The Count is On

One week to go. One week closer to a continuance of core values, of the straight and narrow, of the American way. One week closer to the beginning of a new, global America, absent of any moral qualms and foundation. As the seven days slip and rip themselves off the calendars around the nation, I can only sit, rather anxiously, and surround myself with the most politically charged, GOP propaganda I can find. Hey, I have to ease my mind somehow. Of course, you know where I stand. I wouldn't expect any of my readers to not know (then I wouldn't be doing my job, because, of course, it's my duty to share the correct approach with the rest of the world, who might not be so aware). Thankfully, because I'm such a trustworthy person, I'm taking for granted the fact that all of you loyal fans out there appreciate my viewpoints, and hopefully agree with them. If you don't, I don't really care - it's your loss. If I had the intention of being subtle and watered down, I'd probably take my altered work somewhere else, where I could please every pair of eyes that comes across my blog - unfortunately for the rest of the world, it's not going to happen. Take it or leave it, folks, this is what I think.

Yes, yes, the American tradition was born on dissent and differing opinions. Thank God fo- what? I'm not allowed to thank God? I have to thank Mohammed and Buddha and The wicked witch of the west, too? However, when the differing opinions contradict the American tradition, then we have ourselves a slight problem. John Kerry must not know the American tradition. Sure, he's a good ol' Catholic Boy. Yep, he was even an alter server back in the day. Good for him. He's also a wishy-washy "believer" who supports abortion on demand, although personally he believes life begins upon conception. You've heard it all before, friends, John Kerry has repeatedly stated that he doesn't want to impose his faith upon the American people, who might hold different values. What I continually fail to comprehend is how abortion has transformed into a religious issue. It's not - at all. Morality isn't in direct relation with Christianity or Islam - but pure human ethics. Maybe John Kerry means to say that without some sort of higher being all of us humans would be unscrupulous people who have no concept of right or wrong. Does anyone get that impression? I should hope so - he's certainly giving it. I ask John Kerry to explain to me why he involves religion in the issue of abortion. Explain to me, Senator Kerry, why atheists are some of the most fervent supporters of the pro-life movement. The Book of Kerry just doesn't add up. Apparently people with some sort of ethical code and moral stance outside of a church, mosque, of synagogue must be completely insane. God forbid that John Kerry use unreligious common sense to promote the fact that life, regardless of it's dependency on the mother, begins irrefutably upon conception. But John Kerry has decided to keep his Catholicism, which actually has no place at all in whatever he does, to himself - only bringing it up to show people how well he keeps it to himself. Political genius.

It's odd. Is John Kerry a social amoralite? Does he denigrate the things he obviously believes in (life at conception) because of the waves of political culture in America. Obviously. Kerry rides those waves with the 300 horsepower MasterCraft. That, my friends, is why Kerry is wrong for the job (President of the United States of America, that is). Not because he's a traitorous elite who hasn't the slightest inkling of the plights of the common man, but because of his total refusal to acknowledge what he believes in as truth. Obviously, someone with conviction will stand forthright if those believes are being oppressed. Obviously, Kerry doesn't have the confidence in his own positions, or the ability, to stand up and say that abortion is wrong. If John Kerry was a man of conviction, he'd be a republican. You know it's true. Republicans, such as George W. Bush, Ronald Reagan, and myself, understand the values on which America was founded. We understand that Judeo-Christian principles had relevant bearing in the formation and operations of this country. But we also understand that religion isn't always required to make a just decision. Conviction, on the other hand, is. I don't need Jesus (sorry, Man) to tell me that abortion is wrong. Anything that involves splicing a baby's head and sucking the brains through a razor-edged vacuum doesn't require religion in order to make an appropriate judgment call. It does, unfortunately for you left-wing nuts out there, involve some courage. Of course it takes courage to stand up for what you believe in. It takes courage not to falter under the pressure of the constantly insane liberal barrages. However, it doesn't take courage to say you personally believe this but condone its social acceptance. That's not courage. That's gutlessness. It's not righteous to claim support for the woman's plight by endorsing a practice that unnatural to most wild beasts. It's simply unbelievable.

If John Kerry wants to slither his way into the hearts of the Catholic voters, he's probably done a good job. It's amazing how easily appeased we are by the fact that John Kerry's fancily crafted sentences and perpetually differentiating opinions all wind up to meaning one thing: pro-abortion. To be honest, there's no such thing as pro-choice. It just doesn't exist. If you don't support abortion, then you're against it - and you should stand up for that position. Unfortunately for the forty million would-be children, people haven't shown the gumption required to make a semi-ethical choice. Pro-choicers are people like John Kerry. God forbid they'd ever incriminate themselves into taking a firm stance on a matter that actually is one of life and death. They'd much rather take a stand by committing themselves to one solid position - and that position would be not taking a position. It frightens me how the liberal left are so dedicated to eradicating any judgment of fundamental right and wrong from the minds of common Americans. It's absolutely disgusting. As Pat Buchanan once said, liberals base their concepts of right and wrong off the agenda they're attempting to push. Abortion, which is ethically and fundamentally wrong, is liberally accepted because the woman's right to have her child slaughtered is endowed by the hand of God (or not) and written into the constitution. I have to wonder how long America can take such debunking of her codes of conduct, the respect we all once had.

