Amused Cynic

…wearing his red bandanna.

So, the latest news is that the Democrats are locked in the cockpit of Flight USA-93, and they’re going to crash the thing. Nothing that these people are doing makes any sense unless you understand this: They only took flying lessons to learn how to take off….they don’t care about landing, because they intend to crash. Then, from the wreckage, they plan to begin the “fundamental remaking of America” in the Alinsky manner.

So… there’s a question floating out there for us passengers….what, if anything, are we going to do about it? Do we even have the gonads to try? Brian Lamb of C-SPAN has already issued a challenge to the hijackers. I’m hearing more and more: “Is there anything we can do?”…and it’s reminding me more and more of the amazing final words and deeds of the passengers on board United Airlines Flight 93. Can we become an army of Todd Beamers and Sandra Bradshaws? Can we stop this suicide mission aimed at our representative democracy and our constitution?

Crouched out of sight behind a row of aircraft seats and speaking in a whisper, Sandra Bradshaw made the most difficult telephone call of her life. It was to her husband, Phil, a pilot, who was looking after their two young children, Alexandria, 2, and Nathan, 1, at their home in North Carolina. It was from United Airlines Flight UA93, which 25 minutes earlier had become the fourth American plane to be hijacked on the morning of September 11.

Mrs Bradshaw, a petite 5ft-2in-tall flight attendant with long blonde hair and a warm smile, was nervous but calm. “My aeroplane has been hijacked by three guys with knives and we are in the back getting together some hot water to throw on them. Have you got any ideas?”

Her husband was stunned. “I was in such shock that I wasn’t able to think of anything to help her,” said Mr Bradshaw. “I wrote down her flight number and asked her to describe the guys. She said she saw one of them. He was sitting in the back of first class, a short guy with a dark complexion. When they stood up they put red bandanas around their heads.

“She told me that the plane had turned around and she did not know who was flying the aeroplane or where they were but she could see a river and I assume that was the Ohio in Pittsburg.”

She also broke the news to him that two other planes had been flown into the World Trade Centre in New York. What she wanted to know from her husband was how to deal with the crisis.

Just feet away from Mrs Bradshaw and equally keen not to be seen by the hijackers using a seat-back telephone was Todd Beamer, 32, an accounts manager from New Jersey. Married with two sons, he had decided not to call his pregnant wife, Lisa, because he did not want to worry her with bad news.

Instead, he telephoned the switchboard of GTE-Verizon, which provides the seat-back telephone service on United Airlines flights. The first person he spoke to was the operator but she became too traumatised to continue when she realised what was happening.

Lisa Jefferson, a supervisor, took over: nothing in her training manual or her 18 years in the job had prepared her for the next 15 minutes. “When I took over the call there was a gentleman on the phone, very calm, soft spoken. I introduced myself to him as Mrs Jefferson. ‘I understand this plane is being hijacked? Could you please give me detailed information as to what’s going on?’,” she said.

“He told me that there were three people that had taken over the plane, two with knives and one with a bomb strapped around his waist with a red belt. The two with knives had locked themselves into the cockpit. They had ordered everyone to sit down.”

Mrs Jefferson said that Mr Beamer had been talking from a seat at the back of the plane. “The hijacker with the bomb pulled the curtain to first class so they couldn’t see what was going on. But he did see two people lying on the floor of first class. He couldn’t tell if they were dead or alive. The flight attendant told him she was pretty sure it was the pilot and co-pilot.

What can we do? Our only chance to batter down the cockpit door and splash boiling water on the hijackers will come in November of this year, and we had better be ready for it. Dick Morris paraphrases Winston Churchill here:

If they beat us in the Senate, we will fight them in conference. If they beat us in conference, we will fight them in the House. If they beat us in the House over healthcare, we will fight them over cap and trade. We will fight them over immigration and amnesty. We will fight them over the deficit. We will fight them over the debt. And we will fight them in 2010. We will fight them in the House. We will fight them for Senate seats in Connecticut, Delaware, Pennsylvania, New York, and Arkansas. We will fight them in Colorado and North Dakota and California and Washington State. We will fight them in Illinois and in New Jersey. We will never, never, never, never give up! Our country is at stake!

All our defeats do is to teach us the futility of appealing to moderate Democrats and the necessity — the dire necessity — of replacing them with committed Republicans. There is no such thing as a moderate Democrat in Congress. There are simply those whose votes the leadership does not need in order to promote its socialist agenda.

