Wednesday, October 7, 2015

POV DENVER


Recently went to Denver for a few days, The Brocker is thrilled. She grew up here, worked and dated and married the guy, father of her kids, so forth.

Saccharine tune, best I can do for the text. This represents the dream rather than the reality of Denver. No pix of bums sleeping on the steam vents, no fear vibes or thunder of hooves. 

 


We stayed downtown at a Holiday Inn, and walked around all the old streets, places where she worked; went to the neighborhood where she lived, in the projects (she grew up in a poor family, not much money, one year a neighbor gave her a winter coat since she didn't have one). "Oh, look, there's the theater where I worked" (or at least the facade, turned into retail shops now) and she is amazed at how the city has dumped all the old three story bldgs, put up twenty story glass and steel office towers. Sad in a way, look at the brickwork of the old ones: ornate, easy to look at, back when craftsmanship was the norm, not something you have to pay premium to get. Blow it all out, gone the heart, the soul of the place and sterile monoliths in place of.

Take on Denver: city trying hard to be alive, the capitol of Colorado, doing OK, alive and well in spite of current conditions. Observed the workers, service types like clerks, waiters, counter help. I picked up on the same vibe as Cali, scared, a level of fear and worry not quite concealed. They all know, can feel actually something is going on and it is wrong. Sense of impending doom, hear the thunder of hooves over the horizon, so forth. These entry-level workers commute from outskirts where the rents are cheap, an hour out, must wear nice clothes for the job and after all is said and done they break even. The girls wearing nice stuff, the skirts and the shoes, just to sell mittens in the mall, guys in suits to clerk at an insurance office. But grateful just to have a job. Oh, and been at entry-level wages for two, three years now. Don't diss the boss or out on the street and others walking over 'em to get the job. 

I am so grateful I had a good-paying tech job. And living in southern NM, wear jeans and flannel shirts, clean or dirty don't matter. Just kept the paychecks rolling in, thank you. I would not live in a large urban area if you held a gun to my head. Pull the trigger, I wouldn't care, I ain't going there. What I see of rural Colorado is same as Cali, same as anywhere. The farm and ranch, the small towns will fare better than the hives. At least there is chance to gather food and stay warm. The cities, there is a fear vibe running close to the surface.

It was a good vacation. For The Brocker, she keeps connected to the past, those parts that hold good memories for her, she is a keeper, witness friends for 50-60 years. For me, a break from reality, surreal, managing the logistics of travel and getting around in foreign, if not hostile locations. And being with The Brocker in her joy. When she is happy I am well pleased. It rubs off ya know. I don't know how you are but if left up to me I would not travel much. Stay around home, do small things for pleasure. I don't need to see the Rockies on the horizon, so forth. The Brocker, she pulls me out into the larger world and allows me to enjoy things I would not otherwise do. It is good for me even if I don't feel the need for it. Y'know, I feel the fear too, the doom is not going away. Something is happening and it will not be good. When bad things happen there is no place like home. Home, wherever and however that manifests itself.

Ah well, I guess I might as well eat and enjoy. There will be plenty of time to be hungry later on. Return on Sunday, I like driving so these trips do hold pleasure for me if just in that. Back home Monday and I bet I haven't missed much. Perhaps a blog or two from the trip but as you may have read from Remus, for a thinking man this blog stuff gets stale. Cartoons, music, goofy stuff does it for me. I guess that's why there were so many comedy movies in the 30s. They lived wretched lives, they went to the movies to escape. Heck, even nickel beers and the local polka band was better than documentary looks at how the world is tumbling.

Alright, some grit, wash away the sweetness of it all. This is life, after all, not Disney. Oh, and Chicago is not filling up with metrosexuals the way Denver is. Hard to take pansies in flannel shirts.  

 

 



Tuesday, October 6, 2015

NICE POV, chill the Cali vibes





I confess, I get weirded out when I am in California. The land of milk and honey it ain't, not for me. More like acid laced with belladonna. If you've tried it you know what I'm talking about; if you have never tried it, don't. Nobody needs psychedelic skulls with dancing maggots coming out the eye sockets.


