Big Week in the US Senate

This week will tell the tale on the Supreme Court nominees to come before the Senate in the next few months. Word is quietly filtering thru Washington, and the Republican ranks, that there will be two Supreme Court Justices retiring soon after this term of the Court ends. So what happens this week in the US Senate will decide whether Conservatives get their Conservative Justices confirmed to the Supreme Court, or not.

Senator Bill Frist, the Majority Leader in the Senate, has said he will bring one of President Bush’s nominee’s to the federal bench before the full Senate this week. If that happens, we will see the so-called “nuclear option” finally brought into play. Simply put, it would not allow filibustering of judicial nominees.

If the current nominees to the Federal Bench get thru the Senate, and are confirmed, the Democrats fear the President will choose two of them as the new Supreme Court Justices… and as they will have already been confirmed once, by the full Senate, it will be nearly impossible for the Democrats to stop them from gaining their seats on the Supreme Court. Republicans will have effectively broken the liberal stranglehold on the Supreme Court. Once the Supreme Court has been set free of the Left’s grasp, they, the Left, will be completely out of power. The courts are the last bastion of Leftist power left in the US government. The Left has used the Federal Courts as their “legislature” for too many years and have instituted laws, by judicial fiat, in this country, which have no basis in the Constitution. It is well past time this be corrected.

We will know, this week, if the Republicans, we conservatives sent to the Senate, are serious about governing, or are too scared to govern. If it turns out to be the latter, we recommend they take early retirement… or we will do it for them at the next election.

Your Obedient Servant,

“Longstreet”

Pres. Bush Refuses to Seal Southern US Border.

I see news accounts referring to the US sealing the Syrian/Iraqi border and how successful that has been. That border needs sealing; there is no question about that. But there is another border which is causing many Americans far more concern that the Iraqi/Syrian border, and that’s our southern border between Mexico and the US.

It is now as plain as the nose on your face it is the Bush Administration stopping the enforcement of border laws and encouraging the US Border patrol to allow those illegal Immigrants into the country. It has to stop. There is simply no reason we can’t assign the duty of guarding the border to National Guard troops or Army Reserve troops. If that is not allowed under the “Posse Comitatus” law, then we should create a “Home Guard” to do nothing but seal our borders.

The embarrassment caused the Border Patrol and the Administration by the Minutemen will not go unpunished… for long. I expect those Minute Men to be arrested for “interfering with a law enforcement officer in the performance of his duties” at any time now. It will be payback time for the Border Patrol and the current Administration in Washington.

The safety of the citizens of the US is in Jeopardy. If the Republicans will not see to the security of their own constituents, them we do not need them in power in the nations government. The Democrats have proven themselves just as bad.

Further, I want to see employers of illegal aliens put in jail. They know, when they hire them, they are illegal. There simply is no excuse for that. Put them in jail along with the illegals.

Americans are quickly reaching the point of endorsing concertina wire and land mines along our southern border. We are being over run with illegals from every country under the sun. The southern border is an open door. If we keep it open we are going to pay the price.

I’d hate to see a mushroom cloud over Chicago, or Atlanta, or some other great city in America. But there is much evidence which points to terrorists successfully gaining entrance into the US across the wide-open Southern Border. What are they bringing with them… a suitcase nuke? We don’t know. It’s past time to stop it.

We here at Insight, urge you to write your Congressmen and Senators and tell them to lean on the Administration to seal or Southern Border.

You can bet this will be a campaign issue next Presidential election, as well it should be!

Your Obedient Servant,

“Longstreet”

The Sons and Daughters of Heroes

In just a few brief hours, I will be taking part in a Confederate Memorial Day Celebration here in North Carolina.

Many of us will stand misty-eyed as the Confederate Battle Flag is run up the flagpole at our county’s courthouse. The flag, actually the Confederate Naval Jack, will fly proudly in the breeze until our activities for the day are finished. A “color guard” will raise the flag, lovingly, and with reverence, this morning. A 21-gun salute will be fired by the detachment of Confederate re-enactors as the flag reaches its destination high atop the staff. The unfurling of the St. Andrew’s Cross against the Carolina blue sky is a sight to behold. As the troops march away to other activities for the day, a lone guard will march unceasingly, back and forth, by the flag laden staff, for the duration of the Confederate Memorial Day event on this beautiful May morning in North Carolina.

