Sipsey Street Irregulars: Heads up, Birmingham FBI.

Tuesday, July 24, 2012

Heads up, Birmingham FBI.

Hey all you Special Agents:

Remember the last time I got an Easter card full of brown and white powder that I made the mistake of calling the locals on? You know, the one that turned my neighborhood into a HAZMAT circus for several hours one day and brought out your representatives as well? Now, do you recall that I promised that the next time I got a suspicious package I would come down and deliver it to you at your Fort Apache headquarters downtown so it wouldn't frighten my neighbors?

Well, this moke says it's on the way.

Mike Vanderboegh

4 comments:

No Commies Allowed said...: Very considerate of you, Mike. A real "see and say" citizen action on your part. Just think of all the $$ you have saved the taxpayer. And photo opps look so much better in front of an FBI backdrop.; July 24, 2012 at 7:30 AM
FG said...: Please be sure to let us all in on what the "mystery gift" turns out to be.; July 24, 2012 at 10:47 AM
Torque said...: From "Love notes" to "Tokens of Love." So how does one go about getting so much esteem from the 'happy go lucky' everybody's opinion matters, equality for all, group hug crowd?
I have been a good citizen in raising awareness of F&F, 2A rights, materiel procurement and practical training. There are a number of local and state businesses that have gained brisk sales from my endorsement.
From many conversations from in person as well as email, all I get are blank stares, stuttering, upset stomachs with a helping of weltschmerz from those swimming in their denial.
I admit that no one in their right mind will want such negativity and interruptions in their daily/life's work. However, having feedback is better than no feedback. Then again, maybe you deflect crazy better than the best of us, and that's why get to be the vanguard. In this case, tip of the pen.

Cheers,

Torque; July 24, 2012 at 11:39 PM
Anonymous said...: If you smell something , say something .; July 25, 2012 at 12:50 AM

"Progress made under the shadow of the policeman's club is false progress."

I believe that liberty is the only genuinely valuable thing that men have invented, at least in the field of government, in a thousand years. I believe that it is better to be free than to be not free, even when the former is dangerous and the latter safe. I believe that the finest qualities of man can flourish only in free air – that progress made under the shadow of the policeman's club is false progress, and of no permanent value. I believe that any man who takes the liberty of another into his keeping is bound to become a tyrant, and that any man who yields up his liberty, in however slight the measure, is bound to become a slave. -- H.L. Mencken

"The Fate of Unborn Millions. . ."

"The time is now near at hand which must probably determine, whether Americans are to be, Freemen, or Slaves; whether they are to have any property they can call their own; whether their Houses, and Farms, are to be pillaged and destroyed, and they consigned to a State of Wretchedness from which no human efforts will probably deliver them. The fate of unborn Millions will now depend, under God, on the Courage and Conduct of this army-Our cruel and unrelenting Enemy leaves us no choice but a brave resistance, or the most abject submission; that is all we can expect-We have therefore to resolve to conquer or die." -- George Washington to his troops before the Battle of Long Island.

"We will not go gently . . ."

This is no small thing, to restore a republic after it has fallen into corruption. I have studied history for years and I cannot recall it ever happening. It may be that our task is impossible. Yet, if we do not try then how will we know it can't be done? And if we do not try, it most certainly won't be done. The Founders' Republic, and the larger war for western civilization, will be lost.

But I tell you this: We will not go gently into that bloody collectivist good night. Indeed, we will make with our defiance such a sound as ALL history from that day forward will be forced to note, even if they despise us in the writing of it.

And when we are gone, the scattered, free survivors hiding in the ruins of our once-great republic will sing of our deeds in forbidden songs, tending the flickering flame of individual liberty until it bursts forth again, as it must, generations later. We will live forever, like the Spartans at Thermopylae, in sacred memory.

-- Mike Vanderboegh, The Lessons of Mumbai:Death Cults, the "Socialism of Imbeciles" and Refusing to Submit, 1 December 2008

"A common language of resistance . . ."

"Colonial rebellions throughout the modern world have been acts of shared political imagination. Unless unhappy people develop the capacity to trust other unhappy people, protest remains a local affair easily silenced by traditional authority. Usually, however, a moment arrives when large numbers of men and women realize for the first time that they enjoy the support of strangers, ordinary people much like themselves who happen to live in distant places and whom under normal circumstances they would never meet. It is an intoxicating discovery. A common language of resistance suddenly opens to those who are most vulnerable to painful retribution the possibility of creating a new community. As the conviction of solidarity grows, parochial issues and aspirations merge imperceptibly with a compelling national agenda which only a short time before may have been the dream of only a few. For many Americans colonists this moment occurred late in the spring of 1774." -- T.H. Breen, The Marketplace of Revolution: How Consumer Politics Shaped American Independence, Oxford University Press, 2004, p.1.

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Heads up, Birmingham FBI.

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