Liberty is an inherently offensive lifestyle. Living in a free society guarantees that each one of us will see our most cherished principles and beliefs questioned and in some cases mocked. That psychic discomfort is the price we pay for basic civic peace. It's worth it. It's a pragmatic principle. Defend everyone else's rights, because if you don't there is no one to defend yours. -- MaxedOutMama

I don't just want gun rights... I want individual liberty, a culture of self-reliance....I want the whole bloody thing. -- Kim du Toit

The most glaring example of the cognitive dissonance on the left is the concept that human beings are inherently good, yet at the same time cannot be trusted with any kind of weapon, unless the magic fairy dust of government authority gets sprinkled upon them.-- Moshe Ben-David

The cult of the left believes that it is engaged in a great apocalyptic battle with corporations and industrialists for the ownership of the unthinking masses. Its acolytes see themselves as the individuals who have been "liberated" to think for themselves. They make choices. You however are just a member of the unthinking masses. You are not really a person, but only respond to the agendas of your corporate overlords. If you eat too much, it's because corporations make you eat. If you kill, it's because corporations encourage you to buy guns. You are not an individual. You are a social problem. -- Sultan Knish

All politics in this country now is just dress rehearsal for civil war. -- Billy Beck

Monday, July 16, 2012

Go, Baby, GO!

Forty-three years ago today I was with my family (minus Dad, who was at work at IBM's facility at the Kennedy Space Center) on the Eastern shore of the Indian River approximately three and a half miles from Launch Complex 39 when the Saturn V launch vehicle carrying Apollo 11 left Earth for its historic trip to the Moon:

I was seven years old. This was the seventh launch of a Saturn V that I had seen, and I was old enough to really grok that this time, we were going to land on the Moon! The crowds were incredible, far larger than for any previous launch. Some huckster was selling gray spray-painted coquina rock as "moon rocks" to moronic tourists. One of our group with a large pair of binoculars yelled out "They're getting ready to launch, Edna! I can see the guy with the match!" Around us, dozens of cameras were pointed at the rocket. But that's the first time I can recall where the expression "the excitement was palpable" was literally factual. It was like a force of its own.

I don't have a lot of memories from my early childhood, but this I remember. We were reaching for the stars.

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