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Godzilla: A relatable character better than people

Today is a wonderful day to be alive. Why? Because a new Godzilla film is out and I love that particular movie monster—I understand him. I do not understand the cry baby cop on some television drama distraught over their many bad decisions in life. I do not understand the middle-aged man who would trade everything he built in life for sex with a 20-year-old girl. I do not understand a bunch of wives sitting around a table playing cards complaining about their husbands. But I do understand a rampaging monster that can pick up buildings and throw them around like toys.

I have always loved Godzilla. As a kid I watched the entire 1954 version ignoring the plot all together just to see the monster appear around the halfway mark. The boredom was worth the visual spectacle of a monster destroying everything in its path. One of my favorite films of all time is Godzilla versus King Kong—I will watch it to this very day when it’s on television. However, many of the reviewers, which are shown below seem to think that a Godzilla film is supposed to be about the human characters—and they are terribly mistaken. After watching the film they expected the humans to live up to the gigantic movie monster and were disappointed that they did not measure up. Here is what they said about the new 2014 version of the film.

“Edwards’ ‘Godzilla’ is a pleasingly paced 3-D spectacle that pays chilling homage to the artful legacy of the original 1954 film — Ishiro Honda’s ‘Gojira’ — while emerging as its own prodigious monster movie.” — Jessica Herndon, Associated Press.

“Someone should tell Warner Bros. that when they’ve got a presence as big as Godzilla, they don’t need movie stars, because frankly, who remembers the characters in a rampaging-kaiju movie anyway? Still, just to be safe, the studio has stuffed Gareth Edwards’ deafening, effects-driven reboot with an Oscar winner (Juliette Binoche), three Oscar nominees (Ken Watanabe, Sally Hawkins and David Strathairn), an Emmy winner (Bryan Cranston) and an Olsen sister, leaving scarcely enough screen time for the monster itself.” — Peter Debruge, Variety.

“Unlike last year’s disappointing ‘Pacific Rim,’ ‘Godzilla’ actually shows us its monsters without a scrim of rain and a cloak of darkness. And the thrill of the film is getting the chance to fetishize their sheer size and physicality as they rip through power lines and demolish buildings with their lashing tails. In its handful of moments like these, ‘Godzilla’ almost makes you feel like a kid again.” — Chris Nashawaty, Entertainment Weekly.

“Superbly made but burdened by some dull human characters enacted by an interesting international cast who can’t do much with them, this new Godzillais smart, self-aware, eye-popping and arguably in need of a double shot of cheeky wit.” — Todd McCarthy, The Hollywood Reporter.

“This ‘Godzilla,’ though it surpasses Roland Emmerich’s 1998 Hollywood version, remains safely within the bounds of the modern action movie spectacular. It is at once bloated and efficient, executed with tremendous discipline and intelligence and conceived with not too much of either.” — A.O. Scott, The New York Times.

“The title character looks imposing, in the CGI work of Peter Jackson’s Weta Digital sorcerers, but the movie is often so dark, using a palette of gray and brown, as if coasted in rust, that he’s hard to see. … And the human drama, mostly involving Joe Brody (Cranston), his wife Sandra (Juliette Binoche) and his son Ford (Aaron Taylor-Johnson), never clicks. The problems of these three little people don’t amount to a hill of beans when San Francisco is getting Sanforized.” — Richard Corliss, Time.

“The climactic fight grows a bit wearying, and plot holes loom. Cleverly, though, destruction is not always shown head-on; sometimes it’s glimpsed through a hazy airport window or car windshield….Aiming for a titanic tale that is also seriously ominous, ‘Godzilla’ opens with a bang and concludes with an exhilarating roar.” — Claudia Puig, USA Today.

http://www.cbsnews.com/news/godzilla-reviews-does-new-monster-reboot-have-bite/

Years ago when I was at the precipice of overcoming mankind and having my roots deep within its culture I would actually sit on the edge of Price Hill and conceive in my mind walking through the city of Cincinnati and treating it like Godzilla. At the time I was deeply involved in business and politics and felt I was at least equal to the most sophisticated elites within the buildings of the vast cityscape. I no longer felt reverence for meeting mayors, wealthy business owners, political power players and the intellectual gate-keepers—particularly from the University of Cincinnati. I had overcome the art community of Eden Park, the old money of Hyde Park and all their Yuppy children, the criminals of Over-the-Rhine, and the sports figures along the river—and I had outgrown them all.

It was easy for me to sit on that hill overlooking the city and imagine crushing everything intellectually, politically, and economically. At that point I felt I understood my childhood love of Godzilla. I was around 26 at the time.

I no longer relate to the human characters in most films and television shows. So when a film like Godzilla comes out, I am happy because I often feel that such characters were made for people like me. Thus it is a glorious day and the world is better because Godzilla is conceptually alive within it!

Rich Hoffman   www.OVERMANWARRIOR.com

 

The Trouble With American Productivity: How cannibal cultures and religion destroy initiative

If you have ever tried to start a business, start a new product within a large organization, or make anything that involves the participation of the population at large you will undoubtedly have run up against tremendous opposition that needlessly seems intent to derail your plans. Deep pocket old money tends to purchase away opposition to their projects with political contributions and under the table buy-offs. But new money innovation has only one way through the gauntlet—and that is by surprise. A fledgling entrepreneur must hope that they can take the market by surprise before the parasites zero in and destroy their efforts. Currently in America—as in most places in the world, it is nearly impossible to do business as most organizations are plagued with do-nothing bureaucrats created by government for the purpose of job creation—without any zeal for production of any kind. They have a parasitic relationship with production—the key to any economic endeavor–and simply get in the way of creating anything of value. The reason for this issue is actually extremely complicated and must be understood by examining closely the map below. It is not enough to complain that the situation is one of economic theory or political philosophy—but is much more primal than that and extends back to the beginning of the human race.image

Looking at the map it will be seen the pattern of ritual cannibalism cultures as they flourished during various periods throughout the world. The map is useful and comes from the book Atlas of World Mythology: Way of the Seeded Earth Part II and is one of the most treasured books in my collection. The map is not concerned with periods by millennia so much as the pattern and residual effects of cultures that had foundations of cannibalism and human sacrifice in their societies. In Europe this was a dominate ideal which can clearly be seen in the Biblical translations that flourished in Europe during the times of the first printing presses and the Roman Catholic Church who built their version of Christianity around such ideals of sacrifice.

Across the Middle East it will also be noticed that the entire region from Greece down to the Persian Gulf had elements of cannibalism which should be obvious to the students of Zoroastrianism which became the foundation of Christianity and Islamic faith—both riddled with deep beliefs in sacrifice serving as their foundations. It should not be a surprise that the concept of Sharia Law allows for it’s followers to sacrifice themselves in this world for promises in the next—which is the basic premise behind the human bomb terrorism acts. The notion of human sacrifice is alive and well behind every Islamic terrorist. The goal of the terror is to convert people into Islamic faith through fear—to force them to take the path of least resistance. They are not asking people to become committed to the Muslim faith through religious purity—but through fear. This is a tribal remnant to their ancient tendency toward cannibalism. Their mythology which formulated the philosophy of their society is rooted in human sacrifice. The fundamentals of their faith believe falsely that something must be given up before something can be gained.

