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If war truly is “politics by other means” as Clausewitz’s convoluted assertion is often paraphrased, the current state of geo-politics could easily characterized as “WWIII by ‘regular means.’ ”

What he actually said in his 1918 book, On War, was this: “War is not merely a political act, but also a real political instrument, a continuation of political commerce, a carrying out of the same by other means…[T]he political view is the object, War is the means, and the means must always include the object in our conception.” Emphasis mine.

What exactly then is the essential political “view” or question at issue today? Very simply, it is whether an 11th hour revolt by Judeo-Christian Nationalists can derail the rushing train of Global Marxism before it reaches its full realization (and with that realization, achieves the power to crush all dissent).

I’m writing this essay in the early morning of January 31st. As of this moment, the Nationalists are clearly winning.

The Nationalist Brexit movement in the United Kingdom will today celebrate the formal separation from the key Globalist stronghold of the European Union after a protracted three year long touch-and-go battle by “Remainers” using every dirty trick in their tool-kit to sabotage and reverse the Brexit vote.

Christian Nationalist President Donald Trump, the primary symbol of Nationalism in the world today, will by all reports be formally acquitted by the US Senate in the Globalists Impeachment sham, following a three year long treasonous coup attempt by the “deep state” to remove him from office.

Jewish Nationalist Benjamin Netanyahu has this week broken the intense, years-long siege against him by Globalist forces in his own country by returning from America to Israel arm in arm with his chief political rival, basking in the triumphal glow of a the “Deal of the Century” which put the full weight of the United States, and tentative support of top leaders of Sunni Islam on the side of Israel in their long, long battle with the Globalist United Nations.

Orthodox Christian Nationalist Vladimir Putin is celebrating his ongoing orchestration of an historic restructuring of the government of the Russian Federation in what appears to me to be a modernized and sustainable version of the pre-Soviet Tzarist Russian Empire less susceptible to its greatest threat: Globalist/Soros regime change subversion.

Whatever Americans may think of Putin and the Russians after years of non-stop one-sided propaganda by both liberal and neo-con media, he and they are unarguably Nationalists. I will here reiterate my view that the purpose of the anti-Russian smear campaign is to prevent the very US and Russian cooperation against Globalism that President Trump campaigned on, and I add my prayer that our two nations will indeed team up against the Marxists after President Trump is reelected.

However, the dark cloud that still hangs over the future is the implication of Clausewitz’ observation on war, combined with our own recognition that the nationalist counter-revolution we’re applauding represents a truly existential threat to globalism. Will the globalists accept this string of major defeats quietly and surrender to the will of the people? Ha!

Their reaction will likely be to move this conflict into the realm of “other means.” The global “Corona Virus” scare might very well be their opening gambit in that pivot (note the heavy British hand in that unfolding drama as has so often been the case in geo-political intrigues), having failed to destabilize the global economy through attempted sabotage of the Fed and other fiscal systems. Let’s all pray they fail in that effort they have failed so spectacularly this week. But keep your powder dry.

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A curse of humanity from the time of Adam and Eve has been thinking ourselves smarter than God. That idea originated with the false promise of Satan: that we could become like gods by thinking for ourselves instead of just trusting what God said.

Humanism (the religion of Marxism) is the ultimate form of satanic delusion, in which we believe so completely in human self-perfectibility that we imagine ourselves as truly gods, justified in and capable of “creating” a new superior form of humanity through transhumanism: the blending of humans with animals and machines through the technological integration of genetics, robotics and artificial intelligence. That’s no longer science fiction, but emerging scientific reality, theologically representing the unraveling of the created order of “kinds” God formed and separated on the sixth day of creation – prophetically signaling the soon return of Christ.

It’s easy to see that curse in atheists, but it has always been at work among God’s people as well. God’s plan for man was what America’s founders would later describe as “ordered liberty,” a representative form of government resting on the rule of God’s law. That was what God designed for the 12 Hebrew tribes – the first true republic in history – and it lasted 400 years from their entrance into the Holy Land until, corrupted by the idolatrous beliefs of the Canaanites (whom they failed to purge from the land as God instructed), they sold their birthright of liberty for a monarchy like those of the surrounding nations.