We will not place our faith in the Nelsons or the Lincolns or the Liebermans or the Landrieus of the Senate. Nor in the Blue Dogs of the House. All we do when we depend on them is to permit them to raise their price and up the ante for their vote. We will place our faith only in the Republicans who oppose them and who will bring the collective insanity which has gripped Washington to an end.

But we will continue to fight each battle in Congress because it is only by blunting Obama’s momentum and by demonstrating to the voters of America how their Democratic members of Congress are only automatic votes for socialism that we have a chance to triumph in 2010. And triumph we will. We can only hope that there is still a country to take back!

Stay with us! Help us! Fight with us!

What am I going to do? Well, I’m about to spend a bunch of money….this is one of those rare cases where throwing money at the problem might actually work. Scott Brown in Massachusetts, for starters. See also Clarice Feldman’s commentary about Scott Brown’s insurgency (he is trying to capture Ted Kennedy’s senate seat) here.

Given the malaise afflicting Democrats and the enthusiasm powering conservatives, it is barely possible that Brown could win. If that were to happen, it could rock American politics.

Pat Toomey here in Pennsylvania—he damn near beat the despicable charlatan Arlen Spector here in PA last time around, and polls are showing him running strong once again. Harry Reid is vulnerable in Nevada, if the many Republicans with their hats in the ring will consolidate behind the goal of sending this pathetic little tyrant packing. I will list others soon.

Our version of boiling water and charging the cockpit will require making inroads in the Congress—and that we must do. Otherwise, this plane is going to crash right into our Capitol, and the “crisis” that will result from that must have Obamalinsky and Rahm Emmanuel licking their lupine chops.

Among the final recorded words on UA93 were these:

Mr Beamer then sighed long and loud down the line. He was still holding the telephone, but he had turned to speak to other passengers. Then he said: `You ready? OK. Let’s roll.”

At the same time, at 10am, Tom Burnett had made his fourth and final call to his wife. “OK. There’s a group of us and we’re going to do something,” he said. Mrs Burnett said: “No. Please sit down and be still, be quiet, don’t draw attention to yourself.”

Mr Burnett was adamant. “If they are going to drive this plane into the ground, we’ve got to do something.”

Sandra Bradshaw, the flight attendant, was also finishing her call to her husband. “We talked about how much we loved each other and our children,” Mr Bradshaw remembers. “Then she said: `Everyone is running to first class, I’ve got to go. Bye.’ Those were the last words I heard from her.”

Let’s roll. Let’s boil some water (Tea Party, anyone??) No rules in a knife fight—-or in a hijacking. You gotta be bad, you gotta be bold. Time is running out.

RELATED: Laura Lee Donoho advocates Roaring into the New Year….I am with her.

So, Sarah is roaring and it is my deepest wish and aspiration to help her roar. The Republicans, the Tea Partiers and the American people need to be very proactive in our desire to stop the Obamanization of our country. 2010 is the time for all of us to roar our opposition to the socialization of our nations’ economy, health care system, banking system, and the Democrats plans to tax us all to death.

What does it say about Obama’s take on America’s national security that it took three days for Obama to make a statement about the Christmas terrorist and only four hours for his operatives to hit back at former Vice President Dick Cheney’s criticism of their anemic response? I prefer a lions’ response to the enemies of our nation, not the mousy little timid approach that the Obama administration gave us.

Who do you think is our nations’ enemy Mr. Obama?

Pat at The Pitty Pat Papers agrees with my approach…

So the GOP is crying and whining that they aren’t getting the donations that they think they should. Could it be that we’re not happy about how they’ve spent those funds in the past? Could it be that we’re not going along with the old, tired, hacks that they have chosen for us in the past. No. No more. I’m donating directly to those races that I support. I don’t need the GOP spending my money for me.

Obi’s Sister is also punching back, and linking to POWIP…

Whether the threat is from terrorists who would take our lives or corrupt politicians who would take our livelihoods, we will not surrender! In the meantime, we can still hope…

Neo-neocon is also paying attention to the Scott Brown senatorial campaign in Massachusetts:

Whatever happens, there’s only about two weeks till election time. If Brown were to win or even be competitive, it would be practically a miracle, far bigger than what happened recently in Virginia and New Jersey combined. It would send a cold shiver throughout the entire Democratic party. In fact, today’s Rasmussen poll (which also included the finding that, among voters who say they are certain to vote, Brown came within two points of Coakley; and that Brown leads among unaffiliated voters 65% to 21%) ought to cause Democrats to break into a cold sweat already.

However, as Sisu points out, a Brown victory might take even more than a miracle, since the Democrats have a habit of bringing the required number of dead people to the Massachusetts voting booths if necessary.

But, as the man says, it’s time to throw a snowball at Washington: