RON PAUL RULES!!! Pro-Gun
For the Gold Standard
Favorite shows: M*A*S*H, Top Gear (The UK and the US, both are awesome!)
Why Ron Paul?
I do not believe in our current system of centralizing economic and political power instead I maintain the belief that a decentralized, individualistic approach to the governing of the United States is the only way to maintain a healthy economy and truly free country.
Ultimately I think the way I do for a very simple reason, as a grade school student and all the time I was growing up I was taught that America was great and free and when I posed the question of why are we free and what makes us so great I was taught that our Constitution and Bill of Rights are what make us free and great. I simply want that to always remain true and never want there to come a day when I find my self asking... "Remember when we used to be free?..."
And too the people in my country who would welcome more big government I'd like to remind them that they can simply ******** off and move to Europe.
The Constitution is the law of the land I never want that to change.
And by the way, I don't find it to be radical to get permission form congress before going to war or before committing acts of war!
What is the 14th Amendment?
The Fourteenth Amendment was added to the Constitution in 1868 to empower the federal government -- including particularly federal courts -- to stamp out a culture of lawless tyranny and oppression in the South by enforcing basic civil rights of newly freed blacks and their white supporters. This culture of oppression took many forms, including widespread censorship, the systematic disarmament of freedmen and white unionists, and the wholesale denial of economic liberty. At the heart of the Fourteenth Amendment was the Privileges or Immunities Clause, which the Supreme Court effectively deleted from the Constitution in the 1873 Slaughterhouse Cases. Today, that judicial error continues to take its toll on important freedoms like private property and the right to earn an honest living, which receive virtually no protection from courts despite their obvious importance to ensuring the economic autonomy of the freedmen following the Civil War and all Americans today.
Noticing the blush, she had only assumed otherwise that he was just being shy unlike her much more hyper uncle, holding a bright smile over her lips even then with a fainter red tint dusting over her cheekbones.
It when then that his sudden excitement over sweets that brought the young female to chuckle, nodding her head as she gestured the young lad to follow, turning herself around on the heels of her shoes to proceed into the kitchen.
"Well then! I suppose having a bit for myself shouldn't bother my dearest uncle, so I'll share the moment with you while we eat. Unless you dislike having company during dessert, that is."
Upon stopping by the counter where she had left the cake, her hands moved to remove the glass lid to set aside, glancing around the many drawers before assuming which one had the large cutting knife to part the cake into individual slices.
"Will it be any trouble for you if I ask for a little help on serving the milk? I've got quite the handful serving the cake into our plates, so it seems. Heh.."
Sitting there as she listened, Emily slowly nodded her head as she made sense of some of the things he mentioned from what the modern America had explained to him, though she wasn't very good with science at the mention of "paradox". Once he spoke of no change of memory in the older Alfred, she felt a relief lift from her chest, something she was hoping to hear that gave a shimmer of hope that nothing was going to happen at all with this young man being here for however long he planned on staying. Her curious orbs caught sight of his fidgeting and flustering cheeks, smiling at how he easily worried over what was mentioned even when it wasn't going to harm anyone in the past. Reaching a hand out, she took a hold of his own to stop his fussing over his old clothes, pressing her free hand over the back of his to pat, offering him a reassuring smile soon after she was sure she had caught his attention. If it was anything, Emily hated seeing people worry so much, and knew that the best way to get their mind off of the problem was with a little distraction and encouraging words.
"You mustn't worry then, Alfred. For now, you will stay here and enjoy your upcoming birthday with new friends and family all around. If anything, who knows that removing you from your place in the past might have stopped time itself up until your return, where it will continue on as though it hadn't seen one day without your presence."
After brief pause, she lowered his hand back down to his lap, not wanting to keep it to herself for too long. She came to a stand once she thought up of the distracting element, hands folding on the front of her skirt as she continued with what she had in mind.
"How about some dessert, hm?~ I'm sure with a warm slice of cake and some cold milk, you'll feel much more better, and even happier. How does that sound to you?"
Hearing herself made her internally laugh at the way she sounded so much like a mother, but then again, she would always spoil even her family with such motherly affection.
Seeing such a smile brought comfort for the English lass, taking another sip from the cola he had gotten her before as she listened intently to what he had to tell her about his past. This was the first in a very long time she had a conversation with another individual, especially after so long being in an all girl's school with little to no interaction with anyone else aside from her own family and colleagues.
"I don't really have any questions at the moment, but if there were something to come up, I'll let you know first. As for your current situation, you are probably wondering if there is any way to go back to your time.."
Unsure of what the young male's decision on staying in this century or not, she knew there were things that couldn't be left undone, and the past wasn't something to be played around with. If this Alfred had a important role in the history, staying here for too long would possibly cause a huge deal and change the direction of American history.
