Monthly Archives: March 2013

The Democratic Republican Impulse to Individual Freedom, Liberty, and Responsibility is in our Blood—A Christian Conservative’s Answer to the Question, “Can Fascism be Critiqued from the Right?”

Response to Question: Can Fascism be Critiqued from the Right, published March 29, 2013, on American Renaissance at:

I am a lifelong student of Ancient Greek and Roman Civilization and History, as well as a passionate admirer of the music, poetry, and prose philosophical writings of Richard Wagner, as well as a student of Anthropology, Biological and Cultural Evolution.  I have also studied Fascism and its relationship to Communism all my life, and I frankly conclude that there is no such thing as “Fascism”, really, as a political ideology, for the single reason stated above under “Orientations,” to wit: “Fascism did not have a formally elucidated doctrine.”  

In Italy, in Germany, in France, in Spain, and even under the most noble of all Fascist leaders, Oswald Moseley in the United Kingdom, “Fascism” was never more than a poorly formulated reaction to Communism, and yet in all its manifestations, it was too much like, had too much in common with Soviet Communism ever really to succeed as a distinct and successful movement.  The anti-Democratic impulse was fatal to Fascism.  The strength of Fascism arose from pure nostalgic romanticism—only this and nothing more.

At the root of all Indo-European Civilizations is a strong tendency towards forms of limited Republican Democracy, of Parliamentary Government.  This is obvious in the histories of Athens, the Roman Republic, and in all the Germanic and Celtic tribes, though it may be strongest (ironically enough) among the Germans and Anglo-Saxons, whose whole social organization was based upon the “Thinga” (although this may be just “Indo-European” preserved most perfectly in later history among the Norse and Vikings.

The rejection of the French Revolution (never mind the American Revolution) ignores the cultural imperative towards Freedom and Individual achievement, individual heroism, and individual responsibility apparent and inherent in all Indo-European myths.  If we compare Odysseus, for example, with his Eastern Semitic Epic Counterpart in Gilgamesh (King of Uruk), we see that from the earliest times, the Indo-European people rejected dictatorship and absolute monarchies as ways of governance.

To the ancient Germans, Celts, Greeks, Italians, and even the Ancient Indians, it was what a ruler DID or DID NOT DO that made him a great hero.  Gilgamesh’s status as a King made him important, but it was his “savage” friend Enkidu was much more like an individualist Indo-European Hero—and he was struck down by the Innana-Ishtar, the Semitic Goddess of Love, for failure to worship her and Obey…. Failure of Obedience to Divine Commandments is perhaps a key to understanding the divergence between Indo-European and Semitic Gods—and this is the skin of our teeth, the marrow of our bones—the origin of our Civilization.  Christianity became acceptable to (and definitive of) the Western two thirds of the Indo-European world PRECISELY because Christ preached liberation from law, liberation from obedience, and recognized Individual Freedom of Will and Freedom of Choice, as the paths to Righteousness.

This is our heritage, and it is why the Fascist Experiment Failed.

One thing we learn in anthropological study of cultural evolution and historical political process is that rebellions and revolutions are often Nativistic regenerations of past glory, even to the point of being quests to restore former orders based on lost freedoms and rights, rather than expressions of desire for something never before known (like communism and fascism).

The American Revolution of 1775-1783 was particularly expressly articulated as a demand to restore the ancient rights and Freedoms of Englishment.  It was (from  the perspective of an historical process of longue durée)  postively (and marvelously) atavistic in that it restored the three-part (Dumezilian) foundations of Indo-European Government between the Magical-Juridical Law (the Courts, Georges Dumézil’s First Function), the Physical force of Command (the Executive/Military Enforcers of the law, Dumézil’s Second Function), but empowered above all the Third Archaic Indo-European Segment of Society—the power of the food producers and the people who reproduce the human wealth of each polity (Dumézil’s Fonction Productrice—Fecondité et Abondance).

The French Revolution started with the reassertion of the Three Estates, but was rapidly overtaken by a radical minority who were forerunners of of Communism (led by the horribly ironically and prophetically named “Committee on Public Security”—the direct onomastic and terroristic ancestor of the Department of Homeland Security).

Napoleon essentially restored the religious authority of the Church and the Parliamentary function as adjuncts his military might in the short-lived (because of excessive and premature ambition for world conquest), but otherwise essentially brilliant, Bonapartist Empire.  I would suggest that any fans of Monarchy should look to Napoleon rather than the Bourbons as models of “how to organize and run an Empire.”

I see no point whatsoever in trying to rescue the early 20th Century Fascist movements from their abject failure.