Philistine soothed me with this email post. Not bad for an art director, uh?

 "People become conditioned to the mass. Like an anthill. Lots of Californians came from other places, yet, they become accustomed to the hive, most thrive. The place has a buzz to it that is very human. Does it occur to you that perhaps we were designed to operate in many modes? Singly or in a hive, a human is a Civilization of One. This is a question for anthropologists because to my mind, a 10 million strong village is not natural, or is it? Something in us allows this mode of operation. Drive out to a country cabin and listen to the crickets and hawk wings, you've instantly adjusted to Single mode. We are much more than we think we are, here and now, and perhaps in the distant past.

 "I've been thinking about this lately. We define progress as roads, wires, computers, etc. But the Mayans needed only math and good mason skills and some sonic know-how to create temples where the geometry amplified the tones, the hypnotic phased tones, of the priest. Stones pointed at the sky in just the right places to make a multi-thousand year calendar. Other tribes all over doing the same kind of stuff. Egypt, India, China. It's all over. They had roads and farms and doctors.. and what else?

 "Just because we've been tied to the copper wire and combustion engine doesn't mean that's the only way. Tesla knew this, many others have too. Abundant energy is all that is required for a stable society. They are starting to figure out now that the pyramids in Egypt served as giant electric batteries, among other things. But they have the clear evidence of acids and metals and pos/neg electrodes and conduits running the length width and height of the structure. Why such a big battery, in such a building? My point is what we call advanced is perhaps barbaric really, others have done it more beautifully and gracefully. Of course, where are they now? Look around. When you see a Mestizo Mexican you are looking at an Atlantean.
  "And time and dust consumes all eventually. Our toys will disintegrate and one day people will wonder about our stone works and giant batteries. Our most advanced things are the quickest to fade, this has to have been true for all time."



Monday, October 5, 2015

CALI VACATION

Sometimes me and the missus take vacation time in California. NorCal with family and SoCal with friends. Must be the air here, maybe proximity to ocean or sea level altitude, but things is different here. Back in New Mexico there is an almost grinding connection to reality but here, here is not tethered to anything solid.


NorCal the folks are blissfully unaware of any impending danger. Rainbow coalition and organic food can take the edge off real quick. The sheep are grazing unaware of any wolf pack circling. Latest eye makeup, lease payments on the beemer, never ever wear the same shirt twice. This area will serve as a buffer zone, a feeding stop when SHTF and the zombies attempt to move northward. My advice to Oregon and the border towns, blow the bridges first thing.





SoCal is kinda the same but with more edge. The airy fairy types stay out of the way, don't go out after dark; the hard boys, they run at periscope depth 24/7. Under the radar but always in strike position. 



I dunno, guys like me, we got the SA, we can see things that others miss. Might call it paranoid, I call it staying alive.









Oh, there is one thing that is essential for a Cali vacation. Well, maybe a couple things, like always keep sight of land, stay away from crowds, don't breath too much.

Ok, the one thing ya need is moola. Spondooli. The, ah, do re mi

 



not a bad song for a commie, uh?

Friday, October 2, 2015

ROSH HASHANAH - JEWISH NEW YEAR

 sunset October 2 – nightfall October 4 this year.    I hope.

Israel has been sold out by all of its so-called allies, including any NATO countries and especially The United States.

The Jews are God's chosen people. What happens to them will affect the rest of the world.

I learned about Judaism from my second wife, born of Montreal Jewish parents.

The Old Testament of the Bible tells you all you need to know about God's chosen people.






Thanks to Wikipedia for this essay on Rosh Hashana.

