Today, Feb. 26, 2011 was a dark day for Western North Carolina. I attended the rally to “Save the American Dream” in Asheville today. That was sad enough. But I was a committee of one. Not one other Western Carolina person dared come forth to stand against what these people support. I was not assaulted. I was not even talked to harshly. I was basically ignored. I did not openly protest. What for?
My observation on these people is that most of them are not evil. They are neighbors who have bought the Big Lie. There is no reasoning with them. One cannot educate them. They will not listen to your arguments. They hold their ears and sing loudly so as not to hear what you have to say. Most seem intelligent but how can one say they are intelligent if they bought the Big Lie and will not listen to anything else. They are elitists who think they are the only ones who can possibly be right. But all in all, they are simply following an insidious group of dictators who are working toward total control through communist/Marxists tactics. I wanted to scream at the people in the crowd, “Don’t you realize you are being led by Van Jones and his ilk? Have you not investigated who came up with ‘Save the American Dream’?” But to what advantage? They do not want to hear from me. Today, I left an event that, unbeknownst to the crowd, was the completion of the destruction of America, not saving the dream. I left with tears in my eyes.
Let me say about the grassroots people of Western Carolina. Fold your tents. You are doing nothing except aiding and abetting that group who held the rally. Do you think you can hide in your houses and only come out when the time suits you. Do you think you are changing anything by waiting for elections and voting for Republicans? With your absence, that crowd was emboldened and empowered to continue on. Why not? Where is the opposition? Why shouldn’t they continue until there is no more America. If what happened in Asheville happened across this nation today, this country will never survive, no matter how many elections you think you can conquer to “change” the direction. So sad, so very, very sad.
Larry Porter
Raleigh had over 250 patriots show up. It is indeed a sad day for WNC:
“If ye love wealth greater than liberty, the tranquility of servitude greater than the animating contest for freedom, go home from us in peace. We seek not your counsel, nor your arms. Crouch down and lick the hand that feeds you; May your chains set lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that ye were our countrymen.”
— Samuel Adams
I am breathing deep after reading Larry’s article about WNC. Where were all the voices that wanted to be heard and wanted to be in control. Sadly, I agree with Larry and Davids accessment. My God we are in trouble.
Nothing more to be said.
Larry, I’m so sorry that not one other patriot came out to show their opposition to Van Jones, George Soros, Andy Stern, Obama, Trumpka, and various other marxist that are trying their best to destroy our beloved country. I share in your grief. We cannot give up though. That is what they want us to do. We are America’s hope for the future and we must keep the light of truth burning. I pray that God will give us strength, knowledge, and courage to continue. May God give you comfort and peace.
By definition, a movement is no more when it ceases to move. Sad, yes. Tragic, really.
I agree that focusing on elections is a half-measure. It’s good to cultivate, support and vote for the best candidates. Sometimes they win and sometimes the support they receive sends a message to the rest and progress is made. However, this is a short-term solution and successes fluctuate along with the failures.
The reason for this is that the culture has not been brought up to speed. Politics follow culture. Changing the culture is a long-term objective, 20 or more years, that must look well beyond the next few election cycles. If everyone understood and promoted individual rights, limited government and free markets, elections would sort themselves out in our favor. This takes time and dedicated activists who can remain hopeful and active while the general culture slowly catches up.
In the short term, fiery passion and burn-0ut syndrome tend to co-mingle and too often burn-out wins.
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It’s a sad commentary (and IMHO a death knell) that people burn out after 2 years. The Founding Fathers fought 10 years before the Declaration and 10 years of war afterward. Just think we we would be if they had all burned out in 2 years.
That just really saddens me. I remember like it was yesterday, all the patriots from Western NC -- how they really were active, how they got up off their couches and stood with us in DC. What happen to ya’ll? Are you busy preparing for the worst? Are you busy fortifying your homes, working one-on-one with your families? Are you planning to re-build after letting the communists destroy our freedom? I can understand that, if that’s the case. But there will be no re-building, if you don’t stand up and fight for what is right -- right now. It is indeed a sad, sad day for Western NC. But I know, when times get tough, there’s at least one man in western NC that fight the good fight, and that’s Larry Porter. The rest of you should hang your heads. OR maybe, just get in line with your hands out, like the rest of the looters.
Enter the KING
WESTMORELAND. O that we now had here
But one ten thousand of those men in England
That do no work to-day!
KING. What’s he that wishes so?
My cousin Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin;
If we are mark’d to die, we are enow
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God’s will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires.
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.
God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more methinks would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart; his passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse;
We would not die in that man’s company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
This day is call’d the feast of Crispian.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam’d,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say ‘To-morrow is Saint Crispian.’
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say ‘These wounds I had on Crispian’s day.’
Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he’ll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words-
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb’red.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne’er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.
…Henry V before the battle (act IV scene iii)
STAND PROUD, Larry !