From: owner-roc-digest@lists.xmission.com (roc-digest) To: roc-digest@lists.xmission.com Subject: roc-digest V2 #411 Reply-To: roc-digest Sender: owner-roc-digest@lists.xmission.com Errors-To: owner-roc-digest@lists.xmission.com Precedence: bulk roc-digest Thursday, December 28 2000 Volume 02 : Number 411 ---------------------------------------------------------------------- Date: Thu, 21 Dec 00 16:35:55 PST From: roc@xpresso.seaslug.org (Bill Vance) Subject: Jesse's_War_Plan? (fwd) On Dec 21, Archibald Bard wrote: [-------------------- text of forwarded message follows --------------------] Poe's Notepad: Jesse's War Plan http://frontpagemag.com/editors_note/en12-18-00.htm Richard Poe's Notepad The Private Ryan Syndrome The Time for Talk Is Over Poe's Notepad Archive Jesse Jackson Jesse's War Plan FrontPageMagazine.com | December 18, 2000 email this article to a friend Black Spark, White Fire Did African Explorers Civilize Ancient Europe? By Richard Poe Prima Publishing Paperback, 576 Pages List Price: $22.95 Amazon Price: $18.36 LAST WEEK, Jesse Jackson called for a "civil rights explosion." "We will take to the streets right now, we will delegitimize Bush, discredit him, do whatever it takes, but never accept him," cried Jackson outside the Supreme Court. By Thursday, the spin doctors were trying to soften Jackson's image, focusing on his conciliatory phone call to the President-elect. But make no mistake. The promised "civil rights explosion" is in the works, starting with mass protests scheduled for January 15. Bone-weary from 35 days of election hell, the last thing most Americans want is an "explosion." But we're going to get it, whether we like it or not. The radical Left is on the march. Jackson is a mere foot soldier in its ranks. His incendiary rhetoric is part of the plan. In 1990, I interviewed former '60s radical Jerry Rubin for Success magazine. He explained how he and his fellow revolutionaries had used the power of "myth" to tear America apart. "The first part of creating a mass movement is the mythic idea." Rubin explained. "We put the myth out there that America was in chaos. America was not in chaos. "When 100,000 people marched on the Pentagon in 1967, we put out the myth that America was divided in two. America was not divided in two. "But we put the myth out there and what happened, by '69, 1970, America was divided in two." In other words: Keep promoting the myth, and eventually it will come true. Go Postal View Comments on this article Make Comments on this article Jackson is doing that now. He is promoting the myth that Bush stole the election, that black voters were disenfranchised, and that America is on the brink of revolution. Black Republican Congressman J.C. Watts Jr. disagrees. "When all these charges first hit, I did my own investigation," he told the Washington Times. Watts found that people of all races had been stopped at polling places for routine checks, not just blacks. "The police officers were just doing their job," he says. Even Gore's claim to have won the popular vote is suspect. Reports from around the country - largely ignored by major media - suggest that massive tampering may have inflated the Democrat vote. Jackson is no doubt aware of all this. But, when making revolution, it is the myth, not the truth, that counts. In his autobiography, Radical Son, David Horowitz recalls a series of discussions with Tom Hayden in which the Chicago Seven conspirator revealed his motive for inciting riots during the 1968 Democratic Convention. Horowitz paraphrases Hayden: "If people's heads got cracked by police, he said. it `radicalized them.' The trick was to maneuver the idealistic and unsuspecting into situations that would achieve the result." In short, the Chicago Seven had deliberately lured their followers into situations where they could be hurt or killed. The bloodier things got, the better for the cause. Reared by Communist parents, Horowitz recognized the principle behind Hayden's words. He writes: "It was the extrapolation of a familiar radical idea: `The worse, the better.'" The movers and shakers behind the current election crisis appear to be following a similar agenda. On the night that Gore retracted his concession, Newsweek pundit and White House myrmidon Jonathan Alter spilled the beans on the Left's destabilization plan. The recounts would probably collapse into chaos, Alter predicted in a televised discussion. Each side would accuse the other of cheating. But that was okay. After weeks of recounting, Alter explained, there "would be a lot of pressure to say. let's end this thing. You get a series of irregularities all over the state of Florida, pretty soon nobody can figure out who really won. What happens then?" Well, what happens, Alter seemed to imply, is that people become so disgusted that they are ready to accept any solution, no matter how extreme or un-Constitutional. Tom Hayden would have said they become "radicalized." That Friday, as if on cue, Hillary Clinton announced: "It's time to do away with the Electoral College and move to the popular election of our Presidents." She was further refining the "mythic idea." As Hillary framed it, the problem was not just one bad election. The problem was the Constitution itself. The work of the Founding Fathers would have to be undone. Tighten your seatbelts, America. The Left means to shake this country to its foundations. Just as in Chicago 1968, a lot of innocent people may get hurt. But, for Jesse, Hillary and the rest of the "worse-is-better" crowd, America's