And now, the end is near And so I face the final curtain My friend, I’ll say it clear I’ll state my case, of which I’m certain… ~ Paul Anka
The above is the first verse of the song made famous by Frank Sinatra, and I believe that it states clearly the path that we, as a nation have embarked upon… and its outcome will not be good. What is happening this day – at this time in our history – at this hour – is the most sickening thing I have witnessed in my seventy-odd years on this earth. The war is ahead of us – and the ending will be much like that of the final Fall of Rome. Be blessed my friends, for we are on the final journey.
We had been married for about two years, and I was a sales representative at a Volkswagen dealership in Evanston, Illinois. The owners name was Herman Eberhardt. Older buildings, and the dealership was split, with the body and paint shop on the (appropriately) South side of the lot – and that is where the treasure was to be found…
I have told my story many times in the past, but will share the basis of it once more, so that you will understand the (personal) significance of my discovery. Continue reading →
Editor’s NOTE:I am not the author of the following, however it is exactly how I feel. The hell with the haters, the Hillary’s and Obama’s, and the leftist polly-ticians from California, We are either all American’s or we are not. Well… the Illegal Invaders and the Akbars don’t count. The following was posted on Facebook by Richard H. Hix.~ JB
I offer no apology for what I am posting. For this is truly how I feel. Please know this is my opinion and not open for debate. If you disagree, or find my position offensive, we can agree to disagree!
In my lifetime, I have neither seen, nor heard of a President scrutinized over every word he speaks, humiliated by the public to the point of disgrace, slandered, ridiculed, insulted, lied to and about beyond common logic, threatened with death, his wife, our beautiful First Lady disrespected and threatened with rape, and his children also insulted and humiliated. Continue reading →
I grew up in a little town about 25 miles north of Chicago called Northbrook, Ilinois at a time when everyone treated each other with respect. We didn’t eat a lot of fast food. We drank Kool-aid, ate lunch meat sandwiches, PB&J sandwiches, grilled cheese sandwiches, hot dogs, but mostly home made meal such as meatloaf, fried chicken, roast beef & pork chops, black eye peas, snap peas…
We grew up during a time when we would gather glass bottles to take to the store and use the deposit money to buy penny candy. (We even got a brown paper bag to put the candy in). You sure could get a lot for 25 cents. We went outside to play games, rode bikes, jumped rope and raced against sibling played hide and seek, Red Rover, Red light green light, mother may I, kick the can and yes the games got more daring as we grew…There was no bottled water, no microwave or cable tv, no cell phones, no hair straighteners… Continue reading →
We are all heated. We are all angry – many of us for the same reasons – many for even other reasons. The entire political system in this country from the top down is rotten. The pussies, the snowflakes and the spoiled brats are angry – but they aren’t even sure why, so they get paid to go out and raise hell and protest, but when asked “why” – most don’t even have an answer. Antifa and some of the other spoiled groups are getting paid under the table by – maybe Soros, maybe someone else. And then that worthless lying Porch Monkey comes out of his hiding place (from the bath house?) and is stirring up even more anger and confusion. It is going to get real ugly real soon. We must all find common ground among us, and stop wasting our time with the small stuff. It gets us nowhere.
Originally published on the Federal Observer, April 21, 2009. Maybe it’s coming ’round again. ~ J.B.
April 21, 2009 – You spend your entire adult life living life the right way. You buy a car on ‘time’, you pay your debt. You get retail store credit cards, such as JC Penney, Sears, Best Buy, etc you pay your bills on time or before they are due.
You purchase your first home in 1972, another in the Spring of ’76, sell it and buy another in the Fall of the same year. In ’79 your daughter is born, you pay the bill to the hospital because you have no insurance and you buy another house, and then another in ’80 and ’85, move to the Valley of the Scum in ’90 and buy another house, and another in 2003, sell it in 21 months and make a killing, and buy another in 2005. Continue reading →
I’ll not take the time this day to dissect and discuss all of the nuances and stories about what happened September 11, 2001. I know where I was and what I was doing – as most people do.
There are many questions and much evidence out there to raise questions about the real story behind the tragedy… and THAT is my point – no matter how you address the issue – it was a tragedy. People lost their lives and maybe in some respects – we lost our country.
“It is the study of history that teaches us to hope.” ~ Robert Edward Lee
This equestrian statue of Confederate Gen. Robert E. Lee was removed from downtown Charlottesville, Virginia in 2017.
It is Monday night (Labor Day 2018) and the first time I have been away from the home/office since Friday night. Much has been accomplished relating to website updates and the continued merging of several aspects of the ultimate goal, but some things have happened that I have become aware of – other events which I have been following.
