America Loves Death On A Par With islam

“We love death more than you love life!”  We have heard it from every mouthpiece of islam alive.  And that is exactly the message the Obama administration has sent before and is sending now by apologizing and bowing to the demands of the death cult that is islam with regard to the koran burnings a few weeks ago.  We are but a breath away from total capatulation to the will of ‘allah.’

It behooves ‘we the people’ to ask ourselves if this is the epitaph we will allow our administration to write for this great country?

What does a Koran cost? You can get a full color one for the Kindle for only 99 cents, just don’t expect it to feature any pictures of old Mo. If you want to go deluxe, you can get a hardcover edition that runs three different translations side by side for around 40 bucks.

But if you want to be more practical about it, the price of a Koran is the lives of six American soldiers.

That butcher’s bill doesn’t count the soldiers who burned the Korans, who despite following procedure will be penalized on orders of the White House which thinks that punishing American soldiers will somehow satisfy the Koran fueled bloodlust of men who aren’t satisfied with their corpses.

Please, please read every word – The Price Of A Koran by Daniel Greenfield

The moment that the punishment (no matter how severe) of the five soldiers is revealed will be the moment the next wave of rage begins.  Shortly after, the body count of American soldiers, dead because of this incident, will increase.  The animals are planning their revenge even now.  Count on it.

From where I sit, I see nothing in islam that embraces any of the same values that the West shares be it animals or women or children or tombstones.  The picture below was taken last week.  Tis the season for dogfights in Afghanistan and there are several quotes from those salivating in the wings for the next round.  The incident in the video below also happened as a result of the POS book burning.  As I said – our values are worlds apart.

“We want the Afghan government to bring the people who did this to us. We will kill them ourselves.”

“Even if the people who did this are prosecuted. The anger will never, ever go away. It will always be stuck in my heart.”

“When we watch these dogs it’s a way of expressing our anger against the Americans. We think the Americans are being attacked.”

“We call the dogs who lose Americans. We are furious about the Korans.”

We Call The Dogs Who Lose Americans

h/t FlippinTheRaya




It is time for our allies to go home.  It is time to bring our sons and daughters home.  They are going to be needed here in a very short time.


I Have No Gold – But I Do Know A Genius!

Around the water cooler on Thursday John asked had we been reading about the surrounding mountains to be closed to traffic in the event that our government declared martial law?  “Preppers” prepping for the chaos of economic failure and government takeover.  He said – no one will be able to escape to the mountains.  Those already there will lock and load – and there will be no further entrance allowed.

Yes, this post is completely unrelated to the majority of this site, but it is about a problem that has been bugging me for months and maybe you too, so I’m willing to risk anyone calling me an alarmist in order to pass one little idea on to you.

Spouse and I have on several occasions discussed should we prepare (doom/gloom/boom) by cashing out what little savings we have in the bank, and stash it under a pillow.  The conclusion is that it would be a waste of time.  The dollar would become so devalued as to be of no use at all.

We listen to talk shows that advertise buying gold.  Gold is above our pay grade but even if it wasn’t, and even if government didn’t confiscate it, how does a person cash in a gold brick?  And where would one store it?  Not in a bank box that’s for sure.  If the worst happens government will close the banks and take what they please.  Make a trip to Lowes (definitely Lowes) and buy some thick PVC pipe and bury it in the back yard where a metal detector couldn’t find it?  Ok, fine, but still again, it would be a little hard to try to trade or barter holding a lump of gold!  There are those much smarter than me who would know how to travel that road but truly it is just not one of our choices.

Back at the water cooler.  Forest, another co-worker, popped in on the conversation and that is when I knew there was at least one other alternative to the cash/gold dilemma.  With a face serious as a heart attack he said – “I have this idea that if we are faced with martial law, I’m going to take $20,000.00 and go to the liquor store and load myself up on whisky and cigarettes!”

Seconds after I started laughing it hit me like a brick of gold.  Genius.  Pure genius!  There – is – virtually – nothing – that – couldn’t – be – bartered – for – with – whisky and cigs!

Just an idea folks, just an idea.  Oh yeah, and Canucks to substitute appropriate “brand” of smoke, of course!  🙂


How about something a little lighter now after that downer of a subject?  Kind of an old classic believe it or not!


Brian A. Terry – End of Watch December 15, 2010


Born: August 11, 1970 ~ End of Watch December 15, 2010


“One year ago tonight, Border Patrol Agent Brian Terry with his small team highly specialized BORTAC agents, decended upon Peck Canyon, a remote and dangerous area in the Ariona desert known for Mexican drug cartel activity.  That night a drug smuggling crew was trafficing a load through the valley, a rip crew, a group of men who steal drug loads for profit, was waiting for them.  Rip crews are known as some of the most violent criminals operating in our desert.  The Border Patrol agents fired a non-lethal bean bag warning shot at the crew, the rip crew returned live AK-47 fire.  Brian Terry was hit in the back below the shoulder.  Just after midnight, Brian was dead.

It turns out, the gun used to kill Brian came from the Obama Justice Department thru Operation Fast and Furious.”  Katie Pavlich/

The Gunwalker scandal is continually updated at Sipsey Street Irregulars


We must, must not let this man go gently into the night.