The Revolution Is Here: Americans Take Back Their Country

pioneer-womenIt started on Wednesday. It happened out West on the farthest shores of our country. This time the shot heard around the world came in the form of two words and not two rounds from a musket. It stunned many. Few believed it could happen but it did. Now it will spread. It will do so because the American people who believe in equal justice for all have been pushed to the wall. These are the true Americans who believe we all should be on equal grounds: blacks, Indians, whites, Latinos, Asians, rich and poor.

It happened because this year we have two candidates to choose from to occupy the highest office of our country who are disliked by a majority of the people. It happened more particularly because one of those candidates has been afforded a special exemption from the laws that the rest of us must follow. We have seen there are some who are above the law.

The American people are not stupid. They live their lives seeking to be left alone. They conquered the continent on which they lived with the bravest going out into uncharted territories. Others followed. They sought to be left alone to do things as they felt right always in compact with their other neighbors in informal and sometimes formal pacts best called “you-leave-me-alone-and I’ll-leave-you-alone” pacts These were not necessarily written, although some were. They were made with an understanding that they will come together against anyone who threatens to violate their pact. Only in America could this pact be made where people living among each other could decide upon the terms under which they would live because the original Declaration of Independence and the Constitution that followed it made it possible.

These early trailblazers would be followed by the pioneer settlers who would take advantage of the opportunity to own land which existed in no other place on earth. Men and women worked hard and respected each other. Women fought aside their men: “Emigrant wagon trains carried “about one ‘gun’ to a wagon, those being mostly Western rifles, some few being shotguns,” an observer in 1856 Kansas noted. Since a frontier woman might be called on to help defend those around her, learning how to handle weapons was in her best interest; . . . “

These pioneers too would buy into the trailblazers’ pacts. All started with few material things and what they gained they did so from the sweat of their brows. It was in the West that women first gained the right to vote almost 50 years before the ratification of the 19th amendment. It was in the West that freedom was most appreciated. It is from the West that the freedom Revolution is coming.

A professor of politics and government of Illinois State University wrote in the NT Daily News that we should be scared of this Freedom Revolution for two reasons. He said the jury followed “their opinion and not the law.”  and he added “we are seeing a resurgence of the violence that was once endemic across the American West.” He then, as only a professor could, undermined his latter statement by pointing to three mostly non-violent movements.

I’m writing about the Bundy jury which said the two words that has started this new revolution: “NOT GUILTY.” It acquitted seven individuals who were charged with federal conspiracy. Unlike what the professor thinks jurors do have a right to disbelieve all the evidence presented to them especially if the people presenting it, in this case federal prosecutors, are not worthy of belief because they have set up two systems of justice.

Why they did it is simple. These jurors saw Comey refuse to charge Hillary Clinton. They recognized she is allowed to break the law. They knew there was nothing they could do about it or the corruption of the Department of Justice and the FBI in giving her impunity.

But they figured if the government is not going to treat all equally as our Constitution mandates then they will. They decided: All who violate the law will be set free until all who violate the law are punished. That is the American way. Equal justice for all.


4 thoughts on “The Revolution Is Here: Americans Take Back Their Country

  1. Grandmaster Flash – The Message Lyrics
    It’s like a jungle sometimes
    It makes me wonder how I keep from goin’ under

    Broken glass everywhere
    People pissin’ on the stairs, you know they just don’t care
    I can’t take the smell, can’t take the noise
    Got no money to move out, I guess I got no choice
    Rats in the front room, roaches in the back
    Junkies in the alley with the baseball bat
    I tried to get away but I couldn’t get far
    Cause a man with a tow truck repossessed my car

    Don’t push me cause I’m close to the edge
    I’m trying not to lose my head
    It’s like a jungle sometimes
    It makes me wonder how I keep from goin’ under

    Standin’ on the front stoop hangin’ out the window
    Watchin’ all the cars go by, roarin’ as the breezes blow
    Crazy lady, livin’ in a bag
    Eatin’ outta garbage pails, used to be a fag hag
    Said she’ll dance the tango, skip the light fandango
    A Zircon princess seemed to lost her senses
    show watchin’ all the creeps
    So she can tell her stories to the girls back home
    She went to the city and got social security
    She had to get a pimp, she couldn’t make it on her own


    It’s like a jungle sometimes
    It makes me wonder how I keep from goin’ under

    My brother’s doin’ bad, stole my mother’s TV
    Says she watches too much, it’s just not healthy
    All My Children in the daytime, Dallas at night
    Can’t even see the game or the Sugar Ray fight
    The bill collectors, they ring my phone
    And scare my wife when I’m not home
    Got a bum education, double-digit inflation
    Can’t take the train to the job, there’s a strike at the station
    Neon King Kong standin’ on my back
    Can’t stop to turn around, broke my sacroiliac
    A mid-range migraine, cancered membrane
    Sometimes I think I’m goin’ insane
    I swear I might hijack a plane!


    It’s like a jungle sometimes
    It makes me wonder how I keep from goin’ under

    My son said, Daddy, I don’t wanna go to school
    Cause the teacher’s a jerk, he must think I’m a fool
    And all the kids smoke reefer, I think it’d be cheaper
    If I just got a job, learned to be a street sweeper
    Or dance to the beat, shuffle my feet
    Wear a shirt and tie and run with the creeps
    Cause it’s all about money, ain’t a damn thing funny
    You got to have a con in this land of milk and honey
    They pushed that girl in front of the train
    Took her to the doctor, sewed her arm on again
    Stabbed that man right in his heart
    Gave him a transplant for a brand new start
    I can’t walk through the park cause it’s crazy after dark
    Keep my hand on my gun cause they got me on the run
    I feel like a outlaw, broke my last glass jaw
    Hear them say “You want some more?”
    Livin’ on a see-saw


    It’s like a jungle sometimes
    It makes me wonder how I keep from goin’ under

    A child is born with no state of mind
    Blind to the ways of mankind
    God is smilin’ on you but he’s frownin’ too
    Because only God knows what you’ll go through
    You’ll grow in the ghetto livin’ second-rate
    And your eyes will sing a song called deep hate
    The places you play and where you stay
    Looks like one great big alleyway
    You’ll admire all the number-book takers
    Thugs, pimps and pushers and the big money-makers
    Drivin’ big cars, spendin’ twenties and tens
    And you’ll wanna grow up to be just like them, huh
    Smugglers, scramblers, burglars, gamblers
    Pickpocket peddlers, even panhandlers
    You say I’m cool, huh, I’m no fool
    But then you wind up droppin’ outta high school
    Now you’re unemployed, all non-void
    Walkin’ round like you’re Pretty Boy Floyd
    Turned stick-up kid, but look what you done did
    Got sent up for a eight-year bid
    Now your manhood is took and you’re a Maytag
    Spend the next two years as a undercover fag
    Bein’ used and abused to serve like hell
    Til one day, you was found hung dead in the cell
    It was plain to see that your life was lost
    You was cold and your body swung back and forth
    But now your eyes sing the

    1. That tune is so ancient (1971).

      These days, Gil would be singing “Why Does the Revolution Cost so Much on Pay-Per-View?”

  2. “Why they did it is simple. These jurors saw Comey refuse to charge Hillary Clinton. They recognized she is allowed to break the law.”

    Matt, I was unaware that the jury came to a verdict by this sort of reasoning.

    With the Navy man bringing up the Hillary situation as a defense for his own actions (taking pictures of the insides of his submarine), and now this Bundy verdict, I suspect we begin to see a parade of the spectacular ramifications of Comey’s July announcement. Time to buy popcorn futures…or guns and ammo!

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