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"Again... I apologize but threefold times                                                                                                              Using paper, pad and quill.                                                                                                                                          But it matters not to feed the beasts...                                                                                                                    The hounds are barking still".- David McHattie

I have discovered that the hounds never cease barking,                                                                                     and a life-long observation tells me the reason why.                                                                                              Yes, if we would dare admit it, we all know why the                                                                                     hounds keep barking. For starters, they are barking still                                                                                  because 'their masters' have a clearly defined agenda, a long                    and uncompromising do-list. Moreover, one must not be ignorant                                                                                            of the fact that the agenda is far more egregious and much more                                                                              subtle than the barking hounds. Right or wrong, rational or not,                                                                                     they have a long list of grievances.  Of course, not all their                                                                                  grievances are justified or need to be redressed.                                       

But we need to be clear about one thing: They are not knew, will not go                                                                                      away; and they are masterful artisans of the gift of patience. Many of                                                                         the good and decent people of our home of the brave and land of the free have spent a lifetime in the tillage of the soil. People of good will of all colors and stripes have reaped the fruits of righteousness and good will. Many have paid the ultimate sacrifice.                                                            

Let none dare say that nothing has changed; nor let any say that we                                                                 'have arrived'. And if the hounds would dare to be silent, and if ALL of                                                                     us would turn from OUR wicked ways, God will hear from heaven and                                                                  heal our land.*

In one of my favorite movies, Tombstone, Wyatt Earp asked,                                                                                "What do you want Ringo?" Ringo replied,  "I want your blood,                                                                             and I want your souls. And I want em both right now."
The hounds are continually barking because their opposers                                                                                                                                           refuse to offer them what they really want. Nor should they,                                                                                    because the hounds want our blood and our soul. Nothing                                                                                              less will satisfy their appetite.  And back to the movie.  If we                                                                                                        believe like Doc Holliday that there is a reckoning whose season                                                                                        will surely come, a reckoning when good will overcome evil; then                                                                 here and now, we take our stand against the hounds who will never                                                                  stop barking. We must not be so naive as to be ignorant about what                                                            it is that the hounds want.  Neither you nor I have a feast that                                                                            would appease, feed, or please the beast. Yes, they want both                                                                                      our blood and our souls; and they want it now.                                                                                                  

Perhaps these are the days of Elijah whereby we choose                                                                                   this day whom we will serve, God or Baal.  Perhaps these                                                                                        are the days of Martin Luther whereby we take our stand                                                                                          as did he when he said,  "I can do no other, so help me God"**.

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**"Martin Luther

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L Milton Hankins Date: 7/31/2021 1:33:00 PM Curtis, I cannot express how much I enjoyed and appreciated this. You have encapsulated the feeling of so many of us. There does come a time, for each of us, when we must stand up...we "can do no other..." Login to Reply Curtis Johnson Date: 7/31/2021 2:05:00 PM Thanks Milton. I am honored by your comments. The 'Pushback' has begun. Blessings.