If we want our home nation to survive intact - or any other nation on the planet - secure borders are essential; and all desirable ones have strict immigration laws. A country is like a city. Can Paris survive without boundaries, laws, rules, armed police, or locked entries? Would you mind if lawless mobs roamed the Champs Elysees?
Evening in Paris, on the Champs Elysees (Fr., Elysian Fields)
The sovereignty of your home, family, and property is also dependent upon locked doors, windows, and property lines. Is it alright with you if a strange family sets up a tent on your property and moves into it without your permission?
Apparently the liberal, socialist, 'progressive' politicians think it is; but not the donors, the wealthy Ruling Class, or their relatives. They have secure, walled compounds, armed guards, and a legal system that favors them. The laws you and I have to obey are far more rigid than the ones the Merkels, Mays, Macrons, Clintons, Bushes, Obamas, Gores, or Bidens are subject to.
We now have a clear, two-tier legal system in place here in the United States.
General David Petraeus and Dinesh D'Souza went to prison (and President Trump and his family are now vulnerable, too) for transgressions that Democrats joke about. Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama paid small fines for campaign violations in the millions. Felonies are only a problem for those without money or connections to the global Ruling Class.
General David Petraeus and Dinesh D'Souza went to prison (and President Trump and his family are now vulnerable, too) for transgressions that Democrats joke about. Hillary Clinton and Barack Obama paid small fines for campaign violations in the millions. Felonies are only a problem for those without money or connections to the global Ruling Class.
The EU, UN, and its satellites are trying to bring one-world government to the whole planet. They're condemning "nationalists", that is, anyone who is resisting their totalitarian vision.
We're in a very dangerous time. These people are acting against God and everything we faithful people hold dear. They are universally agnostics, atheists, or anti-theists. Some are active Satanists.
God always intended that His people, we who are members of His royal family, should have their our own nation. Israel was the first holy nation:
The United States was the second nation founded on God's principles, elucidated in its founding documents. Judeo-Christianity and the Ten Commandments have been the bedrock of our civilization for thousands of years. Every good thing we have comes from this source, and our recent losses are due to our rebellion and neglect of God and His Laws.
Fascinating, isn't it, that the American Ruling Class has decided to make a Mexican border wall (actually the issue of national sovereignty vs. alien invasion) a decisive battle of Armageddon?
Nobody on our side of this issue should be surprised. Walls and boundaries are a great metaphor. They're elemental to our existence at every level, from childhood to our last day; and determine our quality of life and civilization.
It's said by psychologists and philosophers from Freud and Jung to Plato that every person needs a 'censor' to control the base urges of the ID, our primitive self, which dwells in the basement of our mind, so to speak. Savage urges of all kinds must be tamed or stopped from coming up to consciousness, or we may be rude, crude, or repulsive to the point of criminality. Picture a soldier with a baton, or a warrior angel. The successful censor must be strong and diligent. Depending on many factors of birth, genetics, parenting, and culture, every person is different; and the entities trying to come up may be more or less violent.
Creative and good forces, too, may try to come up. The censor must be very smart or wise to determine which are good or evil. Ideally, a healthy concept of God should be our censor, using the wisdom and knowledge of history to determine who comes up to consciousness or not. It's rarer than ever, now, in our scientific age, that people even think of this, which is an awful vulnerability and the reason we're seeing a universal breakdown of civilization.
Absent the power of God, the influences of drugs, alcohol, or cunning and clever people can overwhelm our censor and defeat him. Civilization crumbles if there's no agreement between all our individual censors. Nations are in essence huge collections of censors who agree on standards, laws, punishments and rewards.
Marxist, socialist, progressive, atheists and anti-theists have used psychology and the black arts to undermine our collective censors for two centuries, and they think they smell victory now. They've successfully occupied or compromised almost every institution on the planet: churches, schools, universities, governments, charities, and even military defense forces.
The globalist Ruling Class has come to an agreement that if they can't control the wealth and power of the world, they would rather crash the whole system into a ditch, and exploit the global chaos. The chaotic EU is halfway to a no borders world, and the rulers don't give a damn about the rights and property of the majorities of those countries. It's all about the powers and privileges they see as their birthright.
They're terrified of President Trump, and know he will throw a monkey wrench into the whole machine. We're in a final battle of our age. Probably not THE final, but one of them.
Perhaps you think belief in God is foolish? This author thought so. But then God arrived, unexpectedly. Consider this:
Here is a great poem for our troubled age:
Perhaps you think belief in God is foolish? This author thought so. But then God arrived, unexpectedly. Consider this:
Here is a great poem for our troubled age:
If - by Rudyard Kipling
IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
