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The Night The Wolves Came

Should the United States now withdraw from Nato? Has not Nato served its purpose? Has not the Red Army been disbanded? Are Red Army divisions still poised to strike west through the Fulda Gap? Why should the United States continue to supply the money, men and equipment to defend Europeans who do not have the will to defend themselves? They have relied on the United States to defend them for so long they now believe it is their right to be defended by us, and they have let their defense establishments go to the point of invisibility. Without us they are defenseless against the wolves of the world. And one night the wolves will come. They always do.

Uneasily the sled dogs slept

How quiet was the night

As red eyed wolves in silence crept

The collared dogs in sight

The sled dogs whimpered in the snow

Awake, they waited fate

They knew that one of them would go

But which? They could but wait

The red eyes ran with frosty breath

How silently they came

The lead dog closed her eyes in death

In moments just her name

On empty collar told the tale

As dawn erased the night

And only now a quiet wail

From those who could not fight

They knew the wolves would soon be back

For NATO is a lie

And weakness just invites attack

And one by one they’d die

Playing With Fire

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The muslims continue to play with fire. Iran has announced it was ready to test a nuclear device. Turkey says it will ship arms to the Palestinians in Gaza and defies Israel to stop them. Assad sends armed civilians to storm the fences at the Israeli border, causing the Israeli to open fire, all to inflame the likes of the New York Times, which is anti-Israel to begin with. And so the Arabs and Iranians continue to poke sticks in the eyes of the West and Israel, knowing that for the moment at least it is quite safe to do. But it will not always be quite so safe. There always comes a time when a stick in the eye is finally responded to, and when the response comes it will be more than a stick in a muslim eye. It will be a stake in the muslim heart. And they do not seem to understand that playing with fire is dangerous.

The child is told that fire burns

The lesson stressed until he learns

But some kids never get it right

They’re drawn to flame, the burning light

They play with fire, it’s a game

And if they lose it’s all the same

There are kids living on our block

Who play the game around the clock

Assad for one, the mullahs too

Who poke their sticks, annoy the Jew

They strut and shout they’ll kill us all

And turn life to a darkened pall

We tell them we want only peace

We tell them that their games must cease

But they do not, and so they’ll learn

That games with fire means they’ll burn

Some Damn Fool Thing

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In 1909 Norman Angell published a book titled The Great Illusion, in which he argued that Europe, and the world, was now so intertwined financially and culturally that war was unthinkable. And we all know what happened five years later. Bismarck said war would come from some damn fool thing in the Balkans, and he was right. And it is happening again, this time in Greece, with debt default looming over Europe and the world, a default by the Greek government that could bring down the financial structure of the entire world. The last damn fool thing in the Balkans brought on world War 1 and the destruction of five world empires, the German, the Ottoman, the French, the Russian and the Austro-Hungarian, with the British empire lasting only another twenty-five years. And this time the collapse of empires may well include us.

The deer walk softly through the wood

Alert for danger, does and fawns

Small men stride worlds where giants stood

Outlined in light from pale false dawns

We know what’s right, the small men smile

We know what’s right, we know what’s good

And so they take us that last mile

There is no danger in the wood

Wyatt Earp

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Nato declared war on Afghanistan in accordance with their treaty obligations when we attacked the Taliban in Afghanistan for harboring al Qaeda, who drove commercial airplanes into the World Trade Towers on September 11, 2001. All well and good, but the only Nato country that did any actual fighting was Britain, and that in a very limited way. The others sent trainers and logistics people and did no shooting. Over time most of the non-combat combatants pulled their troops home, and now even the Brits are pulling out. For over sixty years Europe has depended for its defense on the United States, to the extent that no European country has a defense establishment equal to the task of removing a third rate dictator from a third world country. It’s always up to us. It’s about time the United States says goodbye to Nato, an alliance that has lost all reason for existence now that the Red Army is no longer pointed at the Fulda Gap. Time to cut off the money, time to stop paying for the defense of people who have obviously decided they do not want to pay for their own defense. It’s time for Wyatt Earp to say he’s tired of riding shotgun.

The stagecoach pulled up into town

And Wyatt Earp stepped slowly down

His shotgun hanging loosely by his side

The horses shivered, flecked with foam

As Wyatt said, I’m glad I’m home

I’m here to say I’ve taken my last ride

I’m ridin’ shotgun not no more

For sixty years I watched the store

And fought through Injun country more than once

It’s Wyatt this and Wyatt that

It’s time you guys got up to bat

I’m tired of ridin’ shotgun for you runts

The Nukes Are Safe

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Amid the turmoil in the muslim world, amid the backstabbing and betrayals in Afghanistan and Pakistan, what must always be remembered is that Pakistan is a nuclear state, having stolen the technology from the West. These nuclear devices must never be allowed to fall into the hands of non-state actors like al Qaeda, which is the principal reason the United States maintains steadfastly that Pakistan is a loyal ally in the midst of an enormous amount of evidence that they are not. It is the nukes. Pakistan insists they are safe, with specially trained and loyal guards. But it is clear it is only a matter of time before al Qaeda or the Taliban get their hands on one or more of Pakistan’s nukes, and then we will be faced with an existential threat.

