Fear of 7/1 stalks offshore depositors

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Get short in dollars, long in gold, land, durable goods

What does it matter to we the people of the pavement, the paycheck and the payments if multinationals, money managers and moguls suddenly find they can’t stash their cash offshore without paying a huge penalty?

The pundits make it sound like the end of the world because, they say, the dollar will take yet another nose dive off the high dive into an empty pool of evaporated liquidity.

The result? No longer will it be necessary for the world’s trading nations to deal in dollars before investing their currency in consignments of petroleum or wheat, cocoa or sugar, coal or liquid propane.

Europeans and Asians will be free to breeze on by the Treasury and the Fed with their noses in the air, free of fear of the fate of such foolhardy souls as Saddam Hussein, people who thought they could demand payment for their products – in Hussein’s case, it was petroleum, and he wanted euros – in currencies other than the once high and mighty U.S. Dollar.

What’s all the fuss about?

When the nation emerged from a near bankruptcy and bail-out flurry of banks too big to fail and manufacturers too vital to give up valuable market share to foreign brands, when the orgy of borrowing for wars of attrition on two fronts to save big oil’s bacon was drawing down to a close in 2010, Congress acted to close the loopholes top earners have been using to dodge the tax man by transferring their profits to foreign banks in other countries. Then they offset the scene by four years.

Title V of HR 2847 says it short and sweet.

Come out of the huddle with that raunchy old end run after July 1, 2014, and you will face a 30 percent penalty payable to the IRS, and it’s collectable by guess who. The banks themselves are obligated to report on who does what, to collect the dough, and then turn it over to the tax man. If they don’t comply and turn in their customers and the information the tax police need to impound their shekels, they face the choice of being banned from the American playing field. That’s not good; because, for awhile, it’s going to be the hottest scene on the planet – for bankers. For the rest of us, if you smell bacon frying, it’s probably you know what and you’ll know whose it is when you smell it broiling on the griddle. Bon appetit!

The 2010 law is two-pronged. Called the HIRE Act, its immediate concern was to give tax credits to construction oufits who would agree to employ long-term unemployed workers and keep them on the job for 12 months or more, saving them 6.2 percent in employers’ contributions to the Social Security Trust Fund. A dream of the Democratic Senate Committee, it was crafted for the purpose of rebuilding a nation in disrepair.

The goal? To rebuild highway and bridge infrastructure neglected during the wars for big oil, when the tax man collected the full pop of motor fuel use taxes, and the politicos refused to spend it on upkeep of the roads the motorists and truckers use.The problem:

If the dollar loses its status as the world’s reserve currency, the world’s traders in key commodities are no longer forced to convert their cash into dollars in order to buy the daily basket of goods it takes to make their national economies run.

Where does that leave we the people of the pavement, the paycheck and the payments?

That’s an easy question to answer. It’s like this.Every hour of every day – including weekends and holidays – Uncle Sam borrows $200 million he flat does not have in order to spend it on fixed costs he must cover. In two months, the U.S. borrows more than the total earnings of the top 100 corporations in the world.

Where does the money come from?

Quite simply, the Federal Reserve Banks loans it to the Treasury, and they won’t quit doing that when the bottom falls out due to the new regulation on offshore banking by fat cat corporatists and big-time traders, as analysts from every stripe predict it sure will. So, in the midst of this conundrum, the thing to be is a member of the Federal Reserve. Those banks will be the only ones making any real money. All the rest will be getting paid in play money, confetti, oceans and oodles and stacks and bales of pretty paper printed in intricate patterns with big numbers that mean nothing much other than you know what.

To cover the action, the Fed will then in turn order the Treasury to print more dollars, and we’re off to the races.

That means your savings, 401 K plans, holdings in stocks and mutuals, and anything else that is tied to the worth of the dollar will become worth less and less in inflated currency – by the hour. In the past fiscal year alone, the borrowing to cover the national debt has increased exponentially, to a sum of $3,500 billion from a previous flat line of only a small particle of that amount.