pain will be their ecstasy. Richard Poe is editor of FrontPageMagazine.com and SlapHillary.com. He is the author of Black Spark, White Fire and other books. For more information about Poe and his work, visit RichardPoe.com. E-mail him here. View Comments on this article Make Comments on this article Email this article to a friend E N D [------------------------- end of forwarded message ------------------------] - -- - ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- RKBA! ***** Blessings On Thee, Oh Israel! ***** RKBA! - ----------------+----------+--------------------------+--------------------- An _EFFECTIVE_ | Insured | All matter is vibration. | Let he who hath no weapon in every | by COLT; | -- Max Plank | weapon sell his hand = Freedom | DIAL | In the beginning was the | garment and buy a on every side! | 1911-A1. | word. -- The Bible | sword.--Jesus Christ - ----------------+----------+--------------------------+--------------------- Constitutional Government is dead, LONG LIVE THE CONSTITUTION!!!!! - ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 23 Dec 00 16:55:07 PST From: roc@xpresso.seaslug.org (Bill Vance) Subject: A Libertarian Christmas (fwd) On Dec 23, Jim Moore wrote: [-------------------- text of forwarded message follows --------------------] Hope no one is offended by any of this, but if you are blame Neal Boortz, it's from his web page. Enjoy a good laugh! A LIBERTARIAN CHRISTMAS One of my incredible listeners sent me this bit that had been posted on an Internet comment board. Enjoy Republicans help the poor during the holidays by sending $50 to the Salvation Army. Democrats help the poor by giving $50, one buck at a time, to panhandlers on the street. Libertarians help the poor by hiring them to string up lights for $50. Democrats get back at the Republicans on their Christmas list by giving them fruitcakes. Republicans re-wrap them and send them to in-laws. Libertarians sell the fruitcakes to the Democrats and Republicans. Also ... Libertarian are fruitcakes. When toasting the holidays, Republicans ask for eggnog or mulled wine. Democrats ask for a "Bud." Libertarians brew their own something. When not in stores, Republicans shop from a catalog. Democrats watch for "incredible TV offers" on late night television. Libertarians bitch about Cheaperthandirt site being slow. Democrats do much of their shopping at Target and Wal-Mart. So do Republicans, but they don't admit it. Libertarians shop for commodities futures. Republican parents have no problem buying toy guns for their kids. Democrats refuse to do so. That is why their kids pretend to shoot each other with dolls. Libertarians dislike toy guns. Their kids have to settle for the real thing. Republicans spends hundreds of dollars and hours of work decorating the yard with outdoor lights and Christmas displays. Democrats save their time and money, and drive around at night to look at *other* people's lights. Libertarians turn on perimeter lights and make the guard dogs howl carols. Democrats' favorite Christmas movie is "Miracle on 34th Street." Republicans' favorite Christmas movie is "It's a Wonderful Life." Right-Wing Republicans' favorite Christmas movie is "Die Hard." Libertarians' favorite Christmas movie is also "Die Hard" and they criticize the actors' gun handling. Republicans always take the price tag off expensive gifts before wrapping. Democrats also remove price tags off pricey gifts ... and reposition them to make sure they are seen. Libertarians make sure the shipping charges are obvious, too. Republicans wear wide red ties and green sports jackets during the festive season. Democrats do too, all year round. Libertarians wear green and red cammies to blend in with the Christmas tree. Most Republicans try, at least once, enclose indulgent, maudlin form letters about their families in their Christmas cards. Public ridicule from Democrats usually discourages them from doing it again. Libertarians re-read Thomas Jefferson's Christmas cards. Democrats' favorite Christmas carol is "Deck the Halls." Young Democrats' favorite Christmas carol is "Grandma Got Run Over by a Reindeer." Republicans' favorite Christmas carol is "White Christmas." Young Republicans' favorite Christmas carol is "White Christmas." Libertarians favorite "Christmas Carol" was written by Dickens. Cheapskate Republicans buy an artificial Christmas tree. Tight-fisted Democrats buy a real tree, but they wait until the week before Christmas when the lots lower their prices. Green Democrats buy a real tree with roots, and then replant it after New Years. Libertarians camp out in an evergreen forest to celebrate. Republicans see nothing wrong with letting their children play "Cowboys and Indians." Democrats don't either, as long as the Indians win. Libertarians prefer that kids play "Humans and JBTs" Republicans first began thinking like Republicans when they stopped believing in Santa Claus. Democrats became Democrats because they never stopped believing in Santa Claus. Libertarians pay Santa well to give him incentive to come again. Democrat men like to watch football while the women fix holiday meals. On this, Republicans are in full agreement. Libertarian men prefer watching women to watching football. [------------------------- end of forwarded message ------------------------] - -- - ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- RKBA! ***** Blessings On Thee, Oh Israel! ***** RKBA! - ----------------+----------+--------------------------+--------------------- An _EFFECTIVE_ | Insured | All matter is vibration. | Let he who hath no weapon in every | by COLT; | -- Max Plank | weapon sell his hand = Freedom | DIAL | In the beginning was the | garment and buy a on every side! | 1911-A1. | word. -- The Bible | sword.