See: ONCE I WAS A CRUSADER
and ARISE! STAND ON YOUR FEET!
Forty-three years ago, Monday, January 22, 1973, the United States Supreme Court made its most controversial decision in Roe v. Wade by declaring that abortion, the killing of a baby in the womb, is a right sanctioned under the provisions of the Constitution.
Acceptance of, and aquiescence to, this decision was the First Step on the One-Way Road to the Beginning of the End. This "Rotten Apple in the Barrel of Moral Principles" was quickly followed by a googolplex of quasi-criminal practices that has brought us to the systemic corruption we are currently experiencing today.
The people of the United States of America are now beginning to fully realize that we have slipped, and are continuing to slip, deeper and deeper toward a Hell of unimaginable proportions that awaits us. Soon, the Great Depression of the 1930's will appear in retrospect, if there is anyone left to retrospect, as a mere mild Recession compared to what lies ahead.
We have allowed our leaders to sell us into slavery to foreigners whom history has shown to be a cruel and merciless people. They have taken possession of our lands, our infrastructure, and ownership of our monetary system.
Our leaders have become as Shanda Kommanders, the Death Camp Jews, who lured and cast their own people into the Ovens of the "Final Solution" to save their own skins.
Perhaps, then again, perhaps not, there will be someone, in some future time, who will remember and speak of Monday, January 22, 1973, as the actual moment of America's death in much the way that Kurtz's final words in Joseph Conrad's "Heart of Darkness" were indirectly narrated: “The horror! The horror!”
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Posted by Steve Savage "King of the Beasts" at 1/22/2008 12:22:00 PM
Sunday, January 13, 2008
"The people who cast the votes don’t decide an election, the people who count the votes do." - Joseph Stalin, Communist dictator
September 1949. I was 12 years old and a Seventh Grader in morning class at Long Branch Junior High School, back when we were the United States of America.
After Morning Prayers and the Pledge of Allegiance with our right hands extended in respectful reverence toward our Flag, Marion DeLuca, the "prettiest girl in the class," was chosen by our teacher, Miss Whitney ("Ms" wasn't invented yet), to read her "favorite Psalm - "Psalm 23." I loved that Psalm. It was mostly everyone else's favorite, as well, followed closely by Psalm 100 and Psalm 101.
Next, we all stood to sing the "Star Spangled Banner," then "God Bless America," with such an outpouring of love for, and pride in, what we knew, for certain, was the greatest country in the history of Mankind.
Once this regular morning routine was completed, we discussed "Current Events." It was mostly always about the evils of Communism.
Miss Whitney began the discussion by comparing the virtues of United Nations Diplomat, Dr. Ralph Bunche, Harvard Professor, acclaimed Academic, Scholar, and Athlete, nominated as the first person of color to receive the Nobel Peace Prize (which he did receive in 1950), to another man of color, Paul Robeson.
Although Robeson's credentials were as equally, if not more, impressive than Bunche's, e.g., All-American Football, Actor/Singer ("Old Man River"), and Phi Beta Kappa Scholar, he was labeled a (forgive the profanity) "Communist."
This instruction was directed mainly for the benefit of Laura Wilson, Willy Williams, Bobby Robinson, and Shirley Baker, the "Negroes" of the class. This was before their appellation evolved through the years from "Coloreds," "People of Color," "Blacks," and the current acceptable designation of "African-Americans."
Jimmy Duncan, mercifully interrupted Miss Whitney's "Compare and Contrast" lesson by announcing that his mother worked at Fort Monmouth and that he overheard her talking about the elections in Russia where Josef Stalin got 100% of the vote.
Miss Whitney promptly pointed out that the people in Russia were fooled into believing that they were actually voting. They were going to the Polls, casting Ballots that just as well might have been written on toilet paper and flushed down the toilet.
How righteous and proud she was in her exclamation, "Thank God (you could say "God" in those days) that could never happen here."
