Wednesday, May 22, 2019

The Man Behind the Gun, the Eugene Stoner Story

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“An Epic Poem in Bronze.”

On August 22, 2018, Forbes Magazine published an article written by Kristina Killgrove entitled “Scholars Explain the Racist History of UNC’s Silent Sam Statue”. 1 Two days earlier, the statue had been pulled down by a crowd of students and activists, who saw it as a symbol of “white supremacy” that had no place on the campus of UNC Chapel Hill. Killgrove clearly sympathized with them, and took an approach that many other writers, journalists, and many activist historians also choose to take: selective recitation of quotes to support what they already believe, otherwise known as “cherry picking”. The quote they all choose, out of the thousands of words spoken when Silent Sam was dedicated in June of 1913, is a portion of the last speech of the day. The speech was given by Julian Carr, who had been a student at UNC during the Civil War. Carr enlisted in the Confederate Army in 1864, and returned to school when the war ended. He later became a major industrialist, entrepreneur and philanthropist celebrated for generously donating land and money to various North Carolina colleges and universities. Finally, he was also a benefactor of the Training School for Colored People in Augusta, Georgia.2

The portion of Carr’s speech that everyone quotes is as follows:

Hiding From the Heat at Cong Hoa Swimming Pool in 1965

Saigon’s most famous swimming pool is perhaps that of the *Cercle Sportif Saigonnais, a huge sporting facility on Nguyen Thi Minh Khai that was built in the 1900s for the city’s rich to frolic in every weekend. For residents living in Tan Binh District, however, northwards of the Cercle Sportif, the Cong Hoa Swimming Pool was the real icon of their childhood memories.

Established in the early 1960s, Cong Hoa was a special swimming pool built for American servicemen, but it was also open for locals hoping to escape the summer heat. The building was your standard pool, shallow on one side for younger guests and novice swimmers and deeper on the other. The pool also featured a four-story diving platform, which was dismantled in recent decades. Cong Hoa, along with Yet Kieu and Lao Dong, forms an important part of old Saigon's piscine culture.

The photos in this collection were taken by American soldier Tom Robinson in 1965 during his tour in Vietnam. The pool is now part of the Cach Mang Thang 8 Cultural and Sport Club and is open to swimmers of all walks of life.

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*I never went to Cong Hoa for some reason but did go to the Cercle Sportif below and the two at the Embassy below that.

Virginia and Emily left  to right.

Unsafe Spaces For Aussie Conservatives

Via Tedmund 

Bill Shorten, Australia Labor Party leader, concedes election he was expected to win handily

As you know, the governing Coalition led by the Liberal Party (which is what the right-of-center party is called in Australia) pulled of a shock win in last weekend’s national election. For the past three years, every poll has predicted a Labor Party victory. In Australia, Labor’s loss has hit the left with the same force that the Trump victory hit the US left. Some are freaking out in ominous ways.

For example:

Ole Miss Alumni Band plays publicly banned From Dixie With Love

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The Popular Vote vs. the Electoral College

Trump to Start Declassifying Deep State Documents Including ‘Bucket 5’ in Next 7-8 Days

Via Billy

The Hill‘s John Solomon joined Sean Hannity on Tuesday night on his top-rated FOX News show.

Solomon told Sean Hannity that according to his sources President Trump will start declassifying documents in the next 7-8 days.

Solomon added that President Trump will start with the release of “Bucket 5” document, the exculpatory statements that the FBI possessed about its targets before it went to the FISA Court.

The Media And The Democrats Are Living In A Fantasy World

On Tuesday’s episode of “The Andrew Klavan Show,” the host discusses how the Democrats and their allies in the mainstream media are living in a fantasy world where every Trump supporter is a racist bigot.

Yesterday, I happened to be in the car listening to the radio when Donald Trump began one of his speeches, one of these rallies. He gives them in these godforsaken places where people don't even live in New York or L.A. I didn't even know there were people out there! But Donald Trump knows there are people out there and he goes out and he starts to give a speech and he is getting kind of more disciplined in his speeches; although he does go off in these hilarious rants sometimes. But anyway, he’s talking about the thing that he should be talking about, which is the economy. But I was listening to those figures which are largely correct. I mean obviously, Trump has that carny barker way of talking where everything is the best ever and the best ever. But you know the numbers are real; he has brought jobs back.

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"The Lying, Thieving Yankees I Hate Them Worst and Worst" - Evidently Applies To Vietnamese Yankees Also:)

Via Tôi Yêu Miền Nam

What’s up at the southern border of these USA

Via 4Branch

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This is one of most informative video clips I’ve yet seen about what’s going on at the southern border of these USA.

The bit about the Honduran woman learning about how to get to these USA through a TV commercial explains a lot. And it explains a lot about Honduras… and it probably explains a lot about the attitude of certain Honduran churchmen.

More with video @ Fr. Z's Blog

Journalists Charged With 15 Felonies For Undercover Videos Exposing Planned Parenthood Take Hit In Court

Portrait of David Daleiden, founder of The Center for Medical Progress at the Value Voters Summit on September 25, 2015 in Washington DC.

Journalists David Daleiden and Sandra Merritt, who exposed suspect dealings at taxpayer-funded abortion mill Planned Parenthood via undercover videos, were denied a request to halt criminal prosecution, a press release from The Thomas More Society said on Friday.