Now, some would say the Mosaic law wasn’t “the perfect law” described in Psalm 19, but was a form of His law suitable to the state of the Hebrews’ moral development at that time, containing in its statutes and rituals the spiritual principles of the perfect law. As the Apostle Paul stated in Hebrews 8:7 “For if that first covenant had been without fault, no place would have been sought for a second.”

I raise this point to illustrate a great unacknowledged truth: that – to a point – God has always accommodated human choices differing from His own regarding human affairs. This is perhaps best proved by Jesus in his explanation, in Matthew 19:8-9, of why divorce was allowed in the Mosaic code in contradiction to the perfect principle of the law of marriage embodied in Genesis 2:24. Concubinage, slavery and polygamy are other examples of God’s accommodation of institutionalized human sins in the Mosaic law, which Jesus disallowed in calling His followers to aspire to the higher spiritual principles of the perfect law: “You have heard it said you must not commit adultery, but I tell you …” and “Love your neighbor as yourself.”

Yet, even as He accommodated human choices, He allowed the consequences of those choices to be a lesson in themselves about rejecting His will in favor of our own. Like the reprobates of Romans 1:18-32, humans who think themselves smarter than God always “receive in themselves the due penalty of their error.”

The monarchy was a heavy self-created burden on humanity for over two millennia, until a great revival of biblical study of the Old Testament in England in the 1600s by so-called “Christian Hebraists” allowed a class of post-Renaissance, post-Reformation philosophers and theologians to explore and exposit a new perspective of Christianity unshackled from human-created ecclesiastical dogmas of both the Catholic and Protestant church hierarchies. In other words, the man-made Hellenic (Greco-Roman) assumptions of Catholicism and Protestantism were set aside, and the Bible was studied from the original Hebrew cultural perspective of the Apostles and Old Testament Prophets.

William Federer, lists some of these men in his excellent book “Who is the King in America?” They include “Thomas Erastus (1524–1583); Bonaventure Vulcanius (1535–1614); Joseph Scaliger (1540–1609); Johannes van den Driesche (1550–1616); Isaac Casaubon (1559–1614); Johannes Buxtorf (1564– 1629); Daniel Heinsius (1580–1655); Hugo Grotius (1583–1645); John Selden (1584–1654); Thomas Hobbes (1588–1679); James Harrington (1611–1677); and Petrus Cunaeus (1586–1638), who published ‘The Hebrew Republic’ in 1617.”

To be sure, there was a wide spectrum of beliefs and perspectives that emerged from this era (including the misguided theology of deism), but it was the seed-bed of constitutionalism and made possible John Locke’s brilliant articulation at the end of the 1600s of what would become American political philosophy.

Importantly, the long-repeated accusation that Locke (and some other biblical rationalists) were not Christian is untrue – reflecting only the perspective of the Hellenic ecclesiastical camps who defined Christianity by alignment with their own man-made doctrines. But, in my view, Locke (whose published books included “The Reasonableness of Christianity,” 1695) had a truer biblical worldview than his critics because he grounded his arguments in the rationality of the Bible and not the opinions of “the church.”

Likewise, the genius of America’s founders was not that they invented something new, but that they went back to the system God established as their model for this nation. This fact is best exemplified by the election sermon of Harvard President Rev. Samuel Langdon in 1788, which broke the political log-jam in New Hampshire over ratifying the United States Constitution, winning its support as the final state ratification necessary for adoption as the law of the nation.

The title of the sermon itself tells the story: “The Republic of The Israelites An Example To The American States.” It’s logic reflected the vision of the founders era: to build a nation on the foundation of the Bible – and a government modeled on God’s original republic.

There is no possibility that America will survive as a republic unless we return to God’s model, and there is no “non-religious” version that can substitute for it.

And I don’t think it is any accident that we are perched at the edge of this precipice – with the most critical election in our history falling in November of 2020, exactly 400 years from the Pilgrims entering the Promised Land of America in November of 1620: a direct parallel to the 400 years the Israelite republic survived.

The window of reprieve is closing, and we have one last chance to save America. I urge you to rise up as a Constitutionalist and join me in the Revolutionary Remnant Regiment.

The first rule in discussing any subject intelligently is defining the terms at issue. Indeed, the most common trick of Marxist propagandists is obscuring the true meaning of words and phrases through euphemization: the creation and popularization of euphemisms. Euphemisms are intentionally vague words or phrases invented for the purpose of manipulating the public, or the redefinition of existing words or phrases to make their meaning more ambiguous.

