I blog on my own site American Writes, as The American Writer; I’ll let you go there to get most of the background.

Back when television was decent, there was a lighthearted show called Hogan’s Heroes, all about life in a German POW Camp. And punishment for

An American Hero Surrounded By Socialist Zeros

any of the Germans who messed up guarding the camp was to be sent to the Russian Front. The mere mention of such an exile brought the highest ranking officers to comical shudders of fear.

Much like the Keystone antics of Colonel Klink and Sergeant Schulz exposed the sheer ridiculousness of Nazism (Nationalsozialistische Deutsche Arbeiterpartei or National Socialist German Workers’ Party), I feel as though the inmates are running the asylum, and we’re looking at the advancing Socialist Plague.

I reside in Texas House District 17, one of the most conservative districts in the nation…and am supposed to be represented by Democrat Chet Edwards, who has a more Liberal voting record than Maxine Waters. Yep…that Maxine Waters.

For a week now, we have been trying to get Chet to hold a Town Hall Meeting with us, but he has refused. Steadfastly. You can see more about that here, here, and here.

The "Mob" That Asked Chet Edwards for a Meeting.

Aww, heck, if I keep giving you links like that we’ll both get confused…so here’s the link to the search results for Chet Edwards on my blog. Catch up, now!

So Chet Edwards, while he has made no law abridging our right to redress our grievances with him (a right protected by the First Amendment alongside that assembling thing and those religion and free speech doodads), has refused the spirit of that idea.

But, get this: Chet Edwards, in all his magnanimity, is going to schedule a “Telephone Town Hall” for his entire District. Do I need to spell out how idiotic that is?

Did the Founders foresee telephones and therefore figured the citizen statesman could one day just sit around and take whatever caller he chose from a handpicked list of supporters or those people who had landlines?

No.

They knew the preservation of our government, freedom, and way of life hinged on the very notion that representatives HAD to look their constituents in the EYE and hear them out…maybe even explain themselves.

Hence the concept of the Citizen Statesman. He was supposed to be one of us.

Look at it this way: Will Chet Edwards phone in his campaign for re-election? No!

That would be nice, though…in fact, I might take a pass at calling for a face to face Town Hall Meeting if he promised just to call in his campaign! But he’ll have all the meetings he can muster up and down this district.

So yours truly is on the front line. Video, Audio, and face to face with the guys who work for Chet. Remember, Chet works for me, so those who work for him work for me, too. Right? Well, you wouldn’t know it the way they lie to us and talk down to us. For instance, the day before Chet was to make an appearance at a charitable event, calls to his office wondering what his schedule was for the month of August were answered with “We do not know his schedule.” Right. But that was the answer at all three district offices and his office in Washington, D.C.!

I’m tired of just living my life while the socialists take over and refuse to listen to me.

Socialists do not have to listen to the people…they tell the people what is best for them. By this definition, Chet Edwards is behaving like a Socialist.

Our Founding Fathers spent years writing protestations to the Tyrannical King George. When he taxed them further, and Parliament approved, our

Angry Mobs Tarred and Feathered in the days of our Founding Fathers.

Founding Fathers were no longer letter writers, they were an Angry Mob. Sound familiar? We are not an Angry Mob…yet.

When being an Angry Mob wasn’t enough, brave men rode into the country, stopping at every house to warn that “The Regulars are coming!”

And that fateful morning, April 17, 1775, saw the Angry Mob turned into Revolutionaries. Revolutionaries we call Patriots.

We all know the next step should our pleas for representation go unheeded. And none of us WANTS to go down that road.

If the Rushin’ Front of Socialism gets closer…will you be a Patriot, or will you stand and stammer like Sergeant Schultz: “I knew nothing!”

No Apologies No Surrender!