Constitution Week, Mr. Constitution
Yesterday the Constitution Week Celebration in Lake Havasu City launched. I had the opportunity to meet with the people behind the event, reacquaint with Tina Peters, and meet momentarily with Kari Lake. I will be speaking on Monday Night at the event (see the flyer below). Then, I will be on my way to Mackinac Island in Michigan to be a speaker for the Michigan State GOP, sharing the stage with Dinesh D’Souza, Jim Caviezel, Kari Lake, and Vivek Ramaswamy. Hopefully, we will succeed in ensuring we have video of each of the events.
By the way, in that picture with Kari Lake, the reason I am holding three of my books (Repeal Democracy, C.R.E.A.T.O.R., and An American Promise of Liberty) is because I am giving them to her. A friend of mine purchased them for this eventuality way back last October, convinced that I would be meeting Kari Lake; and he was right, just eleven months off.
The United States Constitution, on this date, achieved its 236th anniversary. Pretty impressive when you realize that the average age of a constitution anywhere else in the world is about seventeen years. The U.S. Constitution was signed September 17, 1787. Constitution Day commemorates that tremendous day. As Mr. Constitution, for me the importance of celebrating the anniversary of the signing of the Constitution is tremendous, for we are not just observing an anniversary of the signing of a document, but we are recognizing the creation of the greatest political system ever conceived.
The Constitution of the United States was designed to stand the test of time, and as I have indicated, it has indeed endured over two centuries. Second only to the Holy Bible, it is the greatest document ever written. And, our system of government not only has been a great thing for America over the years, but it has also served as an object of admiration by peoples around the world.
In 1824, Mexico wrote their own constitution that was largely based on ours. Dictator Santa Anna, however, hated it, and slaughtered Mexicans standing up for the 1824 Mexican constitution, drawing the United States into the conflict which ultimately led to the Mexican-American War, which was a war of liberation for the territories in what is today the southwestern United States – a region that invited American settlers, and later troops so as to stand against Santa Anna’s bloody vision of Mexico’s future.
People ask me when the attacks against America’s constitution began, and I tell folks, “Before the ink was dry.” The campaign against the United States Constitution began even before the conflict to save Mexico’s territories from tyranny, but those attacks against the U.S. Constitution began internally, largely through judicial activism originally led by John Marshall. Liberal theorists and activist judges have created an environment where the very foundations of this federal republic have been seriously undermined, and are in grave danger. This country’s core principles have been denigrated, and the Constitution has been twisted through their anti-originalism interpretation so as the bend and mold the Constitution into their Marxist leftist agenda, regardless of the original intent of the writer’s of the document.
A Liberty Movement, however, is afoot. Americans have realized that a direct assault has been launched against our founding document, largely visible through their hatred of Donald J. Trump, the 45th President of the United States.
The violent hate for the Constitution by the progressive commie left is becoming more and more apparent with each passing day. They target those who support the principles of the document, jailing them as we have seen in the case of the tyrannical targeting of those who were present at the Capitol on January 6, 2021. The enemies of the Constitution usurp it, maladminister their positions despite it, and seek to destroy everything that the Constitution stands for. Through their political and cultural power they seek to destroy the republic, transform America into a democracy, and ultimately seek to render our liberty moot and unattainable as their system of oligarchy joins a global conspiracy to enslave the peoples of the world.
The fight to save liberty is more important than ever before. For the people of this age, September 17th must be among the most important days of the year. Constitution Day is not just another day, but an important observation of the day that the greatest governing document ever created was signed. And while we celebrate that signing, it must also guide us toward educating ourselves about America’s founding principles, and then encourage us to become advocates for liberty, and a restoration of the original intent of the United States Constitution.
“We the People” are the first words of the Preamble of the Constitution for a reason. We are the keepers of liberty. We are the defenders of what is right and true. It is on our shoulders to do what we can to ensure that the enemies of liberty are defeated. The Constitution was designed to limit the powers of the federal government specifically for the purpose of empowering the voice of the minority, and ensuring that tyranny could never gain footing in our country. We have failed in that task. Tyranny is afoot, and the enemy is not only at the gate, they have possession of the gate-clicker. People who hate America and this country’s heritage roam the Halls of Government, and then (as we’ve seen with the January Sixers) are willing to use their power against us if we dare to question their position, their alleged authority, and their practices in government, and during elections. We must understand that there is an all-out assault against the Constitution, and we must take action to restore the original principles of the Constitution. We must be the generation that stands in the face of tyranny, and defeats it. We must be the generation that stares down the enemy, and creates a tipping point that launches a new journey — one that restores the Constitution, and leads us back to liberty.
