An Act of War

On June 8, 1967, Israeli air and naval forces attacked America’s most advanced spy ship, the U.S.S. Liberty, killing 34 of its crew and wounding 174. Fifty years on, thanks to the complicity of the mainstream media, the cover up ordered by President Johnson is still in place.

What Defenders of Tariffs Do Not Understand

Gary North is absolutely correct on this:

Defenders of tariffs basically do not understand economics. They really are economic ignoramuses. They do not understand economic cause-and-effect. They do not understand the fact that consumers are being hurt by the tariffs. They call for these discriminatory taxes, and they do it in the name of liberty. They do it in the name of fairness. Yet discriminatory taxation is inherently unfair…

Unless you want to stand strong alongside John Maynard Keynes, I suggest that you abandon the idea that tariffs are a benefit to the United States or any other country, and that they really do protect most Americans. Tariffs protect inefficient Americans who do not produce goods that meet the demands of American consumers. This is why these people call on the federal government to protect them — not against foreign exporters, but rather against Americans who want to do business with foreign exporters. They find it politically advantageous to blame foreign exporters, and they find it advantageous to remain silent about stealing from their fellow Americans who would like to purchase goods from foreign exporters.

North’s entire analysis is worth reading: here.

A Confederate Soldiers Duty

‘A Confederate Soldiers Duty’

He stands his post as best he can
This young boy forced to become a man

The last word he had from home had been bad
His aged parents failing health had made him sad

His young wife should have their first in June
He closes his eyes remembering how she looked neath the Southern moon

There has been no pay for quite some time
Not even one thin dime

Not much to buy and the money don’t buy much anyway
Why that is he can not say

He worries for his wife and parents back home
Yet he stands here all alone

Hunger gnaws at his insides till he gives a groan
He tries hard to not to be vocal with his moan

Dysentery steals the strength from him
Causes his eyesight to grow dim

Damp cold works past the many patches on his uniform chilling him through and through
Yet he bows his head and prays for the safety of his loved ones, it is all he can do

But he stands his post as best he can
Because he would give his very life for this Southern Land

The Ole Dog!

Dedicated to all the thousands of Confederate Heroes who fought, and the thousands who died, defending their Country, and their moral Southern way of life, their families, homes, from an invading enemy who raped, robbed, and murdered innocent Southern Civilians by the thousands.

Teach Your Children The Truth! Or the Zionist will Teach Them Lies

A few months back, took a grandson to stand in reverence by some graves of Confederate Soldiers. I explained to him that these men did not want war. They were farmers, small business men. Store keepers, blacksmiths, doctors, ministers, ranchers. They did not go to war. War came to them and violated the peace, their families, their States, and their Country. They simply, as good men should always do, lay down their plows and picked up their arms, kissed their loved ones goodbye, and went to try to stop the evil of the Zionist invasion. They stood shoulder to shoulder, starving, worrying about if the damn zionist yankees had raped all their children, wives, mothers, grandmothers, cows, pigs, dogs, chickens, killed them all. Burned their homes, barns, pig pins, out houses, churches, courthouses, convents, hospitals, theological seminaries. They tied rags around their worn out shoes, and marched in the snow, digging defenses and manning them. They them fought and died against a much better fed, clothed, armed, superior numerally enemy. Continue reading

2 High-Level Govt Child Trafficking Rings Busted and American Media is Silent

In late 2016, the government’s spin machine made it a point to feature “pizza gate,” only to mock anyone who would ever believe it to be true. The thought that high-level government officials in the U.S. would or could ever be involved in sex-trafficking or pedophilia was presented as far-fetched conspiracy theory, only believed by the fringe elements of society. But as The Free Thought Project has reported on numerous occasions, pedophilia involving high-level government officials is becoming the norm rather than the exception.

But the American spin machine, thus far, has been able to make anyone who talks about it look like a crazy person. The problem is getting so large, however, these sickos are having a hard time keeping it under wraps. As the Free Thought Project previously reported, former Congresswoman Cynthia McKinney says if the government actually investigated it, child trafficking would destroy both Democrats and Republicans.

Jack Burns


“Law” by Charles Bukowski

[One of my favorite Bukowski poems.]

“Look,” he told me,
“all those little children dying in the trees.”
And I said, “What?”
He said, “look.”
And I went to the window and sure enough, there they were hanging in the trees,
dead and dying.
And I said, “What does it mean?”
He said, “I don’t know it’s authorized.”

The next day I got up and they had dogs in the trees,
hanging, dead, and dying.
I turned to my friend and I said, “What does it mean?”
And he said,
“Don’t worry about it, it’s the way of things. They took a vote. It was decided.”

The next day it was cats.
I don’t see how they caught all those cats so fast and hung them in the trees, but they did.
The next day it was horses,
and that wasn’t so good because many bad branches broke.

