. There just wasn't much to see. So we moved on to the National Roller Skating Museum. AWTM wrote about it here.
We also decided to take one photo of ourselves everywhere and just run with what we got. No do-overs.
We could've used a couple do-overs.
Next was lunch at a down-home ma and pa restaurant. Taters and gravy and rolls and, at the end, pie. Er, wait, this is a Hillbilly Travelogue. I meant to say we ate pah. Peach cream pah, to be exact.
Then we headed to the Capitol. The only unicameral one in the 50 states, you know. And perhaps the only one built without incurring any debt. Good for them; I already want to move to Nebraska just for that reason. You will too, once you read this article:
Nebraska shuns all long-term financial commitments, not just for retirement benefits. The state has no debt. Its Constitution forbids it.
One thing Nebraska does have: A balanced $3.5 billion budget and a $563 million cash reserve.
That should be in the String Beans song.
The entrance to the Capitol is nothing to get excited about, so I wondered why exactly AWTM was making such a big deal of taking me there for a tour. I found out once we rode the elevator up to the main level.
It was the art.
So many types of art in so many styles. All of it depicting the plains and Nebraska. It was beautiful.
And this series reminded me of Objectivism. Can't you just see this one, depicting the 'labors of the mind' on the cover of an Ayn Rand book?
Beautiful. The Capitol was totally worth it.
AWTM wore me out and felt terrible about it. But it was a lot of fun, and I slept like a log when I got home.
Oh, and because this is a Hillbilly Travelogue, I have to end with random pictures of a dog.
Charlie didn't really know where to sit in AWTM's car...
And he did such a good job tolerating Pink Ninja's hugs and tugs the whole time. I grow more confident that he will be a good doggy to our little girl too.
Thank you, AWTM, for sharing your home and your state with me. I traveled 1300 miles in a car to get to you...and it was worth every backache and pain.
We were sooooo GLAD to have you, I hope it translated!
Stupid quilt museum, sorry. Maybe next time I ca convince you to come, we can watch the unicameral in session!
Maybe a new location for a gulch...?
We all loved having you here!
Posted by: awtm at August 29, 2009 10:55 AM (QGPps)
PN just said "I really wasn't tugging his ear..."
good luck with the little girl.
Posted by: awtm at August 29, 2009 10:56 AM (QGPps)
Thank you, Sarah, for sharing AWTM's home state with us!
"Maybe"? AWTM, I am now convinced the gulch has to be there!
Lucky you ... you won't have to move!
Posted by: Amritas at August 29, 2009 10:59 AM (h9KHg)
Oh I must had my favorite mural...http://images.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.supremecourt.ne.gov/photos/mural.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.supremecourt.ne.gov/state-library/architecture.shtml%3Fsub15&usg=__1clI21pUX0Rc3ESzpfiUYoVZ9UI=&h=323&w=400&sz=30&hl=en&start=2&sig2=mm9qf5Eo0C0Tv4TuUp4i9g&um=1&tbnid=PMh_6yVwwbSm5M:&tbnh=100&tbnw=124&prev=/images%3Fq%3Dmural%2Bby%2BElizibeth%2BDolan%26hl%3Den%26client%3Dfirefox-a%26channel%3Ds%26rls%3Dorg.mozilla:en-US
Posted by: awtm at August 29, 2009 11:03 AM (QGPps)
Posted by: awtm at August 29, 2009 11:04 AM (QGPps)
AWTM -- Tell PN she's right and that it wasn't really a tug. It was a caress
She did a great job with Charlie and will make a good dog owner of her own someday.
Posted by: Sarah at August 29, 2009 12:02 PM (0DENp)
Charlie and PN must be cousins they seem to have the same color hair. So pretty. I love the picture you label objectivism, I have a thing about squares, rectangles and other geometrical depictions. We are going to go on our own Hillbilly tour to Michigan via Louisiana next month. I'm not sure I will write about it though, competition from you and Rachel Lucas will stay my hand, or at least give me pause.
Posted by: Ruth H at August 29, 2009 02:08 PM (KLwh4)
shoot no debt! If I share that fun fact with my husband perhaps I could convince him to stay in the states rather then moving to australia. Although I'm guessing no kangaroos in nebraska?
