Contrasts are stark, tragic. On the one hand, we have a paranoid schizophrenic with a shotgun and a security pass into one of America's most vital defense bases, where he goes on a rampage, murdering people who WERE NOT ALLOWED the means to defend themselves. Thank you Bill Clinton, for ordering that employees in these sensitive posts be sitting ducks.
On the other hand, we have some El Shabab homeboyz who decide to kill as many as they can inside a shopping mall. Horrific, inexcusable, words fail. (By the way, what did our Homeboy-In-Chief have to say about these young Kenyans, who could have been one of his sons? Anything?)
There was someone on the ground, Mr Haji, who knew what to do. He was armed. He was trained, He was responsible. He entered the mall to help defend his brother, and ended up fighting alongside the police to rescue the victims. That fabulous picture showing the tiny girl running toward the outstretched arms of that African gent? That African gent is Mr. Haji, a Muslim, a decent compassionate man who was equipped for the task.
The Telegraph features a wonderful story about him. Comes the time, comes the man....
Mr Haji said his father taught him to use a gun to protect their cattle from
bandits when he was growing up.
Last Saturday, he used his skills to provide fire cover for the Kenyan Red
Cross workers and, over a period of three hours, help to evacuate some of
the 1,000 people who escaped the mall in the initial stages of a siege that
would last three days and leave at least 72 people dead. As he stood with a
fellow rescuer crouched outside the Nakumatt supermarket, Mr Haji said he
noticed the women hiding under the table.
"Just a few minutes ago we were exchanging fire with the terrorists and
these people were right in the middle of it, in the crossfire. We regrouped
and we started to strategise on how to get them out of there," he said.
Let's think about this. President Trayvon, if he had his way, would make certain that the Mr. Haji's of America would be disarmed. All of the little Trayvons, of course, would be armed to the hilt, ready to fire into playgrounds (as occurred in Chicago last week) or shopping malls (which may occur next week, who knows?).
What if the decent and compassionate, the sober and responsible, were equipped for the task of responding immediately to the little Trayvons?
The culture shapes the economy long before the economy shapes the culture. Where should we devote our energies?
Friday, September 27, 2013
Thursday, September 26, 2013
Thank You, Senator Cruz
You stood up and insisted that the RestOfUs need to be heard. For twenty hours or so, you stood up and insisted that what is about to happen to this nation will be detrimental to this nation.
Most of your erstwhile colleagues left you hung out to dry. Except for John McCain, who didn't have the stones to actually show up and ask questions while you had the floor. He waited until you departed to vilify you for something you didn't say.
Country First, my hindquarters.
Dick The Turban Durbin showed up in the final hour or so, knowing the press would finally be covering the marathon, to waste time and spew accusations at you. He shut up after learning that you never signed your family up to the ultra-Cadillac health insurance plan offered to Members of Congress--the one he helped fashion and in which he and his family are enrolled.
Massah Harry showed up to distract and delay, knowing you would be weary after twenty hours or so. Then, after you departed, he vilified you.
Ahhhh, Leadership.
Senator Cruz, you drew blood from them in that twenty hours. That's why they squealed, and vilified, and attempted to interfere, and did everything they could to silence you.
As a Tennesseean, OS is ashamed of Senators Alexander and Corker for not showing up to support you. Lamar Alexander's primary opponent now has the platform to challenge from: When it was the hour to stand up, to be counted, to risk unpopularity with Mitch McConnell and John McCain and Harry Reid and Chuckie Shumer, Lamar stayed away. As for Corker...this clown voted to allow himself to start a war against Syria over the Labor Day weekend. 'Nuff said.
So, Senator Cruz, thank you. At least you stood up, and more of us than you suspect will remember you for it.
Most of your erstwhile colleagues left you hung out to dry. Except for John McCain, who didn't have the stones to actually show up and ask questions while you had the floor. He waited until you departed to vilify you for something you didn't say.
Country First, my hindquarters.
Dick The Turban Durbin showed up in the final hour or so, knowing the press would finally be covering the marathon, to waste time and spew accusations at you. He shut up after learning that you never signed your family up to the ultra-Cadillac health insurance plan offered to Members of Congress--the one he helped fashion and in which he and his family are enrolled.
Massah Harry showed up to distract and delay, knowing you would be weary after twenty hours or so. Then, after you departed, he vilified you.
Ahhhh, Leadership.
Senator Cruz, you drew blood from them in that twenty hours. That's why they squealed, and vilified, and attempted to interfere, and did everything they could to silence you.
As a Tennesseean, OS is ashamed of Senators Alexander and Corker for not showing up to support you. Lamar Alexander's primary opponent now has the platform to challenge from: When it was the hour to stand up, to be counted, to risk unpopularity with Mitch McConnell and John McCain and Harry Reid and Chuckie Shumer, Lamar stayed away. As for Corker...this clown voted to allow himself to start a war against Syria over the Labor Day weekend. 'Nuff said.
So, Senator Cruz, thank you. At least you stood up, and more of us than you suspect will remember you for it.
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