--Jesus Christ - ----------------+----------+--------------------------+--------------------- Constitutional Government is dead, LONG LIVE THE CONSTITUTION!!!!! - ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - ------------------------------ Date: Sat, 23 Dec 00 16:53:37 PST From: roc@xpresso.seaslug.org (Bill Vance) Subject: [GunRightsConstitution] gun owner denied insurance coverage (fwd) On Dec 23, Archibald Bard wrote: [-------------------- text of forwarded message follows --------------------] Prudential denies coverage to gun owner Archibald Bard Pro Libertate - For Freedom ICQ 83834746 - ----- Original Message ----- From: susan willard To: GunRightsConstitution@egroups.com Sent: Saturday, December 23, 2000 2:24 PM Subject: [GunRightsConstitution] gun owner denied coverage Prudential denies coverage to gun owner News/Current Events Breaking News News Source: WorldNetDaily.com Published: Saturday, December 23, 2000 Author: Jon E. Dougherty Posted on 12/23/2000 00:23:59 PST by JohnHuang2 The Prudential Insurance Company has denied homeowner's coverage to a Connecticut police officer because of his gun collection, which includes -- the company said -- firearms that make insuring the household too risky. According to Frank Del Bruno, he and his girlfriend recently bought a condo and, after "shopping around" for homeowner's insurance, settled on Prudential because of the lower premium. During the course of taking out the policy, Del Bruno said he mentioned to the Prudential agent that he had guns. The agent asked him to send the company a list of the guns he owned, along with their serial numbers. Del Bruno said he complied but, a few weeks later, he received a cancellation notice from Prudential, citing the types and number of guns he owned as the reason the company decided to drop his coverage. According to a Dec. 14 letter to Del Bruno, signed by Dennis H. Brookover of Prudential, Del Bruno's current homeowner policy -- which took effect Nov. 28 -- is now set to expire Jan. 19, 2001. "We consider many factors when determining whether or not an individual is eligible for insurance," Brookover said in his letter. "While reviewing your application, I noted the following circumstance(s). There is a measurable increase in liability exp Specifically, Del Bruno said Prudential officials told him a Mossberg 500 shotgun he owned was instrumental in disqualifying his coverage -- even though the woman at Prudential he spoke with didn't know anything about that particular firearm. Del Bruno then asked to speak with the woman's supervisor, who told him that Prudential's regulations have to comply with mandates issued by Connecticut and, consequently, "they couldn't budge." Del Bruno said the Prudential supervisor -- whom he did not name -- told him the state and Prudential feel insurance liabilities increase when insured persons own semi-automatic weapons. WorldNetDaily asked Del Bruno why he thought Prudential may have singled him out. "The gave no specifics," he replied. Repeated attempts to solicit comments from Prudential officials were unsuccessful. Ironically, Brookover -- in his letter -- said Del Bruno "may be eligible for insurance through the Connecticut Insurance Placement Facility," which is administered by the state of Connecticut's Insurance Department. Del Bruno's case mimics an earlier incident involving firearms and a major U.S. financial corporation. In February, WorldNetDaily reported that Citibank had adopted a new policy prohibiting its banking branches from "maintaining accounts for businesses that deal in weapons." However, by March 16, due to intense pressure brought to bear by concerned citizens, Citibank reversed its policy and began taking accounts from firearms-related businesses. - ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Related stories: Citibank forces gun withdrawal Citibank confirms anti-gun stance Big guns must be OK with Citibank Citibank kills firearms policy - ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Jon E. Dougherty is a staff reporter for WorldNetDaily. E-mail to a friend Printer-friendly version [------------------------- end of forwarded message ------------------------] - -- - ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- RKBA! ***** Blessings On Thee, Oh Israel! ***** RKBA! - ----------------+----------+--------------------------+--------------------- An _EFFECTIVE_ | Insured | All matter is vibration. | Let he who hath no weapon in every | by COLT; | -- Max Plank | weapon sell his hand = Freedom | DIAL | In the beginning was the | garment and buy a on every side! | 1911-A1. | word. -- The Bible | sword.