Most of us gathered at the Courthouse will retire to a picturesque cemetery on the outskirts of town where the service of remembrance will be held. Soon the old cemetery will be teeming with tarheels, both young and old, some in their Sunday best, and other in jeans and sport shirts, and even some in shorts and sandals. A common thread runs thru the ranks of the onlookers. They are Southerners, and as such, feel a deep-seated need to show appreciation for the sacrifice made by the legendary men of the Confederate Armed Forces, The Confederate Army, the Confederate Navy, and the Confederate Marine Corp. Nearly every one of those people gathered in the cemetery today will have direct blood and DNA links to the Confederate Veterans who lie cradled in the loving arms of the Southern soil from which they came.

Confederate Memorial Day, here, is always a day of solemn, dignified, services complete with Southern patriotic speeches, and “wreath laying” at Confederate tombs, Confederate Re-enactors marching, and wheeling, and firing their replicated weapons… all in honor of the epic deeds of the men of the Confederate Armed Forces and their unequaled honor and courage, daring and bravery, now legendary around the world.

We will take this day to allow ourselves to feel the pride at the sight of the Confederate Battle Flag snapping in the morning breeze, reaching inland from the Atlantic Ocean, and the North Carolina Flag of Secession, which was the first flag North Carolina had, as an official state flag, and still flies today with only the dates changed. As we stand proudly and recall the faded pictures grandma and grandpa used to show us of our brave boys in gray, their father, or grandfather, remembered, and mourned, to this day. We remember the sacrifice Southern families made as they fought a fledgling world superpower for their independence from a country they felt had betrayed them by denying them their rights as Americans.

We will look upon a new monument raised in honor of the Confederate Veterans buried in this old, immaculately kept, place of eternal rest. We will read the inscriptions and weep. For here lies that great, great, grandfather depicted in those faded photos shown us by grandma and grandpa. We have never met, save through those pictures, and yet, we know him. We know him because the sane blood flows in our veins, the same DNA, along with echoes of his personality, his passion, his spirit, his unselfish bravery, and his love for his home… the land of Dixie.


Our hearts will nearly burst with pride. Our minds will race backwards in time to wonder what would it really be like had the Confederate Forces won the great fight. And we will be satisfied that things would have, somehow, been better than they are today.

And finally we will tread softly among the simple white grave stones with the “CV” carved upon it, some with names and rank and some with nothing but “CV”, the identity of the soldier lying beneath it lost in the mists of time… forever forgotten, save for those who have taken an oath to preserve his memory for the generations yet unborn. The small St. Andrew’s Cross, on the tiny Confederative Battle Flag fluttering above his resting place, will mark his place the same as the Colonel’s, or the Major’s, or the Captains’, or the Lieutenant’s. In death, no rank applies; there is no privilege of rank here.

As we quietly, and reverently, tow our children, and grandchildren, from gravesite to gravesite, on our cheeks we feel the feathery touch of the wingtips of unseen angels standing guard over these heroes of the Southland.

And finally we will leave that hallowed ground, where lie our heroes, and wind our way back to our respective homes.

As we close this day of remembrance we will vow, to never forget. To never allow our families to forget. And unlike many pledges we make ourselves, this one we will keep. We have no choice. The men among whose graves we have just trod near, gave everything for their beloved Southland in the hope that we would be free of the constraints of a government their Grandfathers had helped to create. A government they felt had let them down. They fought the army of a foe many times their size, with an inexhaustible supply of men and materiel, to a bloody standstill, while the politicians, behind the lines, created another government, the Confederate States of America, a country which would be ruled only by the voice of God and her people. It was an impossible deed. A dream? No. Not a dream, for it was created, this Southern Government, but it’s life was cut short while still in infancy.

Many ask why we don’t forget the war and allow it to slip into that place of lost memories. We can’t forget, we must not forget. To do so would mean we lose out identity, our sense of self, our sense of family, and most important of all, our sense of honor. We must honor our heroes. We are their blood kin, their sons and daughters. Yes, dear reader, we are the sons and daughters of heroes! And we must act like it!

For The South! May it ever be so!

I remain,

Your Obedient Servant,

“Longstreet”

Will the US Senate Confirm Bolton?

Will the US Senate approve John Bolton as the new US Ambassador to the UN now that the Senate Foreign Relations Committee has reported his nomination out of committee… without a recommendation?

I expect the Senate Democrats to play their obstructionist games when his nomination comes to the floor of the full Senate. With their usual “spoiled children tantrums” and howls of anguish, they will march to the podium and spew their hateful rhetoric onto the public record, and the left wing press, waiting with baited breath, will rush to print, and broadcast, their every nuance, and their carefully constructed character assassination as they continue their rabid attempts to discredit the Bush administration. In the end, they will be defeated… again… and Bolton will be confirmed. Now, Senator Reid, who is the “loser”?

