Under Old Management
Bill Whittle is promising, once again, to write more often. I hope he does. He will also begin presale next week of the second edition of his book, Silent America. I may buy the hardcover edition. Comments are back, and he's planning a site redesign. Yay!
Just after the "publication" of SEEING THE UNSEEN, Part 2, I saw a comment somewhere that mentioned I was back and that we could all expect Part 3 sometime in December.
It's funny because it's true.
To my utter amazement and deep embarrassment, I discovered that even with three or four months between postings, I was still receiving around 1500 hits a day. That made me realize something: this site was like a casino on a desert road. Once it was all lit up, all neon and searchlights, lines of cars pulled up to the entrance and bustle and activity everywhere. Of course, since then it must often appear boarded up, tumbleweeds blowing through the chipped and bone-dry basins where the fountains once were, broken windows revealing large and empty rooms and a general state of abandoned dilapidation.
And still, 1500 people a day would drive by, looking for signs of life... slowing down a little, then hitting the gas and driving off, wondering how many times they would keep doing this before they finally got the message and gave up. It's especially ironic to me as the son of a hotel manager. I grew up around hospitality. I know better than that.
Let's just say I consider the past two years a near death experience.
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Thoughts on the Virginia Tech Massacre, or When Will Congress Admit Its Culpability?
Become Just. One. Person.
Ban on army firearms at home wins support in Switzerland
Katey's Firearms Facts
Victim Disarmament Kills Again
The Control Cult
Butchers With Immaculate Hands
Pyre
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Waco, Oklahoma City, Columbine and Virginia Tech