The story of Archie Wilson is a sad one. A Tea Party Conservative, and a bible thumper, Archie is now the subject of a manhunt after his resignation on February 2nd from the Clermont County Commissioner position.
Archie is proof that nothing any public official says can be trusted. Public employees must be measured by their actions not on what they say. Archie who lobbied to shut down the strip club of Déjà Vu in Mt. Carmel recently took a position of integrity in upholding his office. However while he was declaring that he’d uphold the integrity of his grandchildren through his righteous actions, he was supplying cocaine to the prostitute Amanda Lay–age 26–to have sex with him, pictured to the right. You can see more details about this case at 700 WLW where Scott Sloan broke the story in the early morning. The story link is:
Archie Wilson was the type of person who everyone would assume could be trusted. He’s 61 years old and a Christian conservative and was endorsed by the Tea Party. As I’ve discussed here, no member of public office can be trusted. The lure of power the moment politicians get behind a desk with their name plate on it corrupts their minds to such twisted measures as Wilson displayed in these acts of terrible judgment.
This story explains beyond doubt why the foundations of our country must be the Constitution and nothing else, because the minds of men are too weak to be trusted with alterations. Even those who publicly declared themselves champions of the Constitution as Wilson did are prone to fall from grace.
Remember Archie Wilson during every speech you see from now on where a politician declares their beliefs to be pure and in the public’s best interest. Make sure to listen to that voice in the back of your mind that says that you are listening to a liar, because you probably are.
And a note to all those who are to the left of the Tea Party and will look at the Archie Wilson case as proof that such characters have infected positions in the political right. You have your own problems. You can read an example from just last week at this link.
So, you don’t want to pay taxes! Are you selfish! Poor! Do you not care about your fellow-man! Do you wish anarchy! Or are you a patriot? Are you an advocate of self-reliance? Do you believe that in not paying excessive taxes that you are in fact making your nation and its people stronger? Which is it? Truly, these are confusing times for many who are facing these questions for the first time.
If you haven’t read it yet, you might want to check out my son-in-law’s article on taxes and the 16th Amendment. He has discovered a dangerous truth, that the Federal Government does not technically have a right to collect taxes on our labor in the fashion that they do, but it is a Supreme Court ruling that has created enough legal gray area to allow for the practice by the IRS. Read his article below, but beware, this is dangerous information.
When we are given a Social Security number and apply for a job, we are essentially signing a contract with the Federal Government through our W-4 forms that allows the Federal Government to legally tax us through the method of a federal income tax. While the video shown on my son-in-law’s site is correct for the most part, the cost of forcing the government to adhere to the law is one that will bring violence to your life as the true nature of the government will be revealed to you. How do I know—well, I’ve seen it first hand. The government as it is fashioned currently is essentially an organized crime syndicate. This is why I have spent so much time dealing with the local school issues, because the school systems are built upon the model of the Federal Government syndicate machine. Schools use guilt, fear–and in literal cases–intimidation to extort taxes from the citizens and prevent the mass of society from looking too closely at the actual laws they are bound by.
If you wish to fix what you are about to read, start with your local school and from there the system will migrate into the greater evils of taxes imposed upon us. It’s not that education is bad, but the means of funding it is, and needs to be changed. Just as the means of funding our government needs to be changed, as the current system invites open looting of our labor for a subtle goal of enslavement.
It may be a shock to some, but the story in my book The Symposium of Justice called “Fran Calls” is a true account. The character named Hickory in that narrative about a group of tree-trimmers in North Carolina cleaning up after Hurricane Fran hit Chapel Hill with a fury that shut the town down for weeks, was a uniquely colorful character whom I have known since grade school. It was not because of our adventures in Chapel Hill that our friendship ceased as we haven’t spoken in nearly 8 years; it was a drastic difference in our social positions that finally caused a rift that friendship could not cross after nearly three decades of adventure.
Hickory in his youth was declared a certified genius. He makes Sheldon Cooper on the popular TV show Big Bang Theory look unintelligent. I am being facetious of course; I cannot watch Big Bang Theory to this very day without thinking of “Old Hickory,” named for his love of the wise old trees. The school system had big plans for Hickory. They thought this kid would grow up to be a great inventor like Leonardo da Vinci, or a doctor at age fourteen like Doggie Hoosier, or maybe even a lawyer by age 16. That was the type of discussion that went on in those days. Hickory read an entire set of encyclopedias in the 5th grade and had read every classic by the time he was in the 7th grade. When he graduated high school he had a special honor designation that he still obtained even though he had basically quit school halfway through high school, because his grades had been that good. I was with him at our graduation when he sold his honors robe to a kid for a hundred bucks because the kid had told his family he was an honors student, and needed the special robe so his parents wouldn’t be disappointed. Hickory simply traded robes with the kid in exchange for the money. After the graduation he took me and a few other friends to dinner at Perkins where he spent all the money. The check for the meal was $45 and he left a $55 tip. It was as if he wanted to rid himself of the taint of the honor, and everything it represented from grade school till his graduation.
Without question, every adult teacher, parent, guidance councilor, college recruiter and even local politicians blamed the murderous, violent, thieving Rich Hoffman for inciting rebellion into the life of young Hickory and they were right from their point of view. My lifestyle offered Hickory freedom that he wouldn’t have had any other way. All I did was give Hickory a platform to realize on his own that the teachers, school and other adults in and around his life were looking to loot from him the genius that came natural to his mind. They wanted to say, “We helped make his genius! We played a part in his construction!” Once Hickory realized this, he turned off the facet to them, and they were angry.
In the years that followed Hickory became disenchanted with college, jobs, virtually every aspect of human civilization. He began to question the very foundations of things and would utter similar comments as my son-in-law is doing now shown in that article. Hickory had read all the legal arguments pertaining to the 16th Amendment and decided that he would not pay taxes to the government in the traditional fashion since the government was not unlike the looters who sought to take credit for his intelligence during his youth. He was right, there wasn’t any difference. The government was not able to produce anything. They simply collected from those with talent and then exploited the information as if it were their own. Their behavior wasn’t any different from the cheater in high school who refused to do their homework then copied off the paper or test of a person like Hickory. Without Hickory, the government was just a bit less intelligent and it was Hickory’s freedom of choice to decide to give his intelligence away to the government through his labor or not. But he concluded that so long as he did not fill out a W-4 form or any other traceable document that he would be exempt from paying taxes.