The Constitution has endured for over 200 years, and its enduring integrity cannot be taken for granted. We must be educated regarding the Constitution’s principles, and we must fight to preserve the Constitution, for our nation’s future depends on it. Join me in the fight. Join this site, support our efforts, and let’s defeat the anti-American scourge that has been gripping our country and seeks to tear us apart at the foundation of what America is all about.
God Bless America, and my friends, God Bless You for being in the fight. A movement has started, and we are that movement.
The Constitution Association Annual Dinner on September 16, 2023 was a rousing success. Thank you for all of you who came out to celebrate Constitution Day (September 17) and the growth of our organization, and to hear the speakers: Dr. Jeffrey Barke (RX for Liberty) and Steve Tuminello of the Constitutional Sheriffs and Peace Officers Association.
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In California I was on my way to a construction jobsite, listening to CDs, when the events transpired. When I got to the site, a fellow construction worker there to help repair our equipment after a break-down, asked, “Did you hear what happened in New York?”
“No, what happened?” I asked.
“A plane,” he said, “flew into some skyscrapers. Nobody knows why, but one guy on the radio was saying that he believed it was deliberate.”
More and more information leaked to us as the day proceeded, and it became more apparent as the hours passed that not only were the events deliberate, but that they were an act of war.
I listened to the radio all the way home, receiving a little information here and there, but never really understanding the severity of the attacks, or the reality that it was Islamic terrorism.
When I got home, my front door was open. The day was warm, and my wife left the door open to let the air in. As I stepped up on my front porch, and peered into my living room, my eyes caught the television screen. The image was one of a plane flying into an already smoking pair of towers. It was then that I realized the terror of what had happened. My heart crawled into my throat, and my eyes welled up in tears.
What I was witnessing was an attack against America.
I have always been one in tune with politics. If any of my friends ever had a political question, I was the guy they came to. In high school I used to spend my lunches arguing politics with a friend. Often, crowds formed to watch the debate. After high school, I served in the United States Navy, and was medically honorably discharged as a result of an injury incurred in the line of duty. I served aboard a guided missile destroyer (USS Chandler, DDG-996) and a tank landing ship (USS Peoria, LST-1183).
When the September 11 attacks happened, I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know how to understand my anger, and pain. I was, to the surprise of most people I know, speechless. At one point I even attempted to get back into the military, but my injuries were severe enough that I was unable to return to military service.
When I walked up to the green fencing surrounding the hole that used to be the World Trade Center’s Twin Towers, I didn’t know what to expect. I had never seen the Twin Towers in person. This was my first trip to the northeast, and it happened to be thirteen months after the September 11 attacks. I peered through a hole that had been torn in the green fabric on the construction fencing, and as I looked down I witnessed a huge hole with twisted subway tracks at the bottom. To my left, on a building that had sustained a little damage, hung a giant mural of the American Flag, and the words “Never Forget.”
A man standing beside me looked through the hole in the fencing as I pulled away from it. After he spent a few moments looking through the hole, I said, “I never saw what they looked like.”
“You mean the towers?” he asked.
“Yeah, the World Trade Center. This is my first trip to New York. I am from Los Angeles, and I never saw what the towers looked like.”
The man lowered his eyes, and said, “The New York skyline is not the same. They dominated the skyline. It’s not the same.”
“Were they tall?” I asked.
“They towered over the other skyscrapers. Now, when you are outside the city, and you look towards the city, you can tell that something is missing. The skyline is not the same.”
We were silent for a moment, then he asked, “Have you seen the Statue of Liberty?”
“Yes,” I replied. “This morning. She’s beautiful.”
My eyes began to well up with tears as I recounted the experience of meeting Lady Liberty for the first time, even though I couldn’t get close enough to touch her, or go inside, because of heightened security.
“Yes,” he said, “she is lovely.”
“I was at the Arlington Cemetery yesterday. Saw the Statue of Liberty this morning. Then we came here.”
