Well, it seems that Italian reporter Giuliana Sgrena wasn't telling the truth when she claimed that the car she was riding in was "fired on for no reason" by American soldiers at a roadside checkpoint. Imagine that...a self-avowed Communist reporter not telling the truth? Gotta love that US technology!

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The Texas preacher rose with an angry red face. "Someone in this congregation has spread a rumor that I belong to the Ku Klux Klan. This is a horrible lie and one, which a Christian community cannot tolerate. I am embarrassed and do not intend to accept this. Now, I want the party who did this to stand and ask forgiveness from God and this Christian family."

No one moved.

The preacher continued, "Do you have the nerve to face me an admit this is a falsehood? Remember, you will be forgiven and in your heart you will feel glory. Now stand and confess your transgression." Again all was quiet.

Then, slowly, a drop-dead gorgeous blonde with a body that would stop traffic rose from the third pew. Her head was bowed and her voice quivered as she spoke.

"Reverend there has been a terrible misunderstanding. I never said you were a member of the Ku! Klux Klan.....

I simply told a couple of my friends that you were a wizard under the sheets!"

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Thanks to my friend Catfish for getting me going on the subject of gun control, yet again. With the recent proposed changes in the self-defense law standards in Florida, there are numerous GFW's crying "bloodbath" yet again. Gun control may sound reasonable to many average Joe's...after all, they're "just trying to register guns", aren't they, it isn't as if you can't have one....

So let's look at the history of gun control, and remember, in EVERY case, registration preceded consfiscation:

... In 1929, the Soviet Union established gun control. From 1929 to 1953, about 20 million dissidents, unable to defend themselves, were rounded up and exterminated.
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... In 191! 1, Turkey established gun control. From 1915 to 1917, 1.5 million Armenians, unable to defend themselves, were rounded up and exterminated.
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... Germany established gun control in 1938 and from 1939 to 1945, 13 million Jews and others who were unable to defend themselves were rounded up and exterminated.
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... China established gun control in 1935. From 1948 to 1952, 20 million political dissidents, unable to defend themselves, were rounded up and exterminated.
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... Guatemala established gun control in 1964. >From 1964 to 1981, 100,000 Mayan Indians, unable to defend themselves, were rounded up and exterminated.
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... Uganda established gun control in 1970. From 1971 to 1979, 300,000 Christians, unable to defend themselves, were rounded up and exterminated.
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... Cambodia established gun control in 1956. From 1975 to 1977, one million 'educated' people, unable to defend themselves, were rounded up and exterminated.
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Defenseless people rounded up and exterminated in the 20th Century because of gun control: 56 million.

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It has now been 12 months since gun owners in Australia were forced by new law to surrender 640,381 personal firearms to be destroyed by their own government, a program costing Australian taxpayers more than $500 million dollars.

The first year results are now in: Australia-wide, homicides are up 3.2 percent Australia-wide, assaults are up 8.6 percent Australia-wide, armed robberies are up 44 percent (yes, 44 percent!) In the state of Victoria alone, homicides with firearms are now up 300 percent. (Note that while the law-abiding citizens turned them in, the criminals did not, and criminals still possess their guns!)

While figures over the previous 25 years showed a steady decrease in armed robbery with firearms, this has changed drastically upward in the past 12 months, since the criminals now are guaranteed that their prey is unarmed. There has also been a dramatic increase in break-ins and assaults of the ELDERLY.

Australian politicians are at a loss to explain how public safety has decreased, after such monumental effort and expense was expended in "successfully ridding Australian society of guns." The Australian experience and the other historical facts above prove it. You won't see this data on the American evening news or hear our president, governors or other politicians disseminating this information.

You want a real bloodbath? Prevent honest private citizens from possesing the means to defend themselves through gun control, and you will get what you desire.

Guns in the hands of honest citizens save lives and property and, yes, gun-control laws affect only the law-abiding citizens

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Tony "the tiger" Snow is back from his battle with disease, and he's come back hitting the ground running!

