If you’ve read past blog posts and cross post shares, you are aware that I consider our current rulers to be corrupt and tyrannical. ALSO – though I pray I am wrong – my sense is the situation is so irredeemable that the only solution might lay in a combination of extreme non-compliance and possible civil war situations (the latter only has a chance with components of the U.S. Military stepping up to the plate against Dem-Marxist coup-usurpers). Extreme Measures would likely be violent conflicts between Constitutional ORIGINALISTS and Living Constitution proponents who have no regard for Founding Principles.
How did this happen in the one-time home of the brave and land of the free? CREEPING MARXISM occurring so slowly that the frog in boiling water did not know what was happening. Are we at the Frog Legs stage? I PRAY NOT!
Was those near forlorn thoughts, allow me to share in my youth (now age 65) I was a huge science fiction fan. I could not get enough books and movies in the genre. Unsurprisingly, I was a huge X-Files fan. (Am I so old that there are actually young people who have never heard of the X-Files?)
If one rightly divides the Word of God according to the Almighty’s original intent rather than Woke/Leftist theologians trying to fabricate alternative meaning through either deceptive word-tricks or downright human lying; the LGBTQ lifestyle is an unwholesome abomination to the Will of God (meaning God didn’t make anyone LGBTQ – It was choice). God’s clarity (Leviticus 18: 22; 20: 13; Romans 1: 18-19, 26-28 NKJV):
1822 You shall not lie with a male as with a woman. It is an abomination.
2013 If a man lies with a male as he lies with a woman, both of them have committed an abomination. They shall surely be put to death. Their blood shall be upon them.
118 For the wrath of God is revealed from heaven against all ungodliness and unrighteousness of men, who [a]suppress the truth in unrighteousness, 19 because what may be known of God is [b]manifest [c]in them, for God has shown it to them.
26 For this reason God gave them up to vile passions. For even their [a]women exchanged the natural use for what is against nature. 27 Likewise also the [b]men, leaving the natural use of the [c]woman, burned in their lust for one another, men with men committing what is shameful, and receiving in themselves the penalty of their error which was due.
28 And even as they did not like to retain God in their knowledge, God gave them over to a debased mind, to do those things which are not fitting;
The daughter of Christian actor Candace Cameron Bure is coming to the celebrity’s defense as the star faces intense ridicule for sharing her faith in a recent interview.
“The Lord blessed me with the best parents I could’ve ever asked for,” wrote Natasha Bure, “raising us up in the Word of God and bringing glory to HIS name. I don’t know where I’d be without both of them.”
[Blog Editor: I don’t do Instagram to embed as CBN News did. Below is a Web Capture of Natasha Bure’s Instagram post appearing on CBN News]
In a newly published interview with the Wall Street Journal, the elder Bure celebrated her move to Great American Family, a Hallmark Channel competitor led by former Crown Media executive Bill Abbott.
She told the WSJ, “I knew that the people behind Great American Family were Christians that love the Lord and wanted to promote faith programming and good family entertainment.” At another point, Bure acknowledged that — unlike Hallmark, which is leaning into LGBTQ storylines — GAF “will keep traditional marriage at the core.”
The backlash against Bure began almost immediately.
Hilarie Burton of “One Tree Hill” fame ridiculed Bure as a “bigot” and former “Dance Moms” star JoJo Siwa wrote in an Instagram post: “I can’t believe after everything that went down just a few months ago, that she would not only create a movie with intention of excluding LGBTQIA+, but then also talk about it in the press. This is rude and hurtful to a whole community of people.” [Blog Editor: Boohoo for a community embracing Godlessness. It’s never too late! Repent! Embrace the forgiveness embodied in Christ’s Redemptive work.]
Bure’s former “Full House” co-star Jodie Sweetin commented on Siwa’s post, writing, “You know I love you.”
The attacks against Bure’s faith have been cruel and consistent, but her daughter’s love for her mother is evident.
In addition to her Instagram post, the younger Bure heaped praise on her mom in an Instagram Story after a follower asked her to share her “favorite thing about your mama.”
“How much she loves Jesus and how firm in her faith she stands,” wrote Natasha Bure. “She is bold. She is kind. She is so creative and has one of the greatest hearts. I look up to her in many, many ways. [I] continuously feel blessed that God gave me her as my Mama.”
As for Bure’s career, the 46-year-old star is set to debut 18 Christmas movies on GAF this holiday season. Her first new film, “A Christmas… Present,” is set to premiere Nov. 27.
She left Hallmark for Great American Family earlier this year and now serves as the burgeoning network’s chief content officer, producing — and starring in — film projects across the channel.
When Bure first announced her partnership with GAF in April, she said in a statement she was “very excited to develop heartwarming family and faith-filled programming and make the kind of stories my family and I love to watch.”
“[GAF] fits my brand perfectly,” she continued. “We share a vision of creating compelling wholesome content for an audience who wants to watch programming for and with the whole family. Great, quality entertainment with a positive message is what my partnership with [GAF] is all about.”
Bure said her goal is to strike a balance between faith-focused and family-friendly entertainment that will be appealing to believers and unbelievers alike.
“I want to be able to tell that story in a beautiful way, but also that is not off-putting to the unbeliever or someone who shares a different faith,” she added.
Please pray for Bure and her family as she faces condemnation for her faith.
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About a month ago I posted Justin Smith’s dystopian fictional peek of an America experiencing a Dem-Marxist consolidation of power through the eyes of the story’s chief character Maggie McGuire entitled, “Maggie’s Trials and Tribulations”.
A couple of days ago Justin submitted another short story focused on an America essentially occupied by an UN-like governing force managed by Chinese Communists with American Dem-Marxist acting as vassal leaders. The central character is Axl married to Maggie (I am uncertain if Justin intends Axl’s wife to be the Maggie McGuire of his previous story), with a few older gents who remember America as the Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave as veterans who served. This is a story taking a glimpse at pockets of Americans resisting ChiCom occupation. One of these gents is named Sgt. Maj. H.C. Donlon who Justin tells me is based on actual Medal of Honor recipient Captain Roger H.C. Donlon whom he knew personally.
I see an irony reminiscent of the Afghan Taliban resisting Soviet Communism then continued American troops lingering way too long among a people more in love with Islamic totalitarianism than American Liberty.
I need to point out other online website publishers have picked Justin’s submission of which they may or may not have selected a Justin-suggested title. One such Website is The Federal Observer that chose the title “To Live Without Freedom and Liberty Is a Sort of Death” which I use as a subtitle. I mention this because I enjoyed the dispersed photos so well there, that I am collaging those photos as one here at the top.
This is a work of fiction which usually does not need info links, but I did so anyway to hopefully add context to potential younger readers that otherwise might be clueless to Justin’s train of thought.
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To Live Without Freedom and Liberty Is a Sort of Death
By Justin O. Smith
Sent 5/2/2021 1:06 PM
America had long ago slipped into the dark night of tyranny. She had failed to heed the warnings offered by many of our ancestors, between the years of 1979 and 2028, when Americans finally arose to fight a bloody civil war, that ended with the defeat of those who stood for Liberty. And so, the country had soon found itself under the “Protectorate” of the sadistic Chinese Communists and the United Nations, whose leadership had been found more than willing to go along with the push into the new world hegemon, if it meant sharing in the spoils of all that followed.
By 2076, the American people were suffering unimaginable cruelties, as millions of people were sent to the camps for political prisoners that now scattered the countryside, from one coast to the other, on the outskirts of every major city in what was once known as “the United States”. Not many referred to the “United States” anymore, after it had become so apparent that it was anything but “united” and so many of its people had fully embraced the ideas of Marx and Mao, while so many others contented themselves in engaging in activities of no worth, as the nation drifted along to its demise. Instead, the long active, still standing resistance always spoke of “Free America”, while to the vile and evil forces who now occupied nearly the entire country, America was now known to the world as Xindalu, roughly translated as “New World”.
