The FSOP salutes the rational American adults who roused themselves from a prolonged slumber, in the wake of the most recent election cycle. Briefly, they took the hostile takeover of 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue by an off the cliff, America despising, lefty in stride, hoping he wasn’t as bad as they feared. It didn’t take long for rational American adults to see that their worst fears were, regrettably, egregiously optimistic.

Rational American adults soon tired of Prompter Punk’s empty, Hopey McChange, rhetoric. Rational American adults got a fire in their belly which grew hotter, every time Prompter Punk started a speech to a non-American audience with "America sucks, but it’s not my fault". Rational American adults reached critical mass when the neo-Marxist Capitol Hill Clown posse started running the U.S. Mint’s printing presses overtime to fund a Porkulus Bill which ‘stimulated’ the economy by funneling billion$ into the coffers of core Demoncrat constituencies like ACORN, the SEIU, and a laundry list of unions.

Unwilling to stay silent, rational American adults were boiling mad when the Nanny State swallowed two of the Big 3 automakers, the banking industry, then painted a bull’s-eye on America’s healthcare industry. Determined to assert their rightful, Constitutionally-correct, authority over an out of control Nanny State, rational American adults peaceably assembled in an ongoing series of increasingly larger Tea Parties. Rational American adults attended town hall meetings perpetrated by their Elected Tormentors, where they exercised their free speech birthright to give their government EMPLOYEE a piece of their mind. Shrugging off the ‘racist’, ‘terrorist’ brickbats hurled by terrified Libertards, America’s rational adults continue the fight to rein in an out of control Nanny State.

This FSOP page honors everyone who is fighting the on-going Nanny State assault on our inalienable individual liberty. You make us proud to call you a fellow AMERICAN.

Ann Margret and USO
November 03, 2023

Richard, (my husband), never really talked a lot about his time in Vietnam, other than he had been shot by a sniper. However, he had a rather grainy, 8 x 10 black and white photo he had taken at a USO show of Ann Margret with Bob Hope in the background that was one of his treasures.

A few years ago, Ann Margaret was doing a book signing at a local bookstore. Richard wanted to see if he could get her to Sign the treasured photo so he arrived at the bookstore at 12 o'clock for the 7:30 signing.

When I got there after work, the line went all the way around the bookstore, circled the parking lot, and disappeared behind a parking garage. Before her appearance, bookstore employees announced that she would sign only her book and no memorabilia would be permitted.

Richard was disappointed, but wanted to show her the photo and let her know how much those shows meant to lonely GI's so far from home. Ann Margaret came out looking as beautiful as ever and, as second in line, it was soon Richard's turn.

He presented the book for her signature and then took out the photo. When he did, there were many shouts from the employees that she would not sign it. Richard said,

“I understand. I just wanted her to see it."

She took one look at the photo, tears welled up in her eyes and she said,

"This is one of my gentlemen from Vietnam and I most certainly will sign his photo. I know what these men did for their country and I always have time for 'my gentlemen.''

With that, she pulled Richard across the table and planted a big kiss on him. She then made quite a to-do about the bravery of the young men she met over the years, how much she admired them, and how much she appreciated them. There weren't too many dry eyes among those close enough to hear. She then posed for pictures and acted as if he were the only one there.

That night was a turning point for him. He walked a little straighter and, for the first time in years, was proud to have been a Vet. I'll never forget Ann Margaret for her graciousness and how much that small act of kindness meant to my husband.

Later at dinner, Richard was very quiet. When I asked if he'd like to talk about it, my big, strong husband broke down in tears.

“That's the first time anyone ever thanked me for my time in the Army,'' he said.

I now make it a point to say 'Thank you' to every person I come across who served in our Armed Forces. Freedom does not come cheap and I am grateful for all those who have served their country.

If you'd like to pass on this story, feel free to do so. Perhaps it will help others to become aware of how important it is to acknowledge the contribution our service people make.

~ Original Author Unknown .

'WE' Have Spoken
August 17, 2022

MIKE "DIRTY JOBS" ROWE" GOES WOODSHED
IN RESPONSE TO WOKETARD SNOWFLAKE
December 02, 2021

Janice To Mike:
I have a question about your SWEAT Pledge. Specifically, about the first tenet. Why do you disqualify those from applying for a scholarship who don’t feel grateful for living in America? There are many people out there who would like to better themselves by learning a useful skill, but who lack the privilege that you possess. Why insist that those people profess “gratitude” for living in a country that has treated them less fairly than others? A country, by the way, that was stolen from indigenous people, and built on the backs of slaves?

Janice Bubert

Mike To Janice:
Hi Janice
The short answer is because grateful people have a harder time feeling sorry for themselves. In my experience, people who don’t appreciate the miracle of their own birth, or their good fortune at being born in America, are more inclined to quit, complain, or blame others for
their failures. These people are less likely to succeed, and therefore, less deserving of my foundations limited resources.

To say it another way, Janice, I believe all Americans are privileged. Sure, some are smarter than others. Some are better-looking. Some are more gifted and more talented. Some are raised by loving parents, some are adopted, some are abused, some are healthy, some are sickly, and some are just luckier all around. There are many reasons, including race, gender, sexuality, and ethnicity, to feel sorry for oneself, if one is inclined to do so. But we were all born, and that obliges us, in my opinion, to at the very least, feel grateful for the miracle that we exist. And today, even in these tumultuous times, those lucky enough to be born in this country have more to be grateful for than most humans who have ever called this planet home.

Obviously, you’re free to disagree, even on our national holiday of Thanksgiving. But, as I’ve said to many others over the years who object to the tenets of the SWEAT Pledge, “this particular pile of free money is probably not for you.” As for the past, I understand the many injustices that have accompanied the American experiment, and I’ll make no excuses for the unfairness of the world, or for the decisions and actions of others. But neither will I accept the blame for those decisions
and actions that weren’t my own. I believe we should do all we can to create and encourage a trulycolor-blind , and I’m personally grateful for the opportunity to do my part. That’s why my foundation, and my work ethic-scholarship program, focus only on those traits within the control of
the individual. There are many, but chief among them, is an attitude of gratitude.