President George W. Bush is the man for America. No question about it. America doesn't need to eliminate prayer from public schools, America doesn't need millions of children annihilated before the day of their births, America doesn't need a reason to look back at the old days and wish they were now. America needs hope. America needs reassurance that the founding principles of morality (with or without religion) and ethical behavior aren't being slandered by liberal demonstrators who wouldn't know right from wrong if it sliced their heads open and sucked their brains out. America needs help.

One week until November 2, 2004.

Are you voting for America?

W'04

Nothing at All

In light of recent events, which have pitted my friends against my friends, and the subsequent comments and actions made because of this epic struggle, I have made the mistake of allowing a solitary thought on the subject to creep subversively into my mind. Although it's regrettable, now that it's firmly located in the confines of my head, I keep getting the strong inclination that it's not going anywhere - for a long, long time. Without going into mass detail, my group of friends, socialistically known as the 'the group', has been encountering some turbulence of late. It's my feeling and my duty, I believe, to stay as impartial as possible, simply because I'm just not the confrontational type - especially in regards to matters that don't matter. However, despite my mindset, the group seems to feel differently. People surge and bound and rush to get involved because, god forbid, they might miss something, some crucially insignificant piece of information that has no bearing whatsoever on anything - except destroying friendships that shouldn't be harmed. I refuse to name names, to take sides, and everything above, below, or in between that. It's none of my business who hates who and for what reason (or lack thereof), and if my position so happens to anger someone else, which I don't see happening, than so be it.

I apologize for the digression, but it was wholly necessary for a segue into the my point, which I'm sure you were all getting restless to discover. If there's anything that this dramatic waste of an episode has taught me, it's that reclusion isn't a shameful thing. Reclusion might be the only appropriate action to take when things have become so god forsakenly miserable, and I find it hard to blame anyone for doing so. However, reclusion has conditions, and these conditions demand respect and adherence. Thrusting oneself into solitary confinement is a welcome thing to do only if the problem from which you're escaping isn't one that you, single-handedly or partially, caused. Then, my friends, reclusion is cowardice. Big difference. I bring this up because this tends to be the solution to everyone's problems - regardless if they had one or five fingers in the cookie jar. Hiding's never solved a thing in the long run - eventually you have to come out, whether you want to or not. There's simply no way around it. On the other hand, removing yourself from the scene because you had no part in causing it (and because the potential for getting sucked and dragged into the thick of the mess is rather high) isn't at all wrong. In fact, it's right. And, unfortunately, it's the mistake my group has seemed to have made. While these events where in their infancy, people failed to realize that getting involved from the start means you're in until the end. No one took the time to realize that the business of two people is just that - the business of two people, not three, or four, or twenty six. Unfortunately, people seem to have instinctual attractions to other peoples dealings - and it only digs the holes deeper. It's something to be ashamed of - of course it is - and I applaud the people who followed their common sense and stayed the hell away. Good job.

Another issue, and the question I originally mentioned earlier in the post, had to deal with being all things to all people. Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to delve into the more conceptual, abstract aspect of things - and steer clear of 'the group' mess. It was brought up, back in the day, that people who try to be all things to all people, people who have more masks than Venetian costume parties, are people who simply cannot be liked. It made me think, and I've yet to reach a conclusion on which is the best path to take. The question is this:

Is the worthier goal to be friends with everyone, which would entail being all things to all people, or to be everything to one person?

Yes, you've probably noticed that it's a rather black-and-white issue, but that's the way I am. When you cut to the chase, there is no grey - no matter how bad some people want it. Here's what I mean. If you're in a group of friends, the chances of that group being identical in personality to you is right there next to impossible. Therefore, changes have to be made in order for people to get along - it's a fundamental fact of life. Sure, if you want to be yourself and have no friends, be my guest, but it's undeniable that certain changes in personality and behavior have to be made when around certain types of people - and that certain type of person is everyone other than yourself. But the question I'm posing, the question that has really left me thinking, and rather perturbed, is in dealing with friendship with one other person. Can I forget the masks and the grand mission of being everyone’s friend and focus primarily on nurturing a friendship that seems to have more potential, more meaning than any friendship to date? Again, should I be all things to all people or everything to one? Lord, do I wish I had the answer. To be quite honest, it seems ten thousand times more rewarding to be everything to one person. I won't beat around the bush or dance around the topic - I'll just say it. Yes, I would take sincere, undying friendship of one person over vague and impersonal friendship with a group any day of the week. I suppose then that the real question is what's the right thing to do? I would hope I'm not alone in assuming that every person has one person in mind, one person for whom they'd give the breath in their lungs to be everything. It's fantastical and almost illogically ideal, but it's something I believe to be worth striving for - to long for. I can only hope that I'll be everything to someone, and that someone be everything to me.