Axl had grown to manhood often marveling at the drive and hard-fought freedom his grandfather and father managed to protect, to some degree, in the face of constant assaults and weekly and sometimes daily firefights in the Basin of Middle Tennessee, where the people had successfully managed to secure the area against the foreign invaders and their willing amerikkan allies, the traitors. Other such areas that sprang up in similar fashion, included the entire state of Idaho, Wyoming and South Dakota, Southeastern Colorado and the Oklahoma Panhandle, and areas like the Summersville Dam area between Summersville and Leivasy, West Virginia, and parts of Arizona and Texas and most of Alaska, as well as several scores more.
Drifting into a daydream, as he momentarily stopped chopping wood, Axl looked back on his childhood, sitting on GranPa Grover’s knee, while GranPa spoke to those nearby and explained how their current misery at the hands of the world’s Fascists and Communists was the result of the previous generations of Americans forgetting God, even turning their backs on God, in favor of immoral pursuits and the much ballyhooed “Free Entitlements” offered by the Marxists and Maoists. This had opened the door to every kind of evil imaginable, and each time cracks appeared obvious in the “perfection of Marxism”, the Ministry of Truth’s Cultural Control Commission rapidly struck down any voice that dared to speak of it or challenge the tyranny that had replaced a government of the people and self-determination, many terrible and sad decades ago.
The beginnings of this ongoing civil war were such that it had kept nukes of any type from being detonated, although the Democratic Party Communists in control of the military had suggested using tactical neutron bombs on certain regions; but then, someone got the bright idea of calling in “U.N. Peacekeepers”, who then turned to China for the bulk of its “peacekeepers” …
“And there it was. Here we are”, Axl said out loud to no one in particular, since there wasn’t anybody for miles around, not out this far where he’d set up an outpost and a farm of sorts, that he enjoyed calling “Axl’s Freehold”.
Axl had been fortunate to have had parents, whose own folks and relatives had been deep in the many years long fights to rid the country of its invaders, and it had made him want to do all he could to gather more recruits to the effort and build an army of men, who were willing to kill for Freedom and Liberty, every bit as much as they were willing to die for America. And even now, as he thought of how easily the largest part of the country had fallen to the Communists and One-Worlders, he shivered in his anger, as he saw these radical, red Communist bastards as the enemies of Liberty and Humanity and Justice and Truth. He knew America’s occupiers to be the Handmaidens, the Manservants, to the cruelest Evils his country and his people had ever seen.
Ambling on to the rough-hewn rustic cabin he had built with his own two hands, he didn’t think much that day of any impending danger. Oh sure, there were the occasional incursions by the hard-core True Believers who would come charging in on a Ministry operation to see how many more Free-Born Americans they could kill. But technically, they had an ongoing “peace” and this area was largely seen as a “free autonomous region”; and still to this day, the “peacekeepers” were supposedly still bound by U.S. Constitutional law, which meant any incursion required a search warrant. Today would be different.
The dawning of the day saw sunlight shining through the arbor window and warming the hardwood floors, where Mudflap, the house cat, napped and where Axl studied a painting he’d been working on. He turned to smile at his wife, Maggie, as she approached him and they embraced and kissed.
“You better not have paint on those hands, Big Boy!”, Maggie playfully warned, kissing him again and moving away to do her chores, as he gave her bottom a bit of a squeeze.
Deciding he’d dallied about the house for too long already, Axl thought to go set some traps and then head down to the nearby river to catch enough fish, hopefully for lunch and dinner, for today and maybe tomorrow, too, and he headed to retrieve his gear. If he hadn’t been thinking so hard on what needed to be done to prepare for the meeting of the local resistance that evening, he may have paid more attention to Sweet Mutt, a half-pit/half-coonhound mix, who normally just laid around all day; but now, Mutt moved from his spot near the fireplace, barking and looking out the multi-paned door that led into the backyard, literally the back forty acres.
Sweet Mutt’s barking was most usually due to some squirrel gathering food within eyesight of the backdoor, at least ninety percent of the time, or some other equally harmless annoyance. But his tone today finally got Axl’s attention, especially when it changed to a low guttural growl. Telling Mutt to stay, he grabbed his shotgun and headed towards the barn where Sweet Mutt had been intently gazing, his senses on full alert, standing next to the barn for a few minutes, before deciding nothing was out of sorts.
He turned to head back to the cabin, taking about five steps before he heard the crackle of leaves and twigs behind him and was knocked out cold, as something hard and solid hit him in the back of his head. “Stupid, stupid, stupid” he thought as time seemed to stop, with him falling through thin air grasping for anything to stop a hard impact with the ground, and he heard the voice of Elvis softly singing:
“We’re caught in a trap … I can’t walk out … because I love You too much Baby …”
[Blog Editor: Justin and I are old enough to visualize in our mind’s eye the old King of Rock-n-Roll singing the above lyrics from “Suspicious Minds”. For you youngsters who are clueless, here is a 4 and ½ minute clip for you to hear that which Justin and I can recall by our memories:
Axl awakened sometime later in his own living room, to the sound of Sweet Mutt barking and growling from inside a nearby coatroom, his hands and feet bound with zip ties and his head pounding like a big kettle drum on the 4th of July, giving thanks they hadn’t simply killed his dog. Seven black clad thugs from the United Nations Firearms Confiscation Bureau (UNFCB) stood staring at him, with their faces hidden behind balaclavas and sunglasses, holding their QBZ-191 assault rifles — the same standard 5.8x42mm with an effective range of 400 yards that they’d been using since 2021, capable of firing 750 rounds per minute. They were the new enforcers for the Communist People’s Republic of Xindalu, largely comprised of foreign private military contractors from Europe supported by a large contingent of Chinese military “advisors”, who had pretty much abandoned all pretense of being “peacekeepers” in the earliest years of the Times of Trouble.
The UNFCB’s motto said it all: “A Friendlier, United, DISARMED America”.
Through split lips and a few loose teeth, Axl demanded to know where his wife was, which got him another hard crack to his jaw from a short wooden club. One of the foreign thugs leaned in close to his face and shouted, “Tell us where your group’s unauthorized radio site is located, asshole”, as he flexed and unflexed his right hand, preparing to deliver more abuse.
“Show me your warrant, you rat bastard sonuvabitch”, came Axl’s reply and the huge smile that followed. He knew they didn’t have one, but such demands always served to remind them that they were occupiers without any real popular support.
After all the ensuing failures over the decades under their control, even their initial allies in America’s own Communist and Socialist ranks had soon become highly disillusioned with what was actually unfolding in the name of Marx, Mao and an all-consuming Communist regime, that abandoned all semblance of truth and with it any chance for real justice for anybody; it was a regime that destroyed love and compassion wherever it was found and never exhibited any human kindness or mercy for anyone.
In Xindalu’s occupied land, it was “legal” to own slaves, and sex slavery had grown into a massive and lucrative business. It was also legal to murder a slave for any reason. All women were treated like chattel and baby murder was a regular occurrence, especially when those babies were female, since the goal was always to strive to reduce the country’s overall population, and in theory, to reduce the world population to a mere 500 million people. And for this reason, the Western and Judeo-Christian principles and virtues that once flourished openly across America were the targets of systematic eradication and being thought to be a Christian always marked one for death, in just as cruel a manner as took place during the era of Christianity’s earliest martyrs — thousands of bodies each year appeared along the roadsides hanging from inverted crosses.
Upon witnessing the upside-down crucifixions, one old man was heard reciting the following to all who would listen:
“Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world.
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
Surely some revelation is at hand;
Surely the Second Coming is at hand.
