Sipsey Street Irregulars: Work weekend off to good start.

Saturday, February 6, 2016

Work weekend off to good start.

Bob Wright and a couple of his stout-hearted men came from New Mexico and we also had volunteers from Tennessee, Georgia and Mississippi yesterday. They removed all the vegetation from the front of the house (Rosey was thrilled when she got home from work) and began work on the back. Will try to take some before/during and after photos today. We'll get going at 0800 hours Central this morning on the back yard and see how much we can accomplish, although I use the "we" with some imprecision because it is all I can do to stumble around giving guidance and encouragement. God bless you all for your support, one way or the other. It is humbling beyond belief.

5 comments:

Uncle Elmo said...: Mike- Doesn't the line from 'It's a Wonderful Life' go something like "No man is poor that has friends"? That would make you a rich man indeed!

I'm looking forward to the pictures, Friend.; February 6, 2016 at 7:32 AM
Backwoods Engineer said...: Won't get there by 0800, but would like to help. Have been trying to contact you by email, to no avail. Assuming the address I found via Google is good.; February 6, 2016 at 7:32 AM
BZZZzzz... What said...: Cuz so many gun crimes are being committed by thugs with lathes/calipers!; February 6, 2016 at 7:50 AM
Dakota said...: Very glad that things are getting done for you and Rosie. I wish there was some way I could have been there to help. God bless all those who took time out and had the resources to travel. My prayers are with you Mike.; February 6, 2016 at 1:59 PM
Anonymous said...: We were honored to be a part of the work days.
Hoping that it is a big help to your whole family.
God bless you.
sunny; February 6, 2016 at 7:03 PM

"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.

Sipsey Street Irregulars

Saturday, February 6, 2016

Work weekend off to good start.

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