Posted by: the mrs. at August 30, 2009 11:49 AM (NJQf+)
You should come all the waaaay west ... lol ... and see a small air force wife as well. hehe. Saw this link and thought of you and your rockin feedback. What's your thoughts? http://blurbomat.com/archives/2009/08/25/yes-we-can-reform-healthcare/
Posted by: Darla at August 25, 2009 06:51 PM (LP4DK)
Ooh can i ask you to send me your snail mail addy? I have presents
and can't wait to send them off.
Posted by: Darla at August 25, 2009 06:57 PM (LP4DK)
Do we get pics of those pigtails on Charlie? Glad you are having fun.
Posted by: Ruth H at August 26, 2009 10:59 AM (KLwh4)
Charlie Dog * is* sweet enough to put up with such humiliation!
Posted by: MaryIndiana at August 27, 2009 05:10 AM (wr3Q2)
I WISH I COULD THINK OF A GOOD JOKE USING "CHUCK" AND "POLE POSITION"
The other day the hotel phone rang. My husband answered and started chatting, and I figured it was his dad calling. After a while, I started to think it maybe wasn't his dad but I couldn't figure out who it could be.
Chuck had decided to do something nice for us while we were here in Vegas, something he would like to do if he were here. He wanted to get us races at Pole Position, the indoor go-kart raceway.
Totally unexpected and cool.
Also it was funny to hear my husband talking on the phone with Chuck like they've known each other for a while, when they've never actually met. Although my husband does call Chuck my "internet boyfriend," so I guess that makes them practically related.
So today we went to Pole Position. I assumed Chuck had gotten us one race, but no, he had sprung for two races and t-shirts for both of us as well! I felt bad about him doing so much for us, but it turned out to be a good thing to have two races.
The race consists of nine laps in a car that goes up to 45 mph. Your first lap is a practice lap to get you oriented, and then they kick the cars up to high gear and you're off. Only my car didn't respond. I was flooring my gas pedal and people were passing me on straightaways. I didn't get why 45 mph seemed so sluggish. Then all of a sudden on the fifth lap, my car leapt into gear! I jerked forward and nearly crashed into a wall. I realized my car had been goofed up.
Luckily I had a second race to redeem myself. I decided to consider the first race a practice shot to learn the curves and not feel so nervous, because I was in fact terrified that I would crash, or cause a crash, or hit someone, or overall make a fool of myself. So one slow race in the beginning was a blessing in disguise. And my second fast race was fun!
Chuck (and Mrs Z), thank you for treating us to a fun activity that we misers wouldn't have done on our own. We had a great time, and you really shouldn't have. We hope to make it up to you with dinner when you pass through town on your PCS journey.
And we're throwing a little change in the Valour-IT pot for good measure.
My daughter and one of my nieces and I are regular readers of Rachel Lucas. My niece married a Scotsman and lived in Scotland for about 5 years so she really know where Rachel is coming from in her blog since the move. My niece sent me a postcard when she first arrived and said "everything here is quaint." But, on point, we all know the meaning of the phrase and its use. I thought it when I looked at something (can't remember what though) just yesterday. I guess at my age areas of concern don't last too long. lol
Posted by: Ruth H at June 20, 2009 01:09 AM (KLwh4)
I got to talk on the phone with AWTM today, on the heels of a long phone call with her yesterday too. I for one am super happy that she's not working anymore, because it's much easier for us to reach each other.
Also, I'm glad she's not living the office life anymore...
I also had to call Guard Wife and break up her love getaway to ask a question. Her husband answered, so he and I chatted for a bit, which was fun. Which reminds me: At the last SpouseBUZZ Live, somebody turned to Chuck Z's wife and said, "I got the funniest email from your husband the other day." Only among bloggers would that be normal.
As I told Wife Unit the other day, while she was dropping her dog off at my parents' house where he will now live as my brother's new dog, "I love teh internets."
I asked Amritas to write a guest post about his weekend visit. He came through in spades, but trust me, we aren't nearly as cool as he makes us sound! In fact, I feel like a d-bag putting such gushing about me on the front page, so click after the jump to read about our most recent blogger meet-up... more...
No blogging today. Instead, I've been Facebook updating all day about my cleaning activities. I'm trying to get the house in order because there's a big Blog Meet-Up this weekend: Amritas is coming to visit us. I've known him now for nearly six years, but we've never met in person. It should be a hoot.
I had really let the house go, so a guest is good incentive to deep clean. I even scrubbed the top of the refrigerator...
