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I like music a lot, I played guitar most of my life and even was in a band once. I could spend hours playing music by myself or entertaining others. I was good, maybe even pretty good, but never REALLY good. I have 3 Fender Guitars that now have an inch of dust on them. I haven't touched them since March 25, 2001 and I never will again.

Friday, April 21, 2006

Something they were thinking

There are high school kids sitting in jail right now because of something they were thinking!
First I am not condoning any plans to kill anyone. But, this is America and we are supposed to be unique among the countries of the world. We are unique in our approach to personal freedoms and to a legal system that says we are innocent until proven guilty.
However, this uniqueness is becoming a thing of the past. We as a nation are becoming so paranoid and fearful that we are abandoning our rights in order to feel safe.
Do you think our founding fathers felt safe when they left England and the only lives they had ever known in order to escape tyranny? Do you think they felt safe when they defied the King and rebelled against an unjust rule?
The price of freedom is eternal vigilance not trading our souls and those of our children for a warm place to sleep.
San Francisco just celebrated the 100th. anniversary of the great earthquake of 1906 that destroyed a good portion of the city. There were news reporters on the street asking foolish questions as usual. They stopped a young woman and asked her what she thought of the possibility of another big quake hitting again and leveling San Francisco. Her answer, “That’s life!”
What they didn’t know before they asked the question was that she was an Israeli tourist. She and the rest of her country and people for generations have grown up with and endured violence on a daily basis. Death and destruction is common place in other parts of the world but those people who live with it do not give up, they do not hide in their homes trembling. They go about their business living their lives because they know what we have yet to learn. When the fiddler plays and you decide to dance, the bill will eventually come due. When it does; you pay the price and go on. The more expensive the bill, the sweeter the music and the smoother the dance.
Our forefathers knew that and we must re-learn it if we are to save America from ourselves.

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