Or rather MY libertarian conundrum!
I’m generally a libertarian (small L), politically and philosophically. Want to MAKE me do something as a function of government? I don’t think so. (conscript me, tax me w/o representation, ad infinitum). Want to believe something different than me? Sure – have at it! Believe in Krishna or The Flying Spaghetti Monster, or nothing. I don’t care.
Just don’t knock on my door demanding I believe as you, with or without the force of government behind you!
I respect your right to think and act and believe differently, as long as you leave me to do the same. Period.
Now comes the conundrum -
I tend to be isolationist. If one tribe or political party in far off Boogaboogastan wants to kill another tribe or political party, it’s no skin off my nose. As long as it doesn’t affect me. Or the National interest. (whatever THAT is!)
BUT, what if I had this opinion (and had been alive) during WWII? What if The United States did? Would we all be speaking German or Japanese now? (Those of us who are alive?)
In short, what is in keeping with libertarian principles, but allows us to have our National Security and Sovereignty and be able to look ourselves in the mirror?
Do our National Principles apply only to us? And if not, to whom, and when?
A partial sampling:
|2014.08.31||Iraq||Ramadi||37||38||Thirty-seven Iraqis are reduced to pulp by a Shahid suicide bomber.|
|2014.08.31||Yemen||Shabwa||6||2||Two Shahid suicide bombers take out a half-dozen human beings.|
|2014.08.30||Afghanistan||Jalalabad||6||33||A Shahid suicide bomber disassembles six other people.|
|2014.08.30||Nigeria||Borno||14||215||Boko Haram militants spray machine-gun fire into villages while yelling praises to Allah. At least fourteen are killed.|
|2014.08.28||Thailand||Pattani||1||2||Muslim terrorists murder a teacher with a bomb.|
Should we have gone into Iraq initially? I won’t debate that, because the fact is we did. And we then left.
hundreds thousands are paying for our having done so.
A libertarian tenet is WE ARE NOT THE WORLD’S POLICEMAN. We cannot afford to be, and we are not going to make everyone believe as we do.
It would be great if we could just leave others alone to their own Destiny. Or Hell. Pick one.
Then look in the mirror the next morning.
Yeah, it’s a song title, above.
Sometimes, I get down on myself, because I once had a wife, a daughter, a home, a ‘career’.
No wife, no daughter, no ‘career’ (I’m disabled). I DO
have share a home, though.
And that’s my point.
Living Freedom recently had a posting entitled
It mentioned traits of folks down-on-their-luck who, if they are not thriving, do more than just survive.
I could have been worse off than I am. I lost my home as my income decreased, and a good friend took me in.
But, that’s not my point.
MY POINT IS I’M GRATEFUL FOR HER HAVING DONE SO!
Certainly, I wish things could be different. It would be nice to have a wife, to have my daughter back. To have my house back. To have the income I once had.
But, not being a child, I know wishing doesn’t make it so.
So (most days) I choose GRATITUDE!
Bill Thompson RIP
When my family moved to The Valley of The Sun (on the hottest day of the year in 1956), I was 3 1/2 years old. We had just missed Elvis’ June 9 concert at the Rodeo Grounds – something my then 12 year old sister bemoaned for years.
We had ONE black & white television, with an aerial on the roof. There were FOUR television channels – NBC, CBS, ABC affiliates and the local channel, 5 (then KPHO).
KPHO had lots of schlocky TV of the period – mid-day movies to entertain the long-suffering housewives while they were doing laundry in the sweltering weather, game shows, and ONE show of particular interest to the children, like me.
IT’S WALLACE? was a spin-off of the earlier Gold Dust Charlie local kid’s show, starring Wallace Sneed (Bill Thompson). He did vaudevillian schtick between running cartoons like Popeye and Bugs Bunny. Soon, the college-kid cameraman (Ladimir Kwaitakowski) came to the front of the camera to act with Bill in skits and they performed topical humor for the kids between cartoons.
Eventually IT’S WALLACE became WALLACE & LADMO. And a legendary television show was born.
You can have your BOZOs, UNCLE ALs and SOUPY SALES. WALLACE & LADMO (in it’s various incarnations) was the longest-running children’s variety and cartoon show, from 1954 to 1989.
Bill Thompson WALLACE was the head writer. They mugged for charities, performed live shows on weekends, marched in parades and supported local police and fire departments, and hospitals.
And made us laugh.
In his private life (what little he had), Bill was a Civil War reenactor.
We lost Ladmo in 1994.
And they essentially gave their entire adult lives to entertaining children in Arizona.
You will be missed, Bill. Hope you and Lad are yucking it up and getting the rest you both so richly deserve! :-(
courtesy of Stately McDaniel Manor…
REMEMBER ERIK SCOTT?
July 10, 2014, the fourth anniversary of the murder of West Point graduate Erik Scott by three panicky Las Vegas Metro police officers at the Summerlin Costco. For those that loved Scott, it’s an inexpressibly sad day. It’s also a sad day for those that love justice.
If you remember, know that the investigation by concerned citizens continues.
And keep a good thought for the family.