The Second Coming! Hardly are those words out
When a vast image out of Spiritus Mundi
Troubles my sight: a waste of desert sand;
A shape with lion body and the head of a man,
A gaze blank and pitiless as the sun,
Is moving its slow thighs, while all about it
Window shadows of the indignant desert birds.
The darkness drops again but now I know
That twenty centuries of stony sleep
Were vexed to nightmare by a rocking cradle,
And what rough beast, its hour come round at last,
One of the black clad PMCs came into the room with Maggie, hands bound behind her and a gag in her mouth, still kicking and screaming through the gag with the fierceness of a wounded panther. “Get your hands off me, you commie bastard” came her muffled words.
God how Axl loved her right at that moment, as he saw what a strong woman he had married. It made him smile again, this time with all the warmth and love that he held for Maggie. And, as one of the PMC cowards made her scream with pain from having her hair pulled back quick and hard, Axl jerked against his ties as hard as he could, wishing to be free so he could bite the bastard’s neck in half and watch him bleed out, but once again, his efforts brought him another good clubbing.
The one in charge told Axl, “I’ll ask one more time and then we’re all going to take turns with your wife”, which brought forth a gleeful, raucous laughter from the group of deadly agents, reminiscent of a pack of hyenas. Maggie’s eyes narrowed down into two hot glowing embers filled with a venomous hatred that Axl had never seen in her.
Across the way from Axl’s little homestead, some twenty miles, at his nearest neighbor’s spread, another similar situation was unfolding.
Eighty-seven-year-old Sergeant Major H.C. Donlon, retired U.S. Army and Medal of Honor recipient, sat on his back porch, drinking coffee and looking at old family pictures, especially those of his wife, Libby, who had been dead these past ten years. Tears rolled down his cheeks as he looked at her grave in the backyard, now marked by a large boulder he’d painstakingly rolled to that spot and chiseled her name, along with the sentiment “loved and cherished forever”. His dog, Bowser, a wolfhound mastiff crossbreed, had been his only companion all these years, and as he took in the group of rolling thunderheads from the east, he saw the rapidly approaching blacked out suburban heading his way, and with a crystal-clear clarity, he knew danger was coming with it.
Bowser started barking and growling like he was on a bear hunt, and so, following his usual procedure for whenever he had the rare visitor, he quickly put Bowser in his bedroom and closed the door. H.C. donned his Iraq War Veteran cap exhibiting his rank and a Combat Infantryman’s Badge displayed and went back outside to see just what would be, taking time to untangle his American Flag from around the pole.
Before he could turn around, H.C. heard the much familiar sound of a command booming from a loudspeaker. The anonymous voice ordered, “Put your hands on top of your head and slowly turn around to face us.” He hesitated just a moment too long, as he studied how he wanted to play this confrontation out, and the voice immediately screamed, “Hands on top of your head NOW!”
H.C. slowly turned and let his enemies see the smirk and disdainful look on his face, for to be sure, he had always known these UNFCB boys as “the Enemy”, target practice and rabid vermin to be put in the ground, tout de suite. He had to admit his surprise at seeing a man wearing no identifying patches in multi-cam camouflage and body armor with a snazzy high-tech assault rifle moving his way.
“I never would have dreamed I’d be such a scary thing for boys like Y’all, all fitted up to storm the Reichstag. Who could have known that an arthritic old man was such a threat to national security”, H.C. asked as the rest of the group gathered nearby?
“Are you armed, sir?”, came the question as they gruffly began to search his person. “Not this very moment” came H.C.’s response. “You can lower your hands now” he was told.
“What do you want?”, H.C. asked fairly impatiently.
Pretty soon he knew he was just about to be deep in the mix, that point between life and death, where the slightest miscalculation would mean the difference between seeing the moon rise this evening and the sunrise tomorrow.
The UNFCB Commander asked about contraband and weapons in the house, as he explained that the area surrounding H.C.’s home harbored an armed insurrectionist group that also was operating an unauthorized radio broadcast site, and as such, they were going to have to search his entire property, just as they planned to search every home in the area, to flush any member from hiding. It was also suggested that his Veteran status placed him under heightened suspicion, while the Commander also informed him that the American Flag was “a piece of capitalist, racist shit” and flying it was grounds to be arrested and taken to the “re-education” camps.
H.C. knew he had just been swept up in the latest crackdown on civilian ownership of firearms. He stalled for time, laughing in the Commander’s face, as he stood his ground and declared: “I’m eighty-seven years old, you crazy horse’s ass. If you think I’m part of some crazy resistance group, y’all are dumber than a bag of rocks.”
H.C.’s mind drifted back to years gone by, when he had stacked the dead carcasses of Chicom and Eurofascist trash all about him for as far as the eye could see, and he found himself longing for the feel of a BAR in his hands, so he could dispatch these self-made sonsabitches on their way to hell. He snapped alert, seeing a glint of light from the western crop of hills, just as one of the PMCs headed toward his front door, and he hollered out in his best command voice:
“Now wait just a damn minute here! I don’t give a good damn who you work for or what misguided authority you believe you are operating under, but you sure in the hell don’t have any right to barge into my home. Stop NOW and there won’t be any hard feelings.”
A split second later, a rifle butt was swung into H.C’s stomach, forcing him to one knee to vomit, and a flash later shots were ringing through the air dropping one PMC after the next, as angry and anguished cries of pain filled the space between shots. The exterior window to H.C.’s bedroom crashed outward, as Bowser entered the fray, in a mad fury, sensing his master was in danger and slashing at every throat he could reach, even after taking a slug in the side — one angry yelp and on he raced, bringing several to the ground from behind as they tried to run.
The mass confusion of hell and fury raining down on the enemy gave H.C. time to reach inside the front door and come back out with his MK47, unleashing his own brand of hell on these Communist rat bastards, who had dared to interrupt his daily conversation with his precious dear departed Libby. And oh, how the colors made him feel alive again, the flash from the muzzles, bullets flying by, and the red splashes of blood as bullets hit areas unprotected by body armor. He was so in the moment that it barely registered when a bullet went through his left oblique and another scored his ribs.
What did fully register was the sight of his grandsons, Jack and Bobby, running through the tall grass, rifles in hand and dropping every government agent that moved in the least bit, shouting out for them to drop their weapons and lay face down. But between them and H.C. and Bowser, they were shouting out to still warm corpses, in the last moments of bleeding out.
“Get the men together, send out the call and get over to Axl’s place now”, H.C. could hear himself ordering. And no sooner had he said the words, his grandsons were on their motocross motorcycles and into the wind.
In the meantime, Axl and Maggie had held up well as they could in their captors’ hands, until they overheard the radio transmission, between the UNFCB Commander and his controller back at headquarters. The Commander told someone: “Yea, it’s negative in this sector and we’ve searched everywhere. There’s no semi-autos, no insurrectionists, no radios.” Shaking his head in disgust, he added, “10-4, secure search.”
The group of UNCFB and PMC agents cut Axl and Maggie loose saying: “It’s your lucky day, but don’t think you’ve fooled us. We’ll be back and when we catch you acting against Xindalu, we’re going to plant both of you in your own garden out back.”
Incredibly, these fools had missed the two semi-auto rifles in the front coat closet. A sigh of temporary relief rose from both Axl and Maggie.
He understood his life belonged to God and to himself as well, not to those Communists who claimed our lives belong to the collective hive, to our neighbors. We have never been meant to be slaves to any state, or to be used as sacrifices to an all-consuming Leviathan, ever increasing in its insatiable demands for more, in its efforts to prevent men and woman from living righteous lives as they choose and see fit. His life had purpose, and he intended to not only save his and Maggie’s lives, along with his friends’ lives too, he intended to preserve Freedom and Liberty and one’s ability to fulfill and enjoy one’s life, to the best of his ability, or die in the effort.
