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Originally posted on The Return of Cincinnatus:

Drip. Drip. Drip.

As I stood in the rain on an afternoon in April, my thoughts were on how cold my rain-soaked uniform felt on my weary body as rain drops dripped from my headgear. We had been standing at attention for what seemed like forever.

Usually during these formations, there is a lot of under breath talking and joking. After all, most of the time, we are in these formations for a dog and pony show. This time was different. That morning, when volunteers were asked for to go to an honorable transfer of three of Ohio’s fallen, most of us volunteered. Sure, it would be cold and rainy…but these were our fellow Soldiers and Ohioans. So, in the reverent silence, as we awaited the C-130 carrying our fallen comrades, my mind began to wander to an April seven years ago.

I was stationed in Iraq along the Iranian…

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The “Everyone is Equal” Myth

Repair Man Jack has a great column over at RedState in part he discusses:

I’ll conjecture that hiring authorities are hiring fewer college graduates precisely because of grade inflation. They can no longer tell the difference between average and good based upon GPA. This causes them to view college graduates as a higher risk of failure than they used to be. That, combined with the subpar economy,*** causes massive unemployment among new college graduates. By  deliberately inflating grades to keep subpar students on campus to pay more tuition, colleges and universities are sabotaging the future of students who truly work hard and earn As.

I, in general, enjoy the posts over at RS by rmJ. That said, I disagree with the assertion that colleges are “deliberately inflating grades to keep sub par students.” I believe that professors are inflating grades because professors buy into the general liberal thought that we need to guarantee outcomes because everyone is equal.

Now, let me be clear, everyone is created equal. What this means is that we have the same basic starting point. We all have the same inalienable rights. We are all human.

After that, the outcomes aren’t inalienable. They are NOT guaranteed. There are no guarantees even for the wealthiest among us. A family business rarely survives past the 2nd generation. Bankruptcy courts are littered with hardworking people with good ideas. And Forbes is littered with lucky people with dumb ideas. (Pet Rocks anyone)

The point is that we all understand this basic premise. This is where the ideological divide exists. We can either let the market choose winners and losers. Or government can.

As a conservative, I feel that the government is a horrible metric for success because they always choose the powerful, the rich, those with connections. Where the market doesn’t see race, color, creed, or gender. And while some work hard and fail, the market is still a fairer arbiter for such success than is government.

But liberals are accustomed to ensuring equality. If liberals could ensure that every player could have a ring in the NBA, they would…why? It is a matter of fairness. Because what system that rewards utility players with rings while superstars like Barkeley or LeBron go ringless? That system must be broken. Or in the NFL, why do over 57% of the teams have ALL the Super Bowl rings? Such a system is wrong-headed and must be fixed. *snark*

So, when it comes to our children, instead of giving Ds and Fs…we make excuses. Test anxiety. ADD. Bad hair day. Whatever. The answer was X…they didn’t know it…the end. But not anymore. Because now, instead of a majority in the middle…we have a majority towards the top. We grade on a curve. (Something I never did) When I was going through school I was told…you can’t give everyone Cs. You need to do a curve. Because if the highest score on your test is an 80, it is a reflection on you, the teacher, not the student. To which I replied, “IF I cover the material and they don’t study or they are stupid and don’t know that 2+2=4 then that is a reflection of them as represented by the F on their paper…not a reflection on me.” I wasn’t very popular.

Don’t underestimate the liberal though orthodoxy and its stranglehold on our American teaching system.

 

nathanjmartin:

Absolutely incredible.

Originally posted on Twitchy:

This is absolutely outrageous. In a positively Kafka-esque turn of events, a Maryland judge has ordered that Walker be taken into police custody while serial harasser, terrorist, and killer Kimberlin remains free.

Via The Other McCain:

Aaron Walker, whose complaint against convicted terrorist Brett Kimberlin became a conservative cause célèbre this past week, was reportedly taken into custody today after a court hearing in Rockville, Maryland.

One person who attended the hearing in Montgomery County District Court said that Kimberlin asserted that Walker’s continued blogging represented a violation of a “peace order” Kimberlin had obtained against the Virginia attorney, who says Kimberlin tried to “frame” him for assault earlier this year.

During the course of the hearing — which reportedly lasted about an hour — Judge C.J. Vaughey appeared to become increasingly hostile toward Walker, who was taken into custody when the hearing concluded.

On Thursday, May 17, Walker published…

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Memorial Day Podcast

Here is my Memorial Day podcast!

Looking forward to the rest of today with the family…even though a couple are sick…

Why We Remember: #MemorialDay

Drip. Drip. Drip.