In practice, euphemization is a tactic for supplanting reason with emotion in public discourse, because it is much easier to manipulate people through their emotions than to persuade them through their intellect.

But there is a very high cost to civilization from this abuse of power. To coin a phrase, to euphemize the language is to euthanize the truth.

Restoring America to her pre-Marxist constitutionalism requires us to de-euphemize the English language. I want to set an example by starting with one of the most destructive euphemisms in modern useage: Antisemitism.

Let me preface my comments by declaring myself to be a strongly pro-Israel “Pro-Semite” or Hebrewphile Christian Pastor who firmly rejects so-called Replacement Theology (a topic on which I frequently debate). The following criticism regards what I perceive as the misuse of the English language by Marxist (i.e. theologically Atheist) ethnic Jews to shield themselves from scrutiny and effective opposition by – in effect – using legitimate Yahweh-believing Jews as political and cultural “human shields.”

Antisemitism is defined as “hostility to or prejudice against Jews” which accurately describes an unfortunately large number of people in our society, who are truly hostile to anyone or anything “Jewish.” The problem with this word is that it is the exclusive term for describing all non-favorable opinion of “Jews,” and “Jewish groups,” and as such it is intentionally so over-broad as to sweep all such opinion into one net. That’s a serious problem because it lumps legitimate criticism of anti-Torah Marxists such as George Soros and his ilk with the noxious and dangerous views of Neo-Nazis. And by doing so, it both heavily suppresses legitimate criticism by those wanting to err on the side of innocent true Jews, and increases hostility toward Jews-as-a-class by those whose concerns about the cultural and political manipulations of guilty fake-Jews outweigh their concern for the true Jews.

Like the close cousin of the term “Antisemitism,” the more recently invented slur “homophobia” allows for no distinction between legitimate criticism and actual hatred. In both cases, that is clearly intentional. I cite this only to show that euphemization is a common tactic across all the battlefields of the culture war.

Rather than rehash the familiar talking points associated with Antisemitism, let me instead explain how I define the term, “Semite,” as a credentialed Christian theologian and serious student of history. My explanation will show just how euphemistic the term “Antisemite” actually is.

Biblically and historically “Semite” means “Shem-ite,” any descendant of Shem, the oldest son of Noah. Today that would encompasses such a vast number of people of all ethnic and theological stripes that it logically cannot be synonymous with “Jew.” So why do Jews identify with Shem? It is because Shem is identified in the Jewish Talmud (the commentaries on the Tanakh or Old Testament) as Melchizadek, the Priest of the Most High God, to whom Abraham paid homage in Genesis 14. “Semite” is thus a religious designation, not an ethnic one.

Shemite or Semite, means “Yahweh worshipper,” which has always distinguished the Jews as a people during the diaspora. Indeed, it is reasonable to assume that most Jews who left the faith voluntarily or not (such as through forced conversion to Roman Catholicism during the Inquisition) lost their identity as Jews and were assimilated into the surrounding Gentile populations. In other words, true Jews are Yahweh worshippers” and fake Jews are Yahweh rejectors.

However, the Jewish ethnic heritage of the fake-Jews provides a convenient pretext to euphemize the word “Antisemite” as a shield against criticism at the expense of religious Jews. In reality, the Yahweh-rejecting fake Jews are actual Antisemites according to the true meaning of the term.

To be sure, this analysis is complicated by the phenomena of “Reform Judaism,” and to a lesser extent “Conservative Judaism” which, like many mainline Christian denominations, largely reflect Marxism, cloaked in the garb of the traditional religion. But if we set the standard for separating the sheep and the goats by the Biblical text regarding both Judaism and Christianity, there’s a fairly bright line between the true and the fake.

Let me be clear that I am not ignorant nor dismissive of the various theological differences that have tested the relationship of Jews and Christians for two millennia and this article is not to attempt to reconcile those differences.

My purpose is twofold: 1) to thwart the Marxist elites – many but by no means all of whom are ethnic but fake Jews – who have hijacked this constitutional republic in part through their mastery of euphemization, and 2) to enlist our close spiritual cousins, the true Jews, to take on the challenge of cleaning their own house, for their own benefit, and to contribute to the reconstruction of our shared Judeo-Christian foundations.