Happy Thanksgiving
Mike

ONCE UPON A TOWN: THE MIRACLE OF THE NORTH PLATT
August 10, 2018

‘We were overwhelmed,” said Lt. Col. Nick Jaskolski. “I don’t really have words to describe how surprised and moved we all were. I had never even heard of the town before.”

Col. Jaskolski, a veteran of the Iraq war, is commander of the 142nd Field Artillery Brigade of the Arkansas Army National Guard. For three weeks earlier this summer, the 142nd had been conducting an emergency deployment readiness exercise in Wyoming, training and sleeping outdoors, subsisting on field rations. Now it was time for the 700 soldiers to return to their base.

A charter bus company had been hired for the 18-hour drive back to Arkansas. The Army had budgeted for a stop to get snacks. The bus company determined that the soldiers would reach North Platte, in western Nebraska, around the time they would likely be hungry. The company placed a call to the visitors’ bureau: Was there anywhere in town that could handle a succession of 21 buses, and get 700 soldiers in and out for a quick snack?

North Platte said yes. North Platte has always said yes.

The community welcomed more than 700 service men and women, North Platte, Nebraska, June 18-19.
Photo: Stephen Barkley/The North Platte Telegraph

During World War II, North Platte was a geographically isolated town of 12,000. Soldiers, sailors and aviators on their way to fight the war rode troop trains across the nation, bound for Europe via the East Coast or the Pacific via the West Coast. The Union Pacific Railroad trains that transported the soldiers always made 10-minute stops in North Platte to take on water.

The townspeople made those 10 minutes count. Starting in December 1941, they met every train: up to 23 a day, beginning at 5 a.m. and ending after midnight. Those volunteers greeted between 3,000 and 5,000 soldiers a day. They presented them with sandwiches and gifts, played music for them, danced with them, baked birthday cakes for them. Every day of the year, every day of the war, they were there at the depot. They never missed a train, never missed a soldier. They fed six million soldiers by the end of the war. Not 1 cent of government money was asked for or spent, save for a $5 bill sent by President Franklin D. Roosevelt.

The soldiers never forgot the kindness. Most of them, and most of the townspeople who greeted them, are dead. And now, in 2018, those 21 busloads from the 142nd Field Artillery were on their way, expecting to stop at some fast-food joint.

“We couldn’t believe what we saw when we pulled up,” Col. Jaskolski said. As each bus arrived over a two-day period, the soldiers stepped out to be greeted by lines of cheering people holding signs of thanks. They weren’t at a fast-food restaurant: They were at North Platte’s events center, which had been opened and decorated especially for them.

“People just started calling our office when they heard the soldiers were on their way,” said Lisa Burke, the director of the visitors’ bureau. “Hundreds of people, who wanted to help.”


The soldiers entered the events center to the aroma of steaks grilling and the sound of recorded music: current songs by Luke Bryan, Justin Timberlake, Florida Georgia Line; World War II songs by Glenn Miller, the Andrews Sisters, Jimmy Dorsey. They were served steak sandwiches, ham sandwiches, turkey sandwiches, deviled eggs, salads and fruit; local church groups baked pies, brownies and cookies.

Mayor Dwight Livingston stood at the door for two days and shook every soldier’s hand. Mr. Livingston served in the Air Force in Vietnam and came home to no words of thanks. Now, he said, as he shook the hands and welcomed the soldiers, “I don’t know whether those moments were more important for them, or for me. I knew I had to be there.”

“It was one soldier’s 21st birthday,” Lisa Burke said. “When I gave him his cake, he told me it was the first birthday cake he’d ever had in his life.” Not wanting to pry, she didn’t ask him how that could possibly be. “I was able to hold my emotions together,” she said. “Until later.”

When it became time to settle up—the Army, after all, had that money budgeted for snacks—the 142nd Field Artillery was told: Nope. You’re not spending a penny here. This is on us. This is on North Platte.

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A MEMO FROM AMERICA'S GREATEST PATRIOT
May 20, 2018

"TAKE A KNEE, MY ASS"
December 12, 2017

Courtesy of Country Musician Neal McCoy:

>>> Take A Knee My Ass >>>

NEENER NEER TO ALL YOU ANTHEM KNEELERS
October 04, 2017

DARING TO BE DIFFERENT
September 25, 2017

“It is better to die on your feet than to live on your knees.” - Emiliano Zapata

Week 3 of the NFL saw a

Week 3 of the NFL saw a growing number of Kool-Aid swilling players resort to taking knees during the playing of our national anthem.

One team, the Pittsburgh Steelers, perhaps trying to diffuse the situation actually cowered in the locker room during the Star Spangled Banner exercising their First Amendment right.

One Steeler, Alejandro Villanueva dared to be different by exercising HIS First Amendment rights and being the only player to emerge from the clubhouse tunnel while the National Anthem played.

Villanueva is not your ordinary left tackle. Villanuena was also a former Army Ranger and Captain (now Major) with 3 tours in Afghanistan and had this to say:

“I don’t know if the most effective way is to sit down during the national anthem with a country that’s providing you freedom, providing you $16 million a year … when there are black minorities that are dying in Iraq and Afghanistan for less than $20,000 a year,” Villanueva said of the anthem protests.

PIG Props go out to Major Alejandro Villanueva to have the Nads to put his flag and his country before some fly-by-night, 'take a knee' movement.

Conversely, the rest of the Steelers took a heap full as witnessed in the clip below as they take the field after the Anthem and after they left their teammate all alone and out to dry:

>>> Alejandro Villanueva >>>

On a related note, two of NASCAR's owners, Richard Petty and Richard Childress related their takes on any of their employees kneeling:

Childress told USA Today:

“Get you a ride on a Greyhound bus when the national anthem is over. I told them anyone who works for me should respect the country we live in. So many people have gave their lives for it. This is America.”

Petty Sez:

“Anybody that don’t stand up for that ought to be out of the country. Period. If they don’t appreciate where they’re at … what got them where they’re at? The United States.”

Question: How long until News Nit-Wits and the LSM begin calling the standing for the National Anthem 'controversial' while kneeling becomes the norm?

ADMIRAL WILLIAM McRAVEN: CHANGE

Admiral William McRaven at University of Texas at Austin 2014 Commencment Speech.