Let me provide you with some background for the purpose of this post…
This first part of our story began on July 11th of this year when I had finally reached the end of my rope with all of the hatred and anger in this nation, so much of which has been stirred up by the so-called ‘media.’ I had made a decision to begin shutting down many of my efforts – efforts which I had launched seven weeks before 9/11. Continue reading →
~ Preface ~
On July 22, 2001 I began publishing the Federal Observer, a daily, on-line magazine. This daily journal shared editorial columns by many known and as yet unknown writers, each of whom covered issues such as economics, legal, religion (or more appropriately – spiritual issues), conspiracies, Militia, gun-rights, education, environmental, legislative issues and many others. Three days after 9/11, our publication co-wrote and hosted a petition to once again re-arm the pilots on our commercial airlines. Our petition drew millions of participants from all over the nation – both from within and outside of the airline industry. Whether we liked it or not, we were on the map. Continue reading →
They are rampaging across the South to begin with the tearing down of the artful memorial statues of America’s history. It matters not to me exactly where you stand regarding the of Northern Aggression – or whatever you choose to call it. I reside in Arizona, and there was exactly one battle between opposing sides – but our one single small memorial to that event was removed several years ago (by theft). Now it’s Chapel Hill, NC and that damned Socialist University. Continue reading →
August 21, 2018 ~ You’ll note that we have been republishing a number of archival columns from Granny, Neal Ross, Ed Lewis, Ron Ewart, Alan Caruba, J.D. Longstreet, Sandra J. Miller, Aaron Cantor, Larry Miller (not the car guy), Dotty Seese, Louis Turner, Mark Dwyer, Justin Smith and others. These are among the writers whose selected columns will remain with the forthcoming project. In addition – for those who are still with us in body – some of their upcoming projects will be included as well. Continue reading →
August 21, 2018 ~ What happened at UNC Chapel Hill last night is sickening. This memorial stands in memory of the 1,800 UNC students that were called to service by their State, many of whom lost their lives never returned home to their families. UNC is noteworthy for providing more students to the war than any other university in America. The front of the monument actually depicts a student dropping his textbooks while looking up to a woman symbolizing North Carolina calling him to duty. Continue reading →
July 24, 2001: The Federal Observer was launched – a mere seven weeks before the tragedy of September of that year.
At that time, few websites of our type existed and there was a tremendous amount of gifted writings to be seen. Somehow we were able to draw from some amazingly unique and talented writers. Many have moved on to what are now BIGGER and maybe better blogs. And far too many of those who became good friends have passed on into the next life. Still others continue to submit their work to Kettle Moraine Publications for posting.
With 17 years of this publication behind us, and 24 years of short-wave, satellite and Network broadcasting behind us, the question comes to me each day – “What difference have we really made?” Continue reading →
It’s summer time and I am back home at Coleridge – the place of my birth and my first three years on earth. Uncle Charlie and I are sitting on the grass listening to the (1957) World Series Champions battle it out for another National League pennant. Milwaukee County Stadium was only about an hour away, but we sat on the grass – getting bit by the ants.
Across the country, something else was taking place – something that I was not aware of, even though I knew of many of the “players” and singers. I was introduced to music at an early age – and seven decades later it is still an important part of my sanity.
Tonight – I struck ‘Gold’ – and wasn’t even looking for it. How simple life was back then. How beautiful, enjoyable and exciting – oh – and the America’s Cup trials were beautiful to watch as well.
THIS is our history. Enjoy a Summer’s Day from long ago.
Oh, and the Milwaukee Braves lost to the the New York Yankees in the World Series that Fall.
January 26, 2009 – The subject matter of this column alone, should draw the attention of the NAACP, the KKK, Abe Foxman, Morris Dees, and a sundry of other ‘special interest’ idiots. Do a ‘Google’ search on the term, “white identity”, and 489,000,000 (updated 08.28.18) links will pop up, many articles, blogs and columns being ‘racist’ in nature. It seems that it’s ok to identify with ‘black identity,’ or ‘red identity,’ or ‘Mexican identity,’ or what ever – and that’s ok – but DO NOT identify one’s self as being white – ’cause you ain’t right!
Consider the words of Dr. Joseph E. Lowery’s Benediction speech at Obama’s Inauguration speech on January 20, 2009:Continue reading →
The following was published on the Eve of the 2016 Presidential Election. It is worth the look back at this time. It would seem that we were well ahead of the curve here. See you at Sundown my friends. The Darkness approaches…. ~ J.B.
“I am only walking as God fore-ordained I should walk. All my actions, even the folly leading to this disaster, were decreed to happen long ages before this world began. But I cannot remember a night so dark as to have hindered the coming days, or a storm so furious as to prevent the return of warm sunshine in the country at peace. I, John Brown, am now quite certain that the crimes of this guilty land can never be purged away but with blood. I let them hang me. I forgive them and may God forgive them, for they know not what they do.” ~ Raymond Massey as John Brown, Santa Fe Trail, Warner Bros. Pictures, 1940 Continue reading →
12:15 a.m. (PDT); June 5, 1968: I was waiting in a holding barracks for the order to embark. Several hours earlier as I sat on a bunk bed I began to write a letter to Carole. I wrote to her regarding what I was seeing on the faces of many of my cohorts also waiting for the order – fear, trepidation, concern – and I guess that some didn’t even care.
