5 U.S. Code § 3331 – Oath of office

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An individual, except the President, elected or appointed to an office of honor or profit in the civil service or uniformed services, shall take the following oath: “I, AB, do solemnly swear (or affirm) that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; that I take this obligation freely, without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion; and that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties of the office on which I am about to enter. So help me God.” This section does not affect other oaths required by law.

(Pub. L. 89–554, Sept. 6, 1966, 80 Stat. 424.)

The oath of office for the congress of the United States.  Each member of congress must swear or affirm this statement, hence it will be his/her duty to uphold this document, this concept, this supreme law of the land…

We have bald eagles in this part of the country – not an abundance of them, but enough so that we get a chance to enjoy the thrill of watching that majestic avian soar in the Ozark sky once in a while.  When I see one, I sometimes wonder what if he really could understand the role to which he has been assigned as our national emblem.  Maybe by some Providential determination of fate, he is able to look down upon the magnificent landscapes, the mountains, prairies, the cities, and woodlands and realize the significance he bears on those great wings.  If that were so, I’d wager he is ashamed nowadays, seeing how this once great notion of a republic has failed – or better, is in the process of failing.  The eagle didn’t take an oath, but sometimes it seems like he has served our country with more dedication than many who did.

If he could understand what’s going on, and if birds could cry, tears would fall like rain when he flies over the tent cities of Denver, Portland, the garbage strewn city streets like Kensington Avenue in Philadelphia, and so many other dismal scenes – watching human beings destroy themselves with hypodermic needles and hopelessness.  If he only understood human language, he’d be appalled at the sheer volume of absurdity reaching up into his abode from places like the Rayburn building coming from prostitutes and interlopers who now occupy seats once the province of honorable men.  Wise men who came before them once debated and made decisions there that were intended to serve that sacred oath they swore.  Representation of their constituents was paramount – it’s why they were there.  The eagle has watched in abject disgust and despondence as the caliber of the people in these once-honored offices has diminished to the extent that he is ready and willing to pass off his once lofty assignment to the buzzard – after all, that nasty creature would be a more fitting icon for today’s American politicians, but then it might be unfair to demean the vulture with this undeserved comparison, for – like the eagle – he didn’t swear an oath.

The stately eagle probably frowns over all the images of himself ubiquitously displayed on money, monuments, important documents, but I’d guess the most appalling to him is his caricature on the seal of the executive.  The presidential seal.  I’m sure he would be particularly embarrassed by what passes for executive leadership and has for many more terms now than I care to recall (and I’m old).  The presidency of this country is a sick and demented joke.  Look at the caliber of men we’ve had in office since Eisenhower.  With few exceptions, they’ve all been execrable liars and many even criminals.  Some – in fact many folks believe some are unconvicted war criminals.

Carrion eaters gorge themselves on carcasses until they can barely fly.  When they are startled while feasting on some road-killed delicacy, sometimes they must regurgitate considerable volumes of stomach content so they can quickly reduce their take-off weight and get airborne faster.  I wonder if the eagle does that when he flies over Washington, D.C., of course reducing his body weight wouldn’t be why he’d willingly surrender big volumes of his possum et tu fe.  It would no doubt happen as a result of overhearing some presidential speech or a congressional debate in which the cognitive mediocrity of those speaking and debating is perpetually and unashamedly on display.

Back to that oath they took.  No one held a gun to their head and made them swear it.  They did it of their own free will. Some might believe they swore it, not because they believed in it, but because it was simply a step required for them to occupy a seat of power.  A seat they unabashedly and appallingly grovel before wealthy donors to inherit. Nonetheless, since they voluntarily swore the oath, it follows that they should be expected to perform that which was promised.  But then, following their sworn constitutional obligations often gets them cross-threaded with the desires of those same donors, so guess which path they invariably take? Sometimes you have to wonder if they even had an inkling of the responsibly that oath would require of them as they uttered it.  You certainly can’t tell by their actions in office.

