Today is the Anniversary of the Patrick Henry famous “Give me Liberty or Give me Death” speech.

Lady Libertas read the Patrick Henry speech this morning over and over again.  There are frequent quotes on Lady Libertas from Patrick Henry as he is one of my personal favorites … his message speaks to my soul and has been fuel for me, especially in the past year .

Lady Libertas finds it ironic … mocking … a slap in the face … that Obama is signing the largest takeover of Liberty in the history of the United States into Law.  And there is no doubt in my mind that Obama and his minions are delirious over the import of today and what it means to TRUE PATRIOTS and AMERICANS while they sign their Marxist Agenda Step One into Law.

Lady Libertas cannot watch – I will not give them the satisfaction of feeling defeated even for one moment more.

Lady Libertas will say this – Mock our Founders at your peril, Obamabots.  The American People have the DNA of Liberty in their veins and WE ARE NOT DONE …

To All of the Wonderful Patriots that read Lady Libertas – Let us remember Patrick Henry and the fire in his belly about our Great Republic today … Let us focus on the sentiments expressed by him in 1775 that are FRIGHTENINGLY RELEVANT  TODAY …  Let us Remember where we came from & where we are going …

And Lady Libertas is here to tell you – I AM NOT GOING TO SOCIALISM.

God Bless Our Founders – God Bless the Liberty that they gave us and God Help Us Protect It.

From Patrick Henry on March 23, 1775:

No man thinks more highly than I do of the patriotism, as well as abilities, of the very worthy gentlemen who have just addressed the House. But different men often see the same subject in different lights; and, therefore, I hope that it will not be thought disrespectful to those gentlemen, if, entertaining as I do opinions of a character very opposite to theirs, I shall speak forth my sentiments freely and without reserve.

This is no time for ceremony. The question before the House is one of awful moment to this country. For my own part I consider it as nothing less than a question of freedom or slavery; and in proportion to the magnitude of the subject ought to be the freedom of the debate. It is only in this way that we can hope to arrive at truth, and fulfill the great responsibility which we hold to God and our country. Should I keep back my opinions at such a time, through fear of giving offense, I should consider myself as guilty of treason towards my country, and of an act of disloyalty towards the majesty of heaven, which I revere above all earthly kings.

Mr. President, it is natural to man to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes against a painful truth, and listen to the song of that siren, till she transforms us into beasts. Is this the part of wise men, engaged in a great and arduous struggle for liberty? Are we disposed to be of the number of those who, having eyes, see not, and having ears, hear not, the things which so nearly concern their temporal salvation?

For my part, whatever anguish of spirit it may cost, I am willing to know the whole truth — to know the worst and to provide for it. I have but one lamp by which my feet are guided; and that is the lamp of experience. I know of no way of judging of the future but by the past. And judging by the past, I wish to know what there has been in the conduct of the British ministry for the last ten years, to justify those hopes with which gentlemen have been pleased to solace themselves and the House?

Is it that insidious smile with which our petition has been lately received? Trust it not, sir; it will prove a snare to your feet. Suffer not yourselves to be betrayed with a kiss. Ask yourselves how this gracious reception of our petition comports with these warlike preparations which cover our waters and darken our land. Are fleets and armies necessary to a work of love and reconciliation? Have we shown ourselves so unwilling to be reconciled that force must be called in to win back our love? Let us not deceive ourselves, sir. These are the implements of war and subjugation — the last arguments to which kings resort. I ask gentlemen, sir, what means this martial array, if its purpose be not to force us to submission? Can gentlemen assign any other possible motives for it? Has Great Britain any enemy, in this quarter of the world, to call for all this accumulation of navies and armies?

No, sir, she has none. They are meant for us; they can be meant for no other. They are sent over to bind and rivet upon us those chains which the British ministry have been so long forging. And what have we to oppose to them? Shall we try argument? Sir, we have been trying that for the last ten years. Have we anything new to offer on the subject? Nothing.

We have held the subject up in every light of which it is capable; but it has been all in vain. Shall we resort to entreaty and humble supplication? What terms shall we find which have not been already exhausted? Let us not, I beseech you, sir, deceive ourselves longer.

Sir, we have done everything that could be done to avert the storm which is now coming on. We have petitioned; we have remonstrated; we have supplicated; we have prostrated ourselves before the throne, and have implored its interposition to arrest the tyrannical hands of the ministry and Parliament.

Our petitions have been slighted; our remonstrances have produced additional violence and insult; our supplications have been disregarded; and we have been spurned, with contempt, from the foot of the throne. In vain, after these things, may we indulge the fond hope of peace and reconciliation. There is no longer any room for hope.

If we wish to be free — if we mean to preserve inviolate those inestimable privileges for which we have been so long contending — if we mean not basely to abandon the noble struggle in which we have been so long engaged, and which we have pledged ourselves never to abandon until the glorious object of our contest shall be obtained, we must fight! I repeat it, sir, we must fight! An appeal to arms and to the God of Hosts is all that is left us!