Seems that when the Dhims are trying to conduct a cover-up on what may be the worst scandal in the last twenty years, the MSM just isn't too interested.

Even the most rabid Liberal should be concerned when there is evidence of the IRS being used as a private goon/protection squad...wait WHAT am I thinking? Liberals only worry that THEY aren't receiving enough from the public largess, they don't worry about taxes; thats the provence of the "rich".

Suffice it to say, if they could tie this to a Republican figure, they would be screaming for full disclosure as of yesterday, instead, their failed darling, Sen. John Al Querry, is in the middle of the cover-up to try to prevent any facts coming to the light of day. Just remember Senator, this may be the straw to break the Clinton camels back, I'd think you would want the facts to come out; to eleminate Hildy as competition, if not for the reason of telling the American people the truth. Unless, maybe YOU were aided in some manner by this misuse of government power? Doesn't seem to be any evidence of that as of yet, but since Cisneros was one of the Clinton cronies, there is certain to be facts come out that would certainly be embarrassing to the junior Senator from New York.

Maybe your hoping for the VP slot when she attempts her assumption of the Presidency?

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A plane leaves Los Angeles airport under the control of a Jewish captain.
His copilot is Chinese. It's the first time they've flown together and an awkward
silence between the two seems to indicate a mutual dislike.Once they reach
cruising altitude, the Jewish captain activates the autopilot, leans back in his seat,and mutters,

"I don't like Chinese."

"No rike Chinese?" asks the copilot, "why not?"

"You people bombed Pearl Harbor, that's why!"

"No, no," the copilot protests, "Chinese not bomb Peahl Hahbah! That Japanese, not Chinese."

"Japanese, Chinese, Vietnamese... doesn't matter, you're all alike!"

There's a few minutes of silence. "No rike Jews!" the copilot suddenly announces.

"Why not?" asks the captain.

"Jews sink Titanic," the copilot responds.

"Jews didn't sink the Titanic!" exclaims the captain, "It was an iceberg!"

"Iceberg, Goldberg, Greenberg, Rosenberg, no mattah... all same!"

It's just a silly joke, but the fact is it does point out the inanity of many prejudices.

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Back on February 19, I wrote a post about a truly hate filled site that tries to denigrate the men and women of the United States military in ways that should bring a RCOB moment to anyone that truly loves this country. I spoke my piece and urged everyone to protest the supporters of this site as the hatemongers that they are.

Then while checking my e-mail today, I saw that a reader named Milo had commented on that post. Here's what Milo had to say:

The information at http://www.forsakethetroops.info/ is information we should know. Admitedly the writer is angry and upset but what can people expect when the election is stolen from them to proceed with an illegal war.

Posted by milo at April 26, 2005 07:24 PM

I debated whether or not to let the link stand, as I didn't want to give these idiotic hatemongers any traffic, but then I realized that, yes, I DO want as many of my readers to see the tripe that is being spewed there, and hopefully, protest it vehemently for the Anti-American garbage it is. Mikey "the" crook is screaming for attention again.

As I wrote in my first post:

"...Luckily, my nephew over at the Slaughterhouse could and did write a reasoned post. Go there, read what he wrote and follow your own consciounce(sic). I agree wholeheartedly with Slaglerock.
There are times when free speech just becomes an expression of unreasoned hate, and should be exposed to the world to see, and to provoke a response against it. The ONLY difference between he and I is that I WILL call the site owners scumbags, for that term describes them perfectly."

The time has come again to defend what we belive in, and defend the defenders as well.

And Milo? the election is over, your side lost, get over it. All the fevered imaginings of Neo-con plots that your ilk have tried to put up have been debunked time and again, and it's not worth my effort to do it yet again; the fact is that in a Republic, sometimes your side loses, DEAL WITH IT.

