Hunting for a Blind

 

Throughout this battle over the Universal Background Checks referendum here in Maine there has been a recurrent question asked with a thematic persistence. “What about ‘shall not be infringed’ and ‘never be questioned’ don’t they understand?” The simple answer is many don’t understand and some have found that a feigned lack of understanding is a convenient blind to mask a far more insidious agenda.

For instance, the now infamous picture of Emily Cain dressed in full layered flannel and fleece hunting garb, fresh and crisp from the package, in the sweltering August sun smiling through the dripping sweat to say she supports the “right to hunt” has confounded and bemused Mainers to say the least. The immediate reaction from Maine sportsmen was to remind Ms. Cain, in no uncertain terms, that in her own Dukakis moment she had forgotten that the Second Amendment refers to the Right to Bear and Keep Arms not the “right to hunt”. Still, Cain’s lack of knowledge or omission by design is not the fundamental flaw with anti-gun elitists approach to the Second Amendment.

By relegating the Second Amendment to a written statement which grants citizens the “right to hunt”, gun haters attempt to not only narrow the protective scope of the Bill of Rights but also try to intimate that the rights we so cherish are provided for by the Amendments in question, and therefore, can be haggled over by lawyers and wordsmiths. Nothing is further from the truth. As it pertains to this debate, the Second Amendment is not the “grantor” of the Right to Keep and Bear Arms. It is the “protector” of the this Right, which our Founding Fathers viewed as a Natural Born Right, a God-Given Right.

The “shall not be infringed” wordage in the Second Amendment was intended to be the walls on the outer perimeter, a bulwark if you will, to protect this most treasured Right. The Natural Born Right of the citizen to protect his or her family, wealth, home, and things treasured against the aggression of government and the tyranny of those elitist who believe that their wealth and station in life is the prerogative by which they can use that wealth and means to rescind or deter their fellow citizens of this Natural Born Right to protect and retain their own wealth. We now see this aggression being played out before us here in Maine.

Bloomberg and those who are on his payroll are so blinded by their self-importance they cannot fathom that those they hold in lower esteem would not except their opinions as superseding that of the Natural Order ordained by God. So sure are they of their self-worth, Bloomberg and associates are willing to come into our lands and our homes and launch millions of dollars in a barrage against the bulwark that protects our Natural Born Right to self defense. In the end, it is nothing more than the age-old attempt of a wealthy baron trying to bring those he deems lesser then him into subjugation.

Yes, behind all the blinds, the end goal is about subjugation. It is left to us, the citizens of Maine, to decide whether we will allow such arrogance to defeat us or will we defend the bulwark that protects our greatest treasures. Let the breakers crash upon its venerable walls. We The People will remain steadfast in the maintenance of the grand bulwark, the Second Amendment, for behind its immovable presence is treasure of our Natural Born Right to self-defense given and ordained by God Almighty.

Emily Cain, Red Flannel Sweat, and the Dukakis Helmet

 

Those moments that define who we are. What we do means more than what we say. And you can’t pull that crap and get away with it in the 2nd District, Emily Cain.

Maybe its because Emily Cain has just returned from a wine tasting tour with Nancy Pelosi on the left coast of California to garner more campaign contributions from the Hollywood elites that has caused her to be unaware that it is blistering hot here in Maine right now. It must be the reason, because why else would someone decide to go out for a photo-op shooting lesson dressed in a thick red plaid flannel shirt, still sporting the fresh-outta-the-wrapper creases, layered under another spanking shiny new, did I mention thick, blaze orange hunting vest under the hot, yes very hot, August sun. If you noticed the awkward position of the “instructor” standing next to her, its probably because he’s trying to avoid stepping in the pool of sweat rippling around Ms. Cain’s most likely insulated L.L. Bean hunting boots, store tags in tow, gathering from the rivulets of perspiration coursing down her hypocritical person.

Obviously Ms. Cain is desperate to prove to the common sense voters of the 2nd District in Maine that she is one of them. Unfortunately for her, most Mainers know that no one in their right mind would go out on a sweltering hot August day to target shoot dressed to the flannel hilt for a bird hunt in October. There is humor here to be had for sure were it not for the condescending insult to the voters of CD 2.