Rosh Hashanah (Hebrew: ראש השנה), (literally "head of the year"), is the Jewish New Year. It is the first of the High Holidays or Yamim Noraim ("Days of Awe"), celebrated ten days before Yom Kippur. Rosh Hashanah is observed on the first two days of Tishrei, the seventh month of the Hebrew calendar. It is described in the Torah as יום תרועה (Yom Teru'ah, a day of sounding [the Shofar]).
Rosh Hashanah marks the start of a new year in the Hebrew calendar (one of four "new year" observances that define various legal "years" for different purposes as explained in the Mishnah and Talmud). It is the new year for people, animals, and legal contracts. The Mishnah also sets this day aside as the new year for calculating calendar years and sabbatical (shmita) and jubilee (yovel) years. Jews believe Rosh Hashanah represents either figuratively or literally the creation of the World, or Universe. However, according to one view in the Talmud, that of R. Eleazar, Rosh Hashanah commemorates the creation of man, which entails that five days earlier, the 25 of Elul, was the first day of creation of the Universe.




The Mishnah, the core text of Judaism's oral Torah, contains the first known reference to Rosh Hashanah as the "day of judgment." In the Talmud tractate on Rosh Hashanah it states that three books of account are opened on Rosh Hashanah, wherein the fate of the wicked, the righteous, and those of an intermediate class are recorded. The names of the righteous are immediately inscribed in the book of life, and they are sealed "to live." The middle class are allowed a respite of ten days, until Yom Kippur, to repent and become righteous; the wicked are "blotted out of the book of the living forever."
In Jewish liturgy Rosh Hashanah is described as "the day of judgment" (Yom ha-Din) and "the day of remembrance" (Yom ha-Zikkaron). Some midrashic descriptions depict God as sitting upon a throne, while books containing the deeds of all humanity are opened for review, and each person passing in front of Him for evaluation of his or her deeds. The Talmud provides three central ideas behind the day:
"The Holy One said, 'on Rosh Hashanah recite before Me [verses of] Sovereignty, Remembrance, and Shofar blasts (malchuyot, zichronot, shofrot): Sovereignty so that you should make Me your King; Remembrance so that your remembrance should rise up before Me. And through what? Through the Shofar.' (Rosh Hashanah 16a, 34b)" This is reflected in the prayers composed by the classical rabbinic sages for Rosh Hashanah found in all machzorim where the theme of the prayers is the strongest theme is the "coronation" of God as King of the universe in preparation for the acceptance of judgments that will follow on that day, symbolized as "written" into a Divine book of judgments, that then hang in the balance for ten days waiting for all to repent, then they will be "sealed" on Yom Kippur. The assumption is that everyone was sealed for life and therefore the next festival is Sukkot (Tabernacles) that is referred to as "the time of our joy" (z'man simchateinu).




The fate of Israel rests upon God's will.

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Thursday, October 1, 2015

JOHNSONS


JOHNSONS

“The Johnson Family” or "Johnsons" was a turn-of-the-century expression to designate good bums and thieves. It was elaborated into a code of conduct. A Johnson honors his obligations. His word is good and he is a good man to do business with. A Johnson minds his own business. He is not a snoopy, self-righteous, troublemaking person. A Johnson will give help when help is needed. He will not stand by while someone is drowning or trapped in a burning car."
 


In contrast to the honorable world of hobos and criminals, Burroughs describes a type of person known simply as a `Shit.’ Unlike the Johnsons, Shits are obsessed with minding other’s business. They are the town busy body, the preacher, the lawman. Shits are incapable of taking the honorable road of each-to-his-own. Burroughs describes the situation in his essay “My Own Business” thus:

This world would be a pretty easy and pleasant place to live in if everybody could just mind his own business and let others do the same. But a wise old black faggot said to me years ago: `Some people are shits, darling.” I was never able to forget it.

 A term that appears regularly in the later works of William S. Burroughs. The Johnson Family is a late 19th century expression referring to 'honorable' members of the American underclass - typically hobos and small-time criminals such as petty thieves. Johnsons may defy the laws and conventions of society, but adhere to an implicit code of conduct that is essentially laissez faire.