How do you bring a once proud nation of earners to its knees, begging for scraps? Make their currency worthless, bankrupt the people by making them fight other nations for the privilege to starve out faster, and count your coupons.

Cheerio. – The Legendary

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M/Sgt CJ Grisham, blogger, combat vet – is a PTSD victim in treatment

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M/Sgt. C.J. Grisham is an activist GI from Temple who gained fame when he went out and purposely got himself busted for carrying his locked, loaded AR-15,  and for leading Open Carry rallies at the State Capitol, the Alamo, and all over Texas. He has authored a blog called “A Soldier’s Perspective” since 2005, contributed to “Doonesbury,” and this is an excerpt from his farewell installment to “The Sand Box.”

If you’re a feeling, thinking human being, you should read this. This is just a sample… – The Legendary

…So, with a heavy heart, I gathered my troops around and tearfully explained to them that I was stepping down as First Sergeant. 

If I’m going to stand up here and tell you it’s okay to get help,” I told them. “I have to be willing to get help myself.”

I’m forever grateful to my commander at the time, who understood and supported what I was doing. And my wife couldn’t have been more supportive.

It had been six years since I was attached to 3/7 Cavalry in the 3rd Infantry Division (Mechanized) for the main assault into Iraq on the evening of March 19, 2003. Our task was to perform a hook maneuver and scout ahead of the division. We raced northwest to Al Salman, then made the sharp right turn towards As Samawah. Salman was a hilly, peaceful place. It was apparent the Iraq military never thought we’d head that way. We had a few small skirmishes, but no damage or injuries were sustained. The biggest problem we had was getting our vehicles through the rugged terrain.

Samawah would be the first time I had to fire a weapon at another human. It wasn’t pretty either. The mujahidin were infesting Samawah. We had outpaced most of the Division, so the fighting largely rested with us. They played dirty, using human shields as they fired their AK47s on full auto while resting the weapons on the shoulders of women who were bleeding from their ears from the sound. It’s hard enough to kill a human enemy; it’s even harder having to kill an innocent person in order to do so…

PS: At the time the Temple P.D. Captured him, Sgt. Grisham and his son Chris were patrolling farm land owned by members of his extended family to let meth cooks know he has his stuff, and he will use it if they don’t stop stealing the anhydrous ammonia that is intended for fertilization of cotton and maize crops… – The Legendary

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Inmate’s fervent appeal: Defense or Assault?


Home invasion or aggravated assault: Witnesses not called…

Columbus, Colorado County, Texas – Exhibit 4 looks like some kind of snapshot from a demented family album. But it’s bound into a dreaded “red jacket” in the 25th State District Clerk’s Office, as ‘Exhibit 4’ in the official court record of a felony trial that put a man in the pen for an enhanced sentence of 65 years as an habitual offender – the “little bitch.”

One glance tells the story. Someone wanted to hurt Christopher Lujan very badly, so the shooter aimed the black .22 six-shooter at his groin, and as he twisted away from the muzzle, the bullet missed his genitals and pierced his peritoneal cavity.

Add in the fact that it was way past beer-thirty – 3 a.m. on a boozy August night in 2006 in the rural suburb of Eagle Lake – and you begin to get a grip on the background to this fine mess. Amado Hernandez Aguilar had not been free from the penitentiary and parole term he was still serving for burglary of a habitation for the five years required for a felon to legally own a firearm. What’s more, when the officers arrested him later, he was still drunk. They initially charged him with public intoxication. Not good.

The shooting victim – fresh back home from a helicopter ride to a Houston emergency ward – identified Aguilar as his assailant. He gave officers a statement that included details of how he had been at the Aguilar residence earlier in the evening, had words with his alleged assailant, and left. Lujan said Aguilar had pulled the gun and displayed it; he told Lujan he was going to shoot him. Lujan said he told Aguilar that if he was going to shoot him, go ahead, but, Lujan told the cops, Aguilar thrust the gun back into his waist band, said the gun was for “the Casanova brothers.”