The problem we had in the Foreign Relations Committee, and the problem we have in the full Senate, is that the Democrats and the “moderate” Republicans are satisfied with the UN, just as it is, and they do not want to rock the boat. The President is not satisfied… at all… and wants to REALLY rock the boat at the UN. John Bolton is the man to state the US position and present it as immovable and unchangeable. He will plant the US flag and not be swayed by the wheeling and dealing of the diplomats in pinstriped suits.

The UN is a mess! It is currently self-destructing. There may be a slim chance of saving it, and the appointment of Bolton, as the Ambassador, is the President’s way of making an attempt at reform… before it is entirely too late. Frankly, I believe it is too late and that the US should pull out of the UN at the earliest possible moment.

We can no longer continue to pour US dollars down a rat hole. For that is what the UN has become. It is a farce. It should be dissolved and another institution built from the ground up to replace it. The new institution should be supportive of democrat nations. The UN has allowed itself to be taken over by non- democratic nations and it is being run as they run their third world countries. There is greed, and avarice, and the lust for power and for money is rampant. Spying is also rampant at the UN. Diplomatic immunity covers a host of sins. Ask the City of New York about how easy it is to collect on parking tickets given to the cars of diplomats from the UN.

Their troops in countries all over the globe are uncontrollable. For the most part they are ineffective as a military force.

There is extremely bad accounting for the millions of dollars flowing thru the UN complex each year.

The whole place is in a teetotal mess. It’s time to bulldoze it and start anew.

One suggestion: Next time, put that building someplace besides the US…please. We’ve about had our fill of diplomacy… UN style.

Your Obedient Servant,

“Longstreet”

"Lest We Forget" ? NEVER!

“Lest We Forget”? NEVER

The months of April and May, in the Southland are precious. For it is during these two months we celebrate our Confederate Ancestors. The Classic, Epic, Legendary exploits of the Confederate Soldier are emblazoned across the pages of World History. His deeds are lauded the world over, save in the United States of America. Here he is called a traitor, a rebel, and those are just the “nice” names he is called.

Here in the Southland, in Dixie, no finer example of manhood can be found… anywhere. We love our Men in Gray with a burning passion that transcends time. Our bodies carry the memory of their exploits in it’s very DNA. Our blood is their blood. It flows hot in our veins.

Just yesterday, I stood in a cemetery and watch as a father and his son, went quietly to each simple white headstone with “CV” upon it, and lovingly placed a small Confederate Battle Flag just in front of the headstone. Turns out this man, and his son, have been doing this for some years now. He wants no public acknowledgement for his act of love and kindness. Why, then, does he do it? He feels he must. The gratitude he feels for the sacrifices made by the Confederate Soldier burns in all Southerners. It is a flame, which will not be extinguished.

To northern friends who will never understand… who cannot understand, our love for the “Lost Cause’, we advise you, tread softly with your criticism of our heritage, our culture, our heroes, our flags. For the CSA is more than a memory. It lives today as surely as it lived in 1861. With every attempt by those who hate the South to denigrate our Southern Icons, the South grows stronger. The CSA grows stronger. It lies quietly, yet vibrant, with the burning passion of the Southern people to realize the dream the CSA was denied it’s right to fulfill.

The CSA lives in the hearts of all Southerners. It exists as surely as the human heart cries out for freedom and liberty. The Southern heart yearns for the rights it was denied at the point of a bayonet. It’s forced union with people of a totally different culture has been strained these 140 years since the guns were silenced at Appomattox, Virginia. Those forced bonds only fuel the fires of our memories, memories of a time past when our brave young men, and old men, badly dressed and often barefooted, marched forth to meet the invading army of a fledgling world superpower and fight it to a stand still for four long, bloody, years. They did it in the name of Southern Rights and Southern Independence.

The honor of those men is sacred to us as Southerners. As we gather amongst their graves we speak in hushed tones of reverence for their deeds and the motivation that drove them to hurl themselves at an army threatening their homes. We know that Southerners alive today are but echoes of those men. For in our veins flows their blood, their DNA. In our hearts burns the passion of the men in Gray. It is an eternal flame. Forever it will light our paths as we struggle our way through the lies, distortions, and dishonor, heaped upon the South by those whose actions are rooted in ignorance and hatred of a people whose pride in their heritage and history is a palpable, living, breathing thing, indeed, a way of life, which those who do not understand can never partake.

Forget? Never! We cannot. It is our history, our story. They are our heroes. We are their children. As Children of Heroes we can do no other.

Your Obedient Servant,

“Longstreet”