I’m a U. S. Navy veteran.  Served in the pre-com and early operations of the USS Nimitz back in the seventies.  I took a similar oath to the one all of our public “servants” took.  Foreign and domestic.  Is anyone still trying to figure out why they put that word in the oath?  Neither am I.  The fact is, oath notwithstanding, many, if not most, of our leaders – to put it mildly – do not seem to have the best interests of America at heart.  What I believe makes that oath still applicable to me and other vets is the fact that we didn’t sign anything upon our release from duty that absolved or in any way relieved us of our obligation under that oath.  As far as I’m concerned, it’s still in effect for us.  Domestic – for sure!

That old eagle is bound to have figured this business out too.  I wonder if he could resign his post, because unlike politicians, such as some unnamed deputy Secretary of State, it’s through no fault of his own that his job – that of national emblem – might soon be up for grabs, and I don’t blame him.

Although the outlook for our country is dismal, there just might be a way to show our loyalty to our nation and regain the trust of that wonderful animal we have selected to represent it.  There is a movement that is gaining much traction in this country, in fact it is named Our Country Our Choice.  I’m a member, and I believe through this organization, we have an opportunity to get our legs back under us, but it’s going to take some serious dedication and work.  Our leaders have dug us into a deep hole from which we have to dig ourselves out.  We weren’t paying attention and now we’re seeing the results.  It’s way past time to start paying attention.  Get involved – there’s plenty of room on board this train.  More and more God-fearing patriots are joining daily.

The leader of this movement is one Colonel Douglass Macgregor.  He’s a retired Army officer with extensive military and political experience.  He’s a smart leader (Wow! What a novel idea!) and I think he’s just the guy who can lead us to a better future.  I implore every American, and especially my fellow veterans, to look into this – it may well be the last hope we have, and it looks quite promising – especially with a man of the caliber of Colonel Macgregor at the helm.

Catch some of his interviews – he’s often on YouTube at Judging Freedom with Judge Andrew Napolitano and many others. Check out the website – Our Country Our Choice.

Who knows? That old eagle might just get a chance to soar proudly over a nation of free people again.

God bless,

Mike K

And here we sit. Or lie, it really doesn’t matter.  Deep down we all know something is terribly wrong, but we’ve become so accustomed to sitting around waiting for things to get better that we find ourselves expecting something that we know isn’t going to happen.  We just wait around for someone else to step up to the plate, then maybe we can try to help.  Problem is, we have somewhere in the neighborhood of a couple of hundred million American men sitting around waiting for some hero to emerge, and indeed if we look closely, that hero is trying to emerge – from within the heart of each of us. Listen to it!

Back in time somewhere, somehow, our genetic profile got infused with some admirable traits.  Men in early America were men – brave men of integrity and honor.  Since those days our desirable aspects have progressively become diluted – seriously depleted indeed – but the kernel of love for freedom is still inside us.  Our problem is how to overcome the blasphemous propaganda deluge in which we are submersed.  We have to wrest our attention from our pathetic worldly pursuits foisted upon us by the media to the urgency of serious threats to our nation’s very existence.  Is our desire for a new pickup truck and boat more important than our expectation for there to be a free country for our kids to inherit?  Is the super bowl and its vile commercial accoutrements worth more of our time than a Sunday morning with our family in service to the God who blessed us with our prosperous (though too often decadent) and certainly undeserved lifestyles?

In case you’ve been asleep for a long while, our government has become occupied by what are increasingly being revealed as hostile forces.  These same forces are the ones responsible for the destruction of our cities and our uncontrolled border – it’s all part of their plan to destroy our God-fearing nation.  Connect the dots and you’ll find other nefarious plots and acts such as health and pharmaceutical efforts which have questionable value. 

Our congress has been taken over almost completely by these same people who instruct the members to pass legislation which no longer in any way represents the interests of the country they were elected to represent.  It’s hard to find any legislation processed within the last few years that reflects the interests of the AMERICAN PEOPLE.  I remember some time ago, when the government was at an impasse over the budget and no business at all could be attended by the congress, yet they still managed to eke out some kind of resolution opposing disparaging a foreign country.  Couldn’t do squat for America though. Wealthy corporate PAC donors for sure, but never for Joe the Plumber.  Other nations – well, the ones with money absolutely, but no longer any legislation to help working American people.

