While The Media Continues Lauding Jackson, Great Men Are Dying - Did YOU Hear About It?

I'm sick of it. I've had enough of the media continuing the wall-t0-wall coverage of some has-been, sicko entertainer. I don't care what you think - to me it's clear that this sacred cow of music was a perverted freak and possible kiddy fiddler that doesn't deserve 1/50 of the media coverage he's been getting. Michael Jackson is dead. Boo hoo. Moving on.

I personally don't care about your little "blah blah good musician" or "blah blah sold a bunch of records" BS. Don't bother writing me, it's not going to do any good. You can sit there all you want and say that he wasn't convicted, so he didn't do anything. True - in America, you're supposedly innocent until proven guilty, but I still have very strong feelings that this sicko was up to something. Even his own sister said it. He had atleast one little boy around him almost all the time, sometimes taking them into back rooms alone and not coming out for hours. Yep. Normal.

Jacko also wrote a short story about a serial killer and child abuser that starred his "very own" children - http://www.newsoftheworld.co.uk/news/382002/Michael-Jacksons-nightmare-play-about-child-abuser-and-serial-killer.html Yea, you didn't hear about that, did ya? Of course, in typical liberal fashion, the article blamed his eccentric and downright freakish and disturbing behavior on pain meds instead of on the actions of the actual person.

Enough about the freak; while you're hearing how wonderful of a person he was and how the idiots that used to make fun of him are now coming out to cry for him, great men are sacrificing their lives in the name of their country. Did I hear about it? Did you hear about it? No, I had to actually dig for these stories because the lamestream media won't dare touch the story of patriots when they can kiss the butts of pedophiles instead.



The two brave young men pictured above are Canadian soldiers who died Monday in a helicopter crash in Afghanistan. Pictured on the left is Master Cpl. Pat Audet, 38, along with Cpl. Martin Joanette, who was only 25 years old.


This is Army 1st Lt. Brian Bradshaw who died June 25th; same day as Michael Jackson. Where did you hear about him? It certainly wasn't from the media. Bradshaw died when an explosive detonated near his vehicle. Brian was 24 years old.


Pvt. Aaron Fairbairn (pictured) and Pvt. Justin Casillas were killed by suicide bombers. Justin Casillas was only 19 and graduated highschool last year.

Insurgents in southern Afghanistan also killed three British soldiers.

Folks, there's something very seriously wrong when a possible pedophile who sold a few records is martyrized and brave men who died for our country are completely ignored. According to a blogger who made a few math notes, these young men received approximately 1/20 of the media coverage that Jackson did. This shouldn't surprise anyone, though. The press is well known for lauding degeneracy while condemning patriotism.

Simply another nail in the coffin for what we used to know as nationalism. Of course you know, for this blog entry I am most likely considered a racist or simply hateful. I gave up caring what people thought about me a long time ago. There's nothing wrong with me, there's something wrong with YOU for placing the life of some sick freak above the lives of men who have died for their country.

All comments are welcomed; imbeciles will be pointed to and laughed at.

On Life, Liberty and Independence

"Those who desire to give up freedom in order to gain security will not have, nor do they deserve, either one" - Benjamin Franklin

I will start this by saying; no matter what becomes of this country, no matter how far down the road of Communism we may go, no matter what freedom is stripped from us daily, this country shall receive my unconditional love. Unrequited as it may be, that love and passion will never wane as long as I live. This isn't over yet; not by a long shot. This great nation may very well be one of the last bastions of quasi-freedom on this Earth not completely dominated by tyrannical government and a complete absence of civil rights.

My ancestors came to this country as legal immigrants from Northern Europe; peasants in the grand scheme of things, seeking better opportunity. This country was built on the backs of those in pursuit of freedom; yet is now being destroyed by their very offspring. Nonetheless, my ancestors rose to a level they never would have in their own home countries; a feat not possible had it not been for our forefathers and their children who died in our wars in the name of liberty. It's called the American Dream for a reason, as these freedoms are not granted to us by oppressors; only by the oppressed who have chosen to fight for it.

It's my honor to be with you today and still have the right to throw my words in the face of the very people who seek to set fire to our Constitution and Bill of Rights. To still sit here and have the inalienable right to sort-of free speech keeps the embers of liberty burning within me; it'll take one hell of a tyrannical wave to snuff them out. That, my friends, is why I refuse to observe our day of independence any differently than before. To give up is to spit in the faces of the great men before me and concede my rights as an American.

If tomorrow the wall comes down, if tomorrow all freedom is shot; people in the same vein as you and I shall come together and bandage it's wound. When the final fabric holding together our country is ripped, we will stitch it together again. A nation is only as great as it's people, and the moment they give up the lifeblood of nationality is the second they begin to live as slaves. It is you and I who would rather starve and die free than live to become fat subjugates or corporate servants. It is for that reason, that as long as we have freedom in our hearts and in our blood; forever we shall remain.

Hopefully, I've instilled a bit of second-thought to those of you who have lost hope. As long as this great country doesn't change it's name, we live and die as Americans. Today, we celebrate our day of Independence, yet so much more than that. We celebrate the very values that so many before us conceived through nationalism, blood, sweat and tears. No Marxist administration and no freedom-haters will stop me from believing in and loving my country and my people.

Freedom bless you all - Happy Independence Day.