Forgive Them, For They Know Not!


                           “Learning is not compulsory, but neither is survival.”

— W. Edwards Deming, quality expert

What struck me in the quote above was Deming’s linking of word learning to survival. I found it interesting that he chose the word “learning” over education. The fact of the matter is that because of our education system, we have to unlearn what we’ve learned in order to survive! For example, there is nothing I can think of that has been more indelibly planted in my mind as a baby boomer than the ostracizing and demonization of Senator Joe McCarthy for, as it turns out, calling evil by its true name! In the rear view mirror of history and experience we now know that as a result, an entire generation was set up to see the actual criminal (if one considers subversion a criminal activity) as a victim. I wager that without this set up, the Marxists would never have gained the power and influence they wield so tragically in our schools today!

Question– What sort of public accepts an Attorney General who ignores black militants in jack boots with clubs caught on video intimidating voters in Philly and offering a cash reward for the murder of another citizen? What kind of public tolerates that same Attorney General’s praise of a serial racist who calls for race riots at the behest of a President who has clearly come to divide? Answer– The same public that has been conditioned to see criminals as victims! …and that my friends, is a public that has been processed through the indoctrination mills otherwise known as our public education system!

“I’d rather entrust the government of the United States to the first 400 people listed in the Boston telephone directory than to the faculty of Harvard University.” – William F. Buckley

My 16-year-old stepson is with his mother on the campus of Harvard at this very moment and all I can think of are the words of former KGB Agent Yuri Bezmenov…

…To change the perception of reality of every American to such an extent that despite of the abundance of information, no one is able to come to sensible conclusions in the interest of defending themselves, their families, their community and their country.

It’s a great brainwashing process which goes very slow, and it is divided in four basic stages. The first one being demoralization. It takes from 15-20 years to demoralize a nation. Why that many years? Because this is the minimum number of years it takes to educate one generation of students in the country of your enemy…

And yet we have been so thoroughly conditioned to distrust those like Buckley who look, act and speak Conservatese while we affectionately throw villains like former Obama Green Czar Van Jones (Now the Leader of the American Spring) the keys to our hearts, minds and souls as he literally rapes the mind of our children…telling them that “they are Gods”, we are idiots and to forget everything we’ve ever taught them! I guess we get what we pay for right? I believe they call it tuition.

Just last summer I listened in horror as a member of my own family revealed the level of his own indoctrination. More than half way through Obama’s first term in office (a term that he made possible with his vote), he expressed a mild concern with Obama…and scorn for Palin, “How could she quit the Office of Governor?” All while we sat watching the story of our Founding on the History Channel with his young children! They have literally taken his brain!

It really doesn’t matter who we elect as President in November, if we don’t fix this. And I don’t know how we fix this without a complete overhaul of our education system. The greatest system of government ever conceived by man and blessed by God is on the very brink of total collapse because of the cancer that has taken it over!

The key is demoralization. If that is their goal, as Bezmenov stated…then we can’t let them have it! This is where we must turn to God; love and forgive our family…for they truly know not what they do! And it is because of our own complacency and lack of stewardship that we must also love and forgive ourselves! In our hearts we must re-ignite the spark and memory of what it means to be Americans. We must embrace our heritage as a nation of true heroes and patriots and learn to recognize and reject the words of false prophets and professors; whether they flow from Cambridge or…the Oval Office!

They may have the keys, but we have faith in God! And God will Bless America!



Chip Murray: Wide Awake

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8 Responses to Forgive Them, For They Know Not!

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  2. One of your best columns, Chip.

    Yes. You get to the heart of it. The problem is “We The People” and only “We The People” can rescue ourselves.

    Will we…?


    Yes… I know… this is where we part ways. Even when you face the truth – as you’ve done here – your “faith” leads you to believe that in the end God will somehow intervene.

    I don’t think so. Not because I don’t believe in God. Not because I don’t believe God isn’t “rooting” for us. No… I don’t think so because I believe God gave Man free will and like it or not, far too many Americans have lost the will – and the desire – to return to the Constitutional Republic our Founders fought and died to form and our ancestors fought and died to keep and expand.

    As you note, Chip, the rot is deep within your own family. Well… sad to say… mine too.

    As bad as things are now… after all we’ve seen over the past decade, and especially the past three plus years… it appears that the REPUBLICAN PARTY is gonna give the nation Mitt Romney as their nominee and as if that weren’t depressing enough, according to most polls President Obama is presently “the favorite” for re-election.

    (Oh… and Hillary Rodham Clinton has a 65% approval rating; perhaps higher!)

    God isn’t gonna do all the heavy lifting, Chip. We’re on our own. And Chip… as you acknowledge… we’re outnumbered.

    Damn! I woke up in a good mood this morning… the sun shining… the weekend near… and now I’ve gone and faced reality and now… I’M DEPRESSED.


  3. shutupnsing says:

    Bill…thanks for your comments. As you accurately point out; there are two significant differences in us…and they both have to do with FAITH. My Faith in God, and my Faith in Us. I will follow this post with two others. The first which is lengthy but worth the read, I PROMISE, reflects my faith in Us…and explains why I will never allow myself to become demoralized or to give up on Us…to my last breath. And the second reflects my faith in God.