When he returned, he wanted to visit David Aguilar, who had already gone inside. As he tried to walk past Aguilar and “some girl called Misty,” he stepped onto the porch to knock on the door. Amado Aguilar asked him, “Are you trying to sneak up on me?” He then pulled the same gun he had earlier displayed as they argued. Aguilar shot him from where he stood in the yard. He crouched over Lujan, according to the victim’s statement, and pointed the gun at his head, asking if he wanted him to shoot him again.

Unable to walk due to the severity of the pain, Lujan crawled away to a spot where he collapsed halfway in the yard and half in the street, where officers snapped his picture when they arrived.

When prosecutors presented the case to a Grand Jury, they asked for and got an indictment for aggravated assault with a firearm, a second degree felony that calls for a minimum term of 25 years in the penitentiary, enhanced by the fact that he was at the time of the alleged offense a convicted felon in illegal possession of the firearm, an aggravated offense that calls for enhancement to 65 years as an habitual offender.

Standing trial is for Amado Aguilar a time of intense activity, punctuated by flurries of filing motions to dismiss his court-appointed counsel, then seeking redress with The State Bar of Texas to discipline his trial lawyers and appellate counsel for various transgressions.

His claims of ineffective counsel and court error have now been rejected by the 14th District Court of Appeals in Houston and the Court of Criminal Appeals at Austin. He is headed for U.S. District Court in Houston, and his complaints have something in common with an increasing chorus heard far and wide in the The Lone Star State. Members of the defense as well as prosecution bars have been clamoring for reform of the procedures used in courts statewide to discover exculpatory evidence that could exonerate accused offenders. In many cases, convicted felons have been released from penitentiary cells after serving many years when crusading lawyers have discovered evidence that exonerated them of their crimes – evidence that was previously undisclosed due to “agreed orders for discovery.”

Aguilar alleges that lawyers who have appeared in his behalf have by omission withheld vital discovery information that could exonerate him by various means, including dragging their feet to argue motions before the Court, stalling in timely filing of applications for appeal or writs, the outright failure to call witnesses or to cross examine prosecution witnesses, and ignoring his demands for action and more action in the investigation of witnesses who, he now claims have “new discovery” that will show a jury he is innocent.

Texas courts have responded by saying that his points on appeal consist of harmless error regarding moot points and dismissed them out of hand, without publishing their holdings.

Incarcerated at the James Allred Unit near Wichita Falls in 2008, he churns out lengthy writs and motions on a daily basis in turgid legalese that is filled with typos, syntactical vagaries, and terribly twisted grammatical usages.

A sample: “The crime scene photographs adduced at trial, while tending to support Wilson’s account of Luhan’s (sic) condition, also depict Luhan laying approximately 10 to 15 feet to the left of where the walkway, leading from the doorstep of the residence Luhan testified that he went to first, intersects with the road, which fully evinces, to be where he was at, when Wilson arrived, Luhan would have been going in the wrong direction to reach his professed destination. See (Exhibit-3). Also compare, Luhan’s testimony. (S.F.Vol.1.pgs. 168-169).”

And so it goes, banker boxes filling with material, two volumes of the red jackets thickening by the days and weeks and months that pass.

Nevertheless, his allegations of his attorneys’ malfeasance are serious. Among them:

  • Counsel refused to investigate a number of witnesses or visit the crime scene;
  • The appeals attorney filed his application 108 days late;
  • Counsel refused to get 9-1-1 tapes and interview the caller;
  • The victim was not shot at the Aguilar residence, but in another location;
  • Counsel refused to obtain copies of witness statements;
  • Counsel intentionally misrepresented (defendant’s) request for continuance;
  • Counsel claimed a critical misrepresentation of when officers found the victim;
  • Counsel was aware of the lack of evidence to prove that;
  • Defendant had only one encounter with the victim – when he told him to leave.