>>> Change >>>

PATRIOTISM: SIX STRING SOLDIERS STYLE

From The Six String Soldiers Facebook Page

TEACHER OF THE YEAR

In September of 2005, on the first day of school, Martha Cothren, a History teacher at Robinson High School in Little Rock , did something not to be forgotten. On the first day of school, with the permission of the school superintendent, the principal and the building supervisor, she removed all of the desks in her classroom. When the first period kids entered the room they discovered that there were no desks.

'Ms. Cothren, where are our desks?'

She replied, 'You can't have a desk until you tell me how you earn the right to sit at a desk.'

They thought, 'Well, maybe it's our grades.' 'No,' she said.

'Maybe it's our behavior.' She told them, 'No, it's not even your behavior.'

And so, they came and went, the first period, second period, third period. Still no desks in the classroom. Kids called their parents to tell them what was happening and by early afternoon television news crews had started gathering at the school to report about this crazy teacher who had taken all the desks out of her room.

The final period of the day came and as the puzzled students found seats on the floor of the desk-less classroom. Martha Cothren said, 'Throughout the day no one has been able to tell me just what he or she has done to earn the right to sit at the desks that are ordinarily found in this classroom. Now I am going to tell you.'

At this point, Martha Cothren went over to the door of her classroom and opened it. Twenty-seven (27) U.S. Veterans, all in uniform, walked into that classroom, each one carrying a school desk. The Vets began placing the school desks in rows, and then they would walk over and stand alongside the wall. By the time the last soldier had set the final desk in place those kids started to understand, perhaps for the first time in their lives, just how the right to sit at those desks had been earned.

Martha said, 'You didn't earn the right to sit at these desks. These heroes did it for you. They placed the desks here for you. They went halfway around the world, giving up their education and interrupting their careers and families so you could have the freedom you have. Now, it's up to you to sit in them. It is your responsibility to learn, to be good students, to be good citizens. They paid the price so that you could have the freedom to get an education. Don't ever forget it.'

By the way, this is a true story. And this teacher was awarded the Veterans of Foreign Wars Teacher of the Year for the State of Arkansas in 2006. She is the daughter of a WWII POW.

Let us always remember the men and women of our military and the rights they have won for us.

PATRIOTIC PAINTER

Meet Joe Everson. Joe is not only an accomplished speed artist, but also a true patriot.

Joe has taken his talents and love of country to center ice and center court at NBA and NHL matches where he not only paints, but sings The Star Spangled Banner while painting one of his patriotic themed canvases.

Click below to see Joe in action:

>>> Joe Everson >>>

Click here for more of Joe Everson and his work.

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MIKE ROWE OF DIRTY JOBS EXPLAINS HIS PATRIOTISM

Off The Wall 

Susanne McDaniel‎ writes...

How did you become so blindly patriotic? First of all, the college you were referencing in your rant about the American flag is a private college and doesn't receive federal funding. However...the very essence of freedom in this country is our right to speak out against the flag, which is a mere symbol. If you take away that right, then we have lost all freedom. You really need to take a civics course, Mike Rowe. I used to like you; but, you have really become very annoying to me in recent years. I thought you were more intelligent. But, I guess appearances aren't everything.

Hi Susanne

I’ve never thought of myself as “blindly patriotic,” but I am a fan of the United States, the founding fathers, and the men and women who have served on my behalf. I also confess to feeling lucky to live here. Having said that, I think you’re correct about the flag; it’s only a symbol. So too is the Crucifix. And the middle finger. And the Swastika. And the compressed chunks of carbon that millions wear on their ring fingers as expressions of timeless love and eternal devotion. 

It’s easy to make anything feel small and silly by reducing it to its chemical composition or its various component parts. But if you really believe our flag is nothing but a “mere symbol,” equally suitable for flying or burning, ask yourself if you’d be comfortable if the people you work with suddenly started coming to the office in pointy white hats fashioned from bedsheets? Would that be a problem for you? Or how about The Rainbow Flag, favored by the LGBTQ community? Would it be OK if people started burning that? If not, why not? I mean, it’s only a symbol, right? 

Years ago, an artist named Andres Serrano presented a charming piece called “Immersion.” It consisted of a Crucifix, immersed in a glass of the artist’s urine. Amazingly, some people were offended. Christians, in particular. They just couldn’t see that Andres was using a symbol to express himself. Silly Christians. Interesting though, that Andres didn’t submerge Mohammed in the same glass. I wonder why that is? 

The thing about “mere symbols” Susanne, is that they represent “mere ideas,” and “mere ideas” are the backbone of "mere humanity." In the case of the flag, we’re talking about ideas that are wrapped into the Constitution – a document that separates us from every other country on the planet. 

Mere ideas are the reason people fight and die. Mere ideas are the reason we’re allowed to speak freely, protest publicly, bear arms, and burn the very symbol that represents those very freedoms. I didn’t suggest that you or anyone else be denied your right to fly or burn whatever flag you wish. What I failed to do, is quietly accept behavior I don’t care for. Which, if I’m not mistaken, is the same compulsion that motivates others to publicly express themselves in whatever ways they choose. 

As for Hampshire College, I’m afraid you’re mistaken. If you check the link I provided in my original post, you’ll see that several forms of federal funding are readily available to their students. Also, according to their site, you’ll notice that the flag is once again flying at full staff. I’ll take no credit for this, if you offer no blame. Deal? 

Finally, regarding my overall annoyance, you’re correct, and you're not alone. I’ve been annoying people for years now. Just ask my mother. And yes, I too, once thought I was more intelligent than I actually am. I still remember the disappointment when the test results come back.

Anyway, thanks for your comments, Susanne. I do hope you’ll stick around. 

Mike

KENT STATE BASKETBALL TEAM ONE-UPS KAEPERNICK AND KORRECTNIKS

In an act of unity and patriotism, the Kent State Men's Basketball team stood during the pre-game playing of the National Anthem.

The nerve of a sports team to honor America by standing together during the Star Spangled banner. Why, that must have given Kaepernickites and Korrectniks the Heebie Jeebies. Tee-hee.

Props to Kent State and let's hope more teams of all levels follow suit.

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MARINE OWNS THE NFL WITH BRUTAL LETTER
TO COMMISSIONER

Folks, I do not need to add a single word to this…other than it came to me through a retired military email network. You need to read it.