As far as Iraq being an "illegal war"; thats just Progressive tripe. There is plenty of international law to back it up, including the UN's own resolutions. That the UN didn't have the balls to back up their threat, doesn't make the operation illegal. In fact, it could be argued that Operation Sandbox ll™ is merely a continuation of our first altercation. We gave Saddam 12 years to comply with the terms of the cease fire of that operation, and he chose not to, and in the light of the events of 9/11, it was incumbant upon us to not allow any furthur delay against our national security interests.

update: On the directory page of this piece of trash site, they have the following notice concerning their comment section:

"Because of the ignorant actions of a few, who can't express their opinions without obscenity, insults, and disrespect, the message board requires that you register to read or post. Also, the guestbook is now moderated. Amazingly, no one is trying to voice their opinion. It's surprising what happens when anonymity is taken away. Peoples' balls fall off. There's free speech, folks, but only to a limit, and it has been abused..we have been abused. Disagree with us, fine, but do it with respect and couth."

I posted an e-mail, using my name and addy, disagreeing with their point of view, with no invective, but a few pithy observations and this was the response I received:

"FTT/CATT"
To: "Bert Meyer"
Subject: Re: FTT E-mail
Date: Tue, 26 Apr 2005 18:39:20 -0400

Would that friend be your butt buddy, Ernie?

Go back to Sesame Street...Bert!

Fucking military loving puke.

Notice that the site owner can't be bothered to comply with what he wishes his respondant's to do.... I guess this shows the outcome of "self-esteem" based education. Mikey never learned that respect isn't given, it's earned.
I sincerly hope that his parents tire of his failure to pull his own weight and kick him out of their basement soon. The shock of attempting to live in the real world just may do Mikey some good.

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Despite the effort of the MSM to try to create a rift among American Catholics and the Vatican with the election of a conservative Pope, it seems that American Catholics aren't going along with the spin doctors.

As I've said before, the Church is the Church, it has rules; if you don't like them, LEAVE. I have crossed some of the precepts of the Church myself, and thus am not eligible for full participation in all the Sacrements by the rules of the Church. Thats fine with me. I would not expect the Church to bend it's rules just to accomodate my situation. I knew the consequences of my actions, and accepted them as the cost of my actions. I still consider myself a Catholic, although I do not practice as I could or should. I am raising my daughter to believe in the precepts of the Church. I believe that the College of Cardinals made the best choice possible in electing Pope Benedict XVl. I pray that he does what is right for the Church, keeping it a bastion of certainty in a world that espouses an all too fluid ethos, and relatavistic morality.

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Well, I HAD to post SOMETHING. It may be a little lame, but it's my birthday, so bear with me.

One day a teacher had a taste test with her students.
She picked a little boy to do the first test.

She blindfolded him, put a Hershey kiss in his mouth and asked, "Do you know what it is?"

"No, I don't," said the little boy.

"Okay, I'll give you a clue. It's the thing your daddy wants from your mom when he gets home from work."

Suddenly, a little girl at the back of the room yelled,

"Spit it out! It's a piece of ass!"

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A man boarded an airplane and took his seat.

As he settled in, he glanced up and saw a very beautiful woman boarding the plane.

He soon realized she was heading straight towards his seat.

Lo and behold, she took the seat right beside his.

Eager to strike up a conversation, he blurted out, "Business trip or vacation?"

She turned, smiled and said, "Business. I'm going to the Annual Nymphomaniac Convention in Chicago"

He swallowed hard.

Here was the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen, sitting next to him and she was going to a meeting for nymphomaniacs!

Struggling to maintain his composure, he calmly asked, "What's your role at this convention?"

"Lecturer," she responded. I use my experience to debunk some of the popular myths about sexuality."

"Really," he said, "what myths are those?"

"Well," she explained, one popular myth is that Black American men are the most well endowed when, in fact, it's the Native American Indian who is most likely to possess that trait.

Another popular myth is that French men are the best lovers, when actually it is the men of Jewish descent.

We have, however, found that the best potential lover in all categories is the Southern red neck."