Mussolini romantically (but impractically and perhaps rather ignorantly) looked and reached back to the Glories of Imperial Rome, but he had none of the practical sense that it was the Roman Republic which created the Empire, and the decline of the power of the (originally) Republican Senate, the abdication of parliamentary power to the Emperor’s “imperium”, which foreshadowed (and essentially caused) the fall of that same Empire.

Hitler claimed that to understand the Third Reich, one had to understand the music and philosophy of Richard Wagner.  I have devoted a large part of my life to listening to and reading Richard Wagner’s works, and I have concluded that Hitler’s Reich failed to understand that Love, almost a completely Christian notion of sacrificial love, underlay all of Wagner’s music, poetry, and prose, albeit that Wagner was heavily influenced by Buddhism which, aside from the adoption of the Swastika, hardly influenced the day-to-day policies of the Third Reich at all.

Hitler would have erased all of traditional Germany, it’s architecture and its institutions, in constructing his thousand year Reich.  This was not the Wagnerian way—this was pretty much the same plan as the Communists, except the Communists were much better organized and much more practical.

True Conservative Romanticism for resuscitation of dying or even dead traditions and values requires the democratic process of argument, persuasion, and acceptance.

It is that process on which we, if we are to be the truest conservatives of our time, should focus rather than falling for the false lure of the romanticist failures of Fascism.

God Save the Indo-European People and their Traditions of individual freedom and collective parliamentary debate and decision-making, by through the Gospel and Love of Jesus Christ.  That is what I would advocate.

Fascism Failed because of its Kinship with Communism, and that’s why all the original American fans of Fascism (the Bushes and the Kennedys, for example) ultimately turned to World Communism, disguised as Corporate Socialism….

In Thomas Stearns Eliot’s Voice: “And still we call this Friday Good”—a reading from East Coker, part IV

The Dripping Blood our Only Drink, The Bloody Flesh our Only Food, In Spite of which we like to think, that we are sound, substantial flesh and blood.  Again–in spite of that, we call this Friday Good….

Does Comparative Religion show the Gospel of Christ to be false, or to be true? If there are variants of his history in many corners of the world, is this evidence of depth or shallowness?  I beg of you, my friends, whether you are Atheists, Christians, Pagans, or Scientists to read and repeat this to yourself and to read it out loud to your family today.  There is no escape from the basic truth that we feed on death in order to live.  That is renewal, that is rebirth. Pull out a copy of the Bible and Read from the Book of Ecclesiastes, The Preacher.  Read and Meditate on the universal truths that we celebrate on Good Friday, throughout Holy Week—the universal facts underlying how we live: that we are fed and sustained and renewed by death.  The Spanish were mystified and shocked by what they saw when they arrived at the Aztec Capital, what is now Mexico City.  There on the skull racks (as on the hill called Golgotha?) were a people who knew of the Seven Sacraments, and of the divine communion of the Flesh.   As it was at Chichén Itzá and in Tenochtitlán, it is now and ever shall be.  As it was among the Ancient Romans at Diana’s Wood in Aricia by Lake Nemi, it is now and ever shall be.  As it was in so many sacrificial bogs among our ancestors across Northern Europe, it is now and ever shall be.  As it was in the beginning, it is now and ever shall be: World Without End, Amen.

  The dripping blood our only drink,
The bloody flesh our only food:
In spite of which we like to think
That we are sound, substantial flesh and blood—
Again, in spite of that, we call this Friday good.

T. S. Eliot 

“East Coker,” from *The Four Quartets*


In my beginning is my end. In succession
Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended,
Are removed, destroyed, restored, or in their place
Is an open field, or a factory, or a by-pass.
Old stone to new building, old timber to new fires,
Old fires to ashes, and ashes to the earth
Which is already flesh, fur, and faeces,
Bone of man and beast, cornstalk and leaf.
Houses live and die: there is a time for building
And a time for living and for generation
And a time for the wind to break the loosened pane
And to shake the wainscot where the field mouse trots
And to shake the tattered arras woven with a silent motto.

  In my beginning is my end.  Now the light falls
Across the open field, leaving the deep lane 
Shuttered with branches, dark in the afternoon,
Where you lean against a bank while a van passes,
And the deep lane insists on the direction 
Into the village, in the electric heat
Hypnotized. In a warm haze the sultry light
Is absorbed, not reflected, by grey stone.
The dahlias sleep in the empty silence.
Wait for the early owl.
                       In that open field
If you do not come too close, if you do not come too close,
On a summer midnight, you can hear the music 
Of the weak pipe and the little drum
And see them dancing around the bonfire
The association of man and woman 
In daunsinge, signifying matrimonie—
A dignified and commodiois sacrament.
Two and two, necessarye coniunction,
Holding eche other by the hand or the arm
Whiche betokeneth concorde. Round and round the fire
Leaping through the flames, or joined in circles,
Rustically solemn or in rustic laughter
Lifting heavy feet in clumsy shoes,
Earth feet, loam feet, lifted in country mirth
Mirth of those long since under earth
Nourishing the corn. Keeping time,
Keeping the rhythm in their dancing
As in their living in the living seasons
The time of the seasons and the constellations
The time of milking and the time of harvest
The time of the coupling of man and woman
And that of beasts.  Feet rising and falling.
Eating and drinking.  Dung and death.
  Dawn points, and another day
Prepares for heat and silence. Out at sea the dawn wind
Wrinkles and slides. I am here
Or there, or elsewhere. In my beginning.