Commissioner,

I've been a season pass holder at Yankee Stadium, Yale Bowl and Giants Stadium.

I missed the '90-'91 season because I was with a battalion of Marines in Desert Storm. 14 of my wonderful Marines returned home with the American Flag draped across their lifeless bodies. My last conversation with one of them, Sgt Garrett Mongrella, was about how our Giants were going to the Super Bowl. He never got to see it.

Many friends, Marines, and Special Forces Soldiers who worked with or for me through the years returned home with the American Flag draped over their coffins.

Now I watch multi-millionaire athletes who never did anything in their lives but play a game, disrespect what brave Americans fought and died for. They are essentially spitting in the faces and on the graves of real men, men who have actually done something for this country beside playing with a ball and believing they're something special! They're not! My Marines and Soldiers were! You are complicit in this!

You'll fine players for large and small infractions but you lack the moral courage and respect for our nation and the fallen to put an immediate stop to this. Yes, I know, it's their 1st Amendment right to behave in such a despicable manner. What would happen if they came out and disrespected you or the refs publicly?

I observed a player getting a personal foul for twerking in the end zone after scoring. I guess that's much worse than disrespecting the flag and our National Anthem. Hmmmmm, isn't it his 1st Amendment right to express himself like an idiot in the end zone?

Why is taunting not allowed yet taunting America is OK? You fine players for wearing 9-11 commemorative shoes yet you allow scum on the sidelines to sit, kneel or pump their pathetic fist in the air. They are so deprived with their multi-million dollar contracts for playing a freaking game! You condone it all by your refusal to act. You're just as bad and disgusting as they are. I hope Americans boycott any sponsor who supports that rabble you call the NFL. I hope they turn off the TV when any team that allowed this disrespect to occur, without consequence, on the sidelines. I applaud those who have not.

Legends and heroes do NOT wear shoulder pads. They wear body armor and carry rifles.

They make minimum wage and spend months and years away from their families. They don't do it for an hour on Sunday. They do it 24/7 often with lead, not footballs, coming in their direction. They watch their brothers carted off in pieces not on a gurney to get their knee iced. They don't even have ice! Many don't have legs or arms.

Some wear blue and risk their lives daily on the streets of America. They wear fire helmets and go upstairs into the fire rather than down to safety. On 9-11, hundreds vanished. They are the heroes.

I hope that your high paid protesting pretty boys and you look in that mirror when you shave tomorrow and see what you really are, legends in your own minds. You need to hit the road and take those worms with you!

Time to change the channel.

Col Jeffrey A Powers USMC (Ret)
Vista, California

INJURED FOOTBALL PLAYER STANDS FOR NATIONAL ANTHEM

By Todd Starnes

One of my readers alerted me to a heartwarming story of patriotism from Hurst, Texas.

It's the story of Vita Tonga, a member of the Blue Raiders football team from L.D. Bell High School.

A few weeks ago, Vita went down during a game. He tore the ACL on his right knee. Doctors were able to repair the damage last Friday.

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But instead of resting at home, Vita was determined to be at last Saturday's game.

Sure enough, the North Texas teenager rolled out to the sidelines in a wheelchair to cheer on his teammates.

"People give their lives just so I can stand up over here in the United States. So therefore I feel as an American citizen I should stand."

— Vita Tonga

When it came time for the National Anthem, the Blue Raiders stood at attention – with their hands over their hearts.

They insisted that Vita be at the front of the line – in his wheelchair. But the young teenager refused to stay seated.

With his leg heavily bandaged and braced, he lifted himself out of the wheelchair and joined his teammates in honoring our great nation.

Vita's dad told Fox 4 in Dallas that he got a bit emotional watching his son's patriotic gesture.

"My father is from Tonga," Charlie Tonga told the television station. "America means something to our family. It's huge to always stand when the national anthem is played. It's important to us."

Mr. Tonga took a photograph of his son and as they say – it's gone viral. But Vita simply shrugs off his newfound celebrity.

"I didn't really think about it," Vita told Sports Day. "People give their lives just so I can stand up over here in the United States. So therefore I feel as an American citizen I should stand."

Isn't it refreshing and reassuring to know there are still some football players left in this nation who are still proud to be American?

[Todd Starnes]

PATRIOTIC AND PIGISH

>>> A TRIBUTE >>>

"I'm ashamed to be surrounded by people calling themselves liberal who are, in my opinion, spitting on the graves of brave American soldiers who gave their life to fight a war that wasn't theirs...in a country they've never been to... simply to liberate the people therein". "I wasn't born here. But I have a love for this country and its people that knows no bounds. I will forever be grateful to America for going into World War II, when it had nothing to gain, in a country that was far away... and rescued my mother from the Nazi German concentration camps. She is alive and I am alive because of America. And, if you have a problem with America, you have a problem with me." – Gene Simmons, KISS

As a soldier stood in line at a California grocery store, a Muslim woman wearing a burka confronted the store’s cashier about their American flag lapel pin, and everyone in the store heard it. But a man standing behind the soldier wasn’t having any of it, and by the time he finished, the entire store was cheering.

A man named Hunter Green recounted the outstanding story on his Facebook wall, telling about how his son had gone to California and encountered many different people, most of whom thanked him for his service and fighting to protect not only our freedoms, but the freedom of others as well. But one incident at a grocery store, as he headed back to base, stuck in his mind. That’s when a Muslim woman dressed in a burka had some not nice things to say about our country and the flag that represents it.

Green said that as his soldier son stood in line, he heard the woman ahead of him loudly remark about the cashier’s U.S. flag lapel pin. In response, the cashier reached up and touched the pin, saying, “Yes, I always wear it and probably always will.”

Apparently that didn’t sit too well with the Muslim woman, who claimed to be of Iraqi descent, and she shot back by asking the clerk when she was going to stop bombing her countrymen. Well, that was the wrong thing for the woman to do, and after a man standing behind the soldier heard her asinine remark, he spoke up.