We are watching the inevitable disintegration of what was probably the greatest of nations.  The whole world once looked to the US as the preeminent leader of the world.  We were respected as being an honorable nation populated with honorable people.  What happened?  In my humble opinion, some time ago, perhaps around 1913, our leaders revealed themselves to be susceptible to bribery.  Over the years, this shortcoming has only grown worse – like some grotesque malignancy – and has proven to be the primary reason for the downfall of American society.  Our congress and executive are captive to malevolent forces that are beyond our ability to control – individually.  I don’t know about anyone else, but I’m very tired of the video soap opera of one-upmanship that passes for congressional activity nowadays.  Wow!  Just look at how Kennedy gave that Mayorkas the what for!  Or how Rand Paul butchered Fauci.  To what end?  Seriously people!  The people’s legislature is reduced to congressional reality TV and congresspeople relish the roles.

Everyone knows there is strength in numbers.  Alone we cannot hope to arrest America’s plunge into the abyss, but with sufficient numbers, especially with American veterans and patriots on board, we can face, and defeat this scourge.  We have to recognize and admit to ourselves that it exists though, and then muster up the courage to fight it.  We must recognize that the sinister forces who have brought us here intend to destroy our nation, our children’s future, and then we must resolve to defeat it.  Whatever it takes.

Always remember that, regardless of media and government propaganda narratives, there is a distinction between loyalty to the government and patriotism to the country. In fact, that distinction is the very reason the constitution was written and endorsed! Our founders realized that a government could become corrupted and so they set up a legal means to overcome such corruption and tyranny.

How can we begin to fight this battle?  There are some choices before us, some will require us to put aside differences, especially as pertains to race – white and black and brown America must stop allowing evil forces to divide us.  Pay attention – when the mass media start hammering the airwaves with news stories that divide the races, we can be assured that there is a serious need for distraction from whatever nefarious behavior is afoot.  I remember the Vietnam days and how each time the war protests started to become uncontrollable, the news stories became about race issues, and sure enough, gullible Americans were suffering the Watts riots and countless news stories impugning black men which our carefully nurtured racist communities were quick to devour.  Sure enough, our collective attention was miraculously turned to the race bait instead of the war. We have to stop letting them do this – we need to be willing to disregard such obvious division and stay focused together!

Personally, I’m a 70-year-old white hillbilly from a southern white background, and if I followed my forebears, I’d probably be a member of the John Birch group, but fortunately many years ago, with the help of the Almighty, I became able to see through the propaganda – it wasn’t easy and I made lots of enemies along the way.  But after everything is said and done, Martin Luther King is among the greatest of my heroes.  I learned much from figures like Malcolm X and Ghandi.  I think I learned most, especially about honor and bravery, from our founding fathers.  I learned long ago that these guys were willing to put it all on the line for what they believed.  We need guys like that today!  We can have discussions about their views on slavery and other issues in another forum, but right now I implore all Americans of every color to come together to act and do what each of us can do to save our country.  Trust me, the people in control do not want that.  We must come to the realization that there is room here for every one of every color.  Brotherly love must prevail against the forces that teach and espouse hatred.  Remember, we all have issues we’d like to see addressed, such as racism, militarism, etc., but we’ll never be able to properly resolve these issues until the people of this nation regain control of our government.

There is a movement we should support – it’s growing by leaps and bounds – called Our Country Our Choice.  If you agree that this country is headed in the wrong direction, you should look into it, as this promises to offer a solution to many of our ills.  The organization is headed by one Douglas MacGregor, a retired Army Colonel who served as advisor in the Trump administration.  Our Country Our Choice (OCOC), as far as I know, does not endorse, or at least hasn’t yet, any political figure(s), and specifically refuses donations from politically motivated groups or lobbies.  It looks like a viable path to regain our nation’s sovereignty and I strongly urge American men, women, and especially veterans to get up off your ass and get involved – this thing is not going to work without all of our help.  OCOC urges all demographics to get on board with this movement – it is solely for the benefit of the American people – not lobby groups or politicians. 