What is the late November doing
With the disturbance of the spring
And creatures of the summer heat,
And snowdrops writhing under feet
And hollyhocks that aim too high
Red into grey and tumble down
Late roses filled with early snow?
Thunder rolled by the rolling stars
Simulates triumphal cars
Deployed in constellated wars
Scorpion fights against the sun
Until the Sun and Moon go down
Comets weep and Leonids fly
Hunt the heavens and the plains
Whirled in a vortex that shall bring
The world to that destructive fire
Which burns before the ice-cap reigns

  That was a way of putting it—not very satisfactory
A periphrastic study in a worn-out poetical fashion,
Leaving one still with the intolerable wrestle 
With words and meanings. The poetry does not matter
It was not (to start again) what one had expected.
What was to be the value of the long looked forward to,
Long hope for calm, the autumnal serenity 
And the wisdom of age? Had they deceived us 
Or deceived themselves, the quiet-voiced elders,
bequeathing us merely a receipt for deceit?
The serenity only a deliberate hebitude,
The wisdom only the knowledge of dead secrets
Useless in the darkness into which they peered
Or from which they turned their eyes. There is, it seems to us,
At best, only a limited value
In the knowledge derived from experience.
The knowledge imposes a pattern, and falsifies,
For the pattern is new in every moment
And every moment is a new and shocking
Valuation of all we have been. We are only undeceived
Of that which, deceiving, could no longer harm.
In the middle, not only in the middle of the way
But all the way, in a dark wood, in a bramble,
On the edge of a grimpen, where is no secure foothold,
And menaced by monsters, fancy lights,
Risking enchantment. Do not let me hear
Of the wisdom of old men, but rather of their folly,
Their fear of fear and frenzy, their fear of possession,
Of belonging to another, or to others, or to God.
The only wisdom we can hope to acquire 
Is the wisdom of humility: humility is endless.

  The houses are all gone under the sea.

  The dancers are all gone under the hill.


O dark dark dark. They all go into the dark,
The vacant interstellar spaces, the vacant into the vacant,
The captains, merchant bankers, eminent men of letters,
The generous patrons of art, the statesmen and the rulers,
Distinguished civil servants, chairmen of many committees,
Industrial lords and petty contractors, all go into the dark,
And dark the Sun and Moon, and the Almanach de Gotha
And the Stock Exchange Gazette, the Directory of Directors,
And cold the sense and lost the motive of action.
And we all go with them, into the silent funeral,
Nobody's funeral, for there is no one to bury.
I said to my soul, be still, and let the dark come upon you
Which shall be the darkness of God. As, in a theatre, 
The lights are extinguished, for the scene to be changed
With a hollow rumble of wings, with a movement of darkness on darkness,
And we know that the hills and the trees, the distant panorama
And the bold imposing facade are all being rolled away—
Or as, when an underground train, in the tube, stops too long between stations
And the conversation rises and slowly fades into silence
And you see behind every face the mental emptiness deepen
Leaving only the growing terror of nothing to think about;
Or when, under ether, the mind is conscious but conscious of nothing—
I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope
For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love
For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith
But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.
Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought:
So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.
Whisper of running streams, and winter lightning.
The wild thyme unseen and the wild strawberry,
The laughter in the garden, echoed ecstasy
Not lost, but requiring, pointing to the agony 
Of death and birth.

                         You say I am repeating
Something I have said before. I shall say it again,
Shall I say it again? In order to arrive there,
To arrive where you are, to get from where you are not,
  You must go by a way wherein there is no ecstasy.
In order to arrive at what you do not know
  You must go by a way which is the way of ignorance.
In order to possess what you do not possess
  You must go by the way of dispossession.
In order to arrive at what you are not
  You must go through the way in which you are not.
And what you do not know is the only thing you know
And what you own is what you do not own
And where you are is where you are not.


The wounded surgeon plies the steel
That questions the distempered part;
Beneath the bleeding hands we feel
The sharp compassion of the healer's art
Resolving the enigma of the fever chart.

  Our only health is the disease
If we obey the dying nurse
Whose constant care is not to please
But to remind of our, and Adam's curse,
And that, to be restored, our sickness must grow worse.

