Prior to the revolutionary war the majority did not want to fight England for our independence.   During the revolutionary war the majority did not want to help fight England for our independence, they were called loyalists.   In the actual fighting itself many loyalists assisted the armies of King George against the army of our congress who were called Continentals.
From our own soil 50,000 Loyalists joined England and fought for King George.   For comparison only 35,000 Continentals were in the fight for independence.
Hence 44,500 non-military militia were needed and eventually mobilized from every village and farm.
People often forget it was a minority of patriots who wanted, fought for, and won liberty for an entire nation.

Those Loyalists who favored British colonial rule never left, they were not dispatched after our national independence was won.   Those British Loyalists who were uncommitted to our struggle for independence stayed here in a new nation enjoying the liberty and freedom they never lifted a finger to support – and in many cases fought against.
For 207 years we have been in a war of ideas with that uncommitted crew.   We have been fighting a war of ideas between a proposition of “liberty and independence”, and those who prefer, or at least are comfortable with, a lesser freedom.
Today that loyalist-minded majority changed the rules.

The resulting impact is no less consequential to the freedom of our nation than if the colonialists would have jailed Patriots in Boston 1773.   Or, perhaps even, turned over patriots at   Lexington/Concord in 1775  so those within the rebellion could be jailed.
Following the battles at Lexington and Concord, the U.S. congress were declared “traitors” by royal decree.     In response congress declared our own Independence.
Today they changed the rules.
Today, President Obama and The Senate Majority, Congress declared those minority Patriots as “traitors” and they will now deliver their vision of a Loyalist victory – albeit 238 years later.
Yeah, everything changed today.

Any man who seeks to deny essential liberty to another without cause, is an  evil son of a bitch. He cannot be a “Good Man”.

It is irrelevant if his family  likes him or if he is kind to animals, sends his mother in-law flowers or makes  the trains run on time. It is irrelevant if you served with him, if he has done  brave things in the past. No amount of desire to “protect” or to “secure” or  “prevent” will improve him. Declarations of his desire to apply “common sense”  and be “reasonable” cannot redeem him.

His desire to deny essential liberty to  one, based on the actions of others reveals the monster that abides in the soul  of that man. If he seeks this, stating the loss of liberty is necessary for the  health of the society he is the philosophical twin of every tyrant and mass  murdering butcher in history.

If American society is to survive, the decent, honest citizen must band  together to drive these evil people from our society. They must suppress their  innate live and let live philosophy and face the unpleasant fact that the man  who seeks to deny an individual or a society those essential liberties is a  potential killer whose bloody solutions will be incrementally revealed as he  gains power.  (link)

…”The law is what I say it is”..

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The fight didn’t just “get real”, it’s been “real” for quite a while.    But today, the battlements ensconced, they moved inside the wire.   I submit to you my brothers and sisters that today, this November Twenty One, became St. Crispin’s day.

   “Fix Bayonets My Brothers” – […]  That he which hath no stomach to this fight,….

…..Let him depart; his passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse;
We would not die in that man’s company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
This day is call’d the feast of Crispian.
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when this day is nam’d,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say ‘To-morrow is Saint Crispian.’
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars,
And say ‘These wounds I had on Crispian’s day.’
Old men forget; yet all shall be forgot,
But he’ll remember, with advantages,
What feats he did that day. Then shall our names,
Familiar in his mouth as household words-
Harry the King, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester-
Be in their flowing cups freshly rememb’red.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne’er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remembered-
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne’er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition;
And gentlemen in England now-a-bed
Shall think themselves accurs’d they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin’s day.