Colonel MacGregor has an extensive military background.  He is adept in governing and is smart enough to get the right people into the positions where they can be most effective.  The organization has already recognized the futility of trying to improve our lot without the help of Providence, and has a chaplain, Pastor Casey, in the leadership of OCOC.  Bingo!  If God is with us, who can stand against us?  I exhort all who see this missive to look into OCOC and join and support the organization, financially and spiritually. 

No one is attempting to imply that OCOC will be able to solve all of our problems.  Some of the issues that await attention are profound and will require time and effort to properly address.  What is certain is that we have issues on the table that cannot be resolved within the current structures of our government – in fact they actually seem to be in place to prevent just and fair resolution.  OCOC may not be the exact instrument that will get the US back onto the rails, but it’s a start.  If people are informed and still refuse to act, then maybe they deserve whatever form of slavery the powers that be levy upon them.  But their children don’t.

We have a mandate from the Supreme Law of the Land.   When in the course of human events… 

Pass on this info about OCOC to every God-fearing patriot you know. Make sure all the ex-military folks you know hear about it. The compromised people in DC do not represent this old vet!

His name is Aaron Bushnell.  If you haven’t heard of him by now, just google his name and you’ll find his story. It’s about the tragic act of one of the bravest, most sincere human beings of our time.  The mainstream media isn’t saying much about him because they have their orders.  I’m sure that will change as soon as TPTB give them whatever narrative they come up with. The U.S. government isn’t saying much, because they too, have their orders.  No matter though, his story is out there, and nothing TPTB can do will shut it down.

The world has a focus now.  The whole world.  Arabs, Russians, Chinese, the ROW, and even Americans.  We should have already had a focus, but to our eternal shame, we have studiously avoided looking at the massacre taking place in Gaza.  At least most Americans have.  Now Aaron Bushnell has now shoved it right into the faces of even the most determinedly ignorant. The U.S. military and the government are heavily involved in supplying weapons to the monstrous “most moral army in the world” to kill tens of thousands of innocents, women and children, doctors, medical workers, journalists.  These innocents are also being denied food and water.  Some infants have starved to death already, and they are trying to starve them all. A U.S. Air Force member finally stood up tall and said “ENOUGH”!  He has brought about one of those “Have you no shame?” moments into our history, and God willing, it will play out.  

You can bet the bad guys are busy concocting stories right now.  They’re combing his hometown newspaper, his high school yearbook, and any other source(s) of information with which they can find anything with which they can smear his reputation.  Maybe at some time in his life he saw a counsellor, or had a therapist, so he can be sold as some kind of psycho.  Maybe he had some kind of run in with the authorities so he can be pedaled as a criminal miscreant.  Anything to distract the public from the genocide of the Palestinians to which he brought the attention of the world.  And the absolutely unbelievable way he did it.

This will be reminiscent of Colin Kaepernick and the thrashing he took for trying to get people’s attention to the extraordinary police brutality on black people.  He knelt during the national anthem prior to football games.  The media went into overdrive to discredit him.  By the time they were through, Colin lost his football career.  The mainstream narrative completely avoided what he was trying to get across and changed it all to how he disrespected the American Flag, and the citizenry bought it, hook line and sinker.  That was the real travesty.  The man was publicly denied his first Amendment right to free speech and “patriotic” Americans supported it.  Aaron Bushnell’s narrative won’t be so easily twisted.

The story of Aaron Bushnell has already gone around the world several times, and it has only been a few days.  Try as they might to suppress his act, the Zionist-controlled media doesn’t stand a snowman’s chance of getting a lid on it.  They don’t want the world to understand too much about the Zionist genocide in Gaza, the travesty for which Aaron gave his life to inform the world.  Even the dumbed-down Americans. It’s working. He immolated himself at the Israeli Embassy in protest of the Gaza genocide. Our focus now is to keep the fire burning that he so selflessly lit.

This media is the same one that told us of weapons of mass destruction in Iraq, that everyone must, at the risk of their livelihoods, take a vaccine that has been proven to be not a vaccine at all and that kills people.  This media promulgated a story of some terrorists who couldn’t fly a Piper cub navigating sophisticated passenger planes across country and into buildings.  This media told us of Assad’s chemical attack on Dhouma, – proven to be a lie by the very organization tasked with investigating it. These are the people who have told us for two years that the Russians are losing the war in The Ukraine and that President Putin is terminally ill, gay, falls down stairs and craps himself, etc. 

