Health Care Call to Action - Dick Morris style.

According to our friend Dick Morris on Hannity last night, if you want to know who our current Democrat heroes are, here's the list:

John Barrow of Georgia

Bart Gordon of Tennessee

Baron Hill of Indiana

Jim Matheson of Utah

Mike Ross of Arkansas

Charlie Melancon of Louisiana

Zack Space of Ohio

According to Dick Morris, “these are the 7 people who are worthy of note. They belong in a Hall of Fame. They are the 7 ‘Blue Dog’ Democrats who are holding up health care…” Because of their stalwart refusal to go along with the massive health care bill, Obama’s programs "won’t pass & the country is saved.”

So, here’s a thought: use the links above to send a quick note to these gentlemen. Tell them how much you appreciate their courage to face the monster that has become the Democratic Congress, & its insatiable appetite for power over the American people & the treasury.

And "if you’re in their districts," like Dick Morris said last night, “Write them & tell them you love ‘em!"

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THEN, write YOUR OWN Representatives & Senators. Tell them what you think about the health care overhaul that’s breathing down our necks: that we don’t want socialized medicine, we can’t afford it, won’t stand for illegal aliens being included (what the heck, why not pay for the entire world’s healthcare…?), & we'll do everything in our power to see that those who vote FOR this bill do not get re-elected!!

Even if you’ve never written to Congress before, now is the time, friends. It's easy, it's the American Way, it's NOW OR NEVER!!

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In Which Obama says 'It's Miller time'

Obama invites Officer Crowley & the professor to the White House for a beer. He concedes his words had been ill-chosen, but he stopped short of a public apology.

Just what we need…a President who butts his nose into police matters at the ‘local’ level, infers the worst --“racial profiling" -- presumably because the accused is of-a-certain-race & 1 of 3 arresting officers isn’t; makes a public statement besmirching the police department, stirring a racial firestorm that he struck all by himself…

Then it’s, ‘Oops. My words were ill-chosen…but we can see how racial issues are still very sensitive in America...’

Sure; when the President makes it so!

Just what we need in times like these. (His supporters call him cool-handed, steady & level-headed, remember? And they said Sarah Palin wasn’t ready for Prime Time…??)

His answer to the problem that he created? ‘Hey guys, come on over to the White House & let’s have a beer.’

Classy, Barak; real classy.

Just what I want of the American President: micro-managing law enforcement based on deluded perceptions of racism. (Those Reverend Wright tapes just keep on playin'...) Then we get – the whole world gets - this dignified image: regular beer guzzlin’ Joe, yucking it up with the fellas.

Not that I’m against having a beer with friends, mind you. But the President of the United States of America should be of a more dignified persuasion. The ‘office’ should carry authority & honor. A meeting with him should assume a higher caliber of social intercourse than poppin’ tops in the Oval Office.

I said from the beginning, this guy is a low-class, ill-refined, undignified, socially unsophisticated boob. He proves me right almost daily, friends.

If that makes me sound like a snob, I apologize to your sensibilities. I won’t, however, back away from my position.

The Office of the Presidency deserves better.

The American People deserve better.

I deserve better - than this.

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A duck, a challenge, abortion.

Dear friends, please see the post below this one , because it ended like this:

‘Three diatribes later, Mr. Duck…’ had kinda ticked me off. He’d used all the Leftist epithets that dismiss conservatives: we’re ‘self-righteous’, judgmental ‘hypocrites’. That we’re simple-minded followers; un-intellectual, unsophisticated, has-beens. I didn’t respond to most of what he said, but one of his diatribes, I couldn’t leave unchallenged:

“Susannah, do you believe that partial birth procedures are the result of serious late term conditions…which make it impossible for the child to live outside the womb? Or conditions which threaten the mother, are they your decision? Or do you figure a woman who is 8 months along just goes into the doctor's, slaps her forehead and says, ‘Damn, I knew I forgot to do something’.

Let me know, I enjoy reading the workings of the conservative ‘mind’. Like Sarah Palin, you probably don't have a fastball. Just some homilies you heard from the preacher, but give it a go.”
No ‘fast ball’, eh?