Posted by: airforcewife at May 19, 2009 01:32 PM (NqbuI)
Uh, hate to break this to you, Sarah, but you just blogged. Bad girl! If there is one stray particle, just one, I will demand you pay my airfare back! And for a taxi, a sterile one. Who knows what neutrinos are in your car?
It's been my lifelong dream to eat atop a refrigerator. Make it happen or else.
Posted by: Amritas at May 19, 2009 01:58 PM (+nV09)
A top of the refrigerator tip. I am very short, down to 5' now, and it is not easy to see it let alone clean it. Long ago I realized I could cover it with plastic wrap and just change that for cleaning purposes. Yeah, so it isn't a save the planet plan but it works for me. It's quick and efficient and I know I got it all when I'm done. How often? about every three months.
Posted by: Ruth H at May 20, 2009 04:52 PM (4u82p)
The top of the fridge? I would also recommend not lifing up the microwave, dangerous times my friend. Dangerous.
My husband is definitely not a blogger. He reads Abu Muqawama, so I was excited that Andrew Exum was at the conference. After the final panel, I excitedly asked if he'd like to go talk to him. My husband shrugged and said, "Nah, it's no big deal."
Definitely not a blogger.
I asked my husband on the way home what he thought of the conference. He said it was interesting. I asked him what he thought of the content as a non-blogger, because I think that's an element that's rarely addressed in our discussion. Are milblogs relevant? Asking bloggers is going to elicit a different response than asking non-bloggers. We touched on this during last year's conference, when one non-blogger audience member suggested that maybe blogging was not the highest priority for the chain of command. That stuck with me; those who aren't completely sucked in to the world of blogging don't see the same level of importance as we do.
But it's hard for my husband to really have an opinion right now. Even if he had the desire to blog, the job that he has now is absolutely not bloggable. All of the interesting stuff he does is opsec, and the stuff that bloggers can write about, the non-opsec stuff, is less interesting to him. It doesn't float his boat to read milblogs because his life is a milblog. So he comes at the whole thing from a completely different angle than the rest of us, which I find interesting. Someone who has no internal push to put his every thought online is always going to look at this activity differently.
But still I think he should've at least said hi to Exum.
(I will say that I impressed the heck out of him by getting a big hug and smile from Bill Roggio. To him, Roggio is big-time, and the fact that Mr. Big-Time was all excited to see his wife, well, he thought that was pretty cool.)
(He also came home still oblivious to the fact that people wanted to meet him. I had tried to explain that some people have been reading about him for about five years, but I don't think it sunk in until we were home. Then he said, "Maybe I should've been more charming." Sigh. I told you no one would describe him as nice.)
I still want to write about the content of the conference...someday.
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Fluffy the Spamhound and I are announcing our irreconcilable differences. I know you will all miss having your comments eaten, sending me screaming emails about how your perfect comment disappeared, and whatnot.
I am leaving for the Milblogs Conference today and will not be taking the computer with me. When I return on Monday, my blog will be new and improved. Not the content, mind you; you get the same drivel as usual, only with a flashier interface.
And no Fluffy.
See you Monday. Hopefully however you normally get here will still get you here. Pixy is handling the details, because he is teh awesome. (And Code Monkey is my back-up brain.)
This having you gone is "ruining my life!" Did you eat all the steak!?
I will miss you this weekend. Man. What will I do?
Well, at least when you come back I can break the habit of copying every comment in case Fluffy is hungry. LOL
Posted by: Guard Wife at April 24, 2009 03:51 AM (Bfea2)
C-ya Fluffy! Don't let the door hit you on the way out!
Posted by: wifeunit at April 24, 2009 04:19 AM (t5K2U)
"sending me screaming emails about how your perfect comment disappeared"
That doesn't sound like me at all...;-)
I was not beaten, not locked away, not tortured, not forced to listen to propaganda. The worst I've had to deal with is some name-calling and sleepless nights.
I have never had my spirit broken.
Five and a half years.
Imagine if every blog post were wiped away and replaced by a day in captivity. Everything I have read and learned in this half decade gone, replaced by solitude and madness.
My husband came home from SERE with a newfound respect for John McCain and the men like him. My blog has taught me respect too, respect for the freedom I have had to live and share my life with you for so long.
Have you ever read James Stockdale's book In Love and War? I read it last year, and wow did it open my eyes to what they went through. It also made me retroactively angry for all of the jokes he was the butt of after running for VP with Ross Perot.
I was worried that you were going to reveal that this was your final post!
I hope you stay here for many more years.