Viewed from the outside, and in many ways from the inside, too, my early childhood was idyllic. The oldest of six children in a Roman Catholic family I was born and raised in the quaint and picturesque Village of Shelburne Falls. Our home at 9 South Maple Street had a big backyard with a hill for sledding in the winter, and a flat hilltop for a large garden in the summer. Behind the garden and up the slope, passed the historic Mohawk Trail over which the French-allied Mohawk Indians had transported British captives to New France (now Canada) in the mid-1700s. Across the highway, the slope continued rising till it reached the summit of Mount Massaemett and its old stone fire tower atop a ridge of granite ledges, reached by a hiking trail I used frequently as a boy.

Across the Mohawk Trail’s two lanes and off to the south was a short street where my best friend Tommy lived. Our homes weren’t visible from each other, but they were close enough that we could signal our availability to play by giving a Tarzan yell. We both got pretty good at that, and later in adult life I won a “Tarzan Yelling Contest” at my wife’s company picnic – one of my most satisfying life achievements 🙂 . And still later when I section hiked about 500 miles of the Appalachian Trail over a seven year span starting in 2011, my “trail name” was Tarzan.

Shelburne Falls was small, peaceful and secure. We walked to elementary school and back every day, and when I was a little older I had a paper route delivering the Greenfield Recorder all over town. Several of my stops were in the center of the village, just a quarter mile from my house, including the Rexall Pharmacy, with a soda fountain right out of a Norman Rockwell painting. And the Pratt Memorial Public Library – my very favorite place – where I spent countless hours perusing the collection, typically going home each week with six or eight books. I read more books than any other child I knew, and won the summer reading contest, hands-down, two years running.

The library had a narrow stone ledge about six feet off the ground that ran about 2/3rds of the way around the building, and (when it was closed and none of the adults were around) it was a test of courage and agility to walk the whole length.

A few blocks away, down behind Main Street, the “falls” – known in Indian days as Salmon Falls, were a small but spectacular set waterfalls cascading over and slowly shaping the largest collection of glacial potholes in North America. The biggest was a cauldron-shaped swimming hole maybe thirty feet across and fifteen feet deep that you could jump into from a ledge, but the entire riverbed there was one giant, contorted slab of granite, carved and pocketed like swiss cheese. I spent countless hours there. One of my fondest memories was going down to “the potholes” after an unusually massive rainstorm to see the swollen river flooding over the falls and hitting the “cauldron” pothole, creating a geyser-like vertical plume of water at least fifty feet in the air.

A hundred yards upriver, a steel bridge connects Shelburne Falls with Buckland, and parallel to that is the old trolley bridge, converted in 1929 into the “Bridge of Flowers” a beautifully tended and world famous garden.
I was blessed, growing up, that our big house was divided in two, and my Nana and Gramps (and my two aunts – my Mom’s parents and sisters) lived in the other half. Gramps was a minor league baseball player and worked in his day job as a machinist. Nana was very active at Trinity Episcopal Church, and recruited me to work in their food concession booth at the Franklin County Fair every fall. My first stop every day after elementary school was to see Nana, who always had a snack waiting. And I’d play with “Tammy,” my Aunt Sue’s spider monkey who live in a cage in their kitchen and loved to eat grapes.

As the oldest boy, followed in age by three younger sisters, I had my own bedroom, right at the corner of the house on the second floor, overlooking Maple Street on the front and a mature maple tree on the south side of the house. There was a huge two-trunked fir tree at the corner of the front yard and an old baseball bat someone had left in the crotch of the tree, which had grown around it, so the handle of the bat protruded like the Sword in the Stone of Arthurian legend. On the other corner of the yard, another huge fir tree featured a waist-high gash facing the street and an old license plate was embedded in the wood from an old car-crash.

One weekend my Dad planted a row of Maple saplings across the entire front of the lawn. Those trees which were about an inch in diameter then, are now about a foot wide.

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Friends, I am outraged and angered that our congress has been defiled by Marxist agitators we foolishly allowed to take control of its seats of power.