Cannibal cultures seen in the zones indicated on the above map tended to be agriculturally based. The workers of the fields at the time as they do today—tend to plant seeds in the ground and hope that the gods bring them rain to nourish the seeds to healthy crop yields. They felt they needed assurances that crops would grow prosperously and developed mythologies which attempted to appease nature by viewing the crops as gifts from some mystical source which desired some kind of payment. Because of this they developed human sacrifice rituals and other types of blood gifts hoping that they would not starve with bad crops.

The correct way to view agricultural activity then and now is to see the work of planting seeds as productive and the science as stable. If you perform the work, you tend to yield the results. This is why under American capitalism farmers tend to thrive where other countries not as free tend to starve if given the same type of land, the same access to water, and the same general labor force. The cannibal cultures of the past which led to the major religions of the world started with an incorrect premise that pointed their entire societies in the wrong direction. The emphasis of their religions is on sacrifice instead of productivity.

In business this old irrational notion congers itself up in the bureaucrats against industry who still believe that something must be sacrificed if something is to be built—as if all things were created in a finite state and that something must be given up to have something new. Job creation is an act of invention—of making something that wasn’t there before like a painting, a sculpture, or a literary work. A goat doesn’t have to be sacrificed to create a job. The gods do not hand them out to those who have been naughty or nice—jobs are created by minds able to make them. However, for those who do not understand such things, they believe their role in the process is similar to those old cannibals of yesteryear. They will sabotage creativity at every opportunity and attempt to stop any productive enterprise with an ancient commitment to the notion of greed—that a job creator is trying to build something without giving something up. For any such person in an altruistic society is viewed as greedy if they wish to make something—profit off it—and prosper without some kind of sacrifice to the gods of the past. These definitions are left over from their ancestors who literally believed that death of something had to occur before life could prosper.

Christianity is riddled with this type of behavior. The very core aspect of the religion is that Christ died for our lives and that we were condemned of sin at birth. But because Christ gave his life—we are allowed to prosper as human beings and that we should participate in some kind of sacrifice to give thanks to the effort. This is just an old variant of human sacrifice as it was propelled across the European region shown on the map. To replace the sacrificial tendencies of the Pagans Roman Catholics in a desire to preserve their empire used the notion of Christ’s sacrifice as a way to pull belief into their desire for a pacifist kingdom united under the flag of Christianity. There are of course wonderful values in Christianity, but the essence of it is false, the ideal of sacrifice as being needed to be productive.

Work is done by individuals. Goodness is not a gift from out there somewhere in the universe, but within our own hearts. Goodness is made by the mind of man. And everything that comes from the mind of man is considered productive when it is applied to reality. Productivity is the act of planting a seed into the ground and watering it with labor. Productivity is creating a job that was not there before to fill a market need that also wasn’t there before a mind made a need imagined by someone’s mind.

Productivity is not the government regulator who hampers creativity in business to protect a turtle habitat, or the union steward who keeps workers from hitting their piece rate while nearing a labor contract. It is not a mindless bureaucrat that thinks productivity is compliance to some stupid rule that man came up with out of a silly notion rooted in sacrifice—sacrifice to Mother Earth, sacrifice to mother government, sacrifice to our fellow man—sacrifice, sacrifice, sacrifice–ancient beliefs that were flawed four thousand years ago and are still wrong today.

When something productive is attempted the old cannibals of our society come out in full attack—and this is something that will not stop until the mythologies that form their cultures changes. As long as terrorists are willing to blow themselves up to gain access to a bunch of virgins in another world, or sins are removed from behavior because Christ was killed for disrupting the political order of the Pharisees—there will be lots of opposition to real productivity. And starting businesses, creating jobs, and conducting anything productive will be a constant uphill battle riddled with anxiety. That anxiety is needless, but is a direct result of old cannibal cultures and their stupid belief that sacrifice trumps production. Clearly all those who think in such a way are wrong—they just don’t have the ability to understand what a detriment they are to the human race.

Rich Hoffman

  www.OVERMANWARRIOR.com

 

The Jackie Robinson Story: Hiding bad behivor behind racism today

I had the opportunity to watch the movie 42 about Jackie Robinson, who was the first black baseball player in the Major Leagues. I normally avoid progressive films, and there is a fine line between progressive propaganda with a political agenda and genuinely good stories, which is what 42 was. The film is one that needed to be made and while watching provoked many thoughts that deserve comment.

Jack Roosevelt “Jackie” Robinson (January 31, 1919 – October 24, 1972) was an American baseball player who became the first African-American to play in Major League Baseball (MLB) in the modern era.[1] Robinson broke the baseball color line when the Brooklyn Dodgers started him at first base on April 15, 1947. As the first major league team to play a black man since the 1880s, the Dodgers ended racial segregation that had relegated black players to the Negro leagues for six decades.[2] The example of Robinson’s character and unquestionable talent challenged the traditional basis of segregation, which then marked many other aspects of American life, and contributed significantly to the Civil Rights Movement.[3][4]

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jackie_Robinson

In the film Harrison Ford played Branch Rickey wonderfully which I thought was a heroic story in and of itself. I loved Ford’s role and portrayal and found myself wishing that more people in the world were like Branch Rickey.

Wesley Branch Rickey (December 20, 1881 – December 9, 1965) was an innovative Major League Baseball (MLB) executive elected to the Baseball Hall of Fame in 1967. He was perhaps best known for breaking Major League Baseball’s color barrier by signing African-American player Jackie Robinson, for drafting the first Afro-Hispanic superstar, Roberto Clemente, for creating the framework for the modern minor league farm system, for encouraging the Major Leagues to add new teams through his involvement in the proposed Continental League, and for introducing the batting helmet.

Rickey played in MLB for the St. Louis Browns and New York Highlanders from 1905 through 1907. After struggling as a player, Rickey returned to college, where he learned about administration from Philip Bartelme. Returning to MLB in 1913, Rickey embarked on a successful managing and executive career with the St. Louis Browns, the St. Louis Cardinals, New York Yankees, Brooklyn Dodgers and Pittsburgh Pirates. The Cardinals elected him to their team Hall of Fame in 2014.

Rickey also had a career in the sport of American football, as a player for the professional Shelby Blues and as a coach at Ohio Wesleyan University and Allegheny College. His many achievements and deep Christian faith[1] earned him the nickname “the Mahātmā.”

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Branch_Rickey

I found it interesting that Rickey is yet another innovative celebrity from Ohio and in the film the scenes that took place with the Cincinnati Reds at the old Crosely Field were stunning. It was a reminder again of how much Cincinnati and specifically Ohio helped shape the nature of America. I enjoy baseball, and love the role Crosely Field played in the early days of Cincinnati’s development, so it was fun to see Crosely Field alive in the film 42. To learn more about Crosely Field, click the link below for a complete history and lots of photographs.

http://www.crosley-field.com/

Jackie Robinson and Branch Rickey were noble men from an era that I desperately love. I would never support racism, and respected Robinson’s crusade. I have been friends with many black men over my life, and my experience has been similar to the kind of people Robinson was. I respected their politeness, their manly swagger, and their deep commitment to goodness. Goodness does not know color and clearly, especially after watching Jackie Robinson’s story in 42, as a baseball player he wanted to do “good” and the world is far better off for it.