“In this world of shabby rooming houses, furtive gray figures in dark suits, hop joints and chili parlors the Johnson Family took shape as a code of conduct. To say someone is a Johnson means he keeps his word and honors his obligations. He's a good man to have on your team. He is not a malicious, snooping, interfering self-righteous trouble making person.” - The Place of Dead Roads (1983)
"Salt Chunk Mary" had all the "nos" and none of them ever meant "yes". She named a price heavy and cold as a cop's blackjack on a winter night and that was it. She didn't name another. Mary didn't like talk and she didn't like talkers. She received and did business in the kitchen. And she kept it in a sugar bowl. Nobody thought about that. Her cold grey eyes would have seen the thought and maybe something goes wrong on the next lay John Citizen come up with a load of 00 into your soft and tenders or Johnny Law just happens by. She sat there and heard. When you spread the gear out on her kitchen table she already knows where you sloped it. She looks at the gear and a price falls out heavy and cold and her mouth closes and stays shut. If she doesn't want to do business she just wraps the gear up and shoves it back across the table and that is that. Mary keeps a blue coffee pot and a pot of salt pork and beans always on the wood stove. When you fall in she gets up without a word and puts a mug of coffee and plate of salt chunk in front of you. You eat and then you talk business.
 
The Place of Dead Roads, Burroughs 'frontier' novel (the second in his Western Lands trilogy), was originally titled The Johnson Family, and explores the notion and nature of the Johnson (waggish critics might suggest at this point that the whole body of Burroughs' work is somewhat Johnson-obsessed). He aligns the Johnson Family against the authoritarian and dishonest, their natural enemies - in their ultimate form, the rulers of the planet.



 













How to be a Johnson

To paraphrase a good envelope of mine, you may already be a Johnson! The situation is: via the doctrine of live and let live, Johnsons cooperate, and their hidden, intangible - and so unbreakable - society is founded on that cooperation. It is not necessary for the Johnson Family to meet once a month at Holiday Inn to discuss their agenda and schedule. Johnsons know what needs to be done and they will do it when the time comes. An unjust law will not deter a Johnson. The Nova Police will not deter a Johnson. The correct path of action is clear; even those who block the path know it is correct.

Think: What Would Johnsons Do? Asks Burroughs, "Which side are you on?"

 



Wednesday, September 30, 2015

WE ARE NORMAL



Growing evidence suggests that all is not what it appears to be around us. I'm not talking about kozmik events. I am talking about right down here in our mundane mediocre little lives. Every day and all around us ... like a cheese sandwich.
 

  


The normalcy bias, or normality bias, is a mental state people enter when facing a disaster. It causes people to underestimate both the possibility of a disaster and its possible effects

In thinking of recent events, and discussions with friends, I think there are a few hurdles that normalcy bias has built that are nothing more than sand castles.

 

 First rule of conspiracy denial:

"A lot of people would have to know; it's impossible!"

Response: So what? Lots of people knew about Pearl Harbor, they even came out and have been published. Nobody cares/believes/is told the truth despite the well-known information regarding the advanced warning we got. Time has a way with these things.

 Lots of people know about what happened to the USS Liberty. Have the stories of the actual sailors and naval command personnel ever really been told? Only to people who care to do research; the general public is simply never shown. So the truth can hide in plain sight despite all the testimony.

Lots of people knew what was going down on 9-11: namely 20 or so hijackers and their support, which is likely 2x to 10x the number of actors. So the idea that deep support, i.e. lots of help, is a reason to discount some theories doesn't hold water. In the case of 9-11, the very act as officially documented itself constituted a massive conspiracy. The official explanation is just as wild as any so-called conspiracy. 

In the case of the Lusitania, only one person really needed to know, the spy who phoned that one in, and the dozens of others until a lucky U-boat sealed the deal. If any upper management was involved, did they need to know what was going on? No, just that an operative needed to provide info on ships carrying munitions. Segmentation can also make "wide knowledge" unnecessary, and thereby an invalid candidate for denial.

The explanation for most of these things is, yes, we really are that dumb. It's the most likely answer to all of them. Doesn't mean that a plan was not hatched and carried out. Doesn't mean an official story was sold, probably to save face in most cases, but those are conspiracies all on their own. Maybe if the people in power could admit a huge screw-up, then a cover up wouldn't be necessary. So to circle back to the top, is a conspiracy theory just another form of normalcy bias?
Would one rather believe that evil is responsible instead of incompetence as a way of preserving their own shallow existence?

