A Few Quotes from Common Sense

It has been over two hundred years since Thomas Paine penned common sense and I thought history was deserving of another look. We are no longer faced with the bright red coats of a distinguished enemy. Now they wear bright red power ties, have seats of honor at our banquets, hide their theft behind tokens of benevolence and are the puppet masters over our spineless bureaucrats who are bought for simple bobbles. The danger more serious and the allegiance more resolved, they give us the phrase “American Dream” as the promise at the end of a rainbow of colorful deception that enslaves us to a myth of hope’s end; and that promise is penned to paper worth less than the exchanged confidence. Is it time for the call again “Oh ye that loved mankind! Ye that dare oppose, not only the tyranny, but the tyrant, stand forth.” “As parents, we can have no joy, knowing that this government is not sufficiently lasting to ensure anything which we may bequeath to posterity; and by a plain method of argument, as we are running the next generation into debt, we ought to do the work of it, otherwise we use them meanly and pitifully.” “The sun never shined on a cause of greater worth; ‘tis not the affair of a city, a county, a province, or a kingdom, but of a continent of at least one eighth of the habitable globe. ‘Tis not the concern of a day, a year, or an age; posterity are virtually involved in the contest, and will be more or less affected, even to the end of time, by the proceeding now. Now is the seed-time of continental union, faith and honor. The least fracture now will be like a name engraved with the point of a pin on the tender rind of a young oak; the wound will enlarge with the tree, and posterity read it in full grown characters.” He was a master wordsmith and there is much more of that time relevant. How is it that men like him could see a moment of destiny where the laws of nature were being ignored by a few who want to suck all men through the keyhole of their vanity to the chambers of debt, and we have only the voice of self-pity and discord. You see the continent that they rose up to fight for and deliver to us is still here and her wealth is still present. All that has changed is that the gun they faced has turned to pen and because our enemy was kind enough to drain us of life slowly we agreed without a retort. You do not have to callous your hands to pamper them in their palaces, take your pen and fight for your posterity. Keep the wealth and give them back their paper and have confidence in only that which is true. Join, teach, and redeem your neighbor, neighborhood, town, city, county, state and then union until these few have only their paper to keep them warm for they shall no longer know the embrace of community. Dorean only made a clamoring noise out of a stealthy evil plan as a test to see who would hear it. Even at my demise the accountability rests upon those who heard.