The continuing impeachment scam began as an abuse of process driven by hatred of the president and made even more completely illegitimate by numerous gross violations of due process in the House. It was a mockery of the law to begin a Senate trial by treating the Impeachment Articles as valid! This is not a legitimate court procedure, it is a political war of aggression by vicious and unscrupulous deep state elites that just happens to be taking place in a judicial context.

We are under siege and must defend our President and this Republic with whatever skills and talents God has blessed us with.

For my part, in my capacity as a Pastor of the Black Robed Regiment, I am calling on my peers to immediately form a 2020 Army of the Republic. Toward that end I have formed my own Revolutionary Remnant Regiment which is now recruiting Constitutionalists to fight for the restoration of the rule of law and a return to the Biblical worldview of the Founders in our society and culture. That will not only protect this heroic president but, even more importantly, our constitutional republic itself.

In my capacity as a constitutional lawyer and historian of the Founders era, I have adapted the language and intent of The Declaration of Independence to fit the current crisis and published it as The Declaration of Restoration. I strongly urge you enlist in the battle for restoration by reading and signing it.

As a Constitutionalist I have upgraded my political philosophy from defensive conservatism to pro-active constitutionalism and am formulating innovative strategies and tactics for winning the culture war by pursuing the vision of America as the Shining City on a Hill.

I am issuing an emergency “spiritual call to arms” to my fellow Black Robe Pastors across the nation to follow this example – forming their own regiments, and joining together in an alliance of forces – to conduct cultural warfare within and upon the powerful Biblical parameters and patterns of the Old Testament, tempered by 2 Corinthians 10:4-5, in that “the weapons of our warfare are not physical, but are mighty in God for pulling down strongholds…”

God forbid that this “culture war” should degenerate into actual civil war and the best chance to avoid that is for Christians with the broad Whole-Bible mindset of the Founders to restore the cultural foundations they bequeathed to us.

The Motto of my Regiment: Destroy the Fortresses, Rescue the Captives.

I am challenging the Black Robes to abandon failed reactive conservative strategies and fight for the vision of a fully restored constitutional republic as it would have become if the Marxists had not taken power after WWII. Ponder that thought in your heart – and ask the Holy Spirit to open your imagination to see the God honoring “alternate reality” our society and culture we would have produced if we Christians had retained power and pursued our own pro-active agenda. THAT is what we must fight for – not a return to the past, but an advance to establish the present and future we would have had if we had fulfilled our duty to be active stewards of this nation as the Founders intended!

Join me today to share in the planning and implementation of our national restoration by enlisting in the Revolutionary Remnant Regiment.

Today is January 22nd, the anniversary of the Roe v Wade decision in 1973 that established abortion on demand in America.

Abortion is murder. I consider it, and all other forms of child-killing, to be the most evil acts of which human beings are capable.

I’ve posted a video today commenting on my awakening to the pro-life position under the preaching of Pastor Alan Hamilton at Portland Foursquare Church in Portland Oregon. I related how my former drug dealer took me there for the first time, a testimony you should watch.

This essay will instead recount my history in pro-life activism.

My career as a Christian social and political activist began when I first saw photos of aborted babies in Life Advocate magazine, the publication of record for the Rescue Movement of the late 1980s. It’s editor was the late Paul DeParrie, who gave my son Noah (then 5) and I a ride back to our car after we participated in the Mothers’ Day March for Life, on a whim, when we saw pro-lifers with pink and blue balloons gathering in a park as we drove by. Noah won an award for “Youngest Boy Marcher,” and I got put in the Life Advocate mailing list. My first issue of Life Advocate was where I first saw the tiny pieces of dead babies laid out on towels by abortionists to ensure they didn’t leave anything behind to kill the mother from sepsis.

I was more deeply shocked at that than anything before or since. “How can this be happening in America?!” I thought, “People must not know.” So I set out to advocate for the babies in any way that I could – mostly protesting at abortion clinics.

I didn’t join any group. I just did it on my own, letting my handyman business die away over the next several months so I could work full time as a pro-lifer. Each afternoon I would call in to the Lew Davies Show on KPDQ Christian radio to give a report on pro-life news and identify which of the three Portland abortuaries I was focusing on that week. I became almost a regular feature of the show.