One could say it comes down to yes or no. I can agree with that, but I think there's a better set of alternatives. When I find that someone, that one person that makes me want to sacrifice every minute of everyday just to be with them, it's not a matter of mere yes or no - it's a matter of all or nothing. It's a matter of choosing a bunch of meaningless people to associate as your friends, or being with the one person you devote yourself to, the person who you're proud to have with you, the person for whom you'd do everything.

Like I said, it comes down to one or the other.

All or nothing.

You can’t hide.

Dear Mr. President,

Over the course of the last four years, as I've developed my sense of political and moral standings, several life-altering realizations have been made on my part. Of course, any knowledge regarding the issues swirling about the water coolers of our nation have been brought to my attention via my parents, who've inspired me to get involved, to know what's happening within the country I call my own. I generously extend my sincerest gratitude to my parents for allowing me the chance to know, and to love this country. Mr. President, the sense of gratitude that I feel so strongly has no choice but to be shared with you, as well. You're leadership, you're sense of what's right, and your disdain for what's wrong has inspired and renewed my faith in America, and "more of the same" (which I view as progress), is perfectly fine by me. You've led our country from what is arguably the darkest time in her storied history and have shown us the future with hope - hope that America will succeed, hope that conviction and ethics take precedence over immorality, hope that we'll survive. You've openly expressed an unrivaled concern for the masses, and for that I must thank you. You clearly understand the economic system in which we operate, in which our nation is heads above the rest. Your tax relief plan allowed me to further my education under the banner of a private high school, and for the gift of quality education, of blueprints for a bright future, I offer gratitude of the highest degree. The tax break helped my parents, both of whom work full time, get ahead, invest, and put back into the economy, and look at how it's helped. Productivity is up, jobs are being generated, the economy is growing - but I don't need to tell you that. What you've done for my family, for my nation, simply cannot be expressed worthily in words. I thank you for every opportunity granted to me over the course of your first term.

It's plain to see that you're well aware of the serious threats our nation faces. It's plain to see that you understand the concerns that we all have regarding Iraq, Iran, North Korea, and the like. It's plain to see that your ability to understand, to relate with us, is something that has to be in the White House until 2008. In all honesty, the dreams and aspirations of this nation swing in the balance on November 2, 2004. It's absolutely imperative that you, Mr. President, win this re-election. For the sake of core American values, for objectivity of truth and right and wrong, you're the only man for this job. I wouldn't have it any other way, and I'm sure you agree (at least I hope you do). Although I may only be 17, which bothers me every moment of every day, I try my best to promote and spread an ideology of liberty, of freedom, of Americanism that you've so successfully instilled in me. As November 2nd does indeed come, and the anxieties of an uncertain future should John Kerry steal the presidency (which I'm all but certain won't happen) increase, the feeling of desperation is setting in. As what could be the most crucial election in American history, every issue is one of grave stakes. This millennium has been plagued by global terrorism, civilian deaths, and necessary war, and control of the reigns in the wrongs hands could spell disaster in worldwide proportions. The right hands are yours, Mr. President. You have my confidence, my support, and my dedication to do everything in my power to win your re-election. The fate of America depends on it, and with such consequence and weight, I have no choice but to act. I hope that my convictions guide, that they fail me not in times of trial, and that I stand by my faith, by a strong sense of black and white, of right and wrong. I hope that within the next term of your presidency you continue to lead us down the path of righteousness and liberty, though the path may be rather straight and narrow. I fear for America, Mr. President, as I'm sure you do when we awake and find our values, our core convictions being sucked away by subjective interpretation of an amoral society. I fear that it may be too late to have any drastic impact, yet I trust that your resolve, your steadfast approach to whatever you start, will lead us to a better, safer, wholesome America.

As election approaches, I issue my most heart-felt thank you, Mr. President, for everything you've done for America. I thank you for everything you've done to make my life safer, to make my upbringing one of familial values and moral responsibility. I thank you for the right to say that I live in America - the greatest country on God's green earth. I shudder to think of where we'd be without you, and where we could go with John Kerry. You have my confidence, President Bush, and you've more than earned my admiration - and that of an entire nation. As Election Day draws ever nearer, I'm confident that you, that America, will succeed. Mr. President, if I could vote, I'd mark one down for Dubya Bush. I'd mark one down for America.

