“The conspirators the Big Ears Communists work for have almost arrived at their historic, hundred-year goal. Not profit, not money – they don’t know how much money they have – but the power to step on your face until you choke in the mud, their bloody golf cleats grinding in your cheek. They are psychopaths who, in normal times, would be incarcerated in hospitals for the criminal insane. One of their goals is the extermination of as much as 90% of the earth’s population. What does that have to do with profit?
These monsters have already murdered at least a couple of hundred million people. Now that they are so close to total victory, they are crazier than ever. They will not “see reason,” they will not negotiate; they will kill anyone they must to win. They are like a hydrophobic pit bull savaging a poodle. We can win only if we have more power than they do.”
April 21, 2009
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The first tea party we attended was on Tuesday, April 14th, in Friendswood, a suburb of Houston. As soon as we arrived, the Love Priestess began working the crowd, assisted by her sister, Ann. She was supposed to be handing out business cards plugging my daily radio talk show via Republic Broadcasting Network, which she did, but there was something else, so secret she hadn’t told even me about it.
She had papers people were signing on a clip board, during the long period before the program. It turned out they were petitions to the main speaker, Congressman Pete Olson. The Republican Party in Washington sent Pete here to take back the Tom Delay seat occupied by a Democrat when Delay was ousted, and, because this is such a staunch Republican district, he did so.
The petitions asked Pete to co-sponsor HR 1207, which for the first time would subject the Fed to an outside audit under the imprimatur of “transparency.” This is something Democrats can support because, remember, illegal alien Also Known As has called again and again for “transparency” in government. No doubt that is why the proposal already has fifty five co-sponsors.
This is unfamiliar ground to Dr. Ron Paul, chief sponsor of the bill. Whenever there is a vote in the House of 434-1, you really don’t need to look it up. Invariably, the lone vote against will come from “Dr. No.” Indeed, some of the signatures the Love Priestess got came from Republicans who like “transparency” but hate Dr. Paul. So, they love the message but hate the messenger.
In his remarks, the congressman came out boldly against excessive spending and higher taxes, classic Republican issues calculated to set the crowd on fire. As he wound down, the Love Priestess appeared at stage side laden down with petitions. I still didn’t know what she was planning to do. By now I was merely hoping that she wouldn’t be arrested on my watch, which would have been hard to explain to the kiddos.
As soon as he extruded the final syllable, she was with him at the lectern, handing him the petitions, telling him that 110 of his constituents in the audience wanted him to co-sponsor 1207. The signers were watching all this and knew what she was doing. The microphone was still on and Olson, inspired, said he would. Still not satisfied, she said, “So are you publicly committing to co-sponsor 1207?” The congressman replied, “I think I just did.”