Wake Up! – A Slap & Some Cold Water to Your Face

Ever since Election Day I have been bombarded with calls, emails, texts and letters asking me why we lost the election, is there any hope and where do we go from here.

Although I wish I were gifted with some great ability to come up with a few words with which to console my fellow patriots, I have no such gift. Like all of you I feel down trodden, depressed, exhausted, angry and puzzled.

Have I bled? Am I broke? Have I lost loved ones to the cause of Constitutional and National Preservation? Has my trial been so burdensome that I would just walk away? No, I have been no more than an ardent volunteer with some time devoted to a worthy cause.

But I will be damned (meant in the biblical sense of course) if I will abandon the nation which nine of my ancestors gave their fortunes and lives to preserve. How immensely ungrateful I would be.  Let us not all pretend to be equal to our forefathers in devotion when we have not given even a pittance in comparison.

All is not lost, the road will be tough, there is work to be done to preserve our freedoms but we are up to the task and we are so blessed with the freedoms that have not eroded. One need only to look around at the nations of the world to survey the great freedoms and blessings that abide our home country.

I thank God for America, we are free, more so than any other nation. How free can be debated in the halls of government, how blessed can be debated as well but let us not be so ungrateful for that which our Creator has provided us by the hands of patriots lost and brave countrymen who led in burdensome times.

During this Thanksgiving season I reflect on the example of my own 12th Great Grandfather Massasoit. He was, I am sure, not happy about his nation’s plight when Pilgrim immigrants showed up on the doorstep of his “free nation.”

As the Sachem of the Wampanoag Nation, he welcomed them to this New World and then commenced teaching them how to survive. Massasoit prevented the failure of Plymouth Colony and the almost certain starvation that the Pilgrims faced during the earliest years of the colony’s establishment by teaching them how to splice and create a corn that would grow faster considering the climate and shorter growing season.

Instead of whining, Massasoit forged critical political and personal ties with the colonial leaders John Carver, Stephen Hopkins, Edward Winslow, William Bradford, and Miles Standish.

Times were not easy, only one year after the arrival of the pilgrims, half of his Wampanoag Nation died from disease introduced by the newcomers and we know the rest of that sad story.  He was a great Sachem and throughout his whole life was known as a peace maker and friend to the Pilgrims.  The Pilgrims had a lot to offer, Massasoit had a lot to offer, they willingly sat together and came to terms.

Please just stop, think, pray and then recommit to join the cause, it will be long, it will not be easy, you may have to make huge sacrifices, but please show your gratitude by improving our nation and not just throwing it away. Our nation is still new and in many ways is a diamond in the rough. What absolute fools we would be to toss it out because it does not glimmer as boldly as we think it ought to. Let’s get to the work of polishing and perfecting our nation for the future.

Happy Thanksgiving

In Pursuit of the American Dream

By:  Penelope Wardell Batty, Guest Blogger

My sixteen-year-old daughter and I spent a weekend in mid-October with fifty strangers. We didn’t make the fourteen-hour-round-trip bus ride for entertainment, or because someone paid us for our time and effort. We voluntarily traveled to Lakewood, Colorado, a city in a neighboring state, to campaign for the presidential candidate we believe is the best choice for the United States at this time. While there we canvased neighborhoods door-to-door and over the phone, and in return for our civic efforts we were leered at, jeered at, smirked at, cursed at, stalked, and, in one case, even targeted with a hammer. Sounds like fun, right? Actually, it was, but as I’ve already stated, we didn’t do it for fun. Why did we do it? Because we were seeking out what “Americans” have sought after from the beginning.

While it’s true that a few of us are political junkies, for most of us, it was the first time we ever made such a journey, and though we are all passionate about our cause, most of us were way outside our comfort zones. As we traveled home, each of us was given the opportunity to share our stories about who we are and why we would do something so difficult and uncomfortable, and the stories that were shared were both touching and surprising.

We had eight people on our bus who were between the ages of thirteen and sixteen, and they were not there at the request of their parents. They were there because they are concerned about their future, and since they do not have the privilege to vote, they wanted to do something to help restore their faith in the promise of tomorrow.

Several more of our fellow travelers are twenty-something, some in college, and some struggling to raise small children. They, too, are concerned about the future. They do not like the path our country is on, they want something better than what they see up ahead, and they are working to make the changes they deem necessary.

Some of us were there as much for the present as for the future. Our community is in the heart of the oilfield, so it is not surprising that many of us desire energy independence for our country and the jobs and economic security that would naturally follow for our community. Some of us were there because we dislike the political apathy we see in our country and ourselves, and we are ready to free ourselves from that ailment.

Some of us were there because we believe in the freedom that once was, but is slipping away. We believe in the veracity of our founding documents, and we want to preserve what was purchased for all of us at great cost to our forebears and given to us as a heritage we are bound by honor to protect and preserve.

One lady in our group views that same responsibility through a different lens. She was raised in the Philippines and began her path of political activism in front of a tank, protesting the violently oppressive regime of Ferdinand Marcos. She told us that the first time she voted after becoming a United States citizen, she went home afterward and wept, because, for the first time in her life, she was free to vote as she chose without the fear of military retaliation. She was there to help preserve for her children the right to vote freely and the right to pursue the same American Dream she has enjoyed pursuing.

In reality, all of us were there seeking after our idea of the American Dream. Pragmatists might claim that the modern American Dream is about nothing more that prosperity and upward mobility. Pessimists believe that if the American Dream is not dead, it is gasping for it’s last breath. But fifty-five modern American patriots climbed on board a bus bound for Colorado in mid-October 2012 because we believe there is only one presidential candidate who still believes in the same American Dream we do: an all-encompassing American Dream that is more noble than equal distribution of financial stability or social standing. We believe in a Creator who has endowed us with “certain unalienable rights” and that if we work hard enough, in spite of personal sacrifice and seemingly insurmountable odds, we can attain the original American Dream: the dream of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.