Savagery in South Africa

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Tool and Liezel Wessels with their daughters, Annelie and Jana. (Netwerk24/Supplied)

You and your wife are sitting alone in your home. A few of your workers, who, according to all the other staff, you treat with the greatest care, love and respect, suddenly burst into the house and attack you.

People you know. People you’ve been working with for a long time. People who you treat, like your other workers, so well that they describe you and your wife as “dear and precious people.”

I think the initial big shock is the unbelief, the unreality.

“Goodness, it’s people we work with every day. People for whom I care. Last night we exchanged friendly greetings when they went home. It can’t be?”

You are bumped around. Slapped. Hit with the fist. Your wife starts to cry and beg, but it only increases the cruelty level.

Two hold you from behind while the one man with whom you’ve always got along well opens a pocket knife and repeatedly stabs you.

You are trying to duck away, but the blows rain on you. In your chest … your arms, your face.

You don’t feel the pain, but can see how the blood splashes over everything. Onto your attacker who kindly greeted you yesterday afternoon. On the floor. The clean carpet and furniture …

The shock and disbelief makes you feel like you’re in something like a vacuum, where you look at something that is happening to someone else.

You become aware of your wife’s hysterical screams, but the louder she shouts, the harder one hits her face with a revolver. Your wife… And you are powerless.

They want money. Jewels. Weapons. Someone told them there’s a fortune in the home safe, and they want it!

You open the safe in the midst of the blows that is still raining down on you and show that there is virtually nothing inside.

This has the opposite effect. Now they’re even angrier. Their eyes become wild. They start screaming. The violence is increasing.

“The money has to be somewhere. You hid it. We want it! … ”

The house is being wrecked. Notwithstanding the persistent torture, they get nothing. It is as if they are starting to accept there is no hidden treasure anywhere.

You finally get courage. “Now they see there is nothing here. Thank you Lord, it will stop now. They’re going to leave us … ”.

But that doesn’t happen.

The hysteria made way for something else: a cold, cold evil you have never experienced.

You and your wife are tied to chairs. The one across the other. So you can see each other. As if the cruelty was practiced.

Because if it is not exercised, it is innate, you think surprisingly while it happens …

“I’ll do anything. Anything. And you can kill me. Just let my wife go. I beg you. Have’nt we always been good to you? ”

They don’t grin. “Stay silent your dog! Today we show you who’s boss …! ”

One steps to your beloved, gentle wife with a kettle full of boiling water in his hand. Her body shuddering from the sobs, but no sound comes from her mouth anymore. She is just sitting meekly on the chair to which she was firmly tied.

Then the man, who greeted you so kindly every day, slowly starts pouring the boiling water on her head.

She desperately tries to pull her head away, but the kettle with steaming water stays over her head. Over her face. In her eyes, over her cheeks. Her back. Her breasts … It forms a pool in her lap where she tightly clenches her legs …

You can see her face and neck turn red from the boiling water. And it looks like the skin of her cheeks and neck are beginning to be stripped away …

“Oh God, it can’t be true! Say it’s just a dream. Please Lord, that’s not my wife being burned like that?”

Then you become aware of the voices again. As if coming from a haze… You hear the laughter …

The money is now forgotten. For the attackers, the robbery has now taken on another dimension. It turned into a display of power. An orgy of torture and animal cruelty.

The man is encouraged to boil water more water. As he walks away, another approaches with a toolbox full of tools. He takes out the drill. They talk to each other and again you hear the laugh …

Now the attention is on you. Two hold your head while one screws the thickest drill bit into the drill. He switches it on and puts it on hammer action. You can hear it.

Again the laughter …

You do not feel as the drill bit slowly slips through the bone of your skull and penetrates your eyesocket … You just feel the vibration through your head. Through your brain.

You become aware of your wife’s eyes. It’s red. Full of fear and horror.

“Don’t look. Don’t look … “you’re trying to say, but the words don’t want to form.

You smell burning meat and bone while the drill bit turns and turns …

Back to the farm attack on Monday night in Bonnievale where Mr. Tool Wessels was shot dead outside his home after the torture. Just dressed in underpants. A tie tightly pulled through his mouth.

His wife Liezel survived. She got loose while the men took her husband outside where he was further tortured and then murdered. She managed to get away with her car in time to seek help.

It hurts me to describe an incident so graphically, but I’m not sorry. This must be done. Read it and read it again. Send it to friends.

Because that’s what really happens. Over 25 years we have heard and read so much about farm attacks that it was like reading the review of another thriller.

Something that doesn’t really happen.

Well, this really happens. And much, much more cruel than I can ever describe in words. We must start to realize it.

Through my work as a journalist I visited many scenes of farm attacks. Speaking to many victims and survivors.

What I described above is an almost similar incident that took place outside of Pretoria years ago. The woman later told me how it was played.

Yes, the people really laughed while burning her with boiling water. And holes in her husband’s hands and head were drilled.

She was still lucky. She was not raped and butchered alive as has happened in many instances. Even with pregnant women. The horror stories are endless.

Even her husband was probably lucky not to have seen it before being delivered from his suffering by death.

It really happens.

The incident happened Monday night. Bonnievale. Western Cape. On the farm Kapteinsdrift. With “dear and precious people”. People like you and me.

Always be alert. It doesn’t just happen to others.

Ordinary crime? Hate Murder?

It is for you to decide.

Submitted by Robert, reprinted with the author’s permission