As Green recalled in his post:

Putting his arm around my son’s shoulders and nodding towards my son, he said in a calm and gentle voice to the Iraqi woman: “Lady, hundreds of thousands of men and women like this young man have fought and died so that YOU could stand here, in MY country and accuse a check-out cashier of bombing YOUR countrymen. It is my belief that had you been this outspoken in YOUR own country, we wouldn’t need to be there today. But, hey, if you have now learned how to speak out so loudly and clearly, I’ll gladly buy you a ticket and pay your way back to Iraq so you can straighten out the mess in YOUR country that you are obviously here in MY country to avoid.”

Ouch! This man is 100% right. Apparently, everyone in the store thought so too, as Green said that they all started cheering after they heard what he said. While the story can’t be verified, it does bring up a lot of great points.

The Muslim woman’s attitude exemplifies the problem with many of the people who come to our nation seeking refuge from the hell holes they’ve created back home. They want to enjoy our freedom, our economy, and our country; meanwhile, they turn around and insult us every chance they get.

As the man in the store said to the woman at the time – if you don’t like America, we’ll gladly send you back to the third-world sh*thole you came from, just let us know when you’d like to leave.

It looks like we did some good after all! On Saturday, July 24th, 2010 the town of Prescott Valley, AZ, hosted a Freedom Rally. Quang Nguyen was asked to speak on his experience of coming to America and what it means.

He spoke the following in dedication to all Vietnam Veterans. Thought you might enjoy hearing what he had to say:
“35 years ago, if you were to tell me that I am going to stand up here speaking to a couple thousand patriots, in English, I'd laugh at you. Man, every morning I wake up thanking God for putting me and my family in the greatest country on earth.

I just want you all to know that the American dream does exist and I am living the American dream. I was asked to speak to you about my experience as a first generation Vietnamese-American, but I'd rather speak to you as an American.

If you hadn't noticed, I am not white and I feel pretty comfortable with my people.

I am a proud U.S. citizen and here is my proof. It took me 8 years to get it, waiting in endless lines, but I got it, and I am very proud of it.

I still remember the images of the Tet offensive in 1968, I was six years old.

Now you might want to question how a 6-year-old boy could remember anything. Trust me, those images can never be erased. I can't even imagine what it was like for young American soldiers, 10,000 miles away from home, fighting on my behalf.

35 years ago, I left South Vietnam for political asylum. The war had ended. At the age of 13, I left with the understanding that I may or may not ever get to see my siblings or parents again. I was one of the first lucky 100,000 Vietnamese allowed to come to the U.S. Somehow, my family and I were reunited 5 months later, amazingly, in California. It was a miracle from God.

If you haven't heard lately that this is the greatest country on earth, I am telling you that right now. It was the freedom and the opportunities presented to me that put me here with all of you tonight. I also remember the barriers that I had to overcome every step of the way. My high school counselor told me that I cannot make it to college due to my poor communication skills. I proved him wrong. I finished college. You see, all you have to do is to give this little boy an opportunity and encourage him to take and run with it. Well, I took the opportunity and here I am.

This person standing tonight in front of you could not exist under a socialist/communist environment. By the way, if you think socialism is the way to go, I am sure many people here will chip in to get you a one-way ticket out of here. And if you didn't know, the only difference between socialism and communism is an AK-47 aimed at your head. That was my experience.

In 1982, I stood with a thousand new immigrants, reciting the Pledge of Allegiance and listening to the National Anthem for the first time as an American. To this day, I can't remember anything sweeter and more patriotic than that moment in my life.

Fast forwarding, somehow I finished high school, finished college, and like any other goofball 21 year old kid, I was having a great time with my life. I had a nice job and a nice apartment in Southern California. In some way and somehow, I had forgotten how I got here and why I was here.

One day I was at a gas station, I saw a veteran pumping gas on the other side of the island. I don't know what made me do it, but I walked over and asked if he had served in Vietnam . He smiled and said yes. I shook and held his hand. The grown man began to well up. I walked away as fast as I could and at that very moment, I was emotionally rocked. This was a profound moment in my life. I knew something had to change in my life. It was time for me to learn how to be a good citizen. It was time for me to give back.

You see, America is not just a place on the map, it isn't just a physical location. It is an ideal, a concept. And if you are an American, you must understand the concept, you must accept this concept, and most importantly, you have to fight and defend this concept. This is about Freedom and not free stuff. And that is why I am standing up here.

Brothers and sisters, to be a real American, the very least you must do is to learn English and understand it well. In my humble opinion, you cannot be a faithful patriotic citizen if you can't speak the language of the country you live in. Take this document of 46 pages - last I looked on the Internet, there wasn't a Vietnamese translation of the U.S. Constitution. It took me a long time to get to the point of being able to converse and until this day, I still struggle to come up with the right words. It's not easy, but if it's too easy, it's not worth doing.

Before I knew this 46-page document, I learned of the 500,000 Americans who fought for this little boy. I learned of the 58,000 names scribed on the black wall at the Vietnam Memorial. You are my heroes. You are my founders.

At this time, I would like to ask all the Vietnam veterans to please stand. I thank you for my life. I thank you for your sacrifices, and I thank you for giving me the freedom and liberty I have today. I now ask all veterans, firefighters, and police officers, to please stand. On behalf of all first generation immigrants, I thank you for your services and may God bless you all.

Quang Nguyen
Creative Director/Founder
Caddis Advertising, LLC

"God Bless America "
"One Flag, One Language, One Nation Under God"

For those who understand, no explanation is needed.
For those who do not understand, no explanation is possible.

(Breitbart) American Sniper’s Bradley Cooper is scheduled to speak Friday at The National Geographic Society in Washington D.C. for the group “Got Your 6,” to help ensure military veterans are better represented through popular culture.

Read more...

>>> Bradley/Breitbart >>>

Funny man by night, patriot by nature, Jay Leno visited with wounded vet Corporal Ethan LeBerge and took him out for the ride of his life in one of his muscle cars.

They spent the day cruising around, burning rubber, fishtailing, shooting the breeze and having an all-around good time with each other.

At the close of the day as they were saying good bye, Jay had a more than little surprise for Corporal LeBerge.

Read and watch below as Jay Leno, being the Patriot he is, demonstrates his gratitude:

>>> Jay Leno/Corporal Ethan LeBerge >>>

Click the image below and watch as two U.S. Marines chase down protesters disrespecting the American flag.