Suddenly, the woman became a little uncomfortable and blushed.

"I'm sorry," she said, "I shouldn't really be discussing this with you. I don't even know your name."

"Tonto," the man said, "Tonto Goldstein. But my friends call me Bubba."

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I know I haven't posted much in the last couple of days, but things are a little frazzled around here, had the hot wter go somewhere to parts unknown...the water heater is working, but the water just isn't getting to the taps. My brother has needed a little extra help, he's still a little sore from the Cath, and his wife is restricted in her activities because of her back.

My older daughter took us out to my favorite gourmet Chinese buffet as her birthday present to me. Her mother, grandmother, Anna and Mamamontezz, and I had a great time there. Grandma was exposed to foods that she never knew existed, and it was really amusing to see the look on her face when she came back to the table to se Anna already digging in to a pile of oysters on the half shell and boiled Crawdads!

Hopefully, we'll go to my In-laws tomorrow after Anna gets home from school and have a little cake and ice cream there.

It's my birthday tomorrow, and I don't know if I'll be posting anything or not, but Tuesday, I'm sure I'll get the urge. Maybe it will even be something worth reading!

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Your asleep late at night, and the phone rings...it's your son who is stationed in Iraq, just calling to let you know he's ok, and btw, would you talk to a friend of mine?

Then you hear a strangers voice thanking you for what your son and his compatriots have done for his country. What else is there to say? It seems that the subjects of "American Imperialism" (as the leftside moonbats try to frame it) really do know just what an opportunity has been given them through the blood and sacrifices of our military brethren, and are grateful....too bad the moonbats at home don't feel the same way towards those that defend their freedom to blather.

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How to tell you have a Redneck Pilot

Your cross country flight plan uses flea markets as check points.

You think sectional charts should show trailer parks.

Your toothpick keeps poking your mic.

You've thought about just taxiing around the airport drinking beer.

You use a Purina feed sack for a wind sock.

You constantly confuse Beechcraft with Beechnut.

You think GPS stands for Going Perfectly Straight.

You refer to flying in formation as "We got us a convoy".

You have an orange airplane with a Union Jack on the side.

You've got a gun rack hanging on the passenger window.

You have more than one roll of duct tape holding your cowling together.
Your preflight includes removing all the clover, grass, and wheat from the
landing gear.

You siphon gas out of your tractor to put in your airplane.

You've never really actually landed at an airport, although you've been
flying for years.

There are parts on your airplane labeled "John Deere".

There's exhaust residue on the right side of your aircraft and tobacco
stains on the left.

You have to buzz the strip to chase off all the sheep.

You've landed on the main street of your town for a cup of coffee.

You fly to family reunions to meet girls.

You've won the "Bob Wire" award at a spot landing contest.

You have fuzzy dice hanging from the magnetic compass.

There are grass stains on your propeller tips.

The spittoon is wedged between the rudder pedals

Just before impact, you're heard saying "Hey, y'all, watch this!"

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Well, had to go to a cardiac care unit today, but this time I wasn't the guest of honor.

It seems that my brothers GP thought that he was on the verge of a major cardiac incident and wanted to get him catherized and stented to forstall any real problems...He also was afraid that due to his MS, he would need major surgury to provide his heart some extra support, it seemed that the heart muscle was "sagging" due to nerve damage contingent to the MS and severe diabetes.

They were an hour late getting him into the Cath lab, and the procedure took about 15 minutes longer than usual. But the result was better than any of us had expected; the cath showed that he only had a 10% blockage in one artery and 12% blockage in another, minor vessel, and it could be easily handled with drug therapy; the heart was in great shape, considering his other maladies, and wouldn't require any furthur procedures in the forseseeable future; so someone was listening and answered our prayers.

The GP had been incorrect on his diagnosis, and for once it was in my brothers favor, instead of against him. He still has a difficult time ahead of him with progressivly wasting muscles (5'10" and 120 lbs!!!) and degenerating nerves (he now requires a power chair for him to go any distances without falling), but he is looking ahead with hope; and least he's assured that his heart will carry him through the trying times ahead.