Shortly after midnight, the word came on the radio that Robert F. Kennedy had been shot at the Ambassador Hotel in Los Angeles after a campaign speech. It shook me hard that night for several reason. Bobby Kennedy had announced his running for the Office of the Presidency on April 1 of that year. Three days later, April 4 – Martin Luther King was assassinated. This was a tough way for a 20 year old to enter a war. Continue reading →
On this day in 1968, some ten years after I sat in a bank in Mukwonago, Wisconsin – where I purchased my first silver coins out of a bag in a Vault – I landed in Viet Nam where I would experience a twenty-one month long adventure – one that would guide me for the next half century. Although I was not a Medic – I flew along side them on each flight that I participated in – as a ‘Patient Protector’ and assisted them in many of their medical procedures – including one particular flight where we were transporting a wounded enemy combatant to a hospital – he grabbed for the Medic’s sidearm once too often, and thus the ‘patient’ learned to fly – from a 3,000 foot altitude. No apologies here – not even to this day so many decades later.
One of my favorite videos – of the best piece of music ever performed by Elvis Presley. I was going through a page on Facebook about an hour ago, and the discussion of Presley came up. I had to post the following, and then reading through the viewer comments, what follows the video was well worth the read. I await the end of my Trials. Enjoy. ~ Ed.
As a son of The South, Elvis Presley well knew that “Dixie” is more than a lovely song; it was an anthem of The South and of the Confederate side of The Civil War. Likewise he well knew that The Battle Hymn of the Republic was an anthem of The Union, those who were ready to “die to make men free,” an anthem despised by Southerners (then and now). It was no accident that Elvis created this trilogy, and his meaning is clear. “All our trials will soon be over” when the triumph of the truth is acknowledged and the victory of righteousness is accepted. Elvis was the embodiment of the cultural blending of white and black American culture, a blending that is an important part of America’s greatness. In “The Trilogy” he makes his feelings clear: he loves The South, he is of The South, and he also sees that the victory of true equality for all Americans is The Truth that shall keep marching on in glory. So Elvis was delivering a strong message of reconciliation and racial equality by making the triumphant climax of the song, not Dixie, but The Battle Hymn of The Republic. ~ Rebob Bob
~ Preface ~
February 15, 1968 – Being the Chef, bartender and janitor at the off-post Officer and NCO club near the North Point, Germany home of the 619th Ordinance unit, I was cleaning up the club after the monthly combined wives club luncheon, when Holroyd informed me that I had a call from Division Headquarters which I needed to take. It was Frank (our former Company clerk) telling me that my tour of duty was nearly at an end, and asked how many days leave I wanted to take in the States. I told him that I had no desire to return home, “What’s up?” The answer was the one, which most of us dreaded at that time. TET had taken its toll that month in Viet Nam, and I was being called up. “Oh shit,” I thought to myself, but, what the hell? – I was ready for a new adventure anyway. After all – it was easy in the movies, wasn’t it, John Wayne and all? I told Frank that I would take 45 days and began to make my preparations. Continue reading →
~ Forewords ~
Several years ago on a reunion trip with several of my cohorts from the rice paddies, the boys went out for lunch, while I stayed behind at the hotel in Newport, California to make some notes and write a bit of remembrance. The three of us had spoken for several years about collaborating on a book about our time together over ‘there’ – but I began to realize that both of the guys were bullshit artists, and really had no desire to follow through, and so I decided to write a preface – to what I hope would become my story about the twenty-one months I spent in the Far East – VietNam. What came out of that several hours of peace, can be read HERE. I would highly recommend that you read it before you continue… but – at your discretion…
As for now – we pick up where we left off… ~ Jeffrey Bennett, Publisher and Veteran Continue reading →
There are times late at night and in the wee small hours of the morning, that I return to this song. It has great meaning to me. Whether you are a fan of country music or not – this video has to move you. We all had an ‘Old Man Wrigley’ in our life. Me? I have Granny. ~ J.B.
I raise my hands, bow my head I’m finding more and more truth in the words written in red They tell me that there’s more to life than just what i can see
July 24, 2001 – the day that Federalobserver.com was launched. Much has transpired in these nearly seventeen years – and little of it has been good – maybe other than the births of my two eldest granddaughters and the acceptance of the older granddaughter by Arizona State University into the Bio-Medical Engineering program , and yet…
The Federal Observer has limped along these past many years, declining from its high of 6 million (yeah – that magic number) views per month beginning shortly after 9/11. There were few web-sites of its type around then – they are a dime a dozen today – each one copying the other. Continue reading →