--Jesus Christ - ----------------+----------+--------------------------+--------------------- Constitutional Government is dead, LONG LIVE THE CONSTITUTION!!!!! - ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - ------------------------------ Date: Mon, 25 Dec 00 10:20:11 PST From: roc@xpresso.seaslug.org (Bill Vance) Subject: Christmas (fwd) On Dec 25, Rich Martin wrote: [-------------------- text of forwarded message follows --------------------] FROM MOUNTAIN MEDIA THE LIBERTARIAN, By Vin Suprynowicz 'I'll be home for Christmas, you can plan on me' And now the bustling streets and malls fall strangely quiet. In many a home the living room rests ankle-deep in an effluvia of ribbons and paper and bows, while in the background someone has left the TV running -- Alastair Sim throws open his window on a bright and shining world for the 47th time, and asks the lad in the street what day this is. It's Christmas morning, sir. And yes, we certainly do know the shop on the corner with the big, fat goose still hanging in the window. The bleatings about "commercialization" seem to have faded a bit of late. (Perhaps it's finally sunk into the public consciousness that our mutual funds stay up only so long as the merchants do some business.) Since Christians didn't exactly invent the date -- merely superimposing their own celebration onto a Winter Solstice week of feasting and merriment observed by the Romans and the pagan tribes of a thousand years -- it does seem less than generous to protest whatever traditions others may cherish at this time of year. Even if that does include animated Santas sledding across the snow on highly unlikely rotary-blade razors. It even occurs to me that the ancient and modern holidays aren't such a bad fit: The superstitious ancients lighted bonfires and hauled the sacred mistletoe and evergreens indoors out of fear that ghosts of the dead might walk abroad on the longest and darkest night of the year. Yet still they looked on the bright side, celebrating the fact that the lengthening of each day from this point promised the vital return of spring. Modern Christians, too, celebrate on this date the arrival of a new hope to lead mankind from the darkness. Here is a day for friends and family, for again celebrating our freedoms and the bounty they create. For make no mistake, the notion that armed men can enforce some uniform brand of "compassion" by mandating the redistribution from those who have earned "too much" to those with less, has been tried now for most of a century across half the globe ... and has universally collapsed in a pitiful heap of poverty, devastation, denial, and finger-pointing. Only by allowing men and women to profit from the fruits of their labors can a society be truly moral and just. And only by thus allowing each soul to remain a free agent is true, voluntary kindness and charity made possible. Old-fashioned charity passing away? In fact, with various "well-meaning" governments funding their own "compassionate" demonstrations by delicately filching more than 40 percent from the average paycheck, the wonder is that so much selfless charity still persists. Back in 1996, Fortune magazine reported the nation's top 25 philanthropists alone gave away $1.5 billion to charitable causes. And the magazine found most of the most generous Americans were self-made; only four inherited their wealth. Drug legalization activist George Soros donated $350 million that year, followed by retired grocery and drug store magnate L.S. Skaggs, who gave away $155 million. Computer whiz Bill Gates, chairman of Microsoft, ranked third on Fortune's list with $135 million in donations that year -- back before the federal government decided to try and bring him down for selling a product too many people want. Heartless capitalists, every one. Here is a day to thank our lucky stars we live in a land where economic freedom has created so much affordable bounty that -- in the vast majority of American homes this day -- we find ourselves surrounded, in the dead of winter, far from any fertile field, with more delicious plenty than is humanly possible to consume. There's a tendency to think today's crises must be more complicated and dispiriting than those of simpler days gone by. But in fact, most of today's doubt and confusion pales when we consider how the future hung in the balance for a generation of cold and lonely sailors and G.I.s and Marines, stretched thin on freedom's line, in the desperate Christmas of 1943. Listen to the radio. When were those songs written? Isn't it interesting, how many come down to us from those desperate days? Even today, have we no moment of gratitude to spare for the young men and women who stand a frozen vigil on some lonely shore this Christmas Day, wishing they, too, could be home sipping cider by the fire? It was for such as they that Hugh Martin and Ralph Blane wrote, in the far darker days of 1943: "Have yourself a merry little Christmas, let your heart be light. From now on, our troubles will be out of sight. "Have yourself a merry little Christmas, make the Yuletide gay. From now on, our troubles will be miles away. ... "Through the years we all will be together, if the fates allow. Hang a shining star upon the highest bough ... and have yourself a merry little Christmas, now. It was for such as they that Kim Gannon and Walter Kent wrote, in 1943: "I'll be home for Christmas, you can plan on me. Please have snow and mistletoe, and presents on the tree. "Christmas Eve will find me, where the lovelight gleams. I'll be home for Christmas ... if only in my dreams." So Merry Christmas to all. May your days be cheery and bright. And may all your Christmases ... be white. (Irving Berlin: 1942). Vin Suprynowicz is assistant editorial page editor of the Las Vegas Review-Journal, and editor of Financial Privacy Report (952-895-8757). His book, "Send in the Waco Killers: Essays on the Freedom Movement, 1993-1998," is available at 1-800-244-2224; or via web site http://www.thespiritof76.com/wacokillers.html. *** Vin Suprynowicz, vin@lvrj.com "When great changes occur in history, when great principles are involved, as a rule the majority are wrong. The