Davy Crockett
I read “A Narrative of the Life of David Crockett, of the State of Tennessee” one day during the Thanksgiving holiday. The first excerpt below will stick with me forever. I understand that life is different today only because we are different. We do not fight for anything. Even our own Liberty. We do talk and we do write. Some of us plan. Some of us plan well. And some of us plan well and keep our mouths shut.
I wonder what would happen if Davy Crockett was in Congress today? Or any of our founding fathers? I wonder how many people could define the concept of public virtue? I pray that moral leaders are given to us and that we accept them once this facade ends. The following excerpts are for your consideration. Everyone has an opinion. It is time to look in the mirror and measure your convictions.
David DeGerolamo
The Creek Indians had commenced their open hostilities by a most bloody butchery at Fort Mimms. There had been no war among us for so long, that but few, who were not too old to bear arms, knew any thing about the business. I, for one, had often thought about war, and had often heard it described; and I did verily believe in my own mind, that I couldn’t fight in that way at all; but my after experience convinced me that this was all a notion. For when I heard of the mischief which was done at the fort, I instantly felt like going, and I had none of the dread of dying that I expected to feel. In a few days a general meeting of the militia was called for the purpose of raising volunteers; and when the day arrived for that meeting, my wife, who had heard me say I meant to go to the war, began to beg me not to turn out. She said she was a stranger in the parts where we lived, had no connexions living near her, and that she and our little children would be left in a lonesome and unhappy situation if I went away. It was mighty hard to go against such arguments as these; but my countrymen had been murdered, and I knew that the next thing would be, that the Indians would be scalping the women and children all about there, if we didn’t put a stop to it. I reasoned the case with her as well as I could, and told her, that if every man would wait till his wife got willing for him to go to war, there would be no fighting done, until we would all be killed in our own houses; that I was as able to go as any man in the world; and that I believed it was a duty I owed to my country. Whether she was satisfied with this reasoning or not, she did not tell me; but seeing I was bent on it, all she did was to cry a little, and turn about to her work. The truth is, my dander was up, and nothing but war could bring it right again.
Crockett, Davy (2011-11-27). A Narrative of the Life of David Crockett, of the State of Tennessee. (pp. 31-32). . Kindle Edition.
At the end of the day, we are about liberty, and that is the exercise of such. Much as it would be great if there was a battle line of freedom to join, there isn’t. There is a mass of overweight selfish entitled citizenry, the statists/tyrannists, some selfish preppers, and small groups of actual liberty minded warriors. So it’s not as if you are deserting something (other than the ideal of America), because there is no network or army, or group, to actually desert. It’s just a bunch of bickering people on the internet. I wish it were otherwise.
3) Which leads me on to this uncomfortable point. Most people in the country are unworthy. Most people in other countries are unworthy also. You get the tyranny you deserve, and in America, the land of the fat and lazy, we oh so deserve it. I wouldn’t fight for these people. I would fight for tribe, and for small bands of liberty minded people who are prepared to get off their asses and make a difference. At the end of the day, soldiers don’t fight in combat for the ‘government’ or ‘the monarch’, they fight for their buddies. It has ever been so.
At the end of the day, if there is no FreeFor as such to join and fight with, and I can’t trust to have my family kept safe when I put on my ruck and go to the rally point, then I won’t go. I will be the selfish prepper, protecting my family in my retreat, or wherever suits, as best I can.
When enough like-minded Souls are together in one place and a man can feel confident that his Home & Hearth will be protected by neighbors, that his dearest loved ones are as safe as possible, then he will head to the fight for Liberty and begin doing the Hard Things. He doesn’t necessarily need a walled fortress or Green Zone for his family, but he damned sure needs to know his neighbors won’t simply watch his house burn to the ground if it catches fire. He needs to know his neighbors will do their best to keep his treasure (family) safe.
Creating such a community simply to huddle together and claim independence is not a solution as it was in RevWarI. Today, there is nowhere else to go. Everyone’s back is against the wall – there is no “uncharted country” to which one can sail and live in genuine Liberty. Reducing your footprint is not an answer to the devouring nature of Communism – they will come for you, eventually, wherever you run to hide. And if you choose safety for yourself while leaving Communism on the field, knowing it will come for your children – well, that simply isn’t what men do.
However, creating such a community so that able-bodied and rightly motivated men can start handing out fists full of Fuck You – now that’s a plan.
