Life -- for those
deemed worthy -- ditto for liberty, and the pursuit
of all the marbles
June 23, 2005
By Julie Kay Smithson
Terri Schiavo's dehydration murder on March 31,
unlimited imprisonment for many not even
charged with crimes -- and conversely, no time
behind bars for those guilty of crimes against the
sacredness of life and property rights, i.e., freedom -- and
greed gone mad.
Three rings, all right, but it's no circus.
Is this 2005, or have we, like Alice in Wonderland,
stepped through the looking glass and landed smack dab
in the middle of the Book of Revelations?
So few dare call the perpetrators traitors.
Merriam-Webster's Ninth New Collegiate Dictionary
defines traitor: One who betrays another's trust
or is false to an obligation or duty.
Example One: Florida's governor feigns helplessness
while a man kills his wife before the eyes of the whole
world by having a blind judge sanction removal of all
Example Two: Ohio's governor Taft squirms like an
earthworm suddenly pulled from the damp, dark earth and
tossed onto a summer sidewalk. He pretends to know
nothing about the hundreds of millions of dollars
"lost" in ill-gotten gains by a high-risk
stock broker, while Ohio's bureau of workers'
compensation and school pension funds are
sacrificed on the altar of greed. He has regularly
dipped into the taxpayers' pockets to fund his trips --
for not one or two, but 35-50 golf outings.
Example Three: The highest court in the land has
snatched the marbles of property rights from those who
worked hard to own their own homes -- and handed all the
marbles to "the nimblest bribers."
Greed brooks no interference, though it is the worst
addiction of all.
Every warning about opening Pandora's Box has been
proven true -- including how difficult it will be to get
the lid back on once it's been pried off.
America's raiment of freedom is being stripped from her
and the thieves are gambling on it, all the while
professing to be at the foot of the cross.
They are, in fact, at the foot of the cross.
The storm clouds are gathering; a chill wind will soon blow.
Soon it will be dark at midday and they will flee in
abject terror from the bitter fruits of their labors.
Good will win and Satan will lose, but so many still
follow the wrong leader.
It is such a simple choice -- you can only follow one