minority are right." -- Eugene V. Debs (1855-1926) "The whole aim of practical politics is to keep the populace alarmed -- and thus clamorous to be led to safety -- by menacing it with an endless series of hobgoblins, all of them imaginary." -- H.L. Mencken * * * - ------------------------------------------------------- To subscribe, send a message to vinsends-request@ezlink.com, from your NEW address, including the word "subscribe" (with no quotation marks) in the "Subject" line. All I ask of electronic subscribers is that they not RE-forward my columns until on or after the embargo date which appears at the top of each, and that (should they then choose to do so) they copy the columns in their entirety, preserving the original attribution. The Vinsends list is maintained by Alan Wendt in Colorado, who may be reached directly at alan@ezlink.com. The web sites for the Suprynowicz column are at http://www.infomagic.com/liberty/vinyard.htm, and http://www.nguworld.com/vindex. 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[------------------------- end of forwarded message ------------------------] - -- - ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- RKBA! ***** Blessings On Thee, Oh Israel! ***** RKBA! - ----------------+----------+--------------------------+--------------------- An _EFFECTIVE_ | Insured | All matter is vibration. | Let he who hath no weapon in every | by COLT; | -- Max Plank | weapon sell his hand = Freedom | DIAL | In the beginning was the | garment and buy a on every side! | 1911-A1. | word. -- The Bible | sword.--Jesus Christ - ----------------+----------+--------------------------+--------------------- Constitutional Government is dead, LONG LIVE THE CONSTITUTION!!!!! - ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 26 Dec 00 16:58:02 PST From: roc@xpresso.seaslug.org (Bill Vance) Subject: Income Tax Fraud For those interested in Tax issues, you should check out: http://www.taxableincome.net/ - -- - ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- RKBA! ***** Blessings On Thee, Oh Israel! ***** RKBA! - ----------------+----------+--------------------------+--------------------- An _EFFECTIVE_ | Insured | All matter is vibration. | Let he who hath no weapon in every | by COLT; | -- Max Plank | weapon sell his hand = Freedom | DIAL | In the beginning was the | garment and buy a on every side! | 1911-A1. | word. -- The Bible | sword.--Jesus Christ - ----------------+----------+--------------------------+--------------------- Constitutional Government is dead, LONG LIVE THE CONSTITUTION!!!!! - ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 27 Dec 00 11:06:19 PST From: roc@xpresso.seaslug.org (Bill Vance) Subject: T'was the night before Christmas (fwd) On Dec 27, Jim Zoes wrote: [-------------------- text of forwarded message follows --------------------] http://www.calnra.org/atfchristmas.html CalNRA.org "Get the News to Protect Your Freedom" A BATF Christmas by Andy Barniskis Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the house, Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse. The front door was locked, and the deadbolt was thrown, All was safe and secure, in our castle of stone. The children were nestled all snug in their beds, While visions of Pokemon, danced in their heads. And mom in her t-shirt, and me in my flannel, Were watching intently, the Discovery channel. When out on the lawn, there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter. Away to the window, I flew like a flash, I fumbled as always with the vinyl-clad sash. The moonlight was faint on my manicured lawn, As I peered through the gloom, and I stifled a yawn. When what to my wondering eyes should appear, But a vanload of men in full military gear. The young ninja-clad driver was lively, and quick. He stepped on to the curb, with his door-bashing stick. With the speed of a cobra, his agents, they came, As he whistled and shouted, and called them by name. "Now Chalmers and Davidson, you take the back, And when I give the signal, commence the attack. To the top of the porch, men, stay close to the wall, Now BASH away! BASH away! BASH away all!" And then they gained entry, a matter of course. The doorframe was splintered and shattered by force. Then up to the housetop, his agents they flew, In the steady advance, of a well-practiced crew. And soon I heard men at the top of the stair, That's when my thoughts turned to the kids sleeping there. So I turned and jumped over my bed in a bound, As the door was crashed in, I heard "down on the ground". He was dressed all in black from his head to his toe. And he wore a broad mask, so his face didn't show. Then he lined up the sights of the gun he possessed, Which was clearly a chore in that black armored vest. His eyes-how they twinkled, that's all I could tell, Of the person who faced me and issued a yell. "To the ground" he repeated, with hasty precision, And the bead he had drawn, didn't leave for decision. So silently raging, to carpet I fell, From my wife there was issued a terrified yell. While they tore up my bedroom, and left it a wreck, And I scarcely could breathe for the boot on my neck. From afar in the house I could hear their ransacking, And as meek as a church mouse a "Daddy, what's happening". And with that still small voice, and her cry of alarm, I resolved a great price, should they bring her to harm. It was then that they read from the warrant they held, And I struggled to listen, I broke free and yelled. "You idiot bastards, the problem is plain, This is