(A look into my mind)
A VETERANS PLEA:
I have over 400 friends on FB. Of this group of friends, less than 350 are not involved in politics, liberty, or any form of government. Of those 350, I have heard from around 10 people who think I have taken “this thing” too far. Offline comments state I post too much negativity and political information. It has been said I am pushing people away with my “over doing it”. Further opinions are target toward my parenting and priorities. Allow me to address this further.
I joined the military after 9/11 with the patriotic passion to do my part, to be a part of something and grow as a productive member of society. During this time, I learned how to protect military and civilian personnel from various different health hazards not just from military industrial processes, both those which were a threat from the enemy. Whether it was in the form of metals dust, drinking water, radiation, nuclear, or biological, I studied and executed protection measures. I traveled to many places, and missed a lot of important events back home. I was protecting my country. In doing so, I missed my daughter’s first steps. I spent more than one holiday away from her.
In 2010, a friend suggested I watch a documentary called, “Terrorstorm, an Alex Jones film”. Sitting for over an hour watching documented evidence that counteracts everything I believed and supported. I remember lying in bed that night trying to discredit everything I had just saw and heard. How can one documentary disprove my government, the mission I supported, and the jodies I shouted during military cadence. The 4 years I had already sacrificed to serve… was I a robot? Was I being used by my own government for propaganda? This tested my patriotism and I was emotionally secluded. I took to the internet and watched more documentaries, from different journalists, even veteran video blogs. I needed proof for myself, I needed solid proof my government used me, before I would further question my government, my leaders. The FOIA became my best friend, I wanted to know things that the average person wouldn’t think to ask. It took months, on one occasion, 2 years before I got a response. When documents are blacked out, pages missing, and you realized your original question was never answered… something is being kept from the public! The information I requested was no longer “free”.
The spiral of my awakening was solidified when I started watching CSPAN. That channel you would turn to as a joke to make someone say, “Turn it”, comparable to tuning your car radio to an opera station for the provoked laugh. CSPAN became my “Jersey Shore”. I would walk in the door and tune into the conversations within government committees and speeches given on the house floor. My DVR was full of CPSAN and CSPAN 2. What once was dorky and corny now owned my interest like the latest fad. The things that were said, the jaw dropping admissions from their own mouths, there was no question of validity. Bills were being introduced, policy proposed, how was I so unaware of what, not my, but our government was executing and proposing before my very eyes. How ignorant and stupid had I gotten? From singing the 50 states in alphabetical in elementary school to forgetting where South Dakota was on the US map! Those political yard sign had always annoyed me; I follow politics or history.
I started to actually pay attention to government as a whole, I read a lot of books and learned about the founding fathers, the Constitution and the branches of government and the powers they were granted. After all, in 2006 I had raised my right hand in a room full of 20 other people reciting the Oath of Enlistment. The Constitution wasn’t just a chapter in a high school history book, it wasn’t just a historical document. The Constitution was the road map, the “bible” of government and what they were/were not authorized to execute. The foundation of everything I did in the military was supposed to abide by, uphold, and defend the Constitution.
Suddenly, carrying around a pocket guide Constitution in the side pockets of my NWU's wasn’t patriotic. Reading and understand this document became rebellious. Educated myself on the wordings of the contract that bonded me to this uniform made me an outcast. After further personal experiences with military fraudulent activities, I decided to end my first enlistment, I would separate. The security of free healthcare, education, pension, and other retirement benefits did not out weigh what I viewed as being a part of treason. The “enemy” with biological weapons, wasn’t some man in a cave with the strongest wifi signal on the planet. The biological hazards that were said to be eradicated were actually housed by the US government, in Georgia. These terrorists weren’t men in the far off sand dunes. I became well aware the Constitution I swore to instructed me to not only defend this country from distant enemies, but domestically. Suddenly, men in suits funded by lobbyists, big Pharma, and big banks were the documented domestic terrorists.