He found it incomprehensible that so many Americans failed to see the new leaders that emerged in 2021 were always working for the ruling elite, just as they always had previously worked to the benefit of the one percent. And the new collectivists under Ol’ Uncle Joe Biden, the dictator who emerged, had worked even harder for the one percent than anyone had ever done under the free market system, eventually beating the middle class down to the same level as the little man on the street, attaining “equality and equity” through the lowest common denominator in a miserable state of poverty.
Axl pondered the surprise that came to many Americans as the United States began to unravel, after they realized the ruling elite had lied to them all, in their ready eagerness to supposedly benefit the poor of America, only to turn on all Americans to enslave them more than they ever could have imagined. He also found himself quietly chuckling in a sad manner as he realized how far ahead of his days Winston Churchill had been, when he noted that “… the inherent virtue of socialism is the equal sharing of miseries.”
“Dostoevsky warned that ‘great events could come upon us and catch us intellectually unprepared.’ This is precisely what has happened. And he predicted that ‘the world will be saved only after it has been possessed by the demon of evil.’ Whether it really will be saved we shall have to wait and see: this will depend on our conscience, on our spiritual lucidity, on our individual and combined efforts in the face of catastrophic circumstances. But it has already come to pass that the demon of evil, like a whirlwind, triumphantly circles all five continents of the earth.”
He and Maggie watched in silence for a moment, as the agents of America’s Enemies prepared to leave their home wrecked in their search. Maggie could stand it no longer and unleashed her scathing condemnation of them and everything they represented, yelling loudly and clearly: “You’re nothing but Commie Coward Trash, every damned one of you — coming in here threatening us, beating my husband and trampling on the rights of free men and women for your Chinese stooge and Marxist whore in D.C. and Luxembourg. You’ll all pay a price one day, and I can only pray it’s soon.”
Axl addressed the Commander, asking him: “What am I supposed to do, when me and my family, my brethren and fellow Americans, only want peace and to live and let live, but you and your kind only understand the language of force and war? Your chosen path leads to your own downfall, but you may well discover this for yourself in the coming days, as you continue to press tyranny upon my people, leaving us no choice but to resist, to fight back and to make war upon you, for the good of all who desire to live free.
Yes … soon enough, not only will you see my righteous anger, you will also see the same in every man, woman and child in the Basin. And even now, as I see my reflection in your eyes, I know that a new day is dawning in America, with swords heating up in the furnaces waiting to be tempered by your blood, as my people are weary of this deep and bitter cold tyrannical existence and prepare to dance their maddest dance yet. We shall sing a song of the sword and of death for you, so that we may awaken each morning with a smile, and bliss in our hearts.”
They watched the PMCs exit their house, laughing and slapping each other’s backs over a mission well done, mission complete, only to hear the rat-a-tat-tat of machine guns on the other side of their front door, as the entire UNCFB Group was cut down by Jack and Bobby and forty-four other Free Born Americans who had quietly set up a perimeter and quietly waited, as they sized up the situation. Axl ran through the door, low and to the side to catch the one’s he could, in a cross fire, without hitting his neighbors, who had come to the rescue, while Maggie, who had grabbed her AR-15, provided cover fire from the front window.
After what seemed like an eternity, everybody’s adrenalin was returning to normal levels and the cleanup had begun. They stopped and downed some quick rations and attended to the most seriously wounded first, before they undertook the grizzly task of disposing of the bodies of the UNFCB and PMC agents and sending the vehicle and the firearms where they could be put to good use. They knew it wouldn’t be long before a scouting team was sent out to discover what had become of this “lost group”.
Free Born Americans had long been on analog old school communications, never looking back, although they had found there were times they needed to run silent for a litany of reasons. But for the most part, their Resistance relied on the radio waves, dead drops and good ol’ fashioned spy tradecraft that was developed and perfected by the Office of Strategic Services during WWII and the Cold War, and it had served America well.
The next morning, H.C. met with Axl and Maggie and the rest, and it was agreed that every Free Born American needed to be called to a gathering to plan their strategy for the days and months ahead. They set a dozen tires on fire with five gallons of gasoline, sending up a smoke signal in the same way the American Indians used to communicate, since they had temporarily silenced all radio communications. This was the best way to let everyone know that this area was safe and well — as well as could be expected given the times — and that a meeting was needed during the next day, at a previously agreed upon location. H.C. called it “haji smoke” because he remembered how it was used by the Islamic militias and warlords of Mogadishu, the day they downed one of America’s helicopters, later dragging one of our soldiers through the streets.
The evening sun soon set, and many of the gathered locals sat around campfires, strategizing and often just going over old times and reminiscing of loved ones too far away to be seen with any regularity or long dead and lost to the fight that had been waged for so many years.
Axl was gazing into one of the fires with that twisted smile on his face again, when Maggie asked him: “What in the world are you smiling about? Those murderous jackasses beat the sense right out of you, threatened to rape and murder everybody for miles around and pillage our property, and you sit there with that silly smile on your face” — her voice cracking with the strain of it all and her anger renewed, softly quieted as Axl gently touched her cheek so that their eyes met.
“Sweetheart — this is our struggle in the here and now, for everything we hold dear, for any hopes we hold for any family we may eventually raise. And as ugly as it gets some days, we stopped them yesterday, They hurt us, but we ended up putting them under ground where they belong. And when the time is right, one day soon, we will drive every Commie son of a bitch in America from our land or kill them where they stand.”
Axl’s words hung in the air for a few good moments, as Maggie stared into his eyes. Finally, she smiled and her breathing returned to normal, while the little crinkle lines around her eyes faded away, and they kissed and hugged each other for a good, long ten minutes, happy to still be alive and happy to have each other to rely on and love.
“Better dead than red”, she whispered, snuggling her head on his shoulder, which made him squeeze her ever so slightly firmer in his embrace, as he prayed to God that it would not need to come to that end.
Three days after the killing of government agents the entire nation was lit up by drones, aircraft and soldiers on the march, heading to any and every city or small-town thought to even have the slightest connection to the Resistance. And they were being picked off, one by one, a dozen or a gross here and there — always with fierceness of purpose, unrelenting and merciless with no quarter given.
On this same day, Axl arrived at Cooper’s Mine, population 587, a small town forgotten by time with locals long since worn to a frazzle by the many battles they had already volunteered to enter. The local hardware store also served as the local firearms store, coffee shop, auto parts place and grocery store too. Oh … and a great place for gossip, and sometimes important information.
Axl walked in, expecting to see the familiar faces of many grizzled old men drinking coffee and telling tales, but only Glenn Climer, the owner, was there behind the counter, while his old coon dog Rufus was stretched out beside a pot belly stove. Coming out from behind the counter to shake hands, one could see that Glenn was still in fine shape for one pushing seventy-five. But as soon as Axl saw him limping, he knew what had happened.
Taking one look at Axl’s face, an angry scowl came across Glenn’s face as he stated, more than asked, “So, the bastards made it by your house too, huh?” Already shaking with his own anger, Axl ignored the question, for his own, “What happened?”, as Glenn motioned him to a chair and poured them both a good, strong cup of coffee.
“Their Nazis came in here asking all kinds of questions about firearms sales and ransacked my accounting books. I tried to stop them and got a few good whacks from the butt of a rifle in the process.” It looked like it had been some fight from the looks of Glenn’s own face.
Glenn added, “Don’t worry. All they got was a notebook full of old receipt carbons from 2015.”
“Those Commie Bastards” was all that Axl could say, as his breathing revealed his blood pressure had just shot sky-high.
As the numerous stories and local intel arrived, it was soon discovered that the UNCFB thugs had hit three other houses in the Basin, besides Axl’s and H.C.’s, and as angry as they were over H.C. being shot, many also were infuriated that Bowser had been shot while defending his master and his home. It also became apparent that they had little real or accurate intel of their own, and so they were attempting to draw the locals into a fight they couldn’t win, and so the calls went out for an increase in guerrilla tactics and operational security; and everybody was soon making mental notes on each strange vehicle or person that entered the area and every drone that passed overhead, passing the info verbally across the community.