"My father had came here through a spell, although I wouldn't say exactly that it is the most safest route someone would take, but I have no other idea on how to get you back to your time and continue on this path of war and freedom. I understand your birthday is coming up, but risk staying here for much too long wouldn't bring such a day of independence and victory."
"Indeed, but doing such a thing would not mean you are lesser than a gentleman, that which you already are to begin with, Alfred. I insis--"
She was really bad at timing whatever she had planned to say against his need to fetch the young adult her drink, not sure how she would prefer cola over a simple glass of iced water. By the time he returned, she had moved up from her seat to retrieve the open can with careful handling, unsure of why they would keep a refreshment in a can, but then again, anything was possible since her drinks consisted of a kettle full of hot water and a teabag of her desired flavor. The blonde move herself down besides the younger America after he patted the empty space he gestured her over to, quietly sighing as she made herself comfortable besides the male while lifting the can to her lips for a sip.
"The more you speak in a past tone, the more you bring me further to conclude that you are not in fact the America I had planned to visit as of today.. May I ask what time you were pulled out from that brought you here, Alfred?"
Her bright seagreen orbs scanned the male's flawless skin, unable to figure out why she hadn't noticed these small differences from the adult America to this youth at first greeting. Hearing herself a second later, she bit down on her tongue at how forward her approach was, looking back down at the fizzy drink in a can while her fingers lightly pressed against the cylinder's sides to force the material to wrinkle from the pressure applied from the tips of her digits.
"Father doesn't speak much of your history to me, but I have educated myself with historical documents relating back to those times through the views of musicians. I heard it was quite the show when your people played those sorts of instruments.. I envy you for such a colourful collection in playing more than just a violin, I fear I am stuck with just piano. My fingers, you see, are too sensitive for strings if I tried to play them, so I believe I'm bound to the keys much to my desire to further treat myself to all sorts of instruments."
A brow lowered at the sentence he had begun to say until he had been distracted by the delicious aroma of her fresh cookies and brownies, something she managed to perfect for some time now without screwing up ruining them like her father would with just about anything he cooks. These were decent, to say the least..
'You mustn't bother with getting me anything, but thank you for the offer, Alfred..!" Lies, she had been needed something to quench her thirst, so said her slightly chapped lips.
His wide smile and insistence of placing them by the kitchen was all she needed to bring herself to wander further into this new domain after excusing herself, spotting the kitchen just around the corner where she placed the tray down on a counter. Emily took this time to look around the kitchen with careful steps, looking around for any signs of tea, but all she could find was instant coffee. Figures after all this time, America still hates tea 'till this day, which was unfortunate for the girl who lived off of such a drink. Water was the next best thing that came to mind, but at hearing Alfred speak about music, she knew she had ran out of time to get a cup for herself, quickly but calmly walking back into the same room he was in with a warmer smile lacing her lips she had began nibbling on, habit she took on from Arthur's lip chewing.
"Playing the violin in an orchestra! You never told me this before, but I'm pleased to hear you fancy yourself in the arts of music, and especially for that long!" She spoke after hearing what he had to say, seating herself down on an unoccupied couch where she neatly folded her hands just over a crossed knee.
"I vaguely hold the skill to play the piano as far as I know, the lack of practice had almost diminished it. But Lady's schooling had a grand piano tuned off to a side where I would occasionally remind myself how to play it.."
(( Don't worry about timing, we can continue this when you're free, just don't feel rushed. nu n ))
SOME writers have so confounded society with government, as to leave little or no distinction between them; whereas they are not only different, but have different origins. Society is produced by our wants, and government by wickedness; the former promotes our happiness positively by uniting our affections, the latter negatively by restraining our vices. The one encourages intercourse, the other creates distinctions. The first is a patron, the last a punisher. 1 Society in every state is a blessing, but government even in its best state is but a necessary evil; in its worst state an intolerable one; for when we suffer, or are exposed to the same miseries by a government, which we might expect in a country without government, our calamity is heightened by reflecting that we furnish the means by which we suffer. Government, like dress, is the badge of lost innocence; the palaces of kings are built on the ruins of the bowers of paradise. For were the impulses of conscience clear, uniform, and irresistibly obeyed, man would need no other lawgiver; but that not being the case, he finds it necessary to surrender up a part of his property to furnish means for the protection of the rest; and this he is induced to do by the same prudence which in every other case advises him out of two evils to choose the least. Wherefore, security being the true design and end of government, it unanswerably follows that whatever form thereof appears most likely to ensure it to us, with the least expence and greatest benefit, is preferable to all others. Thomas Paine (1737–1809). Common Sense. 1776.
I wish not to upset my fathers, Alexander is a good man who hath had a hard life and though I am not a Federalist and do not agree with him on the bank. I love him greatly as I love all of my fathers, and though I vauntingly disagree with the Alien and Sedition Acts to the point where my words can become cruel and hateful I harbor no hate in my heart against father Adams. I am and forever shall be a loving son to all of them. Alfred F. Jones, The Son Of Liberty 1799