“The US and Cuba are no longer enemies or rivals but neighbors. And it is time to let the world know that we wish each other well,” said Stupid Traitorous Secretary of State John Kerry as the U.S. flag was raised in Havana, Aug, 14, 2015.
“We won the war!” Raoul Castro cried triumphantly.
A bitter and infuriating development for refugees from the tyranny of the Castros’ Communist Cuba, and surely for all right-thinking persons everywhere!
For them, Marco Rubio, the son of Cuban refugees, spoke.
The Hill reports:
Sen. Marco Rubio on Friday blasted President Obama’s “dangerous” twin outreaches to Iran and Cuba, which he called symptoms of a broader policy of “weakness and concession”.
“The concessions to Iran and Cuba both endanger our nation,” the Florida Republican and presidential candidate said in remarks at the Foreign Policy Initiative.
“I believe they represent the convergence of nearly every flawed strategic, moral and economic notion that has driven President Obama’s foreign policy, and as such are emblematic of so many of the crises he has worsened around the world.”
The remarks came as American diplomats were preparing to raise their flag above the U.S. Embassy in Havana for the first time in more than five decades.
And Humberto Fontova, writing at Townhall, tells this story:
“I see that the flagpole still stands,” said a choked-up General Douglas MacArthur on March 2, 1945 as he entered devastated but liberated Corregidor. “Have our troops hoist the colors to its peak, and let no enemy ever haul them down. “
A U.S. Army sergeant named Manuel Perez-Garcia was on Luzon during that victorious flag-raising. Perez-Garcia was born in Cuba but immigrated to the U.S. after Pearl Harbor to join the U.S. Army and volunteer for combat. At the time of that flag-raising he’d fought almost constantly for 14 months, through New Guinea and the southern Philippines. His purple hearts, Bronze Star and Silver Star with Oak Leaf Cluster said something about his role in that victory for freedom. We can only imagine how he felt when he finally saw his beloved stars and stripes fluttering over Corregidor.
Upon the Communist invasion of South Korea in June of 1950, Manuel Perez-Garcia rallied to the U.S. colors again, volunteering for the U.S. army again at age 41. It took a gracious letter from President Harry Truman himself to explain that by U.S. law Manuel was slightly overaged but mostly that, “You, sir, have served well above and beyond your duty to the nation. You’ve written a brilliant page in service to this country.”
Mr Perez-Garcia’s son, Jorge, however, was the right age for battle in Korea and stepped to the fore. He joined the U.S. army, made sergeant and died from a hail of Communist bullets while leading his men in Korea on May 4th 1952.
When Manuel Perez Garcia was 51 years old, the Castro brothers and Che Guevara were busily converting his native country into a Soviet satrapy riddled with prison camps and mass graves. So Manuel volunteered for combat again. Like most of his Cuban Band of Brothers he fought to his very last bullet, inflicting casualties of 20 to 1 against his Soviet armed and led enemies. That bitter and bloody battleground is now known as The Bay of Pigs.
When the smoke cleared and their ammo had been expended to the very last bullet, a hundred of them lay dead and hundreds more wounded, after their very mortars and machine gun barrel had almost melted from their furious rates of fire; after three days of relentless battle, barely 1,400 Cuban freedom-fighters – without air support (from the U.S. Carriers just offshore) and without a single supporting shot by naval artillery (from U.S. cruisers and destroyers poised just offshore) – had squared off against 21,000 Castro troops, his entire air force and squadrons of Soviet tanks. The Cuban freedom-fighters inflicted casualties of 20 to 1 against their Soviet-armed and led enemies. But to hear Castro’s echo chambers in the mainstream media, think-tanks and academia, Fidel was the plucky David and the betrayed invaders the bumbling Goliath!
The battle was over in three days, but the heroism was not.
Now came almost two years in Castro’s dungeons for Mr Perez-Garcia and his captured Band of Brothers, complete with the psychological torture that always accompanies communist incarceration. During these months in Castro’s dungeons, the freedom-fighters lived under a daily firing squad-death sentence.
Escaping that sentence would have been easy, as Castro’s KGB-trained torturers “explained” almost daily: simply sign the little paper confessing they were “mercenaries of the Yankee imperialists” and go on record denouncing the U.S. In other words: publicly spit on the U.S. flag. In other words, the same stunt half of Hollywood pulls for the sake of publicity, these men could have pulled to save their lives.
