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August 27, 2005

Was the 15th President of the United States a Homosexual?

by Joshua Minton

...Jessica Hart lays down a compelling argument that James Buchanan was a pole slider before firehouses were even invented.

You know what, it wouldn't change my mind about him one iota because he was really one of those No Man's Land Presidents between Jackson and Lincoln (he was, in fact, the guy Lincoln took over power from).

Now, imagine what the Civil War would have been like with a gay President at the helm!

We'd be Canada...(just kidding, for my Canadian readers--without Canada, we'd have no X-Files)

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August 19, 2005

Are You Ready to Have Your Heart Broken?

by Joshua Minton

I mentioned in a previous post about how I had broken out my copy of The Civil War by Ken Burns. Well, I forget about it every time and every time I end up in deep sobs when the narrator recites exerpts from the letter written by Major Sullivan Ballou, Second Regiment of Rhode Island Volunteers, to his wife Sarah on the eve of going into the Battle of Bull Run or Manassas as its still called in the south.

The entire letter can be found here, but here are the best parts:

My very dear Sarah:

The indications are very strong that we shall move in a few days — perhaps tomorrow. Lest I should not be able to write you again, I feel impelled to write lines that may fall under your eye when I shall be no more.

If it is necessary that I should fall on the battlefield for my country, I am ready. I have no misgivings about, or lack of confidence in, the cause in which I am engaged, and my courage does not halt or falter. I know how strongly American Civilization now leans upon the triumph of the Government, and how great a debt we owe to those who went before us through the blood and suffering of the Revolution. And I am willing — perfectly willing — to lay down all my joys in this life, to help maintain this Government, and to pay that debt.

But, my dear wife, when I know that with my own joys I lay down nearly all of yours, and replace them in this life with cares and sorrows — when, after having eaten for long years the bitter fruit of orphanage myself, I must offer it as their only sustenance to my dear little children — is it weak or dishonorable, while the banner of my purpose floats calmly and proudly in the breeze, that my unbounded love for you, my darling wife and children, should struggle in fierce, though useless, contest with my love of country?

Sarah, my love for you is deathless, it seems to bind me to you with mighty cables that nothing but Omnipotence could break; and yet my love of Country comes over me like a strong wind and bears me irresistibly on with all these chains to the battlefield.

The memories of the blissful moments I have spent with you come creeping over me, and I feel most gratified to God and to you that I have enjoyed them so long. And hard it is for me to give them up and burn to ashes the hopes of future years, when God willing, we might still have lived and loved together, and seen our sons grow up to honorable manhood around us.

Forgive my many faults, and the many pains I have caused you. How thoughtless and foolish I have oftentimes been! How gladly would I wash out with my tears every little spot upon your happiness, and struggle with all the misfortune of this world, to shield you and my children from harm. But I cannot. I must watch you from the spirit land and hover near you, while you buffet the storms with your precious little freight, and wait with sad patience till we meet to part no more.

But, O Sarah! If the dead can come back to this earth and flit unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the garish day and in the darkest night — amidst your happiest scenes and gloomiest hours — always, always; and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheek, it shall be my breath; or the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by.

Sarah, do not mourn me dead; think I am gone and wait for thee, for we shall meet again.

As for my little boys, they will grow as I have done, and never know a father's love and care. Sarah, I have unlimited confidence in your maternal care and your development of their characters. O Sarah, I wait for you there! Come to me, and lead thither my children.

Sullivan

He was killed one week later and the war had barely gotten started.

The good news is that the American soldier is still made of this stern stuff and still knows what sacrifices liberty demands and is still willing to make those sacrifices.

Pray for the American soldier and pray for the emancipation of individual liberty in the Third World for it is the only thing that can save our species from utter and total decimation.

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August 14, 2005

"Who is John Gault" Revisited and The Only Way I'll Discuss Race with Black People

by Joshua Minton

Since having purchased an Ipod, I have been able to renew my love affair with Audible and hence with Ayn Rand the only two books she wrote that I've found anything of worth in (and much worth hath I found in those indeed).

I had never even heard of Ayn Rand until I started dating my wife in college. She had seen the book in the bookstore one day, read the back cover and became convinced that it was something she needed to read. She was a feminist at that time and assumed (oh so very wrongly) that this book would help justify that mindset. So, I bought her the hard backed anniversary version of Atlas Shrugged that had just come out that year.

She read about half of it and started talking to me about it.

I had recently had a full political conversion from a mindless liberal pumping my fist to the rhythms of corporatized rebellion being marketed as revolution (Rage Against the Machine, Nine Inch Nails, etc.--need I go on?) and this book sounded mysterious enough to warrant further examination.

So, we got the audio tape version of Atlas from the library. It was like 62 cassettes long and we listened to every one. This book changed my life in many ways politically and crystallized quite a few core values. Of course, Rand was a staunch atheist so I break with her worldview there.