Worthington Terrace, not Worthington Lane." Well he spoke not a word, but reviewed paperwork. Then he looked at his underling, called him a jerk. And then quick as they came, his accomplices arose, "My mistake", were his words "didn't mean to impose". Then he sprang to his van, to his team gave a whistle, And away they all flew, like the down from a thistle. And I heard him exclaim as they drove out of sight, "Good thing no one was hurt, and to all a good night". [------------------------- end of forwarded message ------------------------] - -- - ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- RKBA! ***** Blessings On Thee, Oh Israel! ***** RKBA! - ----------------+----------+--------------------------+--------------------- An _EFFECTIVE_ | Insured | All matter is vibration. | Let he who hath no weapon in every | by COLT; | -- Max Plank | weapon sell his hand = Freedom | DIAL | In the beginning was the | garment and buy a on every side! | 1911-A1. | word. -- The Bible | sword.--Jesus Christ - ----------------+----------+--------------------------+--------------------- Constitutional Government is dead, LONG LIVE THE CONSTITUTION!!!!! - ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - ------------------------------ Date: Thu, 28 Dec 00 13:55:07 PST From: roc@xpresso.seaslug.org (Bill Vance) Subject: Fw: Kids and guns (fwd) On Dec 28, Kevin M. McGehee wrote: [-------------------- text of forwarded message follows --------------------] - ----- Original Message ----- From: "kort" Sent: Thursday, December 28, 2000 1:33 PM Subject: fwd: Kids and guns Kids and Guns by Robert A. Waters - Web Published: 12.27.00 http://www.sierratimes.com/archive/waters/edrw122700.htm Give a kid a gun and he suddenly becomes a monster, shooting up schools and blowing away anyone whom he perceives has wronged him. Right? That's what the mainstream media would have you think. While such incidences do occur on rare occasions, many other times kids use guns to save lives. But these stories don't fit the media stereotype and therefore get no national exposure. On Sunday afternoon, March 19, 1985, Jacqueline Roland, a mother of two, heard a noise outside her home near Bethel, Oklahoma. As she went to investigate, she told her six-year-old son Jimmy to get the family gun. In addition to Jimmy, four other children were in the home at the time. As Mrs. Roland stepped outside, a masked man grabbed her and placed a knife to her throat. Jimmy Roland, following his mother's instructions, walked outside with a .22-caliber rifle. Seeing the masked man holding his mother, the youngster aimed the gun at the assailant's head and cried, "Turn my mommy loose!" "Put the gun down!" the masked man snapped. Instead, Jimmy Roland cocked it. According to Pottawotomie County Sheriff Paul Abel, "the man apparently thought the boy was going to shoot him. He loosened his grip on Mrs. Roland and she broke away." The assailant fled but was soon captured, along with two accomplices. All were lifelong criminals and predators. Sheriff Abel had nothing but praise for six-year-old Jimmy Roland. "In all likelihood," the sheriff said, "he saved every one of those people's lives...They're just average people who taught their child safety with guns from the time they were real little, because there are guns in that house as there are in most of the houses around here." In a barrio near Compton, California, eighteen miles south of Los Angeles, Hispanics have to fight every day just to survive. According to an Associated Press article, on March 30, 1999, at around noon, two robbers entered the 99 Cents Plus Mini Market. The sixty-two-year-old owner, a grandmother whose name was not released, was working the counter along with a teenage employee. Her twelve-year-old grandson was also in the store. One of the robbers pointed a "machine pistol" at the owner and demanded money from the cash drawer. The teenage employee knocked the gun away, and began struggling with the robber. As they were fighting, Dennis Smith, the second robber, began beating the owner. He knocked the grandmother to the floor and continued to punch her while she was down. Her twelve-year-old grandson grabbed a handgun and fired several shots, hitting Smith four times. He died a few hours later. The other robber escaped. The twelve-year-old was not charged. Juan Zamora, who owns a shop next door, summed up the desperation of those trying to earn an honest living in the barrio. "Always they have troubles because everybody try to steal," he said. "The police come very late. They come after one hour, after three hours, after four hours. Everybody is still afraid. Nobody protects us." Adam Cummins, 38, of Wichita, Kansas, was a diagnosed paranoid schizophrenic. He could function normally at times, then he would snap and become violent. Because of his mental illness, Kathryn Adams, his mother, had raised Cummins' fifteen-year-old daughter. On May 17, 2000, at 10:00 p.m., a visibly agitated Cummins appeared at Adams' home. Having first-hand knowledge of his violent tendencies, she locked the front door and refused to let him inside. Undeterred, he kicked in the door. As the crazed man launched a vicious assault on the terrified woman, Adams yelled for her grand-daughter to "get the gun." In the meantime, Cummins hit Adams several times with a claw hammer, fracturing her skull. As the assault continued, the fifteen-year-old ran to a nightstand in her grandmothers' upstairs bedroom and pulled out a handgun. By this time, Cummins had bludgeoned his mother into