He will die from the cumlative side effects of the progression of the MS and diabetes, probably within the next five years, maximum...but he intends to live that time given him with all the zest he can, and isn't that the best that any of us can do? Whenever I feel low about my own condition, all I have to do is look to my brother and realize just how lucky I am, and that life truly IS worth living to the highest level we can achive.

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Tower: "Delta 351, you have traffic at 10 o'clock, 6
miles!" Delta 351: "Give us another hint!
We havedigital watches!"

"TWA 2341, for noise abatement turn right 45
Degrees." "Centre, we are at 35,000 feet. How much
noise can we make up here?" "Sir, have you ever
heard the noise a 747 makes when it hits a 727?"

From an unknown aircraft waiting in a very long
takeoff queue: "I'm f..ing bored!" Ground Traffic
Control: "Last aircraft transmitting, identify
yourself immediately!" Unknown aircraft: "I said I
was f... ing bored, not f... ing stupid!"

O'Hare Approach Control to a 747: "United 329 heavy,

your traffic is a Fokker, one o'clock, three miles,

Eastbound." United 239: "Approach, I've always

<> wanted to say this... I've got the little Fokker in sight."

A student became lost during a solo cross-country
flight. While attempting to locate the aircraft on
radar, ATC asked! , "What was your last known
position?" Student: "When I was number one for takeoff."

There's a story about the military pilot calling for
a priority landing because his single-engine jet
fighter was running "a bit peaked." Air Traffic
Control told the fighter jock that he was number
two, behind a B-52 that had one engine shut down.
"Ah," the fighter pilot remarked, "The dreaded seven
engine approach."

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The man hasn't even been Pope for a full afternoon yet, and already the hyenas are gathering to try to bring him down.

The Daily Kos has a suprisingly mild post, at least he isn't jumping on the "Nazi" bandwagon. He's still disparaging, but what else would you expect from Kos?

Andrew Sullivan, predictably, doesn't have anything good to say, other than:
"His theology is indeed distinguished, if somewhat esoteric and at times a little odd."
As always Andrew has to bring his sexual agenda into the mix:
"..the marginalization of homosexuals (he once argued that violence against them was predictable if they kept pushing for rights), the impermissibility of any sexual act that does not involve the depositing of semen in a fertile uterus..."

Of course, if you want to see REAL hate against anything remotely non-Moonbat,
there is always the Democratic Underground. At least they're consistent in their hate as well as their ignorance.

And let's not forget the MSM: Reuters, The NYT's, and the AP

I'm sure there will many more stories and allegations in the days to come, until the next item of outrage for the Progressive grist mill takes over.

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Karl Rahner, Hans Kung and Joseph Cardinal Ratzinger Pope Benedict XVl all die on the same day, and go to meet St. Peter to know their fate.

St. Peter approaches the three of them, and tells them that he will interview each of them to discuss their views on various issues.

He then points at Rahner and says "Karl! In my office..." After 4 hours, the door opens, and Rahner comes stumbling out of St. Peter's office. He is highly distraught, and is mumbling things like "Oh God, that was the hardest thing I've ever done! How could I have been so wrong! So sorry...never knew..." He stumbles off into Heaven, a testament to the mercy of Our God.

St. Peter follows him out, and sticks his finger in Kung's direction and "Hans! You're next..." After 8 hours, the door opens, and Kung comes out, barely able to stand. He is near collapse with weakness and a crushed spirit. He , too, is mumbling things like "Oh God, that was the hardest thing I've ever done! How could I have been so wrong! So sorry...never knew..." He stumbles off into Heaven, a testament to the mercy of Our God.