However, the premise of racism as it is today is to allow bad behavior to go unchecked because of skin color, and this is not right. Jackie Robinson if he were alive today would likely condemn rappers like Jay-Z and Snoop Dog for taking the very things he fought for as a black man and squandering them away using the color of their skin to be detrimental paradoxes of oblivious conduct. Robinson was careful to always present himself as a gentleman to the public and he ultimately won the battle against racism by capturing the high moral ground of the public. Yet against his memory looters, scum bags and social malcontents want moral judgment against their bad behavior obliterated behind a mask of racism. After watching 42 I came away feeling that Robinson loved his wife, loved his children, loved his teams, was honorable and appreciative of Branch Rickey and was a gentleman in every way to the press. That is the kind of person all Americans regardless of skin color should try to emulate.

Yet too many people of color today wish to hide their poor life choices from judgment by conjuring up memories of the kind of racism that Jackie Robinson dealt with—which is an injustice that is not forgivable. For the welfare mothers abusing the system to get free money from the government with out-of-wedlock children, they are disgracing the good work that Jackie Robinson conducted. To the dope smoking gangstas’ from the inner cities—Robinson didn’t fight so hard and put up with so much to have low moral values hide behind the race card. Or to the man who romps around the African-American communities like a bee to flowers impregnating as many women as possible without any sense of responsibility, Robinson did not fight so that you could be such a loser.

I loved the scene in 42 where the little African-American kid chased the train until it was out of sight because Robinson was on it. Jackie Robinson was the boy’s idol. Young people need those kinds of idols, and it doesn’t matter the skin color, it is the conduct of those people who can set the pace of young people forever and give them something to live up to. All Snoop Dog and Jay-Z are doing is justifying why people should stay down and shoot low—and if anybody questions them on their poor lives—call them racists.

42, the movie gave me hope for Hollywood. I loved the movie and will see it again. It was a very patriotic film which deserves its place in history. I’m glad it was made and I’m glad I took the time to watch it. It is my hope that other films like it will be made in the future. Because in such stories are the story of all of us who call ourselves Americans—and no place else in the world are such things done as they are in The United States—even in our games of leisure and evenings of entertainment—of which baseball has a long tradition.

Rich Hoffman   www.OVERMANWARRIOR.com

 

Education is Dead: How to properly teach

Friedrich Nietzsche only lived to be 55 years old and most of that last decade he was at a complete loss of his mental faculties.  His thoughts at the time were extremely profound—but incomplete.  He was on a journey that would require more tweaking over several centuries, but mentally he was going to places no human mind had ever quite dared.  And his mind folded over on itself.  I think about Nietzsche a lot because I am of that same age as he was and I know the pressure of going against a tide—and am always aware of the fragility of mental stability.  The topics I am interested in, Like Nietzsche challenge our views of the world and the way we are all raised.  When those foundations are challenged it is possible for a mind to lose its footing and fall into insanity.  I came to know Nietzsche through Joseph Campbell’s writing and enjoy his views against institutionalism primarily.  When I challenge education establishments with the promise that I could walk into their classrooms and teach better than any four of them put together I fully mean it.  When I look out into the world and declare that the entire education structure is false and failing I am doing it with the same audacity that Nietzsche did by declaring that “God is dead.”  Education has for many become a kind of religion, so by challenging their premise—they react in much the same manner as religious radicals do—with fearful aggression and empty dares—such as invitations to teach their classrooms.

Teaching for me has always been easy.  I do it every single day of my life to people of all ages.  But I enjoy it most with children.  By the end of this article you will dear reader understand why.  Because I cannot explain such a thing until the proper context has been established.  But I offer it out there to those who read here from that education industry and are perplexed by my statements in much the same way that orthodox members of the church read Nietzsche and wondered how he could pronounce such an audacious declaration.   I am different from Nietzsche as he only conceptualized the ideal of an overman.  His body was sickly and his mind was not ready to deal with the weight of such realizations, and he crashed into his own thoughts.  Hindsight provides good maps, and I know how to read them.  This lesson I take seriously as I pronounce that “Education is dead.”  Here is why.

My wife and I had our grandson for the evening over the weekend so we took him to Frisch’s for dinner.  At this point he is only a year and a half old, so his mind is turning on rapidly and everything is an adventure.  I enjoy this age in kids the best because their minds are unwritten by corruption, and everything is literally a possibility.  I use these opportunities to teach.  We arrived at the restaurant and I took my grandson out of his car seat.  I did not carry him, but let him walk across the parking lot by himself, step up onto the sidewalk, alone, and proceed right along with his grandmother and me as an equal.

We were greeted by a kindly old woman who was a hostess and she was instantly dazzled by my grandson’s audacity.  He confidently walked into the dining room like a big person very serious seeing for the first time a world approached in such a way under his own power.  Along the wall by the pickup window were five young waitresses ages 19 to 25 who instantly fell in love with my grandson.  Most children these sizes are carried in like a purse, and nuisance to tired parents.  This little guy was self-reliant—at least he gave off that impression and it was attractive to see such an open mind so confident.  I let him walk to the booth the hostess guided us to and only helped him a little into a seat next to me.   The hostess asked if we wanted a booster seat which I declined.   I didn’t want my grandson to be stuck in such a thing reminding him that he was different from us.

We ordered our food and I let my grandson conduct himself as an adult.  I showed him how to color with the crayons the hostess had provided by letting him copy my efforts.  I didn’t tell him to color in the lines of his kids menu, but to simply use the crayons to his desire.  The food came, and he ate with us pleasantly.  Occasionally he would spontaneously wave at the waitresses who were very happy to respond back to him.  To me all these kids are only a few years apart, but to the girls and my grandson, they are about to inject themselves into relationships where they can have kids of their own and they of course hoped they could have children as cute as he was.  But more than that, adults love the presence of innocence—of a mind uncorrupted by the perils of life—a mind filling itself with potential and it makes them feel happy.  We often look at teenage kids and young adults with disdain because as they make choices that we know will fail them, we despise what they will become.  9 out of 10 adults know that those rambunctious teenagers will end up just like them in a few years—and sadness ensues.  But for a child the age of my grandson, everything is yet unwritten and it is nice to see such hope in the eyes of a child.  Most of the adults in the Frisch’s dining room was looking in our direction with a smile on their faces.

After dinner we conducted ourselves the same repeating the exercise of self-reliance.  We then proceeded to Hallmark to make some Mother’s Day purchases.  My grandson cannot yet talk in sentences, but he is very expressive and we spoke to him like he was a normal person—again equal to us.  Of course we know he isn’t, but there is no need to show our superiority over him.  Life will provide enough blowback to his enthusiasm.  What little people like him need most is samples to learn from—they learn by example—so providing context to memorize is the most important attribute—and success to build from.  For a kid his age every step in life is a success—so such evenings are opportunities to have a lot of little success.  At Hallmark again I let him walk into the store on his own.  Instantly every female in the store stopped and looked his way.

For my grandson the sights and sounds of the Hallmark store were too much for him.  Everything was a new adventure and he quickly saw Disney characters he knew from television and wanted to pick up everything and carry it around with him.  I let him.  As he moved from object to object I put away the things he discarded as his mind filled with the feel of textures, the smell of various products, and the visual stimulation of their color tones. My grandson was erupting with enthusiasm.

