One by one the progressive mayors and college presidents across the south have been chipping away at not only our heritage, but the honor of fallen heroes, many of who died in the great 'War for Southern Independence'. Actually those who would tear down these Confederate Monuments could care less about the statues themselves. It's not about these pieces of stone and bronze stained by the years. It's a power struggle between progressives and conservatives. I thought this was settled, a least for a short while with the election of Donald Trump. I was wrong, and now I fear we are on the losing side once again. Some of us are fighting back. The purpose of this blog is to inform you there is hope. We are attempting to raise funds to erect plaques honoring our fallen Confederate boys in gray. Plaques that will grace the town squares of small towns in the South where they will be welcome. Towns where the voters still have some common sense, unlike those idiots in the large cities and those poor lost young people in our universities. All denotations will be appreciated with the lion's share going to preserve the memory of those who fought and died in that great conflict.

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Obama and Moby Dick

Moby Dick


"Call me Ishmael" Perhaps the most famous opening line of any great novel. And we all know the story of Moby Dick, some however may not understand the meaning. The fateful quest of Captain Ahab, his search for the great white whale, Moby Dick. Obama has boarded the Pequod and has set sail to find his arch enemy, Individualism. He is joined not by Queequeg, but by Rahm Emanuel with harpoon in hand. We all (Ishmael), watch the journey, and wait to see the final battle. The battle that will end only when one is "no longer". We read the lines as the Pequod slips through the changing currents and tides of onrushing events and wonder where the chase will end. In Moby Dick, Ahab is caught by fate, a fate that was set long before he sailed; and Obama is following the same course. A course laid down many years before he took the helm, but a course he is destined to follow to the end. The lines from the harpoon entangled Ahab, and the webs of deceit Obama is spinning will trap and destroy him in the end. The great Moby Dick of American individualism will be free again.
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