Synergism

One man plus God and anything is possible, God never appointed a committee to do anything, a group has never started anything, physical, spiritual, political, it may take a group to get it going, but every business, every organization, all started with the idea from one person. God is the world's great artist, He designed every snowflake that has ever fallen, every mountain range, every pastoral scene in every valley. His greatest design, that of genus Homo, the human being, created in His own image. Just think, of all the billions of people who have lived on this earth, no two are alike. Every fingerprint, the iris flex in every eye, the voice, the DNA, each completely separate, even identical twins are different.

From the council chambers of eternity, before the world was formed, each of us designed specifically for His glory. We so cheapen ourselves by failing to realize, our own synergism. And yet, just as each blessed to escape the abortionist, born to face life, we are the only animal who knows we are going to die.

One man's physician gave him the bad news, that he was going to die, nothing could be done to save him. His doctor said, “enjoy these last days. What would you like to eat? I'll notify the nurse.” The patient said, “There is nothing I like better than watermelon.” The doctor said, “at this time of year it will be difficult to find a watermelon, it may take six months.” Our friend, the patient said, “I can wait.”

At best, life is a struggle, both physical and spiritual, we wonder why Christ surrounded Himself with such weak individuals. Not one of the 70 followers understood Him. When we study His 12 disciples we are amazed that such weak men could do anything, yet all with the exception of two became martyrs: Judas killed himself, and John the youngest, died an old man on the island of Patmos. What is the difference in leaders and others who have walked through history.

We find that 90% of our misery can be attributed to ourselves. I find the greatest essential in life is good habits, who wants to take the time to exercise, to pray, to read God's Word, to attend worship services? For most, church is so boring, just spectators, and even though hell is talked about more than anything else in the Bible, what preacher will tell well-dressed, sophisticated, educated, good-smelling people that they are going to hell when they die, if they do not live according to God's instructions?

We hear about something now, which has been ignored for most of my life. I know of nothing more important, it is this matter of bullying one another. There is nothing that has caused more stress in my life, from childhood to present, than the inhumane act of bullying. I was the oldest of four children, my parents, like their parents, believed in the integrity of life, that life is a precious opportunity to glorify the Creator of life, to show politeness. We were taught politeness, cleanliness, stewardship of everything in life.

Even mid-20^th century, an all-white country school, they had not prepared me for the bullying pursuant, a child with these qualities. I believe the building is still standing, I would like to have a picture of the corner of the building where I was treated at recess. Young boys would push and fight, this was foreign to me. I would seek the protection of that corner. The two walls were my security blanket. One teacher finally saw the situation, drew me out of this meekness and better established me on the playground, but I have never forgotten yet, the torture I endured as a child because of the meanness that went on in the boy's bathroom. I left to wonder how many young boys go through the same thing in today's world. Since, most of the time there is not adult supervision, and young boys must endure the bullying that takes place when they are not prepared for this brazen side of life.

As one of my aunt's said, “it was necessary for me to teach my son to fight, if he were to be a survivor.” Such bullying is not just a childhood experience, it has become the rule, not the exception, in every day life for most of us. There are 435 members of Congress, who spend their lives at great expense to the citizens, bullying the population of the United States of America. The 1,300 government agencies just involved in intelligence work, 8,000 have top secret clearance, most of these agencies do not know what the others are doing, much of the work is duplicated, this is the reason we have a national debt of $14 trillion.

There is practically no freedom left in the “land of the free and the home of the brave.” It takes a permit or license to do anything. Law enforcement has become just another bullying agency. With all their licenses, fees, there are still 50,000 Americans dying on the highways each year, 17 times more than those killed in 9/11. We are so anxious to bully the world, military bases in 130 countries, 66 years after the end of WWII, we still have military bases in Germany.

In the world's once richest nation, there are 43 million families on food stamps. All of us come to the yellow woods were there are two paths: one, the least traveled, the other, very traveled. The question, which will you take? The path of least resistance, bowing to every physical and moral indecency. Or, will you take the least traveled path? Escaping the bullying of desperate people and nations. The last stages of any fallen empire, a military which saps the strength of the country, a country no longer defending it's borders from the invasion of non-citizens, illegal immigration.

Governor Purdue of North Carolina expects her lawyer son, Gerriet Purdue, to pass out millions in incentive money to prospective industry which the hard-working, God-fearing, tax-paying citizens have coughed up through the bullying of state law. One uses 7 million brain cells each day, our actions are determined by what we are. It is time for Americans to become synergistic defenders of our spiritual, physical and moral beliefs. Not bullied by the indecency of others.