He was right for the most part. But the government system had a way of clamping down on him. I personally witnessed him in court many, many times, and had to bail him out of jail on many occasions. By the time he hit his late twenties Hickory acted as his own lawyer every time. In court there wasn’t a collection of minds in an entire county that could out-wit him in a court of law. Even attorneys who prided themselves with excessive fees for their legal prowess could not win a debate against Hickory. He could simply crush any opponent with his vast intellect at will. So while the entire IRS, FBI, and every police network within 100 miles of his home knew his name they couldn’t do anything about him, because Hickory knew his rights.
Hickory was universally hated by everyone he met. I have never known anyone who was just hated without any words being spoken as people behaved toward Hickory. The cashier at a fast food restaurant hated him for reasons she could not articulate—maybe it was just the way he chewed his food, the land lord who secretly despised that Hickory made him feel like a fool just in being near him, the local cop who demanded that Hickory acknowledge the power of his badge, which of course Hickory cared nothing for. I had the opposite problem from Hickory. I was always personable, and people had always found themselves drawn to me. Hickory always had lots of free time but desired the good company of intelligent people, whom he could never seem to find to his satisfaction. I could never seem to find enough free time because there was always somebody wanting to be around me. Hickory was the best man at my wedding even though the cultural significance of the event eluded him. He was loyal to my family but my wife often felt that he was so in love with me that it clouded his judgment. This love was not a sexual thing of course, but a need for good company, for intelligent discussions. Hickory never could get enough of it. It was not unusual for him to come to our house and speak about the most complex scientific notions imaginable until the small hours of the morning.
These conversations would often come back around to the invisible chains that bound us. Hickory could see them everywhere. Being a genius eccentric did not provide cover for the fact that it was lonely at the top, and Hickory wished there were more intelligent people to associate with. He felt the government took too much and left people brain-dead and stupid leaving all their energy focused on materialism. My statement to Hickory was that if I felt that government took too much from me, then I’d take it back in some other way. If they wanted to loot me, they are fair game to have it done in return. But Hickory didn’t think that was ethical. He thought my approach was dishonest. I explained that I had a family to look after, that I couldn’t afford to live life on the run all the time renting homes, not owning property, and having to make all my money under the table so the government couldn’t grab hold of it through a W-4 form.
Hickory was an excellent arborist and landscaper because of his love of botany. So he ran his own business and kept all the money in cash form. If a customer paid him with a check he’d take the check to the bank it was issued from to cash immediately. He always did square business, was always legitimate in his dealings. He never engaged in illegal narcotics sales or any form of impropriety. He just didn’t want his money stolen from him by the government so he took measures to keep his money from them. He always did things ethically as by his own code of conduct. But working with him always felt like running with an outlaw, which I enjoyed. I did extra work with him climbing trees and doing some of the heavy landscaping work for nearly a decade. We had many adventures that were at times very dangerous. I always worked legitimate jobs during the day and my wife always claimed the income I made from Hickory on our taxes as part of our overall yearly income so we wouldn’t end up in trouble with the IRS. This would anger Hickory because it defeated the purpose of his rebellion and he wanted for us that freedom he experienced. But she did it anyway because she didn’t want for our life the kind of life that Hickory had.
Hickory had so many enemies, threat letters from all government agencies, and overall attempts to contact him by some legal means that the documents completely covered the floor of one room in Hickory’s house knee-deep. In fact, my kids used to play in that room swimming in those unopened letters pretending that they were swimming in a vast ocean. The letters were so deep my kids could pretend they were underwater and could disappear from sight without much effort. When the mail came Hickory would simply throw any mail that didn’t interest him into the room. These were the warnings from the IRS, the summons for court appearances, bill collectors, new husbands of former girl friends; Hickory denied all those entities with a right to exist by just tossing them into his giant pile of bills, unopened. By opening the letters he accepted the letter. By tossing it into his room, the letter officially stayed in some limbo world. The post office showed the letter delivered, but the material never officially reached Hickory’s eyes, so nobody knew how to compel Hickory to open the letters so that the material in the letters could go to the reader’s brain. This went on for at least 10 years.
I had never seen anything like it and I warned Hickory that he wouldn’t get by with this kind of thing forever. He had too many enemies and they would eventually overwhelm him. But he’d smile and reply that there was nothing anybody could do about it. The IRS did not have power over him if he did not give it to them. And this was true. He’d get arrested for every little thing the police could arrest him on, every complaint, every mistake even if it was just walking across a road incorrectly. The IRS had many chances to hold him, to try him and prosecute him to the furthest extent of the law since Hickory was already caught and in jail so many times. But Hickory always managed to get out of it because he had better knowledge of the law than anyone who attempted to prosecute him.
But the sacrifice was that Hickory could not just enjoy life. He was off the grid effectively. He was non-existent as far as the static pattern of American life was concerned. To society everywhere he went he was like a ghost and this is what made people so angry with him. They feared him just as they would some supernatural being they didn’t comprehend. I enjoyed my time around Hickory because for me it was like spending time with a dead man while also walking in the land of the living. I gained incredible insight by being around Hickory for over 20 years of this behavior.
I don’t think our relationship ever really ended. Our static patterns just became too great. He was too far over the edge for me to maintain that co-existence. The big moment happened between us where he owed me money for some work I had done with him. He owed me $600 which I needed to pay the house payment and he didn’t have the money. While my wife and I were gone with my kids Hickory came to our house and planted a tree in my wife’s flowerbed, a tree that was worth in excess of $600. When my wife and I returned and saw a very nice note from Hickory explaining that he was very sorry he didn’t have the money we needed, but he wanted to make good by giving us this very nice tree–anger abounded!
