Category Archives: The Bill of Rights

Aug24#30

Loosing My Barbarian: Guns, Facebook and the Wearing Down of an Old Man

Aug24#30It’s been a hard weekend on the planet.

Feel like I’ve survived a 15-round bout. These days we don’t fight; we argue on the Internet.

Perhaps that’s civilization creeping up on us, i.e. we don’t “take people out” when we can just as easily — or perhaps more easily — destroy them through the Web. When heavy issues arrive, we’ve got passion in store, just waiting to be applied to the topic of the day.

I made the mistake of assuming I could talk about something as complicated as the Second Amendment in a social media forum, such as this one. What a dumbass, I am.

I lost a friend for a response. I made a spectacle for the spectators. I sounded like a banty rooster talking about things no one wants to discuss until it’s too late to discuss them again. I got offended; it’s kind of hard to offend me, but I got offended.

What am I doing putting myself in such situations? Who pissed in my Cheerios?

I complained that no matter the laws people want to institute, it wouldn’t have stopped what happened this weekend. I was too stupid to realize that no matter my complaints, it won’t change folks’ minds … and still wouldn’t have prevented this weekend’s atrocity.

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Wake Up! America (or what’s left of it)

voteMONTICELLO — A few months ago I decided I would not vote for Barack Obama in 2012; now I have determined no one deserves to stay in their elected post this year.

First, though, I cannot vote for someone who tears down the Bill of Rights.

It’s one of the reasons I HATED George Bush, and I do not use the word HATE lightly. Obama signed HR 347 into law. I cannot “cotton” that. Making it illegal to protest near the president or anyone else with Secret Service protection IS cutting off your nose to spite your face. I tried, really hard, to stick with the man. I cannot do so any longer in good conscience.

I expected Obama to stand on principle, i.e. the Bill of Rights provides the entire foundation of our country’s individual freedoms. He knew when he signed the bill exactly what it would mean. It concerns me more than the economy, more than this flap over giving Mexican gangs guns — a stupid move by both the Bush and Obama administrations — more than Obama basically giving amnesty to illegal immigrants, more than the Republican attack on women and more than the Civil Rights struggle for gay Americans. Without the Bill of Rights, you cannot legally complain about any of that.

So I’ve made up my mind (and counted to three): They all must go.

The corruption starts in the legislature, permeates the executive branch and is codified by the judiciary. I honestly believed Obama would be different from Bush; he is, i.e. he’s more underhanded in implementing this crap. Makes me think we’ll see someone leap in to run against Obama and Romney at the last minute, which will seem like a fixer, but will ultimately turn out to be worse than anyone previously considered. I hope I’m wrong.

It’s a mixture of HR347 and the NDAA that’s scary. Once they get into the Bill of Rights, nothing will keep them from destroying it all. That’s a venerable piece of hemp containing these truths. It’s very fragile, just like our democracy — um, pardon me, republic. It’s the only thing that really keeps us civil when others start claiming the right to invade our bodies and our minds. Without it, them fightin’ words become dyin’ words. They don’t have to restrict a “press” in the hands of so few.

I don’t know of a greater evil than infringing on the Bill of Rights. Mixing religion and politics may be evil, but if we don’t have the Bill of Rights, it doesn’t matter if we think so. When they attack any of the Bill of Rights — free speech, religion, protest, owning guns, speedy trial by an impartial jury, no self-incrimination or mandatory housing of soldiers, no unreasonable search and seizure, no double jeopardy, no excessive bail, no cruel and unusual punishment, states granted rights not reserved for federal government and no one right having precedence over another — they attack it ALL. I cannot/will not stomach that.

The whole system needs an overhaul. I’ve decided to vote third party nationally; the other two are a joke. We won’t have true change until the duopoly breaks. When we keep choosing between the lesser of two evils, should we ever be surprised that they’re still evil?

They’re all to blame. I haven’t figure where my presidential vote goes yet, but it won’t be to the Republicans or the Democrats, who both seem set on destroying the Republic in favor of fascism.

I encourage you to vote if you’re taking the time to keep up. If not, please stay home rather than blindly give your vote to someone who does not have the nation’s best interests in his heart.

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Suite: Occupy Little Rock

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Arkansas’ State Capitol reflects in a button worn by a protester. (Photo by Sitton)

Movement the First: To Protest or Not

It started with a spark.

A Canadian spark no less, when the Adbusters Media Foundation came up with an idea to Occupy Wall Street. That spark started the occupation in Liberty Plaza Park Sept. 17, America’s Constitution Day.

At first, few paid attention. But the movement gathered steam and the spark spread to cities across the country and then around the world.

During the time of year normally reserved for the state fair, the spark made it to the Natural State.

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I stayed up too late Friday night with one of my best friends. He would leave Saturday morning for three weeks of drill with the Arkansas National Guard, which has orders to be ready to go to Afghanistan at a moment’s notice … they just don’t know when they’re going. He’s already been to Iraq twice and would just as soon not see the site of America’s longest war.

I’d told him I’d planned to go to the march, to which he retorted, “As a participant or to cover it?” I hadn’t actually decided yet. So he asked me what was the goal, since he’d heard it was just a bunch of rich kids camping out in New York. Why weren’t they in D.C. instead, if they wanted to fix something with the government?

As I explained, it’s not the government. When 9/11 happened, where did they aim first? At corporate America. That was a terrorist act; this seemed to be something more.

We spent the evening debating whether a protest would actually work. I suggested if I marched in protest, my personal reasons would be to end the Federal Reserve and to get the military out of Afghanistan. Needless to say, we kept it up long after we needed to go to bed.

As I lay down and set my alarm, I noticed it was nearly 2 a.m.  That 9 a.m. start would come early.

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Disturbed

NORTH LITTLE ROCK — Let me explicitly state how disturbed it makes me that the U.S. Supreme Court deliberately broke the Bill of Rights.

In an 8-1 decision — 8-1! — the Supreme Court ruled the police may break into your home and conduct a warrantless search if they “hear” something that leads them to suspect the evidence is being hidden or destroyed. What the FUCK!

I typically try to keep my blog family friendly, but I don’t have a better word for that.

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Lawyers, Guns and Money?

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“Needs Coffee”
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NORTH LITTLE ROCK — If you didn’t notice the hubbub following the Arizona shootings, you must live in a cave (Hello Mr. bin Laden!). [No, really Mr. NSA/DOJ/FBI/CIA ... I meant that as a joke! Really!!] I digress.

Hank Williams Jr. reminds me the shyt will hit the fan whenever discussing this but I cannot help myself. I’ll only pause for a little shameless self-promotion:

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And now back to the regularly scheduled programming …

Walking into the living room before they brought Leroy home, I immediately noticed my shotguns laying across the chair. Someone went diggin’ to get those out. I saw them last when they went into the gun case as I had no place to keep them in an apartment upon returning to Arkansas.

We grew up in a small arsenal. Dad kept weapons from the bedroom to the bookshelf. Before he installed a security system and bought a gun safe, he would meticulously scan every inch of the house before leaving, checking every window latch, every door lock, every hideaway.

I thought it odd until the day the .38 came up missing.

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