Over here in the States we have been following every day the story of the kidnapped & murdered teens Eyal Yifrach, 19; Gilad Shaar, 16; and Naftali Frenkel, also 16 – it is horrific – words cannot express . . . our deepest and sincerest sympathies to their families, and the greater family of the State of Israel . . . S.L.(Sean Linneane)
REMEMBER Schwerner, Goodman and Chaney?
Michael Schwerner, Andrew Goodman, and James Chaney are killed by a Ku Klux Klan lynch mob near Meridian, Mississippi. The three young civil rights workers were working to register black voters in Mississippi, thus inspiring the ire of the local Klan. The deaths of Schwerner and Goodman, white Northerners and members of the Congress of Racial Equality (CORE), caused a national outrage. (The KKK kills three civil rights activists – June 21, 1964)
For some reason, these two events connected for me. Maybe it’s that they were young (The KKK murder victims were a little older than those in Israel). Maybe it’s the senselessness of it all.
Violence in war is sanitized for our consumption; when young people die, though, when seen as individuals, it touches our hearts.
May God Bless all their memories.
Beginning in South Africa, and emigrating to the United States, he was a range officer @ Jeff Cooper’s Gunsite, before striking out on his own with Yavapai Firearms Academy.
No word yet as to what happened.
h/t Tamara Keel, Facebook
It was two years ago today…
Time flies (and all that)
I miss you, brother.
Take time today to hold those you love close, and tell them you love them! Because you never know…
I’ve recounted here before how the JFK assassination changed the direction of my life. The short version is with a family history in law enforcement, and being a 6th Grader interested in being a cop at the time of the assassination, I was primed to evolve into an investigations career. I spent many years as a private investigator and researcher, and have made a lifetime study of this crime.
I was fortunate enough to visit Dealy Plaza on November 22, 1992 (the 29th Anniversary) and to meet and speak with Jean Hill (The Lady in Red) and Penn Jones, Jr. (Forgive My Grief), as well as to walk the crime scene and take photographs. Along with about 300 others that day.
My understanding is the City of Dallas is selling tickets (!) for the capacity crowd today. Crime scene as tourist trap (see Ford’s Theatre).
There are those who believe The Warren Report as gospel, that Oswald acted alone; and those who believe the FBI, Secret Service, CIA, Army Intelligence, anti-Castro Cubans, pro-Castro Cubans, the military industrial complex, Lyndon Johnson and the entire road cast of Cats are responsible. Or some amalgamation, thereof.
My best guess, based on the physical evidence, is there was more than one assassin. As to the puppetmasters, pick-a-card. Certainly there are many accessories-after-the-fact who participated in obfuscation to cover their own incompetence, at the very least. And perhaps elements of them were compartmentalized conspiratorial elements before the crime. We’ll probably never know.
Hell, they still question whether or not Napoleon was poisoned, and the official Secret Service account of Lincoln’s killing neglects to mention his co-conspirators. It’s neater that way.
Some things to ponder:
The United States is promoted to the rest of the World as a beacon of liberty and not a banana republic. At least it used to be. Between Fourth Amendment abusers (like the TSA, NSA et al)
sometimes I wonder. And we should be able to protect the Chief Executive, or minimally determine what happened to him if we were unable to do so.
Not doing so is contrary to what’s left of this Constitutional Republic.
h/t Jean Hill, Penn Jones, Jr., Harold Weisberg, House Select Committee on Assassinations, et al
(and Happy Birthday to Dave the
Genius Mechanic! And many more, my friend!)
Wait! Aren’t we supposed to be distracted by the pending war in Syria and Honey Boo-Boo? They are similar, ya know.
Twelve years ago, and it truly does seem like yesterday. And it’s only been a year and a quarter ago ‘we’ (actually, the spec ops guys) got Bin Laden (May 2, 2011). We’re not done, yet.
Global War On Terror, sorry ‘Overseas Contingency Operation.’ continues. Kinda, sorta.
We need to remember who we are. Or have we devolved into a different nation, one who treats international terrorist war criminals with Miranda Rights, instead of military tribunals. You know, as we do during WARS?
I’m a libertarian. But just like I believe in the right and the duty for me to defend myself, I believe in the right and the duty for the Nation to defend herself, as well.
We can’t force everyone into becoming a Constitutional Republic. But, we can kill and capture warriors on the side of evil to protect OUR Constitutional Republic.
It’s our right and our duty. I hope we’ve not forgotten that.
I loved the personas this man brought to the screen. One of my all-time-favorite TV shows is Michael Mann’s Crime Story, wherein Farina played incorruptible cop Lt. Michael Torello in 1960s Chicago. He carried a 1911 Colt with the grip safety held down by a stack of rubber bands!
He had homes in Arizona, and his home town, and I missed meeting him once, by that much. One of my regular haunts used to be a gun store in central Phoenix. I also worked there part time. One day I sauntered in, and the crew advised me Dennis Farina and a pal had just been in the store! I was 10 minutes late!
Fortunately, I’ve an autographed photo, somewhere. Sadly, it’s not signed to me.
You’ll be missed, sir. Time to break out the Crime Story DVDs – which I’ve largely memorized.