Once upon a childhood, it would have never occurred to me that a few ne’er-do-wells from the counter culture of the Sixties and Seventies might come of age and into positions of power. Nor did it cross my then incubatory mind that those protesters become-leaders could, in good conscience, exercise ever more control over the people they claimed to have been protesting for. I see now they weren’t “for” anything, always “against” and now that they hold the reins of power, the new boss is sadly, worse than the old boss. What’s so puzzling is perhaps the tactic. They are still protesting. Only now it is we the people they protest against and from our very own ivory towers no less!

Rapunzel! Rapunzel! You have been corrupted by the power of the tower! Let down your golden locks so that I may grasp your train to yank you down from your smugly throne!

One struggles to describe the depths of hypocrisy and down-right evil these professed elites use against the very people who unwittingly or unwillingly fund their thievery in the name of an unachievable equality: The Equality of Result. It is an easy sale to make vs. the Equality of Opportunity granted in our Constitution because so many people love to hear that they are owed something from you or I for a long ago grievance they themselves never suffered. By using such lies they leech the life’s blood of industry, squelch the motivation to succeed, and rob the people of  self reliance.

Yes, here we are again, at a point in time which through over taxation and a long train of abuses, people in our government attempt to dis-inspire our minds, disintegrate our communities, disenfranchise our unions, misappropriate our monies, and dissect our humanity as a specimen in a lab experiment or TSA line. Our lives have become just another paper statistic. Their failings another reason touted as to why we need to be led by those who know more. Our dreams are merely stepping stones for their rise to power, and our achievements are quickly seized upon to be made theirs. We after all, knew nothing before their arrival and so can do nothing of merit without their benevolent hand.

I find it simultaneously interesting and disconcerting, at the same time. (heh)

Interesting to observe the chess play, watching and listening as sophistry passes for enlightenment, I’ve seen enlightenment and you have to look no further than the Constitution and the associated writings of a few truly wise men that lived just over a couple hundred years ago. So sad that the supposed scholars use their knowledge of the thing to destroy it rather than repair what needs fixing, which, in my opinion would be a thorough de-lousing.

Disconcerting that while they claim to be for the common man, they invariably show themselves to be liars and demagogs, favoring only the oligarchy and aristocracy that an out of control government exhibits instead of putting their faith in the tried and proven abilities and hard working character of the American people, or any truly free people for that matter.

Beware those who promise happiness as a right in the guise of hope. Happiness can never be guaranteed.

Beware those who decline to honor your sacrifice but who also demand it.

Beware those who profess fairness while denying respect. From them you will receive neither.

Reflecting on this situation, and drinking a few beers, has inspired me to take a couple of icons from that Aquarian Age and create a couple of new designs intended to poke an irony stick in the eye of those former beatniks who bought the communist/socialist/corporatist lie and walked this country and the world ever closer to Armageddon. Notice that I’m not pointing out a particular party. I’m pointing at the Progressive Movement in particular. Both parties are rife with those liberty devouring termites.

At any rate, here are the new designs for the Robo-Shirt line. By offering these for sale I am willingly committing an act of American Capitalism and I thumb my nose in the face of an anti-business government.

I also realize my timing in regards to the Christmas shopping season isn’t as, um, timely as it should be to get these printed and offered for the season. Which is to say, I hope to have them ready for Christmas but I can’t say for sure. Hey, the muse just hit me, one can’t time such a thing.

I’m in the process of selecting the manufacturer, so in the mean time, feel free to comment on and offer suggestions as to what you would like in the way of size and type. I’m thinking of offering some tees tailored to the ladies this time also. As before, the shirt will be black. I simply don’t have the funds to offer other colors at this time. Besides, these need a black shirt.

As to meaning of the designs themselves, if some further, individual explanation is required, here you go:

The “Peace thru strength” is self explanatory, or should be. It is not meant to tout the fact that our ancestors used the nuke, but to lament the fact that they felt forced to. I would have done the same, considering what I know of the circumstances, then I would have been forced to live with the consequences, as we all still do.

The “Have a nice day” is meant as a warning to those who would buy what a charlatan wishes to sell, only to find out too late the road leads to damnation. That, and I like the juxtaposition. I found it humorous and at the same time, alarming.

Hope you like them or at least find them thought provoking. ~’bot