My wife was so angry she ripped the tree out of the ground and cut it to pieces. The lack of money from Hickory meant I had to scamper off to work a second job and quit my associations with Hickory because we needed stable income, not the hit or miss type of thing that made the tree work so unpredictable. And when I explained my position to Hickory of course he didn’t understand. He had made the decision to be free of such concerns so he couldn’t sympathize.
We parted ways and haven’t spoken again since. It’s not that his way of life or mine are any better or worse than one another. My strategy and his are but two ways to deal with the same problem, yes the Federal Government is filled with looters. It’s made up of evil in that it is based on theft and encourages people to become thieves themselves to reap the benefits of such a society. But the smart among those thieves, who are too honest to become thieves themselves, will find they are outlaws just by following the law to the letter. They are outlaws because the government is designed to take by force if necessary the work of our labor, and they have concocted every illegal means possible to extort our wealth from us in open larceny. And just like in the public schools, they have made such a theft seem appropriate by attaching emotion, loyalty, and guilt to the paying of taxes to most efficiently extract our money from us.
So yes, my son-in-law is right. Most of what the government does is in fact illegal. As they are functioning now, they are simply thieves. This is not an inflammatory statement, it is a fact. Government chooses winners and losers based on their leisure and the benefit of their existence. Their motive is the casual acquisition of wealth. They want to acquire it from you at any cost. They favor socialism because they have placed themselves at the top of the looting ladder and benefit the most from that political practice. They are the lazy non thinkers among us who are attracted to this government work. They are the lowest of our species because government lacks the courage to act on their own accord. So they seek to take it from those who do act.
If a majority of the American people refused to participate in this illegal activity, they could change it. But so long as they chose to act in accordance with the thieves hoping to get a piece of the pie, our society will remain bankrupt and grossly dishonest. There are not enough jails, police officers, and the IRS is not big enough to punish everyone if society decided to do as Hickory did. And the wise American would do themselves a favor and defund their police staffing levels, and cut more funding to the IRS so that there might not be enough manpower to prosecute Americans in the future. My advice to you taxpayers is not to build more jails because you might find yourself the target of one of the cells in the future. So stop it.
Trust the Constitution and follow it as a guide. The Second Amendment is just as important as the 1st or the 5th, or the 14th. And it’s certainly as important as the 16th. I use the Second Amendment all the time and it works. It keeps the bad guys away and it limits court appearances. It also saves on police staffing. It allows me to take back what was stolen from me if I so desire. If the looters take so much from me that I cannot keep up then I’ll take it back so I don’t go without. That is where Hickory and I are fundamentally different. He doesn’t have it in him to steal, lie, or manipulate to get what he wants. So he relied on honesty and faith in the law much to his personal demise since he was choosing to be that way in a world run amuck with bandits, especially the smiling teacher who proclaims everything she does is for the kids while she plans her vacation over the summer making more money in 9 months than a private sector worker makes in a whole year. Or the superintendent who retires at 55 then gets rehired the next day so they can double-dip from the tax payer. Or a president like Obama who has racked up almost 6 trillion dollars in debt in just three years then professes to steal more money from the rich to pay for the money that same president gave away to his bloc voters to get re-elected so he can rack up 6 trillion more!
I’ll say to you dear reader what I’ve said to Hickory, I’ll play the game the same as the looters to survive and if it turns into a gun fight, then so be it. Hickory however said that violence was unnecessary because the Constitution guaranteed the freedoms he demanded, and he was right. But not without the threat of violence from the looters who attempted to harass that knowledge from his mind so he’d fear to act on it.
Personally, I like my way better. Whichever way you chose to fight, the conclusion cannot be escaped. Government is functioning illegally and needs to be ended in its current form. I personally think Ron Paul or a president like him is the best way to bring about a real fix to the American system. Unemployment will jump up to a temporary 30 to 50% while we eliminate all the looting programs, but at some point if America is to survive the pain will have to be endured eventually. The only question is when, how and where will the American people finally come to terms with these facts.
I write here, and in my books hoping to ease the mind of Americans into the reality of understanding that they have decisions to make, and they will be best equipped to make those decisions if they put some value into their intelligence and start listening to their own souls as opposed to the government looters who are seeking company in a society of thieves. The smartest of our species are not lawyers, doctors, teachers or even scientists. Many times they are those who chose not to be those things. Hickory is the smartest man I have ever personally known. I have no doubt that he could argue law with the best of our Supreme Court Judges while at the same time performing open heart surgery. But in a society of looters, it is the just, the good, and the honest who are the criminals. And until we change this aspect of our culture, America is doomed.
The Victorian era in England existed between 1837 and 1901 which was the life and death of Queen Victoria. It should be noted that it was Teddy Roosevelt’s first year in office that the Queen died sending through New York society a shock wave of sentimentality that persisted into the beginning of a new movement, called progressivism. The Victorians of New England prided themselves upon the life and culture of Europe during this time of peace between England and France and pointed to the culture that emitted from the motherland as the beam of light that the entire world should emulate. The Victorians sought to achieve this through their progressive presidents of society, men like Roosevelt and Woodrow Wilson and members of the press who would carry on the appeal of the Great Queen Victoria.
It was no stretch that painters like William Etty gained prominence in artistic circles because he exported to the world many of the values of progressive politics. But this did not go over well among the Christian dominated cultures of North America where Etty’s work was considered far too risqué to be accepted part of American culture. Controversy abounded as Etty’s work was shown to the world through progressive art circles advocated by the New England Victorians beholding the memory of their European idol.
It should be noted that Etty’s work still shapes our current culture especially in art. It is basically Etty who established the parameters of what constitutes an R rating for motion pictures, an X rating, or a PG rating. The motion picture industry used Etty’s presentation of the nude to film their actresses for R ratings. So art plays a very powerful role in shaping a culture. One man, like William Etty can shape an entire political movement as the Victorians used Etty to advance progressive politics and the spread of academic monopoly over racism, sexual liberation, and cultural focus.
