TEAR DOWN THAT WALL OF GUILT

If you are trying to raise a respectful and respectable American family and are embarrassed by the liberal media's filth and perversion you and your children are subjected to on a daily basis, remember one thing: Liberalism is at its core, licentious, morally degrading and abusive to family life. To stop the abuse you must embrace the truth: Conservatism conserves and protects family values that have made America the shining beacon of Christian family life.

To preserve the American family you must make a decision not merely to eschew liberalism and degradation but to champion conservatism and our traditional American values.

To do so you must first TEAR DOWN THAT WALL OF GUILT You must know you are guilty of nothing that may have happened to a Negro, Indian, Asian or Jew at any time in our recent or ancient past, and you must stop bowing at the silly altar of political correctness. You must regain your dignity, your individuality and your moral certitude. You must rise up and be counted as an American heart and soul, in spirit and purpose; willing to sacrifice whatever it takes to preserve America as it was founded to be and for which so many fought and died for it to be. Your children are counting on you. They will not survive as free Americans without your courage and your resolve. TEAR DOWN THAT WALL OF GUILT LET THE RECLAMATION OF AMERICA BEGIN

With thirteen stories about boys being boys, Art Odell transports you to the 1940's and the wild escapades of teenage kids in a rural community of New York State in an era of unbridled, unabashed freedom and independence, when you slammed the screen door behind you on a summer's morning and didn't slam it again till suppertime when -- forced to wash your face and hands -- you gulped down the meat and potatoes and let it fly again --doing as you pleased from sunup till sundown; nobody bothering you and nobody knowing what you did, and when not even your worst enemy for the day would rat on you, and the only rules to go by were the ones you made up, and sometimes what you'd been taught and mostly what you thought was right at the time, like blowing a trolley car off the track, rustling a circus horse and hiding it in a friend's backyard, saving a family of muskrats from Booby "the trapper," playing "Ratgolf " on the city dump, launching Booby's mother's cat in a "borrowed" circus balloon and watching it fly off to Connecticut.

Truly safe from harm, the only real threat to your well-being was yourself, or awful bad luck, and the closest thing to a dangerous drug was a cigarette. It was a brief magical moment in time that only great prosperity and progress could eradicate.

With thirteen stories about boys being boys, Art Odell transports you to the 1940's and the wild escapades of teenage kids in a rural community of New York State in an era of unbridled, unabashed freedom and independence, when you slammed the screen door behind you on a summer's morning and didn't slam it again till suppertime when -- forced to wash your face and hands -- you gulped down the meat and potatoes and let it fly again --doing as you pleased from sunup till sundown; nobody bothering you and nobody knowing what you did, and when not even your worst enemy for the day would rat on you, and the only rules to go by were the ones you made up, and sometimes what you'd been taught and mostly what you thought was right at the time, like blowing a trolley car off the track, rustling a circus horse and hiding it in a friend's backyard, saving a family of muskrats from Booby "the trapper," playing "Ratgolf " on the city dump, launching Booby's mother's cat in a "borrowed" circus balloon and watching it fly off to Connecticut.

Truly safe from harm, the only real threat to your well-being was yourself, or awful bad luck, and the closest thing to a dangerous drug was a cigarette. It was a brief magical moment in time that only great prosperity and progress could eradicate.

With thirteen stories about boys being boys, Art Odell transports you to the 1940's and the wild escapades of teenage kids in a rural community of New York State in an era of unbridled, unabashed freedom and independence, when you slammed the screen door behind you on a summer's morning and didn't slam it again till suppertime when -- forced to wash your face and hands -- you gulped down the meat and potatoes and let it fly again --doing as you pleased from sunup till sundown; nobody bothering you and nobody knowing what you did, and when not even your worst enemy for the day would rat on you, and the only rules to go by were the ones you made up, and sometimes what you'd been taught and mostly what you thought was right at the time, like blowing a trolley car off the track, rustling a circus horse and hiding it in a friend's backyard, saving a family of muskrats from Booby "the trapper," playing "Ratgolf " on the city dump, launching Booby's mother's cat in a "borrowed" circus balloon and watching it fly off to Connecticut.

Truly safe from harm, the only real threat to your well-being was yourself, or awful bad luck, and the closest thing to a dangerous drug was a cigarette. It was a brief magical moment in time that only great prosperity and progress could eradicate.

TEAR DOWN THAT WALL OF GUILT

If you are trying to raise a respectful and respectable American family and are embarrassed by the liberal media's filth and perversion you and your children are subjected to on a daily basis, remember one thing: Liberalism is at its core, licentious, morally degrading and abusive to family life. To stop the abuse you must embrace the truth: Conservatism conserves and protects family values that have made America the shining beacon of Christian family life.

To preserve the American family you must make a decision not merely to eschew liberalism and degradation but to champion conservatism and our traditional American values.

To do so you must first TEAR DOWN THAT WALL OF GUILT You must know you are guilty of nothing that may have happened to a Negro, Indian, Asian or Jew at any time in our recent or ancient past, and you must stop bowing at the silly altar of political correctness. You must regain your dignity, your individuality and your moral certitude. You must rise up and be counted as an American heart and soul, in spirit and purpose; willing to sacrifice whatever it takes to preserve America as it was founded to be and for which so many fought and died for it to be. Your children are counting on you. They will not survive as free Americans without your courage and your resolve. TEAR DOWN THAT WALL OF GUILT LET THE RECLAMATION OF AMERICA BEGIN

WEST END BAR NEAR COLUMBIA UNIVERSITY, NOVEMBER 1959 "Do you remember all the theories? Well I've got one for you . Freedom is me! Everything in moderation, till it's something you like, then to excess. I've had enough of this Ivy League incubator. I'm going to the South Seas and I'm going to Live if it kills me. You can have all the panty raids you want, I'm going to Tahiti." Tahiti, March 1960 And despite himself and in spite of what he had been telling himself he was moving toward her. "Il ne ser pas." she said. "He will not know." And then the husband "And I asked her about the sand on her pillow and where she had been . And she told me Aru . the black sand beach, the night . and you." And then ... He was being sucked into the treacherous maelstrom of Avatoru. The one-arm man called it the devil's pass; the pass of the ma'a ma'a ma'o; insatiable sharks. "Like wolves in the wind, they lay in wait . There is a fury there the eye will see but once."