unconsciousness. Then he started up the stairs. His daughter met him at the top of the stairs. She fired one shot, striking Cummins in the abdomen, ending the assault. He died a few minutes later. According to a story in the Wichita Eagle, Kathryn Adams remained in critical condition with a fractured skull. Jim McNiece, principal of Northeast Magnet High School, where the girl attended, stated that the school had provided counseling for the traumatized teen. "She has a lot of support from family and friends at school," he said. "She's a nice kid, and is worried about her grandmother. That's where all the attention of the family is focused." Police said that over a long period, Cummins had had many dealings with law enforcement officials and mental health agencies. He had threatened police officers, mental health workers, and his ex-wife (the mother of the fifteen-year-old). For years he had fought with his wife and mother for custody of the girl. The family had tried numerous times to have him institutionalized. On the day he died, he'd called his ex-wife and threatened to kill her. Police credited the fifteen-year-old girl with using appropriate force to stop a vicious assault. Kids and guns. 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A wondrous thing the ducks befell, Their tale is quite unique. Down by a pond dwelt all these ducks, Ten thousand at the least. Their duckish joys were undisturbed By any man or any beast. One day down near the entrance gate, There was an awful din. A hundred hens all out of breath Were begging to come in. "Oh let us in!" these poor birds cried, "Before we do expire!" "Tis only by the merest inch That we escaped the fire!" Their feathers burned, their combs a droop, They were the saddest sight. They'd run a hundred miles or more, All day and then all night. "Come, come in!" the ducks all quacked, "For you our hearts do bleed! We'll share our happy lot with you, Just tell us what you need!" And so these poor bedraggled hens Amongst the ducks moved in. For, after all, the ducks declared, "We're sisters 'neath the skin." Before too many months had passed, The hens were good as new. They sent for all their rooster friends, And these were welcomed too. o please their host, these chickens tried To waddle and to quack. To simulate the duckish ways They quickly learned the knack. This pleased the flock of ducks because It gratified their pride. .....But hear my tale and learn how they Got taken for a ride. The ducks, it seemed, spent all their time In fixing up their place, In growing food and building homes And cleaning every space. They asked the hens what they would do To earn their daily bread. "We'll teach and write and entertain, And buy and sell," they said. And so these hens began to teach The baby ducks and chicks. They traded food and eggs and things, With many clever tricks. They wrote great books & put on shows, Of genius they'd no lack. It wasn't long till chickens owned The Duckville Daily Quack. One day a mother duck who took Her ducklings to the lake, Was flabbergasted when one said, "A swim I will not take!" "Why ducklings always swim!" she gasped, "It's what you're built to do! Like bunnies hop, and crickets chirp, And cows most always moo!" "Your just old fashioned, a fuddy duck, That stuff is all old hat!" "It's wrong for birds to swim; ...besides, It's too cold on my little pratt!" "Oh fie!" the mother duck exclaimed, "You're talking like a fool!" Up quacked the other ducks and said, "He's right! Ms. Hen taught us that in school!" "Such things must stop!" the mother cried, "Those hens can't teach such lies!" "For sheer ingratitude and nerve, I'm sure this takes the prize!" .....But she was wrong, for even then The hens did thump the tub. Demanding they be let into, The Duckville Swimming Club. "But you don't swim!" the ducks all cried, To join, why should you care?" "That's not the point!" the hens replied, "To exclude us isn't fair!" The younger ducks, who'd been to school, Agreed right there and then, "To keep them out is bigotry!" "T'would just be ANTI-HEN...!" Outnumbered by the younger ducks, The old ducks soon did loose; They agreed to let the hens all in, If they would pay the dues. That night the Duckville Daily Quack Contained this banner spread: "Reactionary Ducks Are Licked! DUCKVILLE MOVES AHEAD!" Down at the Duckville Gaiety, The younger set laughed with glee, At cracks about "Old Fuddy' Ducks" In burlesque repartee. Next day the hens were at the club, A petition they'd sent around. They objected to the swimming fund With fury and with sound. "You use our dues to fix the pond, to keep it neat and trim." "And this is wrong," they said, "Because You know we do not swim!" "God help us!" cried a wise old duck, "These chickens have gone mad!" "We'll take this to the court, by George, And justice will be had!" But when they went up to the judge, Imagine their dismay! A CHICKEN-JUDGE decreed that they Had a heavy fine to pay! "Minorities must have their rights!" The judge declared right then. "To use hen's dues to fix the pond Is very ANTI-HEN...!" Once more the Duckville Daily Quack Emblazoned across the page: "Old Foggy Ducks Refuse to See The Great New Coming Age!" In Duckville church on Sunday morn, The preacher spoke these words, "Discrimination's got to stop! Remember we're all birds!" The wisest duck in all the town Sat down in black despair. "I'll write a book," he thought, and then "This madness I will bare!" "Let Swimmers Swim, let Hoppers Hop, Let Each One Go His Way. Let No One Coerce