But that world of the Victorians is collapsing and American society is left hungry and feeling vacant. These feelings of course are beginning to find their way into the art of our culture. They are in the books of Glenn Beck, the comedy of Tim Hawkins and the paintings of Jon McNaughton whom I absolutely adore and are reflecting this new age, the age of the patriot that will sweep away and reject what the Victorians started by way of art replacing them with the type of images seen in McNaughton’s paintings.
I see in the criticism of McNaughton’s The Forgotten Man many of the same criticism launched at Etty, only it’s the reversal groups. It is now the thinkers, the men and women of the mind who have been starving for content and value who were pushed aside when the Victorians ushered in Etty who are now finding voice through McNaughton. I personally find The Forgotten Man painting brilliant in that it tells a proper story. Unlike the Etty feature where the husband of the beautiful woman wanted to show off his wife’s nude body to another man seen tip toeing around the corner, The Forgotten Man shows the thinking man sitting on a park bench surrounded by the types of groups who currently make up our society. It is the Victorian progressives who stand clapping at President Obama as he steps on the Constitution in the right hand side of the picture, and the traditionalists standing on the left pointing at the man on the bench pleading for Obama to look at the man, to remember what everything was supposed to be about. The picture is so brilliant it even places George W. Bush where he belongs right behind Obama looking to his right at the traditionalists as though he felt bad to be where he is.
Have a look at that painting for yourself and listen to Jon McNaughton explain it.
The painting is a didactic work of art. Some art purists might call it pornography in that it is designed to move the viewer into a particular emotion. But in this sense it is equal to the work of Etty which was intended to literally convey sexual energy. McNaughton is trying to paint a picture of our times as he sees it, which is the task of the artist. As a work of art, the picture either achieves this or it doesn’t. For me, The Forgotten Man is very good, and very successful. It will stand proudly in a gallery in Venice, or London someday and will represent this time and age more accurately than many of the films produced in this era. It is a painting that says a lot in a simple scene.
But this isn’t the first time this was done by McNaughton. In the painting One Nation Under God it was shown that America was greatly influenced by Jesus Christ, which it was, and various elements on the left such as the media and other progressives are actually being pushed along by the devil. When I look at this painting by McNaughton I think of the Michelangelo painting called The Last Judgment painted on the alter wall of the Sistine Chapel in Vatican City. The primary difference between the two works is one of scale but the essence of the message is essentially the same. The same basic metaphors are used for the same didactic effect.
It is easier to look at the work of Michelangelo and profess him a master because the painting of The Last Judgment was done over a 4 year period and completed in 1541, and is in a far away land separated from current political influences. When Michelangelo is discussed the focus of the modern academic is on the massive scope of those Michelangelo paintings of the Renaissance, and not so much the content. The content of religious overtones is regarded as out-of-date and therefore out-of-fashion by the Victorian contemporaries.
McNaughton’s work is so powerful, even on the smaller scale; it’s the metaphors that have the progressive art critics scared for their very existences. Entire generations of Victorian art critics have tried very hard to prevent artists of the caliber of talent of a McNaughton to emerge. Most of the great brush painters of our day are easily controlled in our public institutions and McNaughton is a terrifying example to them that someone of great talent has escaped! The didactic art of Jon McNaughton has the power to alter American culture and they know it.
Progressives who know art and history cannot ridicule McNaughton without criticizing Etty, so they are caught in a quandary. They are attempting to portray McNaughton with the same tired euphemism of racism because there aren’t enough dark-skinned figures in McNaughton’s paintings, or other progressive platform points. But the essence of the paintings themselves, the metaphors cannot be challenged because they have meaning. This has left the media using anyone they can to come on record and attempt to deface McNaughton. So they resorted to a twenty something comic book artist from Columbus, Ohio to make the attempt.
Rachel Maddow even tried this recently when she posted on her blog a picture of The Forgotten Man to invite critical comments from her progressive viewers. You can read about that at The Blaze shown at the link below.
Art is intended to be controversial. Art proper will take the viewer beyond their known parameters to a place they hadn’t been before. Art used as a weapon as progressives have done by using nudity, religious desecration, and other forms of pornography to advance their political platform of “non thinking” to bend American society to the will of the Victorian era in tribute to their deceased queen are fair game. Art galleries all over the world will provide the testimony of the many ideological conflicts waged over the tapestry of time. The difference between their age, and the one we are in now is that Jon McNaughton represents the art of a new generation that is pretty pissed off and ready to breath fire upon the wretched hive of scum and villainy that is the age of the Victorian progressive. I applaud the work of Jon McNaughton with not only a standing ovation but also by standing atop the tallest rung of the tallest ladder I can find to affirm it. Jon McNaughton’s work will be considered the Norman Rockwell of our day once the last of the Victorian progressive’s wither away into historical context, and the dark days of their reign will finally be at an end.
History will look to the painting of The Forgotten Man and declare that America woke up from a terrible dream about the time that this painting hit canvas from the mind of McNaughton in 2009. History will show that America found its way again once its people could look upon themselves in one of the fantastic paintings of this very talented artist and see how the invisible shackles they had not seen the Victorian progressives place about their feet came to be, but once seen sparked the newly found desire to fight for freedom.
For more about Jon McNaughton you can see his work at his home website.
Ok, it’s official, this is my favorite Superbowl commercial of 2012. Clint Eastwood on behalf of Chrysler, proclaimed that America isn’t done, that it’s only halftime and there is time to come back and win. I loved the metaphor, and thought it was well said–and stylish.
As for the hate and blame that is going on, I agree. When all the stupid people get out-of-the-way, America can start winning again.
But how does this happen? Why do people let the crimes go on? Well, as I write this, the Superbowl representing the 2011 season is being prepared and all across the nation on this particular Sunday beer sales are shooting through the roof. American people everywhere are making a personal proclamation to drinking much and getting “tanked” as they put it. But why? Why would anyone want to get “shit faced,” “wasted,” “trashed,” or any other term to describe inebriation?