God Bless.


With utmost respect,


Seán Moylan

Shock the World

I've been stewing in some fairly thick, swampy thoughts lately, mostly all of which center around the state of our society, and the direction we're heading in. I've struggled with jotted ideas, scrapped articles, and the pure essence of just not knowing what to say, or when to say it. It's no secret, sometimes no words need be spoken. The last thing I would want is to produce an opinion based on the sheer necessity to fill a status-quo for this site, and, for that reason, I've abstained of late from blogging any more than necessary. In fact, as I would hope you've picked up on, I haven't blogged at all. But, friends, trust me when I tell you there's a solid and worthy reason for not doing so. You see, we in America are surrounded by stupidity. Of course, if you've heeded my words in the past, and have come back for more, then certainly you don't belong in this predominating demographic. But as for the rest, the news isn't quite as cheerful. Indeed, the moronic class of our social state lessens in logical intelligence with every passing day. Pending a light-hearted mood, I sometimes can't decide whether to laugh or cry. However, at the end of the day (and the next, and the next, and the next), it's simply not a laughing matter. Here we find ourselves caged in a society that demotes Christianity and applauds gay marriage. Here we are imprisoned by a society that belittles unborn life but clamors to protect elk in the Alaskan wild. We find ourselves trapped and immobilized by a force unlike anything we've yet to encounter, or will encounter on any foreign battlefield. We're fighting the fifth column, of sorts, in our own Americanized world. Our foe, who slinks and slithers from one dim-witted American to the next, feeds ravenously on the minds of those less than ideologues. Disappointing? Certainly. Disparaging? Without a doubt. Stoppable? Not a chance.

It blows me away, the sheer fact that the majority of conservative America can be so downrightly ignored. Of course, I wish it weren't the case, but reality is reality, regardless of who creates it, and who lives without it. The reality our lives, as teens growing into an age of unparalleled moral destruction and abandonment, is that we simply can't afford to succumb to any subliminal liberal brainwashing. And that's exactly what it is. College campuses aren't centers for stimulating intellectual growth and knowledge, they’re cesspools for liberal slime. Where else can the core traditions of America be slandered and trodden upon for post-Christian views and "constitutionality"? It's outrageous how my constitutional rights can be limited by those of someone else. Intimidation is the x-factor of liberalism (besides the totally absurd and idiotic), and by screaming and yelling, which deftly take the place of logic and reason, liberals batter and force any opponent into a willing submission.

"Please, please, shut up! Ok, ok, you're right, this country was founded on bigoted principles and selfish purposes. So please, stop yelling."

How is it right for my free speech to be slain by yours? It's not. But fair play is a thing of the past. What's fair now is anything placed squarely on the liberal agenda. It doesn't matter if that includes desecrating tradition, familial lifestyles, and infiltrating the minds of youth with libel and garbage, it's all fair to our liberal friends. By insisting that I'm no better than anyone else in this society, I'm supposed to want and join the liberal cause, for the sake of humanity. By insisting I'm not better than the man who shoots kids in their backs as they run for their lives, I'm supposed to redistribute my wealth amongst society, and watch it dwindle on needlessly excessive benefit programs and totally unfeasible fiscal packages. By insisting I'm just another moron who can't handle his own life, I'm supposed to up and drop everything I've earned into a socialist melting pot of one single race - liberals.

We've been a free-enterprising, self-reliant nation for a rather long time. We can kiss those days goodbye. As I sit here, frantically typing and missing points I'm sure to remember later, I'm being overwhelmed by the sheer possibility that America might not exist by the time I'm dead. If you think society is a deepening hole of bottomless filth, don't worry, there's more on the way. Be prepared, friends, the liberal assault is just getting started, and we're seeing the fever pitch creeping threateningly close as it chases our conservative beliefs into hiding for the rest of our natural lives. As an American, the day my country fails to provide me with a choice, a right, and a refuge from the out and out harmful will be the day I fail along with it.

I was once told to shock the world. Once upon a time, shocking the world would be marrying two lesbians, denigrating Christ, and belittling the family values on which we‘ve all been raised. Once upon a time, the counter culture was one of radically flaccid codes and standards. Today, shocking the world is standing up for what once was right, and what should remain to be so. Today, shocking the world is protecting the lives of innocent children from edged vacuums and sharpened scalpels. Today, shocking the world is donning a crucifix and praying to a Christian God under a star-spangled banner - that once stood for freedom.

Once upon a time, America had it right.