  • .Aguilar

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Greetings from… Margaritaville!

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Reporting by R.S. Gates, Story by The Legendary Jim Parks

It was an adroit move on the part of the McLennan County Commissioners Court, this thing of an historic tax raise to cover increased expenses for the care and feeding of prisoners at the County Jail, courtroom security, and a thousand and one other details.

Something that slipped through without any notice – a part of the ‘fluff’ that Tea Party watchdogs often complain of – was the 19th District Court Reporter’s trip to “Margaritaville.”

No, it’s not down on some funky island in the Caribbean named for an obscure French saint, nor is it on an isolated stretch of coastline in Central America, a volcanic paradise overshadowed by towering mountains, bordered by blinding white sugar sands, and bounded just offshore by a fabulous system of coral reefs. This is definitely not the kind of place on the edge of the jungle where some colorful soldier of fortune has laid a plank across two oil drums and pours out the rum, vodka and whiskey each day come tea time.

This is a planned expanse account destination development in the wilds of the Red River bottoms at Bossier City – Louisiana – the best corporate America has to offer and the outfit has a mojo budget to bribe the Texian legislators to keep on voting against legalized gambling – that is, in the Lone Star state. Yeah, that Margaritaville, where rooms cost $259 dollars a night, a cool $159 more than the c-note the county’s travel policy allows.

It’s a long story, but we will try to sum it up in a few brief paragraphs because, hey, that’s where your money goes, folks, clean as a whistle.

And there’s really nothing new about it.

In fact, the venerable pioneering GOP member of the Texas House of Representatives, M.A. Taylor, once recalled that during his freshman term, he jerked the phone up and called The Honorable Bobby Bullock, then State Comptroller. He asked, “Bullock, which ones of these state department heads rush to spend up all they money they have budgeted, so they can go back to the well for more?”

Bullock laughed the obligatory equine snort, according to Rep. Taylor, and replied, “Well, that question will be real easy to answer, Brother Taylor.” He paused for effect. “They ALL do it!”

And so it came to pass that in addition to the stress of taking down every word that is said in the ultra-busy 19th Criminal District Court, a venue where Judge Ralph T. Strother is often at pains to remind witnesses that they must utter actual words such as “Yes,” and “No,” and not just nod their heads when they give their answers, Court Reporter Michelle Karr was called upon to make a transcript of the capital murder trial of Albert Love, a young man recently convicted of the killing of two dope gang members as they sat in a ghetto parking lot smoking a “black and mild.”

Those who are so convicted get an automatic appeal, and it takes an original and two copies to get the higher court reviews necessary to carry out the sentence, be it death, life with no possibility of parole, or any other permutation available to jurors.

The price: $58,954.50. That’s in addition to her annual salary of $74,035.

To cover the extra cost requires an additional $38,955 from a contingency fund, which the Commissioners Court readily approved.

And then, there’s the need for continuing education in that profession, a requirement that is met at various professional development conferences. This year, the Court Reporters chose to address “Managing the Chaos of Court Reporting.”

This clambake will be held at – you guessed it – Margaritaville! Along the tranquil banks and in the bayous of the Red River at – of all places – Bossier City, Louisiana, where zee slots are, how you call, liberal, and zee dice, they are some kinda hot, hot, ami.

So, where did the money come from?

This is not like a corporate bond fund, you see. You are not locked into spending every dime you raise through taxes. You can let a certain amount accumulate, year to year, but it’s limited to a certain margin, and it doesn’t really matter what the margin is because, guess what, they never reach it. Ever.

Our man on the scene, R.S. Gates, says, “They paid it with their little slush fund. That’s where it came from.” He goes on to explain the politics of tax increases and the avoidance of roll-back voter approval elections in this way.