Well, there is actually a science to this which is reflected in our national politics and has allowed looters like Obama to rule like kings over the good provided by the United States Constitution. In every society there are basically two types of people, those who think and those who chose not to. All people have the ability to think but not everyone elects to take the responsibility to do so. Taking responsibility for ones actions takes courage, so those short on courage will naturally elect not to think whenever possible. Many of those types of people are those who are running off to their grocery store before the Superbowl to gain as much alcohol as possible so that they can use the excuse of the Superbowl game to drink heavily under the socially acceptable circumstances where drunkenness is expected, much the way it is on New Year’s Eve or Spring Break ceremonies.
When one becomes drunk, they are now free of the responsibility to think, which is why people desire to become drunk, so they can set off the weight of thinking and not carry that weight. They wish to put down their own little ATLAS. While this is going on, members of our government, people like Obama, and his minions of merry men and women plot against us all in power grabs designed by those same scheming lawyers who protect Obama’s presidential eligibility by focusing societies attention on the birth certificate and not the loss of citizenship which is the real issue. The government is filled with these types of looters, thieves, liars, con artists, and legal hacks because they lack the moral integrity to play life straight with hard work and ethical behavior. This is why they get into government to begin with, because it allows them to legally rob their fellow citizens instead of doing it in the middle of the night through an open window, or at gun point in a back alley. These thieves know that if they give away some of what they steal like candy to those who chose to not think, then they can stay in power to continue their legalized looting, because there are a lot of people who elect not to think and they have the same power of voting as those who do.
Being drunk does not always have to include drinking. I know many people who act as though they are drunk without drinking a drop of alcohol. They speak about politics with the bullet points given to them on the nightly news, because they don’t want to think. They choose not to look at the information I’ve given them about government-run schools because they desire a baby sitter while they work hard at their careers. They chose not to think. This is the choice one makes when they decide to get drunk, they live in a state of full-time drunkenness refusing to make decisions, surrendering their lives to those who do think. When a woman lets a strange man feel her breast on the dance floor and her girl friends take a picture with their cell phones and show it to the woman when she’s sober the next day the woman will say with a laugh, “oh I was so wasted.” She says this to disqualify her logic and allow justification for her poor judgment surrendering her actions to the primal desires of biology. The man who sleeps with the ugly two-time divorcee while on the road or accepts the solicitation of the man in the next stall over after a heavy night of drinking will indulge in the primal act of sex then blame the alcohol, not himself, for the embarrassment the next day. This is what those who refuse to think do to America when they refuse to see what government schools are doing to our children, what the welfare state is doing to the American economy, and what Obama is really about behind the smile and self-defacing comments about his big ears, which are uttered to put the President in touch with the side of America that is insecure in their appearances. (Everything is calculated among thieves because at least they think to some extent)
But not everyone is walking around drunk. Some of us, many who read this site, are striving to be awake. And the good news is that because of the audacious power grabs of President Obama, there are many people noticing for the first time that they have been robbed, and they are trying to remember how it happened. That’s good, because the remembering requires thought, so at least their minds are engaging in a positive activity. As this process continues, a new style of comedy is emerging, one of which Tim Hawkins is excelling at. It’s a reasonable look at how America arrived at a time where such a terrible president like Obama could even be in a position of being reelected. It is through our art, our books, our music, our movies, and our comedy that we “THINK” so when a crowd of people fill a theater to watch the act of Tim Hawkins it is a good sign that more and more people are committing themselves to thinking instead of allowing themselves to be perpetually drunk.
It is the drunks among us who have taken all the candy the government offers. It is those weak-minded fools who lacked enough courage to make a decision on their own which has empowered looters like Obama to rule like a king. But that kingdom of fools does not extend into my life, and as I suspect you either dear reader. You and I share that quality, that we enjoy thinking and have not allowed ourselves to be seduced by the primal urges most surrender to under inebriated states. We are awake and we laugh at the comedy of those like us, people like Tim Hawkins and we find ourselves happy to see the theater packed at his performances. We are happy because we see that more people are joining us in the act of thinking and taking responsibility for our lives.
But as bad as Obama is, there are still many in America who would rather be drunk than sober, and those are the men and women of Obama. They are right now watching the Superbowl and find themselves in a faulty state of consciousness. Some of them have drunk so much that they are looking for a place to throw up the contents of their stomachs. Well dear reader, at least we do have something in common with those drunks, we are ready to throw up too. We are ready to dispel from the body of American government the parasites and toxic chemicals that inhabit the heart of our political system, so maybe there is a lesson to be learned here. Perhaps once the drunks get so sick on their own vomit they might regain their ability to think and perhaps will declare to themselves not to drink again, because even with all the excuses, the cost of their inebriation has been too great. The cost of not being responsible for their own lives is too immense and being drunk just hasn’t been worth it. And once they come to that conclusion perhaps they will join us in the comedy of Tim Hawkins and we will all laugh at what fools those drunks made of themselves and our country, but we will all move forward to remove the crooks and criminals who currently inhabit our political system.
So do not mock the drunk as they throw up all the toxins in their bodies. Just hand them a towel to wipe away the filth from their mouths and offer them a seat at the table of thought, so that they can join in taking responsibility of making legitimate the joke known as the federal government.
What was 55-year-old John C. Hughes thinking when he paced a patrol car for seven blocks in the town of Butte, Montana then pulled his SUV around to pass the cop at over 70 mph instigating a chase that went up to 100 mph down an interstate toward Rocker, Montana? Well, the police didn’t know what to make of it. They chased Hughes until patrolmen threw stop sticks across the road flattening the tires of the SUV. When they arrested the driver Hughes proclaimed that being in a car chase was on his bucket list, and saw this as his opportunity to make good on that list.
Naturally reporters and law enforcement personnel across the nation were confused as to why anyone would want to do such a thing. Why would anyone openly challenge the law like that? Why would something so reckless be on someone’s bucket list?
Well, I have some very strong feelings about the reason and necessity by John Hughes to instigate a car chase with the police which are challenging to pin-point because often the social parameters that nag us most are those that remain undefined. For many, we drive about on the roads and highways eyeing the police as though they are wolves ready to pounce on our gazelle nature. We carefully worry about whether or not our tags are up to date on our licenses, whether or not we are carrying our insurance cards and keep an eye on our speeds so not to attract the attention of these wolves.
