Sipsey Street Irregulars: Apologies for my absence, but I just spent four of the worst back-to-back days since this process began.

Tuesday, February 23, 2016

Apologies for my absence, but I just spent four of the worst back-to-back days since this process began.

To call this "tumor fatigue" doesn't do it justice. It leaves me so debilitated that I cannot drag my carcass up and down the stairs. I have hundreds of emails to process, so if you sent me one do not be surprised if it takes a while to answer. I'll try to have a few posts later today.

13 comments:

Anonymous said...: Glad you're still with us. Prayers sent.; February 23, 2016 at 4:56 AM
Anonymous said...: Prayers for you sir. You are an inspiration. Thank you.; February 23, 2016 at 5:40 AM
Anonymous said...: Mike, I'm sure the regulars here know what you are going through, so you need not apologize to any one. The only thing you are responsible to now is your health. Take one day at a time, and don't worry about keeping up with the blog. You've already done 1000 times more than anyone could ever expect. You and Rosie are in my prayers.; February 23, 2016 at 7:10 AM
Anonymous said...: Mike, you and your family are always in my prayers every day.; February 23, 2016 at 8:29 AM
FSHB said...: Dutchman, Mike, there are many important things to do, many more than you can possibly accomplish in your allotted days. Email really is going to have to sink in priority at this point. The best use of your time at this point is showing your family how much they mean to you. When you face your maker, you want to give a good report, and how you treated those you love is going to be very high on the list at that point.

FSHB; February 23, 2016 at 8:46 AM
Anonymous said...: I must say that I admire you for your commitment to your convictions, Thank God you are on our side!; February 23, 2016 at 9:26 AM
Chiu ChunLing said...: We're sorry to put you through all these increasingly ridiculous political charades, when you should be free to focus on more eternal concerns. Or at least, I'm a bit sorry for it.

But I'm also a bit inspired by your willingness to keep fighting against all odds. I think I'm not alone in that.; February 23, 2016 at 10:53 AM
Anonymous said...: Dutchman 6 so glad to see you ! I can't fathom what you go through on a daily basis. Just know many are praying and thinking of you. Behind enemy lines Ct.; February 23, 2016 at 12:14 PM
Nemesis said...: I'm a patient person Mike, take your time and work at your own pace.; February 23, 2016 at 3:15 PM
prambo said...: Prayers to you and your family, Mike.

Your strength is amazing - spend it on being with Rosie and your loved ones.

Always thinking of you.

From The 'Hood in the Northern Wood of NYS; February 23, 2016 at 3:32 PM
Anonymous said...: When is the funeral?; February 23, 2016 at 4:31 PM
Anonymous said...: Burning the candle at both ends does make it shine brighter ...

... but we do need your good self for a while longer!

Kiwi III; February 23, 2016 at 7:16 PM
Klaude Flaugstein said...: We are praying for you and your family. Know that we WILL keep up the good fight, just as you have, right up to the end, when we will join you in His Eternal Grace. God Bless You.; February 24, 2016 at 7:07 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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Tuesday, February 23, 2016

Apologies for my absence, but I just spent four of the worst back-to-back days since this process began.

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