David Huntwork

The Family Historian
Preparedness: Hoping for the best, but preparing for the worst
Wikileaks War
The Rise of the Tea Party
Why I Signed The Manhattan Declaration
Boycott The One
Into a Twisted Future with Gary Wolf
We Shall Not Go Quietly Into The Night
Dancing Under the Ugandan Skies - A Book Review
The 99 Most Memorable, Interesting and Outrageous Political Quotes of 2008
Obama's Natural Born Problem
The Giggle Monster Lost His Giggle (A children's story)
Victory at any Price
The History of the Huntwork Clan
Palin and those "scary" Christians
Our "Little Barracuda"
Civility at Saddleback
The Top Ten Reasons Obama Should Not Be President
The Coming Fascist State
You're to Blame for Everything
Hillary's Close Call
The Jerry Springer Party
Christianity, Obama, Identity Politics and Liberation Theology
Tis the Season to be PC
I Am NOT An Animal
The Sad Saga of Amanda Marcotte
The Left attempts to define Political Correctness
In Defense of Blackwater and the Modern Day Merc
Some Thoughts on the Senate Sleepover and the Iraq War
The Salt Lake Shooter and Sudden Jihad Syndrome
Successes and Setbacks in the "Long War"
The Rise of the Anti-Jihadists
The Little Boy and the Magic Snowman (A Children's Story)
Exploiting Children in the Name of Climate Change
Workshop of the Second Self: A Book Review
The Mystery of 9-11, Dr. Graham and Jamal Khan
2996: A tribute to the victims of 9-11
Myths (and Truths) of the Illegal Immigration Invasion
Out of Control Teacher Reinstated after Anti-US Rant
Alternating Worlds: A Book Review
Defending Christmas
The Execution of Terri Schiavo
The Saga of SpongeBob SquarePants
Civility at Saddleback
Embedded Reporters: A Bad Idea
Death of a Monster: Yasser Arafat
Immigrations Unarmed Invasion
Post 47 and RAthERGATE
September 11th: Lives Lost and Lessons Learned
An Alliance of Evil
The Holy Land - A Book Review
The Nature of the Enemy
The Embracer: A Book Review
Final Battle of the Culture Wars
They Say Trevor Made a Mockery of MLK Day
Did You Lie to Your Kids at Christmas?
The Twists and Turns of the Jessica Lynch Story
Valley of the Dry Bones
Rush and Race
What's Wrong with the Caucasion Club?
The Seductive Temptress
A Just War
Living the Bill of Rights
The Institutionalism of Liberalism
Triumph of the Bush Doctrine
New Alliances for a New Century
The Real Reason for the Iraq War
The Family Historian
There Once Was A Little Brown Bug (A Children's Story)
Happy Birthday Ronald Reagan
The U.N. Agenda
Powell the Pacifist


In my family I am known as the family historian. Every family has one. You know, that one relative who knows the old family stories, tramps around old cemeteries and takes pictures of absolutely everyone at family reunions. My grandfather loved to talk and to tell stories of his childhood and lifes experiences and I hung on every word. Born in 1909 he had a full and active life that to me as a young boy was absolutely amazing. The hours spent fishing and talking with him opened up a whole world of wonder to me. One where there were few if any cars. Where one owned two pairs of overalls, one for Sundays and the other for "everyday". Of one room schoolhouses and three times losing his childhood home to fire. Tales of the Spanish flu, the great depression, and songs of defeating the Kaiser.

Oral history has always played a major part in the culture of people throughout history. It was the glue that gave identity and provided common heritage to family, clans, tribes, and even entire nations. Unfortunately, in our modern society, we have lost sight of the importance of family history and the positive role it can play. As I grew older I realized how many of the stories I was told were actually family stories passed from one generation to another. A thread of blood and family weaving its way through time. My grandfathers cousin who described the filth and slaughter in the trenches of World War I. My great-grandfather, the Nebraska sand hills farmer later turned preacher, who raised his five boys to be excellent shots and famous coyote hunters. His father Hank Harris, the first sheriff of Rock county, Nebraska, who once walked fifty miles in a day to stake out his homestead. He was a skilled marksman who was shot twice in a shoot-out with a horsethief before killing his assailant and then riding twenty miles with a bullet in him to deliver the other member of the gang to justice. Of his meeting Buffalo Bill Cody and helping to talk a native chief from leading his warriors on the warpath. His father fought with the Grand Army of the Republic and his cousins lived on leaves and rats while in Confederate prison camps. The stories go on and on.