As I became more awake, I promised myself I would always try to disprove any information I found that exposed any government. It no longer became a mission to find evidentiary proof how evil the U.S. government became, but rather, I could not find any information to support how wonderful and free my country was. From the corruption within the EPA, FDA, CIA, IRS, Congress, the office of the President, I cannot even keep up with the different ways we lose our Constitutional rights and liberty. I pick and choose my battles. Ever since watching Terrorstorm in 2010, I had learned of a man named Ron Paul. A politician who actually made sense! He wasn’t funded by large corporations, and everything he did was to uphold the Constitution. I had grown up listening to friends and family talk about voting for politicians who supported “their” views. Wait a minute! How selfish, we should vote on who has the best interest of our country in mind and didn’t impose perks for people by groups.
I have over 400 friends on FB. Of this group of friends, less than 350 are not involved in politics, liberty, or any form of government. Of those 350, I have heard from around 10 people who think I have taken “this thing” too far. Offline comments state I post too much negativity and political information. It has been said I am pushing people away with my “over doing it”. Further opinions are target toward my parenting and priorities. Allow me to address this further.
I joined the military after 9/11 with the patriotic passion to do my part, to be a part of something and grow as a productive member of society. During this time, I learned how to protect military and civilian personnel from various different health hazards not just from military industrial processes, both those which were a threat from the enemy. Whether it was in the form of metals dust, drinking water, radiation, nuclear, or biological, I studied and executed protection measures. I traveled to many places, and missed a lot of important events back home. I was protecting my country. In doing so, I missed my daughter’s first steps. I spent more than one holiday away from her.
In 2010, a friend suggested I watch a documentary called, “Terrorstorm, an Alex Jones film”. Sitting for over an hour watching documented evidence that counteracts everything I believed and supported. I remember lying in bed that night trying to discredit everything I had just saw and heard. How can one documentary disprove my government, the mission I supported, and the jodies I shouted during military cadence. The 4 years I had already sacrificed to serve… was I a robot? Was I being used by my own government for propaganda? This tested my patriotism and I was emotionally secluded. I took to the internet and watched more documentaries, from different journalists, even veteran video blogs. I needed proof for myself, I needed solid proof my government used me, before I would further question my government, my leaders. The FOIA became my best friend, I wanted to know things that the average person wouldn’t think to ask. It took months, on one occasion, 2 years before I got a response. When documents are blacked out, pages missing, and you realized your original question was never answered… something is being kept from the public! The information I requested was no longer “free”.
The spiral of my awakening was solidified when I started watching CSPAN. That channel you would turn to as a joke to make someone say, “Turn it”, comparable to tuning your car radio to an opera station for the provoked laugh. CSPAN became my “Jersey Shore”. I would walk in the door and tune into the conversations within government committees and speeches given on the house floor. My DVR was full of CPSAN and CSPAN 2. What once was dorky and corny now owned my interest like the latest fad. The things that were said, the jaw dropping admissions from their own mouths, there was no question of validity. Bills were being introduced, policy proposed, how was I so unaware of what, not my, but our government was executing and proposing before my very eyes. How ignorant and stupid had I gotten? From singing the 50 states in alphabetical in elementary school to forgetting where South Dakota was on the US map! Those political yard sign had always annoyed me; I follow politics or history.
I started to actually pay attention to government as a whole, I read a lot of books and learned about the founding fathers, the Constitution and the branches of government and the powers they were granted. After all, in 2006 I had raised my right hand in a room full of 20 other people reciting the Oath of Enlistment. The Constitution wasn’t just a chapter in a high school history book, it wasn’t just a historical document. The Constitution was the road map, the “bible” of government and what they were/were not authorized to execute. The foundation of everything I did in the military was supposed to abide by, uphold, and defend the Constitution.
Suddenly, carrying around a pocket guide Constitution in the side pockets of my NWU's wasn’t patriotic. Reading and understand this document became rebellious. Educated myself on the wordings of the contract that bonded me to this uniform made me an outcast. After further personal experiences with military fraudulent activities, I decided to end my first enlistment, I would separate. The security of free healthcare, education, pension, and other retirement benefits did not out weigh what I viewed as being a part of treason. The “enemy” with biological weapons, wasn’t some man in a cave with the strongest wifi signal on the planet. The biological hazards that were said to be eradicated were actually housed by the US government, in Georgia. These terrorists weren’t men in the far off sand dunes. I became well aware the Constitution I swore to instructed me to not only defend this country from distant enemies, but domestically. Suddenly, men in suits funded by lobbyists, big Pharma, and big banks were the documented domestic terrorists.