Gen. James F. Amos, the Marine Corps commandant, said Sinise earned the recognition because of his efforts to support military veterans.

“There is little I can say to enhance the rich reputation Gary Sinise has earned,” Amos said during a ceremony at the Marine Corps Barracks in Washington, D.C., on Thursday. “What I can do, what I am privileged and proud to do, is to recognize this humble patriot’s selfless service by making him an Honorary Marine.”

According to a Marine Corps press release, Sinise was “totally surprised” by the honor he received. “I’m humbled, shocked, moved and motivated to keep standing up for our men and women (in uniform) and giving back to them,” Sinise was reported as saying.
Sinise, who regularly performs with his band, The Lt. Dan Band, also heads The Gary Sinise Foundation, which exists to honor “defenders, veterans, first responders, their families, and those in need,” according to the foundation’s website. “We do this by creating and supporting unique programs designed to entertain, educate, inspire, strengthen, and build communities,” the website said.

According to the Marine Corps release, other notable people who share the title of Honorary Marine with Sinise are actor Chuck Norris and Pulitzer prize-winning photographer Joe Rosenthal.

>>> For full article, click here >>>

United States prisoners captured during the Korean War repeatedly gave the finger to the photographer when their picture was being taken.

The U.S. prisoners were growing tired of having their photo taken by North Koreans during the war.  The North Korean photographers were using the photos as propaganda, and the U.S. prisoners knew it.  They had to come up with a way to rebel against their captors.

The idea was first conceived when the prisoners were shown a film about the North Korean soccer team visiting London for the Olympics.  An image was seen of a man flipping off the Korean soccer team.  At that moment, the prisoners had realized the Koreans didn’t know what that hand sign meant!

From that day forward, the prisoners agreed that they would give “the finger” to the propaganda photographers any chance that they had.

When the Koreans realized the hand signal was always being used, they asked the prisoners what it meant.  The prisoners told the Koreans it was a HAWAIIAN GOOD LUCK GESTURE!!!

Recently, in a sleepy, Southern California hamlet named Glendora, our fallen military warriors were honored with a beautiful, fitting memorial and ceremony. In addition to honoring them, it shows what one motivated
individual can do.
 
The memorial and park were the vision of one local man on a mission to
leave a permanent reminder and shrine for all to see and reflect upon.
 
This man approached the city’s officials with his idea and asked that if he raised the funds privately, would the city allow the construction on city property. His idea and vision were approved with a hearty, hands down, no questions asked, yes, we are 100% on board.
 
The local man rallied his troops with a proposal to raise the funds to design and construct this local landmark. Word spread quickly about his proposal and everyone from local merchants, high schools, the Boy Scouts, Girl Scouts, churches and various other organizations got together and held anything from bake sales and fund drives to get ‘er done. We’re pleased to report that get ‘er done is what he, and all the donors did.

With private funds in hand, he organized the design and construction of the memorial, which is made of imported Italian marble. He turned it over to the artisans who etched the names of our fallen into the black marble.
 
The memorial honors 39 men from Glendora that perished in war, starting
with World War I, and every conflict since then.
 
The Free State Of PIG got wind of this effort and sent out our roving
photographer to document the unveiling and ceremony.

When our shutterbug came back to report on what he saw, all he could say
was “Awesome.”
 
We want to give props and thanks to the man whose vision came true, the
folks that supported him, and most especially, the 39 men who died in
battle whose names, memories and legacies will, because of one man, will
not be forgotten.
 
Before scrolling down to view the photos, kindly take a moment of your
own to honor with gratitude and reflection the memory of those that gave
all for our freedoms.

Here's a link to the ceremony:

>>> Memorial >>>

The 'usuals' can and will squawk to local City Councils about one violation or another about these public displays of patriotism. But, they can't, won't or don't dare to confront the owners' themselves for fear of a chance meeting with the homeowner and his/her trusty companion, Old Betsy, a good friend of Old Glory.

Who the hell died and left the fate of a man's castle to the whims or sensitivities to others, especially when the spineless spittle disagree with the color scheme or decor of anothers' home?

The F.S.O.P. salutes these daring, patriotic homeowners and wish more red, white and blue-blooded Americans would follow suit.

*Publishers Note: Since we're on the subject, Porcus wants to know who the hell swiped his American flag from his house late one night?

Pretty low, stealing someone's American flag. Must have been damn close to naked or in rags and needed the flag to clothe oneself. Punks.

The following is the history and narrative of our National Anthem and what Francis Scott Key did and wrote and the circumstances that inspired him and our nation to honor Old Glory.

Sorry, but it's a two part clip, so be patient, but worth the watching and listening to.

Also, the following clips would be a most opportune time to gather the youngsters around for a little, but major American history lesson.

>>> Clip Part One >>>

>>> Clip Part Two >>>

Recently, our country lost a true patriot in the form of Porcus' cousin that gave up a lucrative career and wanted to serve our country during the early stages of the Vietnam War.

He served as an officer in the U.S. Navy as a fighter pilot, along with his brothers who were also officers in the Army piloting helicopters.

He routinely returned to his carrier with many anti-aircraft bullet holes in his aircraft, and took it in stride upon landing on the deck.

His final service, pictured here on the Pacific Ocean, included several flyovers, and later two missing man formation flyovers, complete with a 21 gun salute by all branches of the military.

If you've never seen that type of military ceremony, Porcus recommends bringing a hanky, or three.

So, next time you see Top Gun with Tom Cruise and think he's cool, well, you never met REAL cool until you met Porcus' cousin.

True patriot, that appreciated everything our country afforded him and many others, and would defend it with his life.

8 year old Cody Jackson of Georgia has gained a lot of attention by our troops and has been called the 'One Boy USO.'

What this remarkable, selfless young man and 100% Patriot does, is venture out to Atlanta's Hatfield-Jackson airport 2-3 times a month, dressed in military fatigues and honors and thanks our returning troops as a one man welcoming party.

Cody goes a step further with his Facebook page, One Boy USO, where he has set up a Pay Pal account for anyone wishing to donate for the purpose of sending care packages to our troops.

If you want to see Cody on patrol at the airport, click the link below.

>>> CodyJackson >>>

The following posters are from the World War II era of artists and patriots all contributing to one objective: Victory and the safe return of our overseas troops in the Pacific and Europe.

