Bring our Troops Home in Style

Let freedom's voice be heard

LOU PRITCHETT IS ONE OF THE GREATEST MOTIVATIONAL SPEAKERS OF OUR TIME. HE
ROSE FROM SOAP SALESMAN TO VICE PRESIDENT, SALES AND CUSTOMER DEVELOPMENT
FOR PROCTER AND GAMBLE AND OVER THE COURSE OF 36 YEARS, MADE CORPORATE
HISTORY AS AN "AGENT OF CHANGE" AT P&G. HE STOOD AT THE VANGUARD OF
CORPORATE FUTURISTS TO CHALLENGE A HIDEBOUND CORPORATE GIANT TO FACE THE
FUTURE BY CREATING THE FUTURE, THUS ENSURING ITS CONTINUING ROLE AS ONE OF
AMERICA 'S GREAT CORPORATE SUCCESS STORIES.



AN OPEN LETTER TO PRESIDENT OBAMA



President Obama,

You are the thirteenth President under whom I have lived and unlike any of
the others, you truly scare me.



You scare me because after months of exposure, I know nothing about you.



You scare me because I do not know how you paid for your expensive Ivy
League education and your upscale lifestyle and housing with no visible
signs of support.



You scare me because you did not spend the formative years of youth growing
up in America and culturally you are not an American.



You scare me because you have never run a company or met a payroll.



You scare me because you have never had military experience, thus don't
understand it at its core.



You scare me because you lack humility and 'class', always blaming others.




You scare me because for over half your life you have aligned yourself with
radical extremists who hate America and you refuse to publicly denounce
these radicals who wish to see America fail.



You scare me because you are a cheerleader for the 'blame America ' crowd
and deliver this message abroad.



You scare me because you want to change America to a European style country
where the government sector dominates instead of the private sector.



You scare me because you want to replace our health care system with a
government controlled one.



You scare me because you prefer 'wind mills' to responsibly capitalizing on
our own vast oil, coal and shale reserves.



You scare me because you want to kill the American capitalist goose that
lays the golden egg which provides the highest standard of living in the
world.



You scare me because you have begun to use 'extortion' tactics against
certain banks and corporations.



You scare me because your own political party shrinks from challenging you
on your wild and irresponsible spending proposals.



You scare me because you will not openly listen to or even consider opposing
points of view from intelligent people.



You scare me because you falsely believe that you are both omnipotent and
omniscient.



You scare me because the media gives you a free pass on everything you do.



You scare me because you demonize and want to silence the Limbaughs,
Hannitys, O'Reillys and Becks who offer opposing, conservative points of
view.



You scare me because you prefer controlling over governing.



Finally, you scare me because if you serve a second term I will probably not
feel safe in writing a similar letter in 8 years.

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GARY TENNANT Comment by GARY TENNANT on November 21, 2009 at 1:28am
The embers glowed softly, and in their dim light,
I gazed round the room and I cherished the sight.
My wife was asleep, her head on my chest,
My daughter beside me, angelic in rest.
Outside the snow fell, a blanket of white,
Transforming the yard to a winter delight.
The sparkling lights in the tree I believe,
Completed the magic that was Christmas Eve..
My eyelids were heavy, my breathing was deep,
Secure and surrounded by love I would sleep.
In perfect contentment, or so it would seem,
So I slumbered, perhaps I started to dream.
The sound wasn't loud, and it wasn't too near,
But I opened my eyes when it tickled my ear.
Perhaps just a cough, I didn't quite know,
Then the sure sound of footsteps outside in the snow.
My soul gave a tremble, I struggled to hear,
And I crept to the door just to see who was near.
Standing out in the cold and the dark of the night,
A lone figure stood, his face weary and tight.
A soldier, I puzzled, some twenty years old,
Perhaps a Marine, huddled here in the cold.
Alone in the dark, he looked up and smiled,
Standing watch over me, and my wife and my child.
"What are you doing?" I asked without fear,
"Come in this moment, it's freezing out here!
Put down your pack, brush the snow from your sleeve,
You should be at home on a cold Christmas Eve!"
For barely a moment I saw his eyes shift,
Away from the cold and the snow blown in drifts..
To the window that danced with a warm fire's light
Then he sighed and he said "Its really all right,
I'm out here by choice. I'm here every night."
"It's my duty to stand at the front of the line,
That separates you from the darkest of times.
No one had to ask or beg or implore me,
I'm proud to stand here like my fathers before me.
My Gramps died at ' Pearl on a day in December,"
Then he sighed, "That's a Christmas 'Gram always remembers."
My dad stood his watch in the jungles of ' Nam ',
And now it is my turn and so, here I am.
I've not seen my own son in more than a while,
But my wife sends me pictures, he's sure got her smile.
Then he bent and he carefully pulled from his bag,
The red, white, and blue... an American flag.
I can live through the cold and the being alone,
Away from my family, my house and my home.
I can stand at my post through the rain and the sleet,
I can sleep in a foxhole with little to eat.
I can carry the weight of killing another,
Or lay down my life with my sister and brother..
Who stand at the front against any and all,
To ensure for all time that this flag will not fall."
" So go back inside," he said, "harbor no fright,
Your family is waiting and I'll be all right."
"But isn't there something I can do, at the least,
"Give you money," I asked, "or prepare you a feast?
It seems all too little for all that you've done,
For being away from your wife and your son."
Then his eye welled a tear that held no regret,
"Just tell us you love us, and never forget.
To fight for our rights back at home while we're gone,
To stand your own watch, no matter how long.
For when we come home, either standing or dead,
To know you remember we fought and we bled.
Is payment enough, and with that we will trust,
That we mattered to you as you mattered to us."
GARY TENNANT Comment by GARY TENNANT on December 23, 2008 at 11:48pm
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