  4. shutupnsing says:

    1) “The Last Six Seconds” need to read this

    One can hardly conceive of the enormous grief held quietly within General Kelly as he spoke.

    On Nov 13, 2010, Lt. General John Kelly, USMC, gave a speech to the Semper Fi Society of St. Louis , MO. This was four days after his son, Lt Robert Kelly, USMC, was killed by an IED while on his 3rd Combat tour. During his speech, General Kelly spoke about the dedication and valor of our young men and women who step forward each and every day to protect us.

    During the speech, he never mentioned the loss of his own son. He closed the speech with the moving account of the last six seconds in the lives of two young Marines who died with rifles blazing to protect their brother Marines.

    “I will leave you with a story about the kind of people they are, about the quality of the steel in their backs, about the kind of dedication they bring to our country while they serve in uniform and forever after as veterans. Two years ago when I was the Commander of all U.S. and Iraqi forces, in fact, the 22 ND of April 2008, two Marine infantry battalions, 1/9 “The Walking Dead,” and 2/8 were switching out in Ramadi. One battalion in the closing days of their deployment going home very soon, the other just starting its seven-month combat tour. Two Marines, Corporal Jonathan Yale and Lance Corporal Jordan Haerter, 22 and 20 years old respectively, one from each battalion, were assuming the watch together at the entrance gate of an outpost that contained a makeshift barracks housing 50 Marines. The same broken down ramshackle building was also home to 100 Iraqi police, also my men and our allies in the fight against the terrorists in Ramadi, a city until recently the most dangerous city on earth and owned by Al Qaeda.

    Yale was a dirt poor mixed-race kid from Virginia with a wife and daughter, and a mother and sister who lived with him and whom he supported as well. He did this on a yearly salary of less than $23,000. Haerter, on the other hand, was a middle class white kid from Long Island . They were from two completely different worlds. Had they not joined the Marines they would never have met each other, or understood that multiple America ‘s exist simultaneously depending on one’s race, education level, economic status, and where you might have been born. But they were Marines, combat Marines, forged in the same crucible of Marine training, and because of this bond they were brothers as close, or closer, than if they were born of the same woman.

    The mission orders they received from the sergeant squad leader I am sure went something like, “Okay you two clowns, stand this post and let no unauthorized personnel or vehicles pass. You clear?”

    I am also sure Yale and Haerter then rolled their eyes and said in unison something like, “Yes Sergeant,” with just enough attitude that made the point without saying the words, “No kidding ‘sweetheart’, we know what we’re doing.” They then relieved two other Marines on watch and took up their post at the entry control point of Joint Security Station Nasser, in the Sophia section of Ramadi, Al Anbar, Iraq .

    A few minutes later a large blue truck turned down the alley way – perhaps 60-70 yards in length, and sped its way through the serpentine of concrete jersey walls. The truck stopped just short of where the two were posted and detonated, killing them both catastrophically. Twenty-four brick masonry houses were damaged or destroyed. A mosque 100 yards away collapsed. The truck’s engine came to rest two hundred yards away knocking most of a house down before it stopped. Our explosive experts reckoned the blast was made of 2,000 pounds of explosives. Two died, and because these two young infantrymen didn’t have it in their DNA to run from danger, they saved 150 of their Iraqi and American brothers-in-arms.

    When I read the situation report about the incident a few hours after it happened I called the regimental commander for details as something about this struck me as different.

    Marines dying or being seriously wounded is commonplace in combat. We expect Marines regardless of rank or MOS to stand their ground and do their duty, and even die in the process, if that is what the mission takes. But this just seemed different. The regimental commander had just returned from the site and he agreed, but reported that there were no American witnesses to the event – just Iraqi police. I figured if there was any chance of finding out what actually happened and then to decorate the two Marines to acknowledge their bravery, I’d have to do it as a combat award that requires two eye-witnesses and we figured the bureaucrats back in Washington would never buy Iraqi statements. If it had any chance at all, it had to come under the signature of a general officer.

    I traveled to Ramadi the next day and spoke individually to a half-dozen Iraqi police all of whom told the same story. The blue truck turned down into the alley and immediately sped up as it made its way through the serpentine. They all said, “We knew immediately what was going on as soon as the two Marines began firing.” The Iraqi police then related that some of them also fired, and then to a man, ran for safety just prior to the explosion. All survived. Many were injured, some seriously. One of the Iraqis elaborated and with tears welling up said, “They’d run like any normal man would to save his life.” “What he didn’t know until then,” he said, “And what he learned that very instant, was that Marines are not normal.”

    Choking past the emotion he said, “Sir, in the name of God no sane man would have stood there and done what they did.” “No sane man.” “They saved us all.”

    What we didn’t know at the time, and only learned a couple of days later after I wrote a summary and submitted both Yale and Haerter for posthumous Navy Crosses, was that one of our security cameras, damaged initially in the blast, recorded some of the suicide attack. It happened exactly as the Iraqis had described it. It took exactly six seconds from when the truck entered the alley until it detonated.