One restraint on spend happy government officials is the Roll Back. If a taxing entity raises the “TAX RATE” above a specified amount, the voters automatically get to hold an election. They use tax rate as a semantic diversion. It is a slightly different method to arrive at how much they are going to spend. The reason voters get a say so about the tax rate rather than the BUDGET is the framers thought this would be more restrictive on government. The roll back rate for tax purposes is some arbitrary percentage of increase governed by the government code or the charter. If the tax rate is increased more than that amount, say 5%, it goes to a vote. What it all boils down to is HOW MUCH STINKING MONEY THEY HAVE TO SPEND. In the case of McLennan County Commissioners, they voted to take the maximum amount of taxes from taxpayers they were allowed to by law without having their decision subject to voter approval.”

Simple enough. What’s more, it works – every time. Gates ought to know. He is a co-founder of the Waco Tea Party, a man living with the ignominy of having been purged from the ranks of that watchdog group over his outspoken criticism of the ways of officials who are so adept at tax and spend tactics.

He is now an outspoken lone wolf, a tea pot, short and stout, with no base upon which he may rest, a singleton dawg on the prairie, howling at the moon over the things he sees and with which he feels copious disapproval.

There are worse fates.

– The Legendary

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Bundy’s son: Sheriff should disarm Feds

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Ryan Bundy

Cliven Bundy’s son Ryan told newsmen that the Sheriff of Clark County, Nevada, and all county sheriffs in all 50 states, should disarm BLM agents and all the other bureaucrats who command the vast array of alphabet soup that governs so much of what passes for business as usual in America.

As such, this is an historical document, a shot heard round the world in its own rite.

It is a clear iteration of an idea that is gaining currency and momentum throughout the nation, backed by citizen militiamen who insist that a strict construction of the 10th amendment would eliminate huge portions of the federal government that are not only unnecessary, but undesirable. Their holding is that such bureaucracies diminish the freedoms and thereby the quality of life of Americans.

It is Bundy’s opinion that according to the U.S. Constitution, the County Sheriff is the only real law enforcement officer in any of the United States.  He also ventures the opinion that the government is merely regrouping, preparing for a more elaborate raid on his family’s cattle ranch, upon which his father has refused to pay grazing fees since 1996. Federal authorities have no right to collect the estimated $1.1 million in unpaid fees, according to Bundy.

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Mack gripes Bundy raid

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Calls Governor’s, Clark County Sheriff’s reactions ‘asinine’

Gilbert, Arizona – The constitutionalist Sheriff who broke the Brady Bill’s requirement to register all handguns at the Supreme Court appeared at the scene of conflict and characterized  the dust-up as ‘asinine.’

He further criticized Nevada Gov. Sandoval and Clark County Sheriff Doug Gillespie’s actions as less than adequate, recalling how a fellow Sheriff in Nye County, when threatened with a federal SWAT team, responded by saying, “I’ve got one, too.”

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GOP candidate favors Vermont’s open carry law

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Cleburne – Dewayne Burns is working hard to win a primary runoff for Texas House District 58, looking to edge his opponent, PhilipEby, and replace veteran solon Rob Orr.

He’s looking to form a coalition with other like-minded conservative Republicans to put six guns back on the hips of Texans as a constitutional right, in a law patterned after that of Vermont’s, which grants the right to carry a handgun openly, simply as a benefit of citizenship and the Second Amendment.

No permit required, no license, no training, no nothing. The only restriction, he says, will be in courthouses and schools – places where guns are a no no, anyway.

Constitutional carry tops his list of must do priorities. It ranks beside illegal immigration, quality of education, right to life,  and a strong law enforcement profile for the Lone Star State. Burns has a solid conservative background, starting with work for Rick Perry as a weights and measures inspector at the Texas Department of Agriculture, then a legislative analyst for Rep. Arlene Wohlgemuth. He is a member of a ranching family who serves on the board of the Cleburne Independent School District. Eby is a Clifton resident of Bosque County. District 58 covers most of Johnson and Bosque.

