By:  Resa LaRu Kirkland 
May is an interesting month.  
On May 1st we have the official day that Commie Bastards everywhere embrace, celebrating the rise of the most evil of all TOTALitarian DICtatorS:  the Communist Slaughterers of the Soviet  Union  and various other nations it engulfed and devoured.  
On May 5th, we have Cinco de Mayo, a Spanish holiday that celebrates the victory of the Mexican Army over the French at the Battle of Puebla in 1862.
The last Monday in May, this year the date will be May 31st, is Memorial Day, the day we celebrate the warriors who defeated many enemies in the past, including from the above countries.
The above days are very well known and widely celebrated.  But with the exception of Memorial Day, they aren’t even close to being the most reverent days.
There is May 8th, known for 65 years now as Victory in Europe, or VE, Day.  This commemorates the official surrender of Germany Europe  with a ferocity and a technological efficiency that the Romans could only have imagined.  Germany Rome 
The most wonderful May celebration saw its genesis only 6 days and 3 years after VE day.  Israel Independence Day occurred on May 14th, 1948 .  The very next day the entire Arab world attacked Israel Israel Zion 
My May 15th celebration will have to wait until May 20th this year, when I will be busy drawing a picture of Mohammed in honor of SOUTH PARK and the free speech this country used to fiercely defend with the strength of its political perception, moral core, and unapologetic military might.
And next to Israel America 
In a month of 31 days, there are 8 days of note. Israel Independence Day is upon us, followed by “World Bloodthirsty Get ‘dem Jews” day.
Make that 9 days of note, for on Cinco de Mayo I was filled with venerate thinking of Denmark 
By the time I had reacquainted myself with stories like A BRIDGE TOO  FAR and the bombings that literally caused those ancient cities to have one part antique and everything across the street less than 5 decades old, I was properly hallowed when I turned on the TV, only to see the ghosts of Hitler and Stalin in Juarez Drag doing their best to burn the Reichstag and force the purges.  
It was then that it all became clear, and why I titled this article as I did.
I wrote that we are Down to Days not to reference the celebrations—good and bad—that occur this month, although their proximity has a lesson for us, our priorities, and how quickly we’ve squandered our birthright.  
My reasons are far more hopeful.  Yes…hopeful.
We have grown complacent because of time—we had centuries to get it right, then started losing it in less than a century, around the end of the Civil War.  Then it hastened to decades; from WWI to WWII to Korea/Communism to the Hippy take-over and utter Political Castration of that wasted generation, the 60’s, from which so many of our most wretched current leaders have sprung.
And now?  Well, next year it will be 10 years since 911.  One decade.  Years.
We are having attacks closer and closer now, not decades apart, not even years apart, but months, even weeks now.  In 2009, beginning in May, just in the land of the free, there were 4.  Since January 1, 2010 , there have been 2.  This doesn’t include American interests or allies who have been attacked.  They went from decades apart, to years, to months, then weeks.
And now the only thing left is days.  We are down to days…then it will be hours. 
And that is where this article takes a hopeful turn.  For you see, history is nothing but repeated patterns, mathematically precise, and it always comes to the down to days point that is born of those “moment of truth’s travails,” when free people remembered who they are, what freedom means, and how to preserve it:  with a great deal of pain but without apology.
This was when they refined themselves of the flux and were left with pure steel.  And how did they do it?  With one simple but time-tested rule:  they understood the importance of choosing sides.
…And if it seem evil unto you to serve the LORD, choose you this day whom ye will serve; whether the gods which your fathers served that were on the other side of the flood, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land ye dwell: but as for me and my house, we will serve the LORD.
We are down, as Joshua was, to our day of choice, and therefore, our day of freedom. But we are down to days.  The act of refusing to choose is still an act of choice, for inaction, oddly enough, never benefits good—only malevolence.  
Not to speak, IS to speak.  Not to act, IS to act.
Choose this day in May what you really believe…for there are foul men out there determined to stop your choice AND  your day.  Literally for some of us, there may be no tomorrow.  And for all of us, inevitably, we’re getting there, day by day.
Keep the faith, bros, in all things courage, and no substitute for VICTORY.
 
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