  The whole earth is our hospital
Endowed by the ruined millionaire,
Wherein, if we do well, we shall
Die of the absolute paternal care
That will not leave us, but prevents us everywhere.

  The chill ascends from feet to knees,
The fever sings in mental wires.
If to be warmed, then I must freeze
And quake in frigid purgatorial fires
Of which the flame is roses, and the smoke is briars.

  The dripping blood our only drink,
The bloody flesh our only food:
In spite of which we like to think
That we are sound, substantial flesh and blood—
Again, in spite of that, we call this Friday good.


So here I am, in the middle way, having had twenty years—
Twenty years largely wasted, the years of l'entre deux guerres
Trying to learn to use words, and every attempt 
Is a wholly new start, and a different kind of failure
Because one has only learnt to get the better of words
For the thing one no longer has to say, or the way in which
One is no longer disposed to say it. And so each venture
Is a new beginning, a raid on the inarticulate
With shabby equipment always deteriorating
In the general mess of imprecision of feeling,
Undisciplined squads of emotion. And what there is to conquer
By strength and submission, has already been discovered
Once or twice, or several times, by men whom one cannot hope
To emulate—but there is no competition—
There is only the fight to recover what has been lost
And found and lost again and again: and now, under conditions
That seem unpropitious. But perhaps neither gain nor loss.
For us, there is only the trying. The rest is not our business.

  Home is where one starts from. As we grow older
The world becomes stranger, the pattern more complicated
Of dead and living. Not the intense moment 
Isolated, with no before and after,
But a lifetime burning in every moment
And not the lifetime of one man only
But of old stones that cannot be deciphered.
There is a time for the evening under starlight,
A time for the evening under lamplight
(The evening with the photograph album).
Love is most nearly itself
When here and now cease to matter.

Old men ought to be explorers
Here and there does not matter
We must be still and still moving
Into another intensity
For a further union, a deeper communion
Through the dark cold and empty desolation,
The wave cry, the wind cry, the vast waters
Of the petrel and the porpoise. In my end is my beginning.

Pastor Daniel Christian Mack’s Good Friday Meditations on ordinary human Pain and Suffering in these United States, and how much the federal government wants to make sure you suffer….

Good Friday morning.  Who EVER thought I’D be writing so passionately about this subject on GOOD FRIDAY????

I was going to write you the other night while I found myself riveted to a multi-houred documentary called WEED on the Discovery Channel.   It was on the fight between law enforcement and the medicinal marijuana farmers in the Emerald Triangle of Northern California.  I can only remember the one farmer because he was the oldest, B.E. Smith, a former Viet Nam Vet who others were coming to in confidence that he might help them help others aslaw enforcement and the system was making the mission of getting the cure to patients not only nearly impossible, but extremely dangerous in the process.  If I had to sum up the issue from the farmer’s point of view, it would be B.E. Smith’s comment; “You know, the gov‘t trained me to be a killingmachine, and I was very effective at it (as he almost got momentarily choked up remembering some of the carnage).  Now, they want to put me in prison for a plant.”

Another young farmer came to him for help as he too was trying to help patients with new strains of the plant.  And still anotherformerly the most successful dispensory owner in Vallejo, CA before they suddenly raided his business and took everything was still trying to figure out how to proceed to get medicine to his patients as he was out on bail facing an 8 year prison sentence.

Why, why did it only infuriate me as I watched to listen to and watch the law-enforcement side so more than proud to talk about the seriousness of their jobs, the pride they took in getting over a million plants off the street last year, to blame the downfall of America on marijuana, to make sweeping statements about marijuana being the downfall of our youth and society today, and at great expense to taxpayers arm themselves with only the latest offensive technology and expensive gear (including a high-tech helicopter) that they have to fight the war on …marijuana!   So smug, so proud, so self-righteous and self-justified in drawing a government paycheck and benefits with “the law on their side” as they hunt and harass and steal and destroy with military precision these holistic farmers and others trying to get the cure to those who need it?  (Yes, I guess that was one sentence!)

I’m still steamin‘ from what I saw.

Another farmer and his wife had do deal with neighbors that were making property lines an issue, only as an excuse to draw attention to the product they were growing. This led to his bank accounts suddenly being closed –by the bank, and without explanation, and a letter ordering him to turn in his guns (I think the letter called them weapons) because his conceal/carry permit had suddenly been revoked.  The farmer did.  Yet you could see thehandwriting on the wall with the “law enforcement” helicopter outfitted with men in military garb and high-powered rifles and high-tec cameras buzzing his property.  His wife was feeling threatened too of course, but even more so since she had garnered the affection of wild dear coming onto her property which the neighbors invited hunters to shoot out of spite.