As I stood in the rain on an afternoon in April, my thoughts were on how cold my rain-soaked uniform felt on my weary body as rain drops dripped from my headgear. We had been standing at attention for what seemed like forever.

Usually during these formations, there is a lot of under breath talking and joking. After all, most of the time, we are in these formations for a dog and pony show. This time was different. That morning, when volunteers were asked for to go to an honorable transfer of three of Ohio’s fallen, most of us volunteered. Sure, it would be cold and rainy…but these were our fellow Soldiers and Ohioans. So, in the reverent silence, as we awaited the C-130 carrying our fallen comrades, my mind began to wander to an April seven years ago.

I was stationed in Iraq along the Iranian border. Caldwell actually wasn’t too bad of a place to reside for a year. Our sleeping quarters were in a building with the officers and other members of headquarters and our Area of Operations (AO) was relatively quiet compared to what our brethren were experiencing out west. It was my off day. April 2005. All of a sudden, one Captain told me that there was a firefight going on, and our troops were ambushed. The information was incomplete, but it was enough to get me to get dressed and head in. We knew there were injuries, but we did NOT know how severe or how many. As our Squadron S1 accountability person, it was my job to find out and report to Regiment. After a couple of hours, we found out that they were in a Baghdad hospital and some were serious…there was a death, but the question was who and was it one of ours. We closed down the phone banks and internet service until we could find out. And as I finally got through to the hospital…they were rattling off those injured, I wrote them down… and then SSG Stephen Kennedy…Kilo-India-Alpha. My heart stopped. We had heard a rumor that SSG Kennedy had been killed, but this was final.

As we lined up as a Squadron to pay our final respects by saluting the infamous rifle, boots, and Kevlar it was solemn. A wave of regret over most of us. We now had a debt we couldn’t ever repay. We now had to live as to not taint what he had done for us. RIP SFC Kennedy April 4, 2005 Turki Village, Iraq.

Drip. Drip. Drip.

As the unmistakable hum of the C130 nears where we are, the families are now ushered out joined by the top commanders and the governor. The worse part is seeing the kids…I had resolved not to shed a tear, but that breaks me. My mind flashes back to June 2004 when I said good-bye to my 14 month old. I remember turning to Mandi and saying, “she has no clue what is about to happen.” Neither do those kids. My heart breaks as tears join the endless parade of droplets down my uniform.

As the caskets go by, we salute. It is the ultimate respect. It is a respect that is earned, not by deed, but by position. Regardless of rank, these Soldiers have achieved such a position. They have given us their last full measure of devotion. They have earned everything we have to give.

1…2…3…heroes loaded by an Honor Guard whose performance is so professional, so dignified. As the last hearse pulls away, and as we march back to the air hangar, that feeling comes back.

They gave their service.

They gave their optimism.

They gave their lives.

They gave everything to support and defend this nation built on life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness.

John Adams said, “It will cost us to maintain this Declaration, and support and defend these states. Yet through all the gloom, I can see rays of ravishing light and glory.  I can see that the end is worth more than all the means.”

What do we owe them for these “rays of ravishing light and glory” burning bright in our hearts?

We owe our service.  We owe our optimism.  We owe our lives.

And that is why we must remember.

RIP CPT Nick Rozanski, MSG Jeffrey Rieck, and MSG Shawn Hannon

Thank You! Sunday Link-Fest

I was going to do a recap because I was happy that my blog had hit 1K views (I know it is the small things in life). But then I logged in after church and realized that I had hit over 1K views TODAY! I am glad that people have seen fit to link my post on WHAT REALLY MATTERS so as a thank you! I am going to do a link recap for the week on who linked me or at least try…I am still trying to get the hang of HOW to tell who is linking me…so, if I missed you…my sincere apologies and thank you for your link! Because of all of your kindness, I was ranked the #4 Growing Blog of the Day!

Alright…it seems that I have experienced a second-hand instalanche! Our good friends at The Camp of Saints got an Instalanche. And because I was the lead link in his great review…I got a secondary wave. So, I want to thank Camp of Saints for writing an awesome post and Glenn Reynolds for lanche’ing it as well…

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Thank you to the Camp of Saints! In appreciation…a reblog of this terrific post.

Originally posted on The Camp Of The Saints:

As promised, a quick update in the aftermath of Everybody Blog About Brett Kimberlin Day…

-Stacy McCain has just filed a report on a hearing that will be occurring on Tuesday in Maryland on the Kimberlin v. Walker case.

