Just got back from having a nail pulled from my tire, and listened to AM 570 on the way. The Schnitt Show. Never heard the guy before. They were talking about Obama’s speech to the U.N. today.

I am disgusted, yet again with BHO’s personal apology tour.

This part of the conversation threw me for a loop: A couple of callers who were Jewish rang in. The discussion covered everything from the speech to the nuclear capabilities of Iran. Then they started to talk about “3 1/2 years” and how that coincides as an important countdown on three major religious calendars.

This is what got me:  Muslims WANT a major war with Israel so that their Messiah will come? Christians want the war to start too? And Muslims hope that the 1/3 of the people who will be destroyed will be mostly Jews and Christians?

Are you people out of your mind?? Do you realized that 1/3 of the population of this planet is over 2 billion people? That is over 1,000 times more destruction than what we saw with the tsunami which hit Indonesia a few years ago.

Are you all prepared to meet your G-d? Are you sufficiently prepared? Have you rid yourselves of all uncleanness?

You people are out of your mind. Who in their right senses would try to force a prophecy like that to occur? 

If this is a growing sentiment among the people of this planet, we are in deep, deep trouble.

We, as Americans should do everything in our power to protect the Jewish people from hate mongers. None of us, myself included, is prepared for the horrible destructions predicted in scripture to be fulfilled. WE ARE NOT READY. And we should never be trying to MAKE it happen by allowing Iran to nuke Israel.

What is wrong with people?

If I could move to Israel and join the IDF, I would. May G-d save them.

And to those of you who noticed but didn’t know why I did it, my special punctuation is in respect of them… My Jewish brothers.

Glenn Beck’s Common Sense: The Case Against an Out-of-Control Government, Inspired by Thomas Paine by Glenn Beck

My rating: 5 of 5 stars
This book GREATLY impressed me. And it made me very, very angry about the corruption in our government. So much so that I attended the Tea Party gathering at the state capital building today (9/12/09), something I have never done before. Rallies and protests are not generally in my nature. But I have had enough.

I have a word to say to every Senator and Representative in this country: A sleeping giant is awakening. In 2010 and 2012, every single one of you who will not uphold the Constitution, who insists on turning a blind eye to corruption in our government, who refuses to force the Federal Government to stop spending away the futures of our children and grandchildren — WE ARE GOING TO GET RID OF EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU. I hope you like your new job flipping burgers or running a taco stand.

LONG LIVE THE REPUBLIC!

Glenn Beck: Keep up the good work!

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Utah State Attorney General Mark Shurtleff’s ground-breaking new novel, “Am I Not A Man: The Dred Scott Story” is now available for preorder at a reduced price.

An illiterate slave, Dred Scott trusted in an all-white, slave-owning jury to declare him free. But after briefly experiencing the glory of freedom and manhood, a new state Supreme Court ordered the cold steel of the shackles to be closed again around his wrists and ankles. Falling to his knees, Dred cried, “Ain’t I a man?” Dred answered his own question by rising and taking his fight to the U.S. Supreme Court.

Dred ultimately lost his epic battle when the Chief Justice declared that a black man was so inferior that he had “no rights a white man was bound to respect.”

Dred died not knowing that his undying courage led directly to the election of President Abraham Lincoln and the emancipation proclamation.

Dred Scott’s inspiring and compelling true story of adventure, courage, love, hatred, and friendship parallels the history of this nation from the long night of slavery to the narrow crack in the door that would ultimately lead to freedom and equality for all men.

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I am very excited to get my hands on a copy of this book. In our day where judicial activism seems to be rampant and the Constitution of the United States is frequently trampled by those grasping for power, I think the subject matter of this book is very timely. After you read the book, swing back by here later and tell me what you thought of it.

Two interesting things happened today.

Number one: I was reminded that the 65th anniversary of D-Day, the day when the Allies stormed the beaches at Normandy, France, is just around the corner. June 6th, 1944. The process of Freedom and Liberation from Nazi Germany began in Europe that day.

Number two: I listened to Sean Hannity describe events surrounding Mr. Obama’s visit(s) to the Middle East, and it made me very angry.