When we pass down the road and see a fellow driver pulled over there is a part of us that feels sorry for them. We know that at a minimum there will be a big fine that comes from a traffic stop. Sometimes it’s worse, it could involve jail time. Most of the time being caught by the police in some fashion means a loss of freedom to some extent and over time our subconscious feelings about these wolves patrolling around has caused Americans to accept a lifestyle wrapped in tyranny.
Most police patrol vehicles have on them someplace a logo that indicates, “To protect and serve.” We accept this logo as a reality in the discussions of everyday speech, but in the back of our minds we know this is a disguise designed to make the wolf appear to be something it’s not. The law enforcement officer is not stopping crime with their traffic stops. They are not protecting and serving the society by setting up DUI checkpoints and hindering the freedoms of drivers from getting to and from their destinations without harassment. They are toll collectors and law enforcements chief goal is to sustain the jobs of attorneys, judges, clerk of courts, jailers, and politicians who make up laws to support these public jobs. The ticket gained on the side of the road by an officer who has pulled you over is a legalized theft of your personal wealth. It is a forced acquisition of your time and money that dictates you will pay your fees, you will appear in court, that you may retain the services of an attorney. You will do all these things because a cop selected you to be pulled over, and you find yourself caught in a political snare that is open looting.
Police will tell society that it is because of the presence of police officers that crime is deterred. If there were fewer police there would be more robberies, there would be more rapes, there would be more DUI’s and reckless speeding. Police and politicians use fear of crime to drive society to accept their tyranny. The measurement of the truth is easy as to what the intentions are of law enforcement. They are the perpetrators of evil disguised as justice.
In my book The Symposium of Justice the police wanting to earn community trust inject a known rapist recently paroled into a neighborhood hoping that the pedophile will resume his activity and put the citizens into a froth looking for police support. Police do these things within the realm of the law, but their secret intentions which they do not reveal in the light of day is to gain public acceptance of their levy requests, and to support the staffing requirements without question. They use fear to gain advantages for their law enforcement entity. In cities locally like West Chester and Mason the nature of these police is easy to see. When driving from townships like Sycamore or Liberty into these cities the cops sit like hungry predators in parking lots and on the side of roads looking for an easy traffic stop so to meet their ticket quotas. Those police aren’t there to protect society from crime. In both of these regions Mason and West Chester their neighboring townships of Liberty and Sycamore do not have higher crime because they do not employ full-time police. Those regions tend to have low crime because the people who live there are good, families on public assistance is down, and value in education is higher. It’s the quality of people who determine the level of crime, not the presence of police. This leaves the nature of those police exposed for those who dare proclaim it.
How do we know a society is evil, or better yet, how do we know that the work of police in protecting and serving that society is evil? The answer is if a society is built upon a system of theft than that society is evil. And currently, or society is built upon theft.
We do not give our taxes freely to benefit our society for the better. Behind our façade of participation, each week our taxes are taken from our pay checks and used to pay for the toys of politicians. I am forced by coercion to pay for Medicare, a program that Lyndon Johnston created to compliment Social Security. It was the ideas of looting presidents trying to impress their mistresses who dictated that all American’s would pay for these grand social programs. For me the tax payer, I will have peace and some resemblance of freedom so long as I pay my taxes. But if I do not pay my taxes, then I will be arrested and thrown into jail by law enforcement.
Having staffed levels of police so high is not to clean up the occasional accidents on roadways, or the domestic violence that sometimes takes place in a large population. The infrastructure of the police car on the side of the road is not to protect and serve you, it is to protect and serve the society’s ability to legally loot by means of open theft. The police are there to remind the American citizen that they must obey the law, they must pay attention to the registration of their vehicles, their insurance cards, and hundreds of little details because we must all drive to get to our jobs so we can pay our taxes which encompass almost 50% of everything we earn by the time you add up the gas tax, the various sales taxes, the payroll taxes, and our property tax. I personally think most of that money is spent unwisely, and should be greatly reduced. But it is the law enforcement officer who stands between a population that would turn its anger on a political class that has built a society of evil in open theft, and strict compliance with the law. The cops absorb and diffuse the anger so it doesn’t migrate to a higher level.
When the officer sits in his patrol car like a wolf hunting food for the day, most of us hope that we will be protected by the sheer numbers as we travel like herds hoping to blend in and not attract the attention of the wolf in his patrol car. So we watch the speed limit and make sure we don’t roll through a stop light when a cop is around, because we don’t want to see those lights on in our rear view mirror. If we do, we know the chances are we’ll be going to court to pay a ticket that will be $50 to $100. We may even have to hire a lawyer at $75 to $200 an hour. Those lights on in our rear view mirrors might mean we will be forced to pay additional taxes on top of everything else of another $1000 to $2000. The fear of these fines keeps society from acting on the open theft because we all know you cannot fight the law, you cannot fight city hall, it is pointless to resist. That is the message.
The law enforcement officer represents tyranny to an evil system. Most people don’t have the capacity to consider their life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness when their attentions are consumed with all this trivia of paying taxes mentioned here. When the worry of our days must be negotiated between our taxes and our obligations to our families and ourselves, there isn’t much time left for philosophy and social context. So we look at the police with disdain, fear, and apprehension and do our best to avoid their wrath with careful adherence to the law, laws that are created faster than even the law makers can read them. The cop is the symbol of a society built on theft. They are the means of force to attain with might if necessary the legalized theft of our property.
So when John C. Hughes sped by a cop car in his SUV at 70 mph to instigate a police chase, he wasn’t trying to get arrested, or even break the law. Mr. Hughes put this car chase on his bucket list before he died because he wanted for once in his life to hunt the wolf instead of being afraid of them. For just a moment, John Hughes was the aggressor, and found a moment of freedom when he took action to step beyond fear to overcome the intimidation of those red and blue lights that flash from a patrol car. Hughes wanted to be free for just a moment to be his own man, and was willing to trade away his freedom once he was caught for the sensation of that true freedom while he was a temporary outlaw.