We must not allow the Zionist liars to change the Bushnell narrative away from Gaza, for that will now be the assignment of every tentacle of the mainstream media.  This old hillbilly’s suggestion is to turn the TV off and quit watching any of the network news programs.  They are conniving and duplicitous and they know how to deceive you in so many ways, if you’re not completely onto them, they’ll have you believing your children need sex changes in the name of global warming.  If you have a grandfather who watches the Zionist tripe that passes for news, tell him how he’s being misled.  Show him how to find alternative news sites. 

For believers in Jesus who read this, you should be able to see and understand the degree of evil to which the murderers in Palestine have devolved.  Yes, there are “churches” here in the USA who fully support this nation and the depredations of the IOF.  These are the self-righteous vipers who have convinced themselves of their virtuosity, but Jesus will tell them that He never knew them.  Depart from Me. I never knew you.  The alternative to being with Jesus is being in the eternal fires of hell.  The fire that took the life of Aaron Bushnell only lasted a few moments, but the fires of hell will be for all eternity folks, so you might want to take a second look at who you are supporting.

It’s up to each and every one of us to do our utmost to reclaim our nation.  The same can be said for all other nations who are currently under the control of these vile monsters.  We can start by sharing what we know with those who don’t know what’s going on.  It’s the least we can do for the memory of Aaron Bushnell.  He gave his life to support innocent people; gave his life!  Not a lot of people throughout history have given their lives for others.  I can think of One, though.  Aaron Bushnell died a horrible death to try and drive home the fact that the most insidious act of murder in all of history is happening – are you listening to what he said?

As a frigid dawn breaks across the winter sky, what’s left of my family huddles together in this wretchedly cold farmhouse trying to keep warm against another invasion of the incessant north wind. We knew for years there’d be a war, but few of us could have imagined the severity of it, especially for the few who survived the “war”, and especially this far out from a major city. This old house almost burned down, but we were able to save enough of it so that we can survive. If you want to call this survival.

For years it seems that people had been hearing of all the rich and connected folks who got busy building bunkers and stocking them with supplies intended to tide them over when the inevitable happened. They expected to go into their holes and sit tight watching movies and playing video games until such time as it would become safe to slither out and supposedly resume their entitled lives in which whatever few survivors would be waiting with adulation and fanfare to greet them. Yes, they were that deluded. Now that those few begin to see signs of their emergence, great fanfare isn’t exactly what the sick and hungry survivors have in mind.

Some of the larger refuges were intended to house government officials and their families, so they were excavated to facilitate relatively large numbers of people. Huge underground shelters made with reinforced concrete were designed to house any and all who might be required to provide for a preposterously planned continuity of government in a post-apocalyptic scenario. I personally believe they were all building their tombs.

When the bunkers were being built, multitudes of “commoners” were involved – truckers, construction hands, plumbers, electricians, welders, etc., who were never intended to be – nor did they become, part of the inhabitants of said shelters, just the labor used to build them. Were all of these people expected to forget where the bunkers were located? Where the entrances, water supplies, and air vents were, and how to excavate the holes they already dug once? Just what were those entitled individuals thinking?

As we try and patch up the holes in our crumbling walls and the ever-present hunger pangs gnaw at our very souls, we reflect on that somber autumn morning when the world turned upside-down. As I was outside tending the livestock, there were ominous rumblings, almost like the thunderous sonic booms some of us remember from back when technology reached the threshold where airplanes could fly faster than the speed of sound. I’m not sure they realized there would be window-shattering sonic booms until those fast jet planes started flying faster than sound. Anyways, when the big bombs started going off, that’s the first thing that came to mind, but only briefly. It didn’t take a lot of dot-connecting to realize what was afoot.