 One cannot win if pure evil is in charge. Forever tilting at windmills fills the heart with purpose!
 
 
Next chapter: "Nobody would ever do that to their own people" fallacy exposed...

We are normal, and we want our freedom.



Tuesday, September 29, 2015

MY GARAND


As promised here I have more about M1 Garands. I recently picked one up and finally have it fixed up the way I want it. It was made in 1943 and went through WWII, Europe or Pacific I don’t know. It was lend-leased to the Danish military some years ago. The CMP brought many back when the Danes turned them in and I bought mine through them. It is in good shape mechanically, a new barrel, and the Danish replaced any worn parts with milspec parts supplied by Beretta. Oh, yes, Beretta is the oldest firearms maker in the world and they make many fine weapons besides the anemic M9 service pistol. So I have an arsenal rebuilt rifle that is in excellent condition.























 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The wood stock was another story. After so many years and certainly seeing some hard combat the stock was pretty rough. The Danes replaced the walnut butt stock with one of birch. It fit good but birch is not a pretty wood. So I replaced the upper and lower hand guards and found a decent butt stock. All the wood was stripped and several coats of boiled linseed oil were applied.














 



(That was the way the military did their stocks, with the linseed oil). I put it all together last week and took it to the range. She shoots sweet.



































There is a certain mystique to an M1. General Patton said of it: “The M1 is the greatest battle implement ever devised”. It is the weapon primarily associated with WWII and the winning thereof. In the Korean conflict the M1 was the only weapon reliable under such extreme cold conditions. Honor guards still use them for parades and drill teams. You have seen my other rifles and while they are fine weapons, shoot good, function well, so forth, they do not come close to being warm, they do not have any persona.



































My M1 may not be the rifle I go to if the SHTF but it is the favorite of all my weapons. It is the one I connect with. She is the one closest to my heart.

Monday, September 28, 2015

IT'LL COME TO YA

I don't have anything to say about anything. I am in quiet mode lately, standing at the back of the room, kind of in the shadows, watching. Just watching. My thoughts are not blue-sky-apple-pie. I probably ought to just be quiet.

Uh, yeah, so?


 I have posted some articles that are spiritual, mostly uplifting - but I am thinking about the End Times more and more. Go and contemplate the four horsemen.

I suppose I should follow my own advice. It is free, and worth every penny.  

 

I offer up more tunes, none of which you want to be humming on your way in to work.





What goes around comes around. You reap what you sew as it says in the Good book.




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Sunday, September 27, 2015

MASTER BUILDERS

Freemasons can be found in government, the military, science, and architecture.


The Mount Rushmore National Memorial is a sculpture carved into the granite face of Mount Rushmore (Lakota Sioux name: Six Grandfathers) near Keystone, South Dakota, in the United States. Sculpted by Danish-American Gutzon Borglum and his son, Lincoln Borglum, Mount Rushmore features 60-foot (18 m) sculptures of the heads of four United States presidents: George Washington (1732–1799), Thomas Jefferson (1743–1826), Theodore Roosevelt (1858–1919), and Abraham Lincoln (1809–1865). The entire memorial covers 1,278.45 acres (5.17 km2) and is 5,725 feet (1,745 m) above sea leve




















Mount Rushmore has Masonic connections. Two of the presidents on Mount Rushmore are Masons, Washington and Roosevelt.

Gutzon Borglum, who was the sculptor of the Mount Rushmore National Memorial, and his son Lincoln Borglum were Freemasons. Following the death of his father, Lincoln Borglum was assigned the task of completing the Mount Rushmore Memorial.

Gutzon Borglum was raised in Howard Lodge #35 in New York City and served as its Master in 1910-1911. Lincoln Borglum was raised in Battle River Lodge #92 Hermosa, South D
akota"
 
 
Situated at the entrance of New York Harbor stands one of the most important symbols of American liberty... The Statue of Liberty.
 
