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Freedom’s Last Best Hope
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- By W.H. Lamb
The first two lines of James Lowell’s (1819-1891) epic poem, “The Present Crisis”, remind us that: “When a deed is done for Freedom, through the broad earth’s aching breast, Runs a thrill of joy prophetic, trembling on from east to west.”
Various people throughout the world may have a different perception of “freedom” -- i.e. what it means to them – how they define it. The Oxford Dictionary includes what I consider to be pertinent definitions:
- The power or right to act, speak, or think as one wants;
- The absence of subjection to foreign domination or despotic government;
- The power of self-determination attributed to the will; the quality of being independent of fate or necessity.
The Smearing of Judge Brett Kavanaugh
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- By Mike Scruggs
The Terrible Disorientation of the Democrat Party’s Moral Compass
“Show me the man, and I’ll find you the crime.” - Lavrentiy Beria, Chief of Stalin’s Secret Police
The Democrat Party is drawing closer and closer to the Stalinist brand of justice that prevailed under the Communist regime of the brutal dictator, Joseph Stalin, from 1922 to 1953. But it was originally a party loyal to the ideas of Thomas Jefferson and Constitutional government.
My grandfather, W.C. Bradsher, was a Democrat County Chairman in Greene County, Arkansas, during the Roosevelt Administration. He was a former teacher, school principal, and an affable and astute cotton-buyer, cotton-gin owner, banker, and Rotary Club member, very active in community affairs. One of the most treasured and often read books in his library was a collection of the writings of Roman Senator Marcus Tullius Cicero (106 to 43 BC).
We Ignore History at Our Great Peril!
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- By W.H. Lamb
I wrote a version of this column in the printed version of The Times Examiner back in 2013. The “historical” part was written by someone named “Robert”—and I still don’t know his last name. Considering that it deals with our 2nd Amendment, and considering the degree of hatred and derision being directed against this great freedom by people who should be rejoicing that we have it, and considering that if we lose our 2nd Amendment sometime in the future, then much or all of our Constitution will go down with it, a “decent respect” for the opinions of my fellow Americans impels me to share these thoughts with you once again.
A Little Common Sense
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- By Ray Simmons
Looking at the push and pull, the hate, the graft, the lack of statesmanship and the overabundance of politicking as essentially one man battles for a return to sanity in Washington, I cannot help being drawn back in memory to times that now seem forever ago. I am sickened by what I find and by the guilt that keeps telling me I should have been a better watchman on the wall several decades ago. I know I saw some things going on that disturbed me and I should have searched a little deeper into the cause and effect, the whys and the wherefores. But what could I have done if I found them? I was just a tiny speck merged into planning that had its origin years, if not centuries, ago. I’m sure I discussed some of what I was thinking with one or two friends who had some of the same ideas, and I’m sure I wrote to a Congressman or two. I was doing my civic duty. Back then I even had the idea that Congressmen read their letters.
Spiritual Nudist
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- By Ben Graydon
When Adam and Eve disobeyed God in the Garden of Eden and ate of the Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil, they went and hid. They made themselves coverings of fig leaves to hide their nakedness. The habit continues today – people covering their weaknesses, their failures, their shortfalls, their embarrassments, their insecurities with fig leaves.
A church needs a leader without fig leaves – one who will be for them the model of a spiritual nudist. Unfortunately, that model is not standard. What most see is a very polished, very covered up artificial contrivance. Consider:
Some of My Favorite Things
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- By W.H. Lamb
A couple of years ago, for the old print version of The Times Examiner, I wrote a version of this article. I read it again recently and it gave me a few chuckles. In this time of stress and demands for “societal change”, perhaps you’ll get a few much needed laughs to brighten your day, if only for an instant or two. Many of us recall, with lots of nostalgia and fondness, that great musical film, “The Sound of Music.” We saw it in Charlotte, N.C. for the very first time in 1966, and I confess we were delighted by the wonderful music and songs of Rodgers and Hammerstein, and the interesting script, based only VERY loosely on the real history of the Von Trapp Family Singers of Austria, prior to WW11.
Evolution and the Great Woodpecker War of 1981
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- By Mike Scruggs
Part of a Series on Intelligent Design
My experience with woodpeckers has taught me that Darwinist evolution is bunk.
A few months before Ronald Reagan was first elected president in 1980, my wife and I purchased a newly built, two-story home in a wooded area of Cary, North Carolina. Energy conservation was all the rage, so we were happy with its rustic, utility-bill-reducing, cedar siding. The first warm days of spring are said to be the season for beginning war, and so it was. I took my wife and two boys on a short vacation to Gatlinburg in April of 1981. When we returned, we found that war had been declared.
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