My perspective doesn’t come from sermons, or even some intellectual pursuit. It comes from having been in some of the scariest, seemingly darkest places & simply holding on for dear life. I’ve never written of my experience, & certainly never thought of it as a ‘fast ball’, but Mr. Duck, since you asked for it…

[Readers, please know this: we all have stories. Sharing mine doesn’t 'completely inform' the issue of late term abortion – as Mr. Duck later accused me. Nor do I assume to make choices for other people. I share my experience simply to counter-balance 'health of the mother' that the Pro-Abortion Left uses, ad nauseum, to silence ‘questioners’.

I share the following [response to Mr. Duck] with the utmost, weighty respect for anyone who has had a similar experience. My story is not unique. Women arrive here - & in darker places - every day, all over the world…]

"Duck. I assume you're male…I think maybe I've got more field experience upon which to answer this ridiculous question. I had 3 'pregnancies from h#ll', to quote a worn phrase. Each one brought with it 'hyperemesis gravidarum', which means one literally cannot stop puking. (Think hospitalization, IV’s dripping Phenergan-laced fluids into my veins, LOSING 14 pounds in the first trimester.) With the 3rd pregnancy, I was allowed to take Zofran for 20 weeks in order to prevent hospitalization.

If I had been born 75 or even 50 years ago, I could have DIED EACH TIME. Perhaps before I knew I was really pregnant. (How's that for 'health of the mother'?)

Moving right along…

Before delivery, I developed HELLP Syndrome - all 3 times. HELLP is a severe form of Pre-eclampsia, & was only 'discovered' in 1982. It is FATAL to both mother & child, if not recognized in time & treated properly. Even with treatment, some mothers suffer permanent kidney damage, & can still die of kidney failure post-partum. (hmmmm… ‘conditions which threaten the mother’…)

My results?

1) Delivery - emergency C-section, 3 weeks early due to potentially FATAL 'late-term condition'. It's a miracle I'm now a living human being w/ a 12 year old son.

2) Delivery - on time. Thought we'd dodged the bullet, but HELLP showed up & we delivered - stat. Again, we’re both living miracles.

3) Delivery - 5 1/2 weeks early due to that pesky potentially FATAL 'late term condition'.

The MD’s had NEVER seen a patient who'd had these 'conditions' at both the beginning & end of pregnancy; 3 times in a row. Now that you've challenged me on it, I guess you could say if ever there was a case for 'conditions that threaten the mother', it was ME – every time.

Funny, though. Not once did the idea of ending the life growing inside my sick, weak, racked body even cross a single synapse in my brain; as miserable & scary as those times in my life were.

As I look back, I was convinced that God was in control & that all would be well. I also learned that surrendering-of-self was absolutely essential in order to just survive.

See, that's what we don't get in our society - the notion that we must surrender ourselves to something Greater, for something Greater...Instead, we have: "Feel good? Do it! Want it? Get it!"

Life is not about us, dear Duck. It's about living the truth. The Truth saved my life - in every way possible - and I refuse to be intimidated into silence by 'self-satisfieds' such as yourself, no matter what epithet you sling my way.

So, to answer your original question - my beliefs about late term abortion: for the most part I believe that American women, steeped in traditional feminist culture, choose to abort babies who could otherwise be saved. I'm just glad my mother wasn't one of them.”

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Clarion Call for Morality.

So, it started like this:
I was visiting my friend Z’s blog , & having a lovely time catching up on posts, enjoying the comments. One piece focused on the Gov. Mark Sanford (R-SC) story, & a lively discussion had developed. Just when I was getting comfortable, a fellow – we’ll call him Duck – pipes up, claiming b/c of Sanford’s (& others’) disgraceful behavior, that the “family values crew” (conservatives) had been uncovered as “a bunch of hypocrites”.

Thinking this could amusing, I bantered back with my own fun:
“Just because you're (Sanford, et. al.) a watch-maker who can't tell time doesn't make the watch obsolete.”

