Duty, Honor, Sacrifice Guns


Skeptic comments on my last post:

Oh, spare me all the guns bullshit. Guns are worthless without the will to fire them, and if anything has been proven in the last year it’s that those vaunted gun owners don’t have the will to fire. We already have tyranny and nary a shot has been fired. They will usher the rest of the cattle cars before getting on themselves.

I read the best explanation on what that is, just this morning. It came from a comment to this article, and reads like this:

The most terrifying force of death comes from the hands of ‘Men who wanted to be left Alone.’ They try, so very hard to mind their own business and provide for themselves and those they love. They resist every impulse to fight back, knowing the forced and permanent change of life that will come from it. They know the moment they fight back, the lives as they have lived them, are over. The moment the ‘Men who wanted to be left Alone’ are forced to fight back, it is a small form of suicide. They are literally killing off who they used to be.

Perhaps the Declaration of Independence said it even better:

Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn, that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed.

Remember that the founders of this nation endured the abuses of the King for decades.

  • 1763: The Grenville Acts (taxation without representation) were passed
  • 1765: The Stamp Act, the Virginia Resolution, and the Quartering Act were all passed.
  • 1766: Parliament rescinds the Stamp Act, but then passes the Declaratory Act, and subsequently disbands the New York Legislature.

and so on. This went on until 1776, when the Declaration of Independence was signed. It took 14 years of increasing hostilities, ever more despotic action, and escalating violence for the war to start.

The reason it took so long was as stated above: As soon as a revolution begins, the way of life that existed before is over. No matter what happens, all that you knew before is over. People aren’t ready to throw all of that away lightly.

This is where patience and perseverance are important. There is a time to let things play out, and this is it.

Duty, Honor, Sacrifice

A Liberal I respect

I spend so much digital ink bemoaning the state of the Democrat party on this site, I want to take a post to honor one of the very few liberals that I have respect for- the Late Senator Paul Douglas, who died in September of 1976. He was a man who lived during a time when the Democrats at least were not complete assholes.

Why does he deserve such respect? In the year 1942, he became the oldest man to ever attend boot camp at Parris Island, at the age of 50. Of course, being a politician, he used his connections to rise from the rank of Private to Staff Sergeant within two months of completing basic training. After only seven months, he was promoted to Captain.

Now it would be at this point that most well connected politicians would have found a way to dodge any real combat. Not Douglas. He volunteered to go overseas, and wound up fighting with the First Marine Division. He earned a Purple Heart and a Bronze star for actions in the battle of Peleliu. During that battle, he killed a Japanese soldier in hand to hand combat, and was wounded while attempting to hand carry ammunition to the front line. I can respect that, unlike today’s officers that get a Bronze star for creating compelling power points.

He volunteered to serve as a rifleman in an infantry platoon and was himself wounded by a machine gun while attempting to carry out wounded Marines. After being hit, he proceeded to use his uninjured hand to take off his major’s oak leaves so that he wouldn’t receive special attention. A fellow Marine, Pfc. Paul E. Ison had this to say: “If I live to be 100 years old I will never forget this scene. There, lying on the ground, bleeding from his wound was a white-haired Marine major. He had been hit by a machine gun bullet. Although he was in pain, he was calm and I have never seen such dignity in a man. He was saying ‘Leave me here. Get the young men out first. I have lived my life. Please let them live theirs.”

We as Americans should be proud to have been served by men of honor such as these. Mr. Douglas, I salute you, sir.