There Will Be Lots of Blood.

time for divorce

friday, july 13th, 2018

this idea of breaking up the country may seem a bit outlandish now, but you won’t think so once real domestic unrest comes to your town.

This group really peaked in 2016 after Donald Trump won the GOP primary. They began scolding the dullards who were too stupid to just believe everything printed in The New York Times. They lecture us to this day. They live for compromise with the Left, always ignorant of the fact that just a little more big government is still big government. They are the Choctaws. “Just trust the U.S. government. I’m sure they’ll treat us well in the end if we’re nice.”

“When in the course of human events it becomes necessary for one people to dissolve the political bands which have connected them with another…” — The Declaration of Independence, July 4, 1776.

Divorce is hard, but it’s easier than cutting the brake lines on your wife’s car. It is long past time for an amicable divorce of the United States of America. There is simply no common ground with the Left anymore. We are now the couple screaming at each other all night, every night as the kids hide in their room.

We cannot come together, but we do not have to live like this. The history of the world is nations breaking up and redrawing their borders. If we want to avoid this political divide turning into a deadly one, we should do likewise.

Stop clinging to the past and acknowledge where we are as a country, not where you want us to be, not where things were when your grandpa was storming the beaches of Normandy. Where we truly are.

We are a nation hopelessly divided. We are more divided now than we have ever been in our history. And before you start screaming at me about the Civil War, keep in mind that bloody conflict was fought over one major issue. In those days, take ten families from New York and ten families from Alabama, put them all in a room, and you’d find they mostly had the same values (and bad accents).

Now, fast-forward to today and do that same thing. Those families have virtually nothing in common. We as a nation have polarized and separated from each other.

Anyone who thinks this is a radical idea has an extremely narrow view of history. If you don’t believe me, go try to book a plane ticket to Czechoslovakia, or look at a map of Europe from the year 1600, then look at one today. See any differences? Borders move. Countries split and change hands. They do this for a myriad of reasons. Ours would be a major cultural shift toward the left and half the country refusing to go along with tyranny.

I have been championing this idea for a while, and it appears others are catching on. Just last week, a group of lawmakers in South Carolina introduced a bill that would allow the state to secede if the federal government starts seizing guns.

Why would those lawmakers even be worried about such a thing? Because Democrats are saying it—and not just some hippie chick with armpit hair at a vegan rally. When a former justice of the Supreme Court of the United States calls for a repeal of the Second Amendment, we should take the Left seriously.

The GOP has many problems, but the Democratic Party has turned into something completely un-American. The United States was founded on two things: Judeo-Christian values and a limited federal government. The entire platform of modern Democrats stands completely opposite both of those.

This is the party that booed the very mention of the word “God” at their 2016 convention. This is the party whose candidates openly “joke” about killing anyone who won’t turn in his weapons. Their senators joke on national TV about killing the U.S. president, and the host responds by clapping like a seal.

The 1960s counter-culture liberal protestor who just wanted free weed and an end to the war in Vietnam has been replaced by a man who hunts down Steve Scalise and tries to kill him at baseball practice. The Left is not playing games. They are getting bolder, and they are getting more violent. They have no interest in rational compromises. Like all authoritarian ideologies, they want you to bow down before them or be destroyed for daring to resist.

If you believe in God and limited government, here are the entities that now proclaim their hatred of you in full view of the public: The Democratic Party, media, Hollywood, the public education system, and now even corporate America. The GOP may have the House, Senate, and presidency, but we have completely lost the culture war.

It does not have to be this way. There is a difficult, but ultimately peaceful path that ends with everyone getting most of what they want. We divide the nation in two. We can and will draw the map and argue over it a million different ways for a million different reasons, but draw it we must. I’ve got my own map, and I suspect the final draft would look similar.

People say both sides disagree on everything, but that is not entirely true. A mass shooting happens at a high school in Florida. Both sides do agree something should be done. People on the Right think we should increase school safety. People on the Left think we should restrict the gun rights of every American citizen, and they’ll try to destroy the career of anyone who disagrees.

Illegal immigrants are pouring across the border. The Right calls for increased border security. The Left offers them sanctuary cities and protection from federal enforcement.

