TRUMP CHOOSES MIKE PENCE AS VEEP
and
DOW-JONES INDUSTRIALS REACH ALL-TIME HIGH

SURRENDER, the WHITE HOUSE 

on November 8, 2016,

 or DOROTHY and her LITTLE DOG, 

will be cut to ribands, and fed 

to my Flying Monkeys.

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!

By the pricking of my thumbs

Something EVIL this way comes.

Do you agree, or do you just see this 

as wishful thinking on the part 

of diehard Conservatives?

Battling in the Darkness

Irrationality combined with spite

Laced with paranoid self-righteous zeal

Makes a combination hard to fight,

Since adversaries treat with nothing real.

Projection of self-doubt with willfulness

Combines to seal out decent, common sense.

So, even virtue shown with skillfulness

Cannot penetrate Obduracy’s defense.

Alas! The joy of honest thoughts exchanged

Is lost midst warring egotists stalemated ––

Entrenched by suppositions oft deranged ––

Employed to see all mutually berated.

Thus trapped in darkness blindly on we fight

Afraid to see our faults exposed to light.

~ FreeThinke

One Picture Worth 

At Least One-Hundred-Thousand Words

On the Folly of of Attempting to  “Incentivize” Hard-Core Recidivists Not to Return to Jail

"Those who would be kind to the cruel 

will inevitably be cruel to the kind.”

FACE IT. For whatever "reason" we have among us a large, apparently ever-expanding "underclass" of ineducable, unassimilable, anti-social BRUTE SAVAGES. They commit the vast majority of violent crimes –– most often among their own "families, friends and neighbors." Like the Islamaniacs, who kill fellow Muslims in wholesale lots in the Middle East, these people PREY on ONE ANOTHER. They are, however, a plague on ALL of society, and a powerful DETERRENT to genuine social progress.

I've tried to resist thinking this way for several decades, but most regrettably I've come to the conclusion, that this hard-core criminal class should be removed from society, and placed in heavily-guarded WORK CAMPS built in remote locations. They should not be verbally abused, harassed, starved, beaten, tortured or otherwise maltreated, but they should NOT be permitted to mix with decent, law-abiding citizens.

The naive, frankly moronic, quasi-demonic liberal-progressive assumption that CODDLING and INDULGENCE at PUBLIC EXPENSE should –– or even COULD –– eradicate this kind of societal blight is frankly insane. We've already spent untold BILLIONS –– possibly TRILLIONS by now –– bending over backwards to "help" this frankly hopeless sector –– to the detriment of our society as a whole, and GUESS WHAT?

The PROBLEM HAS ONLY GOTTEN MUCH, MUCH WORSE.

HILLIARY'S GREATEST HITS
Hear what's in store for you, America, if you support this vexatious virago.


DARKNESS LOOMS LARGE for AMERICA

Dark Victory

A Theme Song

for 

Klintona the Kackling Krook

Oh Ms Clinton was her name

Through the world she won her fame

Being handy with the gun

And she loved the men to maim

Cause she'd whip out her pistol

And shoot most any guy

Then sing out this alibi

I didn't know the gun was loaded

And I'm so sorry my friend

I didn't know the gun was loaded

And I'll never, ever do it again

But one night she made a slip

Shot the sheriff in the hip

So the law it took a hand

And made Ms Clinton take the stand

And she pled, 'oh your honor

I'll know you turn me loose

When you hear my one excuse'

I didn't know the gun was loaded

And I'm so sorry my friend

I didn't know the gun was loaded

And I'll never, ever do it again

Now the D’Rats all agreed

That Ms. Clinton should be freed

But Jim Comey's jealous wife

Was indignant (yes, indeed!)

So she borrowed a pistol

And shot this village belle

And sang as Ms. Clinton fell

I didn't know the gun was loaded

And I'm so sorry my friend

I didn't know the gun was loaded

And I'll never, ever do it again.

But Judge Jim Comey said,

“Even though you are my wife,

The law says you must pay

For the taking of a life,”

So he banged on the gavel,

And sentenced her to hang

Then the dying Ms Clinton sang

She knew darned well the gun was loaded

And she’s not sorry, my friend

She knew darned well the gun was loaded

And she’d gladly do it over again.

Her bite is even worse than her bark.