Again the girls working the store were of the same age as the Frisch’s waitresses and they had the same reaction.  They couldn’t help but be enchanted by him.  He was the kind of child they hoped to have themselves soon.  On their minds were not thoughts of saving the rain forest, or equal rights for same-sex couples, or even equal pay for women.  They wanted to be moms and to have children like this little fellow and they would do so in less than a second if they could manage to find men in their  lives who weren’t douche bags who wanted the sex, but not the responsibility of raising a family.  Most of their boyfriends only wanted sex with them to satisfy their biological hunger so they could then return back to their Xbox to play games that are much more interesting than girlfriends.  There was sadness in the eyes of these girls and I felt sorry for them.

I let my grandson roam about inside the store and outside it for about a half hour while my wife shopped.  We discovered all kinds of things.  I let him walk around the busy parking lot outside and stood in such a way to keep cars from running into him.  If he wanted to walk across the street, I stopped the traffic to allow him the freedom of movement.  We found outside lots of strange bugs, rocks, and varying surface profiles of the pavement.  When he would step into one of these declinations in surface he would say, “down.”  “Yes, that is down.”  My wife bought him a new Mickey Mouse ball which was his favorite thing in the store and a nice memory to the evening.  At the counter I held him so he could watch the cashier who was nearly in tears over his adult like cuteness ring up the ball.  I told him, “we are conducting an exchange of currency so you can have your ball.”  Two other girls standing nearby erupted into smiles and a woman who had been watching us for the entire half hour boldly said, “if he says that……….it will be too much for me. “  I kept my focus on my grandson and explained to him the value of the money my wife was giving the cashier was to evenly exchange the value of the ball that he would take home with him so he’d understand that something had to be produced to have something he desired.

That was just a sample of a few hours of one evening.  There have been others like it and there will be many more and that is the task of learning.  The reason my grandson was cute to the adults around him was not just his miniature mimicking of adult behavior, but the untarnished potential of the life in front of him.  He literally has the whole world before him, and it is delightful to see the light come on in his mind.  This is no doubt why many people become mothers and teachers—to experience this joy.  However, when minds are stifled to statism and handcuffed by social prerogative which says that one is too small to sit in a booth by themselves, or the road is too dangerous, or you must color in the lines provided, or don’t pick up all the colorful contents of a store, or items they desire magically appear in their arms from a loving grandmother without having any idea how it came to be, we destroy the minds of those children and within a few short years, those bright lights in their mind’s eye go out.

Children grow up with the limits we give them, and it starts at a very young age.  For every teacher, parent, or guardian too lazy to put back things on a shelf, or doubt their ability to protect children from a speeding car or to explain the value of money to a mind still assembling connectivity—everything they do or don’t do has an impact on the child.  The limits they place will continue on with a child their whole life and will either destroy them, or benefit them.  If teaching is not 100% concerned with this adventure in learning, but simply in compliance—it is failing.  At that point it can be said that education in America is dead, and it will not be resurrected under the current pretense.  It will have to be reinvented.

Rich Hoffman

www.OVERMANWARRIOR.com

 

50 Years of Marriage: The Rams draft Michael Sam–the first openly gay NFL player

It was a rare privilege these days to attend the 50th wedding anniversary of some family friends hosted at a church they had spent their entire life attending.  Prior to the event my wife and I had just celebrated a few days ago our own anniversary of 26 years.  My parents were there and next year they will celebrate their own 50th anniversary.  Growing up I had two sets of grandparents who both went past the 50 year marriage mark which didn’t seem unusual back then.  In the middle of the celebration came the news through social media that Michael Sam had been drafted in the 7th round by the St Louis Rams—which was significant because he is the first openly gay player to enter the NFL.  Talk about locker room tension, or even on the field concern of being tackled by the guy who will unquestionably struggle to keep his sexuality in check around naked men every day.  The kind of idiots who think that gay athletes can be paired together without circumstance are the same fools who can’t fathom being married for 50 years to a member of the opposite sex, raising a family and falling in rhythm with that person in a lifelong dance that builds good people as byproducts to the relationship.

A long time friend of mine gave a nice speech to the crowd amassed in the bowels of the Grace Baptist Church in Middletown about how important his parents had been to he and his sister over all those years.  It wasn’t difficult for him to conger up many good memories of all the years his parents had been there for him like a rock to depend on.  As I listened I knew my own children and now grand children had similar thoughts which would become that much more pronounced when my wife and I hit our own 50 year mark.  That seems like a long time ago, but we realized during the speech that all these 50 year marriages had essentially all been present at our own wedding and they were at the stage then that we are now.  I remember thinking at the end of the 1980s when divorce was becoming rampant and easy by lawyers looking to make money off other people’s misery that many then thought 25 to 30 years of marriage was impossible, yet many were present at our own wedding at the Becket Ridge Country Club.  That in itself was sadly unusual.

Long marriages are not about sexuality.  They are about teamwork, commitment, determination, tenacity, love, and a willingness to walk through the fires of life and spit out the flames one by one at whatever cost.  No marriage over such a long time goes without pitfalls because life has a way of issuing out detours to such journeys without any compassion to our sensitivities.  Long time couples find a way to work through things and come out on the other end and their families are stronger for it.

The news of the new openly gay NFL player is a judgment based on a person’s sexuality only.  It is a progressive desire to destroy all resemblance of traditional family values and place before the world the progressive notion of an athlete that is gay as though such a thing could be normal.  Regardless of how one believes another might become gay, the fact that Michael Sam is will without question cause difficulties in the lives of his teammates.

Being married for a long time I can declare with safety that if I were playing football and the cheerleaders had to shower in the same location as my team mates, my wife would not be OK with that.  The reason is because sexuality needs to be focused and conducted in the bedroom of our home in order for her to manage all the other tasks of our family.  Having nakedness and sexual temptation outside of our marriage would then weaken all the important tasks in our relationship, such as picking out new trees for our yard, keeping track of events in the extended family, needs that the children might have and so on.  Seeing the naked bodies of many women even if the occurrences did not lead to sex would be distracting to our relationship.  It introduces elements that would pull the context of our marriage maneuvers into the primal realm which is not sustaining to families at large.  It’s not a matter of trust so much as sacrament.  If every other young woman prancing around gets a nice view of the tripod and can go home to satisfy themselves to its memory—what sacrament is there for my wife who is then supposed to worship it as a phallic beast meant only for her appeasement.  At football games she would know that all the little girls had the same knowledge of it as she.  They may not handle it but the vision of it is there in their minds for their enjoyment.

NFL player wives already have to accept that their husbands are likely cheating on them while on the road for away games.  That is bad enough.  But now they have to worry that Michael Sam will be doing more than playing ball on a football field and even if it isn’t beyond just looking—the act will be a sexual one.  For a man who likes to be under other men, nobody can legitimately ponder that for a gay male—being on the bottom of a football pile is not a fantasy that he will carry with him to his private acts.  For each man who adds a bit of sweat and odor to the fantasies of Michael Sam, it is sexual essence robbed from the wives of the players who are left with almost nothing sacred for their own bedroom.  Part of the appeal of a married couple is that their sexuality is committed to each other—not the world at large.