These posters also served as a rallying tool, motivating Americans to do everything from rationing food, buying War Bonds, and of course, build a better tank, gun, grenade or bomb in the War effort, in order to preserve our way of life.

Enjoy your freedoms and the posters.

JFK'S Secretary of State, Dean Rusk, was in  France  in the early 60's when DeGaulle decided to pull out of NATO.  DeGaulle said he wanted all  US  military out of  France  as soon as possible.

Rusk responded, "Does that include those who are buried here?"

DeGaulle did not respond.

You could have heard a pin drop.

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When in England, at a fairly large conference, Colin Powell was asked by the Archbishop of  Canterbury  if our plans for  Iraq  were just an example of  'empire building' by George Bush.

He answered by saying, "Over the years, the  United States  has sent many of its fine young men and women into great peril to fight for freedom beyond our borders.  The only amount of land we have ever asked for in return is enough to bury those that did not 
return."

You could have heard a pin drop.

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There was a conference in France where a number of international engineers were taking part, including French and American.

During a break, one of the French engineers came back into the room saying, "Have you 
heard the latest dumb stunt Bush has done? He has sent an aircraft carrier to  Indonesia  to help the tsunami victims.  What does he intend to do, bomb them?"

A Boeing engineer stood up and replied quietly: 

"Our carriers have three hospitals on board that can treat several hundred people; they are 
nuclear powered and can supply emergency  electrical power to shore facilities; they have three  cafeterias with the capacity to feed 3,000 people three meals a day, they can produce several thousand gallons of fresh water from sea water each day, and they carry half a dozen helicopters for use in transporting victims and injured to and from their flight deck.  We have eleven such ships; how many does  France  have?"

You could have heard a pin drop.

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A  U.S.  Navy Admiral was attending a naval conference that included Admirals from the U.S., English, Canadian, Australian and French Navies  At a cocktail reception, he found himself standing with a large group of officers that included personnel from most of those countries. 

Everyone was chatting away in English as they sipped their drinks but a French admiral suddenly complained that, whereas Europeans learn many languages, Americans learn only English. He then asked, "Why is it that  we always have to speak English in these conferences rather than 
speaking French?"

Without hesitating, the American Admiral replied, "Maybe it's because the Brit's, Canadians, Aussie's and Americans arranged it so you wouldn't have to speak German." 

You could have heard a pin drop.

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AND THIS STORY FITS RIGHT IN WITH THE ABOVE...

Robert Whiting, an elderly gentleman of 83, arrived in  Paris  by plane.

At French Customs, he took a few minutes to locate his passport in his carry on.

"You have been to  France  before, monsieur?" the customs officer asked sarcastically.

Mr. Whiting admitted that he had been to  France  previously.

"Then you should know enough to have your passport ready."The American said,

"The last time I was here, I didn't have to show it."

"Impossible. Americans always have to show their passports on arrival in  France !"

The American senior gave the Frenchman a long hard look.  

Then he quietly explained, ''Well, when I came ashore at  Omaha   Beach  on D-Day in 
1944 to help liberate this country, I couldn't find a single Frenchmen to show a passport to."

You could have heard a pin drop.

The following was sent our way from Wayne Gilliland, Cpt, USAFR

On Jeopardy! the other night, the final question was "How many steps does the guard take during his walk across the Tomb of the Unknowns?"

All three missed it. This is really an awesome sight to watch if you've never had the chance, very fascinating.  

Tomb of the Unknown Soldier

1. How many steps does the guard take during his walk across the Tomb of the Unknowns and why?  

21 steps. It alludes to the twenty-one gun salute, which is the highest honor given any military or foreign dignitary.  

2. How long does he hesitate after his about face to begin his return walk and why?

21 seconds for the same reason as answer number 1.

3. Why are his gloves wet?

His gloves are moistened to prevent his losing his grip on the rifle.

4. Does he carry his rifle on the same shoulder all the time and if not, why not?  

He carries the rifle on the shoulder away from the tomb. After his march across the path, he executes an about face and moves the rifle to the outside shoulder.

5. How often are the guards changed?

Guards are changed every thirty minutes, twenty-four hours a day, 365 days a year.

6. What are the physical traits of the guard limited to?  

For a person to apply for guard duty at the tomb, he must be between 5' 10' an d 6' 2' tall and his waist size cannot exceed 30.'

Other requirements of the Guard: They must commit 2 years of life to guard the tomb, live in a barracks under the tomb, and cannot drink any alcohol on or off duty for the rest of their lives.

They cannot swear in public for the rest of their lives and cannot disgrace the uniform {fighting} or the tomb in any way.

After two years, the guard is given a wreath pin that is worn on their lapel signifying they served as guard of the tomb. There are only  400 presently worn.

The guard must obey these rules for the rest of their lives or give up the wreath pin.  

The shoes are specially made with very thick soles to keep the heat and cold from their feet. There are metal heel plates that extend to the top of the shoe in order to make the loud click as they come to a halt.  

There are no wrinkles, folds or lint on the uniform. Guards dress for duty in front of a full-length mirror.  

The first six months of duty a guard cannot talk to anyone, nor watch TV. All off duty time is spent studying the 175 notable people laid to rest in Arlington National Cemetery. A guard must memorize who they are and where they are interred. Among the notables are: President Taft, Joe E. Lewis {the boxer} and Medal of Honor winner Audie Murphy, {the most decorated soldier of WWII} of Hollywood fame.  

Every guard spends five hours a day getting his uniforms ready for guard duty.


ETERNAL REST GRANT THEM O LORD, AND LET PERPETUAL LIGHT SHINE UPON THEM.  

In 2003 as Hurricane Isabelle was approaching Washington, DC, our US Senate/House took 2 days off with anticipation of the storm. On the ABC evening news, it was reported that because of the dangers from the hurricane, the military members assigned the duty of guarding the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier were given permission to suspend the assignment.

They respectfully declined the offer, 'No way, Sir!' Soaked to the skin, marching in the pelting rain of a tropical storm, they said that guarding the Tomb was not just an assignment, it was the highest honor that can be afforded to a serviceperson.

The tomb has been patrolled continuously, 24/7, since 1930.