They tell us, sir, that we are weak — unable to cope with so formidable an adversary. But when shall we be stronger? Will it be the next week, or the next year? Will it be when we are totally disarmed, and when a British guard shall be stationed in every house? Shall we gather strength by irresolution and inaction? Shall we acquire the means of effectual resistance, by lying supinely on our backs, and hugging the delusive phantom of hope, until our enemies shall have bound us hand and foot?

Sir, we are not weak, if we make a proper use of the means which the God of nature hath placed in our power. Three millions of people, armed in the holy cause of liberty, and in such a country as that which we possess, are invincible by any force which our enemy can send against us. Besides, sir, we shall not fight our battles alone. There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations, and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us.

The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave. Besides, sir, we have no election. If we were base enough to desire it, it is now too late to retire from the contest. There is no retreat but in submission and slavery! Our chains are forged! Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston! The war is inevitable — and let it come! I repeat it, sir, let it come!

It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, “Peace! Peace!” — but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God! I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty, or give me death!

Patrick Henry – March 23, 1775

Senator Harry Reid announced the following today:

“Today is a big day in America. Only 36,000 people lost their jobs today, which is really good,” Reid said Friday on the Senate floor.

Video- Harry Reid\’s Big Day In America

BREAKING NEWS:  SENATOR HARRY REID IS BEING CONTROLLED BY ALIENS or possibly has had a psychotic break from Lame Duck Flu.

Lady Libertas can think of no other explanation for the callous and disgusting remarks made by Senator Harry Reid, Majority Leader of the Senate.

There are no words to describe the complete disconnect that Harry Reid, Nancy Pelosi and the Obama Administration have with the American People.  The same People that they have made oaths to serve.

Oath Breakers all of them.

Today in the United States of America – 36, 000 People received notice that they no longer had a job.  These people had to return to their homes and to their families and share the news that Lady Libertas imagines was sitting in the pit of their stomachs for hours.  The same people are probably staring at the ceiling of their bedrooms tonight and wondering how they will keep their lives together.

How will they pay their rents or mortgages?

How will they put food on the table?

How will they look their children in the eye day after day while their HOPE slowly crumbles as new jobs are simply words bandied around by the Ruling Elite in DC?

How will they pay their Cobra insurance or push off health issues because they cannot afford to see a doctor?

How will they survive?

And Harry Reid sneers down from the height of the Democratic Ruling Elite in Washington DC and says:

“Today is a big day in America. Only 36,000 people lost their jobs today, which is really good.”

Look carefully at these faces, Patriots.  These are the faces that we need to keep foremost in our minds for the next EIGHT MONTHS.

Obama.  Pelosi.  Harry “I am being controlled by Aliens that make me a Smug Insensitive Elitist” Reid.

As we prepare for Election 2010, do not let these faces waver for a moment.  Use them as your banner as we pick up the most powerful weapon in our arsenal – OUR VOTES.

They have ignored the American People for over a year.  We are under attack daily and in a fight for no less than our Country.

Remember these faces.  They are the faces of the most malignant terrorist attack in our history – they seek to take our Voices, our Freedom and what the United States of America stands for.

Bless those of us who are struggling.  So many who are struggling.

VOTE THEM OUT.  It has become our Moral Imperative.

Understanding why government stimulus cannot work is a simple exercise in Economics 101. First, you must understand that Congress does not have a vault full of money standing by to be injected into the economy for one noble purpose or another.  So, where does the stimulus money come from? 

Any money the government injects into the private sector must first be taken from the private sector. More specifically, all the money the government spends is first earned and taxed and removed from the free market.  Consider not only the absurdedy of a stimulus effort but the pristine, exquisitely arrogant notion of taking hard-earned, tax dollars, and ear-marking them.

Liberals will miss this point entirely, since they look to the government first, not last, for any and all assistance. But to the more sober thinking, tax-paying Americans, surely you must understand that any stimulus package is nothing more than a wilful spending of monies that you earned, that you were taxed on, and are now going to be spent, as directed by appointed bureaucrats.

It is a transfer payment, period. Money earned by a productive segment of the free market is spent on a non-productive segment of the economy. Worse, it is an alien element being injected into the free market which upsets the natural balance, and while it may prove temporarily effective for one segment, it must as a matter of pure logic come at the expense of another.

When you hear about any stimulus package, remind yourself that the government has no vault filled with cash. Remind yourself that the government creates nothing; it only spends the money earned by others.

In the early days of the newly-formed Union, government was minimal and considered a necessary evil. Our ancestors did not look to government for anything. Far from playing a direct role in every citizen’s life, government instead held close to the tight restrictions placed upon it by the Founding Fathers. There was a respect for the newly written Constitution, and while first generation politicians fretted over large and heady issues, the population remained  far removed on farms, separated by large distances, working long, difficult days just to survive.

It was a wild frontier, filled with brave, hard-working, God-loving people from many countries. They had risked their lives and spent whatever money they had to reach our shores in the hope of a better life. These were not hyphenated Americans. There were no Italian-Americans, no Irish-Americans… Just Americans.