Posted by: Amritas at April 19, 2009 03:16 PM (Wxe3L)
I was worried that you were going to conclude by revealing that this was your final post!
I hope you stay here for many more years.
Posted by: Amritas at April 19, 2009 03:16 PM (Wxe3L)
The things we don't really realize... I spent the afternoon at Camp Mabry - they held an event this weekend called the American Heroes Celebration. I spoke with a Vietnam vet who is a member of the Military Order of the Purple Heart. He talked about something that happened when he was over there. He was a medic - he went out into a rice paddy to care for some soldiers who had been shot, while under fire. He even those who were never POWs, but have seen combat, have endured a lot, much more, I think, than us civilians can truly comprehend, even after reading things like the book mentioned above (which I haven't read), or something like House to House or Lone Survivor.
I have always admired John McCain not just for surviving, but for thriving upon his return. And those Stockdale jokes bothered me back then too.
Whatever happened to showing some damn respect for people? Not knowing he had hearing issues because he was beaten by his captors is no excuse.
Posted by: Mare at April 20, 2009 02:09 PM (y9A8i)
QUIET MY HEAD
This blog has been responsible for some of the best experiences of my life. I wouldn't have any of my close friends without this blog. Sometimes it brings me such joy and comfort. But it is also responsible for some of the most stressful moments of my life. It sucks to lose a baby. It sucks even worse to hear that you deserved it, that you talk about it too much, that you're self-absorbed or just plain wrong for your feelings about it. That's hard to take, and I'm starting to wonder if it's really healthy for me. I'm tired of lying in bed at night losing sleep over something that I or someone else said on the blog.
I'm shutting off the computer for a while. Truly off: no email, no Facebook, no blog. I need to quiet the noise in my head for a while.
I'm not doing well and I need to find a way to cope. I'm gonna try silence for a few days.
Im so sorry that you have had to suffer not just physical pain but also the emotional beating that some feel they have the right to hit you with.
you and your husband are in my thoughts and prayers.
Posted by: orlane at March 29, 2009 03:45 AM (KEe63)
It's hard to know what to say...but the people who are the most blessed are often the most inconsiderate because of their blessings. They don't know how lucky they are. It's a pain in the ass paradox. But say what you feel, because suppressing it won't help. There are many of us who know what you are going through, and understand.
Posted by: Mrs. Who at March 29, 2009 08:23 AM (x4sNM)
Sending you and your husband love and prayers. I hope the silence heals. I think you are one of the bravest woman I've read on the webs.
Posted by: Mary at March 29, 2009 02:48 PM (/hR4y)
Sarah - I am sorry you are receiving nasty comments, etc. Not sure how anyone could say "you deserve this". Hoping you are feeling better.
Posted by: keri at March 31, 2009 04:42 AM (HXpRG)
I am so sorry that you have had to deal with people who make you feel even worse than you already do. I have been reading your blog for a while now but have never commented. You are one of the strongest women I've ever "known", and do not deserve to feel the pain you are experiencing, let alone any additional pain caused by others. You are in my thoughts and prayers daily, and my heart aches for you.
Posted by: kris at March 31, 2009 05:16 AM (gGk2/)
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Posted by: kedpesplaws at April 04, 2009 04:53 PM (3xhy+)
Who's stalking whom? One day there'll be some AWTM/Grok fan you've never heard of who wants a picture of himself with you two.
At least you've both heard of me. Maybe I can be in the middle someday.
Posted by: Amritas at March 01, 2009 08:26 AM (Wxe3L)
This is one of funniest, and most hilarious nights ever...and I think it is great I have proof, of how goofy Sarah and I are...
I like being goofy, even when I am accusessed by a commenter of being Sarah's Mom...
Posted by: AWTM at March 01, 2009 10:28 AM (zGVWd)
I love this photo!
AWTM, I know what you mean, but I'd be honored if someone told me I was Sarah's relative!
Posted by: Amritas at March 01, 2009 01:52 PM (Wxe3L)
IT'S BECOME NORMAL
I met my first blogger in 2004 when I took the train to meet Tim. It was such a big deal back then. I wrote:
The butterflies are gathering in my tummy. Will I recognize Tim? When we see each other, will it feel like we've known each other for years instead of five minutes on the phone and seven months of peering into each other's lives from the blog window?