God Bless and keep them.  

It's no secret that the F.S.O.P. regards Motor City Madman, Ted Nugent as a one-of-a kind, truely unique, outspoken individual.

Nugent, aside from being an over the edge rocker, avid hunter and 2nd Amendment proponent, Uncle Ted is a true patriot. The dude bleeds Red, White and Blue 24/7.

Being the unorthodox American Patriot that he is, he naturally performs a rendition of the star Spangled Banner...his way.

If you want to hear Old Glory honored Wango Tango style,

>>> Click Here >>>

If you have happened to have tuned in to the New Orleans Saints/Tampa Bay Buccaneers football game yesterday, you may have been treated to the talents of Madeleine Bourgeois, singing our National Anthem.

This is especially PIG-Worthy because Madeleine's waaaay proud grandfather is not only a dedicated and prolific PIG contributor, but also a family friend of PIG's publisher.

We especially admire Madeline's poise under pressure with not just the tens of thousands of spectators in the Super Dome, but the television audience as well.

Well done, Madeleine.

Now, would you all rise as Madeline honors America with her singing of the National Anthem.

>>> The Star Spangled Banner >>>

Madeleine made her debut with the NORD Crescent City Lights Youth Theater (CCL) as Debbie in Everything About School (Almost) in August, 2009.  With CCL, she sang the role of the Shepherd Boy and was a member of the children's chorus in the New Orleans' Opera production of Tosca in October 2009.  In February she will appear as "Annie" in the musical Annie with JPPSS.  She has sung the National Anthem at Zephyr games and will be singing at Tulane games later this week.  She is in the 4th grade at Metairie Academy for Advanced Studies where she is in the talented in theatre, music and art programs.  She has also appeared in Seussical with JPPSS and Miracle on 34th Street, A KidSummer Night's Dream, and Honk with JPAS. Madeleine was a member of the New Orleans Children's Choir for 3 years and JPAS Choir for 2 years. She has danced with Kelli's Kreative Dance for 6 years. Madeleine's favorite thing about performing on stage is "the excitement and the energy I feel."

Well, well, well. It seems as if somebody, or some entity of idiots just stepped on the toes of a sleeping giant called WE THE PEOPLE. Determined to enrage this notoriously cranky giant, the Capitol Hill Clown Posse tried to toss a few turds past WE THE PEOPLE.

We'll give you crooks props for getting away with what you have done, thus far, you Beltway rattlesnakes, but WE THE PEOPLE have had enough of your double dealing, backstabbing bunch of pirate tactics.

We here at The F.S.O.P., believe you have underestimated AND insulted the intelligence of the hardworking, WE THE PEOPLE populace. WE THE PEOPLE that have some remaining brain cells, didn't fall for your bailout plans, reform plans, ignoring Main Street while stroking Wall Street's "member".

The thing that chaps WE THE PEOPLES' hides is your arrogance and deaf ears towards the folks you claim to represent.

It's time for The F.S.O.P. to shut up and display what the patriotic American's who took it to the streets have to say.

On the shore dimly seen thro' the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,
In full glory reflected, now shines on the stream,
'Tis the star-spangled banner: O, long may it wave,
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

And where is that band who so vauntingly swore,
That the havoc of war and the battle's confusion,
A home and a country should leave us no more?
Their blood has wash'd out their foul footsteps' pollution.
No refuge could save the hireling and slave,
From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave:
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave,
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.

O, thus be it ever when freemen shall stand,
Between their lov'd homes and the war's desolation;
Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heav'n-rescued land
Praise the Pow'r that hath made and preserv'd us as a nation!
Then conquer we must, when our cause is just,
And this be our motto: "In God is our trust"
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave,
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave!

. . . . . . Some Gave All . . . . . .

What is this thing that makes us go and do the things we must?
It's duty, honor, country, patriotism - true and just.
What is this splash of white I see o'er the hills of this great land?
It is the relics of our heritage and a past we hope to understand.

Listen to the drumbeat of history and you hear the sullen toll,
Of soldiers marching down through time and feel the honor of their role.
Marching to the cadence of a grand and glorious band,
The fate of civilization was held in the hollow of their hand.

They've stood in stilted, struggle against a scurrilous foe,
Some gave all – all gave some – that freedom we may know.
The freedoms that we take for granted and the liberty that is mine,
Has cost someone so dearly somewhere along the line.

We can hear the drone of bagpipes as they play "Amazing Grace",
And see the flag draped coffin as another takes his place.
They donned the yoke of duty, some shed blood in the sand,
Their memories are kept alive by a splash of white upon the land.

The splash of white is the headstones that stand in mute attest,
Mark the ground where they now lay and say they now have rest.
These are the sacred symbols of a hallowed ground so pure,
We must keep alive their memory and thus their cause endure.

. . . . . . Some Gave All . . . . . .

He was there at the first of things, he will be there at the last,
He has subdued the serpent and the scepter has been passed.
Living 'neath a canopy of virtue and grace,
And 'Death before Honor' is written on his face.

I am humbled by the courage of those who've stood the test,
And came through, though not unscathed, and we are truly blessed.
With him he carries the scars of the battles he has fought,
And he has paid a price so dear for the freedom he has sought.

Standing on the ramparts and holding fiend at bay,
This is a sacred ritual he lives from day to day.
He has been wreathed in hardship while standing in the gaps,
And has shown unshackled valor from reveille to taps.

. . . . . . The Meaning Of It All . . . . . .

So when you see the medals of the soldier passing by,
Take a moment to think of his story, of where he has been and why.
The ribbons tell a story of his service to our land,
That he has summoned up he courage to rise and take a stand.

They tell of someone and who has slept upon a jarring ground,
On rolling seas, in muddy fields, and chaos all around.
Flying o’er the battlefield or guarding home front shores,
Standing sentry on a wall. These all are daily chores.

They say he made the sacrifice and left the comforts of life,
And has been sprinkled with a suffering that comes with worldly strife.
They tell of sorrow, separation, and many other story,
But no true soldier ever wears them for his own personal glory.

Once you’ve borne the burden of service and answered duty’s call,
The change is forever, and you can now stand tall.
For those who have fought for it and the enemy once faced,
Freedom has a flavor the protected will never taste.