    You can watch the last six seconds of their young lives. Putting myself in their heads I supposed it took about a second for the two Marines to separately come to the same conclusion about what was going on once the truck came into their view at the far end of the alley. Exactly no time to talk it over, or call the sergeant to ask what they should do. Only enough time to take half an instant and think about what the sergeant told them to do only a few minutes before, “Let no unauthorized personnel or vehicles pass.” The two Marines had about five seconds left to live.

    It took maybe another two seconds for them to present their weapons, take aim, and open up. By this time the truck was half-way through the barriers and gaining speed the whole time. Here, the recording shows a number of Iraqi police, some of whom had fired their AKs, now scattering like the normal and rational men they were – some running right past the Marines. They had three seconds left to live.

    For about two seconds more, the recording shows the Marines’ weapons firing non-stop the truck’s windshield exploding into shards of glass as their rounds take it apart and tore in to the body of the (I deleted) who is trying to get past them to kill their brothers – American and Iraqi-bedded down in the barracks totally unaware of the fact that their lives at that moment depended entirely on two Marines standing their ground.

    If they had been aware, they would have known they were safe because two Marines stood between them and a crazed suicide bomber. The recording shows the truck careening to a stop immediately in front of the two Marines. In all of the instantaneous violence Yale and Haerter never hesitated. By all reports and by the recording, they never stepped back. They never even started to step aside. They never even shifted their weight. With their feet spread shoulder width apart, they leaned into the danger, firing as fast as they could work their weapons. They had only one second left to live.

    The truck explodes. The camera goes blank. Two young men go to their God. Six seconds. Not enough time to think about their families, their country, their flag, or about their lives or their deaths, but more than enough time for two very brave young men to do their duty into eternity. That is the kind of people who are on watch all over the world tonight – for you.

    We Marines believe that God gave America the greatest gift he could bestow to man while he lived on this earth – freedom. We also believe he gave us another gift nearly as precious – our soldiers, sailors, airmen, U S Customs and Border Patrol, Coast Guardsmen, and Marines – to safeguard that gift and guarantee no force on this earth can ever steal it away.

    It has been my distinct honor to have been with you here today. Rest assured our America, this experiment in democracy started over two centuries ago, will forever remain the “land of the free and home of the brave” so long as we never run out of tough young Americans who are willing to look beyond their own self-interest and comfortable lives, and go into the darkest and most dangerous places on earth to hunt down, and kill, those who would do us harm.

    God Bless America , and SEMPER FIDELIS !”

    IT WOULD BE NICE (GREAT!) TO SEE the message spread if more would pass it on Semper Fi, God Bless America and God Bless the United States Marine Corps…

    Often Tested, Always Faithful, Brothers Forever

  5. shutupnsing says:

    2) Therefore take unto you the armour of God, that you may be able to resist in the evil day, and to stand in all things perfect. Stand therefore, having your loins girt about with truth, and having on the breastplate of justice, and your feet shod with the preparation of the gospel of peace: In all things taking the shield of faith, wherewith you may be able to extinguish all the fiery darts of the most wicked one. And take unto you the helmet of salvation, and the sword of the Spirit (which is the word of God).
    Ephesians 6:13-17

  6. A touching story, Chip; but also a tragic story.

    These two brave marines did their duty. They defended their fellow marines – who shouldn’t have been there in the first place at that point – and they died to protect Iraqi civilians and Iraqi police… many of whom no doubt long to kill Americans and are serving only as infiltrators.


    Do you feel safer because those two marines died in Iraq? I don’t. I feel sadness and dispair at the waste in blood and treasure.

    Hey… I’ve got an idea! Let’s go back to Vietnam! Yeah… that’s the ticket… let’s go back and “win” that one!


    Chip. As our southern border lies mainly unprotected and foreigners “invade” our country our marines are fighting and dying overseas…??? Uh-huh.

    Chip. As the federal government borrows 43-cents of every dollar it spends for OPERATING EXPENSES we’ve sunk over a trillion dollars into Iraq and Afghanistan? Yeah… makes sense… if one is insane, that is!

    In any case, Chip, once again you point to absolutely nothing that contradicts what I wrote.

    I’m sorry – but there you have it.

    You want proof? OK. Here:

    BEST CASE SCENARIO… Mit “RomneyCare” Romney is gonna be the next President of the United States.

    BEST CASE SCENARIO… John Boehner is gonna be Speaker of the House.

    BEST CASE SCENARIO… Mitch McConnell is gonna be Senate Majority Leader.

    BEST Case SCENARIO… Nan Hayworth is gonna be re-elected.


    Yeah, Chip… the birth certificate thing again… THAT’S the ticket to Obama’s downfall. You keep on telling yourself that.


    Chip. You want me to base a prediction upon biblical truths? Sure! Be glad to! Ready…???


    And, Chip… the vast, vast, vast majority of Americans seem unwilling to help themselves.

    There’s a movie I’ve never seen called “Reality Bites.”

    Like I say… I’ve never SEEN the movie… but I’ve gotta applaud the title.


    Keep praying, Chip! No one hopes you’re right and I’m wrong more than I!

  7. says:

    I am your humble servant.



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