Lastly, St. Peter, emerging from his office, says to Cardinal Ratzinger, "Joseph, your turn." TWELVE HOURS LATER, St. Peter stumbles out the door, apparently exhausted, saying "Oh God, that's the hardest thing I've ever done..."

hat tip to JHSMom02, from Lucianne

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The Conclave of Cardinals has made it's decision, and Cardinal Joseph Ratzinger will now be known as Pope Benedict XVl.

May the new Holy Father be granted the wisdom to fullfill his duties. He has a shining light to follow in his predecessor. He must, and will forge his own path, but it never hurts to have a guide as good as John Paul ll.

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While reading a gun web site, Cruffler.com, recommended by a friend, I came across an essay written in 2002 by Julia Gorin. I feel that many of the insights that Ms. Gorin wrote about in this article are shown to be true in the intervening period. I have reprinted it here in it's entirety with her permission. Read it with an open mind and really think about the attempts of the GFW crowd to put ever increasing pressure against the average citizens exercise of their 2nd Amendment rights in the last three years and I think you will agree with me that Ms. Gorin was correct in her assessment of at least the male component of the GFW crowd. So without further blathering on my part, Read the essay and, Please, let me know what YOU think.

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Let's be honest. He's scared of the thing. That's understandable--so am I. But as a girl I have the luxury of being able to admit it. I don't have to masquerade squeamishness as grand principle--in the interest of mankind, no less.

A man does. He has to say things like "One Taniqua Hall is one too many," as a New York radio talk show host did in referring to the 9-year old New York girl who was accidentally shot last year by her 12-year old cousin playing with his uncle's gun.

But the truth is he desperately needs Taniqua Hall, just like he needs as many Columbines and Santees as can be mustered, until they spell an end to the Second Amendment. And not for the benefit of the masses, but for the benefit of his self-esteem.

He often accuses men with guns of "compensating for something." The truth is quite the reverse. After all, how is he supposed to feel knowing there are men out there who aren't intimidated by the big bad inanimate villain? How is he to feel in the face of adolescent boys who have used the family gun effectively to defend the family from an armed intruder? So if he can't touch a gun, he doesn't want other men to be able to either. And to achieve his ends, he'll use the only weapon he knows how to manipulate: the law.

Of course, sexual and psychological insecurities don't account for all men who are against guns. Certainly there must be some whose motives are genuine, who perhaps do care so much as to tirelessly look for policy solutions to teenage vacuousness and aggression, and to parent and teacher negligence. But for a potentially large underlying contributor, psycho-sexual inadequacy has gone unexplored and unacknowledged. It's one thing to not be comfortable with a firearm and therefore opt to not keep or bear one. But it's another to impose the same handicap onto others.

People are suspicious of what they do not know--and not only does this man not know how to use a gun, he doesn't know the men who do or the people who have defended themselves from injury or death just by brandishing a gun. But he is better left in the dark; his life is hard enough knowing there are men out there who don't sit cross-legged. That they're also able to handle a firearm instead of being handled by it would be too much to bear for the anti-gun male.

Such a man is also best kept huddled in urban centers, where he feels safer than he might on his own in a rural setting, in an isolated house on a quiet street where he would feel naked and helpless. Lacking the confidence that would permit him to be sequestered in sparseness, and lacking a gun, he finds comfort in the cloister of crowds.

The very ownership of a gun for defense of home and family implies some assertiveness and a certain self-reliance. But if our man kept a gun in the house, and an intruder broke in and started attacking his wife in front of him, he wouldn't be able to later say, "He had a knife--there was nothing I could do!" Passively watching in horror while already trying to make peace with the violent act, scheduling a therapy session and forgiving the perpetrator before the attack is even finished wouldn't be the option it otherwise is.

No. Better to emasculate all men. Because let's face it: He's a lover, not a fighter. And he doesn't want to get shot in case he sleeps with your wife.