Every issue plays out this same way, and people on the Right will only accept this kind of abuse for so long. Sooner or later, the left-wing rage mob will start coming for the careers (and lives) of any normal American who sees things differently.

This idea of breaking up the country may seem a bit outlandish now, but you won’t think so once real domestic unrest comes to your town. Our political disagreements have become a powder keg, one that already would have blown if conservatives had liberals’ emotional instability.

Nobody is expected to cheer for this split. Cheering is not a normal reaction when couples get a divorce. We cheer for old married people on their fiftieth wedding anniversary.

But life is imperfect. Life is hard. We both now agree that living under the other side’s value system is wholly unacceptable. The most peaceful solution we Americans can hope for now is to go our separate ways. So let us come together one last time and agree on one thing: Irreconcilable differences.

© April 10th, By Jesse Kelly, at The The Federalist, "It’s Time For The United States To Divorce Before Things Get Dangerous".

A Day In The Life.

After sitting in two hospitals during t-storms, being stuck by needles as RNs and techs drawing unending vials of my blood, I couldn't sit still at home in the nice weather; I made an early breakfast, went down to Red Lion early and got a shave. Still trying to catch-up to phone calls and email, I had paperwork to do, errand to run and checks to write. Sherry was coming by at 11a, and I didn't want to waste the precious little time we've had in the past with my silly "catch-up" errand crap. And precious time it was. By 2p or so, she had to go, I needed a snooze and we said our good goodbyes until next time. Parting is such sweet sorrow. I really love that woman. I watched some CATV, and sacked-out around 9:30p.

I had oatmeal and coffee for breakfast, went out to the local convenience tore to get a few tying, and was in for the day, except for a stint in the front porch sun. For dinner, I had salmon and broccoli floret's, and watched some CATV and was asleep by 10:30p, ready for tomorrow's F-1 and IndyCar races. I did several loads of laundry for that wouldn't interrupt me, some Shrimp Scampi w/pasta for dinner and asleep by 10p.

Sleeping-in, the British Grand Prix was on at 9a at Silverstone on ESPN, so I made coffee, and watched until 11a. Great race at one of the world's most historic motorsports racetracks. and then switched to NASCAR's Corn 300 at 2:30p, on NBS Sports. I also had a medical emergency, accidentally mixing-up/ OD-ing on pain pills, while sorting 16 Rx bottles for the morning's dose; luckily Sherry arrived and called 911 and I had be rushed to York Hospital for treatment, by ambulance. Don't ask.

The Master Carpenter arrived on Monday at 8a, and began work on the sunroom, stopping around 6p. My cousin's daughter's husband and friend, Dave, and a friend brought over a massive, overstuffed, distressed leather chair, which'll go into the sunroom when all that work isw done. Tired, I crashed at 9p.

I slept-in until 7a on Thursday, made coffee and Becky and I left for PSU-Hershey Medical Center, for my CT-Scan, which took all of 6 minutes. We were back home by 12:30p, visited Dad and saw his new furniture, had a new wallet for him to replace the ancient 30yr old leather unit. The Master Carpenter worked all day, yet he's got 3-5 more days to go, and the sunroom wood looks spectacular. I crashed at 10p, since I had to get up at 5m, so Becky and I could leave by 7a, for an 8:40a meeting at PSU-Hershey.

I was up at 3:30a – just couldn't sleep any longer – made coffee and made sure I had all my files and calendar ready to go. We left at 6:45a, hit all kinds of traffic blockades, but still made the 8:40a meeting with 20mins to spare. I have an operation next Wednesday July 18th and another August 15th. Then... the gall bladder comes out a few weeks later. Back home by 11a, I spent the rest of the day snoozing on the couch.

I had errands to run and catch up on, plus line-up painters, door replacement installers, flooring installers, and I already have had blinds made and they're ready-to-go. So it's all the niggling details after the main items are done. And coordinating all the various subcontractors in the right order. I built the Ol' Garden Center & Nursery, as General Contractor, never have done anything on such a huge scale, in 10 months. That same project today, would cost double the $850,000 and 10 months I spent to do it would be closer to 3yrs, but I did it under budget and under the projected timeframe. Good luck if you're going to try it. I was scared-to-death during the whole process, until I opened the doors on March 15, 1991, and over 5,000 people showed-up to shop there during that first weekend.