As I became more awake, I promised myself I would always try to disprove any information I found that exposed any government. It no longer became a mission to find evidentiary proof how evil the U.S. government became, but rather, I could not find any information to support how wonderful and free my country was. From the corruption within the EPA, FDA, CIA, IRS, Congress, the office of the President, I cannot even keep up with the different ways we lose our Constitutional rights and liberty. I pick and choose my battles. Ever since watching Terrorstorm in 2010, I had learned of a man named Ron Paul. A politician who actually made sense! He wasn’t funded by large corporations, and everything he did was to uphold the Constitution. I had grown up listening to friends and family talk about voting for politicians who supported “their” views. Wait a minute! How selfish, we should vote on who has the best interest of our country in mind and didn’t impose perks for people by groups.
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The veterans realize to defend this country; we need support here at home. Traveling to fundraising events, conventions, and other advocacy functions, are a great way to network and promote liberty. Recently, I traveled to Raleigh, NC Ron Paul Fundraiser. Apparently, some people felt I was doing a disservice to my daughter for going away for a 3 day weekend and leaving her here. The irony of the assumption lies in the fact my daughter wanted to attend the event with me. In being a good parent, I never involve my daughter in any political event where I do not have a 2nd trusted adult with me to care for her, in the event I was to be illegally detained or something happened. I did not allow her to attend because there was no one that could have joined us. Peaceful and educated people who shared the same interest as I did, we didn’t wear tinfoil hats or invoke violent protest.
When I missed my daughters first steps, I was never chastised as a person with distorted priorities. Was this because they knew the military lifestyle? Somehow, public opinion dictates what is deemed a bad parental decision. In my eyes, as documented through science, I find it a bad parental decision to allow babies to drink fluoridated water and inject 40 plus doses of carcinogens into infants whose bodies are not able to properly metabolize low levels of these hazardous materials. 40 doses of low leveled carcinogens cause synergistic exposure. What do I know; I am just a stupid animal who volunteered to be used as a pawn of foreign policy. Henry Kissinger let me know that one!
If you ask yourself why I post political links, memes, videos and rants I want you to know I am redeeming my time supporting the military industrial complex. I don’t just hide behind a computer; I get out on the streets, ignite petitions, and educate people on their rights. In the past 2 years, I have woken up over 40 friends and veterans of the original 350 who were categorized as never caring for or dabbling into the political scene. The view that what those in the liberty movement don’t change anything and that we are powerless isn’t disheartening, it is ignorant. The more people who wake up, become involved, and educated, the less likely our government or any other government is able to pull more wool over our eyes.
Rather than wave or display a yellow ribbon, you can support the troops by allowing those who support the Constitution the respectful freedom of expression without defamatory judgment. While many may choose to believe that 9/11 was executed by some foreign terrorist organization, just know as loony as you perceive me, I feel the same about you for not seeing through the fog. The difference between the 2 of us is that while I support and defend my country in civilian attire, I am also I supporting your right of freedom of expression, thought, and free thinking. Why you may tear up watching something sing on American’s Got Talent, or become depressed when a pop icon dies, I will be crying at every Ron Paul speech and every looping track of “End this War”. Hypocrisy replaces the need for anyone to have the last word. Hypocrisy replaces the need for anyone to have the last word. WHy
I thank all the wonderful brothers and sisters in the liberty movement. You have made me a better person and blessed me with not just the feeling of friendship, but family.
I really want to write a book. I wrote one when I was thirteen. Wish I could find it!
@armahnismommy, I just have no clue what to write about. My muse is gone.
@bahamamama4828, he is a truly amazing man (Ron Paul). I don't believe he has a shot at the nomination, but his plan is to gain all his delegates at the convention. Regardless, he doesn't lose either way. He has started a revolution.
I am so fed up with the hate mail I receive based upon my involvement and passion for this revolution. I'm sick of the media classifying us as "domestic terrorists". It is outrageous. We are just normal Americans sick and tired of being spoon fed heaping piles of bullish*t. And no, I don't wear a freaking tin foil hat. Lmao.
http://vodpod.com/watch/6681903-george-carlin-the-illusion-of-choice