This is Our Super BowlSubmitted by Cornmeal Smithy on Sat, 01/26/2013 - 00:15
And here I sit so patiently
Waiting to find out what price
I have to pay to get out of
Going through all these things twice
- Bob Dylan, Memphis Blues Again
The Daily Paul is like a mini Facebook, except on Facebook people use their "real names.”
The Daily Paul is like a masquerade ball. The various colorful and utilitarian usernames are the masks.
With all the news about government infiltrators on websites etc., it is not hard to imagine that some of those infiltrators are hiding behind some of those masks. Some might think that the Daily Paul is too fringy - why would they bother coming here? The answer is because this is where it all gets sorted out. The Daily Paul exists at the margins, between propaganda of all kinds: The left's, the right's, the libertarians’, the anarchists, the government, the cult of business, the cult of entertainment, the cult of sports. All of those cults are represented here, in one form or another, at this masquerade ball.
Ask any economist where all the interesting stuff happens? At the margins!
Meanwhile, here at the margins, a lot of attention being paid to Sandy Hook. But I think it is a diversion.
The real conspiracy is that something big is going on right now in DC. Something epically huge, and it is the epic war going on between Mom & Dad over the money:
"Honey, where's the funking money?"
"Honey, we're out of funking money!"
And while they're up there picking our pockets (obtaining the funking money), some of our brightest minds are picking away at Sandy Hook. And I think it is a diversion. And not to get corny by quoting Clinton, but, “What difference does it make now? What difference do the details make?” The action is done. What is important right now is the reaction. And Diane Feinstein formally launched that reaction this morning.
Thesis: Antithesis. Synthesis.
We’re at the antithesis. The *officially recognized* thesis of the tragedy is, “Nobody should have those kinds of guns — look at what they do with them!” What kind of gun are they? They’re rifles, the weapon that won our independence from the British.
The antithesis is, “Take them all away.”
And knowing our loyal crop of Republicans, they’ll probably say — “Ok, here. But just take few! Not too many, dear…” And the incrementalism towards a complete slave society lurches another few yards forward towards the goal line of total domination of all aspects of our lives.
Our job is to stop that. It can only be stopped in one place: The United States Congress. Who’ve we got on the inside? Not just the guys we know - Rand, Justin Amash, Massie. The other guys too. The Tea Party guys. Those who won’t fold. And yes - gasp - some dreaded neocons. Bill Kristol is on our side on this one. Where is Rush? Where is Hannity? Are those guys with us or not?
We’re all going to have to work together on this one. Put the differences aside and put the shoulder to the wheel. The Constitution is at stake.
We need a Grover Norquist-style vice grip: The only acceptable vote is no. "Shall not be infringed." And we need to start asking, "Where is our militia?"
This time, the fight is not about a man. It is about the message. It is about marching together, in lockstep straight into enemy fire. If we break ranks, we die. It has happened before: “Join or die.” This is our line in the sand. If we must, then we must join forces with Neocons and Faux-Tea Partiers. Plug your nose and do it for the greater cause.
Now do you get politics? Do you get it? Sometimes you need friends in a fight with you.
The 13 colonies knew when it was time to put quibbling aside.
Right now, we’re back to where we were a quarter millennia ago ago. Time is a spiral. We’re coming back to that season in history - not then, but again. Now. Are the ideas of a quarter millennia ago still valid? If so, what will we do to honor them?
Right now, Obama and the left look to be flying high. The Administration is attempting to achieve breakaway velocity. They’re on a roll. But speed can kill - especially politically.
This is why I like sports, and have very much enjoyed the NFL playoffs this season (and am looking forward to the Superbowl). Those football games are metaphors for life. There are winners and losers, and in order to be the former, and not the latter, you’ve got to fight like hell. Momentum, without seeming cause, can suddenly shift. You can feel it. Everyone can. One minute things everything is going against your team, suddenly you're on such an inexplicable roll you can't believe it.
This is it. This is our Superbowl. The prize is the Constitution. This is what Ron Paul was preaching at us the whole past 6 years.
The government is breaking the law - multiple laws. Egregiously. And we all stand by silently. We are supposed to hold the government accountable - that’s the theory, anyway. But it has already slipped beyond our ability to control. While we were focused on other things, our little servant has morphed into our master. Tricky little bastard.
This is the time that our side - the side that believes in the Constitution, stands and fights. No running. No compromising.
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And so now I understand! As I watch the play unfold for the second time - thesis, antitheis, synthesis. I understand now, why it is crazy to associate 911 with politics. It takes you out of the game immediately. You don't even get in the door. And if somehow you got in, as soon as you start talking 911, you're on the outs. That's why everyone had to shut up about 911 during the presidential runs, in spite of the fact that it is the most obvious thing in the world. I understood intuitively the need to shut down 911 before, but now I understand the mechanism of the shame creation. But I also understand the necessity of it.
I'll give you the analogy with Sandy Hook: The real fight is the one in Congress over the Second Amendment, over the meaning of a few words:
A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, the right of the people to keep and bear Arms, shall not be infringed.
There are excellent reasons to preserve this part of our heritage. The reasons are solid and rational. "Sandy Hook was a hoax" is not one of those reasons. In fact, it only serves to weaken the rational argument, and paint the idea of the government turning on us as ridiculous. As ridiculous as the government staging a mass shooting of kids. Or put another way, the argument, regardless of its truth, is more trouble than it is worth, considering the already excellent arguments we have at our disposal.
This is more interesting to me: “Shall not be infringed,” seems to take all the headlines, but just as important, and nearly always ignored, is the mention of the well regulated militia. What has happened to our militia? Did we think we outgrew the need for it? Got snookered out of it by the politicians on the hill? It was probably the latter, based on what I've seen. Just part of the relentless incrementalism.
But this is it. This is the Super Bowl. The Second Amendment protects the first. And all the others. It is the last line of defense.
Is that something worth putting aside the apathy for? It’s going to be ugly. It's politics after all. But this has the potential to go down as one of the epic political fights in history. The left will malign us and spit on us, and use the most unfair tactics — and of course, they’ll use the children (we need to find a way to use the children!). They'll stand on their graves and moralize (we need to do it first! Claim that the safety of the children is on our side).
But one day they will thank us. One day, they will understand the true meaning of the Second Amendment.
This fight is so epic, Scott Brown might be able to sneak back into the Senate again up here in Massachusetts, filling Kerry’s old spot. The Democrats are attempting to pass that seat to Ed Markey, who has been in Congress for something like 36 years. He’s the old dog on the street, and when he said about the Senate seat, “I think I’d like to eat that,” everyone else backed off. No one is challenging him. This is the good-old-boys-network in action.
I'd love to see someone throw a monkey wrench into that.
But I'd like to see someone other than Scott Brown. He was pretty useless as a Republican.