Posted by
Maudie in Mandeville on Monday, October 19, 2009 8:23:10 PM
THESE are the times that try men's souls. The summer soldier and the sunshine patriot (Democrats who vote for war when it is popular)will, in this crisis, shrink from the service of their country; but he that stands by it now, deserves the love and thanks of man and woman. Tyranny (Socialism), like hell, is not easily conquered; yet we have this consolation with us, that the harder the conflict, the more glorious the triumph. What we obtain too cheap (welfare and stimulous monies), we esteem too lightly: it is dearness only that gives every thing its value. Heaven (and the Free Market) knows how to put a proper price upon its goods; and it would be strange indeed if so celestial an article as FREEDOM should not be highly rated.
I have been tender in raising the cry against these men (Liberals, Immoralists and Parasites), and used numberless arguments to show them their danger, but it will not do to sacrifice a world either to their folly or their baseness. The period is now arrived, in which either they or we must change our sentiments, or one or both must fall. And what is a Tory? Good God! What is he? I should not be afraid to go with a hundred Whigs against a thousand Tories, were they to attempt to get into arms. Every Tory is a coward; for servile, slavish, self-interested fear is the foundation of Toryism; and a man under such influence,
though he may be cruel, never can be brave.
...though the flame of liberty may sometimes cease to shine, the coal can never expire. Know that, Mr. President. We may put up with your foolishness for a time, but patience wears thin. Let it be told to the future world, that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive, that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet and to repulse (Socialism). The far and the near, the home counties and the back, the rich and the poor, will suffer or rejoice alike. The heart that feels not now is dead; the blood of his children will curse his cowardice, who shrinks back at a time when a little might have saved the whole...
Let them call me rebel and welcome, I feel no concern from it; but I should suffer the misery of devils, were I to make a wh ore of my soul by swearing allegiance (Barack Hussein Obama, Mmm, Mmm, Mmm!) to one whose character is that of a sottish, stupid, stubborn, worthless, brutish man. I conceive likewise a horrid idea in receiving mercy from a being, who at the last day shall be shrieking to the rocks and mountains to cover him, and fleeing with terror from the orphan, the widow, and the slain of America.
.....There are persons, too, who see not the full extent of the evil which threatens them; they solace themselves with hopes that the enemy, if he succeed, will be merciful. It is the madness of folly, to expect mercy from those who have refused to do justice; and even mercy, where conquest is the object, is only a trick of war; the cunning of the fox is as murderous as the violence of the wolf, and we ought to guard equally against both. (Obama's) first object is, partly by threats and partly by promises, to terrify or seduce the people to deliver up their arms and receive mercy, mercifully inviting you to barbarous destruction, and men must be either rogues or fools that will not see it, ...and this is what the (Liberals) call making their peace.