None buckled. None even wobbled. None of these “men” (actually, some were as young as Audie Murphy had been upon trying to enlist in 1941) signed the document – nor uttered a word against the Stars and Stripes.
And I stress: these men were convinced that going on record trashing the U.S. would save their lives. After all, during these very months Che Guevara’s firing squads were murdering hundreds of bound and gagged Cubans weekly, and for “crimes” much less offensive than those of these men and boys.
The Cuban freedom-fighters stood tall, proud, defiant, and solidly with their commander, even sparring with Castro himself during their televised Stalinist show trials. “We will die with dignity!” snapped freedom-fighter commander Erneido Oliva at the furious Castroites again, and again, and again. To Castroites, such an attitude not only enrages but baffles.
Manuel Perez-Garcia passed away in Miami at the tender age of 102 in 2011. Today his ashes along with those of his son rest in Arlington. Maybe he’s lucky not to witness his beloved flag raised in Castro’s Havana, within walking distance of political prisons and torture chambers, a smirking Che Guevara mocking it from banners and murals in every direction.
For Manuel Perez-Garcia and his Band of Brothers that flag [the Stars and Stripes] symbolized victory and freedom.
In Havana today it symbolizes U.S. surrender to the Stalinist cowards who destroyed and defiled their homeland, and craved to nuke their adopted one.
“When at the Bay of Pigs we were abandoned, we were sad,” says Che Guevara’s captor Felix Rodriguez, who today serves as the President of the Bay of Pigs Veterans Association. “And now we feel abandoned again, betrayed by the President.”
We would only disagree with Marco Rubio’s statement of condemnation so far as to contend that Obama and his gang – especially traitorous Kerry – who so incredibly govern the United States, are not “making concessions” to their country’s enemies out of “weakness”, but pressing aid and comfort upon them out of passionate ideological affinity.
From the Hoover Institution at Stanford University (read more here):
The Hoover Institution, today, mourns the loss of a great historian and friend, Robert Conquest. It is with profound sadness that we reflect upon his life and intellectual contributions, which have left a lasting impression around the world. …
Conquest spent 28 years at the Hoover Institution where he was a Senior Research Fellow. A recipient of the Presidential Medal of Freedom in 2005, he was a renowned historian of Soviet politics and foreign policy. Conquest has been known for his landmark work The Great Terror: Stalin’s Purge of the Thirties. More than 35 years after its publication, the book remains one of the most influential studies of Soviet history and has been translated into more than 20 languages.
Conquest was the author of twenty-one books on Soviet history, politics, and international affairs including Harvest of Sorrow, Stalin and the Kirov Murder, The Great Terror: A Reassessment, Stalin: Breaker of Nations and Reflections on a Ravaged Century and The Dragons of Expectation. Conquest was literary editor of the London Spectator, brought out eight volumes of poetry and one of literary criticism, edited the seminal New Lines anthologies (1955–63), and published a verse translation of Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn’s epic Prussian Nights (1977). …
Educated at Winchester College and the University of Grenoble, he was an exhibitioner in modern history at Magdalen College, Oxford, receiving his BA and MA in politics, philosophy, and economics and his DLitt in history.
Conquest served in the British infantry in World War II and thereafter in His Majesty’s Diplomatic Service; he was awarded the Order of the British Empire. In 1996 he was named a Companion of the Order of St. Michael and St. George.
In the late 1960s an era of terrorism began. Organized terrorist groups struck within the liberal democracies of Western Europe and North America, and in the less secure countries of South America and Africa. Groups of different nationalities acted with and for each other. One of them, the Palestine Liberation Organization, became the chief and central agency for dispensing terror and death, for supplying fighters, arms, money, training, orders and advice to customers of every shade of political and ideological coloration who were eager or willing to destroy, terrify and kill. And the power for which it acted as agent in its mission of global partisan warfare was the Soviet Union. … Those are the inescapable conclusions to which [this book] leads.
Support for terrorist organizations … now seems to be Moscow’s accepted tactic. But the author also makes it clear that from early Soviet times such support has been given in circumstances or areas where the advantages seem to outbalance the admitted negatives. It is is thus to be seen as a tactical weapon in the process of unlimited expansion as and when possible to which Leninism, and their political mind-set in general, commits Soviet leaders.
- Everyone is conservative about what he knows best.
- Any organization not explicitly right-wing sooner or later becomes left-wing.
- The simplest way to explain the behavior of any bureaucratic organization is to assume that it is controlled by a cabal of its enemies.
