I have begun posting so many times the last month and I just can’t seem to get one out without going into a rant about how stupid this bailout package is. Well, actually, it is brilliant. It is a brilliant scheme devised to secure the Government in every aspect of our lives and to lessen if not destroy State autonomy. And another thing….(Ooops, I did it again as Britney would say).
But today in my attempt to get back to the blogosphere I thought we should reflect on a hero. In Texas History, today is a day we should celebrate true heroism in a man named William Barrett Travis. Of course, it is politically incorrect to celebrate this anymore because it necessarily entails discussing the war between Texas and Mexico–but too bad.
William Barrett Travis was the Commander at the Alamo during the war. For those of you unfortunate souls who reside outside of Texas, let me give you a short history lesson. The Alamo was a small mission in San Antonio where a small remnant of Texas troops (made up of many non-Texans who chose to help the fight) in 1836 stood and fought a 2000 man Mexican army thereby giving Sam Houston and the remainder of the Texas Army time to mobilize at the Battle of San Jacinto where the Mexican army, led by a dictator, was ultimately defeated.
A remnant of the structure of the Alamo still remains in San Antonio, apparently near the “Crockett Hotel” (does everything have to be about marketing?)
It was on February 24, 1836 that William B. Travis wrote a letter upon discovering that the Mexican Army was soon going to be upon them. Here is the text of that letter:
“To the People of Texas & all Americans in the world, Fellow Citizens & Compatriots: I am besieged by a thousand or more of the Mexicans under Santa Anna. I have sustained a continual bombardment & cannonade for 24 hours & have not lost a man. The enemy has demanded a surrender at discretion, otherwise the garrison are to be put to the sword if the fort is taken. I have answered the demand with a cannon shot, and our flag still waves proudly from the walls. I shall never surrender nor retreat. Then, I call on you in the name of Liberty, of patriotism, & of everything dear to the American character, to come to our aid with all dispatch. The enemy is receiving reinforcements daily & will no doubt increase to three or four thousand in four or five days. If this call is neglected, I am determined to sustain myself as long as possible & die like a soldier who never forgets what is due to his own honor & that of his country. Victory or Death-William Barret Travis, Lt. Col. Comdt.
P.S. The Lord is on our side. When the enemy appeared in sight we had not three bushels of corn. We have since found in deserted houses 80 or 90 bushels & got into the walls 20 or 30 head of Beeves. -Travis”
On March 6, 1836, the Alamo was overrun and every courageous Texan, or, every courageous American was slaughtered by the 2000+ Mexican Army.
This is the America I love. NOT the one where people can show up at a town hall meeting and beg her President for a new kitchen and receive it; NOT the one where Politicians who have 4 foreclosed homes get to vote on mortgage bailout legislation; NOT the one where instead of passing tax cuts and other legislation to assist America-the government instead digs its claws deeper into all of our lives telling us how we should spend our money and live; NOT the one where you can purchase a house you cannot afford and then blame George Bush or the mortgage industry for your inability to make your monthly payments; NOT the one where “putting skin in the game” means expanding welfare benefits and unemployment benefits at the expense of those who work and pay their bills; NOT the one where it is considered “offensive” to say Merry Christmas, but it is perfectly valid to play songs like “I kissed a girl” on the open air radio waves; NOT the one where the citizens vote on a State Constitutional Amendment only to be told they are bigots and racists and uncaring hateful people for doing so and have that agenda be displayed during an awards show that is meant to celebrate art; NOT the one where diversity is celebrated–but only if you are not a right-wing Christian; NOT the one where Socialism reigns and Capitalism is considered evil; NOT the one where a person can be punished for what he is thinking-even if what he is thinking is offensive; NOT the one where radio stations are forced to have equal points of view under the ironic title of “fairness;” NOT the one where a President can literlly print money the Country doesn’t have and then the next day tell us we are not fiscally responsible and need to “pay as we go.”
The America I love is the one where individual success is celebrated and achieveable; where free markets and capitalism are used to keep us in check, instead of government bureaucrats who know more about fine wine and limos than how to run a business or an industry; where ideas are cherished and allowed to be expressed–even if they cross the line of offensiveness; where the press is free, our speech is free and we are free to worship in any pew we chose; where we recognize that we are ONE Nation UNDER GOD and that “God” is not another word for any person or group of humans on this planet; where we do not bow to the UN or pressure from other Nations to live as they do, but instead live as free men and women, working hard to earn a living and keeping what we earn; where neighbors come out during hurricanes and attacks on our buildings and help each other–without any government interference or need.
The American I love is full of William B. Travises—I know they are out there–and I am BEGGING those who exist in the Republican party to get off their collective butts and stand up against the tidal wave of socialism that is threatening our very existence. Stand up and fight–despite the odds–because as we all know, once the goverment has its hooks in, they are almost impossible to pull out.
God Bless you William B. Travis–and today I honor your courage and your memory.