I do not like it when my wife goes to a doctor.  Her nakedness belongs to me.  Now, in the scheme of the human body we are all just clumps of flesh and once the soul is removed, the body decays away into dirt.  Humans bring value to such nakedness through their relationships.  If every other man out there has seen the naked body of a wife, then there is less sacred appeal in the bedroom—and anybody who has been married for a long time knows the need for such things.  Sure you get used to seeing each other but there is still purity in knowing that every neighbor up and down the street has not seen her which makes her treasures a gift of the relationship.  Without such enticements, fighting through the really hard stuff is not very appealing—and people usually give up.   This is also why being married to a stripper will bring unusual tension to a relationship.  It might be fun while she is young and attractive, but down the road when her old customers are lonely and looking her up online after she’s popped out a couple of kids—her naked body will be on their mind.   They don’t want to talk—but to remember.

To people who think marriage is a mystery and really have no clue to how relationships work, they are cheering for the progressive step forward society has taken as the St. Louis Rams drafted Michael Sam.  They believe that putting a gay man in a locker-room with other guys will actually work but it won’t, mark my words.  The two things are not biologically, or intellectually compatible and the tension of sexual premise will be distracting to the organization in a very negative way.  Progressives are fine with the conflict, because they are out to change the essence of how human beings conduct relationships.  They are interested in the social impact of changing behavior—especially in marriage.

An old friend sat at my table at this anniversary dinner—one I hadn’t seen in about 20 years.  We picked up our conversation upon the last sentences we had uttered two decades ago only he filled me in on the three marriages he had over that duration.  Such things are normal these days.  Having children with one wife then children with a second and third and trying to see all those kids who are essentially being raised by other men who do not share the same kind of values as the original father is simply destroying children—and these days it is normal behavior.  Nobody thinks twice about hearing his story—but when people find out that my wife and I have been married for a quarter century they almost act like they stumbled into a leprosy village.  Yet everyone yearns for the 50 year anniversary.  I doubt there is a woman alive who goes to her wedding day not hoping to someday celebrate 50 years of marriage to her husband. Yet increasingly, such thoughts are a fleeting fantasy.

The progressives have destroyed the lives of many millions of people by teaching them the wrong values; this latest stunt involving Michael Sam is just the most recent.  Unisex bathrooms, easy pornography, and cheapened sexuality mixing gender roles attacking the family unit of tradition aggressively have destroyed our modern culture and left the children to be raised essentially by government schools.  Behind every marriage these days is a parade of parasitic lawyers chasing after the couple like hyenas waiting for one of them to stumble so that legal action against the other can take place and the state can take control of the children.   What my friend was thanking his parents for at the anniversary dinner was for giving him a sense of tradition and value as the trend has moved toward thinking that the Michael Sam draft is fashionable. Anybody coming from such long-term marriages whether it is my friend, me, or my children are lucky and we know it.  But it will be up to us to protect such opportunities in the future as the trend is against it.  Yet it shouldn’t be.

Rich Hoffman

www.OVERMANWARRIOR.com

 

Today’s………………………..Man: Something to cry over

This was yesterday’s man………………….

This is today’s NFL player………………..

This is today’s Speaker of the House……………………

This is America Tomorrow

I’ll stick with yesterday

 

Rich Hoffman

www.OVERMANWARRIOR.com

 

The Grand Lie of Public Education: How to fix a broken system

When anybody uses the term, “we must educate our children to compete in the global marketplace,” or any variation of that term the instigator is totally ignorant as to what makes education valuable. They falsely believe that education consists in teaching children left-winged ideology and work habits of a 100% commitment to institutionalism and that since the rest of the world is moving in that direction, that American education must consist of these erroneous premises. After all, political “leaders” see how things are done in China, and Japan, and they believe they must copy those methods—which is probably the dumbest thing that could be introduced to an American workforce and the people who make it up. People who believe that “education” as defined by Common Core standards is the way to direct young minds might as well be crack addicts instructing others on responsible living. The point of education eludes them making them a menace to the discussion of learning.

The most important attribute public education could and should implement into an instructional system of any kind, is the ability to think. The second thing it could do would be to teach students to be competent human beings. Anything outside of those parameters is useless to a human mind, and merely ornamental. Education is not a race against the socialists of Europe, the communists of China, or the kamikaze driven Easterner. Americans are imaginative, intuitive, and utilize large amounts of horse sense in their utilization of productivity and their education system needs to reflect this trend.

Americans fix tractors often with shovel handles, solve complicated engineering feats with bubble gum, and produce more patents than anyplace else in the world—because they are a free people who are at liberty to think. However modern education which leans way to far to the political left, is about chasing the rest of the foolish world teaching our youth to be just as stupid as everyone else, and to turn off their minds to the process of thought—and to embrace blind submission to institutional authority. This is the most damaging attribute that can be taught to an American.

If those who support government education want real success, not just statistical success relative to the rest of the world’s false methods they would teach young minds to “think” not just remember facts given to them by the state. Even conservatives are guilty of this tendency of believing that by committing resources to “education” that they have done their job. They don’t consider the quality of education, only that someone is doing something educationally related. They don’t think of what the implications of education may be if the wrong things are learned, or the wrong interpretation of history is broadcast to young minds awaiting programming of their brain by trusted adults.

Michelle Rhee the popular education reformer at the heart of the movie Waiting for Superman is wrong when she says that education is the key to the success of American children. That cliché is overused and ridiculous. It is a mythology designed to preserve the education culture and their utopian vision for the world. Most of those people are well-intentioned human beings who simply love children and teaching them—but they do not consider in those assessments the quality of their love, or their intelligence as factors that can hold back children from living otherwise fruitful lives. They assume that they are qualified to teach just because the state has given them a license to do so—a license that meant the teacher had to comply with the state’s version of reality.

The way to alleviate these faux pas in education is to teach children to think. Why is Common Core so vile and evil? The reason is that the only way it can work is to limit the intelligence of the most brilliant and force them to only be as good as the weakest links. Our modern education system does not like making such value judgments—which is why they ultimately are failures. The belief with Common Core is that if children spin their wheels copying off students from countries reeking with statism, that success will abound and that such success can be had by not asserting value to the quality of the students or their educations. It cannot. If students aren’t taught first how to think, or how to be competent human beings, the education system will fail 100% of the time.

If the value is to produce students who will mindlessly serve the state, then modern education throughout the world is doing its job. But if the goal is to teach human beings to invent new things, start businesses, vote correctly, or mentor a child—they are way off the intended target and have no hope of getting there under the current circumstances. Education is more than just lip service—it is a philosophy. It can’t be memorized; it has to be a part of an individual mind. There is no way to cheat it. If garbage is put into a mind, then garbage will come out.

My daughter sent me a text the other day that featured a cartoon of a young person reading a book. The caption read, “Uploading data to the human brain.” What we feed our brains is what we ultimately become. If we read good books, think good thoughts, and use our imaginations to explore possibilities, we will have reasonable success in life. But before that can happen, “good” has to be identified, and stood behind. If on the other hand we put into our minds garbage like pornography, sports stats, trivial nonsense like global warming issues, political diatribes and that kind of thing, our minds over time will become encumbered with sluggish thought processes. Education is not good unless the value of good accompanies it. A well-rounded education is not exploring sexuality, worshiping the earth, or supporting teacher unions. It is about learning to think and living as a competent individual.