For that reason I admire Mr. Hughes. I understand that the law enforcement officers involved were perplexed, and the judge I’m sure was aghast. The members of the law enforcement community had their cage rattled. The reality that if everyone behaved as Mr. Hughes did, the law enforcement officers would find themselves on the bad end of a very sharp stick. Law enforcement is accustomed to societies blind conformance to the law, and all the members of the political class that have built the law enforcement community need that conformity to ensure their ability to legally steal from society the wages earned from their labor. In a society that is built upon theft, it is the thin blue line that makes it so. And most of the time a challenge to that authority goes unanswered until a 55-year-old man from Montana decided to put that challenge on his bucket list so that at least one time in his life he could spit in the face of his masters and touch the face of freedom, even if the experience lasted only for a moment.
I make no attempt to hide the fact that I think Atlas Shrugged is one of the greatest novels of all time, and that Ayn Rand is one of the greatest philosophers in the history of mankind. When the recent film, Atlas Shrugged Part 1 came out to scathing reviews, the establishment found themselves attempting to deface the film at every turn. The reason for all the commotion is that Atlas Shrugged is essentially a philosophy that decertifies the altruistic tendencies of our modern society.
I thought the makers of the film version attempted a bold endeavor and everything was uphill for them. With the rights for the film being bounced between film icons like Clint Eastwood and Angelina Jolie who wanted to make a film version, it was obvious that traditional Hollywood could not get their minds around a film version of the massive book that is Atlas Shrugged. After much trial and tribulation, it was decided to proceed to film the movie in a three-part series with Part 1 coming out on April 15th 2011 with John Aglialoro producing assisted by a team of very dedicated Ayn Rand fans. What resulted was an entertaining film that left people traditionally viewing characters of business as villains lost to articulate their feelings, and wanting to lash out at the movie for challenging their stereotypes. Aglialoro had committed to making all three films, but after taking a beating on the first one, he has wisely sought to take his time and pull in even more talent for the very challenging 2nd and 3rd films.
I am pleased to have received in my email box yesterday a notice from the producers that they are proceeding now with Part 2 and have obtained the additional talent of Duncan Scott who worked on Ayn Rand’s We the Living film. Part 2 is set to be released in October 2012 amidst the presidential election which will be appropriate, and the team has released this teaser trailer to entice the legions of hungry fans.
The film versions of Atlas Shrugged are caught between a rock and a hard place. Without the top line talent of the Steven Spielberg’s or George Clooney’s of the world, Hollywood will of course look down its nose at the production values of these films. The greatest film makers in our modern times are unfortunately against everything that Atlas Shrugged is for, so top-level talent is hard to come by for an epic film like this. On the other hand, lovers of the book like me will undoubtedly feel frustration because there is no way to put into a movie the depth that a book like Atlas Shrugged can provide. But that’s ok, because the films serve as completely adequate cliff notes versions of the book and are a wonderful way to introduce the work of Ayn Rand to an audience that may not have heard about her before.
Atlas Shrugged whether we are talking about the book or the movies is not a simple work of just a story intended to entertain. Atlas Shrugged is a work of philosophy. As a work of philosophy it is OK to not have all the usual Hollywood flare, because it’s the meaning of the work that is important. And the film makers have done well to install that philosophy into the movie as seen in the clips below where scenes from the first film are broke down and analyzed for their meaning.
I ran into Ayn Rand for the first time while reading the book Dutch by Edmond Morris. Morris made a mention about the life and times of Ronald Reagan during the 50’s and Ayn Rand’s ubermensch novels were best sellers then. Well the word ubermensch means in German overman which is a concept Nietzsche talked about extensively in Thus Spoke Zarathustra so Morris’s choice of words to describe Ayn Rand sparked my interest. I think he meant it in a derogatory way. But if the progressives didn’t like her, there was a sure bet that I would so I checked out Ayn Rand and discovered that she had arrived at many of the same conclusions about life as I did. Reading her was an affirmation that many of my thoughts were not wrong, and better yet, she had made predictions a half a century earlier that were coming true now. So her work was a validation that I had been on the correct path all along.
The troubling aspect however was that I had always read a lot, and it wasn’t until my upper 30’s that I discovered this very prolific writer, even when that writer was essentially a carbon copy to the type of material that I enjoy reading and writing myself. That is because the work of Ayn Rand had been purposely kept from the public mind for the most part by the kinds of progressive groups who are the villains of Atlas Shrugged in a literal sense.
Over Christmas 2011 my father-in-law who is also a prolific reader, and a school teacher who holds a master’s degree in geology had told me about this great new movie called Atlas Shrugged over dinner. I stared open-mouthed at him as he went on and on about how much he loved the film. I couldn’t believe that he had never heard of the book. After all, he was in high school when the book came out, so I would have thought that at some point he would have run into the material.
He assured me that he had not, and he said the movie made him want to read the book and he planned to get the novel the next time he was at a book store. I told him to wait a moment, that I’d be right back. I excused myself from the dinner table and left my family sitting there while I got into the car and drove down to the local Barnes and Noble Bookstore in Louisville. Not wanting my food to get cold, I told the girl at the help counter, “I have an emergency; my father-in-law has never read Atlas Shrugged. I need a copy of it right now so I can rectify that situation.” She smiled and said that has been happening a lot lately, since the movie had come out. People were pouring into the book store and demanding Ayn Rand’s works! I gave my father-in-law Atlas Shrugged at the dinner table when I returned and his smile was from ear to ear as he held it in his hands as though he possessed magic between his finger tips.
That is why the movies are so important, because our society has had this fantastic work by Ayn Rand covered up to some extent for 50 years. Apparently some literature classes in high schools and colleges have exposed students to Atlas Shrugged, but for the most part the literary classic has been discouraged by progressive groups, and now that the movies are starting to be made, the films are igniting curiosity into actually reading Atlas Shrugged so that more of the philosophy can be absorbed in the written word than could ever be shown on the silver screen.