But the Francisco D'Anconia speech about money is the greatest weapon I was ever given to use in any economic discussion with any mindless liberal. I don't discuss economics with liberals I don't know unless they've read this speech, if not the entire book. 9 out of 10 won't be liberals any longer if they have one ounce of sense that god gave a flea scratching hound dog.

In the same vein, I never discuss race with black people I don't know, if they haven't first read Up from Slavery by Booker T. Washington who is, I believe, the greatest teacher of color, if not one of the greatest teachers of humanity in the past 200 years. I believe that a reading of this book brings a level of humility to both sides in what has become a politicized and beauracratized cess pool of divisive figures and ignorant minds.

So there you have it, two ground rules of discussion on this blog. If you want to confront me on these issues when I comment on them, I will ask if you have read either of these two books and if you haven't, you'll get the open palm in your face until you come back humbled with knowledge and an open attitude of willingness to discuss.

I'm not saying I'm always right but I do know something about the equal exchange of information and emotion to reach a common understanding and these books are only two lines I draw in the sand of informational interaction.

Heed them when you walk these shores in cyberspace.

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August 12, 2005

I Find This Fascinating...

by Joshua Minton

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"Researchers in the US believe they have come closer to solving a centuries-old mystery - by deciphering knotted string used by the ancient Incas.

Experts say one bunch of knots appears to identify a city, marking the first intelligible word from the extinct South American civilisation."

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August 9, 2005

A Eulogy for Honor: To the Veterans of the Second World War

by Joshua Minton

I originally published this in 2002 and it was picked up by a group of WWII vets who read it at their annual meeting in Las Vegas.


We are losing you. You, who boarded ships on both coasts of this city on a hill, and traveled to the other side of the planet to defend something that wasn’t your responsibility but would be if you hadn’t acted. You, who paid the highest price man can offer fellow man, so that children who spoke unintelligible languages to you would see a day where the work they performed was their own choice. You, who filled fox holes in Bastogne, caves in Okinawa, and the skies above France on that Day of Days to drive the vehicle of American Justice straight into the fire den of the demon’s home. You are slipping from the fingers of a grateful nation that has held you, comfortable, in a clenched fist for over half a century now.

Know that there are Americans whose hearts swell and whose eyes flood with tears every time yours’ do when speaking of the noble sacrifices you witnessed daily in the early part of that fateful decade that claimed so many human lives throughout the world. There are those of us who hold you as a hallmark in our minds of what level of greatness can be achieved in the mortal life of man. There is not enough metal produced in the hearts of stars to create enough statues to honor what you accomplished and what you gave up so that others may experience and take for granted that which you so nobly deferred in the interests of yourselves and your fellow man, that they be given the right to choose the paths of their own lives and that you may preserve your right to do so.

What you have given us is all that one human being can do for another; preserve their right to choose and interfere only when that right is being infringed upon by others. We will miss your wise eyes and the pain you have carried around, nestled in each wrinkle on your beautiful faces, however scarred and frowned they may be as you look upon a generation who seems to obfuscate and pass over the sacrifices you have made.

And there are Americans whose hearts fill with viscous anger when they hear the despicable lack of support from countries like France and Germany where thousands of your comrades' bodies lay buried under white crosses, when the former country's last military action was loading human beings on cargo trains to be enslaved, tortured, murdered in mass quantities and burned like timbers; and the latter country who will wear a stain of blood for a thousand years to come, but whose people have been given the right to choose their own lives, apart from this shameful past, much like America and the choice we have made in regards to our sins of slavery and segregation. We do not choose to grieve your loss, now numbering in the thousands every year. Instead, we choose to celebrate and honor your lives of accomplishment and sacrifice, and the sacrifice of all veterans that have supported the flag of liberty, even in dubious circumstances.

This is a eulogy in honor of sacrifice and pride, but not a eulogy for honor and sacrifice. We are your sons, daughters, grandsons, and granddaughters. We have listened and learned from your stories. We have loved you for the people you were and the people you have made us into. We will wear your memory as badges of honor for generations to come. We will flower your tombstones with roses and blood if necessary, to honor that which you too sacrificed on our behalf. Words hold little value to groups, so allow this to be directed to each of you as individuals. We love you. We honor you. We will cherish your memory forever.

Thank you for our freedom.

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August 1, 2005

A Roman Road that was Used Heavily for 2,000 Years is Now Being Excavated

by Joshua Minton

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I can't wait to see the Discovery channel show on this. There should be some way that the archeologists performing these digs can build up popular support by offering web-based short films similar to what George Lucas and Peter Jackson did for Star Wars and the Rings trilogy.

Of course, they may have this now. If anyone knows of such a thing, please drop us a comment here so we can check them out.

Spank You Very Much, Egghead Scientists Who Help Us Learn More About Today and Tomorrow by Closely Studying the Past

Hat tip to Fark.com

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