 



 
 

 

 

 
 











  It was a gift from the French people to the United States as a token of mutual friendship.  Its designer, a Freemason, was Brother Frederic A. Bartholdi (1834-1904) who conceived its design while on a visit to America.  As his ship sailed into New York, Bartholdi had a vision of a woman standing on a pedestal, holding a torch and welcoming immigrants to a new life in a free land.  Along with Brother Bartholdi, Brother Gustave Eiffel was also responsible for the statue.  Brother Eiffel designed and built the frame work which holds the copper sheeting in place.

  Frederic Bartholdi was one of the early members of Lodge Alsace-Lorraine, Paris (Oct. 14, 1875) which was composed of prominent intellectuals, writers and government representatives. 

 
 

 

Saturday, September 26, 2015

HOUSE OF TOAST

Some humor. Laughter is good medicine.

Life is a comedy to those that think, a tragedy to those that feel. I am a thinker, so I laugh. If you can't laugh at other people, who can you laugh at? Sometimes I laugh at myself.



Bob and Ray are funny guys. Rather droll.












Thursday, September 24, 2015

A LINE IN THE SAND


















The situation is worse now than when I originally posted this article.

If you view this particular post and jump to "aha, racist" then you  would be missing the point, in major denial, don't waste my time. Go occupy something. We need to stand up against things that are wrong. Too much tolerance and anarchy will reign.





I got this over the electron waves, (there are some links at the bottom of the article) some gal reporter who will not make it very far until she learns to do the mainstream dance looked into the question:

 What if 20 Million Illegal Aliens Vacated America ?

I, Tina Griego, journalist for the Denver Rocky Mountain News wrote a column titled, "Mexican Visitor's Lament".
I interviewed Mexican journalist Evangelina Hernandez while visiting Denver last week. Hernandez said, "illegal aliens pay rent, buy groceries, buy clothes. What Happens to your country's economy if 20 million people go away?" Hmmm, I thought, what would happen?

So I did my due diligence, buried my nose as a reporter into the FACTS I found below.

It's a good question it deserves an honest answer. Over 80% of Americans demand secured borders and illegal immigration stopped. But what would happen if all 20 million or more vacated America ? The answers I found may surprise you!

In California , if 3.5 million illegal aliens moved back to Mexico,it would leave an extra $10.2 billion to spend on overloaded school systems, bankrupt hospitals and overrun prisons. It would leave highways cleaner, safer and less congested. Everyone could understand one another as English became the dominant language again.

In Colorado , 500,000 illegal migrants, plus their 300,000 kids and grandchilds would move back 'home', mostly to Mexico . That would save Colorado an estimated $2 billion (other experts say $7 billion) annually in taxes that pay for schooling, medical, social-services and incarceration costs. It means 12,000 gang members would vanish out of Denver alone.
Colorado would save more than $20 million in prison costs, and the terror that those 7,300 alien criminals set upon local citizens. Denver Officer Don Young and hundreds of Colorado victims would not have suffered death, accidents, rapes and other crimes by illegals.

Denver Public Schools would not suffer a 67% dropout/flunk rate because of thousands of illegal alien students speaking 41 different languages. At least 200,000 vehicles would vanish from our grid locked cities in Colorado . Denver 's 4% unemployment rate would vanish as our working poor would gain jobs at a living wage.

In Florida , 1.5 million illegals would return the Sunshine State back to America , the rule of law, and English.

In Chicago, Illinois , 2.1 million illegals would free up hospitals, schools, prisons and highways for a safer, cleaner and more crime-free experience.

If 20 million illegal aliens returned 'home', the U.S. Economy would return to the rule of law. Employers would hire legal American citizens at a living wage. Everyone would pay their fair share of taxes because they wouldn't be working off the books. That would result in an additional $401 Billion in IRS income taxes collected annually, and an equal amount for local, state and city coffers.