Bullying

Ludwig Nobel (born in 1831 and died in 1888) was world famous for oil exploration, pipe lines, and distilleries. As with most famous people, there are prepared obituaries in filing cabinets with every news organization—AP, UPI, ABC, NBC, etc... When the news broke of Ludwig's death in 1888, a reporter went to the file and instead of getting out Ludwig Nobel's obituaries, he made the mistake of getting out the obituaries of his brother Alfred Nobel. So, on the headlines read around the world were the words: “the inventor of explosives, the killer of thousands, dies.” Alfred Nobel, very much alive, saw his own obituary in the newspaper and realized that people would remember him only for destruction. He immediately changed his lifestyle and endeavors--this lead to the establishment of the Nobel Peace Prizes. This reminds me of Alexander the Great, when a member of his staff accused of cowardice was brought to him. Alexander asked him his name; his name was “Alexander.” The renowned warrior Alexander the Great said: “Change your name or change your way of living.” Such should be the intent of every person who claims the Name of Christ (Christ-like). Many of us should change our names if we are honest.

This very morning, a friend and I went out for breakfast. This is my Jewish friend, one of the finest men our blessed Lord ever put on this earth: intelligent, reliable, a man of character and an army officer. There were some police officers near by, and he said, “I would like for them to meet you.” (I am a totally blind, 100% disabled, service connected, decorated medical officer veteran of the Korean era). Later, I said to him, “There is no one who has less respect for today's law enforcement officers than I do.” I said, “Evidently, government has sifted the sewers to find the worst bullies and unconcerned thugs to enforce the law. They have ceased to help people, and rather only want to scare people into submission.”

My mother's first cousin was married to a long-time police officer in a nearby city. I do not mind anyone knowing the name; it was Garris. They had two children: a son and daughter. The son died around age 30. When some of the family came by my mother's house, after attending the funeral, I was there. They said to my mother, “I wonder why he died; he was so young. Such very fine looking man.” I knew, and I said nothing. He had come to me, some years before. Since we were about the same age, he felt he could talk with me. He told me just how mean his father had been to him, his mother, and his sister. He was “on the take” for all the criminal elements in the city. If you wanted a ticket fixed, you went Detective Garris with the money. He was the firewall of all politicians. Instead of being a father of character, he had “disemboweled” his only son; he had brought an early death to his wife. He knew so much dirt on every politician and every business man that he more or less ruled the city.

Likewise, my grandmother's brother, Uncle Lloyd, was sheriff of a nearby county. I remember walking with my father as a child next to him when my father encountered him at the tobacco auction market. My young mind would not comprehend his rudeness and crudeness to every black person on the street.

Another brother of my grandmother's, brother of the same sheriff, was a member of the Presidential Secret Service under both Hoover and Roosevelt. I heard him describe to my father the belligerence endemic to the White House, who seek out Presidential enemies creating scams that would make today's CIA blush. We know today that the CIA has taken over the U.S. Military services. It is reported that the CIA is conducting all warfare along the Afghanistan/Pakistan boarder, Yemen and Somalia. Using drones capable of much destruction, depleted uranium and other weapons of mass destruction (biological, chemical and neurological), even our military minds are warped by what they see.

The elderly, disabled, and children depend on the protection of law enforcement. I can tell you, without fear of contradiction, that this elderly, disabled veteran has received no help whatsoever from local law enforcement. I have written—and can produce copies of the letters—I have sent proof, and have gotten no response at all. The same is true of the district attorney's office.

For instance, twice in one year my telephone was disconnected from my house. Obviously in an effort by someone to cut off my security system. The police and the sheriff department told me that until I had been assaulted or murdered by someone breaking into my house, they could “do nothing.” Twice in the past 3 years, my automobile, parked at my back door, was broken into. Police were contacted both times—both times I was told they would “do nothing.” One of my large office buildings was broken into and totally trashed, and 6 tenants' property was stolen (Ask the tenants). In response, I only received a number from the police and was told to give it to my insurance company. Once, returning to my house one morning, two police officers scared me to death coming out of the lower floor of my house having broken in my back door. My driver, who still works for me (Joe Rusch), said, “What are you doing in this man's house? He is a blind veteran.” One officer said, “I know he is a veteran. He has a uniform in one of his closets.” Now, I ask you, what were the police doing in my closets? It is so obvious that it is pitiful. On talk radio and at other times, I have been critical of law enforcement's incompetence. They were in my house trying to find something with which to publicly embarrass me.

One university student came to work one day, stole my computer passwords, and went home and immediately ordered many items charged to my account but delivered to his address. Another employee listed five automobiles on my auction account. Ebay discovered this and warned me. I could recite many other such cases. In every case, proof was supplied to law enforcement and the District Attorney's office, including evidence of two thieves who forged many checks for thousands of dollars on my bank accounts. I did appear in court against one of the forgery charges, but other than that, nothing has ever been done.

One of the computer thieves called and threatened me and persisted in calling even after it was reported to both the police and phone company. I believe it is still a matter of law (they have not found it out here yet according to the telephone company) that a disabled person cannot be harassed by phone. Years ago, I introduced U.S. Senator Jesse Helms several times when he spoke at various gatherings, including law enforcement appreciation events. As I introduced Senator Helms, and he expressed to all his appreciation for having me introduce him, I said, “The only line between civility and chaos is the long blue line of accountable law enforcement.” Senator Helms is now dead and I, myself, am in the sunset of life. I could no longer express that sentiment.