A week after the UNCFB had hit Axl’s and H.C’s homes, along with the others, the Ministry of Truth Headquarters was demolished by a massive explosion, killing five-hundred and fifty-three Eurofascists and three-hundred ninety-seven Chicom Commie Rat Bastards. Simultaneously, across the region and in several parts of America, eleven UNCFB outposts came tumbling down in fiery explosions that killed eleven hundred and sixty-five more of America’s Communist invaders. The ripple effect was worldwide and virtually immediate, given the breadth and scope of what this meant.
“And how we burned in the camps later, thinking: What would things have been like if every Security operative, when he went out at night to make an arrest, had been uncertain whether he would return alive and had to say good-bye to his family? Or if, during periods of mass arrests, as for example in Leningrad, when they arrested a quarter of the entire city, people had not simply sat there in their lairs, paling with terror at every bang of the downstairs at every step on the staircase, but had understood they had nothing left to lose and had boldly set up in the downstairs hall an ambush of half a dozen people with axes, hammers, pokers, or whatever else was at hand? … The Organs would very quickly have suffered a shortage of officers and transport and, notwithstanding all of Stalin’s thirst, the cursed machine would have ground to a halt! If … if … We didn’t love freedom enough. And even more — we had no awareness of the real situation …. We purely and simply deserved everything that happened afterward.”
The next day, Ira Hayes burst through the door to the Quonset hut, with his arms full of firewood, startling the two young men to attention who had come to see him. One might have thought Ira was a three-star general or something. He apologized for having them led there with hoods over their heads, by explaining it was as much for their own security as his.
“Cold as a stripper in a brass bra, isn’t it” he joked.
The boys remained silent, shaking and shivering, uncertain on how to respond, which made Ira burst out in laughter.
Feeding wood into the potbellied stove, Ira told them to come on over by it so they could get warm. He studied them for a few minutes, while he let them get warm by the fire that was now blazing bright inside the stove.
“So you two young rascals are Glenn Climer’s grandsons, are you?”
“Yes Sir” came from the oldest boy.
“Your GranPa is a damn fine man. It’s purely a shame what they did to him in his store the other day.”
Ira’s words were met with more silence. He smiled to himself over how intelligent and respectful these two had grown to be. Glenn’s only daughter and her husband were killed by a drunk driver just this side of Christiana on I-24 when they were just toddlers still, ages three and five.
The boys were now fifteen and seventeen, and it didn’t take a rocket scientist to know they had come to join the fight and get some revenge for what those Fascists had done to their GranPa. And they did get around to asking, just as Ira expected. The problem remained that Glenn had anticipated this day coming several years back, and he’d asked Ira to keep his boys out of the Resistance no matter what happened; they were quite literally the last of the Climer bloodline, and aside from that, he couldn’t bear to lose them because he loved them so much.
Ira did his best to let them down easily, finally coming right out and telling them: “Sorry young men, but your GranPa doesn’t want you anywhere near this mess, especially when the real fighting breaks out. I promised him I’d keep you both out of it, and that’s going to have to be the end of it.”
The oldest boy, Bailey, didn’t miss a beat and came back with, “It’s our lives. Shouldn’t it be our choice?”
Ira stood up and signaled the meeting was over, telling them to get ready for the return trip, as they objected and asked if there wasn’t anything they could do to help the Resistance win the day. And the more Ira studied the situation, sensing their disappointment and their excitement, he told them that they could keep a look out for anything unusual, relaying any such development to their GranPa straight away.
The uneasy silence hung like a heavy anchor in the night air. The boys turned to the door, but Sam, the youngest, stopped and told Ira in a firm and determined voice: “We’ll both be back to join you eventually. I love GranPa, but he has to understand — I know he does because he’s the one who taught us — that some things in life are worth dying for because to live without freedom and liberty is a sort of death in itself, anyway one looks at it.”
The boy’s words — the young man’s words — struck Ira just as hard as a left hook from Clint Jackson, one-time middle weight contender, and Ira stood speechless as those two brave brothers stepped into the cool night air. And he was sure as anything he’d ever been sure of that they would return. He was just as sure that he wouldn’t be able to turn them away when they did, since he had no right to make a promise for how one defended one’s own Liberty, one’s family and this America they all loved so well.
By Justin O. Smith
Edited by John R. Houk
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Breaking Christian News is promoting a Pro-Life movie that will be available on various digital video formats available for viewing October 2 on TV, PC, Smart Phone, etc. Is an unborn child a person to be murdered or a biological appendage to discarded? LOOK FOR THE MOVIE! Hopefully President Trump nominates a Justice that addresses personhood.
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Mark your calendars for October 2nd as we release this highly acclaimed pro-life movie “The Order of Rights” on various digital platforms.
Featuring evangelist Dr. Alveda King staring herself as a cameo role.
This film addresses the rights of the unborn as well as the rights of the father’s voice. We are praying for a return to America’s founding principles and to the God that inspired them. To view our trailer and sign the petition to defund planned parenthood, visit our website here.
[Blog Editor: The movie promotional website (https://orderofrightsmovie.com/) has release info, a trailer (posted below) and a small descriptive paragraph followed by a DEFUND Planned Parenthood petition which follows this sentence.]
The Order of Rights is a pro-life film. The story centers around Emma Stein, a pregnant single girl who has been advised by her mother to have an abortion. Despite the objection of the child’s father, Ethan Carpenter, and his promise to help her, she decides to go ahead with the procedure. When Ethan and his family file a lawsuit on behalf of the child’s right to life, the drama escalates as Emma’s mother, Kerri, contacts a friend in the Associated Press. Before long, the case is mired in media frenzy. The court has to decide whether the child in Emma’s womb is a person or not, and if so, if it is endowed with the unalienable rights as enumerated in the Declaration of Independence. The title, “Order of Rights” refers to the order in which the categories of rights are deliberately listed in the document: Life, Liberty and Pursuit of Happiness.
The debate over the sanctity of life is at the center of the upcoming prolife film, “The Order of Rights.” Releasing October 2,2020, from Stone Road Productions on streaming platforms Amazon, Google, and VUDU, the movie raises the issue of whether a child in the womb is a person or not.
“The Order of Rights” centers on Emma Stein (Emma Elle Roberts), a pregnant single girl who has been advised by her mother to have an abortion despite the objection of the child’s young Christian father, Ethan Carpenter (Ben Davies). Even as Ethan tries to help her, she decides to go ahead with terminating the pregnancy. Ethan and his family file a lawsuit on behalf of the child’s right to life, and their story moves to prominence as a nationally publicized court case. The court has to decide whether the child in Emma’s womb is a person or not and if so if it is endowed with the unalienable rights as enumerated in the Declaration of Independence. “The title, “The Order of Rights” refers to the order in which the categories of rights are deliberately listed in the Declaration of Independence: ‘Life, Liberty and the Pursuit of Happiness,’ such ideals often recognized as America’s mission statement upon which our governing framework, the Constitution, is based,” said Jim Ball, movie director. In most abortion cases, a mother’s ‘right to pursue happiness’ overshadows a baby’s ‘right to life.’ The film’s fair-minded approach gives audiences a nuanced look at both views of the unborn in a courtroom setting. “It is our hope to raise the voices of millions through this film who are speaking out and especially for those who cannot speak for themselves, the unborn,” said Steve Ball, executive producer. “It is also our hope that this film touches those who have experienced abortions so that they know that they can receive forgiveness and begin to heal.”