The nukes are safe

They’re in good hands

In bunkers built

On shifting sands

Al Qaeda knows

Just where they are

They’ve friends who’ll leave

The door ajar

And late some night

And very soon

Lighted dimly

By the moon

A band of men

Of bristled beard

Will do what we

Have always feared

Ah well we had

The warning signs

The whispered sighs

Amid the pines

That told of things

That might go boom

When we leave Paks

To guard that room

The Unmailed Fist

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There was a time the policy of every confident country was to show the enemy a mailed fist, and often just showing the fist was enough to persuade strutting peacocks to fold their tail feathers and walk quietly away. But the mailed fist is no longer the policy of the United States. The US State Department is filled top down with people who believe that war is not to be won but to be negotiated. State has said repeatedly that if you kill your enemies you then have no one to negotiate with. And so every time it looks like we are about to commit the unpardonable sin of winning, the State Department steps in and opens negotiations, letting the defeated enemy up off the mat. This is called nuanced diplomacy.

The State Department seems to think’

That blowing kisses makes foes blink

They sneer at thoughts of the mailed fist

And firmness never made the list

Our friends are ever treated thus

By being thrown under the bus

And enemies do not exist

Just friends whom we have not yet kissed

And mailed fists only have success

When mailed Fed Ex or UPS

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Science Fiction Magic

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Many years ago Arthur C. Clarke, a science fiction writer, said a sufficiently advanced technology was indistinguishable from magic. And so it is. We live in a world that was only a plot line in the science fiction stories of the 50s and 60s. I read those stories and dreamed of the day I would see instant world-wide communications, space flight and all the magical technology those masters of the science fiction world envisioned.

I started reading sci fi 1950

The names of writers read are with me still

The stories and the settings were so nifty

That I will not forget and never will

With writers like Del Rey and C. M. Kornbluth

All fans of great good writing got their wish

They gave you all the battered, bruised and torn truth

And so did Fredric Brown and good James Blish

Leigh Brackett was no slouch, nor was Ted Sturgeon

And Alfred Bester set my hair on fire

The thrill of seeing guys like Pohl emergin’

They wrote great stuff of which I never tire

With Bradbury and Clarke and of course Heinlein

Their stories and their worlds will never fade

To pick one I would have to walk a fine line

These were the finest writers ever made

I read them all and gloried in the telling

Of Asimov’s lost worlds in blackest space

Where things I never dreamed seemed so compelling

And heroes bravely fought with wit and grace

The Little Man Upon The Stair

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Anthony Weiner, Democrat congressman and pervert, remains in the news, principally because he won’t resign. And why should he? The propaganda arm of the Democrat party, also known as the mainstream media, are behind him one hundred percent, screaming in rage at the filthy conservatives who try to force their unwashed morality down the throats of their betters Chris Matthews, of MSNBC, told both of his viewers that the rubes are out to get the congressman, and will stop at nothing to do so. You see, Liberalism, now renamed Progressivism, is seen by its cult members to be the stairway to the stars, and they don’ like us stinkin’ proletariat usin’ their stair.

A little man with features fair

Came down as I climbed up the stair

We passed without a word or smile

And stretched behind him, single file

Came many women, many men

All looking crossly at me when

I stopped and asked why the display

Of rank disgust they threw my way

This man committed no great sin

They cried, and look the mess he’s in

And all because of unwashed proles

Like you who think your silly goals

Of decency and men who’re just

Are part of nature’s sacred trust

You backward people with your airs

How dare you climb upon our stairs

They stomped away, all fierce and grim

As single file they followed him

And disappeared, I know not where

One thing I know, it’s not their stair

If It’s Loyalty You Want, Buy A Dog

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There is an old saying in Washington DC that if you want loyalty, buy a dog. With everyone turning against Democrat Congressman Anthony Weiner, he took that advice. But what did the dog think about it?

I liked it at the puppy farm

Had friends of every breed

They kept us fed and kept us warm

Had everything I need

Last week a goofy man appeared

A congressman, he said

He liked me much as I had feared

He smiled and shook his head

They put a leash around my neck

He led me to his car

I shrugged and said, well what the heck

It can’t be very far

I’ll run away first chance I get

Back to my buds and friends

The problem is I’m with him yet

This torture never ends

You see he bought me ‘cause he had

No other friends in town

And if I left he’d be so sad

That I had let him down

They say if loyalty you need

Then buy a dog like you

And I’m a weiner Dachshund breed

And dammit he is too

Insider Traitors

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The Taliban and al Qaeda have successfully used the tactic of the Inside Attack. A Muslim jihadist gains the trust of the authorities and is permitted access to areas an untrusted Muslim would not be permitted to enter, and at the appropriate time opens fire or blows himself up, taking the hated infidel with him. We see it in Iraq, in Afghanistan, and at Fort Hood, among many others. But it isn’t only the Taliban and al Qaeda who are successfully using the tactic of the Inside Attack, it is happening right here, at home.

A man I know, a cheerful man

A man of circumspection

Looked lost in thought and downright glum

At least on first inspection

I asked why he seemed so upset

He shook his head so sadly

And said the world that he once knew

Was doing now so badly

We’re taking sides right now, he said

With all the guys who hate us

Our president is doing all

He can to help deflate us

He’s filled the White House to the brim

With Marxists and Jew haters

I fear the country’s stock is rigged

By these Insider Traitors