Thursday, August 27, 2015

Seeking Allah, Finding Jesus

By; Nabeel Qureshi This, purportedly, is an account of a religious Muslim young man and his transition over a considerable period of time, to Christianity. I say purportedly as I was not convinced. Over decades of time as he struggled, only near the end did he discover the truth about the Prophet Mohammed, that he married a girl at age three and had intercourse with her at age nine, that he encouraged his followers to have as many wives as they wanted including women captured even if their husbands were still alive, that he slaughtered those unwilling to convert to Islam, etc. Any interested person, such as I, could have discovered these facts much earlier than he did. I have read many books that have articulated these happenings. It took him three dreams, which were messages from God (Jesus) for him to accept Christianity over Islam. Perhaps you have also been privileged to have direct communication with God. I will state that it has not happened for me, at least not as far as I can recall. Reading this was a chore. What I had hoped for was more reasoned testimony for moving away from Islam whether converting to Christianity or not, just based on the fallacy of the tenets of Islam and its hateful outlook on life, their belittling of all females, girls and women both, their glad acceptance of the use of force to get conversions or the use of force against any who attempt to leave the faith. By force I mean death. Their often spoken goal is of converting all to Islam or die or live as a second class citizen and forcing all young boys and girls to study the Koran to the detriment of basic information which could provide skills as they enter the grownup world. Until that happy day when sanity comes to the Muslim community and they decide to live peacefully with all others regardless of religion, I will continue to speak out attempting to get my readers to agree that in their present status all civilization is in peril. Jack B. Walters August 27, 2015

Friday, August 14, 2015

Social Security Trust Fund Depleted

Once again Congress is considering siphoning off funds that should be saved for the old age benefit that was the original purpose when FDR had it enacted in 1935. This continued until 1956 when Ike was President. At that time part of the payroll tax was diverted to disability. That portion is within a year of drying up. In my opinion the original program has been scammed as millions have applied for disability and have been granted monthly checks similar in size to Social Security checks for the aged. To feed this never to be satisfied demand would be outrageous. This is just one more example of our government bending to pressure and not making common sense decisions. Jack B. Walters August 14, 2015

Wednesday, August 5, 2015


Jack B. Walters August 5, 2015 This has been a quiet week for me with Roxanna in Indiana. Without a new book to read I picked up my First Angry Man book and reread, then I continued with Still Angry. It was interesting to me the transition I went through from the beginning of 2,003 and 2,010. I didn’t continue with A Wake up call to America as it was still fresh in my mind. When I started writing I was enthused with this new tool at my disposal and the opportunities it gave me to express myself. The disillusionment is evident as the years pass by with the realization that my effort was of no redeemable value. I am convinced that even friends and family who received copies did not take the time to read other than scan. I started by writing thoughts that had been in my mind for decades. Until the computer and Word they had remained just thoughts. I voted for Bush. As each day went by he made bad judgement calls, one after the other. The Middle East wars which continue to this day, tax cuts which took a surplus trend to deficit. Other programs I will not repeat taking us deeper and deeper into debt. As you read the first book you should sense the anguish page by page as it worsens year by year. The second book starts with the last two years of Bush’s reign. I enthusiastically voted for Obama. Every speech he made he talked about issues which I agreed with. It soon became apparent that those were only words. His programs were even worse than Bush with the added emphasis of his strident support of all things Muslim, including bringing thousands to this country and sending to communities large and small. He has purged the military of those who dare recognize that the conflicts we are facing are with the radical element of Islam. He filled important positions with, in my opinion, those more in tune with Islam than America. To continue to argue that Islam is a religion of peace is a mockery. All through history they have created havoc whenever they were strong enough to do so. World domination is their goal. They are very successful at this. Europe will surely become a Muslim republic within the next decade or so. I assume we will hold on a little longer but we too will be taken over before too many more years pass by. I still wait to hear a candidate tell the truth of this. That will be the one I vote for. If any of you have a candidate that has said bold things like this, please let me know. The debate tomorrow night will probably be the same old garbage, issues that inflame and cause us to let our passion take over. Then when the smoke clears, these issues will remain as they have always been, ready to do the job again two years from now. How tragic.

Monday, August 3, 2015

Meet John Doe

I have a collection of old movies that I taped decades ago. I seldom watch as Roxanna is more interested in new films in color. She is in Indiana enjoying her 50th reunion with class mates and family. I am a sucker for any movie with Gary Cooper. Last night I watched Pride of the Yankees. It is about the life of Lou Gehrig, the iron man of baseball. He played in 2130 games consecutively, even when sick or with broken bones. The Lou Gehrig disease finally forced him to quit. He died a young man. Tonight I watched Meet John Doe it is a tearjerker about a drifter who was talked into playing the role of a man who was going to take his own life out of disillusionment with the world. Pretty corny, but I can never watch to the end without bawling. Funny isn’t it. The idea of the movement was to bring people together in a common cause. It was financed by a rich man, D.B. Norton, who then attempted to use the club to endorse him as the President of the United States. You should know by now of my feeling about the Supreme Court which on a 5 to 4 decision has turned loose the big money machine with billions already committed to support candidates for President. The reason a man like Trump can garner support is because he is spending his own money. He will be beholden to no rich man. I am not saying I support him but he is creating havoc with the normal process where countless dollars are spent to convince the electorate to vote for or against some person. It matters not whether Democrat or Republican, the process is the same each time and regardless of who wins the fat cats come out on top and the average John Doe is clobbered once again. The formula is almost perfect. I still have a Ben Carson bumper sticker on my car. It has been there for six months now and will remain until he drops out or another person of his caliber rises to the top. I have read that 67% of contributions to him are from John Doe types. Check out the others to see the million dollar and higher contributions from those who have and are determined to keep it and add further regardless of the turmoil endured by the average citizen. What an ongoing tragedy the election process is. We keep looking for a savior and it never happens, or I should say hardly ever. The Congress was gone over July Fourth and now is on a month leave to be followed by Veteran’s Day, Thanksgiving and Christmas. Never enough time to solve problems. Wait until after the next election and then the following. In the meantime we are entertained by frivolous stories that fill the airways distracting from the real issues that need to be addressed. I think the reason I cried is the hopelessness of it all. Jack B. Walters August 3, 2015