Superman actors- (top) Kirk Alyn, George Reeves, Christopher Reeve, John Haymes Newton, Gerard Christopher. (bottom) Dean Cain, Tom Welling, Brandon Routh, Henry Cavill, and Tyler Hoechlin
When I was kid wayyyy back in the early 1960s I was a huge comic book fan. I read all kinds from Marvel, Key, Harvey and those are only the one I can remember off the top of mind. BUT my favorite comics came from DC Comics. I was pretty committed to all the superheroes but my favorite was DC Comics star attraction – Superman.
The Adventures of Superman starring George Reeves – Defending Truth, Justice and the American Way
As you should expect my comic addiction meant I consumed television cartoons and early the early days of TV live action superheroes. My favorite as a child was The Adventures of Superman starring George Reeves which aired from 1952-58. I was 2 years when the series ended, so my viewing experience was in the form of syndicated reruns in the 1960s (and I confess, I still watch them if I catch those reruns on today’s cable TV).
Superman landing through a window gif
From childhood through my (gasp) senior citizen days I still can’t resist watching a DC Comic based television or big screen characterization of those superheroes (although admittedly I’m beginning to detest the modern revisionism or storylines and characters). I’m still a Truth, Justice and the American Way aficionado. That is a line nearly if not completely eliminated in revisionist characterization. I am guessing “the American Way” is not the Leftist Way.
On the subject of disappointment, the news that one of the key characters of TV’s Smallville has gotten herself embroiled in one of history’s most infamous sex-trafficking, human bondage and more scandals of the century. Allison Mack portrayed Chloe Sullivan on Smallville. Mack was in the top echelon of those who operated criminally scandalized NXIVM (I think pronounced nix-ĭ-um or nix-ē-um).
Smallville Promotional Poster
I found some sordid details on the Conspiracy website Collective Evolution founded by Canadian raised Joe Martino. Reading the article saddened me as spurred good memories of DC Comic Book reading days. I’ll let you the reader measure CE’s accuracy due to the Conspiracy reputation.
NXIVM branding scars and Allison Mack[Blog Editor: Due my blog platform’s Potential squeamishness about carved NXIVM branding into the flesh, I blurred the branding. If you wish to view the photo in its original form click the embedded photo link.]
The Facts: More news has emerged shedding light on how victims of the NXIVM ‘sex cult’ which involved the trafficking of women and children, child pornography and more used bribery and promises of fame.
Reflect On: How high does this go? Why do these types of things always happen among elitist powerful groups?
Just a few years ago, talking about the connection between sex cults, the trafficking of women and children, and some very prominent people in positions of power would have people telling you to ‘go put on your tinfoil hat.’ That’s not the case today, and a lot of this stuff has leaked out into the mainstream in several different ways. One of the latest examples comes from March of last year, when Smallville actress Allison Mack was ‘outed’ for being a member of a sex cult and working in a management capacity. Apparently, Mack’s job was to lure women into the program under the false pretence of female empowerment and self-help workshops. They were then convinced to sign up for a more “advanced program” called Dominus Obsequious Sororium, which required these women to basically turn their lives over to the leader, Keith Raniere. Dominus Obsequious Sororium is a quasi-Latin phrase that roughly translates to “Master Over The Slave Women.”
Raniere owns a company called NXIVM, which supposedly offers executive success programs, but clearly, that’s not the case. Raniere was also arrested, along with Mack, in March 2018 in Mexico on charges of sex trafficking. He stands accused of raping girls as young as 12 years old, imprisoning a woman for 18 months, child pornography, and more. He has been kept in federal custody in New York.
Participants within this program were also required to hand over sensitive information, nude photos, and other compromising information in case they ‘got out of line,’ in which case the information was used for bribery and blackmail.
According to PageSix, Mack’s place in the DC TV world may have played a role in one former member’s recruitment. A woman known as ‘Nicole’ recently testified in a Brooklyn federal court and revealed that Mack “took her under her wing” when she was on the brink of suicide in February of 2016, ultimately recruiting her into the group. As Nicole revealed, part of what convinced her to join the group was Mack, who played Chloe Sullivan on Smallville, promising that it would lead to an eventual gig playing the DC Comics heroine Wonder Woman.
In her testimony, Nicole recounted a time when she was tied up and sexually assaulted within the group, as well as instances where Mack convinced her to turn over blackmail material for the group. This included providing a sex tape and false letters of information about her family and an ex-boyfriend, who had become a prominent actor.
Is this how people get big roles in Hollywood?
This case also highlights some very powerful connections that are involved in this ‘sex cult.’ Billionaire Clare Bronfman was indicted on racketeering charges. These charges were connected to her role as “Operations Director” for NXIVM. Clare Bronfman is the daughter of Charles Bronfman, a Canadian/American businessman and philanthropist. The Bronfman family has been referred to as the “The Rothschilds of the New World” by author Peter C. Newman, a well-known Canadian journalist and writer. The Bronfman family has also been in business with the Rothschild family for quite some time. One of many examples is their wealth management company, Bronfman Rothschild, which began in 1997 as Virchow Krause Wealth Management.
Bronfman’s brother, Stephen, was one of Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau’s biggest funders. Trudeau was also very close to Peter Danglish, a high-ranking UN sex offender mentioned below. I mention this because I came across more strange ties to the Trudeau family, like the Pierre Elliott Trudeau foundation symbol, as you can see, is the same symbol used by pedophilesto identify sexual preference.
No, this doesn’t mean Mr. Trudeau is involved in something like this, I am just saying that coming across this type of thing is strange to say the least.
But this shouldn’t really come as a surprise, just look at Jeffrey Epstein, a sex offender with deep connections to the royal family, Prince Andrew, and Bill & Hillary Clinton.
We even have whistleblowers when it comes to this field, like Steve Pieczenik, a former United States Department of State official and a Harvard trained psychiatrist with a doctorate in international relations from the Massachusetts Institute of Technology (MIT). He’s been openly talking about this type of thing in elitist circles. You can view an example of him talking about the Clintons here. Here’s another one of him implicating Bush Sr.
There are ‘high-ranking’ officials being arrested all of the time. An Associated Press investigation into the United Nations (UN) has revealed that over the past 12 years, there have been approximately 2,000 allegations of sexual abuse and exploitation by UN peacekeepers and other employees around the world. The latest example to come out of the UN would be from the ex-chief advisor for the United Nation’s Child Labour Program, Peter Dalglish, who was recently arrested for pedophilia.
Stories like this corroborate with whistleblower testimonies, like Ex-Nebraska policewoman Kathryn Bolkovac, who served as a UN peacekeeper and worked under DynCorp, a military contractor, where she learned about elite level sex trafficking involving the UN, the State Department, and the Military. You can read more about her testimony here.
This further corroborates with the story of General James Grazioplene, who worked in the Pentagon and as the Vice President of DynCorp, who is currently facing charges for raping minors as well as incest. (source)
I could go on and on…
When you do research into this topic for a number of years, it’s not hard to believe that high-ranking politicians, financial elite, and ‘famous’ people are all involved in this type of thing, and it goes all the way to the top–to the Vatican and beyond.
We’re talking about ritualistic sexual abuse and the trafficking and murder of women and children. But these topics still have yet to hit the mainstream.
Our Interview With A Survivor of Child Sex Trafficking
Anneke Lucas is an author, speaker, advocate for child sex trafficking victims, founder of the non-profit organization Liberation Prison Yoga, and creator of the Unconditional Model.
Her work is based off her 30-year journey to restore her mental and physical wellbeing after surviving some of the worst atrocities known to humankind before the age of 12. Sold as a young child into a murderous pedophile network by her family, she was rescued after nearly six years of abuse and torture.
We recently conducted an interview with her. Below is a clip from the four part series, as it was a very long and detailed interview. You can access the full interview HERE on CETV, a platform we created to help combat internet censorship and allow us to continue to do our work.