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TN just says ‘no’ to UN

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Tennessee enacted and signed into law a one-sentence bill prohibiting United Nations observers from monitoring elections unless they have a treaty ratified by the U.S. Senate.

The conflict arose in 2012 when the state enacted a law requiring photo identification to vote. Two UN observers appeared in the throng of 33 that fanned out across the United States to target similar laws coast to coast. The bill has been passed by both houses of the legislature and signed by the Governor.

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Militia stops cattle raid

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Mesquite, NV – As they say in the high desert, whiskey’s for drinking; water’s for fighting about. The armed dispute between citizen militiamen and federal agents that suddenly abated on Saturday in a cessation of hostilities was no different.

It’s all about the water.

More important, it’s all about the sovereignty of the individual to hold title to personal and real property, and the power of a County Sheriff to claim constitutional authority to intercede in the name of the peace and dignity of the people of an individual state.

In this case, the heated exchange of verbiage and emotions nearly led to a second shot heard round the world in a new American revolution.

Hundreds of militiamen armed with AR-15 style assault rifles spearheaded a successful defense by an estimated 1,000 protesters of Cliven Bundy’s ranch, where federal agents had beseiged the beleaguered family for the past week by seizing 300 of a herd of 1,000 cattle.

Bundy owes an estimated $1.1 million in grazing fees he has refused to pay since 1993, when the Bureau of Land Management limited the family’s grazing permit to 150 head.

The dispute centers around a homestead claimed by the Bundy family in 1870 and a further claim of ownership of grazing rights to more than 100,000 acres. The bureau seeks to protect a species of turtle by charging grazing fees per day of $1.35 per mama cow and calf on the limited number of cattle allowed.

The grazing permits disallow cattle trampling the newly grown succulents in the riparian boundries of stream beds, while at the same time severely limiting the construction of earthen cattle watering tanks designed to catch runoff snow melt.

 Bundy will have none of it. He has grazed his cattle ever since 1993, in defiance of repeated orders to the contrary. He has attempted to pay the grazing fees, but not to the federal government. He has persuaded the State of Nevada to hold earnest payments in escrow of some part of what the government claims he owes until his dispute may be settled.

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 After Clark County Sheriff Doug Gillespie completed successful negotiations with the federal authorities, bureau officials agreed to let Bundy have his 300 head of cattle back, and presumably to proceed through more civil means to satisfy their claim against the Bundy family business.

Federal agents attacked protesting members of the family; they were thrown to the ground, shot with Taser guns, and threatened with jail.

It is far from the first time that such a dispute has claimed the attention of the people of the American west.

A case in point is that of the young ranching couple of Kit and Sherry Laney of the Diamond Bar Ranch, who built their operation into an award-winning free range ranch, complete with watering tanks, before federal authorities made a similar move in 1996, limiting their permitted herd size to 300 head and 20 horses after initially permitting more than 1,188 when they acquired 100 acres of real property in January, 1986, near Mimbres, New Mexico. It’s roadless property which fronts on a grazing allotment of 144,578 acres, the largest in the state with a history of grazing permits that dates back to 1908. Permitted herd size peaked at 2,300 in 1924.

Since the road ends at their log cabin, the Laneys carried out their operation from horseback, hauling fencing materials and salt in wagons with draft horses, and packing in everything they needed by horse train. Permits allow no use of motorized transport in the grazing area. We’re talking ranching operations in the manner of the Hat Creek Outfit of Lonesome Dove fame.

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In a memorandum of understanding drafted at the time they acquired the property, the government encouraged water source enhancement in the form of earthen tanks – their aim, to reduce the amount of traffic in stream beds. The Laneys did so, and received special recognition for their stewardship in 1993.

Formation of an environmentalist coalition, a committee of two that ran a full-page ad in the Albuquerque daily newspaper, changed all that. According to Susan Christy of “Range” Magazine, “Gila Watch placed a full-page ad in the Albuquerque Journal in April 1995 showing a bone-thin calf on a worn pasture and claiming that, ‘one rancher commands the use of 145,000 acres of the…wilderness through the ownership of only 115 acres of private land…’”

The people in the big city took to it with the furious indignation of a bunch of Sierra Clubbers to a “guarantee of dolphin-free tuna.” The Laneys were misusing their range land. They demanded satisfaction.