There was absolutely no evidence even suggested that any of these farmers (or even the formerly successful dispensary entrepreneur)  were supplying ganga to anyone other than patients who needed it –including one Stanford University Doctor who was at the end of her rope for a cure for her (4?) year-old son’s epileptic seisures which occured 10-12 times a day.  The Canabanoid extract (without the THC) seemed to cure this.  Yet, the farmer who committed to the mom/doctor that he would get the cure for her talked about the risks he was taking to get this medicine to them–especially because of laws concerning giving medicine to children.

But the actions and attitude of “law enforcement” opitomizes in my view everything that’s wrong with this country.  Funding a war on America under the false pretense of do-gooding by the very people that the war is killing!  And with impunity.   Self righteous BASTARDS!  Highly decorated HOOEY!  They all need to be stricken with disease that only canabanoids will cure!

Ironically, one of the patients was a former Fed Narcotics Agent who was dying of some disease that his (system) doctor told him was very agressive and would keep him from walking very soon.  Within weeks, this man was crawling.  He became a patient and believer in the canabanoids and was walking around like normal, but of course the farmer who delivered the medicine spoke of the dangers in delivering it.

Did you ever meet B.E.Smith in your travels?

You want me to vote?  Let me vote with my feet.

I want everyone to see that documentary.



No I never met B.E. Smith but I have heard talk about him.  There are obviously a great number of similarly situated farmers in California’s Central Valley The charges against Herbert Paul Bethel still stand, and he has basically run out of money to defend himself…..

Are we nearer to God on Good Friday?

Nearer, My God, to Thee

Text: Sarah F. Adams, 1805-1848
Music: Lowell Mason, 1792-1872
Tune: BETHANY, Meter: 64.64.6664

1.	Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee! 
	E'en though it be a cross that raiseth me, 
	still all my song shall be, 
	nearer, my God, to thee; 
	nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee! 

2.	Though like the wanderer, the sun gone down, 
	darkness be over me, my rest a stone; 
	yet in my dreams I'd be 
	nearer, my God, to thee; 
	nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee! 

3.	There let the way appear, steps unto heaven; 
	all that thou sendest me, in mercy given; 
	angels to beckon me 
	nearer, my God, to thee; 
	nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee! 

4.	Then, with my waking thoughts bright with thy praise, 
	out of my stony griefs Bethel I'll raise; 
	so by my woes to be 
	nearer, my God, to thee; 
	nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee! 

5.	Or if, on joyful wing cleaving the sky, 
	sun, moon, and stars forgot, upward I fly, 
	still all my song shall be, 
	nearer, my God, to thee; 
	nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee!

Questions: How much does a single child-killing drone cost? How much do tanks and armored calls for small cities cost? Answer: a lot more than NSF grants to study Avian Reproduction—so let’s not start sensationally trivializing National Science Foundation Grants again, no more “Golden Fleece” Awards Please—

On Mar 26, 2013, at 4:25 PM, a dear friend of mine wrote:

My Sincere Answer:

         I think that anti-intellectual sensationalist articles like this are targeted at the 12 year old adolescent in all of us, ooo those old perverted Yale Scientists are studying duck dicks? That’s gross; can you believe they got government money for that?”  (Such expressions are often followed about 24 hours later with “Mom, Dad, can I go to a real Ivy League College?  I want to be a Biologist,” all the while hoping you’ve forgotten why he’d have that subject on her or his mind at all…)

         But studying animal reproduction is in fact the foundation of all biological science.  Carl von Linné’s (“Carolus Linnaeus'”, 1707-1778) great taxonomic classification system of all living creatures was originally called “obscene” because it focused precisely on the abilities and proclivities of animals in different populations to mate with each other and produce viable offspring as the boundaries between species.   For better or for worse, the morphological “fit” between zoological genitalia is an important aspect of Linnaean Systema Naturae analysis, and of every single study of every single species of living creature (or the functionally equivalent reproductive morphology of plants, fungi, bacteria, or even viruses).  

           Like many naturalists of the time, in particular Erasmus Darwin, Linnaeus attached great significance to plant sexual reproduction, which had only recently been rediscovered. Linnaeus drew some rather astonishing parallels between plant sexuality and human love: he wrote in 1729 how

The flowers’ leaves. . . serve as bridal beds which the Creator has so gloriously arranged, adorned with such noble bed curtains, and perfumed with so many soft scents that the bridegroom with his bride might there celebrate their nuptials with so much the greater solemnity. . .

             The sexual basis of Linnaeus’s plant classification was controversial in its day; although easy to learn and use, it clearly did not give good results in many cases. Some critics also attacked it for its sexually explicit nature: one opponent, botanist Johann Siegesbeck, called it “loathsome harlotry”. (Linnaeus had his revenge, however; he named a small, useless European weed Siegesbeckia.)  The Linnean system has endured nearly three centuries now in its method of hierarchical classification and custom of binomial nomenclature.