If you watch the Anneke interview, you will see how there is a very positive and uplifting message that comes out of all of this. Human trafficking and child abuse represent the most untold stories of our generation, as they millions of souls every year, many of them being children. The International Tribunal For Natural Justice (ITFNJ) is one of many organizations to bring awareness to child sex trafficking. You can read more about that here, especially if you are feeling hopeless about this issue.
We are slowly coming to terms with the fact that this happens at elite levels, done by some of the most ‘prominent’ and powerful people. It’s time to talk about it, and it’s time to ask more questions. Let’s keep disclosure coming.
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Peter Mayhew, the iconic actor who played Chewbacca in the “Star Wars” films has died at age 74. The cause of death is still unknown.
“He left us the evening of April 30, 2019 with his family by his in his North Texas home,” the family wrote on Twitter Thursday afternoon.
He is survived by his wife Angie and three children.
Mayhew famously portrayed Chewbacca in the original trilogy and even “fought his way back” after being wheel-chair bound so that he could portray Chewy once again in the 2015 film, “Star Wars: The Force Awakens.”
Actors Peter Mayhew and Harrison Ford arrive at St. Jude’s 30th anniversary screening of “The Empire Strikes Back” at Arclight Cinema on May 19, 2010 in Los Angeles, California. (Photo by Angela Weiss/Getty Images)
He later returned to the “Star Wars” set to act as a consultant for his successor.
“He put his heart and soul into the role of Chewbacca,” his family wrote. “And it showed in every frame of the films from his knock kneed running, firing his bowcaster from the hip, his bright blue eyes, down to each subtle movement of his head and mouth.”
In this Oct. 5, 1978 file photo, actors featured in the “Star Wars” movie, from left, Harrison Ford who played Han Solo, Anthony Daniels who played the robot C3P0, Carrie Fisher who played the princess, and Peter Mayhew who played the Wookie, Chewbacca, are shown during a break from the filming of a television special presentation in Los Angeles. (AP Photo)
“But, to him, the Star Wars family meant so much more to him than a role in a film. The relationships that began then grew into the friends and family that he would love for decades to come.”
The family of Peter Mayhew, with deep love and sadness, regrets to share the news that Peter has passed away. He left us the evening of April 30, 2019 with his family by his side in his North Texas home. pic.twitter.com/YZ5VLyuK0u
The Western Journal was originally founded in 2009 as WesternJournalism.com, a project of the Western Center for Journalism. At the time the site simply linked to other content producers and served as a hub for important current events in the political and media sphere. The site was established to provide an alternative for readers fed up with the overt politicization of establishment media outlets. Over time, the audience grew and writers and thinkers began submitting original pieces to be published in full.
In 2011, the marketing team created the Facebook page Western Journalism and began publishing political news and commentary from the site on the growing social network. It wasn’t until 2013, however, that Western Journalism hired its first full-time staff writer and branched into publishing only original content. During this time, the site grew rapidly, reaching several hundred thousand readers daily by the end of 2013.
The beginning of 2014 marked a strategic turning point for Western Journalism, as the staff began focusing heavily on their Facebook audience, experimenting with engaging titles, and analyzing results in real time. By May 2014, over four million unique visitors were reading Western Journalism each month.
In mid-2014, the director of marketing for the Western Center for Journalism, Patrick Brown, left to found Liftable Media Inc. and its first brand, the uplifting lifestyle site Liftable.com. Liftable Media’s founding mission is to be a positive influence on culture, rather than a negative influence. Patrick took what he’d learned in building social media optimized content on Western Journalism and by November five million unique visitors were reading Liftable.com each month.
Liftable Media still maintained close contact with the Western Journalism staff, and recognizing the overlap in audience and mission, offered to buy WesternJournalism.com. The offer was accepted and Liftable Media made its first acquisition, officially integrating WesternJournalism.com into Liftable Media on January 1st, 2015.
Jim Caviezel is the actor who portrayed Jesus in Mel Gibson’s movie, The Passion of the Christ. Caviezel is a Roman Catholic that gave a talk to university students at a panel discussion at the University of Steubenville, Ohio discussing an upcoming film about the Apostle Paul.
Within the panel discussion Caviezel provided some rousing thoughts on Religious Liberty that included a warning that Christians are at war with the “most dangerous enemy”. Caviezel may be Catholic, but the thought should be heeded by all Christians.
LifeSiteNews.com actually has video of Caviezel near the beginning of the article, but I’m placing it after the article.
STEUBENVILLE, Ohio, March 5, 2018 (LifeSiteNews) – Catholic actor Jim Caviezel, who famously played Jesus in The Passion of the Christ, told university students on Sunday that they must set themselves apart from this “corrupt generation” and “be saints.”
“You weren’t made to ‘fit in,’ my brothers and sisters. You were born to stand out. Set yourself apart from this corrupt generation. Be saints,” he said.
While the panel’s dialogue on the film was fascinating, it was Caviezel’s concluding speech that made the crowd in an overflowing room rise to its feet in thunderous applause.
Caviezel told the students that they are at “war” with the “most dangerous enemy” who wants to strip them of their freedom, of having the right “to do what you ought.”
“Every generation of Americans needs to know that freedom exists, not to do what you like, but having the right to do what you ought,” he said.
Here is his concluding comment in full:
This message is for you. A great man once said that, ‘evil is powerless if the good are unafraid.’ But you and I have a rendezvous with destiny. We’ll preserve for our children this, the last best hope of man on earth – or, we’ll sentence them to take the last step into a thousand years of darkness.
We’re at war with the most dangerous enemy that has ever faced mankind in his climb from the swamp to the stars. And it’s been said if we lose this war, and in so doing, lose this great way of freedom of ours, history will report with the greatest astonishment, that those who had the most to lose did the least to prevent it from happening.
Well, I think it’s high time now that we ask ourselves if we still even know the freedoms that were intended for us by our founding fathers? Every generation of Americans needs to know that freedom exists, not to do what you like, but having the right to do what you ought.
You weren’t made to “fit in,” my brothers and sisters. You were born to stand out. Set yourself apart from this corrupt generation. Be saints. God bless you.
The actor’s words were met with thunderous applause and a standing ovation.
Elsewhere during the panel discussion, the actor made bold statements of faith, for instance, asserting, “I believe the devil is more afraid of me than I am of him.”
When asked by a webcast viewer who had experienced conversion after watching The Passion of the Christ if Caviezel thinks his movie on Saint Paul will be similarly powerful, the actor explained this movie is different, but the message will be just as powerful.
“Forgiveness is everything. It’s forgiveness at all costs. And it does not mean weakness, it does not mean passivity. It means meeting evil face to face with love. And that’s the power behind this movie.”
“Love and Forgiveness” is the theme running through the movie, he said.
In one of the film clips shown to the audience, Caviezel as St. Luke, says to a young Christian who proposes murdering Romans to avenge the deaths of members of Rome’s nascent Christian community, “None of us here have walked with Christ, but Paul has followed him longer than us all. I have watched him being beaten. I have watched him be stoned and flogged, and never once did he raise his finger against his oppressors. Let peace be with you. For we live in the world but we do not wage war as the world does. Peace begins with you, Cassius. Love is the only way.”
“Courage . . . is ardent love, noted the actor. “Love creates change by igniting a passion in each one of us, one person at a time. Paul is the spark that ignites a real revolution. And that revolution is love.”
The film’s executive producer, Eric Groth, explained why this movie focuses only on the end of Paul’s life.
“To tell Paul’s entire life story would require a miniseries. You look at the amazing conversion experience he went through. From being Saul, the greatest persecutor of the early Church … to the greatest promulgator of the faith, and to look at that from the end of his life where he’s gone through that conversion, and all those experiences where he’s gained wisdom and yet we can still see a man who is very human, who knows he’s saved by the grace of God, and yet he still has those struggles with his humanity. And I think that’s an important thing to be able to reflect on, to be able to say, ‘Hey, he’s a lot like I am.’”