And after bacon and eggs the next day,
my friend pulled his pistol on me across the coffee
and said,
“Let’s go,”
and we went outside.
And here were all these men and women in the trees,
most of them dead or dying.
And he got the rope ready and I said,
“What does it mean?”
And he said, “It’s authorized, constitutional, it passed the majority,”
And he tied my hands behind my back then opened the noose.
“I don’t know who’s going to hang me,” he said,
“When I get done with you.
I suppose when it finally works down
there will be just one left and he’ll have to hang himself.”
“Suppose he doesn’t,” I ask.
“He has to,” he said,
“It’s authorized.”
“Oh,” I said, “Well,
let’s get on with it.”

Southern Christianity, Vs Yankee Zionism

I grew up with a Southern Christian father, and a Zionist Yankee mother. She never made it up North, lived in Texas all her life. Her great grandfathers, both side, shot zionist baby raping Yankees. But she was a Yankee Zionist.

After the war was over, the Zionist Yankees infiltrated Southern Churches with their Zionism disease. My mothers grandfather, who partially raised her, was indoctrinated, and he beat it in her head.

Father was exposed to the Yankee Zionist “Christian” teachings, but for the most part, had as little to do with them as possible.

The purpose of this piece is to give the reader a short history of the differences between the two “Christianity’s”. Continue reading


Hey Southern Patriot, serving in the USA military, you are the ass hole zionist yankee scum, who you hate, because they gang banged your great-great grandmother and great grandfather when he was ten! You are the raping murdering scum, attacking a people who did nothing to you! Maybe the damn yankees were right. Maybe Southerners are too stupid to have their own government.

I know by now that you Naval Jack waving Buba’s are thinking what you would do to me if you could get you hands on me. I know you have swelled with indignation that any ass hole would question your Southern Pride. Well, if you are serving in the US military, and saluting the damn yankee rag that flew above while the yankee bastards gang raped your ten year old great grandfather, then as far as i am concerned, you can stick your Southern pride up your Zionist Yankee ass! I did not come to this lightly. It is not with self righteous pride, that i look down and say this. Because i was a zionist yankee doing to another people, what i hated the zionist yankees doing to my Southern people. I my self, had to grasp my shoulders, and forcefully jerk my Southern head, out of my Zionist Yankee ass.

Here is how i did that. Continue reading

The Impossible Distance

On the TV I watched them marching toward the border
row upon row of them in the hot bright sun
they marched without guns
without tanks and missiles
although some
like the shepherd boy David
did pick up a few rocks to hurl into the impossible distance

I watched them stream down the green hill toward the heaps of dirt and wire
I saw them
old and young
walk toward the occupied land
I saw them come closer
close enough for the heavily-armed occupying force to have them in range

From a distance
behind the barbed wire
with the occupiers
where the cameras that showed the scene were set
I heard the dull pops and parps of the guns as they fired

I saw the marchers kept streaming down the hill
although the first wave was now breaking in disarray
I heard the guns again
I saw some marchers fall
others scramble back
and still more coming down

Pop Pop Parp
The dull sounds
intermittent – careful
The bullets whizzed across the distance
the impossible distance
which no stone could traverse

The bullets threw up clouds of dirt
they struck flesh
I saw bodies twisting and going down
the march became a rescue party
the dead and wounded were lifted onto sheets and stretchers
as the bullets kept coming
dull – intermittent – careful
Pop Pop Parp

as many lay dead
as many lay bleeding in bright hot sun
across the distance
from behind the barbed wire and hot-barrelled weapons
I watched the canisters of tear gas sailing through the air
trailing streams of smoke
they landed on the dirt and the green grass
and spewed their painful irresistible fog

Now at last
the marchers
who had kept coming in the face of the bullets
turned and fled
carrying the dead
the dying and bleeding
they ran back up the green hill

Then suddenly the scene shifted to an anonymous government office
where a comely young spokeswoman
speaking crisp American-accented English
explained that these unweaponed marchers
walking in the hot bright sun
posed such an overwhelming threat
to the heavily-armed occupying forces
behind the walls of barbed wire
that there was no alternative
no other choice
but to open fire across the impossible distance that no stone could traverse
to fire into the unarmed crowd
to fire again and again and again and again
to watch them twist and fall into the mounds of dirt

No Choice
No Alternative

Her appearance on the screen lasted
as long as the time given to the marchers and their dead
the reporter
who was standing near the border
behind the barbed wire
who had seen it all with her own eyes
dutifully concluded her piece with geopolitical context
one side says this
the other says that
plots and machinations lie behind every public outpouring
but even given all that
even she
speaking as the marchers were fleeing from the noxious clouds behind her
even she
could not avoid the obvious question—

Why use the tear gas last?
Why shoot first?
Why fire into the bodies
into the unarmed marchers
and kill them
when all along you were equipped with the proven means
to disperse them without death and blood?

It seems then
there was a choice for the occupying force

And they made that choice

The choice to kill
to speak with death and blood across the impossible distance

Pushing Freedom

“We” are pushing freedom to the world and daring them to oppose it and bribing them kindly to accept it and dropping death on those who refuse it.
Ours is but a dumbed-down imperial culture that doesn’t want to come to terms with the systemic and structural reasons for its decline.
Language is an invention that makes it possible for a person to deny what he is doing even as he does it.
War Crime is now completely normalized in amerikan politics and amerikan society.

It’s what amerika does.

It’s what amerika is.

And “We” don’t care.