No, FWIW, my recent decision to (mostly) withdraw from writing here on the blog had nothing to do with miscellaneous internet pettiness and ongoing blog wars. To be honest, I don’t even read the blogs some folks have mentioned recently and asked me about- certainly whatever might be posted about me here and there online means less than nothing to me by this point.
For those folks who have been in touch, I thank you for your prayers, encouragement, and thoughts.
As of now, various trolling/blog war pettiness oriented comments will be treated as spam and deleted. Just go away.
It’s my blog. There’s no First Amendment here.
I sincerely wish that participating in stupid internet blog wars and “prepping” for the mythical zombie apocalypse (or insert whatever fantasy scenario you like) were the most serious challenges that I had to face right now.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding;
in all your ways submit to him, and he will make your paths straight.
Solom0n
But I am a soldier, and I know what must be done; and so I shall put away my sadness and I shall harness up the bitter steed of war, and gird myself up for the battle; and I shall ride out to meet the enemies of Liberty; not in rage, not for anger sake or the hope of vengeance; but because I swore an oath before God, to jealously guard our Republic and its Constitution against all enemies; Him I shall not disappoint, for He is my Hope and my Trust.
Therefore, as much as my soul laments against the harsh truth before me, I make this declaration to my enemies who press me into this battle, that none shall be able to afterwards say “I did not know, you did not warn me”;
I do not care why you took that job with the government, or why you continue to hold it. I only know that you have become Judas and sold yourself to an oppressive state – your government office buildings and vehicles are part of the battlefield, and as a soldier I shall act accordingly.
I have come to the understanding, finally, that this is personal. I have rights that are not being honored by the governments created to secure them. It is my obligation to demand a redress of my grievances and since the government will not respond, except to punish my temerity, I am forced to act in a way that shall be most likely to effect my liberty and my security.
I can cite case after case if I choose, point out flaw after flaw in the logic used to arrive at whatever social engineering ruling might best please five out of nine justices, but it would not make a difference. I no longer look to anyone to prove to the “authorities” that I have rights. No one is listening. The warnings have all been made time and time again by citizens wronged by the injustice of a system adrift on shifting sands.
It is what it is and one person can make a difference.
“The Creek Indians had commenced their open hostilities by a most bloody butchery at Fort Mimms.”
And there you have it. There has been no “most bloody butchery”, at least not on a large scale. I’m not saying there won’t be anymore Waco’s or Ruby Ridge’s sometime in the future. But there haven’t been.
US Govt Murdered More Children At Waco, Texas Than Were Killed At Sandy Hook; Where’s The Outrage?
http://beforeitsnews.com/u-s-politics/2012/12/us-govt-murdered-more-children-at-waco-texas-than-were-killed-at-sandy-hook-wheres-the-outrage-2445496.html
” I pray that moral leaders are given to us …”
I make no such prayer.
We, each, as individuals, must accept the duty to live a moral life; a life wherein each is responsible for his or her path and actions.
Seek no “leadership”.
Even benevolent leadership devolves into naked control. I no longer have patience or interest with those who long to rule, clad in the cloth of a republic as a wolf in the skin of a sheep.
Withdraw consent from the institutions and persons who attempt to govern. Recover the rights that were lost to privileges and immunities by fraud.
Prepare philosophically and emotionally to dispense justice, with your own hands, as necessary to preserve your life, liberty and property.
The alternative is submission on bended knee before the throne.
Hans,
I wholeheartedly agree. Why are we searching and praying for leadership?
We have been given THE leader, Jehovah, and have turned our hearts and earthly actions against HIS word. When we fall on bended knee and beg for forgiveness for our immorality and betrayal to Him, (and to ourselves), then we will find our LEADER.
It is within ourselves! Get back to THE Leader and HIS Commandments!
Hear! O’ Israel! And OBEY!
Pray to find the Israelite in your Soul, and seek the One True Leader!
With a tear in my eye and a breaking heart I agree with those that say our rights have been stolen. The wolves in sheep clothing are the Judas’s of this government. We know their names, we know their self interests, we know their goals. There will come a day in which the ones on their knees will be gathered like so much wheat for the harvest. The ones that defied the government of Britain made this country free. The ones that resisted until death if necessary are the ones we owe. The ones that are willing to stand against the current tyranny are being called the patriots. God please help those of us willing to do it all again.
God please help those of us willing to do it all again.
Amen.