For those riddled with anxiety over the deeds and ultimate fate of Hillary Rodham Clinton take comfort please from Holy Writ

Psalm 94 (KJV)

God Is the Strength of His People

O LORD God, to whom vengeance belongs; O God, to whom vengeance belongs, show yourself.

Lift up yourself, you judge of the earth: render a reward to the proud.

LORD, how long shall the wicked, how long shall the wicked triumph?

How long shall they utter and speak hard things? and all the workers of iniquity boast themselves?

They break in pieces your people, O LORD, and afflict your heritage.

They slay the widow and the stranger, and murder the fatherless.

Yet they say, The LORD shall not see, neither shall the God of Jacob regard it.

Understand, you senseless among the people: and you fools, when will you be wise?

He that planted the ear, shall he not hear? he that formed the eye, shall he not see?

He that chastises the nations, shall he not correct? he that teaches man knowledge, shall he not know?

The LORD knows the thoughts of man, that they are vanity.

Blessed is the man whom you chasten, O LORD, and teach him out of your law;

That you may give him rest from the days of adversity, until the pit is dug for the wicked.

For the LORD will not cast off his people, neither will he forsake his inheritance.

But judgment shall return unto righteousness: and all the upright in heart shall follow it.

Who will rise up for me against the evildoers? or who will stand up for me against the workers of iniquity?

Unless the LORD had been my help, my soul had almost dwelt in silence.

When I said, My foot slips; your mercy, O LORD, held me up.

In the multitude of my thoughts within me your comforts delight my soul.

Shall the throne of iniquity have fellowship with you, which frames mischief by a law?

They gather themselves together against the soul of the righteous, and condemn the innocent blood.

But the LORD is my defense; and my God is the rock of my refuge.

And he shall bring upon them their own iniquity, and shall cut them off in their own wickedness; yea, the LORD our God shall cut them off.

Which Serves Us Best?

GRATITUDE? or CYNICISM?

As we approach Independence Day, please compare the words of “Hail, Columbia,” a once-popular patriotic song by Joseph Hopkinson, to the carryings in of the modern poet Alberto Terego, who came of age in the turbulent nineteen-sixties, and was obviously very much disenchanted with what he found.

Hail, Columbia, happy land!

Hail. ye heroes, heaven-born band,

Who fought and bled for freedom’s cause

Who fought and bled for freedom’s cause 

And when the storm of war was done

Enjoyed the peace your valor won.

Let independence be our boast,

Ever mindful what it cost,

Ever grateful for the prize,

Let it’s altar reach the skies.

Firm, united let us be

Rallying ‘round our liberty,

As a band of brothers joined,

Peace and safety we shall find.

~ § ~

Do you prefer that, or would you rather subscribe to the following “modernist” view of American patriotism?

Bashing the Navy blue of sky

fierce color whirls and thrusts itself 

in senseless patterns!

Loud noises crack and shrill 

in mockery of cannon shot.

Open-Mouthed, 

the “little folk”

sit and stare

forgetting each other 

in vapid contentment.

Sedentary buttocks spread and sag

in canvas deck chairs.

Ice cream-sticky, 

chocolate-covered children

gape and  giggle ––

whine and whimper.

Rolled in a rough blanket

adolescent lovers

mockingly tempt fate,

And cling to the destruction

of their sweetness.

Crack! and the sky fills 

with cruel white light.

Now, God can see

each family group

spread in shabby rows

Neatly spelling out ‘DEATH,”

punctuated with beer cans.

The flag has now flown

and dropped its burning stars

one by one to the ground.

No one listens as the band plays

the national anthem –– 

out of tune.

~ § ~

Which sort of thinking suits your brand of patriotism? Which would make glad the hearts of of John Adams, Ben Franklin and the others glad they bothered to risk all for the love of Principle and Freedom? They are gone now.We have only their words left to guide us, but just as it was with them it's up to each of us to choose what course we will take.  HINT: The paths of least resistance will never lead us toward Liberty and Justice, but only to Chains and Slavery.

As befits the present fragile, fearfully tenuous condition of the nation today we've having a SOMBER - CONTEMPLATIVE - SUPPLICATORY  - and PRAYERFUL observance of INDEPENDENCE DAY WEEKEND here at FreeThinke's blogspot.

This does not mean expressions of joy and good humor are not welcome, but it does mean that mockery, cynical sneering and mindless, partisan BOILERPLATE –– from either side of the aisle –– will either be deleted or denounced.

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