It was the beginning of the end for Kit and Sherry Laney. By 1997, when the U.S. 10th Circuit Court of Appeals had upheld the U.S. Forest Service’s order to get their cows off the place, they pulled up stakes and tried ranching elsewhere.

In 2003, Sherry recalled, they were stymied by dry weather and an inability to meet lease payments. When they looked back at what they had walked away from, all they could see was “a world of grass” at the Diamond Bar. Why not take advantage of it?

They sent the Secretary of Agriculture a letter claiming sovereign ownership by virtue of warranty deeds, moved their cattle back on the range, and, as they say west of Cowtown…The war was on.

Before it was over, Kit Laney wound up in the federal lockup for riding down federal officers who were brandishing assault rifles as they herded his cattle with helicopters and motor vehicles, penning calves away from their mamas, and otherwise making a shambles of his careful stewardship of his herd, a business he and his wife built by hand.

They lost the place. Neither of them are ranchers today.

When former Vietnam war correspondent Anthony Chiaviello penned his critique for “Range” Magazine, he characterized the dispute by writing, “the reality of the environmental conflict surrounding the Diamond Bar was constructed by the rhetoric surrounding it.” Amen.

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Living in biospheres on the turtle’s back

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Mesquite, NV – Cliven Bundy and his family have ranched on public grazing lands for more than 60 years, a hundred thousand acres the family has owned since 1870. Recently, the Bueau of Land Management has ordered them to pay grazing fees or desist from ranching. The Bundys have refused, and government agents are rounding up their cattle at gunpoint, beseiging the family at their ranch.

A Clark County, Nevada, Commissioner advised those who would come to the aid of the Bundys that they “had better have funeral plans.” He didn’t smile, nor did he stutter, when he said it.

It’s all about an endangered species of turtle, the continued propagation of which might not succeed if cattle are allowed to continue to graze in that area.

Is this a new development?

No way. Ranchers using open range throughout the west have come under increasing pressure over the past forty years, beginning with the passage of certain treaties by the United Nations to protect endangered species.

Activists have found working with the UN a much more tractable and efficient means than trying to deal with the ponderous and laborious congressional processes imposed by the U.S. Constitution.

None of these treaties have been ratified by Congress. They have been put in motion by presidential administrations – very quietly – in conjunction with similar movements in nations throughout the world.

The sign of the turtle, new age symbol for the land mass of North America, is ubiquitous in the international movement to nationalize all lands outside “sustainable” communities and reserve the wilderness as a roadless track meant for animals only.

Here is a succinct statement written by an expert observer:

In most communities, neither the victims, nor the proponents of sustainable development are aware that their plight is a part of a global agenda. Indeed, most would scoff at the idea. Nevertheless, the transformation of America is well underway, without public debate, or Congressional approval. From watershed, to ecosystem, to village, to city, to multi-county regions, to transboundary biospheres – the U.N. agenda is being systematically implemented – with the help of elected officials, paid for with the taxes of American citizens.” – Henry Lamb, “Why the Government is Grabbing Our Land” – http://www.citizenreviewonline.org/june_2003/why.htm

It appears that the enabling legislation most fortunate for this program of population reduction, control, and isolation is the Clean Water Act. Its provisions make it easy for federal bureaucrats to throw the full weight of the U.S. Government behind their policies, policies which will ultimately be enforced by troopers of the United Nations.

A quick approach to getting an understanding of the ideas behind this movement is to seek definition of the operant terms as defined by such agencies as the Environmental Protection Agency, UNESCO, Departments of Energy and Interior.

Sustainable communities –


Human Settlements –


Biospheres –



Wildways migration corridors –


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