Dr. Scott Hahn described the historical/Biblical context of this moment in Paul’s story.
“The Roman Empire, under Nero, fell into the deepest corruption. The darkness was most likely demonic,” said the theologian. “And so here is the Christian community—the Body of Christ—experiencing what Jesus’ body had just undergone a couple of decades before, back in the early 30’s. And so you recognize this is the moment when it looks as though this empire, this culture of death, will snuff out the life of Christ’s Body.”
“What I think this movie shows us,” continued Hahn, “reminds me of the old proverb: “They buried us, but they didn’t know we were seeds.”
“We have got to buckle up and really pray and enter into the wisdom of Paul’s writings because we might not end up in prison, but our children or our grandchildren will, and they have a lot to learn from the lessons of this man,” said Dr. Hahn.
“You know, it’s said that Paul was such a zealous apostle because Saul was such a zealous persecutor,’ continued Hahn. “God redirected all of that energy, and even though he’s aging in this movie, it is really refined and deepened. And that’s the kind of wisdom we need now.”
“Theological speculation has a place, but that really practical wisdom in the face of death and suffering, this is where we learn life’s deepest lessons,” he added.
Paul, Apostle of Christ will be released in theaters on Wednesday, March 28, one day prior to Holy Thursday when Catholic celebrate the institution of the Eucharist.
Caviezel is a devout Catholic who has called abortion “the greatest moral defect of the western world.” He is also working on a sequel to “The Passion of the Christ” with director Mel Gibson that focuses on the Resurrection.
“This is the real deal. It’s going to blow your mind. It’s absolutely going to make you so proud. You heard it here: It’s going to be the biggest film in history,” said Caviezel.
Catholic actor Jim Caviezel, who famously played Jesus in The Passion of the Christ, told university students on Sunday March 4, 2018, that they must set themselves apart from this “corrupt generation” and “be saints.”
“You weren’t made to ‘fit in,’ my brothers and sisters. You were born to stand out. Set yourself apart from this corrupt generation. Be saints,” he said.
Caviezel made the comments during a panel discussion at the University of Steubenville where he discusses the soon-to-be-released film, Paul, Apostle of Christ, in which he stars. He was joined by EWTN’s Raymond Arroyo, host of The World Over, Dr. Scott Hahn, Chair of Biblical Theology and the New Evangelization at the university, and Eric Groth, executive producer of Paul, Apostle of Christ.
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Despite high ratings in its Friday timeslot, ABC has cancelled the funniest comedy with Conservative values on their network – Last Man Standing. I’m not surprised since ABC is a Left-Wing network promoting Leftist values which means a hate-Trump slant.
If you Google “Last Man Standing,” you’ll discover several Conservative outlets have the story. I discovered the story on the Daily Wire which I am cross posting below.
Even though it had been dumped on Friday nights, the Tim Allen sitcom Last Man Standing enjoyed ratings that Deadlinedescribes as “very respectable for any night and especially Friday[.]” Every week, the half-hour comedy, one of the very few aimed to appeal to America’s heartland, won its time-slot in the all-important demo, including 6.4 million overall same-day viewers. Deadline further adds that “[w]hile most returning shows were down year-to-year 20-30%, LMS was virtually flat, off just by 5% in total viewers and adults 18-49[.]”
Those are very impressive numbers for a show that has been around for six full seasons.
But that is not all!
Last Man Standing was ABC’s Friday anchor, meaning a show that could not only be counted on to win the night but one that kept viewers tuned in to whatever shows came after. Anchors are also crucially important when it comes to launching new shows.
But that is not all!
The real money in the sitcom business comes from syndication rights, selling the reruns on a per episode basis to other networks. Last Man Standing is not only a syndication smash, a virtual cash cow, per Deadline it is the “rare off-network ratings success story these days.”
When a show does this well in syndication, every episode becomes a bar of gold, a likely source of rolling revenue for years and years to come. Even aging sitcoms that lose their audience are sometimes renewed for an extra season because each of those episodes is worth a fortune in syndication.
So why was this popular and profitable sitcom abruptly canceled?
Well, this is where the byzantine world of television and politics and fascist corporations becomes as interesting as it is revealing and chilling.
After six seasons, the ABC broadcast network is contractually required to cover the cost of producing the show. Until now, Last Man Standing had been produced and paid for by 20th Century Fox TV before being licensed for broadcast to ABC.
To no one’s surprise (explained below), and although 20th Century Fox had agreed to reduce its fees, without even bothering to negotiate something that would allow them to hold onto this hit show, ABC abruptly canceled it, using the fig leaf of cost, singling out Tim Allen’s high salary.
The real reason ABC canceled “Last Man Standing” was almost certainly due to politics. Allen’s character is, as described by Deadline, a …
… political conservative and devout Christian adhering to traditional American values, the blue-collar comedy appeals to viewers in the Heartland, a constituency that helped elect Donald Trump as president and has been energized post-election as evidenced by the ratings success of new USA drama Shooter.
Through his character, the politically conservative Allen has poked fun at Hillary Clinton, political correctness, and the Left at large. Worse still, he has created a popular, sympathetic and likable television personality who holds the beliefs and values our entertainment and media elites want to tell us can only belong to Nazis.
Moreover, the ABC television network is owned by Disney, a rabidly left-wing company run by Bob Iger, who, for years, has been a huge supporter of both Bill and Hillary Clinton. In order to protect the Clintons, Iger has gone so far as to eat $40 million. The Path to 9/11 was a popular 2006 miniseries that offered only light criticism of Bill Clinton’s handling of Osama bin Laden. Although the original idea was to rerun the program every September 11, Iger has not only refused to rerun it even once (losing all that advertising revenue), he won’t even release it on home video.
That kind of corporate fascism, Iger’s willingness to shove a $40 million investment into a ditch, only helps us to make sense of ABC’s strangling of a proven golden goose like Last Man Standing.
No one better understands the power of popular culture than those who work in it. They know that if even one is allowed to get through, a Path to 9/11, a Last Man Standing, a Duck Dynasty, a Passion of the Christ, a 13 Hours, a Fox News, that it must be crushed, toxified, or memory-holed out of the fear that those brainwashed by popular culture might discover another side to the story. And then there is the intolerable risk that a success might breed more of them. [Bold text by Editor]
No matter the financial cost, this cannot be allowed.
Oh, and if you buy ABC’s excuse, riddle me this report that just so happened to be released within hours of the news that Last Man Standing had been canceled:
Reaching both agreements, especially a new license-fee pact with ABC, was not easy. Talks between the network and 20th TV started awhile ago. The studio originally sought a two-season renewal, which was met with resistance by the network at first until the two sides finally came to a deal. It followed an agreement in principle ABC and 20th TV reached at the end of February, which outlined what the license-fee structure should look like predicated on making new salary agreements with the actors.
Weird how ABC was totally comfortable doing for the left-wing Modern Family exactly what it wouldn’t do for a show that appeals to the other half of the country.
P.S. Everyone should read Ben Shapiro’s “Primetime Propaganda,” a brilliant and detailed look at how the public airwaves have been high-jacked by left-wing propagandists, oftentimes at the expense of success and profit.
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A Facebook friend sent me a video entitled, ‘MUST WATCH: Black Eyed “Beings” Terrify Family’. The narrator reads a little from a gal that had an encounter with Black-eyed Beings. Here description reminded me of a sci-fi show I used to watch on the Fox Network – Fringe.
As you watch the video, depending on your age, you will be reminded of the Twilight Zone when hear the narrator’s voice behind a darkened photo.
Is it real or delusion? Watch, decide and perhaps – be wary.
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Some of you may remember the TV show Dragnet. This clip aired in 1967, and the speech that Joe Friday gave some dissatisfied teenagers was true then, and it’s even more true now! Wow I can’t get over how timeless this is.