John Derbyshire adds this:
Of the Second Law, Conquest gave the Church of England and Amnesty International as examples.
Of the Third, he noted that a bureaucracy sometimes actually is controlled by a secret cabal of its enemies — e.g. the postwar British secret service.
… And – we would add – the United States of America since Barack Obama became president.
A fourth video proving that Planned Parenthood sells parts of babies is now circulating.
This latest one reveals that the trafficking in parts includes those of children actually born whole and alive.
What we’d like to know is: do the mothers get a share of the proceeds? There has been no indication that they do, but shouldn’t they?
Is a fetus the property of the mother or isn’t it?
So far it is being treated as the exclusive property of the abortionist. That doesn’t seem right to us.
If it is okay to sell fetuses and babies, whether whole or in parts, then women could establish a whole new industry.
Just think of it. Make money at your ease, ladies. All in the comfort of your own homes. And with very little labor – except perhaps at the very end of the process, if the goods ordered need to be whole and alive.
Form a union or professional association to set and control prices.
A new kind of monopoly! Women only. All over the world. No limitation by national borders. No travel. Get on with other things while your valuable crop grows inside you.
Conceive in pleasure, sell at leisure.
You can decide when to abort, or whether to go to term, depending on whether you want high turnover or one large payment once a year.
Why should you conceive children that will cost you a fortune to raise and educate when you can instead conceive them to make your fortune?
Pregnant women of the world unite! You have nothing to lose but your virginity – and your mothering instinct (and who cares about that?). True, you will go through horrible mood-swings as your hormones adjust radically to one condition and then another, but medical science will soon find a way to take care of that if it hasn’t already.
But don’t forget your personal income from selling the fruits of your womb will be taxed. Which is why you will probably find that the state has nothing against the business and is even likely to encourage it.
Of course, it won’t be long before fathers will start demanding a share of the revenues. Be prepared: a big argument is looming up there.
And don’t imagine that your monopoly will last for long. The science already exists for children – and even grown ups – to be grown in laboratories. Remember Dolly the sheep?
Come to think of it, she was grown from a cell from a mammary gland. Now you won’t be needing your breasts to feed infants, so why not sell them? Yet another source of income entirely in you own control, with no expenditure and no overheads.
Well yes, new laws will soon be needed to make it clear just who has what property rights in human eggs, sperm, cells, fetuses, children …
And international agreements will probably need to be negotiated. But that’s all in the future.
Meanwhile, ladies and pubescent girls, F*** for Fun and Fortune!
O brave new world, that has such people in it!
Barack Obama … has done more to diminish America’s standing, power, and military than any single figure in American history.
– So Mark Tapson writes at Front Page.
He goes on (in part):
Last Friday, as the week downshifted into the Memorial Day three-day holiday, the official Twitter account of the Democratic Party … tweeted a pic of – whom else? – President Obama lapping at an ice cream cone while media lapdogs zoomed their cameras in to capture the photo op. … For Barack Obama, of course, everything is about Barack Obama.
This all came in the wake of the fall of Ramadi in Iraq to the demonic forces of ISIS – you know, the JV team that has absolutely nothing to do with Islam. In the early years of the war in Iraq, more American lives were lost in the intense fighting to secure the province of Anbar, which includes Ramadi and Fallujah, than anywhere else in the country. Now our warriors who survived that fighting, and the families and friends of those who didn’t, are watching ISIS reclaim Iraq and are wondering what that sacrifice was for.
A 15-year-old boy, the son of Obama devotees, was visiting the teenage children of one of our editors. He was thin, pale, sensitive, well-mannered and articulate. When invited to stay to dinner his immediate reply was, “No, thank you, I‘m a vegetarian.” He was assured that there were vegetables, salads and fruit on the menu. Rather reluctantly he sat down and spooned some food on to his plate. He explained that he had become vegetarian because he thought it wrong to kill animals for food. He felt very bad about the suffering of animals at the hands of human beings.
“And before you ask,” he went on, “I do not usually wear leather. It’s true that I’m wearing leather shoes today, but I know who produces them. It’s a small group of craftsmen who’re careful to get the leather from a place where the animals are well cared for, roam freely, and are killed humanely. I make sure that none of the things I buy is made by exploited workers.”
He went on to list other concerns of his. People on minimum wages were not being paid enough to live on. Illegal immigrants were unable to get health care. Blacks were perpetually discriminated against in all walks of life. Corporations were the curse of the earth. It was horrible that some people were rich while others were poor. America bullied other nations.
