I’ve been told countless times by otherwise intelligent citizens that our government is too powerful to fight. “You can’t fight City Hall” is the common refrain. That sounds right, but it’s never been true.
What’s even less true than that, however, is the fear that “terrorists,” dependent upon small numbers and desperate means compared to nations with navies and air forces, are a bigger threat to us than is our own government.
History shows that great nations always fall by their own hands. And American history should show us a better truth to shape our future.
What did our founders say when faced with the prospect of lost liberties and invasion by what was then, the global superpower? What did our founders, living as relatively insignificant colonists in an unconquered land, say about fighting apparently insuperable odds?
Well, here’s a part of what Patrick Henry said on March 23, 1775:
They tell us, sir, that we are weak; unable to cope with so formidable an adversary. But when shall we be stronger? Will it be the next week, or the next year? Will it be when we are totally disarmed, and when a British guard shall be stationed in every house?
Shall we gather strength by irresolution and inaction? Shall we acquire the means of effectual resistance by lying supinely on our backs and hugging the delusive phantom of hope, until our enemies shall have bound us hand and foot?
Sir, we are not weak if we make a proper use of those means which the God of nature hath placed in our power. The millions of people, armed in the holy cause of liberty, and in such a country as that which we possess, are invincible by any force which our enemy can send against us.
Besides, sir, we shall not fight our battles alone. There is a just God who presides over the destinies of nations, and who will raise up friends to fight our battles for us. The battle, sir, is not to the strong alone; it is to the vigilant, the active, the brave.
Besides, sir, we have no election. If we were base enough to desire it, it is now too late to retire from the contest. There is no retreat but in submission and slavery! Our chains are forged! Their clanking may be heard on the plains of Boston!
The war is inevitable–and let it come! I repeat it, sir, let it come.
It is in vain, sir, to extenuate the matter. Gentlemen may cry, Peace, Peace– but there is no peace. The war is actually begun! The next gale that sweeps from the north will bring to our ears the clash of resounding arms! Our brethren are already in the field! Why stand we here idle? What is it that gentlemen wish? What would they have? Is life so dear, or peace so sweet, as to be purchased at the price of chains and slavery? Forbid it, Almighty God!
I know not what course others may take; but as for me, give me liberty or give me death!
How Patrick Henry, and George Mason, and Thomas Jefferson, and George Washington, and all the others of their generation would now hang their heads in shame over what we have become. A land of such bravery as theirs has morphed into a nation dependent upon “gun free zones” and a call to 911.
If we were a serious nation…a really serious nation, we’d arm ourselves – our citizens – to the teeth and become just as tough as the anklebiters that are beating us now.
Drug lords are tougher than we are – and that’s our fault. Zealots, even when armed only with boxcutters, are tougher than we are – and that’s our fault. I’m pretty sure a truck load full of armed drunks from Terre Haute could either take over the country, or save it; we are so fragile and dependent upon the politicians who have a 100% record of failure.
If we’d call our troops back home from the >100 nations they’re in now, and if we’d allow citizens constitutional rights, we’d have nothing to fear from anybody. We’d be the strongest, most prosperous nation on earth.
Just like the last time we tried it.