         And then now, after all, Sister Dear, the expression, “fuck a duck” has become a fairly important phrase in colloquial and vernacular English slang. 

          But seriously, the above-linked Fox News opinion is typical know-nothing NeoCon Distraction by Drivel technique and mere ignorant doggerel.   As the only recipient of a National Science Foundation graduate fellowship in archaeology for the year 1980, and as one who is not at all ashamed of his association with or involvement in some fairly obscure and easily misunderstood scientific projects, I can tell you that the National Science Foundation (NSF) was set up to sponsor academics on the cutting edge to expand the frontiers of science.  

          The competition for these NSF grants is ferocious and peer review by other academics is brutal.  Politicians looking for trivia to make headlines have, unfortunately, often taken aim at NSF and destroyed some valuable and worthwhile research programs.  

         One in particular that I knew about (when I had an NSF graduate fellowship in anthropology and archaeology) was “The Great Tzotzil Maya Dictionary of San Lorenzo Zinacantán in Chiapas.”  Senator William Proxmire gave this “the Golden Fleece” award and all-but-destroyed a very brilliant scholar’s life, a fine academic linguist’s career (that would Dr. Robert M. Laughlin, Chairman Emeritus of Anthropology at the Smithsonian)

          What is $300,000-$400,000 out of the US government budget.  

           Does that pay for one single drone to kill children in Afghanistan or Iraq, maybe to be brought back here and turned on us?  

            Does that pay for the mere transportation of a single tank or armored car to small towns and cities all over America?  

            How many hollow point bullets to point at Citizens who demand their constitutional rights can you buy for the cost of a potentially ground breaking study of avian reproduction?  (After all the article did say the grant funded studies of duck penises, “among other things.”  

            So all I can say is “fuck a duck,” I would rather see that money going to harmless studies of ornithological anatomy and science than to buy more hollow point bullets which may ultimately be aimed at and used for the purpose of ripping up my chest where high blood pressure, electromyocardial tachycardia and general heart disease has failed.  

          I think the Constitution can be fairly reasonably construed to authorize the government to promote the advancement of science and the useful arts.  

        Does the constitution authorize the President to decide that you and I and most of our Patriotic American friends are terrorists who need to be assassinated without trial? 

          Let’s focus on real problems for a change and, you know, “fuck a duck”:  if the government spends a tiny percentage of the fake money it creates to sponsor extremely obscure biological research into the mating habits of certain birds, let’s be thankful they didn’t spend those dollars on hollow point bullets or developing other new technologies to spy on us or control us, and so let it be. Ainsi soit il. 

Ich bin der Geist der Stehts Verneint und das mit Rech

Tierra Limpia/Deo Vindice

Matthew 10:34-39

Think not that I am come to send peace on earth: I came not to send peace, but a sword. For I am come to set a man at variance against his father, and the daughter against her mother, and the daughter in law against her mother in law. And a man’s foes shall be they of his own household.

He that loveth father or mother more than me is not worthy of me: and he that loveth son or daughter more than me is not worthy of me. And he that taketh not his cross, and followeth after me, is not worthy of me. He that findeth his life shall lose it: and he that loseth his life for my sake shall find it.

John 12:23-27 

Verily, verily, I say unto you, Unless a grain of wheat fall into the ground and die, it abideth alone: but if it die, it bringeth forth much fruit.

He that loveth his life shall lose it; and he that hateth his life in this world shall keep it unto life eternal.

            If any man serve me, let him follow me; and where I am, there shall also my servant be: if any man serve me, him will my Father honour.

Why do the Federal Courts NOT allow “Public Cases”? (Excerpt from Transcript of Today’s Arguments before SCOTUS)

Too many disturbing issues raised by today’s arguments in Hollingsworth v. Perry (the California Proposition 8 case) to cover them all, but (1) the RIGHT TO PRIVACY arguments which have heretofore dominated constitutional debate concerning criminalizing or legalizing abortion, contraception generally, and sodomy in particular, requiring parental consent to minor girls’ abortions, etc., have suddenly given way to THE STATE HAS A COMPELLING INTEREST IN REGULATING PROCREATION as a reason for California Proposition 8; Could anything be scarier than a decision which allows the State to have a compelling interest in procreation? (2) the Court seems determined that the States WILL Continue to have the power to define and regulate marriage—and so I will disapprove of any result.  My position remains now as it has been for over a decade now that ALL STATE FAMILY & DOMESTIC RELATIONS CODES ARE UNCONSTITUTIONAL.  Accordingly, my position on Gay Marriage is equally simple: Gay Couples should have EXACTLY THE SAME right to a marriage license as Heterosexual couples and that would be NONE.  Marriage and domestic (home) life generally should be completely outside of the realm of governmental regulation, except to prevent common law crimes by family members against each other the same as against anybody else.  (In other words: assault, battery, false imprisonment, kidnapping, mayhem and murder were crimes before there were any family courts and they still should be; no new laws on “domestic violence” are or ever were necessary).

