We the People are Sovereign, not the government. Be ready to Act.

We are responsible for our own destiny, and the direction of our country.  We may be too few at present to make a difference, I don't know.  

I know I feel I must keep trying to reach out to others who are willing to listen to reason, to share what I know and what I have experienced in my life.  In these blogposts I try to link to relevant current affairs stories, relevant historical vignettes, and relevant references in literature.

Some of you that read this have literally taken the Oath to preserve, protect, and defend the Constitution of the United States.  Some readers may have only heard of the Oath.  If you've taken the oath, remember what it said, and what it means to you.

When the oath refers to "enemies, foreign and domestic...", sometimes you may have to go out on a limb to decide who is an enemy and who is not, and your life and the lives of those you love may hang in the balance:

"Dagny walked straight toward the guard who stood at the door of "Project F." Her steps sounded purposeful, even and open, ringing in the silence of the path among the trees. She raised her head to a ray of moonlight, to let him recognize her face. "Let me in," she said.

"No admittance," he answered in the voice of a robot. "By order of Dr. Ferris."

"I am here by order of Mr. Thompson."

"Huh? … I … I don't know about that."

"I do."

"I mean, Dr. Ferris hasn't told me … ma'am."

"I am telling you."

"But I'm not supposed to take any orders from anyone excepting Dr. Ferris."

"Do you wish to disobey Mr. Thompson?"

“Oh, no, ma'am! But … but if Dr. Ferris said to let nobody in, that means nobody—" He added uncertainly and pleadingly, "—doesn't it?"

"Do you know that I am Dagny Taggart and that you've seen my pictures in the papers with Mr. Thompson and all the top leaders of the country?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Then decide whether you wish to disobey their orders."

"Oh, no, ma'am! I don't!"

"Then let me in."

"But I can't disobey Dr. Ferris, either!"

"Then choose."

"But I can't choose, ma'am! Who am I to choose?"

"You'll have to."

"Look," he said hastily, pulling a key from his pocket and turning to the door, "I'll ask the chief. He—"

"No," she said.

Some quality in the tone of her voice made him whirl back to her: she was holding a gun pointed levelly at his heart.

"Listen carefully," she said. "Either you let me in or I shoot you. You may try to shoot me first, if you can. You have that choice—and no other. Now decide."

His mouth fell open and the key dropped from his hand.

"Get out of my way," she said.

He shook his head frantically, pressing his back against the door. "Oh Christ, ma'am!" he gulped in the whine of a desperate plea. "I can’t shoot at you, seeing as you come from Mr. Thompson! And I can't let you in against the word of Dr. Ferris! What am I to do? I'm only a little fellow! I'm only obeying orders! It's not up to me!"

"It's your life," she said.

"If you let me ask the chief, he'll tell me, he'll—"

"I won't let you ask anyone."

"But how do I know that you really have an order from Mr. Thompson?"

"You don't. Maybe I haven't. Maybe I'm acting on my own—and you'll be punished for obeying me. Maybe I have—and you'll be thrown in jail for disobeying. Maybe Dr. Ferris and Mr. Thompson agree about this. Maybe they don't—and you have to defy one or the other. These are the things you have to decide. There is no one to ask, no one to call, no one to tell you. You will have to decide them yourself."

"But I can't decide! Why me?"

"Because it's your body that's barring my way."

"But I can't decide! I'm not supposed to decide!"

"I'll count to three," she said. "Then I'll shoot."

"Wait! Wait! I haven't said yes or no!" he cried, cringing tighter against the door, as if immobility of mind and body were his best protection.

"One—" she counted; she could see his eyes staring at her in terror—"Two—" she could see that the gun held less terror for him than the alternative she offered—"Three."

Calmly and impersonally, she, who would have hesitated to fire at an animal, pulled the trigger and fired straight at the heart of a man who had wanted to exist without the responsibility of consciousness."

                                                           --Atlas Shrugged, by Ayn Rand, 1957 

If you are current or former military or law enforcement, you have to think about what the oath means to you, and figure out what red lines you wont cross.

If you are a civilian, and never taken the oath, but believe in the concept of the oath, affirm it to yourself and determine to act according to your beliefs.

Think of this as a training session for your mind.  Military training is done so that when a real event starts to unfold, the soldier's response is instinctual and automatic.  


When events in this country make it plain that people who believe in limited servant government, individual and State sovereignty, and Natural Rights are finally ready to act to restore their rights, you don't want to waste time trying to figure out where you stand on an issue.  You will need to act.