By the time everyone got up from the table, he hadn’t eaten more than two or three mouthfuls.
His hosts wondered if his parents were aware of the heavy burden of guilt and shame they were laying upon on him – no doubt reinforced at his public school – and whether they had noticed how severely he was punishing himself.
The poor kid felt bad about being well housed and provided for. He felt bad about being an American. He felt bad about being white. It seemed that he even felt bad about being a member of the human race.
How many millions of children are there now who are like this boy?
Raising generations that blame and despise themselves and their exceptionally bountiful country is surely the worst crime of the Left in America.
Saturday is a good day for exposing silliness.
Silliness is always to be found among the devotees of political correctness.
And the devotees of political correctness are always to be found in the universities.
Today it may be found in the University of Michigan. It is “banning” words.
Professor Jonathan Turley writes:
The University of Michigan has spent $16,000 on a campaign to get students to use “inclusive language” and stop using certain words and phrases.
Among the banned words and phrases are: crazy, insane, gay, tyranny, illegal alien, fag, ghetto, and raghead.
He points out that –
Once schools begin to list approved and disapproved words, there is a slippery slope toward the inclusion of any word that could possibly insult any person or group.
And that –
Most of my friends who are homosexual refer to themselves as “gay”.
The level of intelligence among those at the University of Michigan who are trying to shrink the English language is demonstrated by this:
“I wanted to die” is listed as offense to “people who have attempted or committed suicide”.
That prompts us to say that the language-censors at Michigan University are positively retarded.
But – oops! – that’s another “banned” word. This comes from Truth Revolt:
Students at UCLA are uniting in solidarity over a new political correctness campaign: to ban the “R-word”.
The campaign, called “Spread the Word to End the Word”, asks students to pledge to eradicate the words “retard” and “retarded” from their vocabulary.
UCLA (University of California Los Angeles) hopes to get the entire nation to stop using those two words.
The Spread the Word to End the Word campaign is part of a larger national movement to stop people from using the word “retard” or “retarded”. Using the word as a negative label can be offensive because it is associated with people who have developmental or learning disabilities.
In other words, retarded people.
“New Year’s Day: Now is the accepted time to make your regular annual good resolutions.
Next week you can begin paving hell with them as usual.” – Mark Twain
A Happy New Year to all who see this page!
We make New Year wishes rather than resolutions. Here are some of them:
May Obama be hindered, hampered, frustrated and blocked in every political action he takes. Best of all, may he (and Joe Biden) resign.
May the decline of America, that Obama has deliberately worked, be reversed. May the Republicans use their congressional majorities and all their positions of authority to effect that reversal.
May religious belief start withering away, irreversibly, from the human psyche.
May Islam be soundly defeated everywhere on earth and set on the road to rapid and total extinction.
May the welfare state start being phased out, and genuine market economies be allowed to function in every nation-state.
May the man-made global warming lobby give up.
May the United Nations and all its agencies be destroyed.
Those are enough to be getting on with.
Okay – we’re being unrealistic. But while we’re wishing, we may as well wish big.
Readers are invited to tell us their wishes (or resolutions) if they will.
Let us celebrate this season of the year with feasting and carousing, with good cheer in good company, with music and laughter.
December 25 was not the birthday of that tragic rabbi, “Jesus” of Nazareth; nor claimed to be for St Paul’s (completely different and totally fictitious) “Jesus Christ”.
December 25 was only chosen as the day of the Christian god’s earthly birth (from the womb of a virgin!) in the third century CE at the earliest.
A Christian source states authoritatively:
The eventual choice of December 25, made perhaps as early as 273, reflects a convergence of Origen’s concern about pagan gods and the church’s identification of God’s son with the celestial sun. December 25 already hosted two other related festivals: natalis solis invicti (the Roman “birth of the unconquered sun”), and the birthday of Mithras, the Iranian “Sun of Righteousness” whose worship was popular with Roman soldiers. The winter solstice, another celebration of the sun, fell just a few days earlier. Seeing that pagans were already exalting deities with some parallels to the true deity [haw-haw, yeah, sure – ed], church leaders decided to commandeer the date and introduce a new festival.
The day has been called “Christmas” for some 1,841 years.
So we say to our frequent readers, casual visitors, highly valued commenters, critics, and even our less insulting abusers:
We wish you a Very Merry Christmas!
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Feast, drink deep, be merry!
We drink to your good health, happiness with much laughter, and enduring liberty.
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