Belated, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to all!!

As we enter 2012, great “hope and change” is on its way. We all have a lot of work to do to restore our nation and our freedoms, but I know this year will be one for the History books. Enjoy it and make a difference. We are living History, not just letting it pass us quietly in the fog of everyday existence. The silent majority has found a voice.

I apologize for the long lapse in coverage, but do to a natural survival instinct response to this “recovery” economy, my attention has been diverted by personal responsibilities.

I will return, more motivated and encouraged about the future, very soon. In the meanwhile I will drop a post every chance I get. I am also working on some Site updates as well, so please be patient.

Phantom Lady
Frustrated Incorporated

Elizabeth Warren is the presumptive Democrat nominee running against Scott Brown, who was named by Harry Reid to oversee the TARP bailout.

Video: In September, during her “talking tour,” Elizabeth Warren, professor at Harvard Law, talking about the economy and class warfare.

Elizabeth Warren believes that since the government, “pays for the basics,” such as roads, that the government thus controls everything. Obama is surrounded by people like this.

She forgets that this factory owner and factory builder also paid taxes that built the roads and the infrastructure around, and so did his employees.

The government doesn’t have any money until it takes it from people first. But this notion that we’re all just one giant commune is the justification for the redistribution of wealth.

This is the liberal justification for class warfare, for class envy, for redistribution of wealth, for taking, because nobody really deserves what they have.

Nobody should have anything more than anybody else because everybody always does it on the backs of other people.

The factory owner, illegitimate. The business owner, illegitimate. Nothing special about him. Nothing special about somebody who built something from nothing because he really didn’t. He couldn’t have done it without screwing a bunch of other people along the way.

Total collectivism. It’s all found in Marx. It’s all there, and it’s all based on the presumption that all success is illegitimate, including the success of the country.

Pay attention America, this is what they believe. This is liberal policy foundation.

Sorry for the long absence.

The search for a job in the Obama economy is difficult, to say the least, and has taken most of my time this year.

I continue the battle against the insanity of the Obama administration policies, just on a more limited schedule.

I will return to my blog as soon as possible, but in meanwhile I invite all my readers to follow me on twitter @_phantom_lady. The statements are shorter and limited, but continue to be filled with truth and passion.

Thank you for your understanding during these demanding times.

Frustrated Incorporated
Phantom Lady

Who decides how much of your earnings you NEED to keep?

Be afraid… very afraid.

Chicago’s Don Wade & Roma radio show Sept 14, 2011 – interview with (D) Congresswoman Jan Schakowsky.

Forest Drew Nelms January 31, 1923 – September 3, 2011 2000 miles away from me, a man quiet, still and at peace. Mourned by family and friends. Where tears and fond remembrance share the empty space. Gone are the worries, the pain and the uncertainty of life.

Larger than life, a man who lived his life the way he wanted with no excuses or apologies. A great man that shielded family and served his nation as a Marine Drill Sergeant. He now stands beside the throne of God, enveloped in love and the light of Heaven. Pain, fear, and worldly concerns are gone now, replaced with warmth, love and peace. A place fit for heroes and grandfathers – an inspiration to us all. Great Grandfather, Grandfather, uncle, husband, father and friend – a man who answered to many names.

He loved his wife, his family and his friends. He taught his Grandchildren the joy of fishing, and took us on motorhome adventures across the nation through countless summers. He loved his garden, and grew the most amazing vegetables that any homemade stew could ever ask for. When he spent time with his Great Grandson, the joy and pride shown in his eyes was priceless, revealing the softer side to a man of steel.

Gone but not forgotten. Nature abhors a vacuum but the space he occupied will be hard to fill. Our hearts are fuller for having known and loved him. We feel the pain and sadness of our recent loss. They say time heals such wounds, but I will take what Grandpa taught me about life and living, his strength, his inspiration and insight, and pass those bold qualities to his Great Grandson.

The loss will always be with me, I just pray I can make him proud once again by instilling the lessons and memories of a great man as his Great Grandson grows and becomes the man he is meant to be. A man’s man, a family man, a great man. A man to be remembered and to emulate. I love you Grandpa.