I also organized many protests, building up a network of allies that culminated in a turn-out of 800 people at an Easter-Eve Prayer Vigil at the Lovejoy Abortion Clinic. When eight of my friends/allies were later arrested for trespassing there – the Lovejoy 8 – and held in prison indefinitely by Judge Nellie Johnson until they agreed to sign a promise never to do it again (a gross abuse of power), I became the chief organizer of the protests outside the courthouse.

Then I met Pastor Lon Mabon, Chairman of Oregon Citizens Alliance, a highly organized statewide Christian political network pushing a pro-life ballot measure. Within two weeks, by God’s providence (miraculous because I had no training or background for it), I became the OCA State Communications Director. Thus began my involvement in issue-driven politics first just in Oregon, and then nationally. In 1990, I was blessed to be just 50 feet from the state when my hero Dr. James Dobson issued his famous pledge never to vote for any candidate that supported the killing of unborn babies, a pledge I took with him that day.

I was in attendance for the most heartbreaking of all abortion cases ever before the US Supreme Court, the Gonzales v Carhart partial birth abortion case, when wicked Justice Sandra Day O’Connor expressly verbally admitted in open court that partial birth abortion was “a gruesome procedure,” before going on to cast the swing vote to ensure it continued.

As I described in my video, my own most effective activism was creating and performing the character “Bubba Satan” (from the deep, deep, deep south) in a full body devil suit, carrying a 6-foot long sign in the shape of an arrow reading “Abortion Special: Kill Now, Pay Later” (with flames rising from below the text). I performed “Bubba” numerous times to great effect, staying in character to mock and belittle pro-abort “escorts” and other counter-protesters, and thanking them gleefully in my deep southern accent for their inevitable use of profanity and other abusive rhetoric.

The very best Bubba event was in Sacramento, CA, when the Teens for Life joined me, portraying a group of angels with pro-life signs across the street from the clinic. I actually arrived late because I had to change into my costume behind the van we all arrived in. As I walked down the sidewalk on the abortuary side of the street I saw three pro-aborts standing in the driveway, mocking the Teens for Lifers. There was a black guy (with a pentagram ring), and two lesbians, the larger of the two being the “Alpha” of the group.

When Ms. Alpha turned and saw me coming down the street toward them, she – in her tiny pea brain – decided I was a pro-abort coming to their rescue as a counter to the angels. She literally started jumping up and down joyfully shouting “Satan’s here! Satan’s here!”, then rushed over and gave me a bear hug. All three of them could see my sign quite clearly, but it didn’t register. Not believing my eyes and ears I took up my post on the side of the driveway – mindful not to trespass on clinic property. But Ms. A said “You don’t have to stand there. Come over with us!” So I did.

Almost immediately, a car approached the driveway and I went into my normal routine, stepping aside while it passed in and shouting like a carnival barker “Please come on in. It’s a great day to kill your baby!”

The three of them looked at me strangely, then Ms. A leaned in and whispered at me “That’s not really a good thing to say.” I replied back in my accent “But isn’t that what we’re doin?”

She then looked suspiciously into the eye holes of my mask, asking “Are you an ‘Anti’?”

“No way, I’m on your side” I said, remaining in the character of Satan.

“You’re an “Anti’!” she exclaimed.

“Hey, I’m the Devil! Would I lie to YOU?”

She looked puzzled for a second then turned on her heel and ran into the clinic. A few minutes later she returned following a woman dressed in scubs – either a nurse or the abortionist herself.

The nurse/killer marched right up to me, looked over the sign, looked at my masked face and then turned to Ms. A with an scornful, exasperated tone “He’s one of them!!” It was obvious she wanted to add “you idiot!”

Ms. A then ordered me back to the edge of the driveway where I remained in character for the next hour, berating the three of them for not believing I was on their side, and explaining what abortion really involved both procedurally and emotionally to the family members, and why I, “Satan,” loved the whole abortion industry.

After I became a lawyer and had other ways to stand for the babies, I stopped performing Bubba, and actually gave my costume to a pro-life activist I met at the Carhart hearing in DC.

My pro-life activist career culminated in my 2014, and 2018 runs for Governor of Massachusetts, where stopping the killing of the unborn was my primary issue.

So, while I can’t be in DC this year for the March for Life, my heart is with all those who are, and – always – with the innocent unborn whom I will never stop fighting to save.