-Military veteran Nathan Martin, in a post on the aftermath of yesterday, writes:

I tell my son each night when I tuck him in and pray over him (sometimes after he has fallen asleep) that he is a warrior, a scholar, and a gentlemen. But yesterday, while on the frontlines, this warrior had a jolt of why we fight…a jolt that I share with you, as we head into Memorial Day’s festivities. My only regret is that, this weekend, many won’t see it.

Do take the time to click here and read the rest — it ia inspirational.

Also, please check out his podcast from this past Thursday which was all about…

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Originally posted on That Innocuous Girl:

It’s the day after “Everybody Blog About Brett Kimberlin Day,” and you may be wondering, “What now?”  In other words, just how effective is it that we all blogged about wee Brett yesterday if everything now goes back to normal and we all go back to whatever we usually post about?

Remember how the Tea Party took to the streets for some big demonstrations, and then they didn’t?  And the left started saying, Hey!  The Tea Party’s dead!  They must be dead, because they aren’t out in the streets demonstrating anymore.”

The Tea Party people weren’t on the streets anymore because those early demonstrations were designed to meet other like-minded people, face-to-face.  The goal was never to permanently “occupy” the public square, like our good friends on the left are wont to do.  No, the goal was to meet, to realize we were a greater force than even we might…

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What Really Matters…The Aftermath of #BrettKimberlin UPDATED

Political Junkie’s Mom‘s post hit home for me as it ended a bizarre 24 hours for me. Sometimes, in the heat of battle, we get focused so much on the target…we forget what we are fighting for. That is both the positive (and negative) of being a man. Our ability to compartmentalize is what allows us to kill our enemies or prey by day and cradle our children at night. But sometimes we become too engrossed in one compartment. That is why my wife says that she sees her number one job as making sure I don’t ignore the home compartment…it was the same when I was in Iraq. I had a mission to do and I put 110% into it. It was hard to come off that precipice and interact with the family because switching compartments isn’t always easy…but it is necessary.

I tell my son each night when I tuck him in and pray over him (sometimes after he has fallen asleep) that he is a warrior, a scholar, and a gentlemen. But yesterday, while on the frontlines, this warrior had a jolt of why we fight…a jolt that I share with you, as we head into Memorial Day’s festivities. My only regret is that, this weekend, many won’t see it.

I had just gotten off the phone with my friend Stacy McCain, to wish him well and I already felt that twinge…a deep ache you feel for a comrade who is going through something and the helplessness you feel when you can’t really help. Then I sat down and started strolling through my FB Page and saw that my brother (who is deploying) was reunited for the weekend with his son and then I noticed a post from earlier in the week I missed from a close friend…he had lost his son at two months of age…

There are times when we are hit with a brick. There are times when God demands our attention. There are instances when the emotions of a moment are too rich. Sometimes, those moments all hit you at the same time.

WHY I FIGHT

As a Soldier, when I was deployed, I told those close to me that I had resigned my fate. I understood that each time I kissed my wife goodbye, it could be my last. Saying goodbye to my daughter in her crib at 14 months could be the only slightest memory she would have of me. And it was for them, I served my country. The trick is…once you have resigned your fate and after you come back, life is no longer about you. You have to make it about them…it is all there is left.

I fight for my children.

All five of them who are still here and one who we will see again. And it pisses me off that the America that I inherited as my birthright (24 days after Reagan took his oath of office) is being passed off to my posterity in worse shape than when I received it. I feel a bit like Esau’s son having just discovered that the birthright he so richly deserved was no longer his to hold because his parents had sold it for pittance.

That is why the fight we are in, this ideological struggle, is so intense at times. It is so because it is a true battle between two VERY different ideas of what America should look like for our children.

So, those who scream for civility on one hand just use “civility and tolerance” as a club to oppose dissent.

I believe in rational discourse. But when you are being robbed blind is NOT the time to engage in it.

When debate is necessary, I will debate.

When dissent is necessary, I will dissent.

But when my children are threatened and those we love are hurting…we must fight.

Because, my friend, our inalienable rights are worth fighting for. Because we aren’t guaranteed another breath. Because we aren’t guaranteed that the precious gifts God has given us to watch over will awake in the morning. Because there are things more important than US.

That is why I fight. But that is also why, this weekend, I am going to hug my children more. Be more patient when they interrupt my writing a blog. Teach them about what this weekend really means beyond the picnics, parties, and parades.

BECAUSE THAT IS WHAT REALLY MATTERS (I would love to hear your thoughts in the comments)

-In loving memory of those who have come before and those who we will see again when our fight is over-

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