No more push '1' for Spanish or '2' for English. No more confusion in American schools that now must contend with over 100 languages that degrade the educational system for American kids. Our overcrowded schools would lose more than two million illegal alien kids at a cost of billions in ESL and free breakfasts and lunches.

We would lose 500,000 illegal criminal alien inmates at a cost of more than $1.6 billion annually. That includes 15,000 MS-13 gang members who distribute $130 billion in drugs annually would vacate our country.

In cities like L.A. , 20,000 members of the '

Losing more than 20 million people would clear up our crowded highways and gridlock. Cleaner air and less drinking and driving American deaths by illegal aliens!

America 's economy is drained. Taxpayers are harmed. Employers get rich. Over $80 billion annually wouldn't return to the aliens' home countries by cash transfers. Illegal migrants earned half that money untaxed, which further drains America 's economy which currently suffers an $14 trillion debt !! 

At least 400,000 anchor babies would not be born in our country, costing us $109 billion per year per cycle. At least 86 hospitals in California , Georgia and Florida would still be operating instead of being bankrupt out of existence because illegals pay nothing via the EMTOLA Act. 

18th Street
Gang' would vanish from our nation. No more Mexican forgery gangs for ID theft from Americans! No more foreign rapists and child molesters!
Americans wouldn't suffer thousands of TB and hepatitis cases rampant in our country-brought in by illegals unscreened at our borders.

Our cities would see 20 million less people driving, polluting and grid locking our cities. It would also put the 'progressives' on the horns of a dilemma; illegal aliens and their families cause 11% of our greenhouse gases.

Over one million of Mexico's poorest citizens now live inside and along our border from Brownsville, Texas to San Diego, California in what the New York Times called, 'colonias' or new neighborhoods. Trouble is, those living areas resemble Bombay and Calcutta where grinding poverty, filth, diseases, drugs, crimes, no sanitation and worse. They live without sewage, clean water, streets, roads, electricity, or any kind of sanitation.

The New York Times reported them to be America's new ' Third World ' inside our own country. Within 20 years, at their current growth rate, they expect 20 million residents of those colonias. (I've seen them personally in Texas and Arizona ; it's sickening beyond anything you can imagine.)

By enforcing our laws, we could repatriate them back to Mexico . We should invite 20 million aliens to go home, fix their own countries and/or make a better life in Mexico . We already invite a million people into our country legally more than all other countries combined annually. We cannot and must not allow anarchy at our borders, more anarchy within our borders and growing lawlessness at every level in our nation.








It's time to stand up for our country, our culture, our civilization and our way of life.

 
Interesting Statistics ! 

Here are 14 reasons illegal aliens should vacate America, and I hope they are forwarded over and over again until they are read so many times that the reader gets sick of reading them:

 


  •  The illegal aliens in the United States have a crime rate that's two and a half times that of white non-illegal aliens. In particular, their children, are going to make a huge additional crime problem in the US . http://transcripts.cnn.com/TRANSCRIPTS/0606/12/ldt.01.html
  •  During the year 2005, there were 8 to 10 MILLION illegal aliens that crossed our southern border with as many as 19,500 illegal aliens from other terrorist countries. Over 10,000 of those were middle-eastern terrorists. Millions of pounds of drugs, cocaine, meth, heroin, crack, Guns, and marijuana crossed into the U.S.from the southern border. http://tinyurl.com/t9sht
  •  The National Policy Institute, estimates that the total cost of mass deportation would be between $206 and $230 billion, or an average cost of between $41 and $46 billion annually over a five year period and nbsp; http://www.nationalpolicyinstitute.org/publications.php?b=deportation
  •  In 2006, illegal aliens sent home $65 BILLION in remittances back to their countries of origin, to their families and friends.http://www.rense.com/general75/niht.htm
  •  The dark side of illegal immigration: Nearly one million sex crimes are committed by illegal immigrants in the United States !http://www.drdsk.com/articleshtml 
    Total cost a whopping $538.3 BILLION DOLLARS A YEAR!







































Most of us folks ask nice, offer options. A few, well ...