a Fellow Bird!" Was what he had to say. "Twas wrong to force the hens to swim So here's the problem's crux; It's just as bad for hens to try To chicken-ize our ducks!" "I can't print that," the printer said, "Twill put me in a mess!" "My shop is mortgaged to the hens, The chickens own my press!" This worried duck then tried to warn His friends by speech and pen. Young ducks fresh from school just jeered "He's one of those a vicious Anti-Hens...!" Now up the stream a little way Was Gooseville, on the lake. The hens had come to Gooseville too, But the Geese were more awake. When the hens began to spoil the young And Gooseville's laws to flout, The Geese Rose Up in Righteous Wrath And Simply Threw Them Out...!!! Of course, you know where they all ran; On Duckville they converged. "We've got to take these refugees." Was all Duckville's hens had urged. The Duckville Daily Quack declared: "These Geese Will Stop at Naught! "They Plan to Conquer all the World!" "Atrocities They've Wrought!" "That's right!" the young ducks agreed, "We'll help our fellow birds! These Geese have plans to conquer us! .....We've read the Quack's own words!" They let the hens from Gooseville in, The whole bedraggled pack. ..... And every hen took up a job on the Duckville Daily Quack!! When the Duckville mayor's term was up, The Quack put up it's Duck; A vain and stupid duck was he, A veritable ... cluck! But when he praised the wild young ducks, And cursed the evil Geese, The Quack declared he was "all wise," His praise would never cease. The hens chipped in to help this cluck Give grain away for free. The old ducks sadly shook their heads, The writing they could see. And sure enough, this stupid duck, He was elected mayor. >From this point on, The Duckville ducks, They never had a prayer. The Mayor said, "Gooseville must GO!" "We'll wipe them off the map!" While Duckville slept, the scheming hens For Gooseville set the trap. They called the Geese by filthy names; They filled their pond with sticks. They helped the weasels catch the Geese, and other hennish tricks. The Geese got mad and threw the sticks, "It's WAR!" the Quack announced. "We ducks must Fight those evil Geese," "Till they've been soundly trounced!" The ducks (who knew not of the tricks Indulged in by the mayor), Were filled with patriotic zeal, And pitched right in for fair! So when the ducks whipped the Geese, The Mayor called "Retreat!!" "Our HENVILLE friends should really take Gooseville's big main street!" The hens were back in Gooseville now; They starved and beat the Geese. They prayed for "Peace" - but organized The "HENVILLE ARMED POLICE!!!" They drained the Geese's swimming pond, They "De-Goose-ified" their schools; They wrung the Gooseville mayor's neck On lately made-up rules. They formed a council of the hens; "UNITED BIRDS" the name. The other birds who joined the thing Did not perceive the game. No sooner had they set this up, Than they announced their hennish plan: To seize up Swanville as a home For all their hennish clan. They took a vote among the hens, And everyone approved! "Swanville was for HENS!" they said, "Way back, before we moved," And so they kicked the swans all out, With Duckville's help and power And Duckville couldn't understand Why swans, on them turned sour. By this time, Duckville was a mess, The young ducks had all gone mad. They stole and laughed at Truth and Law; They went completely "bad." The hens were selling Loco Weed in every nasty den. But ducks who dared to mention this, Were labeled "ANTI-HEN...!" The hens all preached of "Tolerance," They invoked the "Golden Rule," But they subsidized the indigent, The greedy and the fool. At last the very dumbest ducks Began to smell a rat. "This mayor is no good!" they cried, "And we will soon fix that!" But the hens had planned for even this A candidate they had, Whom even wise old ducks believed Just never could be bad. This Hen-tool duck whipped the Geese, A soldier Duck was he. Although the hens had set him up, The Ducks all thought him free. This Hen-tool got elected, Through ignorance and greed, Through hennish lies in Press & Speech, Through Bribes of "Chicken Feed." The hens now kicked the ducks around Without a blush of shame, Until the mayor ran the town In nothing else but name. They pumped the Duck's pond all dry; They taught the ducks to crow, While duckish numbers dwindled, The hens began to grow. The hens stirred up the happy crows >From out of the piney wood, To Fight to Mix and Marry ducks in the name of "Brotherhood." Things got so bad that fifty ducks, Who knew the days gone by; Took up their wives and children And decided that they'd fly. They flew through storms and tempest; They froze, and many died. But on they drove, until, at last, A lovely lake they spied. They settle down exhausted, But soon went straight to work; To build and clear and cultivate, No danger did they shirk. Now after many years of toil, This little band had grown. The fields around were full of grain >From seeds that they had sown. The first ducks were long since dead; Their struggles long had ceased. Through hard work and suffering, Their joys had been increased. One day down near the entrance gate There was an awful din; A hundred hens, all out of breath, Were begging to come in. "Oh, let us in!" these poor birds cried, "Before we do expire!" "Tis only by the merest inch...." "... ... ... ..." .....This epic really has no end, Because No matter how you fight em, Those HENS'll show up Every Time. 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