It is utterly shocking how many functioning adults in 2014 are incompetent fools. The only way I can avoid this incompetency is to not leave my driveway in the morning, because there are some really stupid people functioning in the world—which is evidence that our education system is a complete failure. Yet politicians want us to do more of this foolishness so they can get their fingers on federal money dangled like bait in a trap to supersede our state sovereignty. That is just idiotic.

It is easy to make clichéd comments about education without considering the implications and it happens all the time. But the answer is not in just hiring more teachers, giving more money to teachers, or building more schools. That is not enough. The real intent of education is in teaching people to “think.” Without thought there is no education, there is no mind, and there certainly isn’t any kind of future. Without thought, there is nothing—but empty promises and misery. And I want no part in that.

Rich Hoffman

  www.OVERMANWARRIOR.com

 

“May The 4th Be With You”: A long weekend of “HOPE”

My long-awaited Rebel Transport came to my home at the conclusion of the new international Holiday, May 4th. I was ecstatic to put my hands on that new creation from Fantasy Flight Games and without a doubt; it will load my spare time with countless adventures. The sheer joy of the new game X-Wing Miniatures is wonderfully articulated in the picture below. This is literally what its like at my house. And it will get worse—I promise. Over the weekend while playing a game of X-Wing, to celebrate May 4th, the official Star Wars day which happens every year with great fanfare, my one and a half-year old grandson wanted desperately to play the game with me. So I let him roll my dice and he loved it.

 Xwing

For the first time that I can think of the official Star Wars weekend launched a spectacular amount of news over the first weekend of May. First the new cast was announced for the new films—which had their first script read together last week. At midnight the new Rebels television show released their new preview which can be seen below. Guess who was watching it at 12:01 AM in the morning of May 4th? Me! On top of all that even the Cincinnati Reds dedicated a whole weekend against their first place division rivals the Milwaukee Brewers. It was Star Wars weekend at Great American Ballpark in Downtown Cincinnati. My family went on Friday night when after the game there was a spectacular fireworks display to the music of the famed musical conductor John Williams that ignited the sky. From the premium seats in Great American Ballpark it was the best fireworks display I had ever seen. Just a bit behind home plate, most of the people who normally sit in that section had got up and left leaving us nearly alone in the coveted section and completely untouched by other human beings. However most of the 30,000+ crowd stuck around with their children and they loved the show with much emotion. During the entire game Friday night, Star Wars characters were all over the field and the music was piped in through the stadium and it was genuinely inspiring to see the two entertainment franchises coming together like that.

Leading up to that baseball game many of the die-hard Reds fans on talk radio and elsewhere were perplexed as to why the baseball team even attempted to cater to a new “geeky” demographic group. I wanted to tell them, but they lacked the language to understand. Just like they would never understand why I kept checking my UPS tracking number on my Rebel Transport during the game hoping it would arrive for a vicious game of X-Wing the following Saturday. I’m 46 years old and to their minds should be interested in a lot of other things—but I am part of that demographic that the Reds were reaching out to—and among young people there are a lot more like me coming to age.

Two weeks from now Hollywood Studios, Florida has their Star Wars Weekends which are always fun. The first weekend is the popular dance off which I always love displayed in the center stage of that fabulous park. Those weekends are typically so busy that the parking lot spills over into the Epcot Center. The parade is one of the most spectacular displays of Star Wars fandom anywhere in the world. The question from the un-initiated is…………..why?

During the Reds game I had to explain to my daughter how when I was younger I had to make a difficult cultural decision. I was spectacular in sports and every teacher who coached a sport wanted me to be on their team. I was the fastest kid in my school especially during my grade school years. Athletically, I could have done anything I wanted to. But, culturally back then, it was taboo to enjoy Star Wars because that made a person categorically a geek. And I loved Star Wars. I was friends with one of the most popular girls in my school and her younger brother was one of my best friends. Through her I could have had access to the upper echelons of public school popularity. But I hated it and wanted nothing to do with any of that politicking. Instead her brother would come to my house on a Friday night and bring all his Star Wars toys and he, my brother, my brother’s friends and I would play with all those toys until late into the night. I never got sick of it even when I was older and my girl friend was interested in boys and all the kids my age were going to dances and hanging out at football games. She thought I was weird because I had no interest in the life she lived. I had picked Star Wars over sports because the culture dictated that you had to choose.

I thought it astonishing that the Reds actually had a Star Wars weekend because finally after 30 years of human evolution the marketing department for the Cincinnati Reds understood that if they want to survive into the future, that they better find a way to appeal to the “Star Wars Geeks.” The game of baseball with all its traditions is struggling to appeal to younger audiences, so they are getting creative even though in an interview with Brandon Philips on 700 WLW, he clearly didn’t understand.

In a lot of ways the new X-Wing Miniatures game is closely associated with those late night sessions playing Star Wars as a kid, and even as a grown adult I’d still rather do that than hang out in some other venue doing something I’d consider utterly useless. Many people confuse Star Wars and Star Trek as being of the same thing, but they are radically different. Star Wars is not about just exploring new frontiers in space and the interactions of characters with different backgrounds and species types. Star Wars is a deep, and rich mythology that works in ways that religion struggles with and is a creation of our times exploring all the primary concerns of our day. Star Wars for me is a western in that it is primarily concerned with the same type of honorable values. It is also about technological innovation and has its roots in drag racing where a young George Lucas loved cars and carried that love over into the space ships of Star Wars. Many of the beat up ships of the new Star Wars games are like galactic hot rods and have a similar appeal as Hot Wheel cars, only these can be used strategically to beat an opponent in a game of thought. I have never seen anything like the new Rebel Transport created for a simple game. By itself, it is an amazing work of art.

Ultimately the wars of Star Wars are about value and the popularity of those films in all the venues extending beyond the silver screen are essentially about preserving or destroying values. For me, the stories of those values carried far more weight than just athletic prowess in sports, or the ability to kiss a girl at a dance. Watching the Cincinnati Reds embrace those values gave me tremendous hope for the future transcending a human leap of evolution many were not aware of. But I saw it during the Reds post game fireworks display and the many tens of thousands who were at Great American Ballpark to enjoy the relatively private show. With all the news that came out about Star Wars during the May 4th Weekend I understood with renewed vigor why the first film was titled A New Hope. The movie was not just about a galaxy far, far away a long time ago but about our human race in the here and now. For many, myself included, Star Wars is about a new hope. My infant grandson knows it, the people at the Reds game knew it, and the thousands who like me were watching the Rebels preview at 12:01 AM knew it. And I wasn’t the only one waiting for my Rebel Transport to arrive over the weekend. Most fans of Star Wars find in it a hope that is otherwise vacant. Hope is why I picked Star Wars over sports as a kid, and space ships over girls. I’m still that way, only my wife actually plays that stuff with me, which is why we’ve been married so long.