I served a mission for my church from March 1986- February 1988 in the Geneva, Switzerland Mission. My entire mission was spent in France. Early in my mission I happened to be at the Mission Training Center in Provo, Utah on April 14th, 1986. I heard about France (and other countries) not letting the US planes fly over their countries on their mission to send an anti-terrorism message to Libya. Our planes had to fly around the Strait of Gibraltar. Our country was not happy about that.

As I left the MTC, I wondered: What do these French people really think of us? Do they hate us? Why did they not let us fly over? I thought we were allies?

When I got there, I learned that the French Government was Socialist. And not as friendly as they used to be. I suppose I was a little naive. Probably didn’t pay enough attention in my High School Government class.

But I also learned that not all of the citizens had forgotten what happened in World War II.

I believe this occurred early in my mission, not long after I arrived in Chambery. Memory of the Libya incident was still very fresh in the minds of the people. I was walking down sidewalk with my missionary companion, traveling alongside a busy street. On the other side of the street, and walking in the opposite direction, an older gentleman (at the time probably about 60-some years old) seemed to notice us. I watched as he stopped, checked for traffic, and jaywalked across the middle of the street.

He shook my hand, and spoke in fairly good English.

“I am very sorry for my government not letting your planes fly over to go to Libya. Please do not think that all French people are against America. I want to thank you. You two boys are too young to remember this, but I remember it. If it were not for the Allies, our country would still be in the hands of the Germans. I am sorry! I love America!”

The words here are not exact, nor are they complete, but the sentiments and the message is right on target to the best of my ability to recall parts of that conversation. His handshake . . . his thanking me . . . his apology for his government . . . the fact that he went out of his way to cross the street to apologize . . . all of this touched me deeply. I have thought about it many times over the years which have passed since that day.

That is what America is. America the brave. America the liberator. America the servant of all. Did we have to go into France? No. We could have left them to the Germans. But we did not. America did the right thing. Millions of lives were blessed because of the sacrifices made by my Grandfather’s generation. The Greatest Generation, as they have been called. Those brave men and women who participated in the 1940s were angels of mercy to the entire world.

What does this have to do with what I heard today on the radio? It reminds me of a few things:

A picture I saw with Mr. Obama bowing before the Saudi King, and then all of his recent statements and speeches before kings and presidents and rulers of other countries, where he constantly apologizes for America.

I believe this old French gentleman, if he is still alive, is offended. He hasn’t forgotten. He told us to not forget. He thanked me. And thinking about what my Grandfather’s generation did for this man, his family, and his fellow countrymen STILL tugs at my heart and threatens a tear in my eye as I reflect on it.

I want to thank that old Frenchman. He did me a great patriotic service by taking the time to show his gratitude.

I know the United States of America is not perfect. We as a people have A LOT to improve on. Many things to repent of. A great need to earn our place again in the world as a servant and protector of liberty. But America is still a great nation. And because of my feelings for this Nation, I have just one message for the man who calls himself President of the United States today:

Mr. Barack Hussein Obama: You disgust me.

I hope we haven’t forgotten.

Do you remember the feeling you had on that special 4th of July parade? Do you remember the silent respect given as the color guard marched by? How many hands placed over hearts did you count? Do you remember the lump in your throat when you joined them to place your hand over your heart?

I remember.

I have never seen so many flags. Flags on window mounts, flags as magnets, flags on signs, flags on makeshift poles mounted in truck beds, flags stuck into the grass, flags as pins on shirts, flags on hats, flags in the hands of children.

Do you remember the troops, all dressed in their new sand-colored fatigues? Do you remember the sound of their boots upon the pavement? Do you remember the clapping of the crowd, and the cheers, and the shaky salutes from the old legionnaires as the young soldiers passed by?

I remember.

I realize that this day, Memorial Day, has become a day to remember all of our loved ones who have passed on. We remember them for their love, for what they taught us, the ways that they touched our hearts, and the empty space that they left when we lost them. Let us remember and honor them today.

But much like the 4th of July, this day is also a day that I think about those who have protected our freedoms.

I will be forever grateful for their service and sacrifice.

If you haven’t done so already, don’t forget to put out your flag!