Every family has a rich and varied history. Of triumph and tragedy. Its own heroes and villains. But we are a part of that. The final product of those who came before us. As a pallbearer this summer for my grandmother I helped carry her casket across what had once been her fathers fields to its final resting-place just a few hundred yards from where she was born. I was surrounded by the graves of relatives who had gone on before and dozens of their descendants so often scattered and near-strangers but brought together for an event such as that. There was a shared camaraderie though of family, and the ghosts, dreams and aspirations of those who exist only in a few faded photos and in old stories from long ago.

Fifty years from now I hope to be surrounded by my grandchildren and great-grandchildren as I ply them with stories of how things once were. Of the birth of the Internet, the rotary phone, of party lines and the era before TV remote controls. I will tell them about the space shuttle Challenger, the Gulf War and the terrible events of September 11th. These things will as seem as wondrous to them as the Model T and sod houses did to me as I sat on Granddads knee and as long ago as World War I and the Depression did to me. There will be a spark in at least one of their eyes that will tell me that they want to hear more, to flip through the old albums and hear about those staring back at them from generations before. And one of them will become the family historian and carry on my passion and the proud legacy that was handed down to me so long ago.

"Freedom is never more than one generation away from extinction. We didn't pass it to our children in the bloodstream. It must be fought for, protected, and handed on for them to do the same, or one day we will spend our sunset years telling our children and our children's children what it was once like in the United States where men were free."

- President Ronald Reagan

 ”I will not cede more power to the state. I will not willingly cede more power to anyone, not to the state, not to General Motors, not to the CIO. I will hoard my power like a miser, resisting every effort to drain it away from me. I will then use my power, as I see fit. I mean to live my life an obedient man, but obedient to God, subservient to the wisdom of my ancestors; never to the authority of political truths arrived at yesterday at the voting booth. That is a program of sorts, is it not? It is certainly program enough to keep conservatives busy, and Liberals at bay. And the nation free.”

—William F. Buckley Jr.

"Liberals want to regulate just about everything: where we live, what fuels we use, what car we drive, whether we can drive or be forced to use government mass transit, where we send our kids to school, what doctor we see, and even to what extent we express our approval or disapproval of others’ lifestyles. It’s hard to find something liberals don’t want to regulate. Is that a world you want to live in?” 

"At such a time in history, we who are free must proclaim anew our faith. This faith is the abiding creed of our fathers. It is our faith in the deathless dignity of man, governed by eternal moral and natural laws. This faith defines our full view of life. It establishes, beyond debate, those gifts of the Creator that are man’s inalienable rights, and that make all men equal in His sight. "

Dwight D. Eisenhower

"And if we elect a government that subverts or weakens or ends our war against terrorism, we can count on this: We will soon face enemies that will make 9/11 look like stubbing our toe, and they will attack us with the confidence and determination that come from knowing that we don’t have the will to sustain a war all the way to the end."

- Orson Scott Card

"In response to skyrocketing gas prices, liberals say, practically in unison, 'We can’t drill our way out of this crisis.”' What does that mean? This is like telling a starving man, 'You can’t eat your way out of being hungry!'  'You can’t water your way out of drought!' 'You can’t sleep your way out of tiredness!' 'You can’t drink yourself out of dehydration!' Seriously, what does it mean? Finding more oil isn’t going to increase the supply of oil? It is the typical Democratic strategy to babble meaningless slogans, as if they have a plan. Their plan is: the permanent twilight of the human race. "

-Ann Coulter

"If ye love wealth better than liberty, the tranquility of servitude better than the animating contest of freedom, go home from us in peace. We ask not your counsels or your arms. Crouch down and lick the hands which feed you. May your chains set lightly upon you, and may posterity forget that you were our countrymen."
-Samuel Adams