Of course, it wouldn't be completely honest to not admit that owning a firearm carries with it some risk to unintended targets. That's the tradeoff with a gun: The right to defend one's life and way of life isn't without peril to oneself. And the last thing this man wants to do is risk his life--even if to save it. For he is guided by a dread fear for his life, and has more confidence in almost anyone else's ability to protect him than his own, preferring to place himself at the mercy of the villain or in the sporadically competent hands of authorities (his line of defense consisting of locks, alarm systems, reasoning with the attacker, calling the police or, should fighting back occur to him, thrashing a heavy vase).

In short, he is a man begging for subjugation. He longs for its promise of equality in helplessness. Because only when that strange, independent alpha breed of male is helpless along with him will he feel adequate. Indeed, his freedom lies in this other man's containment.

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Julia Gorin is a 32 year old writer, commentator and stand-up comedienne who lives with her husband and pit bull in New York City. Born in the former Soviet Union, Julia emigrated to the United States as a toddler. She grew up in Baltimore, Maryland and moved to New York thirteen years ago with dreams of fame, fortune and stardom. Educated at the City University of New York's Hunter College, Julia has written opinion pieces for the Washington Times, LA Times, Philadelphia Inquirer, and Christian Science Monitor. While not a dyed in the wool firearms aficionado, Julia is a firm believer in the Constitution of the United States - and that includes the Second Amendment.

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I was listening to the Sean Hannity radio show while on my way to the pet shop to pick up some much needed supplies when I heard an interview he had with a young man named Farrah Gray.

Mr. Gray is a multimillionaire and has just written a book called "Reallionaire", "Nine Steps to Becoming Rich from the Inside Out", which chronicles his journey in life so far.

Mr. Gray has his own foundation that tries to contribute to literacy programs for children. He is quite an advocate for education, and for private funding to help promote programs that truly help those on the lowest end of the economic ladder.

If I left it at that, I feel certain that one of my Left Side readers would make a comment such as " it's good to see the wealthy help the poor; after all, THEY had all the advantages growing up and they SHOULD try to do something to help those that don't".

Thats the most inspiring part of Mr. Gray's story.

He grew up on Chicago's South Side, in one of the mryiad housing projects. His family was on Public Assistance, and even with that help, they were still so poor that they couldn't afford furniture.

If you listen to the Left, that means that Mr. Gray's only options were to either become a basketball star, or a drug dealer, if he was ever to escape the bonds of poverty. After all, he went to a substandard school, his mother had seven children to take care of, while working three jobs to support them, and of course, being black, "The(racist)System" would NEVER let him have any opportunity to succeed.

Well Mr. Gray proved that with the right attitude, hard work, and a little luck, ANYONE can get rich in America. He started out handing out homemade business cards from his lunch box "brief case" when he was 6, proclaiming himself to be the next "CEO of the 21st Century". He didn't even know what CEO meant, other than it was a business term. By the time he was 14, he had made his first million, and had an office on Wall Street; a venture capitol enterprise geared towards helping other young people try to make THEIR dreams of owning their own business come true.

Mr. Gray is now 20, and has multiplied his net worth many times over from that first million, and is most interested now in helping young kids obtain the educational tools they need to succeed in life, to which end he established the Farrah Gray Foundation, a non-profit funding group that helps fund literacy and other educational programs in areas that just seem to miss out in all the (Liberal) education funding programs that have been tried for the last thirty years, but never seem to reach those that really need it.

A true Horatio Alger story, and one that proves that it's not the "rich" keeping us down and government helping us out of poverty;but our own attitudes stopping us from doing the work necessary to make our dreams come true, and government, far from helping, in many instances seems to be doing it's level best to prevent us from reaching our goals with excessive taxation and over-regulation.

The system we have right now punishes overachievers and rewards those that are content to let the government be their nursemaid. It's time that the people realize that nursemaids are for children that can't fend for themselves, and that you will never reach your goals if you act and behave as a child.

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One of my old friends in the Empire decided to go back into blogging, naturally, I hope that you all will go over and give him a hearty "Welcome Back".

Spencer, AKA SadLonelyGeek, has a lot to say, and the talent to make it interesting. So go to The Ego Daily, and see for yourselves.

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