However, the question of standing grabbed my attention in particular, and because Justice Breyer talks about “Public Cases” as if they were common knowledge, I can’t help wonder why there aren’t more of them going on and why we don’t insist on having them in Federal Court as well:

03-26-2013 12-144 Hollingsworth v Perry Oral Argument

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  1. 1  And if public officials could effectively
  2. 2  veto an initiative by refusing to appeal it, then the
  3. 3  initiative process would be invalidated.
  4. 4  JUSTICE BREYER: That’s — historically, I
  5. 5  think, 40 States, many States have what was called a
  6. 6  public action. A public action is an action by any
  7. 7  citizen primarily to vindicate the interest in seeing
  8. 8  that the law is enforced. Now, that’s the kind of
  9. 9  action I think that this Court has interpreted the
  10. 10  Constitution of the United States, case in controversy,
  11. 11  to say that it does not lie in the Federal system.
  12. 12  And of course, if that kind of action is the
  13. 13  very kind that does not lie, well, then to say, but they
  14. 14  really feel it’s important that the law be enforced,
  15. 15  they really want to vindicate the process, and these are
  16. 16  people of special interests, we found the five citizens
  17. 17  who most strongly want to vindicate the interest in the
  18. 18  law being enforced and the process for making the law be
  19. 19  enforced, well, that won’t distinguish it from a public
  20. 20  action.
  21. 21  But then you say, but also they are
  22. 22  representing the State. At this point, the Dellinger
  23. 23  brief which takes the other side of it is making a
  24. 24  strong argument, well, they are really no more than a
  25. 25  group of five people who feel really strongly that we10


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  1. 1  should vindicate this public interest, and have good
  2. 2  reason for thinking it.
  3. 3  So you have read all these arguments that
  4. 4  it’s not really the agent and so forth. What do you
  5. 5  want to say about it?
  6. 6  MR. COOPER: What I want to say, Your Honor,
  7. 7  is according to the California Supreme Court, the
  8. 8  California Constitution says in terms that among the
  9. 9  responsibilities of official proponents, in addition to
  10. 10  the many other responsibilities that they step forward
  11. 11  and they assume in the initiative process, among those
  12. 12  responsibilities and authorities is to defend that
  13. 13  initiative if the public officials which the initiative
  14. 14  process is designed to control have refused to do it.
  15. 15  It might as well say it in those terms, Your Honor. 03-26-2013 Oral Argument at SCOTUS Marriage as Genderless Institution 12-144a Tuesday March 26 2013

Daniel Christian Mack comments on the fate of Tim Turner and the Republic of the USA

I don’t normally respond to emails not addressed to me, but I wanted to express my satisfaction with your tenor concerning the news about Tim Turner.  Where you could’ve said “I told you so” you didn’t. And if you had been in the company of the man both publicly and privately as often as I was (and not anywhere near as many hours as most of his followers were) you might especially appreciate Tim’s Christian foundation (without being a Bible-thumper), his love for his country (the constitutional republic form of it), and desire to help people help themselves by filing the proper papers while understanding what it was they were filing and why.

Let me say that I never drank all of the Kool Aid that the supporters of the NR did, and I sometimes wondered if that was because I was just concerned about the implications of such an association in the long run, or if it was because I didn’t see any immediate results or benefits, or because I couldn’t afford the copying and postage costs associated with filing the famous “freedom documents”, or if it was a combination of the above.  But while I wasn’t an avid supporter, I also thought that if there was ever a man who stood for principles that I believed the founding fathers would espouse, it was Tim Turner.

It also seemed that Tim Turner was more than familiar with the stranglehold the private banking system had on our Constitutional Republican form of government and was addressing that as lawfully as anyone could–always NOTICING through administrative process (and isn’t that one of the maxims of law that most attorneys never even touch?—exhausting the administrative process FIRST so as not to waste the court‘s time??? –and that’s why attorneys like to pick cases up in the “middle”, in litigation, because that’s where the real money for them is—in the controversy/arguing??) all concerned parties in such a way that they were asked to respond/answer in a certain amount of time so as not to be answering “yes” by acquiescence.  

I never saw anyone offering a remedy that made any MORE sense according to the law.  Yet, it did often expose the fact that often the parties weren’t hearing, much less listening, much less answering.  It appeared that they’d prefer to stand in their too-big-to-fail-good-ol-boy-fraternity position than give the appearance or impression that they had any obligation to anyone other than their own agenda–and certainly not the law!

