So I watched the inauguration and all today; I was strolling across campus to work when I ran into all of my coworkers (program supervisor and all) and they were headed to the cafeteria to watch it on the ‘big screen’. We arrived just as our illustrious senator from California introduced the Chief Justice and the oath of office was taken. I thought Obama’s speech was quite good, although there were some elements I would have been happier to have done without. I am still hopeful, that some good will come of this ‘change’. On that note, and back to this video on which I am commenting, I have to wonder if this change mantra on the lips of so many Americans is truly understood.

A couple years back my sister joined some classmates of hers on a march to the California State Capitol to ’save Darfur’. Reflecting on this a couple days ago she told me that in retrospect, the whole thing was somewhat pointless; Darfur was not saved as a result of her marching, and it is doubtful that the very act of marching impacting Darfur in ant way. She marched because her friends marched; her friends marched probably because the television told them bad things happened there and the celebrities they look up to tell them how they can make a difference.

This concept of change, I think, totally embodies the bitterness of the public perception of the Bush era, so much so that a ‘rebirth’ is seemingly necessitated to purify the nation. Many now look to Obama as the nation’s only hope, as the man capable of delivering this country to the waters of baptism and bringing us back to salvation, and it is difficult not to be caught up in this fervor. I honestly do believe that this mantra of change has transcended, or perhaps is transcending, belief in what can be proven to an entirely faith-based worldview. Thus far the changes suggested seem to multiply seemingly without any guiding force; using less plastic was a new one on me. I’ll be sure to relay that message to the healthcare field next time I visit a hospital.

You can tell “The Inconvenience” there is a steel match at the Bernie Peterson range on Sunday:

The monthly steel match is comprised of 5 or 6 stages; each stage has 5 static steel targets of various sizes at varying ranges out to 35 yards. None of the shots are hard to make! This is drag racing with a gun. You get either four or five runs on each stage and your slowest run is thrown out. Your times for all stages are added together and that’s your score. In order to compete you need eye and ear protection, a handgun (please no hot magnum loads–they mess up the steel), sufficient ammo (150 rounds IF you don’t miss–bring more), a belt holster and speedloaders/magazines to reload.

You might also consider telling him to keep your powder dry and take good care of the Girl Child while you are at the range.

Nice to see that jingoism is still en vogue. I pledge to not change anything, and continue promoting the free market system, capitalism, reason and self-accountability. I also pledge to continue promoting and preserving the constitution and the bill of rights – something that the presidents take an oath for, but so rarely follow.

I pledge:

To flush the toilet after I throw up in it because I watched the whole thing.

To eat more red meat.

To go to the range at least twice a month, to exercise my constitutionally guaranteed human right to learn and practice the skills to defend myself and my family from all manner of thugs.

To never, ever pledge be the servant of anyone (and my oath of office does not require it, thank God).

Now… to go vomit.

Heh.

Fuck those celebrities, and anyone else who wants me to pledge allegiance to the government. The president works for ME. He works for US. Not the other way around. I do not pledge to be a servant to our president, or any other government entity. I fucking pledge to do my best to distance myself from the government, from government social programs, from state coercion and violence, and most of all, from the president, Barack Obama. And I’ll pledge the same thing when the next head of state gets elected.

I hope you didn’t expose your baby to that toxic pap…

I pledge to buy more AR mags…..more 556, more powder and primers

Y’know, I’ve heard of the concept of an oath of fealty, but that’s the first time I’ve ever heard a group of people actually give one.

How’d that lame Three Dog Night song go, One is the Loneliest Number. Yeh, get used to it Barry, lonely and as empty of “change” – nothing more than a red-robed Rajneeshi exchanging his toga for a way to get laid.

I pledge to idle my engine in the driveway more, and ride my stinking blue-cloud two-stroke more – and not re-pack the silencer, and either shoot smaller groups or make bigger holes in the ozone, and never recycle but help to build the tallest landfill.

Here’s MY pledge:

“I, (Name) (SSAN), having been appointed an officer in the Army of the United States, as indicated above in the grade of Major, do solemnly swear (or affirm) that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign or domestic, that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; that I take this obligation freely, without any mental reservations or purpose of evasion; and that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties of the office upon which I am about to enter; So help me God.”

(DA Form 71, 1 August 1959, for officers.)

That is simply the most scary thing I have seen to date. What Sheeple. It is amazing what a week mind will do…

LOL Mindless ‘celebrity’ stuff. Demi Moore sure has become a tool. I wonder if she pledges no more carbon-burning trips to Europe to have leech treatments. (Sorry, I gotta laugh) Really, these type of people are ones you most likely should listen to and then know what is the wrong way for any endeavor.

I went to the MySpace showing to see if they allowed comments but I see they also pledged to have only their voices heard.

Fours years and out with the biggest mistake since Jimmy Carter. (if our country survives)

Thom