We Must Rise
Once upon a time there was a land called America.
Built by hard-working men with their bare hands and with grit in their teeth, it was a nation of steel beams and bursting silos.
The workday sun would break cold and wan over the fields of flaxen straw, its watchful eye beckoning men to a day full of toil and sweat. A cup of coffee, a kiss for a loved one, and a hard hat grasped on the way out the door.
Combines would crawl the face of the earth. Barges would drift down the nation’s arteries. Gray behemoths would smoke and churn across the land on iron rails too frail to hold the heaving land back.
Then something happened. From a distant capital, men in white collars conspired to spirit away the fruit of the people’s labor.
Industrial magnates and political machines consorted. Backroom deals were brokered. The thrice-disbanded central bank back in business – with a vengeance.
A tax on labor was instituted. And a tax on property. And a tax on sales. The theft of the profit of billions of individual efforts caused the economy’s life-blood to congeal.
Dollars became worth less than pennies. Poverty crept into the dilapidated shacks of the heartland. The cities, once bustling and teeming with life, rusted away.
The bureaucracies grew and fed on the last remaining life of the Republic. The Constitution, dry and tattered parchment, collected dust in the state museum.
Paper checks were cut and printed and dispersed. The capital stretched its tentacles across the land. The invisible cage of debt imprisoned the people.
“Help us!” cried the people. The government gave the people more “help.”
The politicians sipped fine wine as unemployment surpassed one in five. The central bank pumped in dollars until the economy exploded. Wall Street delighted as they cashed in their chips and moved on.
Men and women around the world who had once been inspired to come to America now turned away. The nation built on freedom, opportunity, and hard work was lost.
The country dismantled and tyranny established, the mild desperation of petty existence became commonplace. The countenances of disappointed youth became grayer.
The common man became common. The everyday hero was a novel of yesteryear.
A nation falling from greatness – and for what? For a handful of men to rule over millions?
Not if we oppose them. The left-wing radicals, the welfare mob, the statists’ sycophants – all conspiring to bring America to its knees.
Men, only men, all of them. And lesser men than we.
Truth? What is truth but the ultimate sword to cleave the enemy’s deceptions in twain?
Will? What is will but that essence deep within us that calls us to realize our lives and to live it to the fullest?
Happiness? What is happiness now but a passing moment of melancholic joy, lulling us to slumber while the world around us burns?
Awake! Ours is the world!
Our lives, are they so precious we would let the world we know, the blessings of liberty, cease to exist, and all the joys of humankind be snuffed out like a lantern?
We must mobilize! Awake from that pleasant dream and realize the war is upon you!
The bullets are buzzing by your ear. The footsteps are marching. The tanks are rolling. The children are screaming. The women are being torn from homes. Men are being rounded up – to be made use of or shot.
This can be avoided. But it must come to pass according to the ruthless manner our enemies in government press us, unless we fiercely oppose them. One thing is certain: They will not relent.
Neither shall we. We must press hard with all our energy, strongly and resolutely taking the fight to our enemies, on our own terrain: the neighborhoods, the streets, the fields. We must exchange our pleasant dreams, as fleeting as they are, for the gleaming promise of regaining freedom.
For our sake. For our generation’s sake. For our nation’s sake. We must rise.




YES! We the People must rise, one by one, with a determination of our conviction to restore America to her future glory, for the sake of our children and grandchildren! We must rise!!!!!
I like the new look for the blog. Very nice indeed.
Thanks much, Dave!