The new Rebel Transport is one of the most dramatic things I have ever looked at for a whole lot of reason—most of them centered on hope. In the films the Rebel Transport was the rebels last hope of punching through imperial blockades and fleeing for freedom to live another day in a fight between tyranny and goodness. The X-Wing Miniatures model is really just a lot of plastic and paint, but it is in the organization of those things into a coherent interactive story about hope that makes it something I was checking its arrival time every hour on the hour over the entire weekend. And now that I have it, all is right with the world. The reason is that it represents to me hope, and that is the core of what the term, “May the 4th be with you” really means.

Rich Hoffman

www.OVERMANWARRIOR.com

 

The Great Gatsby: Preparing for assassinations against Americans

I have received several warnings from readers here at Overmanwarrior’s Wisdom that within the year of 2014 to 2015 that I am on the target list of professional assassins headed to my doorstep.  These assassins are part of a kind of shadow government which desire a one world command guided by socialism desiring to eliminate those considered front-runners of any particular resistance.  My usual answer to these well-meaning readers is that I’m looking forward to the attempt—which I am.  It will be good to finally drop away the pretense of civility and act out of an authenticity indicative of our times.  I would rather deal with professional assassins than political back stabbers embedded in our neighborhoods as friends.  However, to an increasing number of Americans who consider themselves part of the Sovereign Citizen movement this knowledge is quite terrifying.  Many of the supporters of the Sovereigns are deeply religious and take scripture literally—so the information coming at them quickly now closely resembling The Book of Revelations is literally terrifying and the assassins of the upcoming apocalypse are something to be dreaded.  To understand these types of people who have some legitimate points, this video from Sgt. Major Page was given to the St Louis Oath Keepers.

I listen cautiously to these kinds of public speakers because most of their opinions are laced with fear instigated from the basic premise of social antagonism.  They are insulted to learn that there are elements of global politics from finance to actual office holders who wish to end American sovereignty and the Constitutional Rights of its citizens.  Their reaction is often extreme when they run across this information and their number is growing.  When people lose their trust in government, the natural reaction are people like Sgt. Page.

Oath Keepers and Tea Party types are considered by the hard left and even the moderate middle grounders in politics to be radical because they consider as progressives adherence to traditional values, Christianity, or Constitutional purity, to be terrorism.  So people who adhere to traditional values in America are considered terrorists to those who wish to change it and a war is on the horizon.  Sgt. Dan Page was correct in his speech when he said that in such a future confrontation only 3% of the population will actually resist and anybody considered in that 3% is targeted for assassination before the actual violence transpires due to economic crises, global incident, or other subversive measures.

Currently, which has been more than adequately discussed by me, government education is heading down the exact path that Sgt. Page discussed.   Today’s school levy supporter is tomorrow’s distressed parent wondering why their public school wants their 2 and 3-year-old children to stay at a pre-school campus under the constant care of a teacher.  Most school teachers today have no idea of the possibilities designed for their future, but it will not be a long time before states declare such things as legal necessity for national security driven by global competition.  And once a law is created police and teachers will enforce those laws and parents will wonder how they lost control of their children so quickly.  The needs of the state will superseded the needs of the individual.  China’s GDP is surpassing the GDP of America and the blame will be placed on the poor education of American children—leading to earlier education start times dictated by the state—because that’s how things are done in China—the current driver of world economic standards.

Where I disagree with Sgt. Page is that he is a blind supporter of taxation—where I am absolutely not.  He is a federal employee and as he says—he is still owned by the United States military.  He believes that contractors like him will be hired to hunt down people like me and that he will win.  Nope.  Won’t happen, it doesn’t matter how many sniper shots a trained killer has taken or heads they have cut off.  The bottom line is that they are by their very nature creations of the state and they will go down by the state as well.  If I had to report how many meetings I have been in where bureaucrats came up with some kind of plan that quickly fell apart the moment everyone left the conference room, I’d give the ratio of success at zero.  The more people involved, the greater the tendency of failure and in an operation like what Sgt Page is discussing I believe the intentions are real, but I do not believe that anybody in government is competent to pull it off.  I believe they will try, but they will fail just as they fail at everything government does.  Ultimately when they send people like Sgt. Page to my doorstep with his Green Beret trained antics the government will fail because it needs people like me to be productive and continue feeding it.  So they are the ones caught in a Catch 22.  They may not want people like me around, but they can’t live without me either.

There have been a few who have tried to “sway” me away from my task over the last couple of years with “force.”  Their mistake, and foolishly, they won’t be the last.  But most  of the time—probably 90% of the time the people involved are completely incompetent and unable to achieve their objectives and that ratio won’t alleviate just because of a desire on behalf of the insurgents supporting progressivism.  They are doomed to fail and unable to do much behind hiring contractual killers and holding meetings to talk about doing things. Of the given pool of contractual killers out there in the world, only a few will actually attempt to perform the task because most are on my side of things and hate the governments trying to employ them. Those who have no real convictions and can take money to kill a good person are bad people and in the rock, paper, and scissor game of life good beats bad because value destroys those who lack value.  The only way that poor value beats value is by surprise and deceit which significantly lowers the opportunities for success of mission objectives.

More powerful than any weapon in Sgt. Page’s arsenal is the written word.  Millions of people have read by this point in their lives the novel The Great Gatsby by F.S. Fitzgerald which is a favorite of mine.  Most people read that novel and think that it is about American excess in capitalism and how the evils of old money need to be leveled off for fairness to all.  The villain in the novel was after all an Ivy League wealthy polo player who believed that he was born superior to everyone else and in the end he got the girl.  But I understand the Great Gatsby, I get his innovation, I understand his passion, and I understand deeply his tenacity—his single minded determination to stare at the green light across the harbor and get what he wants.  I learn from such stories and I won’t be making the same mistakes as to let old money beat the new—or to let scandal and love blind the opportunities for success—my green light is not an unappreciative lover living a dual life in scandal but an ideal of Constitutional purity.  The schemes of the old world will not find a weakness that will be brought down by a car accident.  It might be said that I was so inspired by Fitzgerald that I use the written word as my weapon as opposed to meeting the contracted Sgt. Pages out on the battlefield where their military trained minds only think one way and are sluts to their dollars given to them by bureaucrats to remove that 3% opposition to their objectives.

The Great Gatsby has been available to millions of people for over 100 years yet 97% of those readers think the novel is a cautionary tale about the American Dream.  It is not.  It is about the ability of one man to completely dominate New York society and Long Island politics in a short 5 year period.  Yet Gatsby never cared about the money so much, only about the woman he loved who did love money and in the end, she picked the cheating husband of old money over the loyal charisma of new money. The new money is America the old money is Europe.  On the battlefield the old money is Sgt. Dan Page and I am the Great Gatsby—only I haven’t dedicated my life to making money for women, but to using the power of the written word to appeal to the 3% out there in the world who understand The Great Gatsby without explanation and will join me on the battlefield when the time comes to fight in a way that the contracted killers can’t understand against an enemy that is the purer version of their former selves.  In the end, guilt will rob them of their wits, and their trigger finger.