By then, Z’s friend Duck had already replied to the group, & it was becoming less like fun:

Duck's comment~ “The point you miss is that you have lost the high ground & are going to be labeled hypocrites so that your ‘family values’ noise can be stopped once and for all.
The days of the religious right questioning anyone's values are OVER. You are in the process of being completely marginalized as a political entity.”

Did you get that, friends: family values noise - stopped once & for all?
Excuse me? I don't know where y'all are from, but here, we're likely to say, "Them's fightin' words."

Oh, my friend Ducky...This is gonna be fun after all! I'm just gettin’ warmed up:

Sus quoting Duck~ "The days of the religious right questioning anyone's values are OVER."

Sus’ comment~
"So, should we not question one's values when a father rapes his child. Nancy Pelosi & her NAMBLA friends don't think so...

Should we not question one's values when a mentally incapacitated person is 'put out of their misery' in the name of euthanasia (which would save the govt. a BUNCH on health care - since they’re so desperate to take it over). They'll be able to cull the population quick w/ that kind of logic. Bye, bye, Grandma.

Should we not question their values?

Should we not question the values of groups of people who want to get married including their cats, oh, & Bubbles the Chimp too? After all, they have their Civil Rights, you know.

God forbid we question anyone's values!

Shouldn't human existence be a free-for-all, anyway? No questioning values here...

If it feels good - go ahead, do it. If you're inconvenienced in ANY WAY, plow over the next guy to get what you want...kill that baby in the girlfriend's uterus. Better yet, find out the gender, then decide whether to kill it – if it’s not the sex you want. Obama says it's okay to kill her even as she's being delivered through the birth canal. And if she happens to survive the trauma of attempted murder? Obama says leave her for dead.

Should we not question THAT??

By all means, if YOU'RE put-upon in any regard, it’s your RIGHT to do what pleases you best. And SHAME on the person who tries to call you into question. Shame, shame, shame on THEM!

Yeah. You're right, Duck; don't let anyone question your values. No guilt, no responsibilities, no obligations, no pesky consequences.

Nobody questioning values...No conscience, no heart, no soul, no life. Yes, our society would be much better then."

Three diatribes later, Mr. Duck ends here:

“And make no mistake about it, you are being marginalized. Everyone else has had it with your act.”

Well Duck, we’ll just see about it, won’t we? What I see is your side's smugness (or simple misguided arrogance, I sometimes can't tell which) emboldens 'us', & certainly me. As for being quiet about injustice, & the sickness of immorality that is eating our nation alive…as for toning down the Truth, just b/c folks on your side start calling names? Sorry, dahlin’.

As we say around here, “Bring it on. You ain’t seen nothin’ yet.”

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Independence Day

Happy Day~ Fourth of July!

The day we celebrate our Nation's Independence...Our family did traditional American style. It's what we want to teach our children; to be American. We celebrated with lots of fun, lots of family & food, & plenty of sunshine. And into the night with fireworks to boot! Today has been a great day!

Still, I'm exquisitely aware of the freedom we enjoy - to play, to laugh & to pursue our own happy times. Yet there's a part of my heart that reserves sorrow for the direction our nation is taking. There's a wariness of the future & (dare I say it?) a fear of my own countrymen who are at the helm of my great nation, knowing not what they're steering, having not the slightest notion of what they're systematically destroying... And yet the destruction has been a long time coming - since before my birth, anyway.

Then, God help us. If I know the truth about my nation, & I came up through the ranks of public school propaganda & this deteriorating culture of ours...If I know, then surely there are others who know, who're willing to speak, who're willing to act. God. Please help my nation.

And now the fireworks are done. There's a lonely crack or two in the distance, breaking into the tunes of frog & cricket choruses outside my window. There are those who are still celebrating. But for me, it's time to lay my head down. I'm thankful that I lay it down in peace, in comfort, in safety, for I live in America.

And so I pray: Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray Thee, Lord, my nation to keep. If She should die before I wake; I pray Thee, Lord, Her soul to take. Preserve Her, Lord, for futures to come. Lead Her back toward freedom's throne. For those who come after me, Oh Lord, please draw them to Wisdom's knee. Let them learn what we've forgot; that our country's banner is not for naught.

God bless my family. God bless my people. God bless my country, my precious America.

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