And amid the chaos there was also a raw, frontier logic that dictated a genuinely new kind of marketplace. It was a  fresh idea at the time. A market driven by supply and demand, not a centralized economy based on the whims and forecasts of an elite group of politicians. Free from government involvement, or any centralized planning for that matter, people were able to enter into business agreements only when both sides felt they profited. The snake oil salesmen and hucksters never lasted long, since quality of product, word of mouth, reputation and consistency of service determined winners and losers.

During these early days people were not looking for assistence from the government; indeed the “government” was a distant, vague notion to the early settlers. Nor did these frontier men and woman, who toiled 16 hour days in their fields have neither the time nor inclination to determine if they qualified for victim status.

They were too busy working their fields and trying to feed their families. The whole reason they had come to this country was because they were leaving behind a monarchy or some other oppressive and poorly functioning government that marginalized their ability to pursue their dreams and live the kind of life they so desperately desired. (This innate drive, this passion held inside the souls of men and women to be better, to excel, to out-perform, is the key ingredient fully omitted in the writings of Karl Marx, Engels and others. It is worth noting that given a chance, people would risk their lives to seek a better life rather than be a widget in a centralized grand plan).

It’s important to realize that this land of milk and honey was brutal back then. It was freezing cold in the winter and oppressively hot in the summer and mere survival was a challenge. But it was still far better than the countries these early immigrants had fled. These people were not seeking preferential treatment; they were seeking a chance to work their butts off to bring their dreams to life.

Now contrast those early days and that frontier attitude with our current situation. Government has grown far beyond the constraints placed upon it by the founding documents. Indeed, much of what government does today is, quite literally, unconstitutional. In fact, more and more the constitution is viewed as an historical, naive document, rather than the preeminent guiding principles of personal freedoms and limited government. 

Sadly, our government has never gotten smaller. It only grows. Whether run by Republicans or Democrats, the U.S. government has forsaken its roots and founding documents and morphed from a clear mission statement to unite and protect the colonies from outside invasion and internal power-struggles to a viral infection that brings out the worst in us.

Today one of our greatest threats comes not from a foreign country, but from within our own boarders, a constant refrain from progressives and the left that our country is fundamentally bad, that our way of life is incorrect, that somehow we have exploited, subdued and enslaved the world for our own benefit.

And the attacks continue unabated. Liberals have a laundry list of sins committed by the United States, and they selectively cherry-pick facts, dates and events to paint a picture that provides a horribly skewed version of America.

There was a time when a victim strove to become a non-victim, to rise above the obstacle in their path and prevail. Today victims have become Victocrats, lavishing in their very special color of oppression, and they form groups and assert themselves, not through hard work, but through embracing their victim status and proclaiming rights and reparations for their lack of success.

Consider today’s Victocrats, the disenfranchised, the downtrodden, who suffer with just one color TV, only one car and just one home, who must do their best to survive with but two cell phones and a single air conditioner, and think of our early settlers.

The stark comparison is both enlightening and embarrassing at the same time. We have come a long way, but did we follow the right path?

‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the House

all the Senators were voting, as forced by the Louse;

The amendments were snuck in the bill to ensnare,

In hopes that Americans would not care;

The Congress were nestled all snug in their beds,

While visions of Socialism danced in their heads;

And Pelosi in her ‘kerchief, and Reid in his cap,

Had just smugly laid down their trap,

When out on the mall there arose such a clatter,

they sprang from their beds to see what was the matter.

Away to the cloakroom they flew like a flash,

Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow

Gave the lustre of mid-day to Patriots below,

When, what to their horrified eyes should appear,

But a miniature sleigh, and eight mighty Conservatives to fear,

With a wise ringleader, so lively and quick,

they knew in a moment it must be Glenn Beck.

More rapid than eagles his pundits they came,

And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name;

“Now, Hannity! now, Coulter! now, Limbaugh and Levin!

On, Malkin! on Ingraham! on, Gingrich and Palin!

To the top of the rotunda! to the top of the dome!

Now blog away! talk away! Send the traitors home!”

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,

When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,

So up to the White House the pundits they flew,

With the sleigh full of Tea Partiers, and Glen Beck too.

And then, in a twinkling, Pelosi & Reid heard on the roof

The mocking and laughing of each little spoof.

As they drew in their heads, and were turning around,

Down the chimney Glenn Beck came with a bound.

He was clinging to his Bibles and his guns,

And all ready for the sneaky Liberals to run;

A bundle of Constitutions he had flung on his back,

And he looked like a peddler just opening his pack.

His facts how they twinkled! his research how merry!

His chalkboard like roses, his red phone like a cherry!

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,

And the quickness of his grin was as white as the snow;

The silvery flash of a mic he held tight in his hands,

And Democratic lies flew out to meet his demands,

He had a broad face and a little round belly,

That shook, when he cried like a bowlful of jelly.

He was chubby and plump, a right Patriotic old elf,

And they screeched when they saw him, in spite of themselves;

A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,

Soon gave them to know, the bill should be dead;

He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,

He rallied the people; then turned with a jerk,

And laying his finger aside of his nose,

And giving a nod, up the rotunda he rose;

He sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle,

And away they all flew like the shot of a missile.

But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight,

We’ll see you in 2010 for the fight of your life!

As adapted & written by Lady Libertas