No picture in a sweat drenched hunting outfit is going to convince voters of her love for guns when Emily Cain’s voting record screams otherwise. Furthermore her sudden stalwart defense of the “right to hunt” exposes her complete and indefensible disregard for the reasons for the 2nd Amendment. The first and foremost being a defense against a government that has lost an understanding and respect for the purpose of the Constitution and, therefore, has become a danger to the citizens. Hunting is way down the list.

While Ms. Cain should be reminded hunters wear multiple layers during hunting months of October and November because its cold, not in August to create a portable sauna, she should also be reminded that the Maine State Constitution takes the 2nd Amendment one step further by demanding that the Right to Keep and Bear Arms shall not be questioned. Once Ms. Cain has peeled off her soggy flannel propaganda attire, she’ll need to explain to the Maine residents why she has questioned that fundamental right on numerous occasions.

I suppose we should thank Emily Cain for interjecting some much needed comic relief into a election cycle that has been rife with despair. One cannot look at the heat shimmers emanating from the multi-layers of flannel campaign photog draped over Ms. Cain’s shoulders and not have it invoke images of Michael Dukakis… and an army helmet he should never have put on.

A Hero Among Heroes

 

Hometown hero is term we often hear used to describe persons noteworthy of our admiration. In the tumultuous times we live in, I have come to believe that our little towns here in Maine are filled with hometown heroes. From the moms and dads who embrace, with no thought of recognition or reward, the challenges of raising a family, to the farmers and loggers carving out their gritty sustenance from the land, which does not always willingly yield its abundance to the labor their hands, and the every day neighbors dedicated to maintaining the peaceful atmosphere in their towns, here in Maine heroes are in every kitchen, every farm field, and behind every wave of a hand as neighbors pass by. Still, from time to time, someone stands out from even those whose steady existence is the bedrock of a Nation and causes these many heroes to pause, take notice and homage to the one.

Such a time has come for the heroes who reside in the little town of Atkinson. We pause for one of the greatest among us. A young man named Jay Brainard.

He grew up in this little town, playing in the fields and woods that intertwine between the Piscataquis River and Alder Stream. Like any other boy he enjoyed fishing and being outdoors but in time began to nurture a dream to fly helicopters.

Jay Brainard would fulfill that dream. He would also determine to take that skill and serve his country, eventually earning the rank of Captain. Captain Brainard knew that his passion to fly was coupled to a vow to give his utmost for his nation if necessary. That vow was called upon in the desert sands of the Middle East, far away from the peaceful green shores of the Piscataquis River, Alder Stream, and Atkinson, Maine.

So in a little town filled with hardworking heroes going about their everyday work of supporting the foundation of the fundamental life of a society, it is time for them to pause and honor one who is the greatest among them. A soldier who defended them with all he could give. Atkinson mourns the loss of its son but also is proud to have him stand above us.

I am one who lives in this little town of Atkinson. Many days on my ride to work, I drive by an honor roll that lists the greatest of our heroes from wars past. Captain Brainard has joined their esteemed company and we name the bridge that spans the Piscataquis River after him.

I am glad to have had the chance to raise my children in this town. A quiet honest town where people work from dawn til dusk. In a town full of heroes, I’m proud to live in Atkinson on the banks of the Piscataquis River where you can cross that river on the Captain Jay Brainard Gold Star Memorial Bridge.

Rep. Poliquin Acts to Stop Outrageous Government Intrusion of Personal Emails

Rep. Poliquin Acts to Stop Outrageous Government Intrusion of Personal Emails

As an original cosponsor, Rep. Poliquin today will vote for the Email Privacy Act in the House

 

WASHINGTON – Today, Maine’s 2nd District Congressman, Bruce Poliquin, released the following statement on the House’s vote on the Email Privacy Act, of which he is an original cosponsor:

 

“It is absolutely outrageous and unbelievable that the federal government has the legal authority to invade the privacy of millions of Americans by reading and storing our emails without any warrant,” said Congressman Poliquin. “The current law allowing for emails older than 180 days to be accessed without a warrant by the feds is outdated and intrusive.  Today, I am voting to fix this outrageous invasion of our privacy.”