The man turned to face me, his eyes were wet. “I worked in the towers,” he said. “I was running late to work, that morning. I watched the planes fly into the towers from my car. I was supposed to be in them that morning. The towers, I mean. I haven’t been back here since. Today is my first visit to the hole that once was the twin towers since it happened.
“I lost a lot of friends, that day,” he continued. “People were running in all directions. We didn’t know what to think. We just knew that what was happening was horrible. When the second plane flew into the tower, I knew it was no accident. They meant to do this. They meant to kill thousands of people.
“It only took a couple hours for the towers to fall. I was far enough away so I wasn’t in danger, but the white cloud after they fell was horrendous. The smoke and dust covered the entire city. It seemed like there was no escape. The people. All of those people in the towers. All of those people in the streets near the towers. They were dead. All of them. They were dead.”
I didn’t know what to say, but as I looked around I noticed that we were no longer alone. A group of about twenty people had surrounded us, listening to the man tell me about the day the towers fell. Some of them were probably locals, but I am guessing most of them were tourists. Nonetheless, they were all crying. They were crying with him, feeling his grief. Feeling his pain.
Reaching over, I placed my hand on the man’s shoulder, and he suddenly, to my surprise, reached over and pulled me into a hug. He wept on my shoulder like a child, releasing the anger and pain of a year’s worth. Nobody walked away. Everyone remained around us, each with their head bowed, mourning with him. One person reached over, and placed his hand on the weeping man’s shoulder, as if to offer a small prayer, and encouragement.
We stood near that green fence around the hole that used to be the World Trade Center Twin Towers for quite a while, in a tearful embrace. At that moment, something happened that we don’t see often in this country. I was no longer a Californian, and he was no longer a New Yorker. We were Americans. We were Americans grieving for our fallen. We were united in a way that could not have been achieved by any other way.
Afterward, we shook hands, and as he looked me in the eye he said, “Never forget.”
Another tear rolled down his wet cheeks.
I nodded, but said nothing as our hands separated, and the man walked away. The crowd slowly dispersed, and my wife walked up to me after walking up from around the corner asking, “Did I miss something?”
“Yeah,” I said, “But I couldn’t describe it properly if I tried.”
It was at that moment that 9/11 truly became alive to me. The disconnect I had before, being a West Coast Southern Californian, was gone. The image of the hole below became etched in my memory. The tears of the people around me as the man that had lost his skyline wept remains with me still.
A fourth aircraft never made it to its destination. United Airlines Flight 93 was on a suicide mission as well, but the crew and passengers attempted to seize control of the plane from the hijackers after learning through phone calls that similarly hijacked planes had been crashed into buildings that morning. “Let’s Roll!” was the rallying cry, and once the hijackers realized they had lost control of the situation they flew the plane into a field near Shanksville, Pennsylvania.
In the film “Enemies Within,” one of the former-Marxist interviewees explains how when a young Barack Obama met with him, he was ready for a violent revolution. The mindset of many socialists was that America needed a violent Bolshevik-style revolution to change the country’s political direction and allegiances. It was explained to the young Marxist that would someday be the 44th President of the United States that the method for success was different than what Obama was calling for. A socialist takeover of an advance capitalistic country had to be performed in a manner that includes infiltration, and undermining the culture and morality. It was their goal to work from within via “progressivism – liberal ideology.” The plan was already in place. It began long before Mr. Obama was even born, and had already seen success when it came to the infiltration into Islam.
According to James Simpson, author of The Red-Green Axis, “During WWII, Islamists seeking to advance their cause in the Middle East joined with the Nazis, but with the Nazi defeat they lost their benefactors. The Soviet Union was quick to step in, creating its own Middle East proxies. In the 1970s, the Soviet KGB sent 4,000 agents into the Muslim world to cultivate connections and lure radical Muslims into the Soviet sphere. The Soviet KGB created the Palestine Liberation Organization and the Popular Front for the Liberation of Palestine and supported other terrorist groups with arms, training and anti-Israel, anti-American propaganda.
“It also created the International Association for Palestine. One of that group’s members was Nihad Awad, currently the director of the Council on American Islamic Relations (CAIR). Awad came to endorse the terrorist group HAMAS, and today CAIR is at the forefront of efforts to shut down free speech and intimidate anyone who questions the tenets of Islam as “haters” and “Islamophobes.””