Fast Forward to January 2008. Because of questionable results in our Primary and National Elections, the integrity of our election process is being seriously questioned from every corner.
Historically, Exit Polls are never wrong, yet they predicted that Gore would win Florida in 2000, that Kerry would win Ohio in 2004, and that Obama would win New Hampshire last week. So How did Hillary win? What's the variable that ties all of these anomalies together?
One candidate has gone so far as to demand a recount and commented that, "Ever since the 2000 election - and even before - the American people have been losing faith in the belief that their votes were actually counted. This recount isn't about who won 39% or 36% or even 1%. It's about establishing whether 100% of the voters had 100% of their votes counted exactly the way they cast them."
The candidate further stated, "Without an official recount, the voters of New Hampshire and the rest of the nation will never know whether there are flaws in our electoral system that need to be identified and addressed at this relatively early point in the Presidential nominating process."
"Can we please have a show of hands here?"
Posted by Steve Savage "King of the Beasts" at 1/13/2008 11:11:00 AM
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Approximately two years ago, Martha Stewart's Living Magazine did a feature story on "Dime Store Christmas Houses" and directed readers to a Web site dedicated to them, called "Papa Ted's Place" featuring:
KARL FEY'S DIME STORE DWELLINGS.
The site recounts the history of the houses and gives information on their value at auction on the Internet.
The original cardboard houses, some made in Japan, as well as America, date back to 1928. At the time, they cost less than a dollar for a whole town at dime and department stores, like F.W. Woolworth's, as well as from various mail-order catalogs of the day, including the Charles Williams catalog out of New York, and the Sears and Roebuck catalog. Now the houses are extremely rare and are valued according to condition, but usually are found in groups for hundreds of dollars.
While a great many have attempted to reproduce the quality, craftsmanship, and appeal to the nostalgic interests of collectors of these beautiful time-frozen memories, only one creative genius has managed to captivate and enthrall the hearts of those who refuse to settle for anything less than perfection.
That gifted and talented artist is Karl Fey who, incidentally, is the nephew of Hank Fey, a member of our Army Security Agency Kagnew Station Guard Group, and cousin of 2008 Golden Globe Winner,Tina Fey, the brilliant writer, actress, director, etc., of TV's Saturday Night Live and 30 Rock.
When you visit Karl's web site, and see his unparalleled work, you will understand very clearly why his two year absence from this art form was sorely missed and why his return is being applauded so loudly.
Nostalgic Tableaus seem to be the domain of the Fey family. Karl's grandfather was Chief Electrician and creator of the internationally renowned Annual Christmas Railroad display of John Wanamaker's Department Store in Philadelphia.
Following in that tradition, Karl's Uncle Hank and father, Karl, did this Trolley Display (photo) for Rohm & Haas and have been commissioned to create an even more impressive display for their 100th Anniversay, to be celebrated in 2009.
Absolutely amazed at the level and diversity of artistry and creativity possessed by, from what I can determine, every member of the Fey family, I had to ask Hank, "From whom and where did all this originate?"
His reply was, "Where does it all come from? I trace it back to my great grandfather Charles Fey: ex-soldier in the Kaiser's army, toy maker extraordinaire, and - from what I can gather - all around Bohemian. Apparently the Germanic toy making tradition runs strong in our family and we just do what comes naturally. You might say we're modern day elves."
So there you have it. Five generations of the Fey family, whose creative genius, knowledge, skills, creativity, and unexcelled pride in craftsmanship, have been handed down from father to son over the past several centuries, safeguarding a tradition of creating rare, limited art forms that will continue to grow in beauty and value with each passing year.
Karl Fey says he will try to make his creations available on a limited basis, possibly by this coming March, 2008! Keep watching his web site. There will be limited numbers available on a first-come, first served basis and when the supply is gone that will be it until further notice.
Posted by Steve Savage "King of the Beasts" at 1/12/2008 01:51:00 PM