I also remember that he was one of the Directors of FEMA in Florida under Jeb Buah I believe, and how he resigned voluntarily because of what he was being asked to do against conscience, and how there was at least one, if not two attempts on his life after that because he couldn’t stay quiet about some of the evils that FEMA was up to and trying to make him party to as a Director.

I also remember how he was supposedly in close communications with the FBI, inviting them to every assembly or meeting that was held for the New Republic so that none could say that what he was doing was subversive or otherwise a threat to the country.  I remember hearing that after attending so many meetings, the FBI actually stopped showing up at every meeting because they were in fact supportive of what the NR was doing and realized it was of no threat.

Now, on the other side of the coin, Ken Cousens, one “studied in the law” and I believe the de jure governor of the republic of California for a short time also produced a lecture as to why the NR was nothing more than a private association styled after the form of a republic and was never properly put together to warrant it being recognized by any legitimate government in the world, starting with the fact that it didn’t have it’s own post office or banking system, and ending with the fact that the executive officers were never voted-in correctly by electors (supposedly one of the LAST things you do in forming a new government, not one of the FIRST!).  For such cogent reasons as Ken laid out (after he resigned from the office) he said of course the NR would NEVER gain the traction or respect among governments/nations that people were hoping they would.

On one of those notes, I’d also like to elaborate a bit as can also support the sober tenor with which you address the voting process.  I can’t say that I would disagree with some of your recommendations, but it does seem to completely side-step what Robb Ryder (he has numerous YouTubes) and his research have let him to discover; namely that as sovereigns in the de jure, we are actually “electors” who give up our authority to direct City Hall (as to what they should be doing/holding them accountable to the job descriptions of their offices) when we are coaxed/persuaded (believably through the public screwel system or pitch of the democratic process (where two wolves and one sheep vote what’s for dinner!) that by becoming a REGISTERED VOTER we are actually giving up our greater authority as an elector in the de jure, and becoming just another vote in the de facto democracy further believing that somehow NOW WE HAVE A VOICE THROUGH OUR VOTE!

Did you ever watch that Robb Ryder video I sent you?  He‘s kind of like a bull in a china closet the way he bumps around trying to pronounce words and the like.  But while I fear I get hung up on grammar and those issues (the details), I also fear that I might be missing the forest for the trees while someone like former VietNam vet Robb Ryder might be seeing the real forest a lot easier than I can!

More chicanery? Trickery? Subversive programing to aid in the powers that be bringing the sheep to the slaughter?  I grew up trusting that somehow the powers that be were even more concerned about protecting baseball, hot dogs, apple pie and Chevrolet more than I was!  Now, I don’t trust anyone with government credentials, even if that means someone trained only in the public screwl system and their attending universities.  

And the more I see/experience/hear about the courts where justice is supposed to be sought, the more I realize there is little if any justice to be found there, that instead it is “just us” looking for fairness, for remedy, for justice.  And why anyone with your credentials would want to go back is illogical given that people in the know usually aren’t seeking the help of an attorney, and when they do, they usually discover how impotent they are to make any significant changes or differences when it comes to getting justice.  (i.e. Michael Pines, Richard Fine, Charles Lincoln III, etc.) 

There’s a lot to be said for the schools of hard knocks, and the people who have attended them like you going through what you have to become dis-barred, and extradited and the like.  You show more by those actions the kind of character that attracts honest people–though admitedly maybe honest people who can’t afford your services!  Haven‘t we learned by now that any attorney that is really going to live on the cutting edge of making a difference is also going to put his BAR card at risk?  If not, is not the end result going to be some sort of compromise or settlement instead of a victory?  Or is a settlement supposed to be the victory?

I was reminded of this yesterday when a registered agent with the IRwho’s helping us deal with over $22k of “frivolous filing” penalties finally counseled us to take advantage of a new law with the IRS that puts a maximum ceiling on our penalties of $500 or $1000.  Sure, sounds a lot better than $22k plus!  But is it just?  Is it right? No!  Not when you have others more learned in the law pointing out their dirty laundry!  How conditioned havwe become to accept the lowest we can afford rather than go after the #$%%#  ##$#!$!^%’s for taking advantage of folks that THEY KNOW don’t have the resources to expose their crimes!!! A bottle of Tide is still more affordable than buying the whole laundrymat.ndry (As JT who you met and has the IRC all but memorized says, “they’re citing codes under Alcohol, Tobacco, and Firearms sections, and not codes under income tax!  Furthermore, the code section you SHOULD be under they ignore because it has no implementing regulation.  In other words, they have no authority to regulate or make judgements or impose fines in the code section under which your activity falls.  So they pull you in under another one and make it hell for you in every way to correct the record!

Enough for you to chew on for now. 

San Juan Capistrano, Orange County, California