I appreciate the concern, I really do.  But I’m playing my own Great Gatsby game but the focus isn’t the same as the 1925 Fitzgerald novel.  And in that game there are rules that haven’t even been taught yet that will come into play and the statism trained provocateurs will be at a serious disadvantage.  Yes, hard times are coming, but it isn’t the Book of Revelations—the end of times, that we are dealing with. Rather, it’s an undefined time that has not yet been taught to human populations because nobody has yet framed these arguments in ways that 97% of the population will understand.  But the 3% do, and in the coming war—that’s all I need.  We should learn from the literary classics—not repeat them.

Rich Hoffman

  www.OVERMANWARRIOR.com

 

Wanted, Mercenary Group For Nigerian Mission: Saving sex slaves from the Boko Haram

I often get called a sexist by idiots who have swallowed the hook of feminism without consideration.  I have traditional values in regard to the roles of the sexes in domestic life and in the upbringing of children.  Critics of mine draw their terminology from low intellect sloths with assess the size of their mouths—and they do it to attempt control of my behavior when they discover that they can’t out maneuver my strategy.  That type of name calling is not about correctly labeling a dire social position or old-fashioned neurosis, but in gaining control over another person.  It is often an offensive tactical maneuver to attempt to play a race or sexism card created by progressives to leverage control over the powerful.  Similarly I have watched this whole issue involving Donald Sterling who was obviously jealous of his mistress girlfriend V. Stinviano’s enjoyment of men with color—and didn’t want to be made a fool of at his Los Angeles Clipper games of which he was the owner.  After all, he’s 80 years old and left his wife of many years to hang out with young women like Stinviano—so he doesn’t need her bringing around young studs to public settings where people know that he’s sexually engaged in the same young woman only not for his prowess, but his money.  That’s what I heard when listing to the tapes accusing him of racism—of which Stinviano recorded to gain power over her sugar daddy—which worked.  Now Sterling is destroyed as the machine of progressivism has went to work at removing his property ownership of an NBA team and virtually everything he ever was by accusations of being a racist.  Even Snoop Dog weighed in to give his two cents about the Donald Sterling case.

Many of those opinions have been formed by progressive influences that have dumped billions of dollars into years of shaping the parameters of social terminology.  George Soros for one, Bill Gates for another along with thousands of others who are excessively wealthy and seem intent to help shape the world toward progressivism have been bold about their assertions regarding feminism and racism advocating an open society where the government does the child raising while all able-bodied adults work and pay taxes to supply the state with the money it needs to properly fund the kind of socialism that progressives are such large supporters of.

However, in the recent case of the 329 schoolgirls from northern Nigeria stolen in the middle of the night from a boarding school in the Chibok region currently being sold as sex slaves to members of the Boko Haram—there doesn’t seem to be the same kind of anger from the Snoop Dogs of the world—the progressive social shifters who are so inflamed with rage over the Donald Sterling racism issue.  After all, in regards to the 329 little girls, they are female, so feminist groups should be outraged, they are young ladies of color, so civil rights leaders should be even more angry than they are over Sterling, and every human being in the world should be upset that the girls are being forced into slavery—sex slavery at that.  Yet there doesn’t seem to be any desire to help the little girls from the George Soros types—those with bottomless pit money. A few news outlets have written about it, but nobody has any desire to help the girls or their families with any real action.

http://www.mirror.co.uk/news/uk-news/boko-haram-329-schoolgirls-stolen-3489356

The Boko Haram literally means in Nigerian “Western education is sinful,” and members of it are associated with the Taliban movement from Afghanistan. From the perspective of those Islamic radicals, they are intent to make all of Nigeria a strict Muslim country operating under Sharia Law and they don’t care who dies or what individual liberties must be trampled on to achieve their global vision.  For the people who have jumped against Donald Sterling and support massive feminism in American society, or stand against the history of The United States slavery issues, and wish to advocate civil rights for all people in every corner of the world, these young girls in Nigeria need help.  But none is coming.  Their parents have been pooling their money together to conduct a search to locate their daughters but the region is so poor that buying a tank of gas to operate a motorcycle costs a small fortune.  So the parents of the girls are helpless losing their children to the vast evils of Sharia Law.

If I were in Snoop Dog’s social position, or George Soros, Bill Gates or any progressive billionaire claiming to really care about civil rights issues, feminism, or slavery, I’d be organizing right now a mercenary group to go into Nigeria and rescue the little girls from their slave trade masters.  After all, Ross Perot did something like that when he rescued his own employees from Iran who were arrested on suspicion of bribery.  It’s been done before—and could certainly use the same kind of American boldness now.  The book talking about that Iranian case was called On Wings of Eagles and was published in 1983.  The story was made into a miniseries in 1986 and starred Burt Lancaster who played the real life role of a retired United States Army officer who organized the EDS employees into mercenaries to sneak into Iran and rescue their own people from harm.

As bold as Snoop Dog talked regarding Donald Sterling it would seem he’d be the first to organize a rescue mission to Nigeria to save those little girls from their attackers.  Why not pass the hat around to his Hollywood friends to cover the cost of organizing a mercenary group to go into Nigeria, attack Boko Haram and return the girls to their families so that they don’t have to become sex slaved wives to radical Muslims ruining their lives until the end of time.  Anyone who supports women rights and a world without racism should be able to get behind this effort.  I have my passport right next to me and would gladly join in an effort with George Soros and the Hollywood elite if they wanted to send mercenaries to Nigeria since it is obvious that no government on earth is capable of dealing with the situation.

But nobody will take me up on the suggestion.  Nobody in the entire world even though many people quite capable of funding such a thing will read this article—they’ll shake their head, and will move on to something else plagued with inaction.  Most people, most feminists, most race baiters, most civil rights advocates and progressive spawns are hypocrites who know not what they demand of society.  They have not thought things through to their natural conclusions.    Any supporter of a one world government and open boarders for all needs to be concerned about this Nigerian situation because this is what they want to see in America.  In their attack against American capitalism, they too hope that someday soon a tank of gas will cost four chickens and a mule—which in Nigerian currency might as well be a fortune.  Nigeria’s problems today will be American problems tomorrow.  So why not help them now in their hour of need, because if America doesn’t—specifically billionaires who support progressive causes, nobody else will help those little girls and their fate will be a lot worse than the members of the L.A Clippers NBA team or Stinviano who had sex many times with an 80-year-old man purely for money.  The poor girls in Nigeria won’t even get paid to do far worse with the Muslim radicals who will cut off their noses and lips in less than a second if they believe they are honoring Sharia Law with their stolen brides taken at gun point.

The world sits and talks tough about equal rights for all—yet they don’t even lift a finger to help people who really do need it.  They’ll call me a sexist because I think women should stay home with their children and actually raise them—because I believe motherhood is the most important job in the world.   They’ll call Donald Sterling an ignorant racist because of private conversations leveled jealously at a girlfriend 50 years his junior who has the intellectual capacity of a box of dry cereal.  A billionaire destroyed by a mixed race woman just because of progressive posturing, but when it comes to destroying a real villain, like Boko Haram—nobody does anything but talk.

That is shameful…………………………….  The world is in desperate need of courage.  Reports are that the girls are being raped up to 15 times a day, and it’s now been several weeks.  Justice needs to be done.  A rescue mission could likely be done for under $10 million.  Any takers?  Watch all these videos, particularly the On Wings of Eagles movie.  Then decide what you are willing to do.

Rich Hoffman

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