Used to be, I had this mental divide between my Real Life and my Imaginary Life. I thought that meeting a blog friend was different from meeting a regular old friend. Over the past five years, I have gotten to meet so many of you and you've all become such a part of my life that I don't make that mental distinction anymore. Imaginary friends are just my friends, and I have way more of you than of people in my Real Life.
Now you guys are just normal to me. So normal that you're barely blogworthy, heh. I didn't even write about my weekend visiting CaliValleyGirl, or how we went to meet Allison, or how funny it seemed when someone was shocked that CVG and I had met (gasp) on the internet.
I didn't blog about going to SpouseBUZZ Live last November and meeting DeltaSierra (who at the time didn't have a photo of herself on her site and looked WAY younger than I expected), or Sig (who was exactly what I expected), or Leofwende (who was super nice), or seeing Barb again (who is always a joy to see).
And I didn't blog about meeting R1 either, but I should have. Truth is I've been too embarrassed to apologize to him for how goofy our meeting went down. We were both flustered because a girl had just shared some (ahem) personal TMI with the group. I was happy to see him, because he's been reading my site and emailing me for the entire time I've been writing, and in my excitement and flusteredness I hugged him, which is completely out of character and immediately seemed like the weird thing to do. And he was a bit out-of-sorts, being a man in a sea of milwives, so we didn't get to meet each other until optimal conditions. And I hate that, and have felt guilty about it for months. I also never thanked him for the great gift that he brought me.
I ought to have blogged about all these things, but I don't...because they are my Real Life now. They're just normal.
I first 'met' you shortly before you started blogging. It's been almost six years since then, and we still haven't met, though I want to change that. You were in Germany that first year, so meeting you would have been nearly impossible. Now that we're on the same continent and not that far away from each other, it's very plausible. And I'm not nervous at all. I guess I would be if we didn't have a long history. And as you know, long long-distance relationships are a specialty of mine!
PS: I remember that first Tim meeting. I'd have felt the same way if I were in your shoes. You only knew him for seven months at the time. The more you get to know people, the less meaningful the divide becomes. Depth over distance. The furthest people can be the nearest ... and vice versa!
Posted by: Amritas at February 26, 2009 11:48 AM (+nV09)
Since I met my husband online, I haven't really thought about the difference between "online friends" and "IRL friends", even those I've never met, or only met once. I only think about it when I start to say to an IRL friend, "Oh, I know someone who's been there/done that" and then for some reason feel like I should explain that said friend is actually a friend who I've never met in person. It's kind of funny, actually.
Posted by: Leofwende at February 26, 2009 12:17 PM (28CBm)
The only weird thing must be the oddball people who read your blog but don't comment. They might shoot a random email once every few years. But that's it.
(Which is why I don't blog. Perhaps I should. I'm just not that exciting. And sooooo busy, darn it.)
But my fingers are still crossed for a good ultrasound, for what it's worth.
Posted by: Eowyn at February 26, 2009 12:56 PM (XuHz+)
I have met some of my favorite people on the internet. The only sadness about it is that they're usually too far away for a casual visit.
Posted by: Deltasierra at February 26, 2009 02:15 PM (fPHZv)
I know what you mean - there was a time when I just didn't talk about my blog friends to non-bloggers. Now you all just happen to be a bunch of friends that I don't see as often. Not *nearly* as often as I like, but the difference is that we can communicate without the face-to-face part pretty well, too :-)
Posted by: Barb at March 03, 2009 08:31 PM (p+dnl)
Real life superseded blogging life today and will continue to do so for a few days as I make my way to visit CaliValleyGirl. I will try to throw up a link or two if I can, but I will be out of the loop for a bit.
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ALMOST AS AWESOME AS THE CORNER
Last night my husband and I were talking about Rachel Lucas' post about the morons who are suing over that plane crash. And my husband goes, "That's not even the most ignorant thing I heard today. I read this somewhere, maybe on The Corner?, I can't remember, but apparently 49% of people think the government gets its money from a money tree."
And I just laughed and said that, yes, you read that...on mah blog.
My husband quoted me back to me. It was hilarious.
Yes, I've been MIA. And this time it's not one of those nothing-to-say reasons for not blogging. I have just been busy with work and haven't been on the internet. I haven't even read another blog all week.
No time for love, Dr. Jones.
(You should count that as two quotes.)
