Is Anybody There?

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Not by might, nor by power, but by my Spirit,' says Yahweh Sabaoth" Zach 4:6 . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Dio di Signore, nella Sua volontà è nostra pace!" . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . They that can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety deserve neither liberty nor safety." Ben Franklin 1759

Tuesday, October 28, 2008

She Doesn't Look a Day Over 110.



Today marks the 122nd anniversary of the dedication of Liberty Enlightening the World, or as she is more commonly known, The Statue of Liberty. Sadly, despite calls from the public & Congress, the National Park Service refuses to reopen access of the interior & crown to the public. It claims that "the current access patterns reflect a responsible management strategy in the best interests of all our visitors." My question is this, "How is letting the terrorists win by shutting off to public access the interior of 1 of America's greatest symbols of our freedom in the best interests of the visitors? Or the nation?"
Reality is, if the terrorists want to do something, they don't need access to the interior to wreck havoc. There is only so much that can be done. At some point we have to realize that there will always be risks. & if we let them take away our freedom out of fear, then they have already won.
It strikes me as unreasonable management cowardice on the part of the National Parks administration rather than reasonable management strategy.
National Parks Director Mary A. Bomar,
FREE OUR STATUE!!!!!



The New Colossus

Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
"Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!" cries she
With silent lips. "Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!"


- Emma Lazarus, 1883

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