We always thought of times when the power would go out, but when it finally happened, the actuality of it hit home. Wow! Not only did it go out, but deep down we knew it would never come back on. When our enemies overseas finally got enough of the threats and pillaging by the western world and lit off the orbiting satellites containing EMP producing devices, we stepped through the door of destruction, our world caught on fire, power lines, automobiles, and just about everything with an electrical coil simply burst into flames. Huge conflagrations started everywhere there were wire fences, electrical power lines, transformers, substations, or anything made of wire kindled the near-complete destruction of developed nations. We ran inside and after frantically putting out the fires, we could only wait and wonder if we were about to be vaporized. Considering what our lives have devolved to, it would have been more merciful if we had. The cold nights are almost too much to bear.

The worst part of all this is the fact that no one knows the extent of the destruction. Did Washington DC get annihilated? How many of our big cities got wiped out? Communications are completely obliterated. There were a few folks around who everyone considered to be nuts that were known as preppers. Some of them kept CB radios, but most of them got fried in the EMP. A precious few survived, but it’s next to impossible to get to them to find out what they might know. Most information that does get through is of little help anyway. From the looks of our situation, it seems that our nation as we knew it is gone for good. I guess we “lost” the war, but our enemies devastated and contaminated the landscape to the extent that they won’t be sending a “conquering army” over here anytime soon. Nevertheless, the “preppers” have since become folk heroes everywhere there are survivors looking for a bowl of beans.

Radiation is everywhere and will be for a long time, it’s the primary concern for everyone who might have survived and is still breathing. Most of the living are – or have been – terribly sick from radiation poisoning, but a few seem to be immune to it. Maybe they’re the ones who pray – that’s the only explanation I can think of. I ran into one of these types who was among the very most prepared of the preppers. Before everything went south, he bought an old diesel pickup truck and completely gutted the electrical system. No battery, no starter. He parks it on a hill so he can start it by getting it rolling and popping the clutch. It works, but fuel is scarce, so he only uses it for essential things like hauling wood.

We only have a few chickens left, the goat got sick and died, and out of nine dogs on the farm, we have a couple left, but they’re sick a lot. We eat, and are thankful for, a lot of squirrels and rabbits. We’re fortunate enough to have a spring on the property, and what few neighbors we have left come over braving the outdoor air to fill bottles and jugs from it. So far, I guess the water’s ok, at least no one is getting sick from it so far. We were only marginal preppers, but we did have the foresight to stock up on a bit of extra food, but I really think we’re just postponing the inevitable. But then, who knows? We like to imagine that by some miracle we can be evacuated to a safe place, but in reality, we don’t even know if there are any safe places anywhere. Sort of like not so long ago when the people of Gaza undoubtedly imagined that some great nation would come to their rescue during their holocaust, but much to the shame of the world, that didn’t happen either.

For years, some scientists maintained that a nuclear exchange would precipitate what they called a nuclear winter. Even though as a result of the pandemic and green revolution and a lot of other nonsense, most of what passed for science came to be revealed as a bunch of malarkey, I guess they got the nuclear winter part right, because we are well into what should have been spring, but it’s desperately cold! I really miss having a weather forecast to look at, but there are none anymore, and there probably won’t be, especially the weather discussions that depended on satellites – they’ve obviously all been destroyed. We have to go back to the old way such as “red sky in morning…”

There’s no internet anymore, no microwave ovens, no running water. I saved every blanket and quilt I could get my hands on for years, and they are certainly coming in handy now. There’s no music, no television, no football games. No one knows how Kim Kardashian is doing, nor do they care. Much of our former life has been revealed for the useless nonsense it was. It’s hard to remember how we cared for things that really matter, or if we did at all. It was all about new cars, boats, flights to vacation spots, and a thousand other things that don’t mean squat now. We actually sat in front of CNN on the TV and believed all the lies they spoon fed everybody as if there would be no tomorrow with which to reckon.

There’s a tiny rivulet running from where our spring comes out of the ground. I watch it a lot these days, because if it dries up, we’re going to be in serious trouble. As I sit out here breathing what could be contaminated air (I’ve been so sick I really don’t even care anymore), watching that tiny trickle of life-giving water, I search my heart and continually ask myself, “What could I have done to help prevent this?” Hundreds of millions of human beings have been destroyed, killed, vaporized – with their bones strewn across the land. Huge cities, once thriving metropolises, now are no more than huge smoldering craters, with innumerable ghosts looking on, each and every one asking themselves, “What could I have done…?”