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There is neither happiness nor misery in the world; there is only the comparison of one state with another, nothing more. He who has felt the deepest grief is best able to experience supreme happiness. We must have felt what it is to die, Morrel, that we may appreciate the enjoyments of living. --The Count of Monte Cristo--
While our troops go out to defend our country, it is incumbent upon us to make the country worth defending. --Deskmerc--
Contrary to what you've just seen, war is neither glamorous nor fun. There are no winners, only losers. There are no good wars, with the following exceptions: The American Revolution, WWII, and the Star Wars Trilogy. --Bart Simpson--
If you want to be a peacemaker, you've gotta learn to kick ass. --Sheriff of East Houston, Superman II--
Going to war without France is like going deer hunting without an accordion. You just leave a lot of useless noisy baggage behind. --Jed Babbin--
Dante once said that the hottest places in hell are reserved for those who in a period of moral crisis maintain their neutrality. --President John F. Kennedy--
War is a bloody, killing business. You've got to spill their blood, or they will spill yours. --General Patton--
We've gotta keep our heads until this peace craze blows over. --Full Metal Jacket--
Those who threaten us and kill innocents around the world do not need to be treated more sensitively. They need to be destroyed. --Dick Cheney--
The Flag has to come first if freedom is to survive. --Col Steven Arrington--
The purpose of diplomacy isn't to make us feel good about Eurocentric diplomatic skills, and having countries from the axis of chocolate tie our shoelaces together does nothing to advance our infantry. --Sir George--
I just don't care about the criticism I receive every day, because I know the cause I defend is right. --Oriol--
It's days like this when we're reminded that freedom isn't free. --Chaplain Jacob--
Bumper stickers aren't going to accomplish some of the missions this country is going to face. --David Smith--
The success of multilateralism is measured not merely by following a process, but by achieving results. --President Bush--
Live and act within the limit of your knowledge and keep expanding it to the limit of your life.
First, go buy a six pack and swig it all down. Then, watch Ace Ventura. And after that, buy a Hard Rock Cafe shirt and come talk to me. You really need to lighten up, man.
You've got to kill people, and when you've killed enough they stop fighting --General Curtis Lemay--
If we wish to be free, if we mean to preserve inviolate those inestimable privileges for which we have been so long contending, if we mean not basely to abandon the noble struggle in which we have been so long engaged, and which we have pledged ourselves never to abandon until the glorious object of our contest shall be obtained -- we must fight! --Patrick Henry--
America has never been united by blood or birth or soil. We are bound by ideals that move us beyond our backgrounds, lift us above our interests and teach us what it means to be citizens. Every child must be taught these principles. Every citizen must uphold them. And every immigrant, by embracing these ideals, makes our country more, not less, American. --President George W. Bush--
are usually just cheerleading sessions, full of sound and fury and signifying nothing but a soothing reduction in blood pressure brought about by the narcotic high of being agreed with. --Bill Whittle
War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things. The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feeling which thinks that nothing is worth war is much worse. The person who has nothing for which he is willing to fight, nothing which is more important than his own personal safety, is a miserable creature and has no chance of being free unless made and kept so by the exertions of better men than himself.
--John Stuart Mill--
We are determined that before the sun sets on this terrible struggle, our flag will be recognized throughout the world as a symbol of freedom on the one hand and of overwhelming force on the other. --General George Marshall--
We can continue to try and clean up the gutters all over the world and spend all of our resources looking at just the dirty spots and trying to make them clean. Or we can lift our eyes up and look into the skies and move forward in an evolutionary way.
America is the greatest, freest and most decent society in existence. It is an oasis of goodness in a desert of cynicism and barbarism. This country, once an experiment unique in the world, is now the last best hope for the world.
Recent anti-Israel protests remind us again of our era's peculiar alliance: the most violent, intolerant, militantly religious movement in modern times has the peace movement on its side. --James Lileks--
As a wise man once said: we will pay any price, bear any burden, meet any hardship, support any friend, oppose any foe, in order to assure the survival and the success of liberty.
Unless the price is too high, the burden too great, the hardship too hard, the friend acts disproportionately, and the foe fights back. In which case, we need a timetable.
I am not willing to kill a man so that he will agree with my faith, but I am prepared to kill a man so that he cannot force my compatriots to submit to his.
You can say what you want about President Bush; but the truth is that he can take a punch. The man has taken a swift kick in the crotch for breakfast every day for 6 years and he keeps getting up with a smile in his heart and a sense of swift determination to see the job through to the best of his abilties.
In a perfect world, We'd live in peace and love and harmony with each oither and the world, but then, in a perfect world, Yoko would have taken the bullet.
Freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction. We didn't pass it to our children in the bloodstream. It must be fought for, protected, and handed on for them to do the same, or one day we will spend our sunset years telling our children and our children's children what it was once like in the United States where men were free. --Ronald Reagan--
America is rather like life. You can usually find in it what you look for. It will probably be interesting, and it is sure to be large. --E.M. Forster--
Do not fear the enemy, for your enemy can only take your life. It is far better that you fear the media, for they will steal your HONOR. That awful power, the public opinion of a nation, is created in America by a horde of ignorant, self-complacent simpletons who failed at ditching and shoemaking and fetched up in journalism on their way to the poorhouse. --Mark Twain--
The Enlightenment was followed by the French Revolution and the Napoleonic wars, which touched every European state, sparked vicious guerrilla conflicts across the Continent and killed millions. Then, things really turned ugly after the invention of soccer. --Iowahawk--
Every time I meet an Iraqi Army Soldier or Policeman that I haven't met before, I shake his hand and thank him for his service. Many times I am thanked for being here and helping his country. I always tell them that free people help each other and that those that truly value freedom help those seeking it no matter the cost. --Jack Army--
Right, left - the terms are useless nowadays anyway. There are statists, and there are individualists. There are pessimists, and optimists. There are people who look backwards and trust in the West, and those who look forward and trust in The World. Those are the continuums that seem to matter the most right now. --Lileks--
The best argument against democracy is a five-minute conversation with the average voter.
A man or a nation is not placed upon this earth to do merely what is pleasant and what is profitable. It is often called upon to carry out what is both unpleasant and unprofitable, but if it is obviously right it is mere shirking not to undertake it. --Arthur Conan Doyle--
A man who has nothing which he cares about more than he does about his personal safety is a miserable creature who has no chance of being free, unless made and kept so by the existing of better men than himself. --John Stuart Mill--
After the attacks on September 11, 2001, most of the sheep, that is, most citizens in America said, "Thank God I wasn't on one of those planes." The sheepdogs, the warriors, said, "Dear God, I wish I could have been on one of those planes. Maybe I could have made a difference." --Dave Grossman--
At heart Iâ€™m a cowboy; my attitude is if theyâ€™re not going to stand up and fight for what they believe in then they can go pound sand. --Bill Whittle--
A democracy is always temporary in nature; it simply cannot exist as a permanent form of government. A democracy will continue to exist up until the time that voters discover that they can vote themselves generous gifts from the public treasury. From that moment on, the majority always votes for the candidates who promise the most benefits from the public treasury, with the result that every democracy will finally collapse due to loose fiscal policy, which is always followed by a dictatorship. --Alexander Tyler--
By that time a village half-wit could see what generations of professors had pretended not to notice. --Atlas Shrugged--
I kept asking Clarence why our world seemed to be collapsing and everything seemed so shitty. And he'd say, "That's the way it goes, but don't forget, it goes the other way too." --Alabama Worley--
So Bush is history, and we have a new president who promises to heal the planet, and yet the jihadists donâ€™t seem to have got the Obama message that there are no enemies, just friends we havenâ€™t yet held talks without preconditions with.
"I had started alone in this journey called life, people started
gathering up on the way, and the caravan got bigger everyday." --Urdu couplet
The book and the sword are the two things that control the world. We either gonna control them through knowledge and influence their minds, or we gonna bring the sword and take their heads off. --RZA--
It's a daily game of public Frogger, hopping frantically to avoid being crushed under the weight of your own narcissism, banality, and plain old stupidity. --Mary Katharine Ham--
There are more instances of the abridgment of freedoms
of the people by gradual and silent encroachment of those in power than by violent and sudden usurpations. --James Madison--
It is in the heat of emotion that good people must remember to stand on principle. --Larry Elder--
Please show this to the president and ask him to remember the wishes of the forgotten man, that is, the one who dared to vote against him. We expect to be tramped on but we do wish the stepping would be a little less hard. --from a letter to Eleanor Roosevelt--
The world economy depends every day on some engineer, farmer, architect, radiator shop owner, truck driver or plumber getting up at 5AM, going to work, toiling hard, and producing real wealth so that an array of bureaucrats, regulators, and redistributors can manage the proper allotment of much of the natural largess produced. --VDH--
Parents are often so busy with the physical rearing of children that they miss the glory of parenthood, just as the grandeur of the trees is lost when raking leaves. --Marcelene Cox--