To me a film is successful if it entertains first, and then leaves the viewer hungry for more information at the conclusion. And for those who do not know the work of Atlas Shrugged these films are introducing millions upon millions of people to a whole new way of thinking that is uniquely American, and I think it’s absolutely wonderful! So the news that the producers have managed to scrape together the money and talent to produce the second film is great news and I will be a tremendous advocate helping wherever I can so that more and more people will be exposed to the wonderful philosophy of Ayn Rand which is virtually inseparable from my own philosophy. For more information on Part 2, there is a new website that let fans follow the progress to its completion and release in October.
After three years of work, my latest book, Tail of the Dragon is almost complete. As of this writing the novel is at the copy editor and art departments at American Publishing and galleys are soon to follow. The release of this novel still appears to be during the summer of 2012.
The press release below is close to how the final document will look and I am putting it up here at this time to share with my readers as they have followed the process along for many months now.
Tentative press release:
Eschewing authority, one man’s desperate search for freedom evolves into the greatest car chase in American history. It all started with a race to the White House.
In the exhausting presidential-election process, the American people are subjected to candidates’ self-serving hyperbole that threaten freedoms guaranteed by the United States Constitution. The Occupy Wall Street movement, the Tea Partiers, and ordinary voters from every walk of life all want the same thing: freedom from a dishonest government.
But what is freedom?
Nicknamed “The Tax-killer” for his work in fighting tax increases, author Rich Hoffman uses his own frequent altercations with the law to explore that very question. His latest fast paced novel, Tail of the Dragon, chronicles NASCAR-loving everyman Rick Stevens in his quest for freedom after a mundane lifetime of playing by the rules. One man–who challenges authority and incites the government’s wrath all the way to the White House–will discover the true meaning and price of freedom.
“In Tail of the Dragon,” explains Hoffman, “I found that the best way to get our minds around the concept of freedom is to have the characters break every conceivable law and see what happens. Rooted in a political world mirroring our own, it’s more than fiction, I call it faction.”
For an author interview, contact Jeff at bookpr@american-book.com. Hoffman is experienced in all forms of media and is sure to liven up your venue with wit, knowledge, and large doses of entertainment.
I’m excited about the release of this long-awaited book. The work has certainly been worth it. After reading the book about twenty times now I can honestly say that readers will be in for a unique treat that I’m happy to supply. But to quench the thirst that is building for the book’s official release I am putting links to many of the articles that I have written about Tail of the Dragon during this process to make it easy to review the material that has led to this amazing story.
February 3, 1924 was the day that the progressive president Woodrow Wilson died. Listen below to Glenn Beck as he talks about what President Wilson meant to America and how Wilson should be remembered.
America was seduced by Wilson and the progressive revisionists of the period which took our nation on a fast track to the type of conditions we are struggling with today. It is because of Wilson that we should place the blame for the state of education which can be heard in this next clip. The kids in this video are proof that progressive education methods have destroyed America starting with our youth.
Just because things are today the way they are does not mean that we should maintain them. Woodrow Wilson was a mistake for America and we should rewind our history to our national identity before he and his progressives did their work. So remember, every February 3rd of every year from now on, that the world is better because one less progressive ideologue is attempting to bend the United States Constitution into a platform for kingship.
As it can be easily deduced by the content here, I have a colorful life that is filled with many unique characters and experiences. One such character is Nathan Ormes who has known me since I was 2 years old. In the 90’s Nathan and I fought city hall, ran all over the country involved in political activity and started a few businesses. One such business was a company called Cliffhanger Research and Development, and the primary product at that time aside from an invention called the Torque Socket Extension was a line of T-shirts that was set to compete with No Fear Gear.
Nathan and I presented our line of T-shirts to the McCormick Center in Chicago at the Imprinted Sportswear Show in 1994 and were set to establish our base of operations in Gatlinburg, Tennessee. We had a good idea that was very lucrative. My T-shirt designs were so lucrative that I often sold the shirts right off my own back, literally. The inspirational sayings on them evoked that type of emotion from people, so Nathan and I took all the money we had and went to the show in Chicago not even having enough money for a hotel room while in town. We slept in the car at the dock by Meigs airfield watching the planes take off and land all night.
We had a few offers for consignment deals, one that was very lucrative, but it basically took away our creative rights to the company which wasn’t in our best interest, so we walked away from the show with our company and our rights, but no national deal. Soon after, several law suits for other business endeavors tied up our free time and cash for years and our idea for Cliffhanger Research and Development was shelved for a while as Nathan met his current wife and moved to South Western Kentucky and we parted ways. I took the name of Cliffhanger and made a character in my first novel called The Symposium of Justice to pay tribute to our original business idea of always having ideas that pushed the edge of innovation. Cliffhanger was in my novel the personification of an OVERMANWARRIOR.
Nathan however took a different path which can be seen in these documents presented here culminating in his 15 plus year quest to pursue his own dream and make good on the Cliffhanger name. Nathan has started the Cliffhanger Ranch Adventure Outpost in Southern Virginia, deep in the heart of moonshine country to provide a retreat for Americans to take a step back in time and relish in the meaning of what traditional America is all about. Such ideas do take money, and the work below is a result of Nathan’s business plan to raise the capital, but for my readers here, I provide a peak.
For me there is nothing more wonderful than when a person refuses to take his eyes off the ball and wrestles an idea all the way to completion, and for Nathan this is a big task that has required leaping over a gauntlet of hurdles to arrive at this point in time. I am scheduled to go down there during the summer for a meet the press event where I’m going to do some whip tricks and generally create a fair amount of publicity and chaos to help launch this new endeavor. And as I prepare for that show, it brings comfort to my mind that the Cliffhanger name not only lives on in books, but also in a ranch that is dedicated to preserving America in all the fashion that it was intended.
It gives me great pride to see that my friend has made good on his promise not only to me, to his family, but to himself to let nothing stand in his way and to bring to life the seeming impossibility of a dream that grew roots around a kitchen table designing T-shirts.
The story of Archie Wilson is a sad one. A Tea Party Conservative, and a bible thumper, Archie is now the subject of a manhunt after his resignation on February 2nd from the Clermont County Commissioner position.
The Overmanwarrior 