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.

Nottingham Returns

It’s perplexing, at best, to find that a villain so reviled and mocked throughout history has gained such an ardent admirer here in the State of Maine. The sheriff of Nottingham, fact or fiction, remains a source of some debate for those who wish to bother. Still the fact remains that the sheriff of Nottingham, fable or no, has long invoked metaphorical images of the pompous, indifferent politician who’s every detached existence is made possible through taxes culled from the hard labors and bent backs of a people long siphoned and beaten beyond any hope of returned independence or prosperity. Yes, that is all one sentence and I’m sure I offended the syntax gods somewhere in there, but let’s move on.

Last election cycle, Emily Cain and her running mate Blaine Richardson, were defeated by Bruce Poliquin. Poliquin had just barely finished arranging the furniture in his office in Washington D.C. when he was informed that Emily Cain had announced her candidacy for the office he had just finished dusting. (You do realize the office needed a lot of dusting, as Mike Michaud preferred to stay hidden in the closet and rarely used the desk for anything. Incidentally, Emily Cain has not announced whether she will allow Blaine Richardson to tag along as her running mate this time around…we all wait with bated breath, but I digress…) There was much consternation and head scratching as to why Ms. Cain needed to announce immediately if not sooner her intention to run for office. It’s really not that confusing.

Emily Cain was afforded a great opportunity after her defeat. She could have entered the private sector and got a job, establish some “street cred” if you will. She must have quickly realized that she was in the party of fat cats, trust fund brats, and all around tax sponges. The Democrat Party greatly discourages their politicians against entering the private workforce and risking having candidates with dangerous amounts of commonsense accrued. So she’s followed a time honored Democrat tradition, suckle up to the teat of public tax funds.

Yes, the Sheriff of Nottingham has been reincarnated in a much more likable, effusive, and feminine persona, but still demands your taxes to fund her very existence. Since graduating college, Emily Cain has not held one private sector job. Everything she has done, everything she has accomplished has been funded by tax dollars. When provided an opportunity to move into the world of the self-made, entrepreneurs, businesses, and the workforce, she chose to stay in her sheltered gilded world wrapped in walls built up to shield her from the very people whose hard earned dollars were taxed away to build them.

While it’s more than ironic that she wishes to represent a people whose lives she cannot comprehend or identify with, it’s the hypocritical attacks on Representative Poliquin that reek with the cloud of stupefaction that blankets the Democrat Party. Her claims that the self-made millionaire has somehow cheated the public would be laughable if they were bits in a cheap sitcom, but instead are a sad commentary on how completely detached from reality she is. Perhaps it is the term “self-made” that she cannot grasp.

Along with her Party, Emily Cain has spent so much time living off the accomplishments of others that she cannot comprehend that anyone can create their own wealth by using their own talents, own initiative, and own hard-work to carve their own slice of the American dream. Remember this is the Party that has told American innovators and business owners “they didn’t build that.” It’s the stuff of socialism that says everything belongs to the collective and only the elite can live off it.

Everything Emily Cain has is funded by taxes. All her salaries have come from the wallets of taxpayers. Her clothes, her food, her fancies, her empire, her very existence are all a product of tax dollars. It can’t help but invoke images of the fabled Sheriff dining in opulence by the fire while his minions scour the shire of Nottingham pounding on battered hovel doors demanding new taxes to fund the sheriff’s lifestyle whims. Perhaps Emily Cain should take an honest look at who she is instead of trying to smear her opponents with the very lifestyle she has embraced.

Clumsy, Emily, Clumsy

In another clumsy move from Emily Ican’tfunctionintherealworldsoI’lljustrunforCongressagain Cain, the erstwhile Democrat immediately falsely accused the Republican balanced budget proposal, passed by the House, of hurting seniors. What a novel scare tactic?  We haven’t heard that before, have we? Yes, that’s sarcasm.  Ironically, the professional student turned professional politician has made no effort to retract her claim even in light of the bi-partisan bill to protect Medicare for seniors, supported by Bruce Poliquin, that has passed the house. Its still more than ironic that no Democrats have even made mention of the ongoing investigation into Operation Choke Point, which was used by the FDIC to target businesses.  Bruce Poliquin has been very vocal in his disapproval of these unconstitutional acts, but the perpetually campaigning Emily Cain seems to have developed an aversion for facts and protecting Maine businesses from government overreach.

There is no word yet from Cain’s running mate, Blaine Richardson, on his opinion on her opinion or if he has an opinion other than “I just hate everything Bruce Poliquin does”.